okay but please please tell me someone sat down and wrote after-mulan fic where some days li shang wakes up and rolls over and murmurs mulan’s name and reaches out for her only to hear “call me ping today” whispered back
and how everyone else not in the know thinks he has a wife and a secret army boyfriend and that he’s hiding one from the other
and someone tries to tell mulan and she just collapses laughing because they’re close but totally wrong
and li shang all the time just deals with it because he loves ping and he loves mulan and he doesn’t care what name he’s using or what gender he’s kissing as long as he can sneak one kiss a day
the dragon kind of creeps him out sometimes but it’s all cool
There’s been so many studies on this it’s ridiculous and I think we need to stop focusing on the why and just respect people’s genders and stop forcing gender roles on to people (and I totally see how a TERF could twist this so don’t even try). However, as a genderqueer person I do get a little joy from this. Now we just need someone science-y to point out sex is a construct.
get fucked gender essentialists
someone send my dad this lmao
HUMANS ARE A SEXUALLY MONOMORPHIC SPECIES
HUMANS ARE A SEXUALLY MONOMORPHIC SPECIES
HUMANS ARE A SEXUALLY MONOMORPHIC SPECIES
This is pmuch common sense. We are not anglerfish. We are not elephant seals. We are not orangutans. We are not peacocks. We are sexually monomorphic - that means there are literally no actual difference between males and females outside of our genitalia, and humans are similar to crows and dolphins in that aspect. And thus, our rigid concepts of gender and sex roles are entirely social constructs. One based on a myth of sexual dimorphism that does not exist in our species.
Science, motherfuckers
THERE WE GO. Now when someone tries to de-legitimize your gender identity, your response can be “SCIENCE BITCH I’M VALID AS FUCK.”
“Diamonds are a girl’s best friend” is a phrase often thrown around to prove that women are materialistic, but if you listen to the song you realize that it’s really about how men think a woman’s looks and youth are the only valuable assets she has. They’ll trade her in when she “loses her charms”, so she needs to collect diamonds and valuables to sustain herself when she’s old and alone.
Consider that the song was written and performed during a time when women couldn’t find a job for decent pay, that the only way they could survive financially was to tie themselves to a man and hope he’d stick around and provide support.
The real message is that men are shallow and flighty, so take their sweet words with a grain of salt and make sure you get something real out of the relationship.
Someone calling in sick to work in order to sleep for their hour long shift.
Someone breakdancing to a boombox blasting Christmas music on the quad.
Someone crying because they got a free sandwich.
Someone walking into the lounge at 1 am with a huge stack of books, and the determination of someone who forgot a term paper.
Someone putting off writing their thesis because someone else needed math help and “logarithms are fun!”
Someone taking a lighter to a notebook as soon as they left the science building.
More than one flask being carried to class.
Someone literally giggle evilly when given a 6-pack of beer.
A freshman taking gen eds complaining about everyone else complaining about how hard finals are. (Note: the freshman may or may not have ever been seen again.)
Someone crossing campus at a run in slippers.
A nursing major explaining that finals are actually natural selection, and that she is the strongest and most adaptable and she was going to survive, while talking to herself.
A different nursing major looking very forlorn because she just ran out of wine.
Someone sleeping on a bench in the music building, with actual pillows and blankets and everything.
Sticky notes with swearwords written on them littered around the science building.
A group of students trying to one-up each other about how badly their juries had just gone.
Someone leaving for the library at 3 am, because there was free coffee there.
Someone flipping off the professor after being wished good luck on the final.
The same person realizing that they have an entire lifetime of that class ahead of them, because it’s their major.
Someone being questioned about how they wanted their funeral to look, after talking about the 8000 words they had due.
Just, so many people sprawled on floors because it’s easier to do that than anything else. So many.
The most genuine gratitude I’ve had directed at me possibly ever, because I gave someone a peanut butter cookie.
Finals: we’re all tired, hungry, and a little unhinged. It’s okay.
hey also remember that guy, martin shkreli, who bought the rights to that HIV drug then jacked up the price like crazy?
not only did he get arrested today but his lawyer increased his hourly rate by 5000%
“Shkreli, who reportedly received the news about the price hike while he was being fingerprinted, cried foul and accused his attorney of “outrageous and inhumane price gouging.” (Source)
let’s stop seeing sex as the biggest thing you can do to show someone you love them
everyone knows that the real way to show someone you love them is to find them a really cool rock. not a diamond. just a neat rock that you think they will enjoy
Not a rock THE ARKENSTONE
Why just one rock Why not three Why not the silmarils
Listen up turd turrets, I WANTED to just play video games, I WANTED to just have fun, I NEVER wanted my gaming to be political or a struggle, I just wanted to play.
But you wouldn’t fucking let me, you brought up my gender, you judged me based on it, YOU made it political.
So now I WILL wreck everything with my fucking feminism, I am the feminist nightmare you fucking created.
