fandomsandfeminism:

Hi Fandoms,

My name is Rosie. I’m 22. I grew up in Texas, about an hour south of Austin. I’m the oldest of 4 children; the child of teachers; on my way to be a teacher as well.

I’m a fan of Sci-Fi and Fantasy, of anime and manga, of magical girls and pirates. I’m a fanfic writer and reader, a con-goer and a casual cosplayer. I’m a nerd girl and a feminist. 

I like Star Trek and blueberry muffins and really sweet tea mixed with lemonade and cowboy boots and my pet snake and playing N64 games. 

And I’m bisexual. 

In a lot of ways, my bisexuality is one of the least important things about who I am as a person. In other ways it is incredibly important. Being a bisexual woman changes the way the world treats me, the way our society treats me, and, sadly, it changes the way that fandoms and nerd culture and the media treats me. 

And let me just say this: Fandoms, you really suck sometimes. 

Before you click that read more, know this: I don’t speak for all LGBTQ+ fans. I speak only for myself, but this is as honest as I really know how to be, and I think that it’s something that should be said. 

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Thank you for putting this into words, especially the part about wanting so badly to see representation. I also read the LGBT+ books in my school library dozens and dozens of times. 

afro-khaleesi:

youarenotdesi:

fat-amy-for-president:

fat-amy-for-president:

I was at Hot Topic and saw this cool tshirt for some band or something called Bring Me the Horizon and idk what bring me the horizon is and don’t really care but the shirt is cute so i’ll wear it

This was an experiment. See how people started getting mad at me for “buying” a Bring Me The Horizon shirt, when I said I really knew nothing about them? How I said I bought it simply because I thought it was cute? Completely disregarding who the band was?

This is how people from other cultures feel when you purchase and wear garb from their culture with no knowledge of what that garb symbolizes and means. If you wear or use something for the wrong reasons, people get mad. 

This has got to be by far one of the best ways to explain cultural appropriation to people.

OH HAY. TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO STILL DON’T GET WHY CULTURAL APPROPRIATION IS A BIG DEAL MAYBE YOU’LL GET IT NOW?

Funny how people can get all upset when it’s something they care about, but as soon as they get called out for appropriating another culture, “it’s just clothes”.

(via feminist-space)

I was in my grade 10 drama class. I was struggling with body issues.

My male teacher decided it would be a great idea to do a lining up game where you have to get into a line based on certain criteria, but you can’t speak. I think it was to force us to use our bodies to communicate or something. The point doesn’t matter.

It was fine, if a little boring, until he told us to form two separate lines, one for boys and one for girls, smallest pants size to the largest.

It says something that I can still remember every detail.

Automatically, the skinny popular girls went to the front of the line, pushing other girls back. I lied and said I was a size 5 when I was really a size 7. I was still the second to last girl in the row. I can’t imagine how difficult it must have been for the last girl. Or how it must have felt to a bigger girl considering we were all size 9 and under, still fairly thin by societal standards.

Teachers have an enormous impact on their student’s lives. I wonder if he even noticed how the size 0 girls snickered when we were forced to say our pants size to the whole class to make sure we lined up in the right order. I wonder if he noticed how I clutched my stomach and tried to hide, tried to turn invisible. I wonder if he noticed how even the thin girls were silently arguing back and forth about who should be first in line, because they were so determined to be the thinnest in the class. I wonder if he noticed how self-conscious everyone looked, how I bet nobody paid attention to the rest of the lesson, how everyone hurried to get out of that room.

I don’t remember much from my drama class, just little half-memories here and there. But I remember that activity clear as day.

Even if you think teenagers need to get over their body image, even if you personally don’t think there’s anything wrong with being a size 7 or an even larger size, you need to think about what you are asking students to do.

I have never felt so uncomfortable in a classroom. 

It’s been 5 years since I was in grade 10. I can’t remember the teacher’s name. But I remember he didn’t think about his students while he was lesson planning. 

You aren’t teaching the curriculum, you are teaching students. Be aware.

ambassador-of-anguish:

shouldertappingghosts:

If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.

This is perfect.

Do it!

(via flameswithoutfire)