Neon Open Signs

a faint electrical hum buzzes through the air, an unwavering glow of colour… what’s this?

[wearenotclosed]

Hello! :)

Hi, I have only now realised I haven’t really introduced myself on my blog!

My name is Wren,

I am a 21 year old trans girl (she/her) who has recently started to love herself and be able to be openly out to the world! I have become a happier person with so much more joy and whimsy in her heart, and I want to share that happiness to everyone!

If you want to start HRT, start ASAP, don’t let anyone stop you!

I like:

- The Risk of Rain games

- Programming & Development

- SQL Databases

- Crochet & Amigurumi

I may horny reblog things so this blog is NSFW

Minors DNI

Feel free to do asks or message me whenever!

Thanks and talk to y’all later!

~ Wren ♡

[santa-ana-winds]

[itsblosseybitch]

Made a new poster! :)

[zwoelffarben]

[yodaprod]

[dietspam16]

[foone]

Hi, Foone here, I'm a retrocomputer educator! I'm here to explain the real reason this laptop is like this.

So this is the Panasonic PRONOTE PD CF-62, it's a Pentium 133mhz running Windows 95, released in August 1996. Panasonic did this sort of trick more than once, they did a similar thing with an under-keyboard CD-ROM drive in the PD CF-41, from 1995.

This one is so fancy because that's not just a self-loading under-keyboard laptop CD-ROM drive, it's a HYBRID PD/CD-ROM self-loading under-keyboard laptop drive! It has to be this complex because it takes PD discs (which are the size of caddies) and caddyless CD-ROMs!

So what's PD discs?

They're an optical format by Panasonic, the Phase-change Dual (or Phase-change Disc). They're from 1996, store as much as CD, but are rewritable... much like the later CD-RWs which used basically the same technology, just in a slightly different format. Unlike CD-RWs (which you had to burn (usually), they acted like a hard drive, fully rewritable at any point. That's why the disc is hard-sectored, which you can see through the shutter gap. Those vertical lines indicate where sectors start and end.

So yeah, this laptop has a complex drive that can take both types of discs, and the whole thing folds under the keyboard. Fucking wild.

But the root reason, of course, is that they did this because it's a cool design, and they wanted to do that. Why did they think this was cool, why did they want to do this?

Pervert reasons.

Next question!

[wearenotclosed]

Ramble to the void

TW: This post talks about suicidal Ideation

It has been an eventful time for everyone huh...

It has been a while since I was not able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Last time I struggled to see a way out was scary, it was dark, and it lead me to try some pretty drastic things to try and get out the other end. To be honest, I was never meant to get out of that tunnel, but through pretty much sheer luck I made it out the other end.

I am going to keep going through, it would be fucking pathetic of me if I didn't, especially given that I know full that there is an out that doesn't involve me ending it.

God, it hurts though...

Getting out of this tunnel still leaves me with my permanent physical pain, only subsided by medication or substances that leave my head numbed to a point of non-functionality.

Getting out of this tunnel still leaves my mind warped and altered by illness and "experiences". Fragile to anything said with an ounce of tonal shift or change, read as a threat of being ostracised rather than an expression of voice.

Getting out of this tunnel still leaves me uncertain of my future, my relationships, my career, my livelihood. I might find a reason to keep going but I'll be damned if it keeps me stable.

A lot of the time I want to stop, I am a tired wee lass who has been tired for a long time now...

but I don't get to stop things there, I am not allowed to...

It isn't some "brave thing" and it isn't me "being strong". My main reasoning is that I would be a hypocrite if I did. All the things I have said to friends, telling them that things do get better, the times where I have been on the brink of collapse, been fucking terrified that someone is going to "call it quits" at the same mental point I am at now...

I don't get to tell them that things can get better, truly believing that things have a chance to get better, and then off myself at the same point. Who am I to say it can get better for everyone else except for the one exception being myself.

So I am saying this to you, reader. You, your loved ones, the ones you hold dear...

It gets better, it fucking hurts a lot to traverse, and you might be alone through it, but it does get better, I know it gets better eventually. I have to hold onto that desperately, if I believe it for others I have to believe it for myself.

[wearenotclosed]

Man, dysphora sucks... getting seen by my mum and then getting harassed by teenagers while wanting to get to the train...

I was kinda baby-trans'ing it with a mini-skirt and a shirt showing a lil bit of tummy and was hit with like 8 16-19 year olds going "hey sir, can I ask you a question sir", which has made me just feel vile.

I wore it becasue this dress here doesn't fit me proper, my ribcage doesn't allow the zip to close, i need to alter it to work but atm it just sucks i can't wear it because it is one of the few dresses at the moment I would feel pretty in...

Anyway, here is me in it, I hope it looks alright to yall, ignore my mess of a room.

[mistress-of-the-dyke]

[yourneighborhoodloverboy]

i want her sitting pretty on my lap, back to my chest, my strap perfectly still inside her while i lazily rub her clit. my other arm wrapped tight around her waist to keep her from squirming, holding her exactly where i want her. her head resting against my shoulder, parted lips right by my ear so i can hear every little sound she's fighting to keep inside. she’ll be trying so hard not to move, her nails digging into my forearm, thighs trembling every time my fingers drag a little too slow. "you're doing so good for me, baby. just breathe. i've got you."

i want to turn my face towards hers and watch her chase my mouth on instinct, bringing my hand up to her throat to stop her in her tracks. tightening my grip as she tries to reach my lips again, "uh-uh. what do you say, angel?" just to hear how breathless she sounds when she begs before cutting her off with the kiss she's so desperate for. murmuring against her mouth how much i love having her like this, how well she's doing, how good she feels wrapped around me. "aww, i can feel you clenching down. you like when i talk to you like that? when i tell you what a good girl you are? what, are you gonna cum? just from that? go ahead then, princess, youve earned it. cum for me."

i want to feel it hit her, almost instantly, her body tensing in my arms while i talk her through every wave. "that's it, baby, just like that. fuck, look at you." my hand on her throat will soften, thumb stroking over her pulse while i tell her to breathe, to let it happen, that she's okay. i'll kiss the corner of her mouth, her cheek, her jaw, letting her ride it out until she goes all soft against my chest.

and then, when she's still catching her breath, thinking she's safe, i want to tighten my grip and start thrusting up into her. slow at first, enough to savor the noises she'd let out, far too fucked to filter a single thing coming out of her mouth. and then harder, unrelenting, until her eyes are rolling back and she's limp in my arms. i'll grab the wand i had placed nearby, turning it on before holding it against her. she’ll jolt, whine my name, try to twist away even as her hips instinctively roll down to meet each thrust. "shh, i know, baby. i know it's a lot. you can take it. i'm not done with you."

[wearenotclosed]

Anyone who found me as the TV girl on here, trying to make this account more personal, which might mean more horny posting and venting.

If you want to follow for my endeavours in becoming the new perth urban myth of the "tv girl", follow @shebethetv

Love you all

Wren :3

[qqchurch]

[leeeen-90]

people who only use conventional social media are so funny bc they’ll casually be like “can I see your tumblr??” are you Insane. this is no instagram or twitter. this is my vault of secrets

[wearenotclosed]

There is a huge difference between asking for someone's instgram versus asking for someone's tumblr.

Asking for someone's instagram is telling them you want to talk to them and get to know their basic interests, yknow like "oh I see that you liked this video on baking, cute" type stuff.

Asking for someone's tumblr is telling them you want to know just how deep the rabbit hole to your mind goes, and you will find out just how depraved you get.

[wearenotclosed]

Any excuse to be a TV in public

Also hey I'm still alive (from the portal 1 soundtrack)

[prettyhandsomebabe]

soft cuddling under a warm blanket after a long day. both exhausted, muscles tired. breathing calmly slows down, letting go of all the stress. fingertips lightly caressing each other, holding on to each other, needing connection. soft kisses, lips on warm skin. intertwined legs, hips ever so slowly starting to move, moving rhythmically as one. eyes closed, focused on breathing, the smell, the sensation of hot breath against bare skin. relaxation mixes with curiosity, where will this lead

sapphic post <3 men and minors dni.

[demilypyro]

we gotta normalize being trans okay i was talking about how awesome sucking dick is and the person i was talking to was like "huh i thought you were a lesbian" dude first of all i have never sucked a male dick in my life i only suck female dicks like god intended. if you don't understand this we can't have a conversation. i kinda forgot male dick even exists. it's not real to me

[kissmycunny]

the idea of leaving a puppy tied up with a vibrator on it's puppy parts as it whines and whimpers for mommy

[wiredbunny]

posting chest cos gender

[wearenotclosed]

Tit in mouth please :3

[roboco-san]

you have to play drums on the dog. you have to. it's essential to their health and happiness.

[wiredbunny]

the dog includes doggirls and also bunny girls so what im saying is play the drums on my tummy