Dog faces from back to front:
Yellow vested German Shepard: Aww yeah, dog.
White faced bulldog: Sigh. Whatever.
Hidden brown bulldog: I’m taking a fucking nap, wake me when this thing gets waiter service.
Crazy Eyes: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT WHAT WHERE WHY HOW WHAT SHIT WHAT HOLY SHIT WHYYYYY WHATWHATWHAT
Small bulldog in front: Look at me, mom, funnnn!!!(via iamachilles)
The purpose of feminism isn’t to make a particular type of woman. The idea that there are inherently wrong and inherently right ‘types’ of women is what’s screwed feminism for so long – this belief that ‘we’ wouldn’t accept slaggy birds, dim birds, birds that bitch, birds that hire cleaners, birds that stay at home with their kids, birds that have pink Mini Metros with ‘Powered By Fairy Dust!’ bumper stickers, birds in burkas, or birds that like to pretend, in their heads, that they’re married to Zach Braff from Scrubs, and that you sometimes have sex in an ambulance while the rest of the cast watch and, latterly, clap. You know what? Feminism will have all of you.
Caitlin Moran, How To Be A Woman. (via valjeans)
I just want to keep reblogging this over and over and over and over and over for everyone who keeps moaning that women who have sex or children or drive tractors or eat “too many” crisps or slap people when they’re exasperated or don’t separate their wash or employ a cleaner or drink gin from the bottle or don’t ever go on a single date or like pink or don’t like pink or shave or don’t shave are failing feminism.
(via apiphile)
BAM SAID THE LADY
(via spastasmagoria)
There’s no “right way” to be a person, y’all, except to do what you think is right. Hallelujah and shit.
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Running through tunnels in Kirkwall looting bodies in rooms full of skeletons just waiting to arise and attack me, and my brain decides “Poor, Unfortunate Souls” is perfectly appropriate mood music.
I agree that there might be some Lady Hawkes around for whom it would be more in character to wear a dress to a fancy party, but I seriously side-eye the line, “You cannot go to an elegant party wearing trousers!” It’s not true and it feels judgmental towards any woman who WOULD, in real life, wear trousers to a fancy party for whatever reason she chose to do so.
Posted fic to ff.net for the first time. Their uploading and posting system is odd when one is used to posting on journal sites.
Should anyone be curious, it’s here. Colonist Sole Survivor femShep and Jack with discussion of thresher maws. Sole Survivor Shepard’s really should have been able to bring that point up in conversation at some time, in my opinion.
It’s not a nightmare. it’s a dream.
How does it feel to be unbelievably, disgustingly offensive?
how does it feel to be unbelievably fault-finding? it’s a joke. ok? nobody said being raped is delightful. actually this confession has nothing to do with what kind of a man Alistair is. so it’s hard for me to imagine him being scary.
It’s grim work, to be perfectly honest, because it exposes us to the type of bullshit that you’re perpetrating. It gets quite sickening after a while.
It’s a joke, is it? Oh, so we shouldn’t be concerned because it’s “just a joke.” Just a harmless joke that you’re making about sexual assault! No big deal! It’s not like sexual assault victims have to deal with that type of thing every day in the court system, in the media, at work, at school: people making their experience into one big joke. It’s not like the person who submitted this confession sent us a message informing us of how triggering and offensive they found your cute little joke.
We imagine that what kind of man you perceive Alistair to be matters very little to the person who submitted this.
and people say the homestuck fandom is annoying.
Gonna have to disagree with the implication that we are anywhere near that level.
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I’m with b-mommy on this. OP had a bad dream and made a confession that reads like a dramatic plea for sympathy… for a bad dream.
Am I the only person who thinks this is just a tad…ridiculous?
I mean, if we want to talk rape issues in DA, let’s talk about Alrik and Ella, or Anders/Templars or Mages/Templars or Shianni/Arl’s son or whatever.
But… a bad dream involving Alistair? The King of Cheese who is so bumblingly sweet and has never licked a lamppost in his life?
If you have a bad dream, fine, but to run away screaming that you’ve been traumatized because of it is a little unusual. And then to take a beloved character from a series that we all adore and blame him for something OP’s mind cooked up (without any help from Al himself, I might add) is…
yeah.
That’s not at ALL what we’re saying. Your ask box appears to be closed, so we’ll let you know here that the confessor revealed themselves to us in confidence. We would really appreciate it if you would consider the possibility that this person is following your blog and will see you belittling their experience on their dash.
“Bad dreams” about being sexually assaulted are traumatizing, whether it happens to seem “out of character” for the fictional character that some people adore (personally, I have no strong feelings about him, though I feel less inclined to favor him after seeing the way some of his fans conduct themselves), and it HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH SECRETLY FANTASIZING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO DOES THE SEXUAL ASSAULTING. Saying so is incredibly insensitive, and is, in effect, victim blaming.
You have to question a cinematic culture which preaches artistic expression, and yet would support a decision that is clearly a product of a patriarchy-dominant society, which tries to control how women are depicted on screen. The MPAA is okay supporting scenes that portray women in scenarios of sexual torture and violence for entertainment purposes, but they are trying to force us to look away from a scene that shows a woman in a sexual scenario, which is both complicit and complex. It’s misogynistic in nature to try and control a woman’s sexual presentation of self. I consider this an issue that is bigger than this film. … There is something very distorted about this reality that they’ve created, which is that it is OK to torture women on screen. Any kind of violence towards women in a sexual scenario is fine. But give a woman pleasure? No way. Not a chance. That’s pornography.
Ryan Gosling, actor and feminist, in a letter protesting the NC-17 rating of Blue Valentine. The rating was based on one consensual sex scene. (via marxisforbros)
Always reblog.
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Character You Wish Was a Romance Option
(From the BioWare forums)
Tough question. Because I’m actually quite pleased with the romance options available in DA2: I think each offers its own distinct and compelling perspective on the events in Hawke’s life, and the combinations therein make for some excellent roleplay.
That’s not to say that I wouldn’t hurl myself bodily at the whiskey-soaked, thicketed god that is Varric Tethras, were he real and not just the stuff of fantasies. But the idea of Varric as a love interest for Hawke feels a little too much like crossing the streams. It’s too much like Pygmalion and Galatea, or that girl from the “Take On Me” video – and a writer falling in love with his own creation is a story that rarely ends well. Besides, it requires a certain level of narcissism, and Varric is many things but a narcissist? Not quite.
As much as I adore Aveline, I wouldn’t romance her, either. Her role in Hawke’s life is to be the bridge between past and future, between what was and what is: She is a transition, not a destination in and of itself. Aveline is both the last remainder of Hawke’s old family and the first of his new one; she is a sister, a comrade-in-arms, the very definition of family friend. Mucking that up with romance seems just unnecessary, as if it would undermine the bond they already share.
Besides, I like that there’s one strong, competent, young and beautiful woman who isn’t interested in Hawke’s bullshit. She’s got her own thing going. And it’s a good thing, too. You can tell from the way Aveline talks and acts that she believes that she is the hero of this story –frankly, if you look at it from her perspective, she kind of is – and personally, I think she’d be none too happy if Varric relegated her to just the role of love interest in Hawke’s story.
What I would be interested in, however, is seeing Hawke root through more of the trash.
“So my brothers and I paid him a visit.”
I’m planning a fic (it may be chapters, it may be a series of connected drabbles – or fic with drabble supplements, IDK yet) about the elf family of the viddathari in “Demands of the Qun,” and the internets have ZERO pictures of this guy floating about that I could find. I wanted references in case I ever tried to draw him or one of his brothers (there’s one behind him, but for my story, and since he said “brothers” in his dialogue, there is one more bro who I haven’t decided on the reason he wasn’t in that scene).
Kirkwall Was Totally Built On a Hellmouth 