#desi lgbt fest
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@desi-lgbt-fest : fear, guilt
#rough translation#the reflection i find in the mirror looks helpless#ahh the trans experience! <3 my beloathed!#i use they/she mainly btw#desi lgbt fest#desilgbtfest23#trans#agender#gender dysphoria#self portrait#more like self caricature bc that girl may be me but IM not her anymore#desi lgbt#desi queer#eye contact
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Desi LGBT Fest 2023 (hosted by @desi-lgbt-fest)
Day 3 : Fear/Guilt
CW: Aphobia, Homophobia, Misogyny
POV you're Ace/Aro/Aspec/Arospec in a 'get hetero married, have kids' heavy culture but not really very out to people. I mean, at this point the marriage culture is so deeply ingrained being out will probably exacerbate the guilt haha hahahahahaha haha hah....haha
Anyway, text flowed better in Hindi for me but ALT text available with translation+transliteration of the scribbles as well as the narrative text. English translation+transliteration of just the narrative text under the cut
Transliteration:
Hath Peele Nahin Honge,
Na khilegi mehendi ki lali,
Ghar me baaraat nahin aayegi,
Rishtedaron ko nyota nahin jayega
Safar ka humrahi bhi nahi hoga,
Jeevansathi bhi nahi hoga,
Humdard hokar bhi dard nahin samajh aayenge.
Humraaz hokar bhi raaz nahin rujhayenge.
Kabhi kabhi ek sukoon sa lagta hai,
Na rishte banenge, na dard hoga.
Lekin kya dost ke dard me sukoon pana,
Wajib hai?
Translation:
Hands won't stain yellow,
Neither will the red of the henna flourish,
The wedding party won't come home,
The relatives won't get an invite,
The journey won't have any fellow travellers,
There won't be a life partner,
Pain doesn't make sense despite being empathetic,
Secrets don't seem enticing despite being a confidante.
Sometimes, there's a sense of relief,
Bonds won't form, there won't be any pain.
But is it fair to seek relief in a friend's pain?
#desilgbtfest23#desi lgbt fest#desi lgbtq#doodles#tw aphobia#tw sexism#tw misogyny#tw rape mention#tw homophobia#ask to tag#comics#original comic#original art#my art#sorry alt text translation is crappy#read under cut for better flow/translation
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@desi-lgbt-fest
Day 1 - Dream Gay Aesthetic
When you simultaneously want to give Cool-Funny-Popular Boy vibes and also Friendly-Caring-Shy Girl vibes and can't decide on one
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Marigold
Desi LGBT Fest
Day 10: They Bring Me Flowers
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#desi lgbt fest#desi lgbt fest 2023#pride 2023#queer#bengali diaspora#muslim american#i did not intend to make a fusion of old lady wallpaper and 2000s cd album cover#but alas#if anything it's quite appropriate#even if it gives me weird flashbacks to when i was pre-k age#anyway#smth smth smth i love marigolds as flowers#but hate what they will become to me if/when i get married#my love for them is tainted by fear of impending doom and their part in it#wow i'm really dramatic rn huh
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A Little Freedom is All I Need
@desi-lgbt-fest Day-5: A Little Freedom is All I Need
A little freedom is all I need
To live like me with the girl I love
To sit and watch the Moon above
To hold her hand and kiss her face
To melt into her warm embrace
To stop living in this closet of glass
To start living without the contrasts
To make a house and call it home
To share the home and a last name
All I want is to call my girl my wife
By marrying her and building our life
Is it too much to ask for?
Because a little freedom is all I need.
Thank you so much Koko (@watchingblsnowandforever) for beta reading it and also calling it post-worthy, I wouldn't have done it without you!🩵💛
#desi lgbt#desi queer#dlf: day 5#desi lgbt fest#a little freedom is all I need#I think this is the first time I'm posting a poem here#This is basically a.. commentary? on how we still don't have same sex marriage rights in India#I'm a day late because I was so stuck in the middle (and maybe also because I was procrastinating hehe)
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[I.D.: A digital drawing of the O.P., a brown androgynous-presenting person with short black hair. She is holding the bisexual flag behind her and grinning widely. The stripes of the genderqueer flag surround him. The artist watermark is desifandom-draws. End I.D.]
@desi-lgbt-fest Day 2: Legacy
I want to leave behind a legacy of pride and hope! I'm here, I'm queer, and I will not back down because of fear!
(reblogs appreciated more than likes)
#oop forgot my glasses. anyway wanna hear about my ocs#desi lgbt fest#desi lgbt fest 2023#pride month#bisexual#genderqueer#queer#art#my art#drawing#illustration#pride
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Day 29: Defiance: of Gender, of Expectations
Heyya @desi-lgbt-fest! Kinda late again, but here is a prompt submission 😊
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You know, being an Indian girl, you got to meet certain expectations, like being quiet, wearing only feminine clothing, not use curse words, don't be loud and rowdy, and the list of nonsensical restrictions goes on.
I did have a lot of questions about such things as a kid, and I stood out quite a lot because I loved stuff that boys tended to enjoy, such as motor cycles, having short hair, wearing shorts, a good brawl, etc. (Still do, though!)
As I got older, I expressed my personal preferences to my parents and rebelled against them, like getting a masculine haircut, swearing (only when necessary, of course), and taking up Judo.
Through the years, my parents got used to me being me, mostly because they understood. For instance, my mom knows I get a little cranky if I don't get my hair trimmed at the barbers, especially during summertime.
Recently, my mom joined me in my jacket collection! So far, it has mostly been denim since I take up after my dad, but I got myself a lovely leather jacket straight out of the men's section because why the heck not.
Other than being masculine, there are times I tend to be feminine, such as wearing kurtis and hoping to wear the saree I once wore during my farewell but with freshly trimmed hair, a rather bold move that I hope to achieve someday.
Nowadays, I get a lot of heads turning towards my direction because I embraced myself by defying gender and societal expectations. And boy, does it feel so good.
#submission#desi lgbt#desi queer#desi lgbt fest 2023#i am such a rebel 😎#i look good either in a feminine or masculine way#what are you waiting for?! go be a rebel!#but do it right and dont hurt others or yourself#i apologise the ask box is filled#just saw yours#mod raissa#desi lgbt fest
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@desi-lgbt-fest day 1 - dream gay aesthetic
idk for a while now I've been dreaming of having The gay wedding and being safe and loving people and being loved by people.
(i know I can do better than just this but it's day 1 so I'm going into it slowly)
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Day 28: Walk of Pride
sorry for not posting in ages guys i was struggling through my writer's block -_- anyway here you go! hope you like it <3 i struggled to write it ngl, idk if I really like it but ah well.
tags: @desi-lgbt-fest, @manujanolavu @morally-gayy @desi-yearning (let me know if you want to be added/removed)
Rati had always been scared to attend a Pride festival.
It felt like admission: yes, I am gay. Yes, I am proud.
Proud of what? What did she have that made her special? She had always been a blank puzzle, with missing pieces that could be scattered anywhere across the globe. How was she supposed to colour herself in rainbow and call it Pride?
Rainbows had always seemed like sad, fickle things to her. Small chinks of happiness that were erased by the sun. That were only possible with the most specific combination of events. Rain, and sunlight slanting exactly the right way.
Then what did that say about herself?
What did that make her?
Delicate? Impossible?
She had always been such a good girl: she sat in the front row. She played two instruments. She handed her work in on time. She didn’t doodle, didn’t gossip, didn’t daydream. Didn’t, didn’t, didn’t. Her entire life had hinged on couldn’t, wouldn’t, didn’t.
What could she do?
She was named for the Goddess of Love, after all. Then why wasn’t she confident in her own? Did that kind of confidence only come with straight love? Was she really as broken as her mother implied when she talked about lesbians? Every time she felt butterflies in her stomach, she locked them away. The day she called herself gay, she felt something inside her that she hadn’t felt before.
A sense of belonging.
That was the only reason she persevered, if she was being honest. That feeling had lit a flame inside her, a tiny sun of her own.
God knew there was enough rain in her heart. Maybe this little sun would make her own rainbow.
So when she went to college, she kept her head up and a smile on her face. She knocked at the door of the college Pride Club, and when the leader, (‘Padma’, her name tag read) opened it, she plucked up all her courage and asked:
“Excuse me, does this college have a pride event?”
She was half expecting Padma to laugh at her. For her to shoo her away and say that young girls, in their first year at college, didn’t belong at Pride.
Except – that wasn’t what happened at all.
Padma held the door open with a gentle smile and beckoned her in. “Of course! In fact, we have a pride event tomorrow, to mark the end of Pride Month. Do you want to meet the rest of the team?”
Rati hesitated. If she stepped over that line that marked the boundary between corridor and classroom, she would be safe. She could go back to reading in the library and not stirring up a fuss and presenting as ordinary. She could be good little Rati that never stepped out of line, just like she had been for the last seventeen years.
But something inside her was tired of being good. A little voice (her namesake, perhaps?) whispered to her that perhaps it was time to try being bad for a change.
And so, she offered a radiant smile for what she hoped to find in that room.
“I would love to.”
Pride Club was not like what she had expected at all. In fairness, though, she didn’t know what she’d expected. Whatever it was, it wasn’t this.
Ten to fifteen students lounged around the classroom, eating their lunch and chattering playfully with each other. Padma, perhaps sensing that she was getting a little shyer, put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
“Guys!” she called to make herself heard over the chatter. “Oi! Guys!”
Everyone turned to look at her, and Rati dropped her gaze to the ground at their subtle scrutiny. “This is our new member, Rati,” Padma gestured to her. “Be nice, all right?”
“Hi, Rati!” A short girl with choppy bangs grinned at her. “I’m Anshika, Padma’s favourite-” she lowered her voice, winking as if divulging a secret, “-and only – girlfriend!”
Padma blushed. “Shut up.”
“H-Hi, Anshika-ji.” Rati managed to smile shyly at her.
“I’m Khushi!”
“Anshuman.”
“Hey! Ravi here.”
As they made their introductions, something settled in Rati’s heart that had been fluttering around inside of her. She allowed the smile on her face to settle. This… this felt nice.
The next day, it took far less courage to show up to the Pride event.
This is it. She thought. I’m finally admitting it.
She held her flag tightly, and when the moment came, waved it high in the air. For once, the rainbow seemed strong, invincible. More than a trick of the light.
This felt like belonging.
This was her family.
This was her place.
And this was her pride.
hope you guys like it! feel free to tell me what you think in reblogs/comments etc :]
@desi-lgbt-fest
#avani writes#after ages#desi lgbt fest 2023#desi writing#desi#desi teen#desiblr#desi lgbt fest#lesbian#gay#bisexual#lgbt+#lgbtq#lgbtq+#lgbtqia+#lgbtqia#indian-kahani#indian kahani#desi writers
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জুঁই
Desi LGBT Fest 2023 by @desi-lgbt-fest
Day 10 : They bring me flowers
the first love of my life would bring me flowers like joba (hibiscus) & jui (jasmine) & genda (marygold) from her mother's potted plants. i was never really too careful with them and would either lose them or dispose the soggy flowers before the last school bell. while returning back home, i remember my hands often reaching the end of the pocket of my skirt that once had the flowers in them. id be able to smell them on my fingers. i think liked that i smelled of them
the potted plant of jui in my balcony still reminds me of my time with her (sometimes)
tried my hands at pressing some flowers with a sheet of glass. multiple photos that i clicked of the pressed flowers and some shadow pic were overlaid in different angles. cut out some bengali newspaper fonts for the title and a little collage of all local flowers i click photos of mainly on my way to swimming <3
#desilgbtfest23#desi queer#desi wlw#desi queer art#queer art#desi lgbt fest 2023#they bring me flowers#its my first time posting#I haven't arted in about 4 years#i mean i have it was literally part of my job#but this is special#i had no reason#no compulsion#feelings really shy though#fun fact it's been 10 years since then#we were literally babies in love haha#i love reimagining my younger self with more queerness#it makes me so happy#that i had a queer past#and a queer childhood#added both the edits because couldn't decide which to pick#i think i like the collage better#but i think the plain one is aesthetically more pleasing?#idk couldn't choose#art
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tethered.
@desi-lgbt-fest day 5, a little freedom is all i need.
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Desi LGBT Fest 2023 (hosted by @desi-lgbt-fest)
Day 1 : Dream Gay Aesthetic
Apparently my dream gay aesthetic is when not cis straight men masc presenting but also gnc af
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The Mechanical Sage and the Twelve-Eared Tyrant: Akshar and Kushagra
Day 3 of Desi LGBT Fest: Fear/Guilt
“This joy, this peace, this deep solace from your companionship, is my greatest fortune. My heart beats for you with a clumsy gangling stagger and it embarrasses me to share this with you, but you must know it, just as I must know the warmth of your fingers and the steadfast comfort of your lap. My cunning beloved, you have captured me, stolen me from my duties and orphaned me from this world. Your briefest glance is my skin exploding with warmth. Your shortest call is my soul rushing back Home. Your invitation is my hunger and your touch is my asthenia.
I live, not as myself, for the first time. I live, knowing the face of my Beloved, for the first time. I live, for the first time.
You must know it. You must know it now. Because now that I live, I think of dying.
What will it mean, when I lose this? What will it mean, when my desires do not have you hiding inside them? What will it mean, when your hands turn cold and you stop knowing the gracelessness of my untaught heart?
Will I loathe my freedom from your embrace? Will I lose my hunger and my fatigue?
When the last of your flesh is pecked away by the World and you become It, you will turn into Sorrow and when you do, balm of my heart, you must kiss my cheeks so that they are wet and burning. So that I could recognise you as the World again. So I could finally stop being so afraid.”
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Akshar [the figure laying on Kushagra], is an immortal Sage. There are few secrets of the universe that he doesn’t know, yet he ponders Kushagra’s eventual demise and finds himself unsure of what will lay ahead.
Kushagra himself is the ancient (but much younger) king of the Air Kingdom, which he rules with an iron fist and a steelier heart. Yet, he has seduced the Mechanical Sage himself and regained his youth through partial immortality - but he is on borrowed time.
@desi-lgbt-fest
#the mangoverse#kushagra#akshar#art#Desi-LGBT-Fest#this is the second year ive tossed one pair of blorbos at a prompt#hope i manage to do more this month jhdbfjd#there's writing in this post please expand
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Marker Mehndi
Desi LGBT Fest
Day 7: Faith/Rituals of Love
@desi-lgbt-fest
#desi lgbt fest#desi lgbt fest 2023#pride 2023#queer#muslim american#bengali diaspora#sometimes a high school queer friend group#will have a desi#and that desi loves mehndi#but is not very good at it#and only ever really wears it on eid if that#but it's still a very dear thing#much like these friends are very dear#and sometimes things come to an end#like high school and in turn the ease with which these friends can meet#so they'll hang out on the bleachers in their final days#and this desi is not in the habit of saying 'i love you'#but they cradle their friends' hands for several minutes#and attempts to draw henna designs from memory#using their friends' favorite and flag colors#and hope to see them smile one last time before the summer
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desi lgbt fest day 9- perseverance
I hide. I lie, I keep so much of my true self a secret.
online, with my friends, I am free to be who I want, but here, with the people who have known me longest, I must never allow myself to let my guard down.
sitting here, wearing clothes that I feel alien in, talking in a language I am uncomfortable with, I do not feel myself.
but I persevere. I hold out hope, I wish and pray that one day the clothes I wear don't feel alien, that I am able to speak, laugh, express joy without fear, that I don't only feel comfortable with my friends or online, that I feel comfortable everywhere, in my own body.
I dream that one day I don't feel the need to lie, just for my own safety. I persevere, because I hope that one day I am able to live, not just survive.
@desi-lgbt-fest
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Hello Gaysis!!!
We bring to you the 30 day prompts for the Desi LGBT Fest 2022!!!
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This year we're giving a chance for the creators and non creators as well to come together and take part in fest..
The orange prompts are for the creators in Create Weeks! Feel free to create stories, poetry, art, moodboards anything based on the orange prompts.
The purple prompts are made for the Share Weeks. Here everybody can share their own experience based on the day's prompt with us!
The blue prompts are special ones. There's one on 15th and one on 30th. On 15th we will signal boost queer charities in desi countries and on 30th we will post some highlights from last year's fest.
In this post we will post rules and guidelines for posting for the prompts. The image description is under the cut
Image description:
Background photo of LGBTQ flag with smaller desi country flags at the bottom. In the forefront on white background, there's a title Desi LGBT Fest 2022. Subtitle: 30 days prompt list.
Under that there's a calendar for June month with each day's prompt filled in the corresponding day's cell.
Prompt list
1-7 Create Week
Pride
Music
Distance
Fear
Sunday
First
Letter
8-14 Share Week
Fave Queer Movie
Fave Non-Queer but Really Queer Movie
Your Pride dream outfit
First time you heard ‘gay’
Queer Bollywood Night
Irl queer experience
Your Hottest Queer Take
Signal boosting/break
16-22 Create Week
16. Ghazhal
17. Wedding
18. Boundary
19. Myth
20. Monsoon
21. Festival
22. Celestial
23-29 Share Week
23. Queer Activist
24. Queer Activist 2
25. Your Fave Queer Artwork on tumblr
26. Queer Bollywood Night 2
27. Your Fave desi fanfiction
28. Share a fave memory with a Tumblr mutual
29. Anonymous Confession
30. Last year's highlights
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