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Hot Take: Hcing Peter As Aspec And Plus-sized Doesnt Make You Fatphobic Or Aphobic. In Fact, Implying
Hot take: hcing Peter as aspec and plus-sized doesn’t make you fatphobic or aphobic. In fact, implying that being plus-sized means you can’t be aspec is more aphobic/fatphobic than thinking it’s okay to be so. But, yk, that’s neither here nor there, folks.
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I talked to the stars and moon about you btw
In my French class, two girls were talking about ATYD, so, naturally, I had to notify them I also know the gay men. I couldn’t work out a way to do it, and panicked when they started walked out of the class. As a normal, functioning piece of society, I coughed excessively, blurted ‘CRIMSON RIVERS’, then threw myself at a table in embarrassment.
Thinking about African-American Mary, who gets teased for accent by her friends, namely, Sirius and Marlene.
Like, Mary is just talking about her family, and Marlene cuts in like ‘MOM? You sent a letter to your MOM? What’s a MOM!?’
June 3: Enchant – @jegulus-microfic – word count:173
A threadbare cream sheet sits in the middle of an endless green field, and atop lays an assortment of fruit and snacks. A glass vase sits in the very middle, filled with a bouquet of lavender roses, and a bit of water.
Regulus lets out a small sigh, letting his eyes fall closed, and relaxing his head more into James’ lap. His fingers have found their way to Regulus’ hair, massaging his scalp.
“Jamie?” Regulus mumbles quietly.
James hums in questioning.
“I love you.”
“I love you, Reg.”
Regulus opens his eyes and looks at his lovely boy. His boy who has his eyes on Regulus, looking enchanted and horribly in love. It’s rather embarrassing, really. Regulus tells him just as much.
James chuckles gently, leaning in to nuzzle Regulus’ nose with his own. James tips his head down, capturing Regulus’ lips in a kiss. A flame spreads across his cheeks.
When James pulls back, he smirks down at Regulus, and says “Who’s embarrassingly in love now, Reg?”
Regulus can’t even defend himself.
“Girls just wanna have fun!” Wrong. Girls just want that dystopian future so we have an excuse to cut all our hair off.