I don't have a good camera. I do have shakey hands. I'm fond of flowers, manga, Ashe, queerness, strong flavours, fashion, curvy ladies, scrawny boys, seriously cute things like sloths, and pretty colours. I live on the west coast of Canadia, and study psychology. I have ADD, but mostly you won't notice on here, which is sort of sad because it occasionally leads to hilarious hijinks. Or at least I think so. Also, I talk in my sleep. About lemurs. I not very secretly want to be Rufus Wainwright or maybe Miyavi when I grow up, but I'll settle for being an awesome, LGBT-and-everything-else-positive sex educator and researcher, because the world needs more of that sweet action. All those times you sat in class, or read something, and thought, "Yeah, but what about me?" I'm going to fix that.
I have also recently realised my deep and unending love for cookies and cream stuff. It's like crack. With delicious cookie chunks.
Lady Captain America by *MischievousMartian
Can I just say
Here is an excellent example of doin’ a hot lady fighter right. Look at her arms and legs. She looks like she has the muscle mass to actually carry that shield and gun. She’s still got plenty of curves, but they feel in proportion to the rest of her body, and in line with the body type that’s being drawn. Also, those boobs look like they’re in a goddamn sports bra, not in some kind of magic anti-grav push-up. Her outfit in general is hot, but not at the price of looking functional: her underbust plate looks properly articulated so it won’t restrict movement too much, none of her costume looks like it’s magically glued on, and I like that she’s got a bunch of packs on her belt. And the most skin she’s showing is on her arms, which highlights her strength as much as her sexiness. And damn, gurl, look at that commanding, direct gaze. Ain’t no submissiveness goin’ on here.
The Devil’s Pet by Thorunn Arnadottir.
Lord let me find him
That I may see him