Romance Aesthetics & Nameless Poets @aquariuspotato - Tumblr Blog

Okay so the actual coolest thing ever happened. A friend of mine gave me an old gc2b binder since all I had was a reeeeeeaaaaaalllllyyy bad one from amazon with like the corset type clips on the side. But like this one isn't even pressing down on my chest??? And it looks flat???? Whattttt?????? How. Legit how?? This is so.comfortable???? I'm v confused and v v v amazed 10/10 would use everyday until I die

#gc2b #gc2b binder #freebinder #friend #amazed #confused #transman #trabsboy #transboy #trans #ftm #ftm positivity #actually ftm #still not out lmao

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“He said he’d set me free, now I have nothing.” ~ Sammy Lawrence

((design belongs to: @asktheinkdemon))

ryrythescienceguy

don’t just let boys be feminine. Let MEN be feminine. Grown-ass men. Hairy, fat, old, muscular, unattractive, disabled, etc.

The ones that aren’t young, thin, hairless, conventionally attractive twinks. Let them be feminine too.

Without making it weird and fetish-ey, for fuck’s sake. Think y’all can manage that?

davepetasprite-ebooks-deactivat

dont even look at this post if youre a transphobe

fruitshi

I'm gonna be in a musical!

#suessical #school #schoolmusical #not an actor #choirkid #choirgeek

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the day my original content gets a quarter of the notes my joke poss get... it’s gonna be over for me

shencomix

AND SPEAKING OFF ECONOMIC DEVASTATION, my whole store is still 40% off. ;] > Link <

aesthetickinnie

an aesthetic for a vampire with victorian style!

julian-fawcett-mp

Historical (and totally not gay) lap-sitting

mysharona1987

If you don’t think the house looked cooler and more delightful before, then I don’t know what to tell you.

oldmoonlullaby

Rose Quartz Crystal Hand-Carved Bathtub by Baldi Firenze 1867, Made in Italy.

questionthewitness

constantly torn between being seduced by a masked, gentlemanly thief in Victorian era England or being the masked, gentlemanly thief in Victorian era England

daintyephemera

Thinmagine #4

Disappointed that you missed the circus when it was in town, you press a written on sticky note onto your calendar for today with one dainty finger; "theme park day" it says.

You slide easily into your skinny jeans and silky long sleeved shirt. You pack a cute little backpack with essentials for the evening: water, sugar free gum, wallet, keys, and your favorite candy sweet lip gloss. To top it all off you pull on your Dr Martens boots and call an Uber because rush hour is a hellscape.

The driver is taken aback when you get in, almost mistaking you for one of those wandering teenagers from the artsy part of town, but you're just as grown as the driver is! Only thing is, you're so thin and delicate, with a fresh and doe-eyed face, many people assume you are a decade younger than you are.

At the theme park, you get cotton candy, guessing it as 300 calories, and line up for a ride on the ferris wheel. While you're waiting behind a blue haired kid, an alluring and beautiful person walking by stops in their tracks. What are they looking at? You wonder.

"Hey is the line still open?" They ask you. Yes you.

"Yes" you say. "I'm just last in line"

The person joins the line, but can't stop complimenting you. You return the favor; smitten, that person is too gorgeous to be lost at the theme park.

The two of you decide to ride in one of the ferris wheel cartridges together to talk--- the person was wearing a tee shirt with a quote from your favorite book, and you love the way the evening air blows their hair in their face.

They pass you their phone for you to put your number in. With a dainty hand and long boney fingers with exquisitely long painted nails, you type in your number and press the call button...

Some could say it was a match made in heaven, but really, it was a match made in the weightless sky on the softness of cotton candy and clouds painted pink by the setting sun. It was made on the dedication and confidence that took years to earn. It was made in a starlit dream.

Nothing stopped you from riding the ferris wheel over and over until the stars blinked overhead like diamonds and all things pretty and small.