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@xhufflepuffpridex-blog
The continually inspiring magic of HRT. Live your truth!
This makes me so fucking happy
Bless em!! Major support for brave trans sisters.
THEYRE ALL SO BEAUTIFUL!!!
Trans girls are magic, pass it on.
This is incredible! You truly are magic.
Phineas and Ferb gave me unrealistic expectations on how my summer would be
Harry Potter gave me pretty high expectations for school, tho.
My Irish friend didn’t believe me when I told him that in Florida there is literally a wall of orange juice in every grocery store.
Florida. My greatest American stronghold. The center of my power.
tumblr user orangejuiceblogging lives up to their name
All hail the orange juice, and their supreme leader orangejuiceblogging.
this one time I ran a red light on mistake and I didn’t notice it was red until it was too late so I just ran the light screeching like an angry pterodactyl the entire time
a cop was at the intersection so he pulled me over and when he came up to my window he was wheezing cause he was laughing so hard and he said
“ok so i know you ran a red light and that’s really bad and you should never do it again but i’m not gonna give you a ticket cause that was the funniest thing i’ve ever seen and my partner can’t get out of the car cause he’s laughing so hard he’s about to pee himself”
i forgot that i’d had my window open when i ran the red light and the cop told me that all he heard from my car was this really high-pitched “screeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEAAAHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
and that’s how i got out of getting a ticket for running a red light
That is glorious. You have my utmost respect for eternity.
So one time, I was throwing a frisbee, but I forgot how to throw it halfway, so I just clutched it to my chest and hissed “Myyyyyy precccccciousssss...” And backed away slowly.
*folds paper in half* origami
*unfolds a napkin* I’m a master.
Christmas Meeting STARRING ME and Grandmother!
Me: Hey family! :)
Grandmother: Hello.
Me: SO I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT.
Cousin: Cool. What.
Me: I'm bisexual.
Cousin: Nice. So you'll get a girlfriend, right?
Me: Yeah.
Grandmother: ...
Me: What?
Grandmother: Another generation of LGBT people? Oh God.
(My moms are gay, so I mean, yeah)
Me: Sorry. My girlfriend'll be nicer than any guys.
Grandmother: Okay, fine, as long as she's nice.
Me: (I DONT HAVE A GIRLFRIEND YET IM GONNA ASK SOMEONE OUT)
Me: ...okay?
Hi guys. I need advice.
So, I want to tell a girl I like her and ask her out, but I don’t know how. I want to do something Supernatural themed, but I’m worried she’ll reject me.
HELP.
Superwholock Shit (Part ONE)
Doctor: Knock Knock
Sherlock: No.
Supernatural: Who's there?
Sherlock: You're making a huge mistake.
Doctor Who: Do we?
Sherlock: Shit. Not this again, Supernatural, run for your life.
Supernatural: Do we who?
Sherlock: SHIT SHIT SHIT I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS
Sherlock: *hides with shock blanket under a sheet*
Doctor Who: DOOOOOOOOOOOWEEEEEOOOOOOOOODOOOOODOOOOOOO
Sherlock: *ANGUISHED CRIES*
Supernatural: ...well shit sorry life
Let's Play a Game Mi Amigo's!
Answer the following questions and in return I’ll write you LoveLetter From the (Supernatural) character I think best suits you!
1. Favorite Food?
2. Would you sell your soul for a sibling?
3. Angels or Demons?
4. Would you torture your enemy/Would you kill them/ Would you spare their life?
5. Favorite Music?
7. Weapon of choice: Salt/Gun/Angel Blade/Holy Water? (Choose One)
Also Don’t forget to reblog!
1. Sushi! :D
2. Obviously. My sister is annoying but we’re family.
3. Angels! :)
4. I would torture them only for information, or if they harmed someone I love in any way. Hands off, asshole.
5. This is tough. I like soundtrack music, like Doctor Who, Sherlock, etc., but I don’t know my true style; I guess slight emo?
7. (Where’s 6?) I would kill something with a gun! Because I could also use it to annoy neighbors. But I could just leave salt on their door... >:D
Reblog For A Compliment From Team Free Will!
I’ve been feeling depressed lately and I don’t know just making people feel good makes me happy, Because at least I can do some good in this world. ♥
So if you want a sweet message from the whole Free Will Team REBLOG.
*reblogs because I’m a lonely potato with no life*
MARATHON! WOO!
I JUST WATCHED MY BABY NEWT AND STEVEN STRANGE IN MY LOCAL CINEMA WITH MY FRIENDS AND SISTER AND MOM OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH ONE OF MY FRIENDS EVEN HAS A FUCKING CRUSH ON MY NEWT JUST MY LIFE NOW THANKS FOR ASKING GUYS GOODNIGHT ITS 10:27 PM BUT IM HYPER SO YA BYE MY LOVELIES OCCAMY HUGS
Lets make a fandom train, everyone add a fandom that hadn't been named yet!
-Harry Potter
-Supernatural
-Sherlock
-Doctor Who
Knowing that trans women of color started the movement in the united states and were literally immediately erased and excluded from what they started is the most deeply jading knowledge.
It is the original sin of the so-called queer community and it damns it from the cradle.
no white gay boy will ever reblog this, watch:
GAY PRIDE ON SUPERGIRL
HOLY CRAP ALRIGHT WAIT A SECOND
ALEX DANVERS IS GLORIOUS AND IF YOU’VE BEEN WATCHING FOR THE PAST FEW EPISODES, YOU KNOW SHE LIKES MAGGIE.
AND NOW THEY’RE TOGETHER OH MY GOD OH MY FUCKING GOD THIS IS PERFECTION
sorry rant over now
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Character: Newt Scamander
Warnings: Queenie being a matchmaker, which is disastrous
“Ah, this is awkward.” I muttered, wincing at Queenie’s giggling from outside the closet. Newt Scamander nodded, his hands on either side of my head to prevent himself from falling rather painfully onto the wall. “Very much so, I would say.”
Okay, long story short. Queenie looked in my head and saw I liked a certain Magizoologist. She looked into Newt’s head and saw he liked me. Boom. She decided to play matchmaker, inviting us over with Tina and Jacob to play a game. A very evil game. So she had gotten us to stay in the closet until we kissed. Which was where I was waiting slowly for her to get bored and freak/fangirl out on us.
“Queenie, let us out, or I will kill you.” I yelled, blushing at the situation. There wasn’t even enough room to readjust without becoming even more awkward than before. So I just stood there, blushing tomato red, with my crush’s arms on either side of my head.
“For once, I agree. Let us out, someone!” Newt called, also flushing. “Hang on, for once? And why did this have to happen?” I whispered.
“Alright. Long story, (Y/N), can’t say all the details.” I crossed my arms. “I’ve got the time, Niffler.”
“I… goodness, it’s warm in here… I like… uh… a person… you…” He stammered. “Queenie found that out… yep, full story, not too long-” I shut him up with a kiss.
“Say one more word, Newt, and I swear I will kill you.” I murmured, pulling away and blushing. “Alright, here’s the truth.” I said, smiling a bit. “I… like you… too?”
Newt smiled. “Wow. T-that was...” “Great?” I flirted. “Thanks, Newt.” “Now, shall we get out of this cupboard?” He muttered.
I nodded. “And devise a plan to kill Queenie? Let’s do it, Niffler.”
~Outside~
“Oh my GOSH!” Queenie squealed, jumping around. “THEY KISSED!”
Tina just looked humiliated. “Oh God, Queenie, sit down...”
And Jacob? Jacob was applauding and hollering out embarrassing comments that even made Newt and I blush from inside the cupboard.
“GET SOME, NEWT! WOO!”
“Alohomora!” Tina yelled, breaking the awkward clutter of voices, and Newt and I tumbled out, blushing more.
“QUEENIE GOLDSTEIN I WILL KILL YOU!” I screamed, grabbing a butcher knife from the kitchen and chasing her around, Newt chasing me and yelling “Oi, Occamy Girl, no no no no no no noooo!”
Cold (Newt Scamander x reader)
Character: Newt Scamander
Warnings: You may die of fluffication. Be warned.
I shivered, staring out the window of my cousins, Queenie and Tina’s apartment. There was a light coating of snow dusting the windowsill, and the skies were a light grey, producing light flurries now and then.
But their apartment was truly freezing.
Now, true, I was working, and true, I had a million and one blankets covering my form, but I had too much work to do to send to my employer at Ilvermorny.
I had to get this in, or I would possibly lose my position as Magical Creatures Caretaker at the school.
I muttered an incantation, pointing my (wand wood) wand at the fireplace, but the flames didn’t warm the room
I shivered again, pulling the blankets tighter around my form, and continued writing.
I was halfway into a sentence when I heard a man’s voice in the doorway. “Settle down, Pickett, I know it’s chilly out, but it’ll get better.”
“Newt?” I called. “Can you get me some (warm drink)?”
“Sure, love.” I heard him rummaging around in the kitchen, but then he gave up, muttering “Accio (same warm drink).”
“Thank you,” I murmured, having the (drink) handed to me. He sat down next to me, opening his case and pulling out a Niffler, and stroking it softly.
I put my writing on the floor and laid my head on Newt’s shoulder, and he also began stroking my hand.
“You’re cold, love?” Newt murmured, putting the Niffler back in the case. I nodded. “It’s freezing.”
He Accio’d over his coat and scarf, wrapping me up in the scarf and laying the coat over me. “Syno.” The coat warmed me up instantly.
“(Y/N)?” Newt said. “Yes?”
“I love you.” “I know.”
