Here’s to the people who…

quidditchconsent:

… Ask “can I kiss you?” or lean in halfway and then wait for you to close the gap.

… Tap the item of clothing and check to see if you’re okay removing it.

… Respect your boundaries *without* pointing out how “nice” and “patient” they’re being and how very hard they’re struggling to be okay with it.

… Surprise you with kisses *only after* you’ve told them how much you enjoy getting surprise kisses from them.

… Remember where you don’t like to be touched.

… Appreciate your body as it is and when it changes.

… Communicate before, during, and after intimacy.

Here’s to the people who make consent a natural part of relationships, as it should be.

dwarvesandrobots:

theghostboy:

things i say that confuse and worry my coworkers:

• “happy birthday” every time i hand them something
  
• “well, that’s not ideal” whenever something is going wrong
  
• “we are in the timeline that god abandoned” whenever i’m mildly inconvenienced
• “can’t you see that your fighting is tearing this family apart?” whenever two or more coworkers are arguing
• referring to taking medication as “eating medicine”
• “time to go back to prison!” when putting animals back in their cages
• referring to inanimate objects as (s)he, particularly when i break something and say “oh no, he’s dead.” this concerns them especially when i follow it up with “that’s not ideal”
• “what are they gonna do, fire me?”
  

I work in a blood bank, and constantly refer to blood types as flavors, such as “Oh, you need two units? What flavor is he?” And my older coworkers just look at me confused but my coworker that’s my age doesn’t miss a beat and responds “A Pos”

1010ll:

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adamantiumloz:

liberalnation:

Senator Penny Wong reacting to the ‘Yes’ vote of Same Sex Marriage in Australia #ssm2017

Hey here’s a picture of Penny and her partner Tanya with their daughter.

I’m so happy for Penny and all of our wonderous LGBT+ community!

quibbs:

bigasseyesfullawonder:

quibbs:

getting up at 6:00 am made me realize that 6:00 am isnt a place it is an emotion

6:00 am isn’t a place at all

thats because it is an emotion

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midtown120blues:

me, desperately barreling down the highway trying to read these truisms at 75 miles per hour: DOES THE LANE MERGE OR NOT

incidentalcomics:

New comic! Slices of Life

Want to read more comics on creativity and life? Check out my book, The Shape of Ideas, and my 2018 Incidental Comics wall calendar!

kittykat8311:

quartztiger:

gillianandersunshine:

kitterly:

hazelbeewitched:

vaspider:

lesbiansandthelivingdead:

decalexas:

titaniavs:

zahraaxix:

DUDE my teacher canceled class the other day and so the next day we were all like oh no is everything ok?? and shes like “oh yeah its fine its just my wife wasn’t feeling good so i took her home, made her some soup, yknow fun stuff” and i swear everyone in class froze for a sec cuz we never knew she was a lesbian but then we spent a good 30 min of class time discussing whether her wife actually ate the soup cuz we all know she sucks at cooking

this is beautiful

I had a professor who would talk in class about her wife and their four daughters and it always made me go !!! inside. like, wooooow, family goals.

In my undergrad, I took a module that had two lecturers teaching it. The first was very butch and would occasionally talk about how brilliant her wife was in the field and would talk about her kids and general family life. Then the other lecturer took over classes, and she would talk about her wife too, and how brilliant her wife was academically. Then they taught a class together and the penny dropped. They were talking about each other and both thought the other was the literal shit in their area of media. 

It’s been delightful for me to watch my friends finally able to get legally married. Every time @crofethr says “my wife” it’s like a chorus of bluejays dance around behind her.

I was at work at a deli a few weeks ago and this group of three women came in pretty late at night. One was the mother of one of them, and the other two were just being really cute and holding hands and cuddling and whatnot. One was leaning on the other and she seemed really tired, so her wife ordered for her and the mom was like, “Married for seven years, they know each others’ orders by heart” and I honestly felt like I’d been blessed

one time a lecturer was discussing all the stupid reasons she’s been called up in front of the board (which include an actual formal accusation of witchcraft) and once a student accused her of homophobia and homophobic statements and she walked into the formal board hearing with her only prepared defense being “remember how I’m married to another woman ok thanks let’s go get lunch” 

omg when ladies talk about their wives and just say “my wife” I just get so excited and happy because it is all possible and real. it’s so amazing and beautiful

I’m an optician and one day I had 2 women, one blonde and one brunette, come in to pick up glasses. I had the blonde try on hers while the brunette was talking to one of my coworkers. When she put them on I said, “Oh looks like they’re not sitting straight.” Without missing a beat she said “Oh honey, nothing about me is straight,” and proceeded to pat her wife on the butt and say “Honey, did you hear what I said? It was really funny. Honey? Honey, I said nothing about me is straight.”

this post cleared my skin watered my crops

recked:

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