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We both like Justin Bieber, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, babies, spicy foods, and romantic comedies, as well as traveling, swimming, dressing up, having sex, being tall, biking (“cycling,” she’d say), and making detailed plans well ahead of time. We also appear, at this admittedly early stage, to be each other’s scarily perfect sexual complement; lesbian sex can look like a million and one different things, and we like so many of the same ones that it is, honestly, a miracle we ever got out of bed and did anything normal, like eat dinner or generally interact with other people. (Turns out, there was nothing wrong with me during my sad stretch of a dry spell after all — I just hadn’t been having the sex I actually wanted to have.) And, that includes characters who are not expressly, canonically queer. Queer interpretation is valid, be it headcanon, subtext, or perhaps just not expressly stated because the creators don’t feel the need. This is very true in terms of their reason to cosplay Sora and Riku from Kingdom Hearts. The pairing is exceptionally popular, though there's no official statement on it. In the end, however, if people read it that way, that’s good enough. I was captivated by what Eileen Myles told me at the time: “I know how to fight for what I want, to say no, when to wait. I’ve been in time for 65 years. I have a lot to share. That supposedly should only be in my teaching life — that’s not the case. It’s amazing on both sides to be able to share the world from different angles. It’s lively. It’s hot.” My partner was patient and kind. But as time went on, they got frustrated — understandably — and they suggested, as a reparative measure, that we open up our relationship. What I didn’t expect was everything else that would happen to me — and is still happening to me — thanks to this one little week in my otherwise pleasantly uneventful life.

NYC Pride announced their theme for pride this year as “The Fight Continues”. Though the LGBTQ+ community constantly gives and gives love, they are regularly met with prejudice and blind hate. There is tremendous adversity on many fronts within this country: police brutality, an ongoing pandemic, the alarming murder rate for trans-POC, the violent efforts to disenfranchise voters, and the rights of this community being questioned at the level of the Supreme Court are just a few of the battles we are in.Sennedjem is a member of what they jokingly refer to as The Triple-A crowd: agender, aromantic, and asexual. Cosplay has become instrumental to Sennedjem as they became more and more comfortable with their own identity. Even though they identify as agender, they’re on the more masculine side of the spectrum.

Whether you're Presidential Nominee / Jailbird Joe Exotic, Animal Rights Advocate / Murder Suspect Carole Baskin, or one of the misunderstood Tigers, we trust that you will do your sworn duty to gay up whatever socially distant Halloween Zoom Party you attempt to attend. The spookiest thing this Halloween will be the creepy echos of poor internet connection reaching out into the beyond.Eventually, once we’d reboarded the boat after our snorkeling, I did start talking with a few of the women I met at the Gen O mixer earlier that week, and it only took a couple of drinks for us to become the best of friends. When your screen name is OMGCosplay it is clear you belong at the top of that list, and that is exactly the case with the lovely and talented Natalie Monroe. Known nearly as well for her intensive gaming prowess and her love of all things geeky as for her erotic selfies and hardcore videos, Natalie Monroe has been taking the cosplay OnlyFans universe, and the wider world, by storm. Once, after I came in her hands, I burst into tears (yeah, I know, big dyke energy), and she held me tightly in her strong, sure arms. “You’re OK,” she said. “I’ve got you.” She kissed my hair. I would move into a house with some friends in Brooklyn, where a room had just magically opened up. There’d be a dog, and a yard. It would feel like a sign. (I’d start getting really into signs.)

I planned to meet Dana in the ship lobby that morning so that we could wander around for a while before the event. When we set off into town together, she gently informed me that my whatever-it-was with Lynette had not gone unnoticed by the staff, who’d encouraged Dana to encourage me to spend more time speaking with other people and reporting on the ship’s endless entertainment options.Dudes still have the monopoly on porn at 76 percent of PH’s viewers, while women make up that other 24 percent, and I’m sure feel very bad about it. I was hesitant for a couple reasons. The first was that they’d slept with someone else, just once, when they were on a solo vacation, before we’d agreed to any sort of open-relationship terms; I felt like they’d forced my hand. (It’s hard for me even now to say they cheated on me, though that’s precisely what they did.) The second reason was that I’d watched some of my friends in long-term relationships experiment with nonmonogamy, only for the experiment to end in disaster: Somebody, inevitably, fell for somebody else. I would move out of an apartment that I adored, that I’d almost single-handedly furnished, that I thought I’d live in for years to come. I would hug my landlady, crying again because she was crying for me. A couple days later — after getting my serious lesbian conversations out of the way — I was about 14 rum punches deep and drunk-dancing on a catamaran.