just finished this and figured I’d make my first tumblr post :3
"You don't have to be strong anymore, I'm here to help you"
robotgirl who asks her close friends if its okay for her to vent to them before releasing a giant burst of steam
you know it really isnt immoral, if you do it right, to raise cows and sheep for meat. so. well. i think there should be a story about, vampires who have a town of humans that they keep well-maintained, so long as the humans donate their blood once a month, like vampire blood farm stuff
but instead of antagonistic everyone's like. no he's a nice man you leave the count alone. he keeps us safe and cared for and he just needs a lil snack now and then, it dont hurt anyone. like a cow that loves the farmer and the farmer that loves the cow, even with both knowing one will end up on the other's table. because its like. its like. cows just have such pretty eyes, you know? they love you so much. i think it should be like that
literallyyyyyy
i want to be part of a vampire's herd. and i want him to pet me like a cow
It's only safe for humans to donate a full unit of blood every eight weeks (and even if they only manage to get a partial out of you, they still recommend you wait 2 months), so our hypothetical count would need to have 56 healthy, non-anemic humans in his pool, presuming he needs a full 500 mL of blood each feeding, and he needs to feed once per day.
Obviously, a vampire family will need a larger community to care for, scaling linearly with the number of adult members of the family, assuming the above blood intake.
This still lets a vampire build a healthy relationship with his herd, presuming that he has Traditional Human Dinner with his donor before feeding, or some other social bonding ritual, on a rotating basis.
official vampire post
Every trans girl deserves a coven—a circle of at least five weird, wonderful, chaotically enchanting trans women by her side at all times.
They’re the kind of girls who’ll gas you up for simply existing, send you memes when you're spiraling, help you pick out earrings that scream “divine feminine menace,” and kiss your forehead when words aren’t enough. They’ll tease you playfully when you're being dramatic, then help you fix your eyeliner mid-rant.
Because let’s be real—transitioning isn’t just about survival. It’s about building your own queer mythology. And no myth is complete without your sapphic squad of ride-or-die trans babes backing you up, casting protection spells, manifesting joy, and maybe—just maybe—falling a little in love along the way.
yoou guys wont be laughing when i suddenly collapse unconscious and have to be taken to the hospital. then youll all see <- normal thought process to have while doing anything i dont want to
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