RB if your blog is a safe, accepting space for asexuals!
I would die for goth bridget
Goth Bridget redesign that I've meaning to do for like 2 years~
It's literally a moral obligation to tell that pre-transition trans girl that she's cute. Not in a patronizing way, but like… the kind of “you’re-gonna-break-hearts-one-day” cute. She deserves to know how radiant she already is, even if she hasn't bloomed fully yet. Like, hype her up. Every. Damn. Day.
And let’s be real—the pinnacle of sapphic trans joy? It's trans girls loving on each other with reckless abandon. Soft kisses exchanged between two women who’ve fought tooth and nail to become themselves? That’s the good stuff. That’s the kind of super gay energy that rewrites reality into something tender and hot and holy.
Tell me that’s not the most adorably gay, deliciously trans kind of love there is.
average tgirl experience of saying "we need to kiss" every few days and then continuing to be stuck hours and miles away. but still we must express that we need to kiss, it's important that this gets said
shorthands for dumbassery that i have grown to love deeply
"how dare you say we piss on the poor" in response to someone misinterpreting your post
"_ isnt gonna fuck you" for suck up behavior
"woah. should we tell everyone? should we throw a party?" for who the fuck cares
"and what if the world was made of pudding" for when would this ever matter.
"and sharks are smooth both ways" for a group of people heatedly arguing with 1 guy who is fucking with them all
".. but its about a witch in the alps finding her lost cat" for someone trying to sanitize something to the point of absurdity
"homosexuality is unnatural! there's only two genders! it's a sin-"
I'm sorry, have you seen NATURE???
ALSO THE ARTIST IS HUMON, FIND THEM AT HUMONCOMICS.COM!! was so sure I had included that but apparently I forgot, so sorry!
and there's so many more species than this that exhibit homosexuality, varying genders, etc. SO! MANY!
it's very much a natural thing. it always has been. unfortunately, while homosexuality is found in many species, homophobia is only found in one
EDIT: added a keep reading cause this is a long post lol
EDIT: everyone in the comments needs to shut up or I will turn comments off, stop arguing, jeez
it fucking sucks being a disabled person who can't work and having to see these fuckass posts where someone's like "ahaha jobless people have no life and that's why everyone shitty online has No Job" and everyone and their mother reblogs it joyfully onto my dash for me to see. yes unemployed and unemployable people are truly without exception dogshit people with no hobbies and no redeeming qualities. you're so right. anyway if you'll excuse me i have to start my shift at the I'll Never Be Employed Because Of Permanent Disability And I Love Knowing How You Really See Me store
📝I composed this on the spot, with minimal editing, but I hope that it will suffice. Its title is, "Who am I?"
You seek us as your last resort
Searching within for that which could not be found without
You look inside yourself and shout
"Who am I?"
Let us tell you who we are, first
My name is Lust
I sought companionship, affection, and love
But I was forbidden, so I hid myself away
My name is Gluttony
I sought nourishment, sweetness, and to quell my hunger
But I was shamed, so I grew to detest myself
My name is Greed
I sought possessions, personal items to keep and call my own
But I was denied, so I learned to deny myself, as it was right
My name is Sloth
I sought rest, and could not remain attentive to that which held no interest
You despise me, for you believe that I was all that held you back from meeting the standards of others
But you cannot be rid of me, for I am all that keeps you from working yourself to death
My name is Wrath
I sought to defend myself from those that would harm me, to keep myself safe
But I was punished each time, so I silenced myself out of necessity
My name is Envy
I sought that which was not mine to have, a better life, better things, a better form
I was told that what I had was a gift, so I grew to accept the worst
My name is Pride
I believed that I was a person with value, dignity, and autonomy
That belief was proven false again and again, until I was broken
Now you know who we are
So we return the question
Who are you?
Who are you, without us?
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