Bweh

she/her early 20s usamerican, tma

[salamanding]

waiting room at the sci-fi future elective surgery clinic

version with thought bubble + fundraiser for my gender-affirming surgery which inspired the creation of this piece.

[iancsamson]

Force-femme? Self-Discovery? Bit of both? The Punk-to-Lebanne theory leaves some fun gaps to fill.

[mossworm]

I got this little dragon from a kinder egg so he holds my darner needle now

[mossworm]

I have work to do but...

[alleesaur]

the productivity creatures

[dogpuppy]

[maletolion]

in the next deadlock patch if you are laning with mina and she is low on health you can let her

[creaturesanonymous]

blogjob from a girl with a huge queue

[pigeon-princess-ceci]

[devinellekurtz]

Dragon Gallery From my new artbook "Modern Dragons" on Kickstarter now!

[z9m2-deactivated20210707]

source

[godemp-deactivated20221024]

I do so love that he does not spill a single drop.

[jackscarab]

[robotlyra]

[mortimermcmirestinks]

the thing that gets me is that he looks WILDLY normal before putting on the glasses, and an absolute FREAK after

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

This is your brain. This is your brain makin piss. Any questions?

[superchat]

[halimaidmf]

meet a new warrior

considering changing the purpose i fight for

ask her if she follows the law of balance or the law of might

she doesn't understand

explain the difference between slaying one friend for each foe you slay and slaying all who stand in your way

she laughs and says "I simply slay the wicked, ma'am"

take a look at her code

it's the law of might

[notvoid]

[cuppydogshane]

at evil taco bell they serve Baja Blight

[magi-magi-tamamoland-chan]

if a girl has wings you do have to grope them is the thing

[natalieironside]

Shout out to trans women who aren’t computer scientists or musicians or avant-garde artists or whatever.

Shout-out to tgirls who work at Taco Bell. Thank u queen, society would collapse without you

[snkrfnd]

Over twenty years ago my big brother got me a job at a Taco Bell in the St. Louis suburbs-West County. He warned me that it was the “gay Taco Bell”, but since I was coming from the “gay Howard Johnson’s” I wasn’t shocked. It turns out it was the black trans women Taco Bell complete with black trans women in management. And they’d worked out an arrangement with the local teen Narcotics Anonymous group so that twice a week we would shut down the drive thru and the dining room and exclusively serve 60+ teens in various stages of recovery. And many of the women I worked with were in various stages of being out or transitioning and they were from all generations from teens to over 50. One woman I worked with had a regular corporate job presenting as a man 9-5 Mon-Fri and then came to Taco Bell and worked 6pm -2am Friday and Saturday night so she could be herself surrounded by other black transwomen in those stolen weekends. And we had customers come from all over the metro area because they knew they could be themselves in the dining room. I only worked there from 1999-2001 but for young me, this was a vital, formative experience. Some of the girls came from north city all the way out to the “gay Taco Bell” on Manchester in west county because they heard it was safe to work there. Like- I know times have changed but they haven’t changed much in 20 years. I’m still convinced that for lgbt youth, finding a job at your city’s version of the “gay Taco Bell” is key to survival.

[natalieironside]

Thank u for sharing this with us

[yuriartillery]

Consider the train station! The vast beating heart through which all things are moved. Cavernous vaulted ceilings like a cathedral, yet where a crucifix would hang sits instead the clock-face of a god truer than any Christ: Time!

Time, whose laws are unmoving and inviolate. By whose decree are mountains leveled and valleys filled. On whose principles every curse and convenience of our lives are founded.

But are these not the works of human hands? Surely the sidereal stars would dance their celestial steps without our observation. The Earth turns, indifferent to our attention. Nonetheless, it is our demarcation that gives time power. Power to erect fortresses and cross continents.

Consider again the train station! It is at once neat and orderly and disorganized and messy. Arrivals both late and early, petty people rushing only to wait. A chaotic animal ruled by an illusory master. Sweet girl, are you not the same?