elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:
the amount of followers you have is how old you are
the person you reblog this from is your companion
your icon is what your current regeneration looks like
your job (or one of your parent’s jobs) is your timelord name
so i’m either the Teacher or the Hot Tub Repairman
I would rather be stuck in a room with moths than a medical needle ughhh no
“Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?”
(Source: ermahgerd-sherlerk)
well-written villains with tragic pasts (◕‿◕✿)
well-written villains who are bad just because they are bad (◕‿◕✿)
well-written villains with sympathetic motives (◕‿◕✿)
well-written villains with evil motives (◕‿◕✿)
well-written villains with a chance of redemption (◕‿◕✿)
well-written villains with no chance of redemption (◕‿◕✿)
well-written villains (◕‿◕✿)
nOPE TAG YOUR POSTS PEOPLE THE SIGHT OF NEEDLES ACTUALLY MAKES ME FEEL PHYSICALLY SICK THANK YOU.
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest aholes when they’ve had enough.
Demons run when a good man goes to war.
this week on tumblr:
- yahoo buying tumblr
- “bitch I might be”
- POKEMON FUSION
- muse blowing up whole world
[VIOLENTLY THINKS OF HOW CUTE YOU ARE AND HOW NICE IT WOULD BE TO HOLD YOU ON A DAILY BASIS].
Fenris: You and I don’t always agree, but…
Hawke: But…?
(Source: jb-essril)
what you fail to realize is that video games shouldn’t cater to females in the first place. It’s largely known that it’s targeted towards the MALE demographic and has been for so many years, so why would they ask for something like that to be handed to them on a goddamn silver platter?
that’s like a guy walking into the women’s department of clothing at a sears and demanding that there be more clothing for men there. Separation of sections be damned.
that’s not how it fucking works
no not really
the game industry is more like walking into a regular department store and seeing that all the clothes are only men’s clothes
and when you ask the cashier where the women’s clothing section is, they wheel out a small rack of cheaply made tutus, g-strings, and high heels all in bright pink
and then when you go “wow really that’s it” you get called an uppity bitch and everybody assumes you want all the focus on you when in reality you’d just like to be considered a worthwhile demographic since you also like to wear clothes, it’s not like you want some ridiculous getup, you just want a solid shirt and pair of pants that fits you alright.
I mean hell you even sort of like men’s clothes and you have no problem wearing them. They suit you well. But it’s very obvious once you throw on a pair of men’s pants that they were not made for you.
^^^
Perfect metaphor is perfect.
