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‘There are no women in video games!’
‘Women in video games are always sexualized!’
‘If their main outfit isn’t sexualized, their alternate costumes are!’
‘Women in sports games never wear appropriate clothes! They just wear sexy outfits!’
‘Women are always damsels in distress and never know how to fight!’
‘Women in games are never allowed to be feminine!’
‘Women can never be main characters in games!’
‘And if they are, the ratings are never good!’
‘Women in games can only be masculine, they can’t use feminine attributes to their advantage!’
‘Women are never valuable party members!’
‘Women in video games are only interested in male partners or friends!’
‘Women in video games always dress as men, but men in video games never dress as women!’
‘No one ever likes a woman in a video game!’
‘Women in video games -’
Princess Peach has got you covered.
I’ve never been so proud to reblog something.
preview of an illustration I made for the @newbeginningszine preorders are open from now until august 31st
head empty only hunter
rocketear spoiler
I cannot WAIT to see how this dynamic plays out. I think Adrien would think it's extremely funny to go along with it until he doesn't think it's quite so funny anymore
Capturing a Dream
Chapter 11 – That Keeps Out the Danger
Chapter 1 Chapter 10
“How are we supposed to eat? We’re going to starve. You’re leaving us to starve. To wither away into nothingness.” Wally collapsed dramatically onto the kitchen island.
“Oh my God, drama queen. You don’t even live here. Go home and eat.” Chimera threw a kitchen towel in his face. He grabbed the towel as it hit him and fell back off of the barstool in an exaggerated drop, crying out as he fell.
“Yeah, Wally. You don’t even go here,” Robin grinned reaching to grab the cupcake left unguarded on his plate. He grumbled when Wally was able to get back up, get onto the barstool, and swipe it back again before he could take a bite. Chimera giggled at the reference until Robin turned his mischievous grin on her. Her giggles quickly quieted and her expression turned apprehensive. “And we don’t want to interrupt Chi’s date.”
Chimera rolled her eyes. Robin and Wally had been teasing her relentlessly since they found out she was going to be out of the Cave for the weekend and wouldn’t give them any details. They made the completely logical leap to claiming it was a date with Roy. She honestly wasn’t sure if it was intended to annoy her or Conner more, or more likely both. She was positive Robin’s ultimate goal in life was to antagonize every member of the Team and the Justice League with one comment, like the annoying, teenage menace he was. Honestly, she liked seeing it; a glimpse of normalcy in his life. But, that didn’t mean she appreciated it when it was turned on her.
“Yeah, you sure you won’t tell us where you two are going?” Wally teased, his words obscured by the bite of cupcake still in his mouth. “Roy won’t tell us anything.”
Chimera gave him a flat look. “Roy’s in India this week.”
“Ah, so that’s where you’re going. Guess portals have their advantages,” Wally snickered, waggling his eyebrows at her.
“Funny how she knew exactly what his plans were for this weekend, don’t you think, Conner,” Robin commented in exaggerated innocence, laying his arm on Conner’s shoulder.
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The Great IKEA Game
A/N: Thank you all so much for your wonderful love and support as I wrote this. I have had so much fun writing this story, and I fully intend to do more in this wonderful universe I somehow constructed, but for now this is the end. Enjoy!
Chapter 13: Blacktop Confrontations
Dick didn’t resist Tim’s insistent pulling, as the IKEA doors slid open. The clean, cool, air giving way to oppressive and muggy late May heat. Jason appeared at his back, a self-satisfied grin on his face, nerf gun slung on his shoulder.
“We are never following your suggestions for family bonding time ever again,” grumbled Tim, blinking in the mid afternoon’s bright sun.
Dick winced. This hadn’t been his best idea, but it turned out alright in the end, hadn’t it? He knew they were lucky to escape this mess without too many consequences.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Jason smirked. “I think this was Dickie’s best bad idea yet.”
but really though, this pride month, shout out to straight trans people. it’s gotta be rough sometimes listening to people constantly complaining about “the straights” and how “it’s gay month if you’re not gay go home”. you’re not contributing to heteronormitivity just by being yourself. you 100 percent belong at pride and all of you make this community a better place.
would you consider drawing mar'i grayson as the next robin training with her dad? (feel free to ignore this)
it isn’t robin training, but here’s a photo of mar’i and dick from her first gymnastics competition!
why do black people use you in the wrong context? such is "you ugly" instead of "you're ugly" I know u guys can differentiate, it's a nuisance
you a bitch
It’s called copula deletion, or zero copula. Many languages and dialects, including Ancient Greek and Russian, delete the copula (the verb to be) when the context is obvious.
So an utterance like “you a bitch” in AAVE is not an example of a misused you, but an example of a sentence that deletes the copular verb (are), which is a perfectly valid thing to do in that dialect, just as deleting an /r/ after a vowel is a perfectly valid thing to do in an upper-class British dialect.
What’s more, it’s been shown that copula deletion occurs in AAVE exactly in those contexts where copula contraction occurs in so-called “Standard American English.” That is, the basic sentence “You are great” can become “You’re great” in SAE and “You great” in AAVE, but “I know who you are” cannot become “I know who you’re” in SAE, and according to reports, neither can you get “I know who you” in AAVE.
In other words, AAVE is a set of grammatical rules just as complex and systematic as SAE, and the widespread belief that it is not is nothing more than yet another manifestation of deeply internalized racism.
This is the most intellectual drag I’ve ever read.
For the big brother au you made, would Anthony ever be akumatized? I mean it seems unlikely, but it could happen since even the nicest of people have their limits.
I really don’t want to see Anthony ever be akumatized :( that’s so sad...
if he were in the show, he almost certainly would be akumatized at some point, but I also think it’d be really funny if he’s just like. the only one in the city that takes Prozac jfghjdf
Since he knows Marinette’s secret, their parents pick up on the fact that the two of them are hiding something. Sabine is convinced Anthony is smoking weed. Whether Anthony is or isn’t actually smoking weed is up for debate.
PLEASE THATS SO FUNNY
I drew a comic <3
Justice for Lakeith Smith and A’Donte Washington!
Please sign the petition!!!
if you can, not only sign but also donate to his GoFundMe, run by his mother and cousin. Lakeith has been denied visitation from any family members for the two years he’s been at the correctional facility. he has a daughter who was born after he was arrested that he has been never allowed to see. lets get him out of there.
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Trying to raise at least $30,000 for lawyer to get guaranteed appeal release #BLM… Lakeith Smith needs your support for #JusticeForLakeithSm
Don’t donate to change . Org donate to the go fund me
A few months ago I reblogged a post sharing Jazzy’s gofundme, a girl who was poisoned by her roommate, noting that she only had about half her goal despite the fund being up for several years. I saw a lot of people reblog that version; Just a month or so later when I checked her fund again it had been reached!! And tons of people still reblog it.
I think when people are just scrolling and they come across these posts they don’t check immediately and forget about it, seeing all the notes and assuming the fund is doing well- I think more people need this visualized to realize this person REALLY needs help.
We can’t let Lakeith continue to be punished in this repulsive system. Please make sure him and his fund get the attention Jazzy does and let’s do everything we can to get him to the goal!! We have to reunite him with his family by any means possible.
As of today ( Saturday, August 8th, 2020 ) Lakeith is $12,061 from his goal!!
As of today (Sunday 28th March 2021) Lakeith has surpassed his goal by over $3,000!
This money was just for the lawyer to appeal; you can still help by signing the petition on change.org (just don’t donate once you do) – it hasn’t hit the 1,000,000 signature goal yet! Please sign and help him get his justice!
marinette dupain-cheng’s guide to picking up cute guys
A/N: Chez Vous is real in the DC universe; it’s described as a restaurant but I decided to use it as the name of the café because I didn’t want to come up with one myself. It translates to “at your house,” which basically implies “make yourself at home.”
thanks to @ramos123 for being my beta reader! <3
ao3
“Bet.”
Marinette slapped a crisp 20-dollar bill onto the wooden table with enough force to slosh around the brown liquid in the cup sitting before Alya’s smirking face.
Chez Vous was the name of the café they had been sitting in for the past fifteen minutes. The place had a nice ambience, the quiet chatter of customers and aromatic smells combining to make what was an unusually cozy atmosphere considering the location.
Gotham wasn’t exactly known for being hospitable, but she supposed the fact that it was clearly fashioned after Parisian cafés contributed to the homey feel. It vaguely reminded her of her parents’ bakery as well, so it certainly lived up to its name.
Perhaps it was this sense of familiarity that had her and Alya reminiscing on how far they’d come. It hadn’t been that long since lycée or université—the two were only 22 and 23, respectively—but recalling the good times they’d shared was always fun to do.
Of course, their friendship had momentary blips (ahem, Lila), but the two had managed to sort out their problems eventually. Now that Alya had become more attuned to Marinette’s boundaries and there were no pressing superhero secrets to keep, they knew how to both ground and challenge each other in positive ways. Which was exactly what had caused Marinette to get herself into this situation.
While chattering about their lycée days, Alya poked fun at her once again for what had transpired on the day of the Animan akuma. How could she ever forget that while secretly masquerading as a superhero and locking her best friends in an empty gorilla habitat together, she had somehow helped them end up in a relationship? And now the two were engaged.
This topic somehow lead to Adrien and the stupid puns he spewed both in superhero and civilian form. Alya was insistent that Marinette was charmed by them at some point, to which she replied, No way! They were horrible. Even I could do better.
It was with twinkling eyes that her best friend asked “Bet?” and well, Marinette was never one to back down from a challenge. So after pulling out some spare cash from her purse and setting it down in front of Alya, she raised a brow.
A wicked smirk grew on her best friend’s face, and any lesser person would have faltered, but Marinette was prepared for anything that could possibly be thrown at her.
“Fine. If you’re so confident, I dare you to use a pick-up line on… him.”
As if on cue, the bell at the top of the glass-paneled wooden door jingled, and Marinette followed Alya’s pointed finger right on time to see a very attractive man walk through.
He had a confident stride, but not an arrogant one—his aura was one of someone who was assured and knew exactly what they were capable of.
Despite his seemingly laid-back disposition, she didn’t fail to notice how his eyes darted around the room cautiously, the same habit she had gotten used to doing after she had been given the Ladybug Miraculous. Then again, this was Gotham, so being on constant guard was only natural.
One thumb was hooked in the pocket of his jeans while the other moved up to ruffle his hair, and wow did he have nice hair.
It was perfectly coiffed, and if she didn’t have experience with hairstyling due to her career she would’ve thought it was as effortless as it looked. Most models would kill for the natural luster his locks seemed to have, and even from a distance she could tell that anyone who decided to run their fingers through his hair would be met with softness.
And she didn’t even want to get started on his face. From his glowing skin to his strong jaw and pretty eyes, she refused to believe someone so attractive could be real. It was unfair, really.
“…inette? Marinette? You good there, girl?”
A snap in front of her face broke Marinette out of her stupor, and she offered an instinctual yelp in response.
“What?”
Alya’s eyes twinkled knowingly, and Marinette shifted anxiously in her seat.
“You sure you weren’t checking him out?”
“Alya!”
Said girl let out a mischievous cackle at her hissed response.
“Now get over there!” she said, waving her hands around in a shooing motion.
Marinette glanced over to the line, where the man was no doubt giving the barista his order.
From what she could tell he was just about done, and she watched as he shuffled through his wallet to hand the barista a bill. But rather than proceed normally as most client-worker interactions would, his payment was met with wide eyes and flailing hands.
Marinette was much too far to discern what was being said, but from context clues she could deduct that he had just handed the barista quite a sizable amount. She had already guessed he was well-off from simply observing the quality of his clothes, but this was near confirmation.
It wasn’t as if status or wealth mattered much to her, but she did have a tendency to be wary of higher-class people due to past experiences with them. Being around them really wasn’t as pleasant as it seemed.
Her musing was interrupted when the man suddenly moved, relocating to the waiting line. There was her chance.
Marinette pushed herself out of her seat, steeling herself and lifting her chin high. This was no biggie. All she had to do was somehow convince this gorgeous man to give her his number by making a crappy pick-up line and a pun on the spot. It wasn’t anything she hadn’t done before, but this felt different, probably because it was a total stranger she was about to attempt it on.
She felt Alya’s gaze trailing after her with each step, and Marinette reminded herself that she absolutely had to succeed or she would never hear the end of it.
The closer she got, however, the more her confidence died. Apparently she had made a major miscalculation while gauging her probability of success, because she hadn’t accounted for the brain spasm she was currently having. Why, oh why did he have to be so cute?
Marinette had the sinking feeling that she was about to majorly embarrass herself, but she was determined to win. Screw embarrassment—she was Marinette Dupain-Cheng. All the trouble she had gotten into with Alix and Kim as kids had prepared her for this very moment. Nothing mattered besides victory.
So she sauntered up confidently, stopping right in front of her target.
“Hey, you must be Batman’s sidekick.”
“What?”
The man’s head snapped towards her, and Marinette didn’t fail to notice the subtle defensive stance he took. Years of hero experience had made her more perceptive towards these things—it was part of the job, after all. She filed the information away in the back of her mind, making a mental note to dissect all that later. Her priority was winning the bet—and oh, right, she still had to finish that pick-up line.
“…because you’re Robin my heart.”
The quip was accompanied by an uncharacteristically roguish smile, à la Chat Noir. She’d give herself a solid 10/10 points on delivery.
Her target seemed to agree with the verdict, because after a split second of shocked silence, he burst into full-bodied laughter.
The instantaneous shift in demeanor nearly caught her off-guard, but she was too occupied by the bright smile on his face and his melodic chuckle to notice. It was light and carefree, and she couldn’t help but crack a small smile as a result.
The only problem was that the laughter didn’t end, though, and she felt her face heat up more as the seconds ticked by.
Oh, Kwami.
Marinette buried her face into her hands with a soft groan, wishing the ground could just open up and swallow her whole.
She knew it wasn’t the greatest pick-up line ever, but she didn’t think her attempt warranted that much amusement.
The laugher ceased abruptly, and she peeked through her fingers in time to see the man quickly sober up.
“Sorry, I wasn’t laughing at you!”
A pause.
“Okay, not exactly. I just—wow, that was a great pick-up line.”
She slowly lowered her hands, though she kept her head down to peer at him through her lashes.
“Did it work?”
He chuckled and offered her a bright smile that made her blush like a high schooler with a massive crush.
“Yeah, you can tell your friend over there that you won your bet.”
If it was even possible, she turned redder.
“What? How…”
At the mention of Alya, Marinette sent a quick glance to their café table only to find that she was doing absolutely nothing to hide her rapt attention. She quickly caught on to the fact that they were looking her way and sent a very obvious thumbs-up and wink.
Oh, I am so going to kill her later!
But Marinette’s momentary vexation made way for embarrassment as the gravity of the situation hit her.
“I guess I wasn’t exactly subtle, huh?”
“Yeah,” the handsome stranger shrugged. “You probably could have been more discreet. But I liked it.”
“Okay, that’s the second time you’ve said that, but I have a hard time believing you. You can’t possibly tell me that you actually enjoy puns.”
“So I’m guessing I shouldn’t tell you that meeting you was a fortuitous aster?”
“Aster? As in the opposite of disaster?” she wrinkled her nose.
“You got it!”
Marinette rolled her eyes in exasperation, though the upwards tug at the corner of her lips betrayed her true feelings.
“Careful there, or you’ll be the one Robin my heart.”
She’d never admit to it, but she flushed a tiny bit before straightening up in realization. Hey, she was supposed to be the one doing the wooing here!
But before she could open her mouth to respond, her companion beat her to it.
“Since you’re stealing something so dear to me, I think it’s only fair that I get my thief’s name in exchange.”
He was clever, she had to admit.
“Marinette,” she proffered.
“Dick.”
She blinked in surprise at the seemingly random obscenity before it clicked.
“Oh, that’s your name!”
The words tumbled forward, and once she realized what she had said, Marinette tried to frantically backpedal. Her spilled apologies didn’t seem to be necessary, though, because that mesmerizing laugh came back.
“No, it’s fine, I get that a lot,” he breathed between chuckles.
She brightened immediately, glad she hadn’t offended him or embarrassed herself too much.
“Well, since I’m already taking something from you, may I steal your number as well?”
“Only if I can do the same.”
Her inquiry was met with a grin, and the two exchanged phones to type in their respective numbers. Marinette’s found its way back into her hand shortly after, and moments after she pocketed it the call of “medium espresso and beignets!” broke the quiet ambience.
“Well, that’s my order,” Dick said, words weighted by a silent apology. “I’d love to stay and chat, but I have a few things I need to take care of. Maybe we can meet up later this week?”
The end of his sentence lilted up in hope, and Marinette found her chest warming with affection.
“I’d like that.”
She bid him goodbye with a smile and a wave and quickly tacked on an “I’ll text you later!” in afterthought.
She’d forever deny squealing giddily as she unceremoniously dragged Alya out from her seat and through the café doors, but the sound didn’t escape Dick’s attention—or his enhanced hearing, courtesy of Bat-Tech.
As he watched her leave with Alya, a smile slowly spread across his face at the thought of seeing her again.
Yeah, he sighed to himself. She’s definitely Robin my heart.
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THGW ROBIN PUN HELP
People really need to realise that “media can affect real life” doesn’t mean “this character does bad things so people will read that and start doing bad things” and actually means “ideas in fiction especially stereotypes about minority groups can affect how the reader views those groups, an authors implicit prejudices can be passed on to readers”
Underrated Works
Here are your picks for works that just don't have enough clout!
Most underrated fic overall?
It was really inconsiderate for you to steal the color blue by 123Beans
Since we were young by @miraculouspenta
Sometimes a premonition is destined to happen by errantrose
Another One!? by @olivia-anderson-fanfic
statue of ice by phis_corner
A Ladybug in Gotham by lizzycat40
Symposium by @sunshine-and-symphonies
The Tale of Ladybug and Her Soulmates by @thedragonbug
Captain The Retired Police Dog by @thebookwormfairy
If Marinette was the Rogues' Princess Rewrite/extended by crazyjc
The Great IKEA Game by @icedaquarius31
Of the second heir by TheCuriousCat
How A Demon Commissions An Angel by @alixanonymous
Most underrated art overall
Happy Holidays From The Todd Family by @kitsunebell
https://m3owww.tumblr.com/post/643578157806551040/reposting-because-the-other-one-was-messed-up by @m3owww (link not working)
Siblings by @thedragonbug
We Are The Champions My Friends by @meatballsu
Most underrated Jasonette fic or art?
Todds Know How to Keep Friends and Family on their Toes by crazyjc
Forget it you’re a fucking asshole by @ficsforthestars
Stuck in my soulmate's body by @jasmehraj
home by Un_Romancible_NPC
Maribat Secret Santa by @kitsunebell
For you, there's nothing I wouldn't do by Minnhae
Red Bird by @savagenutella46
of pirates and thieves by LadyLiterature
There has to be a Reason to Stay by CaffeineTheory
Most underrated Daminette fic or art?
How to turn attractive men into sex gods by The_Lady_of_the_Lion
First Daminette Fanart by @thornalchemist23
Second Chance by @mochinek0
Neighbours Before The House by MorganMacCallum
Travels of Passion by StarShine583
Merry Christmas Maribat Fans by @adrianyx99
You (I) Will Be Okay by Neakco
The Story of Glowstick and Ladybug by kingbeezelbub
The Tale of Ladybug and Her Soulmates by @thedragonbug
Most underrated Dickinette fic or art?
Hope On Board by @mochegato
Greatest Showman But Not by @myvividreams
Reversal by Skysong (Skys_Song)
Can You Marry Me? by Raven_Frost_21
night terrors by YukinaMika
Most underrated Timari fic or art?
Pincée de Fortune by MiraculouslyCurious
an easy week? you wish. by sixtyeightdays
Hello, My Impossible Girl by DoctorWhoObsessed
Nannyanette by @mochegato
droplets of molten gold by YukinaMika
Satisfied by @olivia-anderson-fanfic
Most underrated adopted!family fic or art?
Hey Papa by FaithAndATypeWriter
another one by @olivia-anderson-fanfic
Untitled Work by @soulmate-game
I Should Be Fine by izzybelledot
Most underrated bio!family fic or art?
Long Lost Siblings by @kitsunebell
demon's daughter by phis_corner
Marinette did not sign up for this by crazyjc
Bio!Dad AU by @mochinek0
Tikki Says by onlyganymede
Magic and Madness by Church_the_very_much_immortal_cat
Bruce’s Growing Collection of Children by @thedragonbug
Most underrated rare pair fic or art?
My revolution (damigami) @pl-panda
Capturing a Dream (Konette) by @mochegato
Even Heroes Have the Right to Dream (MariJon) by Bounemr
Borne of the Stars (Karamari) by SilverWhiteRaven
Red name - no tumblr linked
of pirates and thieves was nominated!! a win for the princess bride/Robin Hood au
Just wanted to share this from Diet Prada on Instagram...
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