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Missed the gym for a couple months because of life bullshit, still at max weigh on the abductor machine.
Undefeated at opening my legs

Fuck all of you this was funny

The bucket has gotta be the worst thing you could kick

there is literally nothing wrong with being trans and anyone who says otherwise is a fascist who would kill and/or enslave your entire family at a moment's notice

A friend told me that Vera sounded nice before I figured out I was a woman, and I couldn't stop thinking about the name for like, weeks until I tried it

ik commenting is hard, but u don't have to write a dissertation- even “this was amazing” or “i loved this” makes writers happy. it feels like some people treat fic writers like untouchable writing machines and don’t realize they’re fellow fans, who likely would love chatting abt their work with u

Working on Sapphic Knight smut
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One of the crimes of AI has been the destruction of the beautiful "my nephew made this logo for me on his computer!" energy from all the hyper-local plumbers and taco shops. AI slop on white work vans is a crime against humanity.

England is not real it cannot hurt me

Where the fuck even is Gorton and Denton

PUT AWAY YOUR CLAYMORE, TODAY YOU WILL BATTLE THE THOUGHTS THAT WOULD STEAL OUR JOY. AND YOU WILL WIN.

If houses are sometimes called domiciles, what's a subicile?

If I say goals...

Work sucks but I am a gorgeous woman so that's something at least

Researchers identify tool use in a pet cow, indicating livestock might be smarter than thought | CNN A new study is the first to describe tool use in a cow. It could be evidence that livestock has higher cognitive capabilities than once thought, researchers say.

@cowtoolsdaily.bsky.social WAKE UP WAKE UP! COW TOOLS PREDICTED BONAFIDE COW TOOL USE
www.cnn.com/2026/01/19/s...

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I'll shut up about appendixn't soon but I am posting through the recovery pain rn

Tops will be like "time to get my guts rearranged," and get a laproscopic appendectomy.
I'm tops

I think I'm getting 3 lil ones instead

More space for whimsy and lesbianism

Life update

YOU MUST TAKE YOUR MEDICATIONS TO HAVE STRENGTH TO CRUSH YOUR ENEMIES.

Non sequitur? No, we have quite a lot actually

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“I would be remiss in my duty, my lady. You are alone outside of the estate and I am sworn to keep you safe. Would you pass me my sword?” Maral gestured to the blade resting on a shelf near Adela behind the bar. “There’s that duty again,” Adela said. She handed the sword over, and watched the knight’s hands fasten it to her belt. “You don’t need it yet, I still have a drink to finish before we go. Who knows how long it’ll take; all your talk about duty, mine is away until I leave and I plan to keep it away a while still.” “Be that as it may, I still have mine,” Maral answered. She moved the fix her clothes, hands reached for the clasps of her vest before Adela’s shot out and held her wrist in place. “Don’t,” she said, leant across the bar and looking up. “You do that, Quijada; go back to being Captain, and I have to go back to being unable to stand you.”

If you like sapphic fantasy stories and knights and drama, over on patreon I've announced and started posting work on a new novel, currently titled Jawbone. Here's a preview, if you like the look of it, consider signing up on patreon.com/idiotvera

“I would be remiss in my duty, my lady. You are alone outside of the estate and I am sworn to keep you safe. Would you pass me my sword?” Maral gestured to the blade resting on a shelf near Adela behind the bar. “There’s that duty again,” Adela said. She handed the sword over, and watched the knight’s hands fasten it to her belt. “You don’t need it yet, I still have a drink to finish before we go. Who knows how long it’ll take; all your talk about duty, mine is away until I leave and I plan to keep it away a while still.” “Be that as it may, I still have mine,” Maral answered. She moved the fix her clothes, hands reached for the clasps of her vest before Adela’s shot out and held her wrist in place. “Don’t,” she said, leant across the bar and looking up. “You do that, Quijada; go back to being Captain, and I have to go back to being unable to stand you.”

If you like sapphic fantasy stories and knights and drama, over on patreon I've announced and started posting work on a new novel, currently titled Jawbone. Here's a preview, if you like the look of it, consider signing up on patreon.com/idiotvera

The world is very expensive and I want to quit my job

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The more I see men at the gym throw the concept of form or controlled movements out to do maybe 15kg more than I'm doing on lift the more I'm convinced gymbros actually don't know what they're doing