#i kept forgetting to post this on here

[mogosketchpad]

Never forget what you have, in here.

[dandeleon]

it mcgucket monday (da WHOLE family here‼️)

[trifoliate-undergrowth]

So I’m in a deeply red incredibly conservative state.  I ran a pride month 5k awhile back. The usual group of 3 protestors with an incredibly loud bullhorn showed up to yell at us about how trans people are mutilating themselves and AIDS is God’s judgement and we’re a menace to children etc. etc. etc. But they were vastly outnumbered by runners and volunteers. One of the first race announcements was that they hadn’t ordered enough T-shirts for the amount of people who ended up running, and would have to reorder, so anyone who wanted another race T-shirt should sign up now.

We’re all used to the protestors by now, they show up everywhere. We just ignore them. Interacting with them just encourages them.

I hadn’t realized how early the race date was this year compared to previous years and hadn’t prepared as much, and there were a lot of hills; not to mention there was some confusion as to the race route which resulted in the announcer referring to it post-run as a “4-mile 5k” (they are supposed to be about 3.5 miles. One guy ended up in an entirely different district of the city from where the race route was and still finished first.) I ended up walking a lot of the race, but I finished it, and did do a fair bit of running.

I had top surgery a few years ago but I’ve only gotten comfortable running shirtless this year as body fat redistribution happened. I had been trying to decide if I wanted to run shirtless or not before the protestors showed up and started yelling, then I was like ah. I will run past the transphobes shirtless like a human middle finger. And that is what I did. was wearing delightfully garish rainbow shorts I found at a thrift store and my pink triangle necklace.

Some Americorps volunteers were directing runners at one of the more confusing junctions, I high fived one and panted that I had just joined Conservation Corps. The sound of angry bullhorn shouting faded almost immediately behind us, and there were rainbow flags hanging in several of the yards we ran past throughout the route.

As in previous years, a lot of tough incredibly fit beautiful older people, mostly women, breezed past me during the race. One jogged up even with me with an encouraging “what would you do for a klondike bar!” I wasn’t sure how to reply to this and didn’t have the breath to express that I did not want anything thick or creamy at that moment, but what did come out was “you did remind me that there’s beer at the finish line.” Another lady who walked and jogged near me for awhile near the middle-latter half of the race talked a bit and complained that one of the volunteers organizing the race hadn’t set up the “water” table with fireball shots that she did for some other races and we just got a regular water and gatorade station!

Coming back to the finish line I was handed a flag and ran past long rows of cheering people. Around the corner the protestors were still lurking, but were mostly silent now. Apparently they had gotten worn out by just standing there and not running. As I passed the bullhorn guy shook himself out of his torpor enough to give a halfhearted “is it a man? is it a woman? who knows anymore?” I passed him and the sound of cheering, and then the 80s music (I remember Blondie and ABBA) they were blasting closer to the finish line.

Once most of the runners were back there was a fun run for the kids. A couple of the older ones had also run the 5k (I just know the protestors were awful to the poor guys ughh) but all of them made a lap around the parking lot and got handed medals. All of the adult volunteers and participants spread out around the middle of the parking lot so that there was someone cheering and waving flags for the kids along every step of the route.

There were free snacks, water and beer courtesy of our sponsor [brand redacted]. There was also non-alcoholic “beer”, which I thought was nice to see, I’d been thinking there was a heavily alcoholic element to a lot of local queer events. I drank a lot of water and ate some food before getting a free beer, which still hit me pretty hard after the run. While I was hovering around the refreshment table a big handsome butch came up next to me and I noticed a faded tattoo on her arm of a chain, each link a different color of the rainbow.

I went to put something down in my car just as the protestors were starting to leave, and realized that they were moving on a course that overlapped with mine as I walked to my car. I decided I wasn’t going to stop or veer out of their way and just see what they did. As I got closer they seemed to be talking about how we had definitely totally noticed that they were leaving (no one had.) They noticed me coming towards them and suddenly got quiet, avoided eye contact and skittered out of my way. Ha.

I stumbled into the nearby fundraiser to cool down and sober up in the air conditioning before I left. They were playing girl in red, rupaul, that girls/girls/boys song by Panic! at the disco, and that Taylor Swift song “You need to calm down” that some people on this site complained was cringe. The lady next to me sang along to “shade never made anybody less gay.” I bought a baseball hat.

It’s easy, I think especially if you’re very online and not very active in your local community, to start feeling like there’s no queer community in your area and we’re outnumbered by people who hate us. Unless you live in the middle of Westoboro Baptist territory that’s generally not true. I cannot stress enough how incredibly conservative and red my area is. We’ve got like 3 very loud people with nothing better to do who bother us at every event, and large amounts of people across all demographics who show up in support. I’ve been thinking about this post by @headspace-hotel about not being able to find stuff online and this is a slightly different thing but yeah. If you don’t know what there is in your area, you don’t know what you’re looking for or where to find it when searching online. If you search “is there queer stuff happening near me” google is going to shrug and recommend you Products And Services that it can Sell You. When I moved back home after spending some time in a much more blue state (but which had much less of a sense of community--I think it’s the way we band together down here when we know just what the stakes are) I felt like I was going to be the only trans person in the state, then someone mentioned to me that there was a local private facebook group for trans people to share personal posts and resources with many hundreds of members. There are more of us that aren’t on facebook. The Facebook group, though, introduced me to many more resources I hadn't known were in my area.

Get outside. Find some sort of local queer event and ask around. There will be other queer people. There is very likely something you’re interested in already happening or people who would love to work with you to start it if not. Even if you’re in a very red very rural state, you’re not alone, and chill or neutrally polite people vastly outnumber the few assholes, it’s just that the assholes are very loud and especially if you’ve been marinating in overwhelmingly toxic online environments it can feel like they’re everywhere. They’re not. Don’t give them that power.

The current legal landscape is terrifying and needs a lot of work but it doesn't reflect lived experiences. Get outside, find your local community, show up to in-person events if at all possible, it’s so encouraging.

[karmathenightowl]

Had this fun Count Donut image idea that I drew in October last year. I also fine tuned the second sketch I made back in 2022.

[andredsen]

now that everyone is getting their fang vote dolls. jinafire fang vote redraw of a pic i did earlier this year when the results were announced ^.^

[t4tails]

barbaraaa

[whatisamildopinion]

okay so I've literally been sitting on this for like. WEEKS because I keep forgetting to post but!!! because it made me laugh so so hard, have some drawings of @punchspeedchunk and @dullgecko's Goblin King au

Riz "ignores any and all self-examination until it bites him in the ass" Gukgak you will always be famous to me

[plumbus-central]

[peterchubs]

Happy Holidays 🎄💜!

Soft boys cozying up for this season.

[mclovinballz]

Blaaahhuh I'm never Gone fuck Huh lol

[rcxdirectrix]

Here's my piece for the @tftarotproject !! Got the opportunity to draw Kaon for the Seven of Wands card!

get the physical and digital copy here: Link

[tomaturtles]

Got inspired by this and had to

[fisheito]

Remember when yaku just showed up in the snowy mountains with his custom snake oven mitts , ready to make wilderness soup

[gioxy3ron]

Alright so, I haven’t said that here yet so…

The day before yesterday was the beginning of the Asexual Awareness week, for years, despite not being a part of it, I’ve always supported the LGBT+ community so I kinda defined myself a “Straight Ally”. In the latest months though I was kinda questioning myself for it, because despite I’ve always made sort of appreciations towards ppl or fictional characters and those kind of “jokes” with friends (I guess you know what I’m talking about) in 22 years of my life I never had any kind of attraction towards anyone, neither physically or romantically and ppl of my age or slightly younger/older I know have already a GF/BF.

Some people told me that it’s too early to think about it because “there is still time” but really I don’t see myself being with someone or having a family or children, the only idea of that makes me uncomfortable!

So… yeah guys, I discovered at the beginning of this month that I’m Aroace and finding this out was truly relieving to me because I feel better with myself and I don’t have to pretend anymore🧡💛🤍🩵💙

[buffaluff]

📝 long road home 🗺️

my works for this year’s @118bigbang 💖 i was paired up with the excellent @not-blonde-yet for their wonderful fic linked above, these were such a blast to draw and thanks for being a great work partner! 💖

[chocopink]

SIDE ORDER 🤍