my comparisons

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suddenly remembers that i made an omniverse oc three years ago ;w;

her name is oni alabi, a young cyborg who’s among one of the youngest to graduate from plumber academy in the 23rd dimension. she’s later assigned to become ben 23′s partner - and to keep him out of trouble 

I’ve woken up to find out I’ve now got more than 1000 followers😱😱
Thankyou to everyone who follows my rubbish blog, I post nothing special so I appreciate every last one of you xxxx

anonymous asked:

Suggestion: Jealousy

you say your worst trait has always been jealousy
but i disagree
i think it’s your ability to make me fall head-first into love
despite everything in the world trying their damnedest to make sure we’re apart
it’s the worst thing i’ve ever encountered
because it makes everything else i’ve experienced in my life pale in comparison
but sometimes i’m afraid we’ve been doomed from the start
but you’re the calm to my storm and sunshine in my chaotic landscape
i just hope you never get tired of me clinging to you the way i tend to do

So, I noticed something recently (v1.2).

Spends thousands of years imprisoned.

Causes a bit of a ruckus once they’re released.


Is given a second chance by a kind-hearted soul.


Gets involved in a toxic, loveless relationship with a manipulative brute.


Later befriends a strange green creature (that sometimes wears a bowtie).


Is the single most OP person on their team.


Would rather not get involved with direct conflict….


…unless someone happens to mess with the one person they care about the most.

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noctis lucis caelum + tumblr tags

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I remember being told at a young age to put my shirt on at sleepovers, that I wasn’t one of the boys.
I remember trying to pee standing up at age 8 and making an absolute mess.
I remember the envy I felt and couldn’t explain over my guy friends’ Adam’s apples
And voices
And muscle tone.
While my body softened, though never became quite womanly, during puberty.
I remember my grandmother telling me to stop slouching
And never knowing why I wanted to hide my chest.
I remember starving myself to prevent any curves from staking claim on my body.
Looking back I remember these things, but it would be years until I came out.

I came out as queer (at the time, a lesbian) at 18 when I was out from under my parents roof.
I thought I had finally found my niche, my thing, my explanation to a lifelong unnamed unease.
I chopped my hair off, I loved women openly, and they loved me.
I was “happy” in my newfound confidence as a masculine of center person.
But I wasn’t.

Sometime around 20 I discovered that people could transition.
That gender wasn’t black and white
Or just what was assigned.
I came out as trans for the first time crying on my bathroom floor,
my girlfriend at the time tried to console me.
I never came out to my twin, she just knew
And though it took time, eventually she came around.
The first time I told my mother we were in Vegas
And I’d say it ruined the trip.
The first time I told a stranger my new name was at Starbucks
I was thrilled to hear someone call me Christopher
Even if they didn’t know any better.

It would take me the next two years to come out slowly
First to the my close friends
Then to strangers
And eventually a post on social media to address everyone else.
I had been going by Chris in private for about two years before the day I actually “came out” (again).
Some of us take time, and that’s alright.

Happy National Coming Out Day.

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saudade (noun) | PORTUGUESE

a deep, nostalgic, and melancholic longing for something or someone, often accompanied with a denied fact that what one longs for will never come back

“I wonder, can I keep up with it? The speed of the world without you in it.”

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Different Cartoon styles 2.0!! 

A couple of years ago I drew myself in 10 different cartoon styles
But that is a long time ago, and my looks changed a lot, so I figured that it was time do do a version 2.0 :)

This time I also included one in my own style for comparison ;)