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Solomon’s Shield is the name of the app

•support dark skinned natives •support light skinned natives •support white passing natives •support natives whose first languages are their tribal languages •support natives who cannot speak their tribal language •support native children who have to teach themselves about their tribal culture •support natives living on reservations •support native kids who get asked if their parents live on a reservation •support native kids who are taught to be embarrassed and ashamed of their heritage •support métis people who might not know their heritage •support métis people who aren’t native passing •support native people who stick to traditional hair and dress styles •support natives who practice their tribal religion •support natives who follow mainstream fashion •support natives who are told they’re “too Indian” •support natives who are told they’re “not Indian enough”

support trans racial adopted native kids

support native people with addictions

support native people with mentail illness

support homeless native people

support native drop outs

support native people going back to school

Spectrum outfitters is a new UK BASED company that is about to start selling binders

I know this damn website is so Americanised but PLEASE reblog this! Transmasculine people in the UK have to pay a ridiculous amount of money for shipping from America. This could change all that.

Like, I had recently had surgery, left the hospital I had surgery at because I felt better, 7 hours later turns out I had an infection, could have died, and was in excruciating pain. I get to the ER, my dad tells them what happened, and that I needed pain medication, and let me tell you, I’ve been hit by a car, this pain was 10 times worse than having your tailbone broken but constant. 

So they check me in, and take an hour and a half to get to me. It wasn’t busy there, I remember distinctly it wasn’t busy, they even said it wasn’t busy. It took them an hour and a half of me in this horrible pain for them to read my file and figure out I had an infection and could die, so finally then did they give me pain medications.

Because as soon as you go into the ER asking for pain meds, you’re automatically an addict in their eyes. And this is bullshit for two reasons:

1) addicts are still suffering and deserve medical treatment, especially when it’s that severe

2) this drastically harms people who suffer from chronic illness/chronic pain/infections/anything really

They hate addicts so much they’re willing to let disabled people suffer in agony for hours, because they just don’t care, whats it to them if an addict is suffering for hours? 

•buy toys/dolls/crayons •play with Legos •play old videogames/dress up games •weave friendship bracelets •watch cartoons •use stickers •draw pics of your favorite characters

If it makes you feel nice, do it. Don’t even worry about what other people think, because it doesn’t matter–if it brings you happiness, it’s not “ridiculous”, or “immature”.

“Growing up doesn’t mean you can’t have Zebra Cakes. Growing up simply means that, if you want to have Zebra Cakes, you buy them for yourself.”

“What the hell are you talking about, Bear?” Well, let me explain. For those of you who live outside of the US, this is a Zebra Cake:

It’s a little pre-packaged snack cake that is horribly cheap and junky and really not that great, but it is like manna from heaven to me. I fucking love these things. When I was a little kid growing up, my mom bought Zebra Cakes but once in a blue moon. They were intended to be put in mine and my siblings’ school lunches, but my brother and I would eat them whenever we wanted, so Mom just didn’t see the point. (They also used to be kind of expensive, at least for our family’s budget.) Needless to say, the coveted Zebra Cakes were a luxury for me, and were one of the tastes of my childhood.

Fast forward to my college years. I was living in an apartment with three other people, doing my own shopping and cooking. I was in the grocery store, picking up some stuff, and I happened to walk past a display of snack cakes. Among them were several boxes of Zebra Cakes.

I paused at this, chuckling to myself. Oh man. Zebra Cakes. I haven’t had those in years. I loved those when I was a kid. I reminisced happily and thought about how much I missed the taste of Zebra Cakes, then started to walk away.

And then I stopped dead.

Because I had realized that there was literally nothing stopping me from buying a box of Zebra Cakes. There was nothing stopping me from buying ten boxes of Zebra Cakes. If I wanted Zebra Cakes, I could have goddamn Zebra Cakes, because it was my money and my decision to make.

I put two boxes in my cart (they were 2 for $5) and never looked back.

Here’s the secret I learned that day: The idea of something being “just for kids” is, by and large, bullshit. What you do on your own adult free time with your own adult money is, by its very nature, adult stuff. It’s like comedian Eddie Izzard (who frequently performed his routines in drag) once said when someone asked about him wearing ‘women’s clothes’: “They’re not women’s clothes. They’re my clothes. I bought them.”

I am 25 years old, and yesterday I bought myself a shark lunchbox. Look at it. Look at how awesome my lunchbox is.

Was this lunchbox intended to by bought for and used by a child? Yes. The tag said it was for ages 3 and up. But it was bought by and will be used by an adult, and anyone who thinks that’s wrong is probably just jealous that they don’t have the self-confidence to rock a shark lunchbox at 25.

Gad Beck as a child, a young man, and towards the end of his life.

Gad spent his life involved in education and activism following the Holocaust. His autobiography tells of his work in the underground Jewish resistance in Berlin during WWII, as well as his relationships with men, both long-term relationships and fleeting sexual encounters. When he died in 2012, he was the last known gay survivor of the Holocaust.

@branded-blade ask and ye shall receive!!

- heather alexandra (trans woman, plays a bit of everything)

- the cabal (channel run by wlw partners patricia & danielle)

- ellaguro (trans woman, mostly plays old shooters/indie games)

- nonbinary robot (nb, plays a bit of everything)

- tanya d. (bi, advocates for more diversity in games)

- kathleenmms (lesbian, plays lots of new releases)

- angelarts (mlm & married, plays a bit of everything & also has a series about lgbt+ representation in games)

jim sterling (bi, gaming journalist who critiques the gaming industry)

Don’t tell us to learn nonverbal communication when, in fact, most of the time we already know it - it’s just a different brand than yours. Learn our ways of communication. Don’t try to make us communicate in YOUR inaccessible way and don’t treat us like we’re broken or subhuman for not understanding.

If someone says, “I want autistic people’s input on this,” they are not asking for your opinion. As a matter of fact, they’re specifically asking you to stay out of it and not speak for somebody else. Yes, even if your child can’t answer the question for themselves.