I’m sorry, but if lesbians can control themselves in a girls only changing room with ass naked woman waltzing around. Then I figure men should be able to control them selves with clothed girls walking down the street. Just a thought.
my favorite thing in stories is when the antagonist doesn’t die, but instead they realize they were being kind of a stupid dick (maybe because the protagonist saved them or something) and then they have to kind of awkwardly tag along with the heroes in order to make up for their mistakes and gradually become slightly less evil
If anyone reblogs Jennifer Lawrence's (or anyone's) leaked nudes on my dash, I WILL unfollow you instantly. I don't want someone's leaked photos which they didn't give permission to spread on the internet splattered across my dashboard. And if you reblog them, YOU'RE part of the problem.