I couldn’t decide where I wanted Coulson to be sorted, so.
Too adorable, could not not re-blog
THE TAGS YES PLZ
I'm not a "talented" person, but I'm VERY good at one thing, and that's fangirling. I reblog things I love, and once in a while post something personal. Just for fun. :)
I can’t wait until December when I will pop on my favorite sweater, pour a nice big mug of cocoa, assemble a big plate of cookies, ignore the weeping of my friends and family who haven’t seen me in a month and can’t believe that I have finally emerged, and return to my sequestered existence where I will still be playing Dragon Age: Inquisition.
Well, with the current weather you don’t have to….
Alina Davis, a 23-year-old trans woman, and Allison Brooks, her 19-year-old partner, donned matching white floor-length bridal gowns and married at a civil registry office earlier this month.
As Davis is still legally regarded as male, the office had no choice but to hand them a marriage certificate.
The couple said officials chided them, and appeared to be violent.
‘She called us the shame of the family and said we need medical treatment … I was afraid my pussycat [an affectionate pet name in Russian] would beat the fuck out of her,’ Davis said on her VK page.
But the couple were allowed to sign the papers, meaning a gay couple in Russia are legally recognized as married – even if it’s through a loophole.
‘This is an important precedent for Russia,’ Davis said.
Russia banned same-sex marriage and outlawed ‘gay propaganda’ in 2013.
holy jesus look at these two warrior princesses
they are my heroes
YOU GO GIRLS
"Oh, you don’t wanna recognize my gender? Okay then lol guess you have to recognize my marriage"
that is amazing
If you’re trying to make me choose, give up. hehehe. I love Hiddleston for no reason at all and I will always do, no matter what. I’m a little girl, loving for the first time, in front of Ben and I will always be, no matter what.
WHY CHOOSE?! I will never choose!
Finally got the time and strength to go the the pet crematorium to pick up his clay paw print and a piece of his fur, and to pay the bill (not unimportant). Spend a while standing next to the field he was strewed. There were a lot of beautiful memorial items for other pets as well and the whole place was green and very well taken care of. The whole atmosphere was soft and comforting, but also giving full space for the emotions. The sun suddenly broke through and birds were singing. I cried and it was a beautiful moment. The crematorium is very near to where I live so I can come there more often to remember him. Damn, my beautiful dear Mao, I miss you!