this is how wonder woman should look like!

If Only We Had More Time - Three

a/n: sorry this took so long! i feel like i’m always apologizing for this kinda thing, but sometimes time just gets away from me with my classes and everything and i forget things until like 2 weeks later and it hits me that i should update fics! hopefully you guys aren’t too bothered by the waiting, thanks for reading this fic! i just looked at how many kudos and comments this has already and it’s insane, i hope you guys stick around for more! <3

rating: m

pairing: diana prince x steve trevor

ao3: (x)


“Thank you again for bringing me back here.” Diana said as the patrol car pulled up in front of the hotel.

“It’s no problem, it’s nice to know at least someone from that party will be getting home safe.” Steve said.

Before Diana could even make a move towards the door, Steve was already getting out of the car and walking around to her, pulling the door open for her. She missed that about Steve, his kind heart and nature; it was certainly even more rare in the times they lived in now.

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I don't think people who say we're overreacting about Wonder Woman understand

When you’re a girl, you don’t get to see women be cool, not as often as boys get to see men be cool.

You don’t get to see them fly and fight bad guys and be people you want to BE, do you know what I mean?

Guys get the cool super powers and girls get romance subplots.

Girls with powers are reduced to smaller roles and we have to make up fanfics and extended material that makes them the main character cuz male writers don’t need them for anything but romance plots.

Just look at girls on Tumblr.

Obsessed with white males.

Love em.

Can’t get enough of that white guy named Chris.

Why?

I assume because they’re attractive in every socially constructed way.

And because they get to be the telekinetic, edgy angsty guy whose mom died who deserves all of our sympathy and attention.

So when people say Wonder Woman is a great movie but people are exaggerating how important it is that she be a role model, or that girls should look up to their mothers…

Like you don’t get how cool it is to be able to see someone like you do cool stuff. Your mom is great but she’s mundane, no offense to mothers. She’s not magical, she’s the kind of person you don’t appreciate until you’re older. And she’s not the type of person EVERYONE knows and recognizes and looks up to. Wonder Woman is, well now she really is. And she’s visible, she’s much more tangible, as fictional characters always ARE to mainstream audiences. So little girls get to see this awesome fictional lady…

-and you don’t have to pretend you’re a guy.

You don’t have to pretend that you’re not different from the people we’ve been told are the “desirable” people to be.

Wonder Woman is not only a great movie and a lovely social commentary.

But on a basic level, the more subconscious level of internalized feelings, of self identity and self love ?

I mean, are you a heartless monster or do you really have a problem with girls, and boys too, seeing a woman kick ass and not be the object of desire.

But the person everyone wants to be?

You show girls that they can be awesome, that they have more of a role in human existence than just being shallow love interests and you show boys that there are women they can look up to.

You got this larger than life woman acting as an icon for everyone, and for ONCE, this icon is female. Yes, the human race is represented, and idealized, in super heroes. Who are often male. Which says that our idealized self…is male.

So Wonder Woman being an idealistic superhero, our perfect self, the human shaped being we want to be…well. She’s female and BY WANTING TO BE HER…we say that there is nothing wrong with being female.

And yes yes yes yes argue that they have real life women they could look up to.

But do you really think most little boys want to learn about Madam Curie or Queen Isabella or Antoinette?

That’s boring history stuff.

Wonder Woman reaches a huge audience.

She’s more tangible, for children that is.

She feels more real than stuffy historical figures.

Stop acting like Wonder Woman being a role model is to be underplayed or devalued.

It’s important for people to feel EXCITED and exhilarated by a super hero who’s not a straight white snarky nihilistic male.

It gets their dusty little hearts beating and their minds thinking, hopefully.

Will it change anything politically, no.

Wonder Woman can’t impeach trump unfortunately.

But can it change how girls see themselves, how boys see women, how people look at what it means to be human?

Well maybe.

So TL;DR- shut up. Wonder Woman is amazing. And shame on you for trying to take her away from children, you’re a menace and I need to talk to you, adult to adult.

I need a moment. Today at Tampa Bay Comic Con, I had a little girl run up to me screaming “STARFIRE STARFIRE MOMMY OH MY GOSH LOOK!” She told me all about how I was her favorite Teen Titan and how much she loved my show. She kept looking into my eyes and telling me how beautiful they were. I was wearing green sclera contacts, you can see them in he video I recently posted. She also played with my hair and I thought I was going to melt because of the cuteness. When I said I liked her Wonder Woman outfit, she said I should put stars on my shirt since I was from “space and stuff like that.” I told her I’d have to ask Robin first, and she literally squealed. “You have to because Robin’s the leader!! Is he here today too?!” I told her yes, but he was on a secret mission and hiding somewhere.
Moral of the story - whenever you talk badly about the new Teen Titans Go, remember who it’s geared towards. Yes, I miss the titans I grew up with, but I adore the fact that little ones will grow up loving the same characters I do today.

I came across this short documentary in an ice show and through this, we can see how much the disaster affected Yuzu (this cut is from yusu01207′s video, thank you so much for uploading it)

Earlier part for context:

He went to Ishinomaki, Miyagi (an area that was hit really hard in 2011 Earthquake and Tsunami) in June 2014 to thank the junior high schoolers there for their support for him during Sochi.

Narr: He decided to go there after much hesitation

Y: I was wondering if I should go. I’ve been thinking a lot whether anything would change if I go. It feels like (going) would be trampling all over people’s feelings.

Narr: His sensitive heart continues to shake/waver

[He went to a hill where you can see how the disaster destroyed a very big area where there used to be many houses and people.]

Y: I wonder if they made it up this far (to the hill to escape)…

Rough translation of this cut:

[talking with local people who recognized him]

Woman: You look great now that I see in person, your face is so small, and you look really smart….

Man: So you get recognized everywhere you go?

Yuzu: Just recently….*laughs*

Man: Everything, from my wife, my house, my dog, to my cabin, prefab,… everything and everyone were washed away, there was nothing left.

Woman: Even his wife were washed away…

Narr: the harsh reality of Ishinomaki, the harsh reality of the earthquake disaster

Woman: Thank you very much!

Man: Please keep doing your best! I will be watching you from TV.

Yuzu: Thank you very much! (after parting with them) It’s heart-breaking, so painful! Though I’m happy that (my performances) pleased them, afterall, it’s hard/painful! Though they are smiling right now, to come this far, how much troubles they had to suffer through,… when I think about it, I feel so guilty *laughs* This is hard, so painful, it’s so painful I tell you *laughing while holding his chest and wiping his nose*

[when he walked down the path where many houses were washed away; it is reported that 3529 people died and 436 are still missing]

Yuzu: When I think that there used be real houses here, at night everyone slept here, the weight of those numbers is just… (too much)

Personally this is just so heartbreaking for me. Also, you can see how hard it is for Yuzuru, his body language clearly showed he was suffering: he keeps blinking, wiping his nose, and tried to laugh it off while holding his chest.

Still, the latter part of the video is actually much more positive so if please watch more of it in the link guys!

[edit] I made some correction in the translation. Thank you so much to @tadakixd for pointing out my mistakes. Please message me if you guys see any mistake in this as well, mistakes are a part of learning afterall :D

       Although I respect people’s opinions, I can never bring myself to understand why there is so much hatred for Hinata. She loved Naruto since the very very beginning. I think that itself is enough reason to adore her because she was never against him. He didn’t have to prove himself to her and she acknowledged his beautiful personality before anything else. Meanwhile, mostly everyone had to witness Naruto’s physical strength before actually taking him seriously. Hinata was on Naruto’s side even before he could summon a shadow clone properly, before he could call himself a ninja, when everyone was so fixated on the nine tails that they treated him like he wasn’t human. 

     Forgive me if it seems like I’m comparing but when people put team 7 before everything, I close my ears. Don’t get me wrong, I love team 7 but when I think about Naruto, I don’t just solely think about Team 7. When we put team 7′s bonds before everything else, we are demolishing the bonds that Naruto shared with others. We are demolishing the fact that Naruto was alone. Every aspect (even the bad ones) in Naruto’s life should all be taken into account and not just a fraction of it. The fact that he found the woman of his life, I would think that people would be happy because the manga starts with this…

And ends with…

     If you truly think about it, Naruto’s life is being told chronologically from his years as a boy, to a teen, to a young adult, to a full grown man. The ending is quite beautiful because it shows us just how much Naruto has grown; the fact that he found love! Who would have ever thought that knucklehead Naruto would get married… being the first one out of Konoha 11 at that?! It shows that in the very beginning, he was bereft of love… and the ending is basically his earned blessing because now, he’s united with the woman who loved him even when he was just that kid who sat on the swings and sadly watched everyone from afar.  It depicts his adulthood. When watching this wedding, we shouldn’t be thinking “Why did it not end with team 7!” Instead, we should be thinking “Naruto has grown up” or “He’s not that kid anymore!” It’s his wedding. That marks one of the best days of his life. 

     Meh, everyone’s entitle to think what they want. This is just how I look at it. This is why I truly adore Hinata and the ending. While I do feel like Kishimoto should have added more into the ending, I am still grateful for the results. In fact, it makes me want to cry when taking in the beginning of the manga to the ending. Watching Naruto as that lonely kid and seeing him now…Kishimoto did such a wonderful job with explaining the aspects of Naruto’s life. I am so proud of Naruto. He’s accomplished so much and now he’s gifted with a woman with such a beautiful heart.

   She even faced death for him. We see this puny little kunoichi fight a super strong evil shinobi like Pein and lost with the intent of  protecting and revealing her love for someone who has saved her from herself; someone who broke the chains of insecurity and self affliction out of her. That itself tells you that Hinata has a story of her own. She went through spiritual battles herself so you shouldn’t trivialize her feelings and the role she plays in Naruto’s life. She’s a person too… and she is not perfect. People spend so much time with expressing their hatred for her character when even Hinata herself admits her flaws and expresses her need for change; expresses how she doesn’t even like herself. 

    In a way it’s kind of like you tell someone “I hate you” and they respond “I hate myself.” She’s not ignorant of her character flaws and that itself makes her even more of an incredible character because this whole time, she acknowledged her bad sides and it gave her more of a reason to want to change into someone stronger. Naruto was the prime source of her strength because he is the perfect example of what she’s trying to become. He motivated her to pick herself up and continue to work hard as both a person and a ninja. In return, she felt like she owed him her life which is why she didn’t care if she died on the battle field. Her sacrifice confirmed how strong and genuine her love really is. This moment in the manga defines just how strong Hinata had become over the years as both a person and a ninja.

      I don’t see why it is a problem that she wants to be by Naruto’s side. We are already aware of the fact that she loved him since young. When you love someone, being by their side is more like an instinct. This is why she impulsively intervened in the battle the way she did… and other times…

    And, you wanna know something that I find hysterically hilarious? Is that she actually makes it her duty to be by his side. She legit wants to protect Naruto more than he does for her. She wants to be there for him more than she is actually capable… and she BLAMES HERSELF for why he always ends up being the one to save her in the end. It’s hilarious because this girl legit loves this guy and there are still people that don’t actually realize that (I respect your feelings though, but still). Even when she is tired and out of energy, she still tries to make a way to be by his side. Even when she knows she will die, she still tries to find a way. It is plain and simple… Hinata LOVES Naruto. Period, point blank.

    But then again, who’s to say that she’s the only impulsive one? 

              Those subconscious feelings are stronger than a bitch. 

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Every time she helps Naruto, it is suddenly a “problem”. But, the crazy thing is… every time she DOES help him, he BENEFITS from it completely.

   He even admits it every time. If it wasn’t for Hinata’s encouragement, he would have never had the confidence to defeat Neji in the final competition. In fact, he probably would have gotten his ass kicked simply put ^_^ He even THANKS Hinata for uplifting him so sincerely. Naruto’s depression vanished very quickly and now he is back to being himself… positive and full of energy; full of life and strength. Turns out, he actually likes Hinata as a person and understands her better.

   Even her intervention during his battle with pein benefited him seeing that Naruto was going to die on spot after all. Next thing you know, he was able to meet his father, he was able to defeat pein, rewarded the title of the village hero, and luckily for him, he is still alive.  He even acknowledges that Hinata’s sacrifice was a “save” on his part. He knows that Hinata wants to protect him hence he clearly assured her that she has already been doing that.

        You want to know what’s really interesting about this panel? It reminds me of this…

     Mind you, Naruto wasn’t exactly confident about his match against Neji (Like I mentioned before). Hinata uplifted him very quickly just like Naruto was able to uplift her as soon as he sensed how dejected she felt for being saved by him during the war. They are both very good at encouraging each other. It’s like an “eye for eye” sort of thing because they have the answer to each other’s insecurity. You would think that Naruto would have shared his worry to this team mates for those who believe that Team 7 is EVERYTHING. But apparently, he didn’t. For a girl that he considered weird, gloomy, dark , and timid , it truly amazes me that he entrust telling her about his weaknesses than the people he’s been “bonded” with throughout his early journey as a ninja. I’m not necessarily belittling the importance of Team 7 but rather proving that it is NOT the most important thing in the series. We have to be mindful of other characters too because they contribute a lot to Naruto’s character alone.

     He even acknowledges the fact that she saved him from falling into the traps of Obito.  He genuinely thanks her and also acknowledges that she “stayed at his side.” So, if Naruto can happily come to terms with that, then I don’t see the “problem.” In the end, he is back on his feet and being the happy knucklehead that we all know and love. We should be happy that Naruto has people like Hinata in his life that will sacrifice a leg and an arm for him; like his parents, like neji, etc. When putting Team 7 over everything, you are forgetting about those other precious people and things that were put in action to ensure his growth, his potential, and the extent of his passionate feelings as a character. Deny it or not, Hinata aligns with all of that and there is nothing no one can do about it. 

   “But Hinata isn’t relevant to the series because she doesn’t get a lot of                                                screen time.” 

Does the quantity of moments dictate how strongly Naruto feels about a person? Are we really going to let time away from a character dictate someone’s relevance to another person? Because, as far as I’m concern, Naruto has never spent a day with his mom or dad… but they are still upheld as important to him. Sasuke has been away from the leaf village for over 2 years. Even in their adult life, Sasuke has been away from the village for around 12 years (if I’m correct). It doesn’t change the fact that Naruto and Sasuke are very close. If screen time was genuinely relevant, then he would have let Sasuke go over the years that he actually spent time trying to find him. Jiraya has been dead for quite a long time… but Naruto’s feelings for Jiraya hasn’t changed. He still cherishes his god father with every drip of blood in his body. Gaara and Naruto are from different villages (we don’t get to see Gaara all of the time) but even that doesn’t dictate his bond with Naruto. Shikamaru is not even on Team 7 but he and Naruto are basically close as well… just like the of rest of konoha 11. Iruka hasn’t had all the screen time in the world but who did naruto ask to be his father in the wedding? Naruto even cherishes that sweet adorable ramen guy (the dude who NEVER gets screen time).  So, can we please stop making everything about screen time? It doesn’t necessarily matter. The QUALITY of the moments he share with another character is what truly defines those special bonds. Believe it or not, he shared quality moments with Hinata hence there would be no point in the genjutsu meaning anything to him. Once he was able to genuinely decipher those moments, that is when he came to terms with his own feelings for the Hyuga. He was able to realize how he felt about Hinata all along… and it didn’t take THOUSANDTHS of moments for that to happen.

I was at Walgreens buying my brother a birthday card. An elderly woman was also in the aisle. She said “can you believe they have wedding cards for two men and look even two women!”

[screams internally]

But she then said “I’ve seen so many changes in my 80 years, it’s wonderful how things are moving forward.”

[internal tears of joy]

She then mentioned that she didn’t know any gay people but that everyone should be treated like they would want to be treated. I smiled and said “you know one now” and pointed at myself. She smiled, patted my shoulder and said “now I do”.

Sorry. He’s Busy Right Now.

Norman Reedus x Reader | 18+ Only | NSFW |

Summary: Reader meets Norman at a con and things get heated. I just, I had to. ;)

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Your lips beamed the brightest smile you had worn in quite a while as you watched the man in front of you usher you down the hall, his hand in yours, as his eyes darted around the empty hallway. You stared up and giggled at him as his eyes shifted nervously around in the elevator as you rode together, side by side, to the 18th floor. You stared at the button as it lit up and your eyes darted over to the heavy metal doors as they opened. Your heart starts to race as you nervously think about what is to come next, your body was wildly on board for what was about to come next.

Norman pulled you down the 18th floor’s hallway, winding around a time or two, before finally reaching his room, number 1890. You rub your hands together and self-consciously look down, trying to calm your racing heart. It was like the first time you’d kissed someone, you heart was pounding and your breathing became heavy. It was the first time in a long time you had been with anyone, not to mention Norman Fucking Reedus!

You stare up into the dark doorway and you see his amazing silhouette in the shadows beyond the threshold, beckoning you with his arms open, to cross over into his heaven. You bite your lip, take a deep breath, and nearly run into the room. You instantly wrap your arms around him, now that you know it is just the two of you, and lean your body against his.

Norman catches you with a huff and a smile as you lay your head on his shoulder and look up into his eyes in complete loving wonder. Norman nudged his nose down to yours before walking you both backwards into the door, he used his right hand to lock the deadbolt and the chain, while his left arm wrapped firmly around your body, holding it to his. He didn’t stop there, he walked further and further back until your back pressed harshly against the wooden surface behind you as he pressed his body into yours, pinning you to the door with his hips. He removed the arm that was wrapped around you and put both his arms domineeringly up over your head as he pressed his core into yours and stared darkly into your eyes.

You stare up at him with innocent, yet wild eyes, as your breathing becomes heavier and you feel yourself getting the urge to put even pressure onto your core because of his actions, you press your hips up into his harder, needing to find some relief to the way he was making you feel.

He grunts and rocks his core and clothed cock into your body a few times, causing your eyes to close and your mouth to moan out in praise, “Oh yeah…” You moaned quietly, as if only to yourself.

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The Other Side of the Ocean - Chapter 2

This is a Taylor & Joe fanfic. FYI this chapter is long (8800 words), basically two chapters in one. 

Need to catch up? Read the prologue here and Chapter 1 here.


The next week was a busy one for Taylor. She’d flown back to Nashville to rehearse for her upcoming concert, taking time to check in with her mom and dad. Every time she went home to Tennessee, it was her tradition to go to her mom’s house for a long, relaxing dinner. Taylor loved to cook, but, she also appreciated the opportunity to go home, sink into her mom’s huge couch with a glass of wine and just… be.  Let her mom take care of her.

And Andrea, she wasn’t quiet about the chance to have either or both of her kids back in the house, pamper them, dote on them, make their favorite foods, and just … be their mom.  It just wasn’t the same having adult children. ‘Mom’ takes on a whole new meaning when the kids are grown and out of the house, and she enjoys the chance to be ‘Mom’ again just as much as her kids enjoy the chance to just be (sort of) kids again.  

This time around, Andrea provided a little extra pampering, because as the first half-day of rehearsals wrapped up, Taylor found herself knocked to the ground with a staggering cold virus. She tried Echinacea tea, honey tea, cayenne pepper tea, both a nebulizer and an inhaler, hot steam, drank two gallons of water a day and slept ten hours at night. She spent the whole day on the couch tucked under a giant blanket, Netflix quietly playing from the tv while she dozed on and off. But this cold was relentless. She had the chills, runny nose, fever, headache, body ache, … basically the whole nine yards.

And with the concert just days away, she was slightly freaking out about the fact that her voice sounded like a frog.

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Changed Education (Alexander Hamilton x Reader)

Requested By: Anonymous

Summary: You are a strong, independent, and outspoken woman who fights for what she believes in. Your passion just so happens to be changing the education system. Watch as you meet Alexander and try to achieve your goal.

Warnings: None

Time Period: Hamiltime

Words: 2000

A/N: Yes, I am alive. I know this took way longer than it should have, but I needed to take the time to get it so I liked it. To apologize, staring today, I will post a new story every day for the next 5-7 days.To the requester I hope this is what you were looking for. I enjoyed writing this so much, it was an interesting topic I wouldn’t have explored without this request. I hope you and enjoy and have a wonderful day!

It was extremely difficult for a woman to advance far in education, especially during the 1700′s. Most narrow-minded men believed a woman should only need to know how to write her name and read her religious book. Other than that, men only expected a woman to know how to cook, clean, and take of children.

Luckily, you had grown up in a household with your mother who was a strong, independent woman, and you father who supported women in their fight for education equality. They both disagreed with society’s expectations of a women and began educating you from a young age.

Unlike many girls of your time, you had the opportunity to study literature, writing, arithmetic, science, and even a bit of politics. This combined with your upbringing, turned you into a woman who was unafraid to stand up against egotistical men who believed women were beneath them. Many a times, you had almost gone head to head with somebody over a comment on your knowledge.

However, while you were extremely proud of your intelligence, it made it hard to hold friendships and even harder to find a man who wanted to court you. Most times when you would start a relationship, you were told by the men to stop reading because it wasn’t right for a woman. If they ever did say this, you would slap them, remind them that woman were just as, if not more, capable as men, and would leave.

For this reason, you tried to avoid balls and other social situations as much as possible. They were often an uncomfortable event where you found yourself off to the side, alone, while you watched your best friend Angelica Schuyler dance the night away.

Angelica was similar to you, really. She was intelligent, witty, outspoken, and very stubborn. So stubborn that she was able to convince you to join her at the Winter’s Ball that was being hosted at the end of the week. Although you tried to get out of it, she begged and pleaded with you until you couldn’t say no.

The night of, she let you borrow one of her dresses and helped you to curl your hair to perfection. As you stood in front of the mirror, gazing at your reflection, you had to admit that you looked beautiful. With all the work you did, it was uncommon for you to dress up, so it was a nice change.

Walking side by side, Angelica made you promise her something.

“Promise me you will find at least one man to dance with tonight.” she pleaded.

“Angelica, you know it’s unlikely I will find anyone to dance with tonight.” you sighed, fiddling with your dress.

Eventually, you ended up promising her that you would dance at least once tonight. Not long after you both entered the ball, Angelica was swept away by a solider who had been tripping over himself just to impress her.

You smiled from the side as you watched Angelica go from one man to the next, dancing the night away. The familiar feeling of awkwardness feel over you as you stood alone. Looking around the room, you sighed once you realized nearly every man was dancing with a woman already.

In all honest, you were about to leave when someone began to head your way. As the mysterious man drew closer, you groaned internally when you recognized him as Charles Lee. While you had never met the man, you had heard from multiple people that he was highly annoying.

Now standing directly in front of you, Lee gave a small bow, and you curtsied back only because it was polite. He held out an arm for you and had to restrain yourself from rolling your eyes.

“Would you allow me the honor of accompanying you for a dance?” he asked you.

Silently, you nodded and let him lead you to the dance floor. He rested his one arm on your waist and took hold of the other hand, while your free hand rested on his shoulder. Then the dance began and you prayed for it to be over. Eventually, he tried to make small conversation.

“Tell me something about yourself, Miss. (y/ln).” he commanded gently with a smile.

You thought for a moment before you spoke. “Well, right now I am trying to raise enough money to become a certified teacher and then open up a school for girls, I-” you stated explaining passionately before you were interrupted.

“Ha!” Lee laughed after you. “I would quit your dreams now. Women have no reason to get an education, and it makes even less sense for them to be teaching.” he jeered.

Instantly, you stopped dancing and stared incredulously at the man in front of you. “How dare you?” you accused. “Do you not realize that education is wasted on egotistical men who are too blind and stuck up to appreciate what they have. Woman are just as capable, even more, as men and we do deserve to get out education.” you shouted.

“Do not attempt to contact me the rest of the night.” you warned and slapped Lee before storming away back to the corner you stood in originally.

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OK but comics!Diana and Steve need to get married and have a beautiful superpowered baby girl. Jon and Damian start arguing all the time on how she should be raised.

“What are you doing?”

“Training her. What does it look like I’m doing?”

“She’s only four!”

“I know, she started way too late. I started training as soon as I could walk. Catching her up will be difficult.”

“Are you crazy??”

“Of course not, we don’t want her to end up like you, do we? We need a Wonder Girl ASAP to pick up your slack.”

“Better than her turning out like you, weirdo. Come on, Etta.”

“Hey, bring her back here!”

“Only if you can catch me, shorty!”

“YOU INSOLENT ALIEN SCUM I SWEAR–”

So I just gotta say something about Wonder Woman. And it’s gotta do with one of the themes at least I saw in the movie. And that’s the “goodness of humanity”.

Cause let’s face it. That’s something that comes up in a lotta movies, especially superhero movies. How many are there where the hero is about to give up but then they see some small act of kindness or some sacrifice and they are suddenly infused righteousness and faith in humanity?

A whole heck of a lot.

And sure there’s some of that in WW. But i wanna say that there’s also some of the opposite.

Look at the scene in the base after Diana kills General Ludendorff and she’s talking to Steve about how the fighting should have stopped and he’s cupping her face talking about humanity. Normally in a scene like that you’d expect the monologue to be about how humanity is good and stuff. But that’s not what’s happening. Steve is honestly trying to explain to Diane that humanity is rather bad and screwed up and terrible. But he’s still fighting to “save today” and he wants her to “save tomorrow”.

Wonder Woman doesn’t say humans are inherently good.

It says maybe we’re not.

But that doesn’t mean we’re not worth saving.

But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try.

I can’t help but feel like setting Wonder Woman in WW1 is a lazy writing technique when it comes to writing ‘strong’ women, like… there’s something very specific about setting something far enough back that any misogyny WW faces can be written off as “that’s how it was back then because History” and played as a joke (haha! she struggles with Edwardian skirts! haha! women back then! so repressed! look, men don’t think she should be in a war, aren’t they silly!) while simultaneously and conveniently avoiding having to address that modern misogyny is Still A Thing.

Gal Gadot Was Pregnant When She Filmed Wonder Woman, And I Was Lazy and Full Of Rage

I just took Frankie on our relaxing evening walk. On our previous relaxing walk, Frankie had a seizure, and on this one, she lunged at a pit bill, so as usual, my anxiety levels are through the roof. It’s 8:13pm, I don’t feel like working, I have so much to do, and I haven’t even touched my fairy novel yet. I walked 18,000 steps today, and I made a delicious sweet corn pasta for dinner.

All of this to say, I need to weigh in on the Gal Godot playing Super Woman thing. People say Gal Godot is too good looking, and also, to talk about how good looking she is is offensive to women. I hate using two verbs in a row like that.

Do you know what, I’m sick of that. Why can’t beautiful women also be smart, strong, badass, and fucking wonderful? Why can’t they be representative of women in general? Just because Gal Godot is a genetic freak – as are all great beauties – it doesn’t mean we should judge her. We should feel happy to be able to watch her on screen because trust me, if Gal Godot was played by Emma Watson the whole movie would have been “eh” just like Beauty and the Beast.

Today I found out that Gal Godot was 5 months pregnant when she was filming Wonder Woman. I’ve been thinking a lot about my pregnancy lately because last year, at this time, I was fucking miserable. I was about 7 months pregnant, and I looked like God played a cruel joke on me and stuffed me full of either an obese 9-month-old or a very tiny Chinese pre-teen gymnast. 

I could barely walk. I was in literal constant pain. I did not sleep. I was depressed.

When I was five months pregnant, it was a little bit better, but I remember having to go review a show, and being so exhausted from the effort of having to go see the show that I literally went to bed at 3pm. Not a joke. I went to bed, and stayed in bed for the rest of that day until 10am the next morning. That’s how tired I was. Shit, I could barely fucking walk to the dog park, forget about having to pretend I thought that a guy named Steve played by Chris Pine was the love of my life.

Anyway, this post is fucking stupid, but I’m happy I wrote it. Let’s celebrate that beautiful women exist rather than exclude them for their beauty. It’s clear Gal Gadot wasn’t starving herself, by the way, and even if she was, she has a disease.  Am I even spelling Gal Gadot right. Who fucking cares. See you later, fools.

One Hell of a Lucky Guy

Steroline (sort of?) AU future fic - prompt what if Caroline meet one of Stefan’s doppelgangers in the future. Chapters: 1

Chapter 2

Caroline paced around the main entrance of her school trying to make sense of the events from two days ago while downing her third cup of coffee that morning. Besides the needed caffeine intake her appetite was insatiable. She’d eaten a three egg western omelette, five pancakes, three waffles and more bacon then she’ll ever admit to. She knew she needed to chill, this was a completely normal occurrence after all, well “normal” being relative to the balance of magic and nature creating doppelgangers of the first original immortals, but normal none the less. This wasn’t even the first Stefan-ganger she’d encountered, thinking back to poor Tom Avery who ended up being a sacrificial lamb to the travelers decades ago.

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In a Name: Ch 2

@hannah-caitlynn @graysonmalfoy @falltoashes @solsticestorm @bingewatchingmylifegoby @elenoranave @incadinkadoo @melanin—senpai

Hope this tagging thing works (sorry about the weird format, the transferal is weird)


“What’s gotten into you?” Nox asked, as soon as he entered the shop and there was no one else around.

“What are you talking about?” You replied, trying to keep the slight blush from your cheeks.

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First Sentence Writing Prompt 13

An anon asked me to do all the prompts on the First Sentence Writing Prompt list. So here we go!

Feel free to suggest more prompts if you wish. I’m struggling to write for my other fics and Simsrena and I find in order to get my muse back I need to keep writing. So it’s a win win for everyone :)

13. Well that’s the single most impressive things I’ve ever seen someone do.

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“Well that’s the single most impressive things I’ve ever seen someone do.”

Bernie looked up at the sound of someone’s voice. The woman, a tall natural red head that was probably as young as Charlotte, smiled down at her. The woman offered her a bottle of water and Bernie took it with an awkward smile of thanks, unable to speak while she caught her breath.

“You’re Ms Wolfe, aren’t you? Ex army?”

Bernie nodded as she got up from the floor and took a long, and much needed, drink from the bottle.

“You’ve kept in very good shape if you don’t mind me saying,” the red head grinned and Bernie felt the other woman’s eyes travel up her body.

“Who are you?” Bernie asked after a moment.

“Celia Jefferies,” the woman smiled brightly. “I’m an F2, transferred from Guys two weeks ago and I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

Bernie narrowed her eyes. “Why did you transfer?” She knew the woman was flirting with her and she didn’t want to encourage her. The annual Holby Obstacle Course was supposed to be a bit of fun to raise funds for the Children’s Ward at Holby City. The course had been far harder than any of them had expected and all Bernie could think about now was going home, taking a long shower and curling up on the sofa with her favourite brunette. Maybe she would even get a sympathetic back massage from said brunette. Whatever happened, she wouldn’t be finding out any time soon with Celia Jefferies standing in her way.

“I want to be a trauma surgeon,” she said eagerly. “What better place to learn then here where the best trauma surgeon is a consultant?” Celia bit down on her bottom lip and gave a shy smile from under her eyelashes. Perhaps had this been another time, Bernie would have been interested. As it were, she couldn’t be less interested. “Is it an annual thing?” Celia continued when Bernie didn’t reply. “I’d love to give it ago next year but I’ll need to train. I’d love a body like yours… perhaps you could should me? How to train I mean… I learn much better from being hands on…”

Bernie stared at the young woman, trying to calm herself before sending her away.

“Bernie!”

Bernie let out a sigh of relief at the sound of an all too familiar voice and she smiled. She had just turned around to look in the direction the voice came from when a body collided with her, almost knocking the wind out of her lungs.

“Oh you were wonderful!” Serena’s lips caught hers and Bernie chuckled against her as she wrapped her arms around her waist.

“I can’t believe how fast you were,” Morven said excitedly.

“I think you’re the fastest person I know,” Jason smiled proudly.

“I really wish I’d put money on this,” Fletch said and Serena rolled her eyes as she pulled away from Bernie.

“Now, now Fletch this is a fundraiser,” Serena slapped him on the chest playfully. 

“Well exactly!” He grinned.

Bernie caught Raf looking over her shoulder and she only just remembered what had happened just before they arrived.

“Hello,” Raf said with a slight frown. He glanced at Bernie as everyone else turned to look at Celia.

“Hi,” Celia smiled and blushed profusely. “It er… it was nice to meet you Ms Wolfe…” she said before making a quick getaway.

“Who was that?” Raf asked as he watched her walk away.

“A new F2,” Bernie smirked. “Don’t bother Raf, she doesn’t bat for your team.”

Fletch laughed and patted Raf on the back. “The lesbians get all the fun, don’t they mate?”

Bernie smiled and glanced toward Serena who was watching her with an amused smirk. “Is my Big Macho Army Medic at risk of being stolen away by a pretty little red head?” she teased.

Bernie rolled her eyes. “Not a chance,” she said, hooking an arm around Serena’s waist and leaning in to kiss her neck. “You’re stuck with me, Ms Campbell.”

“Oh heavens,” Serena smirked and hooked her own arm around Bernie’s waist in return as they walked back toward the hospital. “However will I cope?”

“I’m sure we’ll think of something,” Bernie smirked as she felt Serena’s hand slip down across her arse and squeeze it. “We’ll definitely think of something.”

@onlyshestandsthere replied to your postAnyone else thoroughly not into the idea of a DCEU…

I’d actually really love it. Maybe they’ll mess it up, but I’d love to see a more ‘alien’ Kara. I love the show, but it’s not giving me the depth of character I’m looking for, at least S2 isn’t. DCEU Kara would be very interesting to see. The Injustice version is also hella cool. And she might be in Young Justice S3. Give me all the Karas, is what I’m saying.

I just have so many reservations because either she’ll be cute and light, which is Melissa’s current mark on the character, or she won’t, and people will praise it as better than the show’s version because she’s darker.

A lot of what makes Melissa’s Supergirl so great was how girly she is. And that’s what’s gonna be criticized if a more serious DCEU Supergirl comes along and does well. Not the shitty choices they made in season one, but the show’s Kara as a character. The same dumb misogynistic criticisms the show had in season one.

Hell, if this Supergirl has a bigger cup size, you know that fanboys are gonna be like “This is how Supergirl should look!” and I’m not looking forward to it.

Listen, Supergirl messed a lot up this season, but I can’t imagine a greater depth for this character. They haven’t touched upon it enough recently by any means, but it’s still intrinsically within her and I’m looking forward to future possibilities and to them hopefully fixing their mistakes.

And honestly? The DCEU got Wonder Woman right but has not lived up to that ideal in other areas, so I don’t trust that they’ll be offering her some new depth of character. I mean, I wasn’t fond of the way they’ve handled Clark’s storyline, because it lacked that same light.

And I just want Melissa to be this generation’s live action Supergirl in the same way Grant is this generation’s Flash, because she’s so right for it and represents something so bright, even if there have been some crap choices made for her.

And people are not as critical of Grant as they are of Melissa (for… reasons you can guess), so he is able to withstand both his show’s issues and a new movie version better than Melissa can for Supergirl. And frankly Melissa’s interpretation is tacking a shit ton of criticism for another (male) character’s actions and it doesn’t sit well with me.

I just I don’t think we need another live action Supergirl iteration right now, I can’t imagine it giving me anything better than this Supergirl is capable of. I think we should focus our energy in giving this Supergirl the storylines she deserves. 

I want women to stop feeling subconsciously pressured into acting as uncomplicated, laid back and far from the stereotype “annoying girlfriend” as possible.

I want women to stop priding themselves on not being “like other girls”, on not “hiding behind makeup”,  on being “like a dude”.

I want women to stop ridiculing “skinny bitches” that order small salads at a steakhouse just as much as “fat cows” that obviously “let themselves go”.

I want women to stop trying so hard to be different from what “most women” are like in front of a potential male partner solely to impress him.

Women are raised to believe they’re in a constant competition with other females. We never even question it. The questions that really bother us are: Who of us is prettier? Who of us is skinnier? Who is more succesful? Has the better warderobe? Makes more money? Who of us gets the guy?

We try to distance ourselves from all the negative prejudices that are associated with women to impress men and to  come off like a good catch, like a keeper.

And this isn’t even our fault.

It’s the fault of the disappointingly tiring binary society we grew up in.

Everything that’s typically male is cool, funny, dorky, and even if it’s a negative characteristic, it’s still made out to be adorable in a way. Our society has a thing for romanticizing bad traits in males, whether they go to extremes, such as fueling the “sexy” hysteria revolving around an emotionally and physically abusive character like ‘Fifty Shades Of Grey’s Christian with more “love stories” on twisted doms with a soft spot for shy girls or whether they stick to a less provocative, more relatable behaviour: There’s award winning TV shows that glorify immature, antisocial and rude men, portraying them as the heroes of the somehow still succesful same damn underdog - storyline of every other sitcom and we feel compassion for those “stupid little boys” who don’t know how to cook or do their laundry instead of indignation, which we’d feel if Howard Wolowitz and the other members of Sheldon Cooper’s clique were women.

Everything that’s typically female is nerve-wracking and complicated. We’re bitchy, clingy, weird and fake. We’re liars, sluts and prunes. We’re too emotional. Too loud. Too insecure. Too fat. Too thin. We’re probably PMSing.

Who wants to be associated with a  stereotype that makes females look like a burden to their male partner on the emotional basis and a toy on the sexual one?

Nobody.

So, we try to distance ourselves from all that. After all, it seems so wrong. And we want to be right, don’t we? Right in the eyes of the men we’re attracted to. And we want them to be attracted to us, too.

It’s a common thing to advertise yourself by saying “I’m not like other women.” when you are, in fact like other women.

And that’s what’s wrong.

Being a woman on the other hand isn’t.

We don’t contribute to the destruction of gender roles by bashing everything that is associated with womanhood.

Women are strong. Women are wonderful. Women are beautiful. No matter our skin colour, shape, weight, height, whether we’re disabled, physically or mentally ill, whether we have “typically female” traits or whether we act like society’s stereotype of a man would, whether we order a salad or two McChickens and large fries, whether we’re into skirts and makeup or sweatpants and a beanie.

As long as you identify as a woman, you should never be ashamed of being one.

Especially not in front of a potential male partner.

Because a man that says he doesn’t like how “most women” are, is obviously just too immature to cope with the fact that “most women” really have an individual character, own preferences and characteristics, and that they come with more than what men wish to see and lay their hands on.

And a man that doesn’t acknowledge that each of us women is a unique, wonderful being with needs, a true goddess that should strive for self-love and pride instead of the pleasure of those who are too lazy to look beyond doesn’t deserve to be with a woman in first place.

—  “I’m Not Like Other Women!” Yes, you are.