Hey guys! Something a little new today. First sorry for being so inactive, schools a bitch. Second, I’m happy to announce I have very recently opened an Instagram store!
I sell little earrings, charms, and among us figurines all handmade.
Wanna give a big shout out to all the closeted LGBTQ+ people this pride.. You’re valid and we all love and support you.. You’re gonna make it through this. You’re gonna figure everything out. You’re gonna get out of your bad situation. And i’m so proud of you! You are strong! And beautiful! And JUST AS V A L I D! ! ! ! Don’t let anyone make you think otherwise ❤
Sorry I’ve been so MIA! (There’s been some crazy awesome stuff going on.)
Sorry it’s been so long! There’s been a ton of awesome and amazing things going on in my life.
On the writing front, I’m now a regular writer for Medium — which has resulted in a *major* boost to my writing income. (*If you’re a writer who is not writing on Medium, I don’t know what you’re doing.*)
On the *other* professional front, we’ve finally released our drag event app — @dragr — and are over the moon with the reception it’s receiving in the community.
Hope you’re all doing well and getting down to all the writing. The world needs your story, so don’t give up
Sonia feels her legs begin to sway, but she manages to look her father in the eye and speak without faltering.
“We all need to sit down and have this conversation,” she says. “The four of us. You and Mum, and Violet and I. It can’t wait any longer.”
Behind her, Violet slowly exhales. Sonia is achingly conscious of the warmth and scent of Violet’s skin, the strength and softness of her body, the rapid beating of her own heart. For one delirious moment she is weightless, her soul soaring on a tide of joy and freedom. Then she hears her mother’s gasp of anguish and sees the depth of the disgust in her father’s eyes, and she lands back in reality with a sickening thud.
“We will be doing nothing of the kind,” says Frank, his eyes bulging. “You and your…your friend are guests in our house, and are therefore under an obligation to respect our beliefs and standards of behaviour. And one thing we believe in very strongly is the sanctity of marriage between a man and a woman. Discussions about sexual perversions and immorality will not be tolerated. Do you understand?” “Well, I want you to understand something too. Roy and I are getting a divorce, ” says Sonia. “And Violet and I love each other.“
She doesn’t dare look at Estelle. She can hear her sobs, and the sound chills her bones.
"You are going to kill your mother,” says Frank. “I hope you’re happy.” “Dad, please-” “Haven’t you caused enough damage?” says Frank. “Please leave. Now.”
Sonia doesn’t move.
“NOW,” shouts Frank. Sonia trembles and moves towards the stairs. She stops at the top and holds her hand out for Violet to take. They walk out together, hand in hand, into the fresh air and the sunshine.
I gotta say this is all “ alleged ” because from what I heard he threatens any trans person that dares call him out….
Sooo let’s talk about this dude
{ also no my phone isn’t glitching out, his graphics are just that bad..}
He’s a cis I believe queer man that targets trans people and cis women { mostly cis wlw }
He has a lot of videos of him just harassing and making “ parody ” songs and posts invalidating lgbtq+ people mostly trans people and wlw.
He has “ talks ” with trans people acting as if he just wishes to have a “ friendly ” conversation then harasses them..
He takes photos of trans people and uses them for his “ educational ” aka harassment videos and “ parodies ” mocking their looks. I I believe he takes the photos without their permission..
He also invades trans spaces and women’s spaces to make mocking harassy videos…
He also has underlying hints that feminism is making kids trans???? He also comments and likes many comments claiming feminism and the trans community are
“ cults ”
He and his followers are a danger to trans youth and all lgbtq+ youth as a whole.
Hana was always sure she was a girl, only to find out in later life she didn’t suit either female or male binaries completely. Aside from her having male and female middle names, she did begin to wonder why she wasn’t as slender as Brittany, or had fluttery eyelashes and lipstick markings like the Chipettes. In fact her build resembled the Chipmunks’ more. This led to some teasing in school, including someone calling her a “boy in drag,” which hurt her so much.
Hana asked her parents why she didn’t look completely like a girl even though she was one. They replied that no one person is the same and that she should learn to embrace herself, masculine features and all.
Her teen years were tough especially as she looked as androgynous as she always did. She turned even more to sports as that was the only place her toned body was appreciated, or so she thought. The Chipmunks and Chipettes had drifted away from her by this point; Theodore had his Cooking Club, Simon his Science Club, and who should join the popular cheerleaders but Brittany? This soured their relationship even more.
Feeling lost with her childhood friends gone, Hana happened upon a flyer for the high school production, Beauty and the Beast. Thinking that playing the Beast would be the ultimate way to embrace herself and in turn tell the bullies to back off, she auditioned for the role but instead got the role of LeFou. It took a while to process, but Hana ultimately threw herself into the role and people loved her performance. She ended up thinking, “Hey, maybe looking somewhat masculine isn’t so bad after all.”
Fast forward years later, Hana is now a Broadway actress and LGBTQIA+ rights advocate. She identifies as nonbinary and her pronouns switch between she/her and they/them at any given time.
I wish I couldn’t describe the sinking feeling when you find a really cute romantic song that just perfectly phrases the feelings you want to have.
Then they say words like “boy” “boyfriend” “man” “dick”
And then you’re reminded of how you’re living in a world that revolves around men. And that you feel like you’ll never get to hear a lesbian song that isn’t about the fact that it’s LESBIAN love, but about love that just so happens to be with a woman/nb. They put emphasis on the fact that the love interest is a woman, almost like “Hey, look! I can be progressive!”, like they’re trying to prove something rather than give lesbians even a little bit of rep in the media.
I remember when I was in a group chat of mostly LGBT people. We were talking about the people we’re dating. There were over 20 people in that chat, most of which had sexualities where they could date a woman/nb(pan, bi, etc.)
I was the only one talking about women. Every single other person spent that conversation idolizing the bane of my existence. I wanted to cry. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, of course, but the feeling of existential dread couldn’t be topped. They all liked women, sure, but every single person there liked men way more, clearly.
I want to listen to a lesbian playlist, and all the comments say “Not lesbian but-” No. Can we not even get something as minuscule as a playlist? I don’t care if you’re bisexual, pansexual, straight, can yall just let us have SOMETHING for once?
I would give anything to be able to have an irl conversation with anyone and just talk about how amazing women are. A conversation where for once people don’t find a way to bring their idolization of men into it.
I’ve only ever met 5 lesbians irl. 3 were people I’m related to, one of which turned out to be a queer trans man(who now has a boyfriend), one is my ex who is severely mentally ill and sent me suicide threats when we were dating, and one was one of the meanest people I’ve ever met(she’s biphobic too, because why not/s).
Also HEY! I know its been…a long while and I am sorry I just don’t really have a phone I am currently borrowing one from my aunt but I am trying to get my own. My tablet is crappy and lags 24/7 I am very sorry.
LGBT people: share an experience that is based on persecution of our sexuality and gender expression, have formed spaces to openly express our sexuality and our relationship with gender as safely as possible (even though we still sometimes get killed for it when in those spaces)
Acey-beans: we should center LGBT spaces around REAL shared experiences outside of heteronormativity! Like cake! UwU
Fucking GLAAD: Hey can we be more discrete with our lan-
Exclus: OH SO YOU WANT ME TO STOP BEING GAY? DO YOU WANT ME TO BE ERASED? YOU WANT ACES TO TAKE OVER? I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW MY TWO GRANDFATHERS DIED AT STONEWALL FOR ME TO ALIENATE ASEXUALS AT ANY GIVEN OPPORTUNITY. GOOD DAY, SIR. I SAID GOOD DAY!
Just admit that you’re a homophobe.
If you don’t want LGBT people to have spaces where we can actually safely express our sexuality, but instead cater to people whose identity is based on a disconnect from the sexual experience, then you’re a homophobe, plain and simple.
You goobers literally NEVER make these demands of the average cis-het. No, you be these demands of LGBT people.
You are toxic. You are bullies. You are homophobes.
*raises hand* I would like if everyone could keep it in their pants unless they are in privacy or at a club… That’s just kind of how I feel as a modest human being who would like to walk down the street and see kind gestures of love rather than two people engaging in foreplay on the sidewalk. People of all sexualities should be able to show affection or sexuality, but at the right time please.
Where the fuck are you going where there’s “foreplay on the sidewalk”? That’s pure hyperbole and a total dodge.
Even the Leather floats at Pride parades are never any less scantily clad than billboards for stripper clubs on the freeway – but Poor Pweshuss Smol Ace Beans would rather bully LGBT orgs to “de-sexualise LGBTOMFGWTFBBQ spaces,” rather than cis-het society, which is homophobia, pure and simple.
If they actually cared about what they perceived as an overall oversaturation of sexuality in society, they’d join forces with feminist groups, but they don’t, cos they’re misogynistic, in addition to homophobic.
A/N: the Alternate Ending is here! I’m so sorry this took so long and for the overall accidental hiatus. I have been busy getting things ready for a yard sale and I’m preparing for school and I just overall didn’t have much time for writing. Thank you all so much for all the love and if you’ve noticed I reorganized my Masterlists so that way everything is more organized and everything. I’ll have to edit every one of my posts to that way people can find things better but for now enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Wanda or Steve they are owned by Marvel, I don’t own the gif either.
WARNINGS:Angst, Swearing, the stages of grief, loss, dark themes, 18 + from here on out, SERIOUSLY DARK MENTIONS OF DEATH IF THIS IS TRIGGERING PLEASE AVOID THANK YOU
You were foolish to believe Wanda would respect your wishes.
The morning after returning from the hospital you felt weird, lighter, stronger. Considering that a building came down on you a few days prior, you felt far too healthy. You had leapt from the bed and begged that what you thought wasn’t true, only to be met with one of your greatest fears once again.
Wanda had built an idyllic town, streets lined with perfect houses with perfect yards. School was far enough for the twins to ride their bikes to and from everyday. There was an ice cream shop down the street and there was pizza delivery any time of day. Wanda had even redecorated your home as well, overnight your rustic home had turned into the domestic suburban dream that you had remembered from the first Hex.
The only bright side to it was the lack of decade skipping, you woke in the modern century and that is where it stayed.
“Mommy?” Lettie’s voice broke you from your thoughts as you remembered where you were. Family Dinner was a non negotiable event, it happened once a day every day. Sometimes that is what you used to keep track of the days gone by here. “Are you ok?”
“Yes baby,” You assured your daughter, giving her a small wink before going back to your meal. It was Friday so it was Pizza night, cheese mixing with tomato and sausage left a heavenly taste on your tongue. Half of the pizza was meat lovers special for you and Stevie while the other side was plain cheese for Wanda and Lettie. The one thing you had to give the Hex, the pizza was damn good.
So far you gathered that the twins knew that something wasn’t right, they just didn’t know what. It made your stomach twist, you weren’t sure if Wanda put them under a spell or took their memories of the past few months away. You weren’t sure if Wanda was capable of meddling with their minds, you knew she loved the twins and would never do anything to harm them.
However Wanda had loved you and yet she did this.
“”Cолнечный свет you seem distracted,” You heard your wife remark across the table, “is everything alright?”
“I’m fine Wanda.” You reply coldly as you refuse to meet her eyes. You continued to eat your dinner, listening intently to the children recount their day.
“Miss. Johnson says I’m the brightest in her class,” Stevie said excitedly as he continued to ramble on about Miss. Johnson. You can feel Wanda’s eyes on you, but you paid her no mind as your son continues to talk.
Eventually dinner ends and you tuck the kids into bed, giving them each kisses on their brows.
“Mommy,”
“Yes baby.”
“Mama did something bad didn’t she.”
You paused for a minute, your children’s blue eyes staring back at you. You always knew that they were too observant for their own good. You sighed as you placed a kiss on their foreheads.
“Mama loves you with all her heart,” You start, “She would do anything to protect you, same as I. It’s just that sometimes Mama can’t tell the difference between right and wrong, and that makes me worried for her.” You tuck them further into their comforters, “the one thing I’m certain about is that she loves you so much and she would never hurt you. Much like how much you love her and would do anything for her.”
“And like how much you love her.”
Silence filled the air for a second, just a heartbeat before you found yourself replying.
“Exactly,” You said, “And much like I would do anything to protect you I would do anything to protect her.”
After that you bid the twins goodnight one last time before finally closing their door.
“You know I love you too right,” You hear Wanda say behind you, “and I would do anything to protect you.”
“I know.”
“I don’t think you do.” Wanda said, your back was still facing her. You haven’t looked at her even once after waking up in the Hex and it was driving Wanda mad.
Maybe she already was.
You went to walk to your bedroom when suddenly you felt yourself being pinned to the wall, it wasn’t rough but it certainly wasn’t the gentle touch you knew. You kept your eyes on the ground, you knew the moment you looked at her your resolve would crumble.
“Look at me,” Wanda let out in a choked whisper, “please my Солнечный свет, I know you’re beyond upset with me, but I did this for us.” She leaned in closer, her nose brushing against your cheek as you continued to look anywhere but her. However you still feel your resolve crumbling as her breath tickles your neck and her hands find their way to your waist. You could smell the familiar scent of roses and incense on her, the one thing that didn’t change. You feel her lips peck at your neck a bit, once, twice, before a sharp nip under your jaw caught you off guard. You let out a low moan as her hand firmly grasps your jaw making you look at her.
You could see it in her eyes. Those beautiful pale green eyes that you looked into and felt safe. It was only now that you could see the obsession in them, the unspoken promise of never letting you go.
Till death did you part and now that she took death out of the equation.
You were hers.
Forever.
“I love you,” She says as she kisses the corner of your mouth, “I would destroy the world if it meant that I got to keep you and our family safe.” Her hands glide over your stomach, “I love our family with everything I am, I love taking care of you. I miss waking up every morning with your arms around me, I miss the way you smiled at me when I came home everyday, miss the way our hands always found each other, I miss us.” Her forehead presses to yours, “You hadn’t looked at me since before the Hex and it felt like I was running out of air, I was suffocating and cold. But now that you’re looking at me and it feels like I can breathe again, I feel warm and lightheaded and at peace.” Her hands move to cradle your face, “I don’t feel at peace unless I have you with me.”
“Wanda-”
“Please don’t call me that.” Wanda says, her voice breaking just a little, “You never used to call me Wanda before.”
“But this isn’t like before.”
“Why can’t it be?” Wanda asks, her green eyes boring into yours, the intensity was enough to make you feel vulnerable. You could see something dangerous lurking behind those eyes, something telling you not to push it further.
“In here you’re safe,” Wanda says, pinning you further into the wall, “in here our children are safe. No one will ever be able to take my family from me, ever again.”
