Heya! I'm Felix. He/Him or They/Them pronouns.

Sexuality: Demisexual Panromantic

Virgo, B-Day Sept 22

Solitary green witch(No I don't worship Satan, as a matter of fact, I don't believe in Satan. I garden, drink tea, meditate and pet cats.)

Likes: Cats, (ALL cats. Every cat in the world. Big cat? Small cat? Domestic cat? Feral cat? Kitten? Senior? Tiger? Lion? Hairless? ALL OF THEM.), napping in the sun, warm rocks, big forests, big trees, moss, flowers, nature, seasonings, small birds, gem/crystals, collecting random things I find, playing with shiny things, wind chimes, head pats, back scratches, belly rubs, massages, platonic snuggling, meditation, blanket piles, warm towels, shrimp, lobster, crab, clams, witchy/hippy fashion, beads, jewelry and tea.

Dislikes: Depression, family gatherings, mint, lemonade, Vanity Fair, clashing patterns, people talking shit about my tea, people being mean to cats, people being mean to other trans people(disrespect me all you want, but if you hurt anyone else I'mma cut a bitch.), sudden noises and dead silence.





-Fun(ish) Facts!-

I went to church until I was 14, I am now a solitary green witch.

I have yet to meet a cat that doesn't like me(Even feral cats, strays, angry cats, I just stick my face in their bellies, cradle them and they just turn to a fuzzy purring blob of mush.)

My favorite drink is french vanilla tea with white chocolate raspberry creamer, sugar and caramel flavoring. (It's even more sweet than it sounds, I have a high tolerance for sugar.)

My favorite food is lobster

My parents may have kept a roof over my head, kept me fed, clean and clothed, but did nothing for me emotionally. I was raised by our cat, who I called mom. She died August 5th, she was only 11 and she was my everything.

I'm a trans male, but I still love dresses, shirts, baggy light clothes and light warm colors. (and no, that doesn't make me not trans. I'm a guy. cis guys can wear dresses, trans guys can wear dresses, non-binary people can wear dresses, it doesn't matter, it's fabric and no-one cares.)

Went on a little get-away with my sister, sat in the shallows and meditated, there was a fish and he let me pet him.