Something that always perplexes me in fics is people just… Making out. And it doesn’t lead to sex. Like, adults in established relationships.

And like.

Have I been doing it wrong? Is that a pretty normal thing for people? To make out without it going anywhere?

I mean, one of my sensory things is to be disgusted by spit so maybe that’s it.

But like. I can’t remember the last time I made out with someone without it leading to sex.

“Nice boots, Tinker Bell!”: Steve Rogers as an allegory for the impossibility of performative masculinity.

mathildia:

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There’s nothing new about the consideration of male superheroes as icons of masculinity. Superman representing the pinnacle of wholesome, idealised masculine power, or The Hulk as an allegory for the angry, repressed male id. And these types of masculinity are not innate or inevitable. Masculinity, like all gender roles is a socially constructed performance.

But performative masculinity has a tension to it that performative femininity does not, because performing itself is seen as innately unmasculine. You cannot learn to be a real man, you are or you are not. You can’t make one or learn to be one. Because our story about masculinity is that it just is. It is an ur state of being. The most natural way for a human to be.

Steve Rogers came out of a bottle.

And Steve Rogers’s weapon is a shield. Steve does not attack, he defends. Steve Rogers is the only Avenger who does not thrust forward with a phallic weapon. From Loki’s staff to Clint’s arrows, Black Widow (who pairs so well with Steve because she is a phallic woman) has guns, Tony essentially is a giant penis (sorry, friends, that’s all I see), and of course no one would even pretend that Thor’s hammer isn’t Thor’s penis.

But Steve has a shield. And a shield isn’t particularly feminine. It is not a cup or a sheath or a hole. It is just anti-phallic.

And that is Steve. the non-phallic man. Because you can’t make a man in a machine. Only a strange kind of monster.

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greelin:

i just Cannot deal w/ gritty edgy Ultimately There Is No Hope And Everything Is Shit type of plots like my mood and morale are already low as is in real life and i don’t.. need the fiction i consume often to cope to be that disheartening? idk like. i just can’t do it anymore. i can’t put myself through it. i know it’s Not That Deep but also i just love.. corny cliché Hope Wins types of stories? it’s not even corny or cliché to me? it’s just. cathartic.