Do you have any pointers on how to get into queer activism?
Yes, these are all things that have helped me in my journeys in queer activism so I will now pass them on to the great wide internet.
First step is deciding how you want to get involved, for me this was the easiest step, but for others it may be the hardest.
I have always loved writing, from the age of nine it has been my dream to be a writer. So when I decided I wanted to be involved in queer activism it was all about how I could use writing to be an activist.
And from my experience the most influential activists have been ones who managed to use their own unique toolkit to change the world around them. But if you are unsure of what your toolkit consists of that is also okay, I would suggest some experimentation.
You should try going to
Local queer groups
And in going to those things you can try and see what avenues of activism you want to pursue so you can find where you will make the most impact and which avenue suits your skill set and ambitions.
Another piece of advice is to give yourself time to flex in and flex out of activism, because it is draining. And if you don’t give yourself breaks and down time you will burn out and burning out takes up much more time than breaks ever do.
I think the biggest piece of advice I have stems from these two previous pieces because in the end, you need to find what is best for you specifically and take care of yourself. Make sure you aren’t just trying to do what seems the most like what an activist should do. Do what you are best at, and do what you think you will most likely be able to keep up in a long term way.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
Can you do drabble #3 with abbusive!Lucifer(PELLEGRINO)xReader then SamxReader? Please and thank you?
So I got really, really, really carried away with this one, as it’s 2,757 words long. But i had way too much fun with it. Soooooo…. hope you like it!
Warnings: Abuse, blood, some gore, torture
Your chest heaved, as your body trembled, struggling to
stay awake in your weakened state. Your arms were bound above your head by a
set of handcuffs hanging from a meat hook. Your wrists had been rubbed raw and
bloody by the cold metal, and you’d lost feeling in your arms hours ago. Your
own blood caked nearly every inch of you, at this point you were sure there was
more blood outside of your body than in.
Lucifer paced back and forth in front of you, his eyes never
leaving you, as he tapped his chin with his index finger pondering his next
“You know, I’ve got to hand it to you, you’re made of much
tougher stuff than I’d anticipated.” He said, stepping closer, you wished so
badly that you could move, you tried, backing up as far as you could, but clearly
you didn’t get very far, and your efforts were mostly in vain at this point.
“You might as well just kill me.” You choked out through a tired
and prideful laugh. He could torture you every day for the rest of eternity and
you’d never tell him where they were. You’d never consent to possession, and
the tattoos that adorned your body wouldn’t allow for a demon to enter either.
Your lips were sealed and locked like goddamned For Knox… Lucifer stepped in closer, gripping you by
the face, his fingertips digging into your soft cheeks, and cold as ice.
The final season of Mad Men begins tonight. Artist Alex Katz presented himself as a Madison Avenue-style suit in this large self-portrait influenced by Pop art and advertising. What do you make of this depiction, from his expression to choice of dress?
“I can no longer produce for my ballclub, my manager, my teammates, and my fans the sort of baseball their loyalty to me deserves.”
- Joe DiMaggio
At the Yankees’ Fifth Avenue suite in the Squibb Tower, a tearful Joe DiMaggio, two weeks after his 37th birthday, announces his decision to retire from baseball. The Yankees outfielder, claiming he “no longer has it” due to age and injuries, ends his thirteen year career with a lifetime .325 batting average and 361 home runs, rejecting owner Dan Topping’s $100,000 offer to play next season.