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hello! who is your fc? she's stunning!
Annie Ilonzeh!
The person who loves you the most kills you the best.
Cupid doesn’t shoot arrows; he wields a double-edged sword. nikka ursula (n.t)
vaticinare »» starter call {closed}
‘ I know what he did to you. ’
valfreyaa
Vision hazy from the alcohol and flashing lights, but her instincts were sharp. She turned and grabbed the other Goddess’s arm. Freya drunkenly placed a kiss on her lips. Lazy lips slipped off and kissed her neck. Fingers tightened around her arm as the club tried to pull the two apart. Freya’s head fell down, lips just gracing across Aphrodite’s chest, leaving a hot breath upon the flesh.
A clubber pressed against her back and the war goddess blinked. Eyes shifted over to one of the entrances and noted an influx of twenty-somethings entering. She looked up at Dite, “We should get out of here before I break an arm,” she suggested.
She tries to complete the embrace, tries to use her other arm make one whole out of the two halves of them. But instead the crowd becomes riptides that splash and pull at their backs. There’s too much alcohol in her system, too many lights bearing down. She’d much rather be anywhere than here, now that she’d become acquainted with Freya’s mouth.
Through the current of bodies ‘Dite lends a hand. Long fingers stretching, brushing against their counterpart’s. She grasps at them with a grin, which quickly changes to a musical laugh,
‘ Oh, please do! Make this a bit more exciting, would you?. ‘
Fandom and the Intersection of Feminism and Race
diversehighfantasy:
Intersectionality – specifically, the intersection of feminism and race as it pertains to Black women – has become a bit of a Tumblr buzzphrase that is generally applied to major social issues. But it has a real and important place in fandom as well, and while that is generally accepted on the surface, it has come to mean (to folks to don’t actually get it) simply acknowledging the existence of Black women.
Here’s the thing, though. Intersectionality isn’t white women reblogging photos of black women with the caption “omg so beautiful!” It isn’t fancasting Lupita in everything or having “poc” headcanons of white characters. It doesn’t even necessarily mean supporting existing Black women characters (though that’s a start). Those things are inclusive, but they’re not necessarily intersectional.
To understand the intersectionality of feminism and race in media (and, by extension, fandom), one must understand the fundamental differences between what is considered empowering for white women vs. what is empowering for Black women. (Hint: due to many years of dehumanization of Black women while white women have been portrayed as The Ideal, these two perceptions are almost diametrically opposite.)
Take the Strong Woman who isn’t there to be loved. White women love this trope, because white women in media are so often primarily seen as love interests. I can understand how that can be frustrating, and how it can be refreshing to see, say, Furiosa in Mad Max. But – and this is important – the Strong Woman trope, applied to a Black woman, reads entirely differently, and to ignore that ignores intersectionality altogether.
Black women have almost never been the ones who need protecting in media. Black women aren’t sick and tired of always being love interests. The Strong Independent Woman (thanks in part to fandom repeatedly using the term to try and keep women of color in their romance-free place) has become virtually a slur when it comes to Black women in media in the same way the Damsel in Distress makes white women’s skin crawl. If you care about intersectionality at all, it’s important to understand that. The experience of Black women in media is the Bizarro World version of white women’s experience.
Most “inclusive” feminists can see the disparity between Scarlett O'Hara and Mammie, and (I hope) understand that Mammie was dehumanized and otherized. The Scarlett and Mammie trope lives on today, with only the most un-PC parts of the Mammy character removed. Otherizing Black women is not yet widely considered un-PC. It still continues in the media we consume every day. And just because they’re often glorified for being so strong, so tough, and so independent it doesn’t make it OK.
Abbie Mills is a tough, independent badass – but Katrina embodied “womanhood,” precious and pure. Michonne is a tough, independent badass – but Jessie embodies “womanhood.” And on and on.
It has been said so many times, but it hardly ever seems to sink in: It is progressive and feminist for Black women to be the precious ones, the love interests, the damsels who need saving.
So if you instinctively ask why a Black woman can’t just be strong or get upset if she is “reduced to a love interest,” allowed the kind of romantic storyline you take for granted and spit on, the answer is: Your brand of feminism doesn’t apply here.
And, you know, that doesn’t negate that brand of feminism. Intersectionality (of all kinds) asks you to look at feminism as something that is complex, not a set of one-size-fits-all rules.
––––––––– Starter Call!!
ypokosmcs »» STARTER CALL
‘ It’s a little different than the UNDERWORLD, of course. I would never be able to get used to the draft. ’
And it’s true. Her chosen home is quite the opposite of Hades’. Her home is familiarly victorian, nearly mortal–– even occupied by mortal youths ( as any good cult requires ) unlike the old souls who swim the styx.
No, every bit of her house is brimming with life. Roses and peonies nearly bursting from the foyer, activity making it’s subtle knocks and creaks on the rich floorboards upstairs, the gray dog tramping through the study with a bone in his mouth. It even has a heartbeat. Vague, bass heavy music that pumps through someone’s speakers on the second floor.
Problem with reblogs not appearing on dashboard
new-xkit-extension:
It recently came to our attention that entire reblog sections of posts just disappear when viewed on the dash. We traced the issue back to tumblr changing their reblog chain detection yet once again and are currently working on adding a fix to Editable Reblogs to automatically clean this up.
In the meantime we have found a workaround for already affected posts:
Go to the HTML editor and to every link in the reblog chain add
class=‘tumblr_blog’
with SINGLE QUOTES.
Be sure to use single quotes (apostrophes), as Tumblr’s parsing will strip the class out if it has double quotes.
Again, we are working on an Editable Reblogs update shortly which will do this automatically.
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Her smile is contagious and Bradley can’t help but smile back when she flashes him those pearly whites. Fingertip presses into his yielding flesh and he draws in a breath, sudden. The pink on his cheeks goes red.
“Just Bradley. I let others decide what they want me to be, and I become it.”
He begins to feel almost as though he can’t look directly at her, like her gaze might bore a hole right through his skull. He shivers.
“So, what do you want me to be?”
Her thumb grazes his lip, fingers curling so she has his chin in a gentle grip. Their noses nearly brush, and since she’s so sweet, she lets it happen. By the time she starts to speak, her expression’s already soft as her pulse.
‘ I want you to be spectacular. ’
apollyion:
“by any chance does this end with a ‘when you fell from heaven’ punchline?”
‘ Oh–– don’t tell me that line’s played out already. ’
YPOKOSMCS ICON GIVEAWAY !!!
only reblogs count. mbf. reblog as many times you want. it’ll end at some point of september 15 (tomorrow), probably at night.
ypokosmcs:
‘ i wouldn’t resort for such a CHEAP approach, either. but if it was the case, letting them live is DANGEROUS &&, honestly, limiting. —— that’s just MY opinion, of course. i’m glad it’s been working for you. ’
the smile he offers her is small && polite; challenging, if you must.
She tilts her head now, a definite response to his silent challenge.
‘ Killing every fuck I steal from would be a bit TAXING on the world’s population, don’t you think? Don’t you think that’s a bit, oh... ...I don’t know. IMPRACTICAL? ’
––––––––– Starter Call?
ypokosmcs:
‘ surprised ? no. i know of your abilities. —— but you also got his WALLET, he might press charge, it’s a possibility. how much did you take ? ’
‘ Took out enough for breakfast. Cut the cards. Kept the change. ‘
A shrug, light and flippant. Her gaze turns bored, as if she’s had this conversation too many times.
‘ Nothing I haven’t dealt with before. I’m guessing you wouldn’t have done the same? ’
apollyion »» STARTER CALL
‘ Do you remember? –––– How it felt? ’
thebloodytide:
“There’s no fun in that. I want to Mission Impossible it otherwise I’d ask my special friend to fly me over and drop me on the top.”
‘ Now, doesn’t that sound fun. You need a second in command, you come to me, yeah? ’