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In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.

P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3

EDIT: Well this got a lot of attention! I got a few users asking to print or repost my art and I am unimaginably grateful to everyone's interest, especially since it's a really simple drawing I made on a whim haha! Anyone who is looking to print these out to hang or hand out or repost on another platform is free to do so, although I ask you to credit me and let people know it's from my Tumblr profile! If anyone wishes to do anything else with my art or post and wants to clarify what I consent to then they can message me privately and I'll explain! <333 all my love to my queer siblings

EDIT: I made an LGBTQIA+ version with a focus on trans and intersex folks, it's on my pinned if you prefer this version of the acronym.

A character can be sympathetic while still being 100% wrong; this is the entire premise of many unreliable narrators.

what i dont exactly get abt antis is that most of them dont even know the real meaning of proship. proship is anti harassment over ships, not shipping siblingxsibling or minorxadult like a lot of antis say it is. they say that a darkship is a "proship" but 'proships' dont exist. proshipping isnt shipping something, its not harrassing over ships. you cant proship something, that doesnt make sense.

Peter climbs in through the window at 4am, being as quiet as possible so as to not wake Steve up. He quietly steps out of his suit and changes into his pyjamas and tiptoes across the bedroom to climb into bed, when his heart almost leaps out of his chest. He hadn’t realised Steve had been sitting on the edge of the bed in the darkness. Peter’s heart races as he turns on the lamp and speaks breathlessly, his voice high.

“Hey! What- uh, why are you just sitting there? It’s 4am!”

Steve glances up at Peter, and Peter can see how tired and worried the man looks. When Steve speaks, it’s in a low whisper.

“I couldn’t sleep,” he says. “I was worried.”

“About me?”

“Who else?”

Peter feels warmth in his chest at Steve’s words. He kneels in the floor between Steve’s legs and takes his hands gently.

“Hey, listen, I’m fine okay? I do this all the time.”

Steve lets out a nervous laugh, looking down into Peter’s eyes with love and worry. “I know you can take care of yourself. I know you’re out doing good, protecting people, being Spider-Man. I get that. But I still can’t help worrying about you.”

“What is it that you worry about?” Peter asks softly. The way Steve is looking at him is making his heart melt. He’s never been looked at this way in his life.

“You’re just a baby…” Steve whispers, holding Peter’s hands tightly as if to never let go ever again,

Peter lets out a soft laugh. “I’m 18.”

“You’re my baby,” Steve murmurs. “If anything happened to you-”

“Nothing’s going to happen to me, I promise. I swear I’m always careful. If I got into any real danger I’d run and get backup. Don’t you trust me?”

“Of course I trust you. I love and trust you more than anything and the fear of losing you is driving me crazy, Peter.“

“What would you have me do differently? I- I don’t want you to ever have to worry. Let me know what I can do.”

Steve pulls Peter up to a standing positing and then pulls him closer so Peter’s sitting on his lap. Peter smiles and wraps his arms around Steve’s neck, leaning his forehead against Steve’s.

“I want to keep you here with me in this bed forever and never let you leave,” Steve says quietly, closing his eyes. “Would you like that?”

Peter smiles. “I would. But-”

“-But you’re a superhero. The most adorable superhero I’ve ever met, by the way,” Steve lightly kisses Peter’s cheek. Peter giggles softly holds onto Steve tighter.

“But you have a duty. And who am I to stop you?” Steve continues.

“I also have a duty as your boyfriend to not keep you up all night worrying about me,” Peter says. “I don’t have to patrol at night. One of the best things about being Spider-Man is that I can pick and choose when I work.”

“I can’t ask you to-”

“I’m offering. In fact, it’s non-negotiable. No more night patrols unless I know something is going to happen. I won’t make you stress, okay? Don’t want your age to catch up to you,” Peter says, giving Steve a playful smile.

Steve laughs and nods. “Yeah, we wouldn’t want that.”

“So it’s settled,” Peter says.

“I love you,” Steve murmurs, leaning in closer.

“I love you too-”, Peter is cut off when Steve closes the gap between them, kissing Peter softly and tenderly. Peter lets out a content sigh and kisses back, feeling his heart race in his chest. Everything feels so perfect, and Peter knows in this moment that he never ever wants to cause Steve to worry about him again.

I love the fix-its. I love the AUs. I love the missing moments. I love the canon compliants. I love the canon divergents. I love the drabbles. I love the song-fics. I love the crack fics. I love the smut fics. I love the crossovers.

Tony 110% shows Peter this after spending a total of 20 minutes at a Gala