We Are Not Heartless We Just Know What We Want And Will Do What Ever It Takes To Get It.

Me and my friends 😂😂

You Heard Me

(( OOC: Based on THIS text post. )) 

*Remus and Sirius chat quietly together in the library as a wild James approaches*  

Ya know, I’m sorry, but even as a kid, Petunia was obnoxious, and she never got any less obnoxious, but all y'all gremlins crawling out of the woodwork to paint her as some innocent victim of a horrible vicious attack because Snape did accidental magic in response to her insulting him (much like Harry did to his Aunt Marge decades later for exactly the same reasons).

But in this moment she’s oowoo pure innocent poor victim of mean nasty Snape (and where are y'all defending Aunt Marge huh). 

Y'all fuckers are about as honest as a professional counterfeiter

Love this

Gibbs x reader - You are you

Heyo Beautiful 💕 Could you please do a Gibbs x reader where reader is his child and comes out as ftm? I have bad dysphoria and nobody to talk about it so I could use some comfort 😅💖 - Anon❤️

Hey! I hope this is okay, I don’t have experience here so I’m sorry if anything is wrong ❤️ but remember that you are always beautiful no mater what and I support you ❤️❤️

(P/N) = Preffered name!

Scribbling out the line you just wrote you sighed heavily. How were you going to do this? How was he going to react?

“Why is this so hard…” you mumbled.

Slamming your head onto the table you groaned, chewing the end of your pen.

“Ahhhh!!!” You yelled jumping up.

Scrunching up the paper you threw it in the bin. Running a hand through your short hair, that’s the first thing he’d notice. The second being your new clothes.

Heading into the living room you dropped onto the couch, closing your eyes as you waited, accidentally falling asleep.

“(Y/N)?”

Bolting up you smiled slightly.

“Hey dad.”

Gibbs smiled, lifting your feet as he sat on the end of the couch. He pointed to your hair.

“New haircut?”

“Uhm… yeah… just trying something new…” you smiled sheepishly.

Gibbs didn’t look very convinced. With a heavy sigh, you sat up. Rubbing your hands between your legs as you focused on breathing.

“We need to talk…” you muttered.

“Okay?”

Turning to face him, you averted your eyes. Gibbs got more worried by the second, thinking you had done something wrong.

“Promise you won’t be mad at me?”

“Sweetheart I could never be mad at you.”

You winced at the pet name. You knew it was meant to be comforting but it just made everything so much harder.

“I… Uhm… well… I’m transgender…”

You quickly glanced up to see Gibbs’ slightly confused face.

“You don’t know what it means do you?”

He shook his head, waiting for you to continue.

“Well… Uhm… it’s basically where I don’t feel comfortable in my body? Like I was born as the wrong gender I guess… I may have been born a girl but I identify as a boy?”

You waited for harsh words to follow. For him to say that it was just phase or that he didn’t except it. Instead he just pulled you into his side.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yeah.”

“So… you don’t hate me?” You asked quietly.

“Why would I hate you for being you?”

Tears flooded your eyes, you begun to cry as you cling onto him. You thought he was going to say that it wasn’t acceptable but you also knew he wasn’t like that.

“I love you dad.”

“I love you too kiddo.”

Pulling away, you wiped your tears. Gibbs ruffled your hair with a small chuckle. Pulling at your shirt a little he pulled on of his very few zip up hoodies down from the back of he couch for you to wear.

“Guess we should get you some new clothes tomorrow huh?” He grinned.

“Please. Oh and dad? Can you call me (P/N)?

“Of course I can bud, now let’s go. I heard a new burger place opened up.”

“Nice!”

Fist pumping the air, you ran out the door. Missing the soft smile Gibbs sent your way. He turned out the light, looking at the picture of you from when you were a child.

“I’ll always support you.” He whispered as he closed the door

Out of curiosity, could you take a moment to reblog this if you believe that demisexuality exists? I’m demisexual, and I feel like demisexuality goes really under the radar, even within the asexual community umbrella. A lot of people don’t believe that it exists, and even within the ace community, demisexuality is still questioned as being legitimate, although we share the same flag. So reblog this is if you believe it exists. 

Listen up. There is literally an app that can help you avoid self harm and I don’t know why we aren’t talking about it.

Calm Harm can be tailored to your needs and will provide strategies to help you get past those crucial moments of wanting to harm.

It’s also totally FREE.

once again, it’s called CALM HARM

National Suicide Prevention Hotline:  1-800-273-8255

Trans Lifeline USA:  1-877-565-8860

Trans Lifeline Canada: 1-877-330-6366

The Trevor Project Hotline:  1-866-488-7386

The Trevor Project also offers texting and chat

You are an amazing person. Don’t give up on yourself.

It’s the 20th Anniversary of Battle of Hogwarts

Since it’s midnight already in my country

Raise your wands in the memory of all those who laid down their lives fighting Voldemort

Every single person who died in that war has inspired me to keep fighting for what is right and to never stop hoping.

I totally agree

Anyone in this fandom who tells someone to die or kill themselves based on what fictional character they like would get along splendidly with most of the Death Eaters, ironically the same characters you detest to the point of wishing suicide on someone. Like seriously, wtf is wrong with some of you people? Hiding behind a Tumblr handle like it makes you invincible when you’re really just cowards. Some of you don’t deserve to be potterheads.