bucky raids steve’s underwear drawer and then rebels against pants
Bucky in flag-themed underwear and no pants and giving zero fucks is like, my ultimate fluff fic and I would be eternally grateful to the person who was not me and wrote like, every Avenger/SHIELD Agent/failed Hydra assassin’s reaction to it. Like,
"Why do you have the flag on your ass?"
"Why do you think, genius?"
"Are you trying to imply that you’re sleeping with Captain America?"
"M’fuckin’ sayin’ it. Got an issue?"
The Avengers crowd round the computer screen, eyes wide and mouths open. Director Fury is sat to the side, his mouth drawn in a taught line.
"This organisation is there to serve the world," he says slowly. "And we are most known for our Twitter feed, which always seems to have a compromising photograph of at least one team member every other day. So… Who’s responsible this time?"
"Barton!" Tony cries immediately, pointing to the archer who yells in protest.
"Is that true?" Fury asks. Clint swallows.
"In my defense, sir… This picture is CERTAINLY doing the world a service."
Before Fury can unleash his wrath, Bucky and Steve swan in, chatting and beaming easily. However, they halt when they notice everyone’s eyes on them.
"Urm… Is everything alright?" Steve asks. Thor strides over and claps Bucky on the back.
"You have the body of a warrior, cybernetic one! I am proud to call you an ally!"
"Urm…" Bucky looks helplessly at Nat, who’s smirking behind her hand. Clint is singing the National Anthem quietly under his breath and Tony is saluting as Bruce and Coulson share mournful looks. Steve gasps and points to the computer screen.
There, in all his glory, is Bucky, in nothing but star spangled undies. He squints at the screen, everyone collectively holding their breath, when he pulls back and grins.
Last night my little sister (5th grade) was making an e-mail account
She saw gender and went to click female when she noticed the “other” choice
She looked at me confused and I started to explain that some people don’t think they fit in with strictly male or female
"Oh! You mean like transgender and stuff like that. I was freaked out for a second- I thought they meant robots."
Yet another example the kids are more open-minded than adults
there was a hella cute boy in panera today and i didn’t even realize that the cashier was talking to me i was too busy staring at him
What makes me so happy about this is that she isn’t telling you you must love your body or that you are obligated to. She saying you have permission to. And that’s important, because there are a lot of reasons why people have trouble with self-love. But the idea that you aren’t supposed to love your body, that you aren’t allowed to for whatever reason, needs to be crushed. If you can’t love you body right now, if your body causes you pain or disphoria or distress, you aren’t required to love it. But you are ALLOWED to. You are entitled to the chance to make peace with your body, if you ever reach a point where you are ready to. No one else should be trying to stop you.
Sometimes I see or read things, and I didn’t realize that I needed them until they are two GIFs of Nicki Minaj and some amazing commentary that come across my dash and I instantly burst in to tears and feel a weight lifted off my chest.
This is so important
Jane Espenson (from interview with Advocate.com)\
I dunno how many which ways this needs to be said
If we can’t write diversity into sci-fi, then what’s the point? You don’t create new worlds to give them all the same limits of the old ones.