Just had a Girl Dinner of 2 microwave pizzas.
I hope Barbie is proud of me for living in my Bimbo era of not knowing how to do math.
(I seriously don’t know how to do math. Literature was always my forte.)
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This post is brought to you by that one post with 50 thousand reblogs about how it’s “misogynistic” to say girl dinner or girl math. And Barbie is not a feminist (you’re right. she’s a doll. don’t know if you knew that.) And women that love wearing pink and the aesthetic that is bimbo-core are the reason that feminism is a joke now.
I hate seeing Women berate other Women for the things they love and enjoy. Fuck us if we want a meme surrounding us that literally does no harm.
Women can’t have anything. And it’s really sad to see that it’s other women trying to take it away. Y’all wack as fuck.
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It’s really, really annoying how many women will wear bikinis and lowcut tank tops and see-through leggings and booty shorts with their buttcheeks hanging out, but then turn around and be all, “Men should be able to control themselves and stop lusting after me!” Like girl, we know why you’re dressed like that, you know why you’re dressed like that, everyone knows why you’re dressed like that. Stop pretending, lol.
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my take on transfem eddie, from a little fic that im writing and will hopefully finish
i thought it would be fun if she named herself after a lotr character, but the nickname eddie is a layover from her childhood, bc like. i know two people who have nicknames that are just entirely new names (cassie -> "lucy" + jessica -> "trent") so i thought it would be fun if eddie's mum always called her "eddie spaghetti" when she was a kid and then as she got older "eddie" ended up sticking around, and before she realised she was trans she was always more comfortable using eddie bc it wasn't her birthname (she'd unpack that later)
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Transition timeline:
1. Make sure all my blood tests for HRT got done properly (they miss some off sometimes apparently)
2. Appointment to start hormones mid august
3. Once that ball's rolling in a no turning back type way, come out at work and stop using my old name at work (1 billion log ins will need to be changed)
4. Change name by deed poll and finish the rest of the name changes (bank etc)
5. One day get a GRC so my fucking doctor will make the changes I requested on my record.
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George Kirrin
from The Famous Five series by Enid Blyton
submitted by @probably-an-alien who said:
that kid is so trans-coded. When my oblivious little trans guy ass read some of those books as a kid I wanted to be George so badly!
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NEW HAKUNO DRIP DROPPED..!!!!! first time hakuno isn't forced 2 wear a uniform by da moon and it's........ so plain tbh 😨 i wanna say it makes sense for someone with no sense of self to wear clothing that's more formal (??) like this but canonically speaking this is hakuno post-development with a solid personality so 🗿 (i'll still use that reason for my hakuno tho🫶) I'M NOT COMPLAININ THO CUZ IT LOOKS GOOD ON +FITS HAKUNO METHINKS!! ✨️✨️
but honestly ye slmeone take her clothes shopping pls 🥺🙏
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summer in the uk vs japan
uk: it is hot. it is humid. outside i wear the shortest shorts i can get away with and spaghetti strap top. my thighs stick together and my armpits leak like taps. i get home, strip naked, turn on my tiny electric fan and starfish, but it is little solace. there is no air con. there is no escape. i have to change my sweat-soaked bedsheets almost nightly. 3 days later it is 15ºC and i turn the heating on.
japan: it is hot. it is humid. outside i wear jeans and a t-shirt because showing your shoulders/any semblence of cleavage/shorts higher than knee-high is frowned upon and what ever will my students' parents think if they see me in such scandalous clothing. i have to take a spare t-shirt everywhere with me because the one i'm wearing will be soaked through by the time i get where i'm going. once i get home i peel my clothes off my body and bask in the air con. 3 days later it buckets down with rain and the rain is warm. i am soaked in both sweat and rain. the cycle is endless.
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The first time Kaeya had donned Diluc's old cavalry captain uniform, he had thrown up. Seeing himself in it had felt so wrong, it repulsed him immensely. It was too big, shoulders too broad. Moving in it felt like wearing lead weights, the fabric was all wrong, too stiff, his face didn't match it the way the Pride of the Favonian Knights and Ragnvindr heir's had.
It stank horribly of old blood and rain-soaked grass.
A part of him wonders to this day if the stench he thought he'd smelled on it was in fact all in his head. If it had been lingering guilt over Diluc's disappearance and being allowed to take his place that had affected his perception of it and his appearance in the role. Though considering the harrowing sight he'd witnessed that fateful day, he wouldn't be surprised if the smell would forever remain imprinted within the fabrics, the way that final moment would lay seared into his mind for as long as he’d live.
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