22 4 / 2014

saintcheshire:

So I just got back last night from a brony convention in San Francisco. I was working a booth for a vendor friend, and let me tell you what happened:

We met a little girl who was there with her family. She got a button drawn at our booth, told us all about her favorite ponies, and was overall just too damn cute. She had an MLP lanyard filled with pins she’d gotten in the vendor’s room, and gave me a Fluttershy pin because she liked my cosplay. She ended up just hanging out with us for a while and bein’ super cute. We call her Babby because she’s 11 and precious.

The next day, she runs up to the booth, terrified, and asks if she can please hide under our table for a few minutes. Turns out a dude had been following her around the con all day, and tried to get her to come up to his hotel room. Alone. She tells us she thought he was okay at first because he was wearing an MLP shirt, but she didn’t want to go anywhere with him, and he made her uneasy. At one point, after she’d refused, he grabbed her arm in the elevators and tried to get her to follow him. She ran, and now she wants somewhere to hide.

We tell her of course, hurry her behind our booth and fucking station ourselves around her because she’s eleven years old and all of us are prepared to physically attack the human trashheap who tries to fuck with her. We’re all dressed up in wings and ears and we’re 100000% prepared to rip them off and launch across that table to defend this kid. Eventually this very large dude strolls by, very obviously looking around, and she quietly points him out to us. At this point I’m ready to set him on fire, but when I ask if she needs me to go report him, she shakes her head. She doesn’t want to get in trouble, or make anyone mad.

We see him a few more times over the course of the day, because he keeps meandering over to our booth and just casually looking around. Eventually he actually stops to take a flier from our table and asks us a question, and we coldly send him on his way. We start sending a coworker with Babby whenever her parents aren’t around and she wants to go check out artist’s alley or the vendor’s hall. Because otherwise she’s not safe. She can’t run around and freely enjoy a convention about a show aimed at her, because instead of being surrounded by peers she’s somehow surrounded by men who pose a threat to her.

My point here: this is why I fucking hate “bronies.” Because grown-ass men are flooding into a space carved out for children—often little girls—and are making it unsafe for them.

I met a lot of non-awful people there, of course. I met a lot of parents and older siblings. A lot of adorable little boys who were happy to empathize with female characters, and a lot of little kids who wanted a picture with cosplays of their favorite pony. I met a lot of people who were cool and nice and just liked cartoons. I met a male Pinkie Pie cosplayer with a Fluttershy lady-friend who juggled and spun plates and was happy to entertain kids, and were generally just really cool people.

But I also met a lot of skeevy dudebros. A lot of guys in fedoras loudly discussing sexual shit in a room with children. Guys who drew/sold/displayed really fucking inappropriate “fanart,” including gross bodypillows that had no purpose in a little kids’ toy convention. I met a guy who gushed with absolute glee about the pleasure he derives from “corrupting innocence.” I met a lot of people who wanted to take something sweet and nice for children and make it about THEM. A lot of guys who wanted to make it about their dicks. People who made it UNSAFE for the intended audience to even be in attendance.

So yeah. If you call yourself a brony, I’m prolly not gonna trust you. Because I’ve seen y’all in action, and I am not impressed. Frankly I’m infuriated. This is like a bunch of gross neckbeards swarming Disneyland and shoving kids out of the way so they can grope Cinderella, and finding nothing wrong with it because they think they’re entitled to it.

My Little Pony is a really cute show with a lot of nice messages for kids, and gross brony shitweasels are trying to fucking take it from them by force. And I will fight them.

(Source: princess-nietzsche, via cassbones)

22 4 / 2014

everythingsbetterwithbisexuals:

I bet if you put Anthony Mackie and Robert Downey Jr. in the same room for long enough, their combined excitement at playing superheroes would make the Marvel cinematic universe become reality.

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22 4 / 2014

oulfis:

adriankarl:

you ever wanna fuck the living shit outta somebody but also cook for them and make sure they’re emotionally stable?

image

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22 4 / 2014

towongfoo:

If I dont respond to your insult it means what i wanted to say was too mean and I decided to let you live

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22 4 / 2014

i-am-hydra:

am-i-hydra:

spoilerymarauder:

are my friends hydra?

are my parents hydra?

AM I HYDRA?????

i am literally asking myself the same question

Well, I’m not

(via doomcannotbethisadorable)

22 4 / 2014

imaginebucky:

*

It was supposed to be harmless – and it was supposed to be funny – when Steve picked up a Russian-English dictionary and tried to learn a few words here and there: simple things, useful phrases, like “hello” and “thank you” and “please”.

Because Bucky and Natasha were always whispering behind their hands; her veiled smile and his little smirk.

They’d see Steve on a warm September morning – reading the newspaper over a bowl of cereal, eyes skimming the headlines, wiping his mouth with the crisp white napkin – one would nudge the other, and it would begin: a mumbled Russian word, the snort of laughter, an elbow in the ribs.

He’d look over the paper at both of them, one eyebrow raised, pretending to be annoyed – until they disappeared together, all whispered Russian and smothered giggles, around the corner – and take another bite of cereal, happy, just so happy, that Bucky could laugh again.

So when he got the dictionary, it was supposed to be part of the game.

But one night, late, as Steve sleeplessly roamed the halls, he heard the familiar sound of Bucky’s voice from his room, and put his ear to the door. He closed his eyes and quietly turned the knob; the dusty light of the hall spilled across Bucky, sweating, thrashing, tangled in his sheets; breathy, frantic Russian words.

Because — amid the twisted, unfamiliar language, the begging and the sneering threats — there is one word Steve recognizes, and it is repeated over and over like a sobbing chorus:

please.”

~

inspired from this post: http://imaginebucky.tumblr.com/post/82496973923/imagine-bucky-and-natasha-whispering-behind

22 4 / 2014

arcticmonkies:

Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on

(via thewinchesterstardis)

22 4 / 2014

strangecousinsusanx:

pale-fire:

Feminist Graffiti from the 1970s [x]

I haven’t seen this in a while. It never gets old.

strangecousinsusanx:

pale-fire:

Feminist Graffiti from the 1970s [x]

I haven’t seen this in a while. It never gets old.

(via magicpoptartdomination)

22 4 / 2014

collections that are raw as fuck ➝ alexander mcqueen fall 2010

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22 4 / 2014

aika-chan01:

natalie-as-herself:

qelato:

anniecrestadair:

orangeninjadan:

hickitty:

clarkkftw:

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.


why on earth doesn’t this have more notes

I actually had to do this once. She lived.

if you scroll past this on your dash you are absolutely heartless.

Reblog this!! This can save somebody’s life!

reblog.
help.
do not scroll down.

aika-chan01:

natalie-as-herself:

qelato:

anniecrestadair:

orangeninjadan:

hickitty:

clarkkftw:

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

why on earth doesn’t this have more notes

I actually had to do this once. She lived.

if you scroll past this on your dash you are absolutely heartless.

Reblog this!! This can save somebody’s life!

reblog.

help.

do not scroll down.

(Source: sexceptionul, via heros-of-the-bluebox)

22 4 / 2014

plat-form93-4:

jennstarkid:

a-touch-of-heavenly-light:

uncagethemonster:

gallifrey-feels:

simplydalektable:

modular-definition:

This is one of my favorite Doctor Who moments, by far.

I want to point out, despite my problems with Moffat: hey look a gay character who is portrayed as a normal well-adjusted badass dude who believes in his relationship enough to sass his president and quit his job over it, even in a time when that was not cool. None of us had any idea this guy was gay until he said he was in love with a dude (a black dude even, I hope we get to meet him later on—I’m only halfway through S6 so don’t spoil it for me) because shockingly, usually the only way you can tell people are gay is if they a. tell you they are gay or b. are in a relationship with a person of the same gender. 

A-fuckin-men.

Canton is a badass motherfucker.

He was the best minor character of season 6.

Is that….is that Crowley from Supernatural or am I losing my mind?

It’s Crowley with an American accent

for the record, it’s never said that he’s gay. He could be bi or pan or heteroflexible or homoflexible or any of a number of other of orientations, gay and straight are not the only two options.

(Source: ofriverlands)

22 4 / 2014

imaginebucky:

He’s not sure when he first notices it. Maybe it’s the slight uncomfortable feeling he gets when he looks in the mirror; like there’s something missing. Maybe it’s watching Natasha do her makeup one morning, painstakingly drawing dark lines onto her eyelids and painting her lashes with mascara. Maybe it’s watching TV with her and seeing a man – tall and muscular, with dark smudges around his eyes. 

“Wait,” he says, turning to Natasha. “Guys can do that too?”

“Do what?” she asks absently, stirring her coke with the straw. 

“Wear makeup.”

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22 4 / 2014

flamebow47:

s-pecious:

wingedaradia:

dickcatchyourowngrenade:

ohsoooohealthy:

roadto—health:

janaeariel:

What do you call a woman who has a lot of sex? Her name. GOD FUCKING YES, that.

THIS. WHOLE. PICTURE. <3


Oops, sorry, this picture automatically reblogged itself.

this whole picture is just great

Sorry for the color, but this HAS to be on my blog.

The guy in the back I have something wonderful to say to you

flamebow47:

s-pecious:

wingedaradia:

dickcatchyourowngrenade:

ohsoooohealthy:

roadto—health:

janaeariel:

What do you call a woman who has a lot of sex? Her name.
GOD FUCKING YES, that.

THIS. WHOLE. PICTURE. <3

Oops, sorry, this picture automatically reblogged itself.

this whole picture is just great

Sorry for the color, but this HAS to be on my blog.

The guy in the back I have something wonderful to say to you

(Source: vampireweekendxstevebuscemi, via heros-of-the-bluebox)

22 4 / 2014

kripke-is-my-king:

maulsmistress:

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone.

I think the fandom has gone off their rocker.

Honestly we maintained our sanity longer than I had expected.

(Source: raphmike, via heros-of-the-bluebox)

22 4 / 2014

rncpriceley:

how to improve something

  • queer girls
  • queer boys that aren’t just two white cis dudes
  • non binary characters
  • SPACE
  • pirates
  • dragons
  • MERMAIDS
  • queer girls 
  • im posting that again b/c it is v important to me

(via plat-form93-4)