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marionette-j2x · 2 years
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This has been gathering dust in my WIP folder, so-
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anotherradfemlesbian · 2 months
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Yesterday. I watched “Paris is burning”, a documentary on the gay scene in New York during the 80’s. I loved how it shows gay men and trans women being part of the same group, sharing the same spaces, just different ways of being a homosexual male. All the support and love from the chosen families, their artistry at the balls, their culture, all the gender nonconformity was simply BEAUTIFUL.
It’s full on YouTube (it won’t let me link the color version)
I also loved this reflection by Pepper Labeija.
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giodoodless · 1 year
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i cannot put into words how HOT Shuri's revenge era is. The tight suit, the golden claws and makeup, her moves, her strength. All i can say is: [bisexual noises]
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greenqueenhightower · 9 months
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Otto (Opportunist) Hightower telling Alicent that she’s destroying herself because she is self-regulating her anxiety through nail-biting but also pushing her towards an already sick and old Viserys because she’s “the most comely girl at court” wins Father of the Year for me.
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visxionaries · 3 months
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who: @illyaoakheart when and where: the royal apartments of queen illya of house oakheart, the night following king cedric tyrell's return from dorne. he arrived earlier in the day, alongside the rest of the entourage - including a silver haired, purple eyed woman who had been seen in the court of the reach before.
there remains an ample difference between a mistake and a choice; there always would be ample difference between a mistake and a choice, and in extending the branch that once again rerooted laena oldflowers to the tree that was of house tyrell, cedric tyrell had made his choice. laena oldflowers leaving within the entourage in the reach had not been entirely suspicious, considering her position was once a seamstress; she had been one of many attendants that made the journey into the red mountains and through the pass into the lands of the dunes.
it would be too easy to claim the haze of dorne itself influenced the decisions that came with the build up, the night after night in which he had not called her to his chambers within the fortress of sunspear: and the night he finally did, the string that bound them finally snapped.
not once did the king of the reach think of the woman he had chosen to make his wife, the woman he had plucked from the stem from her roots in old oak and placed upon an ancient throne that stemmed from the gardener line - not once. not in all the nights he spent entangled within a familiar touch, or the nights he spent with his hand on the small of her back as he passed by in the crowded, heated halls of sunspear's festivities; not even the nights when the sun rose and laena oldflowers remained stretched over silk cushions, his arm lazily remaining against her porcelain flesh in being around her waist.
he did not think of the queen, until it was decided that something sustainable and permanent was needed; something that gave her more of a position, considering she was not merely a woman he would not see to spill his lust into. it was when he spoke of making laena oldflowers his official mistress, in accordance to the will of the king, did he finally think of the queen of the reach; whose stomach remained swollen with the heir. his heir. and even then, he felt as though there was nothing that could be said to sway him of his mind: for this was his right. and he would have it.
courtiers talked. gossip spread. he could not know if any rumours had reached back to her, or if she had quietly noticed the silver haired woman amongst the entourage; why would she? he had arrived hours ago, and had gone directly into council discussions to update them of the discussions he had with the first and second minister of dorne regarding the summer isles. and it was the same time they always had dinner did he finally show up at her chambers, candles flickering, the night having taken over the sky - and he knew he would not be staying this night.
as he crossed into the chambers, his gaze fell upon her; it had been weeks since he had seen her. almost months. she continued to glow in the way women did when they were with child, a union blessed by the gods and showing their acceptance - or so, her and her people had spoken of. cedric did not know much of the gods, or the extent of their influence in his life - cedric feared no gods, just as he had learned to fear no gods.
it was the biggest sign of his arrogance, the way in which he maintained a scepticism toward the gods, their creators; and if they did exist, they either had abandoned their children at some point - or were not as benevolent as many insisted they were. it was the biggest sign of his arrogance, the way in which he thought not of the feelings of his wife. only of the health of the child she carried, the heir that he needed to secure his realm.
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"your grace." cedric greeted, his tone the same as it always as; for what he brought her was news, the same way he would bring her any other news. and then he dismissed the attendants, including the ladies; it had been months since they had seen one another. he had not missed her. still, he approached her to softly kiss the palm of her hand; the epitome of chivalry found within the rolling hills of the reach. he watched as the others curtsied and left, closing the door behind them; he continued trying to work out whether she knew had heard anything. "i have been meaning to inform you of something, but tell me how you found the last weeks first." something must have leaked back to the highgarden; it always did.
"you've done well in holding court together in my absence. all spoke of your prowess in the council meeting, with no criticism or point to make." he spoke, remaining stood for a moment, maintaining her dark gaze. her stomach was more swollen; and for a moment he found himself startled. soon he would be a father, if matters went well. he were thankful he had never become a father with the one that came before. "thank you, illya." her name came naturally to him, and as much as there was a clear difference in the paths they walked, their cooperation was apparent. obvious. a united front to the eyes of the world, specifically in regards to matters of state. he was sure he could trust her to work alongside her cousin the hand, and his instinct had proved correct.
what news he brought her, he suspected would upset her; and yet eh thought there was no reason for such thoughts and feelings. they were not in love. they were two strangers, bound together by the words of some old man before some statues. truthfully, she had been given her station, her grace, her title; her rights and duties were being met as much as his own, as evidenced by her pregnancy. she had been given a voice, a bed, a roof. "how did you find the experience?" he asked, wanting to hear how she found it from her own point of view. cedric truly believed he owed her nothing more when it came to matters of his personal life.
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sweetestpopcorn · 1 year
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Ok now let's find where it is written harwin strong or strong men were described as having brown hair and pug nose
If they are described as looking like that and immediately it’s mentioned that because of that people thought they were the children of Harwin Strong I would say it’s obvious that’s what Harwin Strong looked like. But then again I don’t need to be told the obvious. 😊
Adding to this, Breakbones was always with Rhaenyra on Dragonstone. He was rumoured by Mushroom as having been her first lover. He was with her when Luke was born. Was seen as competition by Daemon. Laenor left before the marriage was consummated and there was no bedding ceremony. Rhaenyra and Laenor spent most of their time apart. She lived in Dragonstone , he lived in Driftmark. Upon Joffrey’s death we are even told this:
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How much more do you need? Do you really need it spelled it out black on white?
How many fingers do you think Rhaenyra had btw? Because you are never told five in each hand, it could very well be 4 it could very well be 7. Guess we will never know 🥺
Best of luck to you 😊🫶🏻
@silgeek15 we got one chief 😂
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Sexism
Me and a friend were watching a movie together. I've noticed that this kind of thing happens a lot.
Whenever a male character is aggressive and hot-headed, she likes that character and thinks that he's cool. However, whenever a female character has those same traits, this friend thinks that character is "stupid" and "annoying". It's sad to see how internalized misogyny affects people's perception of female characters.
Women should be allowed to fight and be stubborn the same way men do.
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A quick and 100% unbiased guide to Krytan-Ascalonian relations in GW2
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Does anyone else get gender envy from Luisa from Encanto?
Like I’m a trans guy and all but I want to be that strong too!
Also Luisa is my favorite character in the whole movie. Allowing yourself to feel your emotions and be vulnerable is the realest type of strength. Also, girl let go of your burdens and let that guy take care of his donkeys for once!
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liroyalty · 1 year
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What's the point of being a royal if you can't throw your weight around a little bit~?
Oh, your threatening my kingdom? Well, my country is rather small & not very good strength wise, I better find a way around this peacefully!
Nah fuck that, I want a kingdom, where if they're threatened by another, they can throw their weight back at them & give them a reason to shake in their boots. Fuck around & find out bitches, we were born & breed to be ready for war!
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maliciousalice · 1 year
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My family's crests are pretty cool. Wish my parents were a little bit more ardent with our celtic family history, because I yearn. Living in Australia is so detached and bland.  Maybe one day I will seek out my heritage.  In tempore.
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horsefingerss · 2 years
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I wonder what Chris Eccleston is up to tonight.
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theghostofashton · 2 years
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decompose1 · 2 months
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my gayboy friends lovingly call me "their dyke". my qpp called me beautiful for my intersex traits. my beloved transmasc friend got strong on t and he carried me up the sand dunes on the beach because my mobility aids wouldn't work climbing sand like that. the queens at the bar cheered me on when i got up on stage and i was scared in front of the crowd. we're here to love each other in our own little ways. there is so much beauty here
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flynnandsteel · 7 months
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I have not been the same since Zheng Yi Sao became a character in our flag means death. It means so much to me that pirate-related media is representing her more because I never would have known about her and she is too cool to be forgotten.
For years pop culture either portrayed her as the racist "submissive asian woman" stereotype or ignored her completely. It's infuriating. Now though we have a strong portrayal of her in both doctor who and our flag means death!! Let me tell you a few things about the rightfully named "Pirate queen".
On average, most pirates died 2 years after starting piracy. Edward Teach died after two years, Stede Bonnet died after one and Israel Hands impressively died around 8 years after starting, all executed. Our pirate queen died at 68 after a successful 9 year career. In fact, she only stopped because she was made to surrender and lived the rest of her years in effective retirement.
She inherited her late husbands pirate fleets and at one point commanded around 1,800 ships. Blackbeard is believed to have a maximum of 5- likely because he didn't get along with people well enough to amass enough crews to run them. She had the largest fleet in history.
Zheng Yi Sao was a leader and undoubtedly one of the most successful pirates ever and yet we dare to forget her.
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velvet4510 · 3 months
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I just want to say to my fellow female Tolkien fans that we should not feel ashamed for loving these books that are admittedly male-centric.
It’s tempting to call Tolkien a sexist for including so few female characters in his legendarium, but we must remember that the women he did include are the epitome of girl power and some of the best role models we could ask for: strong and willful and noble and brave, without sacrificing their femininity to prove themselves.
It’s glorious to me how you can flip through the books and see page after page of men doing everything … and then suddenly:
There’s Varda creating the Stars, Sun, and Moon!!
There’s Yavanna saving her trees by inspiring the creation of the Ents!!
There’s Melian making an Elf king forget his own people and then shielding an entire kingdom!!
There’s Lúthien defeating Sauron himself AND Morgoth himself!!!
There’s Idril preventing the complete annihilation of her people by creating the secret path out of Gondolin!!
There’s Galadriel resisting the One Ring!!
There’s Éowyn killing the lord of the Nazgûl!!
There’s Ioreth saving the victims of the Black Breath through her knowledge that the king will be the healer!!
There’s Arwen bridging the gap between Elves and Men as Queen of Gondor!!
There’s 100-year-old Lobelia beating Ruffians with her umbrella and leaving money in her will to help homeless hobbits!!
There’s Rosie raising 13 kids while simultaneously serving the whole Shire as Mistress of Bag End!!
There’s Elanor guarding and preserving the Red Book so that we can read it now!!!
That’s why I just can’t hold too big of a grudge about this. Yes, Tolkien didn’t write female characters too often, and it would’ve been fantastic if there were more. But when he did write them, they were amazing.
And on top of that, his male characters display literally our dream level of healthy masculinity in a man. Frodo, Sam, Aragorn, Faramir, etc. are our wish fulfillment. We have every right to enjoy that.
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