i dont post you enough

reblog this if you’re okay with your mutuals/followers tagging you in their posts/things they think you would enjoy and put what tag(s) you track as well as any specific things you’d like to be tagged in in the tags of this post

Before someone asks: No, I’m never going to stop doing these stupid text post things

psa: just because you can’t afford merch doesn’t mean you aren’t a “good” or “real” fan 

To all my trans followers

I love you all, and I know dysphoria is shit and all that.
To all my chubby or feminine transmen: you are all the manliest bunch ever. I love you all. Most men don’t have sixpacks or log like bodies. You’re all handsome af
To all my stocky built transwomen: you all are beautiful and amazing. A lot of gorgeous woman have stocky or rock like builds and they’re all amazing!
To all my nonbinary followers and everything else: you’re amazing and stunning.
I love you all so much. The dysphoria will pass!!

anonymous asked:

I love your head canons. They give me life in this desperate time between books. I've seen lots of yr Lynch family hcs and it made me wonder: did Niall ever sit the boys down for "the talk"?? Did he ever suspect that Ronan was gay?? Or did Declan ever try to assert himself as big bro and buy Ronan condoms or something?? I need to know!

mmmmmmmmthank you omgggggg 

  • OKAY i feel like niall MOST LIKELY was not around enough to give the boys the talk (or to know that ronan was gay)
  • and he’s an irish catholic male so the likely-hood that he would willingly go into the subject with his  sons is unlikely, i picture more of a slap on the back, gruff ‘haha dont get her pregnant’ kind of thing 
  • aurora however
  • she sat them down and was like, ‘listen here, you will respect whomever the lovely girl is that you decide to give your gift to and-’ ‘OH MY GOD MOM’ ‘declan lynch you will sit down and listen or i will show every girl you ever bring to this house your naked baby photos’
  • and i bet she left condoms under their pillows with little notes that said shit like ‘dont be silly, protect your willie’ and ‘cover your stump before you hump’
  • aurora eventually realizes that ronan is gay, maybe from the way he doesnt join in when declan oggles at girls on television, or the magazines she finds with pages dog eared over men under his bed
  • she doesnt try and force him to talk about it, mostly because i think she realizes he’s not even sure he knows fully yet, has accepted it fully yet
  • but she hugs him real tight and says whenever she can ‘i’ll always love you, no matter what, you know that right? there is nothing you could ever do to make me stop loving you.’ and he’s like ‘sheesh mom chill’
  • but she just smiles 
  • declan probably does try and talk about girls with ronan and he buys ronan condoms as a kind of joke birthday gift at one point
  • but ronan just shrugs him off and makes it clear he isnt interested in talking to him about that kind of stuff
  • because first off, ronan hates declans casual promiscuity and the way he treats most girls, and second, it scares him that he doesn’t see girls the same way that declan does
  • flash foward though AURORA MUST HAVE JUST DIED WHEN SHE MET ADAM
  • when ronan and adam are in cabeswater together one day visting her she is just beaming because she worried so much about ronan not accepting himself or that he would never find someone but adam is just so perfect and the way ronan looks at him makes her so. incredibly. happy.

the lynch’s will be the death of me i stg

On Holiday

Hello, admin here. I hope everyone is doing well! I’d just like to announce that I’m going to be away for the next 2 weeks to visit my friend abroad. I’m not going to bring my computer and I’m not even sure I’ll have internet access, so this blog will be on hiatus until I get back. I will keep the ask box open though (but if you spam it, I will get angry). In the meantime, take care!

there was a thing on abt how theyre adding an autistic kid to sesame street and they were talking abt like flapping hands and my mom gives me this Look like its ridiculous or smth (i do flap but not in front of her lmao) and then theyre like sometimes autistic kids bounce! and i give my mom a Look right back bc she Hates when i bounce and always stops me :/

every day i thank the cosmos for the fact that symmetra exists because honestly she is the only character in widespread media that i can name who is not only autistic but also slammin hot

Anakin: *sees Kylo Ren has betrayed his family and turned to the dark side*

Anakin:

Originally posted by drwonky

on a Sunday morning (1:42 am
when I tend to be the most concerned
with the white scars below my jaw
and along my forearms)
I saw myself truly
in much more gentle tones,
when the curvature of my hips
where love likes to sit
touched the sides of my bathtub.

In a moment of vulnerability,
I became a silhouette of something abstract.
I wasn’t too much, too big, too wide,
too out of my element. 
I was the element. 
Van Gogh’s muse.
I laid on a blank canvas and
made art with my curves.
I was spirals circling down a
flat porcelain surface.

I understood then
naked before my fears
in tune with the foggy air
and old notions being shaken.
Every move was like my first
lighter, shocking, more meaningful.
Like a newborn just out of the womb.
Like heaven finally revealed.

The hills from my ankles,
the flesh of my palms,
the separate outlines of my toes
each dip and bump amazed me.

I realized, this is me. This is my body.
This is more than what is seen.
There are stories to be told.
A life built with cement and stone
blood and bone.
Soul and body coinciding as one. 

I pressed a purple spot on my leg,
evidence of when I fell apart
and thought punching myself
would relieve the ache.

I was ashamed
but also astounded.
Every little thing was
significant to this masterpiece.

This wasn’t sensual.
This wasn’t loneliness.
This wasn’t wishing a lover
with warm lips was kissing
the beauty marks on my elbows
or the insecurities off my back.
It was awareness
that I am a shape made out of worth.
Everything has a reason
from the freckle on my thumb
and the gap in my teeth
to the structure of my nose
every single, imperfect piece. 

It was an epiphany
that I am valuable
because I am here.
This vessel is divine.
It is God-like.
It is stunningly formed
whether others agree or not.

This body breathes.
It moves wherever my desires take me.
It is loyal and it will always be
no matter how weak it gets
it can’t leave, it is here.

It is me. 5 feet and 3 inches of space
more centimeters than I like around my waist.
and the dimples on the back of my thighs
my friend once said she was glad she didn’t have.
For once, in that moment, I was proud that I did.

I am speechless, breath taken,
forever in awe
by the body I once hated
and discovering purpose within it.

I am this body
and it is melodic.
It has meaning in every part
like a chord in a song.
I am this body
and it may not always be loved
but its essence is beautiful.

This is acceptance.
Exhilarating existence.

haikyuu follow train!!

i saw this kind of thing a while back, but then it died out so i thought i would restart it again??

so basically reblog or like if you post haikyuu!! stuff! look through the likes and reblogs to find follow other haikyuu blogs as well :) 

anonymous asked:

WHAT I LIKE: your hair. Your eyes. Your make up skills. Your art. Your personality. How nice and kind you are. How beautiful you are. Your taste in music. How fun it is to give you compliments. How much you look like rose quartz. That you look literally like a goddess that just descended to earth to bless us all with her good looks. That your hair is always so pretty and colourful WHAT I DISLIKE: You dont post enough selfies:c

you’re tOO SWEET w ha aaaa a a a aa t ahhhhh bless ahh thank you so much oh my word you’re an angel bless oh gosh this is far too kind omg i’m ??? !!!! 🖤🖤🖤 htough i think it’s a good thing i don’t post selfies very often bc i’m pretty sure i annoy everyone when i do ahaha esp when i self reblog oh god ahh bless your heart 🖤
💌Go on anon and write what you like or dislike about me💌