#we are going to be okay

[hope-inthedark]

Merry Christmas to all who celebrate, and in particular, to those of us who have a difficult time around the holidays.

Christmas can be hard for queer people. It can be a bit miserable. If you’re in that misery today, I am too, and we are not alone.

If you aren’t out to your family: you are still you. You are still important, and your identity is still valid. No one can take that from you. You know who you are, even if others don’t, and that’s important.

If you are out and they aren’t respectful: you are still you. You are still important, and your identity is still valid. No one can take that from you. I’m sorry you aren’t being loved the way you deserve. One day you will be, and it will be so much better than this.

If you aren’t with your family: it’s okay to have mixed feelings, or to be relieved, or to be sad. Your identity is valid. You are loved and important.

We are queer and alive in this fucking world (thanks, @mia-ugly) and that is something to be proud of.

Hold onto hope, wherever you may find it.

It will get better. It will.

All love from this lonely queer to any others out there. Merry Christmas, you beautiful miracle.

[pendragon1400]

always remember…

[sunlight-babes]

minoritized communities know this is not the first time our rights have been assaulted, nor will it be the last. but the sting of watching the mirror held up to America's soul somehow cuts deeper each time. i have to believe there is a path forward from this... but today, today we grieve. we breathe, we read, we journal, we meditate, we light candles, we hold rage and exhaustion and fear. but we have to live. we have to support each other and hold space for each other to rest and breathe and resist.

[demaparbat-hp]

He's never happy

[aesthetic-uni]

It’s that time of the year again

[dimeadozencows]

My personal understanding of the situation

[heph]

The tech guy in movies

[melonsharks]

au where everything is the same except mabel and dipper have been going to gravity falls every year before the show takes place since like kindergarten.

its a pretty simple premise that derives mostly from my desire to explore interpersonal relationships and the ways a place and people can change from a young child’s point of view. it doesn’t change canon that much either, admittedly, i just wanted to draw childhood friends stuff LOL. ill call it uhhhhhhhh every summer au.

[seenthisepisode]

no offence but the reason tumblr is “dying” is, well, yes, of course the cursed like/reblog ratio and the change in user behaviour (because of people being used to how instagram and tiktok work) BUT also the lack of weekly shows. i say it with my whole chest, they don't produce captivating and engaging stupid weekly tv shows anymore because streaming killed that so you have spikes of activity here when Something happens in general fandom or up to three days after a new season of whatever drops and then it's a wasteland. this is obviously an old woman yelling at a cloud missing supernatural and the vampire diaries and pretty little liars and all these other shows type of post but honestly give me back weekly tv shows where i have something to watch for 40 minutes almost every day of the week after work so then i can read and reblog it on tumblr give it back for the sake of my sanity

[suntails]

love will truly live

[rookanisstuff]

the victory ball

[egophiliac]

looking at next month's schedule and between the end of 7-12 and the wishing lantern event it's like

February is officially RIDDLE MONTH, brace yourselves to be absolutely blasted into ashes everybody

[milkamel]

Guilt.

(God these two- how dare they occupy my mind 24/7)

[cxrtmanland]

Whatever Matt Stone is doing with Kyle is the opposite of healing your inner child. Giving your inner child AIDS. Putting your inner child in a migrant detention camp. Sewing your inner child into a human centipede. Like whats going on with you man do you need to talk to someone

[inkskinned]

i'm a little afraid to go to pride this year. many of us are, a little. sitting around our tapas and video games, the silence that hangs over the discord server. it feels different, we say.

we're privileged. the community that came before us laid the groundwork so i could be raised in a different world, and i will never forget their sacrifices and dedication. they gave us this: a pride that feels like community and celebration and joy. i remember the first few times i went to a queer event - i'd been raised so catholic. feeling safe like that, for the first time... it saved my life. i go to pride to celebrate that feeling - my people, laughing. out in the sun, the way we couldn't have been even 25 years ago. that feeling: no wonder we call it "pride."

who am i to be afraid anyway. there are parts of the world where people are doing much better work than i am. but it's just: i felt at home there, you know? and this year feels different. we are waiting on the dam to break. last year, at boston pride, there was a whole gaggle of sign-holders shouting about jesus. you walk around them and try not to let it get to you.

this year, i'm going to DC's pride with my girlfriend. google sends me concerns about if it's safe to exist in trump's america, if World Pride is a bigass target on all of us. every article uses the words "safety concerns" many, many times. three days ago i witnessed a shooting.

even straight people keep telling me - people are weird lately. sometimes we blame it on Covid and sometimes we blame it on the full moon. but i do remember a time before this, right. it's not just that people are more comfortable being rude. it's this strange, outwards violence. a comfort in being cruel.

it's a big hole to fall down anyway. it's not like they're going to do anything to make pride safe, not really. i don't want a police presence as the solution. and what if this is just fearmongering! what if this is just to get us to stop attending our own events! what if everything is actually fine, and i'm just freaked out by the stated intentions of our president!

and what if i'm just listening to things that are being said. what if i'm weighing the shape and size of this america accurately.

my mother calls me. she's been getting the articles too. i assure her i'll be careful, but i put the phone down and stare at it. i'm going to go to pride. other people made it safe for me, it is my duty and my honor to show up for my community. the only thing we've ever had was each other. it was always an act of bravery. being ourselves is brave.

but i am afraid. i lay out my outfit and i kiss my girlfriend. i cut my nails and clean up my undercut. i hold her hand and hang the sunset flag. the sound of this america feels different. like a volcano trembling. i will love her and i will love being queer and i will sing over the noise of it.

but ... still. in the back of my mind. that feeling, like something terrible has been shifted. like somewhere in the night - they remembered we're different.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

We're going on an ass kicking adventure.

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