a fanmix for that feeling you get when you read another mix description; characters described in vague terms, girls with power and boys with tragedies; metaphors abound like flowers in a meadow, their petals heavy with rain; i don’t recognize any of these fucking bands

stop acting as if transphobia is only enacted by uneducated or religious people. stop distancing yourself from transphobia because you’re an atheist or an educated cis person. stop saying that religion is the root of transphobia. just stop it.

By equating transphobia to religion you’re erasing religious trans people as well as letting non-religious bigots slip under the rug.

And that in itself is transphobia.

A message to my followers (even you): i hope everyone has a great winter. wishing love, laughs, riches, happiness, and great times. happy new year!

the good part about who you choose to leave behind in the fade is that the dialogue choice says that person will “likely" die, so i mean 

• leave hawke behind: hawke begins to talk and doesn’t stop talking. hawke fights the nightmare while spitting out ludicrous puns rapid-fire. hawke recites the tale of the champion between blows, including varric’s purple prose. the nightmare tries to eat hawke but hawke’s still going. hawke can’t be stopped. the nightmare realizes this has been a terrible mistake. the nightmare casts hawke out of the fade. varric punches hawke, hugs hawke, attaches hawke by rope to his wrist. they’re never parted again. 
• leave alistair behind: "if the warden was here—oh, maker’s breath, have i told you about the warden? the hero of ferelden? the best person ever in the history of thedas? laughs in the face of danger, ha ha ha! knows exactly what gifts to buy, too, which is even harder than killing an archdemon. which we’ve done, not to mention. together. in between all the gift-giving. tell me, is it difficult having all those eyes? what about all those legs? leg cramps must be the worst. but i am taking this seriously. i’m just saying that i stopped caring about my own nightmares a long while back. you can kill me, but it’s not as though you can frighten me. mabari puppies. dinner in denerim. that one time wynne actually darned my socks. i’m sorry, am i ruining the mystique of this gloomy place? you’d probably like morrigan. she can turn into a giant spider. should i get the two of you together?” the fade spits alistair out some days later. he kisses the ground and runs free. 
• leave stroud behind: well yeah i guess he probably dies. sorry buddy

can we stop adding “i see you ignoring this” to posts like all youre doing is making people paranoid and guilt tripping them to reblog your post(which is basically the same thing as “if you dont reblog this youre heartless!!”) sooooo

okay i know i made a post about this before but it got next to no notes. my family cannot afford to pay all our bills right now. my mom doesnt work and my dad NEEDS to work less because of his health. we also need our car to be fixed which will cost $1300. PLEASE, i am actually begging you, donate to me on paypal at luberkids@yahoo.com. if you cant then reblog this. i am desperate!!!!

surprise your friends at rock paper scissors by throwing a punch instead

'mmm whatcha say' is like. this slow burning meme. it kinda crops up now and again and everyone understands it and then it goes back under for a little while. i love it. i love this meme.