Can it be Bisexuality Visibility Day every day?
I’m also gay and distressed (x)
Queer of Light
Excuse my ‘hot take’ but
- If you’re a lesbian and hate every single man, you’re not cool
- If you’re a gay man and hate every single woman, you’re not cool
- If you’re a lesbian or a gay man who immediately feels disgusted when a person you’re flirting with says they’re trans, you’re not cool
broke: not recognizing Fem!Kano is canon
WOKE: RECOGNIZING FEM!KANO IS CANON
me: bisexuals aren’t “part-straight” or “only kinda gay”! we are not not half-anything! bisexuality is one whole identity!! respect that!!!
also me: yeah I’m half-gay and what about it
Okay, Gallup estimates that 4.5% of all American adults identify as LGBTQIA+. That’s about 1 out of every 22 people. So if you’re writing a story, realistically, a character is probably going to be LGBTQIA+. It could be a side character or a character that’s barely referenced, but any person (and therefore, any realistic main character) interacts with way more than 22 people in their day-to-day lives. You don’t necessarily have to talk about this at all in your story, but it’s just something to think about. It’s probably realistic for one of your characters to be LGBTQIA+, even if they’re just a side character, and it’s important for good writers to realize this when writing characters.
I can’t be the only one
when someone says ‘i don’t label my gender/sexuality’ that does not mean you get to pick whatever label you like for them. it means they don’t have a label. if they don’t label themselves then neither do you.
My best friend just came out as a lesbian to me and holy fuck I’ve never felt so proud and full of love in my entire life
Fucking hell I wish I’d known about being nonbinary when I was a kid
Your gender expression and gender identity do not have to be in sync
me: *wearing flannel, listening to hayley kiyoko and watching love, simon on dvd for the sixth time*
family: so when are you going to get a boyfriend?
me: *looks into imaginary camera like i’m on the office*
I cradle her head between my thighs, she closes
Her eyes and sighs
Hot air boils as our skin
Rubs against each other, static
Friction like electricity, like lightening
We’re creating an energy so
Volatile that our bodies shake
As though the Earth tremors
Under the weight of our lust
That is also love but also lust
And I wonder where all this need,
This need to mesh our flesh
Together like an intricately woven
Tapestry that tells a story of Dedication
And Devotion, with the threads of brilliant
Coloured silks, creating our story with the most
Beautiful of blues, pinks and oranges
And ah! Together we have reimagined the sunset, a serene orb
Of warmth and light, a kaleidoscope that refracts a whole
Treasury of colours into our eyes that are wide open to the expanse of the Universe
The gold shimmer of ecstasy dances around us as our bones
Attempt to touch and fuse into each other
And so, we finally become one, one body, two souls and a spirit, one body.
Oh, her gasps and sighs are so musical and lovely
To think of the poetry that Sappho would have written about us if she knew of a love such as ours