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"they stopped talking about luigi mangione to silence us" his next court appearance is 9:00 AM at the New York Supreme Criminal Court, 100 Centre Street, February 21.
the reference number is IND-75657-24/001. it is within your constitutional rights to protest outside of the courthouse, make signs, and voice your opinions as loudly as you can. YOU don't have to stop talking about him. show up.
Use these please don’t lose hope
Please, spread this for those who might need it right now
U.S. suicide hotline: call or text 988 (available 24 hours)
U.S. trans lifeline: (877) 565-8860 (when you call, you’ll speak to a trans/nonbinary peer operator. full anonymity and confidentiality)
Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA) National Helpline: 1-800-662-HELP (4357) – provides 24/7 confidential support and referrals for individuals and families facing mental health and substance use disorders, including panic attacks and anxiety.
LGBT National Help Center: (888) 843-4564
Trevor Project: Call (866) 488-7386, text START to 678-678, or chat online.
Take care of yourself and each other. Please stay safe ♡
Please listen to this, we must stay strong.
To all the trans people who see this tonight, no matter what happens, we will survive. Trans people will still be here 4 years from now and 10 years from now and 100 years from now and tomorrow. We have always existed and we always will. The world cannot unlearn about us; we are too public, too loud, too beloved, too present. Ill be here tomorrow. Please stay here with me.
Thank you so much, I didn’t know how to do either the super boop or the evil boop!
Boop PSA, for Mobile Users:
To Boop - either tap the boop button next to someone's name or go to their blog and tap the cat paw icon
To Super Boop - go to someone's blog and hold the cat paw icon until it spins once, then let go
To Evil Boop - go to someone's blog and hold the cat paw icon until it spins twice, then let go
Can't Boop - either you or the person you're trying to Boop hasn't opted in yet
To Opt In - go to your feed and you'll see the boop-o-meter and the option to opt in
I'll update this when I know how to get certain badges and such.
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ARE POWERFUL
LOVE YOUR PARTNER
SUPPORT OUR TRANS BROTHERS AND SISTERS AND OUR AMAZING NONBINARY SIBLINGS
no one will ever know which one
Jelly Days are here.
heeppy hoolida
I just love this so much!!! Great Job!!!
my Fem!Luffy RP expression icon LOG
It also serves as a practice on Oda sensei's manga art style. The first and foremost icon is my first try, last ones without filter color is latest.
Why is this so clear in my mind???
How sentient is Sukuna’s tummy mouth? Does he talk to it or is it an extension of himself? I feel like it’s most likely the latter but I like the idea of him arguing back and forth with it. And maybe it tells on him sometimes. Like I’m imagining a scenario in which Sukuna’s wife works a day job and he wants to support her dreams but he hates when she’s away and will do little things to inconvenience her so she’ll stay at home longer.
Wife: Sukuna, have you seen my keys? I could’ve sworn I left them on the table…
Sukuna: No, haven’t seen them
Tummy mouth: 👹he put it in the cupboard👹
Wife: What was that?
Sukuna: I didn’t say anything… *he pulls his loosened robe back over himself, trying to shield the tummy mouth*
Wife: I know. I wasn’t asking you. *you give him a look while you step forward and open his robe. He only allows it bc he likes when you’re touching him*
Tummy mouth: 👹he put it on the top shelf where you can’t reach👹
Idk I’m assuming it’d have a deep demonic voice skdnekjdjem. I don’t care if I’m completely off about this, I NEED crack fics of this dynamic
I hate when that happens to people.
There's over 9 million users on Tumblr now. Reblog if you're one of the few who's never EVER left anon hate in somebody's ask box.
It’s safe for anybody but I don’t really post much.
Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
I-I 🤭
i know ft kiyoomi
warnings: fem!bodied reader, dirty talk, public indecency, mentions of bondage, unedited.
“kiyo would you rather fuck someone wearing a black dress or a white one?”
sakusa lifts his eyes from his phone, fixing you with an incredulous look.
“why are you asking me that in the middle of a very public dressing room, which i’m probably not even supposed to be in right now?”
“it’s literally 2pm and the store is practically empty kiyo. besides, i doubt the workers are paid enough to care anyway.”
“that’s not what i asked.”
rolling your eyes, you push the door of the dressing room open further, revealing the short, white dress you had on.
“i haven’t been laid in such a long time, and i have a good feeling about this weekend. i wanna make sure i look, y'know, fuckable or something.”
a muscle in sakusa’s jaw twitches as he glances over the dress, still leaning against the wall opposite to your dressing room, phone clutched in hand.
“okay, first of all fuckable isn’t a real word. secondly, what sort of bastard are you dating who’ll decide if he likes you based on your dress?”
pressing your lips together you squint at him, walking forward to grab his arm.
“ki-yo-omi, it’s not that deep, just tell me if you would rather fuck someone in a white dress or a black one.”
“if it’s someone i’m interested in, their clothing would not matter.”
hiding a grin, you shake your head slightly. your best friend really was leagues apart from most men you had met.
“okay so the white one then?”
shrugging, sakusa straightens, slipping his phone into the pocket of his dark slacks. “get whatever dress you want, if you’d like i could buy you both.”
“kiyo, just say you wouldn’t fuck me next time,” you whine, “stop avoiding the question.”
a hand catches your wrist as you turn to go back to change your clothes, sakusa’s fingers warm against your skin.
“i never said i wouldn’t fu- i wouldn’t have sex with you. stop putting words into my mouth.”
“fuck kiyo, fuck me. say it properly c'mon, we’re not kids anymore.”
scowling he lets go of your hand, “don’t be a brat.”
“oh yeah? and what are you going to do about it?”
you hear him scoff as you move to close the door, only to have the door be pushed back and find yourself pushed against a mirrored wall, the door clicking closed behind sakusa.
“kiyo, what the hell-”
“you think i don’t want to fuck you? you think i don’t fantasize about tying you up and making you beg for me?”
he moves closer, pressing a hand to the mirror beside your head, the other hand slipping inside your dress to grip your hip.
“do you have any idea what you do to me? how i feel like a complete caveman, devoid of any sense of rationality every time you show up in those little skirts? all i can ever think of is how much i want to flip them up and fuck you until you cry.”
you whimper, pussy clenching around nothing as sakusa’s lips brush against yours’, his thumb lazily stroking hipbone.
“every time you come whining about how some boy couldn’t make you cum, or left you unsatisfied, all i can think of is how i could make you cum without even making you take any clothes off- how i could make you cream around my dick so many times.
your lips part, as you moan, sakusa’s fingers now slipping into your soaked panties.
fingers lightly tracing your pussy, he sighs into the crook of your neck.
” i would fuck you in each and every one of your dresses.“
your eyes slide shut as he presses down your throbbing clit, head hitting against the mirror with a thud.
however instead of continuing, he moves away, "i’ll pay for both dresses and meet you outside, i’m sure he’ll fuck you regardless.”
Still don’t know what thing this is but it’s adorable and I’d love to squeeze it for no reason at all. 
and another thing
and another thing
I don’t even know what that is but it’s so CUTTTEEEEE!
I thought that the lamb was a dog for no reason.
Kinda surprised how many different animals can be black and tan
THATS TOJI??????
LAWD
NO ONE FUCKING LOOK AT ME NO ONE TALK TO ME IM LITERALLY IN MENTAL DISTRESS OH MY GODDDDDDDD
The conch is never wrong.
What’s up ketamine! I’m definitely not scared at all! 🫠🤠
HE IS COMPLETE
His name: Ketamine
He enjoys baking and calisthenics.
He is always down to party.
I didn’t want to be homophobic
If you support gay marriage reblog this. If you're on the homophobic side, keep scrolling.
As a bisexual, it sickens me that some people WILL keep scrolling.