#idk i just like the sound of baffoons

[vivizn]

Re: the tags you put on my post; you don't have to figure out the gender stuff all at once. You mentioned dresses? Try wearing dresses! Try a different set of pronouns, try a new name. None of that stuff has permanent ramifications. Take advantage of your group of non-cis friends for support with the name and pronouns stuff, they'll be thrilled to help. If you're "wrong" and you're "just" a GNC cis guy? That's still a great thing to be, if you're doing it on purpose!

(Future me here, quick info. Context at the bottom, and OP this turned out kinda long so read this when you have 5min to spare.)

Oh, uh, hi

Sorry, didn't expect a feedback on that, i was kinda yelling into the void and i keep forgetting this site is made of people ^^'

First off, thanks for reaching out, always nice to see that happening. And i hope you had, have and will have a nice day. Triple kindness in your face.

Secondly, dresses. It's kind of an ironic love that i have for those? Like, i just like wearing dresses for the bit (or on rare occasions i'll wear my skirt cuz it's faster to take on/off than pants). I say i get giddied up but It's really more because of the reaction of those around me (they find it funny (not in a mean way) so i'm glad i made them laugh).

Thirdly(?), changing names / pronouns. My *checks bio* neo-gendered sibling in christ, i can't even name my OCs, what makes you think i can name ME ToT ? As for the pronouns, eh... idk, i'm fine with keeping he/him i think, keeps things consistant. Again, default settings. I definitly need to try it one day though.

Fouthly? Fourtly? Fourd? Fuck, permanence. You fool. You absolute baffoon (affectionate). How dare you think for a moment have what it takes to handle ephemerality? I literally have mlp themed stickers still in package because i don't want to deal with using them somewhere and later not having them anymore. Either I will give up after the first time someone uses another set of pronouns, or the short period of time where they did will haunt me forever because nothing came out of it. <- also work if i end up changing pronouns, my brain is good at thinking bad. (I also have a suspicious amount of ND friends. Yeah yeah, i know, the idea of seeing a therapist sounds sexier everyday.)

5 (because i'm tired, it's 3am), being wrong. That is actually something i somewhat enjoy surprisingly. Because at least that means i have something to go off of, a starting point. That's usually all i need to start working on anything that require thought (so literally everything). I'd rather have someone tell me to do a thing and then shit on the thing they told me to do than having someone tell me "just follow your heart 🥰🥰🥰". Like, cool bro, how do i do that? Bitch won't move, how am i supposed to follow it?

1/3 of 666, credits. I never know how to close off rants because i always forget the first 3 points i try to make. So uhhh thanks to your patience if you've read through that (i feel like you would), sorry for ranting/venting(?) on what was just supposed to be a positive message i think. Thanks again for trying to reach out, but i honestly think i've got to deal with my other problems before i can tackle my gender (like the o so joyful experience of finding a job. yay.) (<- monotonest voice ever).

original post + my tags for those interested in context, AKA: hi alexxel, hi malt (watch out for the rant in your name, i'm gonna steal it), probably hi gayotic

And a pic of me in a dress because i feel like it

Couldn't find a dress so all you get is a fashion disaster, feat a hat i borrowed from a friend to complete the fit.

[igotthesmellofbooks]

Invisible Chains

So. It's a series, I guess. Basically, a princess and prince love story. I think.

Anyways, enjoy!

*Please note:

To be used for reading purposes only. You may not pass this off as your own. If you would like to continue this by writing it even though it is not a prompt, kindly give me credit in case you do use it. Also, I will be posting some characters sketches as well. Hopefully.

I leaned against the railing of my balcony, gazing down at the gorgeous meadows below, the cool, dewy morning wind rippling my long hair. The sun peeked over the horizon.

I breathed deeply and relaxed my muscles.

One day.

Just one more day, then those buffoon princes would be here for whatever alliance my father wanted to form. What that had to do with me, I had no idea. But my father never shared any news about alliances with me, so I found this rather suspicious.

I don’t know why I was so nervous. It was a rather strange feeling for me.

Ugh, sometimes I wished I wasn’t a princess. Fine, most of the time.

Ever since a week ago, when one of my maids had found out my plan to escape from the royal palace, my father started keeping me under strict lock and key. I wasn’t even permitted to go the library anymore.

It was so infuriating. So, so infuriating, being under everyone’s scrutiny, to be judged every minute; no matter what I did. I couldn’t even eat as much as I wanted. (Oh, and before YOU start judging me as well, yes, I eat heartily. I work up an appetite by exercising. And I exercise a lot. I suppose I should be grateful my father even lets be train now. Hmph.)

Each day was the same without fail.

But I had this feeling that something was going to happen today.

My maid, Alyssa, was exceptionally loud today. She chattered on and on about how the new stable-boy was so handsome, and how the cooks had improved their cakes and how a maid was so rude and all sorts of gossip.

Strange. My father had ordered everyone not to speak to me after finding out about my plan to escape. It only served to solidify my feelings about today.

When I asked what was going to happen today, she refused to open her mouth again. Ugh, I certainly didn’t know the art of subtlety, did I?

Suddenly, I heard the rumble of my chamber doors opening. Seemed like my father had a little visit planned, hopefully to explain what the hell was going on.

To my disappointment, it was only a messenger. He cleared his throat nervously and began speaking, sweating under his collar. ”His majesty wishes to speak with her Highness this evening, over dinner at 7.”

Hmm. Interesting. I nodded vacantly in dismissal. “You may leave.” Alyssa told him. He bowed and left. She studied me. “What are you thinking?”

She was my only friend, so I didn’t mind her asking.

I shook my head. “Nothing. Just-” I sighed. “Just wondering what this is about.”

She gave me a small smile. “Don’t worry. You’ll find out soon enough.”

I returned her smile and turned back to my balcony.

I continued gazing at the horizon, the sun already in the sky. A flock of birds flew steadily in the sky. How I wished I could be free.

Almost at once, the morning quiet was shattered by a horse’s neigh, right underneath me. Sighing, I looked down and saw a horse, more than 10 feet from me, trying to bite a stable boy’s hand, which held a carrot. The rider himself was nowhere to seen.

Or so I thought.

A shrill whistle cut through the air, making both the horse and stable boy freeze, mid-tug.

A tall man, probably the rider, came from inside the stables and reached for the carrot, taking it. “Thank you. I’ll take it from here”, he spoke in a deep voice. A simple request, but spoken with authority. Must be a noble man or someone else. His voice did all fluttery things to my stomach. Hmm. It was not like me to swoon over a stranger; or rather, his voice. In fact, it was not like to swoon over anyone at all.

Meanwhile, the stable boy had left and now the tall man was brushing the horse’s mane and feeding it the carrot. WITH HIS BACK TO ME.

I have no idea why, but I get incredibly frustrated if I am unable to see a person’s face.

I could see nothing of his face save his luscious, raven – black hair.

Turn around, I silently said.

Scoffing, I returned my attention to the meadows.

Then I felt a pair of eyes searing into my skin. Shifting slightly, I peered over the railing and drank in every speck of his perfect features, marred only a tiny scar at the corner of his top lip. He was beautiful. Blessed with a square jaw, full lips, a perfect nose, high cheekbones and long lashes, he was as gorgeous as the devil. It was his eyes, though, that I found most mesmerizing. Beautiful cobalt eyes, dark as the ocean. Which were looking right at me.

To be continued….

[nanaccused]

NANAAAAAA AKDHKS youre so fun to talk to i honestly just 10/10 thank you for teaching me chrse words mwah i like??? love you so much?? you Idiot (affectionate mwah i could never hate you) youre just !!!!! a h im waiting for the dunplings you’ll make they sound so swag ANYWAYS youre such a nice person nana remember that your loved by S O many people and youre just amazing 💛💛💛💛 (again?? i didnt do a lot of hearts on this one too?? im so sorry pls forgive me 💛💛💛💛💛💛) mwah also im forgetting a l o t of things today so if my ask seems off? just know i Dont hate you its just me forgetting idk 💛

BEEEEEEEEE you're like such an amazing person?? And I love talking to you 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡 it's really fun teaching you swear words!! And you're such a baffoon (affectionate) ily🧡🧡🧡 AND you're loved by everyone who knows you (and if not tell me, I'll come beat them up, Honigtopf) because you're so nice and sweet 🧡🧡🧡🧡 (there's literally nothing to forgive bee you don't even have to send me these asks everyday) 🧡🧡🧡🧡