Ooooo which one did you get??
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(Some of their awesome products)
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God bless California
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Fucking beautiful
Radichick 🐥 Douglas
I’m sorry to all of my followers you all decided to follow a 15 year old “girl” who treats tumblr like his journal. They have a fucking journal btw she just never uses it. She complains about dumb shit and grew up on Pinterest watching tumblr happen via screenshot.
There are some VERY interesting dynamics in mixed whitewashed Native culture and I’m here to be pissy about them.
To start, I’m a mixed Sicilian/Tsalagi person. “Oh but what or who is a Tsalagi” great question! Cherokee folks.
With that in mind, let’s continue!
I think it very interesting how society treats native folks. My grandpops moved from the Rez when he was like two. He never knew his culture, because his parents didn’t want him to. They wanted him to be a tan white guy. Because that assimilation into the white culture of the 50’s and 60’s was a good choice in their eyes. So he didn’t get stories, he didn’t get tattoos, he didn’t get to go to powwows or hang around with the cousins and their dogs. He was in rural Oklahoma. So how does that relate to me?
I didn’t know I’m Native American. I didn’t know I was anything until one day my grandpops told me that his parents didn’t move him off the reservation so I could go around acting a damn fool. I didn’t know that there was people to connect with, stories to tell. I didn’t even know what Tsalagi meant. I didn’t know what the nut porridge we ate in winter was called. I’ve learned more from my school experience than my home experience on what it means to be native. I’ve learned more from the perspective of trying to be a “white” ally than anything else.
So give people grace. If grandma was a Cherokee princess, whatever. Yeah, don’t gotta listen to them. But if grandma was adopted out to a white family, leave them alone. So what if they call themselves Cherokee? So fucking what if they have no clue what the language is or what the stories are or what the food is or the culture or what the fuck a ribbon skirt is. Leave them alone. Better yet, educate them. (Not you white people, I’m talking about actual native people here) Tell them your stories! Tell them the traditions! Show them the food and the regalia and everything else they missed in their family’s choice to assimilate. Show them our culture.
There will be a part two to this about Sicilian culture and how it translates to being American where you aren’t dirty or “colored” (direct translated quote) you’re just fucking white and get over yourself (that’s the view on Sicilians not the view I hold as a Sicilian)
This is still my favorite legacy post off this hellfire ass app
bucky has a disability??
he doesn’t have an arm.
“But ur autistic that’s so fun and silly” bro I act permanently 5 years old whenever I’m mildly interested in something. Do you understand how damaging that was to young me? I’m physically incapable of masking, do you understand how dangerous that is? Do you understand how close I was to being institutionalized? Autistic people are still being demonized. I talk to little kids like I’m a little kid sometimes, do you know how many times that’s made me be called a pedophile? I’m 15 years old. I’m 15 and being treated like a 30 year old man who likes kids. I don’t like kids, (like that) I simply am a kid. I’m autistic, I’m not crying in the corner because I’m on drugs, I haven’t eaten in two days because I have no safe foods and I dropped 5 pounds and the music is too loud so I froze here in the back of a target.
6 inches sounds like body horror good god
"6 inches is too small" none of you have had sex ever like you are literally insane if you say that
“i decided when i heard his voice” was actually one of the most insane things will graham has ever said imo and the implications are actually devastating to my mental state. he called hannibal, and the very second he heard his voice he decided that that was enough for him to not go through with his betrayal. just a simple “hello” made up his mind. a simple “hello” told him he didn’t have the heart to hurt him anymore.
Ngl this man is why I realized I’m actually bi 😔😔
oh my god he’s actually beautiful wtf
I need help finding a fic! It was bob x reader, less than 5k I think maybe 1-3k, miscommunication trope and reader thinks he’s pulled away but he doesn’t actually? Him and Yelena cuddle and reader starts crying I think that’s as far as I got.
Media starved daredevil fan, Shane and Ryan enthusiast, otherkin, and occasional ff writer! I also sometimes talk abt racism and American culture being weird :3
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