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mo0nc4lf · 1 year ago
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Y'all I ordered a new binder after my old one started stabbing me and it's SO NICE. The first one was a shitty random Amazon brand half tank (I know I know it's all I could afford at the time) but I got a full tank from Underworks (the 997 model if you're curious) and it fits so good. It's so insanely comfortable and I can actually breathe?? Like I've been cleaning and dancing and walking around and haven't once felt short of breath. And I was worried it wouldn't bind well because it's two layers of mesh all over instead of like a compressing band but y'all. I am a triple D cup and this is the flattest my chest has ever been. Plus the full tank helps suck me in a little so I look more like a fat cis dude than anything. I'm so so happy. Like I went through my whole closet and tried on all my shirts and everything looks SO MUCH BETTER. It sounds stupid but like I didn't realize just how much discomfort my chest was causing me until I saw how I looked in an actually well made binder. With the old one I only wore it a few times because I had to keep readjusting it which made me feel worse than just wearing a regular sports bra I didn't have to adjust every ten minutes. But I've been wearing this new one for four hours and haven't had to touch it even ONCE. If anyone wants like a full review lmk because I would be happy to.
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thatonegaybrit · 1 year ago
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; happy pride to everyone ! And I mean everyone. All of you. Even the ones that aren't usually mentioned !!?
; including but not limited to:
BIPOC queers
Disabled queers
Neurodivergent queers
Closeted people
People in countries it's extremely illegal to be queer ( stay safe, it'll be okay !! )
People in unsupportive families ( stay safe, you'll find family / friends who support you, I promise <3 )
Trans folk who haven't and / or have no desire to medically transition
Xenogender users
Neopronoun users
People who use " conflicting " labels like being masc-aligned and a lesbian
Aroallo people ( exclusionists be damned,, you are valid !! )
Intersex people who are AFAB / AMAB
Intersex people in general
Queer people who don't fit their stereotypes ( i.e. Fem lesbian, masc gay, non-androgynous enby )
Black trans women who continue to be masculinized and misgendered ( you are a woman !! A beautiful one at that. )
Gay asian men who are fetishized ( you're not a fetish !! )
Old queer people who are forgotten / underrepresented
Alternative people who are queer ( mainly black / non-white ppl .. But also all of you !! Valid !! )
People who use uncommon microlabels and are always forgotten
Plus-sized queers !!
People who didn't realize they were LGBTQIA+ until much later in life
People who aren't out and proud and are actually having lots of doubts,, it's okay to have doubts !! You're still valid !!
Transmascs / transfems who don't specifically identify as a man / woman
People who are religious and queer
; and everyone else who's often excluded / forgotten !! You're a part of this community and you're so so valid and you deserve to enjoy pride month too ! However you do so. :]
; brief caps tw below this <33
; HAPPY PRIDE MONTH <3
; pt: HAPPY PRIDE MONTH <3 :end pt
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evocaitart · 11 months ago
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Subtle pride flags as cryptids, critters, and creatures on button-up shirts. Which one do you think fits the best?
You can get these in my Etsy shop! They go up to 6XL. ☺️
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trkstrnd · 1 year ago
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normally don’t post pics of myself but i went to a pride event w my friend yesterday and i fear we ate :)
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evocaitart · 10 months ago
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Fantasy Kitty Phone Cases 😌✨
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bingbongsupremacy · 2 years ago
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Camp Hawkins AU Pt. 2
pairing: Steve Harrington x plus sized reader
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Warnings: Use of Y/N.
The story doesn't mention a lot about being plus sized but it is there.
Summary Overall: It's your third year being a camp counselor at Camp Hawkins and your 7th year knowing Steve. Every year your crush seems to grow stronger and stronger.
Pt. 2 Summary: You've been avoiding Steve ever since you caught him and and Nancy making out at the Lake. Unfortunately, you can't avoid him forever. While helping him clean up after a messy s'more night, he approaches you.
*Not Proof Read*
ABC List Part 1 Stranger Things Masterlist
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It's been two weeks.
I've done my best to avoid Steve and Nancy as much as possible, which is proving to be a very hard thing to do.
Morning meetings are the worst. Every morning at 5 am, the counselors are expected to meet at the dining hall for a brief run down of the day. Usually everyone is still in their PJ's, hoping the meeting will be short enough for everyone to catch a few more minutes of sleep before the kids get up.
The mornings are usually pretty cold. Almost everyone shows up in some sort of jacket or sweat shirt. Not Steve. Every morning he comes dressed in a nice fitting T, perfectly showing off his arms.
Stop staring at Steve.
Stupid crush. Stupid fucking crush.
I force myself to look away from Steve. Instead of his usual spot by Nancy, he's decided to take a seat next to Robin and Vickie, one of the other camp cooks.
" If I didn't know any better, I'd say you have a crush on Harrington. " Eddie's voice is teasing but quiet.
I snap my head towards him. " Do not. " I state sternly, fear running through my veins. He can't find out.
Eddie chuckles. " You sure do stare a lot for someone without a crush. " Eddie's elbows rest comfortably against the table. His legs are sprawled out, not bothering how much room they take up. His hair is tossed up into a sleepy bun, a rare sight for the man who always has his hair down. " Don't worry, I won't tell. " He raises a finger to his lips, indicating my secret is safe with him. He winks, sending a flurry of embarrassment running through me.
I've never liked Eddie like that, but he sure does know how to fluster someone.
" I don't like him. " I insist. " So you don't have anything to keep secret. "
Eddie nods mockingly. " That's not what Henderson told me...but if you insist..." He holds his hands up in surrender.
I let out a small groan. Of course Dustin blabbed to Eddie. Dustin tells Eddie everything. Nothing even happened, I don't understand why Dustin spinned it to sound like we made out.
" Is everything alright over there? " Hopper asks, looking over at me and Eddie. " Are you feeling alright? "
" Yeah, perfectly fine. Just a little headache. " I lie.
" Well, if you're alright, we'll get back to today's agenda..."
My eyes scan across the table. Across the way, Steve's eyes meet mine. On his face is a small look of...confusion?
This is going to be a tough morning.
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The loud chatter of happy campers slowly fades away as the large oak dining hall doors close. Soon, Steve and I are left alone in the echoing room.
I begin picking up various chocolate wrappers on the floor the tables. They'd somehow managed to completely trash the dining hall in a single hour.
" So..." Steve begins, cutting through the silence. " are you and Eddie...a thing? " He asks calmly, glancing over at me from the table he's wiping down.
I let out a small laugh. " Me and Eddie? No. No way. He's...not my type. " The constant smell of weed is headache inducing. Frankly, it's confusing how Hopper hasn't fired him for drugs. He doesn't sell to kids but that definitely doesn't mean he doesn't sell to other of age counselors.
Plus he's not really into relationships. He's more of a hit it and quit it type.
" What is your type? " Steve asks. I feel his gaze on me as I start scrubbing one of the tables with a wet rag.
" Not Eddie, that's for sure. " I scrub a little harder at a hardened drop of melted marshmallow. " I like guys who...I don't know, like the same things as me. Why do you ask? " I don't understand why he gives a shit about my love life.
Steve shrugs, his gaze finally moving away. " I saw you and him this morning and I thought maybe you were dating or something. It's stupid, it doesn't matter. "
" Still single. " I mumble.
A thick silence settles in the room. Once again, Steve is the one to break it.
" Are you mad at me? " His voice is soft, like he's worried or something.
I look over at the brunette. " No. " I reply honestly. " Why would you think that? "
We both pause where we are, instead occupying ourselves by looking at each other. We're both trying to read each other.
Steve shrugs, folding his arms over his chest. " You just seem...distant. I don't know, ever since you caught Nance and I at the lake we don't talk anymore. Did I do something? "
I shake my head. " You...you didn't do anything. "
" Then why are you avoiding me? "
If I tell him he'll probably get weirded out. I mean, how awkward is it to be around someone who has a massive crush on you when you don't reciprocate the feeling?
But it might help me get over him if he stops actively trying to talk to me.
I'm going to do it. I need to. Fuck, but what about Nancy?
Fuck Nancy. I need to get over this man. This handsome, kind man.
" I have a crush on you, okay? " I blurt out. " It's stupid, I know. You're with Nancy, I understand that. "
His eyes widen in surprise. " What? "
" I don't want to make things awkward. I'm trying to get over you, that's why I'm avoiding you. Fuck, can you please just stop asking questions now? You got your answer. "
I feel a blush creep onto my cheeks. I did it. I told him.
" I like you to. " Steve pushes himself away from the table he's leaned against. He walks towards me.
My eyes go wide. " What? "
He's joking. Right? He has to be joking.
No this has to be a dream, some weird fucking dream. In no universe would Steve Fucking Harrington like me back.
" I like you too. " Steve finally makes it to me. He stands a close, leaving only a few inches of space between us. His eyes stare into mine, a small smile resting on his lips. " I have liked you for the past couple of years. "
I shake my head, stepping back to put some distance between us. " You're with Nancy. You can't like me. That's fucked up. I don't want to be a homewrecker-I can't be. You-you and Nancy are good together. "
Steve shakes his head. " We're not together, Y/N. I broke up with her. For good this time. " He sighs, running a hand through his hair. " Just because we're good together doesn't mean we're meant to be together. "
I'm the reason they broke up. Robin was right. I'm the fucking worst. Who ruins a relationship? I mean, I didn't know I was ruining it, but Steve's crush on me ruined everything for them. Nancy probably hates me.
" Nancy has known about my crush for a while. " Steve admits nervously. " That's why we've broken up so much. I-no matter what I do I can't get you out of my fucking head. " He lets out a frustrated sigh. " Your smile, your eyes, fuck it's all I see at night. I sound insane, I know, but I don't know what to do. I can't just be in a relationship with someone else when all I think about is you. "
I continue to create space between us. " So I'm the reason you guys broke up? " Guilt begins to build up in my stomach.
" No! " Steve shakes his head. " You-you didn't do anything. There were plenty of other problems involved with our break up. This wasn't your fault. Honestly, this has been building up for years. Even if I didn't have a crush on you, Nancy and I probably would've split for good anyways. "
I still feel horrible. Like I contributed to their break up.
" Please, Y/N. You have to believe me. This wasn't your fault. "
I search Steve's eyes for any sign of lying. His expression is desperate, like he's scared I'm going to leave.
I stop.
Relief floods Steve's face.
" You really like me? " I ask quietly, scared he's going to laugh and make fun of me for believing him. He did have a mean streak in high school. I thought he grew out of it though.
" I swear on my life, I like you. " Steve's expression is sincere. " I like you so much sometimes I feel like my heart is going to explode. "
I smile at the man. I never would have imagined this would happen. " I like you too. "
Steve begins to walk towards me again. This time, I don't run away. Once he's a few inches from me, he gently takes my hand. " Will you go on date with me, Y/N. "
" I would love to, Steve. "
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amidnightsleazy · 7 months ago
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soft and sweet | they/them
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spiritstar477 · 2 months ago
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Marauders era girls
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evocaitart · 10 months ago
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Did you know my ribcage sweatshirts are on t-shirts now?? ✨👀
You can get them on my Etsy!
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