Everythings Fine, It Came Out Good

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We love you John!

i’ve some how managed to turn an old gay man on pinterest into a jerma stan by complete accident what is happening

Not sure what I'd be more afraid of, the knife for obvious purposes or the spatula for the less obvious, but more embarrassing purposes

Watch: How toxic masculinity follows men from birth to death.

Ya know I really am so fucking tired right now.

Imagine trying to justify your DISGUSTING attraction for r*pe and noncon by saying that it's a sexual preference.

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im begging anyone who sees this post to prevent rapesexual, im begging you. no one will see this but if you do reblog to get the message out that these fuckers exist and dont deserve to exist heres the flag so you can know who to fucking block, report and tell to fuck off

i dont want this to ruin the pride and help with self esteem of being lgbtq+ so a signal boost from larger accounts might be nice

Idk why terfs even try to follow someone who doesn't believe.

YOU hates terfs

Hearing the knife drawer open

Just doing what we should all do

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The original post only has US helplines. I’ve added UK helplines underneath. It would be great if people could add numbers from everywhere in the world.

Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696

Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433

LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255

Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386

Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743

Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438

Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673

Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272

Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000

Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253

Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453

UK Helplines:

Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail jo@samaritans.org

Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111

Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: info@mind.org.uk

Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 legal@mind.org.uk

b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: help@b-eat.co.uk

b-eat youthline (for under 25’s with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)

Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: helpline@cruse.org.uk

Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600

Drinkline: 0800 9178282

Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail info@rapecrisis.org.uk

Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight

India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614

India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669

Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868, Free and available 24/7

suicide hotlines;

Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430

Australia: 13-11-14

Austria: 01-713-3374

Barbados: 429-9999

Belgium: 106

Botswana: 391-1270

Brazil: 21-233-9191

China: 852-2382-0000

(Hong Kong: 2389-2222)

Costa Rica: 606-253-5439

Croatia: 01-4833-888

Cyprus: 357-77-77-72-67

Czech Republic: 222-580-697, 476-701-908

Denmark: 70-201-201

Egypt: 762-1602

Estonia: 6-558-088

Finland: 040-5032199

France: 01-45-39-4000

Germany: 0800-181-0721

Greece: 1018

Guatemala: 502-234-1239

Holland: 0900-0767

Honduras: 504-237-3623

Hungary: 06-80-820-111

Iceland: 44-0-8457-90-90-90

Israel: 09-8892333

Italy: 06-705-4444

Japan: 3-5286-9090

Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292

Malaysia: 03-756-8144

(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)

Mexico: 525-510-2550

Netherlands: 0900-0767

New Zealand: 4-473-9739

New Guinea: 675-326-0011

Nicaragua: 505-268-6171

Norway: 47-815-33-300

Philippines: 02-896-9191

Poland: 52-70-000

Portugal: 239-72-10-10

Russia: 8-20-222-82-10

Spain: 91-459-00-50

South Africa: 0861-322-322

South Korea: 2-715-8600

Sweden: 031-711-2400

Switzerland: 143

Taiwan: 0800-788-995

Thailand: 02-249-9977

Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800

Ukraine: 0487-327715

"I was just telling your husband how adorable it is that hes British!"

anyone who decides that being from any other nationality/ethnicity/culture/etc that is not your own as 'adorable!' or 'so cute!' Or 'so different!' just because its foreign and different from your day-to-day life is actually fuckin bonkers.

Love your work @mlmxreader ❤️

Yanks | Simon Ghost Riley x trans!m!reader

Anonymous asked: The second request I had was for simon riley x pakitani!ftm reader where they are married and one of the American soldier tries to flirt with Simon but Simon obviously shuts him down, only for reader to get jealous and show the others who simon belongs to with this prompt "Everyone should know that you're mine"

Sorry if this is confusing or specific :)

-🦝

summary: Ghost doesn't mean to make you jealous, but when you are, he can't say he doesn't like it.

tws: threats, jealousy, swearing

Shifting from foot to foot, Ghost glared at the American soldier through his mask, his jaw clenched tightly as he considered whether or not the best option would be knocking their teeth out, but then, he supposed he would never get the chance, as American soldiers were more than cowardly and more than terrified of any real fighting; but they wouldn't leave him alone, and Ghost was getting fed up of their advances and their flirtatious commentary.

"You're arms are so big," they gushed, running a hand through their hair and biting their lip in such a way that it made Ghost wonder if they had something stuck in their teeth. "And your accent is so hot! I love British!"

Ghost narrowed his eyes, shaking his head as he scoffed and pulled the glove off of his left hand, holding it up with his fingers splayed. "I have a husband, yank."

"Oh my god," they beamed, blushing visibly. "Yank! That is so cute! Oh my god, do you like tea?"

"Not really, I prefer the coffee my husband makes me every morning," he grumbled, rolling his eyes and doing his best not to lose his temper. Usually, physical violence against Americans was your thing.

"Oh my god, oh my god!" They squealed, grinning. "Please tell me you adore the royal family as much as I do!"

Ghost shook his head. "I'm an anti-monarchist. I want them all guillotined."

Like a knight in shining armour, like King Arthur coming to the defence of Wales, you finally showed up; wearing your Pakistan Air Force uniform, Ghost could tell it was you from the moment he saw the dull green jumpsuit, and he breathed out a sigh of relief. He melted against you, leaning into your side when you wrapped your arm around his waist and, with great disdain, looked the American up and down with a scowl.

"The fuck are you hanging around my husband for?" You spat, squaring up to them as Ghost gently removed your arm from his waist so that he could hold your hand. "Huh? The fuck do you want?!"

The American took a step back. "I was just telling your husband how adorable it is that he's British!"

You glared at them, letting go of Ghost's hand and grabbing the American by the collar of their shirt, pulling them close as you snarled and snapped at them. "You fucking leave my husband alone. He's fucking mine. And neither of us take kindly to stupid yankees getting in our way - do I fucking make myself clear?"

They nodded, fear in their eyes; Americans always got so scared when someone directly confronted them and challenged them. "Y-yes, Sir... I'm so, so, so sorry."

"You talk to him again," you growled. "And I will have the entire Pakistan Air Force on your ass so hard that your fucking grandchildren will feel it. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes, Sir..."

"You fucking leave him alone," you pushed them, forcing them to tumble backwards and fall onto their back against the dirt. "You fucking leave my husband alone!"

Your entire demeanor changed when you returned to Ghost's side, smiling at him as you dared to give him a quick peck on his mask; although you couldn't see it, you knew that he was smiling behind it as he dared to take your hand in his again.

"It's kinda hot when you get jealous, Flight Lieutenant Riley."

"I know it is," you grinned, giving his hand a little squeeze. "And I know you love to see it, Lieutenant Riley."

"I do," Ghost nodded, lifting up his mask just enough so that his mouth was exposed to you, welcoming you eagerly when you kissed him harshly.

You took his mask off, stuffing it in your pocket as you grabbed his face, your hands on his jaw as he held you tightly by your shirt, pulling you ever closer as he allowed you to take charge; it was harsh, messy, cruelly addictive, and Ghost couldn't stop the feeling that he didn't want it to end.

You stole his breath, slipping your tongue between his lips and captivating every little bit of oxygen that he had, and he was eagerly giving it up to you; a soft moan coming from the back of his throat. Usually, he didn't like public displays of affection, and normally, he hated having to take his mask off in front of others; but in that moment, utterly at your mercy and every whim, he couldn't find it in himself to care. All he wanted was you. All he needed was you.

People were looking, especially the American troops, but Ghost knew that his face was hidden enough with your hands and your face that they wouldn't see any proper details anyway; but then you pulled away, quickly putting his mask over his face, and you grinned. Ghost's chest was heaving as he licked his lips to savour your taste, an excited look in his eyes as he looked you up and down.

"What was that?"

"Everyone should know that you're mine," you whispered hoarsely. "I just wanted to remind them."

He smiled under the mask, nodding slowly; fuck, you were so hot when you were jealous, and he adored it. But he also knew that, if anyone were to make him jealous, he wouldn't react the same; it had happened before, someone had tried to flirt with you and he had gotten jealous, but instead of reacting with such heat and such passion like you did, Ghost only ever walked away. In fact, the only time that he had ever thrown a punch when someone was talking to you, was the handful of times that people had made negative comments about you being trans.

Still, he supposed that it was enough that you were the jealous one.

"I love you." He grumbled the words so softly, and lit up a little when you grinned at him so fucking brightly.

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