#Personal Chatter

[gendercriminals]

Anyways, I cannot fucking understate the psychic damage that is done by transitioning as a trans- masc while being a person of color.

People already didn’t listen to my opinion and boundaries before my voice and body started passing as somewhat male. But as I’ve started to pass, more and more often, my voice and opinions and boundaries are not only ignored; I’m treated as hyper-aggressive/hostile/mean, inagreeable, and stubborn.

Even by my loved ones and friends, they way they treat the words that come out of my mouth or words through text has changed.

When I cannot say “What you said/did hurt me and I need you to own up to that in some actually active way, or at least apologize.”without invoking white tears - when I cannot get upset over boundary crossing and being ignored without invoking anger about my “attitude”… How am I meant to exist safely?

[thedomesticanthropologist]

So these first 10 days of sobriety have been really important to me. I know I've been posting about it once or twice a day, and that may slow down now, but it was posting about it that helped me get through.

I can now say, I've done it! I've made it through to the end of day 10, the end of my first set of double digits!

I'm 10 days sober!

Life seems to be getting harder and more complicated as these early January days trudge on, but I haven't buckled. The longer I'm sober the harder it is to not rationalize that one puff or one glass of wine is fine. But despite those thoughts, I'm troopin' forward.

Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to reach out, genuinely. Ten days is a big deal to me.

10/365 ... let's keep going.

[slam-dunkrai]

Zero shifts remaining at the old place. I finished my shift at 6am yesterday, handed in my uniform, said goodbye to everyone, caught the train home, passed out for twelve hours, realised I'd left my laptop charger in the break room, went back to pick it up, said goodbye to everyone again and then just went about the rest of my evening. We're back where we were in June with a better CV, enough rent to last for a couple months, and a decent few applications already that I'm waiting to hear back about; these are not especially stable foundations, but sometimes you find yourself in a situation that makes you feel like caving in on yourself is the price you have to pay to stay afloat, and when that happens you've just gotta scramble out of the first opening you can find. Besides, you've seen how posts have been as of late; that very obviously wasn't going to last.

[venillopewrites]

Oh, that's a lot of new followers --

If you consider 80 a lot because I do - AHEM.

Hi, I'm Ven, or Veni, whichever feels best! Very new to this whole Tumblr dev thing, but a friend of mine told me the community here is something special so -- here I am. Trying my best on an account meant for something other than mindlessly reblogging pictures of space.

Not quite sure if an introduction post is what people usually do, but then again; It's a whole new frontier for me here, so I take the liberty of making a fool out of myself with no hesitation.

Another fun fact about yours truly is that, as much as I wish I was, I'm not a native English speaker or writer, so my sentence structures might be all over the place. Calling me out on it is free real estate, I do want to learn to be the best I can be after all.

Now then, about the game. The Erebus Project is a bit of an offshoot in a larger universe, no pun intended. Because space, eh? The entire game is set in an universe uncreatively dubbed 'Earth: 2974'. It's a working title but I haven't had the heart to change it to something more dramatic. The universe is dramatic enough as it is, taking place in the far future with scientific inventions and blunders, as you'll witness in TEP.

I can't wait to start sharing progress with you. My heart is in this project. Although I'm an adult and have to work from time to time, the game takes priority when time allows.

In the coming weeks I'll work on character introductions and worldbuilding for the blog. Hopefully it'll give you a taste of the world and people within it, both those you'll meet and just observe. Plus the alien. The catalyst of the whole adventure deserves some screen time.

Thank you so much for showing interest so far! I appreciate each and every one of you!

- Ven 🪐

[is-the-fish-tank-big-enough]

btw I had my oral defense for my thesis yesterday and I passed. I just need to make some edits to my actual paper and submit, then I’ll have earned my M.S. :)

Next stop, vet school starting in August!

[ukrainian-groove-metal]

I love the "came back wrong" trope but from the opposite side.

Imagine you are dead. And then you are RIPPED from the embrace of decay into the world of the living again. Your memories are hazy and you don't recognize any of these people, but they act like they're close to you? Like they love you? So you try to get your memories back, to act like you belong here, but everybody tries to forget you died. And you can't. It is omnipresent. And just trying to grapple with that fact pushes the people who "love" you away, and they're incapable of understanding, and they're so confused, what's wrong N̶̄̀O̶͛͗T̷̉́ ̷͋͝Y̴̎̌Ȍ̴̈U̸̓R NÄM̴̃͑E̵̾̇? And you just need them to understand, you aren't that person! You aren't! You don't know who that person is! You don't know why any of this is happening, but they're unwilling to bend, they keep insisting you are that person, your memories will come back, everything will be normal again, and you want to scream and cry and claw yourself open to show them you're different. Your existence as a being wholly separate from whoever you "used to be" is a sin unto itself. All you can do is scrabble for life and to them, you're killing whoever they loved to do it.

just. lots of fun in that concept, you know?

[p-jinkers]

Blog Intro/Pinned Post

My name is P-Jinx (like the marble) and I am a dragon kintype

I’m using this blog to figure out myself and my experience

Pronouns: They/Them/Xey/Xem (I identify as Agender Nonbinary)

Orientation: Demiromantic Demisexual (Aroacespec)

My sona is also named P-Jinx or Yeenie and I use them as a representation of myself and how I see myself. They share my pronouns and are essentially me and not a separate entity. They are also an idealized version of myself.

If you have questions or wanna chat my dms and ask box are open always but I am slow to reply

I am an adult in my 20s and I am not comfortable making friends with minors, please stay respectful

Main Blog: @xxdemonicheartxx

Personal Blog: @xdemonicheartx

Personal tag: #personal chatter

Kin tags: #dragonkin #alterhuman #kinposting #dragonposting

Tags are prone to change and updates!

I will also be likely to post artwork here

[occasionallyquinn]

I am being SO brave today

[catwingsathena]

My sister puts glasses away upside down.

Because our mother does,

Because her mother did,

Because her mother lived through the Dust Bowl.

One day my father sat me down and told me about epigenetics.

How the trauma he went through

As a child in an abusive home

Wrote itself into his DNA

And, in turn, into mine.

How he and his brothers,

In various ways,

Are all sick from it.

How I might be too, someday,

And I’m not sure I’m not.

I hear people say,

When will we get back to normal?

And I think of a woman born in the twenty-first century

Who puts her glasses away differently

Because of what her great-grandmother endured

Ninety years before.

[deerspherestudios]

Hi hi hello! Sorry for lack of posts and updates recently, been dealing with a lot of stuff irl; but it's my bday today (8th April) so thought I'd make a quick doodle to celebrate! <3

[gendercriminals]

I’m not someone for forced positivity - but I do agree that sometimes, when things are darkest, the small moments of joy are important.

So, since there’s been a lot of eyes on this blog recently, I want to ask my local lovely queer folks; what’s that little thing(tm) for y’all? It can be multiple things, but even just one is Enough. I’d love to hear about them.

I’ll go first; No matter how dark it gets and how horrible I feel about the state of the world, my bird will always trust me enough to step up without prompting, and to let me help them gently deal with the pin feathers on their head after a molt.

[thedomesticanthropologist]

Boy oh boy has today been a test on my sobriety

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

[slam-dunkrai]

Celebrating the big 23 by engaging in tradition — the off-brand Colin is vital by now — while also heralding new things: checking out Jenny From Thebes, ordering a pizza and applying for this one job I've got my eye on. May also watch a film later. I couldn't think of any songs with "23" in the lyrics this year. Happy day, everyone :)

[venillopewrites]

Hello again! Happy holidays to those celebrating, I hope these times have been as serene and peaceful as possible. If not, know that the future is waiting and nothing ill lingers forever.

I just logged back on after the celebrations with my family and noticed there's already 130 of you, following this blog! That's as much money as I have in my account, almost! I feel rich in a whole different way, and just wanted to do a quick post wishing you well, and thank you for showing interest in this dingy little blog that barely has anything on it yet. I know scifi isn't everyone's cup of tea, but we can all appreciate some aliens, can't we?

I hope you'll have the most magical New Years, and take a minute to praise yourself for surviving another year on this orb of mass bobbing in the vastness of space we've yet to fully comprehend.

Remember to look at the stars, and know they reflect your magnificence 🪐

[wtfforged]

i refuse to draw him in a normal length shirt. you cant make me

[royalarchivist]

Baghera: I know you for like, few– few weeks, and I know you're a good boy!

Slimecicle: You think I'm a good boy?

Baghera: Yeah, you're a good boy, yeah!

Slimecicle: Fit, Fit– do you think I'm a good boy?

Fit: Yeah, you're a good boy! Yeah, 100%.

Slimecicle: Can you say it again?

Fit: You're a good boy.

[Fit and Charlie laugh]

Baghera: Can you say to me I'm a good boy? :D

Fit: You're a good boy!

[ Transcript continued ↓ ]

—

Baghera: Oh, thank you!

Slimecicle: Hey Fit, hey Fit, hey Fit–

Fit: Yeah, yeah?

Slimecicle: Hey.

Fit: Hey.

Slimecicle: I know you don't get to hear this a lot, but you're a good boy.

Fit: Whoa. Uh—

Baghera: Antoine, you're a good boy!

Fit: Wait wait–

Slimecicle: Antoine! Antoine? Let me see you. Let me- let me look— [he circles around Antoine] Ok, yeah. Antoine: you're a good boy.

Baghera: You're a good boy!

Slimecicle: Antoine, you're a good boy!

Baghera: I'm a good boy!!!

Antoine: THANK YOU GUYS! That means a lot to me! Are you good boys too?

All of them: Yeah!

Fit: We're in a gang!

Antoine: Baghera, are you a good boy?

Baghera: Yep, yep, yep–

Slimecicle: WHAT A STUPID FCKING QUESTION!

Fit: Yeah, we're in a good boys gang!

Slimecicle: What a stupid fcking question! I'm a good– Antoine, say I'm a good boy.

Baghera: Antoine, say.

Antoine: Slime.

Slimecicle: Antoine.

Antoine: [Demon voice] You're a good boy.

Slimecicle: YEAHHHHHH!!!

Baghera: Yup, you're a good boy!

Fit: There we go. Yeah.

Baghera: Antoine, am I a good boy?

Antoine: Baghera. [demon voice] You're a good boy.

Baghera: YEAH! Good boy, yup!

Antoine: Fit?

Fit: Yeah yeah, let's hear it.

Antoine: You are... a very very good boy.

Fit: Yesss, let's go!

[They all cheer]

Baghera: We ready for tonight now!

Slimecicle: Oh my god, I- I– we could do anything guys!

Fit: That's right!

Slimecicle: Us four good boys versus the– [laughs] versus the bad world!

Baghera: Four good boys!

Fit: We're good boys gang, baby!

Antoine: Do you think the others are not good boys?

Slimecicle: Good boys get it done.

Fit: Ohh, I don't know if they're all good boys.

Baghera: You have to be to the club of good boys–