Im Here Because Of Ur Trans Bad Kids Post I Feel Like Kristen Is Transfem (which Sort Of Doesnt Work

having ocd that involves counting and doing fibre art and having brain fog from chronic illness and also just being bad at numbers all at once takes more brain cells than I have at my disposal

fiber crafts is like oh you think you know how to count? think again. also count again.

you ever just see a super niche piece of d&d advice (idek if this is the right word for it) and feel an itch in your bones to make an entire zine that's effectively an essay talking about how much you dislike it and the ableist implications of it being enforced at tables but it's just for you because you don't share your thoughts with other human beings that'd be wild and you don't particularly feel like being told it's not actually ableist and you're just oversensitive and can't take a joke today. no just me never mind dw about it

the amount of times I've dislocated my jaw from gasping (just heds things yk) at worlds beyond number is truly unhinged. like I feel like my jaw should be owed compensation for this storytelling

just knitting a hat and openly weeping watching fearful symmetry what about it

there's something about this soft spoken but fucking angry british elf mother who doesn't think she's done anything wrong that hits me right in the trauma

You all need to hear this:

1. You probably dont suck at your craft as much as you think you do, I bet a lot of people are amazed at what you can make, and

2. If you actually are the Literal Worst In The Whole Wide World at your craft... who the fuck cares? What are they gonna do, call the police on you? Keep making your shitty little things, youre the boss of you, fuck the haters.

thinking about marya and how when you think you've lost everything you still have something. even if that something is worms you hid in the back of a chair. her silk shirts and her youth and her love for the world and for adventure. trauma is hard and bad and it strips you of everything you were and everything you think you'll ever be and it leaves you to waste. but somewhere there are worms you left in the back of a chair. and you'll wear silk shirts again. and your friends will write your story better than you ever could. and you are that person and you always will be. and some young mech-wielding bright-eyed transfem will worship the ground you walk on.

I'm like really okay and fine I swear

just thinking about how funny it would be if the wizards in mismag hadn't heard of lord of the rings but then are like "oh yeah for sure!" to billie eilish

a fun drinking game

take a shot every time I whisper *out loud* alone "this is fucked up" while watching the arc 1 finale for the chaos protocol

evan "what if I was bright green" kelmp is an autistic mood