#mutant pride

Goth Girls of X-Men Evolution

"No matter gay straight or bi, mutant, lesbian, trans life, I'm on the right track baby I was born to survive!!"

-The pink represents physical mutations. Being a color and tint that immediately draws your eyes to it, it's one of the first features you'd notice and recognize. Likewise, physical mutations are the one first noticed and most recognizable symbols of mutation.

-The green represents non-physical mutations. It' much more muted then the pink and placed on the opposite side of the pyramid, being completely hidden if you were to look at it from a hidden angle. However, like non-physical mutations, the green is always there, and are there times where it's just as visible as the pink.

-The yellow represents mutants that have been/are currently x-men members. The yellow is the other most noticeable color on the flag, as the x-men are one of the most recognizable mutant groups to any being on the planet. Regardless of both the potential good and bad the group may bring, it's important to acknowledge the individuals who were/are in the x-men, and celebrate them as how all mutants should be celebrated.

-The black represents the mutants that have been lost. Whether they were sick, killed, or passed peacefully, whether their voices could be heard by the world or not, their lives leave an impact on those who came after them. Even if their presence isn't always seen, it can almost always be felt, and you can still find their shadows lingering as a reminder of tragedy, but also one of hope.

-And finally, the purple represents all mutants and mutations. It's a reminder that everywhere you go, present day or back in time, we're here. We've always been here, living day to day, around the world, in different eras, stretching out as far as the sky. There's been so many times and attempts to snuff us out, to rid us of our traits, to crush us into nothing, and we lived. We survived, and we keep surviving, even when the world wishes we wouldn't. We continue to share stories, to create art, to love, to cry, to embrace one another. We are the face of resilience, and we will continue to live as long as the earth breaths. And isn't that the most beautiful reminder of them all?

Bonus Fact: The flag shows a scene of a pyramid during the day, both as a nice visual, but also as a nod to the early mutant communities and individuals from Ancient Egyptian times, such as En Sabah Nur.

Anyways, sorry for the long post, got really into the typing mood back there :,] (good god my fingers hurt-).

“Welcome to Gordon Godspeaks in our brand new 9 PM timeslot. I’m your host, G. Gordon Godfrey. Today we have with us a washed up old woman with delusions of reclaiming former glory who carries a burning resentment for everyone and everything that brought her fame to begin with. Dazzler, welcome to the show.”

“Thank you, Gordon. Humble as ever with that new show title, I see?”

“You say that like you think I picked it! You know how the marketing boys are. I have pictures of the costumes they put you in early in your career…”

“I remember, but that was a long time ago. I think we're both a decade past anyone forcing branding onto us that we don't want.”

“Heh. You would think you know better than the people who went to marketing schools.”

“...I'd missed this. It’s nice to be back in this chair after so long.”

“But are you? Back, I mean? I’ve listened to your latest two albums.”

“You don't look like you liked them.”

The audience chuckles audibly.

“Well no, but you look like you're pleased as punch about that! Look at that smile, everyone. She's glowing! …Even you have to admit, though, it’s not much like the Dazzler we all know. In fact it doesn't really sound like you at all. Why don’t you tell me who really wrote your new songs?”

“I wrote them all myself. It’s who I am now. You’re right, the old Dazzler is well and truly dead. Thank god for that, and thank you for that, Godfrey.”

“...Thank me? What do you mean by that?”

“Did I never tell you? Twenty and however-many years ago, do you remember, you invited me onto the show again, in the 80s.”

“You mean when I ambushed you into a debate with the leader of that homeschooling- ”

“No no no, I’m not talking about the times I actually came. I mean the last time you invited me. You didn’t want me in the chair, you wanted me on the stage for- ”

“Yes, for our ninth season, in December, I remember. I also remember that you turned us down. Now why would you bring that up, I wonder?”

“Because you asked me to play. And that’s when I knew my career had to die… So I killed it. And if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t be starting again now.”

“You… Are you telling me you stopped performing because the people actually wanted you to?”

“Because your people wanted me to.”

“Ha! Always the political tyrant, putting your agenda above everything else. Even common sense. Sales are sales, honey, when are you going to learn to play the game?”

“We’re not playing the same game. I have enough money. I don’t need sales. What I need is to challenge people.”

“You’re saying you’d really rather be getting ambushed by parents rights activists than play for the Superbowl?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. I turned them down five years after I turned you down.”

“You what? …The Superbowl?”

“It’s not just about the politics of your show’s target demographic, it’s about the age. All of you watching, I’m sorry, but, you’re old. It’s okay, I’m old too. And it’s okay if anyone still likes to listen to my old songs, but I don’t get to settle and just keep playing them forever. Not as a Mutant, not as an artist.”

“Why not? Aren’t you, by saying that, kind of calling Paul McCartney a hack for still playing the classic songs he wrote for The Beatles?”

“If you like, yes, I will say it. Paul McCartney is a hack. He was one of the greatest in the world for a time, but if you’re a musician, and the parents of adults don’t hate your new material, what the hell are you even doing? I mean really?”

“Hey Frank, we're recording this, right? You think you’re better than Paul McCartney. That’s what you just said.”

“No, I’ve never been as good as he was, but I’ve grown more than he has.”

“Grown into the gutter, and the gutter is full of garbage can lids screaming in pain by the sound of it.”

“You might not like it, but it’s making you think.”

“It makes it hard to think!”

The audience laughs briefly.

“But you’ve said so much more about my new music in the last week than you have about my old music in the last twenty years. You wanted me to play that music. You want to sit me here across from you and tell me ‘how dare you’ about my new music, and that’s where I want to be. Always.”

“So… you got an invite, from my staff, to play your old disco tracks on stage on the air, and because of that… I personally ended your career?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

The audience chuckles a little.

“I’m the reason you’re making these… screaming noises now? Oh no, my producers with daughters won’t be happy about this...”

The audience laughs more.

“Yes, and more than that you’re likely the reason I came out as a Mutant!”

“Who's ending whose career, here?!”

Louder laughter, before it fades back down to listening silence.

“If I’d gotten comfortable playing the old stuff, letting people feel nostalgic for me instead of emboldening them, maybe I wouldn’t have had the courage.”

“So, about that, the Mutant thing. When did that start?”

“Before my first album launched, but you can read the Rolling Stones article for all of that. I’ve been this way the whole time, I was just too scared to say it.”

“The woman who could blind everyone in this studio with a wave of her hands was scared… Yeah, right.”

“You're right, I can protect myself, and I always will if I need to. But I'm not talking about that. There wasn’t a record label in the industry who would have signed me.”

“So you’re a Mutant now because it’s good for business. Maybe you do know how the game is played after all.”

“No, I’ve lost more fans than I ever even had, coming back and coming out wasn’t what’s good for business, it’s what was good for me.”

“Classic self-centered artist, doesn’t care what the public likes. I really think you- ”

“Yes, that’s right.”

The audience laughs again.

“...Can you stop throwing me off my script here, babe? We have other segments to get to.”

“No. Never. The moment I let people like you, and people like you out there, be comfortable around my work, when people stop confronting me on the streets and asking me to explain myself, when kids stop having to hide my albums, that’s when my career has to die again.”

“Well, maybe if- ”

“If I’m not throwing people off their scripts, I’m not making people change, and if I’m not making people change, and I’m still singing that stuff, I’m basically advocating for the status quo.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“For Mutants it is.”

BUT I'd never seen the variant and happened to have my mom with me. So when I grabbed the first version of Nyx #1 that I saw in store (the variant, I found the OG like a minute later), I was severely judged because the variant looks like this.

And I happen to be a sapphic human being.

With this, my mom goes "Oh so now I know why you were so excited about this. The hot girl on the cover." And I'm stumbling over my words in my attempts to explain what the comic is actually about, but I'm just as surprised as she is. This means that I'm blushing way too hard for any comprehensive summary.

Rotting on heaven's floor

Hellow my cuties 💙

I've taken some days off because I was slowly driving myself to another of my MANY burnouts. I've been rotting away, smoking weed, playing video games and having the usual existential crisis.

Oh and watching X-men 97 of course.

How AWESOME was season one???

🩵💙 SPOILERS 🩵💙

A lot of people say that it makes them hopeful for the MCU versions of Marvel Comics merry mutants, but it actually makes me anxious.

I had zero expectations, and Disney with the Kamala retcon (and the ensuing death of her comic counterpart, all in the name of the sacro saint "synergy") did nothing to help.

Expectations are dangerous.

I've been hurt before, and I can be a bitter b*tch.

What I'm saying is if the MCU x-men suck, expect never ending rants from me.

Surprise me DIsney. I won't be holding my breath though.

Oh and LEAVE MY COMICS ALONE YOU OVERGROWN GREEDY F*CKING MOUSE.

Also, Doctor F*cking Who and this legendary mise en scène/Character.

I have to go back to work next Tuesday, so I'm slowly trying to get back to a relatively normal sleep schedule.

Anyways, have a FANTASTIC weekend you absolute cuties 💙

Love and kisses 💋💙🩵💙🩵💙🩵💙

G00dK4t

Oc Moodboard; Alexandra Rogers aka Amethyst ( Fic Title To Be Determined )

❝ I don’t hate my brother, I mean, I barley knew the guy. But, that doesn’t mean that I think he did the right thing in the end...❞