*tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me? *tugs your shirt* do you hate me?
there are a NUMBER of folktale Woman-Creatures like selkies who exist to make the inherently coercive nature of heterosexual marriage explicit and to externalize male anxiety about how if your wife had actual autonomy she very well might disappear and you might never fucking hear from her again
which is a FASCINATING category of Woman-Creature imo
Oh! The intimacy of adopting each other’s vocabulary.
Reblog if
It’s 104% okay to come to your DM and just say, “Hi, can we be friends?” And then start asking you random questions.



