#Supportive Partners

[mpregstuff]

Bumpin' Iron Together | In a bold twist on traditional fitness, two men embrace their extraordinary journey as they share a fitness class at 40 weeks along. Their focused expressions reveal determination as they tackle exercises, showcasing their impressive bumps in fitted gear. The atmosphere buzzes with positive energy, fueled by the cheers of their supportive partners, who stand by ready to motivate. Laughter mingles with sweat, highlighting the unique bond they share in this challenging yet joyous experience. It's more than just a workout; it's a celebration of strength and resilience. Together, they redefine fitness, proving that no matter the circumstance, commitment to health never takes a break. Get ready to be inspired by this courageous duo as they push boundaries and break stereotypes, all while embracing the incredible journey of parenthood. More images are also available at https://mpregstuff.com.

[mywordstovictor]

I’m sick of people hating on allies. Let them come to pride. Let their queer friends drag them along in queer spaces for moral support or just because they’re a fun time. The cishet who loves their queer friends with their whole heart could probably benefit from being around some queer joy too, right now. Let the people who worry about us in on some of the fun parts so they know that sometimes we’re ok. I dunno sometimes I talk to that cis person who’s around trans folks as much as I am, who’s thoroughly versed in the culture, and it heals my heart a little that the divide just doesn’t seem to exist beyond a handful of community norms. I, a socially awkward, like chatting with the straight boyfriend at his first queer event because we’re both outsiders and he’s usually genuinely curious about what’s going on around him and if that’s not an opening for an infodump I don’t know what is.

I don’t mean Deborah from work who put a pride flag sticker on her computer and called herself ally of the year, I mean Harold, who’ll travel two hours for a protest in another town, who’s more or less the full time chauffeur for his bi daughter and all her little queer friends, whose house is where little trans boys ship their first binder so their parents don’t find out. Beatrice, who’s been giving politicians who aren’t doing enough a piece of her mind since the 70s. Hailey, who’s the butt of token straight jokes in all her friend groups and laughs along but checks in after with a few close friends that she’s actually ok to be there and she’s not intruding, who comes to take pride in knowing how to be there for her queer buddies. Spencer, who’s so fluent in queer culture he’s sure to wear an ally pin when he tags along to pride because no one expects straight guys to know those references and it gives the wrong idea that he does. Cis queers who gravitate toward the trans crowd at events and shut down anything even remotely terfy they catch in the broader community with a vengeance.

Plus, people don’t listen to us like they do cishet folks who speak up for us. Even if we ignore how chill allies usually are and that’s it’s generally just fun to have them around and that leaving it open to allies is also leaving it open to questioning queer people it’s a horrible strategic move to be assholes to them. When straight folks want to fight with us, we need to let them in enough that they can learn how. Ideally, we let them see into the worlds of the people they’re fighting for and celebrate the wins with us.

I know we’re all scared right now and straight people feel unsafe, but separatism is not good for us as individuals or as a community. As a community, we need allies to make progress. It’s a numbers game. As individuals, it’s good for us to see that there are cishet folks who don’t hate us. It’s important to have kind people around to remind us that it’s not us against everybody else. And it’s important to have people around who remind us that we’re not fundamentally so inherently different a divide is inevitable. And I dunno the lady in the ‘I ❤️ my trans grandchild’ shirt last year was really sweet and I still think about her when I start to feel hopeless.

[dumpster-fire-sapphic-failgirl]

I’m generally of the belief that Murph is the wife-guy of all wife-guys but that ear-to-ear grin and rumbling-contented-joy sound that Emily makes when he cracks the dead-god-name-redaction is yet another example that she matches his energy with a husband-gal vibe of her own

Anyway, just love supportive partners and these two in particular and wanted to call out that little moment

[lightofraye]

Sharing this along with this glorious link from Buzzfeed, Guys Are Sharing The Small Gestures Women Do That Make Them Weak At The Knees.

Particularly #2: "My wife talks me up in front of other people. I'd never had that before and had a toxic family, so I was used to hearing people speak negatively, if at all. We've been married nine years, and I still get a lump in my throat when I hear her compliment me or hear it second hand that she spoke well of me to someone. Especially if I wasn't there."

Praise your partners. Support them even when they don't hear you. Encourage them. Love should build you up, not tear you down.

[vyncentevelyn]

Partner: *walks in after getting home from work* What are you doing there?

Me: *looks up from my nest* I make them hold hands.

Partner: That’s so good, pickle.

Me: They hold hands. *happy dances in blankets*

[mousedarkarts]

The BEST Shipping Outcomes for Inuyasha (A comprehensive diagram)

This is the slide from my emotional presentation to @galactic-knightmare on how the story SHOULD have gone and what relationships SHOULD have happened. Based on my knowledge by the end of S1. (pls no spoilers). Clearly, as you can see, this is the best outcome for everyone. My favorite character is Kagome's bike.

[manedstripedcomic]

Maned and Striped - 076 - "Just the way you are"

Sometimes, you forget that you are beautiful for other people, and you need to be reminded of it. That's what happened to Lucas not too long ago, poor boy couldn't find anything attractive about himself, thinking Zack was the handsome one in the couple. Zack had to remind him of how much he loves him and how much he finds him attractive.

[the-royal-blue-network]

Casualty

Grief is often associated with death, but for Maya Wallace, no one has died. Instead, she’s mourning the end of a cherished friendship. For years, Maya, her partner Rex, and their friend Roger were inseparable—a trio bonded by countless adventures and inside jokes. But everything changed when Roger started dating Megan. He became a stranger, drifting further away despite Maya and Rex’s efforts to hold on. Eventually, they had to accept the painful truth: Roger was gone from their lives, even if he was still alive.

Months of tears, bad rom-coms, and too much ice cream helped Maya and Rex navigate the heartbreak. They healed, slowly but surely, finding their way back to a sense of normalcy. But just when Maya thought the worst was behind her, a single photo resurfaces—a snapshot of a milestone moment in Roger’s life. The sight of it shakes her to the core, forcing her to confront the reality that grief is anything but linear.

What’s in the photo? Why does it hold so much power? And how will Maya cope with the fresh wave of sorrow it brings crashing down on her?

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[uwudonoodle]

Not me begging my husband to read the next two pages to tell me they're okay.

Writers suffer from tinker bell brain they need constant applause or they start believing everything they’ve written is horseshit

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

historical drama/sitcom where two gay best friends (woman and man) get lavender married--and proceed to spend the Fancy European Honeymoon their parents paid for acting as each other's wingman

[shitpostingkats]

Oh english is absolutely not his first language.

[heygangitstheo]

new episode of game changer is my favourite ever

anyway. insert sam reich cockshame meme here

[serenaoffaerun]

*sobs* WAAAAAAAHAHAHA..... *sniffle* 😭😭😭💜💜

Late Night Thoughts wt. Lenore

(Thank you, @senualothbrok , for this wonderful brainstorm, as well as the litany of others you gave to me 🤭)

♡

It must have been evident I'm your features; the tick of your brow, the clench in your jaw, the way your breath held for far too long before you reminded your lungs to release it. Sitting in far too many wooden chairs had begun to take its toll, and your body was now rigid and bent into the only semi-comfortable position you could find.

You smiled at the cashier when you both walked in, not wanting to give anything away. You smiled at the waitress when she seated you and handed you and Gale each a menu. You smiled at Gale when you caught him staring. But he didn't smile in return. A crease had worried into his brow, and he studied you from across the laughably small table in the cafe. You stared back at him, wondering whether you had something on your face or had perhaps said something wrong earlier. You opened your mouth to ask, but Gale found his voice first.

"You're in pain."

"I-" It startled you, how easily he saw through you. No one else did. No one else ever had — or perhaps, no one else had ever deigned to really look. You decided not to mull over the likelihood of the latter in favor of giving Gale a hesitant response. "I am. It's not bad, but sitting on hard surfaces all day long will do that to me!" You chuckled a bit. Gale didn't smile. In fact, his mouth turned even further downward at the corners. "I'll take some pain medicine after lunch, and I'll be ready to go."

Gale didn't look convinced, but he nodded and said no more. After a while, he opened back up and continued animatedly chatting with you, telling you stories about the more particular details of his adventures in Faerun - those that were left out of the popular retellings - and helped you forget about the growing ache where you sat.

But he up-ended you when the waitress asked if the meal was for there or to go. Gale spoke before you could even register the question. "To go, please."

"Gale, I thought we were eating here?"

He reached across the table, his hand resting in front of yours, fingers lightly brushing the skin of your hand. "I won't have you sitting here in pain. You'll be much more comfortable at home."

"I know, but I'm alright! I wanted to show you the city." Your heart skipped a beat when his hand came to fully lay over yours.

"You can show me the city when you're truly feeling up to it. I wouldn't enjoy it if you were suffering anyhow."

It was as though he knew you were about to protest again, so he took your hand into both of his own, the warmth of his touch shocking you into silence. "I won't take no for an answer, alright?"

His voice was soft; affectionate, yet held no room for argument, and you nodded, your cheeks heating at the depth of his care. "Besides," he continued, almost sheepishly; his eyes darting down to his napkin as a smile tugged on his lips. "I'll enjoy this meal the same, no matter the locale, if I am having it with you."

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[heohl-art]

I got carried away. Again.😫

Btw I'm still deciding which bird will best suit Aziraphale🤔

Ah! A VERY SPECIAL gift for you all right here!💖

Because everyone needs a ✨Jim✨ in their lives🥹💖 (bread ring included)

Notes: Can I just say that pidgeon fit so damn well Gabriel as a bird omg the messanger of God but also a symbol of protection in various cultures~

[dc-probate-attorney]

The Realities and Triumphs of Long-Distance Marriages

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