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Last night I had my once-every-couple-of-months dream about the recurring character that usually results in incredible sex, but they were busy in this scenario, so we just made intense and yearning eye contact instead. 😞

It’s possible that I need to consider maybe trying to actually get laid in the waking world. Alas.

#the trials and tribulations of the demisexual pervert

ghnosis

pride month shoutout: Foucault

did y’all know that Foucault was gay?

did you know he coined the phrase “reverse discourse” to specifically address queer reclamation of the discourses* used against them?

did y’all know he died of AIDS, and some people think he got it on purpose as activism?

did y’all know he was a kinkster and a sadomasochist and into fisting? and that he wrote about it? like quite a lot actually?

the history of queerness is the history of deviance and sexual taboo and transgression!!! they are inextricably tied up! pun very much intended!!

* oh also fun fact, he also coined discourse, except his discourse isn’t what tumblr turned it into, it’s like, the entirety of the systemic messages about a thing. it’s not a conversation or even a cluster of conversations. it’s every societal rule, spoken and unspoken, every law, every religious code, every THING about a thing. he used this idea of discourses because he was working with the problem of how to talk about sexuality when sexuality has been such a taboo for so long.

damndorothea

i saw this somewhere else but reply / tag what you did today so everyone can see that we all did something different today

#work from home #asked my apartment’s office some questions #did some chores #had yummy leftovers for lunch #tonight I’m going to see Conjurer with my bestie

victusinveritas

Please go learn how time works.

storm-of-feathers

yeah yeah rainbow capitalism is bad and whatever but like. when I was a child, being pro gay was not the popular or lucrative choice. I'm happy that times have changed.

storm-of-feathers

I miss rainbow capitalism. I do. I miss when it felt like public opinion was still pro gay. I understand it was always an empty gesture, but it mattered in a sense of knowing how socially acceptable being queer is. If that makes sense.

finnglas

It was always a thermometer, not a thermostat, and I’m begging people to understand that.

holly-warbs

Frog studies from life, sitting by my grandma’s pond.

A couple of nice things from my first wfh day in my new place: the bouquet I got for $1.75 and coffee in my bathing skeleton mug

#britt gets her shit together

stainedinink-deactivated2026041

reblog to give the pervious person a nice rock

emily-e-draws

a tasty hoard for a tiny beast!🍓🐉✨

kateammann

Happy Pride Month!!! 🌈💕🌼✨

cosmicportal

boringkate

AU where the women in straight porn just grunt and say stuff like "take that big pussy, bitch" while the men scream and moan and convulse and arch their backs while shouting "Oh my god! You're wrecking my dick!"

finnglas

when i was a tiny baby queer (aka a 24-year-old), i went to my first pride festival probably three months after i kicked ex-gay therapy to the curb and came out to my parents. being the people they are, my parents came with me. they weren’t really sure about this whole gay thing, but they loved me and wanted me to be safe and happy and wanted to be involved in what was important to me, so they came along. (i also think my mother still might have thought i might get drugged or murdered or beaten by a protester of which there were plenty.)

anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.

i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”

and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.

“What?” i say.

“…it’s a cock and a pussy, Jules,” she says flatly, and that is the story of how i died at the age of 24 while attending my first pride festival.

finnglas

I love how every June this one gets dug up and passed around again, lmao.

finnglas

oh no is this what we’re doing now