[ SECRET POST #2448 ]

[case]

⌈ Secret Post #2448 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

01.


__________________________________________________



02.


__________________________________________________



03.


__________________________________________________



04.


__________________________________________________



05.


__________________________________________________



06.


__________________________________________________



07.


__________________________________________________



08.


__________________________________________________



09.


__________________________________________________



10.


__________________________________________________
















Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 02 pages, 051 secrets from Secret Submission Post #350.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

I feel this won't get a positive response but it is an objectively correct statement. I'm 27 and I have earned the right to be called a woman. I don't know why other women are so resistant to acknowledge that they are no longer girls.

[(Anonymous)]

Because "fanwoman" sounds like a bad DC comics character.

[(Anonymous)]

+10,000

[(Anonymous)]

It's called 'reclamation'.

Many of us like the term just like many male fans own the term 'fanboy' well into their middle-age-and-beyond years.

We don't give a shit about how feel a ~girl~ is actually defined.

[(Anonymous)]

Awesome. I'm 28 and have earned the right to be called whatever I damn well please. I'm the one that gets to make that decision.

[(Anonymous)]

You're attributing a lot to my choice to call myself, in certain contexts, a fangirl. I have fought my share of battles over being called a "girl" in the workplace, and I don't see this as at all equivalent.

[(Anonymous)]

You can call me a woman. That's fine.

But you can also call me a girl, because although I'm 35, I definitely don't feel it. It's also a more accurate depiction of the way I see myself.

I'm not some overly-serious person in a three-piece suit who would never do anything undignified.

I giggle. I squee. I bounce up and down when I'm excited. I'm still carded when I go to buy spray paint despite the silver at my temples. Know what I was doing while waiting for my lunch to cook yesterday? I was coloring a picture in a coloring book. Because I'm an adult, but that doesn't mean I have to abandon childish things.