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mattodore · 5 months
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not many people online atm so i figured i’d show off theo’s freshly customized moles :) i'll post a proper close up of his face moles later because i'm obsessed, but for now here’s the full thing.
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also this is how this background looks with the character page (this isn't the pic i'll be using, i was just testing things out). i'll probably alter the code to match the background rather than editing the background’s color, i think.
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doetic · 4 months
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There's Doodles of Rams in the Margins? (Jschlatt x Reader) - UPCOMING
As a perpetually single relationship columnist living in 21st century Los Angeles where romance seems to be dead and gone, you've always found yourself unable to fully let your guard down around men and believe in love. This trait of yours only grew to be further justified after your lifelong best friend and roommate Shae dragged you along with to an influencer party, resulting in you butting heads with a man known as Jschlatt. Seeming to embody everything you hate about men and social media stars, your prejudice against him and his insufferable pride clash at every given moment. You would love nothing more than to rid your life of him forever. However, much to your chagrin, fate seems intent on keeping the two of you as close together as possible -- LA rent isn't cheap. With Shae's long time plan to move in with Ted and the great difficulties that come with finding a roommate as a mostly-friendless recent immigrant, you'd be a fool not mutually benefit from letting the wealthy man experiencing housing issues stay with you short term. It's not like it'll mean anything, it's just for a few months. Your disdain for each other is mutual anyways, right?
Inspired by Pride and Prejudice (book, movie, and BBC adaptation since I'm obsessed with all), the modern P&P adaptation Bridget Jones' Diary, and hints of Sex and the City.
Main Cast (so far):
Other people will make appearances, this is just the main cast. Other sisters, Mr. Collins, and Lady de Bourgh removed for ease of writing and inability to cast them well without having many oc's.
Y/n -> Elizabeth Bennet
Shae -> Jane Bennet
Jschlatt -> Mr. Darcy
Ted Nivison -> Mr. Bingley
Hasan -> Mr. Wickham (adjacent)
Slimecicle -> (bestie version of) Georgiana Darcy
Let me know if you'd like to join the taglist!
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stephmcx · 1 year
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Ever since @teruel-a-witch posted her hot McDanno motorcycle boyfriends collage the other day, the idea of a McDanno biker AU wouldn't leave me alone. It didn't help that the post made me reread some parts of The ‘Auna Club series by mrspdrona, but mostly I got inspired by our subsequent conversation about whether Steve and Danny really would become mob-like criminals as members of an MC. I thought of some alternative ideas.
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After Steve dedicated 15 years of his life to the Navy, all he gets as thanks for his service is a dishonorable discharge due to DADT. Add insult to injury, it had been the Petty Officer he's been having a secret affair with for almost a whole year who'd told when he'd been asked. Steve had secretly hoped this thing between them could be going somewhere, eventually, and never has he been more wrong. He's not even sure what hurts worse, the betrayal of the person he thought he knew, or the disrespect of the institution he would have been ready to die for.
So now he’s got literally nothing left: He's got no job and no career, no more friends nor family, no home and no place to go, no plan and nothing to do and he’s so. fucking. ANGRY.
What he does have is a motorcycle. He’s always loved bikes, they're so much more interesting than the stupid vintage cars his dad used to love. It was a guy Steve knew in high school (and who he might've had a major crush on), who let him ride his bike once and it was an instant addiction. (Ironically, the guy became his dad’s cop partner later, so the crush faded quickly but not the love for bikes.)
So when Steve gets out of the Navy, the first thing he does is getting his bike out of storage—and then he just takes off.
He's got nowhere to be and nowhere to go, so he just rides, not paying much attention to where he's going, content with wherever the roads might take him. Which happens to be the southern end of New Jersey—eventually.
He's been out and about for a few months, stopping and making new friends here, picking up a guy there, always leaving after a day or two and before trouble can find him. He's coming up close to a year when he runs into problems with his bike. Turns out years of being in storage weren't great for it. Steve knows his way around the engine just fine, thank you very much, but he doesn't have the means to fix what's wrong this time. A trip to the nearest shop is unavoidable if he doesn't want to strand in the middle of the road in the middle of nowhere with his beloved bike in pieces.
And isn't it just his kind of luck that the closest garage he finds seems to be firmly in the hands of the local chapter of a one-percenter motorcycle club? At least ten of the guys hanging around are clearly recognizable as club members by the patches on their leather cuts. Steve can feel their eyes on him as he approaches though no one is looking at him directly.
He's as wary of them as they seem to be of him, if not more. He's aware they don't like strangers and he's even more aware that these kind of 'clubs' are just as full of bullshit and toxic masculinity as the Navy. Steve has sworn to himself that he wouldn't hide anymore, that anyone who has a problem with who he is can fuck right off. He's fucking done with playing by anyone else's rules. But he needs his bike to be fixed and he doesn't want to cause trouble so he keeps his head down, trying to find the right balance between looking intimidating enough without being provocative.
It works better than he wants it to. Because while he's waiting for someone to look at his bike, some of the guys cautiously strike up a conversation with him, like they're testing the waters, trying to figure out where he stands. They've recognized him as ex-military and they're friendly towards him, probably they've gauged him as potentially useful. They ask him which branch he served in and when he left; when they ask about the why Steve doesn't exactly lie when he tells them he got kicked out for conduct unbecoming, but he doesn't elaborate either.
Turns out he was right: When it becomes clear that the repairs on his bike take at least a day or two, he gets offered help and accommodation by no one less than the club's Vice President. Of course he’s being asked to work a job for the club in exchange—but he's been expecting it and he doesn’t hesitate for long. He doesn't have anything to lose. He’s got the skills, why not use them to his advantage as he pleases when the Navy doesn’t want him as he is?
Steve doesn’t plan on staying. Instead he plans to leave as soon as he's got his bike back and his debt is settled, except—
Except there’s this short blonde dude everyone calls Danno that has caught his attention. It's not solely his good looks that catch Steve’s interest, though. It’s more that he sticks out. He’s not a big number in the club—yet. He’s ambitious and he’s clearly set to move up the ranks soon, but to Steve’s trained eyes he’s trying too hard. Something about him doesn't pan out, but Steve can't put his finger on what it is.
Plus, the guy seems to have taken an interest in Steve, too. He's always around, watching, observing. He's always got a snarky remark and Steve can’t tell if it's a risky game of flirting he's playing or if it’s dislike over a perceived competition or if there’s another, ulterior motive. Either way, he's intrigued enough to stay for another job and he doesn't exactly mind that Danno seems to have become the guy to keep an eye on him.
He soon learns that they work well together, and it makes even more sense when he learns Danno used to be a cop. He's got tactical training under his belt and it shows. He's also been fired from the police, which has something to do with drinking and anger issues and his ex-wife. But whatever the details, the bitter experience is something that connects them. Steve finds there's a lot of connection between them and if the circumstances were any different he's sure there could be a friendship between them or—
But it's neither the right time nor the right place and Steve is a burned child so what the hell is he even thinking?
Danny
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Danny is far from the disgraced cop he pretends to be.
What is true is that his ex-wife is the main reason why he's here. What is true is that he needed a reason to pull his head out of the bottle he fell in after she left him. What is true is that his temper is the character trait that got him this job. Well that and his love for motorcycles. And the job is a long-term undercover op to disassemble fucking Jersey Devils Motorcycle Club and their business once and for all.
He's been with the club for close to two years. He came highly recommended (however his boss pulled that off) and he hightailed it through the prospect phase, proving himself worthy of a full patch in record time. Always there, always doing what he's told to do, always loyal. Club comes first. Some days he can barely stand to look at himself in the mirror for the things he did for the club without batting an eyelid. What keeps him going is the good progress he makes in building a case against these assholes. They're going down so hard and very soon, except—
Except this tall, dark and handsome stranger called McGarrett walks into the picture and all over the case he's built, seemingly out of nowhere. It turns out to be the best thing and the worst thing that could possibly happen, both at the same time.
It's the worst thing because it's a major set back in Danny's work when the VP hires McGarrett for a job that's usually handled internally. And it's the best thing because it makes Danny realize the club's management is aware of being watched. That they're outsourcing their dirty work so it can't be stuck to the club. He doesn't think they're on to him yet, but it's a warning to keep his head down.
It leaves him stuck between a rock and a hard place though: If he warns McGarrett about what he's getting into, he'll make the club even more suspicious. Worst case, he puts McGarrett directly in the line of fire. And if he doesn't warn him, he'll become collateral damage in the big picture of the case. Hang together, hanged together. And McGarrett is far too interesting to be hanged. Or go to prison, or whatever.
Point is, the man has caught Danny's attention. Despite his closed-off behavior, despite his ruthlessness, despite the crazy devil-may-care attitude. There's something beneath all these defensive walls that is hurt and vulnerable but good in it's core. Danny would love to find out what the guy is hiding, if only the circumstances were any different.
As it is, he volunteers to 'babysit' McGarrett and it comes with several benefits: First of all, it strengthens his credibility within the club and hopefully scatters any doubts about his integrity. Second, he can keep tabs on which jobs they make McGarrett do for them which is relevant for his case. And thirdly, he gets to spend some time with the man—
And then Danny does learns about one of McGarrett's—Steve's—secrets very soon, up close and personal, when he finds himself pressed against the wall of the club house. It's late and they just returned from an errand and now Steve's hands are on his shoulders, holding him in place and Steve crushes his mouth against Danny's in a rough kiss. There's nothing cautious or questioning about it and Danny's kissing back after only a second of hesitation, giving as good as he gets.
The moment McGarrett pulls back and losens his hold of him, Danny grabs his arms and in a flash has reversed their positions.
"You always just take what you want?" Danny asks breathless. He's got his hands on McGarrett's biceps and uses his whole body to press the man into the wall.
"Now that I can," Steve says, voice hoarse, as he bucks up against Danny's body. Danny can't help but grind back and lean in for another kiss, demanding and urgent. When he comes back up for air a long moment later, he finds his hands have moved to cup McGarrett's face and Steve's hands are on his hips, holding him close.
"This why the Army kicked you out?" Danny pants. "Someone told them you're gay?"
"It was the Navy, but yeah." Steve manages a rueful smile. "What if someone told your guys in there what we're doing here? They kick you out, too?" Steve jerks his head toward the club house.
Danny stares at him for a moment. He's never thought about it and his stomach plummets. These guys aren't exactly the liberal kind—
"Probably," Danny says and maybe now is the time to come clean. "I've got no idea to be honest. Steve, listen to me. These are not my guys. I'm not one of them. I'm—" He realizes he's still holding Steve's face in his hands and lets them drop away. Taking a deep breath and mentally bracing himself he admits in a low voice, "I'm still a cop. I didn't get fired. I'm here to take the club down."
Side by side
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A myriad of emotions run through Steve at Danny's admission. It's not so much surprise, he knew there was something about Danny that made him stand out from the rest of the club guys. But the feeling of betrayal is hitting him full force, the feeling of being lied to so fresh in his memory that he can barely breathe—
Luckily, Danny takes a step back before Steve can push him away. He puts some distance between them, his instincts telling him to run. But as he thinks it through, he realizes it's different. Danny lied before, but in the moment Steve made himself vulnerable by kissing him, Danny rewarded him with the truth. Danny trusts him enough to no longer lie to him.
"We shouldn't talk about it here," Steve says, turning back to Danny, "but I want to help you."
Over the next couple of days Danny lets Steve in on the case. Again, it shows that they make a great team and together, they formulate a plan to bring the Jersey Devils down.
Danny runs all his evidence, all their ideas and suggestions by his superiors and they approve—enthusiastically. Everything goes back and forth a lot of times until all details are cleared and an operation can finally be set up. It could be an epic victory—
There's one catch: Danny has promised Steve that he'll go free and therefore, he has placed a request with his boss to make Steve's help 'official'. And his boss agreed to the deal—until Steve's background check comes back flagged. "Dishonorable discharge, Danny, you know the rules. My hands are tied," his boss says and Danny is livid. No matter how much Danny argues, how many times he points out that Steve got fired because of fucking DADT, that Steve is not a criminal, that without his help the whole case wouldn't have panned out, he can't change the man's mind. It's the biggest bullshit he's ever heard, and he's lived and breathed the fucking Jersey Devils for two years!
That's why, when everything is over, when all members of the Jersey Devils are behind bars and charged for their crimes, Danny and Steve get on their bikes—and then they just take off into the sunset. Together.
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m1d-45 · 6 months
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You know, that would be ANGSTY COMICAL if we mixed that in the aftermath of the reveal of who is the real creator, since it could be taken as the creator REPLACING characters who hurt them.
-🥘Stew
that was the intent!
i think diluc would have it easiest. red is from a hateful part of his past, and he knows that he’s grown beyond that stage. if it weren’t for red’s temperament, he’d want to try and connect, if only to gain his trust. it still hurts, knowing that even after all this time he still failed to be what you needed, but it burns him the least.
fischl would be worse. night is everything she tried so badly to be, down to her own oz. to make it worse, night couldn’t care less about fischl, ignoring her monologues about who’s the real princess. the only one she needs the approval of is you, and she’d gotten that the second she was first summoned. she does fischl the mercy of letting her keep her name, but even that is mostly at your discretion. ‘fischl,’ ‘night,’ whatever. she just needs to protect you where amy failed.
and kaeya… my poor beloved. if night is what fischl wanted to be, shade is what kaeya has to be. night is a persona that fischl copied, shade is the very mask kaeya had put on for all his life. he’d entirely remade himself, down to the name he used and the way he treated his fellow knights, and it still wasn’t enough. all of his effort was poured into making himself something that could be accepted, that could be good enough. he’d thought he’d done a good job when he was first marked as a vessel, but now in the hunt it’s clear that his palatability only ran skin deep. shade is what you need, shade is what you want, and he’s genuine about it. shade’s entire life is yours, and he was rewarded for that devotion with your affection, earning a place at your side. and kaeya had devoted himself to the hunt instead, was so blinded by his own desires that he’d ignored the resistance of his vision. diluc may hate his past and fischl may hate night, but kaeya can only really hate himself.
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Oh!! But what about a Sastiel AU where Castiel is a teacher and Sam was recently hired to be a teacher's assistant.
Castiel doesn't want a teacher assistant, he believes he doesn't need one. He's been working at the school for a long time, and doesn't understand why they suddenly are forcing, requiring, him to have a teacher assistant.
Sam goes in knowing Castiel doesn't want one, and does his best to refrain from being upset about Castiel's stance on him helping him out.
The two have an interesting first meeting, but Sam does point out that with him there to help, Castiel can send Sam to do tasks he doesn't like to. Such as messing with the printer where everyone feels obligated to talk to you and ask what you're doing. Which saves Castiel from having to buy his own, it was in his cart already. And he's just there to help Castiel with whatever he needs, he's not there to take over.
Castiel, unfortunately, finds himself liking Sam's company. And how Sam knows how to help without Castiel saying anything. He especially hates how smug the principal is about Castiel and Sam work well together, as predicted. And Castiel tries not to think about the fact that Sam's on his mind a lot more than he should be.
Sam enjoys his job. He likes feeling needed, and loves working with Castiel and the students. The only thing that Sam hates is how much he's interested in someone who clearly isn't interested in him back. Not that Castiel has any obligation or anything, just, it'd be nice if Sam fell for people who would fall with him. But he ignores those feelings at the job, focused on whatever Castiel needs. Even the things Castiel won't voice but Sam's learned to anticipate, and hey, maybe Castiel doesn't hate him as much as he thought he would. And that feels like a win to Sam.
Over the course of the year the two fall really in sync with each other. Classes run smoothly, grades are at an all time high. And they're genuinely friends.
Castiel didn't realize how used he got to Sam's presence and help until Sam misses a day and Castiel's first class is a bit rough but he snaps into gear by his second class. But... He truly misses Sam and is grateful and happy when he returns the next day. Sam apologies, a family emergency, but things are settled. Sam notices a shift after that day, there's a lot more appreciation after that and Sam finds himself beaming at the praise.
As the year gets closer to an end, Castiel is trying to subtly ask Sam if he'll help him with the next school year. Which makes Sam laugh, he tells him not to worry, he can't get rid of him that easily. And Castiel is very happy to hear that.
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nomiyakazehaya · 4 months
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random au idea where megatron is a walking wasteland (literally based on that same trope) because of his antimatter
what's the reasoning behind this au? solely an excuse to see a horrendously depressed, melancholic, and sad despairing megatron who's a victim of her own circumstances. that, and some musical brainworms but we don't talk about the brainworms i just love the idea of such a sweet and gentle megatron progressively growing so solemn and despondent, and actively having to avoid people and isolating herself or even going as far as self imprisonment so much as to not bring harm to others
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tinybibmpreg · 2 years
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I'm currently really into dragons ... Eggs or like maybe eggs that shed their shells painfully before the baby dragon is born.
shout out to tumblr for crashing while I was almost done writing a big paragraph in response to this..... lets try this again.
god dragons slap so hard 👏 eggs of course are always a classic. favorite. and when they hatch painfully before being born !! chefs kiss. the drama n pain of it all, excellent.
imagining a guy who's been carrying a big dragon egg (or eggs 👀) and for almost the entire pregnancy it's just been this uncomfortable, heavy weight that has barely any movement except for minor shifting and twitching (having raised chickens from eggs before, the eggs can shift a little, especially right before hatching). Then the egg(s) starts shifting a lot more frequently before it hatches inside of him. Bonus points of course for this being painful, and maybe making him think that he's going into labor early, so some panic for extra drama lol. Then when it's all done hatching (and, like real creatures that hatch inside the womb, like sharks) and eating its shell, he's left realizing he's not actually in labor, and now he's going to carrying a big dragon baby for the rest of the pregnancy that's now probably very active and wriggly, nothing at all like an egg.
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pomfiores · 6 months
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Despite all of the beauty routines specifically catered for him (and typically work like magic) and how careful he is around sweets for his figure (despite Adoring them), when he stresses enough - the tricks only go a long way.
Vil bites his nails when under enough stress. and it messes with him even more because he hates the look. he hates how ugly it looks and putting on nail polish would make it even more obvious so he legit has to fight himself to stop it and look for ways to lessen the stress and quick or it'll get worse and spread onto both hands.
it's a habit stemmed from childhood (stage fright, mom making him anxious - bullying prior to taking defense classes. nail biting made him stop and think and self soothe despite being such a terrible habit. which promoted braces later on in his life - I'll get into small cosmetics he got into w "fixing" flaws growing up) and while he mostly grew out of the habit, it still comes back sometimes when he least expects it. worst of all, sometimes he just starts biting without thinking. the fidgeting also is what triggers it so when he's messing w his hands enough, eventually he'll find a flaw and eventually he'll start trying to remove it via biting. kind of a big reason why he scolds others when fidgeting bc he has this habit. just trying to avoid them from probably doing the same thing he does.
he will Refuse to let people touch his hands when he knows he's exceptionally worse on some days. mostly? his hands are fine! beautiful and well cared for but he crosses his arms so often it's usually to hide the damage he did throughout the week. and the gloves definitely work in his favor. so. future bf, gf, partner, y'know what to do /smacked
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robothingamagic · 3 months
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hehhehe i'm a proper writer now! i'm writing OUTLINES hoohoooo
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krynutsreal · 10 months
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thinking bout the gays again....(sky au ishimonds)
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sevicia · 4 days
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I wanted to make a cleaner summary of last week's classes and also review the classes I have this week since the material is already uploaded beforehand but I was feeling so horrible throughout the day that when I sat down I was just gonna look at the ones for tomorrow but I think I'm just gonna go to bed because I just gave my little numbers game a few tries and not even the joy of tribial elementary school-level math games is bringing my brain cells and/or full sentience back
#diary#accessing it through the CMD thing and not just running it from the IDE made me realize a few things about it though so I'll hav#I'll have to maybe jot them down somewhere when I'd normally just be rly excited and try to fix them straight away like I am truly fucked r#I do wanna make an eng version of it sometime soon so I can share it even tho it's literally the simplest little thing. it's fun if you're#an easily amused nerd that loves playing with numbers in a truly useless manner. if that makes sense#also very obviously text-only I am NOT torturing myself with any graphics of ANY kind rn#it closes immediatly as they do and also when it comes to having double/triple digit starting numbers it becomes a lot less fun I think tho#though I haven't used it much with those yet#I still wanna figure out a way of making it better when it comes to 2/3 digit starters. and my original idea included maybe keeping track#keeping track of how many steps you took even between different rounds but I made the simplest version for now. I also think making like a#''this was the least amount of steps possible!'' type thing would be very very cool but that is FAR too big brained for me rn#cause I can figure out how to do the record keeping thing but that last one is like. let's stop talking for a little while.................#oh but adding an actual interface sounds so fun even though I have very little clue on how to do that rn I could probably STOP typing becau#because I can feel my stupid ass self start getting excited about this which will make it so I start working on it instead of going to bed#NO. DOWN !!!!!!!!!!!!!! auhgh............ oh man I had a lame joke to make but I completely forgot what it was#I have coding class tomorrow in which I normally just do the exercises as fast as possible before playing around but the only Python editor#I could find installed on the school computers was Visual Studio Code and I have no clue how to use that shit like I don't need so many#so many buttons. probz. OKAY GOODNIGHT
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ratmans-notebooks · 22 days
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i have to stop looking at blogs with vile takes im getting so worked up for nothing
#squeaking#'actually its okay for trans men to be excluded from trans spaces because women dont have to like men!!" Huh .#your gender essentialism is not better just cause u specified “trans” before talking about Men and Women#“trans women dont like men and also femicide is a word so therefore trans men should not be allowed around transfems ever”#is not the radically progressive take u think it is#truly incomprehensible to me the kind of shit people will come up with.#What are you talking about. do you live on Every trans person perfectly passes with no obstacles or pushback by cis people Planet ??#1. actually all trans people deserve to share space in the trans coimmunity. so jot that down.#2. there are transmasc girls + transfem boys + bigender people + NONBINARY people HELLO like how are we defining Men?#how are you deciding which trans people are Too Masculine and which of us are Just Masculine Enough answer quickly#3. do you REALLY think transmascs are just excluded from any experiences with misogyny. think real carefully now.#is the expectation from my parents to get pregnant suddenly Not Misogyny since i identify as ftm?#do the constant reminders that i would never be good at physical activities due to Being a Girl when i was 10 not count anymore-#-because at 15 i realized i wanted to have a cock?#be fucking serious.#there is this constant idea that trans men automatically gain all access to cis maleness#and face NO oppression for their proximity to/or percieved womanhood#(like. ur really gonna look a 5'2 teenager with birthing hips and b cups and a round face and a high voice he has Male Privelege.)#and it leads to us being pushed out of both womens AND trans spaces#it is a lose lose for us. everywhere#it is starting to get fucking exhausting#transandrophobia#negative
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wineonmytshirt · 1 year
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i’m only 20 away from 800 followers i’m gonna FUCKING CRY i love you guys so much 😭💓💟
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rriavian · 11 months
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I keep just writing little snippets of things but the good news about that is that I now have the next two chapters of Deliverance nearly finished and CtK is about 900 words shy of where it needs to be. Really hate that it's taken so long but I'm excited to hopefully post chapter 3 this weekend after I finish editing it. Been one of those really weird few months where I've written loads but finished hardly anything
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cerealmonster15 · 11 months
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u ever get that like emotional paralysis of doing things Only For Fun but ur like Fearing Ur Own Potential Cringe despite being in the privacy of ur own home and no one’s even seeing what ur up to
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mrfoox · 4 months
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Wufjxjjsjdjd ok
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