Neither Plague Or Famine Tempered My Courage Nor Did Raids Make Me Cower But His Translucent Skin Made

actually while i'm here, i'm gonna reveal it was me who drew this thing that i doubt anyone even remembers: pickle hyde

do not forget the patron saint of these weeks that we celebrate ourselves proudly and openly in the streets

her name was Marsha P Johnson, and we have her to thank for so much.

remember, the first Pride was a riot, and she was one of the brave souls who endured it to help carve the path which so many of us walk today. she helped found several activist groups regarding LGBT safety and wellbeing. and she was absolutely radiant, too.

thank you, Marsha. we remember you.

no i'm not four days late for the anniversary nooooo /s

Medieval Timber Castle Island Site, Loch Kinord, The Cairngorms, Scotland.

love how Jonathan dead said “if Mina doesn’t survive me I want all of my worldly possessions to go to these other four dudes in my vampire-hunting boy band whom I met a week ago.”

that, my friends, is shared trauma at its finest.

characters who haunt the narrative despite being long gone my beloveds

I heard one of you fuckers stole a selkie skin.

You better give it back or I'll find you and kick you ass.

Finally, some good news.

👉🏿 https://www.nytimes.com/2021/12/16/health/abortion-pills-fda.html

just finished this pattern by craftyintentions and i'm in love <3