Resource is from victoriaalxndr on Twitter!

some of the best tweets from the last few days

hey guys i really appreciate that we’re starting to recognize that neopronouns and nontraditional genders (like stargender and voidgender) are A Thing and Good, but i always see that in the context of “if a fourteen year old wants to use xe/xir pronouns then that’s not BAD” and. i’m not being nice anymore, fuck you. don’t equate our genders with youth and ignorance. the message you’re sending is that we only identify this way because we don’t know any better, and the intent doesn’t matter when the message received is as horrible as that. get better.

cis and binary people can and should reblog this

Welcome to Build-a-Frog!

Click here to enter

gUyS please click the link you won’t regret it

I have stretch marks.

Reblog if you do too. Just to prove that it is more normal than what people actually think.

If you haven’t heard there is a literal massacre going on in Sudan.

People are getting kidnapped, arrested, raped and killed. This has been going on for a few days now but naturally there’s hardly any media coverage.

THE WORLD CARES MORE ABOUT AN EMPTY CHURCH IN FRANCE THAN HUNDREDS OF INNOCENT BLACK MUSLIMS DYING IN SUDAN.

There are a few ways to help:

 - Emergency Medical Aid Donation

- Facebook campaign raising funds for food and other necessities

- International Rescue Committee

- Save The Children

Even if you can’t donate please help spread the news!!

#SudanMassacre

-IMPORTANT-

! IMPORTANT !

…no joke

i think the fic is somehow taking people’s accounts.

no fucking joke.

someone i was just talking to dmed me the link. they were nice. their account had posts.

now its empty, it has no posts, their header is blank.

DO NOT FUCKING CLICK ON THE FIC LINK. ITS SOMETHING THAT GRABS YOUR PASSWORD. I DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS.

I REPEAT. DONT FUCKING. CLICK. ON THE FIC.

RB THIS. RB THIS. RB THIS. RB THIS. RB THIS. RB THIS.

CHANGE YOUR PASSWORD IF YOU’VE EVER CLICKED ON THE LINK.  CHANGE YOUR PASSWORD IF YOU’VE EVER CLICKED ON THE LINK.  CHANGE YOUR PASSWORD IF YOU’VE EVER CLICKED ON THE LINK.  CHANGE YOUR PASSWORD IF YOU’VE EVER CLICKED ON THE LINK. 

As far as I can gather from the notes, it’s essentially a link to like… a phishing site or something that grabs your password, but it’s embedded within a plain text version of an AO3 link. It’s… bad. Post is apparently from about June 6, 2019.

Reposting on the off chance this might be legit

WTF?!? Reblogging to save an account. Careful, peeps!! 

PSA!!!

Knowing that trans women of color started the movement in the united states and were literally immediately erased and excluded from what they started is the most deeply jading knowledge.

It is the original sin of the so-called queer community and it damns it from the cradle.

no white gay boy will ever reblog this, watch:

no white gay will reblog this

no white lgb person will reblog this

Without Stonewall, without the efforts of Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera, the LGBTQ Community wouldn’t be where it is today. Don’t forget the roots, don’t forget the catalyst.

and then TERFs wanna be like, “hmm well the LGBT community existed before Stonewall!”

but like…Becky, of course LGBTQ+ people existed before Stonewall. We’ve all existed since the beginning of time. But the movement got a shock to its senses, a jump-start, a rocket-into-space when that glass shattered via Marsha P. Johnson, and when Sylvia Rivera was up on-stage protesting guess who was on the sidelines heckling her?

The same fuckers who won’t ever reblog or acknowledge this

My apologies to the original poster as I photo captured this post to add to the thread-I reposted this last year for pride and expect to repost it every year I have left-it’s our history people.

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.

THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.

The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.

AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.

THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.

YOOOOOOO

I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS

LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL

IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS

holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS. 

I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT 

SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP

WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????

ok I’ve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL IT’S AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE

THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.

GUYS.

HE FUCKING CALLED ME 20 MINUTES LATER

20 FUCKNG. MINUTES. LATER.

GOOD THINGS DO HAPPEN. AND ITS IN THIS POST.

I wish for someone to leave something in my ask.

OKAY SO I ASKED FOR A HEDGEHOG AND NOW GUESS WHO HAS A PET HEDGEHOG

I WISHED FOR SNK MERCH THE FIRST TIME. I GOT A JACKET.

I WISHED FOR MY GIRLFRIEND THE SECOND TIME. I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND.

THIS WORKs I WISHED I WAS MOVING TO NORTH CAROLINA AND GUESS WHAT GUYS IM MOVING TO NC IN AUGUST I PROMISE U IM NOT LYING

guys ok ur probably thinking that this is all just bs right? WELL I THOUGHT SO TOO BUT I WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD CHAT ME AND HE DID AND IM FREAKING OUT not even kidding i swear on my grampas grave this works

I love this it always works for me yey thank u shooting star :’)

woah the notes let’s hope my wish comes true

hope this works

• this blogger is never going to judge you for unfollowing • this blogger is never going to hunt you down • this blogger doesn’t check who blocks them • this blogger doesn’t send anon hate • this blogger respects your space

this blogger is also:

you’re the only one of you, baby that’s the fun of you

Not to be a downer but if i had to, at 12 years old, listen to my mother tell me all the different ways men would want to hurt my body, and how i might prevent that, then i really feel like teenage boys can handle a conversation with their parents that starts “let’s talk about consent”

Why doesn’t this have 1,000,000 notes?

Anyone who hates muslims can unfollow me right now. You’re not welcome on my blog.

Okay if you can’t have this on your blog, please just block me. I don’t even want to be reminded of you

^^

please rb if you ALSO have shitty school staff

Reputation - WDW Corbyn Besson

here’s Corbyn’s intro! hope yall like it!!

Principal Cordero’s office is small. Like, tiny. The only shit he can fit in here is a student’s desk, his swivel-chair, two filing cabinets, and two chairs he definitely stole from the cafeteria. Fitting, since he’s so small-minded. 

Keep reading

She Looks Like Fun {e.d. au}

Summary: Grayson is forced into a friendship with Y/N, and Ethan thinks she’s the prettiest girl on campus even if she can’t remember his name. 

A/N: Very, very, very massive apology for length. Bless your heart for reading and I love you for actually taking the time to do so. Trust me, I hate myself just as much for writing this. Enjoy if you do read, and we always love feedback :) 

Word Count: 17.4k 

Warnings: Things kids do in college. 

***********************************

When Grayson Dolan decided that he wanted to branch out his junior year of college, he was giddy and amped to start this new adventure. It was going to be the year all about discovering his individuality and finally moving out from behind the shadow of his older brother who – while he loved endlessly – was most likely the reason why Grayson had ended sophomore year with a not-so-impressive GPA, and a hangover that seemed to last the entire second semester.

Moving into an apartment with his friends, Austin and Nick, settling on Architecture as his major, scoring a part-time job as a bouncer at the most popular bar in town, and committing to an intermural volleyball team were all part of his plan for this school year – and he was incredibly excited for it. These were things that Grayson could take pride in. He was entering the last two years of college, and it was time he start establishing who he hoped to be in the future; not like someone he knew who was continually up for “Worst Employee of the Month” at the café in the student center, spent his free weeknights watching too much Hockey and chugging down enough beer to float a ship, and using the blind corner on the ninth floor of the library to do a lot more than just studying with Stacey Haskins from ‘Introduction to Financial Accounting’.

Grayson felt good as he carried the last cardboard box up the steps to his apartment. Sweat glistened beautifully over the exposed skin of his cut-off tank, his biceps were bulging while he lifted the box filled with his speakers and video game consoles to the side to watch his feet in hopes of not tripping blindly over a step, and by what he’d seen so far, his building was filled with gorgeous girls who would strut by him with sly smirks before turning and whispering to each other once they finally passed.  

The knowing smile that spread on his face every time he caught a hint of what was being whispered was enough indication to know that he was going to make this year a good one for himself. He thinks maybe he’ll start with the leggy blonde in apartment 34A and see if she really thinks he’s, ‘a walking Adonis’ like he’d heard her say to her red-haired friend he found equally as beautiful.

Grayson was expecting more memories to be made this year than the last, and he was ready to create them on his own. As a normal, typical, every day college student just trying to get by.

But what he wasn’t expecting was to get sucked into another twister of chaos, landing right back in the magical world of Oz where things seemed like they shined in a drunken technicolor.

Keep reading