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Just finished reading my first 30k word fic on ao3. I'll never be the same, I was visiting family earlier and they were talking about how their cats didn't need to keep sharpening their claws, because they were
It's done for me, I never stood a chance.
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"The Italians wanted to conquer hell, because they claimed they had the copyright over it, because the catholic church had invented it."
sometimes i wish id die in a freak accident because im too cowardly to do it myself
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Dear Diary,
Okay, so I have this ridiculously adorable trans friend— @sapphothecutewitch who is the kind of cute chaos that makes your gay little soul panic just a bit. She’s a total menace in the most affectionate, gremlin-coded way possible. She’s been trying to get me into this fandom called HDG. I still don’t even really know what it is—some kind of anime or visual novel or fever dream of queer feelings and unhinged energy? But every time she brings it up, it’s with that little sparkle in her eye like she knows something I don’t.
She swears I’d love it. Says it’s got “everything a soft little weirdo like you would love.” Which, rude… but also maybe true?
And the worst part is—I trust her taste. That’s the dangerous bit. Like, I know if I let her show me even one character or plotline, it’s over. I’ll spiral. I’ll fall. She’ll smirk. I’ll be in too deep and she’ll get to say “I told you so,” probably while teasing me with a knowing look.
As a trans girl who’s already got a tendency for obsessive little hyperfixations and emotionally intense friendships that maybe toe the line a little (okay, a lot)… this could be my downfall. And honestly? That’s starting to sound kind of appealing.
Maybe I want to be pulled into a new fandom by a girl who giggles a little too hard. Maybe I want to watch her ramble about her favorite characters while I try (and fail) to understand her. Maybe I want something silly and passionate and weird I can chat with to someone like me.
Hello im 2-5-1-20-18-9-25 most of this blog will be whatever i feel like im a fan of photography, literature, arg's, and gaming
Also I might talk about trans stuff from time to time
Edit* note I uhh, might hornypost on main sometimes, soooo uh do with that what you will
Btw I'm 18
For me, it's always been like this
on a lone summer's evening upon a beach, two adversaries approached each other in preparation for their final confrontation.
"Joe approach me like a true man," Edward called out.
"If you ascribe true manhood to dying, then just die alright," as the words left Joe's mouth he started to charge at Edward, however he was mildly slowed for he was allergic to sand.
"It's no use Joe you'll die just like your father. Bob mcbeatshiswife was a terrible swordsman and it looks like that runs in your family "
However while Edward scissor-arm was voicing exposition Joe ran up and stabbed Edward with his father's bastard sword, named wife, thus ending the fight rather anticlimacticly.