#QueerStories

[goldenbrujaaa]

This novel has altered my brain chemistry and I love it

[tinycrewbigraffle]

Well hello there to all our followers old and new, and welcome to the Tiny Crew! We know you’re all waiting on more information on the #TinyCrewBigRaffle and it is coming! We are still confirming some final details, but in the meantime, here is the story of the Tiny Fleet so far. 

[shawnorrific]

I had my first meeting with my mentor last night, for my creative writing MFA. Her enthusiasm and feedback gave me renewed energy to continue with writing my book and I added another 5 pages last night! ♥��

[nanaluvbug]

🌲 Camp Cryptid Counselors 🌲 here's the first look at my NPCs for my patron-exclusive game! the game is set at a spooky summer camp for little monsters and explores the connections you make when you know you’re a bit different from other kids.

which counselor is your favorite? patreon * twitch * shop  

[starlitelounge]

Discovered this book over the weekend, and I am now obsessed!

[stripedwolf88]

So I'm so gay that I deleted so many apps on my phone just to be able to talk to the girl I currently have a crush on. Let's subscribe to something just so she'll get a free gift from this app. Let's stay half an hour after work just to make sure you say goodbye to her. Let's be so FREAKING obvious that you enjoy talking to her that you notice your other coworkers looking at you weirdly because literally half an hour ago you were like barely alive and now you have the energy to sprint up a mountain. WTF is wrong with me. 8 year old me would be horrified. Sorry sweetie you ended up being gay and desperate.

[the-royal-blue-network]

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[b0rgpup]

The Unstoppable Force: A Queer Autistic Child's Unmitigated Curiosity 🌈✨

There is no force of nature more powerful than a queer autistic child’s unmitigated curiosity. It is a relentless, beautiful engine of discovery, a quiet rebellion against the ordinary, and, for many of us, the very compass that guides us to our authentic selves. This essay is a testament to that force, a journey through a childhood defined by an insatiable hunger for knowledge in a world often resistant to its pursuit.

I’ve always been a bit precocious. My first memory, vivid and tactile, wasn't of a lullaby or a parent's face, but of a sensory landscape. As a baby in my parents’ duplex in Milwaukee, I recall crawling upstairs to my great-grandmother’s unit. To this day, I still have photographic recollection of every color and smell from that room – the seaweed-colored shag carpet, the faint, comforting scent of old lady perfume, the way the light filtered through the lace curtains. It was a world waiting to be cataloged, understood, and absorbed, even before I had the words for it.

This innate drive for understanding manifested early and dramatically. At the tender age of three, I taught myself how to read, long before entering kindergarten. By four, I was devouring books at a 4th-grade level. The local elementary school, designed for a more linear progression of learning, didn’t know what to do with me. I was bored, restless, and deeply resented being reprimanded for doing homework ahead of the rest of the class. The structured environment, the expectation of conformity, and the stifling of my intellectual pace felt like a cage. After first grade, my mother, recognizing the mismatch, made the unconventional decision to homeschool me – a rarity in the early 1990s, long before such arrangements became common.

Then, as now, starkly different priorities motivated my parents and me. Quite simply, my parents sought to exert total, unquestioning authoritarian control over every single aspect of my life. Their philosophy, as I understood it, was that children under the age of 18 were essentially owned livestock, subjected to unquestionable parental dominion in all places and at all times. This belief system clashed fundamentally with my burgeoning autonomy and my inherent need to explore, question, and understand the world on my own terms. My curiosity wasn't just a trait; it was a fundamental aspect of my being, and it was in direct opposition to the rigid boundaries they sought to impose. 

Their authoritarian control wasn't just about rules; it was built on a foundation of dogma, a set of outright lies repeated with such vigorous intensity as to stifle questions or dissent. I heard pronouncements like, "The Earth is only 6,500 years old," or "The United States was founded as a white Judeo-Christian nation," and even the seemingly benign, "God loves you," felt like a coercive assertion when presented as the only truth. Put plainly, they asserted one single infallible true correct path to living a full, happy human life, leaving no room for my inherent need to question and explore.

Kids today might think of their phones or iPads as their primary source of truth and knowledge about the world. In the early 1990s, however, the landscape of information was vastly different. The only "cell phones" were bulky "car phones," and the internet was a nascent, inaccessible concept for most households. Back then, people still knew how to memorize phone numbers, and you could express a satisfying burst of frustration by rage-hanging the phone, slamming it into the receiver with the gumption of a boxer – there was virtually no danger of breaking it. Information was hard-won, often requiring trips to the library, poring over encyclopedias, or engaging in conversations with those who held knowledge. For a child whose primary drive was to learn, this presented both a challenge and an opportunity to develop resourcefulness.

This was also the era of the "Satanic Panic," a period fueled by unsubstantiated claims of widespread Satanic ritual abuse of children. Fear permeated the air, and children were raised with pervasive fears of "stranger danger," a constant vigilance against unseen threats. This cultural backdrop of paranoia and misinformation created an environment where questioning, critical thinking, and independent exploration were often viewed with suspicion. For a child whose brain was wired to seek patterns, verify facts, and dissect narratives, this era was a bewildering contradiction. How could the world be so full of fear based on so little evidence? This early exposure to widespread societal delusion only sharpened my inherent skepticism and deepened my commitment to seeking verifiable truth, a trait that would prove invaluable in understanding myself. 

In a world that seemed to thrive on fear and unverified claims, I found my antidote, my sanctuary of facts and reason, in the most unlikely of places: the public library in my hometown. It was my intellectual oasis, a sanctuary where the rigid boundaries of home dissolved. No one could stop me there. Sussex was a small town, and I lived closely enough to walk there every day, losing myself among the stacks. I voraciously consumed non-fiction volumes on every subject imaginable – from astronomy and biology to history and philosophy. Each book was a window into a world of verifiable facts, a stark contrast to the unquestioning dogma I encountered elsewhere. It was within those quiet aisles that I began to forge my own fully-grounded understanding of the basic facts of life. Scientific empiricism, the rigorous pursuit of truth through observation and evidence, became my unwavering lodestar, a method for sifting and winnowing through the noise to find what was real.

My unmitigated curiosity, far from being a mere intellectual pursuit, became my primary tool for navigating a world that often felt alien. It was the lens through which I began to understand why I felt different, why certain sensory inputs were overwhelming, and why social cues often felt like a foreign language. This relentless questioning led me to discover the concept of neurodivergence, and specifically, autism. It wasn't a diagnosis given to me, but a self-discovery, a framework that finally made sense of my internal world and experiences. This knowledge wasn't just empowering; it was liberating, transforming what had been perceived as "flaws" into fundamental aspects of my operating system.

Similarly, my curiosity extended to the realm of human connection and identity. In a world that presented a narrow definition of love and attraction, my unmitigated curiosity compelled me to explore the vast spectrum of human experience. It was through reading, observing, and questioning – often in secret, given the restrictive environment – that I began to understand and embrace my queer identity. This wasn't a choice; it was a recognition, a deep knowing that resonated with the truest parts of myself. The same internal engine that sought to understand the mechanics of the universe also sought to understand the mechanics of my own heart and desires.

This journey of self-discovery, fueled by an unstoppable curiosity in the face of control and misinformation, is the very essence of Pride. Pride is not just a celebration of identity; it is a profound affirmation of the right to exist authentically, to love freely, and to be seen fully. For queer autistic individuals, this journey often involves an intense internal exploration, a meticulous piecing together of self in a world not always designed for us. Our unmitigated curiosity becomes our greatest ally, allowing us to ask the questions, find the answers, and build the understanding that leads to self-acceptance and, ultimately, to joy.

The queer autistic child, with their boundless curiosity, embodies a powerful truth: that genuine understanding, both of the world and of oneself, is the most potent form of liberation. It is a force that dismantles fear, challenges dogma, and illuminates the path to authenticity. As we celebrate Pride, let us not only honor the vibrant tapestry of LGBTQ+ identities but also recognize the quiet, persistent power of every curious mind, especially those that dare to explore the depths of their own unique being, illuminating the world with their unwavering light.

[daviddavi09]

From Loss to Light: Navigating Grief and Queer Identity with Josh & Sam | More Human More Kind

In this riveting and emotional episode of More Human More Kind, host Heather Hester shares a conversation with Josh Nigler and Sam Wasserman, the creative team behind the new queer grief-focused series What About Me. With unflinching, candid storytelling, Josh and Sam navigate the convergence of sibling loss, queer identity, and family dynamics—celebrating how grief is never linear, usually messy, and intensely personal. They talk about the inspiration for the series, how heartbreak and humor can coexist, and why visibility and representation in queer narratives are more important than ever. This interview is a poignant reminder that grief is not darkness—it's the first light of healing. Whether you're walking through loss or discovering how to be more helpful to a loved one, this episode provides connection, compassion, and a look at what it's like to be human—and kind—along the way.

[stunningtruth101]

I Didnt Plan to change My body But hormone did It ( Crossdressing Stories ) #mtf

[steampoweredshow]

Life Hack: If your people are that way inclined, consider having your coming out peer reviewed with an expert in the room.

More in our conversation with Jayashree Srinivasan, Microbiologist and Pastry Chef.

Watch or listen on your favourite platform: https://steampoweredshow.com

Show notes at [#microbiologist and #PastryChef](#microbiologist and #PastryChef)

[stingscustom]

Dive into the vibrant tapestry of queer pop culture moments that have shaped LGBTQ+ visibility and rights! From groundbreaking films to iconic performances, these milestones remind us of our collective journey. What moments made you feel seen? Share your favorites and let’s celebrate our beautiful, diverse stories together!

[tinycrewbigraffle]

Check out our profile and earlier posts for raffle info!

[nanaluvbug]

introducing 🌲 Camp Cryptid 🌲 my first TTRPG campaign for my incredible patrons. the game is set at a spooky summer camp for little monsters and explores the connections you make when you know you're a liiiittle bit different from other kids. here's a sneak peek at some art i've made for the game so far.

which design is your favorite?

patreon * twitch * shop  

[ID: two digital illustrations - the first is a wooden sign with the text 'Camp Cryptid - Est. 1857' with deep orange flowers and vines wrapping around the wood. the second is a 3x3 grid of character portraits showing (from left to right) - a white blonde boy with yellow/blue heterochromic eyes, a large tan-skinned trans man with dark scruffy facial hair, a pierced and tattooed black man with pointed ears, a latina goth teen with purple hair and dark eyes, a black fairy woman with pink eyes and two black afro puffs with a gold tiara, a pale gray-skinned grinning woman with white hair and bright red circular glasses, a short brown skinned man with thick dark facial hair and pointed ears, a red-skinned devil with white hair and yellow eyes, and a purple galaxy skinned woman with glowing blue hair and a large black witch hat]

[thehiddeneye]

Keith Haring, May 27, 1989 --upon finishing "Once Upon a Time", his bathroom mural at the NY Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender Community Center (208 W 13th St, New York, NY)--. The mural still exists, is in great shape, and open to the public.