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reblog to teleport your mutuals to a massive party when jkr dies
I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.
I want one of those scenes in a dude bro film where “tomboy” chick has to wear a dress to go undercover or whatever, but instead of the guys drooling as she walks down the stairs, they’re like “k. U need to stop. Go put the cargo pants back on. You look super uncomfortable and awkward in that. Brutus, you go be the fake prostitute.”
“neopronouns are weird” every time i wake up there’s a 75% chance that everyone’s vocabulary has changed overnight. brother what is a gyatt
When ur mutuals w/ some cool ass people rb if u agree
I had no idea what to say lol
Was trying to flirt with @mike-wheeler-is-gay , I think I did pretty well
(it's ok because I'm gay lol)
We also have charades
At a friend's house for the weekend, trying to find someone to do. Sadly we can't find Cards against humanity so.....
I just watched The Good Place season 3 finale. Somebody shoot me.
Ow.
traitor - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 248
“I…I don’t understand,” James whispered, tears falling softly from his cheeks.
“I know,” Regulus murmured, looking down, his stomach like lead.
James blinked, his hand reaching forward, slowly circling around Regulus’s bare arm.
Well- not bare. Bare would mean clean. Unblemished. His arm was Marked and scarred with deep black lines and ink.
A thumb brushed softly over the newly-branded skull and snake on Regulus’s pale skin.
“It’s…it’s a joke. You’re joking, right, Reg? Trying…trying to make me mad?”
The frenzied, desperate hope in James’s voice made the tears fall from Regulus’s eyes, too, and it was all he could do to pull his arm away and turn his back.
“No, James. No.”
“Why, Reg?” James’s voice broke at that, so raw and vulnerable that Regulus almost fell to the floor with the weight of his choice. But he couldn’t go back now.
“I…I’ve always told you. This is who I am. I’m…They…I had to,” Regulus whispered, his back still turned, his hands shaking. The half-truths ate at him just as much as James’s ruined expression. “I…I made my choice.”
‘We’ll find Sirius and Potter,’ Walburga had threatened. ‘It’s you or them.’
“You didn’t have to do anything,” James responded. But his voice was angry, now.
Then help me, Regulus wanted to yell. Do something.
But as he whipped around to look at James, all he saw was devastation and fury.
“Traitor,” James spat, before exiting the room.
And Regulus fell to the floor, sobs tearing through him.