(*the real thing was actually bigender nepeta homestuck fanart that showed me This Was A Thing I Could Do. shoutout my girl nepeta he made me transgender)

this is actually what caused* me to land on this current gender presentation. It was nice feeling like a genderfucked boygirl thing i actually enjoyed it a lot. still chasing the high of old ladies calling me miss every day While Mustached under my mask. awesome shit.

covid was awesome because i was working retail at a store with a mostly elderly customer base, couldnt get my hair cut so it was long, and i was masking so my facial hair was covered.
These things combined so that the average old lady customer called me ma'am whilst my boss used he/him for me.

the best thing you can do when referring to me is using both genders in the same sentence: "shes a cool guy" / "He's my galpal" etc. it makes me feel seen and loved Thank you!!!

wanted to restate because ppl have been confused in the past.
truths:
- I am not on HRT
- I probably will not go on HRT (for at least the next year... beyond that? who knows)
- I am equally comfortable being seen as a man or a woman
- please do not use they/them for me !!

just restating a standard public fyi, i am bigender !! im not transmasc or transfem i am just trans! & nonbinary. thank you.

YAAAY i luv this

A poem, with the text reading: "Find me between the wall, the wolf, and an ocean of claws. No pack, no den, bleeding out in a sun-bleached field. Dry. Slow, agonizing death. Rubbed itself into your matted pelt. You know this one, displayed it before. Identity. Inheritance. Your North Star. Traumatic birth. This place is a funerary last stand. Divine light. The bodies of animals roll past your paws. You knew their names. If your legs will carry you, you will unmake yourself. Scatter the pieces. become unrecognizable. Repeat the violence. Until you hear something holy break, please stay alive. Become anything. Survive." Beside the poem is a scanned list of chores titled "WEEKLY TASKS". The last bullet point reading "Survive" overlaps with the last word of the poem. Below the poem is a wolf looking at a 4-pointed star, and scans of doodles and a forest can be seen in the upper right-hand corner. (Feed: Art)

survivors guilt

Park quilt [Wip]

Furswap is back again for another art market this May! Take a break from basking in the sun with all of us on Sunday, May 10th at Quality Flea Center!
Art by the incredibly talented @deceased-bunny.bsky.social, more info below!

already burned through most of the first batch! give me more 🤲

thanks bestie

guy who doesnt draw all day on the day she said she was gonna draw ... woops......

who knows me

Cover. Piers, a purple and blue cat, has a mixed expression with their eyes closed. Rays of light shine out from a CD hole at the top center of the page. The title says "Cape Gloam Vignette #8: Memoria".

Page 1 and 2. Piers and their partner Sticks lean against each other on a dock, looking out to sea. Rays of light shine off a CD hole at the top center of the page. Piers narrates their thoughts in boxes: "Sticks writes about her dead dad in a way I can't help be jealous of." "All the memories of him passed on by her mom..." "Her poetry is electric with the grief she never got to feel." Sticks asks, "I'm getting cold, you ready to go back?" Piers replies "I'm not done yet. I'll catch up to you." Sticks turns back to wave as she leaves, "See you soon"

Page 3 & 4. Piers stands alone on the dock, basking in the shines of the disk. Behind them, the cliffside of Cape Gloam is silhouetted by a spikey glow on the horizon. Piers' thoughts continue: "And I lost so much more than her, in that storm." "My whole family." "Mom. Dad. Sister." "My crib survived it—the onslaught—alone."

page 5 & 6. The fog begins to envelope them. Prismatic rays dance around the hole at the top-center of the page. Piers looks coldly left. "But I've always felt nothing about what I lost." "I've never had anything to grieve." "It's part of me, like the hole of a CD."

🌁 CAPE GLOAM VIGNETTE #8: MEMORIA

i think some folks are xenophobic

no green heart because shay has that one

🩷❤️🧡💛🩵💙💜 :3

Dungeon Porn

thats how i feel, too... i have a large backlog of art i need to upload there

i need to get better at drawing wings. i should study wingss 📝

i finished one new sticker design. i wanna do another today/tomorrow, something buttcheeks-forward featuring my bunnysona Cupid

THIS MOVIE SAID JEFFERY EPSTEIN WAS A WOLF IN A PAST LIFE

WHEN THE SEX TRAFFICKER GUY WAS REVEALED TO BE THE THIRD SECRET HERO GUY I SCREAMED NO SO LOUD. WHY WAS THAT GUY A HERO. HE LITERALLY BOUGHT A WOMAN'S CORPSE??? BECAUSE HE THOUGHT IT WAS SEXY????? I HATED HIM SO MUCH & THEN THE MOVIE WAS LIKE "and he's my best friend Because Fate :)" KILL KILLL KILL

the way we started this movie kind of enjoying it, knowing nothing about it, and then halfway through it became violently clear that this movie hated women, was so bafflingly insane. incredibly misogynistic male fantasy slop film.

just watched Crimson Wolf (1993). best way i can summarize it is "Jeffrey Epstien and two minors (one of which is a girl who spends the majority of her screentime naked) destroy socialist china together with the power of friendship & incredible violence"

the dream is like. having ocs that are beloved enough that other ppl commission me to draw them in scenarios that they thought of.

i would need to do a regular comic about them to achieve that i think...

im not allowed to buy or play tomodachi life i need to make ART

i read poetry so sloowww i hate forcing myself to read faster. but i gotta get through my classmates' work and give good feedback !!!!