Hi, I’m hemoglobin.

Tranny's 11 We're gonna rob the Bank of England "Tell me this is about the money and not revenge. Wait, actually, tell me tell me about how it's also about revenge!"

Genuinely I hope more people can go into 2026 ready to fight Not just against The Hellworld but also for your hopes and your dreams and all the good shit. Fight for your own happiness. Fight to prove you deserve a space. You deserve to be heard and to thrive. We are done Just Surviving a year.

I mean it’s not hard to beat the last couple, but idk 1945 is still in contention.

In 2026, turn all your sorries into thank yous. Instead of "Sorry for being a sinister and manipulative woman," say "Thank you for being innocent and easily corrupted according to my carnal and scarlet desires."

Real talk for a second, both of these girls thought they were so fat, and ugly that all people that would ever want them for was a Last Call Last Resort. The complete absence of self esteem, and self respect is like a speedball—Fucks you up *bad*, and always leaves you wanting more.

To say all of them would be reductive. There are a few bisexual disasters in the mix as well. In my current project though, both pov characters (Second Lieutenant Deveraux, and Major Kettering) are big old transbians.

I'm mutuals with so many fantastic artists, writers, comic creators, and musicians and funny fucking people and i want to say i love you all and i am so proud of what you've done and will do. the best is yet to come for all of us

I am letting go of my fave Edwardian evening bag. Gone are the days when I could go out with nothing more than a lipstick, a compact, and a prayer. It’s a lovely little thing though, mesh, no broken links, and everything is right and tight. DM if you’re interested, I’ll drop you the eBay listing.

Happy New Year! Year of the cyber-horsegirl - I feel like racing horses are pretty well represented these days, so I tried to base her design more on draft horses #happynewyear #horse #cyborg #cyberpunk

When the shipping update email is good news

nonbinary writer of smut and romance inspired by TTRPG experiences, mostly on ao3 but i have self published my longest story on b&n :) touchstarved paladin x vampire fun stuff archiveofourown.org/users/peachf... www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-touch-... www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-warmth...

Trans femme author of queer genre fiction here. From cyberpunk to supernatural slice of life. Plus fantasy crime and vampire bees. foxenlock.itch.io

On reflection, my tone poem about ‘The Eye of the World’ was an absolute banger of first piece, especially since I had no idea how to compose for a quartet when I wrote it. I just wanted the viola to take pride of place bc it is a sexy instrument and I’ll fight anyone who says otherwise.

I wrote this a few years back. The piano theme is a variation on a Satie piece, and I could never figure out how to transcribe the violin’s transition from pizz to arco (it’s meant to be a weird slow gliss that crescendoes from pp to mp) but I stand by the melody 100%. musescore.com/user/3610729...

I so cherished the idea of having black hair in my twenties, but it’s absolutely not the jam. I was cute af though.

Catching my mom up on 6 years of hair debacles that she missed, and she is laughing herself sick. I haven’t even gotten to the drunk trans pride balayage I did for pride in ‘17.

"can't two girls just be friends" are you implying that two girls can't kiss a little and fuck nasty a lot and still be friends?

I have an absolutely sterling driving record. No accidents, no tickets, no parking tickets even, but I have 1 written warning for speeding a decade and a half ago, and didn’t own a car for a long ass time, so I’m uninsurable?

The lowest quote I’ve gotten on a cut and color has been over $200, and that was from someone I’m not sure I trust w/ my hair. 💀💀💀 Like as someone that has trained in the industry I absolutely get it. My hair brushes the top of my butt. It is gonna be time consuming af to work on—

I’m down two sizes since July and I’m so fucking proud of myself.

Let’s play spot the Sydney Cat. Also, please ignore my unmade bed—I swear I’m not feral.

Class dynamics have such underutilized kink potential.

I still have trouble believing that ‘Learn the languages of the cetaceans, promote cross-species solidarity, then trigger nuclear war to summon the space comrades to aid us in the revolution’ Was ever a political position that people got behind, but I am kinda glad it is.

I’m going to be 34/10 in a few weeks, and for the first time since is was 26 I’m honestly so fucking happy to be here. The grey hair, and the health problems, and the shit heads that wanna piss upon me from a very great height notwithstanding, it’s been a hell of a life thus far.

Whelp, I got reminded that my meds make my ability to process booze basically non-existent last night. I had one whisky sour and I was cooked, the upside however seems to be that since I no longer have to down a fuckload of bourbon to get drunk I can get through cocktail night without a hangover.

You know what would actually help struggling artists? Universal healthcare and universal basic income

This is next level party planning.

Any of you all remember Medabots? Like there are wiki entries on it so I know it was a thing that existed, but it felt like such a fucking fever dream of a property.

As we enter the New Year remember fear of making bad art is holding you back. Fear of people not liking your work is holding you back. Rejection is holding you back You'll make bad art, you'll have people not like your work, and you'll be rejected. Moving past it is half the job of being a creative

Some days I can do so much that I forget I have the weird nerve shit, and then some days I wake up and my partner patting my back feels like a damn hammer blow. The meat is weak.

Me: *casually writing the pay-off of this short one-handed* Tom: “Hey babe, I can’t get the weird plastic thing out of the turkey.” 🙄🙄🙄

Just gonna drop this free pattern for sewing your own chest binder right here. For no reason at all. www.patternschool.online/tnb-chest-bi...

Alrighty-roo fuckers! Some of you are new around around here, so here’s the basics: -June -She/Her or Get/Kni/fed -Author/Composer/Comedienne -An-Com Cunt -Mechaqueer -Neurofucked -Crippled -Chronically Ill -Nug Snob -Witch -Southwestern Mean -Always horny on main -It was probably just a bit

Making bottom surgery decisions in 1348 like “Ugh, I don’t know, I just don’t want it to look too much like Jesus’s side-gina.”

Treize Khushrenada showing up to give a rose to each and every transfemme soldier in Oz the MOMENT their name/pronoun change paperwork hits his desk. “There is no gender on the battleground, dear lady. I hope I can still count on your strength as a brave warrior of Oz.”

It’s just a biological reality.

What's the coolest character moment in Battletech history so far?

Do not insult Castlevania in front of me I will launch into a 3 hour lecture about why you're wrong

Pictured: Me finding out my mother has known about my thirsty/bawdy/spicy ass stage persona for nearly a decade.

Fuck yeah, I convinced my dad to let me sell some of his model kit horde!

Queen 1: “Where are you from?” Me: “Oh, a little bit of everywhere.” Queen 2: “Ah, so you’ve got warrants.”

Quote this with what you have accomplished in 2025, no matter how small 💣 Published some work 💣 Came out of a ~7 year depression 💣 Reconnected with several old friends 💣 Started to rejoin the community 💣 Remembered that I’m both hot and funny 💣 Started rebuilding my fiction/ttrpg settings

This is Alester Crowley. He has to wear the harness on the bed because he (much like his namesake) is a piss wizard.

One of the great things about magic is that sometimes, even when you feel like you’ve abandoned your practice for years, your patron goddess starts shoving her symbolism into EVERYTHING in your life until you stop being a dumb bitch and return to the fold.

I know it makes me petty, but my ex getting rid of my leathers, boots, and my shine kit is forever gonna piss me off.

Oh yeah, your girl won Christmas this year. I got my mom the absolute perfect gift, which was of course telling her that I was wrong about something which she was 100% right about, and that her advice on the subject saved my relationships, my work, and my life.