1:58 AM
having a real problem about my attraction to that dude in the Joker cosplay.
having a real problem about my attraction to that dude in the Joker cosplay.
probably the single worst thing about hanging out with my parents is that they don’t get my Arrested Development references.
Blue Sky the podfic comes out and everyone is happy. It’s amazing and you feel so connected to these characters and yes especially to the people that made it too because we are all in this fandom together and over the time we have spent in it (long or short) we feel like these people have enriched our lives. You listen to it once, twice, three times… you were on your 46th listen through when your mp3 died. You knew you would never forget.
Fast forward thirty years maybe forty. Your scouring through old boxes or maybe going through the attic; trying to sort out your mementos and cleaning out all this stuff to make room for the other things you have collected over time. And then you find it. Maybe it’s a poster or something you drew. maybe it’s the podfic itself burnt on a CD (do people even use these anymore?) and you pause for a second. It was so long ago you had forgotten, but now it’s in your hand and you wonder…
What ever happened to these people? What happened to Waffles, Taly or Harry? Marsh, NQN, Bay and the rest?
Are they married? Are they working? Have they gone on to do other bright and brilliant things or (that little niggling thing you don’t want to think so you think it very quietly) are any of them dead?
And your sad because you don’t know. And your sad because you didn’t mean to forget. That night, if you did indeed find that CD, you listen to it (thank God I kept that out of date CD player I was going to turf). The thing skips from time to time, but it’s overall in good condition and when you hear those voices speaking to you from across all those years, stretching back to a time when Tumblr was a pretty new thing and so were you, you can’t help but remember how excited you were; how enthusiastic you were. And maybe you find that love again. The only thing that can be certain is that sometime during that night you fell asleep with a smile on your face despite the way you had cried.
WOW feelings attack
Game of Thrones pairs Season 2.
this art work is so perfect
I just went aAooWOAOW at Ygritte and Poor Pretty Jon Snow
Game of Ships.
Real mad at GRRM for making me ship such fucked-up relationships.
oh gurl, you sure know the way to my heart!
Talkin ‘bout robot ladies is where my feminism and the transhumanist in me have a filthy threeway with my past as an english major and the result is a bloated self-indulgent word baby. Wow that is a weird metaphor, let’s all agree to ignore that and move on to these, my favourite female synthetic beings:
Wow that is a lot of words. Is it obvious I like talking about fictional ladies? Now you know never to ask me questions (IM KIDDING I LOVE YOUR QUESTIONS TALY MORE QUESTIONS ALWAYS <3).
Kathrine Switzer, the first woman to run the Boston Marathon:
In 1967, Kathrine Switzer was the first woman to run the Boston marathon. After realizing that a woman was running, race organizer Jock Semple went after Switzer shouting, “Get the hell out of my race and give me those numbers.” However, Switzer’s boyfriend and other male runners provided a protective shield during the entire marathon.The photographs taken of the incident made world headlines, and Kathrine later won the NYC marathon with a time of 3:07:29.
While I’m not going to argue the morality of the apparently specific person you are referring to, my initial response to the original post still stands.
And since we’ve thrown politeness out the window here, is it really any of your business what she (or he) does with *her* (or his) body?
You know, I keep seeing that argument come up: “Is it any of your business what they do with their body?” And it doesn’t really seem related at all.
It’s none of other people’s business what I eat, but that won’t stop say, vegetarian people from believing that me eating meat is wrong.
It’s none of other people’s business what I do with my hair, but that won’t stop super conservative people from believing that me cutting it is wrong.
It’s none of my business what other people’s sex lives are like, but that’s not going to stop me from believing that sleeping around is wrong.
People aren’t systematically shamed for eating meat or wearing their hair a certain way though. People aren’t dehumanized for it. And the “judgement” for these isn’t wildly different and harsher for women than it is for men.
And people’s preference of hairstyle or whether they eat isn’t used against them when they are the victims of sexual harassment or assault like a woman’s sexuality is.
Okay I wasn’t going to jump in (particularly since the conversation seems to have ended), but I’ve been thinking about it since I saw the original post last night and getting kind of upset and I think I need to just say my piece so I can move on and think about more pleasant topics.
I totally agree with chantily-lacey here. Gonna be upfront with that.
The thing about the eating meat : cutting hair : having sex analogy is that most vegetarians I know phrase their beliefs thus: I believe it is wrong to eat meat for me. They have made the personal choice to not eat meat. While you have those that will get up in people’s faces with “meat is murder and you are a bad person for eating it” most recognize that there are other people choose to only eat organic or local or wild meat, or meat from family farms, or only eat fish, and also that there are those people who just plain don’t agree and eat whatever meat they want.
What I’m trying to say is that your analogy underscores the fact that it is a personal choice and while one thing may be wrong for you it might not for everyone else, that they just navigate their choices differently. OP might feel attacked by people saying she’s slut-shaming, but those people who choose to “sleep around” probably also feel attacked and judged and belittled and dismissed by not only what she said but by all the ways Western society polices women’s bodies and tells them that a woman’s worth is inversely proportional to the amount of sexual partners she’s had.
How about everybody just do what you want and leave everyone else alone.