she marries this man

Shout out to the movie Rough Night for having a very sweet and realistic queer couple that wasn’t used as a joke(it’s a comedy but the fact that they were queer was never the joke) who were two completely normal girls who dated in college and broke up but were still chill with each other and ended up back together in a really sweet way.

Not to mention one of them was definitely bisexual as she married and had a kid with a man but then separated and in between getting back with her old gf has sex with a woman and talks about it like it was a beautiful thing and no one else in the movie is like ‘eww gross’ (it’s played a little for laughs because she had to sleep with a weird couple to get a security video, but the fact that it was gay is never the joke and the sex was consensual) like these two queer women were main characters and the fact that they are queer is just accepted and never played as weird or a joke and they end up happy and alive and like I was living in the cinema. 

Like it was so normalized and real that I didn’t even realised that ‘oh wow look at this top-notch queer rep until later because it didn’t even question it?? This is was good rep looks like people. 

On top of that it totally subverts all gender roles cause the main character is running for state senate and is clearly the ‘bread winner’ in her home and she and her friends(all girls) are the ones having a crazy, wild bachelorette party weekend in Miami while doing drugs and getting into trouble and the GUYS are have a wine-tasting and then play yahtzee at home and are decidedly more traditionally ‘feminine’ and emotional.

And sex work/stripping isn’t seen as like a weird/shameful career and the guy stripper is just a normal dude.

Not to mention that there is a lot of comedy about how broken the american judicial system is and Florida is the butt of a lot of jokes since Florida sucks? (They get a gun pulled on them for spoiler-y reasons and the Australian chick is like “Everyone in america really does have a gun!”)

And all of the girls have like character development and some of it is really heartfelt and sweet? 

Like this was honestly a good movie and I would def recommend it. 

anonymous asked:

When Elounor have their second break up, Rusty will definitely get off his ass and write a huge press statement for her , I mean it's not like he has other priorities besides promoting Louis' beards. It will be something like "Louis wanted to marry Eleanor because she's every mans dream and his dedication to her was so strong he had a room in his mansion called the "saviors room". However it's with great sadness Eleanor ended things to focus on her recent appointed role to end global warming"

didn’t rbb tie into their last breakup all it takes is a pair of angry eyebrows on a rainbow bear

anonymous asked:

I dont understand ppl who praise Karin for getting over Sasuke and not chasing after him like its a huge accomplishment. Sasuke is married, she should back off, she doesn't have a choice. I hate it when they bash Sakura for marrying the man she loves but praise Karin for this.

You know  most of the sasukarin reminds me a lot of a tale I used to listen when I was little:


The fox and the grapes.

{One afternoon a fox was walking through the forest and spotted a bunch of grapes hanging from over a lofty branch.

“Just the thing to quench my thirst,” he thought.Taking a few steps back, the fox jumped and just missed the hanging grapes. Again the fox took a few paces back and tried to reach them but still failed.}

{Finally, giving up, the fox turned up his nose and said, “They’re probably sour anyway,” and proceeded to walk away.}

They are just in search of excuses to make them feel better since their ship never got a chance . So they just bash the girl he loved and his daughter. It’s always the same pattern.
And when the fictional hate isn’t enough they just change to death threats , easy. Way too easy I’d say

Sasuke is married, she should back off, she doesn’t have a choice

What do you expect from a fandom wanted both sasuke and naruto to commit Adultery? Kimoi, utterly disgusting

cinderella: redo

so i was watching cinderella while doing my nails and waiting for them to dry which was clearly a Mistake because now i can’t help but think -

the evil stepmother was always evil, okay. say her abuse of her own daughters was different than that of cinderella’s - but it was still abuse. giving them impossible expectations, telling them they were never good enough, never pretty enough, never smart enough. and then she gets married, and anastasia and drizella are ecstatic because this man seems kind and warm and maybe just maybe he can temper their mother, maybe with him around she won’t be so cruel. so they’re on their very best behavior in the beginning, they do just as their mother taught - they trot out their best upper court manners in an attempt to get their new stepfather to like them. but it just comes off as cold and snooty and they’re trying, they are, they’re just bad at it. and they see how he is with cinderella, the smiling girl their own age, and they are jealous. they don’t mean to be, they try not to be, they know it isn’t becoming of young ladies. but she gets hugs and kisses and affection and they get rulers slapped on their hands when they reach for desert and sharp jabs to their sides when they slouch and - soon they hate cinderella, not for anything she’s done, but for what she has and they dont

but then her father dies. and it’s all a tumble of things and cinderella is crying and they’ve lost their only chance at escaping their mother’s clutches and it’s terrible. and everything settles and there’s no reason to be jealous anymore but resentment is hard to let go of and they don’t know what to do. they’re only kids too after all. and they’re so terribly bad at comforting people, they can do flowery words and know all the right bows but cinderella is so sad and they just don’t know what to do with that, because they’re supposed to be sisters but they’re not even friends

and slowly but surely their mother starts abusing cinderella, starts making her a maid in her own home, and she’s their mother, what are anastasia and drizella supposed to do? she rules them with an iron fist, and cinderella doesn’t even like them anyway, it’s none of their business.

except one night anastasia crawls into her sister’s bed in the middle of the night and wakes her up. “i was thirsty,” she explains, eyes wide and shiny, and they’re bad at this with other people but drizella has no problems with pulling anastasia into her arms. the younger girl clutches her sister and continues, “i was thirsty and i went down to the kitchen to get some water and - and cinderella is still up! she’s doing the dishes, and she should be asleep, mom is going to make her make breakfast in the morning and -” she cuts herself off with a hiccup and whispers, “it’s not fair.”

“life isn’t fair,” drizella says, echoing one of their mother’s favorite phrases. but her sister is staring at her with wet eyes, and it’s not like their mother is likely to get up before sunrise anyway, she hates waking up, so she pulls herself and anastasia out of bed and off they go.

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I wouldn’t have it any other way

Lame adaptations and sequels are always like, “how can Mina go back to her stifling Victorian marriage after her experience with the dark, seductive Dracula??”

Meanwhile, Mina marries her best friend, who she’s known since they were children, who she share common interests with, they build a home together, work as partners, make immense sacrifices for each other, support each other through their traumas.

Guys, a marriage isn’t stifling and restrictive just because two people… get along, I guess?

Things I have learned by joining the local Methodist Church’s coffee & knitting circle (where I am the only person under 60 years old):

  • How to double knit very, very quickly
  • Mrs. Jonson on the third pew won’t mind her own business, bless her heart. And she buys her pies pre-made for all the church functions.
  • Ways that women cheated the system in 1950s Texas to get into college and start careers. Including a memorable “He told me I wouldn’t last a week, but then 6 years later, I had to let him go because his production was way down.” *drinks sip of coffee*
  • We Might Be Conservative But Gosh Darn That Trump Bless His Heart He Doesn’t Know Anything About God Or Texas
  • And On That Note, God And Texas Are The Only Good Things Left In The World. Erin Write That Down.
  • How to rescue a dropped stitch and make it look like it never happened
  • Public schools and inclusive, desegregated education will single-handedly save the world
  • Sharing recipes is a sacred bonding and community-building tradition that rivals the greatest political negotiations and land deals in history
  • “It’s better that you prefer girls honey, the Boyfriend Curse doesn’t apply to your girlfriend and a lovin’ god’ll keep on a-lovin. You better make that girl a sweater.’” 
    • (Boyfriend Curse = knit a sweater for a boy and he’ll leave you when you finish it)
  • Mrs. Barbara’s husband cheated in ‘76, resulting in a divorce. She thought it was the end of the world because her youth had already passed, but now she’s an engineer and married to a kind, good man who she met when she went back to college in ‘79.
  • “The only things you can trust in are God, your good sense, and the wisdom of those older women you grew up admiring. The rest is crap.”
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Hooded Crow

The hooded crow, with its contrasted greys and blacks, cannot be confused with either the carrion crow or rook. Except for the head, throat, wings, tail, and thigh feathers, which are black and mostly glossy, the plumage is ash-grey, the dark shafts giving it a streaky appearance. The bill and legs are black; the iris dark brown. Widely distributed, it is also known locally as Scotch crow and Danish crow. In Ireland it is called grey crow, just as in the Slavic languages and in Danish. In German it is called “mist crow” (“Nebelkrähe”). Found across Northern, Eastern, and Southeastern Europe, as well as parts of the Middle East.

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Still can’t figure out colors to save my damn life.
I headcanon that the reason Erina never re-married is because she could never find another man who could reach the impossibly high standards of both personality & physique set by Jonathan Joestar.

We Need To Talk About Ramona Blue:

TO EVERYONE WHO GAVE THIS BOOK ONE STAR WITHOUT READING IT:

First off, know that I am not going away. I am going to stand here and scream this from the rooftops as many times as I have to. Because I am tired of my voice and my story being drowned out. This book tells my story. If I get even one person to at least consider they might be wrong, if even one person buys this book because of me, then I’ve made a difference. 

I respect your opinion and based off of the original synopsis I completely understand why you felt that way - indeed I agree with you. I understand why the initial synopsis made you angry, really I do. The b.s. trope that lesbians (or any LGBT+ girl) can be ‘cured’ by finding the right boy is not just offensive and incorrect, but incredibly, incredibly harmful. And when it’s used as much as it is, it leads to people in the real world justifying their homophobic thoughts with - “I can f**k that girl, she’s secretly straight anyway. I can make her change her mind. She just needs the right guy.” Corrective rape is a very real danger and one that is directly impacted by words like those in that synopsis.

But this isn’t what the book is about. When the author, Julie Murphy @andimjulie, was informed of how offensive and harmful the synopsis/blurb was she started arranging to have it changed. Because here’s the thing: authors don’t get to write those. Some random person at the publishing house does. It’s that random person that made the harmful words and who misunderstood the book.

The new synopsis is up on this goodreads page now  . Please read it and maybe consider changing or removing your rating?

Because this book isn’t about 'lesbians can be cured.’ This book is about bisexual girls, girls just like me, who grow up not knowing that they are bi. Believing that because they like girls they must therefore be lesbians or because they like boys they must therefore be straight. I’m the latter; in this heteronormative world I spent years believing I was straight before I realised.

This book is for all the girls like me who think they fit into one box because they like someone and then one day, realise they have feelings for a different gender. It is about how confusing and scary and downright terrifying that is. It is about lying awake all night thinking “but does liking this boy mean i was straight all along?” “do i actually like him or is it because i’m supposed to?” it’s about worrying that you can’t change your identity because people already know you as a 'lesbian.’ Worrying that you’re just attention seeking or greedy or unable to make up your mind, that you’re on the fence and you need to choose.

This book is about the moment of relief when you finally find the name that suits you - bisexual. Or, perhaps when you decide that it’s okay to not know for sure right now. And how much weight is taken off you once you know who you are, and you have an identity.

I haven’t read the book yet but the new revised synopsis reflects that the book will actually be about those topics. You’re punishing the author for what someone else misunderstood and wrote as a harmful piece of promotion. Notice how different (and not harmful) the synopsis is now that it’s been written with the author’s suggestions instead of just by some dude? That to me suggests that the book itself, written entirely by her, will be much more like the new synopsis than the old one.

Oh, and you will also notice that I mentioned I haven’t read the book yet. So how then, you wonder, am I able to sit here and say that the book will be about all of the things above?

Because I am that girl. I went through all of those things. Mine was vice versa to Ramona - I believed that I had to be straight because I liked boys and if you like boys that’s all you can be right? Wrong. It was so, so hard for me to figure out who I am, where my place in this world is. It took me four years to get where I am (I’m 18 now). And I still haven’t finished this journey - my parents don’t know. I know, from reading this new synopsis, that that is what this book is about because I have lived it. I know because the author is bisexual, married to a man - she has lived it too.

Tumblr I just don’t get it. We cry and cry for more representation but when you have it you destroy it’s chances with negative reviews before it’s even begun. All because it’s the “wrong sort” of representation. You don’t want this bi girls story, my true story, because it shows that sometimes girls who like girls also like boys. Not always but sometimes. And sometimes we end up with those boys. 

Please, buy this book. Promote this book, please at least undo this low rating until you have read it. This book could have saved me so much heartache when I was fourteen. It could have let me know that I was not alone. It could have saved me six months of self-harm, an emotionally abusive relationship, bullying for being 'frigid.’

I didn’t have this book when I was facing all those things. But the next bi or pan girl could. We could save them.

Representation is important. Lesbian representation and positive, good representation at that, is important. But so is bi girl representation. And this book just happens to be one for the bi girls. This doesn’t have to be either or, bi girls existing doesn’t mean that lesbians do not. Please, let’s not harm each other’s chance at representation. Let’s support each other.

Please, at least let’s read this book before we give it a rating. Please help the next girl like me before she is hurt.

Together

“You’ve had some pretty bloody stupid ideas before, Remus Lupin, but this has got to be up there.”

Tonks buried her short nails into the palms of her hands, for fear of them shaking. A baby’s cry echoed from upstairs.

“This is it, Tonks. They need all the help they can get.”

“Then we both go.”

“No.”

Tonks silently cursed the day she married a man as stubborn as she was. It did not bode well for arguments.

“We’re partners, Remus. We fight together. That’s how it’s always been.”

“Not this time.”

She unclenched her fists, but there was nothing to hold on to, so she clenched them again.

“So you’re just going to leave? After last time?”

When Remus had returned and looked at her with broken eyes and held on to her as though he were falling, she had forgiven him. But she knew better than to trust in the promises he made. She had lost enough people to know those who leave don’t always have a choice.

“Dora, I don’t have a choice.”

“You do. This time, you do.” She closed her eyes and willed her voice not to waver. “I’m not asking you to stay behind. But we’re too out of practice… neither of us can fight like we used to. This won’t be a fair fight.”

Her voice remained steady but the tears in her eyes betrayed her, and Remus threaded his fingers through her own.

“You’ll die if you go there alone.”

Remus held her to his chest and she felt the rise and fall of it, his steady heartbeat. A hungry wail cut through the silent hallway, and she knew.

“Look after Teddy for me,” he whispered into her hair. Lilac shifted to a soft, pale blue. “I love you.”

After the door had clicked shut behind him, Tonks climbed the stairs to their son’s room. She picked him up and cradled him gently, ignoring how her stomach twisted as she smiled at their matching hair. She told him that Daddy had something important to do, but he couldn’t do it alone, so she was going to help him and make sure they both came home.

She hummed softly to drown out her thoughts whilst she wrote a letter to her mother.


Tonks ran through the dust and the chaos towards the Great Hall, knowing there wasn’t enough time but praying for it anyway. She felt the air crackle and her ears rang as she tore through the doors and she saw him, she saw his face and the way Dolohov drew back his wand and she didn’t hesitate before drawing back her own and screaming a curse.

Her aim was off – it hit the pillar by Dolohov’s head and showered him with rubble as he stumbled backwards. But she was by Remus’s side and he was filthy and bleeding from the head and alive, looking at her like she was the last thing left on earth.

Tonks knew there wasn’t enough time but prayed for it anyway as Dolohov found his footing and turned on them. Remus raised his wand and his free hand brushed hers.

“Together?”

Tonks looked past Dolohov into the eyes of her aunt.

“Together.”

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HOLY CRAP!!!!! DAMM!!!

This is Francesca Ramsey, notably from “MTV decoded” and the YT channel, all the “pro-black” “anti-white” crap she spouts(don’t believe me??? Watch her videos, and mtv decoded, you will see what i mean)…..SHE IS MARRIED TO A WHITE MAN!!!!!!! CRAP!!!! WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?????? Someone who slams white people for 300 years of black slavery, and that white people should pay for black peoples stuff/college IS MARRIED TO A WHITE PERSON!!!!!! thats some major internalized misogyny, and internalize patriarchy….she hates white people on YT, but has a white husband??? And does…umm…stuff with him…ya lets leave it at that….and now BLM has turned on her(andywarski YT channel, warski live #23) well…never saw that coming….

Lightsaber Battle - Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Words: 1358
Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader
Featuring: Tony Stark
Warnings: swearing, maybe
Requested by anon
Pietro and the reader having a lightsaber battle in the middle of the toy section
Summary: What happens when you and Pietro are in the toy section and Pietro is pracitcally a toddler in a store? Chaos ensues.
Authors Note: this was so much fun omf

Pietro Maximoff / Full Masterlist

Ao3


“Target could be my second home,” You marveled as you walked into the doors of the large store.

Pietro laughed. “Well, you do come here a lot.”

“Because I love it!” You squealed and walked to where the one-dollar section was.

With a roll of the eyes, he put his hand on your shoulder. “That, and Tony kicks us out of the base a lot.”

Shrugging, you picked up random things in the one-dollar bins. Tony does kick you two out of the base a lot, mainly because when you don’t have anything to do, you annoy someone until you are entertained and come up with something to do. He’s usually the easiest to annoy, not to mention that he gets annoyed really easily, and his reactions are typically the funniest.

You walked up to the nearest employee, doing like you and Pietro always do. “Excuse me, miss, where are the toasters?” You linked onto Pietro’s arm. “My husband is really worried about the fact that we do not have a toaster and I’m afraid he’s going to break down if he doesn’t see a toaster soon,” You told the girl who seemed to be a bit older.

She quickly directed you to where the toasters would be, and once she was out of sight, the two of you broke into a fit of laughter. “That was a good one. I’m really passionate about toasters,” He laughed. It was almost a tradition after the many times you two have been to Target recently, asking the staff random and strange questions. Sometimes he was your son, sometimes you were a random stranger, and today he was your husband. Of course, you two were only friends, which made it only funnier.

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To Propose

This is my impromptu thank you for reaching 1500 followers! Thank you so much my darlings- I love all of you and appreciate all of you- I am always happy to have a chat to you and get to know you, I LOVE MAKING FRIENDS!

Anyways- Here it is, my little thank you, 

How would the RFA + V + Saeran propose? 

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  • Yall: Lydia was so classy for not getting mad when Alec left her at the alter
  • Me, banging pots and pans together: she knew he was gay!!! She was gonna marry a man who she knew was gay and in love with another man!!! She was marrying him so she could be head of the institute!!! She was willing to let him deny who he was even though it was killing him for her dream job!!!! That's not classy bitch

the night before (pre-wedding night super short ficlet; Emma has trouble sleeping)
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She can’t sleep.

It’s stupid how much she’s come to rely on his warmth and the steady thump thump of his heart beneath her ear to lull her into dreamland. A few years earlier, she never thought she’d ever rely on anyone for anything, and yet here she is, lying in the big bed that belongs to her and her very-soon-to-be husband, a little jittery with nerves, full of excitement, and just too restless, too wired, and too dreadfully lacking of his physical presence to even close her eyes.

Tomorrow they will be married. Freaking married.

“I do.” She rolls the simple words around on her tongue like she’s tasting a fine wine, repeating them aloud in various cadences. “I do. I do. I… do.”

She sucks in a breath.

“I, Emma… take you, Killian… to be my husband.”

It feels so strange to say. She feels like she’s being shoved into the starring role of a play, having only glanced through the script once. It’s terrifying. But also not. In a way, it’s almost a relief to know that it will be over soon.

She doesn’t like thinking of it that way; it’s not that she isn’t looking forward to it. She most certainly is. It’s her wedding day. Like, him in a tux – she thinks he’ll be in a tux – and her in the classic, regal white gown that her mother helped her pick out. Her wedding day; as in, flowers and walking down the aisle with her parents at her side.

Her wedding day. The day she marries the man she loves oh so much, who loves her back. The day they become husband and wife.

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