My name is Noz and I am a late twenties queer woman. I blog predominantly about feminism, rape culture, Welcome to Night Vale, various roleplays I'm in, and Flight Rising. My art and original fiction are here as well.

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OMG I got my first anon hate and it’s for being whiny and phone tumblr won’t let me reply to it with a photo so, for later: 
This stare of sickly and pained disbelief is for you, anon.

OMG I got my first anon hate and it’s for being whiny and phone tumblr won’t let me reply to it with a photo so, for later:
This stare of sickly and pained disbelief is for you, anon.

I am sniffly and cold and pathetic and my head hurts and I wanna go home.

marcelines-pet:

of-castles-and-converses:

itsdeepforhappypeople:

Awwwwwww cutie

that awkward moment when deadpool is a better person than you because you would have just stole the pizza and not given a fuck

dead pool isn’t really a villian like, most of his comics  are just being like a slightly mentally challenged selfish 5 year old with an incredibly dirty mind who hits on spiderman all the time and is aware at all times of the forth wall. oh and it is literally impossible to kill him so he gets a bit reckless at times

(Source: breakourbones)

facebooksexism:

*loud frustrated groaning noise from the back of my throat* BAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHhhhhhGGG

Let’s have them list the people in ‘Undercover Boss’. ‘Cause the first season was only white men and I stopped watching after one of the guys in the second season* started crying because ‘everyone else has it so bad and he is so fortunate’. Not kidding
*Second season they had a woman boss! And a dudeboss from Mexico! How ~feminist~ to have two not-white cishetmen!

facebooksexism:

*loud frustrated groaning noise from the back of my throat* BAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHhhhhhGGG

Let’s have them list the people in ‘Undercover Boss’. ‘Cause the first season was only white men and I stopped watching after one of the guys in the second season* started crying because ‘everyone else has it so bad and he is so fortunate’. Not kidding

*Second season they had a woman boss! And a dudeboss from Mexico! How ~feminist~ to have two not-white cishetmen!

i thought everyone ate baking chocolate chips out of the bag when they want something sweet and have no snacks

markdoesstuff:

geekbap:

note-a-bear:

jean-luc-gohard:

bobbieluvsya:

armisael:

please watch avril lavigne’s new video it is so much worse than you are imagining as you are reading this, it is so much worse than anyone could have ever guessed it would be

oh my god it’s like everything regrettable about my junior high years was given a budget and a video camera

It’s like Gwen Stefani’s Harajuku appropriation phase + the nightmare sequence from Heathers + dubstep made specifically for a mid-2010 car commercial + those kids with cat ears that used to follow me and my friends around in high school + the inner monologue of a middle school girl character written by an adult man.

omg
I don’t even
what

The fact that this hasn’t turned into an international fiasco is blowing my mind

….

there seriously is not any way the above words can prepare you for this

there’s literally a breakdown to someone making sushi for avril lavigne

how

drparisa:

i love the fics where bucky just breaks into steve’s apartment post-tws for whatever reason, though in all of the fics i’ve read so far, he usually takes something from steve and/or leaves no trace of being there at all.

how about where he leaves steve a friendly note.

"change your goddamn kitchen lightbulb. how am i supposed to eat everything in your place if i can’t see it.

xoxo the winter soldier”

Things feel wrong sometimes.

Steve isn’t sure why or how it comes about but every so often he walks into his apartment and parts of him freeze up. Nothing is different. His laundry still sits on the edge of his washing machine, the paperwork from his landlord with permission to get a cat is under the Iron Man paperweight, and no strange scent hangs in the air. Steve keeps his personal space clean, though more out of habit then the desire to have tidyness around him.

The cat in question even shows no sign of upset - she sprawls on the couch with all three legs up in the air, half tattered ears lax and comfortable. The animal shelter said she hates physical affection but when Steve walks in, she meows and wiggles, and will likely let him pet her ears later.

Ms. Snuggles is the best cat, in Steves opinion, even if she is crotchety sometimes and ten years old.

"Afternoon, Snugs." Steve puts his backpack on the floor and his jacket on the proper coat hook. She purrs at him. "Anything interesting happen?"

She chirps like a proper guard-cat and hops from the couch to follow him into the kitchen. Ms. Snuggles winds around his feet, Steve only keeping upright from Super Soldier Reflexes as he’s not yet learned the hopping balancing act of all trained cat servants.

"I know, I know, you’re hungry. Today is medication day, did you know that?" She meows. "You are the most precious cat."

Ms. Snuggles is not the most precious cat but she’s more than content to be dosed with her medication. It comes in a can and is delicious. 

Steve opens the fridge and goes still. One of his post-it notes ruffles in the breeze of the action. It’s in the shape of a moose, a gift from Tony Steve is actually fond of. It’s not the post-it that has him trying to breathe. It’s the words.

I hope you know your cat eats better than you do.

change your goddamn kitchen lightbulb and buy some groceries. stop being a punk.

xoxo’

Then, scrawled underneath:

'your cat likes me. we're both missing arms’

"…Ms. Snuggles," is all Steve can say until she headbutts his knee. "I asked if anything interesting happened. You lied to me.”

She gets her medication anyway and Steve doesn’t go into the living room to hyperventilate. He goes shopping instead.

A word about bronies.

saintcheshire:

So I just got back last night from a brony convention in San Francisco. I was working a booth for a vendor friend, and let me tell you what happened:

We met a little girl who was there with her family. She got a button drawn at our booth, told us all about her favorite ponies, and was overall…