cointober day 18 - onihensoi
a gender related to the colours red, black and white, as well as related to oni masks and onis in general.
coined by me. absolutely no credit required.
cointober day 18 - onihensoi
a gender related to the colours red, black and white, as well as related to oni masks and onis in general.
coined by me. absolutely no credit required.
terfs: trans people steal our resources!!!1!1!
the resources in question: *binders and such* *resource freely available online* *resource made by trans people, for other trans people specifically* *stuff to do w hrt* *resource freely available online* *resource they were supplied with due to transphobia they faced* *basic help with anything ever* *RESOURCES THAT ARE LITERALLY FREE, AGAIN*
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Biggest lie in lesbian cinematic history 👀😂😅
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Title: Blood of my Body
Warnings: Mentions of stalking, mentions of foreseen murder, mentions of almost murder, blood, bruising.
Main Characters: Alice Cullen x Female Human Blood Sing O.C.
Side Characters: Carlisle Cullen, Esme Cullen, Edward Cullen, Emmett Cullen, Jasper Hale, Rosalie Hale, Charlie Swan, Aro, Marcus, Caius.
Synopsis: When Alice gets a vision of her very much human Blood Sing’s lifeless body stuffed in a drainage ditch in Idaho the Vampiress phones up Forks Chief of Police Charlie to check up on her only for the Cullen’s to arrive home mere hours later to find said Blood Sing surrounded by police in their living room and being informed that they were nearly to late.
The glass shatters and Alice is almost to shocked to remain upright, her liquid gold eyes widening in horror as those of her family look at her expectantly.
“A-” Edward has not even the chance to get the girls full name out before she has zipped out of the room and is speeding off down the road in her car.
Alice’s normally steady hands are trembling as she reaches for her cellphone and panickily awaits for the line to be answered.
“Please Chief Swan, something is wrong, you need to go to my house immediately!”
Flinging her phone back down on the seat beside her Alice grips the steering wheel so tight that she begins to break it a part her teeth clenching as she forces herself to ease up her hold.
If this comes to fruition.
If Amelia dies.
Alice hears a definite crack and in less than a millisecond she has eased the strength of her grip on the steering wheel once again.
Even at the speed she is going it will take her several hours to get back to Forks and even with the call into Charlie the possibility is high that her mate will be long since dead by then.
These are the times in which Alice utterly loathes what she is able to do.
Alice knows he’s coming but with how frazzled she is Alice finds herself truly startled when Edward suddenly opens the passenger side door and slips inside his stare beyond intense as he silently watches her drive.
Keeping quiet Alice only continues to speed down the road her none working heart feeling as though it is going to break out of her chest with how fast her phantom heartbeats are going.
Edward, though he too remains unvocal Alice knows well that he is intently listening to each and all of her thoughts and knew within moments of entering her car just why she is so fiercely driving down the highway and back in the direction of Forks.
“Let me drive, you’re going to break the steering wheel in half.”
With a habitual growl passing her lips Alice allows her eyes but a second to dart towards her sibling before returning to the road yet another sound leaving her throat before she flings herself out of the car, climbs up on top and then swings around back in on the passenger side.
Edward floors it.
My throat burns.
But seeing as someone has just tried to choke me to death its understandable that my throat feels as though its being clawed up from the inside and it doesn’t help that I got knocked around enough to end up bleeding.
This won’t be easy on any of the Cullen’s and even though I know they will never desire my blood as I am Alice’s Blood Sing doesn’t mean they are happy about having to smell a human’s blood in their house.
Sitting on the couch in the Cullen’s living room I am surrounded by cops, the Chief of police Charlie Swan being one of the several law enforcement in the room with me and as I am carefully thought considerately asked questions about just how I ended up almost dying I do my best to answer though my mind is already quite preoccupied with thoughts of my girlfriend.
Oh god Alice.
This vision must have hit her like a truck.
“Excuse me Chief Swan.” I start out, my voice barely above a whisper. “But do you think I might place a call?”
“Of course.” he is quick to retort as he rises with me as I stand up from my place on the couch.
"I’ll just be a moment.” I inform him, which is a subtle way to let him know that I wish to be alone.
Gently pushing open the door which leads into the kitchen I am only a step or two inside when I am met with a familiar pair of caramel gold eyes.
For a short moment neither Alice or I move but then my legs appear to receive the message where my mind has yet to and in a matter of steps I have flung myself at my girlfriend and wrapped my arms securely about her neck, her own hands coming to grasp my back as I keep myself as close to her as physically possible.
Only a moment or so passes before I find myself being pushed away, though Alice’s arms keep a firm hold of my own as she is clearly taking in my appearance.
A thick tension falls on the air when my bruise stained throat comes into view. Though it cannot ever rival the purely anamalistic growl which rolls up and out of Alice’s throat.
Alice’s fingertips are cold upon my throat, but the dull bite of the chill is a welcome and as my Girlfriend proceeds to draw her fingers lightly over the massive bruise invading my neck I can just tell what she is thinking.
Turning at the sound of Doctor Cullen’s voice I can see Esme not that far behind him.
“If I may.” he says then as he starts forward, having gestured lightly to my form.
With my lower back pressed to the kitchen counter I allow Doctor Cullen to have a look over my strangled throat, the forms of Esme, Edward, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie all spaced evenly around the room, minus Alice who is practically glued to my side, not that I mind it at all though.
“How does your throat feel?’ Carlisle inquires of me and as I glance briefly at Alice, knowing well that this is going to make things worse for her I proceed to voice my response.
“It burns a lot and hurts when I swallow.”
Nodding his head Carlisle gently hums remaining where he is for a moment or two before stepping back, his retort causing me to place my full attention upon Alice.
“I believe there are things Alice and yourself need to discuss.”
Saying nothing in reply to this Alice merely laces my fingers with her own and begins to guide me quietly out of the kitchen up to her room.
Shutting the door behind, though we both know it won’t help I am soundlessly lead over to the glass door which opens out into the surrounding forest and after allowing the door to swing fully open Alice need only give me a look for me to know just what she wants me to do, and just as she has not been I do not speak as I wrap my arms around my girlfriends neck and we are very soon sailing down into the forest below, my eyes shutting as I rest my head against Alice’s neck while she speeds through the natural scenery.
Opening my eyes I can feel a clear gasp draw up my throat and out of my mouth and though the action burns there is no way I could ever keep it inside.
“Alice.” I breathe, as I am set down eyes wide as I stare back at the tiny picnic set out among the bed of lilac flowers.
“I saw this too.” she quietly admits and I instantly reach for her right hand.
“It’s lovely Alice.” I reply the corners of my mouth quirking upward as I look back at her. “And after everything that did and could happen a quaint picnic with you is just what I need.”
Alice’s eyes shut shortly at my words but reopen as she offers me a strained smile.
“Come on, let’s enjoy it.” I am told and very quickly I find myself sitting across from my girlfriend on the deep red colored blanket.
Though Alice can’t eat any food she loves watching me enjoy mine and has clearly gone all out with the dishes here.
“All my favorites.” I voice and Alice nods her head smiling just a bit.
“I wanted to make sure this picnic was extra special.”
“Any picnic with you is special Alice.” I reply, taking hold of her closest hand and raising it to my lips where I lay a gentle kiss upon her marble like knuckles.
“Thank you for everything Alice. I really mean that.”
Alice swallows and I know if she could she would be crying right now.
‘Come on, eat up, I didn't’ prepare this so you could just dote on me over the food.”
Laughing I nod my head and reach for a red velvet cupcake.
After a while I have eaten my fill and as I move over to Alice’s side and settle myself down into her lap head resting against where he heart would be thumping were she human I let out a tiny sigh, nestling my head as far into her chest as I am able.
“I love you Alice Cullen.” I inform her, gaze trailing up to view her profile and eventually press a tiny kiss to the corner of her mouth.
“Amelia.” I hear her say and I instinctively sit up a bit more in her lap.
“Yeah?” I inquire, peering back at my girlfriend as she looks immensely tense.
“Alice baby, what is it?”
“We need to change you Amelia.”
The words take me aback a bit but not because of what is being spoken, more of that Alice has never been one to this blunt and serious with me before.
“This was a close call Angel.” she continues as she cups my face in palm of her life hand, stroking my cheek lovingly as she does.
“I know we talked about waiting until graduation but you are far to fragile Angel and what has almost happened tonight only reiterates that.”
Rolling my lips inward I place my free hand on the side of Alice’s face and leaning in press a firm yet loving kiss upon her lips, our mouths moving together like a well practiced dance.
“Whose going to change me?” I as when we at last pull apart.
Alice’s lips curl up, eyes seeming to gain back at least a little of their usual shine.
It didn't hurt.
Not even a little bite.
In fact for three whole days Alice and I lay on the picnic blanket the remnants of my final human meal still set about us as I am held against my girlfriend’s chest, her fingers running soothingly through my hair as she is has her opposite arm set about my abdomen, her voice gentle as she coos tender words into the air around us, all my senses becoming more and more in tune with the minuteness surrounding us.
It is on the eve of the third day when it finally ends, and the very first thing Alice and I do is go hunt.
Knowing the Cullen’s I am well aware that they all have powers which are unique to them and as they all have at least two it appears that I do as well. One for me is already starting out as a vegetarian vampire and the other is to know the true answer to absolutely any question.
This is most defiantly going to help with finishing up my high school career.
After spending a bit of time feasting on some deer Alice and I make our way back to the house where the rest of the Cullen’s are waiting, a very happy Emmett the first to greet us.
“Dudette! You’re back!” he exclaims then before picking me up and spinning me around.
“Hello to you too Emmett.” I retort with a smile as he sets me back down on my feet again.
Turning my head at the sound of incoming feet I smile at the sight of Esme, her own expression exceptionally warm and inviting as she reaches out for me.
“Welcome to the family.” she whispers in my ear, laying a gentle kiss to the side of my head.
“I’m glad I’m here.” I respond as I pull away from her still smiling.
Following quick conversations with everyone Alice and I make our way up to what is now our room and spend the rest of the night just holding onto one another and talking.
A trip to Tuscany Italy is not something I was expecting to find myself going on mere days following my transformation into a vampire but when Alice informed that it was both for us and to visit the Volturi, of which is basically Vampire Royalty I understood it all perfectly and in a matter of minutes we are zooming off down the road and out of Forks.
With my left hand tightly linked with that of my mate I can’t help but cower a bit when we are lead in the room made entirely out of marble the three kings of Volturi sitting quietly on their thrones.
“Ah Alice, what a lovely surprise.” Volturi King Aro voices as a thin yet strangely charming smile pulls all the way across his mouth. “I see that you have brought a friend with you.”
“This is my Blood Sing Amelia.”
Leisurely rising from his seat Aro begins to descend the short steps leading down to the main floor and with his smile continuing to grow he holds out his hands to me.
“Come my dear, lets have a look at you then.”
Keeping fully quiet I start forward, having been told by Alice already what Aro is able to do.
He is going to see it.
What the man tried to do to and just how close I came to dying.
The easy expression on the Volturi Kings face shifts as he sees everything, his smiling falling away as I am certain he is seeing what has happened to me.
“You are very lucky my dear.” he then says as he lets go of my hands. “Very lucky indeed.”
I nod my head not sure if I will be able to speak at the moment.
Alice steps up to my side and holds out her own hand to Aro of which he takes.
For a minute or two no verbal words are uttered but eventually Aro lets Alice’s hand go and with a look between us and a light smile upon his lips he directs his full attention to Alice.
“Go, enjoy your time in Tuscany, and I do hope you will return one last time before you leave the country.”
A week on and one more visit to the Volturi later Alice and I are walking arm in arm up the walk to Forks High, the ability to hear and sense absolutely everything is still a bit of a daunting thing though I am getting much better at it, and with the weight of my engagement ring set upon my left hand ring finger, of which was gifted to me by Alice when she proposed to me while we were in Tuscany the first night following my officially meeting the Volturi I turn my head, finding her contact covered eyes already looking at me.
Grinning back at her I lean over and placing a hand on the opposite side of her face bring her lips to mine, a few gasps being heard from other students as they watch us lock lips.
Alice continues to smile though I can see her roll her eyes.
“Humans.” she whispers in my ears when she pulls away, linger only a moment or so to be able to say this.
Laughing I shake my head and place on more kiss upon her lips before mirroring the sentiment.
Okay. So for starters we all get the gist of Frozen even if we haven’t seen it and we all know that Elsa has ice powers since childhood and that her parents, instead of helping her learn how to deal with her magic decide to lock her in a room for her entire childhood, and teach her to fear herself which very obviously a huge chunk of the reason that her emotions result in such catastrophic ice and blizzard responses. But I digress.
Elsa’s powers and her being kept in a room is an extremely heavy metaphor for Homosexuality.
Elsa who is Different (ie: gay) by societies standards is made to fear herself, to see herself as wrong and remain kept up in her room because her parents have not taken the time to understand her. (aka: Homosexuality)
She then spends her entire childhood wearing gloves (heteronormativity mask) and staying in her room (aka: the closet) until she is expected to take up the role as Queen for a society that very clearly has a singular idea of how things are run.
Her emotions get away from her because she has been kept isolated for so long and she (lesbians') in front of the entire room before running of where she there upon finds herself on a mountain top and sings Let It Go which of which I will translate to gay speech for the straight people who see this.
The snow glows white on the mountain tonight Not a footprint to be seen (An unexplored portion of Elsa’s inner being) A kingdom of isolation And it looks like I'm the queen (Being physically, mentally and emotionally isolated because of her homosexuality.)
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside Couldn't keep it in Heaven knows I tried (Elsa is struggling with admitting her sexuality and realizing that she can no longer pretend to be something she isn’t ie: a straight person.)
Don't let them in Don't let them see Be the good girl you always had to be Conceal, don't feel Don't let them know Well, now they know (Elsa reminisces on all the times she has had to put on a heterosexual mask as it was it was important to live in a world she has never fit into and speaks about the time she slipped up in public and did gay thing and now everyone knows she is a lesbian.)
Let it go Let it go Can't hold it back anymore Let it go Let it go Turn away and slam the door (Realizing that now that the door has been even a little bit open there is nothing more for her to do but embrace her inner Queer.)
I don't care What they're going to say Let the storm rage on The cold never bothered me anyway (Voicing that it no longer matters what the heterosexuals think because she has had all but enough of their B.S.)
It's funny how some distance Makes everything seem small And the fears that once controlled me Can't get to me at all (After coming to terms with herself and realizing that she was never made to fit in Elsa understands that the fear of the heterosexual life rules placed on her a gay have no control for they were never going to end up applying to her anyway.)
It's time to see What I can do To test the limits and break through No right, no wrong, no rules for me I'm free (The time right after she leaves the closet Elisa understandably wants to test as much gay stuff out to see what she will and will not like.)
Let it go Let it go I am one with the wind and sky Let it go Let it go You'll never see me cry Here I stand and here I'll stay Let the storm rage on, oh! (Elsa beginning to take her stand against her former heterosexual way of living.)
My power flurries through the air into the ground My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around And one thought crystallises like an icy blast I'm never going back The past is in the past (Elsa really starting to let that inner part of her free and seeing just how freeing it is show she vows never to return to the world of straightdom anymore.)
Let it go (sing it) (Let it go) Can't (hold it back any more) Let it (go) (Let it go) Turn (away and slam the door) I (don't care what they're going to say) Let the storm rage on (sing it!) (The cold never bothered me anyway) (More vocalizing on how she won’t let the straight world control her life any longer.)
Let it go Let it go And I'll rise like the break of dawn Let it go Let it go The perfect girl is gone Here I stand in the light of day Let the storm rage on The cold never bothered me anyway (Elsa exclaims that the former picture perfect straight girl that everyone wished her to be is dead and gone and that she will take what they have to throw at her because it is far better to be battling them as herself then being loved and miserable.)
After this whole thing Anna comes to try and convince her to return when the kingdom realize they need Elsa for something and that is the only reason they want her back and when Elsa says no Anna calls herself selfish and sets Elsa off and Anna gets hurt (which she kind of deserved for being so entitled with her sister having been put through so much already.)
Then a bunch of homophobes come in and attack the innocent lesbian, she fights back and more shit goes down. Anna does some dumb shit her and kristoff yada yada yada then she saves Elsa from hetero prince wanting to physically kill her sister and then Elsa saves her sister from being frozen because of her familial love and ends up being Queen again but is allowed to use her powers. (Though its clear it is more tolerated because her powers aka gayness have use for straight people world.)
So yes Frozen is an Allegory for being a homosexual and straight peoples problems with it.
I'm not doing cointober, and I don't have the energy to make a flag for it, but I keep seeing potion genders and I really want to make some.
Potiokein: A KEIN gender related to glowing potions and elixirs in the dark, and a sense of secrecy or mysticism.
Potiohoard: A gender-collection or multigender experience in which identities are "consumed" like potions/elixirs. This may cause a person to feel fundamentally different with each change, and may then wear off afterwards.
Potio- could also be a good prefix for potion genders?
Alternative Pan Lesbian flag!
Source: https://pridewiki.tumblr.com/post/633225987029598208/i-wanted-to-try-and-make-some-m-spec-lesbian *might need wayback machine to view*
A-Spec Collage !
Closer look at the Glitter Lesbian GAYMER shirt
Get ready to go with this shirt!
Pre-orders open until October 31st! https://etsy.me/38RcDYd Model: @nykil_exe
My experience as a bisexual has been being attracted to dilfs, goth girls, and people with fluffy hair. It’s just that on repeat.
Makeup day today 💄💫
7TH SCHOOL MYSTERY 🔪 YUGI AMANE
Y’all I made gay cookies to come out to my grandparents tomorrow wish me luck lmao