outside cuddles from @hollyhark‘s ceasefire ,caus I said I would draw them cuddling , but like, I can’t even draw cuddles, I guess I gotta practice? :”)
(also because I’m really upset Hux not gonna get cuddles anytime soon, ahhaha, and i haven’t read the new installment yet, I’m too stressed out from life to be stressed out about that too, I’ve come to the point when I’m stressing about something that might be stressful , look at my eyes im dead inside)
Hux didn’t want to sit on the bench in the park because he thinks it’s dirty so naturally Kylo drags him into his lap. Hux is not amused (actually he likes it a lot but he’ll be damned before he admits it)
aka dumb and happy modern au fanart
will they fight? will they kiss??? who knows!
Hs au, in which Ren and Hux are bullies and only put up with each other because noone else will….also is set in the 90′s apparently because I can’t help myself when it comes to clothes :”D
I actually posted about this au back in 2016 January! that was almost 3 years ago wow!, so if you wanna know more about it in a form of an almost fic check out this hecka old post!
(Some people been reblogging it recently and added the tag “benarmie” which is kinda funny to me, cuz we didn’t have a name for different type of kylux aus back in the day! How times have changed and this ship evolved! :””D)
I made four comic strips featuring characters that, coincidentally, I really love.
chromesink
*squish*
(sorry for the long hiatus! trying to get back in the swing of things)
ihategeneralhux
hey my dash is so slow can people reblog this if u post
- kylux
- skysolo
- star wars in general
- stormpilot
- star wars
- general hux
“BUTCH is an environmental portraiture project and exploration of the butch aesthetic, identity and presentation of female masculinity as it stands in 2013-14. It is a celebration of those who dwell outside of the stringent social binary that separates the sexes and a glimpse into the private and often unseen spaces of people who exude their authentic sense of self.
In recent years, like so many other pejorative terms used to oppress minorities, BUTCH is being reclaimed and infused with beauty and pride to more accurately describe a person who claims their female masculinity. These people may choose to cut their hair short, may wear ties, or may swagger with more strength than coyness. BUTCH is an adjective. And like all adjectives, it is fluid and subjective. Just as there are many types of hot women, there are many types of butches.
These portraits are of the people I know in the San Francisco Bay Area who relate to and claim the term BUTCH. These people are my friends, friends of friends, and are part of a very large gay and queer community world wide. Starting in the spring of 2013, in a effort to practice portraiture, I asked some of my closest butch friends to risk being seen by the lens and sit for me in their private environments. After printing and displaying my first three portraits, I realized I wanted a whole wall of these images. The wall turned into a room and the room into an online gallery. I then wondered what would it have been like to grow up surrounded by these images in addition to the ubiquitous feminine I saw in most magazines. …”
“BUTCH is a celebration of those who choose to exist and identify outside of this binary that has never allowed any accepted crossover. BUTCH is inviting viewers into private lives of female masculinity and suggesting a resilience in nature’s insistence that there is more depth to masculinity and femininity than societal norms care to entertain. Who is policing gender presentation, and why? The fashion world has been asking the same question for ages. Are we ready for the answers now? It is undeniable that we are born with the sex organs that we are born with, but why are so we threatened by what others choose to claim as their gender presentation? Are we ready for these explanations? Or are we more afraid of the question?
BUTCH is an exploration. BUTCH exists. BUTCH is an homage to the bull-daggers, dykes, manly women and female husbands before me. BUTCH is acceptance to the baby butches, young studs, gender queers, and dykes that continue to bloom in the face of societal norms.”
me-loving-you
For that anon who didn’t know what butch was…
Shoutout to the all queer family heroes
witchbithebooks
wow this actually makes me feel really happy cause that person is me…
It me
I have to tell this story.
I thought I was the first person to come out on either side of my family, but like three years after I came out, my mom was like, “By the way, my Aunt Mildred was a lesbian.”
“What? Really?”
“Yeah. My mom just told me this story the other day about her. She also had really bad depression, so bad that she was hospitalized. Her father flew out to San Diego to see her there. The nurses caught him on the way in and told him the no matter what she said, he was not allowed to get upset.” (This is the Catholic side of the family. Like, serious Irish Catholic with eleven kids and multiple priests in the family. Also super-duper Southern. And this was the 1940s and it was illegal.) “And he got real scared, but he went in. And she said, ‘Daddy, I’m a lesbian.’ He threw his hands in the air and hollered, ‘OH THANK GOD! I was worried it was gonna be something bad.’”
So. Shoutout to my Great Aunt Mildred, because she got there before I did.
Further shoutout to my second cousin Jared, who thought he was the first in even the extended family until he turned up for Granny’s 90th birthday, saw me for the first time in probably fifteen years, and heard me utter the words, “My wife…”
General shoutout to anybody who even thought they were the first in their family when they came out, even if they found out differently later on.
Y'know what, I love this story so fucking much that I’m going to schedule it to reblog when people will see it.
shoutout to those nurses who were ready to throw the fuck down for their young depressed lesbian patient like… when we talk about allies that is actually the kind of ally that has helped us to survive. in the most literal sense.
May 14th 1881: Mary Seacole dies
On this day in 1881 the nurse Mary Seacole died in London aged 76. Originally from Jamaica, the young Mary was taught her nursing skills by her mother. When war broke out in the Crimea, she applied to give medical assistance to wounded servicemen but was refused, and so gave treatment independently. Her patients admired ‘Mother Seacole’ and helped raised money for her after the war when she was left destitute. Despite her exemplary national service and popularity in Britain, Seacole faced discrimination at home due to her race and was unable to vote or hold public office. She has often been forgotten and placed in the shadow of famous Crimean War nurse Florence Nightingale, however in 2004 Seacole was voted the greatest Black Briton.
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THE FIC IS COMPLETED!
Kylo and Armitage worked hard for happiness - and all’s well that ends well