bubblyskootch:

bemusedlybespectacled:

fandomsandfeminism:

typette:

I remember posting somewhere once in a thread about why girls aren’t exploited in animation anymore where some guy said, “all the disney girls are drawn to be generally attractive, but I don’t think there are any eye-candy men… or are there? Are there any Disney men that lots of girls like?” and I mentioned Roger. Tons of girls replied agreeing with me and the original guy was like “wait, Roger? from 101 Dalmatians? What’s attractive about him, he’s tall and lanky and has a big nose, he isn’t muscley at all! Wouldn’t you all prefer Gaston or something? Or do you girls think his big nose is indicative of something else?” and I was like “no, you idiot, he’s a silly, goofy guy who likes animals and can play a bunch of instruments, that’s why he’s attractive. What’s the matter with you? Gaston, seriously?”

This is why we need more girls in animation. And more guys like Roger apparently. 

This is why I laugh my ass of whenever dudes talk about how men are “objectified” by the media too. Because 9 times out of 10, what men think is “women objectifying men” are characters like Gaston.

And Gaston is NOT a woman-driven fantasy. Gaston is a male wish fulfillment fantasy. Gaston is not what women want, he is what men want to be. He is hyper-masculinity to an extreme degree, dripping with sexism and testosterone. The fact that men think that Gaston is what women want says an awful lot about those men. 

While I don’t want to generalize, female fans tend to prefer a very different kind of male hero. We like the Rogers, the Milos, the Hercules. Genuinely kind, often awkward men who are sometimes vulnerable and respectful to women. 

Yes, this is a generalization. I own up to that. But I think it’s important to remember that there is often VERY big difference between what MEN want to be and what women WANT in our media. 

Reblogging this again because fucking this. And hell, even the muscley dudes (see: Khal Drogo, Hercules, Thor, Captain America) are loved, not because they are muscley, but because they are sweet and loving and adorable. We love Thor because his mispronounces “Hubble” as “Hooble,” not because of what he can do with a hammer.

Reblogging for the awesome comments.

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lemonteaflower:

genocidershodan:

lemonteaflower:

anxiety.

Or, you know, you could just stop saying sorry.

"i have a problem i can’t control" 

"stop having that problem omg" 

????¿¿¿¿???? 

that looks like armin

Every damn day of my life.

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nextyearsgirl:

The absence of women in history is man made.

this is important, but also: it had 6664 notes.
liked and reblogged. my calling is complete

svirfemmeblin:

nextyearsgirl:

The absence of women in history is man made.

this is important, but also: it had 6664 notes.

liked and reblogged. my calling is complete

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optimusxjazz asked: Daryl teaching a 5 year old Judith how to hunt. Rick and the others aren't too sure. Lil ass kicker lives up to her name.

ampkiss:

She walks quiet on her hunter feet.

Papa taught her all of it. Toe to heel, better to wear boots and risk a sound then step on a copperhead, see where this branch is broke, see where this hair hitches on the bark. See.

See this here’s rabbit shit, he said, his mouth near her ear; and a little while later, see this is how you hold the knife. It was his, and too big for her hand, but her fingers wrapped around it and Papa kissed her hair in blessing before he let her loose.

Daddy and Carl are on the porch when she comes home, the same place they were when they left and Papa huffs something about them bein’ babies, but she’s already running up the path swinging it by the ears.

Dayum lil ass kicker! Good fic thanks. XD

Anonymous asked: Prompt: when Judith first calls Daryl papa

ampkiss:

At first, Daryl doesn’t know what else to do but apologize.

Judith is already scampering off, his cheek still hot from where her messy lips kissed him, bright and light and toddler-clumsy. There’s spaghetti sauce on his cheek but he’s not wiping it off, his hand hovering a few inches away from his skin as he looks to Rick and says, desperately, “I’m sorry.”

Rick’s teeth show when he smiles, open-mouthed, leans back and doesn’t take his eyes off Daryl’s spaghetti-kissed stubble.

"For what?"

"S’just sounds," Daryl says, belatedly wiping at his skin, smearing the sauce off on his jeans, burning and short of breath "she doesn’t know what it means, it’s just sounds. She knows she’s yours. I know she’s yours."

"Daryl."

"She don’t know any better, she just" but Rick is much closer now, is tilting Daryl’s head up to him and licks his thumb before he drags it over a smear of red under his cheekbone.

"It’s all right," Rick says, his touch wet and gratuitous, his knuckles curling after he wiped him clean to brush against a cheekbone. "She’s yours, too."

Awww so cute! X////3

bigbardafree:

this video is entitled “tumblr feminists” and i prepared myself to get angry before watching it but damn if it isn’t spot on

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optimusxjazz asked: Rick and Daryl trying to ice skate with the kids on a frozen lake. AU or regular. XD

anivet:

This was dangerous. Granted, it was a different kind than what they were used to, but it was risky none the less. Daryl frowned, a grimace spreading across his features as he stepped forward. The slick surface was smooth and untouched. There wasn’t a stain on it. When he heard no rumbling or felt no give in the ice, he dared himself to venture further. 

He clutched his crossbow in his hands tightly and fixed his jaw firmly, holding onto the contraption for dear life. Daryl wasn’t an ice person. In fact, there was almost nothing he hated more than the cold. Rick however, had no issues with putting aside his discomfort and decided it would be interesting to take the kids on an adventure in a winter wonderland, having found skates while they raided an ice rink about two months back. The ice in the building had long been melted, making the rink more of a pool than anything, but that didn’t stop officer friendly from smiling like an idiot when he picked up four pairs of skates. 

It didn’t escape Daryl’s notice that one of the pairs were his own shoe size. 

He had explained to Rick that he wasn’t comfortable with this, that it was a bad idea to play on a lake with bladed shoes during an apocalypse, but the man had somehow convinced him to go along with his shenanigans. 

The walkers weren’t really an issue anymore, most of them having finally rotted beyond reanimated repair. Too many years of hot sun and cold winters. 

The group had been forced to move further up north where they had found a nice observatory to call home sweet home. With thick walls, and a wide open hill with the woods behind gave them plenty of space to build a fortress that provided them with security and a good supply of critters to munch on. 

But that wasn’t the point. There were still dangers. What if they needed to make a quick escape? What is the ice fell through? Or his biggest worry, what if they see him fall?

Daryl had kept secret the fact that he had never learned to skate. Hell, he barely knew how to swim. Sure he’d been tossed in the river once or twice by Merle and his piss drunk friends before, but he would sink like a rock until someone was forced to come to his aid. Back to the point, nobody had ever given the time, money, or patience to teach him how to do such a pointless thing like skate.

Rick however, seemed to be an expert. So did Beth by the looks of it, taking to the ice as naturally as a bird to flying, her blond hair flowing in the wind. She did a quick lap around the frozen rink and Daryl cursed himself. He forced himself to not think about how wobbly his ankles were becoming or how unnatural it felt to glide instead of taking careful steps. 

Rick was in the middle of the lake, holding Judith up by her hands as he tried to help her balance on the ice. She didn’t have any skates of her own, seeing as how it was probably unwise to allow three year old’s to skate in a public place. The small child was shaking as hard as Daryl was trying not to, but a silly grin still adjourned her face. Rick wasn’t holding back his smile, his face practically splitting in two. 

Deciding it was safer to stay put, he watched contently. Rick had needed this, needed to feel good again. Daryl had tried to do everything he could to lift the ex-cop’s spirits, but he knew he would have to venture out of his comfort zone sooner or later. Apparently that lack of comfort landed him straight in the middle of a frozen lake. 

Carl stumbled past, no where near as graceful as Beth or even Rick had been as he chased the young woman around. His skate got caught and he tumbled forward, gloved hands flinging out to catch himself. Daryl took a step forward, worried. Rick glanced up and waited a moment before laughing heartily and refocused on his daughter. 

"Don’t worry, Jude," he assured, "I promise I’ll teach you to skate better than your klutz of a brother." Carl stuck his tongue out at his father before forcing himself back up on unsteady legs. Daryl was still on edge. Would Carl’s impact make the lake weaker? 

Rick seemed to sense his anxiousness and picked the little girl up easily and made his way over, as if he had never forgotten how to work his feet on the ice again after so long of running and dodging the dead. “Tha’s weird,” Daryl commented. “I figured he got his clumsiness from you.”

Rick laughed and bounced Judith on his hip, taking a look around their surroundings. “Yeah, Lori was much more graceful than me, that’s for sure.”

Daryl nodded. He had seen how the woman had been firm on her toes, whereas Rick would bounce off of walls or hit his shoulders on door frames on a constant. “‘M surprised ya even know how’ta walk.”

Rick scoffed at his teasing. “If the dead can do it, so can I.”

"Well you ain’ doin’ it very well."

Rick lowered his eyes down to the crossbow Daryl still had secured in his hands. He griped it tighter, eyes darting behind the man, staring out into the tree’s trying to pass his discomfort off as him searching for danger. Rick didn’t seem to be falling for it. A wicked smirk crossed his lips. 

"You afraid the ice is gonna take a chunk out of you, or is that just for show?" 

Daryl scoffed and readjusted it. “I’ll take’a chunk outta you if ya don’ shut it.”

Rick waggled his eyebrows and his smirk grew wider. “Take as much as you like, but lets at least wait until we get some privacy.” Daryl sputtered and Rick sprinted off cackling before the hick could form any sort of retaliation. 

"Lil’ shit," he muttered, shaking his head with a small smile of his own. When Rick halted his escape back into the center of the small lake, he let the little girl down and Daryl’s heart swelled with pride as she stood on her own, waddling as quick as she could. It reminded him of a penguin, walking all awkwardly. Then again, he was waddling more than skating himself, but he had too much pride to admit that to himself. 

Rick grinned as Daryl attempted to make his way towards him. Rick did a side step sort of move and met him half way, making a neat circle around Daryl. When the red neck turned to watch him, his footing gave and he almost fell. 

Almost as in did.

He lay face first, planted in the ice; heart racing.

Oh god. Oh god he did it, he broke the ice. They were all going to fall through and die and drown and oh god. 

His mind was racing, and he clutched the surface with all his might, his crossbow skidded to a halt a good four feet away. Rick let out a curse and surged forward, kneeling when he reached the sprawled out man. “You oka-“

"Get away!" Daryl cried out, eyes wide. "The ice is gonna break, move!" 

Rick blinked. Giving a quick look around, he surveyed the frozen sheet of water and gave a confused look. “Its fine-“

"Move, Jesus Christ! Get Lil’ Asskicker and go!" Daryl sounded so worried over absolutely nothing, Rick couldn’t help but laugh. Sure he felt like a jerk, but Daryl was face first on an ice rink, trying to play hero. 

Carl made his way over with Beth and they came to a skidding stop, the scraped up ice spraying Daryl in his panicked face.

"Omifuckin’ god, STOP! YOU’RE MAKING IT THINNER!" Daryl howled in dismay and the others just laughed. "Why’re ya’ll just standin’ here, move! You’re gonna break the ice!"

"The ice isn’t goin’ no where, Daryl. There’s a least a foot or two of solid water covering this lake. We’re fine."

They were fine? 

Were they? Daryl looked around. They were all standing, smiling down at him and he felt his face flush. He’d made a fool of himself, made a scene for shit’s sake! Judith had finally made her way over and collapsed on Daryl’s outstretched back and giggled. Daryl mumbled something on the lines of her being a penguin before hiding his burning face against the cool ice. 

Rick chuckled. “Guess you’re not gonna figure skate with me after all, huh?”

Daryl cursed at him and Rick could only laugh. Their little family date may not have gone the way he planned, but Daryl had still managed to cheer Rick up. And that was more than worth the humiliation in any account. 

((I hope you like it sweetie! Thanks for the cute idea, I had a lot of fun writing it for you!))

EEEEEEEEE~~!!!! Omg that was so cute I loved it. Thank you. (My personal blog) I love that its set years on the turn when zombies are less of a big deal for them. XD BUT OMG Daryl freaking out was the best. And that lil penguin~<3 Thank you!

Anonymous asked: AU where zombies ain't no big deal. Rick divorces Lori for reasons (*Cough* He was gay. *Cough*) , moves to the closest down to where Daryl lives just by coincidence. Daryl makes a trip into town and get arrested for no reason other than the new sheriff a drunk depressed guy. Rick proceeds to arrest Daryl for bogus things like jaywalking and littering just to hang out with him. They become best friends over time and eventually lovers. (This is actually the premise to an rp me and a friend do.)

taurminian:

theotherynnep:

taurminian:

that’s hella cute omg 

that rp must be awesome 

Heheheh yeah that one is mine. X//3 It is fun! By the Rule of funny pretty much most the cast live in that city/town. Rick is the sheriff, Abe’s the chief, Daryl is a zombie/squirrel exterminator and part time horticulture student. Negan is a game designer cus they are the only people I’ve seen swear that much. Glenn’s a student, Maggie is a student (All collage) Phillip is the Mayor and Milton is his boyfriend with a zombie mother. Its such a crazy RP I couldn’t begin to tell you the jest of it. It’s been going for like 5 years almost every day.

Jesus, sounds pretty crazy. I like how you have even the psychos in the show have a happy life. I think I’d be missing the Ricktator there, though… I’m not a fan of Abraham (at least in the show—I don’t know how he is the comics).

I remember one insane RP I had going on for years. It was over comments on Facebook (yes, I was a loser). When it died out, it was almost a relief, ‘cause, holy shit, that was hella crazy. 

Haha yeah Negan is on his meds and mostly stable in the rp. Tho he did run a guy’s arm over with his smart car for talking to Lucille. (She’s a possessed bat in the rp that gets to be a human thing—-its a long story.) Other than that he’s just that cool almost middle aged guy that travels a lot, lives a badass life and writes code for games. XD Abe….he’s a sleaze and now dating Eugene.

Haha yeah I did one on DA comments for 3 years once…thank god that ended.

Anonymous asked: AU where zombies ain't no big deal. Rick divorces Lori for reasons (*Cough* He was gay. *Cough*) , moves to the closest down to where Daryl lives just by coincidence. Daryl makes a trip into town and get arrested for no reason other than the new sheriff a drunk depressed guy. Rick proceeds to arrest Daryl for bogus things like jaywalking and littering just to hang out with him. They become best friends over time and eventually lovers. (This is actually the premise to an rp me and a friend do.)

taurminian:

that’s hella cute omg 

that rp must be awesome 

Heheheh yeah that one is mine. X//3 It is fun! By the Rule of funny pretty much most the cast live in that city/town. Rick is the sheriff, Abe’s the chief, Daryl is a zombie/squirrel exterminator and part time horticulture student. Negan is a game designer cus they are the only people I’ve seen swear that much. Glenn’s a student, Maggie is a student (All collage) Phillip is the Mayor and Milton is his boyfriend with a zombie mother. Its such a crazy RP I couldn’t begin to tell you the jest of it. It’s been going for like 5 years almost every day.

calmility:

the fastest word i can type is motherlode

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shorbonaash:

trapg0ds:

joseguwop:

" i want a 6’3 boy "
bitch you need a job

have a seat 

men have preferences out the ass
"i want a girl with big boobs, thick thighs, a big ass, a tiny waist, long hair, no makeup, preferably a mix a mix between beyonce and a kardashian"

but if a girl has one preference, suddenly she’s an unemployed bitch

fuck outta here with this bullshit this post is trash 

preach girl

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figsnstripes:

Link to Homestuck Design Contest Page

E-Mail What Pumpkin Link

What Pumpkin on twitter

Sources: [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]

Hot Topic is known amongst artist groups as one of the worst offenders of art theft in U.S. retailers. I know artists are important to What Pumpkin, and I’d imagine multiple cases of art theft would be a very big deal. The most well-known of the cases were stolen fan art from independent artists, which is the same demographic the Design Contest was aimed to.  I’m an artist myself and I wouldn’t want to support a store that steals from my peers.

The people running Hot Topic have zero respect to artists and to copyright law. They’ve been ripping-off independent artists’ storefronts, and continue do so. The whole company really should have been shut down long ago.

If you support artists, independent, fan artist, or any kind, you should oppose Hot Topic and MSPA’s association with them!

Tell What Pumpkin to kick Hot Topic out of the Design contest RIGHT NOW.

We have so little time left to stop this please tell them that it is completely unacceptable to do any sort of business with petty art thieves.

Even if you don’t know what to say, or if you think it would compromise the contestants; It won’t. Just please voice your thoughts in anyway you can put them. Don’t let Hot Topic get a dime out of Homestuck.

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did-someone-say-pool:

the-time-lord-of-the-rings:

Mama Fury on waking up the Avengers.

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LOKI IS FUCKGN DUCT TAPED TO THE BED I SIMPLY CANNOT

I don’t think there will ever come a time when I won’t reblog this.

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puniper:

watch this please

I agree with this actually but Bowser should have been higher up~!

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mrasayf:


I needed to do this.

mrasayf:

I needed to do this.

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