magic=gay interpretation is all well and good but personally i think being gay in camelot is actually fine because uther's so focused on getting rid of magic he doesn't really care about anything else. like that politician from australia but with magic instead of crocodiles
died and i came back normal. more normal than before even. such a regular guy it’s freaking everyone out. i’m ironing my shirts & doing the sunday paper crossword puzzle and the people i love won’t stop crying
Hello everyone! I’m making a post on behalf of my friend, who doesn’t have a Tumblr.
She is a 2-Spirit Inuk artist who is fundraising to access vital medical treatment for chemical burns and resulting pain & complications.
She’s been struggling to receive accessible care in a racist medical system, and she needs our support.
Donations will also pay for transportation to & from the hospital for treatment, as well as basic necessities like her phone bill.
She was recently unable to pay and therefore couldn’t handle her medical needs because she had no access to a phone.
It would mean the world to me if you could spare anything to help her. I am sharing the link to her GoFundMe, as well as a PayPal info for direct donations. She’s in Canada, so if you’re donating from the U.S, your donation will even be a little more in CAD than USD!
People often apologize for donating small amounts, so please believe there is no amount too small. If everyone who saw this donated a few dollars, her care would be covered in full.
Donating directly to funds like this is an immediate and impactful action you can take to support an Indigenous person in your sphere.
Donate if you can, and please share this post. I’ll be reblogging it throughout the week for visibility.
If anything this experience just proved to me that I do follow the right people on here and who I should not follow, but I will never forget how toxic and vile I saw some people being towards them
“Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.”