my school has a yearly male “beauty” pageant called Mr. GM and today my friend told me “I can do mr gm” so im like “uh yeah any boy can do it but freshmen usually dont” and he grabbed me and hes like “No, the school said i could do mr gm” and it clicked that he is a trans boy and ive never been prouder of my school
Guess who got asked to prom! BY A STRAIGHT GUY (Army pants). he’s my best friend, and a real man given the fact he has the guts to fulfill my gay student council dream of always helping out planning dances, and never getting asked. I couldn’t ask for a better person in my life.
Thank you Jacob can’t wait for May 2nd!
I’m still crying.
What the fuck those blue tuxes are the sharpest thing I’ve ever seen
Rebloging because I finally got to see how it ended up omg this warms my heart so much I’m crying
They were on Ellen, then she gave them $10,000 /each/ for college
Ellen just throwing money around what’s good Ellen
I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.
Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.
This fucking this^^^
I’ve always loved this.
I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.
Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.
Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.
I remember seeing this for the first time like a year ago and not once have I seen it and not reblogged it because this is just amazing.
My old coworker was one of those guys. Big, bearded, played in a hardcore metal band. One day another coworker’s laptop was stolen from the breakroom, so metal-head bought him a brand new one.
That guy was really a huge teddy bear.
My friend is tiny and she was at a concert when she was 15 or something and they were about to do a wall of death and she was right at the front. She started to realise this was not going to end well for her, but then this massive guy next to her picked her up and put her on his shoulders just as it began. After when she asked why, he said “if I didn’t pick you up you would have been crushed.” Metal men are nicer than most.
I think the rules for metal dudes are universal. 1. Look out for smaller people that could be hurt and help them. 2. If someone falls, help them up. 3. If you see anyone being a dick fucking pulverise them
Back when I was 19 I had a POS car and it broke down on the freeway. I had my hazards on but I’m not very big and I was having a hard time pushing my car to the shoulder. All the other cars were passing me and some of the drivers were men who were honking their horns and yelling at me. I was 19 and scared. I started crying as I tried to push my car and next thing I know I hear a bunch of Harley’s come up behind me and I start to get nervous (remember, I was young and incredibly naive) and when I look over my shoulder there are like 5 or 6 big, bearded, tattooed, heavily pierced dudes walking toward me. One of them (with a HUGE Metallica tattoo across his neck) came up to me with a smile and asked if they could help. I let them. Not only did they get my car to the shoulder, they pushed it up the off ramp and into a parking lot. They left their bikes on the freeway. I was stunned. One guy even gave me $5.00 to buy a snack and something to drink to calm me down. They also waited until I had contacted someone on my cell phone before they left.
I’ll never forget their kindness and it taught me a big lesson that day. Don’t EVER judge someone based on their appearance. Ever.
