sometimes I forget where I am and I just accidentally said “if you ever talk about pop tarts that way around me again ill kill you” to a coworker

Media's Growing Sexualization of Women


“A provocative new study tends to confirm that the portrayal of women in the popular media over the last several decades has become increasingly sexualized, even “pornified.”

University at Buffalo researchers said previous research has found sexualized images of women to have far-reaching negative consequences for both men and women.

The study will be published in the September issue of the journalSexuality & Culture.

The new study uses the covers of Rolling Stone magazine from 1967 to 2009 to measure changes in the sexualization of men and women in popular media over time.

“We chose Rolling Stone,” said sociology professor Erin Hatton, “because it is a well-established, pop-culture media outlet. It is not explicitly about sex or relationships; foremost it is about music. But it also covers politics, film, television and current events, and so offers a useful window into how women and men are portrayed generally in popular culture.”

After analyzing more than 1,000 images of men and women on Rolling Stone covers over the course of 43 years, the authors came to several conclusions.

First, representations of both women and men have indeed become more sexualized over time; and, second, women continue to be more frequently sexualized than men.

Their most striking finding, however, was the change in how intensely sexualized images of women — but not men — have become.

In the study, the authors developed a “scale of sexualization” to measure the intensity of sexualized representations of men and women.

An image was given “points” for being sexualized if, for example, the subject’s lips were parted or his/her tongue was showing, the subject was only partially clad or naked, or the text describing the subject used explicitly sexual language.

Three categories of images were identified: a) those that were, for the most part, not sexualized (i.e., scoring 0-4 points on the scale), b) those that were sexualized (5-10 points), and c) those that were so intensely sexualized that the authors labeled them “hypersexualized” (11-23 points).

Researchers then compared the covers of the magazine by decade.

In the 1960s they found that 11 percent of men and 44 percent of women on the covers of Rolling Stone were sexualized.

In the 2000s, 17 percent of men were sexualized (an increase of 55 percent from the 1960s), and 83 percent of women were sexualized (an increase of 89 percent).

Among those images that were sexualized, 2 percent of men and 61 percent of women were hypersexualized.

“In the 2000s,” Hatton says, “there were 10 times more hypersexualized images of women than men, and 11 times more non-sexualized images of men than of women.”

“What we conclude from this is that popular media outlets such as Rolling Stone are not depicting women as sexy musicians or actors; they are depicting women musicians and actors as ready and available for sex. This is problematic because it indicates a decisive narrowing of media representations of women.

“We don’t necessarily think it’s problematic for women to be portrayed as ‘sexy.’ But we do think it is problematic when nearly all images of women depict them not simply as ‘sexy women’ but as passive objects for someone else’s sexual pleasure.”

The review and analysis is important because an abundant research has shown similar images to have a range of negative consequences:

“Sexualized portrayals of women have been found to legitimize or exacerbate violence against women and girls, as well as sexual harassment and anti-women attitudes among men and boys,” Hatton said.

“Such images also have been shown to increase rates of body dissatisfaction and/or eating disorders among men, women and girls; and they have even been shown to decrease sexual satisfaction among both men and women.”

“For these reasons,” Hatton said, “we find the frequency of sexualized images of women in popular media, combined with the extreme intensity of their sexualization, to be cause for concern.”

Source: University at Buffalo

Being a Black Ace Woman

I remember being in sixth grade during a gym class sitting on the floor with my two friends (both girls, neither black) and these two guys (both white) that I didn’t really know/want to know but they were friends with my friends so I put up with them. Anyway, they decide to play fuck/marry/kill and I really didn’t want to participate so I just kind of listened in. This was all fine and dandy until one of my friends suggested that they choose between the three of us for the next round. I immediately tell them to just kill me because I honestly didn’t want to even pretend to consider their feelings towards me (tbh these were likely partially early signs of being ace/aro and sex-repulsed, partially early signs of being creep-repulsed but I digress). So of course instead, they one of them says they’d like to have sex with me. I kind of just sat there being super uncomfortable, horrified and confused, because I barely ever talked to these dudes by choice and I didn’t remember giving them any reason to think that I would be good in bed. Then one of my friends overheard them whispering/laughing and told me that one of them had said “I’ve always wanted to fuck a black chick” as explanation for his choice. 

Now remember we were in the 6TH GRADE WE COULDN’T HAVE BEEN OLDER THAN 12 OR 13 so I’ve been dealing with this crap from a relatively young age (other black girls have had to deal with it even earlier, my heart goes out to them). I barely understood what having sex really was, I just knew that it involved waaaay more touching and nudity than I ever wanted from anyone of any gender and the idea of it honestly made me kind of sick. After that I was so confused, I always found myself wondering what being black had to do with sex and desirability, kind of fearing that I would disappoint whoever I slept with for the first time (though thank god I’ve realized that I NEVER have to have sex if I don’t want to) and as a result I have always had a deep rooted discomfort and self-consciousness around (especially white) guys. I’ve gotten much better about it but I always used to wonder if I was doing something “too sexily” or attracting to much attention by just living my life because apparently that’s all I’m good for right?

It took way too long to feel right with myself though because the only black women I ever saw on tv were extremely sexualized and exoticized and losing your virginity always felt like a ‘when’ more than an ‘if’ the way black women are portrayed in media (both by black AND non-black people, though in different ways) and I dreaded the day that I would have to be that physically intimate with someone to avoid being alone (because OF COURSE you can’t have a meaningful relationship without sex right?). But I’ve learned that it’s alright. I am totally fine with never getting married or being in a romantic relationship (shout out to my fellow arospec people!) and thanks to the online asexual community, which is how I discovered that asexuality was even a thing, I’ve been able to accept myself and understand my feelings fully. As much as I love being black and ace, I am much more than that and I don’t plan to ever let the fact that I can’t experience certain types of love and attraction stop me from fully appreciating the kinds of love that I do get from my friends and family. And I most definitely don’t plan to let people’s views and assumptions about black women stop me from being happy and comfortable in my own body no matter how hard society tries to tell me otherwise.

Breed change headcanons

Also thinking about breed changing again because while in my personal headcanon breed changes are pretty rare and require a whole truckload of magical energy and come with an “additional precautions necessary“ warning label, they definitely exist and they’re kind of horrifying.

Like, everyone seems to headcanon breed changes as instantaneous, but in my headcanon, they’re really not. Depending between which breeds the switch is taking place, it can take anywhere between a few hours and a few days, up to four weeks when they turn into feathered breeds because feathers need time to grow.

It’s also really terrifying and gross, because bones rearranging themselves and spines and horns popping out of your skin and limbs stretching and skin ripping and mending back together and just. Don’t breed change alone. Have another dragon, ideally a medically trained one, there to assist you and keep potential dangers at bay because you’ll be a useless heap of disproportionate body parts for a little while.

And also, what is rarely mentioned but has to be a serious problem, what about the psychological impact of suddenly having a completely different perception of the world? Just. Let’s go through a few hypothetical cases here.

  • Changing to a Coatl or Skydancer and spending a few weeks wanting nothing more than to claw out your skin because growing feathers itches like bloody hell and breed-born dragons just looking at you with a mocking glare because we go though this every half-year, really, get a hold of yourself.
  • Small breeds shifting into huge ones and just spending days completely incapable of moving while their body just grows and grows and grows and fills out the entire space and there’s spikes pushing through their scales and fins ripping at their skin and what the hell gravity is so much worse now and everything is tiny and what if I step on my family members fuck.
  • Imperials breed changing into Pearlcatchers because they never want to become emperors, but then they’ve shifted and they’re so small and weak and how the fuck do you live with being so powerless all the time? And then breed-born PCs shun them anyway and they’re still as lonely as they were before.
  • Speaking of things shifting into PCs, do they even have pearls? Do they start their new life with hacking one out, like hatchlings would only they’re really not, and the pearl will forever feel strange and lacking because the first years of their existence are not saved in it. It’s incomplete.
  • Shifting to Guardian and never finding a charge because the universe hasn’t assigned you one, you weren’t born to guard, there is no other half for you out there.
  • Shifting from a fight to a flight breed and suddenly hating yourself because wow when did I become such a coward!?
  • Mirrors breed changing to anything else and starting to panic because they’re loosing their heat vision and they feel like they are going blind what the fuck is this how do the other breeds cope with this.
  • Tundras breed changing to Snappers and breaking down because they gain a fail-safe memory but they loose their sense of smell and their first reaction is oh god, I am forgetting everyone I’ve ever loved.

Ok I could probably go on for hours and come up with more and more horrible breed change related traumas but I’ll stop here. Just. Let me remind you, friends, breed changing is fucking terrifying don’t mess with breed changes if you’re not well informed of the consequences.
Do not breed change without qualified medical and emotional support.

i keep thinking about how matt burnett said that the gem destablizer tech was designed Specifically as a weapon against fusions and getting kind of horrified lmao

So I was daydreaming trying to fall asleep and decided what needs to happen on Steven Universe.

Like one night when Pearl is tucking Steven into bed, he leans up and solemnly tells her that she is everything and then just as solemnly spits into his hand and puts it on her forehead.

And Pearl makes one of those almost horrified “Steven!” exclamations and Steven looks kind of sad and says that he and Connie are worried about her. Because Connie told him about how sometimes humans feel like they’re not worth anything, and they feel their emotions too strongly and sometimes they’re even sad all the time (and he didn’t mean to notice but sometimes he wakes up a little when Pearl cries when she’s watching him sleep). And this is because humans have brains that get sick and maybe gems do too and maybe his healing powers can help.

So it becomes a nightly ritual: Steven praising Pearl, applying healing spit, going to sleep. And eventually Pearl starts resting when Steven sleeps because some of her burden is lifted, and sometimes she falls into the closest thing gems have to sleep: her hologram dreams are calm, and sometimes she’s curled up in Rose’s lap, and sometimes Steven is curled up in her lap and it doesn’t fix everything, of course, but (healing spit or positive attention) things are, at least, a little bit better.)

you ever try reading your fanfic from 14 years ago and have to take two breaks to rub your temples before you even get through the first chapter because it’s that lame.

the only good part of this 19k fic is the beginning when Umi catches her poptarts on fire.  and the fact that I apparently brotp’ed Umi and Ferio even from my first days in the fandom.

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not-a-triceratops asked:

Dean sighed with frustration. "For the last time, Cas, we are not getting a bird."

Castiel had stopped by the same stall in the market he always did, the one that made Dean’s skin crawl. The magical market was filled with all kinds of strange, horrible things, but the stall with bird cages hung from it’s awning was the worst one. 

All the birds looked so miserable, hunched over themselves in their tiny gilt cages. It gave Dean the creeps, but it was where he always found Castiel, staring at the birds with a kind of horrified fascination. 

Castiel turned to him, his eyes wide.

“I don’t think they’re birds, Dean,” he whispered. “I think they’re people.” 

victorious was a show in which one episode featured these high schoolers going to another country, experiencing a serious of creepy mishaps, and ending up being arrested and sentenced to four years in an overseas prison from which they soon escaped from and travelled back to america by boat.

somehow they remained untraumatised by this and never brought up or referenced that time they escaped from an overseas prison again, which reveals a horrifying aspect of the schneiderverse: these sorts of shenanigans are somehow completely normal to them.

these kids, as well as the casts of various other shows, live in a world where it is completely normal for high schoolers to get into such wacky antics as being captured by obsessed stalkers multiple times (icarly), being locked up and studied in a mental hospital (victorious), and being imprisoned overseas (victorious again), not to mention all the things that happened on drake and josh.

so there’s kind of a reason why i felt the need to explore the victorious characters’ personalities so deeply and seriously, since the shows have a way of just casually and off-handedly mentioning these things that are actually horrifying.

anonymous asked:

I'm kind of horrified that you would reblog that "outofcontextmylittlepony" post. It's obvious that the post, and the entire blog, is meant to manipulate MLP into seeming sexual, which is disgusting. MLP is made for real actual children and sexualizing it that way is awful, especially considering the way that "Bronies" have taken over and basically made the show unsafe for its intended audience.

Where do I begin?

I literally went through every single MLP post and found nothing sexual. You are judging this post because of where the post came from, not because of what we reblogged. It is not sexual in any manner on this blog and we should not be penalized for a post someone else made at some point in time.

By definition we may not be “children”, we’re Littles. Even if we weren’t Littles, guess who enjoys it at well? Our Caregivers. Other “grown ups”. Something aimed at children doesn’t mean it’s just for children. There’s absolutely nothing disgusting about that.

The three of us do not manipulate MLP in any way possible. I will have you know that Belle and I sit down and watch marathons because of our love for the show, for the ponies, for the stories and showing us what true friendship is. It puts us in Little space and creates happiness between the two of us and friends outside The Palace. This show has even connected and saved a group of my friends when we’ve needed it most. And why is that? Because of the power of friendship.

The Brony controversy needs to stop. Stop. A Brony is just a guy who likes to watch My Little Pony, its merchandise, and go to Bronycon. Would our magical and earth bound ponies want us judging anyone based on anything, including sex or gender? I think not. And if you think otherwise, for whatever reason, then you don’t deserve to be part of the MLP fandom. Yes, the show is aimed at girls to show what they are capable of achieving, but is that such a bad thing for a boy to experience as well? They may have “more shows than us girls”, but friendship and love are universal. No one, and no Brony, should be shunned for that. 

You can see what you want to see. You can be disgusted. You can interpret the fan art however you want, but what it comes down to is:

  • Honesty
  • Kindness
  • Magic
  • Fun
  • Loyalty
  • Generosity
  • Love
  • Friendship

If you don’t have those qualities, you have a lot to learn.

From this day forth, I would like you all to report to me your findings on the magic of friendship, when, and only when, you happen to discover them.– Princess Celestia

♥ Duchess Nell

A fan music video (okay fine, a slideshow really) for

World Ain’t Ready by idiopathicsmile

Music: Shake the Sheets by Ted Leo and the Pharmacists

Author’s writing blog: idiopath-fic-smile

[Warning: the video contains visual depictions of bullying and homophobia. Not much but I want to play it safe.]  

Enjolras believes that the separation of church and state is vital to a truly free society. He maintains that both the two-party system and the campaign finance system need aggressive overhaul, and that America’s shrinking middle class is creating “a kind of neo-Feudalism”. (That’s a direct quote.) He is horrified that Columbus High has no recycling program, thinks too many school funds go into football, and he still has a lot of feelings about the bathroom thing.

All of this Grantaire learns as they wait for the start of their second detention together. And all of it springs organically from the one question Grantaire had asked, upon slipping into Mrs. Peterson’s room six minutes early and finding Enjolras already sitting there, which, for the record, was “…'Sup?” –

Enjolras is half a sentence into the military industrial complex before he seems to realize Grantaire has stopped responding at all, and is just watching him talk, with a helpless grin that grows wider and wider at each catalogued injustice. 

Big thanks to Ted Leo for letting me use this song! Also to somuchbetterthanthat and eazzyhoon who helped! And to everybody who liked or reblogged my fanart! And of course to Idiopathicsmile for writing the awesome story which everybody really should read if they haven’t already.

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anonymous asked:

You're spiraling. It's hilarious.

If this ask is regarding the thing about the url i may or may not have and this potential road to HELL i’m headed down

anon …. you’d never believe what i had a dream about last night……..

im hearing a really loud trailer for a book called “meatspace” about a guy who makes novelty tumblrs. jasons mom somehow won a book called meatspace from some kind of contest. it sounds horrifying

Worlds of Deep Space Nine: Ferenginar: Satisfaction Is Not Guaranteed

  • I have conflicted feelings about Ferengi stories. One one hand, they’re awful, but on the other, they’re usually a lot of fun. (With some notable exceptions.) And somehow they end up becoming some of my favorite episodes.
  • This book fell in the “fun” category.
  • Rom and Leeta’s baby sounds kind of horrifying. A Ferengi head, but with hair, a large and extra ridged nose, largish ears. and who knows what else.
  • Brunt is awful but I love him.
  • I love Ferengi priorities.
    • “It’s not bad enough you stole tax money, but you stole it for a bad investment?”
    • “Still, there was something precious about the purity of a newborn baby who hadn’t even acquired a proper portfolio yet.”
    • Rom describing Leeta: “her big ledger-colored eyes…”
  • Quark: “I’m an ambassador now. I’m—oh, what’s the human term?—a VIC!”
    Ro Laren: “That’s VIP—which in your case, stands for very important pain in the ass.”
  • Nog’s description of Jake: “As appallingly tall as ever…”
  • This story also had a group trying to return their planet to the way things used to be. Definitely seems to be a pattern in these Worlds of DS9 books. (Although being Ferengi, there was a lot less terrorism and a lot more bribery and fraud.)
Unpopular Opinion #2

Not gonna lie, I’m kind of horrified that the answer to inequality that Tumblr has come up with is yet more inequality.

White people used to tell black people where they could and couldn’t go, what jobs they could have, what hair styles they could wear, and they used to put all of these pointless, baseless, useless, bans on them for no fucking reason whatsoever.

And it was WRONG.

Now that the tides are turning, the answer to racial inequality that people have come up with is… more inequality? Really? That’s your solution to this massive issue?

According to Tumblr, it’s now politically incorrect for non-POCs to wear their hair a certain way, sing certain forms of music, wear certain things, etc. because it has cultural significance and it’s theirs.


I’m a non-black, non-white, person of color. I’ve been made fun of because I have an ethnic name. I’ve been made fun of because of the food I eat and the tribal jewelry I like to wear.

You know what my answer to it was? To share my food and my culture. My ethnicity is COOL, and my non-Asian friends eventually started to enjoy it. Fuck that cultural appropriation bullshit. People used to make fun of me because they didn’t know anything about my culture. Anything that spreads my culture– whether it’s because H&M decides to make kimono jackets or because American Eagle stitches tribal patterns into their skirt trim– is A GOOD THING, because it means I’m not going to get made fun of for wearing the shit that I like to wear.

You white girls who keep calling each other out for wearing cultural appropriating shit… you need to calm your tits. Unless there’s an actual solid movement (like the Native Americans vs. the asshole Washington Redskins) asking you not to wear/do something, you can trust that the culture wants to share it. If it’s just one special snowflake making a youtube video about how you shouldn’t do your hair a certain way because “it means so much to me”, she can go fuck herself. 

Black people do not have a monopoly on corn rows. Elaborate braiding styles originated from all over Asia and from all over Europe. Laying claim to fashion or a hair style is insane, and if you honestly think that someone who wears their hair a certain way ENTITLES YOU TO CALL THEM A TRASHBAG, then YOU are an ASSHOLE.

And as for that bindhi. Who is the special snowflake that decided that any cheapo sticker you wear on your forehead is disrespectful to the Indian culture? A bindhi is a third eye, a fucking sticker gem is a fucking sticker gem. Do you honestly thing that Indians invented wearing shit on your forehead? SO MANY CULTURES have traditions of wearing painted symbols on their foreheads. In modern fashion, sticker gems in various shapes and materials can be stuck on any part of your skin, up to and including your face.

The Picts used to paint cool blue designs on their bodies and go into battle. Does that give them the right to call out anyone who likes to wear body paint or have tattoos? FUCK NO.

The fact that some white people make fun of POCs for wearing traditional dress in America makes them assholes. This is a fact, and anyone with any interest in equality knows this.

However, the fact that the response of many young POCs (now that various parts of their culture are considered trendy and cool) is that non-POCs shouldn’t be allowed to wear/use their stuff is idiotic. It’s pretty much “wah wah you made fun of my dress before, and now that my dress is in fashion, you’re not allowed to wear it”. Which is understandable for kindergartners, but NOT grown-ass people.

By telling your friend that she’s a trashbag for wearing a kimono or a body gem, you’re not protecting MY culture. You’re just being a bitch, and furthermore, you’re promoting more inequality, when I, an actual living, breathing POC, would like nothing more than to have everyone free to wear whatever they want without fear of getting made fun of.

The bottom line is that there’s no difference between white girls who shame other white girls for wearing kimonos and the white girls who made fun of me for wearing tribal jewelry. You’re not a champion for justice, you’re just looking for a reason to be a high-and-mighty bitch.

So instead of bitching about CA and bullying random people on this shitty website, I propose this mindset instead: How about we all wear whatever the fuck we want, and no one talks shit about it?