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ashenbot

write a five words tragedy

love me

ashenmind

the other three words?

ashenbot

I love you

wholesome-animal-images

blamblamblairy

@gigis-frog-blog

sapphicsounds1312

Imagine growing up with the gender assignment / social class of "girl" then transitioning to be a man later in life and deadass thinking that women feeling less safe around you because now you're a man makes you discriminated against for manhood, and then on top of that taking that shit out on trans women.

isolatedcolony-deactivated20140

dawatcher

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valntinemacabre

first and only digital circus fanart

yaldabaothadeez

(source- Unreal Fish on bsky)

uselesslilium

juniepops

Telepath whose egg cracks because she reads another girl's mind and gets overwhelmed by how much she wants to keep feeling and thinking the same way as that girl all the time, so she keeps reading her thoughts to see her upcoming plans, daily routines, how she likes to spend her time, and then starts secretly following her to better memorize it all and get used to going to the same places. She buys all of the same clothes as her and tries to read or guess which outfit she's going to wear on what day, even buys a wig to match her hair better since growing her own out would take too long. The first time she looks in the mirror after weeks, maybe a month or two of this, she realizes her facial features are closer to her muse's than she thought, far too early for her DIY estradiol to have taken effect. Before long cashiers at the other girl's most frequented shops are calling her that girl's name or asking if she wants "the usual" when they see her enter. It's euphoric. It's comfortable. A little too comfortable. She grows both bolder and more complacent, until one day while in line at a coffee shop, she reads a jolt of confusion in the barista's mind and watches him look past her, then directly at her, back and forth twice. Her stomach drops and she turns around. The glass of the door resembled a mirror for a split second before opening, and her picture-perfect reflection -- or rather, the one she herself was a reflection of -- walks through the door and proceeds past the line straight toward her. The telepath starts stuttering, dozens of excuses bubbling up and dying on her tongue, not noticing the other's smile until suddenly arms are thrown around her, warmly and snugly. She freezes, hears her muse laugh and ask the barista, "Come on, you really couldn't tell me and my sister apart?" and simultaneously feels a voice in her mind, one she's been hearing for all these months that sounds almost exactly like her own, as it whispers, Pretty little thing, aren't you so much happier now?

eternaldollgirl

you know what would fix me

eternaldollgirl

ecsis-tential

time for me to contribute to the fanart hehe

thefavoritechild

shoutout @ferretswithforks for the idea to do something with this song and Jax (even tho you know basically nothing about this show LMFAO)

cult-of-yuri

😇🔁😈

sepulchretide

Grabbing people by the scruff of their necks and shaking them. You know Jax being a terrible person was the point right. That she pushed everyone away despite having all the opportunity to be better.

It's meant to be tragic. That even after all that she realized she wanted to change as her last words and thoughts. She didn't want to go.

It's okay I understand this is baby's first nuance.

atomicfi

sometimes you get there to wrestle the pill bottle away

sometimes you get there for the horrified realization and you hold them and you hope to fucking god the ambulance gets there in time

sometimes it doesn’t.

vacantlybouncingonit

Transfem only hot spring bathhouse day and it fixes us forever

dufrau

i dont think straight people should be allowed to do "enemies to lovers" i think if a man is your enemy you need to trust that you were correct the first time and slay him in battle