#q word mention

[lgbtqtext]

[royalarchivist]

Mike: Feliz Aniversário– What's yours, Richarlyson, how about yours?

Richarlyson: SO OK mine is a bit...dangerou

Phil: Yours is a bit dangerous?

Fit: Dangerous? How does–

Phil: [Grabs his mic and speaks directly into it] Is it- is it– Richarlyson, did you make not safe for wọrk art? 🤨

Richarlyson: cause I didn't mad it pixelart 0_0

Phil: Ok, Jesus Christ. [Laughs] I was like– "Uh oh. There is man– man-chest flexing." [Laughs and slaps his desk] I'm like, imagining- imagining Pac like, flexing and his shirt explodes, and he's like, sweat-drip– [Laughs] Why else would it be dangerous??? [Laughs] What, is he gonna fckin' blow up the wall?

Context: Everyone was making art to give Pac for his birthday! 🥳🎉

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Mike: Feliz Aniversário– What's yours, Richarlyson, how about yours?

Richarlyson: SO OK mine is a bit...dangerou

Phil: Yours is a bit dangerous?

Fit: Dangerous? How does–

Phil: [Grabs his mic and speaks directly into it] Is it- is it– Richarlyson, did you make not safe for wọrk art?

Richarlyson: cause I didn't mad it pixelart 0_0

Phil: [Reads his sign and laughs] Ok– "'Cause I didn't make it pixel art" Ok, Jesus Christ. [Laughs] I was like– "Uh oh. There is man– man-chest flexing." [Laughs and slaps his desk] I'm like, imagining- imagining Pac like, flexing and his shirt explodes, and he's like, sweat-drip– [Laughs] Why else would it be dangerous??? [Laughs] What, is he gonna fckin' blow up the wall?

Phil: Oh, he's gotta upload it. I forgot he did it in photoshop.

Mike: Yeah yeah. Because a safe Richarlyson's canvas thing is–

[Richarlyson places his art on the wall]

Phil: WHOA!!!

Mike: Whoaaaa! So good!

Fit: Whoaaaaaa– Wow!

Phil: That's so cool, what the fck! Dude...

Mike: You made that like, really really fast!

Fit: Yeah, that's really good.

Mike: Ohh, that's so cute, Richas!

Phil: [Blows a raspberry in disbelief]

Fit: Damn, I should just go home at this point! [Chuckles]

[Richarlyson punches Fit and shakes his head]

Mike: [Laughs] Me too, let's all go home!

Phil: Yeah, everyone pack up your sht, let's leave, see you later! [Laughs, then 180's and goes back inside the house]

Mike: So cute...

Phil: Well done Richarlyson, that's fckin' sick. Good stuff, good stuff.

Fit: Yeah, that was awesome Richarlyson. Looks great.

[q-writes]

- an oath, moving. q-writes

[puthyflapps]

Three seasons of Gen Q and they couldn’t touch this 4 min scene

[occasionallycjshipping]

Mind’s metal fingertips trace the jagged lines of his scars.

They’re sort of all over the place, because he doesn’t have the discipline to cut in neat straight convenient lines whenever he’s upset enough to stab a kitchen knife in his arms. Heart squirms a bit under Mind’s touch, breath hitching. He’s cold and Heart’s scars are sensitive and whenever he thinks about them, anyway, his gut churns and his pulse skips a beat once or twice (no matter how nonchalant he wants to act).

“[I just want to know.]” Mind’s thumb presses into the underside of his arm. “[Touch.]” It’s breathy, almost whispered, and there’s some attempt at composure being made except Mind is very clearly failing.

“(What is it?)” Unfortunately, Heart’s shaky too (his voice, his arm in Mind’s grasp), as if Mind’s state has infected him. “(What are you doing - What do you want to do, anyway?)” He trips up on his words.

“[I’m just curious.]” Mind’s fingers dig hard into Heart’s arm with a kind of bruising pressure. “[I- need to see how you come apart. Wouldn’t it be,]” his nails drag across Heart’s skin, inhumanly sharp, inhumanely slow. Warm blood beads up. “[Wouldn’t it be unbecoming for me, the logical side, to not … know necessary information?]” His tone is more controlled, slightly, as if he’s realized not what he’s doing but how disorderly it is.

Mind and his priorities-

Mind’s nails slice through Heart easily. Gracefully? Heart bites his lip, then tries to say something and fails.

Mind’s finger coaxes the wound open further. It yields so easily around him, or his finger enters so easily, either way it’s hot and it burns and the finger presses against the sides of his skin aching raw and tender like a petal between teeth. Heart drags in a hissing breath like he touched the stove. “(Why,)” he tries, harsh. He searches for a better way to make Mind answer. “(This isn’t logical, those are just excuses-)” he gasps. He wants to rip his arm out of Mind’s grip. “(So why do you want to touch me? Surely if you just wanted to - do you just want to hurt me?)”

“[No. I want to touch you. I want,]” Mind rips the wound open further, “[to know. What it feels like.]”

He takes his finger out and licks it clean as if that’s normal.

“[I want,]” he deliberates, “[to taste.]”

[pusangkambing]

Saw a tweet annoyed the hell out of me but for the love of god qjaiden isnt leaving or "closing the book" on bobby fields. Girl says she's going to start lying but apparently now is the time to take her words at face value

SHE.IS.LYING.

She's been lying to herself for a much longer time than she has been lying to other people. No she's not over bobby fields, no shes not over bobby's death, she lied to qBaghs about it because Baghera is one of the only people that knows about it. She is lying to qbaghera because she's afraid she might become suspicious too. She has no plans on leaving. Literally a day before she said Bobby fields would be her main base but she would need a different house because she cant keep saying she doesnt have one when people ask.

She has not moved on, she has never ever allowed herself to fully processed her grief. Think back to when she first showed bobby fields to qroier, constantly telling him that they can be like how they used to, that, there, they can never be sad. That they can keep living that memory of bobby forever. Go back when she first showed it to qfoolish. Leo was so concerned about it because she too clocked in how qjaiden never ever lets herselft get sad ever. She asks her tia if she's okay with a sign, qjaiden reads and quietly tells her "yes. im fine" then breaks the sign herself. She, as far as i know, has never broken a sign from the eggs ever until then, but the fact that she broke the sign herself speaks volumes of how much she's repressing her emotions. She is bottling up all her grief over bobby, never truly letting them out so she can forever cling to only happy memories of her dead son. Think back to when she first showed qcellbit, when cellbit asked her where she got the flowers (the cyan ones, bobby's flowers), she immediately changed the subject, never fully answering his question. She does not let herself think of the day when Bobby died, she refuses to touch it, she understands that he's dead but she can never confront the memory of when he actually died, and with the way shes going, it doesnt look like she ever will.

So no she has not moved on, she is not closing the book, the thorns of the roses of bobby fields cling to her very being, the vines wrapping themselves around her heart. When she speaks to others about moving on,

She.Is.Lying.

[palatteflags]

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Want one? Send an ask! -mod Jay

[lgbtqtext]

[devilshills]

I am sometimes just contemplating life and reminiscing about the way I diverge from some of my kintypes

like

1. Vel going “burn it like the witches who wore it” . ma’am , I’m the witch

2. Lute being homophobic . I am one of the queerest people you will ever meet . not even my hair is straight in this life . ( plus I identify as Vaggie , which clashes with kinfirming Lute )

3. Blitz using the r-slur . I wouldn’t actually say that . /srs

[outofangband]

@searchingforserendipity25 asked me and I’ve had a few others ask if I thought Morwen had particular knowledge of elven lore or healing and if this contributed to her being called a witch and here are my thoughts about this!

Edit from July 2024 when this was posted; I originally wrote this in summer 2023, it got lost when my q got messed up and I forgot about it until now when it was posted. Anyways I haven’t yet had the chance to review this yet so it’s possible I will return to edit or revise. I did go through to fix or add links though

My short answer: yes and no

Morwen does have knowledge of elf lore from her people! It says so in chapter one of the Narn! She wasn’t particularly interested in sharing it immediately before the Nírnaeth because it contradicted Húrin’s and she didn’t want to make him less optimistic (which shows how much she loves and knows him I think! Morwen doesn’t tend to spare people’s feelings like that…). I don’t think she was particularly interested in elven lore or wisdom but she probably had some! She was not a wisewoman in the way that Andreth was however I do imagine she held a vast knowledge of her peoples lore and history,

Not least because she is acutely aware that the knowledge that information that dies with her might die forever

I think she probably had some informal knowledge of healing! No exact evidence but Morwen survives the Bragollach and the long journey to Hithlum as well as Niënor’s birth with very little resources! And the years in the wild after her second encounter with Glaurung. I think she’s very resourceful and learns quickly.

it would make sense if she had some skills in this because Niënor almost certainly suffered routine childhood illnesses and injuries and it was probably impossible to seek anyone else’s help both practically, because Morwen hates seeking help and because it would have been too dangerous and could get whoever helped them hurt. On that note Morwen detests being reliant on other people so I think that she might learn those skills for that reason too.

I especially think about this with regards to Niënor’s birth. I talked about it here and I plan to discuss it more!!

I have my many thoughts about her and herblore, though this is partly because botany and ethnobotany are incredibly important subjects to me…one of my very first Morwen posts I believe was about her giving herbs to Aerin which I’ve returned to too many times; It’s also a topic that’s very important to me…)

Even among the people of Hithlum, Morwen’s practices and customs are possibly seen as strange to some because they’re Bëorian! Most people don’t view them as strange in a bad way, (though some do), just different

I also think that Morwen tends to be superstitious in some ways but pretty dismissive of non Bëorian superstitions which I’m sure is frustrating to some people (though obviously does not mean she deserves to be accused of witchcraft!!)

Basically while I think Morwen’s skills, customs, and knowledge, do contribute to the accusations it is definitely in combination and indeed secondary to her personality and demeanor and the fact that she’s presumed widowed. people sometimes view non married women and/or widows as more unruly as I talked about here!

As always I am sourcing Fearless Wives and Frightened Shrews: The Construction of the Witch in Early Modern Germany by Sigrid Brauner

[fictionkinfessions]

I can't handle being in the fandom I'm from. I have memories that don't portray "source" and common fan interpretations. For context, one of my "sources" has "me" flirt openly with another who gets slapped the label of being "my parental figure" when he was 3 years older than me in some source information about him and "I". It's so frustrating because I drew porn and got attacked for making "incest". Of what? Two queer men in a cult and get forced to call each other brother? I wasn't raised by him. I raised myself, even in "source". Let me draw my partner and I and don't call me a freak for drawing what YOU think is incest.

- A. Skywalker Fictive who read source by writers and was shown his sourceself is flirting with someone people claim is his "brother" or "father" in grossly queerphobic ways

x

[pencildragons]

something something the way gideon goes from being (rightfully) resentful of being ninth and being kept against her will + 'chipped and named' and generally (again. rightfully) perceiving her surname as a symbol of the 9th's ownership over her above anything else. to then in the very end reclaiming it for herself, because to her above the ninth is harrow and being ninth has always fundamentally been about her connection with harrow, and also simultaneously she spites harrow and the ninth just as much as she did in the beginning because she cannot keep her promise and return to the place of her abuse without the singular person who actually (now) cares about her being there.

Nav was a Niner name, but Gideon didn't know where she'd been born.

ch1

She was Gideon Nav, and Nav was a Niner name. She took the whole putrid, quiet, filth-strewn madness of the place, and she opened her doors to it. WHAM- WHAM- WHAM. The structure bowed and creaked. Big chunks were falling away no, letting in wide splotches of sunlight. She felt movement behind her, but she was faster. "For the Ninth!" said Gideon. And she fell forward, right onto the iron spikes.

chapter 36

anyway tamsyn muir. when i fucking get you tamsyn muir.

[ephemeralwonder]

And it goes like this.

You stare at the ceiling, Hot tears dripping down your face, And you wonder what it will take For someone to care.

You find yourself wishing For a terrible illness, Despite knowing how wrong that is, Just to have a reason to feel this way.

You consider what it could be like, To live in the world of your favorite tragedy, So you could have millions of fans Understanding the curses you face.

You wonder if things can ever be different, Because you’ve always felt this way, And no matter how many years pass, Nothing changes.

You still lie in your bed, Staring at the ceiling for hours, Wondering about impossibilities, And that is your tragedy.

[ectafoole]

Babe wake up new worst take about the word 'queer' just dropped

[horseb0y]

This might be controversial to say, but as a trans man, I've never felt particularly identified with lesbianism or the lesbian experience. Lesbianism wasn't part of my coming out experience, because I never ID'd as such or hung out with lesbians due to my environment.

The state I was born and live in is conservative and very catholic, my primary and secondary school were no different. There were very scarce mentions of same-sex relationships. My only recollection was a brief mention in a book from the public education department, but I don't think my teacher commented on it. None of my classmates were openly queer and/or trans. Any sort of indication that someone you knew might be queer was totally glossed over and erased by adults.

I didn't know one of my uncles was gay until I was 15. One of my best friends (most likely) had two WLW mothers but, like those history memes, people thought of them as "really close, loving roommates".

Hererosexuality was the norm and what was expected from you. Any non-normative sexual identity was implicitly considered "wrong".

What may have been my first and only proximity with lesbianism was when I developed a short-lived crush for one of my female classmates on secondary school. But that idea didn't live long because I was still primarily attracted to men, so I didn't think I could be a lesbian, but didn't knew about bisexuality either. So I was a weird heterosexual.

[Side note: I'd love to go into my relationship with bisexuality, but I'll leave that for another post, as it would make this one too messy.]

Anyway, my first real, explicit interactions with queerness were when I was 15 and started high-school. There I had my first friendships with openly queer folks. But even them, none of them were lesbians.

It wasn't until much later, when I started to question my gender identity in the pandemic and began to orbit transmasc spaces where I learned about the historical, close relationship between lesbian and trans men communities. Many of the trans men I'd met originally identified as lesbians before coming out.

Although, I found it wonderful, I also felt weird for not having gone through the same experience. Originally, I thought a lot of men would've had a similar experience to mine, but to my shock, that wasn't the case.

I started looking more into this relationship to educate myself of the history of our communities. I listened to other guys' experiences. While I wouldn't say I know a lot, I still have to educate myself, it has been interesting to read and hear those experiences. And since I began involving myself in my local community, I've had the chance to met many wonderful lesbians irl, most of them trans-nb too. They have a particular drive, strength and a capability of organizing that I haven't seen from other communities; it's completely unparalleled.

Even then, it's still difficult for me to personally identify with their community and our shared history. I can recognize and celebrate it; I owe my existence and my rights to my lesbian and trans men elders; but I'm not sure if I can have a close sense of pride in something I was never a part of, something I never possessed.

I feel the lack of connection from this experience has also made me wary and critical of some measures taken at some lesbian and sapphic spaces, such as "no cis men" policies or "woman and AFABs" type of language in some (but not exclusive to) WLW identified or adjacent spaces. It's a...strange, messy road I walk on...

I have no nostalgia for something that never was. I'm happy for others, but I'm not a part of it, and that's okay. I am me and had my own path to get to the place I am now.

Do any of you feel or went through something similar? I'd love to know.

[nocinovae]

I have many feelings on the situation around abuse and power dynamics and assault that are coming to light at the moment. For the most part I feel that other peoples rage and statements are worded better. Though I had some thoughts and as someone who enjoyed psychoanalyzing fictional characters I have some realizations about c!Wilbur that I think some people will appreciate. Other than that Support and Listen to Victim. Don’t Put Streamers on Pedestals.

I hate how much I and so many people loved c!Wilbur for being a morally flawed traumatized mentally ill character.

The type of villain to enjoy in media but in a “I like them as a bad person. They fill the role they were written for very well.”

We took them as a “this is a bad person to enjoy through media” character. He showed the experience of how trauma and mental illness can effect relationship and morals.

I felt like I could take him as a caricature, an exaggerated form of many of my own insecurities and dark parts of myself.

BUT NO All c!Wilbur was was a self insert character of the writer’s desire for control and power over the people around him. Same with any of his other “characters” that we all thought were meant to be satire dark comedy of disgusting men in the world.

And he let us all believe this. It’s ironic the way he literally had his self insert pity oc kill himself after not having his apology accepted for all the harm he caused. How he was so distraught with having to actually work for redeeming himself more than just his words that his actions that he thought would resolved that was killing himself for a second time.

All the nuance and grey area I loved saw in c!Wilbur has been destroyed with the truth we all now see in William Gold. And that goes for so all of his artwork.

At least with this new lense on the artist we can take another view of his art and see deeper into the truth of What a Disgusting Piece of Shit this man is.