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loliquiu · 8 months

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The best canon ships on tv by year (part 2):

• 2018: Ryn x Maddie

• 2019: Eve x Villanelle

• 2020: Dani x Jamie

#eline powell #fola evans akingbola #sandra oh #jodie comer #victoria pedretti #amelia eve #siren #killing eve #the haunting of bly manor #lgbt #wlw #twenty gay teen #laysla de oliveira #stephanie nur #aaliyah x cruz #aaliyah cruz #cruz x aaliyah #cruz aaliyah

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everythingsbetterwhengay · 1 year

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I can NOT STRESS ENOUGH!

How important it is for our lgbtq+ fam to VOTE.

We have to make our voices heard beyond the yelling in politics.

Please vote, help us, help ourselves and others.

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hjemne · 2 months

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I'm on the brink of collapse but am powering thru to write transmac vashwood sloppy toppy and LR & WW hangovers and I have absolutely no clue how it's going to fit in with the rest of this fic that I wrote 7 months ago and it's no doubt out of character both canonically and within the fic but also I'm making myself laugh

(nsfw snippets under the cut)

"I don't, like, have a dick. Well, not a dick dick.”

“Spikey, I am genuinely fascinated to know what that means.”

Vash snorts. Loudly.

Wolfwood has never been more enamoured.

[...]

“Mr Saverem I am quite literally on my hands and knees begging you to show me your not-a-dick-dick dick.”

Vash whistles. “Now that’s a whole lotta dicks. You gotta be careful talking like that or people might start thinking you’re... gay.” He mouths the last word, eyes widened in mock-scandal and ending with a gasp.

“If you’ve somehow got multiple dicks I think my brain might actually start melting out my ears.”

Vash actually barks out a laugh at that. “You sure it hasn’t already? How do you think testosterone works?”

“I don’t know, I don’t think I ever really thought about it before today.”

“Well, I hope you’re ready to learn.”

“Sir, yes, sir.” he goes to raise a hand in mock salute, then pauses half-way. “We’re ridiculous.”

“I think it’s just you, actually.”

[...]

“Vash whatever-your-middle-name-is Saverem,” Nicholas hears himself say above the roar of blood in his ears, “I have literally never been so turned on in my life and if I can’t get my mouth on you in the next 5 seconds I think I will actually explode.”

[...]

Nick draws small, haphazard patterns on Vash’s back, fighting the exhaustion that threatens to drag his eyelids shut.

“In the morning, ’m gon do so much googling. ’M gon be the world expert in testosterone, you have no idea.” Vash smothers his laugh against Nick’s shoulder, body quaking as he continues his diatribe.”I’ll read all about every-” he breaks off in a yawn, “everything.”

“You’re very conscientious.”

“Nhuh, ‘m just ver’ dumb.”

“Can’t argue with that.”

“So mean.”

“Just the worst,” Vash agrees, pressing a kiss into his shoulder.

#(the context is ww has just realised hes gay after being In Denial & christian abt it and he and vash are hooking up for the first time)#(he spent his late teens and early twenties trying to find livio so he didn't do the big self-disovery thing & hasnt had queer community b4)#vashwood #trigun #rambles

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owlisdoodles · 4 months

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October Challenge 2018

Day 28-31 | Blue Ridge Mountains Panorama

So that concludes the October Challenge 2018 :D

I am pretty proud of myself, that I actually did 28 days of this challenge in 2018. I finished it in the end… just took a little break. But I got to post a cute Blue Ridge Mountain panorama, where I sat on the little wall next to the road in Shenandoah National Park.

Kinda wish I had the time to watch the stars there.

Date of origin: 10th of March 2019 | Find me here! 🧡

#october challenge 2018 #challenge #digital art #simplycuteinktober #owlisdoodles #inktober #blue #violet #Shenandoah National Park #Blue Ridge Mountains #twenty-gay-teen

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cherrysnax · 1 year

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hope people chill out soon, your take was immaculate and actually the reason I followed you initially bc i am an adult who likes cartoons and little kid shows but also doesn't get in internet fights about them and thinks adults who do are... wild, for lack of a better term..

but!!! now I wanna know about your comic (???maybe its a comic not sure) that you've mentioned, I couldn't find a tag to search but do you mind sharing about it? tysm either way have a good one

hi nonnie!! first of all ty for the well wishes and compliments! i'm sure once all the jokes and the offense die down, people will be relatively normal again... i hope.. lets get into the meat of the ask under the cut

EDIT: this got long so if u just want the basic gist, go to the very end!

soooo my girlfriend @pokemonleague and i decided back in...2018? to make spidersonas due to our love of comics and the movie into the spiderverse, but since we're nerds that totally span out of control. it went from a fan rp with several spider-man themed characters to a completely original concept with new characters, our own setting, power system-- the works. it is about superheroes, so it might not be your thing. okay so first backstory stuff

it used to be called the phillyverse and if u go into the tag u might find some old art, but its all extremely outdated (and bad. im not the bessst artist). after some delegation we decided to start making it a comic (we spent YEARS debating it) and named the project around last year. its uh called Show Your Spine!

I'm the worst at describing things but we have like 3 whole seasons entirely plotted out so I can pull somethin like a pitch together: while the vigilantism is a core aspect, with the main overarching plot being a group of unlikely heroes, old and new banding together to stop their city from being overrun by the mob, supervillains, and other threats. it's really about finding love and community in a city at war and finding the strength to protect and nourish it. all the while unlearning all the shit the last generations have taught us, to stop us from perpetuating the cycle of hate... while also beating the shit outta some baddies

in short its abt cringe-fail women doing cringe-fail things lmaoo. its a like a superhero-action-soap opera taking place in the retro-futuristic city of Chesire Grove, new jersey.

in this world, there's people with powers called Augments, who are just like you and me but due to changes in their DNA due were born with the ability to manifest different abilities (think mutants or metahumans). the tension between augments and humans is a little.. high right now, but allegedly better than they've ever been before. It's a newish era of human-augment relations, for better or worse.

we have an ensemble cast, and we intend on taking the main characters from the ages of 16 to eventually 25. the characters are aging in real-time.

OKAY PLOT TIME: The first few arcs focus on a delinquent teenage girl, Leo, trying to find a cure for one of her best friends who has fallen ill after trying a new drug, by all means necessary. during her quest for it, she meets the elusive newer vigilante Spitfire, who had saved her once before. Despite a rocky start, the two start a mentor-mentee type thing, in hope that the other can help them find what they're looking for. For Leo, she's looking for info on the man who made the drug that's been killing people, desperate to make him reverse engineer it. For Spitfire, they're looking for Chesire Grove's longest-running protector: Nightingale, who has suddenly gone missing. Spitfire's a bit new in town but lucky for them, the kid knows the city like the back of their hand.

At the same time, a sheltered augment teen's life is changing, as her overly protective father has finally realized that keeping her inside wasn't protecting her at all. freshly enrolled in a school for STEM students, Bobbi (also known by his nickname Retro) has to learn how to navigate the world for the first time and solve the full mystery of her past, all while her powers are on the fritz.

there's so much to this world, and we're so excited to share it with everyone!! i tried to be pretty vague cause of spoilers, and like i said, bad with words

#show your spine!#long post #webcomics #oh! one more thing #i know ppl r tired of media with kids. me too #not that its bad im just 22 #the characters have literally grown with us and to reflect that they uh literally grow with the audience #this is a loooong comic and by the end of it the teen characters are in their mid twenties #and the adult main characters are also just as important to the plot as well. because of that a subject matter SYS is pointed YA audiencesl #if u wanna know anymore #please lemme know because i wanna talk about it so bad #SyS is very much looking at superheroes from the lense of marginalized pp #*ppl much like they were intended to be #n for ppl who like it short n sweet its batfam meets x-men but theyre black gay and the worst people you know

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broke-art-girl · 2 months

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Hello!! I'm Broke_Art_Girl aka Ash (she/they) I draw digitally and write on My AO3

Asks/Requests: Open [✓] Closed [_]

How to make a request: Click Here!! :)

My anons: |🥩|🍖|🌶️|🍕| 👺|🥳|👻|🪴|💬|🥸|😭|🐔|🌀|🤮|🤝|🍯|💀|🤢|📘|😇|

Masterlist:

Series:

Original Works:

• "The Loner Boy"

• "She. Wild Mage."

Bandfic's:

(TØP, P!ATD, MCR, Melanie Martinez, Billie Eilish, Corpse Husband +more):

• "21 Detectives"

Fanfiction:

Bones and All (2022):

• "- Signed, L."

Stranger Things:

• "This is Home."

• "The Bond."

• "The Billionaire, The Rock Star, and the Somebody."

• "Lily."

Multi-fandom fanfiction:

• "Salt and Bones." (Bones and All & Saltburn)

One Shots:

Fanfiction:

Being Human (US):

• "I'll Always be Here."

• "My Love, Mine all Mine."

• "The Physicians Fantasy." (req)

• "The Scent of Love." (req)

Bones and All (2022):

• "A Match Into Water."

• "Wait in the Truck."

• "Lick It Up." (req)

Stranger Things:

• "Hey there, Steve."

• "Signs of Love."

The Batman (2022):

• "The Black Rose."

Tom & Jerry:

"Quiet on Set."

Head Canons:

Stranger Things:

Click Here :)

Wonka (2023):

Wonka and Noodle (ask)

Wonka and The Chocolate Cartel (ask)

Call Me By Your Name:

Elio and Oliver (ask)

Celebrities:

Billie Eilish and Maya Hawke (ask)

Things I've REQUESTED, NOT written:

Steddie coffee shop date by: zerokrox-blog

Todobaku deaf bakugo au by: zerokrox-blog

Solstice by: sunshowerwriting

My Fandoms: (including but not limited to)

These

+more that I cant think of right now xD

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aardvaark · 2 years

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just want to say. it’s okay if you’re not ready for a relationship now. it’s okay if you’re not ready for sex. its okay if you aren’t ready to date. it’s okay if you aren’t ready at age 16, or 18, or 21, or 25, or 35, or 50, etc. maybe you will never want those things, and that’s okay too, but even if you do want them in your future? it’s still okay to not want them right now. you aren’t childish or falling behind your peers - in fact, there’s a lot of maturity in realising that you need to care for yourself first before you can let others care for you. life doesn’t end in your early twenties. there’s nothing wrong with not being ready.

#wren speaks #trauma #mental health #amatonormativity #relationships #mid twenties #early twenties #teen years #teen idle #fomo #fear of missing out #depression #mental illness #queer #lgbtq #queer experience #growing up gay

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flowerflamestars · 2 years

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Timeloop au snippet

Both the girls who’d been working behind the counter when they arrived were wedged into a corner, close, sharing the same book and breath- they were holding hands, and the taller of the two scowled at Lucien, when she caught him looking. “Nesta Archeron,” Lucien murmured, and heard even himself, loud and clear, the admiration, “Are you providing the youth with subversive literature?” One cocked brow answered him, mean and sharp, before she laughed. “Human literature.” “Scandalous.” “Illegal,” Nesta noted, before savagely yanking the door shut behind them. A soft downpour soaked into the shoulders of Lucien’s coat at once, droplets of an afternoon storm catching like diamond in her hair. The whole street shown, wet cobblestone and gold-glowing store fronts. “I might have a reputation.” Lucien could almost imagine this city didn’t rattle loose his worst fears, walking with her. The sheer danger of sovereignty- a High Lord was dangerous, always. A High Lord who’d learned to control his population so acutely he was praised like a god in his streets was a nightmare beyond scope. Rhysand had always been powerful- gods only knew, what exactly, went on this dreamt city- but with a mate, with an heir, the propaganda had taken a very particular shape. Two blocks and a turn down they hit the square where the newest of such sublime horrors lived: a statue of Feyre, carved of pale, gleaming crystal. Depicted holding her son, an infant still in this rendering, both of them shrouded, small and protected and grateful, in the black reach of Rhysand’s wings. Wheat, stars, fecund bounty, a bowl of offerings at Rhysand’s feet- “Subtle as a brick,” Nesta muttered, before crossing the street. Abrupt in ascent, the path she walked- perfectly confident, avoiding passersby and crowds with the same keenness Lucien sometimes caught himself enacting, tired and thoughtless, the known rhythm of something that happened, over and over- mounted a steep hill and stopped, turning them from the outer Sidra onto a bluff. She didn’t pause to see if he was following- it took a shred of a winnow, to make it fast enough to pull open the pretty tavern’s door for her. Nesta froze at the brush of magic- close enough Lucien could smell her, all fire and spice, poppy-bright and just as narcotic- and Lucien realized, a second too late, that he’d finally surprised her. “Don’t trip, Vanserra,” Was all she eventually said, before stepping inside, right over a threshold crawling with wardsign. Eyes on the carvings, like his tucked chin could remotely hide the stupid grin he couldn’t swallow, Lucien followed her in.

#the one where time breaks and Nesta goes: hmmmm dating?#MURDER BUT ALSO DATING #Nesta had this shit figured out and Lucien is so glad to be along for the ride #this IS a crack fic in just. every direction #Nesta owns a bookstore!#Lucien has nightmares about her dead body!#They have to attend Feysands horrible wedding more than twenty times #before Nesta gets grouchy and drunk and they realize they ARE BOTH IN THE LOOP #Lucien in loop one: I am insane???#Loop five: fucking off to Autumn to hang out and bake bread #Loop seventeen: time to bang tarquin???#Loop twenty-three: oh shit oh god NESTA ARCHERON #Four hundred year old Nesta is fully a marvel #but still?#surprised when men are nice to her #maximum weird domestic cute #and in the opposite direction just maximum bloody destruction #Lucien/Nesta #I'm the one he's walking to #Look Lucien is a goner the second he realizes Nesta keeps mean auntie-ing gay teens in Velaris #he has zero defense against watching her try to puzzle out magic

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loliquiu · 10 months

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Pictures from the trailer.

Release date: 6 Sept.

#visions #diane kruger #marta nieto #estelle x ana #thriller #pride month #wlw #lgbt #twenty gay teen #barbie #margot robbie #warrior nun

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jeremygarak · 10 months

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absolutely EVERYONE should go watch the nimona movie

Right Now

(i am incredibly emotional)

#im not crying you are #i have been excited about this movie for YEARS #i read the graphic novel in twenty six teen (2016)#i was so young then #go watch it #nimona #nimona movie #nimona netflix #very happy to see my little gay people on screen

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my-thoughts-and-junk · 7 months

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Honestly love the idea of a love triangle where the dudes are fighting for the girl's love UNTIL she gets pregnant

#random thoughts #'i'm her true love' evolves into 'there's no way that kid is mine'#she had sex with both of them ONCE within like twenty days of each other so it could be either of their kids #i like this specifically with the bad boy vs boy next door archetypes #bad boy's like 'there's no way i can be tied down like this' and boy next door is just like 'there's no way i'm having a bastard'#bad boy dips and boy next door and the girl end up getting married #when the kid is born it looks just enough like boy next door they assume it's his #until the kid gets older and gets REBELLIOUS #so the kid's in their teens. boy next door's a PTA church dad. he and the girl have a few other kids by then #when UH OH. BAD BOY MOVES BACK INTO TOWN #teeny bopper ends up getting close with the bad boy for TEENAGE REBELLION (music lessons)#thinking boy next door's an auto mechanic. bad boy's a high school english teacher.#girl and boy next door ARE swingers. they vibe like that #went from 'let's explore in the bedroom' to 'let's explore other people's bedrooms'#they have explored the idea of polyamory with each other but haven't found any good long-term partners #girl's also a high school teacher btw. probably science? bio?#bad boy and boy next door DO discover their deep-seated rivalry was. VERY gay in hindsight.#bad boy is a LOT more open about it because he's like 'well they're married now there's no reason NOT to tell them'#'not like anything will happen' (it does)#i feel like boy next door hated bad boy more than the girl did for leaving #there was a stability in their group dynamic which was upturned when he left town #girl DEFINITELY makes fun of bad boy for that #at some point in the years since bad boy left town he sent a letter to girl apologizing for dipping (no return address)#which she never showed boy next door because she felt it was too personal #or maybe she did mention it and he just scoffed #idk. anyway teeny bopper notices their parents are weird about their new english teacher #their dad SPECIFICALLY is very weird about it. mom has a LOT of stories.#at first boy next door views bad boy's tutelage of his child as like. cheating?#like boy next door put in ALL this effort in raising this child and bad boy's REAPING THE REWARDS (not being puked on)#(at some point teeny bopper DOES puke on bad boy. for irony.)

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kedreeva · 2 years

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When I was a kid, maybe 14 or so (which is, you know, 20+ years ago), I belonged to a Yahoo! mailing list for an anime called Gundam Wing. It was mostly populated by other teens, of varying ages, as it was started by a teen and her friends. Eventually it migrated, when Yahoo! groups started as forums, and even branched off into non-GW related stuff in a second forum.

One of the things I remember the most clearly is the oldest person in the group. Her name was Steelsong. She was a 40-something Dom with a sub whose name we knew even though we knew nothing else. She ran her own fanfic archive because the web was still handmade HTML and navigated in webrings and I’m pretty sure Google didn’t exist or was only barely, barely launched and not well known. She was kind and patient and we loved her. She treated everyone on the group with the respect given any adult, even though most of the rest of the world was still treating us like we were children. Not teenagers even, but children. She never once condescended to any of us, never made our youth a barrier to her respect, never treated us like we were incapable of being full people or like we were less than her because we were young.

I remember that she hosted our fanfiction, as absolutely terrible as it was (and I still have some of it, I am WELL aware of how cringingly terrible it is, just absolute nonsense garbage), right there alongside of other fic that was soul-achingly beautiful. Not a separate section for her friends or for kids, just right there like we were good enough to feature alongside other authors. I never once received crit from her that I didn’t ask for, only support. Only love. I am still writing today partly because Steel was so kind about our fic, fanfic and original.

I remember that when I started doing clay sculpture, she commissioned a tiny pair of dragons from me, to support me doing artwork. She sent a check my mom cashed for me, and my mom helped me mail it when it was finished. It broke in transit, and Steel assured me that she mended it and that it was still beautiful. It was a small gold dragon curled up with a small silver dragon.

I remember that her patience knew no bounds. I remember that she was there for us, regardless of reason. When we wanted to know silly things like what to do with a single AA battery, she answered. When we had serious questions about sex, she answered. When we had questions about writing, she taught us. When one of our group members, a young gay teen in Australia, ended up in the hospital and then stopped making posts, and we all knew what had happened, she let us talk to her about it because we couldn’t go to our own parents, even though we had just lost a friend.

She was not a replacement to my parents, but she was an extra parent, in some ways. A friend, certainly, but someone that had been through more life than we had and was willing to pass on knowledge if we asked for it. Someone older that we trusted with things that were too uncomfortable to go to our parents or teachers or whatever about, because we already knew she wasn’t going to judge us or something, and that we would get an honest answer.

I don’t know why I’m remembering this so hard tonight, and I’m not sure if there’s a point to sharing this, except that I know she’s gone now. She was ill the last time we spoke, and her site went down a long time ago, and I miss her. She was a huge influence on my life, then and now. She was hope, for me, that life as an adult didn’t have to be boring, it wouldn’t have to mean giving up the things I loved and Becoming Only Responsible With No Fun. Her presence meant I had hope I could still write and play with friends even when I wasn’t ‘a kid’ anymore. And she’s gone, and I miss her, and I wanted to share her from the perspective of youth, and the perspective over twenty years later has provided me.

And I think of her, when people go off about older folks being in fandom with younger folks. I’m an older folks now, or at least middle aged folks because there are certainly folks older than me still, but I wasn’t always. I’ve been here since i was a younger folks, and I know how much Steel’s presence and support meant to me, how much she helped not just me but everyone on that group. And I think of the people saying older folks don’t belong in fandom, and that they shouldn’t interact with younger folks at all, and I just think... I can’t agree. I needed that kind of solid presence in my life back then and even at the age I am now, I need the folks older than me to stay. I want them here.

So I guess, like, if you’re here and you’re 40 or 50 or 60 or 70 or 80 or whatever, I want you here in fandom with me, still. Your presence here is a comfort. It is hope. It is a reminder that life will continue to be fun, even as I get older, myself. And if you’re younger and you have this sort of elder in your groups, I hope that they are like Steel. I hope they are kind and patient and supportive, and that knowing them gives you hope for your own future. I hope in twenty years you look back and remember them fondly.

#steelsong #personal #stories about ked's life #dash stretcher #fandom #god she would have loved ao3 so much #i wish i could tell her about the good things that have become

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fruity-phrog · 10 months

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Okay, I saw someone say that Nimona, while being good representation, “didn’t take the big step forward in queer rep that everyone says it did”.

That is wrong. So wrong, my dude.

Yes, an explicit and open queer relationship in children’s cartoons is not new, per ce. Hell, just this year, two popular kids’ cartoons had the main character in an open, adorable, plot-based queer romance. But this is different for a few reasons.

Reason number one, it isn’t left in suspense. Yes, they had that split for three odd weeks, but they started the film as a couple. One of the very first scenes is them together as a couple, Ambrosius saying he loves Ballister, them holding hands, Ballister leaning on Ambrosius’ shoulder. Ambrosius says he loves Ballister three times during the film, and none of them are any more than halfway in. It’s very clear, from their very first interaction, that they are an established relationship, which isn’t something I’ve seen...at all in other animation.

Secondly, they are the plot. Ambrosius not believing Ballister, Ambrosius cutting off Ballister’s arm, Ballister trying to get the video to Ambrosius - this is what drives the plot. In any other children’s animation with queer relationships, the relationship is not the main focus. Even The Owl House, which is so amazing with its constant representation, would still make sense if Luz and Amity never happened. But Nimona’s plot wouldn’t make sense without Ballister and Ambrosius’ relationship. It, quite simply, can’t be erased. It could work as a friendship, yes, but that’s the point. They could have just been two close friends that fell on opposite sides of a fight, but they weren’t. They were two lovers that fell on opposite sides of a fight.

Thirdly, they aren’t sanitized for “family viewing”. An emerging trend in children’s animation is to only have mlm relationships as fathers to make them seem more “family friendly”. With the exception of Kipo, there really isn’t many tv shows or films that places light upon an mlm relationship. And if it does, it'll be a teen relationship because teenagers being queer tends to come across as less “dirty” and more “innocent”. But Goldenheart is none of these things. They are adults without the mollifying aspect of having a family. And on top of that, they fight. They wield swords and they get bloody and they shoot at things and get angry and yell. They aren’t “clean” and “innocent”.

As well as this, they are in a film. Films are far more accessible than tv shows. You have to watch twenty seven episodes before Lumity in toh is canon. Troy kisses Benson on the eleventh episode of Kipo. And there are two hundred and eighty three episodes of Adventure Time before Marceline and Bonnie kiss. But with a film, the queerness is much more forward - especially in Nimona, where it’s literally the second scene. Animated films hardly ever display queer relationships, but Nimona did.

Finally - they aren’t perfect. I don’t know about you, but three weeks of thinking your boyfriend/maybe ex is a murderer? Doesn’t sound like a healthy few weeks to me. I have only seen big relationship arguments portrayed in straight relationships in cartoons - think Star Vs The Forces Of Evil - whereas queer relationships either have the massive fight prior to being canonically gay - She Ra - or have conflict, not arguments, that are dealt with quickly - Dead End/The Owl House. But Goldenheart? Goldenheart suffers. Their relationship is pushed to such extreme boundaries as for them to be pretty much exes throughout most of the movie. And yet, they are clearly healthy, happy and very much in love at the end.

TL;DR - Nimona is amazing with the queer representation, and it is a milestone for LGBTQ+ cartoons. Not only is the relationship romantic for the entire movie, the plot is driven by Ambrosius and Ballister’s sort-of-break-up. In short, they are treated the same way straight people are. They have flaws, they have massive arguments, they have plot importance, they have backstory. They are in love. And that’s what matters more than anything else.

#cedar crap #wow I didn't mean for this to be so long #nimona #nimona netflix #queer rep in media #queer rep in animation #goldenheart #ballister boldheart #ballister blackheart #ambrosius goldenloin #and I didn't even touch on the blatant queer flags in the background

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radiofreederry · 8 months

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Happy birthday, Leslie Feinberg! (September 1, 1949)

A prominent butch lesbian author and activist, Leslie Feinberg grew up in Buffalo, New York in a working class Jewish family. Ze discovered hir sexuality sometime in hir teens, and ze began frequenting Buffalo's gay bars. Ze became involved in radical politics in hir twenties, joining the Workers World Party and becoming a contributor and later editor of its newspaper. Ze would take part in many radical actions and demonstrations both in Buffalo and after moving to New York City. Hir experiences as a butch lesbian in Buffalo and NYC informed the semi-autobiographical Stone Butch Blues, hir most famous work, which went on to have an extremely influential place in the lesbian community. Ze also wrote Transgender Warriors, an influential work of popular history on the subject of gender, as well as other books and writings related to sex, gender, and revolutionary politics. Feinberg died in 2014, hir final words being a plea to remember hir as a revolutionary communist. Ze was later honored as an inaugural inductee to the National LGBT Wall of Honor.

“Like racism and all forms of prejudice, bigotry against transgendered people is a deadly carcinogen. We are pitted against each other in order to keep us from seeing each other as allies. Genuine bonds of solidarity can be forged between people who respect each other's differences and are willing to fight their enemy together. We are the class that does the work of the world, and can revolutionize it. We can win true liberation.”

#birthdays #leslie feinberg

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ms-demeanor · 7 months

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i really liked OJST in the mid-2010s but i didn’t stop reading cause of the cuck comic - wasn’t there also a comic erika moen wrote about (functionally) harassing lesbians with her now-husband?

In the mid 2010s closet-keys criticized one of Erika Moen's early diary comics and described Erika Moen as "Reassuring a cishet partner that it’s totally okay to use hate speech towards wlw at Pride" and condoning the harassment and fetishization of lesbians because of a 2007 comic that she had made as part of a webcomic she had written about gender and her interactions with her queerness.

The hate speech in question is the partner asking "are you sure you want to hold my hand with all these dykes around?" while they are pretty clearly at a Dyke Day event during pride, and the reassurance that 'it's totally okay to use hate speech toward wlw' is Erika responding "sweetie, I'm proud to be with you."

The comic is still up with a disclaimer that it was written at a different time, and I know that's probably not going to fly with a lot of people but if you were a bi woman in the early to mid 2000s it was pretty common to use statements like "lol yeah i'm into women my boyfriend is fine with it as long as I take pictures" to diffuse the biphobia from straight people AND to say shit like "I'm not a party bi, I actually love pussy, thanks" to diffuse the biphobia from queer people. (if you were a bi guy in the early to mid 2000s i'm sorry and I'm sorry now because we got LUG but that mostly went away and you *still* have to deal with the "gay in waiting" bullshit).

That comic ends with Erika and her partner looking at a woman and saying "I'd totally do her" while the woman thinks "pigs" and if you think that means that they literally sat on the street and vocally commented about lesbians passing by them or that they condone harassing lesbians (in, I cannot stress this enough, a diary comic written by someone in their early twenties who is realizing they are occasionally interested in some men some of the time after identifying as a lesbian their whole life), then I'm gonna go ahead and recommend signing up for some variety or other of literary analysis class. Do we think that Erika is seriously implying that she is going to make her boyfriend gay if she fucks him in this comic from a year later?

If this comic bothers you and you see it as a straight-passing couple giving the go-ahead to harass lesbians, you do you, I'm not saying you have to read the comic or enjoy Erika Moen.

I am saying it's a bit of a stretch, though, and certainly the least charitable explanation possible, and that we should probably give people some space to say awkward things about their sexuality and to make missteps when discussing it in their early twenties and not call them lesbophobic fifteen years after the fact for a college comic.

Moen also gets called transphobic because she has described trans men as adorable/cute in a way that could be read as patronizing in one comic and because she made a comic about wearing a packer for fun and for sexual gratification with her cis male partner as a cis woman.

Appropriately, all of these things feel very "late twenty teens tumblr callout post."

If it bugs you, you don't have to read the comics but I've talked about Moen before and I've gotten the anons in my inbox calling me lesbophobic for recommending her comic when in 2007 she made a comic about catcalling lesbians and condoning street harassment.

Which is frustrating because Erika Moen writes a comic about sex toys that has incredible body and gender diversity and is interested in making sure that people of all sexualities are having safe, enjoyable sex and talking openly about it. This is Rebecca Sugar condones war crimes level discourse over a creator who makes a genuinely good comic and gets dismissed as cringe by people who hate open discussions of sex and gets dismissed as a bigot (in ways that I think are incredibly unfair given the vast majority of her work) among people who *claim* to love open discussions of sex but who *actually* love witch hunts.

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Steve Harrington-Munson was probably one of the happiest men to be alive in the modern era. He had the perfect life, against all odds. Because apparently having your late teens and early twenties ruined by demons equated to a fantastic adulthood.

He had it all. A loving family, the best friend/surrogate sister he could ever ask for, and he was married to the love of his life. And okay, yes. That had included some extremely embarrassing revelations and internal meltdowns and... a pretty brutal disownment. But he had figured it all out in the end. And here he was, a decade later with a ring on his finger and a nice hyphenated name. Not to mention how he was basically a trophy husband.

Eddie hadn't wasted a moment of the last decade. A symptom of almost dying it would seem. He went for the GED, gathered the band back up, moved across the country to chase his dreams and play in every shitty dive bar he could until they were discovered. All while dragging Steve along for the ride.

As much as Steve had believed in him, neither of them had been prepared for his music career actually taking off. Especially not to the level it did. It was undeniable that his husband was an A-Lister, despite how universally hated he was by half the country. You don't get many out and proud metal front man who loved parading around his high school sweetheart at every social event he could. But Europe loved him, as did the entirety of gay, rebellious youths world wide.

It was so stupid. There Eddie was, painted as an insane freak who was fake-married. With tabloids running story after story about his secret children, his drug addiction, a wife from another country, anything that they could think of. All while Eddie spent every free moment at Steve's side, always opting for a night in with his baby when given the choice. And when he wasn't doing that, he was busy playing surrogate fun uncle to the kids, who were definitly not kids anymore. But that didn't stop them from all getting together for Dungeons and Dragons once a month, hundreds and hundreds of campaign hours on everyone's belts. And that was his life. Spending time with his family, forcing them on hikes and runs, volunteering, working occasionally to help Robin with her translating work, all while coming home to the sweetest thing that ever existed.

God, did Steve love that man. Reminiscing about the love of his life while he was on tour was not helping his fretful sleep. He just... really had given him everything. He loved him so much in fact that he was only slightly pissed when he was woken up at three a.m. from the phone ringing off the hook.

Steve reached for it blindly, still half-asleep when he mumbled, "Mm-Eds?"

"Steeeeeeeeeevie," Eddie's voice slurred back at him, "Baby booooy. How's my baby boy? I miss my baby boy."

Steve smiled despite himself, yawning into the phone. Eddie was lucky he was so cute, considering how the love of his life who could not remember what time zones were, "He misses you too. And he's a little tired right now babe. What's up?"

"Day drunk," Eddie sighed, "Guys, morning show, mimosas, hotel room to sleep it off. Missing you."

"You won't be missing me for long," Steve softly laughed. Though... hearing his voice was quite the reminder of how cold the bed suddenly felt, "Just... one more week. That's not too long right?"

"Too long!" Eddie groaned, dramatic, "I miss you now. Why can't I see you now? Wait-Can I see you now? Cause planes and trains and-"

"And no," Steve interrupted with a chuckle, "You'd only get me for a few hours before you'd have to leave again."

"Worth it," Eddie mumbled out, his voice a little muffled as he tumbled around in his hotel bed, "Want my baby."

The pathetic tilt to his voice was enough to make Steve's heart clench. God he was too precious. Suddenly a red-eye in the middle of the night for a two hour make-out session didn't sound like such a bad idea. But he could be the strong one for tonight, "You have me sweetheart. Want me to stay on until you fall asleep."

"Yes please," Eddie sighed, "Love your voice. It's so... nice. Like... audible perfume. Like poetry or something."

"Oh baby you are wasted," Steve said as he laid back down, nestling the phone to his ear, "Please tell me you drank some water before laying down?"

"... maybe?"

"Babe."

"I knoooow. Keep nagging me though. I missed that too."

"Is my bitching your bed time story?"

He could hear Eddie nodding, rusting against the fabric, "And it's the best. Keep going?"

Steve rolled his eyes, but he did what he was asked. Saying every silly little grievance he could think of. He whined about how cold it was in bed without him, how Eddie had promised to take out the trash before he left and forgot. Again. How he hated how quiet it was without him, how much he missed hearing his voice trailing in and out of every room.

And Eddie listened, mumbling out a few sleepy m'sorrys and I love yous along the way. Until all Steve could hear was the slow, steady sound of his breathing. But he didn't hang up. Not when that was one of his favorite sounds in the world. And the perfect thing to fall asleep to.

Steve smiled to himself as he closed his eyes, a little amazed that Eddie could still make him feel so loved, from hundreds of miles away.

But one thing was for sure. He still had to be the happiest man on earth.

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