New insult based on an unfortunately lived experience: “you look like someone who watches TikToks in public bathrooms at full volume”

every time

Men be normal challenge: impossible

Oh that’s a big yikes!

*record scratches* wait what do you mean this was 10 years ago-

grown ass 39 year old man beefing with a 22-year-old lmaoooooo

no I just had a memory surface of a coworker blocking me on Facebook because I mentioned him being distracted by [something] for a moment and not answering the reception line to our supervisor (not in a condemning way, something unrelated happened and we needed a chronology of the workplace iirc)

this one would be a list of all my characters’ heights because I was just gobsmacked by the realization that Mishaela and Celosia are both 164cm/5’4”

Me feeling the pull to create yet another spreadsheet for no other purpose than just ‘cause I like spreadsheets

Why yes, I am in the Pokopia trenches lately

you ever have to defend something you ultimately think is like a 6/10 because some people are just fucking stupid and bad at making criticism

The planet Jupiter with its cloud bands seen in shades of pink, rusty red, blue, and purple. The Great Red Spot is a deep navy blue, surrounded by bands and swirls of pink, and light blue.

Hubble's ultraviolet view of Jupiter shows the planet in hues of pink and blue.

jupiter wishes you a very happy trans day of visibility 🏳️‍⚧️

Congrats!

Two books next to each other. One is pink and one is a dark blue. The book title is magnifiqueNOIR.

A transgender magical girl in a pink, blue, and white outfit and a pink background.

In honor of Trans Visibility Day here’s your annual reminder of the existence of Prism Pink, my transgender seamstress turned magical girl in my book series magnifiqueNOIR (art by @princessjem4.bsky.social both the pic and the book covers) 🥰

I have a completely different bone structure so I’ll never look like her but I think it’s nice to uplift the homies every now and then

One of my sisters has body image issues despite having almost the exact type of body I wish I had so I make sure to occasionally comment on her social media pics some iteration of “damn girl that body tea”

anyone else feel like they have the perfect storm of medical issues that prevents you from ever feeling better or is this a unique experience for once

I may not be plus size forever. I may in fact stay this size forever. But I will always be frilly and cute, regardless

lolita fashion really does make me feel so much better about my newly plus size body idk. I feel awful and dysmorphic in form fitting clothes but put on a petticoat and I’m just a cutie girl

your god gave me PCOS because he knew I’d be too strong otherwise

now I can’t remember what cursed project had the characters constantly eating fettuccine alfredo

-Indonesian (this one is wild to me)
-Mexican (also understandable but slightly more annoyed at it for Reasons)
-Brazilian (yet again understandable)

Ranking backgrounds people have guessed for my nonblack parent:
-Dominican (understandable)
-Native (technically not wrong but not on a scale where it matters)
-generic White American (why would you say that about me)
-Irish (I think it’s the last name being of Celtic origin)

I will say that guesses of what “some other thing” is are always entertaining lmao

Nonblack people will always see me as black, only a few will clock the “and some other thing” but with black people me being mixed is always one of the defaults. It’s really interesting.

Sometimes I’ll be talking to other black people and I’ll say something along the lines of “as an obviously black woman, I” and be met with confused looks

learned recently that many other black people classify me as “ambiguously brown”

it’s the hair straightening isn’t it

Because who decided I was a good author? Me? Wow how presumptuous is that, right, clearly my ego is giant and off-putting

Always have been, really. I don’t even need to be the type of person who always toots their own horn and talks about how great they are. I just want to be able to call myself a good author without feeling disgusting.

Wading through the waters of childhood trauma so I can learn how to say nice things about myself but in order to do that I have to learn the difference between giving myself credit where it’s due, and being up my own ass, because right now they’re functionally the same thing to me

this thought brought to you by this specific part of Girl’s Not Grey