"what would you do if AI went away tomorrow????"
idk, rejoice that we might get the good autocorrect back again?
Frank Castle summarized.
I joke but this is actually kind of comic accurate btw.
arguing with your knight and deciding to be petty and say โshouldnโt you be addressing me from your knees onlyโ except watching him drop down to do exactly that makes you feel like you just immediately lost โฆ.
๐ดYear Of The Horse๐ Your Character Here - YCH #33 Style A-2D (Full Render)
For @/AQueenOfPromise๐ Ft. Valko [Love and Deepspace]๐บ๐พ
[July, 2026]
Thank you so much for the support โจ
#BRINGVALKOBACK #ValkoIsLoved #MrDark91art
Valko walking into your room late at night after work, quietly tip-toeing to your bed and carefully snuggling up next to you, nuzzling his face in your neck/back/hair as his tail thumps on the sheets.
Valko nibbling you to get your attention. Biting your fingers, neck, cheek, anywhere he can see visible skin. He lets out a whine or a growl when you scold him for being too needy.
Valko pouncing on top of you when you're depressed and bedrotting, nuzzling your chest as his tail wags or playfully biting your skin to get you to giggle and smile. Afterward, he's resting on top of you, slowly falling asleep after using up all his energy, his wolf ears twitching as drool leaves his lips.
your freak-of-nature boyfriend that we locked up in a high security lab is loose in the fucking facility send help before he kills us all
I think arguments like "everyone loves gnc girls until we transition" is correct in identifying (temporary) preference but wrong about the conclusion. These bigots HATE gnc women, it's just preferable to being a man. Easier to keep in line. Bigots love to suddenly "love" a lot of groups when they can use them to reel you back in.
Bigots will throw binary trans people at nonbinary trans people. They don't love binary trans people, they don't wish you were binary trans, they wish you were a step closer to "normal" until they move the goalposts again.
"everyone loves tomboys" they fuckin loaaathe tomboys, but if they can convince you you're not trans, you're really a gnc girl, then they've got you back to "girl" and then they can go after the GNC part next.
There isn't an actual hierarchy in gender minorityship where ones are championed and others are loathed. They just know that 1. if you think each other are enemies you'll help tear each other down 2. if you moved back closer to their goal they can move you again because it's not about your specific path of gender transgression, the transgression itself IS their problem
you can be a trans man, trans woman, nonbinary person, xeno stargender, multigender, gnc man or woman, or just a person who identifies with cisheteronormativity but is getting flagged anyway because hyperscruitiny encourages us to find why someone doesnt belong
A cishet girl cutting her hair short gets immediately investigated for being gay or trans, we don't gotta pretend there is some threshold where True Minorities exist and others are permanently safe from scrutiny
forgive me @vibratoryblurriness i must have these tags
#they do this with everything and it's super obvious as soon as you recognize that#they are not fine with cis queer people and only have a problem with the transgendereds#as soon as they make some progress against the T they move on to the B right away and the L and G shortly after#they aren't ok with immigrants/migrants/refuges who come 'the right way'#they're trying their hardest to make the right way impossible and go after everyone regardless#this is why we're supposed to be inclusive of everyone instead of fighting each other trying to police who's 'one of the good ones'#they aren't going to be ok with you unless you're not you anymore or don't exist anymore
Interact with this post if people can always drop random whump asks in your ask box๐
Update on Cipherโs life:
Car is still broken down, will be without it for at least a couple weeks rip.
I have become the carer of a very injured wood pigeon, it is currently in my room waiting for the food Iโm preparing for it, and Iโm keeping it safe until the charity Iโve contacted can come pick it up to take care of it correctly.
Still, becoming an interim carer for a pigeon wasnโt on my bingo cards lmao
What should I name the lil fella?
I think itโs a fella, looks to be anyway.
Chuck. Iโll call him Chuck. Oh. Or maybe Norris?
Heโs a fighter so Iโll actually just call him Chuck Norris.
.ยท:*ยจเผบ TIDEBOUND เผปยจ*:ยท.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐: The pull of the tide
A Siren Rafayel x Reader Series
โฏโ You had to live through your childhood tragedy once more. The ship was sinking and you braced yourself for the inevitable - surely the sea won't show mercy twice.
๐๐หโ cw: mdni! fem!reader, sinking of a ship, descriptions of drowning, mentions of death & dying, injuries, blood, the ugly side of sirens.
๐๐หโ notes: i am SO excited to bring my passion project into tumblr as well hehe โก the series is finished and has roughly 52k words
What are the odds of sinking on a boat once?
The statistic floats in your mind like debris, as if knowledge might anchor you to reason in the middle of screaming wind and breaking wood. You'd read it once, years ago on some bored midnight internet search. One in a million, maybe. The sort of once in a lifetime thing that scars your childhood and becomes a strange, isolating footnote you carry forever.ย
But twice? Twice felt personal.ย
Twice screamed that the sea gods were angry.ย
Rain blurred the world into grey streaks, cold and relentless as it drove into your skin. The world became nothing but noise - snapping sails, splintering beams, someone's voice yelling your name before it was swallowed by thunder, yet your body couldn't move, couldn't even scream. The cold has always done that to you, paralyzed your lungs and shrunk your world down to the roar of blood and memories.ย
You stood near the railing, shoes soaked and hands curled uselessly at your sides. Around you the ship cracked and screamed, groaning like something alive and dying. The wedding decorations - white silk streamers and fairy lights - were in shreds, flapping wildly and trailing across the ruined deck like ghosts.
It all started so gently with your friend's wedding. That's the only reason why you had come, the only reason you were on this doomed celebration cruise. Your friend had begged you "Just one night on the water," she said. "The oceanโs calm this time of year. It'll help you let go of the past."
Let go... And now the sea took everything once again.ย
let it be known that i touch grass frequently and Iโm still like this.

