The princess bride,,, but gay

grendelsmilf:

readingontheroof:

Ok the whole as you wish arc would be a million times better with a gay romance like buttercup’s Realization moment abt what it means..would kill me

humperdinck representing not only toxic masculinity but also toxic heterosexuality; wlwestley still referring to herself as “dread pirate roberts” as a necessary mode of elusivity, “nobody would fear ‘dread pirate westley’” being given a whole new layer; valerie forcing miracle max to take westley as seriously as he would his male patients, and the playing of micro-and-macro-level sexism in regards to max referring to her as a witch (“im not a witch im your wife! but after what you just said, i don’t even know if i wanna be that anymore!”); buttercup being undermined by everyone in her life because she needs to “give men a chance” and it can’t be “true love” because it’s not a heterosexual union; the gender dynamics at play between female westley and male inigo, fezzik, and vizzini, in terms of doubting her skill, strength, and intelligence respectively; the theme of true love as a healing force of good, of hope and even immortality, being that much more potent when between two women, especially in a society that treats its women with blatant sexism– objectifies buttercup and vilifies valerie (for being old)– and is shown to be difficult yet not impossible to transcend that barrier because they both have agency and pluck; westley’s bitter & sardonic witticisms not solely being a product of her poverty and climb, but of experience navigating gender roles and putting up with shitty men; buttercup’s guilt over abandoning westley being even more heightened by the fact that she is being forced to marry a man (who represents heteropatriarchy, no less); westley still being allowed to have a huge gash on her head after fighting the rous and escaping the fire swamp, and still being knocked out by count rugen (“we are people of action. lies do not becomes us”), as often female characters, even gritty action heroes, must always remain pretty & polished through a male-gaze-lens; inigo respecting the sanctity of wlwestley and buttercup’s bond of true love, and never undermining it the way humperdinck so clearly does, because he is a noble, moral man; buttercup’s heightened emotions when it comes to westley because their love is not diluted by heteropatriarchal systems, (also explains why they fell for each other so quickly but the build up to their romance was so subtle and curious/flirty); also just like… girls with swords mmm

vorpalgirl:

the-macra:

the-macra:

murrkrow:

wlw tumblr why are demons hot

we’ve been exposed to queercoded villains since childhood, causing us to associate strongly with villainous and evil women; furthermore, because we fear we are being predatory towards women we are afraid of approaching girls and thus the concept of an aggressive woman is attractive because we don’t have to start the relationship

also they have big titties

I would like to add

1.) confidence is often attractive to people (whether or not there’s anything to back it up), and much like the “bad boys” that straight girls notoriously go head over heels for in significant numbers, the “bad girls” – girls who deviate from the norms of society and rebel with zero regrets – have, by implication, a ton of it, giving them a certain degree of added charisma that pulls on our primal social drive to follow a strong person who seems to know what they’re doing

2.) there’s also the attraction itself of rebelling against the restrictive societal systems we’ve been conditioned to accept being under purely because it’s supposed to be “good” and orderly and the natural way of things, and the enticing, tempting freedom of such rebellion; when we’ve been told that being ~strong~ and ~rebellious~ is equal to being a “bad girl” for so long, yet we ourselves yearn to be strong and rebel, chafe against the restraints of the society we’re stuck in, then the girl who has the confidence and boldness to do what we wish to do, and be what we wish to be, the one who seeks out, nay, DEMANDS her own freedom and DEFIES the “orderly” system that fails to serve her, the “bad girl” herself, becomes extremely alluring, especially when she uses the same sexuality that we’re shamed for even acknowledging we have, not only without shame, but as a source of both power and pleasure, for herself, in equal measures

3.) how dare you forget their sexy exposed thighs

Queer Women Used Tumblr to Explore Sexuality. Now It’s Over.

brosandprose:

“Generally, Tumblr allows users to create blogs, share content they like (typically images or text posts), and build communities around subjects that matter most to them — from fandoms to health and fitness to sexual preferences. The ease at which users can anonymously collect, curate, and experience the things that turn them on has led Tumblr to become a safe place for queer women to explore their sexuality, often for the very first time. Searching tags like “softcore” or “fingering” would yield  pages of porn GIFs, sensual black and white images, videos, erotic fiction, fanart, and more. And while there’s plenty of porn on the internet, the adult content on Tumblr was often sensual and intimate, focused more on desire — a radical shift from what’s typically available on explicit porn sites like PornHub. Though made-for-women porn sites exist and are growing in number, many are membership-based or have inhibiting pay walls. Tumblr quickly became the place where women could easily explore what turns them on and discover sexual content that didn’t feel alienating or degrading.”

Super proud of my friend Julia for this piece she wrote for OUT about what Tumblr means to queer women.

Queer Women Used Tumblr to Explore Sexuality. Now It’s Over.

businessofgals:

Me, seeing a girl with short hair in punk fashion: omg that’s my type

Me, seeing a girl all in pastels: omg that’s my type

Me, seeing a girl in tight clothes and red lipstick: omg that’s my type

Me, seeing a girl who looks casually androgynous: omg that’s my type

Me, seeing a girl: omg that’s

botanyshitposts:

i arrive at the gay bar in full butch getup and i look like super hot like trust me and i start buying chocolate milk for the femmes at the bar…..between my striking good looks and my generosity concerning tasteful dairy products i have impressed them greatly and after an hour of chatting I make my move. i reach into my pocket and remove a large, gorgeous lichen affixed to a piece of bark from its protective herbarium packet that I have concealed in my pants pocket. “it’s a symbiotic relationship between a fungus and an algae,” i begin,

things from sappho to call your girlfriend

thoodleoo:

  • ἀστέρων πάντων ὀ κάλλιστος (of all the stars, the fairest)
  • πόλυ πάκτιδος ἀδυμελεστέρα, χρύσω χρυσοτέρα (far sweeter-sounding than the lyre, far more golden than gold)
  • τὰν ἰόκολπον (violet-tressed, one with violets in her lap)
  • ὦ κάλα, ὦ χαρίεσσα κόρα (o beautiful, graceful girl)
  • ἦρος ἄγγελος ἰμερόφωνος ἀήδων (nightingale, sweet-voiced messenger of spring)