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@mimis-web
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My name is Mimi
I'm a 22 year old trans girl.
I make art, music, and writing, work on gamedev stuff. Do a lot of fanfic.
If you have any desire to talk, or make conversation, please DM me, I'm scared to initiate conversations, but I love to talk to people.
the thing about chekhov's gun is that the gun does not literally "need to go off by the third act." the story works just as well if someone merely grabs the gun and starts threatening people with it, or if the Jewish protagonist recognizes the particular model as a Politically Concerning piece of world war 2 surplus, or if the gun's owner waxes nostalgic about the last time he fired it, etc. etc. etc.
unfortunately I get the impression that a lot of people do not understand that and therefore build theories around the idea that if the gun is not Specifically taken down from the wall and fired, it serves no purpose to the story, so why the hell was it there in the first place
it fucken WIMDY
girk at my work discovered my terrible secret
why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable
Broken notes… deactivated account… removed image….
Finally, we have them all.
In addition: OP’s name is just… gone. No “[insert username]-deactivated[insert a bunch of numbers]” as is the standard for deactivated blogs.
Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.
It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.
It wandered across mine. I shall help it travel forward.
this is not a place of honor
Oh hey post of Ozymandius, good to see you again standing on your feet in a desert where no one remembers you
If Rambley was the final boss?
(I really love obsessive Rambley.)
trans women i love you
disabled trans women i love you
first 5 faceless emojis are how your summers gonna go
Magnus Archives fan I see
THIS IS SO FUNNY I'M SORRY
Hewwos, I heard you draw OCs and I wanted to hand my soft candle boy Wick to ya, drawn by my friend Mimi :D
yay is so cuteee :D
Trans girls, in my experience, have largely lived an existence in which for the vast majority of our lives, we've never been anybody's first choice romantically. That's if we're chosen at all.
Second choice? Yeah. Back up plan? Happens. Fetishized? Always.
But never just chosen. Never just pursued. Never loved quite as much as we need. Never the object of obsession. Never the focus of passion.
Every love feels like it's one better option disappearing like a vapor in the wind.
So I say all that to say, if you're romantically inclined, and you love a trans girl. Choose her. Really choose her. Choose her in every moment. Make her feel like she's the only one that matters and do it every day, because it's possible, likely even, that she's never felt that before.
Really choose her, or you will break her heart.
If you're not willing to do that, leave her the fuck alone.
ALSO. FLOWERS. FOR THE LOVE OF GODS GET HER FLOWERS SHE HAS PROBABLY NEVER BEEN GIVEN FLOWERS ROMANTICALLY IN HER LIFE.
is it good if this is the best praise you could have used for your movie commercial
finally here is shelly nesting and biting people like a creature as she deserves to do
i remade my really old mantis vrc avatar !!! im very happy with how it came out :)
you can get it here -> https://payhip.com/b/9v7mO (theres two public avatars linked on the payhip listing !!)
What's your favorite color (by general shades)
Blue
Red
Yellow
Pink
Purple
Orange
Green
Brown
White
Black
just curious tbh, please reblog to get lots of votes
My computer just randomly stopped running Bluetooth and even digging into the internal files and forcing it to run the software isn’t working for some reason.
do you think bowser ever gets anxious after kidnapping peach again that he went too far this time and he calls mario up in the middle of the night to make sure they’re still on for tennis and gokarting next weekend
painstakingly dialing mario’s landline on a comically small telephone only for luigi to pick up instead and he has to ask him to put his brother on the phone. not that luigi isn’t part of weekend plans, but like this is really more of a mario & bowser situation and it’d be rude to drag his brother into it if there’s a problem. so anyway then luigi puts the receiver down to go get his brother and bowser sits there tapping his claws on his table and this is agony, actually, he shouldn’t have called at all, it’s late enough at his castle so it has to be even later over in the mushroom kingdom. but just as he’s about to put the phone down, mario answers all chipper—mario mario speaking, who’s-a calling? which is a ridiculous question because there’s no way luigi didn’t already tell him.—and bowser has to ask him. look, mario, i know i dangled peach in a bird cage over a pit of lava the other day, and when you showed up, i let my son throw giant flaming hammers at you, and there’s no hard feelings about that, right? and there’s a few seconds of silence before mario laughs and reassures him it’s all in the day’s work of a plumber, an explanation bowser has never thought to really question since he only knows two plumbers and it does all seem pretty in their wheelhouse. and then he’s embarrassed for worrying so much so he tries to end the call quickly, but mario just ribs him about how badly he’s going to lose the next race, and then he starts asking bowser how junior is, and does bowser want any of the leftovers since he and luigi really do cook way too much for two, be a shame to let it go to waste. and by the time bowser manages to hang up, this has gone from leftovers into him and junior and the koopalings all being invited over to the mario household for dinner, so long as they don’t park their airship on the front lawn and leave the cannons at home.
op approved tags. you’re the only person here who sees my vision
Male socialization is such an evil rhetoric. Yeah I guess not transitioning at the age of 5 is my fault and I'm evil for it. Yeah I guess not having the childhood I wish I did means I'm a danger and I should perpetually apologize for it
