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Paint the Devil on the Wall by MuseumGiftShopEraser
@museumgiftshoperaser
Rating: Explicit
64,609 words, 6/6 chapters
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Tags: Minor Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler, Past Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, artist!eddie, Eddie POV, Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity, and they were ROOMMATES, unstoppable force (mommy issues), meets immovable object (daddy issues), past abusive relationship, mentioned childhood physical abuse, Alcohol, Weed, Drugs, Addiction, Period-Typical Homophobia, mentioned homophobic parents, Mentioned Death of a Parent, Autistic Robin Buckley, Explicit Sexual Content, Light Dom/sub, Praise Kink, but they're like really intense about it, Masochism, Begging, Under-negotiated Kink, Safeword Use(Yellow), writer takes liberties with the amount of security at art galleries, gratuitous descriptions of the painting process, Steve and Robin are platonic soulmates in every universe, Angst with a Happy Ending, 80s New York art scene AU, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Gay Steve Harrington, Queer Eddie Munson, tattoos as plot devices, Art, Art History, Painting, pottery
Summary:
If Eddie had known that sharing his New York City art studio with Robin would include her buddy Steve, he never would’ve offered it in the first place. There. He said it. If that makes him a bad friend, so be it. Because Steve is around all the time. Pastel and prissy. Sculpted from marble, yet dressed like a Macy’s mannequin. Always hovering. They got Robin’s potters wheel up the stairs last week, a three man effort he can still feel in his lower back, and now she’s fucking teaching him. Full on, arms wrapped around his waist, hands guiding hands. Someone grab him a bucket, ‘cause Eddie’s about to throw up. He’s not even good at it. Steve can barely get the hump of clay centered on the wheel and he refuses to get stains on his clothes. It’s fucking clay. It comes out in the wash. Steve’s shirtless approach to pottery is borderline offensive to the arts.
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gayhenrycreel · 2 days
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what the fuck is wrong with this community?
why is there a requirement of trans men being subs? combined with the demonization of surgery, this cuntboy fetish thing kinda hurts. i never see any appreciation for, like... any dicks on men. unless said man is skinny, but also muscular to the point that im concerned for his mental health.
there are two (2) types of gay men allowed in the queer community: hairy muscular masculine cis man, and objectified "trans man" who is always white, fem, has no body hair at all, and is treated as a woman in every way. also he has to have a misgendering kink. its a requirement.
this would be fine if there was ANYTHING ELSE ALLOWED.
even irl i don't know any masc queer people at all. i feel very alone. does the queer community hate masculinity? i dont want to go into a relationship if its expected that im fine with being a submissive woman. i dont want to have sex before phalloplasty.
i go into a queer space (any space, irl or online) and everyone is talking about makeup and offering me some and calling me "girl" and theres this idea that men are evil. theres nothing wrong with femininity but radical feminism is never okay. the last queer space i was in irl had this one person who made jokes about how men suck and EVERYONE AGREED WITH HER.
everytime they have an event people offer me makeup and I GET CALLED A GIRL AGAIN.
even worse, the fucking coordinator tried to convince me to preserve my fucking egg cells after i said i want my entire reproductive system removed and stomped on. then she called me "girl".
and i said i didnt like makeup but people just said "are you sure?" like i dont know what makes me suicidally dysphoric.
i cant go into a space for people like me without my gender expression being questioned.
its bizarre that a cishet doctor would listen to me more about my sexual autonomy than a fellow trans person who says i might change my mind about HAVING A WHOLE FUCKING PERSON GROWING INSIDE ME. i have panic attacks about that. i have nightmares. and then she said i should still consider having sex, and when i said i don't want to she told me ill "meet the right person one day". i have a medical condition that makes penetration EXTREMELY painful, and when i try other holes i cant fucking feel anything, and no i dont like being pressured into sex because, shockingly, im not interested in getting raped.
i wont even consider sex until i get every surgery i can get. i just want a relationship that never goes past cuddles. i wish people would consider that i want to be a cis man, especially after ive already said thats what i want.
the cis people in my life always respect my gender. a lot of trans people in my life call me "girl" and tell me shit like "youll get to a point mentally where you dont need surgery to be happy".
i actually had someone say that to me. i said that not having t and surgery makes me suicidal, and they just told me i dont need it. then they said surgery is not necessary, even though ive wanted it for longer than i knew it was an option.
(dont worry gaylord and twobruhsinahottub im not talking about you)
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roman-roy-apologist · 2 years
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i love gnc people and crossdressers and butches and drag queens/kings and faggots and trannies and punks and queers and freaks and homos and fem transmascs and masc transfems and and lipstick and “too much” makeup and piercings and tattoos and dyed hair
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wreckitremy · 8 months
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Pinocchio's story on Neverafter says Trans Rights & fuck respectability politics
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mogai-flaggot · 3 months
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BUTCHBEAR ; for those who identify with both the butch and bear labels. this can be self-described however the identifier pleases, and represents queerness in masculinity and self-love.
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noodles-07 · 8 months
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queer is literally my best friend it’s a warm blanket and a safety pin and a baseball bat in my hands and warm food in my belly. queer is a calling card it’s a promise it’s home it’s a journey it’s an old friend, a past lover, the ghost of who I used to be. queer is one of the best things to happen to me. I am queer in that I am strange and unlabelable, in that I am a person who has fought and will fight, in that I am free
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arcane--ghoul · 4 months
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ladytemeraire · 8 months
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Y'all!!! I met another ace person at dance last night!!!! 😭
I was pretty sure she was wearing an ace ring (black ring on her middle finger), and I finally worked up the courage while chatting with her and leaned over and quietly said "Hey, I like your ring" while gesturing with my right hand so my own ace ring was visible
And her face lit up like the goddamn sun and she went "I love yours too! I was wondering if that's what yours was — I've never met another one of us in person before!" 🥺😭
And like, this is why I wear my ace ring. Yes, it's to remind myself that there's other people like me, but it's also so those people know I'm here as well. A quiet "friend of Dorothy" nod to people who understand. It's so hard, especially in a state like Indiana, to suss out whether or not people are trustworthy let alone part of the community, but it makes it all the sweeter when they are.
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aoartmthebitxh · 4 months
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Be relentlessly yourself.
I am trans and you can never separate that from me.
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I am trans and I love myself all the more for it.
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discluded · 2 years
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I'm so proud 🌈 of Apo for how brave he's always been.
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In case you missed it since Apo never specifically said it in an interview, Tong spoke about having this conversation with Apo about how Apo viewed Porsche's character (I'm guessing Tong here means Porsche's gender preference... this is the official BOC subtitled version too, sigh.)
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This is a companion to the Proud🌈 of Mile piece I wrote a while back. I've been wanting write one for Apo but it's very hard because it's obviously very hard for him to talk about too. Sometimes I when I get notes on the Mile one, I still feel shy about it (even though I don't think Mile is shy!) But someone needs to loudly celebrate both of their bravery! Especially Apo's!!
It takes a lot of courage to walk away from a career you love because you realize you're being not treated the way you're supposed to be. Especially when it's an art you love and you've gotten to a place that most people dream of. Let's not forget, Apo was quite famous as an actor in Thailand already before KinnPorsche. Not only is he a great actor, but he was building a reputation for himself and he chose to walk away from all of that, potentially permanently.
The kind of policing that Apo received of a young person's self-expression while working on the sets of Channel 3 has really detrimental effects on the psyche. I won't say too much about it because Apo is human and he's allowed off days and deserves the grace, but you can see glimpses of how being at an industry event full of industry people, some of whom may or may not have said shit to him in the past, inadvertently hit him at the Vogue Gala. Of course Apo had fun still and it was an amazing experience he got to share with Mile! But if that's how he felt like he had to police his own body language every day on set, I can see why he quit.
New York was so good for Apo because it allowed him to see that the problem was with the people around him, not with himself. When I was in my early 20s, I remember seeing a billboard in New York that said something along the lines of: "Here we judge you more for the shoes you wear than who you love." And ain't that the type of freedom Apo needed.
But when he got back from New York, he committed himself to making queer art.
How brave does he have to be in the first place to walk away from a career he loved because of the homophobic comments he got and knowing it wasn't right (and a reminder, he wasn't working on any BLs before KPTS), and then how much braver still to come back and say: you can't hurt me with what I own about myself. And, I want to make art that expresses it.
Make no mistake, I'm not commenting on Apo's sexuality here. He's asked us not to. But being queer, queerness isn't just about gender or sexuality. It's about identity, the struggles you go through; it's a political stance. Many queer musicians who've never been publicly linked to a same-sex partner have made art specifically to explore their queerness and grapple with violence they still are at the brunt of as a result of being part of society.
And Apo has let us know multiple times what his political stance is, the kinship he feels with expressed queerness. It's the way he came back home and owned the queer art he is a part of. It's the way he continuously expresses the humanity in the stories he's telling, and talks about in interviews how he sees that honesty in the story resonates with the audience.
Apo is a role model in not only how we should treat those around us, but a reminder that being kind to everyone includes being kind to yourself. Especially when society tries to tear you down.
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gay-jewish-bucky · 1 year
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oh, queer means 'weird, strange, or peculiar'??? 😰😰😰
GOOD!!!! I am weird AND strange AND peculiar, and I love being weird and strange and peculiar!!!!
This might sound trite, but life is genuinely better when you embrace and celebrate the things that make you different from everyone else.
Yes I'm queer as in deviating from allocishet identity, but I also deviate from the norm in many other ways in my brain and body and those make me queer too
I'm also queer as in weird
I'm also queer as in strange
I'm also queer as in peculiar
And I love being queer.
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bratprincey0rrick · 9 months
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I just want you to know,
All transphobes are all scum.
All Landords are leeches.
All cops are bastards.
It is very important that you read this as you look at my little tumblr.
If any of them make you feel all hot and cranky, I want you to know that I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire.
Die mad about it.
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dartfuldodger · 2 years
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the whole "not gay as in happy but queer as in fuck you" thing is even cooler to me as an aroallo
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sigridstumb · 9 months
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I have finished my age-fifty molt, this is my middle-aged instar.
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wreckitremy · 6 months
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iplaywithstring · 2 years
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In the early 90s, when I was around 9 years old, my aunt came out to me. Well, to be fair, she planned to come out to me while I was staying with her for the weekend, but one of the activities we did was a bonfire with a bunch of her friends and I saw her kissing her "room mate" before she had a chance to actually talk to me.
In the early 90s, there was a lot of talk about what it meant to be gay. I remember the panic around AIDS, I remember the cable movies set in New York with people slowly wasting away. I remember people throwing around the words dyke and fag. I remember walking down the street with my aunt and her partner and people yelling things that I didn't understand, and my aunt apologizing later and I didn't know why.
My family was accepting of my aunt and her partner, but on the way to their commitment ceremony, my father got the sweats and nausea and couldn't make it. My grandmother said she stopped doing bible study at her house because the church ladies stole some silverware - not because they argued with her about letting her "sinful" daughter keep visiting.
When I was a teenager I told my aunt that I didn't think she was bad or going to hell because she was gay, but I was concerned that she was missing out on a different life that could be better. I believed the lie that sexuality was tied to experiences - she was gay because of a bad relationship, or because her father was abusive. I didn't listen to the lessons she tried to teach me.
When my aunts had a legalization ceremony the year that gay marriage became legal in Canada, they didn't tell anyone - they "eloped" to Ottawa to get it done as soon as possible.
I didn't understand that I was bi until I was in my 30s - and happily married to my husband. I'm still not out to my parents or my husband's family, because I don't know how to have that conversation. Some of my friends know and other's don't. I mention it if it's relevant, but it doesn't often come up. I hear a lot of opinions about bisexuality.
When one of my kids told me they were bi, my instant response was "hey, me too!" and a lot of laughter and relief, for both of us. I teach my children about Pride - that it was a riot, that queer is not a slur, that legal is not enough. They spend time with my aunts and are hopefully learning the lessons I missed.
I like the word queer, because I remember my aunt using it. I like the ambiguity. I like the open door. I appreciate and honour that there were those who came before me and opened that door, and made sure it stayed open for me, even though I was so wrong, and I was part of the problem. I like the reminder that there is still so much for me to learn and understand and I need to keep holding space for others to share their stories and their experiences.
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