Lackaland

If the silence takes you, then I hope it takes me too. || He/it

[lackalovesyou]

My new best friend

Her name is martha

[sin0fempathy]

the “transmasc voices project” account is the most transparent twerf psyop i’ve seen recently. do not send anything to them, as they absolutely expected the responses of disgust at the co-opting of a transfem SA survivor project. their shock and “traumatized” reaction to the backlash is the entire point.

scripts for accounts like that are as follows: start off by being blatantly transmisogynistic, claim that “transfem abusers silence us non-transfem victims!!” then when the well-deserved tongue lashings come flying in begin to crytype about how Traumatizing it is to be recognized as the bigot you are, then use it to double-triple down on your original claim that “transfem communities harbor and protect abusers.” it’s a very common tactic bigots of all stripes use, and the whole time it’s just gaslighting transfems about their own oppression, claiming they have some sort of social power to keep tmes silent when they’re victims of abuse at their hands.

as i’d hope most of the people reading this know, the exact opposite is true. transfems are almost never believed when they speak out about being assaulted by a tme person, and there is absolutely no need to “bring awareness” to transfem perpetrators- because nearly every single tme person and their mother already assumes transfems as potential predators, so they’re already predisposed to believe they’d SA someone no matter what!! it’s kind of one of the most major facets of transmisogyny there is!!

sending them asks and explaining why they’re wrong is worse than useless. because they know they’re wrong, and they’re happily using the backlash as ammo for the real message they’re trying to send.

[herpsandbirds]

Spotted Salamander (Ambystoma maculatum), female, PA, USA

photograph via: Susquehannock Wildlife Society

[chxrry-bombs]

5 Tiny Writing Tips That Aren’t Talked About Enough (but work for me)

These are some lowkey underrated tips I’ve seen floating around writing communities — the kind that don’t get flashy attention but seriously changed how I write.

1. Put “he/she/they” at the start of the sentence less often.

Try switching up your sentence rhythm. Instead of

“She walked to the window,”

try

“The window creaked open under her touch.”

Keeps it fresh and stops the paragraph from sounding like a checklist.

2. Don’t describe everything — describe what matters.

Instead of listing every detail in a room, pick 2–3 objects that say something.

“A half-drunk mug of tea and a knife on the table”

sets a way stronger tone than

“There was a wooden table, two chairs, and a shelf.”

3. Use beats instead of dialogue tags sometimes.

Instead of:

"I'm fine," she said.

Try:

"I'm fine." She wiped her hands on her skirt.

It helps shows emotion, and movement.

4. Write your first draft like no one will ever read it.

No pressure. No perfection. Just vibes. The point of draft one is to exist. Let it be messy and weird — future you will thank you for at least something to edit.

5. When stuck, ask: “What’s the most fun thing that could happen next?”

Not logical. Not realistic. FUN. It doesn’t have to stay — but chasing excitement can blast through writer’s block and give you ideas you actually want to write.

What’s a tip that unexpectedly helped with your writing? Let me know!! 🍒

[f0gblog]

the thing is i still havent figured out how to not get white room syndrome when i follow tip #2

[lackalovesyou]

Can my tulpas get angry with me? They’re always comforting me and whatnot and I feel bad that I can’t return the favour. I’m always kind to them but I don’t want it to feel like I’m using them, yknow?

[herpsandbirds]

Sandhill Cranes (Antigone canadensis), mother with “colts”, family Gruidae, order Gruiformes, FL, USA

photographs by Igor Marach

[malefixium]

the trees you grew up with have not forgotten you. their branches still whisper your name in the breeze and their roots remember the paths your feet once traced through their shade.

[mylittlemesseduphead]

it sucks how people dont let you talk about your psychotic experiences and immediately just go "see a doctor about that" or "i am not qualified to help with this" like i actually am not asking you to fix this i just need someone to listen to me because this experience is incredibly isolating and lonely and scary and no one seems to be able to deal with me when i really just need a friend. like why is it ok to talk about your autism or adhd struggles but as soon as it is psychosis it is chucked in the too hard basket.

[the-overanalyst]

art is an inextricable part of who she is as a person. so if she remembers how to truly love art, that means remembering how to love herself.

[the-overanalyst]

art as a way of getting validation -> art as a vehicle for self-improvement -> art as something she just genuinely loves and enjoys

her "self" only exists if others acknowledge her -> her "self" is in her own hands as she tries to become someone worthy -> her "self" is someone she can accept and be happy with no matter what

[eeveecraft]

My tulpa is so babie....... how do see and hear himb??.I've only heard him once and I've never ever seen him :((

Have you checked out the various vocality and visualization guides out there?

Here's a few resources I can recommend:

Vocality:

Tips for Hearing Your Tulpa

Coaxing Tulpae Into Talking

Quantum Nametag's Method

Schlondark's Psychic Tulpa Voice Guide

Simple trick which helped me at least with tulpa's voice

Overcoming Parrotnoia: a short-ish guide

Tulpa Vocalization Practice (need to download the PDF since the original Google Doc is no longer accessible)

Visualization:

Basic Method On Practicing Visualization

Image Streaming

JD's Guide to Visualization

Teryakywind's Guide to Making the Imagined Real

Visualization Focus Guide

Can't see a dang thing?

Sensory Fundamentals: a Visualization Guide

Tulpa Appearance Tip

Pokemon battles in the wonderland

Hope at least some of these resources help you! Might just hold onto these to make an ORGANIZED masterlist of resources later.

6-10-2025

[homoeroticjunoincident]

reblog to make prev stop having headaches

[mallowmaenad]

if you told fluttershy you were therian youd have to explain it to her and she'd say, "Oh, that's nice." and seem like she didn't get it at first but next time you're at her house she'd set out a bowl of theriotype appropriate food that your body is still capable of digesting and treat you gently like the animal you are and as you eventually go to leave and express your gratitude she would say something like "Of course, this is a safe place for animals of all shapes and sizes." and then maybe a week later the two of you smoke weed and fu

[partlydigested]

The fact that you're forced to have a set physical form is so fucked up.

Like yeah this is Your Vessel. You can kinda change it, but not a ton. At least not without spending large amounts of money or having undesirable side effects. And no you can't choose how your Vessel looks, that's based on your parents sorry. Also as you age Your Vessel will change, sometimes in ways you don't want. Can't really do much about that either.

And all interactions have to be through Your Vessel. You can never escape Your Vessel. If you want to have irl friends they'll have to see Your Vessel. And if you don't show someone Your Vessel, they're going to have an image in their head about what Your Vessel looks like, and its almost certainly not what it actually looks like.

Escaping Your Vessel is impossible.

[sleepless999creator]

Sleepless Creator: There may be errors, I'm writing through a translator. I hope it was worth it. Enjoy reading.

Enjoy reading, viewer.

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I don't have time for anything,

I come home so late.

I'm extending the conversations.

And migraines are boiling pain,

I'm slowly dying.

And your call is on hold.,

A wasteland of wild wanderings.

And the flesh will become dead...once alive.

Lilac blossoms,

Making my way through the graves,

At the other end, life is nascent,

It's time to wait,

It looks like that..

And she continued to thrive.

Flowing past the edges,

Blood on the claws.

Tired of ruining..

But I'll wait for May.

Non-existent nostalgia..

Beyond the flow of years,

Forgetting alien laws.

Our abandoned houses,

In the frozen distant past..

The heart will not forget,

A symphony of golden eagles is creaking,

Keeps forever eternal,

The eyes of the sweetness of your flowers.

I do not know the threshold of love,

Feelings after your death,

I'm overwhelmed.

Among many others,

Their silhouettes are indistinguishable,

The details are soluble.

That's how hopes died.,

That's how dreams died.,

That's how we died.

The edge and the beginning will intertwine,

Your burnt-out interior,

of parting pain, will intersect with my darkness.

We will find each other.

Fires of radiant lights,

In the midst of native darkness..

Beautifully reflecting..

Penitent souls, heaven tandem, banner system..

They don't last forever..

I write poems about you.

And the restrictions are shattering,

frozen tears flowing down.

I keep it in my memories,

Before every meeting of ours.

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version in Russian, the language in which this poem was originally written:

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Ничего не успеваю,

Столь поздно домой приезжаю.

Беседы продливаю.

И мигрени боль вскипая,

Я медленно умираю.

И твой звонок на удержании,

Пустошь дичалых скитаний.

И помертвеет плоть...некогда живая.

Сирень расцветает,

Сквозь могилы пробиваясь,

На чужом конце — жизнь зарождаясь,

Ждала пора,

Похоже так..

И она дальше процветала.

Мимо краев протекая,

Кровь на когтях.

Усталось губит..

Но дождусь я мая.

Не существующая ностальгия..

Вне течения годов,

Чуждые законы забывая.

Наших заброшенных домов,

В застывшем дальнем прошлом..

Не позабудет сердце,

Скрипит симфония златых орлов,

Хранит навеки вечные,

Очи слащавости твоих цветов.

Любви порога я не знаю,

Чувства после гибели своей,

Меня переполняют.

Среди множества иных,

Их силуэты неразличимы,

Детали растворимы.

Так умирали надежды,

Так умирали мечты,

Так умирали мы.

Сплетутся грань и начало,

Твоё прожженное нутро,

прощальной боли, пересечется с моим мраком.

Найдём друг друга мы.

Пожары лучезарных огней,

Среди родной тьмы..

Красиво отражаясь..

Покаянных душ, небес тандем, системы знамя..

Они не вечны..

Пишу поэмы о тебе.

И бьются в дребезги ограничения,

застывших слез стекая.

Храню в воспоминаниях,

До каждых встреч наших.

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[doktorpearlensparkle]

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⋆｡˚⋆❀ ˖° 🐚 𓇼 🫧 . . . "Fall in love with life itself . . . . ⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 🕊 Aphrodite, set me free" ༘⋆ 🦪 ♡⸝⸝ 💌⊹。° ˖➴ . . .

[braindeadshockjock]

you look like scooped from a jar

you look like two scoops from a jar of something.

[ienactforcefem]

the best thing you can do for a trans woman is to give her shelter, be it physical, emotional, metaphorical, or otherwise. it's a long way forward, create an environment where she feels safe enough to trust you with her wellbeing. Being a transfeminist is not something you can idly be. show her she's not alone.