Oh hey, Bingo!
butch as in, “here let me get that for you.”
butch as in, I help all my friends move.
butch as in, “of course I’ll be the DD.”
butch as in, I walk on the outside of the sidewalk.
butch as in, “thank you, baby.”
butch as in, I’m the advice friend.
butch as in, “do you need help?”
butch as in, I’m active in my community.
butch as in, “say that again, I dare you.”
butch as in, I’m a jack of all trades.
butch as in, “will you stay?”
butch as in, a shoulder to lean on.
butch as in, “I can fix that.”
butch as in, I’ll pump your gas and check your oil.
butch as in, “I’d love to make you dinner.”
inspired by @femmefruit :)
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My comrades and I got threatened by a pack of neo-nazis at a benefits show we were hosting for our new local Food-not-Bombs chapter in SC last night.
Nobody got hurt and the show was a huge success after we got them to fuck off, but it really put things into perspective for me regarding my transitioning body and physical wellness/performance. I work a physically demanding warehouse job, but the workload is just inconsistent enough where unfortunately I’m not getting much out of it unless we’re super busy. Currently I’m just a wiry bundle of sticks with A-cups and mediocre upper-body strength (on a good day 😅).
I think it’s high-time I properly break the glass on my Vi/Gideon Nav/Scorpia/Zarya transition goals. Gonna look up how to min-max my vegetarian diet and find a queer-friendly workout center in my area.
I suppose a hefty DIY belt chain would do me some good too…. 😈 Stay safe out there y’all. It’s only gonna get worse before it gets better.
so like this will be rambly but oh well.
i’ve only been on hormones for almost 2 years and i have some Things to Say.
Transfems you need to eat and you should workout in general but especially strength training. You’re going through puberty so you need a ton of fuel, also the fat redistribution that will give you feminine features comes from incoming fat, don’t expect your existing fat to just migrate on its own.
as for working out, it will make you feel better i promise. It also is important to focus on functional fitness so when youre old you can squat to pick things up with ease, or farmer-carry the heavy groceries, or help lift friends off the ground when theyre injured. Working out is your way to say “fuck you world, i’m trans and i will survive and even when i’m old i won’t go down easy”
I know the dolls are underrepresented in fitness spaces, so it can be intimidating, but fitness is for everyone and you may able to be positive exposure to trans people for those who otherwise might not see people like us day to day, and that makes them think of you as part of their community.
I also want to point out that I worked out before transitioning, i wasnt super strong or anything but i lost nearly all of my upper body strength after my T dropped, I STILL cannot reach some of my old PRs for certain movements. I’m not trying to paint women and AFAB people as inherently weak (there were tons of cis women way stronger than me even when i wasnt on E), but when your body shifts from relying on testosterone to estrogen you lose a ton of energy and a ton of strength. Working on building and maintaining strength is nothing but beneficial in every facet of your life.
(this may be a good time to point out if youre scared of being bulky and muscly: dont be. its very difficult to get that physique and you have to be actively working or planning for it 24/7)
All this to say that I’ve seen so many scrawny transfems wondering why they dont see many physical effects from their transition while they under eat and dont train. Fuel, Fat, and Muscle will give you the results, the hormones are just blueprints to tell your body what to do with those things (among other things).
Another thing for the American transfems, with the next minimum 4 years looking very bleak: a strong doll can fight back.
Yes, YES, YEEEESSSSSS!!! 💀
why fortiche should animate the locked tomb like arcane:
incredibly good grasp on "characters not acting like themselves" (e.g. viktor's changed mannerisms after merging with the hexcore, down to microexpressions)
the fight scenes
wide range of female characters that nevertheless all appeal to the sapphics (just. imagine seeing gideon built like sevika)
animating the moments where harrow's memory is "corrupted" along the lines of jinx's hallucinations
the pool scene. like imagine the water effects that the silco scene uses and pair it with the intimacy demonstrated with the caitvi interactions—
I feel seen by this in so many ways, especially given the absolute rollercoaster 2024 was for me. Thank you OP.
I was going to make this a poem but I feel inept in that regard right now so buckle up for Just a Rant
I'm 28 years old and I've identified as so many things that I've stopped counting. And I don't think that any of them truly were "wrong" and that just adds to my confusion.
I thought I was bi, I came out as asexual when I realized other people thought about "sex" and I did not. I came out as demisexual when I met my first girlfriend and I realized making her cum made me feel good. I came out as nonbinary cause I realized I'm not cis and that felt like the "less radical" thing to come out as. I came out as a trans woman when I realized I wanted to transition and I thought that estrogen was just for women. I came out as nonbinary and butch when I realized that people's well-meaning "womanhood 101" felt just as oppressive as the endless choir of "how to be a man". I called myself a bambi lesbian when I found REAL ADULT LOVE for the first time and I did realize that I quite liked the label and the things that it contained. I spent years skirting the edges of identity and listening to weirdos giving me exclusionist talks until I threw all that in the bin and stopped giving a fuck what other people thought about the divide between "bi" and "lesbian" and what that all meant about who was allowed to be what and why.
I came to realize that to me "lesbian" is more about my feelings regarding EVERYTHING that society expects of me in terms of gender AND sexuality and that maybe if it truly came down to wording it I was panromantic.
I started exploring polyamory more and realized that most of my relationships had at least been partly queerplatonic.
My relationship with one of my partners started as as non-romantic, non-sexual and then gradually started looking more and more that way. We started being horny for one another, we had so much sex one time they visited me that I injured myself a number of times. Eventually over the years they lost their libido and I spent some time crying in therapy cause I thought that meant they didn't love me until I realized that they obviously do love me and if they desire sex or not REALLY shouldn't matter to me as an ace person in the first place.
I got into another relationship, with one of my long time best friends, and that ended up involving sex. I realized I'm not exclusively a top and a dom, I realized that maybe I wasn't just stone butch after all. I started exploring all that more.
Eventually my partner of 5 years came out to me as aromantic and I thought that my heart broke until they told me that they'd always felt that way and they just lacked the words. When we sat down and mapped out common ground I'd never felt as happy and I came to realize that love could change and still be whole.
I started getting closer with someone and I realized that I wanted to hold her hand and maybe kiss her. That budding romance came to be one summer long and there were countless talks of what "romance" actually meant because after my partner's coming out I started to deconstruct all that. I entered that connection prepared to get my heart broken and then the heartbreak never came. We've been together for over a year and we've redefined what "together" means multiple times and what remains the same is that we love each other.
I'm a service top. I'm a power bottom. I'm a switch verse. I'm a soft stone butch. I'm a bambi dyke. I'm a transfem femboy tomboy drag peasant. I'm a lesbian but not in the way that society thinks. I'm asexual, I'm aromantic, I'm so in love.
Does it make sense? Maybe not. But love is like a living being. You cannot rightly cut open its skin and dissect it without killing it.
Aw crap I done goofed, time to start over with a flood/blacking out the solar system! 💀
As someone who has never been very beguiled by fiction that explore/criticize religion through the perspective that God either never existed or is evil/selfish/uncaring I really truly appreciate and love that The Locked Tomb went with the, to me, much more complex, intriguing and existentially terrifying idea that God is just some dude. A dude that has more power than anyone else in the universe yes. But still just some dude. Who does not really have answers or a great plan, and the plans he does have are just... plans. Maybe good, maybe great, maybe less than good, maybe bad, but entirely human in their conception.
And in the ways God is portrayed as a father he is not an abusive and/or neglectful one in the violent, domineering, authoritative or indifferent way. He's a dissapointing, absent father in the way that he's there but doesn't quite know what to do with you. He cares and he feels for you but he does nothing to help. He pats you on the head and says you've been through a lot and then goes back to drinking his tea.
And you can argue that he's trying his best and that he loves you but neither of it is good enough, actually a lot of it is deeply flawed and all the worries and anxieties that was comforted by putting your faith in him now comes rushing over you tenfold as you realise he is not omnipotent or all-knowing or has endless love and it's not certain at all that he is more qualified to do this than you are.
He is just some dude.
Some dude named John.
This hits WAY too close to home for me.
A frail, bloodstained nun dragging a greatsword behind her attuned to the Aspect of Kiriona stumbles towards a boon symbolized by a pair of golden sunglasses…
“Griddle?!?? No, it can’t be… in the name of Drearburh and its tombs I beseech you!”
*da-dong/bla-blang*
“Sup Night Boss! Quite the blade you got there… you’ve been sharpening it right? Right?? Harrow??? Look, we’ll fight about it once your spindly ass is out of this nightmare but at least take one of these before you pass out okay…”
One Flesh, One End. Bitch (Legendary): Your bone shards now regenerate over time instead of your call.
First Flower of Your House: Critical melee hits against unarmored enemies now apply ~slow~ for 3s.
Ortus, Ortus, Ortus (duo): Boons that modify ~litany~ damage now apply to your greatsword attacks as well. Health regeneration is disabled.
after all this is over i want supergiant to make a video game of the locked tomb. they can call it Hades 3
And then to top it all off, Cam and Pal spend all three books unpacking and dissecting this binary until they ultimately reject it and LITERALLY become non-binary together!!! 🤯💀🔥🥹
I love how Tamsyn Muir was like, in this world everybody’s totally cool about gender and sexuality, but there’s a new invented binary that’s culturally and religiously defining and dictates who people are allowed to love and/or fuck and the roles they play in society.
They’ve written volumes and volumes of religious texts about how to conform to these sacred binary roles and filthy porn about people fulfilling or breaking the stereotypes of these roles. The role a person fulfills is determined before they’re born and dictates every aspect of their life. Once in a while someone who’s supposed to be on one side of the socioreligious binary is born more suited to the other side and has to hide it all their life (Coronabeth). Sometimes people fall in love in a way the socioreligious binary declares blasphemous and they decide to love each other openly anyway, and it shocks and scandalizes people no matter how wholesome and lovely and mundane their relationship is (Abigail and Magnus).
And these sacred binary roles are not equal, oh no, as much as the religious doctrine crows the importance of both roles, one is supposed to sacrifice endlessly and unquestioningly for the other, body, mind, and soul. And these binary roles have existed for ten thousand years and were created by God and underlie the whole structure of the universe! But here’s the secret: there was a time before this sacred binary existed, and God is just Some Guy who made this shit up.
My best friend is resisting every attempt I make to get her to read these books as she vehemently hates YA novels. As of now, the only ground I’ve gained is her suggesting I compile a one-hour PowerPoint presentation explaining Gideon-Nona.
I feel OP’s pain here. This task is insurmountable. I am undone.
My sister in Jod, you ask the impossible 💀
I love folks asking for no spoilers for the rest of Gideon the Ninth after they've read it. "Please no spoilers" my sibling in Jod, I even if I laid the rest of the plot out in bullet points for you step by step in an annotated diagram there is no way I could prepare you for what was happening. I could tell you point blank what happens to each and every character in the series and you'd still read the books and go "what the fuck". Tamsyn Muir made a spoiler proof trilogy. It's like the matrix. You cannot know what happens in future books. To be frank even if you read them it's pretty much uncertain you know what happens in future books. I want the next one right now.
Metal 🤘😈🤘
Some more old art :) this time fanart of Nimona! This was also kinda inspired by Dune lol cos I watched it around the same time I did nimona
wip under the cut vv
I like how I coloured the wings in this one, the *ahem* Subsurface Scattering
Disaster enby (they/them) hoarding queer art and discourse for my personal entertainment and education. Enjoyer of all things body-horror, necromantic, punk, unseelie , etc.
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