#- gabi talks

[persephonesfill]

it's a dance fever (live from madison square garden) kind of night. can't wait to bop and then cry and repeat for 1 hour and 44 minutes. do you have any thoughts on this plan

i absolutely recommend this albeit with a few tweaks. dance fever is best listened to during

a). a full moon

b). an eclipse

c). a thunderstorm

d). all of the above

consult with your weather god of choice 💖

[plastic-surgeon-gabi]

Hello!! I’m Gabi Kramer, I’m a plastic surgeon at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, and my pronouns are she/they!! I’m also a lesbian.

I specialize in transgender healthcare, including gender affirming surgery and HRT.

I went to Stanford majoring in biology, and Stanford medical school, before completing residency at Johns Hopkins Hospital, where I then moved on to a few different clinics before settling in at PPTH.

I’m originally from Seattle, Washington, and I currently live with my friend in New Jersey! I’ve created and assisted with several support programs for pre and post-op including mental, emotional, and physical health services.

I’ve seen many of my other coworkers creating blogs here, so I figured I’d do the same :) feel free to send asks, specifically about my area of work, but anything really. Please no nsfw, but discussion of gender reassignment surgeries is allowed! Just don’t be graphic :)

A few fun facts ⇨

• Chappell Roan stan

• had a firework…incident..as a teen

[admin here! I’m Evan @1mlostnow , my pronouns are he/him, and I talk in regular text and brackets. Gabi speaks in pink, interacting with other members of @ppth-staff, check out their blogs! I also run Bird’s blog, @head-of-forensics ]

[More info here!]

[staff list here]

[burnmywholelifedown]

happy "I wake up and it’s October the loss is yours" day to all who celebrate

[stxr-thxif]

agggtm s2 confirmedddd !!!!!

[deerdens]

me explaining to my loved ones why my happiness is contingent on me remaining oblivious to whatever happens in my favorite shows after i stop watching them

[timeanddivision]

venting here a little cause i just want a quiet place to complain:

im genuinely kindda upset twitt shadowbanned me after i got such a positive reception from a comic i thought was kindda weak (artistically speaking)

as much as i wanna be frustrated that they cucked me from an audience that showed so much interest in an idea im passionate about, i think this is a good indicator that i need to not post for a while. ive noticed the way i chronically refresh my feed for a recent comic that got nothing in terms of engagement and its been so disheartening (mostly because i know its not even the comics fault, its literally cause twitt shut me up).

regardless, i think i might need to take two weeks off from twitt. bsky and tumblr have been very supportive, and i appreciate it. will probably post my stuff there still until i feel comfy going on twitt again.

[duffslut]

Axl rose, Donatella Versace & Naomi Campbell

[thetriangletattoo]

let me dream

[ingravinoveritas]

Posted by request | David dancing in a studio, 2022 vs. 2024.

[dosieslesbian]

BLACKSWAN ☆ ROLL UP

[persephonesfill]

Tony’s love handles and how much Steve loves handling them, the softer the better

i meant to do bullet points and instead this post spiraled so enjoy domestic husbands anon 💖

Steve wakes up to the sun shining in his face and the smell of smoke, which means one of two things. Either someone has flash-bombed his house, or Tony's trying to cook by himself again.

Steve rolls over, blinking the sleep from his eyes. The right side of the bed is dreadfully empty, the Tony-shaped space wanting to be filled.

Option two is looking more likely.

A quick stretch has his shoulders popping with a a satisfying crack, then he's out of bed, pulling on the nearest pair of sweatpants he can find. Tony's, by the size of them; the cuffs stop well above his ankles, the fabric fitting snugly around his waist. Not that Tony will care. After nearly a decade of knowing each other boundaries like personal clothing stop existing.

His search for his shirt bares no fruit and he doesn't care enough to pull one out of the dresser. Not when the smell of smoke is growing even thicker and he hasn't seen hide nor hair of his husband.

"FRIDAY, should I call the fire department?"

"No, Captain Rogers. Boss has DUM-E on standby."

"Not a Captain anymore," Steve grumbles under his breath, but he knows it's no use arguing. FRIDAY is more like her maker than she even realizes. " You'd think after all these years, Tony would put someone else on fire extinguisher duty. DUM-E just douses him every time."

"It makes DUM-E feel important," FRIDAY says in a way that Steve knows it to be the truth. Tony's creations had an endearing quality to them. Personalities and flaws so achingly human. For all of Tony's blustering, they're all Tony's children. And Steve's.

"I think they both like it," Steve announces his presence in the kitchen. "It's how they bond."

Tony's facing the stove, scraping something charred beyond repair (eggs? pancakes?) onto a plate. He's wearing Steve's missing t-shirt and his sweatpants. Thief.

"My ears are burning," Tony says, and Steve can't resist getting a jab in.

"So are your eggs."

"These are pancakes," Tony pokes at the goop on the plate like it's going to will any flavor back into the briquettes he calls pancakes.

Steve comes up behind him, until Tony's back comes flush with his chest. He slides his hand under his—Tony's, now—shirt, for the soft flesh he knows hides underneath.

Tony's tummy is beautifully, blessedly soft and full to the touch.

Tony stiffens, still self-conscious after all these years and that just won't do.

The image of Tony, pale and gaunt and halfway dead still haunts him at night.

He'll take Tony as he is, silver hair to tug and love handles to caress, and full of life.

"None of that," Steve whispers into his ear. Tony shivers and relaxes into Steve's grasp, a rabbit waltzing right into snare. Steve doesn't mind playing the hunter from time to time.

He drops a kiss on top of Tony's head, buries his face in his god awful bed hair and breathes.

[plastic-surgeon-gabi]

I love older patients.

I just did a 54 y/o man’s top surgery. He’s been on HRT for 25 years and never wanted top surgery, until now. He said, “better late than never.” He was so excited about how proud his kids were.

Peace and love on planet earth :)

[burnmywholelifedown]

asldkfjlsdkfd i caught feels watching the taylor swift megamix because it ended with "i'll tell you the truth but never goodbye". there's something so special about it ending with that line like it's a vow she's made to her fans 🥹

[xxplastic-cubexx]

cherik hallmark movie au send tweet

reading this roused a visceral reaction within me im so sorry if you had something wholesome in mind

[deerdens]

i cannot WAIT to introduce beth and daryl's kids in tanpfnh as adults

[lifeofmarvvel]

Supremely underrated but iconic dynamic is cousins who are close. Like, no, they're not technically siblings, but they're just as, if not more, close than any siblings they may have. Yes, they're willing to do anything for each other, to die for each other. Yes, it's going to make me sob my eyes out no matter what