Boylikeme

I am incredibly awkward so talking to me is probably a painful experience. I get obsessed by the most random things. I am gay, I am a nerd, I am a survivor. Just sitting here trying to escape the real world for a while.

[depsidase]

[depsidase]

[the-semicolonoscopy]

It’s Pride Month Eve, so leave out some milk for Freddie Mercury and his cats.

[the-semicolonoscopy]

Time for the annual Pride Month reblog of Freddie Mercury and his fabulous cats!

[depsidase]

[midnights-dragon]

In case anyone is having a bad night

(The best of this post and its reblogs, but with links that work)

Here is a website where you can scroll down to all the different levels of the ocean 

Here is a website where you can see the future of the universe

Here is a website where you can press a ‘make everything okay’ button, over and over, until things really are okay

Here is a website that you can read if you feel like a burden

Here is a website where you can look at strobe illusions (TW strobe/flashing)

Here is a website where you can cut stuff up (TW blood/sh)

Here and here are websites where you can play with sand

Here is a website where you can draw with macaroni and other fun foods

Here is a website where you can paint someone’s nails

Here is a website where you can grow a garden with emojis

Here is a website with hundreds of videos of people hugging you (rightfully dubbed ‘the nicest place on the internet’ because it really is, y’all, it made me cry)

Here is a website that will take you to other useless websites

Here is a website where you can make a tiny cat play bongo drums (and other instruments!)

Here is a website to help give you gentle reminders <3

Here is a website where you can grow a tiny farm

Here is a website where you can take a bunch of scientific personality tests

Here is a website of calm rain noise

Take a breath. It’s going to be okay, I promise.

[tiarasnteakettles]

I know nobody asked for a photoshoot of my kitten wearing the heart of the ocean but in my defense nobody told me I couldn’t either

[rowyngoldeart]

I regret nothing.

[tiarasnteakettles]

I’m crying sksksksk

[fairykukla]

Draw me like Miette

[medievilknights]

You draw Miette?? You draw her like one of your French girls???? Oh! Oh! Ice berg for ship!

[brunhiddensmusings]

[earhartsease]

we cannot draw even a little so you’ll have to imagine we drew this:

miette pushing the heart of the ocean off the handrail into the sea

[florallychaotic]

Im gonna be so real can yall actually talk about ways we can support trans women in the UK instead of giving all the attention to fucking JKR. I already know that Harry Poter sucks, I wanna know how to actually HELP people. Something something you have to love the oppressed more than you hate the oppressor

[snowonthebeachmp3]

trans actual uk - trans led and run advocacy, education and empowerment organisation

fiveforfive - collective fund for trans women and girls and transfem causes

gendered intelligence - trans led advocacy org

mermaids - supports trans youth

akt - lgbtq youth homelessness charity

loving me - domestic abuse service for trans people in england

not a phase - for trans adults

[thashining]

Musk is the biggest government welfare recipient

[aurevoir-mes-amis-deactivated20]

petition to rename the usa ‘south canada’

[mellowminty]

what about alaska

are we then normal canada

[saahs]

canada a bit to the left

[officialvatican]

[conflagreat]

What about South America? Is that just America? Or South South Canada?

[starshipenterprisee-blog]

[danyinfj]

[te-odora]

i cried my ass of laughing

[plonts]

[prinxessleia-deactivated2016032]

WARM CANADA

i caN’T BREATHE OH MY GOD

[hypnomega]

I’m not even from Canada but I approve this change of names

[pebbles5ever]

[sigmatique-deactivated20170313]

M ILKY E H

[bnhoe]

IT HAS RETURNED

[gigglygamer]

FOUND IT

[transmadamegiry-remade-deactiva]

IT IS AN HONOUR TO HAVE THIS GRACE MY DASH

[transmadamegiry-remade-deactiva]

reblogging from myself bc i found this when scrolling through my blog

[not-used-to-being-normal]

Reblogging again because this is too god for not reblog

[tyrannosarcophagous]

this is one of the few posts you have to reblog or else you’ll never see it in a million years besides screenshots

[searching4sarahtonin]

@leo9thecat this one’s for you eh! 😉

[leo9thecat]

@searching4sarahtonin, there’s also this one.

[dduane]

(chuckle)

[victusinveritas]

[glowcowboy]

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

[its-your-mind]

the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw

[beautifulterriblequeen]

We are each other's night sky. No one is alone here.

[dear-ao3]

night sky continues to get brighter. theres always people here for you

[hug-your-face]

via @swatercolor [insta]

[boobieteriat]

American media and the likes of ADL are insulting our intelligence by claiming this is not a nazi salute.

[devils-yui]

I don’t know if this will end up reaching to the right people, and I hope it does, and I don’t know if it’s been mentioned yet. But ICE raids are happening in Bakersfield, California. Immigrations and Customs Enforcements.

For all my Californians out there, and especially those out in Bakersfield right now, and immigrants especially living in CA. Please know your rights, and have a lawyer contact.

The House has just passed the Laken Riley Act, it’s the middle of the night for me right now.

[wildernezz]

hey chat did you guys know there's a whole website with informational videos on the rights you hold when interacting with ICE or witnessing interactions with ICE. all written by immigrants and for immigrants. idk man it'd be a shame if people watched these informational videos y'know.

We Have Rights

[wildernezz]

would also like to say that if you're a minor who wants to fight back but does not know how, is scared to, or is simply unable to for whatever reason: staying educated is a weapon alone.

the first thing a government that wants to hide something will do is keep its people uneducated. it has been shown time and time again in places like hawaii, timor-leste, germany, etc. they want you to never know how to fight back. they want you to never teach future generations how to fight back.

simply staying informed, understanding your rights, and doing whatever research you can on the things they plan to ban are a protest alone.

you will always have a voice no matter what they tell you.

(to add to this, below are a list of books that are said to possibly be challenged/banned in the following years)

[writing-prompt-s]

You’re in charge of assigning every child on Earth the monster under their bed. One child in particular has caused every monster assigned to him/her to quit. You decide to assign yourself.

[kittenwiskers]

Case: #273402 Status: Disastrous.

I stare at the file and realize I have no options, over the last 2 years every monster assigned to Charlotte Dower has quit, every last one. Her first monster; a giant goldfish-faced humanoid named Bubba, had been with her for four years, and then she wasn’t scared of him anymore. After that it was a string of different common, uncommon, and rare monsters… I even assigned a sentient sock monster to her. He came back crying! I look on my tablet, only one assignable monster left; myself. Field work has never been my cup of tea, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So at 8:03 pm, after Mrs. Gideon tucks in Charlotte and her little brother Daniel; I slither into the space beneath Charlotte’s bed. Across the room underneath Daniel’s crib is a rookie, Chico, a standard Creep kind of monster. I turn my attention to the bed above me, Charlotte is still awake but barely, I reach up over the bed and run an ice cold finger over her cheek, silence, so I do it again. “I’m not afraid of you monster!” She whispers, but her voice is shaking. I can see a small clock on the wall 8:14, a door somewhere in the house slams and there is an audible hitch of breath from above me. A few minutes go by I can hear Francis Gideon yelling at his wife. There are heavy footsteps on the stairs, and loud panting breaths, Charlotte scrambles off the bed and… She. CRAWLS. Under. The. Bed. With. Me. “Move. Over!” Charlotte hisses at me. I do. The door to the bedroom slams open and I smell the stench of human intoxicants before the man even steps inside. I know why Charlotte isn’t afraid of any of my monsters; she’s afraid of her own. Francis reaches a hand under the bed and I thrust my wrist into it, he starts to pull, I slither out. “What the…” I cut Francis’s next words off by unfolding to my full 12 foot height. Looming over the drunken man I caress my cold fingers down his face. “If you ever touch, scare, or harm my child again, I will find you, and I will do the same to you, for all eternity.” I promise to him. As Francis runs from the room he soils himself. I pull Charlotte from under the bed, tuck her back under her covers and kiss her forehead goodnight. “I’ll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling.” Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed.

[kittenwiskers]

An end: 

For years I protected her; from Francis, from nightmares, from heartbreak and pain… but Monsters can only do so much for their children, and despite everything I did to stop it - Charlotte grew up. I remember the night that I realized my job was done; Charlotte had just turned 17, she was sitting on the edge of the bed talking excitedly to one of her friends about their plans for her birthday party, and how she wanted a certain boy to come. I had grabbed her ankle and she just looked down and smiled at me, pulling her foot away, “I know! I’ll go to bed soon…” she hissed, but she didn’t. She’d crawled under the covers and turned off the lamp, still talking until the early hours of the morning, when the sky was still dark, but the sun was closer to rising than setting.

I went back to the head office, turning in my file for the night and going to sit at my computer. I marked Charlotte Dower as “Matured” in the system and started scanning for a new assignment. Though in my heart I knew that Charlotte would be my favorite.

The next night I went back to her, to tell her goodbye. I hugged her and held her face in my claws for a long moment. “My Darling, you don’t need me anymore,” I spoke as softly as my voice would allow. “But if you do ever need me, just call for me.” I slipped back under her bed, and heard her sleepy mumble “Okay, Love you.”

She never needed me again, she never called for me.

Charlotte’s children never needed monsters to protect them, to keep them safe from horrors only a monster could know.

I’m retired now, and near my end. Monsters die too; when the last of their children have forgotten them. Charlotte was my favorite yes, but not my last. Monsters always keep going after their favorite child has outgrown them; just in case there is a day that the favorite needs their childhood monster. Charlotte never did.

And now, I’m ready for the end, I can feel it; a quiet peace radiating through my skin, rattling my bones and echoing through my blood. In the morning I’ll be gone, but tomorrow a new monster will be born.

Welcome to the world little one, a child needs you.

[kittenwiskers]

I have a note for all of my lovelies that have read and enjoyed my little story.

I was informed today that my story “The Monster under the bed” was stolen and submitted in some kind of contest in 2020.

While I do not withhold, and have already granted blanket permission for fan-works such as comics, illustrations, readings, and translations, all with proper credit. I do have to draw the line at blatant plagiarism.

Charlotte, Francis, the Monster, and the rest are all my characters that I have created for this story, and I love them the way any artist loves their art. It hurts to know that someone could steal something that I care so deeply about and claim it as their own.

If you happen to see my work someplace that you don’t think it should be, or is being attributed to someone else erroneously, please do not hesitate to email me! [email protected]

[syn4k]

[syn4k]

shoutout to all my mutuals reblogging this wordlessly. we're all going through it