Brutkey

Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw

try me

head and shoulders selfie, tight black top with lots of electric bass guitars and flash symbols on it. looking seriously (and cutely) into the camera
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw

try me

(cw chocolate)

me looking at you and eating chocolate
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw

try me

me on my back in bed, a distant stare at the ceiling, wearing grey sweater, with a shark plushie as a headrest, my left hand resting on my forehead
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw

Here's some music I made. I'm pinning this and will update it if I publish more. I'll try naming the genres—but I kind of consider all of it to be nu jazz.
Cipherlove, jazz fusion pastiche
March, nu jazz
Uphill (unfinished), cinematic/orchestral
Calling the Kettle Black, nu jazz
take 4 (cover), bitpop
Newborn (cover), jazz
Improvisation, free improvisation
Gånglåt, composition etude, Swedish folk

Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw

My important trans threads!

These three were pinned individually before, but I want to pin other things too, so I'm linking them instead now.The quote that made me accept myself

“Fighting the world as your authentic self is better than fighting yourself on behalf of the world.”On trans joy as the solution
Trans people deserve to start out from a place of joy.Transitioning is an act of radical self-love
Transitioning is an act of loving yourself because it presupposes that you accept yourself and decide to let yourself blossom, and it is radical because your whole life has taught you not to do it.
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Decorative. “Transitioning is an act of radical self-love” written over a drawing of blue, white and pink flowers.
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw

try me

[eye contact]

me in a shirt in my kitchen being cute and looking at you tenderly
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw
transition selfies thread (cw: implied nudity)

July, 23 months. Time's running out on dealing with the eviction thing—but I actually manage to fix it. ✌✌️

Slowly beginning to get into better shape again, with lots of walking and healthier eating. Feeling more playful again after replacing much of the impending doom with rest. (So much rest.)

No matter how little exercise I got, I always had a very muscular build. There are pictures from my yeti couch potato days, when all I ever did was eat unhealthy food and sit at the computer, and I still look really strong. It's just the way my body is, whether on testosterone or not. It's been stressful because of the dysphoria—but this month was when HRT had finally changed me enough that I could begin appreciating it.

This is actually the first time I've been able to appreciate my own body at all, ever!

Double mirror selfie! To the right is my back, butt and legs, wearing a grey tight t-shirt and black tight shorts. To the left is my face and my upper body seen from in front of it through another mirror. Sitting on a white sheet and looking up at the camera right above my head, totally undressed, my left hand and my chin covering my chest, sticking out my tongue so that it obscures my crotch. What you actually see in this picture is thighs, left arm, face and tongue. Colourfully filtered picture of me looking down at you with an expression like I'm examining you, my hair floofed up in circular curls mirror selfie. I'm looking at my phone. I'm wearing blue pants and a yellow top with a messy blue and turquoise print.
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw
transition selfies thread

August, 2 years! I started walking for several hours per day, for both my mental and physical health.

There are so many mornings now when I wake up, put on my old worn out glasses, go to the bathroom and see a girl in the mirror. It's so joyful! Even if it's still sometimes confusing after so many years thinking that this was impossible. It clearly isn't though. 🥰🥰

selfie indoors, wearing a hoodie with a zipper selfie on a dirt road through the forest, slate grey dress and red bag mirror selfie, light grey t-shirt tucked into light blue boot cut jeans, right arm held in front of my tummy, leaning back a bit and putting more weight on my left hip, head tilted to the right with a serious expression selfie without makeup and with a visible facial hair shadow. wearing my crappy old worn out glasses. smiling!
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw
transition selfies thread (cw: implied nudity)

July, 23 months. Time's running out on dealing with the eviction thing—but I actually manage to fix it. ✌✌️

Slowly beginning to get into better shape again, with lots of walking and healthier eating. Feeling more playful again after replacing much of the impending doom with rest. (So much rest.)

No matter how little exercise I got, I always had a very muscular build. There are pictures from my yeti couch potato days, when all I ever did was eat unhealthy food and sit at the computer, and I still look really strong. It's just the way my body is, whether on testosterone or not. It's been stressful because of the dysphoria—but this month was when HRT had finally changed me enough that I could begin appreciating it.

This is actually the first time I've been able to appreciate my own body at all, ever!

Double mirror selfie! To the right is my back, butt and legs, wearing a grey tight t-shirt and black tight shorts. To the left is my face and my upper body seen from in front of it through another mirror. Sitting on a white sheet and looking up at the camera right above my head, totally undressed, my left hand and my chin covering my chest, sticking out my tongue so that it obscures my crotch. What you actually see in this picture is thighs, left arm, face and tongue. Colourfully filtered picture of me looking down at you with an expression like I'm examining you, my hair floofed up in circular curls mirror selfie. I'm looking at my phone. I'm wearing blue pants and a yellow top with a messy blue and turquoise print.
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw
transition selfies thread

June, 22 months. Had a close call and almost got evicted by the end of May, and the month that followed was pretty frustrating. Spent a lot of it in freeze mode with my mental health kind of deteriorating.

Out walking in the evening, smiling but looking a bit tired. Very well styled, sitting and holding my fingertips to my temple, smiling but with a clear frustration beneath the surface Mirror selfie in tight blir jeans and a yellow t-shirt with a blue pattern. Sweaty selfie in a yellow shirt, with orange/yellow nail polish.
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw
transition selfies thread

April: 20 months of HRT.

Continuing to improve my makeup skills. I started a new work training programme! Worked at a cafe the first week and had to stuff my hair into this little cap while wearing a workplace uniform. That was really scary, because my gender presentation now had to rely entirely on makeup, voice and the way I moved, while I simultaneously started using the women's locker room.

But I made it! The staff at this place clearly had a strategy in place to make me feel safe. I only really got misgendered by three people (out of dozens and dozens of other programmes participants) and the staff meticulously corrected them each time, sometimes even inserting themselves into conversations just to gender me correctly in front of people who didn't "get it".

This was my first experience with meeting new people after fully transitioning socially 8 months earlier. The confidence boost I got was huge! 🥰🥰

selfie in my armchair, smiling happily, hair to the side, orange and white horisontally striped top selfie in makeup with my hair pulled back and wearing no shirt. looking serious very much enjoying this scarecrow dress selfie in the women's locker room, wearing my blue jacket and a nasty little black cap with a hair net (that you can't see from here). smiling happily!
Jasmine running
@jasmine@chaosfem.tw
transition selfies thread

May, 21 months. I turned 41 years old! There was work training, but now at a car wash. And I almost reached my pre-transition weight again, which unfortunately made most of my clothes impossible to wear.

millennial selfie (taken from above with me looking up at the camera). sitting in a chair, legs held together, wearing light blue jeans and a red and white striped top another millennial selfie, of me in a burgundy t-shirt and work pants, sitting in a sofa me outside in the summer, in a green dress with a red feather pattern around the neckline mirror selfie of me in a grey t-shirt and grey compression shorts.