(Previously mean-girl-dean-girl) I'm a she/her who accidentally became a Supernatural blog. If you message me with a scam I will report you. Primary fandoms are Star Trek (OS and TNG), SPN, and legendary shitposts, but I also reblog the occasional Pride and Prejudice or classic literature reference.
(Header quote from user @annemay, used without permission)
emily gwen, the creator of the sunset lesbian flag that we’ve come to commonly use, still continues to live in poverty.
multi-billion dollar companies have used their design and made profit from it, and yet they have not seen a cent for their creation.
i’ve been friends with emily for years, and i have not once seen them be financially stable the entire time. i’ve seen them homeless, unemployed, starving. right now, they need our help more than ever.
please consider donating to emily’s ko-fi, especially if you’ve used their design to create something and profited from it.
Remember when people got mad at me when I said “if you can’t even name 10 trans men activists from the 1980s-2010s I don’t think any of your takes about trans men and our experiences have any value imo. Especially if you aren’t a trans man.” And then people got mad at me?? Like damn sorry I expect people to know a little history before they talk about a group of people .
sometimes u will be the only person fagging it up. sometimes it'll be hard. but u gotta do it. u gotta show all the fags that fagging it up is the way. u must strive to fag it as much as possible. u have a limited time. fag it up and dyke it out
I'm in awe of how we ran historical revisionism on the civil rights movement so bad that people truly believe it was quiet self-sacrifcial non-disruptive christ-like activism that forced progress and not — like — the incredible economic pressure of boycotts and outbreaks of illegal civil disobedience
Yapping to the choir but eughhh it burns me up girl effective protests have to be loud and inconvenient for change to happen because silent cries die in the dark that's the entire pointtt
Knuckle tats that say Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer thin layers that fill my complex. If the word 'hate' was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate.