when i was post op after top surgery i had a good friend there with me to help recover. but the nurse didnt get the memo and when i woke up she was like “ok i’m gonna go get your girlfriend and bring her in to see you!” and i remember being so zonked on anesthesia and so disoriented i just laid there thinking wow…… all that an they’re bringing me a girlfriend too this place is amazing
People are fretting about the “sexuality” of people riding bikes naked at pride and as someone who was once at the Farmer’s Market with family without realizing it was World Naked Bike Ride day I have to say: who the fuck sees that and gets horny instead of thinking about how awful it’d be if they crashed. I know I’m ace but if you look at a dicks out bicycle rider and think sex thoughts instead of FRETTING for that dick, being CONCERNED about the lack of safety precautions for that dick, thinking with horror about the pavement beneath, I don’t know what to say
In the dog world, humans are elves that routinely live to be 500+ years old.
“They live so long…but the good ones still bond with us for our entire lives.”
“These immortals are so kind we must be good friends to them”
My heart wtf
Not gonna lie, this fucked me up a bit.
POV Fantasy slice of life book when?
“Now I am old. The fur around my muzzle is grey and my joints ache when we walk together. Yet she remains unchanged, her hair still glossy, her skin still fresh, her step still sprightly. Time doesn’t touch her and yet I love her still.”
“For generations, he has guarded over my family. Since the days of my great-great-great-great-great-grandfather he has kept us safe. For so long we thought him immortal. But now I see differently, for just as my fur grows gray and my joints grow stiff, so too do his. He did not take in my children, but gave them away to his. I will be the last that he cares for. My only hope is that I am able to last until his final moments. The death of one of his kind is so rare. The ending of a life so long is such a tragedy. He has seen so much, he knows so much. I know he takes comfort in my presence. I only wish that I will be able to give him this comfort until the end.”
Brian Ridley and Lyle Heeter (1979) by Robert Mapplethorpe
A same-sex couple, posed in hypermasculine leather outfits, display bondage equipment that reinforces the perceived power imbalance suggested by their age difference. Yet what is most jarring about this image, perhaps, is the daring mismatch that Mapplethorpe constructed between the sitters’ defiant self-presentations and the scene’s conservative setting. Desires that were often considered extreme are here celebrated as part and parcel of everyday experience.
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During the culture wars of the 1980s and ’90s, an era marked by public homophobia and HIV/AIDS-stigmatization, a coalition featuring queer voices came together to affirm the value of Mapplethorpe’s work and to protest attempts to censor it. Mapplethorpe’s depictions of sexuality were defended both as valuable documents of a bygone era and as rigorously composed artworks that spark valuable conversations about identity, Eros, and difference.
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