Ellen Page and Robert Sheehan: Iāll be in your silly comic book show but only if I get to wear my own clothes

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Ellen Page and Robert Sheehan: Iāll be in your silly comic book show but only if I get to wear my own clothes

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āI canāt wait to meet you, Steph. Iāve even bought you a gift!āAs I minimised the WhatsApp conversation on my phone, I was filled with dread about what the next evening would bring. It was a couple of weeks before Christmas and I was going on my first date since the end of my last relationship, two years ago. To say I was extremely nervous was a severe understatement.
Iād been talking to Robert* for a couple of weeks via Bumble and then WhatsApp, and all seemed to be going well. Since the end of my last relationship, Iād been a bit wary of the opposite sex and had gone into every new dating app chat with a degree of scepticism (especially as I am plus-size ā more on this later), however Robert seemed different. He was funny, very intelligent, open-minded and ambitious and more importantly, accepted and preferred the fact that I am plus-size.
It seems a bit silly to have to declare something as trivial as oneās weight on an app, but due to how a large percentage of plus-size women are treated in the dating world, some of us choose to add a note about our weight to our profiles, almost as some kind of ādisclaimerā. Itās even worse when your weight intersects with something such as race or gender.
Date night with Robert finally came around and I was practically bursting into flames with excitement. Weād agreed to meet in Clapham in southwest London for a couple of drinks. I arrived at the venue early and tweeted a cute picture of myself, telling my followers that I was out on a first date. Robert arrived and the date began. We had a great time during the three or so hours we spent together ā we laughed, we exchanged hilarious date-fail stories, we spoke about our families, likes and dislikesā¦just normal date stuff, you know? Heād even bought me a little ornament for my room as Iād told him I was still doing it up, which was sweet.
Ā At the end of the night, we kissed and he said he wanted to see me again.A week later, and hours of speaking on the phone and texting throughout the night, we decided that heād come over to my flat and weād watch a few shows while I cooked (I know, I know, rookie mistake; like I said, Iām a dating newbie). Obviously, one thing led to another and we ended up sleeping together.
That was the last time I heard from him.Cut to this week when I receive an email from a friend of his. Apparently, Robert had shown my blog to his friends for āapprovalā. This friend tells me that in the interests of full transparency, he thought he should let me know that the reason I had not heard from Robert since our second date was because he had been dared to āpull a fat chickā and ā upon completing the dare ā had won a sum of money his friends had pooled.
I felt sick. A wave of embarrassment and humiliation washed over me, and I went into my bathroom and cried. I had been terrified of meeting and talking to men for fear of them judging my appearance. As much as I know that I am an awesome person, Iām blindingly aware that the way I look is not what mainstream society considers to be ābeautifulā, and thatās something I always have to think about and carry with me.
What should have been a lovely couple of dates ā a bid to improve my confidence and self-esteem while tackling the shark-infested waters of dating ā has turned into a teaching moment for me, and has definitely made me feel a lot more wary about dating in general and more importantly, trusting men.
Sadly, my story isnāt an isolated incident. Weāve all heard of sick pranks such as the āpull a pigā game, which involves a group of men daring each other to hook up with the least attractive woman (in their eyes) in order to gain clout. There are tales as long as my arm from fellow plus-size women who have been duped or tricked in this way and frankly, a discussion needs to be had about it.
Dating as a plus-size woman, you see, is an exercise rooted more in patience and frustration than in romance. When you are not being ignored by prospective interests, you are either subjected to humiliation and abuse or you are fetishised for your weight. Either way, the abject failure to consider the feelings of the plus-size women in these situations is just another example of the ways in which we are not afforded the luxury of being treated as human beings. It highlights the lack of respect that some men have for women, particularly if they do not comply with social norms.
As plus-size women, we are not afforded the same humanity, care, love and respect as our thinner counterparts. This can force a monumental drop in confidence and either put us off dating for life or lead us to partake in more casual dating in an effort to prove our worth through sex.
Luckily (or maybe unluckily?) I had already deleted Robertās number from my phone, after not hearing from him for a couple of weeks, so I have no way to contact and chastise him for what he did. I decided to ignore the friendās email and used Twitter to tell my story, in the hope of opening up the conversation about the way plus-size women are treated. My aim was to raise awareness, and while I received some amazing, positive feedback, it also came with its share of trolling and horrible comments ā almost all from men, who were either laughing at the situation or suggesting I change my appearance in order to be treated better next time.
I like to think that Iām confident enough and maybe numb enough to the whole experience and havenāt let it define me as a woman, but for those of us who are still on our journeys to finding self love and increasing our confidence, going through an experience where you are basically seen as an experiment can be battering.
Ultimately, what Iāve concluded is that men seem to undertake these āpranksā as a way of gaining respect from their male friends at the expense of womenās feelings. Men, itās time to stop being impressed by this toxic behaviour. Itās time to call it out, to hold each other accountable. Would you be as admiring if someone pulled a prank like this on a plus-size relative ā on your sister, perhaps, or your cousin? Most of all, itās time to start taking the emotions, perspectives and feelings of fat women seriously. Regardless of body shape, we all deserve to be treated with respect and basic common decency.
*Name has been changed
Itās important to give such things more visibility. I think writing about it is a brave act. Stephanie is so beautiful & powerful! ššššš
Men are the fucking worst
[original tweet:Ā https://twitter.com/deathbulge/status/1100892392243298306]
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Iād like to thank God, Jesus and the five people at Marvel who did not let Civil War 2 sink this beautiful, god-tier ship. š Thereās another panel before the last where they talk about the aftermath of Civil War 2 but Tumblr keeps flagging that screenshot ā itās frustrating because they talk about Rhodeyās PTSD but also Carolās trauma and itās such a good panel.

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Iām⦠honestly not sure how much harder someone could @ me. Really not.
Iāve never been dragged like this before
weāre going to have to call smutĀ ālemonsā again, arenāt we?Ā
LEMONS!? WHEN THE FUCK WAS THIS?!
oh you sweet summer childĀ
I actually made this a button last convention
Gaud I remember when it was lemons, I feel old now
explain pls
What are lemons??
I donāt own the copyright to this, others own the show. All I have is this saaaad little computer and a sketch pad. ^-^ Please donāt sue! I donāt need anymore stress!
Please R&R!!!!!!!
No flames. >///<
lol this story contains slash! Donāt like donāt read. Rated M. AragornxLegolas. lemon. Lololol ^-^ NO FLAMES OR I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY STABBITY SPORK OF Death! -__-
#this post made me age ten thousand years.
A/N: Things are probably going to be very OOC but who cares, Itās my fic, I do what I want! MUAHAHAHA!
Things story is lime but it might get a little lemony in later chapters ^.^ R&R no flaming!!! I donāt own the characters
Oh I almost forgot to trash talk Tumblr.
iām sorry, this is the funniest damn post iāve seen since staff made the announcementĀ
imagine being so bad at moderating your own website you decide to just kill half the user base and not fix any of the actual problems
Isnāt this the plot of Infinity War
I think this is a good time to post this.
(#if we reblog it enough it might become a staff pick)
Keep it up.

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listen, not to be dramatique but iād be fine with the terms omnisexual, polysexual, pansexual, etc to describe peopleās experiences if they werenāt a continuation of the lgbt+ communityās biphobia and desire to avoid the term bi
like you can id however you want, it isnāt my place to police anyone, but please think critically about why there are so many terms for identities of attraction to multiple genders, but thereās generally one accepted term for most other sexualities
honest to god, everyone in the comments trying to limit the definition of bisexuality is pissing me the hell off
donāt deign to tell me what I canāt be without even doing any research off of tumblr
bisexuality has and always has been the attraction to TWO OR MORE genders, REGARDLESS OF WHAT THOSE GENDERS ARE
within bisexuality there are a lot of separate experiences, however all fall under ābisexualā
https://www.binetusa.org/bisexuality/being-bi/1990-bi-manifesto
please go read yourself the 1990 bi manifesto, which sought to eliminate harmful misconceptions about bi people in 1990, including that bisexuality only involves two gender attraction or only involves attraction to binary genders
it honestly hurts that all of these still exist today and that so many of them have been echoed on this stupid post
also if I ever have to read ābi means two!!! :)))ā again Iām gonna actually scream
listen
THE BISEXUAL COMMUNITY DIDNT NAME ITSELF
THEY CLAIMED A MEDICAL TERM THAT WAS USED AGAINST THEM IN PRIDE
therefore any argument about ābut they named themselves 2!!!!ā is bullshit, bc no they didnāt
doctors who were trying to ācureā them oversimplified bisexuality into ātwoā, the bi community never claimed to be so simplistic
https://www.glaad.org/blog/us-bisexual-movement-biweek-history-lesson
this guy literally doesnt need tan
This guy dresses like he just got out of filming the lesbian version of queer eye
baby boy. baby

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āThe very best moment of my wild Arctic Fox experience from yesterday. Please enjoy with soundā
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First day of life up until 6th gradeĀ
Jumped all the way to Freshman year of High School
Then I cut my hair Junior year, why did I do that
Slowly it started growing back and thenā¦.
I finally felt comfortable to express myself (the picture on the left was my debut)
At this point in my transition I am 6 months into HRT
A year on HRT
Over a year and a half on hormones. My transition hasnāt been the clearest path but I am so happy that I am on it.
Update:
2 years since my coming outĀ
2 years on hrt
2.3 years on hrt
2 and a half years on hormonesĀ
Its been a while since Iāve done an update so here it goes
At this point I am 3 years into my Hormone Replacement Therapy. Iām thriving.Ā
These pictures were taken days apart and I am 3 and a half years into my medical transition (The picture on the right was also posted by Instagram on all their major social media handles attached with an interview I did with them for International Womenās Month)
During this time I was 4 years into HRT. Clearly living for it.
I am currently 4 and a half years into HRT, 5 years into socially transitioning, 6 years into when i first came out to my community around me and Iām loving life more than I ever thought I would.Ā
Lil mini update!! Itās my 5 years on hormones and I think thatās quite the milestone to be proud of so hereās some pics since the last update.
Canāt wait to see how the next 5 years go!
I will always reblog this post. Itās so heartwarming.
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