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I'm Victoria! 17. Oddly enough, fictional lesbians are my life. I live in NY (not the city) and I have a kitty named Callie. I ship pretty much anything, but my OTP is Brittana. Here you will find: Feminism, gay stuff, beautiful women, occasional nudity, and a lot of text posts. Hope you enjoy!! I also love getting messages ♥

emilyisobsessed:

Leslie Knope tries impressions and accents

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rizzoliandislestnt:

Maura: “¡Caliente!”
Season 5 Episode 11

rizzoliandislestnt:

Maura: “¡Caliente!”

Season 5 Episode 11


stefi327:

Naya on Chelsea Lately

http://www.buzzfeed.com/lyapalater/a-ton-of-random-famous-people-sang-farewell-to-chelsea-handl#43tao02 


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shouldnt:

FREEDOM


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breakfastisconfusing:

So about 8 months ago, I sent Hemo a fan letter talking about how much I love her and how she has inspired me. Yesterday, I came home to find that she had finally responded to it! I freaked out and ran around my house with the letter for a little bit before opening it to find this. She sent me a signed letter (which referenced how I have the same name as her character) and a picture with her signature on it as well. I’m seriously going to frame the picture and keep it on my bedside table. She is so ridiculously adorable, and it’s so amazing how she takes the time to answer all of her fan mail. I’m so grateful that this happened, and that I have Heather Morris in my life, because she’s made it better in every way.


musicpoetryandwritingislife:

nothingbuthighvibrations:

thotsinternational:

praxis89:

trillxdeath:

scaredatbest:

Holy FUCK

THIS

lmfao 

What the hell….

Lmfao, this was not what I was expecting. AT ALL.

Thats the best shit ive seen on here in a long time


magnacarterholygrail:

so-treu:

LIKE SHE’S NOT EVEN BEING SUBTLE ABOUT THE SHIT

religion: nicki minaj destroying and being disgusted at phallic symbols


get-happy-griff:

kuogayku:

intentionallyhomosexual:

hawk-and-handsaw:

It’s 2089. all cops have been replaced by genetically modified dogs that let children pet them, help old ladies cross the street, chase down criminals, never eat donuts, bark at cat-callers, analyze dna, easily track down murders, pee on white collar criminals, and tear the faces off of rapists. utopia has been reached. 

How was this accomplished you ask?
Well its simple
Dogs are colorblind

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BEST POST I HAVE SEEN ALL DAY!


castleoflions:

sapphosghost:

likeyoumeanitlikeyoudo:

Here’s part two of Valerie. Mostly the only part that matters *coughHEYAcough*

SHE HELD HER ENTIRE FUCKING ARM. THEN KISSED HER HAND. THAT WAS SO FUCKING INTIMATE I CAN’T FUCKING EVEN.

NAYA SINGING LIVE TOO. FUCK THE HATERS.


itsmehollymarie:

code-newyork:

likesgirlstho:

Born This Way-Toronto, 8PM

Look at that, flaunting that shirt with pride!

Been waiting for this! Rock it Di!

dead. fuckin’ dead. 


dekutree:

suspicious as fuck


brokensmile-deadeyes:

hwills456:

luvellah:

von—gelmini:

clannyphantom:

ponywindything:

thatradicalnotion:

Lisa Simpson at Stuff-n-Hug

This really says a LOT

simpsons is so next level

I took my girls shopping for some summer clothes Saturday. T-shirts, jeans, shorts. They both love Marvel and superheroes and transformers and Hogwarts and stuff like that. Not so much pink and pretty stuff. They’ve both grown so much that this was the first time we were shopping in the grown up women’s section. Boring selections when it comes to t-shirts. Flowers and zebras and butterflies.

But what was making it near impossible was that all the t-shirts, the few they kinda-sorta liked, had either low/wide cut necklines or were extremely tailored for nipped in waists with little cap sleeves and short hemlines. Showing way too much skin for their ages as far as we all were concerned. So we headed over to the men’s section. A whole WALL full of properly cut tees with great designs on them!

They ran over and started hunting up things they liked. Two women were stocking shelves. 

"You know these are MEN’S shirts."

"The girl’s section is over there."

"There’s not gonna be any Princesses over here, darlin’."

"These shirts are for the boys."

"This isn’t going to fit you right, honey."

I ignored the first time one of them said anything. Just told the girls what sizes they needed to look for and that they could each pick five shirts. But the women kept interrupting me. I tried to stay polite. “Yes, I know this is the men’s department.” But they kept making comments.

Finally I was getting mad. I told them we didn’t need any help. My girls were allowed to wear whatever they liked and they didn’t like the shirt designs in the women’s section and I didn’t like how low the necklines were.

Instead of just noticing that I was getting fed up with their “help”, they started arguing with me! One of them told my oldest, who is conventionally cute and skinny and starting to fill out (but still only 12), that “Oh that’s just because he’s your daddy. He doesn’t understand that a girl wants to show off for the boys!”

That was the last straw. I’m afraid I totally lost my temper. I told them (amongst a few other choice words) that they’d better walk away and come back to finish restocking the shelves once we’d left the area or I’d get the manager.

I try hard not to be rude to sales people and people in the service industry. That’s a difficult and thankless job. But for fuck’s sake! The first few comments were bad enough, but trying to undermine my moral authority with my kids? All in the name of  gender and sexuality policing. They couldn’t get past the idea that my girls might prefer t-shirts that had “boy” designs on them and that didn’t hyper-sexualize them. The idea was abhorrent to them and they had to interfere and then KEEP interfering.

Once our sales “help” was gone, the girls found a bunch of shirts. Captain America, Minecraft, Doctor Who, Batman, Avengers. All the stuff they’re into. I mean, they also like MLP and Littlest Pet Shop and soft fluffy stuffed animals and Monster High dolls. We hit the toy section too for some of that stuff cos they brought their saved-up allowances with them. 

At least we didn’t get any “help” in the shoe section. They’d’ve had a cow again cos while the youngest found a cute pair of pink and purple sneakers, I ‘let’ the oldest go to the men’s section and find a cool pair of dark blue and grey ones. (and omg their feet are huge! youngest wears a women’s size 9.5 and oldest wars a men’s 8. FFS, I wear a men’s 8.5. Their feet are almost as big as mine! How’d that happen?)

I hate this gender policing shit and won’t put up with it at all. I always feel for kids whose parents enforce this shit. I see it at stores when a girl or boy strays outside the lines, too often the parents are the one who pull them back into their place and it makes me sad.

Like, their friends who are boys, when they’re over at our house, they sit there and play with the girl toys as much as the boy toys. One of the boys loves playing LPS with my youngest, making up stories and stuff. The first time I walked out into the playroom and saw, he got so nervous and tried to say that he was just doing it to be nice to her. I told him that it was fine. He could play with whatever he wanted to and I wouldn’t tell anyone. Word got around to the other boys I guess cos now they all play whatever and don’t stop if I “catch” them.

I get shit from my mom about it too. I’m trying to make them into little boys. I shouldn’t have bought them trucks and toy swords when they were little. The oldest needs to learn to start wearing dresses now not just blue jeans. Why did I ‘let’ her get her hair cut short? I need to put the youngest on a diet and make her wear training bras. Why do I let them play with boys? etc etc etc. 

*eyeroll.gif*

I just find it so hard to believe that it’s the 21st century and people are still getting their knickers in a twist over this kind of thing.

^^^^ This man deserves a dad of the year award. ^^^^

This is one of the best posts on tumblr


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