Reblog if you would play a video game with a trans protagonist 

pumpkin-spice-and-ass:

I just want to see how many people would be in favor of me having a trans main char for my independent game I’m designing for a competition.

naomster:

fezwhatfez:

thequietpagan:

bywandandsword:

Fucking shit

This is simultaneously cool-looking and absolutely terrifying.

i was like, ohhhh what adorable little - AHHHHHH NO

NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE

naomster:

fezwhatfez:

thequietpagan:

bywandandsword:

Fucking shit

This is simultaneously cool-looking and absolutely terrifying.

i was like, ohhhh what adorable little - AHHHHHH NO

NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE

sparklesnap:

That’s a metaphor, son! You missed it! It flew right by ya!

sparklesnap:

That’s a metaphor, son! You missed it! It flew right by ya!

chrisynova:

Me on my way to steal your man

chrisynova:

Me on my way to steal your man

sonlco:

unionhack:

Stop bitching about fedoras. It’s a hat. It’s not going to hurt you. Sit the fuck down.

but it growled at me

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aatroxop:

toastradamus:

shipping is disgusting you should all be ashamed of yourselves

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"

On the last day, when Aslan drew her and Peter aside, she did not cry. Her throat closed up and her heart clanged so loudly in her ears that she missed half of what he said.

Too old to return to Narnia?

You shoved me back into this wretched unformed child’s body, lion-god, and made me a thousand years a widow, and now I am too old?

If Susan had been standing next to the White Witch, before the Stone Table, looking down at Aslan bound and muzzled, she would have asked to wield the knife.

Peter was keeping his chin up and saying all the right things. Susan sank her teeth into her lower lip and thought that she would have given everything she had not to come back to Narnia this time.

Aslan looked at her as he spoke. He knew what she was thinking, of course. He always did.

Susan didn’t care. If he was going to go around refusing to be a tame lion, he could hardly fault her for refusing to be a tame woman.

Lucy was coming up, with Edmund beside her. She gritted her teeth, and swallowed her rage. It would not do Lucy a great deal of good to see her god gut her sister with one of his gigantic paws. And she’d be damned if she cried in front of him. She had cried for him once already, cried and worked her fingers bloody prying a muzzle from his dead jaws, and this was how that vigil was repaid.

She would be glad to never see Narnia again. The languid erasing of her memories could not come quickly enough. There was nothing left for her here.

" — Elegant and Fine, Ursula Vernon (via themaraudersaredead)


nordrassil-treehouse:

why only girls must use plate bikini? wow needs more gender equality
more guys in plate bikini!! LOL XDDD

nordrassil-treehouse:

why only girls must use plate bikini? wow needs more gender equality

more guys in plate bikini!! LOL XDDD

vivianvivisection:

jonesdavid813:

h0llo:

Putting on makeup is such a spiritual experience I watch myself go from a 3 to a 9 right in front of my mirror I love it

no, if you are putting on makeup, I don’t care who you are or what you look like, you go from about a 10 to 1

keep talking shit you gonna go from a basic ass 2 to a 6-feet-under



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