what nobody tells you about transition is the totality of it. once you dig into gender and start expressing the way you want, you'll start to find the marks of discomfort littered around the rest of your life. you'll notice how you were never living for yourself, just following the guidelines laid out for you.
as soon as you disengage that autopilot, you're on your own. you have to decide what is actually best for you. you have to question every decision you've ever made because they were all made by someone trying to play by the rules, rules whose application will kill you.
in the year-and-change since starting my transition, I have completely changed everything about my presentation, I changed how I talk, how I carry myself, how I interact with people. I changed the company I keep, I moved cities, I abandoned a career path I had been pursuing my entire life. I lost friends, made new ones, started engaging with types of media I had never been interested in before.
there's a life on the other side of transition, and you have to claw it back piece by piece. I will never stop transitioning into who I'm supposed to be because every time I get closer, I realize there's more I still need to change.
girl who immediately spreads her legs when you say the word pet
My equivalent of smelling blood in the water is catching a sweet, blushing trans girl getting just a little too flustered when I compliment her. That shaky breath, the way her fingers twitch like she doesn’t know what to do with herself—it’s intoxicating.
I will be hitting on you relentlessly, watching as you squirm under the weight of my words, heat creeping up your neck until you’re hiding your face, barely able to look at me. You smell like a soft, trembling prey animal, and I’d have it no other way. Now, be a good girl and let me make you squirm.
she takes studying vampires very seriously
the weather is getting hot here so fair warning that i’m entering my insufferable hater season ✌️ peace and love tho
it must suck to do an assassinate and have everyone cheering you on and hyping you up cuz you can’t tell anyone you did it. you have to keep that information to yourself.
Atmos said "I'm next sir!" and stands up, excited. As far as he understood, aperture laboratories could use his abilities, and he gets to do what he loves.
From television to billboard, radio to word of mouth, the same message was covering the entire town. Aperture was hiring. Previous experience didn’t matter, criminal record didn’t matter, it didn’t even matter if they were human! All that mattered was that Ramm needed staff, and he’d pay top dollar for workers! Damn the expense! (Your muse here) was waiting in the lobby for their name to be called. The person Ramm was previously interviewing was being escorted out by security staff. Dr. Jeremy Ramm himself soon followed. ”Right, who’s next.”
I feel like one of my friends could do this really well.
there’s something so compelling about stories where a character’s virtues intensify into flaws that lead to their downfall. loyalty and love becoming so all-consuming that compassion outside of them ceases to exist. duty overwhelming any moral compass until order becomes more important than justice. selflessness so intense it becomes self-destruction. let me watch while whatever saved the hero in the beginning destroys them. let me see them fall to their own worst impulses disguised as what once made them good.
I am an affront to God, and am setting up a replacement. She/Her | 22
246 posts