🌿🪵Formerly Apollosdragonson 🪵🌿

He/Him | 16 yrs | lover of all things art, nature, and anti-capititalism | Cultually Jewish

[bear-currently-in-training]

(Updated) Intro Post!

Greetings!

You can call me Cedar! (Online name for anonymity because my irl name is very recognizable). I use he/him pronouns and I'm currently in highschool.

A couple short things about me!

I am Jewish, born and raised! My mother is very religious, and while I am not (for many reasons) I still heavily identify as jewish. As my Zaida once said, "I could convert, and dedicate my entire life to the church and I would still *die a Jew*.

I am otherkin and a therian. In terms of being otherkin I am a nightfury, general western dragon and a Watcher (EVO smp). Im still figuring out what my therotype is but I'm pretty sure im a dark brown wolfdog! I am also deer-hearted

im a trans, autistic gay man. I started testosterone October 2025 (yay me!!! /Gen)

My great great grandfather was a professional artist, and was very successful in his area. I like to think I carry some of him in me, being an artist myself. (I picked one of my middle names after him)

I have a two year old brother. Online his name will be Brotato (long story)

When I graduate I'm going for a degree in ecology or forestry!

I am a very strong leftist and anti-capitalist (thanks, mom!). I'm still trying to figure myself out as well as look into different political groups to find one that fits me and what I believe in so I won't say I'm one or the other. I do agree with a lot of socialist and communist values and ideas, though I wouldn't call myself one (yet)

@cedar-reviews-books is my bookblr and reading blog! I post book reviews and reblog/make book related posts!

DNI LIST (no wiggle room)

The obvious stuff, transphobic, homophobic, racist, sexist, abilist all that bigot stuff

Anti Endo-system (one of my best friends is an Endo system and you best be damned I'm supporting them)

Anti-self diagnosis

Any harmful paraphilias (yes even if you're no-contact)

DNI LIST (thin ice)

(these are mostly just things that I try to avoid as to not get caught in discourse, or because it makes me personally uncomfortable, but If you find yourself in this list, please don't take it personally, you're probably lovely!)

God spouses

Christians

Physical (alterhuman) shifters

Shifters (people who claim to shift into alternate universes)

Nsft blogs

South park fans (IK some of y'all can be chill, one of my irl bsf is one of y'all but there's too many weird fans online)

Agre or petre blogs

My askbox and DMs are always open if you wanna chat, say hello, ask a question or really anything. I really like talking to people! (Even if I'm not good at it lol

[bisforbutch]

Hey white people. Fat is not an ethnicity. You are an oppressed group who deserves so much better but fat is a body type anyone can have or develop. White fat people have no right to speak over black people and the trend has been common for decades even tho fat is not the new black, nor disability, nor transness when there are black peoples, native peoples, brown and asian peoples you're straight up the fuck ignoring.

This is a blanket post because I am talking about fat white people, a beautiful group irregardless who taught me alot about self love and autonomy but that is why I am reminding you what I reminded my dear friends growing up.

You are a real minority but you are white first. And it shows in your values from how you came up. It shows in critical lack of class solidarity. It shows in the privilege to not have to unlearn baseline insecurity, harassment behaviors, racism and misogyny.

This is no chastisement, just a reminder. If people like you taught me things, its my turn. The hillbillies I grew up with taught me that they were white first and fought for and with me because of that truth of privilege.

This is the class expectation I expect from black people and white people who follow me. One side is handling these expectations better and it hurts all of our growth.

Reblog this, won't ya?

[mxwhore]

i love you lab grown diamonds i love you slavery-free chocolate i love you community gardens i love you fact that the insulin patent was sold for $1 i love you locally produced meat and milk i love you streets turned into walkable parks i love you little reminders that Things Do Not Have To Be This Way and there are people working to build a better world!!

[aetherograph]

i love you smog tests for cars i love you clean air regulations i love you HEPA filters i love you dam removal i love you planting native gardens i love you monarch butterflies (up 64% in 2026!) i love you working for decades to bring the condors back from zero to 300+ in the wild i love you inventing little machines to pick up the plastic fishing nets and other trash in the sea i love you occupational health and safety regulations i love you environmental protection agencies i love you unions i love you social aid programs i love you food not bombs i love you sea shepherds i love you most countries stopping industrial whaling and more humpback whales now than ever before i love you saving the forests i love you little libraries i love you take what you need cupboards/fridges i love you secular food pantries i love you public bathrooms i love you all-ages playgrounds i love you museums i love you aquariums + zoos i love you restoring peregrine falcons to nyc i love you letting beavers fix the river i love you releasing wolves into the wild i love you bison recovery efforts i love you landback i love you reducing light pollution i love you freeway sound baffle walls i love you advertising bans i love you public outreach and education i love you maria montessori i love you queer clinics i love you people working really hard and succeeding at fixing the world and making it safer for all living beings!

[stardustschild]

Apparently my director went to see a production of West Side Story a few years ago, and the guy playing Chino forgot his gun before coming out for his final scene. Once it got to the big scene where he is supposed to shoot Tony, he screeched “Poison Boots” and kicked the actor playing Tony until he went down. The girl playing Maria then had to jerk the shoe off of Chino’s foot, and had to do the gunshot scene asking “How many kicks Chino? How many kicks, and one kick left for me”. 

[tbbackus]

There should be a blog dedicated to theatrical urban legends. Like that opening weekend of Dracula where Dracula (still hungover) vomited all over the audience during the first stage direction that everyone has a friend of a friend that worked on the show and was there.

[crutchie-morris]

or the one where the bridge never came out for Javert’s suicide and so he just pretended to stab himself and then lay there until the lights went out

[musicofthestage]

best story i heard was when a friend of mine saw a show where juliet forgot to bring the dagger out on stage so she just ripped the squib out of her chest and blood squirted everywhere

[agatharights]

During a passion play a friend of my brother was supposedly in, one of the roman soldiers who was supposed to stab jesus on the cross and accidentally grabbed the wrong spear- he was supposed to grab one with a fake tip, but instead he grabbed one with an actual metal tip and, well

Jesus screamed “JESUS CHRIST YOU STABBED ME”.

Since that Jesus had to be taken down due to a bad case of stab-itis, the backup Jesus came in, but he weighed significantly less than the original Jesus- which would have been fine, except that at the end the cross was supposed to ascend upwards with Jesus on it, and the weights hadn’t been adjusted.

So Jesus, instead, ROCKETED UP into heaven (or, just, above the stage).

[soulpunchftw]

This is wild from start to finish

[totalspiffage]

I was in Peter Pan once and one night at a performance, the adhesive holding our Hook’s mustache on was wearing off. It was near the end with a big fight scene and when he got attacked, he let his mustache fall and went “YOU RIPPED MY MUSTACHE OFF!” in a scandalized tone and it added a new note of hilarity to the whole scene (which was supposed to be funny anyway)

[punkbatsarchive]

In my seventh grade play, which was a midsummer night’s dream, Thisbe didn’t have a sword so she stabbed herself with a coathanger

[redheadeddisneyfreak]

My junior year we were doing Romeo and Juliet and after Juliet poisons herself it was supposed to go dark and she’d get off the stage. well the light crew accidentally turned them back on and Juliet who was sitting up slammed back down on the wooden bed with a loud bang. To which my theater teacher says into the com “zombie Juliet” and everyone who heard that had to keep as quiet as possible while our eyes were filling with tears.

[sammywhatammy]

i attended my county’s performing arts high school majoring in vocal studies, (mostly geared towards musical theater and opera styles) and once a year we got a field trip to new york (we were in jersey, so it’s not exactly far). we would do one touristy thing, an actor’s workshop with friends of our teachers working in various performing industries in nyc, and then see a show. 

my first year doing this, our industry contacts were 1 actor, 1 casting director, and 1 producer to get different aspects of the business, and they all gave us amazing advice and told fantastic stories. the actor in question was Zazu on Broadway’s The Lion King for several years, and told the best story by far.

in The Lion King, there are only two pieces of pre-recorded noise in the whole show. one, when Pumbaa does a MASSIVE fart while fighting the hyenas, and the other being Mufasa saying REMEMBERRRRRR as Simba climbs Pride Rock. the actor told us while struggling not to laugh that, during one night’s performance, someone forgot to flip the tape of these pre-recorded noises.

so, at the end of the show, the great climax where Simba finally accepts his place in the Circle of Life, the heavens parted and-

PFFFFFFFFFRRRRRBTFTBTBFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

everyone froze. and then all ran off stage positively HOWLING with laughter.

the lesson: sometimes there are fuck ups you just can’t recover from.

[cinder-ember]

During a high school production of Beauty and the Beast, where I was assistant costumer and assistant prop master, our director decided that we needed to spice up Gaston’s introduction. You know: in the movie, when Lefou runs in trying to catch the duck/goose that Gaston has just shot out of the sky?

Originally, the actors were going to stroll on stage with our Lefou hauling in the really neat (and real!) taxidermied deer head that we had found in a local thrift store. Now, two days before opening night, our director wants Lefou to run in from off stage and catch a stuffed duck that Gaston has just shot. This, of course, requires two things to work properly as a scene: a gunshot noise, and a stuffed duck.

The gunshot noise, we had covered. Blue-collar, redneck school? Guns a plenty to record. The stuffed duck? Harder than you might have thought to obtain.

Three hunting stores, two taxidermists, and one Pet Supply Store ™, I’d finally found a semi-realistic pheasant squeaky toy. What follows is an account of the ways this dog toy managed to be the nightmare prop of the six show run.

Opening Night: The stagehand, who was supposed to drop the bird from the ceiling catwalk, missed his cue and didn’t drop the it. Lefou’s actor rolls with it and does an excellent job of looking around foolishly before getting cuffed upside the head by Gaston. The stagehand then drops the bird squarely on Gaston’s head. Cue laughter.

Saturday Matinee: Different stagehand throws the bird instead of dropping it and beans Lefou directly in the face with the prop. Lefou falls over. Cue laughter.

Saturday Night: Bird is missing during curtain call. Director hauls the deer head down from it’s place on the tavern wall and tells Gaston and Lefou to revert to the old blocking i.e. no gunshot, no bird, just walk in with trophy. During Gaston and Lefou’s conversation, gun shot sound goes off and a stagehand throws the bird onto the stage…from the wrong side of the stage. Lefou and Gaston stare at it in awkward silence for a solid thirty seconds before Lefou makes off-script, subtle joke about Gaston’s gun going off late instead of early. Cue adults in the audience laughing.

Sunday Matinee: Director begs the stagehands to get the cue right at least once. Gunshot and bird prop go off without a hitch. Lefou accidentally catches the prop when it falls from the catwalk. He’s so startled that he caught it that Gaston runs right in to him. They drop both the gun and the bird props, and grab the wrong prop in their scramble. Gaston spends the rest of the scene gesturing dramatically with a stuffed pheasant, instead of a gun.

Sunday Night:  Director is fed up with bird prop, decides that Lefou should just carry bird prop in after gunshot happens off stage. Lefou accidentally squeezes the prop during the intro conversation, startling both actors into silence with the squeaky toy noise - apparently, neither of them realized it was a dog toy.

Monday Elementary School Show: Lefou walks on stage with the bird. Accidentally drops the prop during conversation with Gaston. Gaston doesn’t notice the dropped prop and steps on it. Cue depressingly sad squeaky toy noise. Cue ten years olds laughing.

[fat-hippie]

I was in Twelfth Night during high school and we were lucky enough to have identical twin girls playing Viola and Sebastian. Due to the blocking in the first half of the play, their characters didn’t appear on stage together but rather almost consecutively one after the other for a majority of the first act.

It was awesome because when people saw the play and didn’t know the girls were identical twins, it literally looked like it was one actor doing multiple, uber fast costume changes.

One of our first performances was for our peers and it was a big school so lots of people didn’t know the twins. This - for some reason - was also the performance they chose to record.

Listening to the confusion of the audience during the playback was fantastic and completely topped by the moment Viola walked off stage left just as Sebastian walked on stage right and someone right beside the camera goes “OH WHAT THE FUCK” so loudly it drowned out everything else.

The best thing? That was the copy of the play that was made available for purchase by family and parents. Haha.

[whereismyvillage]

Oh my god. I went to one of the Spiderman shows where he flew out above the audience and then got stuck and had to awkwardly hang there for about 10 minutes, but these stories are brilliant.

[andthereisnotragedyinthat]

okay so, my senior year of high school and I’m part of the stage crew for Peter Pan. There’s a scene where Hook and Smee are searching for Peter and the Lost Boys. Now the theater department at my high school isn’t very well funded (in the southern USA, football is king), so the sets we managed to make were pretty kickass for the money we had. We had a structure painted like a big tree stump for the entrance to the Lost Boys’ hideout. You could climb to the top of it, but also go inside it through a trap door that we kept locked up during most of the play.

It’s like our third show and everything has been going surprisingly well. Hook and Smee climb to the top of the “tree trunk”, supposedly looking for Peter and not knowing they’re standing above his hiding spot the whole time.

Turns out someone didn’t close the trapdoor properly, because the second Hook steps on it, he plunges through the thing. He’s able to catch himself, but he’s got his ass and one leg dangling through this hole where it’s like a ten foot drop to the ground. All of us stage crew are literally two feet away from him offstage, just gaping at him because???? Y'all this fall looked BAD. Looked like my dude did the splits in mid air. The whiplash caused his fucking wig to come off. The audience is dead silent, all of us backstage are dead silent, the director is like already looking up how to treat a broken groin.

The kid who was playing Hook was like a fuckin sophomore and he KILLED it. He gave himself a second to catch his breath, never broke character, just looked up at his castmate and growled “Smee, you fool, help me up!”. He ended up playing off the wig thing as an embarrassing comedic bit for Hook, and the play went on. He was completely fine. It was the best thing I’d ever seen.

[squidspawn]

There was an infamous performance of the opera Don Giovanni where in the last act Giovanni was suppose to be dragged into hell via trapdoor but the overweight actor got stuck, leading someone from the audience to shout: “Hey everyone, Hell’s full!!” 

[sarahviehmann]

I’m pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before but the Lefou story has me in tears every time.

[dwlostcompanion]

As someone who did Tech stuff in High school for 4 years, Lefou!

[five-very-happy-years]

I was a costumer on a stage version of Titanic, and in the scene where the women and children are getting in the lifeboats, one of the men (who was supposed to be saying goodbye to his wife he knows he will never see again because his is about to die), realized his fake mustache was falling off and instead of playing it cool… he rips it off his face, and hands it to his wife with the line “Something to remember me by”…it was the funniest thing that I have ever seen in my 8 years in theatre, the entire cast lost their shit laughing at the most dramatic moment possible

[edensgardener]

I am laughing so hard I’ve been crying for ten minutes. Thank you

[flmuseumgirl30]

I don’t have anything to add other than I saw a recording of a community (I think) production of Into The Woods and the Milky White prop died too early and everyone stares dumbly at the fallen over cow.

I think Jack ran over and adlibed something about, “I know it’s hard but don’t give up, Milky White!” while righting the prop.

[beggars-opera]

My high school had a rogue director who seemed to choose obscure shows on purpose, and had us do a theatrical adaptation of one of the old Pink Panther movies, where I was incongruously and rather insensitively cast as the Chinese bodyguard, Cato (I am very female and very white).

Anyway, during one scene, I was supposed to be handed a ticking package that was very clearly a bomb sent by the villain. I would gingerly run offstage with the thing held at arm’s length before there was the sound of an explosion and a large puff from our smoke machine. Well, one night the smoke machine malfunctioned before the package even got delivered and smoke started filling the stage. Inspector Clouseau, without missing a beat, started ranting about how I was always burning his dinner.

[rpepperpotshipssciencebros]

During a college production of Jesus Christ Superstar, the cross started to tilt during the crucifixion scene. All of us in the audience were holding our breath, willing it to stay in place, but to no avail. The cross, with Jesus firmly attached, keeled over ¾ of the way through the scene. The actor (who wasn’t hurt, thank goodness) continued on as if nothing had happened. Unfortunately, the next line was, “My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?” Yeah, we all lost it.

[onetwistedmiracle]

I wanted this thread of hilarity to never, ever end.

[annmcn]

Comedy of Errors. Antipholus was berating Dromio, and at the peak of the rant, a cell phone went off. Antipholus stopped, had mad gleam in his eyes, then said the next line

WILL YOU NOT ANSWER ME?

Entire house was in tears

[isuggestlandback]

Let's talk about privilege!

The conversation of privilege, and who has access to privilege, is one of the conversations that tumblr seems to be the worst at having, so let's talk it through!

A lot of people have the misconception that privilege works like an on/off switch. Either you 100% have it, or you don't.

But privilege works less like a switch, and more like a mixing board.

(ID: a mixing board with many toggles, sliders, and dials)

Privileges interact with each other in different ways, and different privileged people may have more or less access to those privileges if they face oppression in other ways.

A white man and a Native american man may both benefit from male privilege, but a Native american man does not have the same access to male privilege that a white man does. A gay man does not have the same access to male privilege that a straight man does.

A disabled white person does not have the same access to white privilege that an able white person does. A white transgender person does not have the same access to white privilege that a white cisgender person does.

A cisgender Black woman does not have the same access to cisgender privilege that a white cisgender woman has.

While a post op masc presenting trans man with 10 years on testosterone may benefit from male privilege a closeted, fem presenting transgender man does not have that same access.

Privilege does not exist in a vacuum. Misogyny, racism, transphobia etc are not just individual acts, they are SYSTEMS of oppression, and those systems intersect with each other.

Intersectionality was coined by Black american activist and author Kimberlé Crenshaw in 1989 to describe the relationship between anti-Black racism and misogyny and the way that intersection impacts Black women. Feminist scholar Moya Bailey would later coin the word misogynoir to describe this specific intersection in 2008. Transmisogyny, coined by white american feminist author Julia Serano in 2007, is another example of one of these crucial intersections, and describes the deadly intersection of misogyny and transphobia that transfeminine people face.

Tumblr gets so hyperfocused on individual forms of oppression that we forget to consider intersectionality, and the way that our individual experiences of oppression and privilege interact. This is not serving any of us. It's on each and every one of us to learn about our privileges and find a way to use them for the common good.

Some forms of privilege, like white privilege or class/wealth privilege are near universal, and can override some forms of oppression. Consider how often white wealthy autistic men have their bad behaviour excused and explained away, in a way that would not be done for a poor, racialized autistic woman. Looking at you, Elon!

In the americas wealth and whiteness are privileged above all else. If you're a white marginalized person, you need to be aware of the ways that your white privilege lifts you above the racialized members of your community.

I'm First Nations, I experience oppression and racism based on my Indigenous background. I'm also light skinned, and I have a white mother. Even though I'm not (fully) white, I have more access to white privilege than visibly First Nations people because of my partial white ancestry, and my mother's white privilege. When I was young we were very poor and often utilized the local food bank. The resources were limited, and sometimes people were turned away due to low supply. If there's not enough to go around, who do you think is more likely to be prioritized: a brown Native mother with Native kids, or a white mother with Native kids? I materially benefited from HER white privilege.

Privilege is also not static. It may change as a person's circumstances or identity change. As a child I was darker skinned than I am now. As I aged, spent less time outdoors, and became lighter skinned, I gained more access to white privilege. I also used to need mobility aids 24/7, as my health has improved and I gained more mobility I also gained more access to the privilege that able bodied people have.

My being a light skinned Native with partial white ancestry means that non-Native people are more likely to listen to me than they are darker skinned Natives. This gives me an opportunity to share information about my people and our history that other natives may not get. That's privilege.

Your homework is to think on your specific intersections of privilege, (and we ALL have some kind of privilege) and consider the ways that you can use those privileges to lift up less privileged members of your community.

Thanks for reading.

Ekosi

[kinnoriv]

And I better NOT see any slander on these this Passover

[poetrylesbian]

being very fat means that sometimes you will encounter a chair that is so spindly, so fragile, so delicate. sometimes you will encounter a chair that is made of matchsticks and dreams. and has a seat the size of an ipad. a chair that resembles a newly born deer taking its first shaky steps. being very fat means that sometimes a thin person will offer this chair to you as a seat and not even think about it. meanwhile you, the fat person, if you listen very closely and with an open heart, can actually hear the chair whimpering and coughing like a sick victorian child. a thin person will offer this chair to you, a very fat person, and you have to look at them. and then the chair. and then your hips. and back at them. and be like. let's be real. can we please be real for a second. can we please use our spatial awareness right now. like it's okay we are allowed to use our spatial awareness when it comes to my ass. it's all good.

[wordfather]

collecting these

[bear-currently-in-training]

TW: de-realization, de-personalization, dissociation (I think??? honestly bros i have no idea what is happening)

Constantly Feeling like you're very mind and soul are fragmented into diffrent beings and having your head constantly morphing in a way way that changes YouTM....

Having these feelings for years of not owning your own mind and having periods where you have no idea who or what you are, (even to the point where I once only vaguely remembered why I was in a car and who was around me and Freaked The Fuck OutTM quite obviously and painfully, while my mother was driving, for no seeming reason) only to constantly push them down and ignore it all because you don't want to face what it might mean....

is not a normal experence.... is it?

[lanaflowerz]

[fat-transmasc-experience]

fat Black trans boys, ilysm. you are not more intimidating just because you are bigger, you are not "more masculine" just because you are Black, you are beautiful and handsome and deserve the world that has been denied to you. ily

[crabussy]

white people in this country are so scared of anything māori. it would be funny if it wasn't so deeply sad

[crabussy]

a few years ago there was national outrage and an attempt to boycott an entire chocolate company. not for unethical cocoa sourcing (whittakers makes an active effort to source all its cocoa beans 100% ethically). not for anything actually worth boycotting. nope! the outrage was over ONE special edition block of chocolate that was written in te reo māori instead of english. the main complaint from pākehā online? "we don't understand what it says! how are we supposed to know what we're buying!!!" I don't know man. I truly don't know how to help you if you can't understand that this is milk chocolate. no hope for you at all

[tjwock]

*33%*??? That chocolate bar is as white as the settlers in New Zealand.

[crabussy]

woe. 92% cocoa ghana blend intense dark chocolate be upon ye

[your-naked-magic-oh-dear-lord]

33% is the average for milk chocolate?

[this-is-trans-joy]

Okay, definitely not on theme, and definitely not an original thought, but I hate how people will post about their kids or family members with Down’s Syndrome and make it all about them. Always saying shit like “this is what true happiness looks like!” “they are the sunshine in my life!” “they are always so happy and loving!” and it’s like… you are treating them like a puppy dog. That is how you describe a fucking pet. You are being weird as fuck right now. I saw a video on my fyp that was like “Happy World Down’s Syndrome Day, my friend (who did not have Down’s Syndrome) took his own life recently, but he had a friend with Down’s Syndrome and he was such a light in all of our lives!” and I’m like… why the fuck are you talking about your friend’s suicide on World Down’s Syndrome Day instead of talking about your friend with Down’s Syndrome?? As if he could only be spoken about in relation to someone else he made feel good because apparently that’s the only thing that matters about him.

It honestly feels on a similar level to how people will post about their autistic kids and make it all about them, but will always say negative shit like “autism has ruined our lives!” “autism has taken my child!” etc. etc. like you’re still fully dehumanising these people and making it about their role in your life. Your autistic kid isn’t there to make you feel good about yourself for putting up with them and your kid with Down’s Syndrome isn’t there to always provide you with joy and happiness. They’re a fucking person?? They’re not always going to be fucking happy, and you need to start treating them like their feelings aren’t so basic and black and white compared to yours. As if they’re a fucking dog.

Like, idk I already think its abhorrent posting videos of your kids, especially when your kid is in a vulnerable position, or exploiting their disability as a way to get views but I feel like a lot of people have started to agree that posting negative videos about your disabled kid is Wrong and Bad (or at least, they should) but I see absolutely none of the same energy for this dehumanising positivity about people with Down’s Syndrome as if their whole purpose is to make other people feel good. Can everyone please be fucking normal about Down’s Syndrome. It’s not the “always happy” syndrome and that’s a fucked up thing to expect from them.

[ithelpstodream]

[darkerskin-deactivated20170723]

Take this with you

[honeybrowns]

to all my white followers who stew in unnecessary guilt trying to come to terms with the privilege you have, watch this

[isuggestlandback]

If you are a white passing person of colour it is your duty to use that privilege to protect other people of colour!

[ithelpstodream]

[cookie-sheet-toboggan]

so is Victory

[ashermajestywishes]

LOVE TRIANGLE

[bsparrow]

Don’t forget Truth (Coming Out of Her Well to Shame Mankind)

[justrollinon]

This must be why the Trump administration hates them all 

[acciowine]

The Four Horsewomen of the Trumpocalypse.

[krustybunny-deactivated20221129]

I’ve never reblogged anything so quick

[spectrometon]

The Ultimate Squad, comin’ to wreck your shit and save the world

[quentineliot]

Rb for that art doe

[identicaltwinhalfbrother]

Dignity here to join the girl posse.

[brainwad]

AVENGERS ASSEMBLE

[becomeunsolved]

reblogging for the second time

[athelind]

ALWAYS REBLOG

[cydonianlady]

Reblogging because I don’t think Dignity was on it last time I saw it.

[thenightling]

Dignity is rare on this site. 

[lylahammar]

skinny ppl learn to shut the fuck up when the conversation isn't about you challenge

[jay-rayart]

When I was in 5th grade a girl told me that “black boys couldn’t be pretty” it took me a long time to see something worthwhile in the mirror