Nipples poking through sheer tank top oughta be a controlled substance

Joining the war on drugs on the side of nipples poking through sheer tank top

The hidden cost of yuri.

What you see: Two girls on an aquarium date

What you don't see: Like $60 per person

the nature of the world is such that every few weeks someone has to post a screenshot of one of my posts on Reddit so that everyone in the comments can wax poetic about how the rise of fascism is actually a direct result of me being a bitch to men

You ever see something innocuous, minding its own business on the clearance shelf at Michael’s and before you know it, it takes over your life for a few weeks?

So it was with this desktop greenhouse.

I took it home and after taking an appropriate time to “season” my idea in my mind (read: a month or two) I set to make my vision of a mini botanical garden a reality.

I started by removing the heavy glass panels and building a raised floor above the latch. I wanted to use the base as a foundation on the building.

I wrapped the foundation in plastic stone textured flooring (meant for Christmas villages) and built a pond at one end of the same. I then gave it a more realistic paint job and designed a rough layout for my plants and displays.

I also knew I wanted to make the ironwork significantly more intricate, but I wasn’t sure how just yet…

Up next - PLANTS! I went wild making all kinds of plants. Some were specific species and some were more conceptual.

I made several trees with polymer clay and moss, cacti out of beads and flocking, cattails out of raffia, hot glue and coffee grounds, and giant monstera leaves out of paper and wire.

This part should have taken me a long time, but it really came together fast. I loved finding ways to replicate natural shapes and patterns using bits of this and that.

I did make adjustments to my plans as I went like eliminating benches in favor of a simpler overall design.

Then I needed to fill my pond with water. For this I used resin. Lily pads were added to the top layer, and I wired in simple LED fairy lights. The batteries are kept in the box under the foundation.

In a weekend frenzy I added more plants, metal (paper) steps, new (plexi)glass windows, a roof, wrought-iron vines (paper again), doors that open, and a hose reel disguising the latch. Suddenly, a project I thought would take months was finished…

I love my desktop botanical garden. Right now it sits on a simple lazy Susan in my office. But I’d love to get it a proper display box to protect from dust.

Thank you for coming on this little journey with me. This piece packs a lot of joy into a tiny space. I always love building miniatures, and I’ll be doing more in the future I’m sure.

porcelain doll

too scary

My first egg cracked in 2016. I came out as agender. changed my name to Andi and my pronouns to they/them, started wearing dresses/skirts/crop tops, and dyed my hair all sorts of funky colors. I was starting to be happier with myself in a way I'd never really been as a boy. No one. Not one single person, in real life or on the internet, ever made it seem like being a woman was an option for me. Everything pointed in the opposite direction.

I watched the election cycle that year with dread. I watched the vote totals come in at bar with some friends after my teaching gig for the night was over. We drank in silence and in misery. I cried in my truck on the way home, knowing that life was just going to get harder for people like me. I still couldn't call myself transgender. I didn't think that word was for me.

I read Tranny by Laura Jane Grace. I really identified with parts of it, but her story as a punk rocker and an addict was so dissimilar to mine that I didn't think I could be a woman, didn't think I would ever be allowed to call myself that.

I drank and smoked myself almost to the point of death over the next two years. I was working nearly 100hrs a week between bartending and teaching, and was semi-regularly driving the few blocks home from the bar slightly drunk. Not intentionally, but y'know. If something happened and my life ended? No big deal. Every relationship in my life crumbled around me. It wasn't until I hit rock FUCKING bottom that I thought to myself "what if I'm a woman?"

If anyone had told me, even once, that maybe I was a trans woman. Maybe estrogen could help. Maybe transition might make me happier. Maybe I wouldn't have been driving a 2005 F-150 with almost 200k miles on it 90mph an hour and a half to sleep with a girl who hadn't loved me in years. Maybe I wouldn't have buried myself in half a bottle of whiskey every night after work. Maybe I would've never started smoking. Maybe I'd still have any of the friends I made before the pandemic. Maybe I Wouldn't Have Been So Fucking Miserable.

So yeah. Forcefem today. Forcefem tomorrow. Forcefem every day forever until not a single girl has to go through what I did, or worse.

hey everyone. i'm still injured and have been out of work on workman's comp since november - it helps but i'm not quite making ends meet. some bills landed wrong this week & long story short i'm below what i need for my rent check to clear. i could use some help if anyone can spare anything

@orbis3 on vmo

$0/200

i love you all so

$45/200

holy shit 😭 some of you are so generous. thank you

$155/200

thinking about this screenshot from Columbo that makes it look like a 90s point-and-click adventure game

I'm putting together a team

My brain wouldn't shut up until I made this.

Technically Goncharov is a Christmas movie

Folks we've been over this, the inescapable hold that the mafia has on every character is part of what makes it a metaphor for capitalism in the film.

Goncharov is a *labor day* movie.

I hope this is true.

"forcefem feels like woke sissification to me" okay what, do you think you uncovered some big secret? forcefem as performed by transfems is the reclamation of sissification-related kinks by and for transfems, ie the demographic being fetishized in the first place. that's how this sort of reclamation in the kink context works, taking fetishistic sexualization and reclaiming it with us in control of the narrative rather than our oppressors who fetishize us. you didn't bring to light some special secret about the transfem cult, we've actually been talking about this the whole time if you cared to listen to anything we said.

Are. People actually saying that?

Forcefem has been around forever, it has a lot of distinct differences from sissy kink but they both operate under the same idea. Being a girl is a bad thing to be and you are humiliated by being made to be a girl.

And, as I've ranted for years at this point, transfems are taking that and applying positivity and acceptance to it. Our forcefem is that being a girl is good, it will improve your life, a removal of the "you're a pathetic failed man" and instead it's "isn't it so much better being a girl?" But these people don't acknowledge it, cuz they hate women and they specifically hate transfems.

riding her dick cowgirl style while shaking my head to show i disagree with the settler-colonial and falsely idealized nature of frontier era north america

oh my god bruh insurance bugs!!!!!!