I just realized the best part of my new job, no dress code other than an apron. Do you know what that means? MOTHER FUCKING CAT SWEATERS! Awwwww yisssss~ *evil cackling in the distance*
You hear all these “you’re not a real fan unless” and it lists a hundred things, but I met a dude today who saw my Deadpool pin and asked what my favorite story arc was, and I explained that while I loved Deadpool, I was new to Marvel (I only really got into it a year and a half ago) and hadn’t been able to find a lot of the comics. Instead of making a face or a derogatory comment, he just offered to send me all the stuff he had. That is a true fan.
We’re the generation of women who will teach their sons to act respectfully instead of teaching our daughters to beware
This is everything I stand for.