I wrote this comic many years ago, when coming out seemed so far away. Though I know people meant well, it frustrated me to hear “no need to tell anyone, it’s none of their business!” A part of me even shamefully resented those who were accepted so easily, because I knew I could never have that life.
Even though I’ve come out already, I still want this perspective to be heard. It can be really isolating and painful to have to choose between your safety and your identity.
This comic is from my collection We Are Here: And Other Queer Comics, available this weekend at MICE 2024.
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I literally love this.
I couldn't stop laughing for 20 minutes.
No joke.
I'm obsessed with spiderman!! And teenagemutant turtle is so cool! This has got to be my favorite crossover ever! I want more so bad!!
they are friends they are friends they are friends
I knew I wouldn't get this done, but I was hoping to get at least one round of refinement done here before posting it for the event day but, alas, life and time and travel ate me.
Gotta catch those spiritual parasite fish noodlin' style!
The way I saw the cut scene after unlocking the water temple :3 I just imagine Sidon going back to Yona all like “Babe I think I just accidentally proposed to Link and he didn’t seem mad about it???”
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I love this!
Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.
But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.
None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?
And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.
Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.
A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.
You can be talking to someone and she'll be like, "Oh I made a silly mistake. Women don't deserve voting rights teehee." And you'll be like, "What." And she'll be like, "Oh I'm sorry! That must sound so bad out of context. No it's this Tiktok meme where, if you're a girl and you do something dumb, you say 'Women don't deserve voting rights teehee.'"
And you'll be like, "That sounds bad." And she'll be like, "No no. It's totally not that bad. It's just a meme. Men say it too. Like if a man does something silly he'll be like, 'I am like those women who do not deserve to vote.'" And you'll be like, "Does that make it better?" And she'll be like, "Well there was one guy who tried to make 'Men shouldn't vote' a popular meme. But it never caught on and also he got yelled at a lot."
And then you drop it there because like, you're harshing the vibe.
Honestly, there was kinda a sense of excitement along with the fear, like almost an escape. I think I'm just feeling trapped and wanna run away into the woods... I think I may be projecting just a tad.
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