It was short and sweet and there weren’t that many people, but we still had fun! I was a bit hesitant to wave around my mini pan-ace and nonbinary flags that I made the night before because I pretty much saw only rainbow and trans flags (with the exception of 1 genderfluid and 2 genderqueer flags), but I got a lot of compliments on them and there was one really cute person with blonde hair in pigtails and knee-high rainbow socks who asked me where I got my ace flag and I said I made it myself and then I asked them if they wanted an ace pin because I brought an extra and they said YES and then I gave it to them and then one of their friends came over as I walked away and I could hear the two of them excitedly screaming and that made me really happy and then I gave away the trans pins I brought and yeahhhhhh it warmed my heart to see all the rainbow gear and people of all ages with flags draped around their shoulders and I had this wide grin on my face the whole time like everywhere I looked was beautiful and it felt amazingggg
my fav thing about eurovision is how there are always rainbow flags in the audience, like, most people show support to their own country w their flags, and then there’s that person whos just like “i’m here because i’m gay”
On Good Friday 2017, someone chained
a cross to the fence on Gay Street in NYC.
3 days later, they put it on Micah Latter’s
gate- so she bought some Champagne,
texted ‘we’re rainbow painting the cross’
to the neighbors, and over 50 people
came to help. They also superglued the
locks to keep the cross in place, because
it 'belongs to the street now.’ SourceSource 2
Compilation doodles + Name explanations for the OC kids in the YOI Future!verse ABO AU
^ Literally the above, because I thought WAY too hard about these for legit months
(the twins were conceived in my mind back in DECEMBER and Arisa in
January >.>;;) and I want to rant about my reasoning for all of
IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS AU: It’s Yuuri-centric polyamory in an ABO setting, Yuuri’s married to four mates (Victor, Yurio, Phichit, Minami) and the above are their kids.
DISCLAIMER: I don’t know any Russian or Thai and my
info comes from not-so-trustworthy Google-sensei though I did my best to
triple check from multiple sources including non-English ^ ^; I am however native and fluent in both Japanese and English and also consulted a Japanese linguist regarding my kanji choices ^ ^; If I made
any mistakes please be gentle, and also understanding that this is a
low-stress self-indulgent near-crack AU >.>;;;
how sad to be a gay girl in this the year of our lord 2017. i’ve never been to pride before. i tell my mother i’m thinking of going and she says; please be smart and stay home. most of me thinks she’s right about this, even though i live in a city where gay pride flags fly on every other building.
they’ve done a good job scaring us into the corners we came out of. i tremble at the idea of crowds full of other people, my body in rainbow paint. i will be meeting friends from high school and none of them know i’m gay. it terrifies me. i have no idea what they’d say. what if they ignore it. what if they make a big deal about it. what if they ask me how long i’ve been this way.
straight people tell me all the time that maybe it used to be dangerous to be in love with a girl, but i should stop complaining because marriage is legal. i think of how i still hear “gay” used as a slur, how every word i have for myself has been used as a curse word against me, how i have no identity that comes unsullied. i think of how every time i hold her hand in public i find my ears become satellite dishes, waiting to pick up on any incoming danger, always mid-flinch. i think about how their opinion of me changes when i tell them. i think about the cans thrown and the threats made and the fights that bloodied my teeth. i think about the arguments with my parents and the silence in churches and the shuffling of embarrassed feet.
i’m telling myself i’ll go to pride and i’ll smile and i’ll have a good time. i’m telling myself i’ll be strong for those who can’t be. i’m telling myself thank god it’s 2017 and i live in the united states in a commonwealth that protects me. but the fact i have to rally just to walk in the streets says something. i feel sick when i think about where i’m going but proud about what i’m doing.
the closet was the worst place, i whisper to myself. darkness and spiders. but the closet is the safer place. and sometimes that matters.
“can we, like, chill with the gay pride?” i hear a girl on the bus say to her friend, “like… every june this happens and i’m tired of it.”
i’m gay every day of the week, even when i’m not proud of it.
i sit lower in my seat. i text the people i’m going to pride with. “i might come,” i write, “still working on it.”
Little kids were handing out cards like these and hand-made rainbow hearts around Pulse yesterday. Little kids are being taught LGBT+ people matter and these kids were so genuinely involved in wanting to spread that to strangers. Seeing such youthful innocence on those grounds radiating love and happiness telling me I mattered marked a pivotal shift in my mood that day and that’s when I realized that despite all the ugly, and despite where I stood a year later where hate shattered the world, we have progressed. Hundreds of people, of all affiliations and creeds, gathered around Pulse doing fingerpainting with children laughing, painting on wooden stars messages of a better tomorrow, dancing, singing, and hugging everyone. Celebrating in defiance. So to anyone feeling lost or still grieving - you’re loved, you’re SO strong, and most importantly you matter. Love you guys ❤️