#28/10/24

[viv-annelore]

[is-hinata-good-today]

october 28th, 2024

amazing, wonderful, perfect, brilliant, fantastic… hinata is all of the above today and so much more!!!

[yvernal]

Hair Growth

I think I'll let my hair grow.

I had long hair before starting my transition, down to my shoulder blades. The same length Mom has on that really pretty portrait of her and Aunt at Grandma's house.

When I started transitioning, the first thing I did was to cut them short. And then shorter. With my soft features, it was the easiest way to gain enough passing for people to ponder a bit before gendering me. It didn't work that well until my voice changed, but it was a viable first step.

The last time I had short hair was when I shaved them right before my top surgery. Without the ability to move nicely during the recovery period, it was the easiest way to make showers easier.

But I missed having long hair.

I was never too keen on intricate hairstyles. I can't braid to save my life and I have no idea how to pull up those pretty Viking braids I keep dreaming about. But I liked having long hair.

I have nice hair, despite that the texture changed quite a bit since I started my transition. It is still as thick and heavy as before, with that bad habit to grease quickly at the roots and flatten.... but it's also fluffier, somehow. Less straight, a bit wavier and when dried out naturally, I can get some nice loose curls and volume.

I did an underlight dye last august, that I'll redo in January or February to bleach the root again. Since I have a deep and warm chestnut brown paired with a pale skin, I decided to keep more of an autumnal color palette and went with a warm creamy blond. I like how it pairs with my natural color, my skin and my eyes.

It makes me feel pretty.

Recently, I wondered about how I'd look with longer hair. Loose curls flowing down my back, cream and brown intertwined. If this time I could learn how to make nice braids and try some of those hairstyles I dreamt about. At the same time, I can't help but wonder if the combo beard and longer hair won't make me look like a Jesus knockoff.

Though, I also found myself thinking about M, that one really nice guy who was in History bachelor with me some years ago. He had the longest hair I ever saw on a man, down to his hips, ebony black and smooth as ink.

I don't think I ever told him that I thought he was beautiful. I should have.

[rovingsolitarything]

28/10/24

Judgement

You aren’t being ignored, it’s just that sometimes the angels have trouble hearing you over their celestial cacophony harmonies. Just shout a bit louder, and the universe will see how hard you’re working.

- CJ

[arte-e-homoerotismo]

Le divan, watercolor, 28/10/24, 17cm x 11,6cm, (c) Renaud De Putter

Le divan, watercolor, 28/10/24, 17cm x 11,6cm, (c) Renaud De Putter

[jtl-fics]

Maybe some TBD? I read it for the first time last WIPW and now I'm hooked!

10/23/24 WIP Wednesday (Closed) | TBD AU

Andrew wakes up staring at the white ceiling of a hospital room. He knows this because it is not the first time that this has happened to him, he’s been here a few times at this point but in this moment he remembers the last truly memorable time that this had happened. He’d woken up with five years down the drain, turned his head and saw a gorgeous man who looked like he hadn’t slept in days.

If he hadn’t been such a fucking movie trope he would have stayed silent and he knows that man would have said something to make him realize that something was amiss. Instead he noticed how this man’s face shape was nearly identical to the suspicious freshman they had just gotten on the team. “Josten?”

He’d been too out of it still to really question the way Neil Josten’s entire face shattered at the sound of his last name. To question why he didn’t say a word or ever show up in front of Andrew again after he hit the call button that had the doctors coming in. Never showed up in front of Andrew again except in their dorm room.

Because it was their dorm room, even if Andrew hadn’t thought so at the time.

Neil Josten looked him in the eye for a second time and told him he was amazing after thanking him.

He turns his head to the side this time and sees Aaron and Katelyn asleep in the shitty plastic chairs. He’s surprised that Aaron would let Katelyn sleep in one considering how uncomfortable it must be, he dismisses that after a moment because Katelyn was probably the one who had insisted on being right here.

He turns his head to the other side.

Nothing.

But not the nothing he had wanted to see.

[nevermoorsource]

It’s been 3 years since we first learned the title for Silverborn: The Mystery of Morrigan Crow! The book will release in 2024/2025 depending on location.

[photozoi]

The Lord of All Hallows Eve and his dragon.

"Don't be askeerd, it is I, the Imp, and that is just Beorn in a dragon suit. We just like looking scary!"

the Imp, His IMPerial Majesty, Ruler of ALL the Things, Keeper of the Cookies and Master of Disguise. Also, apparently, the Lord of All Hallows. Frankly, I am having trouble keeping up with all of his titles.

Silken Windhound (and his stuffy bear)

[mikeywayarchive]

Instagram story by mikeyway

[Oct 28, 2024]

[warmfuzzyanimal]

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ─── hello! i'm tobi! i make animal art on the internet ^__^ 🌿 trans genderqueer dogfag thing, pronouns of it/he 🐛 i block at my own discretion, but bigots & exclusionists get blasted on sight 🌲 i'm a bit of an introvert but i love to talk, please don't be afraid to shoot me an ask or two! ^^ 🍃 my art is intended for adult audiences and Me<3 ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏

▹  art tag  ꕤ   kofi  ꕤ  carrd ◃    ▹  bluesky  ꕤ tips ꕤ  toyhouse ◃ ─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ─── wof

[royalarchivist]

Etoiles: [Typing in chat] Should I use dark metal, Federation? I stay roleplay. Tubbo: How do you get in there? Etoiles: I don't know! Aypierre: Oh– hello, Code! Tubbo: You got three! Etoiles: ...WHAT?! But it's not possible! [Laughs] It's- it's- it's humanly not possible! Like– [Laughs] Uh, ok!

Etoiles got all that he asked for and more. There are now three codes in the Coliseum, all regenerating health as they fight Etoiles.

[nctlistment-countdown]

412 days

[yvernal]

Suspended

There's an aching loneliness in the suspended moments. An indescriptible feeling of quiet longing for something I don't even know of.

The sky is pearly gray behind the translucent curtains, birds chirruping in the trees. The faint sound of the fridge humming, my own breath and the AC seems almost loud, oddly present. The things that should be a background noise are more than often the loudest ones.

The neighbors just got out, her door clenching loudly and dangling keys.

I breathe.

My tea is at that strange stage between not hot enough to burn but still too warm to be agreeable on the tongue. I put too much sugar in it. I always do.

In those moments, I have difficulties feeling "alive", if it makes some sort of sense. Here and present, breathing and heart beating but not... Not there, exactly.

Sometimes my life doesn't look like mine, and my body doesn't feel like mine. Like I am but a fleeting passenger, as seconds and minutes and hours pass.

I wonder if others have that type of problems, or if it's just a me problem, once again.

[musicxtrollhunters]

Day 2:

I need a big boy x gunmar the black

He's so bbg material 😩

/silly/hj

[project-deity]

my favorite holiday 💙

[jtl-fics]

Could I have some Smalls?

10/23/24 WIP Wednesday (Closed) | Smalls

This process repeats a few more times before Janie finally was in sight of the hallway where this entire stupid adventure had begun. After the third time that she’d dodged around Kevin she could have sworn he had started to look … happy? She sets it aside as something that she’s hallucinating due to the fact that she’s sweating buckets running around the stadium like this while in her protective gear.

She crosses the threshold of the girl’s locker room, makes a note to talk to Coach Wymack about the truly deplorable number of girl’s bathrooms in his fancy stadium, and collapses onto the blissfully cold tile.

“I made it.” She groans and part of her wants to crawl back over to her comforter and sleep the rest of the day away but another part of her knows that her bed would probably be more comfortable.