m is for mom

anonymous asked:

WAIT I'M SORRY I JUST READ YOUR THING YOU GO BY HE/HIM I'M SO SORRY IF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE BEING MY TUMBLR MOM UGH I HATE MYSELF

no that’s ok!!! DW ABOUT IT I WILL BE YOUR TUMBLR MOM MY CHILD

Called my mom because I’m having a lot of stress in school, she asks the dreaded “why” and I tell her, I don’t know, maybe it’s because I’m depressed and have depression and failing literally everything, she immediately jumps to “are you safe or do you need me to drive you to the hospital” and like…. even tho my entire mood this week has been “kinda wanna die” that just feels like an overreaction

I’m fine I’m fine but I’m not fine. I need help but I don’t need people worrying over me

anonymous asked:

What are your thoughts on Hairspray? (The musical, not the source movie)

I’m answering as a white person who thought they were a girl when it came out, and who is transmisogyny exempt.  There are certainly some racist and transmisogynistic aspects to the particular productions. 

There’s the white savior trope, and a clear separation of the “good whites” from the “bad whites”, which is not a useful thing.  All white people benefit from white supremacy.

They really should get a trans woman to play Tracy’s mom. I’m not versed enough in drag culture from the 80s to critically analyze Divine’s performance in the source movie, but by the time 2002 came around (I’m not sure if you’re talking about the broadway musical or the film of the musical?) we should have had a fat trans woman in that role.  Certainly not John Travolta in a dress.  It makes me pretty uncomfortable these days, as I’ve learned more about transmisogyny. 

That said, as a young fat white person who thought they were a woman, the musical was one of my favorites. It felt empowering. I had the soundtrack and loved it. I can’t even imagine this experience applying to anyone but white and femme people though. And only cis women, as long as they keep casting cis men in the role of Tracy’s mom. 

-Mod Siarl

anonymous asked:

YESS👏🏼👏🏽👏🏾👏🏿SLAYYYYY I'm actually about half Asian myself, my mom being Chinese. I'm not Japanese but I am offended by how they whitewashed death note.🙃 there have been other live action versions and the actors were Asian! But no! Let's get white people! They play every character in every show!!!! I'm just happy to see someone agrees with me !!!:)

I’m happy to say that opinions on whitewashed Death Note aren’t evenly split. Way more than half of the people who saw Turner reacted negatively. It’s safe to say that garbage is gonna flop. It should be a basic rule for a country as culturally diverse as the USA to respect ethnicity.

Death Note is not devoid of white people, but Light Yagami is: Japanese and perfect in every aspect (handsome, intelligent, not Kira from any angle). They casted a mediocre white boy who looks like an angry extra from Teen Wolf.

JUGHEAD JONES X READER - |UNDERWEAR, TREE HOUSE AND BIRTHDAY |

AN: I have one more Juggie smut left! its gonna be up soon I promise you. 
I hope you didn’t know that side of Jughead Jones ;) 

AND WE ALL SHOULD CELEBRATE BC ITS MY 19TH BIRTHDAY AYEE! 
MOM I’M LEGAL! 


It was midnight . The night was young and so were people who went further into the woods. The endless night sky was filled with lost stars. She was gazing up at them as he carried her. The tall tress surrounded them. The leaves hushed a soft melody into the wind. The cold breeze kissed their hair and the nightingales seemed to sing a sweet lovely music. The forest was iindeed a place for love and he brought her there to define her wat was love to him.

From afar, she saw a tall tree and high above a house sat. It was a tree house. A staircase was waiting at the foot of the tree which would lead all the way to the house. 

With herself in his arms, he walked up the stairs and all the way up to the top. The house house was beautiful. He brought her down on her feet and she gasped at the sight of the viev revealed before her.

Everything was seen from there. The trees clouded near and afar but beyond the horizon was the Blossom mansion and from there she could see the party that was still going on. She couldn’t hear the music but it was comfortably silent where she was. 

Jughead was right. It did feel like home for her. 

“Its beautiful” She muttered under her breath, still mesmerized. 

Jughead looked at her “Yes” He replied. “Very beautuful” 

Then she felt it. Tingles were crawling under her skin as she felt his lips kissing her neck. He stood behind her, his hands brushing against her bare arms. 

Almost instantly, she gave his lips an open access and her back melted against his chest. He kissed down the crook of her neck, leaving a trail of sweet wetnes in his wake. 

“Jughead” She moaned. 

Growling. he turned her around and ravaged her lips, savoring her taste. In one swift movement, he lifted her off the ground and she wrapped her legs around his hips, clinging to him like a kitten. 

He swallowed her soft moans and walked into the room. He knelt in front of the bed which she didn’t notice before and sat down on the surface.

He kept kissing her, showing her how good he was with his sinful lips. His hand was on the back of her head unraveled the knot of her hair and it rolled down her back in curly waves. He gripped her hair in his hand and tipped her head back as he kissed down her throat. 

Pulling back, he raised the hem of her dress upward and gently pulled it over her head, leaving her naked. He growled lowly, eyes darkening. Her breast apilled out as of an offering to him. 

He lowered his head and sucked on a pink nipple swirling her tongue around the peak, making her lose her mind. His other hand fondled her other breast  and her fingers come running through his hair and down his shoulders/ 

He sucked on each- giving a fair pleasure to her heaving chest. After this, he pulled away from her for a mere moment, throwing off his clothes, and stood there naked in front of her. He was so beautiful, she crawled backwards in the bed as he crawled towards her. 

Hovering above her “You’re not wearing any underwear” He whispered huskily into her ear. 

She didn’t say anything. He put his weight on his arms and descended his lips on the crook of her neck “Were you expecting me to punish you for not wearing an underwear, love?” He asked. 

“N-No” 

“Then why? Tell me my love” he demanded, darting his tongue out and sucking on the sweet spot he had found on her neck. 

She trembled under his touch and moaned his name out loud. Fondling her breast, he pulled back slightly and looked at her closed eyes. 

“Tell me” 

“I… I didn’t have anymore left” She admited blushing furiously, 

He grinned evily and lifted her legs over her arms. Opening her legs wide, he lowered his lips on her pussy and made her scream out his name in pleasure.
She arched her back and gripped the sheets in her hands. 

“Jugg-Oh,God” 

He drove her cracy - insane. His tongue lapped up her juices and thrust in and out of her making her world quiver and shatter. Soon she was fallig part and he watched her intently. He licked after every last bit of release and hovered over above her. 

“You’re so fucking beautful” He growled, leaning down to kiss her deeply. 
His erection brushed against her core and it send tingles all the way to her toes,. She moaned and arched her back pressing her chest against him. 

“I’m going to take you now baby” He warned stroking her cheek. “I’m gonna make you mine” 

She nodded.

Gently, he thrust his lenght into her. She was too tight and that left him going still. He gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw tightly. He waited for her to adjust until he felt her legs tightening around him and her fingernails teaing on his back silently asking for more. 

He pulled out abd thrust into her again. Slowly. Gently. He latched his lips on hers and swallowed her moans as he kept gently thrusting into her tight core. 

“Tight” He grunted, pulling back slightly and looking at her face “Fuck, love” He cursed “You like that?” 

She moaned her response, fingernails cluthing on his back. 

He thrusts went faster. Harder.Deeper. He growled lowly and buried his face at the crook of her neck. He licked her sweet spot and grazed his teeth against the love bite he painted upon her skin. 

Just then, he felt her walls tightening around him. She was coming. With one last deep thrust, she come undone and he felt apart after her. He held her tight and she milked him. 

“There you go” He murmured in her neck “Breathe. Love” 

She took a deep breath her walls tightened tightly around him instinctively when she felt him slowly pulling out. 

“Fuck” She cursed silently. He pulled out of her and cupped her face. 
“Baby did I hurt you?” 

She smiled lazily as if feeling sleepy “No” she whispered “I’m fine” 

“Good” 

She frowned then blushed once she saw the evil smirk playing on his sinful lips and the way his eyes flashed something darker- something sinful. 

He chuckled lowly when she saw the horror in her face. “Don’t worry babe” He assured “There will be next time” 

She relaxed. He laid down beside her and pulled her against his side, pulling the sheets over their naked bodies. She snuggled into his arms and sighed dreamly. 

He kissed the top of her head. “ I love you baby” 
She looked up at him “I love you, too” she murmured and kissed him softly on the lips. 

Suddenly, he pulled away from her and stood up. She watched in utter confusion as he went towards the dark corner of the room. His naked body shone under he moonlight and she flushed slightly seeing her claw marks visible on his back. 

When he came back, she sat up and the sheets fell on her waist revealing her breasts . He sat on the bed and placed a box in front of her. 

It was a gift. 

She covered her mouth with her hands and looked at him almost bursting in tears. She didn’t think that she could love this man more thank she already did. She raised on her knees and threw her arms around his neck. 

“Thank you so much” 

“Happy birthday love” 

Almost immediatly, she pulled away from him and excitedly untied the ribbon that sealed the gift. Once the gift. Once the box was opened, she looked inside it and gasped. She looked at him and reddened. 

“Brand new panties?” 


anonymous asked:

Why does your mom get angry at you for asking that? That sucks, I'm sorry

My mom has “come to terms” with me being trans and loves me after not accepting me for 4 years of my life. However she doesn’t really like t and if it stops at some point she’s like “good you don’t need to be worried with that nonsense.” She doesn’t understand the importance of it and how it has significantly changed my life and made me a happier individual. I’ve sacrificed so much for it and just can’t stop again

Friends

Just broke it to my mom that I’m not friends with all these people that I once was because my idea of friendship has changed dramatically since the last time we spoke about these things.

Also means I’ve basically cancelled my own graduation party. 

I can’t be around people I won’t even get a beer with, just because we got drunk at a few parties at 19 and I still hug you when I see you on campus. 

anonymous asked:

I met this guy two years ago and I've been in love with him the entire time. I mustered up the courage to tell him how I felt because everyone was telling me to. And he told me that he cared about me but he didn't love me. He's literally everything I have ever wanted. And the reason he doesn't love me or want me is because I'm a mom. He doesn't want kids and I have a 3 year old daughter. And I'm not angry with him for it. I'm just hurt by it. I don't know how to let go....

You should be angry with him. If that’s the only reason why he doesn’t want you then he never deserved you. You deserve someone better, someone who won’t run away because you have a daughter. Children are amazing. They bring happiness in your life. Try to focus on other things in life, don’t waste your time thinking about him.

anonymous asked:

I'm homeschooled and my mom works at the library. I pretty much only go out once a week for a teen program. Today, I wanna wear something that I think is really cute, but I'm not because there's this boy that I'm afraid will make fun of me. He's really mean. It doesn't help that I just bleached my hair. So instead, I'm wearing regular clothing with a hat. I hate being so self conscious and insecure.

wear what you think is cute, and if the guy is mean to you, either tell someone of authority that he’s being a dick, or tell him to go choke on a chode

well, I’m off to help my sister put my mom in a psych/dementia ward tomorrow. It’s for the best, but that doesn’t make it any easier. Hubs is out-of-town but he’s been great via long distance. I got one of those emergency first class flexible tickets, so at least the flights won’t be that bad. Funny, but it was cheaper to rent an SUV than a tiny economy car. And, yeah, I thinking about everything else than my mom’s condition. 

Originally posted by transparentsaf