#be whatever

[fruit-smoothie]

cringe culture? no, screw that. do whatever you want. embrace the cringe, do the things that make you happy. do whatever you want as long as its legal. you use neopronouns? cool! what are they? you like mlp and are older? hell yeah! whats your favorite piece of lore? you use subset labels? yoo me too! you identify with xenogenders? thats cool! can you tell me a few? you kin? great! even if i dont know much about kinning, feel free to tell me about it! youre style is different? what flavour of different? i wanna hear about it! stimming? fuck yeah!! what are some of your stims? you make mini labels to describe youre experience of neurodivergency? what are some? they sound cool! tone tags! i use them too! people are hard to understand. typ1n& qu1rK$ (typing quirks)? cool! make sure to add translations though!

point is, i do not care who you are, do whatever the fuck you want! cosplay, stim in public, wear bright colors, whatever! enjoy yourself! embrace the parts of you others suppress! you do you, stranger friend! :]] love ya <3

[gloom-and-doom-in-my-room]

Fuck it. Every character ever is now trans or nonbinary.

[jeanxgrcy-blog]

|| Office Hours ||

Deerfield Community College

Department of Psychology

Early afternoon

The windows at the rear of Jean’s office creaked and tapped against their frames, in protest of the current weather outside. Little spurts of wind buffeted against the frames, before breaking themselves on the firm wood, and dispersing. Jean barely noticed the din; instead the ever-studious Dr. Jean Grey’s trusty red pen glided just over the pages of a report, diligently marking mistakes, her neat, looping script leaving advice in the margins. Then a particularly strong gust of cool wind snapped open the windows; leaves rustled against the screen as the air forced itself through, spilling against her back, through her long, curled hair, and across her desk, scattering the relative mountain of papers Jean had been working on most of the afternoon.

“Shit,” Jean hissed out, clawing in the air after her papers; nails scraped against paper, emitting a dry, raspy sound, before they ultimately slipped out of her grasp. Jean’s chest heaved with a sigh as she trudged over to where her papers were scattered, knelt and and began to gather them in a heap next to her.

The stack was nearly finished, when the door to her office swung open with another rush of air, and once again the papers flew out of Jean’s grasp. Biting back a curse, Jean reached to gather her papers with as much speed as possible, to spare herself being in this embarrassing position any longer, while murmuring a perfunctory, and a bit sheepish, “Can I help you?”

[licoricedreams]

i don't care about your sexuality sorry

[kauwprints-blog]

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[galactical-thoughts]

Can't wait until Halloween

[everthingbutnothingatall]

Friendly reminder for everyone, what you look like and what ethnicity you are has no bearing on :

a) your personality

b) any skills or talents you have

Culture has no play in those things, colour has no say. The only thing i do not consider relevant when meeting a person is the stereotypes associated with a physical aspect of them. Before gender, sex,colour, height, any external factor; you are a person and i see that alone. That matters. Never feel shame for liking a thing, regardless of what a heavily biased society has led you to believe.

-Dearly, addressed to anyone coming at me with that “ I know it doesn’t fit my image,Do i look like a person who would...,etc” Bullshit