*squeezes through the crack between the floorboards* Did someone say food
*crashes U.S.S. Enterprise into the…
She waited 9 months for her moment
The importance of consent: a narrative.
I will forever reblog this gifset.
look at how badass she is though i mean some of it gets on her too and doesn’t even give a fuck
She pours hot liquid on her own leg she’s that badass.
fire cannot kill a dragon.
A couple of folks have asked about the first guy Amal ever slept with. William’s in his mid-forties and a concert pianist (read: classical performance is his passion, but he teaches and does cheesy restaurant gigs to pay the bills). He’s been living in my head for a few months, and I’m a little fond of him, even though he smokes a lot and can get awfully crabby and morose sometimes.
I don’t usually post my ficlets publicly, but here’s a little backstory…
He didn’t step into clubs very often. He didn’t know why he bothered, really. Weeks would pass and he’d forget the noise and disappointment, but once in the door he’d remember: this game was for other, younger men.
For the past half-hour, William had been playing a game of his own called “drink every time that stunning Indian fellow over there gets ignored.” (Oh yes, three-dollar well drinks from nine o’clock till midnight. That was sort of worth the bother, he supposed.)
Their eyes met across the bar. It was a look of commiseration rather than attraction, but three vodka tonics and an evening of defeat had William in a mood to chat.
“Bloody terrible, isn’t it.”
“The booze or the music?” The other man’s hair was streaked with gray, but seeing his face up close, William realized he couldn’t be older than twenty-five.
“I’m not really picky about the former, but forgive me if I can’t stand this autotuned crap.”
“I guess I’ve built up an immunity.” The other man smiled. Oh, he actually was stunning.
“What’s your name?” William downed the last watery drops of his drink. The lime bumped his nose.
“I’ve got a joke for you, Amal: how’s an old queen kick off a weekend of partying?”
“Four hour nap.”
Amal laughed, idly turning his own empty glass in his hands. “I’ve heard that one before, but it was about a med student.”
William flagged down the bartender and took a seat. “So what sort of music do you enjoy, as opposed to tolerate?”
Amal glanced down at William’s hands. The veins and tendons stood out starkly, even in the dim light of the bar. “Actually, I’m sort of into piano sonatas.”
some super fluffy jaytim for my baby~
Animal Crossing: New Weed
KNAPP The Post - war collection A/W 2012/2013
Costume design and styling Antonia Yordanova
Photography and post production Diliana Florentin
More of this awesome children’s book here - Imgur
Happy Fathers Day
from Star Wars: Darth Vader and Son by Jeffrey Brown
FREE!: Matsuoka Rin vs. Nanase Haruka
whenever people write women superheroes being kind of bitchy to each other I just want to shake my head and be like no that’s wrong there’s literally nothing on this earth that could convince me that they wouldn’t all be friends and laugh at everything together
venezuelan poodle moth
No sir i think that’s a pokemon
Just thought I’d share this charming piece of graffiti from near my home.
By the way, this is the ONLY women’s library in the country, it has only women’s work in it and also serves as a sort of feminist museum. They’re affiliated with a university close by and hold regular events such as workshops and talks on subjects like the poetry of immigrant women of colour or the representation of mental health in women’s literature. Its also due to be closed down by the Conservatives.
Can men go in and borrow books written by women?
Yeah, totally, they even do events for men by women on intro to feminism, rape culture stuff sometimes!
god forbid women have a single fucking thing without men getting jealous like fucking children
I kind of what to meet the vandal and be like WOW THANKS, YOU CHANGED SO MUCH BY WRITING THAT MISOGYNIST DRIVEL. NOT.