First I’d like to say I have no clue how this shit works but I was convinced to make an account by a friend.
You can call me Blue, I use they/ them pronouns and like masculine terms to describe me.
If you’re curious… I identify as a trans-masc nonbinary/ agender lesbian! Confusing I know I’m the one who had to figure it out.
I’m cool with messages as long as you’re respectful etc. If you’re an anon in asks please put your age, pronouns, and emoji!! But fair warning I’m an anxiety filled introvert; I might be scared to reply…
Oh also this page is basically anything that comes to my mind and some of it will probably be nsfw. Sorry not sorry!
I lowkey might be on the spectrum (or at least my friends suspect) and have a lot of hyper-fixations I would love to hear about if you’re interested in as well! These include:
TCGs (Pokémon, MTG, Yu-Gi-Oh!, One piece)
Anything music! (Songs, instruments- I play a few!)
Rubik’s Cubes/ puzzles (I think I have around 30 ish and can solve them all by memory minus one or two)
Anything Art (I draw/ paint etc. Very crafty!)
Fun facts (I love learning , even if it’s kinky ;) )
Gaming (I play so many games and love smaller creators! Video-games, board games, anything!)
YouTubers! (I LOVE SMOSH!!! And quite a few others if you’re interested just ask!)
there's this specific grief that comes with being trans and hearing another trans person has died. because no matter how far away they were, it never feels distant, it feels communal. cellular. like someone reached into the wiring of your own body and cut a thread. trans people learn early on in their journey - often even before they begin transitioning - that survival is treated like a political statement. joy is political. transition is political. getting to exist long enough to become boring is political.
and now mourning is political, too.
i'm so sorry, murry foust. i keep thinking about how tired you must have been. how tired all of us are. how humiliating it is that even when we die alone, people still laugh and debate whether we deserved to live a happy, dignified life at all.
there are trans kids online right now learning your name – and the names of juniper blessing, lucas redbeard knapp, aleanna belcher, and davonta curtis – through grief. through fear. through that horrible, familiar ache of "that could've been me." and i hate that this is part of our inheritance from one another. not just chosen family and resilience and beauty – but memorials. vigils. apology letters to ghosts.
you deserved better. you deserved to grow old and live a happy, fulfilled life. all of us do. i promise we will keep fighting for our community to have a better future and we'll carry our lost siblings the whole way through.
I would not be offended if you got so into it riding my strap that you forget I'm a person and just hump me like I'm your pillow or just another toy for you to get off with. You know. As friends 🤷
spanking pussy is so underrated. i want her trembling on my lap while her pussy drips all over my thighs and of course i’m being mean on purpose, occasionally brushing my fingers over her needy hole between spanks.