#lesbian bisexual solidarity
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imfinereallyy · 7 months ago
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Robin and Steve both say “gay” or “that’s gay” in response to each other as inside joke. But they have to be really careful in front of other people, out of risk of either outing each other or coming off as an asshole. They slip up often though, because they are two halves of a whole idiot.
One time it happens in front of Eddie.
Steve’s trying to find a straw for his soda, insists it’s taste better that way. Robin has her feet up on Steve’s kitchen table and she snorts unthinkingly with a loud “that’s gay.”
Steve only hums in agreement.
They both forget Eddie standing right there a soda halfway to his lips until he lets a confused noise.
Steve and Robin both panic and scramble as Eddie laughs. He doesn’t point out this is the third time this week it’s happened. He figured out they were both queer ages ago.
Maybe he should up his flirting with Steve, clearly he hasn’t gotten the message.
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jmitchelldraws · 2 years ago
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old friends catching up :P
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denkies · 2 years ago
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lgbtqtext · 16 days ago
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macbxth-pdf · 5 months ago
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“ Are butches butches because they love femmes? Or because there’s something about our gender expression? It would seem to be just sort of a moved point. Like how many angels can dance on the head of a pin, which came first the butchness or the lesbianism. Except, there’s another one of these great misunderstandings. If you simply identify that butch and femme go together like love and marriage, horse and carriage. Soup and sandwich. Then it leaves out butches who are attracted to other butches. It leaves out femmes who wanna be with other femmes. It leaves out bisexual butches. It leaves no area at all to define why some women are so masculine and yet are heterosexual. To me, being butch doesn’t mean what you do in bed. I mean to be butch on a street, that’s what being butch is to me.”
Butch Activist and Author, Leslie Feinberg
Timestamps for quote: 19:39 - 20:37
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sharkboywrites · 9 months ago
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It would be great if we, collectively as a community, stopped throwing other lgbt people under the bus to talk about our own issues. It’s really not that necessary.
Like to would be great if we talked about transfem problems without randomly throwing in “yeah because transmascs have it so easy!”
It would be great if we could talk about the issues that come with being a certain sexuality without complaining about lesbians, or bisexuals, or gay men, or polyamorous people and how we think everything is about them (newsflash: its not and they have their own issues because being any type of queer is hard)
It would be great if we could let other lgbt people have representation and be happy for them, instead of turning it into complaining about how others don’t have as much representation. You know you can talk about wlw shows getting cancelled without making mlms feel bad for getting another season of heartstopper right? It’s not their fault and it’s good that they’re getting rep.
We can talk about our issues without making other queer people out to be our enemy, because they’re not
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forsapphics · 6 months ago
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Megan Thee Stallion saying she loves lesbians ❤️🧡🤍🩷💜 (x)
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macbxth-pdf · 6 months ago
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Please read this!!!
On the masculinisation of Black women and how this affects studs and stems:
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In the case of nonfeminine lesbians, cultural notions of black female sexuality may inhibit their freedom of gender expression in certain contexts and disrupt the image of middle-class respectability they have achieved through other symbols of their socioeconomic mobility. As black women, many feel that they have to work harder to be accepted in mainstream society, and admitting a nonfeminine gender display categorizes them as “other” in yet another way by confirming pejorative conceptualizations of the black bulldagger and other stereotypes of black female sexuality (Collins 2000).
When black lesbians take on these forms of gender display, they run the risk of confirming negative stereotypes about black women’s sexuality and subject themselves to dangerous confrontations with a larger society that devalues any raced expression of sexuality but particularly denounces and denigrates images of masculinity in black women. Transgressive presentations of self also reify stereotypes of black women as mannish and are particularly threatening to the male possession of masculinity. Thus, women who dress in a transgressive or gender-blending style may be reluctant to admit publicly that they have a nonfeminine presentation of self. As a result of their gender display, many face hostility from conformists in mainstream society, including middle-class black lesbians.
Lipstick or Timberlands? Meanings of Gender Presentation in Black Lesbian Communities, Moore, Mignon R. (2006)
Note: Don't wanna get too personal on the sideblog so I'll save most of this for main but yeah I really felt this section. I'm happy this was addressed and I'm not alone on this.
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the-music-maniac · 1 year ago
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THE V O I C E S
I'm unhealthily obsessed with Zoro's earrings, so unsurprisingly, my demons popped out of the ether at 2 am, and told me to draw him in body jewelry
My headcanon is that Nami bought the jewelry piece for Zoro bc she's a good wing woman
Bonus:
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imfinereallyy · 2 years ago
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Eddie’s on the couch shirtless, and Steve is having a full-on crisis.
Eddie’s bare chest is on full display on Robin and Steve’s couch, and Steve is having a full-blown, how did this not click til now, crisis.
Steve knows he’s staring. Knows he needs to stop staring. Eddie is going on a rant to them, something about society or something metal (he got distracted when Eddie whipped his shirt off), and Steve should really pay attention because he knows Eddie is going to quiz him after.
For someone who hates school so much, Eddie sure likes to test Steve.
Robin comes up behind Steve, slurping her slushy. “Oh no. I know that face. It finally caught up to you, didn’t it?”
Steve breaks his state to give Robin a wide-eyed look. “What—how—I—“ Steve’s shoulders sag; there is no point in hiding from Robin. “How’d you know?”
“Please, babe, I’ve been waiting. Glad to know you actually sped-run this. Was thinking you were going to pull a me and wait til Jenny Rodriguez asks to practice the stage kiss with you before you realized.”
“I have so many questions.”
“Don’t bother; nothing happened except me falling off the stage at rehearsal.”
Steve laughs but then chokes when he glances back at Eddie. “I think my brain just exploded, Robs. What do I do?”
Robin pats his back sympathetically, “There, there. Nothing you can do, bud. Just got to ride the gay thoughts wave.”
Steve makes a distressed noise. Robin rubs circles on his back.
Eddie interrupts their moment (clueless to the evident lesbian bisexual solidarity happening), “So what do you guys think? Should I get the sword here?” Eddie drags his hand slowly down his sternum.
“I need you to take it back.” Steve whips his head torwards Robin.
“Take it back?”
“The crisis, take it back.” Steve all but begs Robin.
“Sorry, there is a no refund policy. You can use it or push it to the side; it’s up to you. But either way, that baby is yours.” Robin uses her straw to emphasize her point.
Eddie tilts his head confused, “Uuuh guys? The tattoo?”
Steve waits a moment before responding. “Good.”
“I’m going to need more than that Stevie.”
“Good. Will look good on you. Anything looks good on you.” Steve has to resist shoving his face into his hands. He can feel the rush of heat up to his cheeks.
Eddie’s face breaks into a brilliant, and a little smug, smile. “Awe, thanks, sweetheart. Glad to know I got the Harrington approval.”
“You don’t need my approval to look good.” Steve was going to throw himself off the roof of their apartment. That didn’t even make any sense.
Eddie snorts, “Okay big boy. Whatever you say.”
It comes off flirtier than Steve thought a sarcastic comment could be. This time instead of responding, Steve just caves into the embarrassment, turns around, and starts lightly thumping his head into the wall.
“Eddie, c’mon, you broke him! Now I’m going to have to reboot him…again.”
Steve doesn’t see his face but doesn’t have to look to know that Eddie’s face is downright giddy. “Sorry.”
Steve doesn’t think he’s very sorry at all.
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aliyahali · 5 months ago
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digitalconcept-fl · 1 year ago
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To any young girl reading this blog out of curiosity:
Being gay or bisexual is completely natural. There is nothing wrong with you. You are able to love another girl, it's not disgusting or "kinky". Do not let others perceptions rule your heart and mind about this.
Reject the guilt for your organic attractions. You are not alone. There is nothing to be ashamed of in homosexual love. If you're feeling pressured to not be gay anymore by the system you live in, its the system that needs fixing and not you.
Something I think a lot about is the shame I felt growing up lesbian. I worked so hard to suppress my sexual attraction, because what kind of creep is attracted to their friends?
Changing rooms were a nightmare for me; I would crouch in a corner, careful not to look at any of the female bodies around me, careful not to think about it.
Any girls I was attracted to, I quickly beat the crush down with force. I wouldn’t allow myself to feel those feelings.
My straight friends would cuddle up to me, spoon me, and I would push them away— after all, to them it was a friendly gesture, but it meant something completely different to me.
Once, a girl asked me if I was gay, and I burst into tears. I had tried so hard to hide that part of myself, knowing that people would treat me differently.
I was so afraid to feel my natural love of the same sex. While my straight peers gushed about how hot guys at school were, I nodded along, making up crushes for an acceptable guy.
My efforts in faking were fruitless, though. People can tell you’re different. I was the weird, awkward kid, not straight enough for the straight kids, but not openly gay enough for the gay kids.
Only now, as an adult, am I trying to explore my sexuality more. It’s difficult and riddled with internal criticism for daring to love. Any time a woman gets too close to me, I ghost her. It’s a tough journey, undoing years of hiding and shame.
It feels good, though, to be free. I can imagine myself with a girlfriend, a wife. I no longer hate myself for my wet dreams being with women. I can fantasize what it will feel like to love and be loved.
None of my relationships have gone very far yet, as I still am fighting off my survival instincts from years past, but acknowledging the trauma of growing up gay is helping immensely.
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doug-dimmadumb · 6 months ago
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Reminder this Pride month that our struggles together are universal and historically, solidarity has been the strongest force to exist in this world.
Please do not forget about Palestine. Don't let them divide us, and don't let them use us against others.
Queer people and Palestine stand united, and we will not let them forget.
Free Palestine <3
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gayvampyr · 2 years ago
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lokiiied · 1 year ago
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this picture is so powerful
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bi-dykes · 5 months ago
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She-Ra Sapphics! 🌸💖🤍💖🌸
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