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There has only been five female characters comfirmed playable compared to fifteen male characters.

I’m amazed at those exact numbers because 33% is the point where men will start thinking there’s a majority of women in a group.

it’s not even 33%, it’s 25%

the fact that these people think they ave a say in what Nintendo does is hilarious. Saying stuff like “i’m not sexist, but…” is the same as saying “I am sexist, and…”




unicorns are notorious for their hatred of posturing bro culture

(I’m debating making this girl available as a sticker and a shirt.)

That should make it easier to identify what kind of people to avoid like the plague, thanks! :^)

it’s funny because the kind of people who identify with bro culture are the exact people I’d want to avoid me like the plague so this works

But confusingly, misogynists are sometimes men who speak softly and eat vegan and say “a woman’s sexual freedom is an essential component to her liberation. So come here.” It’s a tricky world out there. And while I’d prefer a critical approach to gender from men I elect, read and even bed, in my experience, the so-called feminist men I’ve met deep down have not been less antagonistic or bigoted toward women. What I see over and over again is misogyny in sheep’s clothing, and at this point, I would rather see wolves as wolves.

"Stop fawning over male feminists" 

omg this is so spot on

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To me, my clothes feel like armor. They form an outward shell that tells anyone who wants to that they can’t fuck with me. They help me leave the house on mornings when the outside world seems unbearable. They’re my best self-care mechanism. They help me hold myself together when someone shouts at me, instead of hurting for days like I used to. They help insults bounce off my surface, instead of hitting deeper than I’d like. The way I dress is an expression of both who I am and who I want to be. Dressing offers me a space to explore identities and play with facets of myself. It makes my body visible in spaces where I’m often forced to hide it. It allows me to have fun with my body in a way that I never could whilst conforming to an endless set of fashion rules.
Fashion is often held up as frivolous, conformist, unnecessary, and capitalist-engaged, within both fat-positive and feminist circles, scholarship, and activisms. While I don’t deny that it can be some or all of those things, for me it’s also been a survival strategy and the most important way of negotiating my relationship with my body. It’s so much more than looking good or bad or fitting into dominant or subcultural aesthetics; it’s become a radical political mechanism that resists the daily oppression I face and reclaims the body that I have always been told is not my own.
To you, it might just be an outfit, but to me it’s performance, play, care, support, resistance, survival, and fighting
On Dressing Up: A Story of Fatshion Resistance by Kirsty Fife in Hot & Heavy: Fierce Fat Girls on Life, Love, & Fashion (edited by Virgie Tovar)

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