- center for black equity
- homeless black trans woman fund
- miss major’s monthly fundraising circle
- pay black trans women
- marsha p johnson institute
- google doc full of organizations and funds
also, i know many pride events have been cancelled due to covid-19, but if you are going in public to protest or to another event, please be careful and wear a mask. covid is still going on through all this
Listen okay I know ships are great and all but there is nothing as good as getting to see a group of disasters slowly become a family even if they don’t realize it and then someone’s in danger and suddenly everyone’s like….don’t you fucking touch my family and there’s a moment of realization that they’d all die for each other in a heartbeat and that will always be better than any ship could ever hope to be
NEVER TURN THE ZOOM OFF.
NOT EVEN IN BED
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Hey y'all! I was able to get my top surgery in March so now I’m looking for a home for my old binders. I bought them from gc2b and both binders are size Small. FYI I wore the non-rainbow binder almost every day for over two years so it’s a bit stretched out and discolored. I only wore the rainbow binder a few times so it’s nearly like new! If you want one or both binders send me a non-anonymous ask or message. I can pay shipping unless it’s international (outside the US)
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Thank you!!! I hope you enjoy!! I hope Jerejean is okay.
To put it mildly, Jean was not accustomed to being touched gently. The last gentle hand he remembers is his mother’s, touching his face as she sent him away. He has long since forgotten the words she spoke, and even her face is cloudy to him now, but the memory of the touch of her hand on his cheek was a balm for the eleven years he spent at Evermore.
He feared he would never be touched gently again, until Renee came for him with soothing words and hands cradling his face. He flinched away from her, but she didn’t judge him for it, only held him fiercely and pulled him out like an avenging angel.
Jean does not flinch for Jeremy Knox, or any of the Trojans. He treats their handshakes like acts of violence and answers in kind. To Jean, the Trojan Court is a battlefield, and Jean, raised for war, sees the other players as landmines to be avoided.
Jeremy, on the other hand, is naturally tactile. Jean sees how he seeks out his friends’ touch, leans into it like a flower tilts up toward the sun and Jean cannot fathom what it must be like to trust someone enough for that.
It takes time, but he and Jeremy eventually form a genuine friendship. Still, he sees how careful Jeremy is to respect his boundaries and while it’s kind, he won’t let Jeremy deny himself what he needs because of Jean. He trusts Jeremy with this .
“I am not a spooked animal,” he says, watching Jeremy perch himself on Jean’s bed.
Jeremy twists his hands nervously. “I know. I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
Jean puts his book away and moves closer to him, pressing their knees together. “I will not always be okay with this. But I can try. I can get better. This is good.”
Jeremy’s sweet smile lights up the room.
Jeremy was not a stranger to physical affection. He had grown up in a family of huggers and while he would never cross someone’s boundaries, he’s the first to offer a literal shoulder to cry on or a hug of congratulations.
That said, his fear of touching Jean wasn’t entirely based on concern for Jean. Jeremy in a romantic context became more guarded in his touch. He craved it, but he’d been in bad relationship before, been told he was needy and clingy, so it’s just easier to stay away, to put off the hurt.
But when Jean holds him the first time and traces his hand over his face like he’s something to be cherished, something inside Jeremy breaks.
He doesn’t realize it until Jean tilts Jeremy’s head up, frowning. “You’re trembling.”
Jeremy shakes his head and brings Jean’s hand to his chest. “I’m fine, I promise. Just don’t go away, please.”
Jean nods, but he still has that adorable furrow in his brow that Jeremy wants to smooth away with his thumb, his lips, anything. “I won’t, Jere. But I need you to talk to me.”
“I just never thought it would feel like this.”
Jean smiles. “Like what?” he asks, lifting Jeremy’s hand to kiss it.
Jeremy lets out a sigh. “Like that. Safe. Good. Special.”
Jean presses a kiss to his temple. “You are safe. I will never hurt you.” He moves to Jeremy’s wrist. “You are good. You are so good. You deserve good things. And I will give them to you.” He ends with a kiss to his cheek. “You are so special and precious to me, my love. Don’t forget that.”
Jeremy surges forward and kisses him soundly. “Thank you.”
Jean shakes his head. “I love you. I need no thanks for that.”
They fall asleep, together, and happy, and so, so loved.
okay but ronan going to a midnight mass service where he has to look nice and then heading upstairs afterwards and his tie is hanging from his neck and the sleeves of his dress shirt are rolled up and the first few buttons are undone and adam opens the door in just a pair of sweatpants that hang off of his hips just right and messy hair and neither of them know what to do but stare at each other i think about this all the time
BETTER THAN JAR JAR BINKS 🤔
AND THAT, GOLLUM IS!!
When I read it upside down, it says GUCCI. 🧝♂️💰
SIR IAN STANS ONLY