#queer angst

[renstrapp]

Olene, you devil. The ex girlfriend of Molly Song and the catalyst for How Could You, my debut graphic novel full of messy college relationships.

This faux riso print is this month's Patreon postcard! Seagulls forever.

[sillystringpony]

Memphis' first and only love thus far; Jonathan Ringler. Jono was quite obviously a queer man in denial, so their whole doomed romance was very much a right people, wrong time sort of thing.

I'm not crying, you are, actually.

interactions hugely appreciated

[adult-trash-lord]

So I finally watched Good Omens. Didn't know I signed up for more fandom hell.

[indigosabyss]

Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week!!

I'm doing three fics and maybe a podfic if i manage to clear my throat up before the end of the week.

First is A(r)ro(w) Force: A Gwen Poole and Nadia Van Dyne teamup on the WCA reality show. Deals with the worries of being on the aromantic spectrum, and trying to understand what subcategory you fit in. I've already posted that.

Next will be the second chapter of You're Ten Billion Percent Not Alone: A Dr. Stone QPR SenGen fic. Main themes of aro community and the joy that comes with it. I will post it some time this week.

Last is going to be We're All Aro Here, A Bloom Into You fic of Doujima realizing that the entire student council except him is somewhat arospec. It's about aro acceptance, from the angle of people who know nothing about the proper terminology and understand what they're feeling. I haven't posted it yet, but will update with the link. Might write bits of this live on my twitch, if you're interested.

Here's the link to my youtube channel in case I do post my podfic for You've Got A Face For Radio, an aroace alastor character study on ao3 by ckret2.

[goodoldfashionedengineer]

I CAN'T, I CAN'T, NO, NO, NOT AGAIN!

Aziraphale just sacrificed his own happiness, left the love of his life and went to a place he doesn't like in order to try to fix something that is broken

And now Loki sacrificed his own happiness, left his friends and love of his life and took a throne he never actually wanted to fix something that is broken.

NOT AGAIN, NOT A SECOND TIME IN ONE YEAR, I CAN'T DO THIS

[14thcommander]

The taste of her kiss is bittersweet.

The guilt goes away as quickly as it arrives, not enough to fully disrupt the moment. It’s all tongue and teeth, hungry in its very nature. Yet, it is the softest touch you have ever felt.

When she moves away from you — just slightly, as you can still feel her warm breath fanning over your face — you wonder what your family would think of this.

Would they want to fix you? Would they seek a cure for whatever disease takes over your chest whenever you see her?

The weed blooming in your heart, twisting around its organic cage, is too strong. The thoughts of sin and guilt are like an image on a fuzzy television screen — faint, but still there. Tattooed on your skin like the scars you made yourself.

Her warm palms are pressed against your cheeks. She briefly squishes them, giggling as she does so. You exchange the beautiful sounds of laughter.

With an expression of a faint smile on your face, you move forward. Your lips are on hers again.

She doesn’t pull away. In fact, she brings you closer. Your body is pressed against hers.

In this moment, you wonder if God will forgive you for not being able to love a man — at least, not like you love her.

Who could know the mind of God, after all?

[crownedwriting]

My brother is mad at me for killing his sister.

he doesn't understand that she would have killed me first. He doesn't understand that he'd have lost both of us had I not pulled the trigger first.

he told me he wants his sister back.

I told him he wouldn't have a sibling at all had she survived.

he doesn't understand that I'm still here. that we're still the same person.

we just have a different name.

we still like drawing. we still like writing. we still crack the same jokes-- it's just in a deeper voice, now.

my brother can't love his new brother the same way he loved his old sister.

a part of him will always hate me for killing her, and I understand.

I just miss him. and I know he misses me, too, just the wrong version of me.

I miss our inside jokes.

I miss knowing his favourite colour. his favourite animal. his favourite video game.

I miss knowing my brother.

siblings aren't meant to be strangers, yet here we are.

raised, loved, and laughed together,

and I don't know his favourite colour.

[n3wg0ryv4mp]

thibking about how getou’s body fought over kenjaku taking over his body because it was instinctual to protect gojo

[scooterdoesanart]

"...ah"

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Been feeling a bit invisible or forgotten/ignored in the Queer Community.

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[slxxpynxrski]

Old man yaoi

[birdiebats]

Went to world pride parade tonight and honestly it was kind of depressing nfnfjfjrhtujtkt like any true demonstration of queer liberation and expression has been watered down by commercialism

[bebs-art-gallery]

Dante's Inferno (1861)

— by Gustave Doré

[toyoumyloves]

"Beautiful Things" by Benson Borne kicks in as the first song of the day. The day it came out, I listened to it obsessively. 🌙 Broke up with me over text at 12:52pm. Today would've been our anniversary

Shuffle

Hamilton blares out of my headphones. When we went to see it, it was the first time I told 🎲 I liked them. I spent 6 months after we broke up not being able to listen to it. Then 🌙 put it on in the car and we sung along like idiots.

Shuffle

The intro to Six starts playing. All I can think about is going to see Six with his family 2 days before we started dating. All I can think about is how 🎲's favourite queen was K Howard. All I can think about is that he made me into K Howard.

Shuffle

The comforting intro of "This is home" by Cavetown quickly turns sour as I remember the only music of mine that 🎲 would ever let me listen to to fall asleep to was Cavetown.

I turn off Spotify.

[dontbelasagne]

the trans lesbian experience of listening to girl in red during your teens and feeling like your love has no place in the world

[fecklessgreebobastard]

ingénue

i don’t know how to act, but i could be your ingénue

dykes are the new fags, buying latex button ups in waterloo

full to the baseball cap brim with swag, i just can’t feel what you need me to

they just left to pick up a bag, now the whole function is giving verbal spew

you could give me the world, but all i wanna do is crush it in my palms

like a handshake sealed tight, with none of the charm

bureaucratics, briefcases and billboards, turn the passion to a battery farm

and the place i call home, has no fire alarm

i hate the way logic hunts me down and strips me away

these days it’s either too much, or nothing to say

i am my own golem, moulded myself out of clay

store away all these fantasies, for a rainy day

when i’m all alone wearing lingerie

taught to be a good bitch, born to disobey

making ‘love’ in a soho alleyway

if i smash my own mirror, does it double the bad luck?

[spookedbees]

Sorry Rick, these two are my ocs now. I grabbed em. They're mine.