The second ever @clovermtg.bsky.social Deck Building Challenge is over! Wow, 44 entries and here's the top two! Huge congratulations!! This was amazing. Runner up: @lachesis.bsky.social archidekt.com/decks/217807... Winner: @violet-impulse.bsky.social moxfield.com/decks/cSs3vu...

What do you mean my name in Toki Pona is basically my actual dead name??? How did this happen?????

New heresy just dropped

Funnily enough, this line of code is also present at the start of every conversation I have in real life!

Guy on the train stands up, locks eyes with me, and starts shouting something at me. The train is all staring at him. He leaves. The train is all staring at me. I pause my music, having no idea what caused this or what he said. Happy Transgender Day of Visibility!

There is so much joy to me in writing letters. Just put pen to paper for three people who have impacted me lately and the two who I've shown them to have seemed so happy.

There's an interesting "inverse spiders georg" problem with transmisogynistic fatphobia in trans spaces where most people assume that it's just a few bad actors when in fact the hatred and disdain for fat trans women is incredibly pervasive

AI exists in its current form because a tech bro saw a guy in this shirt and realized there was an unaddressed market of guys who would wear these things if they didn't hate women too much to get married. So now these guys can just marry Google in exchange for their marketing data.

Random woman on the train spacing out staring at my tits and like. I can't blame her? I'm just unsued to it lmao

Being fat and dominant is the ultimate power trip. A being made in holy image to be worshipped.

Hey friends, I'm hoping to put out some of my writing soon but I'm at am impasse. I won't have an AO3 account for another few weeks but want to put it out sooner. Does anyone know much about publishing free writing on itch? That's where my main project will sit but for pure text, how do we feel?

Planning a party for the first time in my life and I've been informed it would be "insane" to create a network chart of everyone invited to keep track of potential conversational groupings ahead of time. I just don't want people to feel blocked out of the circles that form!!!

Girl shows up to my place, says she isn't feeling intimacy tonight. Hours later she produces a muzzle, asks me to show her my mask. I look at her from behind the mask, muzzled in front of me. Asked what I'm thinking, I tell her I'd slash her if I could. She tells me she can see a light in my eyes.

I regret to inform my loyal followers that I have sent this to my girlfriend and am now, officially, fucked

My girlfriend was SO sweet to me today and gave me the best birthday I can remember. Because of this I have entered a state best referred to as "littledom frenzy".

It's hard to even find words after finishing this. Feels like a concussion to read. A series of kicks to the head that leave throbbing vibrations, a bouquet of individual lines that feel resonant across time and distance and the people who lived them.

As with every year, I ring in the new season. I drag the sun north over the equator, setting it happily on its course. It is the equinox and I wish us all a happy period of blooming in the north and resting in the south. It is also my birthday. May this twenty eighth year be a fruitful one 💜💟

Standing behind a man at the grocery store who seems to need an explanation of how credit cards work from like... first principles. I feel like Kim Kitsuragi.

Quote from my gf: "Babe, you bought me a collar. I tell people you *own* me. I don't give a shit if you're a little bit of a backseat driver when I'm playing Slime Rancher."

So fuckin glad I've finished up my schoolwork so I can focus on my true calling: writing sad, horny tgirls

The eternal quest continues for the fabled "local kink scene that isn't just a clique of pre-established friendships". Scientists have theorized it for decades so it must be out there somewhere.

You look at my character sheet and see that I am afflicted with a status called "Angel Girl Depression". I pop a pill and it is replaced with one saying "Angel Girl Mania".

Realizing the extent to which I just have not done any thinking about men in the setting of what I'm writing. It's a story about how trans women move through the world and so every time I write a character I want her to be a trans girl.

Confidence is so cool cause it's literally entitely a performative state of being. By stating to yourself you are confident, you make it true. So why tell yourself anything else?

Waking up too sick to do bad writing (school and work), but maybe I have just enough energy to do good writing (Wasteland v0.1)

Halfway through this series and it's really good so far. Really strong descriptive capacity for the visceral nature of combat. Very compelling POV character. A small thing frothing at the mouth to destroy. A girl taught how to play wrong. She resonates with me in a great and horrid way 💜

I know I've curated a decent feed here for myself because I feel like I'm walking through the raindrops of various discourses launched in salvos against the kind of women I associate with. I've seen more posts about anti-expressionist queers than I've seen posts from that crowd and I'm lucky for it.

I'm becoming increasingly aware of the inherent problem of interactive fiction, that being that for every word that a reader sees, you have written far more words they will not. Perhaps that's why I'm a year in on this project and just getting ready for v0.1 lmao

This is a point I've found myself expressing to people new in kink over and over. You're going to find much better results going into the kink scene looking to make friends who you play with than you will going in looking for a very specific dynamic.

Cool thing about my life: getting to use creative writing to fulfill schoolwork requirements Less cool: I can't write things I actually want to until I finish writing the things I have to

As cathartically pseudo-pleasurable as it can be to conceptualize yourself as someone uniquely unendowed with a capacity to be close to people, it really is so much better to just ask for what you want and then sometimes get it.

I put so much time coding into my engine this capacity for popup-based contextual information about the setting of my story. But now I'm considering scrapping the whole system because like... this optional contextual knowledge is so meaningless to the story. Why even spend time writing it.

I need you all to understand that when I describe myself as "sacred beast", this is what I mean

Spent the morning fleshing out the intro section of my project. Really looking forward to finally getting to show a v1 to people! Also, getting to finally flip a charcter's known_chubby_chaser flag to true is one of the simple pleasures in life.

Grindr user Stevonnie (you know, the nonbinary character from Steven Universe?) wants to know if I have to be t4t

Reading this makes me feel a sense of disease in my sense of self. A disconnect between my divergent conceptions of who I am. It's painful, sure, but it's meaningful pain. Cathartic.

I don't generally consider myself an overly hubristic person, but that all changes when I'm trying to suck the past lychee jelly out of my boba

I don't use social media much so I get most of my pop culture knowledge from the video panels in the new york subway. All I've managed to learn is that homemade ravioli is out and smores-inspired deserts are in.