It honestly pisses me off when a woman is clearly doing bad things (cheating, abusing, etc etc) and other women encourage and support her actions even justify them just cause it’s a woman doing it. Y'all ain’t shit.
Tumblr has always been a place where feminists could connect and speak freely. And as Tumblr has grown, so have the allied communities and the size of the conversation. From 2013 to 2015, year-over-year growth in the number of original posts tagged #feminism increased at an average rate of 4.22%.
That changed in 2016. As Tumblr discussed the US presidential election and its impact on women’s rights, access to healthcare and the importance of consent, the rate of original posts tagged #feminism grew 20%, five times the growth of the previous three years. Looking at the entire ecosystem of Tumblr tags, original posts and reblogs about #feminism accounted for triple the amount of conversation it did in 2015.
2016 also saw a change in Tumblr’s understanding of what feminism means.
The term intersectionality describes the overlapping systems of oppression at play in society—it’s the idea that gender inequality, racism, class status, and other injustices are inseparable from one another and can’t be studied in isolation.
Between 2014 and 2016 there was a modest increase in engagement around #intersectionality. Original posts increased 13%, while searches increased 44%. But then came the Women’s March. On January 20th, 2017, engagements around #intersectionality spiked 5191% from just two days before. Since then, the whole tone of the #feminism conversation on Tumblr has changed.
In 2017 so far, people are talking about intersectional systems of oppression 21% more than they have in the last four years combined.
How does that change in tone manifest itself? Here’s a sampling of posts that have gone viral since the March:
If you’re interested in joining the feminist conversation on Tumblr, there are tons of places to start. In addition to the #feminism and #intersectionality tags, you can head to tags like #wage gap and #pro choice to learn more about specific issues. There are also dozens of Tumblrs that dive deep into the conversation:
Feminist Frequency (@femfreq), a place to talk about feminism in gaming
Celebrating Amazing Women (@celebratingamazingwomen), which highlights women who have changed history on their birthdays
Whovian Feminism (@whovianfeminism), which looks at inequality through a fannish lens
Empower. Volunteer. Unite. (@ucf-now), the official Tumblr of the University of Central Florida’s National Organization for Women chapter, and
Action (@action), our hub to help connect you to the resources you need to become an agent of change.
Anonymous requested: Hey! Can I request a smutty Wanda x Natasha x Reader threesome? Like maybe they’re having a girls night out at the club and it gets hot, so they head back to the reader’s place? Thank you xx Sure thing sweet cakes! This my first attempt at a smutty threesome, but I am going to try my hardest for you.
Summary: Normally ‘Girls Night’ consisted of staying at yours and eating junk food and watching movies, but this time Natasha wants to do something different. Besides, clubs are always fun, right?
Warnings: This is pure filth. Face-sitting, eating out, fingering, tribbing, ménage à trois, dirty talk, hair-pulling, choking, masturbation, swearing, alcohol consumption, semi-public foreplay.
“Tonight, ladies, we are doing something different!” Natasha exclaimed as she burst into the room, making you and Wanda jump.
“Like what?” You asked, worried about what she had in mind. Her kind of different could be anything from going out to leading an interrogation. She smirked and held up three dresses and make up.
“We are going to a club.” She stated, making both you and Wanda grin. It had been so long since you’d been to a club, and what better way to celebrate the end of one of the toughest missions yet than going out with your best friends.
The bourgeoisie is fearful of the militancy of the Negro woman, and for good reason. The capitalists know, far better than many progressives seem to know, that once Negro women begin to take action, the militancy of the whole Negro people, and thus of the anti-imperialist coalition, is greatly enhanced.
(Claudia Jones. 1915-1965)
Claudia Jones, Daughters of Africa: An International Anthology of Words and Writings by Women of African Descent, ed. Margaret Busby (Vintage edition, 199), 262.
I just think it’s funny how many Gaston fangirls I’ve seen so far pulling the “Gaston didn’t deserve to die!” card, either because they’re into Luke Evans or because 2017 Gaston was in the army and therefore has PTSD and doesn’t deserve anything bad happening to him.
Like… he literally refers to Belle (and women in general) as ‘prey’, he attempts to murder Maurice when he tells him he can’t marry Belle, he belittles Lefou and uses him as a human shield during the castle fight, he shoots the Beast in the back three times, but sure; he was pretty and fought in the war so poor precious baby.
If that isn’t what actually makes Gaston frightening in the first place though. People (in particular women) excusing/overlooking his poor actions in favour of appearances.
When there are enough women in your cast, not every woman has to represent all women and they can have individual flaws and strengths.
When there are enough women, some can fall apart and others can hold things together.
When there are enough women, you can literally name a character Cheedo The Fragile without making a statement about feminine fragility.
When there are enough women, you know the action movie doesn’t have to preserve the one woman in order to ensure you have one woman left in your cast at the end, so women might die, just like men, and the stakes are high and real and the plot is not predictable.
When there are enough women, you can cast women with different ages and looks and body types based on what makes sense for the story - beautiful women who were selected for beauty by a character who valued women’s bodies more than their whole selves, wiry muscular women of middle and older age, built to survive, mothers who were used for the things that come with their fertility and have the fat to show for it, old fragile women who took care of others while rarely stepping outside, disabled women affected by their environment and experiences.
When there are enough women, the world feels real.
Head Canon: Every time someone (usually a man) says something snotty/degrading to the women in Tony’s life, he gasps and covers his mouth and looks at the guy with wide eyes.
Man: Women shouldn’t be allowed to be field agents because they’re weaker than men. It’s a biological thing I’m not being sexist! Tony: *gasps, covers mouth in horror* Maria Hill: *smiles* I’m strong enough to carry your body into the woods.
Man: I just can’t believe we have a woman for our CEO, you know? As a tech company and everything? Tech is a man’s world, after all– Tony: *gasps, covers mouth in horror* Pepper: Didn’t you just ask me how to connect to the whiffee on your tablet? It’s pronounced why-fy by the way. And I can take apart and put back together the three latest Stark Pads and the five latest Stark Phones.
Man: I dunno, I just don’t see why Black Widow is on the team. It’s not like she has anything to add to the team! Tony: *gasps, covers mouth in horror* Natasha: I will snap your neck with my pinky finger alone.
Man: Women don’t belong in STEM! Tony: *gasps, covers mouth in horror* Jane: *snaps pencil, swivels around like a horror movie creature* What did you say!? Tony, are you watching?! I’m about to get a PhD in kicking someone’s ass!
Man: Women have no business– *screams* Tony: *covers mouth in shock, watches guy fall to the floor spasming* Darcy: Literally nothing he could have said would have been good. Thanks for the new taser by the way I love it.
Man: It should go back to the way it was, where women stayed at home and kept house! I’m tired of losing jobs to women for some affirmative action bullshit! Tony: *gasps, covers mouth in horror* Sharon: :) It :) would :) be :) a :) shame :) if :) you :) died :)
Steve: *accidentally says something sexist* Tony: *flailing* HE’S FROM THE FORTIES AND DOESN’T KNOW THAT’S OFFENSIVE! Literally Every Woman in the Room: *skeptical side-eye* Steve: D: I apologize! I didn’t realize–I’m trying to learn! I know sometimes I don’t get it right but I am trying. :C Literally Every Woman in the Room: *takes hand off sidearm* (Steve is, of course, trying, and he would never be outright sexist but times (and women as a whole!) have changed a lot.)
Man-ssassin: Aw, a little old lady! This job is going to be the easiest I’ve ever had! >:3 Peggy: I won’t hesitate, you bastard. *pulls gun* Tony: *hears gunshot, gasps in horror* Oh my God. Rest in fucking pieces then I guess.
Like I’m sure Tony could eviscerate any sexist he came across but he doesn’t need to because all of the women in his life are perfectly capable of doing it themselves (and better, sometimes!).
I just have to say, I love Daisy Ridley so much! I admire her because she is talented, kind, and incredibly positive. I love how passionate she is about the role of Rey and Star Wars in general. I love that she promotes the movie in funny videos and connects with her fans. I love that she acknowledges Reylo and has liked Reylo fanarts on social media in the past.
What I love most is seeing a woman who has serious illnesses that only affect women starring in a lead action role. PCOS and Endometriosis are no joke…they can be incredibly painful, exhausting, and can cause an imbalance of hormones which can affect your physical and mental health. If you have never experienced it, you can’t understand the toll it can take on your body. Women have different experiences with PCOS and Endometriosis, different symptoms can occur in one woman that does not in another.
I remember reading an article about Daisy having to eat so much of the bread Rey eats in that one scene in the movie. She stated how exhausted she felt after eating so much of the bread which is an effect of the PCOS. People with PCOS tend to produce too much insulin which in turn causes extreme exhaustion. I’m not talking about I’m tired and I could use a nap, I’m talking about I could stay in bed and sleep for days and still feel exhausted.
It is amazing watching Daisy overcome both of these illnesses and rock the role of Rey, which is intense both physically and mentally. I appreciate her candidness about her illnesses in the past, it has helped her fans who have to deal with these illnesses greatly.
Daisy, you rock and I love you! Thank you for being an amazing role model and inspiration to women everywhere including us who have PCOS.
This is the “messed-up” instruction manual that both men & woman don’t want to admit actually exists. And there does exist in sexism the equivalent of racism’s term “Uncle Tom”, I call them “Patriarchal ‘Puppies”. Patriarchal puppies defend the Bro Code.
Rule #1: Blame women for the negative actions of men.
Rule #2: Women’s bodies exist as objects for male consumption
Rule #3: Female bodies exist as male property
Rule #4: Women’s opinions do not matter, men know better.
Rule #5: All great achievements come from men.
Rule #6: Male bodies and brains are inherently superior
Rule #7: Sexuality is for men and is male centric
Rule #8: Women’s labor exists to serve men
Rule #9: Men must always be considered first and foremost
Rule #10: Men must be the ones to control human reproduction
and that tactics they learn to deploy to enforce the bro code is:
(SLIGHT SPOILERS) Honestly one of the most striking parts to me about Atomic Blonde was that it was an action movie with a female protag
where she was realistically bruised up and injured and would stAY THAT WAY
(Note i say striking related to the good parts. That Real Not Good thing that happened is like it’s own convo)
But man the opening shot is a woman, a fit blonde one, getting out of the tub.
And the first opening lingering shot focuses on her bruised muscled back. Her breasts are seen only in a flash as she gets up, because she’s naked and theyre there. Her face has a black eye and scrapes and LOOKS ROUGH. She isn’t pretty. She isn’t sexy. She’s cleaning and bandaging herself up after a hard mission and looks rough and hard and EXHAUSTED.
And what’s more, everything we see after that timeline point she’s STILL BRUISED AND EXHAUSTED. There are shots of her rough and bandaged fingers tapping a cigarette. There are still scrapes and bruises on her face.
Even later on, when she’s putting on the smiling coy sexy act for the first time (with still not an ass or titty shot in sight bless), you see a massive partially healed bruise all down her FUCKIN RIPPED arm
It just…hadnt struck me how women in movies, even action ones, dont get hurt unless its a beauty sparing cheek scrape and some dirt smudges. Women have fought with sweeping high kicks and bounces of their hair and still have a perfect pout after.
Request:You used to date Negan in high school. And know about his past. When he sees you he takes you in doesn’t make you a wife. But makes sure your well taken care of and shares his pain about everything and shows his real self. Which leads to loving smut. - Anon
Pairings: Negan x Reader
Warnings: language. smut. angst. mentions of past abuse/assault.
Note: this is slightly longer than usual but I carried away oops. I hope you guys like it!
Tilting your head towards the setting sun, you decided to make camp for the night. Continuing to trek along the rocky dirt road, you hoped to come across a nice house so that you wouldn’t have to sleep in the forest again. You sighed and looked at your feet as you continued to walk. The sun was setting rapidly, and you knew you had little to no daylight left.
After walking about 10 more minutes, you finally came across a small house nestled in the woods by the road. You smiled widely and leaped in excitement, rushing over to the house and up the front stairs. Banging loudly on the front door, you listened for any signs of roaming walkers inside of the house. When it proved to be silent for a few minutes, you slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
⤷ Yoo Eun Jae (Park Hye Soo), Yoon Jin Myung
(Han Ye Ri), Jung Ye Eun
(Han Seung Yeon)
, Kang Yi Na (Ryu Hwa Young), Song Ji Won (Park Eun Bin) ↦ Age of Youth (2016)
“Others are just like me. Other people are people, just like I am. They feel as uncomfortable as I do, and hesitate, just like I do. There are plenty of people who are as nice as I am.” - Eun Jae
“Everyone has their own circumstances to deal with. And until you know the circumstances they’re in, you can’t tell people how to live their lives. I’m sure you have something like that about you, too. Something that others can’t understand about you, but you can’t help. That’s why you can’t judge people.” - Ji Won
“I hate you because I want to become like you, but can’t. So I can’t help but hate you. That’s why it smells. There’s a rotting smell coming from my envy.” - Yi Na
“Sometimes, I want to cry out loud. I want someone to hear me crying. I want them to hear me cry, and tell me everything will be okay. I want someone to pat me on the back, and tell me that it’s not my fault.” - Jin Myung
“Lies may be similar to makeup. Just like one puts on makeup to hide their naked face, people use lies to hide the truth. I tell more and more lies as my makeup gets thicker. Since when did I start feeling that going out with no makeup on was embarrassing? Since when did I become so ashamed of the truth?” - Ye Eun
Each of the Belle Epoque girls is meant to play some sort of female archetype. Eun Jae is the painfully shy introvert, who would sooner walk over hot coals than willingly enter into conflict with someone. Ji Won is her near-perfect opposite, loud and bubbly, the perennial friend. Yi Na is the femme fatale, dangerous and seductive. Jin Myung is the Good Daughter, putting herself through college while paying off her mother’s debts, incurred while her brother lays comatose in a hospital bed. Ye Eun is the quintessential girl. The one who dresses just as she’s supposed to, the one with the frat boy boyfriend, with equally perfectly-dressed girlfriends to link arms with and walk around campus, giggling over the latest gossip.
Yet, they’re so much more than these skeletal stereotypes might’ve forced them to be.
Eun Jae swallows her anger until she can’t anymore, until she boils over. She tosses Ye Eun’s designer handbag out the window and screams at her housemates. When we dig a little deeper, we see that she has nightmares. That she’d been brave enough to protect her mother when she’d suspected that her father might kill her.
Ji Won knows everyone, making friends is as easy for her as breathing. She is the glue that holds the Belle Epoque girls together. And she’s a pathological liar. Falsehoods slip out for her as easily as the truth does. She tells tall tales, spinning them until she can no longer take it back. Yet, even as she spins her web of lies (with the ghost inside the apartment), she holds the girls together. Though her “ghost” is a made-up story, each of her roommates has heaps of baggage. That little lie in the end allows them to come to terms with their pasts and face their problems. She is the anchor; without her, they drift.
Yi Na suffers from a serious case of survivors guilt, to the extent that she carries the little girl who died when she lived, around with her like baggage. She looks after her housemates like a mama bear, protecting them (see: Ye Eun) even when they don’t wish to be. She carries heaps of self-loathing along with her designer bags, flashes her luxuries at her friends even as she envies them.
Jin Myung stretches herself fifty different ways trying to do it all. And she wishes her brother would die, and put them all out of their misery. She wishes her mother would choose her, for once. She wishes she would stop having to be the one to sacrifice. She provides for them still. But she resents and she loathes, and it tears her apart.
Ye Eun shows off her perfect life, her perfect love life, while suffering through an abusive relationship. Through a petty, small, excuse of a man who puts her down at every opportunity. He is her captor, and though she knows what he does is wrong, she can’t help but crave his affection. She let’s go, eventually. She begins to overcome the abuse, one day. She’ll carry on with her life, because it’s what they do.
Every single one of these incredibly special girls has a spine of steel.
The media, society has a horrible track record when it comes to forcing women into boxes, restricting our actions. Yet Age of Youth takes hold of these archetypes and shows us all that there is no “one size fits all”. That one shoe fitting doesn’t mean it’s the only one you can wear.
Part of what makes Black Sails so rich a show is the often unsettling complexity of its characters. Flint commits atrocities that sometimes cannot be justified by or have nothing to do with his revenge plot. Max and Eleanor both betray the confidence of some of their most intimate loved ones because of ambition. Vane is a violent mess but he is probably the only non-black character who understands the necessity of abolition most. Even Miranda and Madi have significant character flaws that complicate their pursuits as women of actions and aspirations of their own. This show, for all it’s flaws and it’s camp, is “novelistic” and character depth is an intrinsic part of that. But nah, I guess we can throw all this shit in the trash because we want to flatten the finale with a road roller and make an easy, flat, one-tone villain out of John Silver. He’s a confirmed trauma survivor and one of the most notable characters with disabilities in literature and I really question the impulse to simplify him so severely as to present him as the most simple, maniacal villain of the series- as if his love for Madi doesn’t register as valid, as if the repercussions of psychological trauma and a deeply disenfranchised identity in a deeply discriminate world isn’t fuel enough for reckless, haphazard but entirely human choices. (Man, it’s almost as if … the other protagonist is also a member of an oppressed group…. and has also committed costly and unjustifiable mistakes in the suffering wake of his oppression). Silver isn’t supposed to be an easy character. We’re supposed to be repulsed and disappointed by his maddened choices. The entire tragedy of the conclusion is embedded in the severe costs of Silver’s mistakes: Flint’s exile and the end of their relationship, the speeding up of the inevitable end of Flint’s war, and the irreparable damage done to Madi’s aims and their marriage. I just don’t understand the cognitive dissonance required to want to just ditch all the complexity and depth of the ending to make it into some easy act of villainy- part of the richness of that ending was the plethora of emotions we’re supposed to feel by the end of it! Anger, sorrow, relief, and sympathy all in competing measures! I just don’t understand how an audience can recognize that every significant and fantastic character of Black Sails is a conglomeration of sin and virtue, mistakes and noble aims, tragedy and cruelty and greatness, and then look at my son and be like: nah, fuck that unflinching monster.
The Sailor Moon paper I wrote for my gender studies class
Last week, I mentioned the presentation I did on Sailor Moon for my gender studies class, and how my professor was so impressed by Sailor Moon’s themes that she told me she wants to show it to her kids. Anyway, I promised that I would post the paper the presentation focused on once I finished writing it, so here it is!
I drew quite a bit from a previous paper I wrote on Sailor Moon, but I also included a lot of new things. Particularly, I added sections on how femininity is often negatively portrayed in the media, Haruka’s gender nonconformity in the manga, and the presence of the Outer family.
Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
It seems as though more and more frequently, the lack of female-centric media is being called into question. It appears as though the majority of movies, tv shows, and other media feature a male protagonist, with female characters being relegated to the sidelines. Even if there is a female protagonist, it often feels like she doesn’t get to develop strong relationships with other female characters. The lack of deep female relationships and overall female representation in media is indeed unacceptable; the same can be said for the lack of representation regarding LGBT people. However, I feel as though we should praise a particular series that not only delivers on those things, but proves that doing so can lead to massive success. It’s called Sailor Moon (known as Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon in its native country of Japan), an anime (cartoon) and manga (comic book) series aimed at girls. SailorMoon is so impressive because it provides positive portrayals of femininity, female relationships (both platonic and romantic), gender nonconformity, and even non-traditional families.
Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon, which means “Beautiful Soldier Sailor Moon” in Japanese, was created by a female Japanese mangaka,or manga artist, named Naoko Takeuchi. The manga debuted in the girls’ magazine Nakayoshi on December 28, 1991 and ended on February 3, 1997; the animated adaptation premiered on March 7, 1992 and ended February 8, 1997. From the very beginning, Sailor Moon was a smash hit; originally intended to only consist of a single arc, its popularity caused Takeuchi to expand it to five arcs. In addition to the original anime and manga, Sailor Moon’s enormous popularity has resulted in, as of 2017: A series of stage musicals, 31 in all; three movies with theatrical releases; a live-action series that comprised of 52 episodes; numerous rereleases of the manga and anime; many video game spinoffs; many foreign-language dubs; and finally, a new, updated anime reboot entitled Sailor Moon Crystal that is ongoing.
I convinced 6 middle aged women that professed to hate action movies to go see Mad Max: Fury Road. You know how I did it? I said “The main character is a woman and she’s not sexualized at all.” And that was it. I had a whole speech prepared and I said one sentence before they all agreed to go see it. And they LOVED it. One woman saw it twice so she could bring her teenaged daughter.
All these years, all this industry moaning about how women don’t like action movies, and all it fucking took to change their minds was “The main character is a woman and she’s not sexualized.”