its kind of a meme which is awful but that “tuesday again no problem” dog has gotten me through a lot of tough times and for that im thankful

;’P

REALLY feeling the winking crying tongue smiley rn

u know that weird searing ache that permeates your entire junk when ur on your period and you have to stand up for a while. i hate that. thanks for the cool post nhaingen (yw)

i cant get over that post. it reads like a tim and eric sketch. join aynsleigh and brahkton in the fight against criss cross apple sauce

neyruto:

what is with this world!!!!!!!!!!!!!

neyruto:

what is with this world!!!!!!!!!!!!!

scifigrl47:

gingerjuju:

I just don’t understand where this concept of ‘fake geek girls’ came from. Like, AT ALL.

Cus when I look for fandom related stuff like 90% of the fan art and the fanfiction and the meta, zines, comics, etc. Like 90% of the shit that I’ve seen is created by women & girls.

And all that stuff take’s a lot of work and research and critical analysis and staring at reference photos for hours.

We are literally the most well versed and invested group in the fandom. So, like, What the fuck boys? You mad you can’t keep up?

I saw an argument, and I can’t find it now, (edit! KILLERZEBRAS FOUND IT.  Go read the original thoughts here: LINK)) but it totally made sense, that there’s a gender split in fandom. Male fandom tends to be a curator fandom; male fandom collects, organizes, and memorizes facts and figures. Male fandom tends to be KEEPERS of the canon; the fandom places great weight on those who have the biggest collection, the deepest knowledge of obscure subjects, the first appearances, creators, character interactions.

Female fandom is creative. Females create fanart, cosplay, fanwritings. Female fandom ALTERS canon, for the simple reason that canon does not serve female fandom. In order for it to fit the ‘outsider’ (female, queer, POC), the canon must be attacked and rebuilt, and that takes creation.

"Male" fandom devalues this contribution to fandom, because it is not the ‘right’ kind of fandom. "Girls only cosplay for attention, they’re not REAL fans!" "Fanfiction is full of stupid Mary Sues, girls only do it so they can make out with the main character!" "I, a male artist, have done this pin-up work and can put it in my portfolio! You, a female artist, have drawn stupid fanart, and it’s not appropriate to use as a professional reference!"

In the mind of people who decry the ‘fake geek girl,’ this fandom is not as worthy. It damages, or in their mind, destroys the canon. What is the point of memorizing every possible romantic entanglement of heterosexual white Danny Rand if someone turns around and creates a fanwork depicting him as a bisexual female of Asian descent (thus subverting Rand’s creepy ‘white savior’ origins)? When Danny Rand becomes Dani Rand, their power is lessened. What is important to them ceases to be the focus of the discussion. Creation and curatorship can work in tandom, but typically, in fandom, they are on opposite poles.

This is not to say that there aren’t brilliant male cosplayers or smashing female trivia experts, this is to say that the need of the individual fan is met with opposing concepts: In order for me to find myself in comics, I need to make that space for myself, and that is a creative force. Het white cis males are more likely to do anything possible to defend and preserve the canon because the canon is built to cater to them.

i was sitting there for 5 minutes racked with guilt because i couldn’t think of a word to replace “bitch” in describing kyle. in the end i was like ok fuck it, this is south park, im a girl, i have menstrual cramps and kyle’s a bitch

stonedbabygirl:

look

stonedbabygirl:

look

(Source: awwww-cute, via huliia)

ok

Internationally acclaimed barrister Amal Alamuddin marries the voice of Stan Marsh’s gay dog

(Source: scenicroutes)

scenicroutes:

"Wendy? Can you do me, like, a huge favour? Can you read my screenplay?"

Wendy lifted an eyebrow. “Sure, Kyle. Give it here.”

He handed it to her, and she nodded, flipping open the first page.

"Exterior, Rodeo Drive," she read. "Los Angeles. Day. Summer. Glistening city buildings reflect onto the window of an upscale clothing boutique. In the window, a mannequin is wearing the best of everything. A handsome and well-dressed TWENTY-SOMETHING JEW looks in the display: dreaming of the day."

She cleared her throat, shooting a sidelong glance at Kyle.

"The lead character’s name is Kyle."

"Yes."

Shrugging her shoulders, she returned to the script. “Kyle, voiceover: ‘Year after year, twenty-something boys come to Los Angeles in search of the two L’s: labels… and love.”

She stopped, suddenly, and looked over at Kyle.

"Kyle," she said. "If I continue reading, am I going to find that you’ve re-written the entire script of the Sex and the City movie, with yourself as Carrie and Stan as Big?"

"What?" Kyle scoffed. "No."

Wendy furrowed her brow, then flipped rapidly through the pages, stabbing a line with her finger. “Interior, penthouse apartment bedroom,” she read, accusing. “Kyle walks into the bedroom and over to the closet. He pushes open the double door, revealing - Stanley! Standing there, holding a pair of Manolos in his hands.”

Wendy dropped the script, staring glumly at Kyle.

"This is a problem," she said. "This is such a problem."

UGH god
cybearrr found this old official poster image for BLU and i love it because WTF, kyle is standing on top of everybody being defiantly patriotic like the domineering bitch he is. everyone is suffering so he can achieve this totally contrived display of nationalistic sentiment that he doesn’t even have, really

cybearrr found this old official poster image for BLU and i love it because WTF, kyle is standing on top of everybody being defiantly patriotic like the domineering bitch he is. everyone is suffering so he can achieve this totally contrived display of nationalistic sentiment that he doesn’t even have, really

slurs/ south park/

scenicroutes:

"Okay, Wendy." Garrison laced his fingers together and leaned over the glass table. "Explain to me one more time why you decided that your Teen Choice Awards acceptance speech was an appropriate moment to light a picture of the Pope on fire.”

"Well, Herbert, because the Catholic church has contributed to the creation of a global culture of violent intolerance predicated entirely upon the baseless belief that homosexuality is an illness, a sin, or both."

"It’s the Teen fucking Choice Awards, Wendy. These kids don’t give a shit about the Catholic church’s stance on queers.”

"They do now," Wendy grinned, folding her arms over her chest. "My act of protest beat the Kimye wedding for the most tweeted-about event of the year."

"Yeah," Stan piped up. "And it’s, like, front page news, too. On the way over here, I passed a newsstand, and I saw…"

"Oh, and did you see the five hundred people standing out in the street right now, as we speak, holding up signs calling for Wendy to be burned at the stake?"

Wendy said nothing, only adjusting her Tom Ford Milena Round Sunglasses.

"I… yeah, they’re kind of hard to miss," mumbled Stan. "I’m sorry, Herbert, I don’t mean to be rude, but… why am I here?"

"What do you mean, ‘why am I here?’"

"I don’t… I mean…" Stan cast a sidelong glance at Wendy. "I don’t really see how I’m, uh, involved. In any of this"

"Well, Stan, a certain friend of yours, who just so happens to be the high-profile, out-and-proud son of a certain daytime talk show host and a certain entertainment lawyer, posted a rant on his blog last week about how the Catholic church’s stance on homosexuality is morally reprehensible. And then Wendy went onstage at the Teen Choice Awards and…"

"Performed an entirely reasonable act of protest," Wendy interrupted.

"And now I’ve got tens of thousands of pimply teenagers connecting dots and spamming both of your Twitter mentions with crackpot theories about how you’re carrying on a closeted romance with Kyle Broflovski, and Disney’s paying Wendy to be your beard.”

"You are paying me to be Stan’s beard,” Wendy replied.

Garrison looked at both of them, silent, his eyes tired. Wendy took this as cession and leaned over the desk, removing her Tom Ford Milena Round Sunglasses to look him dead in the eye.

"Enough," she pronounced. "Why can’t he just come out already?"

"Because we make a billion dollars a year selling little girls t-shirts with his face on them."

"Ugh," Wendy grunted, lifting her $360 Tom Ford Milena Round Sunglasses to her face. "I fucking hate capitalism."

Stan furrowed his brow. “I’m not gay,” he said.

"Shut the fuck up, Stan," said Wendy.

man this is good
felixdeon:

The Fisherman’s Lover. A painting by Felix d’Eon

felixdeon:

The Fisherman’s Lover. A painting by Felix d’Eon

oh stan its so hot how you caught all those fish nsfw//
felixdeon:

Winsome Grace. A newly completed painting. The original is available on my website for 600 dollars. Click on the link to purchase! http://felixdeon.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=23&Itemid=174

felixdeon:

Winsome Grace. A newly completed painting. The original is available on my website for 600 dollars. Click on the link to purchase! http://felixdeon.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=23&Itemid=174

LOVE THIS

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