He had a family.
He had children.
He had a wife.
He had friends.
He had fans.
He had supporters.
R.I.P. Ned Stark 🕊️💔

old enough to remember when smut was called ‘lemons’ but young enough that i had absolutely no business knowing that smut was called ‘lemons’ at the time
Reblog to save a duck
Quack quack
It’s getting to be that time of year where more people are going outside to parks and stuff so i thought it would a good idea to reblog this again
Frozen peas are awesome for ducks and a lot cheaper to buy!!
your unreliable narrator fucking bit me
thats not how they told it
One unexpected thing about being on T is the way that cis men are also jealous of you
Trans men being jealous? Especially those who aren't on T yet? Yeah fair, expected that one
I did not expect cis men to start being like "how are you 4 months on T and already have a deeper voice and more facial hair than me" lmao
But also it really just goes to show you that testosterone affects everyone differently and that 100% includes cis men as well. Chances are that if you're dysphoric about your voice, height, etc. there is also a cis man out there rn insecure about the exact same things
Make your own 💀
Cisgender men are extremely jealous of the way I travel through Boston
Great post everyone, hit the showers
I love seasonal fruits they're like girl we're back lol
happy pride month
how it feels to stop tossing and turning and get up to piss
remember in 2007 or 2008 when emo was at its peak and gay marriage wasn't legal and so we had boys in eyeliner and skirts making out with each other at the mall in protest. i think we need this again
i know the floppy haired emo boys of 2006 and 2007 are in their late 30s now and perhaps even their 40s and they have jobs in tech and middle management but PLEASE. we need you. we need you to dye your hair black and put your fucking snakebites back in and paint your nails and go to the mall and kiss each other
i dont care that you have a wife if she's cool she'll get it
a good way to inspire yourself to do more is to see yourself as the wacky sitcom B plot character in your friends lives, "wouldnt it be funny to tell the friends in my phone about it." has gotten me to do anything from going to a festival (excelent) to wild camping (it went badly) (coastguard called) to trying to get the train to stonehenge (stonehenge costs money so i ended up just getting lunch in sailsbury, it was okay.) i bought a bicycle today and 20% of my reasoning was "itd be funny to surprise my roommate by coming home with a whole bike." . life is for living. and baby i live for the bit.
friends, if I can give you one piece of advice for those of you who are new to work, or are about to enter the workforce, especially if you have any sort of office job:
Do not work on your days off.
"But--"
DO NOT WORK ON YOUR DAYS OFF.
Do not work on your breaks
Do not “answer a few emails” on your vacation
Do not work off the clock
Doing this doesn’t reward you with more money or whatever. It rewards you with more work.
certain kind of tragedy i think in still following your childhood best friends online. like once upon a time you knew me better than anyone. i thought we would be friends forever. now we are Adults and Different and even despite that I so badly wish we could still Talk like we were 13. i dont know who you are. I miss you.
girl on club dancefloor has her feet cooled by a friend pouring smirnoff ice over them (2000)
Mary Magdalene washing Christ's feet
automated text reply that just says YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY PERSON I AM LETTING DOWN
Oh yeah, I know them, we grew up together on tumblr.com
