Okay but can we talk about this?
It’s been a long day. He’s been tortured and shot (with both bullets and arrows) and flung across rooms and through walls and he just discovered that his uncle lied to him. And not just the oh haha just kidding I’m not really comatose lie, but the big motherfucking oops I killed your sister on purpose lie.
He spent months visiting Peter, looking for direction, for a connection, for anything that could make burying Laura (twice) hurt a little less, and Peter, in his madness, betrayed his niece and nephew in the worst way. He literally ripped apart the only person Derek allowed himself to stay close to after the fire, and yet it still hurts him to do this. He knows how precious humanity is, how quickly it can disappear, how it can just get carried away like so much smoke in the wind.
The Argents think it’s some default setting that they were blessed with. That it’s just an attribute - human, like blonde or brunette, something they don’t have to work to maintain. But on that day alone, Chris Argent drove his SUV full speed at a sixteen-year-old boy, with no solid proof the boy was anything extraordinary. Allison helped capture someone she supposedly loves and a man she knows nothing about, even though she knew the best they could hope for at her aunt’s hands was more torture. And don’t even get me started on Kate. Kate with the smile that can light up a room while she talks about burning people alive.
And yet Derek Hale had to pause and brace himself before killing the mad bastard that murdered his sister.
This boy was born with a heart ten sizes too big, and he’s going to be a kickass Alpha.
(Source: gmacht, via eveningowl)
"The sex drive of men is something we are all comfortable with in this country. It’s funny and hormonal and slapstick (American Pie), it’s potentially uncontrollable, maniacal/homicidal (American Psycho), it is adulterous and is insatiable (American Beauty), it is fun and social (American Graffiti) and it is entrepreneurial (American Gigolo). But women? No. NC-17. XXXX. Stop it with the moaning."
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Funny (read: fucking infuriating) thing about this: where female pleasure is generally a no-no, female pain is often viewed as less extreme. This skewed perception of female sexuality results in “Blue Valentine” being rated NC-17 because a woman is shown enjoying receiving oral sex, while “The Last House on the Left” and “The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo” come away with R-ratings, despite both having explicit rape scenes.
So not only does our film culture limit female sexuality, but it limits it to the exact opposite of what anyone would hope sexuality to be: dark, shameful, violent, and only ever remotely pleasurable if orchestrated by a man - but never at the expense of the man’s own pleasure.
In “Blue Valentine”, Ryan Gosling gets Michelle Williams off, after all. We don’t see his character orgasm.
And, evidently, that’s far too threatening to the virility of men everywhere.
(Source: theroadbeststraddled.blogspot.com, via briennethebeauty)
so, we were shopping today and my mum was wearing this woolly, spotty dress. all my aunties really liked it and we got dragged to m&s so they could all have a look. they looked. they liked. all three of them bought the dress. at the same time. while my mum was stood next to them, wearing it.
and then they all wore it for dinner.
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"Although most boys figure out how to bring themselves to orgasm by age thirteen, half of girls don’t have their first orgasms until their late teens, twenties, or beyond. Teenage girls widely agree that they get the message loud and clear that masturbation is something boys do, but girls don’t, can’t, or shouldn’t. The cultural focus on intercourse tells young women to expect they’ll begin to experience sexual pleasure once they have sex with a man (whether or not they’re even interested in sex with men). Nearly all teen boys, on the other hand, experience sexual pleasure long before they get their hands—or other body parts—into a partner’s pants. Despite the massive advances in women’s equality, young women’s sexuality is stuck in a surprising paradox. Young women are sold provocative clothes but aren’t taught where to find their own clitoris. Many girls give their boyfriends oral sex, but are too uncomfortable with their own bodies to allow the guys to return the favor. It’s still a radical act to say that women need and deserve access to information about their own sexual pleasure—not just about the risks and negative consequences of sex."