I’m going to establish myself as a writer who never writes straight relationships. Then, one fateful day, I’m going to introduce a straight couple. I will make them the healthiest straight relationship ever without ever saying they are a couple. I’ll keep it subtext most of the time. Still, they will be as well developed as my plethora of gay-ass characters. Then, just after subtext becomes maintext and they’ve finally admitted their feelings for one another and given in to those feelings
Here they are! About a month before Rose City Comicon this year, I frantically thought “Shit, I need something new to sell,” and thankfully this idea has been rolling around for awhile now (though executed another way that will definitely still be happening later).
Say hello to the current Fantasy Fluffle group, a bunch of buns, ready to adventure away. Don’t worry, I’ll be getting Monk, Wizard, and Fighter done sometime soon (plus Gunslinger because I love a certain white haired disaster boy).
In 1937 two women caused a car accident by wearing shorts in public for the first time
I vow to reblog this every time is shows up on my dash
love this
they caused a car crash
No they didn’t. The man driving his car who took his eyes off the road because he was staring at a pair of women caused a car crash. He averted his eyes from the road, he endangered other people and he crashed his own car. This is all the proof you need that we live in a society that blames women for things they didn’t do.
– Having sex every day. – Saving sex for your wedding night. – Never having sex. – Having sex with different people. – Having sex with one person. – Having sex with a person of your same gender. – Loving sex. – Hating sex. – Being loud. – Being quiet.
The only thing wrong with sex?
When it’s not consensual.
Because that’s not sex. That’s rape.
Reblogging again because this post is so important.
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