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ionlyspeakgay

this headline is sending me

#hailee steinfeld #hawkeye #kate x yelena #kate bishop

memewhore

catasters

starryeyedbisexual

Anyway here’s a picture of the salt monster from The Man Trap posing seductively in an official Star Trek book

#star trek

hyrude

bdsm enjoyers r onto something. i think we should incorporate aftercare into just hanging out. i need a buddy to hold me and say “that was really fun and you seemed normal”

t4timekeeper

dinosaur sprinkles. look at this post with your eyes if you agree

t4timekeeper

thunderon

the locked tomb series is a *spins wheel* post-apocalyptic scifi *picks card from hat* fantasy *throws dart at dartboard* murder mystery *flips coin* comedy *rolls dice* psychological thriller *checks notes* uuuh apparently high school romcom.

lesbians are included.

thunderon

we got sword fights, gun fights, magic fights, space ships, catholicism, fanfic aus, nukes, martyrdom, academic research, Intergalactic War, and your mom. the world is ending. the world already ended 10,000 years ago. yes, the series is centered around love. no, it’s not a romance novel. nothing clashes. hope that helps

#the locked tomb #my favorite book series

tio-trile

Gideon the Ninth sketches I did while reading and still trying to figure out what everybody looks like

#fanart #the locked tomb #gideon the ninth

blindwire

higher, further, faster

#fanart #marvel #carol danvers #captain marvel

catsbeaversandducks

inkskinned

grown men fight about how annoying it is there are more women in superhero movies now.

im not unused to fights about superheroes. at school, i watch my girl students get into the opposite fight: who gets to be wonder woman. most of the marvel films were too violent for them to see, which leaves all of three names: supergirl and ivy. ivy isn’t even a superhero. she’s a villain that people fell in love with.

Every time they play, I am reminded again how many of my heroes are just the male hero’s name, but with “She” or “girl” tacked haphazardly onto someone else’s title. Whenever the boys join the game these children - meaning no harm, just saying the truth the way it opens up for them, as preschool children do - they remind the girls that Superman is stronger than Supergirl. The man is always stronger. this is backed by what they watch. i understand why they believe it.

Kids don’t read comics. These kids can’t read yet at all. I can’t tell them about squirrel girl or captain marvel (oh, oh, but didn’t Disney wait their sweet time to see if that would pay off - and her story is now just tacked on too, cleaning up a man’s mess). They won’t read that kind of stuff until middle school, maybe, if they’re told comics are an okay thing for girls to like. And by then they’ve lived a decade of their life. Fighting for scraps. For only one wonder woman.

“another female superhero?” groans a man on the internet. i see my 7 girls all scrambling for 3 names, and the boys each comfortable in their own batman/superman/spiderman/aquaman/ironman/hawkeye/antman/captian america. i see my 7 girls all deciding: let’s play my little pony instead. we can’t be heroes. girls don’t get to be.

they save equestria in their game. i tell them they’re my superheroes. one wraps herself around my body and looks up. “i hate all the girl heroes,” she says, “they’re stupid.” i remind her we don’t use stupid as a word at school. she looks at me, deadpan. “i don’t like them,” she repeats, “i only like wonder woman.”

i try my best. “there’s storm and batgirl,” i say.

“yeah,” she says, “but there’s no movies about them.”

bauliya

so women are supposed to grin and bear the books, the comics, the movies, the plays, the tv shows, the stories, the sci-fi, the translated ancient poems, the fucking millennia of men writing about their self inserts torturing women and it being declared as High Art by other men, we’re supposed to read it in our free time, study it in classrooms, include their styles in our own writing, accept their cultural influence as natural, watch it in the cinema, write about it, talk about it, accept it, aspire it, but men can’t tolerate three seconds of female wish fulfilment of a woman snapping the wrist of a creep without feeling personally kicked in the balls.