#arbitrarystockings

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http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/172299988230/otherwindow-toloveviceforitself

this is based on the link above.

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Pink Diamond as a mermaid. Really wanted to finish this sooner. But at least I made it in time for “mermay”.

[kalematsuba]

You use very few sharp edges when to make line art. Plus the color plate you stick towards is often soft tone, or a bright hue with the vibrancy turned down.

come to think of it i do tend to avoid any real sharp points at all cost. rofl

especially when drawing hair

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@nicoleships

is it Nicole’s hips or ships?

more like Nicole’s hip sinks ships

[burtersnerch]

I hope holly doesn't really mean to divorce ross

Oh nono, they were just joking around!

Holly even said so on Twitter. So their marriage isn’t going anywhere! c:

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At what point did you realize you felt that you were transgender? I'm going through the same phase and trying to get insight on it and find out how to be comfortable with myself

Well, I believe an important thing to remember is that everyone’s experiences can be different, and that you should hold someone else’s experience up as how you should define yourself. That can apply with any including our Trans identity discussion. 

Now for me i knew I was different when I was young. About 5 years old, I recall visiting my cousins and during the visit I felt a connection to my one cousin. A connection that I can only really describe as knowing that we were more alike beyond our interest. However, growing up in a religious family the idea of being a girl when everyone thought of you as a boy never accord to me. I remember during this visit to my cousin that she was referred to as a tomboy. And in this moment I thought this was what I was. Now, saying “I’m a tomboy” to a group of adults will garner a heavy response, mainly laughter, but it also main me realize that I couldn’t talk to my family about my transness.

Again, I was raised in a very religious and sheltering home. I wasn’t expose to a proper idea or direction of trans identity until highschool, or when I was 16. This was when I saw a comedian named Eddie Izzard whom introduce me to the idea of what a transvestite is. And from that I then found the whole trans* umbrella term and had then found a word that actually described me. But finding out I was Transgender had not been easy, as I’m still in the closet from the most part. And while I’m waiting for the time I can confidently come out, I just want you to know anon, that I’m here for you because nobody that there for me. You don’t need to be alone if you want we can talk one on one off anon. 

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Why don't you ever post a picture of yourself, I know you have to be beautiful :-)

Several reasons. most notable right now would be because I have Psoriasis covering 95% of my body. To understand, 1% is the size of the hand’s palm. To make matters worse I caught Cellulitis, which made my legs swell and now I can’t embody the title of my user name, Arbitrary Stockings. 

BUT!! you really wanna know why I don’t post pictures anon. It all started awhile back when I had a different blog. One day my Dad remarks that his boyfriend saw that I wore Eyeliner on instagram. This didn’t bother me so much until my Dad burst into my room pissed that I was doing tarot card readings and posting them on instagram. I understood he was mad, because he is a christian, but it took me a while to realise that his friend was the one that snitched on me. So I blocked him on instagram. However one day I got an Anon question say that I was cute on my old tumblr profile. When the person asked if i was gay I first wanted to find out first who they were before telling them I’m trans. Here I find out it’s my Dad’s friend on tumblr so I deleted my profile and made this new one to keep myself anonymous. And that was before tumblr made a block feature, which i use a couple times since then cause I simple can’t trust anybody online who would find me attractive. And that’s also why I don’t upload photos, cause that could be proof for him.

The only question left is whether or not you found me again and are trying to disclose some information from me; and if I even care if you know. I’m in so much pain physical for my sickness, and emotionally from closing myself off from every person that sends my a friendly message. YOU took something away from me and that was a sanctuary and piece of mind. I don’t know if YOU know that but remember that if YOU keep trying to find out shit about me for my dad your gonna take away much more then YOU could ever possible imagine.

P.S. if anon doesn’t know me and is just getting caught in the crossfire, sorry, this response was a long time coming and the hate is in no way directed at you.