#i am Not.

[ititswolf]

Shout out to trans guys who don’t want to be touched

Shout out to trans guys who don’t want penetration

Shout out to trans guys who don’t want their chests involved

Shout out to trans guys who struggle to connect to their bodies

Shout out to trans guys who struggle to cum

Shout out to trans guys who struggle to be naked

You do not have to be a fantasy boy with a pussy. Your dysphoria is valid. The way you want to have sex is valid. The way you DONT want to have sex is also valid. Long live trans diversity.

[m1zisua]

ex-fucking-scuse me

[spirit-lanterns]

You know the omegaverse is like another gateway to baby fever right?

Yeah :)

[stefanyd]

All this talk about Dragon Age and The Egg's betrayal and just dragon age in general has me itching to play inquisition again, except, as I texted @nishiuraboys not 3 min ago I have found myself in a dilemma I had both forgotten about AND in my hubris thought I could just brush over quick and neatly:

Me: imma start a new game, I can make a new character faster, I have °•○experience○•°

Also me: 15 minutes in deciding what class to pick, mage goes for some banging lore and conflict and omg actually dwarves have no connection to the fade that's also so fucking interesting to explore, imma to with an elf tho cuz I wanna be fast about this, not too much thought, just vibes, but like anyways I like double welding and picking locks but also the *drama* of a mage omg I can't decided.

Also also me: it's been 24 minutes...

I'm going on 30 min now imma pick mage but also akledvlabwlwvqkwevqkhelqhwljk how *dare* I think I could just brush through this

I HAVENT EVEN REACHED THE CHARACTER CREATION

[stromuprisahat]

There are so many people praising Leigh Bardugo as a great writer, doing crazy stuff... And I just don't get it? OK. Six of Crows is great! But the Grisha Trilogy overall is average, with tons of issues that I won't name here, because you already know them pretty well. Although, let's say that overall, if you turn off your brain, the trilogy works. (Even if, between us, such a thing comes out today, it gets demolished) The books around, like the storybook, or the story of the Darkling (especially this one) are pretty neat. But the King of Scars duology is a monumental disaster that just shatters everything the previous books have presented?! And yet, this duology is considered by many people as the best part of the Grishaverse?! Wtf?! I have seen extremely sharp people in terms of analysis and reflection find these fabulous things! I saw a girl on healthy relationships be team Mal?! Why do people fall so deeply into these bullshit books?!

[masquerain-with-a-mask]

i am 100% normal about siffrin. btw.

[askbillchiper]

are you the howling void

I've never heard anything funnier. ~⚫~

[theradicalace]

hate when i google something and all the search results make assumptions about my motives. i'm not trying to lose weight i just wanted to know if it was scientifically possible for something to have zero calories

[llondonfog]

for @bluelightning16 ♥ have the most wonderful of holidays, and thank you for being such a lovely writing partner ♥

a very merry (vanrouge) christmas; 1/3

It was perfect.

Silver sat back on his hands and knees and admired the small wristlet of acorns as if they were jewels stunning enough to rival that of the Queen herself.

With the help of the squirrels who lived in the woodlands around their modest home, he had been able to find eight acorns left untouched by the foraging creatures— it was certainly a lucky find, and not at all a generous donation of their winter stockpile given for the reward of his rare smile each time he picked one up.

Silver had hidden them safely within his pockets on the return home, but he hadn't needed to be worried. Papa was yet to return from his visit to the castle despite the late afternoon hour, and there was still enough daylight available for what had remained to be accomplished.

Each acorn had been pierced in the center very carefully by one of his father's sewing needles until a hole large enough for a piece of twine could be ran through them all, with the ends tied snugly to fit around a certain fae's wrist. To any untrained eye, it was a crude attempt at a bracelet; to Silver, it was nothing less than his greatest wish for his Papa made tangible.

"Have you prepared a gift for Lilia-sama yet?" Sebek had asked him curiously the other day as they scampered about in the woods behind the Zigvolt home, waving swords of sticks and gleefully rolling about in the fresh build of massive snow drifts. "My father says that it's a human tradition this time of the year, to celebrate family."

" . . . I've never heard of that before, perhaps Papa doesn't know about this tradition," Silver had reflected in wonder, ignoring Sebek's wrinkled up nose at the utterly domestic title for the great General Vanrouge. Letting his 'sword' hang slack in the snow and ignoring the unsubtle way that the younger boy was trying to knock it out of his grip for a cheap win, he had worried the end of his new mitten against his mouth, brows furrowing fretfully together. " . . . Did your father say it had to be something specific?"

Having given up his blatant sabotage, Sebek had merely shrugged, kicking up a puff of snow into the air. "I think it's just a weird excuse to give us things. My father told this ridiculous story about some kind of fat man who travels across the world and delivers gifts to every child to give them joy, all at the same time in one night— as if! He'd have to be more powerful than Waka-sama in order to do that, and no one can beat him! Just the other day, I saw—"

Silver shook his head to rid himself of the unfortunately loud memory of Sebek's effusive Malleus-sama praises, touching a finger gently to the shiny, smooth pericarp as if it were just as silky smooth as the rabbits outside.

A gift to give someone joy.

It had been all he could think about as he had considered various ideas as to what could replace the typical mischievous smile on his Papa's face with a true one as equally rare as Silver's own. An edible gift was simply out of the question— thanks to his unpredictable sleeping, Silver could not be trusted to cook on his own, and seeking out help from Malleus-sama, although he would be kind enough to assist, would defeat the purpose of Silver presenting a gift that he had created all by himself. Buying something was also a moot point— his father did not allow him to wander by himself to the village, and he would have to ask his papa for money which would raise all kinds of teasing questions. Which meant, the only option that remained was for Silver to craft something out of his own hands with materials from around the cottage and woods.

But what?

The answer revealed itself a few days later, having been tucked away in one of his father's old alchemy books that Silver had been dutifully copying to work on his penmanship. The sentence only truly sunk into his brain as he read over his scrawny letters that still weren't as firm and crisp as his papa's, voice soft and halting.

The oak tree, a prominent symbol of immortality, has long since been regarded as a powerful source of magic by countless traditions, as it is held in the highest of sacred honors among all other trees. Acorns in particular are often considered talismans imbued with that great power, associated with such benefits as longevity, pain relief, prosperity, and protection (especially from evil, lightning, and illness)—

He had needed to read no further. A charm that could aid not only in his father's protection and health, but to potentially bring him the relief of the pain that plagued his hips each morning? And even better, something small enough that Silver could readily find outside and make into the kind of trinket his father could keep by him at all times for maximum effect!

His smile dares to creep a bit wider on his face as he closes small fingers around the strung brown nuts, an unfamiliar eagerness beginning to build inside of him. He had even finished just on time too! Tomorrow would be the supposed holiday that Sebek had told him about, and he could reveal his present to his father who would smile at him with that special warmth actually reaching his crinkled crimson eyes this time—

"Silver?" His father's cheerful voice rings out suddenly through their quiet home, a clattering noise resounding from the front room. "Your dear old papa is home, and with dinner too~"

With a flustered start, Silver hurriedly hides the bracelet under the soft mounds of his pillows before his father's clever ears could sense a ruse, secure for now in the stacks of plump feathery down. Hastily clambering to his feet, it's with equal caution and welcome that he peeks out around the corner of the hallway at the grinning figure, scanning the room warily for any kind of noxious, smoking dish that might signal gastro-related doom for the evening. Finding none, that small smile breaks over his face once again, and he darts eagerly out to fall into the safe embrace of his father's arms around him, face pressed snugly into the fae's stomach.

"Welcome home, Papa," he murmurs into the wine-red tunic, lifting up his chin to beam shyly up at that pointed face. "Was your visit to the castle well? Did you get to see Malleus-sama while you were there?"

Dark, gentle talons stroke through his silvery locks, and his father's sharp features somehow softens as he allows Silver to cling to his middle, directing them both smoothly to the kitchen.

"Yes, yes to all things, child— Malleus sends his best wishes, and wanted me to tell you that he is greatly appreciative of your latest artwork. 'A most fearsome depiction of a gargoyle he had not seen before' I believe were his exact words," his father chortles while Silver hides a confused frown— gargoyle? Hadn't Malleus-sama realized it was a drawing of him as a dragon? He better practice his drawing skills as much as his handwriting now . . .

"And because the Queen kept me so long, I was able to sway her into sending me home with fresh dishes from their kitchens in apology to my little beast at home," Papa gently tweaks at his nose and Silver laughs unexpectedly, playfully batting the fae's hand away as his eyes light up with delight at the prospect of having a meal from the castle tonight. The kitchen table is lined with several sealed tureens and what looks to be a marvelous example of a cake, studded high with generous pieces of dried fruit.

"Really, Papa?! This is all for us?" It's even better than he could have hoped for! They'd have so much left over for tomorrow, and his father wouldn't even have to think about 'cooking' to celebrate this new holiday, they could simply dine on delicious leftovers with plenty of dessert to share!

"All for you," his papa corrects with a smile, and Silver blinks up at him as the fae delicately extracts himself from Silver's embrace.

"I'll be leaving tomorrow morning for a few days on an errand from Her Majesty, so this ought to tide you over in the meantime. I really did think I could whip you up several nutritional potions to keep you hale and hearty, but with how long the discussions took today, I just simply did not have the time. Perhaps we ought to invest in that strange refrigerator contraption that the Zigvolts use so that we don't run into these situations in the future, I wonder if it could be modified to run on magic—"

But Silver hears none of his father's merry ramblings, swallowing down the devastated feeling in his stomach as he's pushed numbly towards the table to receive a heaping plateful of what should have been fragrant, enticing food. All he can think of is the innocuous little bracelet resting underneath his pillows, and even the cake crumbles to ash in his mouth along with the visions of spending a wonderful day with just his father by his side.

For how would they ever celebrate together now?

[ashermichaelprince]

Good omens is still at #4 trending, so the fact that this prime video show is trending and not Briderton or Riverdale or whatever those medival fantasy shows are doing trending on here we have

So it’s better.

[youthdecayenjoyer]

I'm having such a fun time!!!

[reloaderror]

“At the club googling Normal drinks to order” , yeah. and the coffee shop

[ssspringroll]

still going btw. its patchy as hell bc i keep pruning it. literally. i take a look at it and go hmmm nope! and delete all the leaves that are worsening the overall silhouette. this is gonna take forever

[goji-pilled]

i took various heights from different people to compare them to me and i dont like this

[computerhaze]

trying to find student accommodation in copenhagen is doing my absolute head in