How do I get others to understand I'm not trans because I enjoy extensive femininity. I'm not trans because I absolutely abhor masculinity (I mean, don't get me wrong, not a fan of it, but its just a part of life, know what I mean?). I'm not trans because I need to feel special or have special treatment. I'm not trans because I think I'll look better as a girl. I'm not trans because I'm bi. I'm trans... because when I look deep inside and I think of myself as a man I feel like dying, and when I think of myself as a woman I feel like life is worth living. I'm trans because I'm more comfortable thinking of myself and being seen as a girl. I'm trans because I feel more at home in the "roles" women exist in on this world. I'm trans because I do prefer femininity to masculinity, even if I'm not extreme in that preference. I'm trans because I feel at home when I can be a woman. I'm trans because I want to live a life worth living, and for me, that means being who I want to be; and who I want to be is Madison.

Blanket Fort 2.0

My Sam & Max cosplay I debuted at a local con during the weekend!

zhongli is so fucking funny when hes avoiding people like venti last year and neuvillette this year he can’t catch a break he moves like they’re his ex husbands 😭

little doodle to celebrate going into 2024!!! 🎉 idk what's coming but may we make the best of it :D

creatures

I've been musing over a few thoughts inspired by this ask about a mafia-ish style of Apex Polarity without it being too close to Pearl Eye, and after watching a few videos of Orcas hunting their prey (which included dolphins), landed on a sort of Mafia inspired Apex Polarity AU

Also not to add another Y/N to Orclipse's growing collection but this Y/N is a white-beaked dolphin. Look! They're so beautiful!

Sirens are cunning, brutal, and take everything with teeth and claws. The strongest kill and maim at a whim. As a siren who's not particularly strong, though incredibly agile, with a tail streamlined and dark gray with white patches, fins curved and mostly black, you're somewhere at the bottom. You're doing your best to survive and avoid trouble. You pick your battles and you pick your escapes, and most importantly, you stay alive.

But then you do something really stupid: you venture where you shouldn't have.

You don't usually swim so far up north but you're hungry, and the thought of a few tasty squids distracts you from the silent waters and vast, blue emptiness. You realize a bit too late that you're not the only one hunting.

You catch the first orca siren in the distance as a dark figure, and then another. Two who immediately cut through the water, charging straight for you like shadows. Though you turn tail and bolt, you quickly spot them in the corner of your vision. They easily keep pace, their size and strength overwhelming as they flank you on both sides, wide grins flashing their deadly teeth. You can hardly look at the mismatched color of their eyes as you dodge and weave, diving down only to be cut off by one with midnight blue colors at the tip of his flukes, and shooting off to the left just to almost be snatched by the black-bone claws of a siren with bright yellow fins framing his head.

They're toying with you. You know that for a fact in how they just barely keep back, corraling you onwards, draining your already spent energy, and picking at your panicking pulse. You have no choice but to avoid the edges of their jaws and the tips of their talons, and swim in the direction they want.

You near a field of ice floes floating on the water, and though you cut into the jagged structures dipping into the sea, the orca sirens never lose you. A desperate need for air pushes you onward. One small drop of hope still burns in your chest. Despite the aching of your muscles, you steal a gulp of oxygen and dip back down once more, charging away—

Only to run smack into a third orca siren.

This one grabs you, his burning red and orange colors filling your vision. The other two orcas join to help their kin keep you in place long enough for you to truly regret ever venturing here. Between the three of what you can only assume are brothers, hands hooked over you shoulders, claws clutching your wrists, and palms pressing into your hips, you're a fish caught in a net.

You brace for a voilent end. It never arrives. Instead of digging into your sweet meat, the sirens offer you a deal. The tips of sharp fingertips trace your jawline and the soft inside of your arms and down your slick tail while they explain.

You keep watch for human ships and report back when they're getting close, and in exchange, you get the best food you can imagine, the entire Arctic Ocean to swim, and anything else you'd like. The best benefit? You're under their protection. Of course, they expect utter loyalty from you. You are no one else's. Failure to devote yourself to this work and the brothers would mean a grisly fate, but hey, you're nothing if not eager to not be torn apart. So you agree.

You have a few questions about this whole arrangement, struggling to understand why they, powerful orca sirens, bother with a smaller fish like you when they could rip you limb from limb and be done. What's with the human ships? Why task you to this? Are you just fodder so they can keep their fins nice and unscabbed? They reassure you that they'll explain in due time (the sunny one booping your nose, much to your chagrin), but for now, all you know to know is that the human ships are a problem, and you are their solution for it. You've never really encountered humans before, but they've never really encountered sirens, or so you thought.

The burning red one lets you go, but you don't slip away too far before he tugs on your flukes and tells you to follow him. It's not a request. The darker blue one leaves for a moment, jetting away as the other two guide you to a nice resting place on an icy shore. They introduce themselves, and then their brother reappears with a squid in hand, half dead, and an insistence that you eat—they could tell during the chase that you didn't have all your energy.

And that's how you unwittingly join a very powerful pod of orca brothers who may or may not be teasing and taunting you simultaneously.

local dog unused to such fluff & tenderness, more at 8

swatchvember prompt: party

happy 37th birthday to Microsoft Paint ✨🎂🎉🎈

the phoenix

Sidlink BOTW AU where Sidon WANTS to fancy Link, but thinks Link will only like a Hylian, so Sidon tries to act Hylian around Link... except Sidon doesn't know much about Hylians.

Sidon just squatting and trying to act shorter around Link. Attempting to hide his sharp toothy grin and stop his tail from wagging. He's starting fires when trying to cook Hylian meals. Sidon putting on pants... incorrectly. It's really weird. Everyone in the domain is thinking the Prince is having a midlife crisis.

Sidon IS having a crisis, but it's a gay panic one.

But unbeknownst to Sidon, Link has fallen for these Zora quips. The smile Sidon flashes makes Link lose his train of thought... the way Sidon's tail wags makes Link flustered. When Sidon shook Link's hand with his two smothering strong ones, Link felt dizzy. Link is missing these quirks Sidon would show, so Link is determined to see them again!

When Link and Sidon are alone in Zora's Domain, Link purposely tells a funny story to the Prince. One he KNOWS will get him to laugh. But when Sidon turns his face from Link to "keep cool", Link gets frustrated. He grabs onto the fishy prince's face, asking him WHY Sidon is acting so differently. Sidon tries to deflect such a notion, but Link calls Sidon out on all the weird things he's been noticing... especially the pants.

Sidon cracks under the gaze of this Hylian! Link not only sees right through Sidon's changes, but Link seems to DISLIKE them, too! Sidon is embarrassed, and he deflates from the realization that Link doesn't like the prince. Sidon refuses to look at Link as he tells Link half the truth, that he wanted to be Link's... FRIEND. That he thought Link wouldn't want to be with... well FRIENDS with... a Zora. Link pauses, as he KNOWS that Sidon knows about he and Mipha's friendship, so something STILL feels off. It isn't until he notices Sidon's blushing that he understands what is truly being said.

After Link makes sure Sidon looks into his eyes, Link reassures Sidon that the things he likes about Sidon are what are truly him. His heroic grin, his playful tail wags. His champion-like swimming abilities. That Link enjoys Sidon. That he wants to SEE Sidon... all of him. Quickly, though, after Sidon lets out a flustered wheeze, Link realizes how his words came across, stating he just meant for Sidon to take off the pants! Sidon wheezes louder. Link gets more embarrassed and tries to explain he just meant Zora don't wear pants, so he'd want to see Sidon without-

It's great. They're great. They're trying.

It takes a bit more time after this convo, cause clearly the two are terrible with communication, but they reveal their romantic interests.

And they burn that infamous pair of pants.

the day mike came back wrong is still one of my favorite qsmp days ever they pumped straight looney tunes in the water that day

pink squad

what I think shinsou’s search history looks like after izuku tells him about OFA and how shinsou’s quirk helped him meet the vestiges and get his powers under control:

2:24 AM: can your quirk be connected to someone else’s

2:37 AM: are soulmates a real thing

2:39 AM: can you still get a lobotomy if you want one

2:43 AM: what does it mean if a guy cries and smiles at you and tells you how much you’ve done for his personal growth and also the world

2:45 AM: how to tell if a guy likes you back

2:58 AM: diy lobotomy safe

oof seungmin into crying AND bimbofication AND degradation??? ugh please i want him to fuck me absolutely stupid where i can’t even close my mouth. just drooling everywhere and he’s forcing you take his fat cock while calling you his dumb bitch ugh please spit in my mouth🥺

there were like several asks abt seungmin w a crying kink and i am here to deliver because … Fuck .

quick warning this is delving real DEEP into bimbofication, y’all. it may be a little too much, i dunno i don’t think i’m the Best writer when it comes to this stuff but just be careful besties <3

i just cannot get over sadist seungmin. cutest puppy boy with the filthiest desires, he just wants to break you. turn you absolutely brainless. wants you to follow him around practically begging him to bully you 😖😖

thinking abt a scene where he just takes his time. i dunno if any of you have ever looked into the bimbofication kink too much but there’s a thing some people do where they create this hypnotizing audio basically repeating over and over that you’re just a dumb bimbo with holes to be used. now imagine seungmin doing that.

sits you down and just teases you real slow and whispers in your ear over and over that you’re nothing but his little toy. kissing your neck softly, pulling piece of clothes off. just barely grazing his fingertips over where you want him to be until your brain is just oozing out of your ears. your eyes are hazy, you’re drooling over his fingers. whispering and pleading for him to use you like the toy you are.

he keeps this going until you’re crying and god the smile that grows onto his face when you start. gives you the EVILEST grin before he’s cooing at you. “oh, poor stupid baby. just so desperate for my dick, aren’t you? i bet you can’t even remember your own name right now.”

and he’s absolutely right, you can’t. in your mind, you’re just minmin’s fuck toy. a warm and wet hole for him to devour whenever he wants to. he doesn’t stop practically edging you the entire time. pulls his dick out, finally, and you’re just so eager to get to it and god he thinks you’re so fucking cute like this.

you’re crawling towards him so fast and he just presses his finger to your head. “not so fast, pup. you work for it.”

i gotta turn this into an actual fic at some point before i lose my goddamn mind.