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Does this include gender fluid duders?

trans people are so amazing because they do what makes them happy and don’t give a darn what people have to say about it. trans people are cool + strong as heck and that’s a fact!!!!!

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YES

you DON’T wanna see what’s underneath.

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Game of thrones 8 03 feels

SPOILERS BITCH

First off, deaths

1:Me

2:Edd Tollett

3: My child, Lyanna Mormont

4:Beric

5:Theon Greyjoy

6:Jorah Mormont

7:Melisandre

8:Viserion

9: The night king

10: Bunch of Dothraki, unsullied, and Northern people

Okay so let’s discuss what these deaths made me feel.

Eddison Tollett, I will admit, I cried, a lot. I cried because in the previous ep Jon, Sam, and Edd were all talking about how they’re the last of the nights watch and now they’re one more down.

Lyanna Mormont, I cried a fuck ton, this is the only death where I had to pause the episode and leave the room for a little while to calm down before I finished.

Beric, so Beric isn’t in my top twenty fav, but Arya is. I didn’t cry, but I felt sad hearing that his only purpose was to bring Arya back, but if you go further into this, that means the lord of light intended on Arya killing the night king and saving Bran, meaning that at least one god is rooting for them.

Theon Greyjoy, he’s a character I love to love and hate to hate, hes done some bad things, but in the end he made up for it and defended Bran as long as he could, losing his life in the process. 10/10 good character redemption.

Jorah Mormont, idc abt him tbh, he’s just not one of my people, if anything I dislike him a bit. However, seeing Emilia Clarke’s haunting acting of Dany crying over him along with Drogon putting his wing around them was enough to make me emotional.

Melisandre, I mean she’s a cool gal, I like her moxy, but I feel like she’s one of the few characters to die with their purpose fulfilled and to greet death with open arms.

Viserion, Viserion’s death didn’t give us time to mourn him, it was a quick flash and then moving on, but I feel like that left me more emotional than anything. Dany brought dragons back, and in a flash, one was taken away again.

The Night King, okay so as previously discussed, Arya motherfuckin Stark is my favourite girlie ever, so my heart dropped seeing her being held up like that, and I was so scared she was gonna die but then my pride came through when she stabbed him.

The Dothraki, Unsullied, and Northern folk, these deaths weren’t major characters, but they were casualties of war, so I didn’t get too emotional.

Okay now that we’ve discussed deaths, let’s get into my theories

The night king isn’t dead, he’s been around for centuries, he not ded

Arya and Gendry will end up together, already canon but still

Dany might kill Jon now that he’s an established heir

Dany might become a white walker, no real evidence but I have a feeling

So, overall, this ep has been a very emotionally aggressive episode, and I loved every second of this nightmare

Side note

So, recently I got an ask in my inbox telling me to stop using a bunch of tags because I’m “an attention whore” which first of all fuck you we don’t slut shame in this home. So I kinda wanted to explain that it’s okay if they were confused by all the tags I use, so I want to say that I use the tags because they’re in my recent tags list, because that’s what my blogs about and if someone sees one post of mine and they like it because it has Game Of Thrones but they also like Markiplier, then I want them to know that I have content with Markiplier in it. I’m sorry if my use of tags annoys you but I won’t defend myself, because yeah I do like attention, it makes me feel nice, but also there’s a reason. Plus it doesn’t make much sense for me to defend myself against someone who’s bitching at a fifteen year old on Tumblr 😊

Anyways, love you guys, Yeet

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Advice

Stop wishing they’d change for you when you can’t change for yourself

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He always told me I was as radiant as the sun, well, he should've anticipated how I'd burn him

Excerp from random junk in my notes folder.

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Never apologize for greatness

Sometimes I forget that the things I post are viewed by actual people and I’m so sorry

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Bold of you to assume he’s not already slutty

Change my mind.

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if you’re white and you act like race issues are just “unnecessary drama” or “discourse” then sorry to tell you but you’re just…. racist

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everyone who reblogs this will get gordon ramsay in their inbox 

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I don’t reblog dumb shit

some person: *reblogs my post*

me: :D

person’s blog description: “I reblog dumb shit”

me: D:

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Ryan-“paint me like one of your French girls”

Brendan, wielding a can of aerosol cheese whiz, “get rekt”

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Lol imagine getting fucked to girls/girls/boys and your significant other moans beebos name and ur just like “same”

#justgirlythings

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help i genuinely accidentally started writing a queer eye/destiel au – like i was just headcanoning shit, because i had to drive like five hours yesterday and when i got home i wanted to just get it down because it was fun, and so just started writing down tan + cas’ wardrobe, and antoni + burgers, but somehow with bobby and jonathan it’s escalated to like actual dialogue and story format and i did not mean to do this

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I  need me sum titties

me

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I feel slightly aroused...

I feel slightly threatened…

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Smoke choked the devotees

And the war rages on

Gentle caress turned to striking hands

And the nights foreboding

And the people predict ash and blood

But still, they hope and pray to whatever god will listen

When children cry

True love dies out

And when there's no one calling your name in the shadowed dusk

This is where she who has been wronged will take her stance

Not bleeding, but hurt

Not dying, but not living

She existed only in a physical state, devoid of emotion that wrought men to their knees

She lay suspended in this dull world, trapped in her own uncertainty

But no more

No more would she weep for the dead, only for the living

And no more would she dry her tears

She would cry, and she would scream her song

A melody of war and sorrow

And she would find fleeting solace in the embrace of her leader

And he would tell her his dream for a new world

And plant a faux kiss on her head

And she'd follow him into battle

When he'd hung lifeless, she'd collapse

And when they bound her arms, she wouldn't fight

And when they doused her in fuel, she'd spit it from her mouth

But still, she wouldn't mourn her life

And when they threw a match to her feet, and the flame consumed her soul as he'd consumed her devotion to none other than him, she would accept deaths embrace

Because what was there left to fight for but love

Smoke choked the devotees

And the war rages on