#using bitty's pie as a reward

[omgauplease]

It’s us again, y’all! Thought we’d have a little bit of fun on our last weekend before creator reveals!

Please give this post a ❤️if you’ve enjoyed at least 1 work from the fest!

Please give this post a reblog if you’ve enjoyed at least 5 works from the fest!!

Please give this post a comment or reblog with tags if you’ve enjoyed at least 10 works from the fest!!! (And be sure to tell us in your comment/tag exactly how many you’ve enjoyed so far!)

We’re also very curious if anyone out there has completed a full set and enjoyed ALL 35 WORKS???👀 Extra super-duper bonus points & Bitty’s pie to anyone who does! 🥧🥧🥧

(And just in case you haven’t had a chance to enjoy any yet or want to hit the next level, here’s the link to the collection on AO3:  https://archiveofourown.org/collections/omgauplease)

We’ll tally up your responses and share them tomorrow!

[hockey-prose]

Another Important Question

Summary: Bitty and Jack are already married, but there’s one more life changing decision they have to make. (Cross posted to AO3.)

Family skate was something that Bitty was never going to get used to. The anxiety of a freshly baked pie not being eaten was always something to be afraid of.

Bitty stood in front of the full length mirror in the hallway, fussing with his hair. There was just one strand out of place.

“Bits, you ready to go?”

Jack rounded the corner, phone in hand. Naturally, he looked absolutely gorgeous. Bitty frowned and attempted to ruffle his husband’s hair, earning a laugh from him.

His husband...

Everyone on the Falcs was relentless when chirping Jack every time he called Bitty his husband. There was nothing inherently romantic or gushy about the word, but it was the way Jack said it. The baby blue eyed man would soften completely, almost as if his bones had turned to jelly. Not to mention that he had grown handsy since they tied the knot.

“What are you doing, bud?”

“You look too perfect, Mr. Zimmermann.”

Jack leaned down and kissed Bitty gently on the forehead.

“So do you. But you keep forgetting that it’s Mr. Bittle now.”

Bitty flushed. How could he ever forget that?

“But are you ready, Bits?”

Bitty tsked, rearranging his pies in the carrier. It had been a special prize for the release of his cookbook, the first 100 people to buy it would also receive one.

“Yes, honey. Let’s go.”

He could fuss with his hair in the car all he liked.

******

Bitty always seemed to forget how much he liked kids. Sure, it was always a thought in his mind, but he wasn’t around them all the time. So being with Marty’s little boy and Thirdy’s daughter, well, his heart was melting.

Occasionally Bitty would look over to see Jack talking to Marty and Thirdy, his expression akin to his proposal face. Serious, but calm and focused. He wondered what they could be talking about.

When Bitty went to go check on the food, he ran into Alexei and his new girlfriend. She was a plump redhead that could talk circles even around Bitty himself. The three struck up a hearty conversation about everything from hockey to pie. The conversation only halted when Jack arrived on the scene.

Jack gave his greetings to the two of them before pulling Bitty away. The two made their way back to the ice.

“What is this about, honey? Not that I don’t love your company, but Katie and I were just about to exchange numbers.”

“I’m sure I can get it from Tater for you. But I had to work up the nerve all day, and now that I have the confidence, I need to do it now.”

Bitty was, of course, very confused at this.

“Are the Falcs switching you?”

“What? Oh! No, God, Bits. No.”

Jack readied himself to lift Bitty into the air just like they’d practiced before. A small smattering of applause was rewarded to them.

“What’s going on, honey?”

Bitty slid to a stop directly on center ice.

******

Marty and Thirdy watched the scene unfold at center ice. Jack was holding Eric by the elbows, looking so damn soft.

“That definitely is fine,” Tater said from behind them.

“Ah, Tater, let him have this one time. He’s asking Eric an important question.”

“They already married, yeah? What more could Zimmboni ask?”

A sharp yell from the ice made all of them look at the pair again. Eric jumped almost impossibly into the air, throwing his arms around Jack’s neck. (That was a fine.) The two fell harshly onto the ice, Eric in Jack’s lap. (Double fine.) Eric looked up to Jack, and gave him a kiss. (Triple fine.)

“Looks like Eric said yes,” Thirdy said, a healthy amount of pride in his voice.

“Sure seems that way,” Marty responded.

******

Bitty could not keep quiet on the ride home. The pies had been finished, the goodbyes said, and the next event was planned. But there was only one thing truly on his mind.

“So, are we thinking a boy or a girl. Where are we putting the nursery? Oh, Jack! We’ll probably have to move into a bigger apartment, huh? Oh this is all just so-“

“Bits, please,” Jack said with a chuckle, lifting his husband’s to press a kiss on the back of it. “We have a lot of time to think about all that. Let’s just start telling people first.”

“Oh, Lord, honey. As soon as we tell my mother, she’s going to ask the exact same questions. You know better.”

Jack laughed again, pulling into the parking garage of their apartment.

“You’re right. But we can worry about that later. Now, let’s get home.”

The softness in Jack’s eyes couldn’t be denied. Bitty was so high on happiness that he completely forgot about the pie tins in the back seat. At least until tomorrow morning.

[likeshipsonthesea]

15 - 25 - 30 Nurseydex for the sensory prompt.

hey okay so this is approximately a million years late and i didn’t even fill it right, but i wrote this part like a week after i got this prompt and i’ve been stalled on writing the other bits, so I’ve decided to just post as-is because i like what i’ve written and it kind of fulfills the prompt so here we go

i’ve only done one of the prompts, from this sensory prompt list, and it’s 25. The smell of ozone during a storm. it’s not nurseydex, more nursey-centric and emotional things, but i think y’all will like it. 

it was originally supposed to be like a 5+1 fic but with 3 parts and no change, but now i guess it’s just The First Time Nursey Felt at Home. enjoy :)

        Theday it first happens, Nursey wakes up late to a screaming alarm and a headachehe can’t explain. Due to the lateness, he then has to sprint across campus tohis comp lit class, only to find out once he gets there that the prof is visiblyhungover showing a movie from the supplemental materials list thatNursey—the little overachiever that he is—already watched.

         That wake up seemsto set the tone for the subsequent day. The new barista at Annie’s makes hiscoffee weirdly and he guiltily drops it in the trash after only a few sips, thewrongness making his tongue all fuzzy. He pops a couple Advil to null theheadache, but the pain just spreads to his hands in this dizzy swirl he can’tshake. Knowing that his second class of the day won’t be happening—facultyconference– he decides to take advantage of the warm spring weather, try tocheer himself up a bit, and spread out on the Quad with a book and some tunes.

         It helps, at leastfor a little while. With his headphones in, he doesn’t hear the rumblingthunder, and the shadowing sky goes unnoticed as his focus tangles intenselyaround the novel in his hands. The only apparent clue is his itching nose,which he swipes at between pages, distracted. The cloying cleanness steadilyburns, the sensation building and building until it concentrates the pain inhis head into a line above his eyebrows, and finally, he pulls his eyes fromhis book long enough to take stock of the situation. But it is already toolate.

         Between one breathand the next, the sky unzips. Deserted, now, on the Quad, as everyone else heededthe warnings before, Nursey drowns beneath the onslaught. His paperback bookbleeds, the shuddering air muffling the sound from his headphones. His clothesslap, cold and clinging, against his skin as he hurries to find cover. Thegrowing puddles soak his socks as he sprints beneath the raindrops in thedirection of the Haus, closer than his dorm room is and the first place hethinks of to run.

         Gasping, chestheaving like a panic attack so much so that his brain begins to think it isone, Nursey tumbles through the front door of the Haus and trips, collapsing ina wet, shivering heap on the floor of the entryway.

         “Dude.” Holster’sdeep, rumbling voice makes Nursey shudder, suddenly—strangely—warm. “I would not get that close to the floor if Iwere you.”

         “Yeah, man.” Theaccompaniment of Ransom’s voice is expected, anticipated. Nursey didn’t thinkhe’d been here long enough to recognize these kinds of patterns, let aloneglean comfort from them, as the softening of his racing heartbeat seems tosuggest. “Who knows the last time it saw the business end of a mop?”

         Even with his cheekpressed into the splintering floorboard, vision obscured, Nursey can pictureHolster’s sage, slow nod. “Bits tried to vacuum it once and the vacuum broke.”

         “Nah, bro,” andNursey can see the shaking-head, eyes-wide expression on Ransom’s face, “Ithink it was a mop and it just, like, disintegrated when it touched the wood.”

         Scrunched-eyes,wrinkled brow, evident in the uptick in the beginning of the sentence— “Are yousure it wasn’t a broom and it like legit burst into flames?”

         Pursed lips, in thesolidity of the no— “No, that was that other thing.”

         Lips in an ‘o’,slow lean back, elongated like the sound— “Ohhh, yeah.”

         Nursey’s shouldersbegin to shake again, this time with a manic, unfathomable laughter thatshutters around his chest like a butterfly on speed or a handful of pop-rockswho just quit their job and have nothing to lose. It’s—god, it’s ridiculous. He’s lying on the floor of a frat house,probably getting splinters in his nose, wet hair collapsed against hisforehead, every inch of his skin chilled with rainwater, his book ruined, hisday shit and—

         And fuck if he isn’tridiculously, uncontrollably happy in this moment.

         Bitty stumbles intothe room, then, from the kitchen, and instantly begins fretting in that softSouthern way of his, pushing Nursey towards the bathroom to “wring some of thatrain out ‘a your bones!” He returns, a minute later, with all the fluffy towelshe could presumably find, foisting them on Nursey with mutterings that, “I’mgonna go start you a pie, hun,” and “these weather apps get worse and worseevery day,” and when he finally leaves Nursey alone in the bathroom, arms fullof towels and a raindrop itching down the bridge of his nose, Nursey stares inthe mirror and sees he’s still grinning, unrestrained.

         Fuck, he thinks, a bit dumbstruck, I’m home.

*~*~*

         Dizzy, half fromthe cold, half from the revelation, Nursey strips his soaked clothes from hisskin and turns on the shower, handle pushed all the way to hot it can go. Hesways, bare, freezing in the drafty room, and marvels at the warm, settledemotion in his chest.

         The mostdisorienting thing is that it is such a wholly unfamiliar concept. To feelsettled. To feel home. All his life, it’s been—tricky, untamable. At theleast, beyond his ability to put into words.

         It isn’t that hehasn’t had a home before. The brownstone in New York, where his parentslive, where he lived for the first fourteen years of his life, it was a home,sort of. Home in the sense of comfort, home in the sense that Dad was there inthe kitchen with warm, spicy foods, Mama there to shove books in his hands andtake listen to him tell her what his favorite parts were when he finished, Momthere to hug him close and soothe the ache of the outside worlds—real andfictional—and keep him from having to deal with it, at least for a while. Thebrownstone—his parents—were home in the sense of a respite. There, he wasprotected, but he also wasn’t really him. It’s hard to be a person,Nursey thinks, when no one wants to worry you with the question of who you are.

         The heat from thesteaming shower starts to fog up the mirror. Nursey shakes his head and turns,steps inside the tub. Cold feet press against warm tile. His whole body sighsas he sways towards the water, only to tighten up in expletives as the burningwater scalds his softened skin.

         A lurking burnmuffled by the promise of comfort is a good way to characterize Andover, Nurseythinks, as he pushes the handle back towards cold. If Andover was a sort ofhome, it would only be so in the way a word can be used ironically, tohighlight a difference. To make a point.

         It was not theplace where he was asked who he was. It was the place where he was toldwhatever he was was not good enough and given the tools to become better. Hewas not him; he was not anyone’s. At Andover, his life was not his own,the same way his seat would become another anxious freshman’s, the same way hissuccesses would give way to another’s. At Andover, Nursey was erasable when hewas perfect, and disposable when anything less. If Andover was a home, Nurseywas the furniture—there to perform a function and never question why.

         Nursey stills histwitching fingers and plucks a body wash—probably Bitty’s—from the showercaddy, squirting some into his palm to give his hands something to do. Thatpart of him, the anxious part—the part that twitched fingers and tapped toesand had his chest restricting at the strangest moments like his heart forgothow to breathe, or stopped wanting to—if any part of Nursey can call Andoverhome, it is the anxious part. Andover was the warm, welcoming environment for abacterium—a virus—like anxiety to grow. The cracks left in his loved, smotheredheart—ignored simply because he’d never had to notice them, before—split widerunder the strain of perfection. They stretched and yawned and opened theirmouths to consume until the empty spaces outgrew the solid ones and Nursey’sbrittle body snapped, easily, quietly, as if by design. And even then, he wastold to keep going. Keep trying. If he ever wanted to be anything more than apile of pieces, he would get up and do it all again. And oh how he wanted, ohhow he was taught to want, how he learned to love the approval onlybought with bits of bloodied bone. This is success, Nursey remembersthinking, the day he got his acceptance letter, this makes it all worth it.

         Nursey’s stillshaking hands spread the bubbled lather over his own shoulders, down hisbiceps, cup his elbows. He takes a deep breath and it smells like—Bitty. Liketeam breakfasts at the Haus kitchen table, Bitty’s drawling morning voice andHolster’s booming laughter and way too much of Shitty’s blindingly pale skin ondisplay, pancakes piled high and dripping in “the real maple syrup,” andJack smiling—infrequent but earth-shatteringly easy to earn approval—andChowder beaming—much easier to earn approval—and even Poindexter,ducking his head to hide a smirk—the strangest, most rewarding kind of approvalNursey didn’t even know he needed.

Swallowing, tight, Nursey laughsunder the spray of the showerhead, sardonic but also—sweet. He was right theday he got his acceptance letter. Samwell did make it all worth it, butnot in the way Andover had convinced him it was. Samwell is not the grandeur ofAndover. It is not the prestige, not the mark of better, he was told itwould be. The classes are hard, and interesting, and getting a degree from thisinstitution will definitely make his life easier later on, but Samwell is notits reputation, not the old brick buildings and 12.4% acceptance rate.

         Samwell is acrooked frat house, filthy to the point of horror and probably more flammablethan science thinks possible. It is the coziness of a gross green couch,squished between two thick, sweaty teenage boys yelling at a hockey gameinvolving two teams they don’t even like. It is a kitchen, cracked and ancient,full of the smell of flaking pastry dough and filled with the sound ofsatisfied bellies.

Samwell, at least for Nursey, isthe Haus. It is the first place he thinks to run, whether he’s escaping a flockof geese or a torrential downpour or just simply a bad day. Here, he issafe—safe to worry, safe to wonder. Safe to figure out who he is, because thepeople around him will accept—and question—any outcome, not to make sure he isthe best, but to make sure he is happy with the answer.

As the sputtering, vaguely warmwater of the guest bathroom shower fizzles across his back, Nursey closes hiseyes and smiles. This is the kind of moment literary people delight in, hethinks. The moment when a word and a definition coalesce, when you understandit well enough to use it yourself, when the language, insufficient and finickyas it can be, finally expresses the incomprehensible mess wriggling around inyour chest in a way that seems… right.

         The Haus—the peopleit contains—is home.

         Wow, Nursey thinks, with a damp laugh. Who could’ve seen that coming?

[violet--minds-blog]

Awesome Queer Media to Check Out!

Piper Gibson | March 20, 2017

Sorry for the absence (school is kicking my ass but what else is new) but I’m back with another list! This time, I’m cataloging some of my favorite pieces of media with LGBTQ+ characters and plotlines. Of course, nothing is perfect, and all these shows/books/movies/etc. have their problems, but I still think they’re pretty damn cool.

1. Check, Please!

What is it: A webcomic

Who makes it: Ngozi Ukazu 

Why you should read it: Queer boys who play hockey! Lots of pie! Discussions of mental illness and drug abuse! An ensemble cast! Comedy and drama in one! Slow-burn, healthy, communicative, gay relationship!! Confirmed happy gay ending!!! Most of my friends know that I love this comic with my whole heart, and it’s really easy to see why. There’s a character in it for everyone, and they’re all easy to relate to and care about. Personally, I relate so hard to Jack having anxiety and trying to navigate his life and career in the intersection of being mentally ill and queer. No spoilers, but this comic includes the best queer relationship I’ve ever seen portrayed. Don’t get discouraged by the hockey-- I knew nothing about the sport going in and it really doesn’t stop you from enjoying the comic at all! Currently in Bitty’s third year and gearing up for more spring updates, Check, Please is a master of storytelling and will make you laugh and cry. Read it here!

2. The Get Down

What is it: A Netflix Original series

Who makes it: dir. Baz Luhrmann

Why you should watch it: Almost the entire cast are people of color, it’s set in the 1970s and focuses on both the dying out of disco and the arising hip-hop scene, and the performances are incredible. You see this world through young Zeke’s eyes, a complex and talented kid looking to be a part of something bigger than himself and for a community to fall back on. No matter what’s going on, the story never lets you forget these characters are in the middle of the South Bronx in the seventies, fighting for a way out of poverty, strict religious family, or gangs, all while holding on to their passions. The music and the performances of these young actors are what sold me immediately. The queer relationship in it (I won’t spoil it) is lovely and gentle and blooms very naturally. The story, the characters, and the music are the focus, and if you’re like me, you’ll be hooked immediately. The second season just came out this month and it’s incredible but holy shit so intense. Catch it on Netflix!

3. Carry On

What is it: A young-adult novel

Who makes it: Rainbow Rowell

Why you should read it: Did you read Harry Potter and think: “Wow, Harry is super bi. Wow, he’s pretty obsessed with Draco. Wow they could be friends if Harry was sorted into Slytherin WOW THEY COULD EVEN BE MORE THAN THAT!” ...Okay, well this is the book for you. Set in a magic school more different from Hogwarts than you’d think, Simon and Baz are roommates that hate each other. But things are complicated when you’re the chosen one and you think your roommate might be a vampire and there’s an evil something out for you. It’s like Harry Potter except different and more queer people and people of color. Plus a happy ending that’s so, so much better than that “17 years later” shit. If you like gay magical boys and ass-kicking best friends and plot twists, you’ll definitely enjoy this.

4. Fourth Man Out

What is it: A 2016 movie

Who makes it: dir. Andrew Nackman

Why you should watch it: If you’ve been searching your whole fucking life for a queer rom-com like me, this’ll make you immensely happy. The story centers around Adam, who comes out to his mostly clueless friends in his twenties. They’re all a little uncomfortable and shitty at first, but they all grow and learn and by the end of the film have created the kind of caring and casual atmosphere any queer person hopes for when initially coming out to friends. The movie explores those awkward first steps after coming out, including online dating and homophobic neighbors, in a comedic yet respectful way. It’ll make you laugh and it’ll make you care a lot about Adam-- his puppy-dog face just makes you root for him from the beginning. Watch this if you hate that more comedies don’t center around queer themes, and then please recommend me more!!

5. About a Girl

What is it: A young-adult novel

Who makes it: Sarah McCarry

Why you should read it: Okay, maybe you should read the first two books in this series first, All Our Pretty Songs and Dirty Wings, but I read this one first and I think it can stand alone pretty well. There is an abundance of queer people of color in this, a beautiful, mythological storyline, a girl/girl romance, and a main character you’ll fall in love with. This book is so gorgeous to read and so rewarding, and I couldn’t put it down. In fact, I’m due for a reread... good thing I just impulsively bought all three of these so now I OWN THEM. Please, please give at least About a Girl a read, though-- the lyrical, soft nature of it was so incredibly healing and I can’t tell you how much I loved it.

5. Moonlight

What is it: A 2016 film

Who makes it: dir. Barry Jenkins

Why you should watch it: First of all, if you haven’t been following the mess that happened at the Oscars with La La Land being announced incorrectly and this film winning Best Picture, where have you been? I saw this rather recently, I’ll admit, but it blew my socks off. This film is so completely centered on the experience of black queer men, and allows them to be so honest and tender, so complex and multi-faceted, in a way we haven’t much seen in mainstream media so far. We know why this is-- mainstream media is overwhelmingly white, overwhelmingly straight, and wants to put down and silence differing experiences as much as possible, making Hollywood a boring and homogeneous space. But Moonlight has broken through and shown that when these stories are told, and they are listened to, something incredible can happen. 

6. Ask the Passengers

What is it: A young-adult novel

Who makes it: A.S. King

Why you should read it: Holy shit, y’all, I loved this book so fucking much. I reread it a little while ago and it still punches me in the gut just as hard. The book centers around Astrid, a teenager navigating her sexuality, her family, and suffocating small-town life. She’s a philosopher at heart, so nothing comes easy, especially not love-- it’s not as clear-cut as her other queer friends may think. This is a really honest portrayal of figuring out sexuality and Astrid is such a lovable narrator that you just want to bundle her up and let no one else hurt her. The book hit close to home as a queer girl who spent a lot of time figuring out my identity and what it meant to me personally. If you have a similar story, prepare to get emotional.

7. One Day at a Time

What is it: A Netflix original series based off Norman Lear's 1975 series of the same name

Who makes it: Too many directors & executive producers to name! But if you’re a Norman Lear fan, he stayed on to be an executive producer for the remake.

Why you should watch it: The show centers around a Cuban-American family living in California and tackles topics like immigration, religion, sexuality, PTSD, divorce/separation, and more. Elena’s coming out storyline is beautifully and respectfully done and I really appreciate how realistic it is. This show will make you laugh and make you cry, but mostly, you’ll just fall completely in love with the Alvarez family and their story. And they’ve just been confirmed for a second season!! (GET ELENA A GIRLFRIEND!!)

8. The Real O’Neals

What is it: An ABC comedy series

Who makes it: Executive producer Dan Savage

Why you should watch it: Okay, I’ll admit, I have more problems with this show than the others-- namely its consistent biphobia and very few characters of color-- but besides the problems, it’s still hilarious and honest. In the very first episode, Kenny comes out to his conservative, Irish Catholic family in an... explosive way, and what follows is them all trying to figure out how to navigate his identity while still being religious. It’s important to see representation of queer people who keep their faith after coming out; it reminds us that religion and queerness aren’t mutually exclusive. Plus, I love Kenny’s relationship with his siblings, and the fact that his younger sister Shannon is the smartest and most put-together of them all. The show just finished its second season, and as of yet there has been no announcement of a renewal for a third season.

9. The Raven Cycle

What is it: A young-adult novel series

Who makes it: Maggie Stiefvater

Why you should read it: Holy wow, this book series is fantastic. I had no idea what it was about when I read it (because I read it for the gays...), but the story is complex and fascinating. Blue is our narrator most of the time, the daughter of a psychic who has no psychic abilities herself and who lives in a house with a bunch of other awesome psychic ladies. Her life has always been surrounded by magic, but it gets even more magical when she meets Gansey, Ronan, Adam, and Noah, four boys who go to the near Aglionby Academy and are dubbed “Raven Boys” because of the raven on their uniforms. I’m pretty sure shit starts to get Really Actually Gay in the last book, but the entire series is fantastic and well worth a read. If you like ghost boys, dead kings, magical dreamers, and weird curses, this series is for you. It’s recently been announced that there will be a TV show based on the books, and there will also be another book series just about Ronan, so I’m super pumped for those cool things... Unless they ruin the TV show, in which case I will be incredibly disappointed. (In the meantime, though, you can read the first chapter of the first book, The Raven Boys, here!)

10. Yuri On Ice

What is it: An Japanese sports anime series

Who makes it: Creator Mitsurō Kubo, dir. Sayo Yamamoto

Why you should watch it: LISTEN, I’ve never finished an anime before this, because I’m not really that into anime. But this series is about figure skating, has twelve episodes, and is hella gay, so it’s not hard to binge it. (For the love of God, please watch the subbed version if you can, the dub voices give me nightmares.) The story is beautifully done, Viktor and Yuuri’s relationship is stable, loving, and realistic, and the portrayal of Yuuri’s anxiety is so important and made me cry in spots. Plus, it’s really funny and the competition scenes are thrilling as all hell. You can watch the series in literally a day, so what are you waiting for?? Binge it and then listen to the soundtrack on Spotify on repeat while crying, like I did.

11. Brooklyn Nine-Nine

What is it: A Fox-produced police sitcom

Who makes it: A million directors and producers, it’s a comedy sitcom

Why you should watch it: A diverse ensemble cast, comedy that isn’t at the expense of any marginalized group, complex characters, a stable gay relationship, Andy Samberg??? I love this show so much, y’all. To be fair, the main relationship is between a man and a woman, but the captain of the 99th precinct is an openly gay black man who’s in an amazing, loving relationship with his husband. And the relationship between Jake, the main character, and Amy (Spoiler! But you’ll see it coming from a million miles away, promise.) is one of the most delicious slow-burn plotlines I’ve ever seen. And as far as I know, the writers have no intention to break them up for “conflict” (cough cough New Girl cough). In an episode from the current season, a character called something transphobic, which was the first time I’ve ever heard that word on television, and I had to pause and look at my girlfriend in wonder, like “Did he just really say that? Oh my God??” Anyway. Please watch this show. It’s currently in its fourth season, just recently back from its haitus, so go binge it now!

There’s so many more to add to this list (Legend of Korra! Rock and Riot!! Etc etc etc!), but since you now have 11 new (or not-so-new) pieces of queer media to consume, I’ll leave you with that. Till next time!