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It's Trans Awareness Week!

💙💖⚪💖💙

(Image description: a pink square background with a trans flag and yellow starts, black text on the image reads "Celebrating Transgender Awareness Week" with smaller text above that reads "November 13th - 19th" and below that says "Trans rights are human rights.")

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Reblog this if you think polyamourous should be part of the LGBTQ+ community.

I've got a point to prove

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Reblog if you 100% okay with a transgender person correcting you if you accidentally misgender them or use their dead name.

please do

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JUST LET ME BE.

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Tilda Swinton risked arrest waving a rainbow flag in front of the Kremlin in violation of Russia’s new homosexual propaganda bill. And she wants everyone who can to reblog it in solidarity.

Guys please reblog this, it won’t ruin your blog, this is important

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Please reblog this if you believe that people under the age of 18 still need to have privacy and being a minor does not invalidate their feelings/need to have a safe space.

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may i suggest platonic keefe and fits cuddling? they’re both such fluffy mushes of boys, and sometimes they’ll just climb into fitz’s bed after a tiring day at school and just fall asleep against each other. when they wake up, fitz is bleary-eyed and happy, and keefe’s face has an imprint of fitz’s shirt on his cheek. and they both love the other very much, and they’re so happy to be able to be like this with their best friend.

they are best friends. they show platonic love. they are there for each other. and you really cannot change my mind on that.

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I’m reading Biden’s acceptance letter on his campaign page and enjoying the way he excluded cis people

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I made these in response to hate crimes in my community. They are full size and free to download and print if you’d like to use them, too.

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Reblog if Black Lives Matter to you

Where are those woke white people at!?

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straight cis people complain about lgbtq+ people shoving it in their faces all the time, but here’s the thing: we have to.

like. i’m trans. i have a trans pin on my jacket and a pretty clear HE pin as well (and I know it’s not about how easy the pin is to read: my old one was even more clear and the same stuff happened. every. day.). Yet, every time I go somewhere, I’m called a girl. People use she/her for me. They refer to a group with me in it as “ladies.” Even though I’ve clearly shown what pronouns to use. 

I introduce myself as James and people call me Jane or comment on how ‘that’s an unusual name’ (with the extremely obvious for a girl going unspoken most of the time), and continue to use she/her for me. Sometimes, they ask me how to spell it (they ask me how to spell James.) because they can’t believe a ‘girl’ would have that name.

If I want somebody to stop misgendering me, I have to say out loud that I’m trans, use he/him pronouns for me. I have to remind them every day, every time they misgender me, until they stop. And they never do stop completely. Even if they met me after I came out and have therefore always known me as a guy.

If you want us to stop ‘shoving it in your face’ maybe pay attention to our signals first.

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to the person who made the post asking for someone to draw tam receiving love from his unofficial dad (aka tiergan)

please tell me if it was you/if you know who it was :)

not me projecting my style on tam

tag list: @rainbowtay-11 @keefes-hairgel @enbies-and-felonies @dragonwinnie-kotlc @imaramennoodle @cadence-talle <33 (tell me if u wanna be removed/added)

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I got 0 too--

How well do you see color?

I’m cry I scored 60, I feel blind

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@keeptober Day 27 & 30: Plant & Food

Just Sophie sharing some starkflower stew with Calla under Calla’s tree. And also because I like to make myself cry (இ﹏இ`｡)

Tag list aka the lovely people that I annoy frequently (let me know if you want to be added or removed 💕): @tribblemakingalicorn @rainbowtay-11 @theofficialkai517 @confuzzlinh @keeper-of-the-lost-queers @callas-starkflower-stew @ultralazycreatorfan @make-kotlc-gayer @imaramennoodle @enbies-and-felonies @fabulous-fan-fables @lemontarto @magnateleto @ruewen-and-rising @keefes-hairgel @b-blurryyfacee @moonlark-mysteries

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Too Late

I did this is like an hour a few months ago and I realize I should probably post it instead of letting it sit gathering dust but anyway--

Trigger warnings: death, blood, and it get’s descriptive too

Summary kind of?: um, this is a dexiana request I got a while ago and being me, I had no clue what to do so I killed someone off

Word Count: 1.4 thousand 

Dex gazed at the beautiful mountains surrounding Rimeshire. Just beyond them was the sea, where kelpies often came. Every few months, their haunting songs would float in the air, ethereal and beautiful.

Kesler often dragged Dex out here, in the evenings where the Technopath was working on a new project nonstop. His dad would insist on going outside and they'd lay under the sky as he pointed out constellations, a human thing that both Dex and his dad loved.

Right now the night stars were twinkling, brighter than he had ever seen them be. If only this had been any other day.

This was the place where he and Biana had started dating. They'd made it official in this very spot. That day, Dex recalled, was a blur of laughs and kisses and an indescribable emotion that Dex could still feel.

This was the place it had begun.

But today, it would end.

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"You're not her." The voice was sweet and high like it belonged to a cliche pretty princess or a kindly old grandmother. But it was laced with poison, as deadly as the person it belonged to.

Dex forced himself to look up at Vespera. "I came instead. You're going to kill one of us anyway." It was either him or Biana. He couldn't let her go through it again. So he'd hid the note meant for her. She would hate him for it, but it was worth it.

"Oh, so we're doing that heroic sacrifice thing again? The brave prince rescuing the damsel in distress?"

Dex choked out a laugh, dark and humorless and so unlike the easy grins he normally gave to his siblings and Sophie and... Biana. "We both know that if anything, the roles would be switched," he said, his voice sharp.

"Yes, I suppose we do. The girl's quite strong, and feisty. I must give her credit for that," Vespera mused, rasing her head so her veil fell away and the moonlight illuminated her face. Her skin was pale, a sharp contrast to the dark makeup she wore.

Dex clenched his fists as white-hot anger, almost like bubbling lava, rose within him as he heard her speak. He allowed himself to curse under his breath. Sophie would probably look at him like he'd grown two heads if she was there. He never swore.

But Sophie wasn't here. No one was.

Plus, he was about to die, who cared?

"Get on with it already." The words were venom, spat out and dark.

Vespera sighed, looking bored. "Fine. Let's hope your little sacrifice was worth it." She reached into a pocket he didn't even know was there, and brought something out. Dex was hit with a new wave of terror as he realized something.

Dex wasn't ready.

He'd told himself he was. But when Vespera suddenly unveiled a deadly sharp throwing star, and her lips curled into a sinister smile, Dex realized that he was wrong. He wasn't ready.

He wasn't ready to die.

He wanted life, to be able to laugh with his friends and feel thrills of happiness when he made someone smile. He wanted to be able to have adventures, and make discoveries. He wanted to live out his long life, be happy.

But life rarely gives you what you want.

He had no choice. He wasn't going to be responsible for her death. If he couldn't live, he wanted Biana to.

So as Vespera sent the throwing star whizzing towards him, its blade flashing silver in the moonlight, he closed his eyes and waited for the pain.

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His scream pierced through the silence of the night.

Thankfully, he was far enough from the house that his family wouldn't be awoken from their sleep. And if they did, it would take far too long for them to arrive. When they saw this awful sight, it would be too late.

Dex couldn't believe the pain, worse than anything he'd ever felt before. It wasn't just the physical wound, it was the fact that this was truly the end. He'd done it and soon, it would be over.

Dex fell over, his arm clutching his side, as crimson bloomed on his shirt. Bright red blood was quickly gathering, dripping onto the floor, and sinking into the rich soil.

He gasped, red overtaking his vision, blinding him. A new stab of pain came, as shiny metal sliced into his arm.

He realized something, something he probably should have guessed already.

Vespera wasn't going to end this quick. She wanted him to suffer. She wanted him to truly feel the pain. She was going to let him slowly bleed to death, and would probably enjoy every moment of it.

Dex tried to breathe, gasping for air. A new wave of pain overtook him each time he took a quick gasp of breath.

It hurt. It hurt so much.

Blood was pooling on the ground, a deep shade of red. So. Much. Red.

Vespera stood over him and smiled, her pale face chilling him to the bone. Without a word, she lifted her leaping crystal and Dex realized she was going to light leap away.

No.

He gritted his teeth, trying to not scream out loud in agony, as he grabbed a throwing star that he'd taken with him, hoping to maybe take Vespera out and miraculously live.

He wasn't going to live now, but maybe he could accomplish part of his goal.

As Vespera faded away in a whirl of light and sparkles, Dex feebly managed to throw the throwing star. It nicked Vespera a little, not too deep, but the damage was done. Her concentration was ruined, and she would arrive at her destination faded and almost dead.

Dex wanted to feel triumphant, but instead, he wanted to sob.

Dex cried out in pain as another stab of agony pierced his side. Blood was flowing out of his wounds, faster than ever.

He was dying.

Making up his mind, he grasped for his Imparter. He had a few minutes left, and he was going to make them worth it. Wiping away the bright red stains from its shiny surface, only succeeding in smudging it more, he hailed Biana.

Cheery music came from the Imparter, as it waited for Biana to pick up. Dex wanted to laugh at the irony of hearing a happy song in the situation, but he could barely breathe, much less laugh.

After almost a minute, a lot of time considering Dex would die in the next few minutes, if not seconds, Biana picked up. She looked at Dex, his shirt covered in blood, his face smudged with blood, hair sprinkled with drops of blood, just blood everywhere.

Dex had never liked blood.

"Dex?!" Her teal eyes grew wide as she took in his experience. The clip she was holding clattered to the floor. Panic flashed in her wide teal eyes and she blicked, trying to comprehend what she was seeing.

"Biana..." he gasped out. He tried to think of what to say but he couldn't. Couldn't think. It was a blur again, confusion and fear and pain. "I need to tell you something... I love you." He had to say that at least.

She gave a small gasp and stood up. "Dex, you know I love you. But... what's happening? You're covered in blood an--"

He interrupted her, struggling to talk. "Tell... tell my family I love them... Even the triplets." He allowed himself to smile inwardly, remembering his rambunctious siblings and amazing parents. He was lucky to have a family like that. A new wave of pain overtook him and he almost threw up feeling the sticky blood on him.

Biana's eyes were wide open, her breathing fast as she ran, messy, chocolate-colored hair bouncing against her shoulders in a desperate attempt to get to him. But they both knew it was too late.

"Tell our friends, Fitz, Sophie, Marella, Tam, Linh, Wylie, all of them." He started to wheeze but continued talking, determined to say this through the agony. "I love them too... and... they're all the best friends I could ask for. And... tell Sophie she's still...still my best friend. No matter what." He coughed a little, blood coming out of his mouth, making him want to throw up again.

Biana nodded, silent tears streaking down her deathly pale face as she realized this was the end. Her eyes glimmered with sadness, but she looked straight into Dex's already closing eyes. The light was fading out of them quickly, but they were still the familiar periwinkle shade she knew.

"And remember, I love you... So please, remember me, but move on." He wasn't sure if that was good advice, but he could barely breathe now. He felt himself fading away, and the stabbing pain lessened. He closed his eyes and whispered his last words.

"I love you."

A second after his eyes closed for the last time, Biana whispered back, "I love you."

But it was too late.

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search up loser.com PLEASE Its so funny

im already on tumblr