Rolling up to Pride swagged out in Star Trek finery with the purple eyeshadow and the most blatantly LGBTQIA+ clothes I can find. I'm going with the one I used last time, because a fellow gay called my fit "cunty," which is the highest honor one can get.

One beautiful thing about Star Trek: It keeps imagining humanity becoming more compassionate instead of less. That optimism still matters to me.

me: Oh, this side character will be really minor. also me: MVP MVP

Reading intense xenophilia pieces to scratch the itch in my brain and to gather more inspiration like: Why don't people write freakier shit? What do you MEAN you don't want to stick your fingers in the alien hole? You should. For science. And maybe because you're horny. Or both.

I think the barometric pressure shift today is out to annihilate me specifically.

I am going to another Pride gathering this weekend and now I am empowered with a queer shirt and a queer IDIC pin. Do I deck myself out with more Star Trek things? I have IDIC earrings and various pins.

The announcer actually said: “The English, historically, do not do well in Massachusetts” That might be the line of the World Cup⚽️✨

Do you ever think about convergent evolution and how creatures keep undergoing carcinization? Peak form. Prime, even. I am unwell about this topic. I may have a shirt that demands human carcinization. Seems logical.

Art, tbh.

Damn, I was up and ready to go home at like 5 after being out until 2. Still have that feral nocturnal energy after all.

Dehydration for maximum vein display (I'm drinking water now)

Ayyyyy got tested by a speech therapist and my voice falls so hard in the androgynous range it fucks up their system. As planned, but also as determined by genetics.

Pride today and I'm fuckin' reppin' 60's blue eyeshadow againt structured goth with a United Federation of Planets pin.

Ended up tearing through "Wretch" by Eric LaRocca. Great stuff. Grief horror rocks.

Writing extremely granular bullshit for the love of the game (because I'm primarily autistic and so is this scientist).

I don't know what it is man, but babies always stare at me hardcore. I can break even the most serious of them into smiling via my existence. I do not and never will have children, so I guess they have cat software.

Remembering the one time I drank with my friends while watching TOS and I couldn't shut up about how beautiful Uhura was. I mean, she was GORGEOUS. I would have vocalized that tipsy or sober.

Socmed Gothic: You open your feed. Your friends are online. You see their reblogs. Their reblogs are wrong. How are they wrong? You stare. You stare at your posts. Your likes are low. Your followers are banned. Your followers are bots. Is the internet dead? Are you the bot on somebody's timeline?

Methinks the integration of AI has made Microsoft Word's spellcheck a lot dumber. But of course they are allowed to make company decisions at their own 🤌 discrezioni.

Using my gross lexicon to describe the state of weather and my flesh at the moment like: adherent, oozing

I just think Spock should wear ear cuffs under the points of his ears. I think he should do it. That would fix me (and put Jim in the torment nexus, but this ain't about him).

I have no idea what is in the air today, but the anxiety and depression combo ain't it.

When you rewrite a scene and now it's even more intense in a quieter way and you're like: YESSS YESSSSSSS

My pieces are best read at the rail of a widow's walk in the evening. And, of course, dressed only in a Victorian night gown. My writing is basically "The Fall of the House of Usher" were it a style instead of a piece. So, Gothic Romance.

Benefit of writing characters with scars: I know what extremely deep ones feel like. Twice over, even. They don't act up the same because of nerve placement, but the one on my foot is SO FUCKING ITCHY today.

[ Bo Burnham voice: ] Pick the street, I'll meet you on the gayest side.

Also, on another note: I write the goofiest stuff (this is a mostly positive statement):

The unstoppable urge for all humans to backflip in low g environments

Executing my dysfunction, I said, holding a mental knife to its neck and failing to cut across.

On a totally tangentially related note: if you're curious to see anything I'm writing or down to hand me some suggestions on the piece so far, hmu! I'm not shy and like constructive feedback.

I love writing and enjoy the process very much, but I also don't enjoy the mad vacillation between this is art and this is garbage based upon the flavor of the wind that day LMAO. Get outta here emotional functions, I'm writing with my dick (i.e., my enjoyment of key subject matters and my dick).

currently:

Every time i log on to this place. I now have more newly discovered kinks than a twisted up garden hose in summer

Reasons I try not to stack my reading of novels: I just read nearly 800 pages at a rate that is frankly absurd when I'm forcing myself to slow down.

The Carnivorous Lamb continues to be an absolute fucking banger.

I wish more people had raw, disgusting lexicons they use when writing. I am waving my work around. I am waving around Spanish Gothic works. I am waving around Gothic works in general.

I wasn't sure what to expect. Seeing the whole thing didn't help much.

I have just wanted to scream at so many people about what I am writing the past few days. I just want to yell excitedly! Share! Have fun!

I didn't think I would end up including extremely niche corporate crime and smuggling in my writing, but life is full of surprises.

Giving yourself a little smut writing break is very essential to the process of writing a plot-heavy fic. Change my mind.

YIPPEE I finished another chapter. Now I can organize the parts that are mostly done already for the next few.

Shout out to soundboard overkill and playing increasingly perverse cues for guessing. Love a good game with my equally deranged buds.

Writing is a process I enjoy 90% of the time, but the other 10% is wildly demoralizing for generally no adequate or sane reason

Will I finish this story before Philons this year despite my life blowing up??? Let's find out lol

Shout out to the OG (Bones)