i did hesitate to post these at first

Why I Stopped Posting Pictures of my Top Surgery Results

On December 14th 2015, after many years of waiting, I had top surgery. Like many people in the years leading up to my surgery I scoured the internet for photos for people who had had surgery with my surgeon. Being in Canada and mostly only operating in one province I wasn’t surprised to not find a whole lot. 

I also looked for results from other people of colour, other South Asian people, and people with body types similar to mine. Unfortunately, I didn’t find much. I found that the spaces dedicated to surgery results weremainly dominated by white, slim, and muscular folks. 

I was frustrated because I knew that that my results would look drastically different than theirs. Despite my best efforts I found myself feeling frustrated with other POC. I knew that slim, muscular white people would be celebrated and get more traction than POC but there was so little out there. I didn’t need the posts or Youtube videos to be popular I just needed them to exist. I thought I understood why those results weren’t as out there, and partially I did, but now I really get it. 

When I first saw my post-op chest eight days after surgery I was elated. My partner took a couple pictures of that moment and I happily posted them on the internet (even if I felt a little self-conscious). In the days and weeks following my reveal I kept posting updated pictures though I was more and more hesitant to do so each time. Every time I did I got negative feedback about my results, weight,and body shape; reblogs, messages from anonymous people on Tumblr, and comments on Facebook posts (almost exclusively from other trans folks) left me feeling shitty about my body and results. 

Before those comments I felt good about my results and while I had issues with my hips and stomach and lack of muscles I was working to feel better about myself and my body.  So I stopped posting about my results. When one type of body is the only type celebrated in a community anyone who looks different is going to feel excluded and self-conscious - when they are then met with negative comments it’s no wonder they stop posting. It’s not a coincidence that it is hard to find top surgery results from non-thin, muscular, white people.

Does posting these pictures mean that I am over my body image problems: hell no. In fact, I have been feeling pretty self-conscious for the last little while (thanks grad school for meaning I’m too busy and poor to work out or always eat right) but I want to share my results. While I know that I’m not plus sized and don’t really consider myself fat (and benefit in society because of that) I’m also don’t super thin or cut. I want other people who look like me to know that there are other people like them in this community. I want to fight the dominance of white people in these spaces by being present. 

I know that I’m opening myself up to those comments again but I hope that people reading this will realize this it is not okay to make negative comments about others people bodies - even when those people aren’t super thin, muscular and white. 

Leave Me Breathless

Originally posted by kevinkeller

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request: “68 & 73 with Zach Dempsey?? If just one number than just 68 :,) <3.”


68. “Your girlfriend would hate me even more.”
73. “Where did you get that hickey?”

Word count: 1.695

Posted: 09th of May 2017

A/N: This is the first request that I got for my personal prompt list and I must say that I had fun on writing this. These prompts helped me to write these requests faster. In fact, I already have another two drafts from my prompt requests. I am so excited to write them all and there are still some numbers left, so don’t hesitate to request. Thank you for this request and for the others that I received.

P.S.: I am not accepting part 2 requests as I have more than 50 prompts to write. I am so sorry.

- G. x

Link: Prompt list

Warning: slightly swearing, betraying

“Hey (Y/N)!” Your best friend Zach softly greeted you as he entered the school library. He put his backpack on the large desk in front of him and took the seat beside you.

“Wow, Zachary Dempsey in the library!” You mocked while you were poking him with your pen. “Tell me, you need to meet your girlfriend here, right?”

“Uhm,” He scratched his head with a wide I’m-in-a-trouble smile. “yup.”

“I noticed.” You smiled at him, but quickly looked away as you continued writing for your Science test for the next hour.

“Did you skip History class to study?” He asked, even though he was just stating the obvious. Zach knew your timetable, although the only class you had together was Peer Communications.

“I thought it was already obvious.” You flashed him your judging face and he rolled his eyes in response. You giggled softly and Zach just huffed.

You’ve always liked Zach, but you never had the guts to tell him the truth. You were so insecure of yourself and you were afraid that he would never love you back. In fact, it broke your heart when he announced you that he started to date Meghan, one of the cheerleaders at Liberty High.

You were thankful though, because your relationship with Zach didn’t change, not even a tittle, or maybe some little things changed.

You’ve always had that more than best friends but less than lovers relationship with Zach and you were both okay with that. In fact, it never bothered you to kiss him during one of your friends’ house parties. Sometimes he would even tell you some sexual jokes, but you never pushed further than a passionate and deep French kiss. Of course, this thing has changed, because he was already dating someone and it wasn’t the right thing to cheat on his girlfriend.

“Hey, are you okay?” Zach called for your attention by waving his hand in front of you and you harshly shook your head to forget your thoughts about your best friend. You felt your cheeks burning at the thought of kissing Zach and you knew that he noticed your bright red face.

“Oh, yup.” You flashed him a sweet smile, but then you decided to stand up and head to the shelves, where Science books were located, to hide your blushing cheeks. You looked for a book that might be handy during your test and you freely released your tensed sensation.

You looked for some books while you wished that Zach didn’t follow you so you could calm yourself down.

“What the fuck!?” You loudly exclaimed as you held your chest for the shock. You saw Zach standing behind the shelves, leaning on the candid and cold wall of the library as he observed you.

“Shush!” You heard someone shouting from afar and you assumed that it was the old librarian, who sat on her computer desk near the entrance of the library.

“Sorry.” You and Zach said in unison and you slapped him using a thick textbook that you had in your hand.

“I didn’t mean to, sorry.” Zach whispered and you rolled your eyes as you stopped hitting him with the book.

“Fine.” You softly said and you decided to walk back to your place, but Zach stopped you as he held your forearm firmly. “What?”

“I miss you.” He sincerely said as you looked at your forearm, wrapped with Zach’s big hand. You knew what he meant and you obviously felt the same.

“Zach,” You pulled your forearm back and his hand fell in his side. You put the book back to the shelf as you tried to clear things with Zach. “you know that we can’t do those things, anymore.”

“I know, but I miss your lips. I miss your kisses.” He sadly confessed. He didn’t want to be a treacherous boyfriend, but the feeling was stronger than he was. He missed you a lot and the weight he had in his chest surely didn’t help him to forget your kisses. “I miss you, (Y/N).”

“Zach, I don’t want to betray people.” You looked at him and you read what his brown eyes tried to tell you. He was surely sad and he had this feeling that he was about to lose you because of the presence of his actual girlfriend. “She doesn’t deserve this.”

“I know, no one deserves this,” He unleashed a long deep sigh and he pulled you closer to him. “but I love you, (Y/N). I love you and not Meg.”

“Zach, this is so wrong. I love you too, but this is about lacking respect for someone.” You insisted, but Zach didn’t listen to you. You confessed your feelings and you were shocked for what he has just said to you, but that wasn’t the most important thing during that moment. You were about to betray someone and you couldn’t stand that feeling.

You were about to open your mouth to say something else, to start a debate between you and Zach but you suddenly felt his soft red lips on yours.

You were shocked at first, but you could never lie to yourself. You missed Zach’s kisses too and you longed for his lips every time you would see him with his girlfriend. You would always wish that he was your boyfriend.

The kiss became passionate when you responded back to his movements. He gently pushed you against the wall, behind some book shelves so people wouldn’t have the chance to see you. He held your hips tightly and you wrapped your arms around his neck, slightly tiptoeing because of your height difference.

The kiss wasn’t just a normal kiss. It was one of those breathtaking kisses, those kisses that could leave you breathless.

“Zach!” You shouted whispering as you broke the kiss. The reality sank in your mind and you felt disgusting, realizing what you were doing. You slowly unwrapped your arms from his neck as you panted for the deep kiss that you just had. “Your girlfriend would hate me even more.

“She will never know, (Y/N).” He leant in once again and he started to kiss your forehead, your temples, your cheeks and he went down to kiss your neck. He left some wet kisses on it and you wanted him to stop, but something suddenly took your voice away. Instead of barricading him, you pushed him closer to your neck and pulled his soft black hair.

You let him do what he had in his mind and you encouraged him to keep on doing it as you felt him sucking your neck hardly. You slightly let out a soft moan, it was so soft that only Zach could hear it.

It felt great, breathless just like the kiss before, but it was a little bit pungent and painful too. He bit your neck and continued marking your neck as if it was his own territory.

“Zach?” Your eyes shot open as you heard Meghan’s voice and you slightly pushed Zach away. The tranquil paradise that you were imagining has been changed by the loud and deafening shouts of hell.

Zach rolled his eyes and huffed against your skin. His hot breath sent shivers down your spine and you smiled at him. He caressed the love bite that he has just left and he smirked at you.

“Idiot.” You shook your head and you tiptoed to give him a quick peck on his lips. He was shocked, but then smiled at you. You liked what you did, although you felt horrible. You really felt horrible.

“Naughty.” He whispered and you winked at him. You made your way back through the shelves and grabbed the book that you were holding before the things between you and Zach happened.

“Hey Meg!” You cheerfully greeted as you saw her walking on the same aisle you were in. “What’s up?”

“Hey (Y/N)!” She pulled a fake smile as she greeted you. She has always hated you since she discovered that you were Zach’s best friend. It was great, wasn’t it? “Did you see Zach? His things were on the table.”

“Yeah, he was searching for something before but then I lost him.” You raised your shoulders as you lied through your teeth. You felt bad, of course, but you would never want Zach to be in a great trouble with her.

“OMG,” Her eyes grew wide as she didn’t mind your answer and you noticed that her gaze fell on your neck. “Where did you get that hickey?

“Oh, this?” You pretended that you didn’t know what she was talking about at first, but then you pointed at the love bite that you had on your neck. Your eyes grew wide as you peeked at it and it revealed you the reddish purple colour of it, almost scarlet.

“Yes!” She smirked at you, obviously not knowing from who it was, you honestly felt sorry for the innocent girl during that moment. You saw Zach walk near the two of you, leaving a little bit of space between him and Meghan.

“Just a weekend fling, nothing much.” You sugarcoated your lies with a sweet smile and you turned your head to Zach. “Oh, look. He’s here.”

“Oh, I noticed.” She nodded and smiled at you. Zach didn’t seem so excited to see his girlfriend, but it wasn’t one of your businesses.

“See you around guys!” You looked at Zach and you flashed him a naughty smirk. You noticed that he giggled a little bit and you winked at him, Meghan obliviously stood few steps away from Zach, thinking that you were teasing Zach with her.

“See you, (Y/N)!” They softly said in unison and you started to walk back to your place, packing up your things and you headed to the librarian to borrow the book that you needed.

You smiled at the thought of the kiss that you shared with Zach, but a knot was built in your stomach as soon as the thought of betraying his girlfriend sank in your mind.

How was the kiss? It was incredibly great. What might happen after? It would be plausibly terrible.

Kalagang #03

1x04 What’s Going On?

This post is probably going to be relatively short; there’s only one big chunk of scene that has Kalagang. But it’s definitely one of our favorites because it’s the iconic scene of Sense8. Before we go into What’s Up montage, I want to go over two scenes of Wolfgang and Abraham (and Felix).

Abraham: Whenever I have a difficult decision to make, I come here. This place brings a clarity to any decision. [What were you thinking about?] My mother […] She fell in love with an Englishman and ran away with him against her parents’ wishes. I think how much courage she had to make that decision. […] Our existence depends on sheer implausibility.

It seems like every single person around Wolfgang and Kala has something to say that somehow foreshadows or reflects their relationship. Remember Rajan’s speech during party in 1x02? Story about Abraham’s mother is not an exact parallel to Kalagang’s, but still some parts match. I mean we know what Kala and Wolfgang were planning to do in season 2 before that bitch, Lila turned in Wolfgang to BPO. The point is – it foreshadows, in some point, Kala is going to need some courage to make an important decision. And same thing may be applied to Wolfgang.

Abraham: I think I know where these rocks came from. Out of Mumbai (Bombay), I’m guessing…

By now, I’m pretty sure Wolfgang’s getting diamonds originally from India is just a coincidence. At first, I thought these diamonds or the story behind them would be a kind of medium that later connects Wolfgang and Kala. But now, since half of them are sold and the other half is gone – literally exploded along with Steiner by Wolfgang’s RPG, I think maybe it’ just a MacGuffin. Nevertheless I wanted to mention this part because, again, everything around Wolfgang and Kala is giving them signs they are meant to be together.

I think we’re going to need some music.

You’re welcome * wink *

Original post [x] @wolfgangssunshine

While our drunken German boy is reluctant to sing karaoke song in front of the crowd – but he does it anyway because he is connected to seven others who also sing that song. Duh.

Original post [x] @sense8sense

In India, Kala is dreaming…and in her dream, Kala seems more like herself than when she’s with Rajan in reality. She’s relaxed, comfortable, free…and happy.

Before the song begins, Wolfgang has a short flashback of his childhood; when little Wolfie gets scared to sing in front of people, his father laughs at him. Seeing illusion of his father, Wolfgang yells at him – and it once again proves how much anger Wolfgang holds against his father. Moreover, the way Wolfgang feels about singing, whether in public or not, is more than just feeling uncomfortable or embarrassed.

Everything about Wolfgang’s father – his drinking problem, abusive attitude, etc. – has traumatized Wolfgang since he was a little boy. I mentioned in previous post (#01) that Wolfgang is used to suppress his emotions. He may now be able to sing in front of people, but it doesn’t mean he’s forgotten how his father treated him on that day. So singing might not be something Wolfgang truly enjoys; it’s not something, also, that brings back good memories to him.

HOWEVER, Wolfgang’s memory about singing is about to be replaced…and change forever. Not by his father’s laughter, but by this woman.

Original post [x] @kalagang

I love how they look each other in that moment. Both are thinking ‘wait, you’re the one I saw in the Indian restaurant/balcony. Am I dreaming again? Is this real? Are you real?’

Original post [x] @fyeahwolfiekala

I was kinda surprised that Wolfgang is the one who seems more confused and lost at that moment (but even so being confused and all, Wolfgang slowly turns his body towards Kala which I thought it was cute)

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

Whereas Kala looks like she’s really glad to see Wolfgang again. I mean the way she’s being shy at first, but then slowly walks towards Wolfgang with a smile like that? Looks like someone has fallen head over heels for bad boy.

But I think the reason why Kala does not hesitate to get closer to Wolfgang is she’s dreaming. Because everything is happening inside her head, Kala thinks it’s okay – or I’d say safe – to do whatever she wants. If this was happening in reality, then nope, not a chance. She wouldn’t dare to smile like that, or to get closer to a stranger. (Just so you know – in her dream, Kala is wearing earrings. In reality, she’s not; and she literally says out loud that she was dreaming)

Original post [x] @reysleias

Aww, look at Wolfie. The sub is so on point. I think this is the first time where we actually see Wolfgang’s genuine smile – well, he does smile when he’s with Felix, but I’m not gonna count that in. We can all see he surely has a different kind of feeling towards Kala. I mean, come on, we’re looking at the same guy who said he’s not looking for a relationship…yeah, right.

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JUST LOOK AT THEM! We have never seen them this joyful, excited, and thrilled. We have never seen them being this expressive. They are enjoying every. single. moment. together. And they don’t even know each other, at all!

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

And I say, hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah.
I said hey, what’s going on?


They are looking at each other’s lips

They are looking each other’s eyes

They are still looking at each other…

Original post [x] @akissaway

A part of Wolfgang is still trying to figure out if he’s dreaming; if this is all just an illusion. His eyes are slowly tracing her face as if he wants to memorize every single feature of it, so even after this is all gone, he’d still be able to remember her. While the other part of him is practically screaming out loud that he wants her so bad. Look how he’s swallowing hard, like he’s trying his best to contain himself.

Daya: Kala? You were singing in English and dancing. [I was dreaming] You were smiling at someone. I have never seen you smile like that. Was it Rajan?

Original post [x] @stevenrogered

Daya, your sister was smiling at someone who is not Rajan. By the way, when Kala hesitates to answer at first…then kinda gives this evasive response to her sister, did anyone feel deja vu? If you look at the original post of this GIF, you’ll see that her reaction is similar to Wolfgang’s reaction.

Hmm…more reasons to ship them!

Thanks, dear! <3 Enjoy!

Kim Seokjin

He’d call you on break. He’d call you before bed and while he was cooking dinner. You’d receive sweet texts when you went to bed and when you woke up. He’d order you flowers and get them delivered to your door. He didn’t care how far away you lived. He loved you and he wasn’t going to let distance or time difference keep him from talking to you. “Oh, I’ve got to go, Y/N. Jungkook needs help with something. I’ll call you again in an hour, okay?”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Kim Namjoon

People did it all the time. Who’s to say you two couldn’t do it? You were both busy people, but as long as you made time for it, which you’d have to do in any relationship, he knew that you’d make it work. He’d tell himself and everyone else these things, but that didn’t make it any easier. It was hard not being able to see you all the time, but Namjoon was willing to do anything as long as he’d be able to talk to you at the end of every day. “Ahh, it’s so good to hear your voice again.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Min Yoongi

He’s a busy man. Even if you were living in the same city as him, there would be days you wouldn’t see each other. He’d call you a lot though, after a long, hard day of work he’d call because he’d miss you and just want to hear your voice. And though he may never be the first to text you, he’d reply right away to any text he receives from you. “I’m doing okay. I’m exhausted though. Ah, I miss you.”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Jung Hoseok

Nothing could keep him and you apart. Not any amount of land, or water. Not even another planet. He’d call you all the time. When you’d be in bed, he’d text sweet little messages for you to wake up to. This boy loved you and he’d do whatever to make it work. “I’m sorry I couldn’t call you today, but just know I love you and I’ll talk to you tomorrow!”

Originally posted by jhope-shi

Park Jimin

This boy. The amount of selfies you’d receive from him was astounding. How does one even take that many selfies in a day? You’d question it, but hey, you’d never ask him to stop. You got to see his face everyday. Many times a day. When it wasn’t a photo of his face, it was a FaceTime call from him, at least once a day. His smile was always bright when you appeared on the screen and it proved to him every time just how much he loved you. “Ahh, Jagiya, seeing your face makes it all worth it.”

Originally posted by minspink

Kim Taehyung

Tae would either be super okay with this or have a super hard time. Tae is very affectionate and if he wasn’t able to hold you, hug you, or just be around you, it could be hard on him. But he’s also super loyal, and if he’s already fallen for you, not a place in the world could keep you from him. He’d buy you things and send them to you. You’d get weird texts at one in the morning or a picture of something that reminded him of you. He loved you, and that’s all that mattered. “You didn’t answer when I texted you. Sorry. You look beautiful today though. No, don’t hide your face!”

Originally posted by helendrv

Jeon Jungkook

At first, when he considered it and what it would all mean, he would be scared and hesitant. He wouldn’t be able to see you everyday. To hug you and kiss you. To just be near you. But then he thought of the alternative, and he knew that no matter what it took, no matter where you lived, he would make it work. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I wake you up? I just wanted to hear your voice.”

Originally posted by gukmin

Thanks for reading!  Lets hope tumblr doesn’t mess up my post this time

The One with the Cop

Characters: Dean X Reader, Sam

Summary: You’re a civilian that gets tangled up in a case with Sam and Dean, then you get tangled up with Dean

Word Count: 6,357 (it had a mind of its own)

Warnings: a little language, a little smut (unprotected sex) and dollop of angst

A/N: I wrote this for @sis-tafics and @eyes-of-a-disney-princess ’s Birthday Challenge.  My prompt was the title of the Friends episode “The One with the Cop”. This is my first time writing fanfic or posting my writing on tumblr.  Thanks for the inspiration Jill and Ash and Happy Birthday!

Originally posted by savingpeoplegiffingthings

As soon as you pull into the store parking lot you know something’s wrong.  Once you park the car in front of the shop you can see what it is.  The window of the door has been completely smashed in.

“Shit,” you curse to yourself.

You grab your mace out of your bag, slip your phone into the back pocket of your jeans and climb out of the car.  As you walk towards the entrance you step gingerly over the broken glass.  Then you step through the frame of the now useless door.

“Hello?  Is anybody in here?”

Nothing.  You wait a few minutes and then start walking around the store.  Most of the cases and books are ok, but one section in the back looks like a tornado ripped through it.


You grab your phone from your back pocket and look up the number for the police station.  No reason to call 911.  After a number of prompts you finally get to dispatch.

“Can I help you?” the dispatch operator asks.

“Yes, this is Y/N.  I own the bookstore on 6th?  I’ve had a break in.  Can you send someone?”

“Sure ma’am, what’s the address?”

You give her the address and she assures you someone will be by soon to assess the situation and take your statement.  You end the call and sit down on the chair behind the counter.  You call your handyman and ask him to come by and board up the door.  Then you glance to the back corner of your store.  With a sigh you stand up and head to your office to see what you have to clean up the mess.  With cleaning supplies in hand you walk to the back of the store.  You put your hair up into two messy buns on the top of your head and set to work.

A half an hour later you’ve cleared most of the books and are ready to push the fallen bookshelf back up.  You take a deep breath and push.  The bookshelf rocks back and then wobbles a bit before standing straight again.  As you wipe a stray hair from your face you notice something under the books that the fallen shelf has reveled.  You start clearing books to figure out what it is when you see two fingers of a hand.  You scream and scramble back.  You run to the front and grab your phone off the counter.  This time you dial 911.

Ten minutes later two uniformed officers are walking up to the store followed by two detectives.  The two uniforms, a man and a woman, come in first.

“Where’s the hand?” the woman asks.

You point to the back of the store and they head back without another word.  Then the detectives come in.  As they walk through the door you notice that one is really tall with longish hair and the other isn’t as tall, but he has the greenest eyes you have ever seen.  You notice he is slightly bowlegged as he walks up to you.  He says something to his partner but you can’t hear what he’s saying.

He smiles at you, crinkles appearing around his eyes and your breath catches.  He leans on the counter, licks his lips and asks, “Is your boss here, sweetheart?“

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tonykusmierski  asked:

hey i have a one question, how long u draw and coloring one character? Im starting character design and i have few simple problems wich coloring and line art

Hi (: SORRRRRY for the time I took to reply T-T 

It totally depends on a lot of stuffs! If I have a strong idea of what I want or just if not blocked (it happens really often this times)… The rought is the step that takes the most time (i’m sure this sentence is wrong), because I have to find the posing, the shapes, the personality etc… of my character. Everything have to be clear on the sketch before I start to clean. If It works quickly it can takes 20 minutes or it can also takes 2hours (mostly because of the face and the HANDS) after this step I clean and correct it for 30min to 1 hour, and for the colors I put basic colors very quickly, and then I put the shadow and the details in 30 min to 2hours it depends on my feelings about my drawing :p  so I can make the entire character in 1hour like in 3 or 4 (: (haha and if I need references just double the time because I get lost finding cool stuffs on cool artists pages etc… :p) Don’t be discouraged if It did not works the first or the second time, don’t hesitate to find help and inspiration through the art that you like and make sure you are satisfied with your rought before you start the line work! (: Also to find the good colors I put random colors, just clic ctrl+U on photoshop and play with the adjustements to find something I like :D 

To avoid posting without art here a chicken made for a friend project 

anonymous asked:

Could you please do 46, 51, and 94 with Director Krennic?

Characters: Reader x Orson Krennic

Warnings: rogue one spoilers

Prompts: 46: “I thought you were dead!” 51: “I’m your husband. It’s my job.” 94: “Did they hurt you?”

Word Count: 448

A/N: first Krennic drabble !!

Want to request a drabble? Read this post [x]

You had to admit, Coruscant wasn’t exactly the best place to hide, but you had no other choice. If you went to some remote planet, Imperial troops would definitely find you and slaughter you without hesitation. At least on Coruscant, you could blend into the crowd. 

Hurriedly rushing to your street, you pulled your hood over your head and ducked into an alleyway. You sighed, wondering if you would have to live the rest of your life like this: living in fear and constantly hiding. 

It wasn’t always like this. You were once part of the Empire, working alongside your husband, Krennic. However, when he was killed on Scarif, you defected from the Empire, unable to forgive them for what they did to your husband. You had quite a high ranking, and the Empire couldn’t afford to just let you go. They feared you might join the Rebellion, so they did everything in their power to try and hunt you down. Nevertheless, they still weren’t able to find you. 

Opening the door to your apartment, you flicked the lights on and clamped a hand to your mouth when you saw a figure sitting in the armchair. Suppressing your scream, you reached for your blaster and aimed when the figure jolted to his feet and stepped into the light. You gasped, dropping your blaster.

“Hello, love.” Krennic smiled softly, standing in front of you. He looked tired, and he wore dark robes to cover himself. You backed away, shaking your head.

“Orson?” you whispered, and he nodded and stepped closer. “I thought you were dead!”

“Did they hurt you?” Krennic looked you up and down, and you shook your head, knowing he was referring to the Empire.

“They haven’t been able to find me.” you said, pulling your hood down. “How did you escape the blast?”

“I managed to get a ship and fly out of Scarif just in time.” Krennic explained, standing in front of you. “I tried to find you. I went back to the Empire but when they said you left I left too. They’ve been hunting me down ever since, but I needed to find you.”

“You idiot,” you sighed. “You should’ve just stayed with the Empire. Then they wouldn’t be chasing after you.” 

“I’m your husband. It’s my job.” he chuckled, and you raised an eyebrow. “It’s my job to always look out for you, even if it puts me in danger. I love you, y/n, I would never leave you behind.” 

You finally threw your arms around him, pulling him towards you and kissing him. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly, as if he never wanted to let go.


Writing this because I’m sick of seeing “poor Padmé” “Anakin is a dick” during TCW BULLSHIT. First let’s start with Anakin’s character development between AOTC & TCW:

Before the end of AOTC, Anakin didn’t have much, he didn’t have anyone. Only Obi-Wan who was caring but still had a red marker on his forehead that says: Attachment is Forbidden. And Palpatine… but I will not go there –o–;. Anakin was this young, still awkward kid who doesn’t have much social experience. During the movie we see how awkward he reacts; whether it’s flirting/objecting/doubting/etc… His emotions were all over the place and I can understand why. While the Jedi aren’t emotionless, nevertheless, they live by a Code, not a Heart which makes them “heartless” at some point or another; and that’s not good enough for someone *Anakin* who knows what normal people of a nurturing heart were *Shmi, Qui-Gon*, it is normal for him to miss it, craves it, and wishing to have it back. He’s a human being after all.

“OMG, Anakin is such a DICK, he guilted Padmé into loving him. Emotional Blackmail!!!!”

First of all, what movie were you watching??? Because, it’s sure not the one I watched. Let me remind everyone that Padmé “rejected” Anakin, and then he dropped it. He didn’t try to change her mind. He just dropped the whole thing; accepted it to be over. And to my proof: When SHE confessed her feelings for him, what did he say?? >> “You love me..?” He was shocked; in disbelief of what he was hearing. So, no, no one forced anything on her. She is a strong woman, one of the strongest women in SW actually, she accepted him on her own accord; NOT by an emotional blackmail.

Now onto TCW, Anakin is naturally different now, why? Unlike before, now he has Padmé, R2D2, C-3PO, the Clones, and Ahsoka. He’s opening up. His attachment to R2 can tell you how alone this person is. His BFF is a droid and he treats him like family. Now, he’s not alone anymore, now he has friends. Ahsoka is unlike the rest of the Jedi, she understood him and it helped that she was like a mini-him at first lol. The Clones were not Jedi, so that actually left a room in their hearts to open up and be free *no matter how unfree the whole thing was for them* and most of all, Padmé, she’s Anakin’s home. He never had a home after he left his mother, the Jedi Temple was like a cold place without a true warmth in it after Qui-Gon’s death.

“You called this home..?” “What else would I call it?”

Now to the “Clovis” ordeal, when he first showed up and I must say it was fascinating to see the spiteful side of Padmé. Before, to me, she was always the “light” and Anakin was the “dark”. Yet in this, she showed another side of hers. Which is understandable but not excusable. The whole deal with Clovis started because she wanted to get back at Anakin for ditching her on their romantic rendezvous. No matter how funny that was, it’s still the wrong thing to do: At the end she almost got killed by a poison. Padmé admits she did make her husband doubt her; and if I loved anything about Anakin it’s the way he forgives her without hesitation, “Never.” That’s it. That’s all he said. He didn’t gloat and say: I TOLD YOU SO! No, he was simply thankful his wife is safe and sound.

When Clovis came back, things did escalated quickly, however everyone seems to see the wrongs in Anakin’s actions and nothing in Padmé’s, REALLY? Anakin was wrong in his caveman act, sure. However, what about her? She trusted a man who practically gave Palpatine everyone’s money. In this Anakin’s anger was mixed; on one side, her safety, after all he did walk in on the sight of his wife being forced on by her ex. And the other reason was the swelling “darkness” inside him, he went into blinding rage and started beating the crap out of Clovis. *which in rl with these situations we say: don’t take the words/actions of an angry person to heart; because that person doesn’t mean any of it, it’s just the anger talking* Then he suddenly like a magic trick comes to an end, Anakin comes back to himself and he is shocked, still not comprehending what has happened, and then he makes a sincere apology. It’s sincere because he leaves when Padmé kicks him out without protesting. And in the end, Padmé almost got herself killed again, if it weren’t for the poor guy who honored her wishes by not letting go of Clovis *lol, not matter how much that thought might have been appealing to Anakin in the past. He wouldn’t actually let him die*, and then Clovis does the honorable thing, for once and not drag Padmé to death’s door with him.

Padmé apologized, as she SHOULD, she too messed up. It is a good thing that she did. As for Anakin all he was thinking about/saying while holding her, “You’re okay, it’s over now, it’s all over now.” Anakin doesn’t hesitate in forgiving her, nor does he ever blame her in the first place. Padmé is/will always be his angel.

And because this isn’t about who’s to blame.

Its love, and true love is forgiveness.

i’m just clarifying this to other people in case someone else feels a similar way:

i’m not lola. i’m not ashley. i am open to video chat at any moment of the day. most ppl that have seen my social media can tell that it looks real but after all this shit fest that fucks up with ur trust issues, i have no problem by showing i am real

one of the first things i did with the ppl that help me piece the whole shit together was video chat together to prove neither of us were a fabrication by ashley/lola

if you have any doubts/questions regarding this situation please don’t hesitate to ask. i’ve been planning on posting that whole information for about two weeks so i’ve had plenty of time to heal. i feel good the lola character is destroyed after being around for 10 years. so please, if you need to know anything else just ask me. i have no problem answering all the questions you may have.

Carl Grimes Imagine requested by @ilovedamon:

Hi! I love your imagines and wonder if you can do a Carl for me? Where the reader loses his family and think you have no more so then live it tells her that he loves her and all is well

Warnings: Sad?

Gifs: Not mine

Words: 730

A/N: I’m so sorry I haven’t posted in a while. Busy, you know. But I hope you like this one.


No matter what you did, you always had flashbacks of that day. The day you lost your family. Eaten to death right in front of your eyes. As clear as day you remembered the last thing your mother told you. Her eyes, filled with tears, were staring directly into yours telling you to run. You hesitated at first, but you did run. Ran as fast as you could back to Alexandria to reunite with your group.

Your hand pounding on the gate, yelling for them to open. It openeded and you ran inside greeted by your group, Rick first, and the rest of Alexandrie curious of your loud sobs filling the whole town. Your hands were in your hair ready to pull it out. You remembered Rick catching you right before you were about to fall on your knees. 

Rick slowly sat down on his own knees, letting you rest on him. You kept on sobbing while his hand stoked your head trying to calm you down. Everyone was watching you with shock, not knowing how to react.

It had only been two weeks, and you felt like it was all over. There was nothing for you here now. And you were only a burden for the group. You knew it and the group knew it. They just never told you.

You heard a soft knock on your door. “Come in,” you said and Carl walked inside. 

“Scoot,” he said and you made space for him on the bed beside you. You rested your head on his shoulder, and he put his on top of yours.

“Want to come down for dinner?” He asked. You had barely left your room since everything happened. You shook your head no, slightly. 

“Okay,” he said quietly and didn’t leave his spot. 

“You don’t have to sit here with me,” you sniffled. 

“I know,” he said and continued to sit still. You couldn’t help it. You began to cry again. You sobbed, and tried your hardest to stop, but you couldn’t.

“Cry all you want, y/n. I know how it feels,” he said lifting his head from yours. You didn’t know what he was talking about, but didn’t feel like asking either.

“We used to live in a prison, before we met you and your family on the train tracks,” he said. “A while before we had to leave, Maggie, my mom and I had to hide. My mom was pregnant with Judith at the time, and her water broke.”

You had a small feeling where this was going.

“Maggie had to execute the c-section. I felt like I was the one who had to kill her afterwards,” he finished and it turned absolutely quiet in the room. 

You removed your head from his shoulder and looked up at him. “I’m sorry, Carl,” you said and the tears fell slowly for your eyes. You could tell Carl anything. You knew that. So you were going to tell him that you didn’t see the point anymore.

“There’s no point for me here anymore,” you said and looked straight ahead.

“What?” He said and you could feel him looking at you. 

“My whole family is dead, Carl,” you said and turned towards him. “And I’m just a burden for the group. Especially now that I’m the only one left! I provide nothing,”

“Stop that,” Carl said annoyed. 

“But it’s true!” You argued back.

“Y/n,” he said even more annoyed.

“Carl, I-”

“No, listen to me,” he cut you off. He shifted in his seat so his whole body was direvted towards you. “Don’t ever think like that!” His voice was softer again. “You’re a part of our group now. Our family! You still have a family! You’re place is here with us, okay?”

You tried to speak again to argue with him.

“You say there’s no reason for you here anymore, but that is bullshit! You belong here.” Luckily you had stopped crying, but you kept on sniffling. “Do you know what would happen if you went away for good?” You shook your head slightly. “I’d go out of my mind!”

It went quiet. After a while, you threw your arms around his torso and placed your head on his chest. “I’m sorry, Carl.” You said with your eyes shut. And for the first time in a long time, his arms around you made you happy.


A/N: This is really short, I’m sorry but I felt like I did a good job… An okay job at the very least.


They’re finally here! The long-awaited 2-inch stickers of these 5 designs are here!

A huge round of applause to StickerMule.com for working with me to make these wonderful, perfectly-sized, dishwasher-safe stickers into a reality.

You can still buy stickers and other products over on my RedBubble shop, but those stickers are 3x3in as opposed to 2x2in, and the RedBubble ones aren’t dishwasher-safe.

If you’d like to buy these, I’m still working on setting up another shop where I can sell them, and you’ll be the first to know once that’s all ready, but if you want them now (only $3 for a single sticker, $5 for two stickers, and $10 for 4 stickers) please don’t hesitate to send me a message and we’ll work something out.

If you like my designs, I’d really appreciate it if you did me the kindness of reblogging posts instead of (or in addition to) liking them.

All the best,

<3 Tori

I have to talk about that scene now, and what it meant to me.
First, they’re just sitting, talking, and then Jemma leans her head on his shoulder. And then we get a forehead kiss - they could have stopped there and I would have been so HAPPY because I’ve wanted a forehead kiss forever! And then - I wasn’t expecting them to give us that, but they just had to make this episode the best of 3B. ;D 
Okay, let’s take a step back and look at all the steps that led to the kiss. ;D 1. Jemma leans her head on his shoulder. 2. Fitz kisses her forehead. 3. Jemma puts her hand over his. 4. Jemma looks up at him.
Ahem. ¾ were Jemma. JEMMA. So really, Jemma was the initiator and I am so happy, this is all I wanted!! I wanted to see Jemma acting on her feelings, showing him she loves him, and going out and getting her man! And she has. I wish they would have given us more for the last 6 episodes (grr) but Jemma flirted with him until he got the hint and I am so proud. XD
Where do I start? The kissing. The actual relationship talk. Jemma’s obvious impatience with him (she was really starting to get annoyed that every time she kisses him he stops so soon!). The forehead kiss, and all the joking! I mean, did you see how confident Fitz was!? Normally, it is very unlike Fitz to make a joke during such an important moment. It surprised me. But Fitz is so dang happy and confident because he knows Jemma wants to be with him, and so he makes a joke before she can kiss him. Because he knows she’s going to anyway. They were both so happy I want to cry. Jemma was grinning and laughing for the first time in ages. She was so ready, impatient even, to end the nonsense and be with him. So if I had to pick a favorite part of this scene I would say all of it (and did I mention the long shot of Fitz as he’s about to kiss her forehead, hesitates, and goes through with it? And the fact that they kissed 3 times onscreen which means at least double that total, let’s be honest xD. We can assume that the whole time Daisy and Lincoln are talking, FitzSimmons are kissing.)

But with this post, I really want to say this. As amazing as all the little moments were, the thing that matters more than everything else is that they are together. I just got to see the moment I’ve been waiting for since Jemma grabbed Fitz’s hand in The Hub. It’s been two and a half years and it finally happened. They’re together. No pain, no separation, no cosmos. But that statement’s a little bit too low-key to express the celebration this moment deserves. So let me try again.
FITZ AND SIMMONS ARE TOGETHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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At last, Mune was released in France one week ago

I have a lot of good memories during this production ! We really tried to do the best we can.

Next post, I’ll share some storyboard I did in 2012.

In Tumblr, I’m not used to share full sequences on a slider. Hope it will be not boring to you. I hesitate to do gif but I think is interesting that you control the storyboard advance.

To use correctly the slider, click on the arrow to start and then use the arrow from the keyboard. 

 A lot of idea was cut during the editing so it’s very funny to see my first intention on my thumbnail and then the storyboard.

By the way, I forget how i was totally disorganized during the Thumbnail step ! Ah ah ah 

Enjoy !

Imagine Getting Hurt During One Of Kylo’s Tantrums

You were walking down one of the many long hallways of the Starkiller, only to be stopped by your best friend General Hux. “He needs you (Y/N).” Hux said motioning towards the control room only a few feet away. You nodded and walked into the room. Only to be greeted with a lightsaber welding two year old throwing a temper tantrum. Taking as you were his girlfriend, you took it upon yourself to calm him down.
You walked up to him and put you hand on his shoulder. “Hey. Ky, come on. You gotta calm down.” You said trying to comfort him. That was not the reaction you were going to get.
Kylo swung around and nicked you the cheek with his saber. You instinctively grabbed your cheek and staggered back. Finally realizing it was you, Kylo began to walk towards you. “(Y/N), I’m sorry-” You cut him off. “Kylo, you did this” you said with with a terrified look on your face. What else would he do to you? Before he could answer, you ran out. You ran until you came to the room of the only person you could trust. Hux.
As soon as Hux opened the door, you ran into his arms. Him, being the person he is, was hesitant to hug you back. When he did, you began to sob, making Hux hug you tighter and close the door behind you.
After you regained your composure, you pulled back so Hux could see your cheek. Hux touched your cheek lightly. “What happened (Y/N)?” Hux asked. Tears filled your eyes again as you looked up at Hux. “He promised he would never hurt me”

553 followers holy coooow! I just wanted to take a moment to thank each and every one of you, your requests as well as your kind words have meant more to me than you probably realize. I apologize if reactions slow a little, in addition to art commissions and life stuff, I’m also working on my first novel. We’ll see how that pans out.

Anyway, I know you all like sad things, so I did you a super short thing. I hope you enjoy!

Tomorrow- Daughter

How Can You Be Sure You’re Growing In The Right Way?

It’s me. 

I’m back with another Farkle post. 

Before we proceed, I want to let you all know that there are spoilers here about Girl Meets the Great Lady of New York. So if you don’t want to be spoiled, don’t keep on reading. 

While I’m working on a bunch of other meta posts, we really need to talk about Farkle Minkus because he’s getting some very good development and people aren’t taking notice!

In Girl Meets Bear we get the following scene (shoutout to @ChasingScenes on YouTube):

I’ll transcribe the important parts for those who don’t/can’t watch the video:

Farkle: How come you’re not like that anymore?

Topanga: Well, she’s definitely still a part of me. But, I just think that as we grow, whoever it is that we used to be just become a part of our… scrapbook.

Farkle: How can you be sure you’re growing in the right way?

Topanga: I don’t know Mr. Turtle Neck, Mop Top, Farkle Time, Donny Barnes, do you miss any of those people?

Farkle: They all got me where I am now, I guess they’re part of my scrapbook too… like Riley’s teddy bear, that’s why we’re looking for it so hard?

Topanga: I don’t know, Farkle. Why are we all looking so hard for the last ripped up, raggedy piece of Riley’s childhood? Maybe I’m not quite ready for it to be gone. 

-Girl Meets Bear

And then right after this we get a Farkle-centric episode in Girl Meets Great Lady Of New York. And while I know that there was a Riley/Farkle hug in the episode, followed by an intimate moment between the two, I want to emphasize that there was more to the episode than the hug. Especially Farkle’s dialogue. It was so 👀👀👀. Anyways, let us proceed!

“Our first reaction to the unknown has always been fear.” - Cory Matthews

What I find interesting about this line is that right after Cory says it he asks Farkle if he did the assignment. Farkle, for the first time since the show has started (excluding GM Flaws), has been hesitant to present a homework assignment when given the opportunity. 

Why is this pivotal?  

This episode gave all the characters minus Lucas and Smackle (which is another post in itself) the opportunity to find out about their history and to grow. It served as an opportunity to give character development for all the characters, especially Farkle. To find out about your cultural heritage. To find out who you are. 

Cory and Farkle’s dialogue continues, and it is very interesting:

Cory: Did ya find the story of your ancestors?

Farkle: I found something out, sir. 

Riley: Well Farkle, at least you have a heritage. I’m Riley McCheese. What could be worse than that?

Farkle: There are worse things than that, Riley. 

Cory: You ready to share something with us Farkle?

Farkle: Not yet sir. I don’t have it all yet. I need to dig deeper. 

Cory: More to discover?

Farkle: A lot more.

Cory: That’s the only authentic thing that’s been said today. 

Cory: We all need to dig deeper than potatoes and soap and stupid hats. This is a week about discovering who you are. 

-Girl Meets the Great Lady of New York

This stands out to me as significant for two reasons:

1. It leads to Farkle discovering his heritage and the implications behind that later in the episode. 

2. It also serves as a reminder that these characters are still growing and that there are still things that they are discovering about themselves and the world around them. 

Remember what happens when we don’t know who we are? 

Bad things happen. 

Farkle has been constantly questioning his growth. He was and has been changing constantly since the show has begun. Out of all the characters, I objectively believe Farkle has demonstrated the greatest change since he has been first introduced. Which is why the video above of Girl Meets Bear and the following line from Girl Meets GLONY really threw me off.

Farkle: I’m not really sure what’s like me anymore. 

Farkle doesn’t know who he is anymore. But if you look throughout the series, could you really blame him?

His flaw is that he felt like a nothing.

His two best friends fell for a new boy when he’s loved them since he was seven. 

He’s Canada. Constantly overlooked and underappreciated. 

His relationship at home with his parents is strained. 

His girlfriend openly flirts with the boy who his best friends have feelings for. (However I won’t give this one too much credence. Keep on watching. You’ll know what I mean by the end of the season)

Is it any surprise to anyone why Farkle feels invisible?

He went from a mop top, Donny Barnes, Farkle time genius to a brooding genius and the worst part about it all is NOT that he changed… but that no one noticed. 

He’s changing. But all of that was being overshadowed by all the other events taking place recently. The triangle. Maya’s identity crisis. Riley’s growth or lack thereof.  

“The best thing about being alive is to be a part of something.” - Maya Hart

“Sometimes it’s real hard when you find out your story” - Farkle Minkus

What’s interesting about the scene between Riley and Farkle is that when he starts to talk about the Christian rescuers, Riley drops down and hugs him… and he thanks her. It seems as if Farkle was trying to cope with everything by just stating the facts of the situation, but Riley and Zay knew that wasn’t what he needed. 

He needed his friends. 

My story will be about how lucky we are to live in a place that allows us to come here so you can be whoever you are. But that’s all I can tell you about my heritage right now.” - Farkle Minkus

Farkle is still growing. His story, like the rest of these kids is still incomplete. Please don’t misunderstand. I don’t want to make light of Farkle’s story and the implications that it had. That was the underlying theme of the episode. How all of our unique individual stories have an effect on our identity and who we are. I think that it was a very bold move to be willing to discuss other cultures like that. Especially on a Disney show considering the target segment that Disney has. 

But, I just didn’t want Farkle’s identity issues to be overlooked by the subtext of the Riarkle hug. Farkle is definitely going through a bit of an identity crisis. Like Maya in the Triangle Arc, I definitely believe he’s screaming… just in a different way.

But don’t get it twisted… that Riarkle hug was 🔥🔥🔥