• pre- or non-hrt trans people
• genderfluid/non-binary people who want hrt
• genderfluid/non-binary people who don't want hrt
• pre- or non-op trans people
• tall transfems
• short transmascs
• fat/plus size trans people
• fem trans men
• masc trans women
• transmascs who don't/can't/won't bind
• transfems who don't/can't/won't tuck
• transfems with wide shoulders
• transmascs with wide hips
• genderfluid/non-binary people with facial hair or tits
• genderfluid people whose presentation is static but their gender is not
• non-binary people whose desired presentation is how society says their agab should present
• transmascs who bind but still have a visible chest
• non- conventionally-attractive trans people
• non-conforming trans people
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Snippet of a Luke Skywalker x Reader story I’m writing
You were waiting for your most recent batch of soap to enter first trace when you heard the basement door open and realized Luke must be home. Sure enough footsteps sounded down the stairs and a few moments later one arm was wrapped around your waist while a hand snaked around to grip your breasts.
“Hello Angel.” Luke purred from behind.
“Luke,” you warned. “What’s my one rule for the workshop?”
“I’m not doing anything inappropriate.” Luke laughed. “Yet. I know better than to make you screw up your job.”
“Hand me a soap mold.” You say, shaking your head. “It’s entered first trace.”
Luke handed you a soap mold and you poured the mixture into it.
“So, might I ask why you’re making Christmas soaps now when they take four weeks to cure?” Luke asked.
“They’re for my Christmas in July sale.” You say, setting the soap mold on a shelf so it can cure.
“So that’s why our house smells like Christmas incarnate.” Luke chuckled, before spinning you around to kiss you.
You moaned into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulled you in close. Luke took the opportunity to snake his tongue into your mouth and hoist you onto the counter.
“Not in the workshop.” You gasped out when you broke apart for air.
Luke picked you up and you let out a yelp and you wrapped your legs and arms around him.
“Guess I need to take you upstairs then.” Luke grinned.
“What happened to no attachments?” You asked, nuzzling his neck.
“I’m not a Jedi. Not here, and honestly I don’t know if I’ll go back to being one.” Luke admitted. “I don’t think I could be the one to walk away.”
“We agreed that this was just temporary until your eight years here are over.” You said, furrowing your brows.
Honestly you didn’t want the time to end either, but when Luke had crashed here he’d basically been given an ultimatum. Stay for eight years as a normal civilian or be a test subject to see if they could replicate the abilities of the force in earthlings. It was an empty ultimatum if you’d ever heard one, but Luke hadn’t known that Earth didn’t even have what his galaxy considered basic robotics, let alone anything that could actually do any damage to him or his ability to the force until about a week into living here.
“Hey, don’t go there.” Luke said, “Don’t think about when the time frame is up, okay? We can talk about it more later, after the holidays. Right now I just want you.”
“Then take me to our room and have me.” You purred.
You and Luke laid in a tangle of limbs on the bed, the blankets up to your shoulders, though only draping over Luke’s waist. You hummed as you idly traced the lightning scars across his torso, meanwhile Luke was panting and wiping away tears from being overstimulated.
“Aww,” you cooed, “is my poor baby boy overwhelmed.”
“‘M fine.” Luke huffed out. “Can’t believe I said I wanted to have you and you had me instead though.”
You snorted before pressing a kiss to his lips. As you pulled away you whispered “poor baby, you think that was having you? No, we’ve still got plenty of time before we get to everything I want to do to you.”
You glance around the room.
“You didn’t break anything this time. Good job.” You tease.
“That was only the first time and you know it.” Luke pouted.
“Still can’t believe you were a virgin when I met you.” You laughed. “You know half this planet thinks you were a fuck boy right?”
“Half the planet or half the people who ship me with the Mandalorian?” Luke quipped.
“At least half the people I hang out with.” You rolled your eyes and kissed him again.
Nyx, your fluffy, all black cat, chose that moment to jump onto the bed and curl up between the two of you.
“Speaking of half the people I know, we still have to prepare everything for our Christmas party.” You reminded him.
“Okay, well if Harper Anne calls me a gay icon one more time, not realizing she’s talking about me, I’m using the force in front of her and straight up telling her I’m not gay.” Luke grumbled.
“You are bi though.” You said, shuffling closer to bury your face in his neck.
“S’not the point.” Luke huffed. He sighed before rolling to face you with a smile. “I’ve got some good news though. I managed to convince the pricks to let me invite my family to come celebrate the holidays with us.”
“Oh god do they have to stay here eight years too?” You groaned.
“Nope.” Luke said, popping the p, “They’re free to stay for two weeks after that they have to leave or it will be treated as an act of invasion. I already told Leia as much. She’s excited to see me in person again.”
“Are they coming to our party?” You asked, propping yourself up on your elbow.
“Of course, I even told them about your white elephant gift exchange, and your ridiculous but practical rule.” Luke explained. “I did tell them to feel free to go crazy with how much they wanted to spend though, I am not sorry for being too tired after work to bother calculating the exchange rate between New Republic credits and your currency.”
You just smiled and kissed him.
I’m actually going to go cosplaying as Padmé Amidala! I might post pictures after I go see it
Who’s going to watch The Phantom Menace in theatres!! I am very excited for this.
reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
WIP of painting my shoes for my Disney trip.
Hi! Welcome to my blog! Here’s a list of some of the requests I’ll do, including, but not limited to
Head canons
Reader x Character
Letters from your favorite character
Matches (I’ll match you with a character from the fandom you request)
Just remember the more detailed your request the more I can tailor it to you.
Some fandoms I’ll do
Star Wars
Tales of Arcadia
Stardew Valley
Disney/Pixar
Guys I just posted my first DinLuke story and first story on Ao3. Please go check it out
heart - shaped scallion found In pho . reblog for good luck & yummy soup 500000 forwver
I aspire to be as amazing of an ally as this dentist is
Straight and cis people will say that they are allies, but you will NEVER measure up to my dentist.
Me: "Hey, is it ok if I can change my name on my info from [DEADNAME] to Sai?"
Random woman that I wasn't even talking to in the chair next to me: "Honey, if that's the name you had at birth, [DEADNAME] is your only name."
My dentist, very slowly turning her rolley chair towards the woman: "Shush."
Random woman: "Excuse me?"
Destist: *closes privacy curtain while staring bullets at the lady*
Me: *pissing myself laughing*
My dentist while changing my name in my info (reminder that English is not her first language, she immigrated from Russia): "There, Sai, you have pretty boy teeth. Smile and make all girls swoon."
Me not having the heart to tell her I'm not transmasc but I'm Agender, and still pissing myself laughing: "Thank you [DENTIST NAME]."