sexuality and superheroes

Feminist. Queer. Sociology major, minor in women's studies and cultural studies.
I post a lot of Wonder Woman. She-Hulk. Manhunter. Robins. Midnighter. X-Force. Spiderwoman. Booster Gold. Grace Choi. X-Men. Women's Issues. Sex. Ladies, gents and sometimes owls.

tamorapierce:

It has to be something we create and purchase for.  Art by women, design by women, architecture by women, books by women, comics by women, magazines by women, and writing and art that does not support bad old stereotypes.  And not just women of your own color.  Trans women, LBQ women, WoallCs.  Experiment.  Venture.  Try.

Don’t trash talk other women; talk them up.  Support women who have been victimized.  Don’t be part of the problem.  Disagree, yes, but with respect.  If other women behave badly, walk away.

/rant

(Source: waltzingwithfire, via albinwonderland)

2damnfeisty:

rozhanitsa:

2damnfeisty:

Nobody gives the black girl mob credit for being smart as fuck. They clown but at the end of the day they are really intelligent.

And it’s not subtle at all.
Taystee is a math prodigy in addition to being well-read, Poussey is multilingual, Cindy just knows shit, Suzanne studies Shakespeare, Watson was a good student in addition to being a track star, Vee is basically an evil genius. Piper often learns the most from them; they taught her how to fight and helped translate Pennsatucky’s biblical threat.
The show flat out acknowledges the (academic) intelligence of the black inmates time and time again, but the audience collectively ignores it.

ALL OF THIS

(Source: ageofdesiderata, via pornosophical)

kvotheunkvothe:

brodingershat:

That point in a piece of fanfiction where you can tell something embarrassing is about to happen so you start fucking around on tumblr because you’re a huge baby with a crippling overabudance of empathy.

I do this with every media I consume. I pause movies and have to walk around and prepare myself for second-hand embarrassment sometimes.

(via itsybitsylilbat)

alonesomes:

my sexuality is Mr. Darcy helping Elizabeth into the carriage and then flexing his fingers as he walks away like he can feel her seeping into his skin

(via kaldurrr)

I think I’m going to start volunteering at the Women’s Centre here…

Seeing as this was a conversation I had at work with a young woman I work with…

Coworker: “Robin Thicke isn’t singing about rape. He isn’t like, a rapist. He’s married and he seems like super nice.”

Myself: “…So was Paul Bernardo.”

So, I’m needing to find myself a nice little group of feminist gals I can relate to.