You know what I hate? When people think the only strong female characters are those who wear pants in medieval settings and know how to fight with a sword. Why do people only support women who act like men? Like Sophie Turner said, root for the girls who wear dresses and are intellectually very strong.
what did faris look like before being in sans' body?
I finally drew him =u= Sorry it took so long to show his original look. I had drawn him a few times before, but he wasn’t coming out right. I think I was going through an art block or something xD
When his wings aren’t in use, they hook onto his shoulders and appear like drapery in the back. From a profile, his head looks a bit like a flagged music note, which is intentional because his species were known for their melodies.
Because their bodies were considered incorporeal, they didn’t wear clothing (they’d only wear clothes if they were made from magic, but it wasn’t common. At least they got nothing to hide xD).
I’m actually kind of nervous showing this because he may not be how people imagined him to look .__. but this is pretty much how I pictured him.
A Concept: Will Byers borrows Mike Wheeler’s jacket on an unexpectedly windy spring afternoon, forgets to return it to him, and ends up wearing it to school the next day. Mike can’t stop glancing surreptitiously at Will all day with a soft smile and adoring eyes, his heart aching sweetly in his chest as Will pushes the too-long sleeves up over his hands to be able to write in class.
Mike tells Will to keep it when he tries to give it back, and it’s worth all the grief his mom gives him about losing his jacket when he leans in to hug Will, delicate and small in a jacket that smells like Mike - ivory soap and fruity chewing gum and warm, soft affection that rolls off of him in waves as he intertwines his fingers with Will’s under the soft fabric of his sleeves.
au in which helen and gabe tease philip for wearing lukas’ clothes
When Lukas first asked him if he wanted to keep the jacket for a while, Philip felt silly. The thing was too big for Lukas, and far too big for Philip.
But the nightmares refused to cease, and Philip was willing to try anything, so he said yes.
Lukas told him that sometimes he’d pull an old shirt or jacket from his mother’s things and bundle it beneath his head as a pillow; he said it kept the darkness away.
Philip tugged his own shirt off, and pulled the large and incredibly bright green and blue sweatshirt on over his head, before climbing beneath the covers and turning off his lamp. He settled into the mattress, and after a moment of hesitation, drew the sleeve of the jacket over his hand, bringing the excess fabric up to his nose. He closed his eyes, and kept the fabric pressed to his cheek and mouth.
I get really dysphoric about my chest (afab nb) but only while wearing clothes?? Like taking a shower isnt an issue and I dont get dysphoric then but whenever my chest isnt flat when Im wearing a shirt or something i hate it and I feel really gross?? Is this normal body dysphoria or something else?
“Uh,” Aaron says, pushing the door closed with his foot. “What is she wearing?”
Robert’s currently knelt in the living room, tying a bandana around Nymeria’s neck. She’s incredibely patient, but then she has to be, living in a house where kids come through on a regular basis. Besides, despite belonging to Liv and Aaron, she’s always trailing after Robert when he lets her.
“Isn’t it cool?” Robert says, grinning.
Aaron’s ashamed to say he recognises the crest on the bandana. He sighs, tossing his keys on the sideboard and bending to untie his boots. “Rob, I say this with love, but no, cool is not what I would call it.”
There’s a look of outrage and irritation on Robert’s face, but then he wraps an arm around Nymeria’s neck and pouts. “Really?”
Nymeria’s giving Aaron a look that’s too much to pass up. His phone still in his hand, he unlocks it and quickly snaps a picture, Robert’s outraged shout startling Nymeria. She moves away, padding through the kitchen to the open back door.
“Dogs don’t wear clothes,” Aaron says, sliding his phone back into his pocket.
“It’s not clothes,” Robert points out, pushing himself to his feet and looking after Nymeria. Aaron almost wants to take another picture of that fond expression, one Robert always claims isn’t there whenever he looks at their dog. “More an accessory.”
Aaron raises his eyebrows and slides an arm around Robert’s hip, tugs him forward. “I thought you were done buying gifts for my ridiculous dog?”
Robert makes a face and shrugs, though there’s a smile tugging at his lips. “Our ridiculous dog?”
“Oh?” Aaron presses a small kiss to his mouth, jerks his head towards the back door. “Our dog who wears your favourite show accessories?”
“Hey,” Robert says, affecting another, less effective pout. “She’s named after a Stark! It’s her favourite show.”
Aaron makes a face, then laughs. “Pretty sure she only sticks around when you and Liv are watching for the snacks you sneak her.”
“What snacks?” Robert says, innocent expression in place that Aaron doesn’t believe for a second.
“Uh-huh,” Aaron says, tugging Robert back in for a kiss, sliding a hand into Robert’s hair. It deepens, Robert’s tongue sliding against his teeth, his tongue -
-when they’re promptly interrupted by a black streak shooting between them and the scattering of legs in the kitchen as Nymeria comes running in after.
“Dixie!” Robert yells, as his mess of a cat slams into the table under the window and knocks a vase to the floor.
“Nymeria!” Aaron snaps, grabbing hold of Nymeria’s new scarf.
Their eyes meet, one holding a hissing bundle of black fur, the other straining to keep hold of a massive dog, and can’t help but smile; it might be a mess half of the time, but definitely not something they’d ever give up.
Is it a common thing (or even a thing at all) for asexual cis women to not like their boobs? I've always preferred clothes that cover up my body because I don't want anyone looking at me sexually (also I just feel exposed without them), but recently I've noticed that even when I'm alone I prefer wearing loose things that don't emphasise my chest (which is small anyway). I feel like I'm being internally misogynistic because breasts aren't sexual so I'm objectifying my own body.
I actually have a friend who´s ace and a cis woman (or at least unsure about the gender) who also hates her boobs. I´m not sure if it´s a common thing tho, I have a rather neutral feeling towards my own boobs. Maybe if you´d wanted to and some day have the money to, you could get your boobs operated off with surgery if that makes you feel better?
Tho I get where you´re comin from, how are you ace followers with boobs feeling about your boobs?
Beast!Rey and Beauty!Kylo Reylo AU Ficlet: “The Changeling”
So I had this headcanon for forever now after I wrote “The Quiet Hour” that Rey wouldn’t normally be able to wear delicate clothing because her claws would catch and tear on the fabric. When she sees the dress on Kylo, she gets excited because she can look at what a dress looks like in motion and she can wear it vicariously through him. (She originally didn’t choose for him to wear the dress. The magic furniture just caught him and stuffed him in the dress before he ran away and she saw him on the stairs.)
I wanted to explore how Rey would feel being able to finally wear the dress and I had been meaning to write it for a while. I had too much tea last night, so I couldn’t sleep and decided to write to kill time. Here are the fruits of my caffeine-fueled bender.
What always bothers me about when Kara is wearing her super suit under clothes is that the parts of the sleeves that usually loop around her thumbs aren't there. Where does she hide parts of her sleeves? Rolled up? Does she take the time to tuck her thumbs into the sleeves every time she does a shirt rip?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE SHE’S GOT A BULKY AF BACK BC WHERE THE SHIT DOES HER CAPE GO, BRUH?
DOES SHE CARRY A BACKPACK WITH HER SUIT INSIDE WHENEVER SHE WEARS SLEEVELESS DRESSES
DOES SHE HAVE WINN GO AROUND AND COLLECT HER CLOTHES AFTER SHE JUST STRIPS IN THE STREET OR DOES SHE LEAVE THEM THERE
Anyways @ trans gay/bi guys who enjoy feminine stuff and presenting feminine, I love y'all
Like whether you’re coloring in your eyebrows, wearing mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow, etc. Or wearing feminine clothes like skirts, dresses, crop tops, etc. Or painting your nails. Wearing perfume. Like just having a feminine style, I just love y'all.
Because for so long I denied my transness because of how much I love feminine things: the sweet smell of perfume, mascara and eyeshadow, lipgloss and painted nails, wearing croptops with skirts or short shorts. And when I would tell cis authority figures in my life they’d tell me “no you’re not a boy if you like dressing and wearing feminine things.” And it’s just?? Why?? Cis gay guys wear feminine things even if it’s a little bit of make up and some tight clothes? They get praised but I’m not allowed to be feminine and be a man?
I honestly just really feel for trans guys, whether their transitioned or not, who love feminine stuff. Y'all are handsome as hell honestly, and the make up just adds onto your masculinity, not take away from it. And we can say we have gay pride while doing it too.
If cis gay/bi guys can present feminine and have it seen as progressive, then trans gay/bi guys can too.
(Someone looks very handsome in white. Dest is going to have to go through her cousin’s clothes an make sure he has more white things to wear. An very striking with the Heavens Ward armor. The poor bean might end up making me level Dark Knight for him as well here eventually. Still something I am thinking on. Been making some MSQ progress on him when I am not fooling around because my mood is still up and down.)
I feel like I can't accurately use my masculine behavior as a child as proof I'm trans because I was raised in a super sexist cult where gender roles were strictly adhered to. Like, women had to wear loose clothing, not tshirt or tank tops (damn those sexy shoulders) and ur only purpose was to marry. It's hard for me to know whether I genuinely showed signs when I was a kid or if I was just acting against the system.
When it comes down to it what you did and what you liked as a kid dont really matter. They dont determine whether you are trans or not. Some have always known, others didnt. Some dont realise they’re trans til their 20s, 30s, 40s +. Neither scenario is more or less valid than the other. You dont have to have always known. You dont have to have shown ‘signs’ as a kid. You may have been masculine then but you dont need to prove that to be trans. Any decent therapist, doctor etc should know that but they should understand your situation anyway even if that was the case when you are in a strict environment like that its not a simple matter. It very well may be rebellion against it as will be the case for some or it could have just been expression of your gender. Its not something you really need to worry about either way as its not really proof of anything. How you feel now is what matters
HOW DOES NO ONE ELSE IN DETENTION EVER SEE THESE FIVE KIDS TOSSING PIECES OF PAPER AROUND LIKE FUCKING SHURIKENS
NOT TO MENTION THOSE KIDS NEVER GO ANYWHERE ANYMORE WITHOUT WEARING AT LEAST ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING WITH THEIR COLOUR
PLUS… THESE KIDS DIDN’T KNOW EACH OTHER UNTIL TWO WEEKS AGO, WHEN THEY SUDDENLY STARTED HANGING OUT IF YOUVE EVER BEEN TO SCHOOL YOU KNOW THAT STUFF GETS NOTICED, ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S TWO FORMER POPULAR KIDS SUDDENLY CHILLING WITH THREE SOCIAL ‘NOBODIES’. THEY START HANGING OUT, SHOWING UP WITH CUTS AND BRUISES AND SHIT, AND WEIRD STUFF HAPPENING LIKE THE BULLY GETTING KNOCKED OUT COLD BY BILLY’S FOREHEAD, THE GODDAMN CAFETERIA SMOKING UP, A BUNCH OF KIDS SCURRYING AROUND UP MOUNTAIN SIDES LIKE SPIDERS AND A MASSIVE. FUCKING. MACHINE RIPPING THROUGH THE LANDSCAPE WITH A SHRIEKING TEENAGER INSIDE.
THEN BOOM SUDDENLY THERE’S FIVE OF THESE POWER RANGERS: ALL WITH THE SAME BODY SHAPES AS THIS SURPRISING QUINTET, TWO CLEARLY FEMALE, THREE CLEARLY MALE THANKS TO UNNECESSARY BOOB PLATES??? PLUS NO ONE SEES OR HEARS FROM JASON, KIM, BILLY, ZACK OR TRINI FOR THE ENTIRE BATTLE.
AND LIKE.. THE SUITS DON’T EVEN DISGUISE THEIR VOICES. THEIR FACES ARE COMPLETELY COVERED BUT THEIR VOICES ARE CLEAR AND RECOGNISABLE. EVEN OLIVER WITH HIS SHITTY BLACK GREASE PAINT THOUGHT TO CHANGE HIS VOICE.
there’s definitely some weird clause in the never reveal your identity that means they can’t actively tell people or show them, but ehhh subtle hints and leaving everything to some basic level sleuthing is fine
can’t reveal your identity if people work it out for themselves
My mother was saying that I was better and more normal as a teenager than I am now
I asked her if she remembered any of my high school days
She did not, which I don’t hold against her because when I was a teenager she had two toddlers and a much more ‘obviously autistic’ child than I was, and I was kind of invisible when I wasn’t parenting
So, here’s a sample of what she missed out on:
Me wearing my school clothes for weeks on end, including to sleep, without washing or ironing them at all
Me sitting on the floor outside a building to read a book, multiple times, and having to be explicitly told to not read there
Me being incomprehensible, because I spoke almost entirely in quotes from things and mostly behaved in ways I’d seen or read about because I literally didn’t know how to be normal
Me not being able to summon the executive function to do homework EVER except literally minutes before the deadline, and a lot of the time not even then
Me having no concept of when any of my lessons were, except in relation to each other
Me getting in trouble for laughing uncontrollably during lessons for no reason that I could identify, and then getting in more trouble because being nervous also made me laugh
Me shutting down in school so frequently that it was common knowledge that I was a drug addict who was high as fuck all the time and that’s why I was on another plane of existence
Me giving random people anything they wanted if they asked, including my lunch and my money
Me freaking out over completely inconsequential stuff, like different versions of library books
Me arguing with teachers over semantics and not knowing at all when to stop/not being able to understand concepts if there was even a tiny thing wrong with the explanation
Me just being a completely bizarre and unsettling person in general
And this isn’t even touching upon my primary school days
So yeah… I feel like if I hadn’t been invisible and also physically ill in many ways during school, I may have been diagnosed a lot sooner
“The one I loved most was my last son. My other children were even jealous of our attachment. When he was very young, he would hang out the window and call to me as I left for the office. And when I arrived, I would find his toys in my briefcase. We remained close as he grew older. He was the one who always called me. He was always checking on me. He was always taking me to lunch. But then one day I went to the bank, and a lot of my money was missing. He had been stealing from me. He was falsifying my signature. When I confronted him, he begged on his knees for forgiveness. Then I started getting phone calls. He owed money to people who were threatening to kill him. I went into the slums to find the loan sharks and pay off his debts. I paid them all, with interest. I used to wear nice clothes. I used to have a nice apartment. Now I’m left with nothing but my pension. And my credit is ruined. I sold all my belongings and I’m hiding from him. When I go to sleep at night, I wonder how he is doing. I wonder if he is safe. But I can’t see him. Because if I see him, I will help him again.”
-pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose with his pointer finger.
-looks down when he smiles.
-never finishes books. Piles of dog-eared, half-read books all over his flat.
-picks lint off of other peoples’ clothing without their permission.
-wears as little clothing as possible at all times.
-smells kind of like spices. And apples.
-cannot even do basic math.
-he really likes kisses. Like a lot. Someone please stop him.
-reads with his glasses poised on the tip of his nose.
-not a fan of tucking. Neither sheets nor shirts, but he does tuck Draco into bed on occasion.
-rough sex. All the time. His favorite.
-laughs loudly and often.
-sometimes forgets that everything is okay. Draco reminds him daily.
-long, hot showers.
-very much in love with Draco Malfoy. He’s doing alright.