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lucidmagic · 2 years

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Just want to let anybody know that if I accidentally reblogged a post from a Terf/RadFem/Exclusionist it’s because I didn’t know. I mostly reblog stuff from my phone where I don’t have computer extensions to let me know which blog is trans/nb safe. If I happen to do so please politely send me an ask! I promise it won’t be a big deal and I’ll make sure to delete the post as soon as I can!

My blog will always be a trans/nb safe space.

Thanks!

#people can reblog this as well #getting rid of any terfs lurking in my followers #if you’re a terf please unfollow me and then choke #terfs don’t interact #radfems don't interact #all of you can choke #trans safe #nb safe #ace safe #trans rights #trans #exclusionists don’t interact

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ryskyourheart · 8 months

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It’s past my own, and getting close to yours. I’ve just remembered this, and it hurt me to realize.

I saw your note again and saw that it said ‘friend.’ I know at the time it was for secrets and safety, but I can’t help but wonder.

I never thought I would be the villain in anyone’s story but my own. But now I’m scared that I’ve been yours. Maybe I should just disappear.

I don’t know how I’ll make it another year. I didn’t even make it a few months before ruining it all.

When our hearts are tied together, you cannot just cut the string and expect me not to fall. But I suppose I can’t try to hold onto the fraying ends either.

It’s always September. It’s always the beginning of autumn. Maybe that’s why they call it fall.

#a poem im tentatively calling Birthday #nonbinary poet #writing by a nonbinary person #nonbinary #nb safe #nblm #nblw #nblnb #nbla #t4t nblnb #t4t poetry #yearning #aching heart #writing #queer poetry #original poem #lgbtq poetry #I miss getting to talk to you

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girlsjustwannadategirls · 9 months

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need an aggressively femme woman to makeout with rn

#wlw #lgbt #lgbtq #nblw #sapphic #gay #queer #queer community #women loving women #nb safe #enby safe #enbylw #nb lesbian #nblnb

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tokyo-ghoul-pics · 2 days

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#i love nb #highasfuck #she...#420friendly #devil tony #safe zone #luimelia #goodgirl #dark forest

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inkskinned · 1 year

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we really didn't get violent enough about roe v wade being overturned. but and also - you're one person. you donated money. you went to the protest. you did what you could, which felt like doing basically nothing.

recently some big paper published an op ed (why did you even read it? you knew you'd get upset) about how it's gross that men can't find a partner because women don't want to suffer bad dates - they'd rather go to yoga class. you actually laughed - well, yeah! and it was funny until it wasn't, because something about it made your stomach churn. this is the thing, you want to say, but you don't have the words for what the thing is. just that men being bad at dating is your fault.

the thing is also on instagram. you don't know if it's a setting or algorithm thing, but these days, the most hurtful comments always seem to skim the top. simple reaction is don't read the comments but - you're human, so you're curious. you want to respond to every weird, sanctimonious one with replaying something a million times to find evidence they're lying about their gender is literally sexual harassment you shouldn't be proud of this or maybe get a fucking life you absolute dickhead but you've gotten into enough of these battles as a kid. nothing ever resolves. it just makes you upset.

your father was radicalized. the thing is - you go to therapy about it and yet never find the words for exactly the way that one hurts.

the other day your sister predicted that a commercial that aired during the superbowl was going to cause trouble. you wanted her to be wrong about that. this morning, while scrolling, you saw someone post exactly that - he got so angry i had to leave. it was terrifying. it reminds you, however bleakly: there are entire swathes of people who do not worry about domestic violence. who have no idea why you would put keys into your fist. who do not understand "it's better to be rude than dead." who have never googled am i being gaslit.

the other day you found out there's a bill that would make it so if you have a uterus and are braindead, you could fulfil your cattle purpose and carry a fetus to term. you think about the fact that the leading cause of death for pregnant people is murder. you think about ongoing and informed consent. you think about how, out of fear, if your ex boyfriend had pressured you, you absolutely would have said yes to it. in the comments, you write there is no way that these documents wouldn't be immediately forged. this is going to be misused. and then just delete it, sighing. get up and go to work.

the other day they overturned roe v wade. we weren't nearly violent enough about it. somewhere, a clock is ticking. it's been ticking a long time. you want to say it's time, but it's been time for a while, hasn't it.

#<3 time to get cancelled on the internet #btw this is trans inclusive author is nb #writeblr #i had a kind of argument with someone about that bill bc he was like ''oh but we do this for other organs'' and im like #okay so like the time it takes to safely extract an organ #versus NINE MONTHS of not having consent . not being able to bury the body.#my family unable to mourn. being used a host.#even if ALL OF THAT was NOT the case.#i do not believe for a fucking SECOND this would be use safely. i cannot imagine a world in which #it was not immediately and with gusto. used to abuse others

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autolenaphilia · 5 months

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Reminder: if you believe that transfems are too loud and dominating due to "male socialization" and speak over transmascs, who due to their "female socialization" are too quiet and submissive to stand up to the evil male privileged transfems, you are a transmisogynist and your views are literally undistingushable from that of actual TERFS. It doesn't matter if you are trans yourself, you are still a transmisogynist.

#transmisogyny #my posts #this post is thanks to a post i found while searching for terfs to block and stay safe #from an nb transmasc whining about how their transfem gf dumped them for saying transfems had male privilege and socialization #i thought of screencapping it but the post was so badly written that the effort of rebutting it would outweigh any possible reward

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russetpuddle · 11 months

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BIG fan of women explaining things.. love to hear women speak... random informational instagram reels are sermons to me..

#russet purrs #lesbian #sapphic #wlw #lesbian safe #nb lesbian

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vampiresfromxenon · 3 months

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I’ve come down with something really awful and nasty and I’ve spent most of my day in bed (whole body is in so much pain but that doesn’t stop the grind)

Leave it to me to think of cute Astarion fluff fics while I’m slightly delirious and wanting company to take care of me

Anyway nb! Tav (could be gn but I’m nb so deal w it) is very sick. All they can do is lie in bed, feeling like a sack of shit. They lie on their side, shivering even though the fire in their room is as hot as it can be and they’ve got as many layers and blankets as possible.

Astarion is scared to see his lover like this, as illnesses are now an unfamiliar territory to the undead man. He showers them with attention, helping them blow their nose and get them fed and hydrated. They panic, trying to be brave but they’re in so much pain that feels like it won’t go away. As they sob, he holds them tightly, trying to hide how upset he is to see them this miserable.

Later on they ask him to cuddle, hoping that touch may help heal their body aches and chills. However, with a high elf ice pack as a partner, Tav is a little worried about how his touch might make them feel. You can imagine their shock when he emerges from behind the dressing screen, head to toe in mis-matched clothing. Tav lets out a slight chuckle at the sight of him wearing a knitted mask that covers his whole head so that no part of his body touches them and sets them off. Crawling into the bed wearing mittens, a turtle neck, thick clothing, anything he could find, he shoves his discomfort aside. While they still feel like shit, he holds them close, hoping to keep them warm and safe while they finally get to rest.

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flappingdragon · 2 months

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⚠️NSFW Ahead⚠️

What if MC was an angel but they were also there when Lucifer was an angel?

Starting out, what if MC was really young when their connection to Lucifer first began?

What if at one point MC had to attend an angel meeting bc of their guardian angel and they developed a silly-little-kids-crush on Lucifer the moment they laid eyes on him?

Imagine MC with starry, sparkling eyes while they gawk at how magnificently beautiful he is.

And during the meeting, Lucifer randomly comes up to MC and is like, “And what is your name?”

MC would be so shy bc that’s what little kids are like when their crush pays any attention to them and MC would whisper their name and he’d go, “Oh, really? That’s such a beautiful name.” And makes MC so happy because Lucifer just said he likes their name!

But skip a little into the future where angel MC gets a little older but they get really scared over something and they run into the nearest dark place, which just happened to be the alleyway where Lucifer was walking by.

He sees MC sniffling and gets so worried and approches them calmly then says your name and goes, “Are you alright? Is something the matter?” But MC doesn’t want to talk to him and just positions their body away from Lucifer, getting all defensive and defiant.

Lucifer eventually gets close enough to where he can crouch in front on MC and place his hand on their back, soothing them by rubbing it slowly.

“Can you tell me what happened?” But MC would still refuse to talk and Lucifer would sigh in defeat.

He digs something out of his pocket and presents it to MC and they look at it. With MC’s attention, he says, “This is a magical necklace. See?” And he would make the necklace softly glow with his magic and MC is in awe with it.

He then takes MC’s hand and places the necklace in their palm, closing their hand around it before saying, “If you ever feel scared, hold this necklace right against your chest, and I will always be with you in spirit. No matter what challenges you face, just know that with this necklace, I will never leave your side.”

Then they never saw Lucifer again after that day, but MC has always worn the necklace and never let it out of their sight.

Then fast forward to when the war begins.

MC is older now, about maybe 7000 angel years (looks like about 20-30 human years) and their frantically looking around to see if they can find Lucifer.

They know he’s probably forgotten about them, but that doesn’t mean MC won’t fight along side him.

But MC’s heart is shattered when they see Lucifer is falling from the heavens.

They scream and run towards him but they couldn’t help him. They’re on their knees and they start to cry.

After the war comes to an end, MC is devastated and broken. They’re not in their right mind anymore, with having just witnessed the love of their life slip from their fingers and fall to his death.

MC thinks Lucifer is dead until several thousands of years later, Lucifer’s face shows up in the Celestial Realm once again accompanied by his brothers and the demon kind’s son. But this time his wings are black, he has pointed spirals adjourning his head, and aura is that of a demon.

MC hears wind that Lucifer and his brothers are here as a last resort to restore peace between the Devildom and the Celestial Realm.

So when Lucifer and company enter the main estate of the Celestial Realm, MC waits by patiently until the sun dims down and the doors finally open once more.

MC waits until Lucifer is by himself.

Lucifer is walking into an alleyway when MC walks up behind him. They’re about to grab his shoulder, but Lucifer reacts quickly and pins MC to the wall, his forearm on their chest.

“Who are you?” But MC is too stunned to speak. He asks again and MC snaps out of it.

MC explains everything and Lucifer slowly backs away from MC.

“Show me.” MC looks at him confused. “Show me the necklace. Prove it to me. Prove to me who you say you are.”

And MC shows him the necklace.

Lucifer walks as close as he can and shows his own version of the necklace.

They’re the same shape, same design. A gold heart with a tiny angel feather in the middle, only now, Lucifer’s is black.

Lucifer brings his closer to MC’s and both necklaces start to glow. Lucifer slowly looks up at MC and looks into their eyes for the first time ever since that fateful day, and wraps his arms around their neck, leaning in to kiss them.

MC immediately kisses back and wraps their arms around his waist, pulling him closer.

MC’s heart is pounding, thinking of how long they wanted this day to come and now they finally have it.

Their first kiss is slow and sensual, then they break it to gasp for air. When they share their second kiss, a flame ignites their heart’s desires and they share a passionate and equally lustful hunger for each other, their lips moving fast and sloppy.

By the time they share their third kiss, they’re in MC’s bedroom, Lucifer on his back on MC’s bed.

They both kiss with such veracity as if it would satiate their ever-growing desire for each other.

MC’s hands are focused on removing Lucifer’s clothing, while Lucifer’s are focused on removing MC’s clothing. But when they both are naked and exploring each other’s bodies, they stop moving for a moment to stare into each other’s eyes.

“Are you sure you want this?”

MC kisses Lucifer and preps him with a bottle of lube he had summoned.

Hearing Lucifer moan for the first time only makes MC harder. MC scissors Lucifer open until they think he’s ready and Lucifer hands them the bottle of lube.

MC wastes so time in lathering themself up and inserting themself inside Lucifer.

MC loves the way Lucifer arches his back and clenches the bed sheets.

MC adores the sound of Lucifer’s sounds. They sound so pretty, so perfect, exactly how they imagined them to be.

Then MC starts to move and they don’t stop until the sun brightens again and they both pass out from exhaustion.

It’s only the morning after that Lucifer reveals the truth about the necklace.

“It’s a necklace that ties one soul to another, then their souls form an eternal bond. A bond that can never be broken.”

A Soulmate Bond.

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cryxdraws · 2 years

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Wooh Tucker’s finally done! Did he sew all the patches for Team Phantom? Absolutely. Is he bros with Wulf? Yes. (The guy saved his afterlife and is one of the few (friendly) people that understand *Esperanto. And they’re both carnivores, need I say more?)

Now who to draw next? Sam or Valerie…🤔

#Tucker Foley #Danny Phantom #Wulf #dp fanart #e-ghost series #cryxdraws #e-boy series #with e-girls/nbs on the way #i know the crossdressing was a ‘’joke’’ but listen #🙏#nb tucker and sam #genderqueer sam #break all the conventions #and tucker idgaf: agender #everyone is queer au lets go #anywho HC time #i j really vibe with the idea that Tuck is great at making friends with ghosts to a point his house becomes a safe haven in amity for them #his parents are really chill about it once they realize they’re safe and arguably more protected from hostile ghosts than even FentonWorks #based off community and kindness instead of weapons and ectophobia #the juxtaposition between Danny’s and Tucker’s house could be insane #also from Tuck’s POV he really just is that anime protag with nothing but the power of tech and friendship on his side lmao #like yah my bestie is a full time superhero #who is also the ghost king #a ghost convict #that is a giant dimension-tearing werewolf #a ghost princess #that turns into a fire breathing dragon #to name a few #go ahead and try shit #danny doesnt have to worry about him at all lmao

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pseudonymphomania · 2 months

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A page from one of Diavolo’s photo albums (inspired by the “Memorable Photos” Diavolo SSR from OG)

View from Top to Bottom, Left to Right.

Suggested OM BG Music to read this to: Always By Your Side

This candid of Dame Lucifer was taken by Diavolo as she passed by the area on her way to the stage after having her makeup done by Asmo.

Diavolo and Lucifer go to a cafe which boasts new specials. Despite his aversion to photos in a public place, Lucifer poses for a surreptitious photo while there, prompted by Diavolo's excitement at having ordered a ridiculously large and aesthetic drink for the first time. Lucifer ordered a small cake and took off his gloves to enjoy it. [the drink and cake are cut off]

This is the selfie that Lucifer took in MC's bedroom after having a heart-to-heart with Diavolo in the "Creating Records" WW. Lucifer only took one picture before giving the phone back so it is slightly blurry, but you can clearly see Diavolo's surprise.

It was a long and tough snowball fight between Lucifer and his brothers at RAD. The battle was hard won and as everyone left to go back inside, Diavolo catches Lucifer looking at the sky and decides to make it snow. Diavolo takes a picture of Lucifer's peaceful face, committing to memory of what it looked like when someone cared for family as much as he did and what it meant to him to know that they were safe.

The Fantastic Three are having fantastic tea and Barbatos is trolling Lucifer again. Taken by Diavolo.

Diavolo and Lucifer speaking in the hallways of RAD [but this photo is cut off so only the shoes are visible]. Taken by Barbatos.

Diavolo is very happy about Lucifer in his uncharacteristic unicorn onesie. Lucifer is annoyed that the presentation of his personal image, something he takes a lot of care in, is being offset by this travesty; however, Lucifer lets Diavolo take a few photos before he takes off the onesie with full intention to toss it into the flames. [MC rescues the onesie before that happens]

Diavolo and Lucifer are in Lucifer's bedroom drinking horns of Demonus. Diavolo remembers that he had a gift so he presents Lucifer with a Demonus body pillow. Lucifer, being drunk, is uninhibited in showing how much he likes it. Diavolo takes a photo of Lucifer cuddling the pillow, but as Diavolo is also drunk, he fails to consider environmental lighting, composition and the fact that his finger is in the shot.

The Fantastic Three go on a business trip. They have a little bit of time to relax so they go to the hot springs in Moryo Town. Diavolo, being playful, decides to splash Lucifer with the hot water and instigates a splash war. This photo is taken by Barbatos who is the only one able to avoid the portent of shenanigans.

The Fantastic Three go camping. After a full day of Camp Master Lucifer's treatment, Lucifer shows Diavolo how to cook marshmallows over the fire for s'mores. Taken by Barbatos.

Diavolo and Lucifer are in the Human World for business. They decide to play chess in the park like retired old men. Diavolo wins the first round white and decides to switch places with Lucifer. He jokes about how Lucifer could have beaten him if he had been more aggressive. Lucifer smiles and retorts that white always has an advantage and that was why he won, but is taken off guard by Diavolo who raises his black pawn and says, "yes it is true. White goes first and black has a critical weakness, but to be truthful, I've never felt more powerful." Lucifer catches on and takes his own white king, placing it in the F7 spot where Diavolo's black pawn had been.*

This photo was taken by the Anti-Lucifer League after a prank on Lucifer. By request, it was sent to MC after-the-fact.

This photo was taken by MC who was watching Satan and Belphie run away, being chased by an angry Lucifer. Both photos were sent to Diavolo after-the-fact.

Diavolo and Lucifer have a long conversation about inter-realm politics while looking out into the yonder. This photo was taken by Barbatos.

The Fantastic Three go to Diavolo's private beach. Diavolo plays in the water as Lucifer watches but Lucifer is overly concerned about what kind of travesties he will come back to when the trip is over so he doesn't share Diavolo's excitement. Taken by Barbatos.

This photo was taken by Diavolo. Lucifer fell asleep while Diavolo was showing off the photo albums and he rests on Diavolo's shoulder. This photo will be shown to Lucifer next time he comes over to look through the memories.

*The F7 square is widely considered the weakest spot on the board being only protected by the black king and is often subjected to attacks. Lucifer putting his white king in that spot means that this game of chess is null but it is an allegory for Lucifer's defection and Diavolo's protection who went from just prince (pawn) to Acting-King. The point of chess is to checkmate, but with the white king protecting the black king and vice versa, who is there to defeat them?

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onyourowndaisymae · 9 months

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cool about it

just some little drabble-esque musings about the angst of being the attendant to people who don't know you like you know them

content + warnings: angsty, some romantic coding but nothing explicitly indicating a relationship/interest, nightbringer timeline

Once, I took your medication to know what it's like And now I have to act like I can't read your mind I ask you how you're doing and I let you lie

But we don't have to talk about it I can walk you home and practice method acting I'll pretend being with you doesn't feel like drowning Tellin' you it's nice to see how good you're doing Even though we know it isn't true

{cool about it, boygenius}

life carries on.

the world still spins, the sun still rises, and the devildom grows busy with the hustle and bustle of demons. they laugh and cry and hug and party just as you remember they should. it's thousands of years before you're even a sprout in your own family tree, but you don't get a say in the way that time moves forward.

the demon brothers aren't how you remember them-- then again, you never met them shortly after the fall, did you? what a strange feeling, loving someone who's a stranger to you now...

mammon tries to be nonchalant as he steps in front of you again, shielding your body from the chaos of his family's antics. there's a strange sense of protectiveness he feels over you, even though he knows damn well you're a capable demon. but being around you leaves his head devoid of all reason. he craves you like flowers crave rain in early spring, like the dead of night craves the gentle kiss of dawn. he's glued to your side as you drift from room to room, fulfilling your attendant duties with care. there's just something about you that makes him need you. he needs to be your favorite, your closest demon, the one you think of first when anything happens. he wants to be be good enough to earn your approval-- if that ends with him humiliating himself just to get a smile from you, then he considers it time well spent.

levi hears your voice echo down the hallway, and it makes him flinch. is that your laughter? his ear presses against the cold wood to listen in. envy stirs in his gut, makes his tail flick impatiently against the wood as he strains to hear you. he certainly doesn't care about a normie demon like you. so what if you helped him keep snake? so what if he's jealous of how easily his brothers have made their way to your good side? you make him feel things he'd never thought he'd be able to feel. so... just hang out with him, alright? just sit near him and talk about snake and let him pretend for just a moment that you want to hang out with him as much as he does you.

beelzebub smiles at you from the kitchen counter, watching you curiously as mammon and asmo toddle after you. you gather ingredients from the fridge-- strangely colored, odd, completely native to the devildom-- and lay them out on the counter. then you carefully show that what to do with each ingredient, what they pair best with, what they're supposed to taste like when prepared correctly. his brothers watch wide-eyed, fascinated as you cook scary ingredients into delicious food. beel doesn't blame them. you feel like home. you're a warm hug, a nice meal, a shoulder to lean on as things get rough. he doesn't question his fondness towards you. you're just... special. he doesn't want to question what makes you feel so nice to be around-- he'd rather just bask in your warmth, like a child savoring the summer sun.

asmodeus' lips curl into a grin each time he bounds towards you. his words are honey, his expression the sweetest confection as he dotes on you. he eyes you with curiosity. you are a puzzle to him, a mix of familiarity and newness that has him wondering if he'd met you before in some previous life. he can't get enough of you, and yet, he doesn't know why. he wants a spot at every table next to you, an invitation to every event you attend, a reason to stick by your side as much as he wants to. you're something special to him. he doesn't exactly know why his heart races when you brush his hair off of his face or admire his nails when he shows you, but he's excited to find out.

satan knows rage very well. it's who he is, a fundamental part of his being like the color of his eyes or the barbs of his tail. yet when he's around you, his anger quiets-- once a snarling beast, he's reduced to a curious feline in your presence. what are you doing? why? he skulks behind you in the shadows to observe your daily happenings. he wants to analyze you. if he could pin you between microscope slides and study you as closely as he'd like, he would. you fascinate him. his wrath is a wildfire, destructive and all consuming... but around you, he finds himself to be a lit fireplace. always capable of danger, but content crackling beside you to keep you warm.

belphegor curls into his spot on the couch with a smile knowing you're nearby. the room just feels a little lighter when you're there to wrangle his older brothers. the fire crackles pleasantly, intermingling with your voice as you lecture one of his brothers outside the library. your footsteps sound louder, now, and he peeks one of his eyelids open to see your feet nearby. there's a few shuffling noises before he feels the pleasant weight of a blanket draped over his "sleeping" body. that's you. you're an old knitted afghan, familiar and cozy yet new all the same. he doesn't understand why he feels so comfortable around you. but he's never been one to question his blessings-- he waits until you leave to get cozy under the covers.

lucifer regards you with a chilliness that makes your teeth chatter. his eyes are hard as he watches you scurry about, dealing with his brothers' nonsense. his gaze is always piercing, his lips in a hard line to prevent them from curling into a sneer. just because he's a demon now doesn't mean that he embraces others-- especially not lower level demons like you. he doesn't trust you or your intentions. why do you feel so familiar? why do your smiles make him feel fuzzy inside, like he holds some unseen fondness for you? he doesn't know you! there's no reason he should gravitate towards you, and yet, he does. and it scares the shit out of him. so he'll keep putting walls between you and him until he understands the extent of your emotional sorcery.

your heart breaks a little more with each and every interaction. it's hard to put on an aloof persona to tend to the brothers' needs, but you do it. you do it because you love them. you plaster on a fake smile and walk through the doors of the house of lamentation with your head held high. if you stand tall enough, maybe you can avoid drowning in the memories you've made here in another life. you can act your way through each interaction, saying all the right things and being what they need at this time in their lives.

maybe, just maybe, you can help them become the demons you love so dearly in your own time-- even if that means breaking your own heart with each fake smile.

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smokbeast · 4 months

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Seeing allot of trans stuff lately. I don't do this but obviously trans people and all people of LGBTQ+ are welcome here!! If you are a terf or sick mf I will stomp on you till you die you are not welcome here.

Also merlot, frak and soma are trans! Allot of my ocs are of the queer skellies and my goobies alike so hehe :]

#just letting yallknow this is a safe space! obviously i PFNGNn it be funny if a ttans dudes blog eouldnt be but i wouldnt be surprised #with how some people are tbh. but JUST SAYING HERE IS SAFE THATS THE POINT IM MAKING SKSMG #but ye merlot is a genderfluid trans woman and frak is a trans man #soma is fem nb! im not picky about pronouns so yall can have fun but just wanted to point that out ^^#many of my ocs tend to fall down genderfluid trans categories cause that's how i see myself usually!#so no worries if you confuse pronouns or anything you can always ask it wont bother me!#trans #smoki rambles #also lesbians trans and cis alike are all welcome here and gay men trans and cis as well there is nO shame being cis and queer i just wanna #say that too cause i know thats not told allot when i mean everyone is welcome EVERYONE is welcome trans cis nb EVERYONE i love you all #i respect all people and everything cause however you are as a person that makes you happy makes me happy #i respect women i respect men i respect thems i respec everyone big huggems to all!

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