#and a queer childhood

[hornscorns]

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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

[newlevant]

Preview of Sam Long’s story, drawn by the amazing Cynthia Yuan Cheng! (@cynthiaycheng, cynthiaycheng.com)

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[imstillalexcomic]

When I was a kid, I always wondered what it felt like to be an adult.  I imagine that’s a universal thought for everyone growing up.

I’m 36 now, and I still couldn’t say what being an adult feels like.

I couldn’t say what being an adult “means.���

If there’s a behavior I’ve developed as I’ve gotten old that strikes me as, “oh this is an adult sensation”, it’s how I handle setbacks now.

As a kid/teen/early twentysomething, any speedbump, no matter how minor, would completely shut me down.  Anything not going to plan was an immediate cause for panic.  I’m not going to say that there’s nothing that gets to me now, but the severity of these inconveniences is orders of magnitude lower than they used to be.

Oh x/y/z issue came up?  Bummer!

…but we can find a workaround.

Richard is a friend that’s firmly in the category of “people who’ve saved my life.”  He’s witnessed some of my lowest lows and he’s been there to help me pick myself up.

I phrased it as “help me pick myself up” because he’s the type of person that knows folks need to develop tools be self-sufficient.  We should always be able to lean on our friends when necessary, but the ability to care for yourself is vital.  If we can’t take care of ourselves, we’ll  be unable to give help to others.

Richard has been absolutely instrumental in helping me develop my self-sufficiency.

It’s part of my mental toolbox that’s allowed me to embrace transition; I’m eternally grateful for it.

I’m eternally grateful for him.

[howlingtothevoid]

Miss you, darling. Miss you so much. I hurt you so much when I was hurting, and it was the same from you to me. I hope you're doing well and I hope you don't ever get near me. I'm sorry for resenting you

[asoftepiloguemylove]

WHAT IF I REALLY WAS SOMEONE ELSE?

Car Seat Headrest What's With You Lately? // I Saw the TV Glow (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun // The Front Bottoms Looking Like You Just Woke Up // Joan Tierney The Elektra Complex (via @filmnoirsbian) // I Saw the TV Glow (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun // unknown // Kaveh Akbar Forfeiting My Mystique (via @othellho) // I Saw the TV Glow (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun // unknown // Louise Glück Otis // I Saw the TV Glow (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun // Raymond Carver Will You Please Be Quiet, Please? // I Saw the TV Glow (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun

[pityroad]

— Forfeiting My Mystique, Kaveh Akbar, in '100 Queer Poems, an anthology' (2022)

[text ID: Some saints spent their whole childhoods biting their teachers' hands and / sprinkling salt into spider-webs, only to be redeemed by a fluke shock of grace just before death. May I feather into such a swan soon.]

[thefroggiesden]

Turtle! It's watercolor pencil on a watercolor paper artist trading card. I've never drawn this small before and it was kinda hard.

[renatapatata]

as soon as i added a very vague letterbox review for this film some guy from work texted me and it took me .5 seconds to realize he had no idea what the plot was actually about… certified ‘bruh’ moment lads

[sentientsky]

hmmmmgrhhf thinking bout crowley and childhood trauma and abandonment and rage again

[chawliekin]

and if I said that dennis’ insistence on being the breadwinner/provider despite literally being a pampered princess who dgaf about traditional roles of masculinity in every other regard (aside from ego) is because his mom only stayed with/chose frank for his wealth and dennis is highly aware that he’s difficult to love and unable to show his emotions openly so he has to be contributing something to the relationship materially in order to feel like he’s worth staying for… and mac grew up with parents who were extremely ambivalent to him and eachother so he has to overcompensate by proving his worth at every given moment and seeking praise/validation from people (and religious icons) who will never demonstrate the same amount of dedication to him but he has no idea how else to desperately keep himself close to those he loves other than by eroding himself into something they’ll approve of… dear god they’re both exactly what the other needs — someone who can’t and won’t leave them even if they try — and they don’t even see it…

[hauntedbythenarrative]

House of the Dragon (2022-)//Yellowjackets (2021-)//About you, The 1975

[maelancoli]

i'm kind of late to this but i just finished reading the scholomance trilogy by naomi novik and i feel like it is such an underrated urban fantasy?? taking the chosen one trope and turning it on its head with a fmc who has been prophesied to bring death and destruction, who is imbued with terrible power, but cannot even properly use said power to solve any of her obstacles because it would obliterate them and her soul. it takes a tired trope and the idea of an 'overpowered mary sue' and throws it back in your face by showing how all the power and destiny in the world is useless against a system filled with corruption that has burdened you with an easy way out (evil/destructive magic) that you can't take so now you have to work twice as hard as everyone else just to do simple, constructive spells instead of flicking your wrist and being done with it.

[gor3sigil]

I spent the majority of my life being scared to DEATH about getting older. When I was 10, I listened to a song about growing out of the innocence of childhood and cried for hours. When I was 13, I could have panic attacks and crying fits because I was terrified of not being passionate about music as much if I grew older. I cried when I reached my 20s. And I'm scared shitless about turning 30.

The adults in my life were MISERABLE. I was told almost every day that growing up meant giving up, making sacrifices, having to bury inside everything you ever were as a child and teenager to fit in the mould or you were going to be the scum of society, useless, not worthy of anything.

The adults in my life were traumatized and never did anything to address their traumas. And they openly didn't want to. They were persuading themselves that they were fine or that it wasn't important to heal from the past. But their traumas transpired in everything they did, every decision they made, and the way they treated me.

And look, I'm not old by any means. I'm almost 27. But I spend every day that makes me closer to 30 like a waiting room before my inner death. Like one day I'll wake up and become a zombie and everything I ever loved and was passionnate about will be erased from my mind and heard, only to be replaced by the excruciating burden of responsabilities, chores, work, filling papers and wondering how I ended up living this way.

That's why I left my family. Because I was so sure that they would shove me into the same patterns they were in that I just dropped everything and went away. And the reaction I got in return was "Well, do you think WE'RE happy ? No, but life goes on anyways." I felt my inner child scream in agony. I packed, took a train, never returned.

And thank god I did.

It warms my heart so much when I see peolle here in their 30s still engaging in famdoms, nerdy hobbies, passions like writing, drawing, make music. Know that you're the reason I keep going and am a little less scared of being myself and growing into who I want to become.

[howlingtothevoid]

Begging God to fix you!

(And other tales about religious trauma)

[lordcastaway]

they are trying to solve the greatest mystery there is — why some people still think they are straight

[littlestbigtop]

🔊sound on to hear me talkin'

At one point last year, I got asked to do a super cute @honeylambs plush, Lemon Clarice, for my client, Molly!!🍋

Molly got direct permission from Honeylambs to get Clairice tattooed by an artist, and I was so excited to be that artist as I adore Honeylambs' toys so much💖

I'd LOVE to tattoo more of your favorite stuffed animals and childhood toys 🧸🎠🤡

My books are open, flash or customs!

Email me at littlestbigtop-at- gmail . com

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P.S. My sister @shopwitchvamp told me to post this here, since tumblr peeps love my fursuit that I made, haha🎉