Every time I listen to Razzmatazz I just wanna name every fic I ever write after the lyrics in these songs
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Every time I listen to Razzmatazz I just wanna name every fic I ever write after the lyrics in these songs
Celebrating myself tonight
Putting this under a readmore bc it’s about something NS//FW and probably TMI
My roommate and I were discussing my propensity for stroking my goatee and whether I should be classified as a villain now. And then we came up with a Facial Hair Alignment Chart:
This is our attempt at compromising, it took us so long to decide where to put everything. We probably argued the most over where Mutton Chops should go and what belongs in Lawful Good vs True Neutral
[ID: an alignment chart reading left to right and bottom to top: Sideburns as Lawful Good, Lumberjack Beard as Neutral Good, Mutton Chops as Chaotic Good, Stubble as Lawful Neutral, Clean Shaven as True Neutral, Wizard Beard as Chaotic Neutral, Goatee as Lawful Evil, Pornstache as Neutral Evil, and Curled Mustache as Chaotic Evil. End ID]
Conversation with my 4yo niece about my gender:
Niece: So you're not a girl or a boy?
Me: Nope. Some people just aren't either one.
N: But my mom's a girl. And I'm a girl.
Me: Yep, lots of people are! But not me.
N: You're the only one I know who's not a boy or a girl.
Me: I know more people like me. My best friend isn't a boy or girl!
N: Okay. *goes off to play*
We keep having little talks like that. She's in a stage where she's trying to categorize everything and I'm defying the categories she's used to. But she's listening and I'm really glad she wants to understand ❤️
I have this angsty wip that I've been working on and off for what feels like forever and if I ever manage to finish it I wanna name it "feels like you're running out of holy places."
That lyric always leaves me breathless when I hear it. And it would fit the story so perfectly ugh.
The problem is I can't write it because I always end making myself too sad to keep going. This is why I usually stick to really fluffy pieces, I can't handle too much angst, even if I'm the one in charge of it 😂
Why is my testosterone level lower after I started a slightly higher dose of T?? 😭 What went wrong? Is this why I feel like crap lately??
A coworker cautiously asked me if I was now using he/him pronouns because she heard other coworkers referring to me that way and wasn't sure if I changed my pronouns. And it felt kind of delightful?? Both that she cared enough to double check and make sure she was using the right pronouns for me, and also to know that I'm successfully confusing the cishets around me lol. Anyway I told her I still like they/them best but I definitely don't mind he/him
My niblings are little tiny people under the age of 6 and they're trying to wrap their heads around me being nonbinary. They kept yelling "You're not a boy or a girl! You're nothing!" It was so funny. I was like, "Yeah I'm neither! But also both!" And they were like 🤯
Also they approve of my tiny beard 👍