gosh you're pretty 🥺🫣💕
as is your sona 💕🐶💕

I mean, dogs thinking is kind of absurd if you think about it (but don't think about it actually just dog) 💕

an illustration of the character amaterasu from the videogame okami leaping up into the air with one paw above her head, she is a white wolf decorated with red swirls and a flaming shield on her back, she has a large smile on her face. on the tip of her nose is the character issun, a tiny sprite holding aloft a sword.

happy 20th anniversary, okami!!

People may cry that bsky is a "woke echo chamber" (questionable) but I'm really grateful it, as part of my whole support system, has made me realize how not normal [or OK] my family's invalidating behavior is in the big picture. They're [very] fallable, and they don't get to define who I am. 💕🏳️‍⚧️

Fumea the Typhlosion Musharna gets some nice rest. She doesn't mind company.

Art by @fdokkaku.bsky.social thank you

omg that's adorable 🥺💕

srry no can do 💔

I'm really glad you were there, and it makes me wonder what would've happened if you weren't tbh... I really adore you, and I'm so grateful that you understand and support me where my family is really missing the mark.

You won’t believe what I saw…

Sorry for infodumping my shitty experience. I just feel so slighted and ignored and hurt, and I just want to drop off the face of the earth until my family has genuine acknowledgment of how poorly they're going about this, under the guise of being really accepting and loving me unconditionally.

I am trying to give my mom the benefit of the doubt that she's just like... losing her mind? But I just can't wrap my head around how this whole thing played out and amounted to exactly nothing. Idk, man. I'm just so tired.

Not FIVE MINUTES after we had moved on to other topics, my mom misgendered me three times in the same sentence with complete unawareness (or ignorance) of any mistake. I just dismissed it while being in like complete bewilderment of what just happened. Like... what the actual fuck????

I said I would take full responsibility for establishing my identity with others who knew me otherwise and that they had no obligation basically behind my back. I think I was being so accommodating to my own detriment in the end. This was seemingly acceptable.

Everything else kept getting misconstrued as these attacks on their inability to change for me immediately and perfectly, which I was not asking of them. I made my needs painfully clear many more times throughout our conversation, and I thought they understood, just gender me correctly to my face.

...once again was asking her to start gendering me correctly unconditionally. She eventually used the, "I'm not going to bury my son" argument, out of NOWHERE and I had to talk her out of an emotional tailspin. I feel like the only things that were actually heard were the things I did wrong.

...that I was giving them an ultimatum to make a conscious effort for me in the manner I originally requested, which felt like it was ignored ultimately, or there would be repercussions in the form of me distancing myself more until things changed. My mom kept fixating on the misconception that I...

I agreed to come up to their house to apologize to mom in person and just try to set things straight [a third time], and it was kind of bananas to put it lightly. I really poured my heart and soul into telling my mom that I should have been more vigilant in pointing out my discomfort, but...

I admitted fault solely for not just being clear that their continued misgendering was not OK directly. I very much made it clear I did not have any remorse for the motivation behind it and how much my own pain was inexcusable. Which I think? he understood?

So after being told I wouldn't be accommodated, I decided [semi-regrettably] to back off a little bit. A couple of weeks went by and the aforementioned phone call culminated in my dad, of all people, needing clarification about my needs again in order to understand my behavior.

For added context, I wasn't asking them to gender me correctly in front of others with the preconception of me as a dude. Just in situations between them and myself. But bc it was misconstrued as this huge gesture that required them to step out of their comfort zone, they immediately got defensive.

To recap, on Easter I very clearly laid out my needs from them and was told by my mom very curtly, "we need time before we can do that". So she was right that I was distancing myself to protect myself while they go through whatever is holding them up from simply not calling me "him" to my face.

Mid conversation, my dad asks me about how things are going with me "medically" (he meant my transition) so I told him great long story short, and it immediately segues into my mom is "really upset" bc she felt I was giving them both the cold shoulder after I texted them about my pronouns.

God, today was a rough one. Had another big day of trying to get my parents to understand me. It basically started with me calling my dad on his request today to catch up. (1/?)

the baby is sleeping on its treasures ❤

Ship art based on the Tomodachi Life relationship between my OC, Maya, and the Original Starwalker from Deltarune. They're holding hands nervously and blushing

yeah OK why not

moo 😍😍😍

Happy birfday elpis bepis ilysm flopping on u and nuzzling ur face 💕💕💕

Your bubblegum tongue...
your bubblegum face...
Your bubblegum skin, like porcelain...

game recognize game, pun intended ^^;

Space Jam!

(also love the sword accents and Xbox 360/N64 representation!💕)