“Whatever can garner the most controversy can go the most viral. It’s profitable because being anti-Black woman, using Black women as scapegoats or villains, works for a variety of audiences, white audiences, Black men audiences, and, most unfortunately, in spaces where Black women use misogynoir to distance themselves from the negative implications of being associated with other Black women.”
Catherine Knight Steele on gossip blogs and the Tory Lanez case
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lolllll i was going to send you that nerdgirljen is ACIRCLEOFSTARS aka of captregina right hand girl minion, part of the scammer group, bullshitter of "the breakup is today, everyday" ! i see you had her remove from your barbie list🤣 good!!!!! here what i was going to send :
you need to know nerdgirljen is acircleofstar.
1 - on acircleofstar she post picture of HER when she did her lying stunt of been at disney and seeing chris with josh, if you saw thoses pictures you will its the same as verified ig nerdgirljen (she pay to be verified)
2 - nerdgirljen on tumblr : with this blog she stay away from the chris drama she create with rogersstorm2005 midwest and capregina, she probably use it to lurk if you have block acirclrofstar. nerdgirljen is on twitter, and on the tumblr she pinned a post with her twitter include.
It's a lot of work to lurk. Ha! That rhymed. Yes I just found this out. I had to block and unfollow both accounts. Well I was already blocked on a circle of stars I think. No more Barbieland content for her I suppose.
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James: Everytime I see Lily, my heart clenches and I get all nervous.
Remus: That's because you love her.
[Later] @expectocrucio
Lily: Everytime I see James, my heart clenches and I get all nervous.
Sirius: Don't get close to him again, you seem to have an alergic reaction.
inspiration: @incorrectmadrigalfamilyquotes
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Just saw people were talking about the wedding scene where Lena was sitting next to James and Mehcad literally had the audacity to put his hand on her thigh during this scene. You can literally see Katie remove his hand in the scene which is why they probably cropped the shot like that and it’s just so disgusting, and now I’m thinking about when they did that panel in New Zealand together like 4 years ago and he said he kept trying to get Katie to go to dinner with him and she kept saying no but tried to frame it as just a friends dinner then proceeded to ask her out in front of everyone expecting her to not be able to say no more than likely but Katie was still deadass like no I’m not going out with you. And now it’s bringing into question that he probably kept asking her out before the whole Lames thing happened and she said no so he went and SPECIFICALLY asked for Lena to be his love interest because he couldn’t take no for an answer. I’m absolutely disgusted by that man. Tbh it wouldn’t surprise me if he left in season 5 because Katie expressed discomfort with him and his advances so they needed to get rid of him before they had another scandal on set
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This is definitely one of my pet peeves. I'm telling you, I cannot stand I cannot stand when a man cannot look you in the face and listen to you explain in detail what the problem is without having a lame ass come back, pointing the finger at you. Isn't that fucking childish? It's one of the most cowardice things a grown ass man can do. They'll say any and everything just to not say I apologize
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jily 19!
19. things you said when we were the happiest we ever were
[Read on AO3 here] || [Send me a mini-fic prompt]
“You have to twist,” he said, and Lily froze with both hands in the tree and one foot on the ground. When she turned her head she saw a boy about her age walking through the orchard, not sneaking like she was, and Lily thought, I didn’t know they had a son. Excuses and apologies died on her lips as he walked up and wrapped his hand around hers, around the one grasping the apple that was still attached to the tree. Together they twisted and pulled, and the fruit snapped free with barely any resistance from the branch. He brought the apple, still nestled in her palm, to his mouth and took a bite. When he brought the fruit to her mouth, her bite overlapped his. He said his name was James, and he helped Lily until the tree was half-bare and the sun had set.
“Do you need anything else?” he asked the third time he found her filling a bag on his family’s property. Lily’s brows furrowed, confused, and she asked if they grew something else that she wasn’t aware of. James laughed, and the skin around his eyes crinkled as he did. He explained how he thought she might need help, uncomfortable but sincere as he spoke. Lily didn’t know how to say yes, how to explain what it felt like to be left all alone at seventeen without any idea of what to do next, how to convey the loneliness and the fear and the belief that if she ate one more meal from a tin she would go mad. So she said no, she didn’t need help, she just felt like stealing. James laughed like he believed her, but after that night he began taking his dinners outside, always with enough for two.
“I really want to kiss you,” he said as they hid from the midday sun inside a large crate that was flipped on its side. Her hand was in his and his thumb was moving over her skin, back and forth and back again. Lily had never seen him one hundred percent still and she didn’t think she ever would. He was made of movement, she thought, and when she told him she thought he’d laugh at her but he didn’t. He said he’d never thought of it like that before, and that maybe Lily saw him differently than everyone else. That made something bloom inside her, something warm and honey-sweet that she’d never felt before, and that feeling was still tickling at the base of her throat hours later when he made his confession and she told him to do it, then. When their lips met Lily thought he tasted of autumn.
“I hate apples,” he said two weeks before it ended, and Lily snorted into the fabric of his shirt. They were lying on a worn quilt behind the cider mill, tangled together and sharing something more illicit than stolen apples, and Lily grinned at the bone-deep comfort she felt as she pressed her body against his. He talked about his dreams, and how he wasn’t going to take over for his father, and Lily thought he could do anything in the world and told him so. He kissed her forehead, then her nose, then her lips, and Lily pushed herself on top of him and offered him a taste of something sweeter than fruit. He laughed, his hands on her hips and his thumbs brushing against her stomach, and Lily knew she was in love as she gave him the last part of herself that he didn’t know.
“This can’t be it,” he said after she’d run to tell him that she had to leave. She had the rest of the night to pack before her great aunt would take her away, take her to the family she should have gone with instead of a sister who didn’t care enough to stick around. Lily couldn’t stop crying. James held her tight and told her it wasn’t the end, it wasn’t, and he’d be here waiting for her to come back. Lily felt hope, and she had no reason to doubt that it was true — after all, she was seventeen. Lily promised she’d return, in one year or less, as soon as she could, and she kissed him without knowing it would be the last time, and told him she loved him without knowing there would come a day where she no longer did. When winter broke that year, Lily thought it felt colder than normal.
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