LUKE WASN’T TRYING TO KILL PERCY

no <3

• Fidgeting and stuttering do NOT always indicate that someone is nervous.

• Avoiding eye contact does NOT always mean someone is lying.

• Having a hard time focusing does NOT always mean someone is lazy.

• Carrying around a stuffed animal or blanket does NOT make someone childish.

• Poor motor skills is NOT a direct indication of intelligence.

Not everyone fits into your box. Deal with it.

i made another blog on accident but i decided that i should roll with it (instead of y’know, ignoring it)

so.. is there a topic that one specific blog would be good to cover?

might make it just art stuff..

Husk and Angel, in bed together late at night:

Husk: I love you Anthony.

Angel: *blushing*

Niffty, from in the walls: HUSK YOU’RE CHEATING ON ANGEL WITH SOME ANTHONY GUY?!

Sir Pentious, from the corner of the room: Yesss that’s quite dissssappointing

Husk and Angel:

Angel: Pentious, you can clearly see it’s me.

Sir Pentious: I see nothing but a homewrecker.

(Fic now here)

every story about their childhood ends with James going: 😨

anytime Sirius or Regulus starts a story by saying "when I was a child.." James has to brace himself for whatever he's about to hear

do any of my eight singular followers have anything they wanna ask or talk abt?

they can be sent privately or through the ask (depending on if you want others to be able to see it or not)

it can just be smth abt me, or we could have a convo abt any of the fandoms we like (any that i’ve posted abt, or you can just ask bc i know a lot of fandoms!)

all the spider people are trans and queer

also i am literally spider-man (i will fight ppl on this)

HAI HONEY

I spot the gay man

YOURE A GAY MAN

A cis woman tells me that maybe she should transition to gain male privilege as I'm recovering from getting beaten up in the men's bathrooms.

I tell her to be my guest and give me a call when she gets her jaw broken, I always carry a first aid kit and a pepper spray.

She calls me a misogynistic asshole.

A cis man tells me that he'd sure love some T.

Gave him my prescription and best of luck with the constant shortages and getting denied.

He calls me a pussy.

I'm fighting for my life and reproductive rights. I get told to get off women's fights, that it's not about me, like I shed my womb after my first T shot.

I search for support groups for SA victims, and I'm stuck in the same “women/NBs only”. Still shooting my shot, send an application. I introduce myself. Never get a call back.

I go to a trans night. Say I go by he/him. Get told back “yeah, that's how we all start !” by a trans woman. I'm too exhausted, I get up and I leave.

I hang out with my friends, one of them drunkenly says masculinity is a prison we must learn to escape. She gets rows of applause. Back to drinking alone.

Yes I could explain it. But who'd you rather be ? A delusional girl or a man made threat ?Or it could be better, I could just not exist ! And we'd bleach my corpse and I'd become a casualty. Not an F, ot an M, a W for Wound and for Wrong.

I put a candle on a single cupcake, 2 years on HRT. I blow it in the dark. Curtains closed like casket.

my gender is ✨fuck you✨

(aka it changes all the time bc i am silly)

Shout out to people who have complicated/complex genders

Shout out to people who are genderless

Shout out to people who don't use/have labels to describe their gender

Shout out to people who are still questioning their gender