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Please SOMEONE tell this to my mother 🤦🏾‍♀️

When you transition people tell you “it’s like watching someone die”. Like yeah a fucking loser died. Just the absolute lamest dude you ever met. A real dogshit guy just bought it. So sorry your absolute failure of a man is gone and has been replaced by a hot chick, must be hard for you 🙄

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happy Kpop Demon Hunters day!! im so excited to watch this im going absolutely bonkers

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✨ Lady Vel ✨

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Trans women will never be free until people stop having strong emotions about penises. Like we, as a society, have got to stop caring about dicks! Dicks have to stop symbolizing maleness, obviously, but they also have to stop symbolizing power, dominance, sexual agency and aggression, violence, and even sex itself. Like trans women can’t be free if the very conceptual presence of a penis represents an intrusion(!) of unwanted(!) sexuality(!) in public life. Like that’s why trans women are abhorrent to both male chauvinists and radical feminists, because both groups have extremely strong feelings about what a penis *represents*, and find the conceptual and actual presence of a woman with a penis to be simultaneously vile and nonsensical because they’ve loaded so much symbolic baggage onto both women and penises.

Anyway dicks are totally neutral body parts and seeing a dick, or a bulge in a swimsuit, or simply knowing that there’s a dick somewhere in the same bathroom as you isn’t harmful or violent

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can I come over and look at you like this

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need to give really soft and gentle and caring head to my bestest friends rn

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Like at least read the damn title goddamn 🤦🏾‍♀️

I got sent a dick pic… by a guy… on the first day with my new blog after being nuked.

Wonderful.

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yeah im a real fuckin pervert,,,, i like being,, c,, ccuddlled,,,, and,,,, kiisseddd >////////<

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I’m always a fan of mech combat’s steel masquerade, of staring down your opponent and seeing nothing but the metal shell meant to kill you and hearing only their taunts crackling over the comms channel, their voice the only part of the human body inside you will ever perceive—

but what about mech pilots that, the second combat gets serious, reach up the the hatch seam and tear open the cockpit, hydraulics and armor screaming in a crescendo of the fights symphony as the dance reaches its climax and the masks come off. Mechs that cut through the dead air of whatever dead world they fight for with a cascade of pneumatic hisses as the armor peels off and clatters to the ground. One hit is all it will take for them. Move fast, hit hard, don’t die unless you’ve killed enough already to make it worth it. Pilots that risk it all to see the totality of the fight around them through eyes both mechanical and organic, to feel the wind in their interface cables and the heat of every near-moss thermite round— to make sure that when they kill someone, they know exactly who killed them.

The dim light of this worlds star has spun around us countless times now as we’ve danced across this plane of blinding snow and crumbling concrete

the crunch of rubble beneath our feet now so familiar it has become nothing but background as we let each other become all that we know

we’ve let the world fade away and all that remains for me is you— and all that remains for you is me. The crack of your rifle is synched with the pounding of my heart

and I can hear you through the comms, breathing in time with the charge and release of my railgun.

It’s in the sounds of gunfire, the hum of the reactor, the soft torrent of shattered debris clattering against my armor. The purpose that I’ve made my truth. That I know your mind is filled with the mirror of

I exist to kill you

I need to show you. Show you how I feel. Kill any doubt of my absolute devotion to your annihilation just as I desire to kill you. I won’t be nothing but the weapon that ends your life

this is me

this is who I am

this is who killed you

You will not die to my organization. You will not die to my railgun. You will not die to my mech

you will die to the person who let herself become nothing but your end. The person whose absolute devotion to this dance burns brighter than the reactor of the weapon she sits inside of, concealed from you and I want you to know that

I won’t let you die with nothing but my mask for company

and so as the reactor surges and servos screech in agony, I mantle my desire and tear away the wall between us.

I can feel the wind on my skin, the sun on my face, the excruciating chill sinking into my flesh

I know that one well-placed shot could splatter every part of my human body over internal mech systems that were never meant to see the light of day like this

but I know you can see it

I know you can see me

all that I am

I give you everything, all of myself, all of the strength as I charge and all of the vulnerability that sits at the center of it. I give you the look in my eyes as my arm pulls back, the lance in its hand hissing as it prepares to ignite. I show you how my eyes see through your own mask as you lower your rifle at the last second and dash out of the way before the building behind where you once stood explodes, your hand already gripping at the edge of your own shell even before you slide to a stop.

Even though one of us will die here, at least I got to see your face for just a moment

at least you got to see mine

I’ll remember this moment, after you’re gone

when all that’s left of you is wreckage and regret

If it must be a parting gift, I’ll give you everything

I love you

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WELP... i got banned lol

Hey . . . guess I gotta start again. I used to be bodyhorror-bimbo/bookmothic-dyke.

yaaaaaaaaaay lol. I'm still here.

Im still gonna gay shitpost, write body horror, and try and make Mystwork Heart.

Hope to find yall again.

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Damn that's crazy, I've rather ironically also had a bad day

can someone throw me around and make me cum a lot? today has been awful tyty

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Doll girls & they’re all roommates. Which one’s ur fave?

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Does anyone know what the hell happened to body horror bimbo??? Did their account get nuked because I was just looking my notifications when I saw Tumblr refresh itself and all of the notifications from a reply chain I had with her vanished and when I went to my following I tried clicking her profile and it gave me an error message and kicked me out. I swear to GOD if Tumblr banned her for existing like this fuckass staff does to other trans woman I might rage quit the site 🤬

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Hey mechposting girlies, can you do something with this? I would, but I'm hyperfixating on writing a gothic-horror OSE sandbox right now.

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pls terrorise me scary mushroom lady who wants to assimilate me into your shared subconscious characters are from my upcoming toxic yuri (literally) visual novel, her love, like poison! you can wishlist it on steam here!

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i’m screaming

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Sweet girl in my arms, us both naked and pressed together with arms around each other, her head on my shoulder. The way her hair feels against the skin of my back. The way I feel her breathing against my chest. The way our breasts and tummies squish together. Our heartbeats steady, minds at rest. Her soft, content little sighs. Every little muscle twitch, empty swallow, sniffle, shift in position. Lazily rocking our linked hips, not so much for friction but to be even closer if possible. Just caressing each other’s backs and leaving slow kisses wherever our lips reach. Safe.