My sideblog of all things super gay Supergirl. I ship everything... except some things... And by that I mean that I ship a finite set of things.
My name is Aspen, I'm an INFP, I'm Sapphic and Agender and Demisexual and I'm here for all of your trash shipping needs.
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me trying to communicate that i am also gay through my eyeballs whenever I think the cashier is gay not to hit on them obviously just to let them know we are the same
“In 1986 Grandma was worried I wasn’t settling down. So I told her I was having a relationship—with a woman. “I am settling down, in my own way.” And the sunlight settled on the dust on the mantlepiece and the cat settled in Grandma’s lap and Grandma said there were two nurses boarding in her mother’s house in Yorkshire in 1916. And Grandma said she was in love with one of them.
70 years later, she still remembered waiting at the bottom of the boarding-house stairs to blush and smile hello at the funny, dark-eyed nurse she loved.
Love between women? Unforgettable.”
— Eleni Prineas, in Finding the Lesbians: Personal Accounts from Around the World (via oikabooks)
I kind of love that one of Jane Austen’s biggest fans was the Prince Regent (later George IV). She didn’t think very well of the nobility in general, but she motherfucking hated him, a wastrel who very flagrantly cheated on his wife.
But he loved her writing, was the first recorded purchaser of Sense and Sensibility, and kept copies of her books in all his residences. She never made enough from her writing to live on during her lifetime, so this wasn’t support she could casually toss aside. His librarian kept suggesting ideas for new books to her, which she turned down with exquisite politeness. Much to her aggravation, she found herself obliged to dedicate Emma to the man.
Local Novelist Is So Talented She Can’t Beat Royal Patron Off With A Stick
I’ve thought about it and this is so funny because a moral novelist having to civilly endure being patronized by a dissolute nobleman who loves but also totally doesn’t get her books is exactly the kind of thing that would happen in a Jane Austen novel.
a wonderful pre-plague memory which I just recalled because I used the same justification again, while talking with my dumbass right-leaning holier than thou coworkers:
was forced to talk with a horribly passive aggressive catholic family of a friend as I was helping her move out. you know the type – not outright hostile, but always making snide remarks under the pretence of polite conversation or curiosity.
I was waiting for her and they were watching TV, and some nonsense came up about the youth’s access to media which can “corrupt them”. you know, help them realise other sexualities exist and all that modern horror.
“it all starts somewhere, yes” the woman said, her aunt I think, “they are born normal but then they look at certain things too much and their brains get skewed”
they all, of course, knew that my friend wasn’t straight. reason for her moving out, after all. but I think that because of the fact that I wasn’t saying anything and compared to my friend looked rather… traditional, they assumed I must be, you know, “normal”.
“when we were kids, we spent time outside or in a church, and everyone was normal. but I do guess it has to start somewhere, especially with all that internet”
a side eye look at me, of course, to see if I agree. and I just sighed, like old people do, and replied:
“it all does start somewhere. I remember what turned me gay.”
a silence, nervous sound of stirring well-stirred cold tea. but, well, point to them, I still did agree with their idea, no? on the wrong side of the barricade but I still did agree that I was turned gay by something. probably some filthy perverted movie on late night TV.
they wait. they really did wait for me to go on.
so I just sighed again, heartbroken over the fact that I was turned gay against my will. a girl from a good home!
and I explained that my unholy condition was born out of one thing and one thing only: long hours of deep contemplation of the unbelievably beautiful – and numerous – statues of the Virgin Mary in our local church.
oh how quiet it got. how peaceful.
they changed the channel immediately and became wildly invested in whatever was happening on the screen. the well-stirred tea won another extra stir.
and then: “god bless!” we cheerfully bid them farewell.
I use it each and every time this subject pops up now. makes for great conversation or very pleasant silence.
It’s my favorite thing when a lesbian is just like “I got extra fries with my meal, gay rights” or an enby is like “wow trans rights I just got a free gift card to the movies” or a bi dude is like “finally found a plant that won’t die, queer rights I guess.” Like that is the funniest shit I don’t care.
Even better than its negative counterpart, “it’s raining, this is homophobic,” or “real transphobia is that I can’t get past this level.”
straight people HATE when we do this. they don’t understand it at all which makes it even better
On this video and in this environment especially, all the “but actually stealing is bad” people need to shut the fuck up
Those people on the streets are being left to die right now. The people in this video are getting them masks, hand sanitizer, food, and more - the stuff they need to have a better chance to get through this
For fuck’s sake, if you’re going to use law and order to condemn people who are literally saving lives, you are a monster. Would you not do anything to save a life? Or is it just that you don’t see the lives of unhoused people as worth protecting?
They are stealing work hours from people and causing more people to be poor cause if this shit. That is what happens so fuck your idiot self. This isn’t Robin Hooding.
2. You. are. evil. If you’re willing to let people die on the streets during a pandemic in order to get retail workers decent hours, you are a fucking monster and I have no qualms telling you that. Why do the retail employee’s wages matter to you more than the unhoused people’s lives? How many hours would management have to give to their employees for you to agree to put a gun against someone’s head and shoot? If you’re really dedicated enough to the law to leave innocent people to die then you’re fucking soulless and I refuse to try to reason with you
This entirely. I’ve worked retail, they never held us accountable for losses due to theft, and honestly how could they? Shoplift, help your neighbors, the whole system is set up to hurt all of us anyway so fight it!!
Literally when I was closing for w*l-m*rt electronic section I had, IN ONE NIGHT, 6 PS4 controllers ($60 each), 3 arcade machines ($120 each), and 3 home speaker systems ($500 each) stolen while I was stocking and helping other customers and I never, EVER, was held accountable for that despite being the ONLY person in the department that night. That’s aprox. $2220 stolen in ONE NIGHT, and it affected me in absolutly no way.
Stealing things that you dont need? Wrong.
Stealing from small, local shops? Not only Wrong, but massively a dick move, as this IS the situation where stealing affects employees directly.
Stealing from big-name franchise stores to help yourself or others, ESPECIALLY in times of need? Punk as fuck and totally right, dont let anybody tell you otherwise. They wont notice the shit missing, and even if they do? It wont be significant enough to even *begin* to make a difference to them.
How did you say “a bunch of entertainment luxuries were stolen on my shift and there were no repercussions to me or any other workers, only losses to the company and regular people getting free luxuries” and then follow that up with “but don’t steal things you don’t need like luxuries though, because that’s wrong for no particular reason”
I really really don’t get this Protestant ethic type of response from people who do support shoplifting, where something becomes immoral simply because it’s frivolous or unnecessary. I see it all the time. Like, yeah, shoplifting is a victimless crime, but only do it if you’re poor for some reason? If you steal something simply for enjoyment that’s sinful, only people with disposable income should have PS4′s because poor people don’t deserve anything other than bare minimum paycheck-to-paycheck misery
Fuck that noise. Steal cute clothes. Pirate video games. Sneak into movies. Yes, it is bread we lift for - but we lift for roses, too
some practical advice, because while we are willing to pay a fine or go to jail for whats right, ideally that wont be necessary.
- masks are helpful in preventing the spread of covid. theyre also helpful in making you harder to identify - larger shops are more easy to steal from, you are less likely to be noticed - check. clothes. for. alarms. - buying a decoy object might be a good idea - goes without saying, if u can fit it in ur pocket, it was free anyway - dont go in, grab smthn, then go out, you might as well spend a little longer - ask an employee where something you know they dont have is if ur worried u look suspicious
