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Do you ever just crave someone’s presence? like you would literally be happy just sitting next to them & it could be completely silent.
(via sempiternal-sea)

chomei:

My father recently lost his job, we lost our house and now on top of this he has been diagnosed with cancer of the lymph nodes. 

He is a professional machinist and has been working as one for over 30 years, only to then have his work stolen from him by his own mother and sister.  We’ve been scraping by since then and now that he lost his job we have absolutely nothing to live off of.

He is such a strong person and until yesterday I have never once seen him cry.  We’re absolutely devastated - he has cancer and we have no way to help him.  

He has always refused to take money from other people and he has spent his life helping people in need, and now we are the ones who need help.

My mother’s best friend has made a gofundme to try and help us pay our bills (we currently have no income whatsoever) and get him the treatment he so desperately needs.  

If you can’t donate then (please, please, please) signal boost this.  I’ll also share with him any supportive asks I receive regarding this..

I love my father so much and I am so afraid to lose him right now.

GOFUNDME

Hey everyone who follows me-

I very recently added a few BDSM blogs and a few FTM porn blogs to my dashboard. Some of the stuff featured on either can be really triggery for some peeps, so I usually post anything kink related/ftm porn related to my kinky blog, queerkinkyboy.

That being said:

Occasionally I slip up and will post things meant for that blog to my personal (mostly because I am a derp and forget to set which blog to post to). So if I do let me know, and I’ll immediately post it in the proper place.

If you happen to follow my kink blog, awesome. If not, no worries and carry on with your day.

What she says: I'm fine
What she means: The Last of Us destroyed me emotionally and I'm never going to recover from it
I need more kinky blogs to follow

queerkinkyboy:

like this post if you post any of this and i will follow!

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  • mommy/boy
  • d/s
  • mistress/boy
  • littles
  • flogging
  • bondage
  • wax play
  • cigar service
  • pet play

camo-zamboni:

camo-zamboni:

camo-zamboni:

My roommate and his girlfriend got in the shower together and they’re… Talking about politics?

I was expecting to hear “OH GOD, HARDER,” not “George Washington was entirely correct in his prediction of what distinct parties would do to politics as a whole.”

Nope nevermind, there it is, apparently political debate is just their form of foreplay

STOP REBLOGGING THIS HE HAS A TUMBLR

tiny012:

prismatic-bell:

tiny012:

secret-tunnel-of-magical-girls:

prettysenshiconfessions:


I really hope SMC change the fact that Serenity commited suicided after Endymion is killed. I always hate that from the manga, I feel is kind of out of character.

submitted by ladyredumbrella

Say it with me:
Usagi and Princess Serenity are two different characters.
Usagi and Princess Serenity are TWO DIFFERENT CHARACTERS.
USAGI AND PRINCESS SERENITY ARE TWO DIFFERENT CHARACTERS.
It might be OOC for USAGI, but not for Princess Serenity. Romeo & Juliet allusion aside, Serenity had probably lived a pretty easy life, surrounded by her friends and loved ones. Then, just like that, they’re all ripped away from her. She watched Endymion die right in front of her! She had never experienced so much loss and suffering before. In her mind, she probably felt like she had nothing left to live for, and it was a desperate act of grief. So no, it wasn’t OOC for her to kill herself.

I may not like the fact she did it but it was not ooc at all. 

Also, keep in mind that Earth’s forces are overtaking the moon, and stop to think about what that looks like. Imagine you’re her, in your sheer dress and soft slippers with your flowing hair and jewelry. The loudest thing in your life to date has been dance music, the biggest tragedy a lost earring. Conflicts, when they happen, are solved with soft words and promises rather than swords and blood; there may be harsher methods, but they’ve always been well away from your eyes.
Your lover is dead. Your closest friend, Venus, is dead because someone thought she was you. Your other friends? They’re dying—you can see them bleeding, one holding in her guts with one hand as she tries one last time to summon her magic fire, one trying to fight through the pain with her eye laying useless and smeary on her cheek. Your mother is locked away, desperately trying to summon enough magic to turn things around, and you know that to do it, she will also die. Should she succeed, you will be crowned at the end of this day—the ruler of a bloody, near-empty city, a queen with no court, no counsel, and no king. And in so many very important ways, you’re still so close to being a child.
And here are thousands of armored men and women, screaming … spitting … shouting … hating your mother. Hating your friends. Hating you. Led by these people you thought were friends of the man dead in front of you—four more losses to chalk up on this day of so many losses already. One, the one who used to greet you with a kiss to the hand and a teasing flirt to get on Endymion’s nerves, yells to cut out your heart. One says take the bitch’s necklace, there are diamonds in there. The tall one meant to be Endymion’s vizier someday screams our queen is Beryl, long may she reign. And in front of them all, this quiet little servant girl you barely remember, her body twisted under her armor, changed … turned into something else. And she is screaming for your death, and for the life of you you can’t remember what terrible thing you must have done. You don’t know what you need forgiveness for, because you’ve always been kind, haven’t you? Gracious? Loving? Ready to embrace his earthly friends and family and court as your own? Haven’t you? Have you been wrong all this time?
It’s all too loud, and too dark, and too frightening, and in the last hour everyone you’ve ever loved has died, or is dying, or has been twisted and transformed into a person you don’t recognize with nothing but hate in their eyes.
And the sword is right there.
When you think about it that way, it makes a lot more sense, doesn’t it?

^^^^^^^^^

tiny012:

prismatic-bell:

tiny012:

secret-tunnel-of-magical-girls:

prettysenshiconfessions:

I really hope SMC change the fact that Serenity commited suicided after Endymion is killed. I always hate that from the manga, I feel is kind of out of character.

submitted by ladyredumbrella

Say it with me:

Usagi and Princess Serenity are two different characters.

Usagi and Princess Serenity are TWO DIFFERENT CHARACTERS.

USAGI AND PRINCESS SERENITY ARE TWO DIFFERENT CHARACTERS.

It might be OOC for USAGI, but not for Princess Serenity. Romeo & Juliet allusion aside, Serenity had probably lived a pretty easy life, surrounded by her friends and loved ones. Then, just like that, they’re all ripped away from her. She watched Endymion die right in front of her! She had never experienced so much loss and suffering before. In her mind, she probably felt like she had nothing left to live for, and it was a desperate act of grief. So no, it wasn’t OOC for her to kill herself.

I may not like the fact she did it but it was not ooc at all. 

Also, keep in mind that Earth’s forces are overtaking the moon, and stop to think about what that looks like. Imagine you’re her, in your sheer dress and soft slippers with your flowing hair and jewelry. The loudest thing in your life to date has been dance music, the biggest tragedy a lost earring. Conflicts, when they happen, are solved with soft words and promises rather than swords and blood; there may be harsher methods, but they’ve always been well away from your eyes.

Your lover is dead. Your closest friend, Venus, is dead because someone thought she was you. Your other friends? They’re dying—you can see them bleeding, one holding in her guts with one hand as she tries one last time to summon her magic fire, one trying to fight through the pain with her eye laying useless and smeary on her cheek. Your mother is locked away, desperately trying to summon enough magic to turn things around, and you know that to do it, she will also die. Should she succeed, you will be crowned at the end of this day—the ruler of a bloody, near-empty city, a queen with no court, no counsel, and no king. And in so many very important ways, you’re still so close to being a child.

And here are thousands of armored men and women, screaming … spitting … shouting … hating your mother. Hating your friends. Hating you. Led by these people you thought were friends of the man dead in front of you—four more losses to chalk up on this day of so many losses already. One, the one who used to greet you with a kiss to the hand and a teasing flirt to get on Endymion’s nerves, yells to cut out your heart. One says take the bitch’s necklace, there are diamonds in there. The tall one meant to be Endymion’s vizier someday screams our queen is Beryl, long may she reign. And in front of them all, this quiet little servant girl you barely remember, her body twisted under her armor, changed … turned into something else. And she is screaming for your death, and for the life of you you can’t remember what terrible thing you must have done. You don’t know what you need forgiveness for, because you’ve always been kind, haven’t you? Gracious? Loving? Ready to embrace his earthly friends and family and court as your own? Haven’t you? Have you been wrong all this time?

It’s all too loud, and too dark, and too frightening, and in the last hour everyone you’ve ever loved has died, or is dying, or has been twisted and transformed into a person you don’t recognize with nothing but hate in their eyes.

And the sword is right there.

When you think about it that way, it makes a lot more sense, doesn’t it?

^^^^^^^^^

srfelicidad:

Asexuality by Tiny Dinosaur :)!

somehowfurious:

kissing-monsters:

apiphile:

sexxxisbeautiful:

pizzagrrrl:

Peggielene Bartels, A.K.A. King Peggy, is currently the King of Otuam, Ghana. She was chosen to be one of only three female kings in Ghana, and when she discovered that male chauvinists wanted her to only be a figurehead, she said: “They were treating me like I am a second-class citizen because I am a woman. I said, ‘Hell no, you’re not going to do this to a woman!’” When she encountered corruption and the threat of embezzlement to the royal funds, she declared “I’m going to squeeze their balls so hard their eyes pop!”
King Peggy has maintained her work in Ghana’s embassy in Washington, D.C. while making education affordable in Otuam, installing borehead wells to produce clean drinking water, enforcing incarceration laws to deal with domestic violence, replenishing the royal coffers by taxing Otuam’s fishing industry to improve life in the village, and appointing three women to her council.
“Nobody should tell you, ‘You’re a woman, you can’t do it,’” she insists. “You can do it. Be ready to accept it when the calling comes.”
Quoted from the Spring/Summer 2012 issue of Ms. Magazine.

What a beautiful badass woman.

King Peggy has been on my blog before but this is my goddamn blog and I will have King Peggy on here twice if I want.

MORE FEMALE KINGS.

Always reblog King Peggy, who is on my dash far less than she should be. Did you know she has written a book about her life? It is great, and you should all get right on that if you haven’t already.

somehowfurious:

kissing-monsters:

apiphile:

sexxxisbeautiful:

pizzagrrrl:

Peggielene Bartels, A.K.A. King Peggy, is currently the King of Otuam, Ghana. She was chosen to be one of only three female kings in Ghana, and when she discovered that male chauvinists wanted her to only be a figurehead, she said: “They were treating me like I am a second-class citizen because I am a woman. I said, ‘Hell no, you’re not going to do this to a woman!’” When she encountered corruption and the threat of embezzlement to the royal funds, she declared “I’m going to squeeze their balls so hard their eyes pop!”

King Peggy has maintained her work in Ghana’s embassy in Washington, D.C. while making education affordable in Otuam, installing borehead wells to produce clean drinking water, enforcing incarceration laws to deal with domestic violence, replenishing the royal coffers by taxing Otuam’s fishing industry to improve life in the village, and appointing three women to her council.

“Nobody should tell you, ‘You’re a woman, you can’t do it,’” she insists. “You can do it. Be ready to accept it when the calling comes.”

Quoted from the Spring/Summer 2012 issue of Ms. Magazine.

What a beautiful badass woman.

King Peggy has been on my blog before but this is my goddamn blog and I will have King Peggy on here twice if I want.

MORE FEMALE KINGS.

Always reblog King Peggy, who is on my dash far less than she should be. Did you know she has written a book about her life? It is great, and you should all get right on that if you haven’t already.