The Thing I Always Forget About Writing A Long Smutty Oneshot, I Say, Putting Down The Sunday Paper And

the thing i always forget about writing a long smutty oneshot, i say, putting down the sunday paper and sucking pensively on my pipe, is the continuously, shockingly horny state of mind it leaves you in. not even this post is safe, look at it, the sucking of my pipe, i can't escape the innuendo, the ambiguity, the entendre of doubles, someone grant me release-- oh no, again, i did it again, fu-- NO

I love my men sassy.

#you know i love a london boy

@lgbtqcreators creator bingo | comfort

Spike has more humanity without a soul than most people do with. Including Angel. I said what I said. 😤

He didn’t have a soul.

He didn’t have a soul.

He didn’t have a soul.

He didn’t have a soul.

He didn’t have a soul.

He didn’t have a soul.

He didn’t have a soul then he went and got it back, for her, because his humanity was stronger than the monster inside.

🥹🥹🥹

Me, watching this ep:

Me, any of the many times I think of this scene all this time later:

We should form a support group.

DOOMSDAY

Doctor Who (2005 - )

This would have triggered my C-PTSD so bad if I didn't know in advance. Reblogging for everyone with a condition that being startled is not conducive to.

hey btw if you're in the USA at  2:20 p.m. ET on Wednesday, Oct. 4, they're testing the emergency broadcast system. your phone is probably going to make a really loud noise, even if it's on silent. there's a backup date on the 11th if they need to postpone it.

if you're not in a safe situation and have an extra phone, you should turn that phone completely off beforehand.

additionally, if you're like me, and are easily startled; i recommend treating it like a party. have a countdown or something. be surrounded by your loved ones. take the actions you personally need to take to make yourself safe.

i have already seen mockery towards any person who feels nervous about this. for the record, it completely, completely valid to have "emergency broadcast sounds" be an anxiety trigger. do not let other people make fun of you for that. emergency sounds are legitimately engineered to make us take action; those of us with high levels of anxiety and/or neurodivergence are already pre-disposed to have a Bad Time. sometimes it is best to acknowledge that the situation will be triggering for some, and to prepare for that; rather than just saying "well that's stupid, it's just a test."

"loud scary sound time" isn't like, my favorite thing, but we can at least try to prevent some additional anxiety by preparing for it. maybe get yourself a cake? noise cancelling headphones? the new hozier album? whatever helps. love u, hope you're okay. we are gonna ride it out together.

My queer ass, anytime I learn of queer acceptance stories.

You're all welcome here. I accept you.

❤️🩷🧡🤎💛💚🩵💙🤍🩶🖤

nothing has been more important to my being queer than when i went to my first pride parade, got seperated from my group, had a panic attack about it and was sitting on the side of the road holding a tiny genderfluid flag and freaking out. then this six foot five drag queen in four inch heels appeared from literally nowhere and sat down next to me. i, this scared-shitless trans bi kid at pride for the first time, very nervously told her she looked pretty and i told her my name and that i got lost and didn't feel like i should be at pride and she held my hand and said "oh, honey, everybody deserves to be here, especially you. pride is for everybody who's ever gotten lost, who's been scared of who they are or where they are. you think we never been scared before? pride's for you, honey, because you're scared. you don't have to be proud right now, but you're gonna be one day, honey, i'm sure of it."

i found my group soon after that and i never saw that queen again but to this day i am convinced i met an angel.

so yeah. pride is for you. pride is for all of us.