Welcome to the bog, fiends ₊˚⊹⋆·. ݁ 𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑₊
My name is Toast, but I also answer to Justan. I'm one of those he/him transgenders and if there's one thing about me it's
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♡ I love all sorts of bl: my favorite one is Kinnporsche and it has been for a while
ᝰ I'm super passionate about playing my alto sax David; I love him very much
♪ big fan of music in general but my favorite genre is 90's rock and my favorite bands are Nirvana, Weezer, the Cranberries, Sebadoh, and Pavement + plus not bands but I love Jonathan Coulton and David Bowie's music sm (the latter of course is my saxophone's namesake)
☀︎ I mess with soulsborne games, especially ds1, ds3, and bloodborne even though I'm not good at any of them
𓅓 I'm learning German currently aber I only know ein bisschen iykwim but I'd love to have someone to talk to in German and appropriate messages from anyone are always welcome
𓂃✍︎ I love reading and writing and I pretty much exclusively write filthy filthy nasty dirty homoerotic fanfiction for my otps Vegaspete from Kinnporsche and Narumitsu from Ace Attorney (my ao3 is Toasty_boy)
All people except bigots of any kind are welcome to interact . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁₊˚⊹
reblog if people r allowed to send u asks as if theyre ur friend. wanna tell me how ur day went? do it!!! ask me for advice? sure! ask a personal question? go right on ahead!
editing is just you vs. past-you in a duel of questionable comma placement and emotional instability
It's okay to grieve for someone you hated, even if you're glad they're gone. It's okay to miss someone you hoped would leave your life for good when they're finally gone forever. It's okay to miss those good moments, especially if they're so small in a sea of so many bad memories. And, hey, it's okay if you're grieving for someone that they never got to become it's okay it's okay trust me it's okay
Then it's right back to chimney-sweeping 🥀
i don’t outline i just emotionally manifest the story like a Victorian child labourer on their five minute chimney-sweeping break
me impatiently to the little french cat boiling me in a stew: chat am I cooked
Zoo Wee Mama
I wish my insurance covered this... One could even say I'm yearni—
getting my yearning surgically removed tomorrow
From what I've seen on tumblr, queer longing and queer belonging are two sides of the same coin and some people just flip it a lot more than others and sometimes it's a weighted coin so it's not a 50/50 chance that it's gonna land on either one but of course sometimes the coin lands right in the middle does that make sense??
What if he's afraid of the dark. What then
i looooove being alone at home until it gets dark and I realize I forgot to leave any of the lights on down stairs . like what if there’s a guy down there.
how it feels to stop tossing and turning and get up to piss
What is there in life but to yearn? I love to read and write; you can find me on ao3 as Toasty_boy
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