bisexual steve harrington and trans eddie munson exploring each others bodies for the first time to “eyes without a face” by billy idol
there are so many words to describe love. passion, sweetness, or gentle. i’ve never been good with words. when i opened my mouth i always found things coming out so jumbled and messy. i could never pair the right letters to say what i needed to, when i needed to. that was until i met them. when i met them everything clicked. they were the sun. they were shaking hands and whispering secrets in the darkness. they were every word i have ever imagined to speak. they put the syllables together and made me speak poetry. they told me with the curve of their waist how to make the vowels sound pretty when i pronounced their name. with the gentle shimmer in their eyes, and the chip in their tooth, they’ve taught me how to speak. how to love.
what if we sat together on the cool grass and looked up at the sunset i'm wearing your sweater to keep me warm, we both feel alive with the buzz of tension and the heat of something new, our hands edge closer and closer throughout the night but we dare not touch it would be too much
i want to cuddle with someone for the night. i want someone to pet my hair, and for me to play with theirs. i want to hold hands. i want someone to calm me down when im panicking in the middle of the night. i want to wake up in someone's arms.
What’s crazy is that I’ve been fantasizing for YEARS about someone looking at me with this specific wide-eyed, teary-but-not-quite-crying, awestruck, completely captured expression that I’ve never quite been able to describe or draw
And last night when I watched Dinner In America, I finally saw it
Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu, from “Carmilla”
this blog is gonna become zuko/sokka/zukka centered now im sorry everyone who just wanted vague gay yearning
happy trans day of visibility!
I want to hold a boy in my arms and tell him how much he means to me
honestly, it wasnt as bad as i thought it would be, but it was still pretty awful. the insertion was painful but i wasnt nauseous, didnt pass out, i was kinda thirsty and tired afterwards tho.
my nurse was also a trans guy too!! his name was pete and he was so nice and made me a million times more comfortable.
around an hour or so after the insertion was when i started getting really really bad cramps. typically, my period cramps are like a 5 or 6 but these were like an 8 in my opinion. the only thing thats helped so far has been tylenol (cant take ibuprofen for medical reasons) and heating pads--cant stress that enough: heating pads were the only things that helped. a couple hours after the insertion the pain was too much for me so i took so melatonin and slept it off.
biggest piece of advice, drink water and eat something beforehand, bring some water and a stuffed animal with you for support, and have the doctor talk you through the procedure. afterwards make sure you have a heating pad, some tylenol or advil, and if you can, sleep it off. call some friends to take your mind off the pain as well.