Finla - ☆Your Worst Nightmare ☆

Right, considering the current state of corporate politics on this site, and that it seems that only those affected seem to be actively speaking on the matter, it is up to I, the only fucking cishet on tumblr, to drag this out to a wider audience.

REBLOG IF YOUR ACCOUNT IS A TRANSFEM SAFE SPACE.

We need to show these higher ups how much we truly value them.

#cannibal coping

Reblog if you say "Y'all"

what about girls??

lesbian edition

Ah yes, how to kiss a boy...

● Walk towards him.

● Gently cup his face as he finally looks towards you after years of being the one watching when he's not.

● Suddenly kiss him with vigor as you hold his face your hand, resisting his attempts to pull away.

● Finally pull away and give him another, sweeter, truer, short kiss.

● Proceed to pull back and wring your hands around his neck.

● Kiss him again as you watch the scales fall into your favor, as least for you, not to others

● Pull away and continue to wring his neck as you are racked with bullets unto your sides, staining your White Coat of Death red

● Give him one final smile as blood drips from your mouth and you finally collapse, letting go of his neck with the last thing you see being him finally looking at you and actually seeing you in full for the first and last time of your adult lives

● Hit the ground and slowly bleed out, thus solidifying your lifeless corpse as a permanent stencil in his brain that will haunt him years to come alongside the idealized image of his childhood unrequited love that was forever lost the moment that she watched a loved one die the same way and go further distant after going missing several weeks ago presumptively never go be seen again, thus becoming a shadow that follows him as he chases an unretrievable light that you tried to be for him but he denied. You become a ghost that trails behind him that represents who you truly were in life before the moment you died, a gruesome reminder and manifestation of his regret and the heavy reality he faces which strongly contrasts the rosy-lensed personification of a past he can't go back to and yet is still is a very real perception of a human compared to a fairy tale he made in his head. And after all that, become exactly what someone you now forgot warned you you'll become if you did this, a haunting reminder that will curse him for years to come while you die and he lives on as he becomes a victim of your shallow emotions

And maybe survive idk

I'm actually so tired, not just from a lack of sleep