so am i the first to do this or

So i was trying to relax
But suddenly i downloaded Blender

and started learn 3d.
(i wanted to do this long time ago but decided of course at this moment)

So this is my first trying in 3d! Wanted to create my oc from “Flower Frame” 


Hello all you lovely people!

Finally I decided to come out of ‘hiding’. I have been lurking around for a little while now, looking at all your wonderful gifs, quotes, personal stories, fanfiction, the ups and downs in the fandom, and I find myself wishing to interact with all of it. So here I am. What brought me here in the first place was seeing a snippet of Outlander on T.V. It was episode 2 season 1, where Claire brings Jamie lunch. I was hooked and looked around to see where I can find this amazing series. Luckily it was on Netflix and I binged watched the first season. Then I found out about the books. OMG There are books! Of course I bought them right away. I’m currently reading book 5. But I needed more, searching the actors, did they do more work? Well one thing let to another and I saw the chemistry between Sam&Cait, which brought me to Tumbler. All your stories, video’s and thoughts about them are just the same as my thoughts. Yes, I’m saying I’m a shipper. Not just for them having a relationship ( but come on, it’s sooo obvious) I also support their friendship. Maybe that is the most important aspect I love about them. They are so comfortable with each other and they have a bond for life, if they want it or not. What attracts me the most is how they are as a person, so down to earth, generous, funny and of course beautiful. Hopefully you all don’t mind if I chip in now and then, reblog your beautiful posts and sometimes let my mind or heart do the talking. Even if English isn’t my native language.
See you around!
Greetings Mirëille

Been thinking about the fact that at the end of their shift, Bernie is in Albies buying whiskies rather than going home. There’s just so much going on there. She’s doing the right thing by Fletch: the toast, the words of wisdom. Who else but Bernie? Even though she was probably desperate to go home and check on Serena. But she probably thought that Serena wouldn’t want her home at the first opportunity, having asked to be alone. Basically, once again, Bernie is a Selfless Hero of the Highest Order and she deserves a knighthood.




Pairing: StilesXReader

Y/N/N- your nickname (Idk if that is what people use but i just put that there incase anyone get confused)

A/N: So I have been kind of thinking bout this for a while and this is my first fic so please try to be nice. I love dirty talking Stiles just as much as the next reader and I understand that the real way Stiles loses his v card was in Eichen house, but I kind if wanted to do a more funny, realistic version of Stiles and the reader’s first time so like Stiles obviously isn’y gonna talk dirty the first time he has sex. I am going to start taking requests now. A massive thanks to @dumbass-stilinski and @writing-obrien for looking and editing a lot of this. Sorry for being a pain and I really appreciate it. I also want to write more fics but I have no idea what to write about so requests would be great. I already have begun a mini series. Okay, sorry for the long note I’m done now, Enjoy.


As soon as I became part of the pack, even before that, when Scott introduced me to Stiles in freshman year, there was a connection. We literally had eye sex for a solid 15 seconds before I heard his quiet, gravelly voice.

“Hi. Y/N, right?”

“Yeah aha, nice to meet you, Stiles.” I put my hand out for a handshake in an attempt to be polite. He returned the favour by grabbing my hand and bringing it to his lips, which sent a confusing shiver through me as he quickly pulled away.

“I am so sorry, I don’t know why I did that. Uhh anyway, Scott has been saying nothing but good things about you. I even looked on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and-wow what a disaster, this is the worst first impression I have ever made in my life. I’m gonna go before I make a fool of myself. I’ll see you at lacrosse practice Scott. It was really nice to meet you, Y/N.”  

Just as Stiles disappeared from the hallway, Scott said, “Wow, I have never seen Stiles so nervous and awkward. I mean, Stiles is socially awkward but that was a whole new level.”

“No that wasn’t even bad, I made it so awkward when I just stared at him for like a thousand hours without saying hello.”

“Y/N it’s fine. It’s not the last time you are going to talk to him. And when you hang out with him, it will be with the pack, which I will introduce you too at lacrosse practice. See you then?”

I nodded. When I thought I heard the last of Scott, he quickly turned around and whispered. “Oh and by the way, I was with Stiles when he was on your Facebook and trust me, he was really impressed with what he saw.”

That was two years ago; and I am still waiting for my two year crush, Stiles Stilinski to make a move. I always knew from the moment he placed his lips on my hand, we had a connection, and more than just a friendly one. We always hang out, but it’s never just us two. It can’t be because I literally have no social skills, especially with the opposite gender. I mean, Stiles is awkward with few social skills, but I was way worse. I can’t even focus when he is within five steps of me, he intimidates me, but it’s because he has no idea. Everyone in the pack knew how we felt about each other that even chemosignals weren’t obvious enough. There just was and is no time to do anything because we are always so busy keeping Beacon Hills safe.


I woke up on Monday and looked at the time, oh shit! I woke up at 7:30 am and a) not only did I sleep through my alarm, but my bus was coming at 7:45. I fell out of bed, ran downstairs, ate some cereal, brushed my teeth, grabbed my backpack and dashed out of the house to the bus stop.

I sprinted around the corner and saw the bus driving away from my stop. I finally stopped running and took a second, putting my hands on my head, breathing in and screaming. This has only happened to me nearly every day this term, and it’s only first term. The only way I can get to school is to walk.

I walked surprisingly quickly to make up time, as it takes forever to get to school this way.

“Miss the bus again Y/N/N?”

I turn around to see a blue jeep. Roscoe. Shit, it was Stiles stopping to talk, to me? ‘Okay just act cool.’ I said in my head.

“Yeah, how’d you know?” After I said that, I mentally face palm myself. Obviously he is literally seeing me walk to school instead of catching the bus.

“And I see you are going for the pyjama look today,” I was puzzled and confused with what he said when suddenly, I look down and my cheeks turned instantly red. I was getting ready so quickly, I forgot to put on clothes. I felt my insides fill up with embarrassment and humiliation. “If you want, I can drive you back home so you can change your clothes and then drive you to school.” I felt the insides of my stomach fill with butterflies. “I mean that’s only if you want to like not like you’re my girlfriend or anything and like I’m not your boyfrie-”

“Uh yeah, Stiles, thanks, that would be very helpful.” I ran to the car, maybe too fast, and Stiles did a u-turn to go back to my house.


The car ride was silent, a little uncomfortably so, until Stiles broke it. “Do you want me to turn up the radio?” His voice was a little shaky.

“Yeah sure.” I reply really quickly, making myself cringe.

For the first 30 seconds, it was just talking but then, one of my favourite songs came on: Baby got back by Sir-Mix-A-Lot.

Oh my god Becky, look at her butt

“It is so big!” I yelled but quickly stopped singing as I forgot where I was: In Roscoe, STILES’ JEEP!

“Why did you stop singing?” He chuckled and shot me a smirk.

“Because it’s so embarrassing I know all the words to this song.”

“Please don’t stop singing, I have to hear this now.” He winked at me and every muscle in my body, no matter how tiny, tensed in an effort not to show how much of an effect that wink had on me.

“Okay, if you say so.” A surge of confidence that I had never felt before rushed through me as I not only picked the lyrics back up, but I also turned the music up louder so I could get into the zone. I was either impressing him or just making a complete fool out of myself.


We finally arrived at my house, I opened the door and we walked inside. He was much closer to me than usual. Before I even thought about it, I moved away, feeling uncomfortable.

“Sorry Y/N/N, didn’t mean to do that.”

“No Stiles, don’t be silly, you know me, awkward.”

He chuckled and smiled. “You are so cute like that.”

I flushed a bright pink once again, and so did he. Did he just say I am cute?

I quickly try and brush it off. “Um sorry to be a real pain, but I didn’t get to have a shower, is it okay if I do that?”

“Yeah sure no problem Y/N/N.”

“Cool, well I won’t be long, make yourself at home.”

I quickly ran upstairs to the bathroom.


I didn’t think I had ever had such a quick shower in my life. Stiles Stilinski was at my house. I mean, he had been to my house before, but that was with the pack. I had only been with him when the pack was there, THE PACK WAS NOT THERE, IT WAS JUST ME BY MYSELF WITH MY CRUSH OF TWO YEARS! I wanted to be quick because I was missing out on time with him and secondly, I felt bad for making him wait. I dried myself and wrapped my hair up in my towel, leaving my body naked.

I turned to look in my wardrobe and yelled “Stiles!” to see where he was.

“I’m right here.” He quietly said, and I turned around to see him, creepily sitting on my bed, staring at me, naked, in the nude, WITH NO FUCKING CLOTHES ON! I screamed and quickly grabbed the towel from my head around my bare body.

“Oh my god Y/N I am so sorry I had no idea -”

“No Stiles, it’s fine. I’m stupid I shouldn’t have been walking around the house naked when I knew you were here. My bad, sorry.”

“Why do you always do that?”

“Do what Stiles?”

He proceeded to walk closer to me, barely an inch separating our faces. “Apologise for being yourself. You did it just then, when I accidentally walked too close to you. It’s not your fault.”

We stayed in that moment for what seemed like forever but in reality it was only for a minute.


“Yes Stiles?”

“Can I please kiss you?” You never thought those words would come out of his mouth.

“I’ve been waiting two years for that.” I said, not realising how desperate that came off.

“Oh really? Wow okay um, I literally had uh no clue, I mean well yes I did coz Scott kinda told me, and so did Lydia, and Liam, and Kira, Allison, Mason, okay pretty much everyone in the pack told me, um yeah.” Once again, your face flushed with many rosey tones of pink.

“Okay um, so are we gonna kiss?” You said with a low, croaky voice.

“Oh yeah, right. Okay, here we go.” He said.

We both leaned it so we met at 50/50. Our lips glide together in perfect synchronization. He moved his hands to the lowest part of my back, just above my only towel covered ass. I quickly squirmed and pulled away from him.

“Oh my god Y/N did I do something wrong?” The concern coming from his fiery amber eyes made my heart melt.

“No, it’s not you. It’s just, this is so embarrassing. I mean like I’ve had my first kiss and stuff, which was horrible by the way, but like I’ve never really gone past that with anyone and you putting your hands on me it just makes me nervous because no one has really ever done that to me before.”

“Wow Y/N, I never would have guessed that. You are so beautiful and intelligent, any guy would be lucky to have you. I really hope this doesn’t come off insensitive but, does this mean you are a virgin?”

“Yeah, it does.” I felt so embarrassed and stupid about it. Everyone else in the pack had done it, even Liam and he is a freshman.

“No, no, Y/N/N, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. I am too.” As soon as I heard him say that, I pressed my lips down on his.

Our lips once again moulded together making fireworks like the 4th of July erupt inside of me. It was an amazing feeling. A sudden surge of confidence rushed over me and I  broke the kiss and pushed Stiles onto my bed.

“Y/N, what are you doing?” As soon as he finishing talking, I unwrapped the towel, leaving myself  bare, completely exposed. Stiles’ eyes widened as he looked up and down my body. He quickly covered his eyes with his hands. “Oh my god Y/N you lost your towel again.” He shrieked.

“I know.” I moved closer to him and sat on his lap, “I want this Stiles, I think. Not that I know, I haven’t really done this before.”

“Me either Y/N/N, should we just see where this goes?” I nodded and reconnected my lips with his, and I felt those 4th of July fireworks erupting in me once again.

Stiles deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue into my mouth. It just felt so right. He bit my bottom lip and moved down to my neck and began to leave bright purple marks. I had no idea what to do so I put my hands in his hair and pulled, like in the movies. I heard him growl so I stopped. “Oh my god Stiles, did I hurt you?”

“No not at all, that felt really good actually.”

We moved back to the previous position and I moved slightly to maintain my balance.

“Oh my god Y/N please do that again.”

“What like this?” I moved again and realized what I was doing when I begin to feel his bulge grow against me.

I got up and layed down, pressing my back against my bed.

“Okay I have no idea what I’m doing but I’m just gonna go for it.” Stiles looked up at me and a flash of concern ran through his eyes. I gave him a nod of approval and he began to kiss me again. He then proceeded to move further down my body, blowing on the several purple marks he’d left which turned me into a quivering mess.

He reached my breasts and took one in his mouth, sucking roughly while fiddling with the other with his hand. The constant pinching, swirling and tickling caused me to let out a soft moan. He continued to drift further down, kissing my stomach lower and lower until he was just above my core. A weird feeling, like a throbbing began to build in my core.

I was deep in thought when suddenly, I felt a finger on my clit and I bucked my hips at how good it felt. “Wow” I thought to myself, “You are missing out on a lot?” He buried his face in between my thighs, causing me to moan so loud, it echoed through the whole house.

“I don’t ever think I’ve ever heard you be so loud before.” Stiles smirked, which caused me to flush and giggle. As I began to chuckle, Stiles pumped a finger into me.

“Stiles, that feels so good please don’t stop.” I strangled out those words as I felt all the muscles in my body tense up and the pit in my stomach increase.

“Fuck Y/N/N, say my name again that was so hot.”

“Stiles.” I moan as I come undone around his fingers and black spots start to blur my vision as I ride out my high.

Stiles falls down as lies next to me on my bed.

“Wow.” He says with a flabbergasted look in his face.

“That was-”

“Probably not that good.” He interrupts and turns to look at me and begins to play with my hair.

“Are You kidding, that was amazing. I want you to feel what I felt.” I press my lips to his for a quick short peck.

“Are you sure Y/N/N? You don’t have to just because of what I- ooh my god.” His sentence quickly changed into an exclamation as I undid the button on his khakis and pull down his boxers to reveal his massive, veiny cock. My eyes widened at the thought of fitting that whole thing into my mouth, so, I began by pumping his length up and down a few times, causing his head to roll back. Hopefully that meant he liked it.

I finally built up enough courage to put my mouth on his shaft and slowly but surely proceed further and further down and before I knew it, his whole dick was in my mouth. I begin bopping my head down faster and faster repetitively. He moaned my name several times which caused the throbbing sensation in my core rise up again. He started to twitch in my mouth and a salty liquid filled my throat and I swallowed it.

“Y/N/N as if you haven’t done this before, that was so good.” He kissed me, but quickly pulled away and asked, “Oh my god Y/N/N, is my cum still in your mouth?” The roughness of the word made me cringe.

“No Stiles, I swallowed it.”

“Oh my god Y/N/N, I can’t believe you actually swallowed it.”

“WHY ARE YOU NOT SUPPOSED TO AM I GONNA GET SICK?! GREAT HOW WILL EXPLAIN THIS TO MY PARENTS? YEAH MUM, I GOT SICK FROM SUCKING DICK!” Panic starts to fill me and just as I feel an attack come on, Stiles grabs me and pulls me into a hug. He pushes my head into his chest and grips tightly. The panic inside me immediately disappears. I feel so safe in his arms.

“No it’s perfectly normal. Scott says that most girls spit and it’s supposed to be impressive when they swallow. Not really sure why but just thought I’d give you that fact.”

I laughed and pressed my lips to his. It started off nice and slow but quickly turned into an extremely passionate rough kiss. We moved back to my bed again, Stiles lays me down on my back and he hovers over me. He began to lift his shirt up and I helped him. I took in every mole, muscle and area of bare skin on him. My hands roamed around his body as he smiled down at me.

“Y/N, are you sure you want to do this?” He looked up and flashed a look of worry, but it quickly disappeared when I replied. “I’m ready, Stiles.”

He lined his tip up with my entrance and slowly pushed into me until he filled me up all the way with his length. Both of our heads rolled back as he slowly began to pull in and out of me. He started to speed up a little, making me moan softly. I began to kiss him, tongues roaming around everywhere in each others mouths.

“Stiles, I want to try something.” I looked up at him and he had that stupid smirk on his face which I hate, but love at the same time.

“Okay sure.” I rolled us over so he is lying against the bed. I moved down so my legs were on either side of his hips. I lined my entrance up with his tip and slowly moved down onto it, earning a deep, throaty moan from Stiles, which caused me to shiver. I had never heard his voice so deep before, it was so sexy.

“That feels so fucking good Y/N/N, please don’t stop.”

I began to maintain a steady speed, but I couldn’t take it any longer, and by the looks on his face, neither could he. So I began to start moving up and down fast really fast, making myself moan ever louder than before.

“Stiles” I screamed.

“Please scream my name again, I love that.”

“Stiles! Stiles I’m so close to-”

“Me too Y/N/N don’t stop. Keep going.”

I slowly keep increasing my speed and before we know it, we both reach our peak and his liquid fills me. I sloppily fall next to him. I can’t move. I try to get up but I can’t. I freeze. Stiles begins to sit up and sees that I’m frozen.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?”

“I can’t move Stiles, like at all.”

“You are so cute. It’s normal. I think it’s from the fatigue of you know, what we just did, which was amazing by the way.” He began to blush which made me blush too.

“Yeah it was pretty fantastic, hey?” You flashed a smile at Stiles and it made him chuckle.

“So um, I’ll just put some clothes on and we can head to school?”

“Sure Y/N/N, um but before you do that, I just need to know, what are we?” A kaleidoscope of butterflies filled my stomach. I had waited for this moment for so long, I never thought it would actually happen.

“Well what do you want to be Stiles?”

“Y/N/N ever since I laid eyes on you, and I mean like in person not like when I stalked you on social media before you even came to our high school, anyway, I want you to be my girlfriend Y/N/N, will you please be my girlfriend?”

“Stiles Stilinski, you have no idea how long I have waited for you to ask me.”

He responds by pressing his lips to mine. “Let’s get to school.”


We finally arrived at school and just as we began walking up the stairs, he grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with me. We walk through the big glass Beacon Hills high school doors and see the pack staring at us, jaws practically on the floor. We walk over to them.

“Heyy guys.” Scott winks at us.

“Hey Scott.” Stiles and I say in unison and we just laugh at each other, Stiles presses a kiss to my forehead.

“Oh my god, finally!” Lydia exclaims, “I can’t even smell chemosignals but I didn’t even need to it was so obvious and finally! Congrats guys.” Lydia raised an eyebrow and smirked at me. She was my best friend, she knew exactly what happened here.

“Anyways, first period is about to start, Stiles and I have econ so we better get going before coach yells at us. See you guys later. ”Scott beings to walk and so does Stiles, but he quickly tells Scott to wait and he comes back to me and places a quick peck on my lips, then runs back over to Scott.

Nothing else in the world mattered to me at this very moment, I had finally gotten what I wanted, to be with the love of my life, Mieczyslaw Stiles Stilinski and after waiting two agonizing, painful years, I finally got him.

gayamericanoutlaw  asked:

Hi! Do you have any recommendations for detective/crime/noir-type novels? (YA or Adult is fine)

I will eventually go back to making these pretty and graphic BUT I want to just do some when I have time. You are awesome for being so patient! I love this genre of books, but I am a bit old school in that I haven’t read a lot of recent ones. Here are some of my favorites, though! I hope some of these spark your interest! 

1. When the Bough Breaks by Jonathan Kellerman - Alex Delaware series- definitely gets better from the first one on, but I love this series. I especially love listening to John Rubenstein reading it! 

2. Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King - I didn’t really think he had this one in him, but I really enjoyed it! Great detective novel! 

3. Catch Me by Lisa Gardner- I love her books for fast, quick mysteries! I really enjoy the detective in this series. This is actually number 6, but I didn’t read them in order. 

4. The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins - This one is a bit popular now due to the movie and bestseller nature of it, but I would definitely check it out if you haven’t. I really enjoyed listening to this one on audiobook. 

5. Night Film by Marisha Pessl- This was a really interesting book from a really interesting author. Definitely recommend it! 

6. The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler- This is my favorite classic/noir type book. Lovee it! I haven’t read the rest of the ones in this series, but I need to. 

Who has others they want to recommend?


week one | 1st - 8th January

my first ever weekly spread! i wasn’t too sure what to do with the space on the right page, so i ended up doing a quick sketch of Noora from Skam which is what i was watching that week. not the prettiest spread, but i am proud of it nevertheless ♡

I have an eye appointment today and I am dreading D R E A D I N G the goddamn glaucoma test. For those that don’t know what this torture test is…they PUFF AIR INTO YOUR EYE!! INTO YOUR EYE!!! INTO. YOUR. EYE! I hate it so freaking much, and my anxiety and trust issues sky rocket. Oh…and it doesn’t puff air one time and you are done. Oh no, the powers that be gave you two eyes and you have to let them do it to the other one afterward the first eyeball has been violated.  

Our Little Secret/// Sirius Black x Reader

Originally posted by cute-guysxx

Request: Hey,Could you do a reader x Sirius fic in which the reader is a popular Slytherin (she’s in the quidditch team and therefore James doesn’t like her) and because of that Sirius doesn’t tell the Marauders of his feelings and everyone is very suprised when they first go out? Love your other fics!  ( @sanna27 )

A/N: Hey dear! I am so so so sorry that I’m just now getting this done. Thank you, I’m glad you enjoy the other stuff I write as well. I’m so happy that you requested something. I do all requests so request something you’d like for me to write and I’ll write it. Enjoy!


    “Honestly, she’s not even that good at Quidditch,” James went on. 

   “You’re only mad because she beat you, by a lot,” Remus replied. 

    “Moony, shut up. You don’t even pay attention to Quidditch, you just come and read. What do you know?” 

    “Fine then, Padfoot what do you think.” Sirius had barely heard him. He was absentmindedly staring at you from across the Great Hall. 

   “Padfoot,” Remus said for a second time. Sirius’ eyes flitted to Remus. 


   “You know (Y/N), right? Don’t you think she’s a fantastic Quidditch player,”Remus asked. 

   “Oh yeah. She’s great at lots of things,”he mumbled under his breath. 

   “What was that,”James asked. 

   “Nothing. I was just saying I think she’s a fantastic Quidditch player.” Sirius looked back over at you and saw you staring right at him. I smile made it’s way to his lips. 

   “Great you too! It’s like all of my friends are against me,”James shouted. 

   “You need to accept the fact that someone is just as good at Quidditch as you.” 

   Sirius let their conversation fade into the background again as he continued to make eye contact with you. Slowly you rose from your table and made your way  to the exit. 

   “I just remember I’ve got some homework to finish, I’ll see you guys later.” Before they could ask him any questions he was nearly out the door. 

   Sirius barely caught you slipping around the corner. He picked up his pace to catch up with you. When he reached you he wrapped his hand around your waist and pulled you into him. 

   “Where do you think you’re going love?” He pressed a kiss to your cheek from behind. You spun around and smirked at him. 

   “I missed you.” You pressed your lips to his gently. You grabbed his hand and led him down the hall. 

   “Where are you taking me?” 

   “I want to spend some time with you and my dorm’s completely empty so I thought we’d go there.” 

    In no time you arrived in your dorm. Sirius kept kissing you passionately. You pulled back slightly to look at him. His eyebrow drew up slightly. 

   “What’s wrong,”he asked. 

   “Just wondering, when do you plan on telling your friends about us? It has been a month now.” Sirius rested his head on your shoulder, letting out a sigh. 

   “I will, I will. I swear I will. You just gotta give me a little time, love. They just won’t understand. James, especially.”

   “Oh, is he still bitter because I beat him at our last Quidditch match? He does know that at this rate Slytherin’ll win the house cup in no time.” 

   “See, love, it’s stuff like that. Those snide little comments. You’ve gotta be cordial.” 

   “I can’t be cordial until you introduce me to them and if they know we don’t have to go all day ignoring each other.” 

   “That’s a fantastic point.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll do it, I promise.”

   “She’s not even that good. She’s just got a good broom, is all.” 

   “Doesn’t she have the same broom as you?” 

   “Moony, pipe down.” 

   They sat on the very edge of the Black Lake trying to study. Sirius saw you, just  about twenty feet away from himself, studying with your friends. When you noticed him you gave him a little wave. He simply smiled at you. 

    You got up and without bothering to make an excuse Sirius followed. He caught up with you just behind the entrance of Hogwarts. He tugged you towards him and kissed you. 

   “Have you told them,”you asked. 

   “Not yet, I will th-” Before he could finish his sentence a loud gasp came from behind you. 

   “Are you kidding me, Padfoot? You and her, really?” Sirius looked at James with a startled expression. This soon disappeared and he looked extremely calm. 

   “Listen, I know she’s not your favorite person but I love her so-”

   “So you’re dating (Y/N)?” 

   “Of course he is. It was rather obvious. I knew after a week,”Remus said. 

   “Moony! You didn’t tell me!” Remus shrugged. 

   “It wasn’t my job to tell you.” 

   James looked between you and Sirius, assessing what to say next. 

   “Fine…but I want you to tell me how you keep beating me on at Quidditch. Don’t tell anyone though.” 

   Sirius smiled at you. “He’s already warming up to you.”

ediosodactilo  asked:

I am a mom and recently found out that I am a trans guy, so to the buddy that has his doubts, yes, you can be a mom and a trans guy too, my children are super supportive with me they don't care they just love, I know our situations are different, I was mother first and then realized that I'm trans but all in this life is valid, you can do wathever you want

Thank you so much for submitting this. It’s really great when others submit their experiences so that the community can see it’s totally okay. 

I appreciate you!


So I tend to feel immensely grateful towards things such as tagging/mentions/anything of the sort that lets me know someone likes my stuff or my blog. (Don’t know why, it’s just the way I am) : )

Naturally, my day brightened significantly when I saw my avatar included in @plaidshirtjimkirk‘s ‘Tumblr Crushes’ post and my first thought was WUT, HOW???? (Because by default I typically regard myself as unworthy, especially considering that I, too, am crushing big time on their blog as well)~

Therefore, to show my mutual affection, I could think of no other way to reflect my feels than by doing one of the few things I’m generally good at: drawing~ And so I decided to settle on drawing @plaidshirtjimkirk a chibi Spock, which I wish I could’ve worked on a little more than I was able to but despite that I think he still came out fine (please pardon the awkward handwriting and anything else that may look off)~ 

Here’s me hoping that little Spock gets the message across~ ! ;) <3 <3

Leaving off with the reaction I gave when I saw that post:

tfw one of your own tumblr crushes lists you as one of their tumblr crushes

Okay so !!! I’m in a bit of a pickle right now. I’m going to the States for the first time in like … almost a month and I am in dire need of some extra money, bc booooy what I have definitely isn’t gonna cut it.

So !! Emergency commissions ensue !! I’ll be doing a bunch of these, I don’t really have any slots in mind (given that it’s exam time for me now, so I’m staying at home for the most part and can squeeze ‘em into my schedule. considering I get any)

But yeah !! I’ll be doing simple commissions like these X / X / X / X with veeery negotiable prices, but I’m looking at 20/25/30€ depending on bust, waist or full body + how much detail and what kinda thing you wanna have (obvs. sketch, lineart and base color will be cheaper - those prices are for fully colored n shaded stuffs). Will also do pretty much anything, canon, oc, you name it !!

… so yes !! uh, even if you’re not interested, a reblog/signal boost would help a ton !!

Thank you !!!

I have five days off

I deleted the Outlook app on my phone so I don’t absent-mindedly check my work email. I’m sure the first thing I do on Tuesday morning is reinstall the app, but for five days I’ll be blissfully ignorant about work. I’m prepared to reply to all coworkers with this text, too:

Hello! I am on vacation! Liz would be happy to address all of your questions and concerns. I’ll be back in the shop on Tuesday!


hi me again, i’m so annoying srry

I made my very first makeup tutorial today and I wanted to share it with you all! As well…………………. I am brainstorming for the 6th chapter of Back Up if I do end up having time for it!!! ………………. OK BYE SEE YA ILY ALL

anonymous asked:

I'm hella tired emotionally rn, so could I request how, maybe the first /main/3 joes (jonathan, Joseph and jotaro) headcannons to finding out that their best friend is emotional numb and smiling and laughing is how they cope? (o w o ) if that's okay

Ahhh this is a kinda hard one but I’m not gonna pass it up bc friend I have been there, I am still there,, so I’m answering this one first,, (sorry if they aren’t too good though, I’m on my phone writing these + I just woke up,,)

~ Jonathan: Is actually really sad to learn that his best friend is actually feeling this way, and how clueless he was. They SEEMED happy. Now all he wants to do is hug them. He wants them to actually be happy, because they’re his best friend, and he loves and cares about them.
~ Joseph: Like Jonathan, Joseph is rather distraught. But he’s also one of the ‘fake it until you make it’ kind of guy- So he gives his best friend similar advice, even though it really pains him to know what they’re actually going through.
~ Jotaro: Jotaro isn’t really sure how exactly to react when he figures out how vacant his best friend’s feelings actually are. So he doesn’t say anything, but he does care. He awkwardly hugs them, and ends up telling them that he’ll be there for them and everything.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I am also a medstudent in Europe and I love your instagram/tumblr so much, it has helped me a lot through these 3 years. I also thought of starting a studyblr but I wanted to ask you, how do you keep it active and why did you start it in first place? Also, how and what did you post when you first made your blog?

Ohh, thank you for your kind words! <3
Basically it all started on tumblr, with me making a page for myself, where I kept track of how much I studied. So I just posted a photo of my desk each time I studied. Now its kinda just a part of my study routine, but there are for sure plenty of photos I dont post because Im not happy with them, and sometimes I take several photos that I like, and post them on days when I don’t study. I try to post something everyday, but now its kinda hard because of rotations.  But hopefully when I go back to full school mode & it gets lighter outside, I might be able to get back to taking more photos that I’m happy with :D 

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RULES: Tell your followers 11 random facts about yourself, and tag 11 people in return! Tag backs are allowed, but you mustn’t repeat any of the facts you mentioned previously!

Here we go hoo boy got a lot of tag things today lmao

1. Since they both do height first, well, mine is 177 cm

2. I have an older sister but sadly she has down syndrome. On the bright side she passed cooleg so thats good :O

3. I am A self thought drawer x) I had a friend when i was back in 5th grade selling her book on “how to draw” i still have that book somewhere. after that i just doodle

4. I stopped drawing when i was last time in the minecraft fandom. I didnt draw for 2 years but Undertale made me actually want to improve my art.

5. I possibly have diabetes cuz im stupid lmao. also i have the possibility to turn blind in the next year if im not careful. My eyeball pressure is high D:

6. I also wear glasses and im a lil’ pudgy

7. I have no idea what im gonna do for my future or my job. It feels dark

8. I also almost drowned at a pool because i got too stupid and excited and jumped in the big boys pool when i was 7. Which brings the reason i kinda dont like swimming ( i can swim tho)

9. I used to want to be a Lets player lmao. can be seen in my youtube channel but i stopped.

10. I have so many art senpais its not even funny whyareyallsotalentedLETMEABSORBIT

11. I like chewing on tissue.

welp gotta tag some peeps now

@under-the-bluu @spooksmoose @fireflysummers @firereddragon @renrink

@pomnoichu @cha-ray 

anonymous asked:

Hii!! I love LOVE reading your prompts. Just wondering if you could write about the time when Noora texts Isak about Even not coming out of the room at all and what follows after. I just think about this a lot. Thank you!! ❤❤❤

hey!! aw thank you so much!!!

yeah i’m sure that whole situation was weird. noora was probably freaking out a little bit bc it seemed like even was getting better and suddenly on her shift, he’s bad again. she must’ve been thinking like what did i do wrong?? is this my fault?? what am i supposed to do??? ahhh?! but she’s not the type to be impulsive, so she checks in with isak first about what to do and all that.

i think she probably took isak’s advice and tried not to too nervous - that closed door makes her nervous no matter what though, bc you can’t really know what’s going on and she doesn’t know even or his mental illness well enough to know what he’s capable of doing or how bad he can get. she reassures herself that he’s probably just sleeping, but there were probably lots of moments where she walked past the door, hesitated, wondered if maybe she should check on him, and then remembered that its best to just leave him be. she made tea for him twice but when she got no response from knocking on the door, she overthought it and just didn’t want to bother him so she left him alone with a remember that there’s water and food and anything you might need right here!! 

yeah she was probably on a little bit of an edge, a little restless and feeling very helpless, until isak came home, bc fuck, finally there’s someone who at least looks like he knows what he’s doing and can do something. 

noora. what a sweet, anxious girl. always wondering if there’s something more that she could be doing. when isak comes home and thanks her, and he seems genuinely grateful, she feels a little better tho. like she did do something - she told isak and now isak has it under control. i love her i hope she figures out a better way for her to help even out in the future, i think they could be super good for each other <3

Y’all…i got my first cyclocross bike…I didn’t know how I could love bike commuting more, and then I got this dude that lets me venture off of paved roads once in a while on my rides into work/class/whatever. I’ve never felt so free and unafraid of Pittsburgh potholes!!!

Also, I generally am cautious of being associated with mainly bikes or being referred to as “that bike dude” because there is a lot of other stuff that I do in life (I’m not even a hardcore cyclist I just commute) - but I have literally spent the past year trying to open up a bike shop at my university and these past two weeks talking about bikes non-stop to people because we need money…I dunno maybe I am a bit nervous about this bein my legacy at this school but maybe it is better than not having a legacy here at all!!! Idk tbh who knows

Part of the universe.

When you got swallowed by darkness
You still resisted
It was so strange
At first you consisted of
And now you’re gone
You left us
Like I was nonexistent
I bet you would apologise
Since I am still here
Not that it matters anymore
You as dust sucked between the stars
Unlike the mess you left us in
Myself alive I think
Do you wish you hadn’t? Do you
Do you?


Part of the Universe requires careful reading. It is a monologue and the message within it comes to you after you read it more than once. You could easily get lost in the train of thought of the speaker. 

The style reads like how thoughts flow and to understand a person’s thoughts requires some degree of empathy. The title gives us the first clue as to what the poem could be about. Honestly, anything I’m going to say is pure conjecture because this poem could be about death and it could be about the end of a love affair or both. 

Our  speaker is in despair. A theme of sadness and loneliness runs through the poem. The speaker is talking to someone who died (perhaps through suicide). It appears the speaker feels betrayed that the person who died or left would choose to do so, highlighting the effects suicide/death has on friends, family, and the community.

Edits (punctuation and mechanics)

When you got swallowed by darkness,
You still resisted.
It was so strange.
At first, you consisted of
And now you’re gone,
You left us,
Like I was nonexistent. 
I bet you would apologise,
Since I am still here, 
Not that it matters anymore.
You, as dust, sucked between the stars,
Unlike the mess you left us in.
Myself, alive, I think.
Do you wish you hadn’t? Do you
Do you?