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Pictured: a girl without caffeine

Pictured: when the four shots of espresso finally hit

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Sometimes one must go to a show after a day of labor and on that day the leather skirt will serve you well

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You show up to the field of bloodshed to find the swordswoman who you have a homoerotic rivalry has dressed in lace for your final duel wyd

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Sometimes you gotta do a fit check before the hunt begins anew

Rambly tdov thoughts below the cut

One of the things I’m thinking about today as the world continues to get crueler and colder in response to us is I think they are, always foolishly, trying to change the calculus. They think that if they can make it punishing enough, people will choose a living death over living as a trans person.

They are, flatly, completely fucking wrong.

Being trans is an alchemy that shines so bright it is impossible to ignore. Every moment of living as who I am has been more full and complicated and interesting and joyful than a lifetime of living in the closet. We are beacons of possibilities, and we become so no matter the climate, no matter the punishment. There will never be a world cruel enough that people won’t choose this life over being a hollow ghost of a person. It is the human ability to look at our social and medical technologies and say I don’t have to follow these bullshit rules and scripts.

I likely won’t ever post pics here, but I used to look like a haggard rabbi of 45. I used to tell people my age (early twenties) and they would on occasion say ‘oof’ before they thought better of it. I used to think the world needed a man who hated himself bc that’s the only ethical way to be a cis man.

Estrogen is magic. Being a lesbian is magic. Knowing and choosing to be yourself is magic. Don’t wonder. If you haven’t, start today. If you have, the world is lucky to know your glory.

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Listen squire I know it’s very fun to drop my sword and all, but I do need it for this duel and every time it hits the ground the edge grows duller so I’m going to hand it to you again and I need you to-

Goddammit

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Brb gotta clock in at the adventurers tavern

@pomegranateteeth: when you’re smiling, you’re going to sell me a fried pickle. When you’re not, you’re going to sell me mead.

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Taking a break from the medieval and villain posting to demonstrate I can pull off a perfectly good lesbian working at the flower stand.

Just kidding I’m undercover whose face do need caved in my lady?

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Yep! Don’t worry, I totally slayed that Beast of the Forest. She- I mean it, was a great foe! She won’t trouble you anymore now that we’ve- I mean that we have battled mightily!

Oh on my neck? Simply a warrior’s wounds! No, no, I shan’t trouble you for medical attention.