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#boys with acne lol
68spidey · 7 months
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We deserve more scruffy manly hairy trans men. Hairy as fuck. Moustaches and beards. Arm hair abundant. Big eyebrows that grow in a little funny. Big muscles, lithe muscles, growing muscles. Acne scarring. Hairlines that change and look a little weird for a while. Trans men who take charge and take names. Lumberjacks and cowboys and warriors and all the things I wish I could see myself in.
Gotta do everything myself, huh.
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jitteryjive · 3 days
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as i rework crime express and give some characters some much needed redesigns, i think to actually keep track of them… LOL! mason hasn’t exactly gotten a redesign, other than very small changes, but julius is definitely getting the biggest revamp out of everyone because he had a very mundane outfit and also there is no indication he’s british…
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jordanshenessy · 2 years
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Blue my beloved <3
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me in my bathrobe at 8 am, hovered over the kitchen counter horking down bread that's a couple days old & slathered in butter for breakfast, having called in sick because I didn't get enough sleep and am just about ready to go back to bed: ah yes, the transmasc experience
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basslinegrave · 9 months
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entering flat hair era for a bit. and let it be a bit greasy too lets see how that affects the trangenderism i cant be putting this much effort
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emometalhead · 2 years
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"Ready for the leaves. Ready for the colors to burn to gold and crumble away."
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theloveinc · 1 year
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I am so excited to eat thanksgiving leftovers tomorrow anyway… bakugo second puberty
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Telling myself to stop getting so antsy and excited and wait the full year that I’ve been back on the pill for it to fully take effect and regulate itself and then my body and appetite and brain are going to go back to normal lol
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findingshelterr · 9 months
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Rly vibing w this Taurus moon rn…very peaceful
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supercantaloupe · 10 months
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i'm always going to complain about my skin for as long as it's Bad (which will be forever) as is my right but at least i'm not in high school anymore when i was walking around with like. open sores on my fingers all the time
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thatbitchery · 4 months
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& ladies remember outside your leveling up circles if anyone asks you eat at the drive thru, it's burger & fries, you prefer sweatpants and spend your time watching Turkish Thai dramas and your sexual orientation is pretty kpop boys. Your goal in life is to get married and stay at home and your hobbies are flip flops and watching gmmtv, you're the most basic average Jane there is out there you just dress up because mom makes you. What have we said about keeping your competition feeling safe? In competitive environments so school and office and your local communities and especially your family you're couch potato potato so you're not available because new series just dropped- do you want to cause unnecessary friction? Keep your level up to yourself and your level up groups people are herds herds herds with that crabby crabba crab mentality so any sign you could leave the herd behind is a trigger to Crabb crabbb crabby pull you back into the bucket. Human beings are animals before they are people when will you understand this? Why would you scream in the face of a tiger? Do you want to get bullied? What happened to moving in silence.
Keep your workouts out of social media and your trips to the dermatologist to yourself, your paycheck is between you and your bank and stay away from the brands unless everyone in your group is wearing them so brands are just the average. Why would you sabotage yourself like that? Why would you go telling anyone your goals? Do you want to get laughed at? Haven't you learned your lesson? Hasn't your mother, your own mom, judged you for wanting to be better? Even though you're not in competition? Then why would you tell Betty from HR when it's literally the most competitive environment out there? Do you want to ostracize yourself? Then don't create drifts with your herd and level up in the shadows, when your current friends see you eating healthier its omg lol why? Then the answer is actually I took a blood test, autoimmune diseases are around the corner you don't know how badly I need McDonald's rn but life first. You're dressing elegant lately- girl stop my mom is insufferable she's making me these conservatives please. You look nicer- I'm on birth control, I had that acne issue. I feel the weight creeping up lol. You're taking more classes? Gosh yes there's this scholarship thing I need so you know. Your posture is better lately- baby girl stop my back was on fire last week leave me alone I was dying like- it's never because you're bettering yourself. Never. Ever. As long as they're concerned couch potato potati potata average Janey.
Human societies are competitive in nature especially among women because resources are so scarce and we know this and herd mentality makes us detest people that place themselves in positions to have better access to these so once you start getting better its underhanded compliments and what's app groups and side glances as you walk, learn to keep people comfortable and do you in the background, don't buy into whatever self soothing we are all good people bs you're being sold, we are only as supportive as you're below us once you start doing better your own sister and best friend have a lot to say. Move in silence & keep your life away from public view and have believable excuses for what you can't always hide & find a way to say you're better than me. Why cause unnecessary friction?
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hornyitaliankitty · 8 months
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I think you made this account because nobody give you attention in real that why you made this account
I saw you have lot of acne in your face 😈
No boy want to talk you because you are ugly
That's why you show your nude in here
Because you know how to get attention from old man lol
Now you become offical internet slut
Ever you meet someone on here how to introduce your family daddy meet my daddy actually noone give me attention I made a Tumblr account post nude then this guy saw my pussy 😂😂😂😂😂😂
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And these are my booty cheeks, so you can kiss my ass 😘
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writing-in-glitter-pen · 11 months
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How Genshin Men Respond to you Crying
We all do it. And when we do, we need some TLC. Well, which boys are happy to provide it? And how do they do it? All this and more below!
Diluc, Itto, Childe, Kaeya (the DICK boys lol) x gn!reader. Fluff, comfort, only a smidge of angst?
Content warnings: Childe is his OWN WARNING. He crosses your boundaries and gets a little forceful—physical restraint. It’s well-meaning but still it can be distressing.
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Yeah, Diluc is significantly emotionally repressed. But he’s never going to leave you to your own devices when you’re upset. Although he struggles with emotional intimacy, he will ask you to be vulnerable with him, ask you to tell him what is wrong, and although his immediate reaction is to go and fix it for you, he knows that’s not what you need. You need comfort, above all else. Early in your relationship, when he saw you crying, he had no idea what to do. So he brought you an apple, cut into slices and peeled to look like bunny rabbits. Adeline and the staff weren’t in today, but he used the culinary skills he had to make this for you. Hoping it would bring you a morsel of comfort. And it did. As your relationship aged, and he was exposed more and more to your most vulnerable emotions, he got more comfortable handling them. He even got comfortable enough to be vulnerable with you about his own. You learned how to support each other. When you’re upset, he knows to gather you up in his arms, make sure you feel clean, make sure you’re wearing comfortable clothes and are warm, and lets you cry it out—telling him everything about the situation and letting your tears stain his fine shirt. When he’s upset, you know he likes to feel your weight on him—resting your body on his, effectively crushing him was a grounding sensation for him. He liked it when you held his hand and sat quiet with him until he could muster up the nerve to speak on what was bothering him. He liked when you smoothed your hands over his face and peppered it with kisses. You both learned to accommodate each other’s needs, although they were much different from your own. And your relationship was all the stronger for it.
Kaeya, the smooth talker, can get you to calm down in just a few sweet sentences. If he catches your teary face as you look in the mirror, hating the way your chest falls or the swell of your stomach or your acne or your nose, he is quick to hug you from behind, smoothing his hands over your torso and kissing the back of your neck. “Darling, when I first saw you I mistook you for a statue of a god(dess)—curves and edges perfectly carved to depict the most ethereal beauty to grace the world. But it was you. And I was most lucky to even have the chance to glimpse at you.”. If someone snubbed you at work, made you feel stupid or unlikeable, he’ll open his arms for you the moment you walk through the front door with tears falling down your face. Once you are within reach, he will kiss them off. “My love” kiss “you are incredibly bright and clever” kiss “but your intelligence pales in comparison to your compassion and beautiful heart” kiss “nothing in this world could ever match the worth of something so precious” kiss “and it is a miracle that something so special can come so naturally to you.” kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss. Though Kaeya was born with a silver tongue, every word he comforts you with comes from the most honest parts of his heart, his aptitude for language just assists in conveying the message.
Childe is, and I say this with all the love in the world, an idiot. He’s probably the one that made you cry—but really he didn’t mean it! A forgotten date night or birthday is enough to do the trick. Or maybe he said something insensitive to you in a grumpy mood after a long day at work. Or maybe he was out on a mission for way longer than he promised he would be—making you sob every night that he didn’t return, convinced that he never would. Being the partner of a harbinger is not for the faint of heart. But trust him, he loves you with every part of his being. When he does come home to you crying, you’re in his arms in a heartbeat. Even if you’re angry and try to push at his chest and yell at him to get off, he holds you in an iron-locked embrace, hastily cooing reassurances at you, frantically apologizing, begging you to forgive him. If you do, he will pamper you like you’re his own personal Archon. A massage, darling? How about he takes you out on an impromptu date night at your favorite restaurant? Too tired? No problem! He’ll get it for take out! You can eat on the couch and pick the movie you two watch! Oh, you want to watch that one cheesy rom com that you’ve forced him to watch at least twenty times? Anything for you baby ❤️. If you refuse to forgive him? You keep pushing him off of you, refusing to let his lips touch your own, even try to leave the house? Sorry, dear. You aren’t getting far. Childe was never one to back down from a fight. And when the thing he loves most in the world is on the line? You’ve already lost. His iron grip only gets tighter as he bargains with you to hear him, hugging you to him like a teddy bear as he pleads with you to let him comfort you, insists that he can’t leave you alone. He’ll carry you, kicking and yelling, to your room and tackle you onto the bed—holding you until you’re too tired to struggle away from him anymore, until you agree to at least talk to him. You lay on your side—forced little spoon—each sniffle of yours like a dagger in his heart. He feels so guilty. He knows he should let you go but he just can’t get his arms to listen to his brain. This form of comfort is brutal, but in his mind it’s the only way to keep you from leaving him. He’s desperate. Your tears and the vulnerable moment you to find yourselves in triggers a reaction in him that he has never experienced before. A tear rolls down his cheek and onto your neck. He’s scared. So when you finally turn over and gently put your arms around him, it’s like a breath of air in a room of carbon monoxide. You two hold each other—your hearts beating together as you’re pressed chest-to-chest, his head buried in the crook of your neck, grounding each other and wordlessly saying I will keep you safe.
I don’t even want to talk about Itto. Seriously what the fuck. He’s an ever bigger idiot than Childe. At first, when he sees you crying, he literally thinks you’re joking. He laughs like a doofus and squishes your puffy pink cheeks. Once he realizes you’re for real, he literally pales—his heart drops to his ass. He loses his voice, stuttering and blubbering; unable to formulate words enough to even ask you what’s wrong. He hover-hands your shoulder like he’s scared he’ll break you—a cautious bull in a china shop. He fat-fingers your eye while trying to wipe your tears—making your tears significantly worse. At this point, he feels completely useless and lost on what to do. So after screwing up comforting his partner this badly, he takes his leave. You sit there, wondering if you chased him off with your tears. If your sadness was so much of a burden for him he gave up on dealing with it, gave up on dealing with you. Bitter tears roll down your face as you sit there in a puddle of sadness and brood. But Itto hasn’t given up on you. He’s outside searching for only the finest onikabuto in the land to bestow upon you. While he searches, he picks all the pretty wildflowers he sees—a makeshift bouquet for you. He even spends the only mora to his name on a couple of Sakura buns for you, he knows they’re your favorite. If he finds himself by the beach, he searches for seaglass for you; pink and blue and yellow and green little miracle pebbles, hoping and praying to any higher power he can reach that they will bring even a small smile to your face, even an ounce of joy to your heart. He spends the whole day battling his short attention span—his only mission is to find any way to cure your sadness. When he returns home many hours later, he finds you in the kitchen, hunched over a series of vegetables you’re trying and failing to chop; your dehydrated eyes and crestfallen mood getting in the way of making yourself dinner. He carefully approaches you, placing all of his little gifts on the counter in front of you—his arms so full the objects are basically spilling out of them. You look up, finding the sweet things he spent all day collecting for you—and your tears return. He immediately panics, thinking he screwed up once again. He begins blubbering about how much he loves you, “you—uh. You—my heart—it, ahhh man. You’re everything. Everything. I—I got these. I’m sorry. They’re for you. I—“. He can’t finish but you’ve already thrown your arms around his tall frame, sobbing into his chest. Your heart thunders out of your chest as happy tears leak from your eyes, “Thank you, Itto. I love you so much.”. He hesitantly places his arms around you, confused but overjoyed that you seem happy despite your crying. He melts into the embrace, kissing your neck and squeezing you tighter, finally finding his words; “I love you, Y/N. If anyone makes you cry, they’re getting a serious thrashing. Even if it’s me.” he laughs, “Nobody makes my baby cry! If I can help it, you’ll never cry again.”. You think he’ll let you go so you can make dinner, but his hands aren’t leaving you for the rest of the night. He finally got the comfort of your touch, so until you shove him off, he’s not letting go!
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marcmorrigan · 1 month
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finally delivering on the princess tutu headshots i promised... love these dysfunctional teens 🩰💖💕
LOTS of notes about headcanons/design choices under the cut! like. a lot. dont say i didnt warn you
starting with my specialest guy fakir:
i had a suuuper clear vision for fakir, and i couldnt be happier with how he turned out, he looks exactly how i imagine him! trying to translate his Bird-Shaped Hair into my style gave me SERIOUS homestuck flashbacks. my affinity for knights with Problems knows no bounds...
adding the hyperpigmentation around his eyes and his acne scars is what really solidified this for me-- i put those in and was like oh!!! there you are!!! my boy!!! and you can tell because i gave him acne scars + thick eyebrows that he IS my boy... there are very clear trends among my headcanons for my faves lol. big noses, thick eyebrows, skin imperfections, heavy eyebags, long dark hair... and fakir truly has it all 😤 he is so Ideal Character Design to me
i think fakir is actually pretty self-conscious about his appearance tho! we see characters like pike and lilie say hes handsome to ahiru, but i dont know how often he actually hears that? and im sure its hard not to compare himself to mytho, who is straight out of a fairy tale; being a regular teenager dealing with regular teen body stuff is hard enough without your roommate being a magically beautiful eternally youthful storybook hero. i think he probably internalises more that people see him as scary and angry, and that the girls who do have crushes on him always frame it in contrast to mytho, who is Good and Kind and Handsome, implying (or sometimes outright stating!) that fakir is Bad and Mean and... Well...
fakir is very sensitive but quiet about it, so i think its a very private point of self-consciousness. i think he puts a lot of semi-secret effort into his appearance; canonically he has a lot of very funny and clearly customised clothing, and he chooses to keep his hair long and in a very particular style (i have a whole breakdown in my mind of how he achieves that style and it involves a surprising amount of pins and an unsurprising fuckton of teasing. i think his hair is a little fried from heat damage!), and i think that probably extends to other things, too, like manicuring his eyebrows and doing a lot of very Teenage Skincare that doesnt actually help his acne much lol. i think he probably has a lot of self-injurious habits and BFRBs like skin picking and chewing, mostly at his acne and around his nails (both of which he hates, because he knows he shouldnt but does it anyway). i think if he does it enough that theres noticeable evidence it feels, like, world-ending for him, ESPECIALLY if anyone asks what happened lol. do not perceive him except in the very specific ways and contexts he approves of THANKS
on to the narratives favorite princess, mytho:
again, i had a pretty clear idea of the vibe i wanted mytho to have going into this-- i want him to have, like, extreme prince charming vibes, very Classically Handsome without necessarily being 'conventional.' i thought a lot about 'the happy prince' story while i was working on this, and really wanted him to look like a cross between how the prince statue looks in my head and a porcelain doll. and also a cross between jonny brown and brigitte bardot? lots of very direct influences for him lol. so! lots of gold tones, gemmy eye color, cute little tooth gap, quivering wide-eyed thousand-yard-stare doe eyes and big ol dolly anime lashes, which were the very last thing i added because i was NERVOUS about pulling those off lol. they turned out cute tho! ive only done a handful of pieces for this series and i can already tell princess tutu is gonna make me up my lash drawing game considerably, these kids all look like they blink and cause a hurricane from the gale force wind of their falsies
also wait i lied the very last thing i did was add his freckles/beauty marks because he needed that little extra oomph and those were It. i think he probably has some on his hands/wrists too 💕
i was a little unsure if my idea for his hair would translate with this flat-color approach but im pretty happy with it! its supposed to be afrotextured hair (somewhere between 3b and 4c i think? wide range of potential i knowww but im still kind of hammering out my headcanons okay, this is exploratory lol) thats been rolled and finger-styled into his little feather shapes. i think loose, chunky twists would be another fun way to interpret his hair and twists are one of my fave styles to draw do i might draw him like that at some point too...
i guess fakir is the one who styles his hair for him before mytho gets his heart back? i imagine fakir is pretty meticulous about maintaining mythos health and appearance, even at the worst stages of their relationship. i think itd be hard for fakir to frame the way he treats mytho as For Mythos Sake if he wasnt doing some level of actually beneficial care for him, so being really fastidious about things like mythos diet and sleep hygiene and hair care and such gives fakir an outlet for his 'you just have to do what i tell you' thing that helps him convince himself it really is helping, no really, hes doing this for mythos benefit and he just has to be strict with him because mytho doesnt UNDERSTAND he needs PROTECTING and fakir is the ONLY ONE who can do it so mytho HAS to let him because if he doesnt then why does fakir even EXIST, if he cant manage this then what is he good for, and--
yknow. the usual complexes. and their relationship is so complex!!! but also so simple, but like. in a good way. fakirs behavior is complicated but his motivation regarding mytho is SO straightforward which makes that downward spiral into harm really easy to map out... i wont go much into that in this post since this is about visual/appearance-related headcanons but just. augh. i love this show and i love these characters!!! and i hope its apparent in my work that i do love them so <3
im hoping to do a set of these for the girls next!!! i have some other stuff to finish first but hopefully... Soon... Some Birds...
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emometalhead · 2 years
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"Ready for the leaves. Ready for the colors to burn to gold and crumble away."
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rcwife · 1 month
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Headcanons of Soft!Rafe with Acne!Reader
Warning: None. Just fluff ♥︎
He always makes sure that you know you are beautiful. Despite your acne, that doesn't change anything about how he feels for you. He knows it's not your fault for having it.
“You’re so beautiful. I love you so much baby.��� he smiles before planting kisses all over your face.
He’ll take care of you by giving you money to spend on appointments to the dermatologist, and afterward he’ll take you places to spend more money on yourself. He enjoys seeing how happy you are when you shop and get all dressed up.
Always has his hands around you and loves to plant kisses all over your face while whispering sweet things to you.
If you are feeling insecure, he’ll make sure in every way he can to show you that you are beautiful.
If he catches you crying, he’ll walk up and hug you as you cry in his arms as he picks you up to lay in his or your bed. Once you finish crying, he’ll be questioning you, but he would be gentle with it to not startle you even though he is fuming about who made you cry.
“Baby what happened? Tell me, why you crying?” he runs a hand through your hair as his voice seemed to soothe you.
“…S-Some kooks…those boys at the country club. T-They said I was ugly.” you sniff as you slowly drift to sleep on his chest.
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Those were the only words he needed to hear, he’ll find out the rest later, for now he was going to take care of you and wait for you to sleep so he can sneak off and find the little shits.
Later on you never see those kook boys again. Everyone knows not to say anything bad to you or they know what's coming, but he makes sure that you don't know what he does behind the scenes to not scare you away, he only wants to protect you. Just know that he would never hurt you and that he loves you so much, and nothing will change how he feels about you.
A/N: Thank you for reading this, my first post and first time writing on here so forgive me if it's cringe lol. Hope you guys enjoy! Might edit this in future if I think about more things to add.
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