#day to night transition.

[suchathrilltobeagirl]

So I just bought a new dress in the NEXT sale, and I love it ... does it show?

I can't believe how my thinking, my emotions and my 'language' have changed since that New Year's Eve party! It's almost like the girl in me is now free to express herself?

Thoughts?

Katie xxx

[zytes]

9.16.24 / 9.17.24 - september supermoon

[premamelody]

Despite your ask block rage...

DO DERG UZI X N!!!!!!

ask and u shall receive

[giffypudding]

Another day at Bob's

[justlightlysedated]

small drabble, set in 1x4:

Charles' ears are ringing with the words, you never made it better and then you died and he can hear the echo of his own voice yelling at Edwin, and he can't handle it at all. Especially not when Edwin comes closer, and says his name in a soft tone, as though he's afraid to spook a startled beast.

He feels bad almost immediately after shrugging off Edwin's touch, the feeling sinking down to swirl with the rest of his anger and frustration and sickening fear in the pit of his stomach.

Edwin almost never initiates touch, but for the first time since they've met, Charles doesn't want to be touched. 

Edwin doesn't move away. Charles can see him out of the corner of his eye, looking over at the girls and then inching closer, like he's trying to protect Charles' vulnerability from the others. And Charles would snap and tell him that it's not needed, but he can't deny that if their roles were reversed, he would be doing the same thing.

"Charles," he says again, in that same soft voice he only uses when they're dealing with cases that involve children. "I just wanted to say, thank you."

Charles' head snaps to the side so fast he almost gets whiplash. His eyes dart all over Edwin's face as he shakes his head. 

"There is nothing you have to thank me for," he says firmly.

Edwin's eyes dart all over his face in return, brows furrowed. "Charles," he says again in that same fucking voice, and Charles feels like he might actually crumble if he has to keep hearing it.

"No," he says more firmly. "It's my job, innit?"

He tries going for a smile, but he can tell that it doesn't work. Edwin's frown grows even more pronounced. Charles hates that look on his face, even more so that it's directed at him.

"No," Edwin replies just as firmly. "It's not. But it is appreciated."

Charles gives a hollow laugh at that, feeling like he might just start sobbing again.

He looks down, closing his eyes tight, hating the fact that he feels like he can't breathe properly.

Edwin slides a little bit closer, until their knees are just barely touching and starts to breathe in and out with exaggeration, slowly and purposefully. Charles starts mimicking him almost immediately, and feels a pang of fondness and longing hit him square in the chest, edging away his dark thoughts.

Edwin very rarely becomes overwhelmed enough that Charles has to step in to help him calm down, but it has happened before, and Charles can't help but feel something a lot like warmth spreading across his chest at the thought that Edwin is using tactics Charles uses to calm him down.

It makes him feel good, and also not good enough. Edwin shouldn't have to help him calm down.

But he's glad for it anyway.

They're breathing in unison for a couple of minutes before Charles feels like he can look at Edwin again.

Edwin isn't looking at him, eyes out across the horizon, where the sun is just beginning to rise. Charles can't take his eyes off him, and he knows that he really should.

But he can't, not when Edwin's entire face softens, like this is the first time that he's seen the sun rise. Charles knows it's not. 

But he stares at Edwin as he watches the sun rise, and feels the rest of the negative emotions swirling in the pit of his stomach just drain away. Leaving him feeling hollow and empty.

Edwin turns towards him and just smiles, a small barely there thing, that only exists in moments like these. And always makes Charles feels like, maybe, maybe, maybe.

But he stuffs the feeling down, and out of his mind roughly, turning away from Edwin.

His eyes fall on the girls, leaning against each other half asleep, and feels a little guilty at having forgotten that they were there and they were living and probably needed to sleep after this horrible day.

"Guess it's time to head back to our temporary residence," Edwin says as he gets to his feet.

He looks down at Charles and holds his hand out. Charles stares at his hand for a beat too long, enough for Edwin's fingers to twitch like they want to curl up.

So Charles takes his hand, and lets Edwin pull him to his feet.

[biblically-accurate-dca]

sb humanizations + various vannys :3

[cakeyouareoh]

FRINGE // ONCE UPON A TIME

"Henrietta?" "Hi Dad." // “You found us.”

[ruthlesslistener]

Left: Aug 16 2023, first day of T -> Right: Aug 16 2024, 1 year on T (plus bonus Juniper size comparison)

Nearly forgot to post this, but it's officially my first year anniversary of starting HRT! I couldn't believe how much it's changed me until I looked at these pics side by side- I'm so much more handsome than I was before lmao

[symptomofloves]

went to watch the sunset at the oratory the other day & there were lots of people sitting on the steps despite the cold. as the sun fell below the horizon line everyone began to clap & cheer & wave the sun goodbye - it was such a sweet moment of shared humanity :')

[suchathrilltobeagirl]

Starting to think ...

... pinching myself actually, that I am now REALLY a girl (although a padded, push-up bra still helps!). I just wish I could believe it!

Having lived as a guy for most of my life, there is SO MUCH to learn and accept about BEING a girl. My sister and her (now my) besties have really brought me on, accepting and affirming me as 'just one of the girls', but I have so much to forget about being a guy (who has wanted to be a girl since the age of six)! How do I do that? Suggestions welcome!

Katie xxx

[urlocalwormtoday]

currently watching pd ep 11 (season 1), feelin bad for Dakota <//3

i don't think I quite understand the exact feeling, but the knowledge that you're powerless against something while the need/want to help burns so brightly from within you that it makes you lash out and shake and be angry is familiar, if only slightly

i usually only ever get angry when I'm overwhelmed with too many things happening directly to me at once, or if someone steals/breaks something that belongs to a friend. like believe me, if I could be optimistic and this pillar of light all the time, I would, but on the rare occasion I'm not I hate being an asshole the people I care about because I can't outlet it any other way Dx

Dakota definitely has a right to be angry/overwhelmed/restless with the outcome of. everything.

the base was blown into smithereens, tides gone + probably kidnapped, and now he's being forced to live with someone he considers to be villainous, I can't say I blame him if I'm gonna be honest

[coriander-candlesticks]

Me: I'm not sure if my health can withstand a commute. Should I try to go in tomorrow?

Apollo: no

Me: should I plan to work from home?

Apollo: no

Me: ...

Apollo:

Me: migraine?

Apollo: migraine.

[transmechanicus]

Woke up from my little power outage nap and couldn’t even manage to eat a full box of macked cheese, grad school will fuck you up for life kids, do it at your own risk.

[pangeen]

“ Summer is Near “ // © Sanket Joshi 

Music:  pop_goes_ambient - Sweater Weather (ambient version)

[lexicog]

traitor to the cause forgets national holiday every year KILL HIM