i was literally shaking with rage all day

Tumblr I am posting this to help restore humanity in the world. Be warned I’m going to swear a shit load in this post!

So I saw this on Twitter around 15 minutes ago and I am truly fucking outraged. More people have decided to favourite a raging mass murdering psychopath than an innocent transgender woman being immensely brave to stand up to society and live her life how she wants/needs to. How the fuck are there still people like this in 2015!!!!!! I’m literally shaking with anger typing this!
Being transgender myself I understand the shit we go through day in day out just to live our own fucking lives! How do we affect your perfect cis lives so much you feel the need to make pathetic posts like that! I’m literally losing all faith in humanity. I have reported the account as I cannot sit back and watch shit like this happen. We are supposed to be getting better with issues such as this not going backwards to the fucking Roman Empire !!! So I’m making a post myself.

Please like/repost this if you support transgender people… No I’m changing that. Please repost this if you support any human being that deserves it! We are all human and no one deserves to be treated like this!


REQUEST: a fan hacks yns phone and posts her nudes online and dan reacts in a video


You’re woken by the sound of your phone buzzing on the bedside table. Squinting at the bright screen, you make out your boyfriend’s name on the caller ID and the time- 2:13 am. “Dan?” you ask gruffly when you answer the phone. “What is it?

“Have you checked my tumblr tag recently?” he asks, sounding a bit panicked.

You wake up a bit more at the sound of his tone and sit up. “No, I’ve been asleep. Why?”

“You know those pictures you sent me while I was away for Playlist Live?”

Your money flashed back to the photos of you in lingerie and in the nude. You had sent them to Dan to help keep the spark alive while he was thousands of miles away. “Yeah…” you say, a lump forming in your throat.

“Someone hacked your phone. Because you’re my girlfriend they’re getting posted in my tag. I’m so sorry, y/n.”

You try to process the information, but you’re paralyzed. You try to think of something to say but it’s like you’re suffocating from the pressure of the shock, the horror, and the embarrassment thats crushing you.

“Y/n? Are you there?” Dan’s voice rips through your thoughts. “Alright, I have to do something quick, but I will be over there as soon as I can.”

The next few hours are agonizing. You grab your computer and pull up Dan’s tag on tumblr. Sure enough, all of the photos you had taken just for Dan- for his eyes only- were now strewn about on the internet for all the world to see. The mortification takes complete control of your body as your hands begin to shake and tears stream out of your eyes. You sit there like that, unmoving, until you hear the front door open and close.

“Y/n?” you hear Dan call, his keys jingling as he sets them down on your counter.

“In the bedroom,” you choke out, your voice hoarse from crying.

He turns on the light as he rushes in. His face is pale and full of worry as he looks at you. “I’m so sorry, baby,” he says, his voice strained. “This is all my fault. If I hadn’t told my fans about our relationship this never would have happened. It was one of them that did this.” He sits down next to you on the bed and takes you in his arms as he speaks. As much as you want to tell him he’s not responsible for the actions of some invasive creep, all you can manage to do is break down again, sobbing into his shoulder and soaking the fabric of his t-shirt. He holds you, rubbing your back and resting his cheek against the top of your head.

After awhile he kisses your head and pulls away from you, reaching for your computer. “I have something I need to show you.” He goes to Youtube, clicks on his channel, and plays the top video, titled ‘Privacy.’ You’re briefly confused as you know that that video wasn’t there when you checked his channel before bed that night.

Unlike his other videos, this video starts with Dan looking exhausted and pained. “So we need to talk,” he states, skipping his usual introduction. “Someone hacked my girlfriend’s phone, which is not in any way okay. Even worse, they stole some of her pictures that were only meant for me to see,” he pauses, taking a deep breath. “It’s honestly hard for me to talk about this because I am so fucking angry. I’m literally getting rage shakes right now,” he holds up a shaking hand as evidence. “Those photos were never meant to see the light of day. We’re in a loving, healthy, serious relationship and there is absolutely nothing wrong with sending photos to someone you trust. There’s no excuse for these being stolen and posted online. It’s an incredible invasion of privacy- of both her’s and our relationship’s. Just because I’m a youtuber and I share some aspects of my life with you doesn’t mean you have the right to everything. In fact, as you all know, I prefer to keep a lot of things about my personal life private, to try to protect the people I love and prevent anything like this from happening. It’s so unfair to y/n that just because of what I do for a living this horrible thing happened to her.” He takes another deep breath and wipes away a tear. He then looks directly at the camera and sets his jaw. “I want those pictures gone. She doesn’t deserve this. No one deserves this. I want those picture out of my tag and off the internet.”

The video ends and you wipe at the tears staining your cheeks. “Thank you,” you say meekly, leaning into his chest.

He reaches up to stroke your hair. “Anything for you love.”

Too exhausted to do anything else, you drift to sleep on his chest, soothed by his presence and lulled by the gentle stroking of your hair.