#tw homopobia

[joestarlight]

While looking for Geraskier music videos on youtube, which is my favorite “I’m gonna procrastinate writing my novel” game I found a video by some hateful homophobic fuckers on youtube mad about Jaskier, and just reading the title and description was full of so much right wing hate mongering bullshit I couldn’t click out fast enough. I also love how there is either straight, or gay. Bi doesn’t exist to these people, not that that is a surprise. This should teach me to stop procrastinating novel writing, right?  naaaaaaah wrong let me go watch some extra gay shit to wash it out with, lol.

[ivywritesme]

My family was talking about how a potentially friend of theirs might be gay. I live in a very strict country and my parents are too conservative so I can't show my support publicly, but if I have to stay in the closet for the rest of my life, I hope I can be like him. He's single, living in a big city, making a ton of money from a stable job, has many friends he can invite to eat dinner with every day, and still looks 30 despite pushing 50s.

If I have to stay in the closet, please at least let me stay in a walk-in closet with a bunch of birkin bags and 20 pairs of $5k shoes.

[dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night]

I want more drama of August and Ambrose. I would like to read moments when the two of them are walking in the middle of nature and talking about their problems. Maybe some scenarios before they're vampires.

I hope you enjoy this ♡♡♡

TW: Christianity, implied homopobia, emotional whump, light threats of violence, referenced arranged marriages

"I simply loathed that sermon," August complained. "I would wring the priest's neck, if he were not protected the the Lord."

Ambrose hopped over a small stream. He grinned at August, holding out his hand to help him across.

"That sort of talk never aided anyone, my love."

"Even so." August sat on a fallen log, gesturing for Ambrose to do the same. "I share all my thoughts with you."

Ambrose laid his head on August's shoulder. "If that were truthful, then you would tell me your thoughts on Mara."

"I do not wish to speak of her."

"You cannot put off the wedding forever."

August plucked a yellow dandy lion flower from the soft green earth and tucked it behind Ambrose's ear.

"I have done well so far, my angel."

"August, my love, you are seventeen. You should have been married years ago. The eldest of your house was at fourteen. Why should your parents treat you differently?"

August picked a large stone off the ground and threw it full force at a tree. Several small birds took to the air, fearing a predator.

A brief look of regret and pity for the creatures passed over August's face before he softly spoke.

"I miss her."

"Do you not still write?"

"Sometimes, but she has her life and I have mine. It was not fair. Isabelle is my sister, why did she have to submit to being stolen by a stranger so as to strengthen our house's power and wealth?"

"At least you will never meet that fate. You will stay with your family, in your home. And I will do the same. We will not have to part."

"So, a young woman shall be ripped from her life, her family, her home, just so I may have a bride? The same happened for my brothers. I used to hear their wives weeping, though my brothers did not.

"It is your parent's decision."

"Adam is the eldest, he will inherit. If he dies, Lucian will. I am the youngest son, why should such responsibility fall to me?"

"We will always have each other," Ambrose promised, lacing his fingers with August's.

"So long as we always have this sunny piece of the woods where no one can find us, then I can survive any of my parent's wishes."

Ambrose kissed August's cheek, allowing their conversation to lapse into silence.

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[spoonful116]

A brief look at the HIV/AIDS epidemic in the 80s and 90s

[wheezykat]

the north country

written for @drarrymicrofic prompt “curiosity”

wc: 50

tw referenced/implied homophobia

It’s curious, Harry thinks, what reminds him they’re no longer in the city.

Buzzing bees in their garden, Draco’s languid form resplendent and bare under the hot sun.

A visible night sky.

The lack of hubbub and passersby.

Sideward glances he receives in the market when referring to his partner.

read it on A03!

[straighttpp]

Sir marc is used as a token gay and disabled character to rake in points for representation. He is never given a love interest, and is the focus of all the heavily ableist and homophobic jokes. He gives up on his dream of being a knight to take up a profession that better suits his 'abilities'.

eww

[squeege-chomp]

i love my art teacher but yesterday she was like ¨ i dont see how its homophobic to not want to be around or agree with homosexuals,, homophobia is the fear of gay people and im not scared of them. its just an opinion ¨  and other just,, incorrect things,, like okay 1. by definition homophobia is ¨ having or showing a dislike of or prejudice against gay people. ¨ and i got that straight off google so its pretty hard to get that one wrong. 2. not wanting to be around gay people and not agreeing with them being gay is literally homophobia. like?? name one reason to disagree with someone being gay without using religion. if people arent doing gross and very wrong things i dont see the issue,, like- also why wouldnt you wanna be around gay people were cool af,, and dont get me wrong shes awesome and has been a big supporter of me being trans and helped me come out to other teachers but ive been thinking about that a lot and its been making me mad so i figured id yell into the void about it

[voicesofthepast]

welp its another day waking up and realizing people really hate gay people, dropping this show now

[goldproblems]

when you witness someone you know/love/are related with say or do something racist or even homophobic and you say nothing... why?

I'm tired of seeing excuses like "these types of people don't change, don't waste your breath"

like no!! I'm gonna speak, I'm gonna be mad. idc if they are the stupidest people on earth. When we allow people like that to be comfortable enough to say horrible stuff out loud, we arent doing the right thing

I can't allow them to be comfortable like that and I won't. watch me make grown men hate me, I don't give a fuck about them

[aspiringbelle]

For those who may not know, in 1996, after a request from people in Cobb County, Georgia, the Greenville County (South Carolina) Council passed a resolution declaring that LGBT people were “contrary to community standards”.

https://www.scribd.com/document/443522218/1996-Greenville-County-family-values-resolution#download&from_embed

Since then, members and friends of the local LGBT community have been pushing to repeal the resolution, and pass hate crime laws. County Council has done neither, though they have stated that the old resolution is not in force. 

Back in 2004, when the county had not yet declared Martin Luther King’s birthday to be a holiday, it burst onto the national stage when Al Sharpton mentioned it at a Democratic Primary debate. It was first observed by the county the next year.

I’m posting this to help spread it around so others can see and help shine a spotlight on this. If it includes candidates, so much the better.

[mereoleonawifecity]

Huge fucking trigger waring for X-factor 10 TW and spoilers below

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The trigger waring and in essences spoilers are for rape, homopobia anti-blackness and on page graphic deception of death one a Romani woman the other a gay black man

Please feel free to share this with others

[shadowing-k1ng]

Hey I had an idea that popped in my head and I need to share it now

So a hero comes into an evil witch's lair and is like, "release the prince, you fiend!" So she goes "HAHA! Fool, you'll never- wait, why are you here? I was expecting a warrior princess." And the hero goes "I'm gay. That's my boyfriend." And it cuts to the prince who nods his head. And the witch is like "what? How does that work?" So the hero and his boyfriend tell the witch how being gay works, with a whiteboard and everything. So after that she goes "oh, so this is a socially accepted thing everywhere?" And the prince goes "oh no, people think its amoral and 'against God's wishes'" the witch goes "wait, why do people go say that this natural and normal is awful? It's... evil!" And the hero goes "i know, right!?" And then a warrior princess comes in, and says "I've come to save the prince- oh, hey hero." And the witch gets all flustered and says "oh, i-im not exactly ready at the moment, s-so can we maybe do it later?" And the heros look at one another, knowing that she has a crush on her.

And that's where my train of thought ended. I just wanted to share this with you guys cause I thought tumblr would like it. Have fun!

[manessqueeze]

Promise

For Malex week, day two: tropes (fake relationship) TW for homophobic slurs and homophobia/biphobia, nothing too angsty but it’s there Read it on AO3

“Hypothetically speaking,” said the man who had appeared out of nowhere and plopped down next to Alex at the bar. Only his years of military training kept him from jumping out of his seat or tackling the guy to the ground. “If I were to put my arm around you and whisper sweet nothings in your ear to piss off my dickhead of an ex, would you punch me in the face?”

“Yes,” Alex replied without a thought as he took a long pull from his bottle of beer before turning his eyes on the—oh, shit—gorgeous cowboy beside him. How he’d kept his eyes from wandering down his impressive jawline to the man’s mouth when he bit his lip, Alex couldn’t say, but he would also attribute it to his military training. Though if he were being honest, that had a helluva lot more to do with his father than he wanted to entertain at the moment.

“With your fist or your lips?”

The smile gracing the man’s own had Alex willing to admit he’d prefer the latter but not before he made the man work for it. He let his tongue flick out to chase the taste of hops on his lips then smirked a sultry reply. If he decided to go through with it—and let’s be honest, how could he not? The guy was a walking wet dream—he might as well play it up. “Haven’t decided.”

The man, with eyes like fire and corkscrew curls tempting Alex to run his fingers through them, moved in a little closer, enough for Alex to feel the heat of his body and the flames of his own desire he’d gotten so good at controlling burst out of control. Not how he expected his night to go, but he had a decent enough buzz working that he could blame it on the alcohol if things got too far out of hand.

He felt the cowboy’s breath caress his skin when he whispered, “I promise to make it worth your while.”

“Lips it is,” Alex replied, not expecting but absolute on board with the sudden press of lips against his, more tender and tentative than he’d expect from a rugged cowboy whose calloused fingers splayed over the sensitive skin of his neck, but Alex didn’t judge. He did however fist his hands into the man’s shirt and pull him close, so close, so impossibly close, so fucking deliciously close that his mind whited out and relegated everything but this sexy cowboy who’s name he didn’t even know into the ether.

And yes, okay, getting the shit kiss out of him in the straightest bar in town with the gayest name hadn’t ever crossed his mind as something he needed to put on his bucket list, but there it was. 

And he did not, he absolutely. Did. Not. Whine when the future Mr. Manes broke the spell and pulled away leaving him a panting mess as he tried to remember how to breathe again.

“The fuck, Michael? I thought you said you were done with all that fag shit,” some drunk chick hollered beside them. Alex blinked over at her and tried to let the homophobic slur slide off his back like he always did. It helped that the hands gripping his waist hadn’t wavered, strong and sure, and maybe a little possessive.

“No, I said I was done with dickheads like you, not with dick itself. I very much like dick and I will absolutely continue to get down with all this fag shit because of it, thanks.”

The dickhead threw her hands up and huffed. “You know what? It’s over.”

“I’ve been telling you that for a month. I’ve moved on, Monica, hence my super hot boyfriend here,” Michael said, arms tightening around Alex.

“Yeah, well I hope you’re happy with your little gay dick and your little gay wedding and your little gay babies.”

“Actually, we’re raising the children bisexual,” Michael corrected before turning his attention back to Alex. “Ain’t that right, darlin’?”

Alex tried not to laugh, he really did, but watching Monica’s head almost explode before she screamed and stormed out had forced it out of him. He bowed his head as he shook with laughter, his forehead coming to rest on Michael’s chest when he moved in closer. Alex hadn’t built up the courage to let go of his shirt yet, but Michael didn’t seem to mind, a hand still perched proudly on Alex’s hip. He liked the way it felt there, like a secret promise destined not to break.

“That could’ve gone better,” Micheal said before clearing his throat and leaning back.

 Alex straightened to look up at him. “I don’t see how.”

“I’m pretty sure she’s unbalanced.”

“Clearly.”

Michael sat down on his barstool and Alex finally untangled his fists from his fabric.

“Really didn’t mean to drag you into this, cute guy who’s name I don’t know.”

“I’m Alex.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Alex. I’m Michael. And if I had known she’d go all homophobic on us, I wouldn’t have asked for your help, but thanks anyway.”

“Nah, it’s fine,” he said with a wave of his hand. The kiss more than made up for it.

“I seriously thought she’d just fuck off if she saw me with someone else.”

“Some people can’t let go.

Michael reached up to adjust the collar of Alex’s shirt, the brush of fingers against his skin felt like another promise. “Some people shouldn’t.”

Alex wanted to stop time and crawl inside that moment. He wanted to live there, locked forever in the way his heart seemed to speed up and slow down simultaneously as Michael looked at him, like Alex was something precious, something special, because no one had ever looked at him like that before, like he mattered.

And maybe for the first time, he believed that he did.

Maria cleared her throat behind the bar and both of their eyes snapped to her knowing smirk. Nope, Alex could not deal with her tonight. She'd ruined the moment, but he knew he couldn't have stayed in it anyway. Thankfully, she passed their drinks across to them and disappeared to the other end of the bar with a word. She always read him like a book. He’d make it up to her tomorrow.

A few shy glances took the place of witty banter, but after another shot of whiskey, Alex felt compelled to ask, “Do you always have such shitty taste in partners?” 

“With women? Unfortunately.”

“And with men?” Alex asked, his eyes meeting Michael’s under the dim lights as he hoped he didn’t come off too desperate for wanting to get to know this guy in spite of the drama he’d just witnessed.

“I sure hope not ‘cause you’re really hot. And it would probably destroy my faith in humanity if the crush on you I’ve been nursing from the corner booth over there the last few weeks came back to bite me in the ass.”

Alex blushed. As a general rule, boys didn’t crush on him. He longed from afar on unattainable men and maybe got lucky every once in a while thanks to grindr. But he felt brave, though he couldn’t decipher where to lay the blame: on Michael or the booze.

“I usually reserve ass biting for the second date.” That had Michael choking on a sip of whiskey, and Alex almost felt bad about it, but he pushed ahead and leaned in to whisper in Michael’s ear, luscious curls that smelled of rain tickling his nose as he pressed in close. “But you did promise to make it worth my while.”

And that dick loving cowboy did not disappoint.

[fmdjaewonarchive]

► daylight.

date(s): somewhere in january 2021 mentions of: @fmdsamsoo, but like, a lot, really a lot word count: +/- 1.3k words warnings: vague references to internalized homophobia, mentions of insomnia (and general Not Great mental health) details: full lyrics verification for daylight, 1/3 verifications for jaewon’s upcoming album escapism. man i don’t know what to tell you either, just jaewon being So Fucking Gay for over a thousand words, like literally, he’s just gushing over soo that’s all that happens. somehow this ended up twice as long as it had to be while it was supposed to be the shortest out of all three album verifications.  i hate everything. 

the instrumental of the song is provided for this one, the file sent to him by one of dimensions’ in-house producers and pulled up on the screen of the computer in their home studio. the task jaewon got is clear, all he has to do is write the lyrics (and of course, record the song later down the line).

what those lyrics entail, however, he has free reign over, no company-imposed theme or subject matter looming over his head. it’s liberating, a much-needed breath of fresh air to for once, have input on what music he releases once again.

and really, jaewon just wants to write about samsoo.

there have been plenty of songs jaewon has written in the past that are about his boyfriend. truly, when it comes down to it, pretty much any love song jaewon has written in the past 3 years is, one way or another, about samsoo.

in theory, that sounds a bit excessive, but the reality of it is that apart from soo, jaewon hasn’t had any real romantic experiences in his life.

spending the majority of his teenage years and early twenties in vehement denial about his sexuality had not left much room for love or romance. there had been a few girlfriends throughout the years, most of them perfectly lovely people, but none of them had ever evoked real romantic love in him.

the first time he had experienced that was between tense, fumbled confessions, his lips finding soo’s again for the first time (properly, sober) and ever since then, he had never really let go of that feeling.

so automatically, every love song jaewon has ever written, even if for another artist, even if just a few lines on a unity track, is about samsoo one way or another.

not to mention the songs that were explicitly written for an about samsoo, there still were those too.

one could conclude it is a bit of a redundant topic for jaewon, writing about his boyfriend, it’s been done so many times, sure there is no need to do it again.

yet jaewon is gonna do exactly that.

after all, dimensions gave him his creative freedom back to some degree, jaewon has free reign and if he wants to write another god damn song about how much he loves his boyfriend, he will do precisely that.

the instrumental has a lazy drawl to it, the gentle coax of relaxation. it’s what prompts jaewon to want to write about samsoo to begin with, the unspoken promise that he can leave his worries at the door that’s been prevalent not only in their relationship but also in the years and years of friendship building up to it. jaewon has never been good at that, giving in, handing over responsibility to someone else even if just for a little bit, but samsoo knows how to expertly draw that side out of him. as long as soo is around, jaewon doesn’t have to be on top of everything at all times, doesn’t have to constantly worry that if he slips up, everything shatters.

my arm's numb but i'm honored to be your pillow your hair tickles the tip of my nose, but that's joy your eyelashes are so long, when i see them from above i go oh i'm holding the whole universe in my arms, i'm careful

the imagery of lazy mornings or late nights is not very original writing on jaewon’s part, they’re topics he has written about plenty of times at this point but what use is there in changing a winning formula right? there are just very few things that in jaewon’s mind, capture the same peak domesticity that falling asleep with soo and waking up next to him does. they’re simple things, as mundane as they come but maybe that’s why they resonate with jaewon so much. the idol life is complicated and hectic and at the end of the day, he just longs for the simple things.

from here to there from there to here you're like a spring that snuck up on me, but you're winter too and that's how you melt into my world

as happy and at peace jaewon was with samsoo now, that hadn’t always been a given. it’s easy to forget with that everything they have know has been a long process. they’d not become best friends or lovers overnight, it had been a long, tedious process, mainly on samsoo’s part, one step forward, one step back. their first introductions had (at least on jaewon’s part) been reluctant at best. he hadn’t expected much of it, he hadn’t particularly been looking to make friends with any of the other trainees. but samsoo has always been the perfect balance of persistent yet patient, and bit by bit, day by day, they had gotten closer, soo playing a bigger and bigger role in his life to the point where nowadays, jaewon can’t really imagine what life is like without him.

daylight, you stay bright in the night daylight, wherever i'm with you is a white night daylight

again, the theme of it all is hardly creative but what is remarkable is the direction jaewon takes it for once. night time usually doesn’t symbolize anything positive in his music. it’s not a secret that jaewon has been plagued with bouts of insomnia for years at this point, discussions of mental health a common topic in his music. most of jaewon’s first album was written highly-anxious late at night, the past year of schedules spent strung-out and on little sleep. so nights signify hardly ever signify anything positive in jaewon’s book, not when they’re spent in frustration, being dead tired yet unable to fall asleep.

having samsoo by his side is not a perfect all-encompassing cure for those problems but it does help at times, does make things easier. maybe things don’t have to be black and white, maybe some night just get to be good, peaceful, without that taking away from how awful they otherwise are.

fell into bliss so it's heaven on earth here if i'm with you it's bright, it's bright fell into bliss so it's heaven on earth here if i'm with you it's bright, it's bright

because at the end of the day, that’s what matters. regardless of anything, no matter what, at the end of the day, he has soo to come home to. even if not everything is okay, that’s all he needs.

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the song comes along quickly, finishing the lyrics and tweaks them before sending them off all in the span of one afternoon. it’s one of the easiest songwriting processes he’s ever experienced, none of the usual stress and deadlines breathing down his neck. jaewon doesn’t know if the song just flows easily or if maybe, the process of ‘our songs’ and regaining his creative freedom has left whim with an inkling of faith in his own skills but he doesn’t question it. for now, it’s just nice, jaewon can use some things that are innately nice, no worrying required.

when he calls it a day and leaves their home studio for the day, he finds soo in the kitchen, already working on dinner. jaewon lazily wraps himself around him from behind, pressing a few kisses to his shoulder. “hey there.” he hums, arms tightening around samsoo’s waist.

“oh hey there.” soo turns in his hold, smiling softly and pressing a kiss to his temple. “i didn’t hear you come out, are you done for the day? did it go well?”

“yeah… it did.” jaewon smiles, nuzzling his face into samsoo’s shoulder and letting out a content sigh. “i think you’ll like this one.”

[tirl-lefttomyowndevices]

Introduction

Hey is that [ANA GOLJA]? No, that’s just [MACKENZIE HASTINGS]. They’re [TWENTY-ONE]and have spent [SIX WEEKS] in Dayton. I hear that they’re kind of [MANIPULATIVE], but also [NAIVE]. Did you hear their vices are [SELF HARMING & PILLS]? Can’t wait to see [SHE/HER] at the next party! (JAX, SHE, 25, CST)

Full Name: Mackenzie Rae Hastings

Birthdate: July 15, 1998

Positive traits: Smart, charismatic, hard-working

Negative traits:  Naive, confrontational, jealous

Mackenzie is a spoiled brat, or was at least.

She grew up a child actress with her single mother, who was also her manager.  Her mom wanted to make it big in Hollywood and didn’t, so she lived vicariously through Mackenzie.

Her mother is very religious and homophobic, so Mackenzie is deep in the closet regarding her sexuality.

She can be a manipulator

She wants to find her place in the world

She is at college in acting and has enough money to live on her own and not worry about work until she’s graduated.

Loves parties, but doesn’t drink anymore or indulge at most parties after being assaulted when drunk.

Is really really really gay, but refuses to be out.  Self harms because of the internalized pain and hatred.