Jasper City Kawaii
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@peterparks
Jasper City Kawaii
goodmorning this is your assigned shane of the day
[“A basic premise of straight culture is the idea that gendered bodies, especially women’s bodies, require purification and modification to be desirable—shaving, perfuming, toning, refining, shrinking, enlarging, and antiaging. But in queer spaces, it is often precisely the hairy, sweaty, dirty, smelly, or unkempt gendered body that is most beloved. I recall the first time I entered a gay men’s sex shop, in the 1990s in the Castro district of San Francisco, and encountered a barrel full of lightly stained and dingy-looking “used jock straps” for sale. It was my introduction to the fact that there were people in the world who desired men’s bodies so much that they wanted deep, intimate, and seemingly unconditional contact with them—even and especially the parts of men’s bodies that straight women seemed to want to avoid.
Most straight women I knew, no doubt due to their socialization as girls and women, appreciated men’s bodies for their sexual functionality but not as a site of objectification that they were excited to dive into and explore—to smell, taste, or penetrate. Similarly, I have been to dozens of dyke strip shows, burlesque shows, drag-king shows, and sex shows in which women’s armpit hair and leg hair and facial hair or their body fat or their genderqueer bodies have been precisely the objects of the audience’s collective lust. Fat bodies and hairy bodies are also staples of queer dyke porn, not relegated to a fetish category. In other words, queer desire is marked by a lustful appreciation for even those parts of men’s and women’s bodies that have been degraded by straight culture. Like a food adventurer who delights in those parts of the animal or plant deemed undesirable by the narrowing of mainstream tastes, queer people’s desire for the full animal has been less constrained. Recognizing this suggests that gay men may have a deeper or more comprehensive appreciation for men’s bodies than do straight women, just as lesbians’ lust for women is arguably more expansive and forgiving than straight men’s. But most importantly, because queer circuits of desire do not rely on the erotic encounter of “opposites” embedded in a broader culture of gendered acrimony and alienation, queer lust need not reconcile a conflict between wanting to fuck and generally disliking one’s fuckable population.”]
Jane Ward, The Tragedy of Heterosexuality
I have only been in love with one person. Same here. Only one.
Trapped in the talkative cycle
""Ilya," he said, barely more than a whisper. Ilya didn't answer."
dry humping in its specificity as a term implies the existence of wet humping
not my best work
“start your free trial now” what if i told u i am already experiencing trials. and the cost is more than i can bear
harrystyles Kiss All The Time. Disco, Occasionally. March 6th.
"oh my god." — shane hollander, whispered, as ilya lifts him onto the counter
“he should be at the club” well he’s at the club and he wants to fucking kill himself
go get laid. you always play better after.
if you're yuna though. your son is gay and has been hiding a 10 year situationship from you, and he's in love with his rival, and then he is having a panic attack and the guy you knew as the big russian anger machine pulls him off the ledge in two seconds and THAT is when they confirm they are boyfriends. all in front of your pasta.
Q: It's interesting because Shane's tears aren't really falling, they're just welling up. I'm thinking specifically of the couch scene, where Shane and Ilya are touching their feet and talking about the future.
I really love that scene. It almost feels like Shane has this notion that if you let the tears fall, now you're crying. But if you don't let them fall...Jacob said something like, “Shane doesn't know how expressive he is.” It almost feels like he thinks he's masking things better than he actually is. But the emotions permeate past what he actually knows people are witnessing, which I think also speaks to his kind of psyche and traits. — Hudson Williams for Harper's Bazaar
ilya 'needy top' rozanov