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Don't look or support Emilia Perez. Support Johanne Sacreblu, made by a ADHDer transgirl as a protest for that bad movie

Anybody else object to being movie award bait? Also what kind of psyop shit, depicting us as criminals and using transition to escape shit and deceive people? Im actually viscerally disgusted. We deserve real representation

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About Leandra

The punk artist

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I do know the meaning

Still not sure what the word means, but everyone's having a good time, right? Thank you Me for making this wonderful collaboration comic possible (Who better to make a Prettiest Platypus comic than the original author!), please go follow me on me's socials! And if you'd like to read the Prettiest Platypus you can read it here on Webtoons

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Sona (Again)

Guess I can use this to give a little about me, since I feel quite okay rn.

- I have 4 names ( Unofficially, for now)

- I do like goth stuff (nu goth, hippie goth, casual goth, dark mori, trad and boho are my most), cryptids, dark deities, mysticism, and so on...

- Yep, I read tarot, and also Im polytheistic

- I have no interest on boys, and I'm polyamorous

- Yes, I'm trans and goth

- I have ear lobe expansions (just smaller, for now) and tattoos (two, for now)

- I have ADHD, but my narcisistic mom gave me PTSD and dysthymia

- On a polyamorous relation (of two, for now)

- And I have 3 cats

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Vent Art: The fading smile

Another vent art. You're warned because it can be a lot of text, and pretty sure hard.

This, on the background, is all the things I carry since childhood. My birth giver just reminded me that I must be perfect, a prodigy, an obedient boy who's only reason to exist is to be the best, no matter what. I was a gifted kid, somehow that covered ADHD symptoms, until those got really worse.

But, even knowing I was different, I was forced to be the perfect trophy to her. My poems must make her proud, my draws must too. I've learned that love is something I must earn, always. Love was good grades, telling everyone my mom was the best, being obedient even when I've felt bad with me. She made love a coin in exchange for loyalty and obedience.

Imagine now, she also must select my clothes, my gender, my sexual orientation, my career, my hobbies..she even wanted to selct my friends and partners! Literally she came to me, a year before leaving her, and told me she chose a wife for me. One she felt perfect!

She kept me on a crystal cage. I can see outside, but it was under her supervision, under her "yes" or "no". She was proud of having me without dreams, under her claws. She was happy of her automatized child, without noticing I was wrecked, and still breaking.

Then I discover my gender, I learned about love, from the people she tried to "protect" me because "those were deviates from God's purpose". She always made such transphobic and homophobic comments, and forced me to laugh, to support her. But, the moment I told her "I'm a girl", oh gods, she shown her true colors on me.

The only good thing about that was the realisation she gave me. So I started to save secretly and live secretly, even in my house. I thank my deities I was smart enough to place a password on my PC, if not, surely she would knew all my plans and everything. Might stopped me from being me.

Now, even after I'll be like 18 months far away from her, that now I'm having friends, a partner, people who truly care about me, I suffer her actions with me. I say sorry every f**king second. Because I feel I hurt someone. The anxiety I carry, the PTSD she gave me...all that things, mixed up with dysthymia, made my better self a broken one. Everything I say or do, must be flawless, or I must apologize. I must be the best friend, the best partner, the best person. I can't be just me. Because that is a mistake.

I don't want to smile anymore, or being th joker on my friend group. But, I still do that. Why? Because I learned just to smile and cover my pain, always apologizing me if I need or want anything but what they want. I'm a puzzle whose pieces are there, just mixed up, and trying to figure what's her meaning.

I don't know if I deserve a good life. And I just feel every action I make will just destroy all I have. People told me I have value, but an empty jar has value? There's no dirt, no water, no plant, no marbles and a fake plant. Yet, I still looking for be a whole person.

Fail is ok, fail is human, fail is natural. Love must be given without a price or conditions. Yet, I don't even know if people like me, if my partner really loves me...because I feel like a burden. Sometimes I feel is pity what they feel, and what I receive.

I hope some moment in my life I'll be happy, valuable, worthy of love, free of those wounds my birthgiver made.

Until then, I might smile sometimes, but slowly leaving the "jester" mask to be just me.

I hope to.

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Renata and Samantha

Sorry, but the tattooed transgirl gets the goth transgirl

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That's true AF!

Hear me out: I think I may be a prophet.

I’ll be at Magfest this weekend! If anyone is attending and sees a tall girl in a moth-shawl, or a brunette Bowsette, stop and say hi. Also Moth-Monday comic may be delayed depending on how much drawing I can get done inbetween con days.

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Maisie Allen

She's quite confident about her looks

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Rheagan Boyle

Chilling at home

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So cute!

Proud puppy

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Consequences (Vent Art)

Vent art:

Long story short, I'm done of liying myself. I'm also done with my mom. She simply ruined my life and used me as a bank.

Some of her quotes to me were so iconic I simply can't forget them

"You must earn love", "You owe me your life", "Because of you, I didn't studied", "You disrepect me expressing yourself", "You must gave me your savings", "I regret to gave you birth"...and the list may continue...

All my life I was her second plate, her psychologist, her incoming, but never her child. And the moment she started to percieve my life was changing, and making me happy, she started to made it untolerable.

The moment I told her I'm trans, gods, she said "I asked GOD for boy, but now he's testing me". I'm a test, not your beloved child? WTF? Not to say the moment I knew my first name, she simply said "You have a wh*re name*". She even made a vomiting face!

I can continue freely. She made a horrible life to me since my first years. She robbed me, she left my sibling to punch me because yes, she took my privacy, and didn't cared. Always using religion as an excuse for her acts...

The moment I left her place, I discovered a lot of way worse things. I have PTSD thanks to her, I have trusting issues thanks to her. I have damage on my mind due her acts. No joking. And the cherry on the top, I have distimy, She never, on any f**ng moment hugged me when I needed. Do I recived love from her? Only when people was watching her.

I left her place like a year and a half. And even on that time, I was lying myself saying that she loved me and all...she never even tried. So, one day, I cutted all contact with her. She menaced my partner and me just for that (she had my partner's phone). After that, she was silent, and I started to heal, to know myself. And I started to feel way better. Even my PTSD was getting manageable.

And now, just days before my wedding with my partner, she tries to communicate me, for what? Just because she needs me again. Not for love, for her needs. Pretty sure she's aware of my life, even after I blocked her. So finally, all ended up with these small phrase: I hate my mom.

Worst part? It hurts. And pretty sure It'll be like that for a long time. But, it's like a small thorn compared to all the "barbed wire" she used to bind me.

This is a vent art, so take it like that, please. And, if your mom is a great mom, I envy you, in a good way. Just, neve meet my mom, for your sake.

Just FYI, this is my sona expressing my feelings

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Renata and Samantha

Just FYI, Samanatha uses heeled wedges

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Gonna drink more water...

Okay, maybe there's a such thing as too much water, but this is a good start! Thank you to my friend Romina Flauers for making this wonderful collaboration comic possible, please go follow on her socials

(Water does not in fact directly make your boobs grow, but staying well hydrated does help your body function better which in turn leads to better results from puberty 2)

And if you'd like to read the Prettiest Platypus you can read it here on Webtoons

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Agatha Sinclair

She knows what she's doing

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Well...it's true

and an eerie thing I want to experience XD?

That moment when you've somehow reached a point with your art that people you've looked up to in the community for a long time start noticing and liking your work.

It's a crazy feeling

It's happened to me several times by now, even being followed by a lot of these artists, but I'm still not used to basically being equals with these people now

It was you, @ayviedoesthings, you did this!

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Samantha Mason

That's her "seriously?" face