I Made My Own Pan-Scan!

oh my god i tried it and i picked up Leviathan and what did i get? “Glad you could join us, Mr. Sharp.” the best part is, the character in question is actually a girl pretending to be a boy to be in the military. i’m a trans woman. “Glad you could join us, Mr. Sharp.” HOW DOES THAT WORK SO WELL DIWKEBFFISOWNSBFUFOS

Why did I pick Alexander Hamilton as my topic for the research paper? Why did I do this to myself?

One fell, and the other rose. They were both going to be in the same place. The angel saw a plane fly past, and the demon felt herself fly out of a lake. They both hit the ground at the same time. The angel stood, and the demon landed on her feet. —————————————

I had an idea for a story, here’s the rough draft

The angel fell. She stared up at Heaven and wept. She wept, and saw her tears streaming out above her. She reached out a hand toward the sky, but there was nothing she could do. All the angel could do was stare and weep. She felt something then. She felt the feathers being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her halo shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She whispered something. She whispered “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that I have been cast out of Heaven?” The angel felt her wings begin to change and become leathery. She said no. She felt horns begin to push out from her skull and she said no. The angel felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her halo. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings break, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The angel’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt the feathers grow back, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The angel felt the pieces of her halo pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled. The demon rose. She stared down at Hell and raged. She raged, and saw her tears streaming down into the abyss. She scrabbled for something to pull her toward the depths, but there was nothing she could do. All the demon could do was stare and rage. She felt something then. She felt the skin being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her horns shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She screamed something. She screamed “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that not even Hell itself will have me?” The demon felt her wings begin to tear from her back. She said no. She felt her red eyes begin to fade into blindness and she said no. The demon felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her horns. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings snap at the joints, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The demon’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt feathers grow, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The demon felt the pieces of her horns pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled.

what about short guys

Short girls reblog if you agree

but did Jesus care about lgbtq+ peeps? just wanna get perspectives, and also i like drama 🙃

Point blank period

Tip for straight people: If someone comes out as not straight or not cisgender, don’t say anything like ‘Why didn’t you tell me sooner?’ or ‘Why did you wait to tell me?’ or something like that. It makes the other person feel horrible. If the person is super casual about it, then maybe something like ‘Wait, what?’ or ‘Really? Good for you,’ but never say anything that might be taken in a negative way if the person who came out seems stressed or nervous or give the impression of ‘it's okay if you hate me.’ They are probably dying inside because they don’t know how you’ll react. Take it from me, this is basically exactly what happened to me. I just want to make it easier for anyone who is going to come out, and this not meant to be a post about ‘wooo i’m mad at straight people because I had one bad coming out experience.’ It is supposed to be a ‘hey keep this in mind so you don’t possibly ruin a friendship.’

UPDATE: Wrong pronouns for anxiety friend, they did research and found out they’re nb. I’m out to dwarf friend as well now. I came out to her using an AMAZING character secret reveal during a game of D&D to set it up, and it went great thanks to the incredible DMing of anxiety friend. Anxiety friend will henceforth be referred to as Any (short for Anonymous) and dwarf friend will be referred to as Barrel (in-joke). Barrel and I put together both an amazing outfit for me to wear to the school dance and a way for me to delay coming out to my parent until after said school dance. Unfortunately, this dance is not until later in the school year. That’s it for now!

I just realized it’s been a while, here’s an update on my existence:

- i’m a girl, and i’m not out as one - school’s back, so that’s a thing - made two friends - one is a lesbian with a self-proclaimed resemblance to the dwarves of d&d - the other has anxiety and is a boi - only problem is, he wasn’t born a boi and has religious parents - he’s the only person i’m out to as a girl atm - also my crush, a cis football boi, is an idiot but somehow that makes him cuter I DONT KNOW EITHER

Fun Fact: if someone is in the closet, hearing homophobic things makes them die inside a little

Fun fact: ‘forgive me father’ and ‘forgive me daddy’ mean the exact same thing? but sounds like a prayer and the other sounds weird. This post was inspired by my old Discord friends