your condom breaks
you feel a lump on your breast
your friends are ignoring you
you’re stranded on an island
you got rejected by a crush
you get into a car accident
you got stung by a bee/wasp
you got fired from your job
you’re in an earthquake
your tattoo gets infected
your house is on fire
you’re lost in the woods
you get arrested abroad
you get robbed
your partner cheated on you
you’re on a ship that’s sinking
you fall into ice
you’re stuck in an elevator
you hit a deer with your car
you have food poisoning
your pet passed away
you fall off of a horse
you or your friend has alcohol poisoning
you have toxic shock syndrome
your house has a gas leak
the people that were posting their kiddie kink fantasies in the biid tags came up with a “code” for each other:
^ if you see that, either in text or as a drawing, block and report. child predators and ableists are not and will never be welcome here
I hope to the gods there's a video of that somewhere
new hc
omg I wish we had this in the uk, I feel like I'd understand things so much better
reblog to give the person you rb’d this from a hot chocolate with whipped cream and marshmallows
okay i’m awake time to write for my silly little phone spiders
i love hearing about queer joy. i want to hear about your first crush, the time you tried a new haircut or wore different clothes and it just felt right, the bundle of nerves when you asked someone out and the butterflies you got when they said yes, the euphoria you felt when you started going by a new name and new pronouns, the time you stared at the sky for hours with the person you were told you could never love. i want to hear it all. our stories tie us together, and they make me feel less alone in this world. i love you queer joy ♡
Happy disability pride month to everyone who feels like they shouldn’t be in public. To the people who get stared at, the people who startle others, the people who get treated like a monster or some sort of freak. The people whose disabilities are big and loud and obvious. The people who feel like they are an inconvenience, that they take up too much space, that their existence is too much or something to be censored, the people who feel like they have to warn others and the people who avoid others altogether. You’re not alone. You’re not too much. You are normal and you are loveable. You do not traumatize people or ruin their day. You deserve to exist just as you are.
Everytime this is reblogged, JK Rowling steps on a lego
fat people don’t have to be attractive either to deserve basic love and respect