This is actually hella interesting, bc in simple terms, tigers are extroverts and lions are introverts. There’s more to it, but that’s the gist.
Whenever zoo’s tried to put lions and tigers in the same enclosures, the tiger would eventually try to groom the lioness and play constantly. The lioness would lose patience and snaps at them
So basically what I’m saying is that you have a regal and refined gf who stands at the edge of a balcony during parties, sipping champagne
Then you have the other girl who drank all of the little flutes on the servers platter, and is now drunkenly pointing at her gf and telling everyone that that’s her gf and doesn’t she look beautiful I love her so much
So I had to draw them in human form???
You drew them in the corresponding ethnicities for their Geographic locations!!! Bless you, you have no idea how sick and tired I am of white human lion king characters.
Where will I go to find lesbian big cat information after the Tumblrpacolypse
#nipples are important for many things including sex
i haven’t heard about it but it’s fantastic to know that it exists, I’ll check it out as soon as I can (don’t have netflix so it might take me some digging but I’ll se if I can find a place to legally watch it).
there are several wlw movies/series on my to watch list, sadly I’ve only heard mixed things about most of them. So i might actually start from your recommendation.
again, thank you so much for thinking of me, I live for good wlw content.
so sorry for answering so late, but I wanted to check it out first ^^
I’ve went through some of the clips that I could find on YouTube and I’m pretty sure there are at least two wlw couples, with a straight main couple (?).
Don’t know if I’ll watch it without subs but maybe some of my followers are interested.
If you are in the middle of writing your first shitty draft and you’re feeling awful about it, like, consumed with waves of fear and self-doubt and questioning everything, DON’T stop to pick it apart. Just keep moving. Let the critical voices in your head babble on and just keep moving, one foot in front of the other, one word in front of the other, until the end. If you never finish your shitty first draft, you won’t have anything to work with and make better.
Lauren Sapala
@shaenanigans I hate seeing you in such pain, but I don’t really know how to help, not being a writer myself. Sorry for using someone else’s words to tell you to hang in there. And perhaps if it really doesn’t work, give yourself a break for now and get back to it later? 💕💕
it is tiring, being endless political just as someone existing. my teacher asks me if i’m writing more of that “feminist poetry.” a lot of it is just talking about me, being a woman, being afraid in the city. i write about walking a line, about how i am expected to choose between home and work, how each comes with a slew of its own insults; how it feels when i am wearing shorts and there are too many men outside. these are just facts of my life. someone in the comments says, “where are woman even coming up with these crazy generalizations in their feminism?”
i hold hands with the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen and someone sighs when they see me. “do they have to make everything gay?” she asks her friend, loudly, “like, do you have to force those views in my face all the time?” i can’t stop blushing. my girlfriend holds my fingers tighter, tighter, tighter, until my knuckles are white, and i let her. somehow, this is us, protesting.
my father’s cuban blood stains my skin, i think. when i am honored with a position in the dean’s private council, a boy sneers, “you only got in because you’re hispanic.” did i? i spend the rest of our meetings wondering if i was selected for my stellar academic record, for the multiple recommendations, for the clubs i lead – or if i was just a move the dean made, to make use of me. when we all take a picture, the dean brings me in the front. in the first three we take, i am not smiling.
it is odd. “i exist.” i say, “i deserve to exist.”
“oh my god,” he groans, “we get it, you’re a feminist.”
So…reading this has me tearing up, because I can literally see the animal movie in my head (also PMS).
This reunion especially:
Wisdom was first banded by biologist Chandler Robbins in 1956, along with thousands of other albatrosses. At the time, she was already mature, or older than 5 years old. That means we know Wisdom is at least 68 — but she could easily be even older than that.Wisdom carried Robbins’ band around the globe for decades.
Then, astonishingly, the biologist and the bird were reunited in 2002, when Robbins returned to Midway to research albatrosses again. He rebanded Wisdom and, checking the detailed band records, discovered he had placed her original band there 46 years before.
So, I’m picturing an older actor who can do the close-up teary-eyed awe thing at this moment beautifully, like Sam Neil.
The Last Good Bar 
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