#look at his cunty little pose

[dailyezrabridger]

Star Wars: Rebels (TV) ★ Season 1: Episode 1-2

[buwheal]

BEACH OUTFIT 💥💥💥💥

He used to surf the web back in 98'.

[seithr]

i always forget this game updates while i'm gone. its been four years and im fiddling with flight rising again. kind of serving here

[cameleonvermillon]

I hate Aoba's cunty little pose

we only see the face of his sprite most of the game so I always forget then the full body pops up and I just fucking laugh he looks like someone pulled out a camera and said "strike a pose!" and he busted out this winner

[wolfatemybaby]

Only posting these on here because I want to redo their sheets sometime in the future

CW: OLD ART EWWWW

Eurylochus - 6'5

Odysseus - 5'5

Polites - 6'3

Ctimene - 5'6

Telemachus - 5'8

Penelope - 6'1

————— EURYLOCHUS ODYSSEUS POLITES —————

The EuryOdyPoli were designed by Saxon (TWINN!) I just added a few twists here and there.

I struggled a lot with Eurylochus' pose. It was originally going to be him unsheathing his sword from his back but it would’ve been out of place for only him to have a weapon. I much prefer this shy-ish pose anyways. Also the usual hand on hip was not working so he’s cunty w it.

Odysseus is a small man. He’s below everyone he faces in the musical in some way.

Polites has a sleeper build made for scouting. He absolutely abuses his natural strength for suffocating hugs.

—— Hair headcanons

Eurylochus buzzes it all off over the summer after everyone gets used to it

Odysseus' hair is as soft as feathers

No one knows how Polites dyed/bleached his hair ginger, he just did one day and never stopped

—— Scars

Odysseus was the one to give Eurylochus the eye scar. When they were younger, they were having a heated battle and Athena offered Odysseus some power, (similar to in Little Wolf) but it nearly caused Odysseus to fatally injure Eurylochus. Since then Odysseus has been trying his hardest to make amends for it (not really), but all Eurylochus can see is the boy who nearly killed him.

About Eury’s top scars + Mini BG: Eury’s family kept trying for a son but gave up after five daughters. But in still wanting a son they made Eury take responsibility as one, and it helped him figure out who he was. Coming out in his mid teens then transitioning when he was of age.

Odysseus' thigh scar is as faded as the ones from the war. That’s how long it’s been. A scar that cut so deep when he was young, couldn’t be differentiated from war.

—— Clothing

Like most transmen, Eury prefers the baggiest of clothes known to man. He and Ctimene have a matching set of earrings that he fiddles with them when nervous. It was a wedding gift from Ody and Pen.

Ody's clothes have an inverted colour pattern, to tell apart the king from the rest of the crew. He was given a red cape and owl pin by Athena before going off to war. He also shared his ankle strap with Polites because Poli uses his as sleeve garters.

My clone told me to give Polites a green headband instead of the red, but do not worry! It’ll be stained red right after I make some panacakes. When Polites’ glasses are hit at the right angle his hazel eyes look red

————— CTIMENE TELEMACHUS PENELOPE —————

Ctimene’s feathers usually grow at the base of her head. She used to have more but they were clipped, literally, from the drawing and in the story. She had to clip her feathers so she doesn't get outcasted + they're itchy.

Telemachus got his vitiligo from Penelope and she got it from her dad. I made Telemachus’ vitiligo go around his chin to look like a beard because, (if I remember correctly) I heard in the Odyssey, Odysseus said that Telemachus will become king when he gets his beard. Tele's vitiligo is reminiscent of a wolf's spotted fur. Telemachus has luscious hair for no reason, all he uses is coconut oil. He’s also trans because we say so. It took me ages to find a good pose for him.

Penelope's skin is very translucent at some parts to showing off the blue undertones. Her vitiligo is supposed to represent fish scales. AND HER FUCKING POSE OH MY DAYS I CANT DRAW STAGNANT FRONT VIEW CHARACTERS FOR THE LIFE OF ME

—— Clothes

Ctimene has the matching earrings and a red shawl given to her by Ares. She’s barefoot because she doesn't like shoes since her feathers get caught in the straps. Also she has a toe ring like Zeus. She gave one her bangles to Telemachus and even pierced his ears.

Penelope is elegant as always and her outfit drops to the floor. You’d imagine the white being on the lower half would turn muddy from being dragged along but she’s not going anywhere. She’s cooped up in her room, weaving.

Ctimene’s and Penelope’s head wraps are the blue the soldiers wore to war, to honour them in some way.

[emgemwritesthings]

Look at his cunty little pose LMAO

[weebsinstash]

I know you mentioned that you aren't a big fan of pregnancy AU stuff in Hazbin, but hear me out...

Imagine Yandere Valentino getting his Darling pregnant to have a living bargaining chip to make sure she doesn't even try to leave him

New idea. What if the only people who can procreate in Hell are red string soulmates, or, it's like akin to ABO in the sense that not everyone or every combo of people could create a baby.

I was thinking about a yandere Valentino who has Reader as his red string soulmate whatever and you run away after seeing how truly abusive he is to other people, worrying for your own safety, and you're missing for like a straight year before Valentino finds out where you are, and... he's all but KICKING DOWN the door of your apartment, and he's looking at you like a hungry predator ready to pounce on you, cornering you, and

a baby starts crying from the other room and you're SPRINTING to the noise and Valentino finds you defensively holding a little bundle to your chest, growling snarling baring fangs holding a knife whatever at him, and Valentino thinks you adopted some other man's kid, some little imp bastard or something, and he's furious, he's raising his voice, he's getting closer, he's-

making perfect eye contact with a little tiny baby replica of himself as it turns to look at him with its big red eyes and chubby cheeks and fat arms and. It takes Val a few seconds to process it. The baby looks right at him and is whimpering and gurgling, upset, but doesn't cry. The baby boy sneezes and his antenna flip back and forth. He's got lil hearts in his fur and his teeny antenna are already so fluffy.

'Oh but aren't baby moths technically caterpillars--' shut the fuck up, you're demons and also that would be ugly as fuck. You want to give birth to a 20 armed baby or something. No. We save the truly inhuman babies for the human x monster/alien/whatever prompts. Your baby comes out a mini mothperson and it's fluffy and chubby and fucking adorable and also shut up

Val is just, SMITTEN, the narcissism is turned up to 100, he's rapid cycling emotions, "*GASPING* OUR BABY IS SO FUCKING CUTE, WHAT THE FUCK, I WANT TO HOLD HIM" "So I knocked you up good huh 😏" "*already on the phone in a group call with the other Vees and taking 200 pictures* you should see this thing, he looks just like me, can you even believe that, I can already tell he's gonna be so handsome and successful cuz he's MY son" "aw, amorcito did you think you needed to run away to protect our baby because I have so many enemies? You're such a good mama ❤️❤️❤️"

You spend like MONTHS lovingly protecting and sheltering your child until he's a healthy giggling little chubroll and Val has him for like two days and suddenly your baby has his ears pierced with diamonds in them and Valentino is walking around in his high heels and slutty bodysuits with your son in a papoose cuddled into his chest fur. You're holding your sleeping son while Val is beside you and someone sneezes across the room and the baby stirs and here's Valentino, "SHUT THE FUCK UP, MY SON IS SLEEPING", like, NOT ANYMORE YOU DUMB JACKASS???

'Oh gee why is Valentino suddenly funding and producing more erotic films involving moms and breeding and pregnant people and lactation-' you fucking know why and honestly I think it'd be SO FUNNY if he's like, "oh yeah, don't worry, I want you on birth control too mami. I missed fucking you and I kinda wanna do a lot of that without worrying about another little niño or two. At least not for a while :)"

Valentino on the red carpet being his cunty fashionable self while his baby is in a sling and they're both wearing matching outfits. Your baby boy has a tiny iced-up watch that's worth more than the entire building you were living in before his father found you. Your "husband" is posing half-naked with your baby on the cover of Demon Playboy which he owns, "HELL'S HOTTEST NEW DILF" like I COULD NOT WITH THIS MAN

And obviously he's got new kinks now that you're a mom and he absolutely fucks the hell out of you to the point you would get pregnant again without the birth control 😳 valentino on some real "is this the milk you've been feeding my baby with, let me try some" type stuff where he's milking you dry during his bang sesh and your son has to have formula that night because your tank is EMPTY 💀 YOU'RE A RAISIN LIKE THAT SCENE FROM SCOOBY DOO ZOMBIE ISLAND--

God. I've read horror stories about women getting pregnant again even WHILE being on multiple types of birth control so, then you get knocked up again Because Of Course You Would, You're Taking More Creampies Than A Professional Rodeo Clown, and what does Valentino say? "Fuck it, I wanna keep it! I can't just MURK my baby after it beat the odds, that's so ME!" And now you're having twin girls 💀💀💀 who knows, maybe having some daughters would teach Valentino to actually respect women--

I feel like you would wake up one morning and be genuinely hysterical because your baby is missing and you can't get in contact with Valentino and you're freaking out at the absolute highest level and it turned out to be some dumb shit like Val just took your son along with him for THE ENTIRE DAY and didn't think of mentioning it to you because "but you were needing a break and we were bonding, mami. We were having our guy time. I was leaving for work and he looked at me and he SMILED AT ME. What the fuck was i supposed to do, I couldn't just LEAVE HIM, he wanted his papi"

Of course, all these ideas hinge on the concept of Valentino actually caring for his baby. He could still genuinely use it as a tool against you. You're out running errands and suddenly you're getting a call. It's Valentino. He wants you to come home; you left the baby with Kitty so you could go out for a little while for some 'you time' since you've been trapped at home hiding ever since you ran from him before learning you were pregnant. It's not even about you leaving the baby with a nanny; it's about you not being home when Valentino came to visit you and him being uncomfortable not knowing exactly where you are and exactly what you're doing

Well, you got a little smart with him. You've just spent the last about 11 months living through hell with your pregnancy and hiding; you deserve to get some fresh air and walk out on the town and--- in the middle of you lecturing him you can just hear your baby making baby noises through the phone and Valentino just adopts this... tone in his voice, "amorcito, I came to spend time with you and our little frijolito and you're not heeee~ere. You know I can have trouble concentrating when I've had a few drinks and, earlier i dropped my phone on accident and i thought 'oh, it's good i wasn't holding something important"

You're home within 20 minutes and Valentino is cuddling into you while he puts some garbage on TV and pretends not to notice how you're trembling as you hold your son and send the occasional wary glance his father's way...

[entguarde]

who’s this cunty little french boy and why is he advertising to me

[ID: A sketch of Devo La Main from TAZ: Ethersea in the pose of Jon Arbuckle dancing.

He’s a skinny, young half elf man with shoulder-length hair in a partial bun. He has fish scales on his chin and gills that resemble those of a betta fish. He is showing off the text on his shirt: “nermal’s pile”. He looks pleased with himself and there are sparkles effects around him. End description.]

[jennifer-jeong]

hii could i request like a little drabble or headcanons for racer L&DS characters? the idea been eating away in my mind for soooo long😭😭

HELLO ANON THANK YOU FOR YOUR ASK, I SHALL END THE EATING OF YOUR BRAIN (that sounded weird but you get me). I don’t know too much about F1 (my information source is instagram reels where the racers are shitposting) but I’ll try my best to get the memes and thirst correct hehe.

Fluff + Crack | Racer!LADS x Reader Racer Boyfriend

CONTENT Fluff, crack, gender neutral reader, the boys are F1 racers in cunty jumpsuits, ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

RAFAYEL is your typical babygirl racer man. I swear this is an entire sub population of F1 racers and I love them. He’s ALWAYS winking or kissing at the cameras and looks so zesty when he poses with his hands on his hips (especially because he’s in that tiny jumpsuit). He drives his fans crazy and they make so many edits of him LOL *cue velocity edit of him taking his helmet off. He gets very serious during races though, he’s a top racer, and can get pretty riled up when things go wrong. If you were dating the man, expect to get spoiled and shown off A LOT. He’d protect you from paparazzi and crazy fans but will never stop flexing how pretty you are on his socials. Of course you reciprocate and he thinks its so cute when you make little photo edits of you two with hearts all over them.

ZAYNE is actually kind of a mystery man. He bursts onto the scene with immediate top 3 finishes in all the big races but never takes off his helmet. He’s always calm and only ever really gives a small thumbs up to cameras and nothing more. The mask kink crazies (me) are going feral over this man. His jumpsuit shows off his muscle and his voice is absurdly deep, bro has it all. When he does finally take off his helmet, it’s due to a crash and cracked helmet. The medical team needs to check his head so he has to remove it. He starts trending on twitter after that day. No wonder he hid his face this whole time. If you’re his partner he’d definitely tell you that he only wanted you to see him without the mask. He treats you like a princess, publicly escorting you places and always holding your hand. You cheer him on from the VIP suite at every single race.

XAVIER has been the longest standing champion despite all the hate. Of course he has a lot of fans as well but being in the spotlight so much naturally brings negativity. He purposely acts aloof and stupid to piss off his haters more when he inevitably wins the world cup. Those who really know him though are fully aware that he’s just acting. He’s unbelievably good at the sport and he does it all without breaking a sweat (not literally, like he actually sweats a lot LOL). There's definitely compilations of him breaking character during interviews where he actually says something intelligent or when he accidentally rizzes up his interviewer. If you two were dating it would probably just be a really sweet relationship that all his fans adore. Even the haters would probably think you’re pretty or be jealous. He tried to shield you from bad press and you think it's so cute he cares about you instead of himself in these situations. You of course do all you can to prevent paparazzi from getting to him too but he'll still kiss you in front of them.

|| MASTERLIST ♡ || Thank you for reading! ||

[minniiaa]

Not gonna lie this is one of Law’s most ridiculously chaotic fits yet. Let’s unpack it cause I love OP outfit posts.

Three different ZEBRA patterns. IT IS NOT 2002 ANYMORE LAW, THIS IS NOT LIMITED TOO. Can’t tell if he’s wearing a full bodysuit or is just a German man in an adidas tracksuit. Puffy sleeves cinched at the wrists ok the silhouette is damn good. Mixing black and grey with orange and yellow?? Daring but passable. No surprise he had to put his drip logo on the sleeves and fuck it all up. Man refuses to wear anything except his merch.

Now onto the man himself. Standing like an NPC bc you know he doesn’t know how to pose. Typical creepy but somehow endearing smile. No hat for once and god does he look like he’s never slept a day in his life. What the fuck is with that hair part he has to be premature balding somewhere under there. Obnoxiously large sword glued to hand bc he’s obviously compensating for something. Can we acknowledge how cunty his legs are? Man looking like Brook over here it only we could see his slutty little waist uggggh!!!

Anyways, Law is a fashion icon.

[2-lines-and-a-circle]

How I feel about my gorgeous girlies and husband's new outfits Ikevil ver.

damn Jude is decked out in those jewels isn't he????

okay but Jude with that bird cage around his waist is doing stuff to me I didn't know could happen

I cannot tell you how much I love Jude's whole chain thing, I want to, no I will make a necklace inspired by it

the details of the sleeves are so nice too

Elbert is looking down at me in disgust and it's kinda hot

His whole look is giving something that I've seen before in my dreams and he pulls it off so damn good I'm foaming at the mouth

Oh you know what it reminds me of, if reminds me of Vil from the Luxe couture event where he walks on the red carpet who wore it better? Vil or Elbert, jk it's not a competition both slayed

Harrison is out here to serve, cook, and clean

but lemme bring you some attention to that thigh showing

it's making me scream out from the top of my lounges

The look of mirrors all around Harrison make me think about a man who is blind to those around him because he can't see himself

ALso did you see the chest peice!!!!!! He's so stunning like a flower waterfall that is up against a pile of rocks with some little flowers growing all around it

I too will make that damn chest piece, just you watch

Kate, honey, that hat is giving witch of the waste when before her magic worn off, only this time Kate is serving that look times 100x

she is so darn cute and then you look at her see through arm sleeves thing you know she is sexy and cute

BUt most importantly I need to see Kate with more of that hair

Okay now we got ourselves William he looks like him

I dunno I'm just not that into him

it's meh sorry William

Liam is serving so much cunt we need to call the police, oh but you can't because he would incriminate you

Like boys take a note from Liam he is slaying so hard with that POSE

Look at him, I mean they really wanted to show you how to break yourself trying to copy his pose

Now, ahem for my man, my boooooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Ellis!

Step aside twinks, here comes Ellis he's so cute yet cunty at the same time

like that smile is everything to me. It's like he's a shinning start amongst the dark night sky and all I can see is him smiling ahhhhh i'm down bad for him aren't I??

[ego-osbourne]

Because of his pose it looks like Lucien is tryna smash. Imagine wondering if ur boss knows ur the betrayer and he's like, "Come here often?" While he nudges his foot against you.

(Post referenced)

For the record I did NOT MEAN to make the original post look so sultry I jsut wanted Lucien to look a little cunty. But this has made for an amazingly horrific and awful joke

Featuring Vicente assuring Lucien that nothing would go wrong

[canonickero]

Hi guys here's more of my cunty ass metal family oc Akuma!!!

Don't mind the legs once again I couldn't be bothered so now he is a chicken

Lore drop under the cut if you're interested!!!

Akuma is 22 years old, fresh out of college!!! He is a substitute teacher at [SCHOOL]. Akuma doesn't dress like this when he's at work but the manwhore look is definitely not lost. He just wears a full shirt, sleeves not included. He definitely should not have even passed the job interview, let alone still work there. They're desperate for staff. He's not a terrible person or anything, he's just really bad at his job. He doesn't get any work done. But the kids love him, he's fun!!! He's the guitarist in a local band and he brings his electric guitar to work. Speed metal!!! He is a terrible singer. Never ask him to sing. He is left out on karaoke invites.

His ears are slightly pointed and his necklace is chewelry. Akuma owns like five of that exact necklace, just in case he eats one. He's got an overbite and hella teeth. His fly is always down, he's pretty forgetful. But he cuts his own sleeves and sews his own patches!! His little brother, who he is in custody of, does his nails. Akuma's little brother is named Reign!!! He is 15 and goes to school with Dee and company.(Should I draw him?) Their mother gave up Reign when he was 12 and Akuma had to do a LOT of work to gain custody of him. But they're happy!!!

Akuma is way too relaxed. People think he's high all the time, especially because his eyes are always half-closed. But he always passes sobriety tests with flying colors. Gotta set a good example for his kid brother!!! He's just funny looking. Those are in fact his natural lashes. He's silly like that. Akuma's muscles kind of disappear when he's relaxed and standing normally, but they're all up in your face when he flexes!!! He's very proud of his home gym(he severely lacks in leg exercises, please throw rocks at him)

(and yes, this pose is him standing normally. He has severe social anxiety, but not the nervous can't talk kind. The kind of social anxiety that makes him loud and overly confident to hide the fear of perception going on inside.)

He does his own hair, and Reign's hair too! They both have mullets 😋 Akuma's hair is naturally white with black streaks!!(Reign's is dark brown, like their father's.) Akuma uses the black streaks in his hair as guides on where to part his hair when he gels it. He uses so much hair gel. You could throw a brick at him and he would not feel it. It is absurd. But after years of doing his hair like this, it just kind of naturally separates in those sections. He and Reign both have wavy hair! It is a mix of their parents' hair - their father had pin-straight hair and their mother had unruly curls. They got a right middle!!!

Akuma had a tongue piercing, but it got infected because it was done by his cousin Lindsey when they were 14. He never got it professionally redone, so now all he's got is a belly button piercing(which is crooked, also from Lindsey, but somehow didn't get terribly infected like the tongue piercing did) and a septum piercing done professionally on his 16th birthday!!!

Is he overly complicated for a metal family oc, both design and lore wise? Especially considering he wouldn't show up more than a few times? Why yes. But I love him. I put my whole ass into my OC because I can. Also he is adapted from a MHA OC. He has so much lore. Please let me yap about him.

@fiercestyourmajesty

[wreckedandpolemic]

actress!reader au is so perfect <33 can just imagine matty tripping over how cunty r looks at her next premiere hehehehe … thinking miu miu and a little ribbon around ur throat that he wants u to keep on while he rails u into next week 🥹

GOD YES YOU GET IT!!! ughh so much slutty potential here we have struck gold ladies!!

matty can’t take his eyes off you, hasn’t been able to all evening. from the car to posing on the carpet to now, sitting in the screening, his gaze has been on you, heavy and heated. you can’t really blame him – you look fantastic, if you do say so yourself. his hand rests possessively on your bare thigh, his skin warm against yours as he skims dangerously close to your centre. you keep your eyes trained forward, but you both know neither of you are watching, desire buzzing intensely under your skin and drowning out everything but him.

your kisses are fierce, weighted with the promise of more. matty’s hands don’t leave your body all night, roaming from your thigh to the curve of your ass, wandering across your back when he kisses you. he thumbs over the pink ribbon tied around your neck as he pulls back, a filthy smirk that makes you shiver painted across his lips. “love this,” he murmurs. “like you’re a present all wrapped up for me.” you smile, heat flooding your cheeks and rushing between your legs. “gonna fuck you ‘til you can’t see straight in nothing but that pretty ribbon later, princess.” he promises. you swallow a moan, suddenly hell-bent on getting out of here as quickly as you can.

of course, no sooner do you vow it than you get entangled in networking and interviews, smiling prettily and posing unflinchingly for flashbulbs even as your thighs clench in anticipation. matty murmurs filth in your ear the whole evening, words melting into sick desire that drips down your spine and pools in your panties.

finally, you escape, attacking matty’s lips as soon as the car door closes behind you, panting and moaning into his mouth as your desire spills over, fervent and consuming. your grasp on time fails you, lost in matty’s lips and hands and tongue, your mouth bruised and swollen by the time you’re stumbling into your place. matty carries you into the kitchen and deposits you on the counter, your legs still wrapped around his waist. you hiss as the cold marble meets your bare thighs, and matty shushes you soothingly. “my gorgeous girl,” he murmurs against your neck. “my fucking star,” he adds, nails digging into your thighs as he bites at your skin, the scrape of pain deliriating. he gropes at your tits through your dress and you whine, desperate for his touch on your skin.

“yours,” you agree, peeling your dress off and tossing it away, the offending garment forgotten as soon as it leaves your line of sight. he mouths hungrily at your tits, littering your skin with the physical proof you’re his. “want you,” you whimper, rolling your hips against him, the friction of his hardness against your clothed clit delicious but unsatisfying.

matty’s hand dips into your underwear, rough fingers rolling gloriously over your clit, waves of pleasure spilling over you. “whatever you want, princess” he murmurs against your skin, one of his hands leaving your waist to unbuckle his belt. he shoves his trousers and boxers down just enough to free his cock as you kick off your panties, rubbing your clit frantically. “whatever you want.”

and he means it, too. he doesn’t tease you like he normally would, his fingers joining yours over your clit and the head of his cock pressing gloriously between your legs. desire drips stickily down your spine, the stretch in your cunt driving you wild as matty’s hips snap against yours. “fuck, yes,” you gasp, your legs locked around matty’s waist, angling him deeper. “you fuck me so good, baby.” your head swims, hazy with pleasure as matty draws rough circles over your clit and fucks deep into you.

“such a good girl,” matty murmurs, hooking a finger into the ribbon around your neck and tugging gently, the pressure at your throat heavy and dizzying. “takin’ me so well, fuck.” your cunt clenches around him as you moan into his mouth, pressure building between your thighs.

you’re wound so tightly you’re scared you might just break in half, your body unreal and coated in sweat, hair tossed and mascara running. “‘m close,” you whimper, digging your nails into his back, anchoring yourself to him as heat wracks through you.

another tug to your choker and you pitch over the edge, eyes rolling back into your head as ecstasy crashes over you. matty follows a second later, cock pulsing as he spills inside you. you swallow his groan, fire raging under your skin as your body goes numb, floaty.

matty’s lips meet yours sweetly as he pulls out of you, the loss a present ache between your thighs. tenderly, he wipes at your smeared lipstick, sucking it teasingly off his thumb. you slump backwards, waiting for the feeling to return to your buzzing limbs, and smile blithely up at matty.

“thank you,” you chirp, hopping to your feet on still-unsteady legs. “i needed that.”

matty stares after you as you waltz off to change, spluttering dumbfoundedly.

“afterparty, darling, remember?” you throw the question over your shoulder with a sultry grin. “if you’re good, i’ll let you pull me into a bathroom later.”

[nocturius8015ficore]

Sergeant for Clone Force 99: Hunter!

Traditional Ink on paper + colorization and texture in Krita

Nocturius: In that series of ''The Bad Batch Season 1'' I decide to add the red dots of a squad leader like we saw on other republic commando. Because they are.

I had lot of fun working on Hunter. Doing a dynamic but simple pose. I used some cool reference about him and the commando concept art. That was nice to compare.

Hunter is thiner, smaller and more flexible than other commando AND reg. It show well in the ref. His armor are modified to accommodate him nicely. Showing us that delightful''slut waist'' for the greater good. Look at this. 👇

Of course my style tend to put a little more meat on those bois, making them a bit thicker than in the cartoon, but still, his belly armor/belt is just some sort of Katarn-class armor panty... Now folks you know that's why he is so cunty. Mystery solved. 👍

[campgender]

Omise’eke Natasha Tinsley on Indya Moore’s Calvin Klein ads, ballroom hands as gender performance, & imagining + valorizing femme penis

image description: four cropped screenshots of text from The Color Pynk: Black Femme Art for Survival by Omise’eke Natasha Tinsley.

excerpt 1:

In their “I Speak My Truth in #MyCalvins” spot, Moore gives viewers hands performance while perched gracefully on the balcony’s edge. The ball of their left foot balanced on the ledge, right leg extended to the floor, and thighs in an open V, their right hand holds the railing while the left circles on the soft, limp wrist characteristic of vogue femme. At this moment—also the beginning of the voiceover that “speaks truth”—Moore seems at once grounded and ready to fly, their crotch bulge, breasts, and ballroom hands gesturing toward femme flight.

In the companion video “Convention Killer,” Moore—now advertising a black lace bodysuit from Calvin’s “womenswear” line—again gives us hands performance along with floor work, rolling and twisting with arched back and circling wrists as they dance in a mirrored glass cage. A black shirt tied around their waist swings between their legs as they work vogue performance style “soft and cunt,” which “consists of clean, soft, and smooth hand/arm movements in a fluid and flowing way.”

Mobile hands, not pendulous flesh of any kind, are the body parts that tell stories of gender in vogue femme, Tente argues: “The hands mark every presence and activate all bodies, from the voguers to those who came to look or judge... They frame the face, create boxes and flows of energy, they tut, twist and draw eights, they tell a story, point to certain parts of the body that need to be looked at and admired.”

excerpt 2 (images 2 & 3):

Moore’s styling and posing in the Calvin Klein videos use hands performance to point to ways Moore alters not only the body itself but their understanding of what their body means. In the “Convention Killer” spot, their hands deftly circle both their face and upper thighs as “parts of the body that need to be looked at and admired.”

Their vogue femme hands point to their crotch in a way that, in the words of my brilliant Femme Theory student Elijah Ezeji-Okoye, “begs us to imagine a biologically femme, non-binary penis”: that is, Moore’s voguing femme choreography in their slightly bulging Calvins “allows us to include the biology of the penis in a more representative femme-ininity while resisting the gender binaries that are imposed upon us from birth.”

I love Ezeji-Okoye’s idea that Moore dresses and dances a biologically femme penis, which aligns with Moore’s self-identification as “nonbinary, femme,” and decidedly not female. I also love that when I write something like this—Moore gestures toward her biologically femme penis with soft and cunt hands—I’m putting together words that make little sense in relation to each other in straight common sense but signify generously in Black queer world making.

Like Black pussy in Shoniqua Roach’s theorizing, cunt and cunty don’t reference genitalia in ballroom. Cunt and pussy are “criteria for gender performance in ballroom culture, as opposed to insults or demeaning expletives hurled at women and femme queens,” Bailey points out. (Comedian D. L. Hughley once called Moore a pussy for objecting to his homophobic jokes, to which they responded, “Pussy’s are warm, have depth and are strong enough to take a beating... Pussy is absolutely complimentary to who I am.”) Bailey notes, “When these terms are used, the speaker does not typically say ‘you are a cunt.’ Instead, the speaker says, ‘give me pussy’ or ‘you look cunt,’ meaning give me femininity in your performance and self-presentation.”

In Bailey’s examples, cunt functions as an adjective rather than a noun: and while concrete nouns suggest “permanency, stability, fixity,” as Gloria Wekker writes of Dutch nouns describing sexuality, adjectives—whose semantic role is change, modification of a noun’s meaning—are more supple, more suited to the malleable, unfinished understanding of sex and gender Bailey attributes to ballroom.

Cunty is a descriptor Moore themself uses, as in their tweet about Janet Mock’s work on Pose: “Goddess @janetmock teleported from the universe of infinitely cunty magical stuff and crushed some sugar, some spice and everything transsexual & softly blew the con- tents with her hand using her holy afro futuristic breath unto the book of Pose. & then our cast was born.” Nobody’s cookie-cutter, heteronormative femininity, the infinite cuntiness in Moore’s fabulous description is a femme-ininity that multiplies gender possibilities like grains of sugar, births something new with hands and mouth instead of uterus, and creates beautiful Black femme futures that were never supposed to exist.

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In a roundtable on colorism, Moore cites white woman cunt—“a phrase in the ballroom scene that is commending somebody that is beautiful”—as proof that decolonization of queer bodies is ongoing, painful, and powerful even in our own spaces. Black femme cunt, Black femme penis as standards of excellence, they know, are “holy afro futuristic” dreams yet to be realized.

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