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SO I WAS WATCHING THE JUBILEE FLOTILLA THING FROM SOMEWHERE BY LAMBETH BRIDGE

SO MANY PEOPLE, SO MANY BOATS

AND I CRIED MANLY TEARS WHEN THE QUEEN WENT PAST HOLY SHIT 

I GOT SO DRUNK YOU GUYS

SO DRUNK

I HAD THREE OF THOSE GIANT BOTTLES OF PIMM’S AS WELL AS MY USUAL SHIT

I ONLY JUST NOW HALFWAY SOBERED UP, BEEN DRINKING SINCE 2 PM

BEST DAY EVER

OH YEAH AND THERE WAS A GONDOLA IN THE FLOTILLA AND I LAUGHED SO HARD HOLY SHIT YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW, I WAS LIKE HAYYYYYY 

AFTERWARD WE WENT ON AN EPIC PUB CRAWL AND I NEED TO HYDRATE BEFORE I PASS OUT OR I WILL NEVER WAKE UP AGAIN

MORE LATER, THERE ARE STORIES GOD DAMMIT

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jnutoo:

tarteauxfraises replied to your post: just saying

Did you know that Tony makes Pepper her own suit in the comics? She’s called Rescue. @u@

YES I DID HOLY SHIT I LOVE RESCUE 

YOU ARE LIKE THE ONLY PERSON I KNOW BESIDES ME THAT KNOWS ABOUT RESCUE 

YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND NOW, WE WEAR ARMOR ON FRIDAYS AND OUR TABLE IS THE ONE TO THE RIGHT WHEN YOU COME OUT OF THE ELEVATOR

I did not know about Rescue.

Thank you internet, now I can go to sleep a little bit happier :)

OH MY GOD STEAMMMM <3 RESCUE IS FLAWLESS, WHEN YOU GET THE CHANCE JUST DOWNLOAD EVERYTHING WITH HER IN IT AND ENJOY PEPPER BEING FIERCE AS FUCK

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tarteauxfraises replied to your post: just saying

Did you know that Tony makes Pepper her own suit in the comics? She’s called Rescue. @u@

YES I DID HOLY SHIT I LOVE RESCUE 

YOU ARE LIKE THE ONLY PERSON I KNOW BESIDES ME THAT KNOWS ABOUT RESCUE 

YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND NOW, WE WEAR ARMOR ON FRIDAYS AND OUR TABLE IS THE ONE TO THE RIGHT WHEN YOU COME OUT OF THE ELEVATOR

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if they made a pepper potts official costume I would be on that faster than jeremy clarkson driving a ferrari while on cocaine

I am so serious 

recently there has been so much reinforced sexism and it’s been pissing me off so bad, like, astronomical rage levels

I pass as female-bodied four out of five times when I put some effort into it, so I’m thinking I could definitely dress up as pepper potts for something- all I’d really need is a suit skirt and some red hair dye, as I already have almost everything else 

every now and then when I’m out in a dress or w/e someone will be like HOLY SHIT ARE YOU A DUDE HURR HURR and I’m just like YOU’RE IGNORANT AND I’M PERFECT AND YOU CAN GO SIT IN YOUR CLOSET AND SNIFF GLUE NOW BYE and it feels so good to put haters down lol

occasionally someone tries to hit me or w/e and I’m just like naw dawg and go all “I’m fighting for social justice” on some ignorant ass

I wish there was a justice league in real life with lots of members, one to represent literally every aspect of queerness and every socially wronged group that exists

it would be called Low Visibility and it would be the best thing ever

fuck man now I’m just trying to think up excuses to go somewhere as pepper potts

inb4 I can’t come up with a reason and I just do it anyway, IT WOULDN’T BE THE FIRST TIME

plus pepper potts is fierce and flawless and amazing and she hangs out with the son of coul and omg my pepper feels

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  • Question: JNU I love you. also thank you for mentioning trans in your reblog. The thought occurred to me while I was having a calm down/anger detoxing bubblebath that I should have specified. When I say male gamers I of course mean straight cis men who are mostly likely white and middle class. Because as far as marketing is concerned there no are gay, trans, POC or women. NOPE. NONE AT ALL~ - derparoo
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    I LAHV YOU TOO <3 It’s all good! I felt like I should back you up because I feel exactly the same way. :) 

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derparoo:

E3 is nearing and that means its TRAILER TIME!

yup! its that time again to be HYPED UP and then reach for you poison of choice as it turns out to be a load of shit. CUTS because no one wants to read my capslock abuse

also SARCASM ALERT.

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THIS, ALL OF THIS

(Going to use male and female only, because video games almost never represent trans*, genderqueer, two-spirit, etc. people, which is also a huge problem but god help me I will never shut up if I get started on that so for the sake of this argument I’m referring only to female-bodied female identified representations/characters and male-bodied male identified representations/characters) 

I am so fucking agitated by how the video games industry as a whole still pulls this ignorant, offensive, close-minded, archaic, fucked up bullshit where the vidya must be only for ~boys~ and therefore girls don’t matter unless they’re featured in the game as what the vast majority of western society considers sexy no matter what!!!!! BECAUSE WOMEN AREN’T REAL SHUT UP GET OUT OF THE TREE HOUSE!!!!!!

FUCKING STOP 

FUCKING STOP RIGHT THERE, VIDEO GAMES

And then, inevitably, the woman in whatever game is getting the shit beat out of her in some incredibly, suspiciously violent and specific way, which has every possible negative connotation, or she dies, or she dies especially horribly, or she is incapable of defending herself/her stats are continuously so low she’s the weakest character even as the game goes on and other characters are getting continuously higher stats, and so on, and oh my god this angers me so much

Related: In games where I can customize my character to a reasonable degree, I usually make the character like myself: Mid to late twenties, male, pale-olive skinned, tall, long hair, etc. and then I think, hey what the hell, I feel like being a female-bodied character today, then BAM even with all those settings saved, everything pulls this fucked up 180 and suddenly I’m this fucked up caricature of the western idealized woman!!!! Suddenly, it’s like fucking Liefield drew my character! 

What the hell is that? How can you play a game, as a woman, and feel like you’re NOT constantly being objectified and generally shit on by everything in the game? By everything in society, and everything that society chooses to perpetuate in all forms of media— Even the one you turn to when everything else proves too fucked up to tolerate anymore! Video games are supposed to be fun and relaxing and imaginative, but the reality is that for most women, video games are just another place where you get subjected to sexism, rape culture, racism (find a game with a female POC lead without thinking for longer than a minute I dare you- now think of one with a white female lead-now think of one with a POC male lead-now think of one with a white male lead SEE WHAT I MEAN) and all the horrible shit you want to get away from.

Video games, it’s time to stop being full of shit. Come down from the treehouse, clean your underwear, and grab a social justices book or look into some good feminist media, and fix what you fucked up. Learn from your bullshit, and never do it again.

Seriously, this pisses me off so bad. Body types besides a western ideal aren’t ever shown, most of the female character voice acting is some kind of soft or hardcore porn if you just put in some headphones and close your eyes no matter WHAT the character is actually doing, women in games are almost entirely represented as some sick twelve year old boy fantasy bullshit. This is not just offensive, ignorant, and outright stupid in so many ways I can’t even begin to get into it, but it perpetuates the idea that women are objects to every new generation that picks up a game that features this shit. 

Games like Duke Nukem Forever still happen! That game, christ I can’t handle that, I can’t start talking about it or I will literally die from rage, but you all know what I’m talking about. Those games still happen! They are still created! We are going backwards at the speed of fucking light, here! 

Games like Super Princess Peach also happen, where the sexism is less obvious at first. Her “superpowers” in the game are completely emotion-based. She can cry to grow plants, she can get angry to burn through things, she can get joyful and fly, and there’s a fourth emotion I’ve forgotten. After exhausting these emotions, she gets tired, and you can’t use the powers for a while- During which time she is much easier to kill and the level difficulty spikes. When she fails a level the DS lower screen changes to her sobbing into her hands or something similar, but when she wins, she twirls and throws her hands in the air and cheers in a very high-pitched, delicate voice. The plot of the game has NOTHING to do with her at all- Her UMBRELLA is the total focus of the story, as far as I’ve gotten into the game. Does this sound bad to anyone else, after thinking about it? My boyfriend got pissed off about it too, and he said it was like “Nintendo shit itself and tried to make a game for the WOMEN-FOLK (because women don’t play ~normal~ video games!!!!) so they made this game, but since they know nothing about real women or how to make a strong female character they gave up, made her umbrella the main character, and gave her the ability to stereotypically ~PMS~ her way through each level.”

We were both so pissed off we just stopped playing it; I got to the beach level before I had to stop. It was ridiculous. 

I love Princess Peach. She has always been, and will continue to be, my favorite Mario character. I wanted to like the game, and I wanted to play as Princess Peach and fuck up some stuff with my umbrella to a reasonable degree for a Mario game! Instead I can only pick things up or fly with the umbrella, and I have to get upset and cry when I can’t reach a certain platform, getting frustrated like a child, and then weep over a plant so the plant can grow up and I can hop on it’s leaves and jump over the wall. Princess Peach, in the game, is totally unable to do anything without assistance or throwing an emotional fit of some sort. Because ladies aren’t capable of being violent and/or bad ass in any way and are delicate flowers who need to be helped and can never show aggression!~~ I mean, seriously, what the fuck. 

In Mario Kart, I fuck up every other player. Nobody fucks with Princess Peach. I main her, and I am all over that fucking track! I keep the household record of continuous wins. Princess Peach is fearless, drives like Jeremy Clarkson on cocaine, and CAN’T STOP WON’T STOP. Fuck you Mario, fuck you Bowser, fuck you Toad, get out the way. In HER OWN GAME, she will get regularly defeated by a large flower if she can’t EMOTION~ her way out of it. I realize part of it is the shitty controls and part of it is my inability to play most video games with any level of skill, but the biggest part of it is a fucked up bullshit game mechanic. I should not have to get upset and cry when confronted with a problem. I am Princess fucking Peach, and I will punch that flower in the face and jump over it’s corpse, and lounge with an apple schnapps in that castle. Because I am Princess fucking Peach. What is this bullshit game you made, Nintendo? WHERE IS MY APPLE SCHNAPPS 

If it were up to me, I would make a Princess Peach movie to make up for that horrible fucking game. She would be played by Lori Petty, and it would basically be Tank Girl, but with Princess Peach. You know you would watch that movie. Don’t even lie.

but yes so I’ve been drinking and this isn’t very coherent but I feel like I had to say something because tl;dr I am a feminist and video games have great potential to make me rage

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hey-giffy:

FWIP FWIP

COULSON MY FLAWLES GODDESS

MY LOINS TINGLE WHEN YOU ARE ON SCREEN

I CALL THIS

MY COULSON SENSE

FAP FAP

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aohatsu:

The Rains of Castomere, Game of Thrones: Season Two | Official Score by Ramin Djawadi


“And who are you,

the proud lord said,

that I must bow so low?”

“Only a cat of a different coat,

that’s all the truth I know.

A coat of gold or a coat of red,

A lion still has claws,

And mine are long and sharp, my lord,

As long and sharp as yours.” 

hnnnng idk what this is but this voice is like a chai tea latte for my dong

I don’t even know what that means, but it’s four in the morning so I can say what I want

(via nidokingu)

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assneedsthicknin:

Aeon Flux - Leisure

Alright, so I have a story to tell about Aeon Flux. It’s 4 AM, so this is gonna be long and badly written. BRACE YOURSELVES.

In the mid-90s, I would get really high and watch this show, and it was glorious every single time. 

I must have seen every single episode of this at least a hundred times each, because this is the ultimate adventurous stoner show. It will make you paranoid, and it will make you a philosopher. Among other things. But only watch it if you’re either totally sober or high on weed alone, as anything else will make you freak the absolute fuck out.

The first time I did this, I did it by accident. I had just had a little baggie of mushrooms by myself, and I was flicking through channels, and ended up on the foreign television section. I passed news channels and most of the music channels, until I got to MTV. Now, they had the best animation block known to mankind at this point in time, and I was familiar with each show. So I thought, hey, Aeon Flux is on, looks like it’s just starting, let’s watch this, it’s gonna be awesome. (It was, in fact, this episode I was watching.)

It was, indubitably, not awesome. 

I don’t actually remember much of it, but I know the end result was a strong fear of eggs for about a year and the still-lingering feeling that we all just live in the fucking Matrix, man.

I do, however, remember vividly closing my eyes to avoid the horror, only to experience strong audiovisual hallucinations (as mushrooms are indeed magical) and basically I tripped the fuck out in the worst possible way. 

I remember Aeon’s voice going “plop plop plop plop plop plop” over and over again, and Aeon was real and miming to me guns and ropes and all this shit, and then we started running (in reality I was just freaking out in my room flailing around) and the world looked like the animation style in the show and we were vaulting over mini oceans and shit trying to get out of this compound whose walls we couldn’t see, and each step we took our bones kept cracking audibly louder and louder and the puddles we stepped in made sounds like reading comic book letterbox sound effects, like drip drip and splash, and then we finally vaulted the wall and we ended up waist-deep in one of these eggs except huge and we couldn’t get out and kept sinking, and then we fell through to the bottom of the egg and just before we suffocated we took deep breaths of the egg fluid and opened our eyes and Aeon was gone and I was in the center of the compound and repeat and yeah I mean, I really freaked out. Then I’d open my eyes IRL, promptly freak out at all THAT shit that was going on, close my eyes again, and promptly live through another terrifying ends-in-death-every-time hallucination with Aeon.

It actually got worse, because after enough of these fifteen minute freakouts, Aeon eventually went away, and it was just me. When my eyes were closed, there was no music. When my eyes were open, there was music, and I started to doubt which “world” was real. I then went on what I can only describe as a psychological horror bender, ending in me accepting that neither world was real and all awareness is only an illusion. 

This went on for about four or five more hours. It super scared the shit out of me.

Then I either passed out or fell asleep, which for the record was a really bad idea, as it steeped me deeper into this illusory reality which was a combination of my memories of traumatic shit, Aeon-like little stories where I would die every time, and deep philosophy inspired by post-apocalyptic cyberpunk aesthetic and good old traditional material analysis. I ended the very last trip by falling face-down into a puddle up to my shoulders, then choking myself to death with my own hands which were coming up from the water. I then jerked upright in a cold sweat, promptly vomited, and decided my existence was fake.

Then I went back to sleep. Woke up at like midnight the next day, or something, cleaned up all puke and drank my bodyweight in water, then went back to sleep and had an existentialist crisis. 

I still love this episode though, as it gives me epic trip flashbacks, and I get to relive a sliver of the horror every time I see it through to the end.

God, that was a miserable trip. Scary as hell.

The nineties were good times!

AND THAT’S GIO’S FOUR AM LIFE STORY FOR THE DAY. 

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WENT TO DARTMOOR AT NIGHT WITH MY BF’S FAMILY

GOT SO FUCKING SCARED OF THE DARK I HAD TO HOLD HIS AUNT’S HAND UNTIL WE GOT TO THE RIVER, BECAUSE SHE WAS BY FAR THE MOST BUFF OUT OF ALL OF US AND COULD PROBABLY FUCK UP A WEREWOLF OR WHATEVER IF IT CAME TO THAT

I LITERALLY RAN INTO A COW AND THEN IT MOOED IN MY FACE AND I CRIED A LITTLE, LIKE, THREE OR FOUR REALLY GOOD TEARS

THEN WE WENT HOME BECAUSE NATURE FRIGHTENS ME AT A CORE LEVEL FOR SOME REASON AND I GOT TO HAVE SOME ICE CREAM

NOBODY WAS MAD AT ME, BUT I THINK MAYBE HIS UNCLE PISSED HIMSELF LAUGHING, BUT MAN I TOLD THEM I WASN’T GOING TO DO WELL ON A NATURE WALK, I TOLD THEM ABOUT ME AND NATURE, BUT IT KEEPS HAPPENING!!!

THE DOG TOOK PITY ON ME AND SAT WITH ME UNTIL I CALMED DOWN LOL, EVEN THE DOG WAS LIKE “WOW YOU ARE SO BASIC HOW COULD YOU SURVIVE IN THE WILD” AND I WAS LIKE “I DON’T KNOW, MISTER OLIVES!!!” BUT I WAS ACTUALLY TALKING TO THE DOG TO TRY TO CALM MYSELF DOWN AND I THINK EVERYONE THOUGHT THEY DID PERMANENT DAMAGE BY TAKING ME INTO THE MOOR AT NIGHT SO I MEAN BASICALLY I CAN’T SHOW MY FACE AT HIS UNCLE’S HOUSE AGAIN WITHOUT BEING “THE DUDE THAT CAN’T HANDLE A THIRTY MINUTE NATURE WALK” BUT I DON’T CARE BECAUSE MISTER OLIVES CAN’T JUDGE ME

SO IT WASN’T ALL BAD

BUT LOL HOLY SHIT PEOPLE WERE JUDGING ME SO HARD AT THE TRAIN STATION OMG I WAS LIKE “NO OKAY DON’T JUDGE ME MR. CONDUCTOR BECAUSE I WAS IN A MOOR AND I GOT LOST AND I CRIED AND THERE WAS A COW AND I WAS AFRAID AND I HAVEN’T SLEPT AND I WANT TO GO HOME” AND HE WAS JUST LIKE “OMG YOU ARE CRAZY GET AWAY I WILL CHECK YOUR TICKET LATER” AND I WAS LIKE OKAY BUT HE NEVER CAME BACK SO I THINK I LEGIT LOOKED LIKE A SERIAL KILLER OR SOMETHING 

MY BF WAS SITTING NEXT TO ME AND WAS LIKE “DUDE IT’S OKAY, WE’RE OUT OF THE MOOR NOW” AND I ACTUALLY TOLD HIM “NO WE’RE NOT” AND PUT IN SOME HEADPHONES AND LISTENED TO LADY GAGA WHILE LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW IN SOME WEIRD NATURE-INDUCED PSEUDO-PANIC ATTACK SLASH FIT OF FEAR-INDUCED ANXIETY BUNDLE THING

I HAD FOUR TEAS AND PASSED OUT AND THEN SUDDENLY I WAS ON THE TUBE AND THEN I WAS BACK HOME AND I WAS JUST LIKE OKAY AND PUT ALL MY MUDDY CLOTHES IN THE WASH AND THEN TOOK A SHOWER WHILE MOURNFULLY SINGING COURTNEY LOVE SONGS AND SIPPING COLD TEA FROM A CANTEEN WHICH I PROPPED UP BETWEEN TWO OF MY BODY SCRUBS 

NOW I’M TELLING TUMBLR BEFORE I GO TO BED BECAUSE I MEAN WHAT THE HELL RIGHT

TL;DR GIO HAS A NATURE FREAKOUT AND HAD TO GO HOME LOL

THIS IS NOTHING NEW THOUGH; WHEN I WAS TEN I HAD A TOTAL PANIC ATTACK IN WHAT WAS ESSENTIALLY A NATIONAL PARK AND I HAD TO BE TAKEN HOME OVER MY FRIEND’S DAD’S SHOULDER LIKE FIONA IN THE FIRST SHREK MOVIE WHILST SCREAMING ABOUT HOW LEAVES ONLY EXIST TO CREATE AN OPTICAL ILLUSION TO LURE YOU INTO DEEP REALMS WHERE MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURES WILL KILL YOU OR WORSE, WHICH I MEAN I’M NOT SURE WHY I THINK THAT BUT I SWEAR TO GOD TRY TO GIVE ME PROOF THAT ELVES AREN’T GOING TO KILL ME IN THIS FUCKING FOREST!!!! WHAT IF SOMETHING BITES ME OR THERE’S POISONOUS WHATEVER, WHAT IF YOU DIE, WHAT IF WE ALL DIE AND FOREST CREATURES EAT OUR FLESH, AM I THE ONLY ONE THAT CARES ABOUT NATURE BEING ALL NATURAL AND SHIT, WE CAN’T CONTROL ANIMALS AND TREES! I DON’T THINK ENGLAND HAS RACCOONS BUT I CAN’T KNOW THAT! THERE COULD BE A PORTAL. I MEAN THERE ARE ELVES, WHY CAN’T THERE BE RACCOONS? OR BEARS? OR POISONOUS FUCKING TREES? BUT YEAH I MEAN AT LEAST I DIDN’T HAVE TO BE CARRIED OUT THIS TIME- IT ONLY TENDS TO GO ONE OF TWO WAYS, LOL

I’M NOT SURE WHERE MY ISSUES WITH NATURE COME FROM BUT THIS IS AT LEAST 30% OF WHY I HAVE ALWAYS LIVED IN CITIES. I WOULD LIKE TO ENJOY NATURE, BUT HOLY SHIT I HAVE THROWN SOME EPIC FITS LOL, I ALWAYS THINK THE WEIRDEST SHIT! PART OF IT IS CLASSIC ANXIETY BUT THE OTHER PARTS ARE JUST LIKE WHAT THE FUCK, BUT NO REALLY THERE ARE ELVES HERE AND GIANTS AND SHIT AND WE ARE GOING TO BE MURDERED WITH AN AXE OR POISON

AND MY BF WAS TRYING TO BE A SMARTASS AND WAS LIKE “WHAT IF THERE ARE EWOKS” AND I WAS LIKE “JESUS CHRIST EWOKS ONLY LIVE ON ENDOR WHO DO YOU THINK I AM, WE HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THE WEREWOLVES AND SHIT” 

TL;DR TL;DR GIO IS AFRAID OF NATURE, SUSPECTED UNKNOWN PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA SUSTAINED AT VERY YOUNG AGE OR SOME SIMILAR SITUATION, ELVES ARE GOING TO MURDER ME, WHAT HAPPENS IF I HAVE TO PEE, I AM NOT PEEING IN THE FOREST, THE FUCKING ELVES ARE WATCHING!!!!! OR GIANTS OR WHATEVER ELSE IS GOING TO TRY TO KILL ME IF I DON’T HOLD YOUR AUNT’S HAND RIGHT NOW CHARLES RIGHT NOW SHE WILL SAVE ME