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chandri:

House Hippo T-shirts

hufflepuffia:

whatsdifferentincanada:

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Do you have trouble remembering where you can find House Hippos? Or what they like to eat? Or do you just want to tell people you refuse to believe they don’t exist? We are extremely excited to launch our brand new line of House Hippo T-shirts at HouseHippo.ca. Available in men’s and…

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need it

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misandry-mermaid:

worldwar2chainz:

Good to know that I can brush my hair without threatening my masculinity

That brush doesn’t have bristles, it has BROstles. And they’re 100% boar, just like you and your buds when you’ve had a few too many brewskies, right my dudes?

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avadakedavros:

i work at a gym largely frequented by older women, and today as one of them left after her workout she accidentally pulled the entire door handle off and just slowly looked at her bicep in horror as if she was terrified of her new strength. it was beautiful.

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heyhearmenow:

bobak:

hydrogeneportfolio:

Minimal Posters - Six Women Who Changed Science. And The World.

Love.

This is so great ya’ll

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spiffy202:

dasia26:

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YES!!! HELLHOUND!!!!

We all knew I’d be the Siren.

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What about our fans? Are they privileged? Let me tell you about Anders. He was one of two male love interests in Dragon Age II, and the only one of the two that would actually make his intentions known to the player without the player expressing interest first. If you were nice to him, he would make a pass at you, and you could turn him down, and that would be the end of it. And some fans REALLY did not like that.

Some of them asked for a gay toggle; because in a game where there’s mature themes, slavery, death, and none of which we offer toggles for, encountering a gay character? OOH, beyond the pale. They didn’t want to be exposed to homosexuality.

And this one fan on our forums posted that he felt too much attention had been spent on women and gays and not enough on straight male gamers. For all of whom he personally spoke, of course. ‘It’s ridiculous that I even have to use a term like Straight Male Gamers, when in the past I would only have to say fans.’ The purpose of the romances in Dragon Age II was to give each type of fan an equal content. Two romances whether you’re male or female, straight or gay.

How upsetting for this particular Straight Male Gamer to realize he wasn’t being catered to. This was not equality to him, but an imbalance; an imbalance of the natural order. He did not want equality, he’s not interested in equality. To him, from his perspective, equality means he’s getting less. Less options? Actually, no, the number of options we had in that game was actually the same number of options that he would have received earlier. What was his issue was the idea that there was attention being spent on other groups, which SHOULD have rightly gone to him.

Do ALL straight male gamers feel exactly the same as he does? Absolutely not. In the thread where this came up in fact, there was quite a few guys who came in and identified themselves as straight male gamers and said ‘I actually don’t have an issue with that, as long as I receive an experience I enjoy, I think other people should be able to enjoy that too.’ But if you think that Straight Male Gamer Dude is an outlier among our fanbase, you were not paying attention.

This is Anita Sarkeesian, she’s the author of the Feminist Frequency, a blog which examines tropes in the depiction of women in popular culture. You’ve probably all heard about this, it’s a matter of public record, she announced a Kickstarter to start a web series to look at the tropes in video games and she was subjected to a campaign of vicious abuse and harassment by male gamers. Why? Well, because she represents to these guys the loss of their coveted place in the gaming audience. Never mind that well all know Goddamn well that they’re still at the top of the totem pole. What they see themselves losing is sole proprietorship over their domain. That’s what it is.

Everything that is changing about the gaming industry to accommodate these players, to them, is diluting the purity of gaming which has belonged solely to them. That’s what this is all about. And here’s the thing, I’m pretty certain that our industry fears the scrutiny of those guys way more than the scrutiny of everyone else. Because those are the guys that scream at the top of their lungs, they spend their time on every internet forum, they spend their time making Metacritic reviews. Infuriate them, and you become a target. It’s so much easier to say “Well, that’s what our fans are like. There’s nothing we can do.” And that’s bullshit.

They didn’t set the tone, did they? We set the tone. What we put out there, what we permit, whether it’s on our forums, whether it’s on Xbox Live, the things that we permit we are in effect condoning. What happened to Anita, we the industry, are partly responsible for. We’re in part to blame. And if the idea of moral responsibility doesn’t phase you, consider the idea that the time will probably soon come that this will also amount to legal responsibility.

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margaretmargrethe:

Big dumb selfies from Rufflecon! I didn’t really get a lot of photos of my outfit on Saturday, so you’re stuck with bathroom selfies until I can find more. Either way, I’m finally 90% satisfied with my Robe de la mystérieuse-rêve co-ordinate, there’s a few accessories I’d like to tweak, as well as making my bonnet a bit more elaborate, but as it stands I felt very good about it. I also wore my glasses, because I feel that this co-ordinate is mature-looking enough that they work well into it.

As usual, I don’t think I’m wearing a single piece from the same brand! Also there are three tiny ravens chilling out in my hair and on my bonnet, which were well-hidden and yet now I want a hundred of them all over my head, huhu. I also hand-made a bonnet to match the dress, in a dusty purple to pull out the same colours in the print (it’s there! This dress is not black and white, despite appearances), which of course got a bit rumpled in transit, boo.

  • JSK: Juliette et Justine
  • Blouse: Baby the Stars Shine Bright
  • Bonnet: Handmade
  • OTKs (hidden): Enchantlic Enchantilly
  • Shoes (hidden): Hush Puppies
  • Accessories: Vintage and antique

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lipstickandligature:

thephotogfeminist:

"Losing your virginity" will henceforth be called "your sexual debut".

Because you’re not fucking losing anything.

YES. 

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siddharthasmama:

wow, look how easy that was.

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  • Question: Suck a dong, brah! - Anonymous
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    kafkafics:

    Slowly rising from his bed to the window, K pondered the grey skies that greeted him every morning with the same tired contempt as always. He wandered through the doorway and into his kitchen in his pajamas and prepared to make himself breakfast but found that there was no food. Indeed, since he’d lost his job as a travelling salesman K had been forced to give up many of his former luxuries although he had not realized that food would become one of them so quickly. 

    Feeling a pang of hunger and realizing that his rent would be due soon, K changed into his best suit. Once a fine piece of craftsmanship, both sturdy and elegant, the garment was now threadbare and had a number of patches and small moth-holes on it. K wore it anyway and trudged out his front door and towards a nearby bus station. 

    Calmly, K entered the bus station toilets. He chose the stall second from the end and sat, still clothed, upon the seat of the commode looking mournfully at a hole in the side of the stall with edges that had been patched using duct tape. K waited for a short time whereupon he heard someone with a shuffling gait enter the toilets and tread slowly towards the last stall in the room. Listening more closely K began to suspect that there were multiple visitors in the room and was divided in his thoughts between elation over additional business and fear that they may be officers of the law coming to arrest him for lascivious activities.

    He reached an outstretched hand through the duct taped hole in the side of the stall and waited expectantly. After several seconds a hand gripped his wrist and clapped a handcuff around it, as K tried to withdraw his arm it was forcefully pulled through the hole wrenching his shoulder painfully. K groaned audibly and then watched in horror as his antagonist reached through the hole in the stall, gabbed his free arm, and pulled it through the hole cuffing it as well. A large man then battered in the door to the stall which struck K on the forehead and left his ears ringing. 

    "What is the meaning of all this?” K implored desperately, "what have I done that warrants such treatment?” The men, there were three of them all in what appeared to be paramilitary uniforms, regarded K coolly and said nothing. The largest of the three gripped the cuffs and jerked K from his seat so that he was awkwardly standing with his hands high in the air, and was forced to stand on his toes. 
    “The meaning of all this is that you ought to have had better respect for the law, and you know exactly what you’ve done to warrant this treatment.” said the largest of the three, “besides, it’s not my place to discuss the nature of the ongoing legal action which has resulted in this situation. That’s for the government lawyer to discuss with you, and if you keep asking questions you had better believe you won’t continue to receive such favorable treatment!”

    “Do I have no recourse at all?” demanded K, his voice cracking with fear and frustration, “is there any way I can speak to someone about these matters before I’m imprisoned?”

    The largest of the three uniformed men stared at K for some time as he held him up by his arms. Slowly and quietly he replied “we are not here to imprison you, our arrival today was to inform you of the legal action which is currently proceeding against you”, K dropped quickly as the large man released his cuffs, “with regard to that action, you will be required within the next three hours to visit the government offices on Fifth Street in order to sign your papers and meet your new case worker. We can escort you there if needed, but you will be required to continue wearing the restraints that we have so generously lent you.”

    K thrust the cuffs towards the smaller man who had grabbed him in the bathroom stall, “I’ll make it to Fifth street on my own thank you, I have several important errands to attend to first and I would be pleased to be released before I start upon them”.
    “Have it your way” the smaller man replied as he fished the key to the cuffs from his coat pocket, “you’ll be wishing you had availed us of our generosity in the future. Good luck with Fifth Street”.

    Once released, K turned and walked swiftly out of the toilets, doing his best stride confidently so as to conceal the fact that his knees were shaking. As soon as he had left the bus station, K turned and strode off confidently away from the direction of the government offices. Instead he began to hurry towards a different destination, 221B Baker Street. 

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nerdachecakes:

midtowncomics:

This Deadpool cupcake — complete with itty bitty pancakes — by nerdachecakes looks almost too good to eat.

Almost.

Thanks,
midtowncomics
! Hit us up for Dessert sometime! 😉💕

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macabresonger:

i was really struggling to remember lord byron’s name

i should have tried poetry-related terms

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