Poems In Green Ink

semenjolras: when someone says they don’t think a character could possibly be gay ask them what...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 22:42:42 -0500

when someone says they don’t think a character could possibly be gay

ask them what would have to be different about that character in order for it to bepossible for them to be gay

watch as they do backflips to not seem homophobic

A friend of mine once had someone tell her that the name she’d chosen for a character she was writing “wasn’t gay enough” and that she should pick a different name for him.

kendrawcandraw: FEMME IS NOT FRAGILE

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 20:27:14 -0500

kendrawcandraw:

FEMME IS NOT FRAGILE

jessyinlights: Torchwood Gifset per Episode Season 2 Episode 10...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 19:49:32 -0500

jessyinlights:

_{Torchwood Gifset per Episode
Season 2 Episode 10 From Out of the Rain
Jack: Ianto with me, I need your local knowledge.
Gwen: Oh is that what you’re calling it these days?}

decembercrime: Staceyann Chin If Only Out of Vanity (di...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 17:34:56 -0500

decembercrime:

Staceyann Chin If Only Out of Vanity (di urbanrenewalprogram)

If only out of vanity
I have wondered what kind of woman I will be
when I am well past the summer of my raging youth
Will I still be raising revolutionary flags
and making impassioned speeches
that stir up anger in the hearts of pseudo-liberals
dressed in navy-blue conservative wear

In those years when I am grateful
I still have a good sturdy bladder
that does not leak undigested prune juice
onto diapers—no longer adorable
will I be more grateful for that
than for any forward movement in any current political cause
and will it have been worth it then
Will it have been worth the long hours
of not sleeping
that produced little more than reams
of badly written verses that catapulted me into literary spasms
but did not even whet the appetite
of the three O’ clock crowd
in the least respected of the New York poetry cafes

Will I wish then that I had taken that job working at the bank
or the one to watch that old lady drool
all over her soft boiled eggs
as she tells me how she was a raving beauty in the sixties
how she could have had any man she wanted
but she chose the one least likely to succeed
and that’s why when the son of a bitch died
she had to move into this place
because it was government subsidized

Will I tell my young attendant
how slender I was then
and paint for her pictures
of the young me more beautiful than I ever was
if only to make her forget the shriveled paper skin
the stained but even dental plates
and the faint smell of urine that tends to linger
in places built especially for revolutionaries
whose causes have been won
or forgotten

Will I still be lesbian then
or will the church or family finally convince me
to marry some man with a smaller dick
than the one my woman uses to afford me
violent and multiple orgasms

Will the staff smile at me
humor my eccentricities to my face
but laugh at me in their private resting rooms
saying she must have been something in her day

Most days I don’t know what I will be like then
but everyday—I know what I want to be now
I want to be that voice that makes Guilani
so scared he hires two (butch) black bodyguards

I want to write the poem
that The New York Times cannot print
because it might start some kind of black or lesbian
or even a white revolution

I want to go to secret meetings and under the guise
of female friendship I want to bed the women
of those young and eager revolutionaries
with too much zeal for their cause
and too little passion for the women
who follow them from city to city
all the while waiting in separate rooms

I want to be forty years old
and weigh three hundred pounds
and ride a motorcycle in the wintertime
with four hell raising children
and a one hundred ten pound female lover
who writes poetry about my life
and my children and loves me
like no one has ever loved me before

I want to be the girl your parents will use
as a bad example of a lady

I want to be the dyke who likes to fuck men

I want to be the politician who never lies

I want to be the girl who never cries

I want to go down in history
in a chapter marked miscellaneous
because the writers could find
no other way to categorize me
In this world where classification is key
I want to erase the straight lines
So I can be me

rainbowrites: actual little sister Winchester Charlie This...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 13:10:29 -0500

rainbowrites:

actual little sister Winchester Charlie

This makes me wish the show had always been “the epic story of the Winchester boys and their half sister Charlie.” That show would have been amazing.

Just thinking out loud

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 09:21:02 -0500

I have a question about the trope of “Powerful women who sacrifices social and love life and is a horrific bitch”. What I usually hear as a critique of this is ‘see how we’re told that women can’t handle power? How we shouldn’t strive to be powerful?”

Okay, so let’s put that against men who are shown to be in powerful positions. Don Draper maybe. Don’s a horrible guy. He cheats. Lies. Fucks people over…. But damn is he good at his job.

And those horrible lady bosses. They maybe awful, but they are good at their jobs.

So if the plot revolves around ” And now here comes this dude to show her how to lighten up and not work so hard and take her down a peg.” Yes, that’s a problem. And makes me want to punch something.

But if the problem is just ” that job gives you power that no one deals with well and involves a ton of work that destroys your social life” (not so much power but Stanley Tucci’s character in Devil Wear’s Prada fails as much at keeping a social life as Andy does). Now isn’t the problem not with the character, but with the audience who seems to forgive male characters for EVERYTHING and encourages them to do whatever they want while demonizing women for getting a hang nail?

anatsuno: navalenigma: shayvaalski: friendlycloud: agewa: “W...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 08:08:45 -0500

anatsuno:

navalenigma:

shayvaalski:

friendlycloud:

agewa:

“We went to Kineshma, that’s in Ivanovo region, to visit his parents. I went as a heroine and I never expected someone to welcome me, a front-line girl, like that. We’ve gone through so much, we’ve saved lives, lifes of mothers, wives. And then… I heard accusations, I was bad-mouthed. Before that I’ve only ever been “dear sister”… We had tea and my husband’s mother took him aside and started crying: “Who did you marry? A front-line girl… You have two younger sisters. Who’s going to marry them now?” When I think back to that moment I feel tears welling up. Imagine: I had a record, I loved it a lot. There was a song, it said: you have the right to wear the best shoes. That was about a front-line girl. I had it playing, and [his?] elder sister came up and broke it apart, saying: you have no rights. They destroyed all my photos from the war… We, front-line girls, went through so much during hte war… and then we had another war. Another terrible war. The men left us, they didn’t cover our backs. Not like at the front.” from С.Алексеевич “У войны не женское лицо”

In Soviet Union women participating in WWII were erased from history, remaining as the occasional anecdote of a female sniper or simply as medical staff or, at best, radio specialists. The word “front-line girl” (frontovichka) became a terrible insult, synonimous to “whore”. Hundreds thousand of girls who went to war to protect their homeland with their very lives, who came back injured or disabled, with medals for valor, had to hide it to protect themselves from public scorn.

This has always happened in history: Women do something important. Then they get shamed for it (so nobody will talk about it) and it gets erased from history.

And then certain men will say: “Women suck, they’ve never done anything important.”

Look into history and learn that women have played a far greater role then douches (present and past) wanted you to know.

Hey Will (and Jack) I got you something.

So this is important. Let me tell you a story.

All the time I spend debating about women in combat, I’ve picked up on a trend that disturbs me. Supporting or attacking, people are quick to draw on biology, psychology, law, but very rarely - almost never - do I hear about the history of women in combat, and the evidence their service lends to this debate.

Hundreds of thousands of women faced combat in WW2, and on both sides, and on all fronts, and it is a history that has been almost completely erased from contemporary awareness. I have been given arguments about how women can not psychologically handle combat. And about how women in mixed-gender combat units will automatically disrupt group cohesion - the brotherhood, if you will. Both of these assertions are erasure.

Women have not lived in a protective bubble untouched by combat for all of history. Women have been killed, wounded, and captured in combat, and tortured after. We are not living a world where these are hypothetical situations women have yet to prove they can handle. Unfortunately, they have, they can, in the future, they probably will, again and again. Soviet women served as partisans, snipers, tank drivers, fighter pilots, bombers. And more.

Both British and American women served in mixed-gender AA units. I could drag you through several examples of British women performing exemplarilyy despite being wounded, or seeing their comrades die. The Luftwaffe did not discriminate. Between the British and the Americans, it was determined that mixed gender units actually performed much better than all male units, because of teamwork. Because women are better and certain tasks, men are better at certain tasks, and at other tasks they are comparably efficient, and in a team, hopefully, in combat, you let the best do what they are best at. For the most part, they were proud to serve together.

German propaganda never commented on the British AA units, but they thoroughly smeared the Soviet fighting woman - flitenweiber. People often argue with me that women are a threat to group cohesion because men naturally give women preferential treatment. Which certainly explains why men are more likely to survive shipwrecks. And history shows us that Germans soldiers had no chivalrous compunction when it came to shooting captured Soviet women who were armed.

We’re fed a history of war that almost exclusively features white male figures, most of whom fit into this destructive constructed myth of the soldier that is somehow both chivalrous and charmingly womanizing and who’s sense of brotherhood is unshakably dependent on the band being all man. There is no history of woman at war, none. I hear a lot about how women have no upper body strength, I hear nothing about the Front-Line Female Comrade.

THE WORD FRONTOVICHKA BECAME A TERRIBLE INSULT - are you fucking kidding me? Fuck, that made me cry. At first when I started reading I thought I was reading alernate history fiction. I’m ashamed to be ignorant about this, and full of rage and much worse bitter shame that this history is constantly repressed, suppressed, hidden. WHAT THE FUCK. D: D: D:

big life, small space: nadiacreek: the-multicorn: nadiacreek: Did I reblog this one already?...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 17:23:00 -0500

big life, small space: nadiacreek: the-multicorn: nadiacreek: Did I reblog this one already?...:

nadiacreek:

the-multicorn:

nadiacreek:

Did I reblog this one already? I don’t remember, I’m sorry! Everyone continues to want to hook up with Santana

I have no idea at all what my character on Glee would do - I think I wouldn’t show up at all in the story, I’d just magically…

I want to play twins. One in New York. One in Lima. I get no lines, and the audience does not know I am playing twins. I just randomly show up at least once an episode as a throw away character. As a waitress at Breadstixs. Crying on the stairs of Rachel and Kurt’s building as Rachel steps over me. Filling out paperwork at Burt’s garage. Stealing a cab that was supposed to be for Isabelle. Almost hitting Ryder with my car when he runs into the street. Playing pool at Scandals. The new bartender at Callbacks who constantly drops glasses. At one point I want to be seen leaving the New York apartment early in the morning as Kurt and Rachel have breakfast and discuss a REALLY important plot point, and after the door shuts sex rumpled Santana walks out to join them.

It’ll be like playing fandom Where’s Waldo?

Then, in the last episode of the season we see Kurt or Rachel or one of them at the Lima airport getting picked up for a visit home. In the background you see ME run to embrace ME, and fandom goes “Oh! They were twins!” They then fight over which twin they like more.

ksmith56: Abandoned Tumblr Dude this scares the fuck out of...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 13:19:08 -0500

ksmith56:

Abandoned Tumblr

Dude this scares the fuck out of me

I love it!

When all this is over, we’ll be a proper family So, in theory...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 08:30:14 -0500

When all this is over, we’ll be a proper family

So, in theory let’s say Sirius had lived, and Harry went to stay with him. Do you ever wonder what the learning curve on that would have been like?

Because I always go the impression that Sirius looked at Harry as James come to life again, and wanted to see Harry get into the same kind of trouble for the same kind of reasons that James did. For the fun of it all. For the wicked danger of it all. Because he’s young and powerful, and well why wouldn’t you want to go raising hell all about the place?(I don’t like Sirius much, but he does clearly love Harry and would have taken care of Harry. Unfortunately, he doesn’t know Harry all that well).

Meanwhile, you have Harry who…maybe it’s as a result of being “The Boy Who Lived” and having the entire fate of the wizard world thrust upon him. Maybe it’s because he came from an awful home life and the very fact that he gets presents at Christmas is a brand new shocking surprise to him so he doesn’t really live in the “I am powerful and young and can do whatever I like!!!” head space (You know. The one Snape seems to think he’s in). Maybe it’s just that Harry’s personality really is a…how do I put this? Pretty level? Not likely to go looking for trouble for trouble’s sake? Not all that fat headed? How did Dumbledore put it? That Harry was just a boy. Not a pampered prince. Just a rather nice kid who was going to do some jackass things on occasion. More like his mother?

So what would that clash have been like for the first couple of months? The first year? With Sirius expecting James and getting….Lily to an extent? And all that feeding into the fact that his best friend was brutally murdered, he’s just out of prison, and here’s this kid walking about looking just like the combo of the two friends he feels like he let down.

Harry, meanwhile, being confused on why Sirius can’t see that he’s not his father or his mother. He’s Harry. Why can’t he just be Harry? And hello Harry is a teenager and is going to be moody sometimes.

That would be a cool fic to read. The one where they’ve both got this story in their heads of how it’s SUPPOSE to be, and then them making the bumpy reality of it work. All while trying to survive a war.

(DID anyone write that? I was not in Potter fandom at all.)

Fashion! Turn to the left. Fashion! Turn to the right.

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 21:47:29 -0500

Either the running skirt (Some are basically running skorts a word that I despise and so never use) has come back into fashion or it never really went out of fashion and I am just now cluing into the fact that it’s everywhere.

And part me sees it and goes, “Sigh. Must women have a skirt option for every single thing we do? Is this really necessary?”

But another part of me goes, “I would love to run a 5K in that. It would somehow make smoking all the dude bros for the world taste just a little bit sweeter. Do they come in fun colors? Then I will take five.”

judearaya: theshippinator: They look… pretty similar, I think...

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 21:28:14 -0500

judearaya:

theshippinator:

They look… pretty similar, I think <3

who decided it was fair to pair fucking adorable kittens with Klaine? I blog from the heavens cause this fucking killed me.

maniacalhawk: Best Han Solo cosplay ever…hands down.

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 19:11:03 -0500

maniacalhawk:

Best Han Solo cosplay ever…hands down.

droo216: fake movie meme → Into the Woods, my dreamcast Anna...

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 18:37:23 -0500

droo216:

fake movie meme → Into the Woods, my dreamcast

Anna Friel as the Baker’s Wife
Lee Pace as the Baker
Sir Ian McKellen as the Narrator/Mysterious Man
Ginnifer Goodwin as Cinderella
Jonathan Rhys Meyers as the Wolf/Cinderella’s Prince
Henry Cavill as Rapunzel’s Prince
Michelle Pfeiffer as Cinderella’s Stepmother
Julie Walters as Jack’s Mother
Eddie Redmayne as Jack
Chloe Grace Moretz as Little Red Riding Hood
Swoosie Kurtz as Granny
Amanda Seyfried as Rapunzel
and Rachel Weisz as the Witch
…my entire dreamcast cast list can be found here

bozrat: A rather Dapper Moon. hahahah this is the best idea...

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 16:01:04 -0500

bozrat:

A rather Dapper Moon.

hahahah this is the best idea I’ve ever had xD I haven’t seen any art with sailor moon in a suit before and I really wanted to see that, so I drew it.

was terribly fun *has a thing for girls in suits *shotshot**

Who can take a rainbow, wrap it in a sigh?

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 13:02:33 -0500

Taking part in the Color Run is sort of like visiting Wonka’s Factory.

For a good stretch of road you get to be the same bright orange as an oompa loompa.

Striped knee socks are a popular fashion choice.

A limited number of people get to do it.

By the end of the race you will have spit all the colors of the rainbow (And your snot will be dark blue. You get to indulge in all the nasty habits brought up in the movie.)

There’s free candy at the end. (They won’t called it candy, but I know candy when I taste it.)

And when you cross the finish line, a unicorn will give you a high five. (Okay, there were no unicorns in the Wonka books or movie, but I wouldn’t have been opposed one showing up.)

Yay 5k

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 07:11:45 -0500

Color Run! Color Run! Color Run!!

I can’t tell which is funnier. Tina’s song slowly...

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 05:35:48 -0500

I can’t tell which is funnier. Tina’s song slowly dawning on Blaine or Marley i the background.

vernacular-manslaughter: octospider: Gwendoline Christie is...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 10:45:29 -0500

vernacular-manslaughter:

octospider:

Gwendoline Christie is the actress for Brienne of Tarth in Game of Thrones. She stands at 6 feet 3 inches tall and took swordfighting, horseriding, and stagefighting lessons for her part, as well as gaining 14 pounds of muscle, to accurately portray Brienne. (x)

She was also terrified of cutting her hair because she’d spent her life believing it was one of the only things that would make people see her as feminine despite her height. In an interview with TV Guide she said:

I struggled for a long time with [cutting] my hair, but then I’m grateful for the opportunity to realize that femininity doesn’t have to come from hair or any of those traditional female archetypes of appearance, So, that’s been exciting actually. I can’t speak with any kind of authority whatsoever because I’m just an actor and I only have my opinions, but I do think it’s really refreshing to have a woman depicted on a mainstream TV show that doesn’t obey typical aesthetics of females and the way they have been portrayed in the past. And I’m really excited to be portraying one of those women. And I hope that her popularity signals a greater expansion of people’s views about men and women and that gender types can be more flexible.

I’m listening to the books right now, and she still remains my favorite character. Every scene between her and Cat almost makes me cry. They’re just so sweet.

First day of kindergarten you cried ‘cause you broke the yellow...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 08:30:20 -0500

First day of kindergarten you cried ‘cause you broke the yellow crayon and you were too afraid to tell anyone. You’ve come pretty far. Ending the world, not a terrific notion, but the thing is yeah, I love you. I loved crayon-breaky Willow and I love scary veiny Willow. So if I’m goin’ out, it’s here. You wanna kill the world? You start with me. I’ve earned that.