I Am Not Your Wife, Sister, or Daughter. I Am a Person
This post is soooo good at articulating why it’s so harmful to have to relate women to men through their relationships with men
(via wretchedoftheearth)


Not sure how I’ll be able to draw the last page with all this rain in my eyes…
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ta da
do you ever just have that one person you have a tiny subtle little crush on and it’s just never going to go away

and so it begins
Can I just say how cool it was that both of these superheroines’ personalities and powers were explored in this episode? And how well it was done?
Starfire was not shamed for being emotional. Her powers come from her emotions.
Raven was not shamed for suppressing her emotions. Her power requires amazing control.
They both. Work. They are both different kinds of strength, and they are both heroic and powerful and good. And they each learned from the other, and helped each other out by seeing from each others’ perspective, and finding the value in their differing approaches! Wow!
Fuck yes, this is how you write super-ladies, okay. There’s more than one way to be a “strong female character.” There’s all different kinds of strength. Why don’t more people GET this?
“you’re here to learn” I’m here because it’s the fucking law
“Perhaps I will die too, she told herself, and the thought did not seem so terrible to her. If she flung herself from the window, she could put an end to her suffering, and in the years to come the singers would write songs of her grief. Her body would lie on the stones below, broken and innocent, shaming all those who had betrayed her. Sansa went so far as to cross the bedchamber and throw open the shutters … but then her courage left her, and she ran back to her bed, sobbing.”
dont yell at me
dont yell at me
dont yell at me
dont yell at me
- dont
- yell
- at
- me
- instead of yelling try not yelling
if you ever yell at me, i promise you i will cry no matter who you are or what i did
“What does it look like?”
“Like a transmitter. Round and massive! Somewhere slap bang in the middle of London. A huge, metal, circular structure. Like a dish, a like a wheel, round, radial, close to where we’re standing.”