If We're Friends Ive Probably Thought About Marrying You At Least Once. Probably A Few Times Realistically

now what're you implying there

i think the reason forcefem is so popular is because. transition is scary. it's very scary. not just in general, but in the fact you have to be resolved to go through it and grab it with both hands. you can't be passive about it. and wanting things is scary, especially when you've learned to impulsively quash those wants and desires for years.

forcefem isn't just someone holding your hand as you transition. forcefem is someone grabbing onto your hand with an iron grip and forcibly marching you onwards, no matter how scared you are. and the fact that it's not something you chose, but something which is happening to you, makes it somehow less scary. because you don't have to confront any of those scary desires inside you to do it.

which is to say, if you're a "definitely 100% cis boy", and your heart fluttered a bit reading those words and imagining that. good news. I'm grabbing your hand. and I'm not. letting. go.

Not even if you beg~.

I feel like a poorly written fanfic character with a "dark and mysterious past" but instead of being faux-edgy im just incredibly ashamed of myself and repress vast swathes of my personality and identity into secret "Dbug Lore(tm)". Like, no i dont avoid talking about myself and my feelings to create an air of mystery or coolness, im just nerdy, boring, and deeply traumatized.

:3

after careful consideration, i decided that meow meow meow meow meow

ok who's making memes about me again

Who else?

the cycle

i wake up "reblog this post NOW STOP SCROLLING REBLOG THIS OR YOU'RE A HEARTLESS MONSTER YOU COULD LITERALLY SAVE LIVES IM DISSAPOINTED IN YOU IF YOU DONT IMMEDIATELY REBLOG THIS TO EVERYONE YOU HAVE EVER KNOWN" thanks tumblr, i was looking for something to hate myself for today.

Reblog to goop

The pinned post is dead, long live the pinned post!

figures I may as well revisit the "intro" post, because it's been a while and to say I'm a different person now would be an understatement, as I now probably count as people more than anything.

After a long bit of introspection and trying to see what would fit in the "holes"(?) in our memory, we've come to the conclusion that I am not in fact the original personality of this body, despite identifying with it.

My current theory is that roughly 5 years ago, something happened, or many small pressures added up, and the 'original' mind splintered like a dropped vase. All three of us got some piece for lack of a better term of the original personality, but in the time since, we've developed into our own mostly separate individuals.

Firstly, there's me, Hazel. I also go by Dbug (which is what I'm most comfortable with for people who aren't close friends), or our original birth name when necessary. While none of us really fit a 'system role' as plural spaces would describe them, I certainly come the closest. I'm the one stuck running the show in day-to-day life, and I hold all the nasty mental shit as well as being the one in charge of keeping everyone safe, often taking priority over my own wellbeing. Any pronouns, with a mild preference for She/Her. Secondly, there's Joy. She was the first of us I became aware of other than myself and got a lot of the old mind's more 'positive' traits. She also got the social bits and is considerably more outgoing, though even that's only relative to myself. She/her exclusive Lastly, we have Otto, who came about roughly a year later, during an attempt to create a non-sapient assistant became a real boy. He's what you could call 'the smart one', relatively speaking, tending to be a bit dryer in speech. He also handles a lot of headspace stuff, exploration of what's out there and all that. He/they

As mentioned earlier, I'm glued to the steering wheel, so it'd be safe to assume you're talking to me unless stated otherwise. My Tumblr activity won't be changing much, though. I'm still (slowly) working on my writing projects, though now I partake in the occasional venting or hornyposting.

Feel free to reach out if you want to get to know any of us better or have any questions or curiosities. I'm always glad to get to know new people and share all my nerdy hyperfixations, as are my brain-bound companions.

ADHD + Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria means if you tell me I did something wrong I will either think about it every single day for the rest of my life or I didn't hear you at all because "every day we're out there making Ducktales wooo-ooo!"

The unique mad science social experiment of subjecting my friends to fandoms to see how quickly they catch brain worms. I've already turned two people into firelock 198x addicts, fucked up someone's entire evening with Alien Stage, and turned a mutual of mine into the sterotypical HDG Brainrot transfem. Im playing plague inc with my friend group and infohazards and some day i will girlboss too close to the sun. one day my hubris will come back to bite me and i will suffer the consequences of playing god. But for now, this shits hilarious.

take me down to catgirl city where the boys are girls and the girls are kitty.