La Liberte by James Broadhurst & Lydia-Jane Saunders for Fashionising.com
IT IS AFTER MIDNIGHT AND I’M REALLY TIRED AND I’VE GONE A LITTLE LOOPY BUT LIS IS MAKING ME DO A THING
always post the rules
answer the questions of the person who tagged you and write 11 new ones
tag 10 people and link them; let them know they are tagged
I saw that tag hidden there, so
Here you go
Because you’re not home yet, Amy.
So this is all I have to distract myself with now that I am up to date on tumblr and have no other reason to not get down to writing.
Question #1: A STORY FOR THE LADY
Once upon a time there was a sword.
And that sword had a ridiculous amount of potential, you see.
For it was the sword of THE STARS.
Because the stars got bored and decided to play a prank on the suckers who lived on this one planet and send down this sword that was hugely powerful because (OH HEY YOU ARE HOME I will continue anyway) well, they were bored. And this was better than trying to watch their TVs.
So no one knew this sword was whoop-de-doo, because it looked like a normal sword so everyone treated it like a sword that had no magical powers or anything.
(whoops dinner time.)
Anyway, so the sword. It got very frustrated that no one could use it properly because they all thought it was a normal sword, right?
So one day the sword decided that it didn’t need some stupid person to be able to be ~FANTASTIC~ and it went and used its *STAR POWER* to wield itself.
And it went and looked for the last dragon in the whole world
The one that scared children at night just by opening its eyes
And made people all over the world reach for their weapons
And the sword said
And the dragon opened its eyes (children everywhere had nightmares for weeks) and said
And they immediately knew they had a deep and abiding kinship because people only ever let them be what people thought of them.
The dragon really just liked gardening and making tea and enjoying the sunlight.
But because everyone was so scared of the dragon, and kept trying to kill it to make themselves less afraid, the dragon had to hide in a deep dark cave where no one could find it and it was awfully sad.
So the sword and the dragon went up to the surface and the people screamed and shot arrows and spears and bullets and missiles at the dragon, but the sword used its *STAR POWERS* to protect the dragon and they flew off to a huge patch of land where the people had chopped down every tree and pulled up every plant and it was barren and sad and dead.
And the dragon spent the next many years turning it into a lovely garden where it could make tea and enjoy the sunlight, and the sword protected the dragon and the garden and they talked long into every night and slept long into every day
Favourite song: uhhhh… no idea. YOU KEEP EXPOSING ME TO REALLY GOOD ARTISTS AND THEN I DON’T HAVE A FAVOURITE SONG ANYMORE BECAUSE THEY’RE ALL SO GOOD DAMNIT.
I am going to be a writerly person because I said so.
And also I may rule the world.
Or be a superpowered person. Probably not a hero because that is a lot of pressure and I wouldn’t be good at that.
ANY OR ALL OF THE ABOVE IS ACCEPTABLE.
I AM FOLLOWING YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE AMY AND YOU ARE MY FRIEND and also I like what you post so there is that.
My tumblr handle became thus when I was bored and trying to think of a url that wasn’t something I would cringe at. DRAGONS, there it’s fine.
Six: the worst haircut would probably be when I was in high school and I got this weird bob. It wasn’t shaped or layered at all, just cut straight around about my chin. It didn’t look very good.
Seven: I RECOMMEND MY BOOK THAT I WILL HAVE WRITTEN ONCE I HAVE WRITTEN IT.
EIGHT: Probably a HAIM song? Because I am currently listening to their music ALL THE TIME because I just got the cd and it’s SO GOOD.
9: I am wearing jimjams, my friend. Black boxers and a black shirt my Aunt sent me from the University of Auckland’s Engineering department. And, you know, underwear. And my glasses.
THE TENTH QUESTION: I don’t know? I have plenty of things that I think others might see as ‘guilty pleasures’ but that I just enjoy because I CAN AHAHAHA so, uh… stuff?
i have an idea in my head where thor is just like. painfully incapable of being cissexist.
like some transphobic reporter asks him abt his sexuality and he’s “i have been attracted to many of your midgardian genders” and “what” and “my current paramor is genderqueer” “are they male or female” “they are neither of those two genders, that is what i have just said!” “oh well what were they born as" "oh no, dear friend, u appear to be confusing genderqueer with genderfluid! the lady mystique assures me that these are two very different things, [extremely extended explanation]"
oh my gosh yes
"but what are they biologically?”
"…they are human."
oh my god
"But what is between their legs?!"
"That is not of your concern, but on a good day, myself!"
A lot of dudes think women dress slutty for them, but honestly if men weren’t such fucking animals I would dress 300000% more slutty then I do now. You people ruin everything.
I wanna wear this shit outside god damn it.
Oh my god SO TRUE. I would constantly wear thigh highs and short skirts and underbust corsets because I look so fucking good. God forbid women like their OWN bodies, too.
For real !! like 90 % of my fucking wardrobe now is just for cam cause it’s too sexy to wear in public. Fucking bullshit. I use to wear thigh highs with garters with shorts a lot but I got sooo many comments. Fucking… people. You literally just saw the tops of my thighs. But all the dudes are like ‘Why wear that if you don’t want attention???’ cause i look fine as hell and I don’t give a shit about some fucking random broke ass dudes on the corner.
I can’t even express how much this describes my feelings. Bitch I wear my corsets and my fishnets and my heels the size you wish your dick was because they make me feel fucking fabulous, not because I want you to tell me how much you’d like to “smash” me.
Heels the size you wish your dick was.
"i can see your bra" good. its cute and i paid $50 for it.
woah! are bras really that expensive??
OH HONEY, NO
that’s cheap the last bra i got cost $120 just because of larger cup size
"wow! who taught you to do your makeup like that?"
"wow! who taught you how to make that?"
"wow! who taught you-"
why do you know so much about sex
why are you so calm about porn
EWW HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW ALL THIS WEIRD SHIT OH MY GOD
Never apologize for loving yourself. Self-love is power
just a reminder: we’re two periods away from 2014.
you couldn’t just say months you had to measure time with your menstrual cycle
fUN FACT. the earliest form of a calender that’s ever been found was to keep track of an ancient person’s menstrual cycle. ppl with vaginas invented time. there is a reason that months are about the same length as the time between periods. that is all.