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𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰
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what the rin
every day i hate the beauty industry more and more. botox and fake lashes and fake nails and breast lifts and coloured eye contacts fake fake fake arent you fucking sick of it. arent you sick of dressing yourself up every morning, sexualising yourself so the next man you see can run off and have a wank, every woman outside his fantasy, aren't you tired of turning yourself into living breathing porn, into new bimbo sex model 3000 jesus fucking christ
even worse knowing what they call their products. Working Woman goes to Work with lipstick named deepthroat. 14 year old girl puts on her eyeshadow named orgasm. isnt it disgusting
but no spend another 20 000 on a breast lift and spend 100s more hours on youtube tutorials and the latest no makeup makeup look on tiktok because youre only doing it for "empowerment" and "your choice" right. this is a fucking joke
Sass is the right of all sentient beings!
Drawn for @fluff-0ff of her amazing fic, Conjunx Bellum (the shape of devotion)!
"Goodnight all my children, now, you must lay down your heads.
You wouldn't want the sun to catch you missing from your beds.
I wish that we could stay here. I wish with all my heart.
But to the earth we've been committed, and now we must depart."
My entry for @allaboardthezariman 's Contest! More below~
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let annabeth be imperfect. let her be brilliant, but also let her be bossy, too sure of herself, and never willing to admit that she is wrong. let her be emotional and caring but also let her get irrationally angry, and let her get jealous.
let percy have flaws. let him be kind and smart but also let him be impulsive, and irrational. let him be considerate and loyal but let him be rude and closed-off, let him be intimidating in the wrong ways as well.
in terms of their dynamics as well, let percy an annabeth complement each other, let percy also help annabeth as he's done several times. I'm all for percy being devoted to annabeth, but don't characterise her as though she isn't just as devoted to him. that's not giving justice to him nor her. that's why they work, not because percy is some moron who wouldn't survive a day without her.
let our characters be human. don't reduce them to "perfect, smart, and never wrong annabeth" or "silly, idiotic, careless percy" nor their flip sides. they have imperfections. get over it.
btw i am constantly thinking about kevin day’s comeback and the way he spent weeks training with wymack just to get to a place where he could contribute on the court, and how rough his playing still was, and how the Foxes didn’t think he’d be able to pull this off, & he pushed himself until he could score anyway
and i am constantly thinking about how, “Instead of getting irritated, Kevin got quiet,” how he honed his aim and focused on being able to score on andrew, because if he could score on andrew, he could score on any of the other goalies in the league—it meant he was good enough to play. and it took weeks, but he did it.
and i am thinking about how scoring once wasn’t enough, how kevin relearned his target, relearned the game, and did it again and again, and how andrew rose to the challenge, and as kevin regained the pieces of himself, he dragged andrew with him, and “for the first time all year, Andrew had looked—awake”