The fact that the ALA shared this link is so gloriously bitter and angry and I love it.
Is there a portmanteau for that? Angritter? Bangry?
Amazon is searching for all kinds of ways to get little chunks of change out of readers, isn’t it?
I could have spent the rest of my life without reading this particular reductio ad absurdum.
found this gem in the 1996 Cornell Women’s Handbook. it’s what to say when a guy tries to get out of using a condom
i want this printed on a t-shirt
I’ve said many, many times that my favorite thing about tamorapierce's “Circle of Magic” universe is the fact that these four isolated children have magic quite unsuited to their stations. Class is the barrier that seems most prevalent in their world (because sexism is incredibly…
Typing an essay due tomorrow at 3 in the morning
never seen anything more accurate
Finally made something Tamora Pierce for my wall :)
I don’t think I’ve posted this yet - my piece for the Rookery anthology with some other just graduated SVA classmates. The theme of the book was myths and urban legends. I spent my childhood summers on an island in Nova Scotia, and I was always fascinated with seals, and, because of that, selkies.
Disclaimer: I have not made out with a seal. Yet.
"I vow to love and cherish you for as long as I may live," Steve says, and every few words is prompted by a kick against the warped car door, which tears free.
"I vow to always try to see your side in an argument and engage in phone sex with you when one of us is away," Tony says, grinning when Steve sighs at him and pulls a bit of metal back so Tony can crawl into the backseat.
"I vow to stay by your side, in sickness and in health, ‘til death do us part," Steve says, helping Tony out of the upside-down car and onto the muddy grass.
"I vow to love you even when you’re being a huge jackass," Tony says, framing Steve’s face in his hands.
Steve grins, not even pretending like he isn’t misty-eyed. “Back at you.”
"Trust you two to get married in a ditch after crashing your car," Rhodey’s voice comes over the phone. "Do you, Tony Stark, take Steve Rogers to be your lawfully wedded husband, as long as you both may live?"
Rhodey’s snort is tinny over the phone. “Do you, Steve Rogers, take Tony Stark to be your lawfully wedded husband, as long as you both may live?”
"You may kiss-" Rhodey pauses. "Okay, nevermind, I hear the kissing. It’s loud. Loud kissing. Loud- moaning- okay, guys, starting the honeymoon a little early there. Come on, aren’t you in a ditch? Next to a mangled car? There are helicopter looking for-"
"Tell them to give us an hour," Steve says, one hand on the phone and the other down Tony’s pants.
"Two," Tony says, and then groans when Steve successfully gets his hand into Tony’s boxers.
"Two," Steve agrees, pulling Tony back into the backseat, which is mostly unmangled.
"You guys are idiots," Rhodey sighs. "See you at the ceremony tomorrow, Pepper’s organizing it and she says you guys have to be there by 10 and if y- okay, I can’t do this, I just heard Captain America talking dirty to my best friend, I’ll see you tomorrow, bye."
They helicopters eventually find them several hours later, naked in the backseat of a totalled car. No-one is surprised.
Good lord, this is the most stark portrayal I’ve seen of this.
Holy crap, over nine years?