A while back, I started the process to get my name changed proper.

My sister-in-law is a notary, and while she couldn't handle it for me due to conflict of interest, she did the preliminary research and drafted the contract to save me some time and money down the line. Given the extent to which I wanted to change my name (changing every one of my four given names, and adding another), she saw it necessary to consult with the registrar and check if it was permitted.

The people she spoke to literally had to research prior case law to answer her questions. When she told me this, I said, "so you're saying I'm too transgender for the law," which she didn't disagree with. She later even confirmed that I am likely the first person in my country to do this.

After sharing the story on Bluesky, my friend Melody made a really fun suggestion that led to this piece. It was fun combining me with Chili to achieve this look, especially given how I've been channeling this energy as of late.

Fun fact, you can now also BUY this design on clothing, stickers, and more!

As thanks for giving me the idea, I included Melody in the background of an alternate version, reacting accordingly.

As of today, I've been on HRT for 1 whole year.

It's been quite the trip, to say the least, but even so, I can't wait to see what's in store for me in this next one.

A while back I was watching a video essay about how commonly Women's curiosity gets punished in old fables and legends, and while contemplating Eve's temptation, I realized something about myself too.

About a week later, I decided to stream myself making this comic that it inspired, and got it done over the span of about 5 hours. I'm extremely proud of how it turned out, especially given that the moment I put the very first line down on the canvas, my confidence in the idea abruptly evaporated.

On the one hand I'd very much like to gush about its significance to me and why I'm so pleased with the sheer amount of subversion (and frankly, mild blasphemy) I got done with basically appropriating this story for my own purposes; on the other, I'd very much like to see how many folks will manage to prise the two stories - the personal and the religious - apart, and figure out the parallels between them.

Mind you, none of that should distract from the fact that it's also just really fucking hot.

I figured that posting it now would make for a good way to commemorate the day. I really hope you like it.

Her body lay there, spread-eagled in front of me. I sat close by. Restless. Excited. Uneasy. Desperate, almost. My hand rested upon her knee, offering gentle, reassuring touches as she wavered between tension and relief. The rod nestled tightly in her folds, between her thighs, contrastingly stiff and unyielding to the rest of her as her breaths made her body oscillate like gentle ocean waves.

She got comfortable after a few prolonged minutes of quiet struggle, and as the tension in her body waned, so did mine. I'd spent that time accumulating the impetus I needed to muster the courage and force the question out of my system. My heartbeat was louder than her, but I understood her regardless. My legs quivered their way upright, lifting me off from the foot of the couch. I shed my clothes urgently, and found a comfortable spot to kneel down beside her.

My hands wandered tentatively. Her voice reacted to my touch like static built up between our bodies while I watched her dilating so impatiently. From one moment to the next, feeling my way further down her breasts and belly, I soon found my digits nestled against her mons and gently massaging onto her clitoris. She let out the softest little moan, and I felt compelled to kiss her.

She turned to face me and our breath mingled as we held ourselves so close to one another.

I kissed her again, then once more. She gasped, and my fingers listened.

A tender moment between lovers just found, which I later felt compelled to commit to canvas because of how significant it was to the two of us.

We've been through a lot since then, and I wasn't sure I'd ever get to share this with you all in light of that. But today, Garnet asked me to upload it to commemorate one year since she'd gotten Gender Affirming Surgery done, and I couldn't be happier to oblige.

I love you, Garnet.