éloïse

i think even if I was cis, i'd still at least consider taking estradiol just to experience a drastic but gradual bodily change. something about transitioning scratches an itch to transform into Something Else that doesn't feel solely rooted to gender dysphoria. waking up in the morning, day after day, noticing subtle shifts in fat distribution, face shape, ligament size, skin texture, muscle definition, it proves to me that I've always wanted to be transformed, but also that I resonate with the prospect of transforming.

if i could become God but it meant abandoning my flesh to exist as a metaphysical body, i’d probably have to pass because i love my meat #mymeat

not to rag on anyone’s monster designs, but i feel like “wrinkly naked person with no hair” is kind of beyond overplayed at this point. and predicated on the idea that wrinkles make someone unsettling. or that being bald makes someone unsettling. put some hair on that thang if you wanna make it creepy. or like, dont just make it look like regular person with slight alterations. boring doesn’t even begin to describe this design convention

it must slap to have siblings that dont hate you