slayboybunny:

ya hes cute…….but is he conscientious of the social inequalities and corruption in hierarchies of power that plague this world

♥ 56604 — 2 minutes ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via mellarkberries (source)

ffruzsiinthebox:

lindajing:

Emma Watson makes a good point. People are gross. 

I can’t believe people are this fucking disgusting…it actually doesn’t surprise me but I still can’t believe it

♥ 181 — 11 minutes ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via ffruzsiinthebox (source)
mccoydarling inquired:

Please talk forever about Helen and ancient greek you are so enpoint

professorfangirl:

elucipher:

in the iliad helen speaks the last lament for hector. the only man in troy who showed her kindness is slain—and now, helen says, πάντες δέ με πεφρίκασιν, all men shudder at me. she doesn’t speak in the iliiad again.

homer isn’t cruel to helen; her story is cruel enough. in the conjectured era of the trojan war, women are mothers by twelve, grandmothers by twenty-four, and buried by thirty. the lineage of mycenaean families passes through daughters: royal women are kingmakers, and command a little power, but they are bartered like jewels (the iliad speaks again and again of helen and all her wealth). helen is the most beautiful woman in the world, golden with kharis, the seductive grace that arouses desire. she is coveted by men beyond all reason. after she is seized by paris and compelled by aphrodite to love him against her will—in other writings of the myth, she loves him freely—she is never out of danger.

the helen of the iliad is clever and powerful and capricious and kind and melancholy: full of fury toward paris and aphrodite, longing for sparta and its women, fear for her own life. she condemns herself before others can. in book vi, as war blazes and roars below them, helen tells hector, on us the gods have set an evil destiny: that we should be a singer’s theme for generations to come—as if she knows that, in the centuries after, men will rarely write of paris’ vanity and hubris and lust, his violation of the sacred guest-pact, his refusal to relent and avoid war with the achaeans. instead they’ll write and paint the beautiful, perfidious, ruinous woman whose hands are red with the blood of men, and call her not queen of sparta but helen of troy: a forced marriage to the city that desired and hated her. she is an eidolon made of want and rapture and dread and resentment.

homer doesn’t condemn helen—and in the odyssey she’s seen reconciled with menelaus. she’s worshipped in sparta as a symbol of sexual power for centuries, until the end of roman rule: pausanias writes that pilgrims come to see the remains of her birth-egg, hung from the roof of a temple in the spartan acropolis; spartan girls dance and sing songs praising one another’s beauty and strength as part of rites of passage, leading them from parthenos to nýmphē, virgin to bride. cults of helen appear across greece, italy, turkey—as far as palestine—celebrating her shining beauty; they sacrifice to her as if she were a goddess. much of this is quickly forgotten. 

every age finds new words to hate helen, but they are old ways of hating: deceiver and scandal and insatiate whore. she is euripides’ bitchwhore and hesiod’s kalon kakon (“beautiful evil”) and clement of alexandria’s adulterous beauty and whore and shakespeare’s strumpet and proctor’s trull and flurt of whoredom and schiller’s pricktease and levin’s adulterous witch. her lusts damned a golden world to die, they say. pandora’s box lies between a woman’s thighs. helen is a symbol of how men’s desire for women becomes the evidence by which women are condemned, abused, reviled.  

but no cage of words can hold her fast. she is elusive; she yields nothing. she has outlasted civilisations, and is beautiful still. before troy is ash and ruin she has already heard all the slander of the centuries; and at last she turns her face away—as if to say: i am not for you

holy fuck

♥ 4039 — 15 minutes ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via ichooseupeetachu (source)

northernshe-wolf:

A Song of Ice and Fire Fancasting Meme  |  [5/9] characters’ family members who aren’t portrayed

Arianne Martell

Arianne grew up at the Water Gardens. She has two younger brothers Quentyn and Trystane

When she was 14, Arianne found a letter that her father was about to send to her brother Quentyn, in which he stated that his son would one day sit in his place and rule Dorne, suggesting that Prince Doran intended for her younger brother to succeed him, passing over Arianne entirely. According to her own account, she cried about her discovery for many days.

She saw the marriage prospects Prince Doran entertained for her as further proof of these plans, as she expected a marriage match that befit her rank as a high lord’s heiress. Instead, Prince Doran publicly entertained suits from various elderly lords. Unbeknownst to her, he merely used these suitors, which he knew Arianne would refuse, as cover for his plan to marry his daughter to Viserys Targaryen as part of his long-term goal to bring House Targaryen back to the Iron Throne.

As heiress to Sunspear, she was permitted to hold the titular governance of Dorne during her father’s absences. Although until his death Prince Oberyn was considered to be the true reigning power at these time.

The death of Viserys alters Doran’s plans with instead a marriage between Quentyn and Daenerys, while Arianne is secretly reinstated as the heiress to Sunspear. Soon after her failed attempt of trying to put Mrycella on the Iron Throne, finds out about her fathers true plans.

Aiysha Hart as Arianne Martell

♥ 49 — 29 minutes ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via fyeahmartells (source)

fragilemoons:

Australian actress Caitlin Stasey

♥ 665 — 35 minutes ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via ffruzsiinthebox (source)
"Sure, your phone was hacked, your privacy was invaded and you were exploited but it’s still your fault."

mysharona1987:

Life in a rape culture, essentially.

♥ 320 — 4 hours ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via ffruzsiinthebox (source)
❝ I luxuriate more in a whole day alone; a day of easy natural poses; slipping tranquilly off into the deep water of my own thoughts, navigating the underworld. ❞
Virginia Woolf, Diary Entry, 18 June 1926. (via mirroir)
♥ 1819 — 5 hours ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via evrrlark (source)

But women can never be careful enough, can we? If we take naked pictures of ourselves, we’re asking for it. If someone can manage to hack into our accounts, we’re asking for it. If we’re not wearing anti-rape nail polish, we’re asking for it. If we don’t take self-defence classes, we’re asking for it. If we get drunk, we’re asking for it. If our skirts are too short, we’re asking for it. If we pass out at a party, we’re asking for it. If we are not hyper-vigilant every single fucking second of every single fucking day, we are asking for it. Even when we are hyper-vigilant, we’re still asking for it. The fact that we exist is asking for it.

This is what rape culture looks like.

This is what misogyny looks like.

♥ 20219 — 7 hours ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via daisy4160 (source)
thefeministme:

VIA: Emma Watson’s Twitter

thefeministme:

VIA: Emma Watson’s Twitter

♥ 15297 — 9 hours ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via thefeministme
#queen  

sixpenceee:

guykneecologist:

This.

omfg reblogging till the end of time

♥ 904667 — 9 hours ago on 02 Sep 2014 — via fearlessevrdeen (source)