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If your blorbos look different in your mind to how they looked in canon, I'd love to hear in tags/reblogs/comments how they differ.

One of my favourite parts of working with kids is like… Very Gently subverting their idea of gendered topics… Like if a girl goes ‘no, sharks are a boy thing’ and you go “UM ACTUALLY THATS STUPID AND INCORRECT” they get freaked out, but if instead u go “Are you sure? Cause I think sharks are awesome, here’s a scale picture of a Megalodon” it’ll blow their tiny mind and they’ll be shitting themselves over it for days. 100% effective, 10/10 recommend

[Image description: graffito in scrungly handwriting, reading:

A TRANS WOMAN PEED IN MY MOUth HERE AND NO ONE WAS HURT

And then, in a different pen below: ☺ Yeah!

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Graffitto in the stall of my local queer furry bar

None of us is alone. I'm still here. We're still here. In spite of all of this, we're still not going back, only forward. I love you with my whole heart, family.

US residents: now is a good time to renew your passport. Maybe you don't think you would ever choose to leave, but having the option is better than not having it.

People's knees are so cute

At the Window - Ilya Pyankov

Russian , b. 1972 -

Oil on canvas , 110 x 65 cm.

Oh hey! Great point, ship -- I agree, I'd rather include a link to the artist. Appreciate you searching that up. <3

Love the argument "oh but if you transition you'll have to deal with being trans your whole life" because first of all there is nothing bad about being trans and second I'm still gonna be trans even if I don't medically transition I'll just be trans and miserable instead of trans and happy

I would date the hell out of this person, what is WRONG WITH HIM

One of the people I worked with at the sex shop was a lady in her early forties. She had the most deranged sex stories and to be honest I could never tell how much was real.

I think probably all of it was true? But when someone tells you that a man showed up at her door with a sheet cake he wanted her to sit on so he could eat it off her ass it’s fair to be somewhat skeptical.

Aaaanyway. She hooked up a lot and ended up on a casual date with this guy. She was really stoked to be wearing a button up shirt with snaps, so later when they got to his place she could rip the shirt open like in the movies.

Now, it's worth noting she was a bigger gal, and her cleavage could have suffocated a grown man, it was substantial. There was a lot of boob real estate, okay?

So they get back to his place, and she finally gets to have her moment. She rips her shirt open dramatically, displaying the wealth of her cleavage. At first her dates face was excited and delighted. But as his eyes trailed down he began to slowly frown, which I think we can all agree is not what anyone wants when you've just laid yourself bare in a literal fashion.

She looked down to check herself, and there, nestled like a little baby bird in a nest of boob, was a single dorito.

When she told me this story she admitted, "I knew I had a choice. I could get laid, or I could eat the chip."

She ate the chip.

Her date looked repulsed, but she wanted to take one last crack at riding that man, so she did jazz hands and sang in a silly vaudevillian accent, "🎶You should probably put yer meat in me! You should probably put yer meat in me!🎶"

He drove her home shortly afterward, the coward.