#lgbt revolution

[forsapphics]

In her kiss, I taste the revolution ✊💜🩷 (x)

[lgbtpopcult]

Best WLW animated shows 2023

Harley Quinn

The Owl House

I'm in Love with the Villainess

The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady

Rwby

Disenchantment

Yuri is my Job

[sir-dyke-genderpunk]

The Dyke Project

[androgynealienfemme]

"The faggots and their friends live the best while empires are falling. Since the men are always building as many empires as they can, there are always one or two falling and so one or two places for the faggots and their friends to go. When an empire is falling, the men become so busy opposing the rebellions elsewhere and searching for the reasons why this is happening, that they have no time to watch the faggots and their friends at home. The populace, tired of hearing only of foreign defeats, allows the faggots room to play. This entertains them. Once the empire is gone, the cause of the present evil must be found. And the faggots and their friends along with others often get chosen. Then times get bad and the faggots and their friends fade."

The Faggots & Their Friends Between Revolutions, Larry Mitchell (1977)

[ninesecretsigns]

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈

[queerpunktomatoes]

Hey, I know talking about revolution and constantly facing the atrocities happening in our world is so so necessary, but it's also really hard, and I see you, and I appreciate you. I love you very much, I acknowledge and respect you as a person, and you're doing great.

[celluloidrainbow]

QUEERCORE: HOW TO PUNK A REVOLUTION (2017) dir. Yony Leyser What happens when the community you need is not the community you have? Tell yourself it exists over and over, make fan zines that fabricate hordes of queer punk revolutionaries, create subversive movies, and distribute those movies widely—and slowly, the community you’ve fabricated might become a real and radical heartbeat that spreads internationally. This is the story that Queercore tells, from the start of a pseudo-movement in the mid-1980s, intended to punk the punk scene, to the widespread rise of artists who used radical queer identity to push back equally against gay assimilation and homophobic punk culture. (link in title)

[queerism1969]

Bulk estrogen process 😄💜

[historicalshroe]

I introduce to you...

The titty guillotine!

A cheap alternative to top surgery.

[kaliarda]

artwork by Thanasis Megkos

1) παιχνίδια / games, 2022

2) 202 χρόνια δεν είναι απλώς ιστορία / 202 years are not just history, 2023

[moonlightsapphic]

I just want to announce that I think this is the sexiest moment in S1. The music, the lighting, the choreography and framing. The sudden, sharp eye contact. The entire football field scene is perhaps the most gorgeous part of the show, but I never fail to get goosebumps every time this particular bit comes around.

The music in the background drowns out Wille and Simon’s dialogue. The words they are saying (“Pull yourself together.” “I don’t want you to be mad.” “Come on.”), while heartfelt, are secondary to what is really happening. The lyrics Let’s start a revolution ring out as Wille swings his hair out of his face—and for a fraction of a second, Wille seems completely sober. There is a sense of profound clarity in his gaze, while Simon meets his eyes in a frenzy of panicked concern.

Simon looks incredulous at his impulsive decision to bike all the way to school in freezing temperatures in the dead of night—all to rescue a boy who had effectively dumped him earlier. He is bewildered and upset by Wille’s physical state, and his state of mind. Simon has every reason to avoid men who engage in substance abuse. Despite his anger and annoyance, something in him intuitively trusts Wille, and in Wille’s abilities to respectfully accept support from him.

Each boy is suddenly discovering the staggering extent of their affection for the other; it feels real now, and the enormity of a potential affair crashes into them.

Wille has been fighting to keep thoughts of the collateral damage of his feelings for Simon at bay for so long, but right now, he looks immune to his anxiety. He has finally admitted to himself that the conventions and traditions that his family and late brother cared deeply about were simply made up. In a world where everything is fake—where he mostly tolerates his life by dissociating—Wille’s feelings for Simon are so tangible that suppressing them have been driving him over the edge. The surety he feels (towards his authentic identity, his wants, his needs) when he is with Simon has grown to become his anchor, the only thing that might keep him sane. With Simon, he feels relief.

They face each other directly across the scene, and we watch closely from behind as an audience peeking in. With their stance and the way they take up space, the music and lyrics egg on a sense of victory. This is a turning point in both their lives, but not because they decide now that they will truly commit to a revolutionary relationship—It’s altogether too soon for that.

This moment is just a simple, beautiful, wondrous realization: I would start a revolution, with you. For you. It would be worth it.

[artistic-rats]

“Love is in the air” they said

On a scale of 0-10, how well can you read my handwriting. 0 being “are those even letters” and 10 “Very easy to read”

[our-trans-punk-experience]

Would you like to form a coup with me

110%. Advocates for Revolution Collective starts now. No more infighting; no more bullshit. Stand united

[androgynealienfemme]

"Some faggots were more beautiful than other faggots. The beautiful ones only wanted to touch and be touched by the other beautiful ones. Orchard was the most beautiful of all and all the beautiful faggots wanted to touch Orchard. One day Orchard made himself ugly, very ugly. When the beautiful faggots saw what he had done, they wept and then turned their backs on him and forgot him. Only the ugly faggots now wanted to touch Orchard. So he gathered them all together and took them to a mountain top where they lived in harmony and joy. As they learned to lobe each other more and more, Orchard and the other ugly faggots grew more and more beautiful. After many years they floated down from their mountain top into the town. The beautiful faggots were astounded by these newly arrived creatures. The beautiful faggots wanted to touch them all and love them forever. But Orchard said, "No, you are too ugly for us. Go and love the ugliest faggot you can discover and then we will love you in return." So they left the town and did as they were asked to do, spreading the notion that to love the ugliest will make both beautiful. At last, one day, all the faggots everywhere were so beautiful that no one had to think about it any more. Now they all loved and touched each other with great pleasure and ecstasy."

"A Faggot Fable" The Faggots and their Friends Between Revolutions, Larry Mitchell (1977)

[whenyoulookupatnight]

WORRIED?

About the state of the U.S.? Of the world?

Me too.

But I am tired of just being worried.

First of all, VOTE! If you haven’t yet!Time is running out!! See my recent repost, but also it’s long, so very short tl;dr: go to vote.org ! And then if you still have all the requirements to go vote, hurry to your nearest polling station!

But after that? Here’s some honesty, and gentle advice, from yours truly:

My New Year’s resolution, two months early, is to take more direct action to make the world a better place. I have before, but I want to return to doing that, and I hope you do too, no matter the election result.

Here are four videos I find extremely important. You might dislike the people relaying the messages, and hey, that’s fine, but even so, please give them a chance. They aren’t too long each (16 min, 4.5 min, 1.5 min, and 13 min respectively). Comforting is not the right word, but I feel a good deal more motivated after watching them:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=i8N4Sgk5HTE

After you vote, I would say you are allowed to tune out for a moment. For just one evening. Cast your ballot, but then leave your worries to rest as best you can, just for this evening. Try not to obsess over the live polls or electoral maps or the news stations live reporting. Watch TV or a movie, or read, or play a game, or knit, or listen to music, etc etc- whatever calms you down, whatever puts you at ease.

But tomorrow? Or as soon as you can?—Make an action plan.

You can start small! You’ll be surprised with how you can improve your life with just a small change. Just one. It can be a small thing. Do your laundry, take a shower, take a walk, listen to some of your favorite music. Baby steps. Will you crack open that planner or calendar finally, and just start with today and tomorrow first, making a to-do list? I struggle to do that, but it always helps.

What I need for myself right now is just that, to make a wellness plan. I always share the oxygen mask metaphor: the emergency information for planes is to put your oxygen mask on before helping someone else. You cannot help anyone if you do not start with little things for yourself. And yes, that is easier said than done. But again- baby steps.

First, make changes for yourself.

And then, soon—when you feel able—make a change for another person.

Will you call or text a friend you haven’t talked to in a while?

Will you get together to support friends and family today and tomorrow? Or next week?

Will you do a random act of kindness, for your neighbor? For a stranger?

And then—and only then—but also not too long from now: How can you take direct actions to change your community, and your world, for the better?

Will you start the process of joining a union, to demand better pay and conditions for you and your coworkers?

Will you search online, “[issue important to you] [organizations/activism/activist group]”—and make a commitment to get engaged? Show up for a meeting?

Will you choose to volunteer somewhere?

Will you write a letter to or call a lawmaker about an issue you care about?

Will you go to a local city council meeting? (Boring, sure, but you may be surprised by what you learn!)

Will you do one of these things, today?

This week?

Will you add one or two more, this month?

The next three months? The next six? Twelve?

I am not sure what I will do first. But I will take it one step at a time. And after some self care steps, I’m going to make a plan to take care for my friends and family. Then, some small acts to engage and support in my community. Then, I will organize with people take direct actions to make the world a better place too.

*That* is what truly squashes the seemingly endless dread, the anxiety, and yes, the worry.

Thank you all. Thank you for reposting my recent longwinded election post.

Lastly, a loving reminder:

You are valid.

You are loved.

You deserve the same love for yourself that you give to others. (That is a tough ask, I know- but in the near future, recall it as best as you can).

And you are not alone, no matter how bleak it seems right now.

Let’s love ourselves as best we can, love our friends and family and neighbors and strangers and community and the people who make up countries and the people and animals and plants and everything that makes up our scary yet endlessly beautiful world.

With all that said:

Love. 💙

Peace.✌️

And? Sooner, rather than later?

Let’s hit the pavement, and get to work y’all!

Let’s go!! ✊

[animentality]