Write the book that you want to see out in the world. That’s certainly what I did with Boy Meets Boy and Two Boys Kissing. Don’t think about the marketplace, or that publishers won’t want what you’re writing. If it is good, they will.
Author David Levithan’s advice to writers who want to write queer characters
Source: Interview with David Levithan at malindalo.com
(via malindalo)
Even though season 8 could have been SOOOOOOO much better I wouldn't say I hated it, so just to lift my spirits a little solely I'm listing here the things I did like, or even love:
The freakin soundtrack
The animation was the best to date
They added background to the villains which i always appreciate
EZOR AND ZETHRID LIKE I HONESTLY THOUGHT THEY WERE DEAD AND FORGOTTEN
The gags ond 80s voltron
PIDGE AND HUNK BEING THE ABSOLUTE BEST
Pidge and Colleen's dinamic had me dead
The way they filled an episode from the camera's perspective and had it still advancing plot was actually pretty smart and well done
I've always liked Allura's bravery and assertiveness while being under so much pression but this season SHE'S JUST (OR WAS I GUESS?) A FREAKIN QUEEN
Keith literally stating that his lone wolf days are gone AT LAST
Shiro being fucking happy at the end?? I mean I despise the little screen time or development he got but guys if someone deserved to end up finding love one way or another and as far away from the spotlight as possible, that was shiro, he's been through enough
The mind fucks with the realities and being inside the THOUGHTS of other people and being able to calculate what's EXACTLY going to happen, that's some rick and morty stuff right there
The old and new paladins reunion *heart eyes*
Allura saying her goodbyes to everyone (except Lance's one ironically), they were so beautiful and heartfelt I think I died and resurrected
And that's pretty much all that I can think of right now probably some quotes also.
Wow that's a short list.
“So, any idea what happens if we stay here?”
“No. And I don’t care.”
Thanks for the adventure, Star Crew~
That’s what you want for me? To be shut up in some prison for the criminally insane and drugged out of my mind?
I don’t know what I want for you. What I really want is something that can never happen.
No es lo mismo que leer los libros de la escuela. Y, sin embargo, aprendes, de otra manera pero aprendes. Es más divertido. Soy de los pocos en mi salón que saben dónde está Malasia, si no es que el único. El tío Paco dice siempre que esos libros, lo que hacen en ti es crear una "educación sentimental". No sirven para hacerte profesionista o ingeniero o médico. Sirven para hacerte mejor persona. Para que seas lo que quieras ser, pero humano. Y humano es el que piensa por sí mismo, el que se enoja ante las injusticias, el que celebra que se salve el niño en la inundación, el que cree firmemente en lo que cree, el que tiene sueños, el que puede enamorarse perdidamente, a pesar de no tener ni siquiera, todavía, trece años.
- "Persona normal", de Benito Taibo.
Mark: [holding Kieran's face in between two slices of bread] WHAT ARE YOU?
Kieran: An idiot sandwich.
This is my summary of Midnight Mass
ODE TO LORDE Rolling Stone named you the Girl Who Broke All the Rules, but Ella, you taught us there were no rules to begin with. They say you dress like a Goth and dance like a puppet struck by lightning and you say to them, yes, I do. I am allowed to. I am allowed to be whatever version of myself I want to be today. When pop culture took a magic eraser to your rigid cheeks for their magazines, you told them your skin was not theirs to edit. The next day, I swear I didn’t wear any cover-up to school at all and I still felt beautiful. Lorde, my little cousin heard you say you were a feminist on the radio, and now her and a gaggle of 5th graders call themselves “Club Confident.” From you, millions of girls learned it is cool to be on each other’s team. How revolutionary; busting the system that taught us to see every ponytail as competition and that we are all supposed to like pink but it can only be one of our favorite colors.
ODE TO LORDE, by Blythe Baird (via blythebrooklyn)
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