ı the world ain’t ending, but it might as well be ı
how am i not tired of reading about the same two people falling in love in 5000 different ways yet
What I’m trying to say is…I’ve loved you since I was 11, the shit won’t go away
When adorableusername wrote …
There’s a difference between “Ian and Mickey’s contradiction of stereotypes about gay men is an important depiction on television because of their addition to the diversity of gay storylines” and “Ian and Mickey’s contradiction of stereotypes about gay men is an important depiction on television because the way they interact with gender norms is superior to gay men who don’t conform to expectations of masculinity.”
… I kind of felt like someone kissing solid ground after having spent a month at sea. It perfectly crystallized all the thoughts I’ve had since reading quotes like this one (from The Wrap):
[Mickey and Ian] defy stereotypes and do not signal their sexuality with limp wrists or theatrical gestures. Both revel in their masculinity and seem more interested in throwing a punch than picking out flower arrangements. It’s to Fisher and Monaghan’s credit that they stubbornly refuse to resort to stereotype, showing us that gay, like straight, comes in many shades.
So, yes, if we’re talking performative masculinity, Mickey and Ian are knocking it out of the park. But isn’t one of the central themes, for both of these characters (Mickey, especially), how incredibly damaging it’s been to live under the thumb of this super-narrow, hegemonic construct of maleness? Like, Mickey has been indoctrinated with the message: “If you show emotional vulnerability, behave with tenderness toward the people you love, or stray from the ‘script’ in any way you should expect to incur physical harm.”
You know what I hate? When people get pissed off when you tell them you don’t want them to touch you. Like excuse me, I don’t actually want you to touch my arm. I don’t want a hug right now. I don’t give a shit if you’re family. I don’t care if the phrase “I don’t want to be touched” puts you off. Just don’t fucking touch me.
where da party at
you are the person our math problems warned us about
Applying for jobs is starting to feel a lot like