Im Gonna Be So Real Can Yall Actually Talk About Ways We Can Support Trans Women In The UK Instead Of

I would really like this trend of donation scammers sending anons to stop. I block them yet they still send anons. It's very annoying.

you pass by me on ur dash. I am doing a little dance, but with a look of pensive introspection on my face. I do not seem to notice you. you may continue on your way or join me in my thoughtful dance.

Guys I’m going to a wedding and wearing a dress but I’m nervous so hype me up even though you can’t see 💔🙏

Woot woot

You are pretty do you see this pretty? All this pretty

THIS FUCKING GUY SITTING NEXT TO ME KEEPS LIFTING UP HIS DESK WITH HIS KNEES he looked over at my phone while I was typing that

Back to beauty and grace

Fantastic look

Gorgeous

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not my usual kind of sketch :)

My dad, who is in his 70′s, discovered what slash was and then proceeded to write a sonnet to my mom about it.

being a man or being masculine is inherently neutral

being a woman or being feminine is inherently neutral

dont play into any narrative that frames men/masculinity as inherently bad and women/femininity as inherently good, this is radfem rhetoric

dont play into any narrative that frames men/masculinity as inherently good and women/femininity as inherently bad, this is religious extremism

you read stuff on wattpad for shit and giggles where most of the fics there are reader-inserted ones written in 1st person pov where y/n is a barely legal white girl with blonde hair and blue “orbs” who’s so smol and fragile that she’s dependent entirely on this morally questionable guy who’s killing people for a living but for some reason happens to have a soft spot for her.

you read real actual literature on archive of our own where it’s two middle aged men, who are each other’s sworn enemies, with tragic past, trauma and strong homoerotic tension. and while they’ve made each other bleed, killed each other’s friends and loved ones out of jealousy / possessiveness, lied and betrayed and manipulated, the rawness, depth, complexity and slow burn will keep you up all night, haunt you during your day and possibly change your life forever. and also the sex isn’t just smut. the sex is poetry that puts Shakespeare to shame

"if tumblr dies you can find me on bluesky" "if tumblr dies you can find me on Instagram" if tumblr dies you cannot find me. It's over. I'm free.

Im sorry but it is so funny how people outside of tumblr view us. Like why are the tiktokers treating tumblr like some professional ass website you need to do extensive prep before you begin posting on. And the follower farming advice is so fucking funny to me when this is the website where people actively hate getting new followers