Dear Santa, thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish. It’s Easter now, so I hope I didn’t wake you but… honest, it is an emergency. There’s a crack in my wall. Aunt Shy says it’s just an ordinary crack, but I know its not cause at night there’s voices so… please please can you send someone to fix it?
I’ll love you for a thousand more
"A Thousand Years" by Christina Perri
I've been compromised.
Somebody pointed out to me that Susan Ivanova was the first bisexual woman in American sci-fi television.
The show was years ago now, and things have changed, but Ivanova was a very strong “identity” character for me at the time. A lot of the time we’re the invisible letter. A lot of the time, the B letter is glossed over - especially for women, when people pull out the crap lines about “fluid female sexuality” and “aren’t all women secretly bi”?
We exist. And Susan Ivanova was a character that did not revolve around her sexuality - she revolved around her command skills, her charisma, her occasional moments of being completely flustered. She was, as I put it, “a character that happens to be bi.” It was important, but she was not a stereotype…and she was a major character.
And now I think about it and the only other major bisexual woman I can think of in science fiction since is River Song. (Whom I also love and adore). Doctor Who also gives us the amazing bisexual man Jack Harkness and there are even hints that the Doctor himself may not be entirely hetero…
Where are we? The novel I’m shopping right now has a bisexual man as a major character, but it just makes me think.
We’re still the invisible letter in the alphabet soup. We still don’t have the kind of representation I would like.
And I’m as horribly guilty of it as others. Sometimes, true, it doesn’t fit the story - sometimes my main character is very, very clear about being one or the other. Sometimes it would dilute something else I’m trying to say.
But I sit here as a bisexual woman and go “Why am I not writing more bisexual characters? Why am I not writing more women like me - bisexual and in committed relationships - to remind the world we exist?
And the answer? It’s hard to be bisexual! It’s hard to WRITE that conflict without baring more of my own soul than I’m entirely comfortable with.
Growing up, I did not have a bisexual role model. I did not, for that matter, have a lesbian one. My introduction to the community was a wonderful man named Alan Wood - a close friend of my father’s, and a frequent guest at our dinner table…but never with his partner, because things were not right in the UK at the time, and his wonderful, wonderful partner, now his wonderful husband, would have lost his job if it had come out he was gay. So, I saw both that gay people were okay AND understood how society screws things up, in one swoop.
It’s HARD to be bisexual. It’s hard to be a bisexual teenager without knowing bisexual people, it’s hard to feel that swing from “I like boys…but I like girls…but I like boys…” Teenaged hormones made me yoyo, made me bop around, all over the Kinsey scale, and never sure where I was.
My first bisexual role model WAS Susan Ivanova.
Thank you, John Michael Straczynski. You may well have no clue how much you helped.
Now to contemplate my own shortcomings.
IVANOVA IS GOD. For many reasons.
Unrelated relatedly, I’m still angry that BtVS didn’t let Willow be bisexual. I mean, yay lesbian icon and all that, but I always felt like the narrative was telling me that Willow falling in love with a woman *obviously* meant that she was “gay now” and thus would never have interest in men ever again (or never really did, maybe).
Ivanova was incredibly important to me when I was in high school. I mean, she was incredibly important to me for a lot of reasons—she was responsible and competent, she took no shit, she was unapologetically dedicated to her career, she was honorable and hewed to her own code of ethics, she had a wicked sense of humor, she had male friends with no will-they-or-won’t-they (and boy, at a time when I was hearing a lot of BS about how men and women can’t just be friends, it was refreshing that she was buddies with Sheridan and Garibaldi with no sexual tension implied), she was religious without being a religious stereotype, she was brave and intelligent and dedicated and incisive and, yes, beautiful—and being a beautiful woman didn’t undercut any of those prior traits. Ivanova was who I wanted to be when I grew up—or, to quote the series, “Ivanova is God.” But to young bisexual me, the fact that she was a canon bisexual was huge. By modern standards, the representation was pretty low-key, but at the time… it was huge.
There will always be a place in my heart for Susan Ivanova.
Well he missed a pretty god damn big one didn’t he
u fucked up, Tony
u fucked up big time
you had one job, Tony
what if he did find it though?
what if after the avengers, he just archived the data, fully intending to look at it all later, and then kind of forgot about it because he was too busy trying to tinker his trauma away?
what if after iron man 3 he got bored one day, went through his data banks, found all this damning evidence, and figured it out?
what if he found out during winter soldier and tried to contact someone, but steve and natasha were already underground, fury was faking the dead, hill was with fury, coulson and his team were being held hostage on the plane, clint was nowhere to be found, thor was in asgard, and bruce was on vacation in hawaii?
what if he couldn’t do anything about it because he’d gotten rid of all the suits?
what if he was building one from his old files and going to try to do something about it, but then jarvis brought up the news and all he could do was sit there and watch the helicarriers fall because as good as his tech was, it still couldn’t finish the armor fast enough for him to help?
what if he knew but he couldn’t do a thing to fix it?
Holmes and Watson
Poor Legolas is sad. Gimli to the rescue!
Emma & Regina believing/trusting each other.