#classic lesbian things

[toshidou]

wai wait wait are you writing for valeria

yes! yes i am! as a lesbian, the lack of fics for her was genuinely killing me. so, since i'm trying to get over my own insecurities about my writing, i shall give you a snippet of what i have so far!

It’s as you’re lost in daydreams of red one pieces and wanting eyes that the door slams open, a shouted curse expelled from gagged lips as your heart beats so fast you feel the telltale buzz of your Apple Watch notifying you that your heart rate is worryingly high. And although it should be normal that it doesn’t decrease, confronted with whoever wanted you tied up in their basement, you find yourself sustaining your rapidly beating heart for an entirely different reason.

“Ah, she’s awake.”

Because standing at the stop of a small flight of stairs, mere feet away from you, is perhaps the most beautiful, powerful woman you have ever had the blessing to lay eyes on.

“Fuck me.” Thankfully the words are muffled by the rag, a slurred mess of incomprehensible syllables. Of course, you mean it as an expression of shock, rather than a request; although, you certainly wouldn’t be complaining, that’s for sure. A single eyebrow arches in response, the confusion in her eyes quickly melting to sadistic amusement.

“Ey, Diego. ¿Qué tan fuerte le pegaste a la pobre perra? She's still out of it.”

‘No I’m not, you’re just gorgeous’, you’re grateful the thought remains to yourself this time, barely even noticing the man that appears behind her, recognition flashing across your muddled memories as you glance at the man who gagged you. Not that he has your attention for long, quickly being stolen back as the Goddess before you as she begins to walk down the steps, her hand dipping into her waistband to pull out a long knife, the decorated blade glinting in the artificial light that swings above your head.

It’s almost hypnotic, the way your eyes trace along thin metal, taking in each delicate detail to a weapon that has no doubt rid many a person of their last breath. Snakes line each side of the dagger, the design flowing from the sharpened tip, all the way to the hilt, where solid metal gives way to wood, carved out in the shape of a snake's head. It’s nothing short of stunning, much like the woman who wields it.

[ohmanareyoucereal69]

[volatile-shorty]

it's always summer/every time you come over/swear i've never had a rainy day with you

you know what this is and you know why i drew it alright? alright

[broadwaydivastournament]

Hey bestie I have an idea. Audra v mmdiva winner poll to determine the true queen of musicals? You’re welcome or I’m sorry, as you see fit (maybe both).

Sorry, they're too busy kissing to hear you, but I can ask them once they're done. We might be waiting a while though.

[oldtvandcomics]

Happy Queer Media Monday!

Today: Crypt of the Vampire (1964)

Feels like I already covered this with the Carmilla and lesbian vampire posts, but I do what I want, so.

(Laura and Carmilla during the extremely atmospheric climax of the movie)

Crypt of the Vampire, also known as Terror In The Crypt (the meaning of the original title) is a 1964 Italian-Spanish gothic horror film in the lesbian vampire subgenre. It is a rather faithful adaptation of the classic novel Carmilla, with the major difference being the addition of witchcraft. It is very atmospheric, with lots of blowing curtains and dream sequences that blur the edges of reality. It was filmed in an actual castle, and stars among others Christopher Lee, because of course it does.

Of the ones that I saw, this is my favorite Carmilla adaptation.

You can find the rest here, in my lesbian vampire masterlist. I have made Queer Media Monday posts about both Carmilla and the lesbian vampire subgenre before. 

The movie is completely available on YouTube.

Queer Media Monday is an action I started to talk about some important and/or interesting parts of our queer heritage, that people, especially young people who are only just beginning to discover the wealth of stories out there, should be aware of. Please feel free to join in on the fun and make your own posts about things you personally find important!

[ashthedestroyer]

Crushes fucking suck and I crave death

[classicjdiesandgoestohell]

its interesting when ppl start discussing the experience u have had your entire life and calling it transphobic and stuff 👆 like damn ive been telling people this for years and now im rethinking everything

[pollyannaswag]

remember in s5 of sailor moon classic when chibi chibi was introduced at first and they didn't know where tf she came from and for a hot second it was definitely implied that she was usagi and seiya's kid from the future. bc that was absolutely insane

[perilegs]

i love those annoying ass 2007-ish action protagonist guys with their shitty one liners and bad attitudes towards everything and mediocre growth all tied into a story that's not very good but overall enjoyable

[ohmanareyoucereal69]

[bugpoasting]

johnmike is soooooo funny you dont get it it really is comedy

[using-another-blog-now]

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

American author of nearly 1800 poems, out of which only 10 were published during her lifetime

notable works: "Because I could not stop for Death", "I dreaded that first Robin, so", "Hope is the thing with feathers" and many other poems

her poems were unusual for her time, making use of slant rhyme (half rhyme) and unconventional punctuation and capitalization

influenced by Ralph Waldo Emerson

she had a life-long affair with her childhood friend and sister-in-law Susan Huntigton Gilbert Dickinson, and never married

she was reluctant to go out and socialize and was seen as an eccentric, oftentimes refusing to leave her house or even her bedroom and only corresponding through letters

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"I started Early – Took my Dog – And visited the Sea – The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me –

And Frigates – in the Upper Floor Extended Hempen Hands – Presuming Me to be a Mouse – Aground – opon the Sands –

But no Man moved Me – till the Tide Went past my simple Shoe – And past my Apron – and my Belt And past my Bodice – too –

And made as He would eat me up – As wholly as a Dew Opon a Dandelion's Sleeve – And then – I started – too –

And He – He followed – close behind – I felt His Silver Heel Opon my Ankle – Then My Shoes Would overflow with Pearl –

Until We met the Solid Town – No One He seemed to know – And bowing – with a Mighty look – At me – The Sea withdrew."

("I started Early – Took my Dog", Emily Dickinson, around 1862)

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[louisironson]

trans woman hawkeye fic got me crying in the club

not mine just a fan of it. like a lot. yeehaw

[vertigosvinyl]

welcome to the blog!

lavinia -> VINNIE (20, she/they, irish)

classic rock, heavy metal, lady bassists, steddie & x-men

i love…

metallica, white stripes, queen, girlschool, budgie, black sabbath, judas priest, dio

analog & physical media, CDs, vinyl, DVDs, books & VHS

ice hockey (belfast giants/colorado avalanche)

i intend to post about…

my silly little life & uni adventures

and my hyperfixations!

love ya!!!

[that-disabled-princess]

Found some really cool articles about queer composers!

[megkuna]

girl from date yesterday told me she got more of a friend vibe, which is fine, i'm still just like having that bad 'it's because you don't fit in with queer people' feelings lol. doesn't help that we went to a queer bookstore and i honestly just felt so out of place.