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mymelodymia · 7 months

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girls Dad!Tony stark x daughter!reader

summary: you come out to your dad.

Warnings: fear of coming out, is period mention a warning?

A/N: yall remember that camilla girl from my first day of school fic? So I brought her back, and her and y/n have been best friends since the day they met, but they start to feel a bit differently about each other. And y/n is around 14-15 here.

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You had your suspensions about your sexuality from a very early age, in the 4th grade, you didn't really know what was going on. There was this new girl who you thought was beyond beautiful.

Her eyes, her smile, you thought everything about her was perfect. Sadly, she moved away soon after.

You, at age 10, thought it was just hormones given that you were getting closer to that age. Little did you know....

You decided to keep it to yourself, but you began to become more distant to those you loved. For reference, you hadn't been focused during the times you were in the garage. And tony, your father took notice of this sudden distance.

"Y/n," he called after noticing you were zoned out again.

"Hm"

"What have you not been telling me?" He asked, you sighed

"Ive just been distracted is all, nothing big." You said shrugging your shoulders. Tony knew it was something bigger, and he was going to figure it out. No matter how long it took, he just wanted his baby girl back.

*fast forward to when your older, 14-15*

You lived at the avengers tower now. And made some new friends. It was weird hanging out with people 3 times your age at first but you got used to it.

You walked into the kitchen, in search for a snack. You grabbed a bag of chips and began chowing down on it. When your phone started to ring, vibrating on the kitchen counter.

You looked at the screen to see who was calling, 'camilla❤️' it read. You smiled and answered.

"Hello? What do you want" you said (not in a mean way)

"Just wanted to call and see how you were doing." She replied in a soft tone, you loved hearing her voice.

You had started to develop a small crush on her. You were in the denial stage. you had thought you were bisexual. (Small head shaking) but you began to think of it as something more.

"You should come over later today" you said nervously, butterflys dancing in your stomach.

"Heck yeaahhh." You heard her cheer from the other end of the phone.

"Okay." You said smiling to yourself.

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You heard the door bell ring a little while later, jumping up off of the couch and running to the door.

"Hi!" You both said in unison, hugging each other. She hugged you like she did every day, but this time it felt different. You shook it off as you heard tony call out.

"Whos at the door?"

"Its camilla" you responded just as he appeared from the corner. You grabbed her hand and ran to your room. You treasured that feeling so much.

You plopped down on your bed as she reached for the remote on the night stand. Turning on whatever movie she saw first.

You looked at her, admiring her beauty <3333

Either she was a very good actress, or you were just so blindly In love, you didn't notice how she showed signs of liking you as well.

She looked down at you, you immediately looking away. You decided that today you were going to tell her that you thought you liked girls.

You were beyond scared, what If she doesn't want to be friends with you anymore, you had known her since kindergarten. So that would break your heart.

"Y/n, whats wrong?" The young girl asked. You couldn't even focus on the movie, it was your favorite movie too.

"Cami......i-i think i like girls....." you said, mentally punching yourself in the gut for your hesitation.

"So im not the only lesbian in our friend group huh" you stared at her in disbelief. Your jaw dropping to the floor. She chuckled at this, and waved her hand in your face.

"Helloo? Earth to y/n, hehe" she giggled. Making you feel that blissful feeling of butterflys again.

"Y/n, i really like you" she confessed. Making you let out an audible gasp in shock. After a moment you spoke up

"I really like you too" you said, a smile dancing on your lips. You had finally done it, all the pressure, all the worrying, all gone. Wait, what about your dad?

"Crap, what am i gonna tell my dad?" You asked her as your mind began to race. You weren't listening to a single word she said, you were spiraling into a panic.

Untill you felt her grab the back of your neck with both hands and pull you close, pressing her lips against yours, for a moment you froze. Not sure what to do. But you eventually got it and kissed her back.

"Now are you gonna listen?" She asked pulling away from this gentle touch.

"Its still debatable but for the most part yeahhahah" you laughed, feeling stupid for not telling her earlier.

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tony was working in the workshop when you walked in. It had been weeks since you told cam. And after a few dates, you officially had a girlfriend.

You walked into the workshop where he was currently working.

You sat down fiddling with your fingers. Nervs oozing into your stomach, and tony took note of this.

"Hey, whats wrong baby?" He asked you, taking your hand in his. Rubbing it with his thumb.

You sighed and gripped onto his hand muttering a small "come here" and lead him to the living room. And sat him down. You took a deep breath and just said it, as fast as you could. Cam had told you to just rip it off like a band-aid.

"I have a girlfriend." You said, lips parted, eyes looking straight down into the carpet. You looked up at him, expecting him to be upset but you saw the opposite. He looked at you with delicate eyes, a very soft expression on his face.

"Thats what you wanted to talk about" he said standing up, you following his movements. He took your hands once again.

You felt your eyes start to water. And tony saw this, giggled and pulled you into his arms.

"Are you about to be on your period or something?"

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Tony would be the most supportive father ever. He let you get one of those giant wall banners of the lesbian flag. He got you a pride bracelet, that you wore everywhere.

Imagine coming out to the avengers. In my mind it went down like this.

You were making noodles on the stove, when someone behind you had asked if you had a boyfriend yet. You turned around your bowl in hand.

"Well, im gay so...." imagine all the awkward staring all across the room. Tony would be like "yeahh! Thats my girl!"

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cybrthrillz · 3 months

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can you please share any headcanons you have for the guards?

gladly! i tried to keep this short but i realized that i actually have a lot of intricate headcanons so erm

(my original draft for this got deleted because the app crashed on me so im suffering LMAO sorry i took so long to answer)

zalia

lesbian mtf (mostly because zalia was never referred to with she/her until like, royalloween, and i didnt wanna assume so i just figured she was a dude like everyone else)

the oldest guard next to hans

zalia struggles with regulating her volume and tone of voice, so she had a hard time making friends because everyone thought that she was rude

zalia actually knew alexander since they were very little, since she's close to hans

has a weird relationship with the captain of the royal guards. her opinions of her was only ever professional but another part of her feels insanely attracted to her

hans

gay

oldest guard

alexander’s older brother. their parents are very important people, so theyre rarely ever at home much. hans was 27 when alex was born, he basically raised them even though he was working full time as a guard and he ended up bringing them to a lot of his shifts until they were old enough to be left unsupervised (he couldve used a babysitter or left them at a family friends house, but he doesnt want to risk it affecting alexs growth and wants only the best for them)

also specifically alex is hans' half sibling, with a different dad. it would make sense if they were an accident now that i think about it. LOL

launcelot is taller than him

very protective of alex. does not like their relationship with poppy

launcelot

bisexual (i sometimes make him ftm)

husband of the headmistress, barbie. boyfriend of hans. probably has a daughter

launcelot and barbie both went to royale high in the same class together, but they didnt really become friends for a while, even though they talked from time to time. thats because barbie is from quite a prominent family of powerful fairies, and also the student council leader. she was the love interest of most at school with how beautiful and intelligent she was. launcelot meanwhile was just some (human) dude with average-at-most grades and enjoyed playing dnd sometimes with his friends. he was still content with himself though, and was generally well-liked because of how extraverted he is, but him and barbie were just far too different for their worlds to ever collide. from the few group projects they did together though, they really enjoyed talking to each other. when sophomermaid year dawned, launcelot decided to try signing up for the student council, because he wanted to broaden his horizons more and also help out at the school, which is how he and barbie became friends. launcelot gave barbie a world away from the stress of expectations and allowed her to be herself. she often snuck out with launcelot after school to hang out at the fair in town. things started really taking off when they were in their junicorn years, which is when they started dating.

launcelot and hans have decades worth of a weird hate-love relationship that only recently turned romantic. by the time launcelot graduated from his squire title and became a real knight, hans was raising a 5 year old alex, so while launcelot still found him incredibly annoying and aggravating to work with he still didnt completely hate him. their relationship became a weird pudgy mix as years went by because they've known each other so long and since they sometimes hang out and have normal conversations at the bar and launcelot even babysits alex sometimes when hans is really busy or tired.

edward

ftm

tends to romanticize relationships, panics when someone is actually interested in him romantically and/or sexually. zero relationship experience

usually gets dragged into oliver and vanders nerdy hang out sessions because oliver invited him. he doesnt really get it but he wants to support their interests (i know that this is basically canon but i wrote this at least a month before the everfriend update lol)

likes to call oliver pet names even before they started dating, it makes oliver flustered but he never realized it

vander

likes dressing emo a lot. wardrobe is just black.

actually just Talks Like That. he never talks normally

used to be a stereotypical rebellious emo teenager, matured by the time he was a junicorn in high school

mamas boy (she bought him a lot of his old clothes and accessories, still gets him stuff sometimes even now as an adult)

doesnt really know how to talk to people and likes hanging with oliver. they are bffs

probably autistic

#anon ask #royale high #royale high campus 3 #royale high new campus #royale high guards #royale high roblox #roblox #cybraskz

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astoroidea · 29 days

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Personal rant again (im feeling feelings a lot recently)

Happy trans day of visibility folks,

I myself am a trans man and am still in the closet. Been in there a good bit now because I was rather sheltered as a kid so I didn't even know I had a word for me until I was 12 and met other kids in high school who were queer and knew the words for it. As a kid, seeing my parents as gods, you're supposed to tell your mum everything right? So when I told my mum and dad i was bisexual (found later to be incorrect, I'm aroace, I do like everyone equally, not at all!), mum's support and love was expected, but dad's "That means you still like guys right?" crushed me. I told them a good while after I found the words for myself, so by that point I had learnt about homophobia from my nonna and transphobia from the other kids at school. So then I shut my folks out. If that was going to be the reaction to the smaller part of my identity, I won't be letting them see all of me. Them getting an idea of who I'm going to date is very different from learning that I am a fundamentally different person than they thought they were raising. The idea I am safer in the closet has been enforced steadily throughout the years, openly transphobic comments about strangers they see on the street, watching a news story that happened to have a trans woman as part of the street interview that they immediately started calling "he" despite never once meeting her, my mother making friends with the worst creature to call herself a person I've ever met. But recently, they've been getting a bit better. My partner who is also a trans guy, who they've known pre social transition, while they do slip up at times, they gender him correctly mostly and for the past 4 years since I got them to use his correct name, they haven't used his dead name ever since. I managed to get dad to stop trying to ask my queer friend's birth genders. I even got them to sit down and have a constructive conversation about their bigotry in other aspects and they seemed to actually listen and even apologised. I've been planning to come out to them for a while now since I'm an adult and I need to find a way to put this behind us. But again today, I am reminded how much who I am is reviled. One of my uncles loves to "stir the pot" and made a fun little joke (/s) about pronouns and while my older cousins tried to shut it down, he still made it. The man who is my godfather. The amount of stress I am constantly under and have been for years. The trying to figure out if I can tell someone my real name when I meet them or do I have to worry it will get back to my parents? I do have plans in place, people I can go to, a solid enough income that I won't go hungry anytime soon or not being able to sleep somewhere. But I'm not sure if them not hating me will be worse. Ive lost a lot of time to the fear I'd be kicked out of home as a child with no money and no one to help me. But if I gear up to tell them and set up all my nets to catch me and none of it was even necessary? I'd just be disappointed in myself for wasting so much of my life.

#personal rant #tw transphobia

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thewincestgospel · 3 years

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Wincest and J2 High School Fics

2028 AD by inlustwithsammy

It's in 2028. Sam and Dean got reincarnated and they have no idea who they were in their past lives. They live a normal life as high school students. They grew up as best friends who live close to each other. Dean is still a playboy. Sam is still a nerd. Some things never change.

a first time for everything by riyku In which Jared announces that his family is moving, and Jensen suddenly becomes very concerned with time.

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me" by gothpandaotaku

Sam Winchester, the jaded new kid at school. Dean Winchester, the school badass who rides a motorcycle to school every morning. When they collide, sparks fly- the wrong kind. It's hate at first sight. But over time they find they have a lot more in common than they thought...

All The Other Kids by AureaMediocritas Dean and Sam roll into another high school. The first weeks through five students' eyes.

Baby Steps by cherie_morte AU: Jared is nine years old when his mom marries Jensen's dad.

The Ballad of the Invisible Boy by dollylux This is a story of adolescence. This is a love letter for the slow burn, for Led Zeppelin, for the 90s. This is the first of two sets of stories about how Sam and Dean didn’t fall in love. They never had to. It was always there, this desperation between them, like a real, breathing thing. When they came together, it was inevitable. As sure as continents colliding, as the phases of the moon and the life and death of stars. This isn’t a love story, but it’s a story of love.SeriesPart 1 of Invisible Boy.

Becoming What We Pretend To Be by locknkey In a fit of pique Sam brags to his high school friends that he can get Dean as his boyfriend. Dean's never been able to say no to Sam. Pretense is a slippery-slope when you're romancing your brother and it's all too easy to for the lines between what's real and what's fake to become blurred.

Bend and Break by Winmance If Jared had to describe his life, he would say that his life is lonely. Between the bullying and his parents lack of interest, the only true joy he has is Jensen, the baseball player with who he's having sex. But everybody has a limit and Jared is about to find out his own.

Best Birthday Ever by ballsdeepinwinchesters prompted for: w[ee]cestiel + bottom!Sam For Sam’s sixteenth birthday, he only asked for one thing. He didn’t want a car, or money, or even a dog (Dean hates dogs). All Sam wanted was to get f***** by Dean and his friend, Cas.

Bitchface No.5 by bookworm1805 There's a new kid in school and Sam is being a bitch, but Dean doesn't see how the two things are related.5 stars

The Craziest Thing by thefourofswords Sam and Dean find themselves de-aged back to 18. The only solution anybody seems to have is to go back to high school.

Crown and Anchor Me (or let me sail away) by Sena Sam Winchester is fifteen years old, at yet another new high school in yet another state, he doesn't get along with his distant, distracted father, he's figuring out that he likes guys just as much as he likes girls, his clothes never fit and his limbs ache at the joint ever since his growth spurt started, he has to study for the PSAT and, oh yeah, he's a little bit in love with his brother, Dean, who's taken a break from hunting monsters to work at a local garage for minimum wage.

Flagstaff by Linden John tracked Sam down in Flagstaff, four days after he got home to find him gone.

Go, Dean... by orphan_account Prompt: Teenage Dean joining the football team and Sammy cheering him in the stands, Dean calling him his little cheerleader and making him wear the outfit while he rides his big brother... How's that for enduring football?

“Thought you wanted to be my little cheerleader, Sammy,' Dean said, tossing the gathered supplies onto the bed and crawling back between Sam’s legs. His lips sealed themselves to Sam’s, and he kissed him breathlessly. 'Loved watching you bounce up and down out on the field, everyone watching you, wishing you were theirs.'”

Good as New by sixtysevenlmpala When an asshole at Dean and Sam's high school breaks Dean's amulet, he doesn't react well. But as always, Sam's there to make it better.

Hope You Don't Mind by compo67 Jared has no problems being an introvert in a family of extroverted women. He enjoys his alone time as a freshman in high school... that is until signs for prom start showing up. With both his sisters going, he begins to wonder if maybe his time alone is a little lonely.

I'll Give You What You Like by soulmatecest Jared is, by all means, the worst cheerleader in the world.He absolutely fucking sucks; Jensen’s not even sure how he made it to the cheer squad and why would anyone take a look to his really bad dancing moves and still think ‘oh yeah, we definitely need to get some of that for the team.’Jared is honestly a disaster at this.And yet, Jensen has done pretty much nothing apart from staring at him most of the game as Jared dances terribly in a short skirt. Because even if Jared sucks, he’s also the most beautiful omega Jensen has ever seen.

The Jock and The Nerd by JuniperLemon Unrelated Wincest High School AU. Sam and Dean go to the same school. Dean asks the school nerd, Sam, on a date. Little do they know that it'll lead to so much more. Is there more behind Sam than what meets the eye and how will John react to Dean's bisexuality?

Kiss Me by lotrspnfangirl Worst case scenario: Jensen would be freaked out and spend the next three weeks until graduation, completely avoiding Jared and not speaking to him. And as much as that would hurt… It was only a dollar to get a kiss from Jensen at the kissing booth.

Little Pieces by compo67 Jensen the Bad Influence is better known as the town hellraiser. He stays out late, skips class, and takes bets on chess games after school. His partner in crime happens to be Jared, raised in a strict Catholic-Protestant household, and reigning chess champion. Together, they've skimmed five hundred dollars from their classmates with no end in sight.If they can survive high school, conquering the rest of the world must be a piece of cake.It just happens that the world has something else in store for them--something no one planned for in a million years.

Mr High School by kinkylittlered This is for a bingo competition on livejournal. Each chapter has prompts. AU Sam is a popular boy in high school and Dean is an invisible boy who is coming to terms with his sexuality. Each chapter will have different warning, eventually leading to slash

Putting On A Show by BewareTheIdes15 Lightning fast Dean's grin slants into sly and Sam's stomach lurches hard enough that his lungs get jealous and jump in on the action. Without so much as a glance in Sam’s direction for approval, Dean lifts one shoulder and says, "I'll make out with Sam."

Say the Words by dollylux A new boy rolls into town, and Jensen Notices. (And... his girlfriend notices him noticing.)

Touch and Go by versaillesatnight Dean Winchester doesn’t date. He fucks around, sure, but the whole dating thing? He’s never seen the appeal. Enter Sam.

Verses Like Yours and Mine by rivers_bend Sam and Dean are regular brothers--no hunting, no demons--who fall in love anyway.

White Knight by echoes_of_another_life Jensen is a senior and protects shy freshman Jared, who is being bullied.

Worth It by saltandbyrne Turns out the only thing more uncomfortable than sitting through class with a half-woody and a pair of panties wedged up your ass is doing it while your panties are soaking wet from your brother's mouth.(Sam is 14).

You Didn't Listen When You Went To School by Posse Magnet (rhink_is_my_kink) The kids at school know the new Winchester brothers are different. Everything about them is strange. From the way Dean effortlessly completes any physical challenge that gym class can throw at him without even breaking a sweat. To the way Sam is the smartest kid in all his classes, even though he's a freshman, and all his classes are college-level and full of seniors. But the most peculiar thing about the Winchesters, the thing that everyone notices: the way they come tumbling out of empty classrooms, closets, bathroom stalls, untidy hair, messy clothes, cheeks flushed with a color that’s almost as intense as the color of their lips.

you're a real f*ing page-turner by grace_fully Jared's days pretty much all run together, one big muddy mess of emotional turmoil and confusion and shitty friends and shittier classes. not to mention that his best friend is equal parts awesome and a complete jerk, his little sister is also kind of a jerk, and he thinks privately that someday his books are going to be the only thing to stand by him in the end. luckily, life has a way of turning things around on him.

Your Pretty Face Is Going to Hell by sonofabiscuit77 While the Winchesters are living in a small-town trailer park, sixteen year old Sam accidentally spies on his brother with an older man. The discovery triggers feelings in Sam that lead him and Dean down a path which will change their lives forever.

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delta-roseblr · 3 years

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Lol, all the new info about the solangelo and delix kids made me want to have a fic just about them. So I was wondering if that would be possible? xD

Hello, Anon!

I know it has been forever since you sent this prompt, but it wasn't forgotten!

I hope this is worth the wait

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The Kids

· Because Solangelo and Delix both set down in California, Solangelo in New Rome and Delix stays in Northern California; they see each other a lot, as do their kids.

· The fact that Michael and Lee (Nico and Will's twins) and Mason (Felix and Dean's son) are a little more than a year apart just added to their drive to get together as a family. The kids could entertain each other, and they always got along well. The twins were challenging to entertain when they were little, so this is a big deal.

· Will and Dean always figured the three of them would always get along because, well, that was how they were, but Nico and Felix had their doubts. They figured that as the three got older and if (when) the twins started showing their demigod powers that they would drift.

· Nico and Felix turned out to be completely wrong, and the three just got closer as they got older.

· You would think, since Mason is the oldest of the three, he would take on the leadership role in the group, but that isn't how it works out. Mason is a pretty even-keeled kid. He definitely got Dean's tendency to want to put his head down and do his work. He can and does take the leadership role during team things like sports but not when the twins are involved.

· The twins are a damn handful from the moment they are born, and they never really change. Both of them are outgoing in their own ways. Lee is more competitive and will jump at the opportunity to take on a challenge, while Michael is more social- he can (and will) start a conversation with pretty much anyone he meets. The two are also a perfect storm of trouble because Michael will come up with an idea like they should buy fake ids and sneak into a club, and Lee will view it as a challenge, so he wants to do it, and they will absolutely find a way to talk Mason into joining them. Mason definitely tries his hardest to keep them out of trouble and manages to be at least somewhat successful sixty-five percent of the time.

· The twins love showing up at Mason's mortal school events, so even though they do not go there, most of Mason's classmates recognize them. They are also pretty much honorary members of Mason's lacrosse team. While Mason gives them shit for being menaces, he really likes when they show up, it definitely stops things from getting boring.

· Mason visits New Roman as well, even though not as much because going to New Roman can be a process as a mortal going to New Roman. Still, he has teamed up with the twins and a few of the other children of the seven around their age to case a little harmless trouble on the weekend.

· Btw, Dean has had several conversations with a teenage Mason about precisely what to do if he finds himself being hit on by a horny god (with very specific things to say to Apollo or Dionysus). Mason considers these the most embarrassing conversations he has ever had with his days. It's bad enough that his middle-aged dads still act like teenagers half the time and CAN'T keep their hands off each other. He doesn't want to hear about how Greek gods had tried to bone them back in the day. Grandpa Solace jumping in with "Just remember, Apollo isn't nearly as good in bed as he claims, and you can take my word for it" doesn't help with the awkwardness. He would rather have to go through the birds and bees talk a million times over.

· All three of these boys are NOT STRAIGHT. Michael is gay, while both Lee and Mason are bisexual. It's hard to say that Michael or Lee "came out" because it happened so organically. There was no sit everyone down and tell them moment. Instead, it was just "I LIKE like that boy" or "that boy is really cute" when they were like twelve. Mason takes FOREVER to admit this to himself and even longer to admit it to anyone else. Michael and Lee KNOW way before Mason admits to anything, and neither of them lets him hid from it. Lee tries the comforting approach hoping Mason will admit it while Michael goes more the exposure therapy route- he'll point out cute guys and ask what Mason thinks. He tricked Mason into going to a few gay events without Mason knowing until it was too late to back out.

· FYI, Mason comes out to Lee first, but only because they get into a fight because Lee is flirting with a boy; Mason secretly has a massive crush on (or at least he thinks it's a secret, but everyone can tell). Michael is solidly pissed about this for months, but that doesn't stop him from trying to play matchmaker.

Dribble:

The rain had stopped, and Mason supposed he should have been happy about that, but the lingering sense of tension and danger made it hard to appreciate. He, Michael, and Lee had already walked one block north of Gypsy Bar, and Mason was hoping as they put even more distance between themselves and the bar that sense of unease would dissipate at least a little.

They had been walking in silence for several minutes. That was a rare thing, and Mason hoped it meant that it was one of those rare occasions that his cousins were thinking about how horrible their idea had been, but Lee killed that hope the moment he opened his mouth.

"Well, we had to try," Lee declared.

Mason looked over and up because, of course, Lee was at least three inches taller than him. That would have been more annoying if Mason was at all insecure about his height, but at six foot he was comfortable. Also, he had a couple of inches on Michael, which helped.

Lee's hair looked practically white instead of its usual light blonde under the street lights' harsh glare, and his complexion seemed extra fair. Even his freckles were lost in the artificial light. Not surprisingly, there wasn't a single sign of worry on his face.

Maybe if Mason had Greek god powers, he would have been relaxed too, but he didn't. That call for adventure that Lee and Michael had just seemed like asking for trouble to Mason, the mere mortal. "Not with the worse fake IDs in history," Mason pointed out yet again.

"They were not that bad!" Michael was quick to defend.

This was not the first time Mason had heard that, and it didn't make it any less ridiculous. One of Michael and Lee's dads was literally a doctor that could heal people by touching them. There was no fucking excuse for their inability to see what was right in front of them. Why Michael had even bought the IDs, having seen them, Mason would never understand.

"They looked like they were hand-drawn by a preschool," Mason pointed out, "And the names were ridiculous."

"Pictures didn't look much like us," Lee agreed.

Michael let out a long, loud sigh, pushed a dark strand of hair that had fallen out of his ponytail and into his eye line, and tucked it behind his ear. While Lee looked like the stereotypical California surfer dude, Michael almost looked Mediterranean. He had light brown hair that he had grown out over the last year and now almost exclusively wore tied up, and he naturally had a more tan, almost olive complexion. Even with the differences, it was impossible not to recognize the two as twins immediately. They both had the same sharp facial features, lean and athletic builds, and light blue eyes.

Mason was the obvious odd man out in the group. His hair was somewhere between a light brown and a dark blonde, and his eyes were hazel rather than blue. His build was boxier, and he was definitely wider in the shoulders than his cousins, but that might have been because he had been playing lacrosse since he was eight. His facial features were also a little more square and angular. It might not have been a stretch to believe the three of them were related, but no one was going to mistake them for triplets.

"Okay, that is enough with the pouting," Michael declared with just a little bit of annoyance in his voice. Mason was a little surprised it had taken that long because usually, the more outrageous and destined to fail one of Michael's plans were, the more annoyed he got when it did, in fact, fail. "At least we got a fun story out of it," he stated.

Knowing Michael, he really did see that as a win which was crazy. Mason fucking loved his cousins. They were literally his best friends and really always had been, but sometimes they were crazy to be around. Mason put that on all the demigod stuff. After all, if you have literally trained to fight monsters since you were a little kid getting fake IDs and trying to sneak into a twenty-one and over club probably didn't sound all that crazy.

Mason wasn't exactly a fucking nun. Sneaking into a bar didn't sound completely crazy but trying to get into a bar known for checking IDs with comically bad fake IDs did.

"We are lucky they didn't call the police," Mason pointed out flatly. The bouncer had decided to take pity on them for some reason after giving them one hell of a fucking lecture, and Mason would forever be grateful. "Or worse, our parents," he added with a shutter.

"What are you worried about?" Lee asked with a laugh, "Uncle Dean and Uncle Felix would have been totally cool."

Mason gave Lee a serious look. "Nothing about my parents is cool," he stated firmly, "No matter how many people say otherwise."

"You really are a master of denial," Lee commented teasingly before patting his shoulder and adding, "It's kind of impressive."

The fact was Mason was well aware that his dads were pretty cool. If they had been called and told Mason had been caught with a fake ID trying to sneak into a bar, they probably wouldn't have even yelled at him. Neither of them were big yellers. Mason would have gotten one hell of a disapproving lecture which Mason was convinced was worse than yelling ever could be. He definitely would have lost a whole bunch of privileges for the foreseeable future.

Unfortunately, Mason had been hearing about how cool his dads were since he could remember. The fact that Felix getting early releases of video games all the time helped. Dean always bringing Mason and his friends for ice cream after practice when he was younger didn't hurt. As he got older, he just became the one with the cool parents in all his friend groups. It got old after a while, and that was before the term DILF started getting thrown around.

He would have been more annoyed if it was anyone besides Lee and Michael. They had it just as bad as he did, even if it was slightly different. Uncle Nico was practically a legion among Demigods for all the questing he did as a teenager, and even if he had just sat on his ass, he was still the son of Hades, which was a big thing. Uncle Will didn't have the history with all the questing, but he played an important role in some battle, which was enough to give him some fame. The twins had to deal with their fair share of people going full-on hero-worship over their dads, and then there was the fact that Uncle Nico had worked as a model for like five years.

Mason might not have been truly pissed off, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to flip Lee off for that comment. He did grin as he did it, at least so it was clear that it was all good.

They had walked about half a block as they had talked, and they made it about a block more in silence before Michael huffed. "So what are we going to do now?" he asked. Mason went to answer but barely got an opportunity to take a breath before Michael held up a finger to cut him off. "And the answer of going home is not allowed, so just don't even say it," he stated firmly.

Mason didn't get why going home, playing video games, ordering a pizza, and hanging out was such a bad idea. His dads were out on a date night, so they probably would have had the house to themselves, not that that mattered. According to Michael, that was just not an acceptable way for them to spend their evening, and in fairness, he had made that clear before then. That didn't mean that wasn't exactly what Mason had been prepared to suggest, but he wasn't really surprised that Michael warned him not to before he got a chance.

Mason stopped and looked around to get a feel for where they were. Since they were in West Berkeley, it was more his stomping ground rather than the twins. If it were New Rome, the twins would have a list of places they could go and things they could do, so he guessed it was on him to at least come up with one suggestion.

If he was honest, he only had a vague idea of where they were, and it wasn't a part of the city he visited often, so he didn't have the best idea of what was around. Ultimately, he went with the first thing that came to mind. "There is a really cool vintage bookstore like two blocks from here," he stated, pointing in the direction he thought it was.

It might have been the first thing he had thought of, but Mason didn't think it was a half-bad idea. He had been to the place a few times with Dean because Dean had a radar for little bookstores, and it didn't matter what they were doing or where they were supposed to be; he had to go in. It was such a well-known fact that Felix always looked up where bookstores were when they went on vacation so they could plan when they went. The little bookstore that Mason couldn't remember the name of had actually been pretty cool.

"You found an answer worse than go home," Michael commented flatly, "Why do you hurt me like this?"

Mason rolled his eyes because now Michael was just overdramatic. "They serve coffee and stuff," he informed.

"Coffee actually sounds pretty fucking good," Lee admitted, which was a good sign. Of the two, Michael always wanted to do something big and over-the-top. Lee could be like that sometimes, but he was more likely to see reason when Michael was just suggesting something crazy. Usually, if Mason could get Lee on his side, he had a chance. If Lee backed Michael's idea, then it was only a matter of time before Mason agreed to whatever insanity had been planned.

Michael stared between Mason and Lee with clear disapproval. "We can not go from trying to sneak into a 21 and over club to drinking coffee in a used bookstore," he stated with disgust before just shaking his head with disappointment, "Honestly, what is wrong with you two?"

"Okay," Lee declared, managing to sound just as unamused by Michael as Michael was with them. Lee was infinitely better at dealing with his brother when he was being dramatic than Mason was. "How about we go into that pizza place-" he pointed past Mason toward a small pizza place just across the street from where they were standing, "-and talk to the cute girls that are walking in."

"Well, that doesn't sound like fun for me!" Michael grumbled as he turned and assessed the option for a split second. "Oh, there is a couple of boys that could be cute! I don't hate that idea."

Mason gave in and turned to see what they were talking about and immediately wanted to crawl into a hole and die. "Oh my god, could you too stop staring," he hissed as he turned his back on the scene and hoped no one saw him.

They should have gone to New Rome.

Of course, both Michael and Lee were staring at him, and he knew they were going to ask. Neither of them was precisely known for letting things go either.

"What?" Mason shrugged, sounding more defensive than he meant to, "They are people from my school."

Michael and Lee exchanged a look that was never a good thing. It was one of those weird twin silent communication things they would do, and it usually meant they were about to tag team, Mason. It never worked out well.

"You know them?" Michael asked, although he managed to give the question far more weight than such a simple question should have had.

Lee was even less subtle as he stared at Mason with obvious suspicion, "How come we don't know them?"

Obviously, Michael and Lee didn't go to Mason's high school because they were in New Rome, but they hung around with Mason enough that they knew all of Mason's school friends and a fair number of his classmates. It wasn't necessarily weird that they didn't know someone that Mason knew from school, but it was a more rare occurrence. On this specific occasion, it actually made a lot of sense because they were people Mason only recently started getting to know.

"It looked like Theo and a few of the other kids from the theater club," Mason explained. Mason was not a theater kid. Even if he had wanted to be, he never would have had time with lacrosse and soccer. Since he was a junior and apparently would benefit from diversifying his afterschool activities (so saith his guidance counselor), he joined the AV club and somehow ended up helping with the school play, so he got to know some of the theater kids over the last few months. Not a big deal in the slightest. "And for the record, you two aren't entitled to know all my school friends," he pointed out just to prove a point.

Michael and Lee exchanged another look.

"Theo?" Lee questioned.

"Interesting," Michael commented.

Mason's heart jumped into his throat. Had he said that name? He hadn't meant to, but it must have just slipped out. He was absolutely fucked because the twins weren't going to let that go, and that was the last thing Mason needed. Theo was just a dude with great hair that made Mason feel weird sometimes, and he didn't want to talk about that.

Play it cool, Mason told himself through his internal panic. He shrugged, which felt like the most unnatural gesture ever. "He hangs out with a lot of the AV kids helping with the play," he explained. More accurately, he hung around many band kids helping with the play, and Mason had to adjust the audio equipment a fair amount. After talking a few times, Mason may have invited him to hang out with the AV kids, and the guy took him up on that. There was no fucking way he was telling Lee and Michael that story. "I've learned his name. It isn't a big deal," he stated. That at least was true, and no one would convince Mason otherwise.

Michael and Lee were silent for a long moment, just staring at him before Michael broke the silence. "You know what? Pizza sounds fantastic," He declared before turning on his heels and starting across the street. He was halfway across before he called over his shoulder, "And I love a good theater club. Always fun gays."

Lee patted Mason on the shoulder, which turned into him practically pushing Mason forward toward the pizza shop. "So, which one is Theo exactly," Lee asked in a mischievous tone.

Now Mason wished their wrong fake IDs had worked.

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whenwordsmakesense · 3 years

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Day 5: Asexual

@pridewrite2021

Here you can find my masterlist for this beautiful event <3

You’re Not Broken

Fandom: Supernatural

Ships: Dean Winchester × Castiel | Sam Winchester × Eileen Leeahy

Words: 1.5k

Summary: Dean Winchester has done many things in his life that normal people would find either absurd or completely unbelievable. Which isn't something bad, ‘Ignorance is bliss’ is literally the hunter's motto, and he doesn't mind not being normal most of the time.

‘Most of the time’ also happens to be either hunting mythical creatures or cuddling and snuggling with his partner who is a literal Angel of The Lord with all the capital letters, and not his three-year-old son wearing the face and body of a definitely-older-than-sixteen's of his own asking him as to how he knows if he wants to have sex with someone.

You can read it on AO3 or here.

Warnings: Swearing, (mild) talk of sex.

>> Starts from here onwards.

Dean Winchester has done many things in his life that normal people would find either absurd or completely unbelievable. Which isn't something bad, ‘Ignorance is bliss’ is literally the hunter's motto, and he doesn't mind not being normal most of the time.

Dean chokes on his beer. Sam, the bastard that he is, laughs and then tries to hide it with a cough, which offends him because come on, Sam can do better than that.

Dean glares at him until Sam walks out of the kitchen with his shaggy hair trailing behind him—he loves Eileen, he does, but proclaiming that she loves his little brother with longer hair doesn't put her in his good graces—and his hands up in a placating gesture as Jack looks between the two brothers with his trademark confused look. Being God with the capital G has done nothing to educate the poor kid.

He knows he told Cas to bring back the supplies to make apple pies, but he fervently wishes that they were here so that Dean could chuck their kid at them for this bit. Cas was an Angel and their kid is God, surely Jack can see the prevalent logic?

“Dean?” As it turns out, Jack doesn't, and Dean sighs. He checks how much beer he has left in the bottle—it's half-full—and settles down properly on his seat as he thinks on how to explain that.

“Do you know about the... Uh, details?” He gestures vaguely below the table, and shit, he's so glad he got his own bird and the bees talk from the porn magazines and the amazing thing that is the internet and not from his own dad.

Jack nods. “Yes.” Dean waits for more, but there's no more words. Ever since Jack took up the mantle after his psycho grandpa, the kid's been all ‘mysterious ways’ with his words and actions. It would be annoying if not for Cas' apparent excitement over how well Jack's doing at the job.

Dean is a total simp for his partner and he knows it, but he would never admit it. At least his kid knows the meaning of personal boundaries and doesn't mind fuck with any of them.

“Okay, okay.” He tries to think of an answer besides the cheesy, “You'll know when you are in love,” because frankly, he doesn't believe in that. He might believe, hell, knows that sex with someone you love is far, far better than a random one-night-stand, but he's also fucked around in his younger years and it's not half-bad.

Examples. Those help. Right.

“Alright kid. Anyone you find attractive?”

Jack looks at him with an honestly-to-Jack blush, and Dean cracks a smile.

“Nice. So, imagine your crush, and think of how beautiful they are. Do you feel the need to be closer to them?”

Jack thinks for a moment, and then nods. “I want to hear about Clark's day and stuff,” he says nervously. A lightbulb lights up in the back of Dean's mind, he's heard the name before, but he can't remember. “And I want to share my nougat with him.”

It sounds like his kid is already falling in love. And, Jesus, he's been all omnipresent for what, three, four weeks? And sharing nougat—that's basically sharing rings.

“Uh huh. Did your late night ‘I'm answering a prayer’ calls were false?” Jack blushes and looks down. Dean isn't angry. He isn't. “Cas will be disappointed...” he says. And it's the truth. They were really excited about Jack being a good God.

“Not all of them!” Jack tells him with a panicked look. “I did answer prayers. One of it was his and I... kind of go there every night now?” He says it as if he doesn't want to, and Dean takes pity on him. Doing some work, if not all, is at least progress.

“It's alright kid.” He reassures Jack and the kid literally melts off all his tension. “Sounds like someone might be in love,” he teases. “Do you just creepily watch him as he sleeps or do you talk to him?”

Jack gives him an unamused bitch face which he's clearly learned from Sam. “We talk. I'm not Cas, and I'm sure there's never going to be a slow-burn as long as your relationship.”

Dean makes the executive decision of ignoring the words he doesn't understand. Ignorance is indeed bliss.

He gives Jack the patented Winchester look of ‘talk now or forever hold your peace because I'm going to kill you to death’ except only the first two words apply here.

“I know,” the kid mumbles, and Dean cocks an eyebrow at him. “I don't feel like... Claire showed me a website before all of this.” He tells Dean, gesturing at himself to completely drive home the point of ‘before I became God’. Dean sighs, because of course. Claire would do that. She's an annoying kid like that.

“Most of the time you shouldn't try to imitate porn.” He tells Jack wryly. The kid visibly turns green and red at the same time. It's impressive.

There's an awkward silence. Dean shuffles in his seat and drinks the entirety of his remaining beer in one go. It burns, but at least it's a distraction.

“I don't feel like that,” Jack finally says. Dean figures the sooner this is over, the better for the both of them.

“Like what?”

Perhaps Jack feels the same, because he doesn't pause, just babbles. Maybe it's more out of nervousness, but it's progress from perpetual embarassment and no way out, so Dean takes it.

“I want to get closer to him, but I don't want to do other things, you know? I don't want his genitals in me or mine in his, I don't even want his tongue in mine and it's confusing because I feel like I love him and he's beautiful and he's so nice but I don't want to have sex with him and I just—I don't know. I don't know,” Jack finishes with a hiccup, and soon he's crying. Dean feels uncomfortable for only a second before he's flying out of his seat and hugging Jack close.

“Aw, hell, kid.” He mumbles into Jack's hair and rocks them both.

They stay like that until Jack's crying has mostly subsided, and when Dean looks up it's to see Cas looking at them with worry from the entrance of the kitchen.

Jack spots him too and hurries to compose himself. He tries to, at least. Dean shakes his head at his partner and mouths, “I'll tell you later.” Then he guides the kid towards the main room where he's kept his laptop, leaving Cas in the kitchen with a chaste kiss and a reassuring smile.

When he'd lost Cas to the Empty, it'd been worse than hell. Worse than purgatory. His heart had felt had empty and he really didn't want to move from the wall, the world be damned. He hadn't known he'd been not straight up until then—that he loved Cas like that. Sure, he'd experimented with Lee once or twice in their youth, but it was experiment. Right?

Wrong.

Turns out there are a lot of people who think like that—who don't know how they feel and why they feel and if they're valid. And as scary as the internet is, it's sometimes useful, too.

The moment Cas had been back he'd hugged the bastard tight, told him he's stupid for having done that, and proceeded to search the shit out of the internet for what he felt.

He's bisexual. He enjoys sex with both men and women. And he's demiromantic—he only loves those he's known and trusted emotionally first. And Cas, he loves them to pieces, from every pore of his own soul, his cells.

There's tons more terms, and if Dean is correct, then Jack is asexual.

The internet helped Dean, so he's hoping it will help Jack, too. He's God, but that doesn't mean he doesn't need a guiding hand—doesn't need support.

And Dean will be that for him. He loves the kid to pieces, too.

It takes Jack just ten-minutes of research to realise he's indeed asexual and another twenty to figure out he's panromantic—he loves the soul, not the body it comes in—but it takes days to accept he's not broken. It's heartbreaking, but when the norm is heterosexual couples and tons and tons of sex, it's not really that surprising.

Cas and Sam both promise to break Clark's kneecaps if he tries anything or forces Jack, and Dean just hugs his kid tighter to himself as Jack nods and laughs for the first time in days.

#supernatural #my fic #pridewrite2021 #day 5 #asexual #castiel/dean winchester #sam winchester/eileen leehay #bisexual dean winchester #non binary Cas #whenwordsmakesense

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rollingaroundin-bread · 3 years

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Hello and welcome to I redid my age up designs because I wanted to and so I did!!!!!!!!!! :D

uhhhhhhhhh explanations under the cut as per usual!!! :D

Officially speaking: shoot I figured out what I forgot

Okay so whenever I’m drawing I always forget SOMETHING right? That’s just a thing people deal with??

Anyways I forgot the FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS (except for Huey)

It’s very important that they all have friendship bracelets but I drew this over such a long period of time that I completely forgot to give it to people where it would be visible (i.e. Dewey, Boyd, kinda Lena)

It was almost important enough for me to go back but oh my gosh these pictures literally took an hour and I'm not doing that again very sorry

just: they’re there!!!!!! I promise!!!! Its just.... invisible.....

skdhjfgk okay sorry onto the actual thing

In order of left to right also known as height order!

Huey

I didn't change much from my first time doing this!

Basically I gave him a dress shirt and a sweater vest :D

The key difference this time is that last time I made the undershirt red and the sweater vest burgundy!

This time I made the undershirt pink!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D

Y’all that pink Huey trend from a little while ago was my life force

I hecking love the color pink so much

Anyways!! Moving on: he’s the shortest lol

As I have said before “Older Sibling Culture is being shorter than your younger siblings (I would know)”

But!!! I do love the concept fo Tall and Stronk Huey so he is actually very strong!!!

Instead he’s Short and Stronk!!!!!

Webby and Boyd are the only one’s physically stronger than him but that’s because of spy training and literally being a robot (respectively)

But yes!!! Huey in a sweater vest and also very strong are important concepts so I did that here!!!!!

(hmmn.... sweater vest,, nerd,,, weirdly strong,,,,,,, oh no I turned Huey into Chidi Anagonye klsdfjhgkakjahs)

Webby

y’all I messed up so much on this one

literally so many times

since you’re reading this I'll let you in on a secret

that may not be that secret ksdjfhlkds

Anyways if you look closely at Webby you’ll probably see some weirdly placed lines

specifically around her face, shirt, hand, etc.

basically I messed up enough that I thinned the paper significantly from erasing (multiple, separate times)

so I had so go in and paste another layer of paper over the thinned layer kjjdkahfgs

But enough about me messing up!! what’s with this outfit?

This one’s mostly about Vibes

I wanted to give off a femme lesbian vibe but still keep that formality we see in Webby’s regular outfit!

Hopefully I achieved that!!!

This is one of the outfits I resigned completely from last time btw

The old one was fine but looks kinda weird to me now so this!!!

Oh yeah and I love long hair Webby a lot!!! So I included that!!!!

Louie

Louie is probably the one I changed the most about that still resembles the original design

Both times I gave him a button up for an undershirt

this is ‘cause I see y’all giving him suit jackets for when he’s an adult and he needs a middle stage before that

skdfjs- a middle evolution if you will jkadfhgkjhsfdka

But instead of a slip on hoodie over that I went with a zip up jacket because that’s just more practical y’know?

Also cheek tufts!!!!!

I had them last time too but I love seeing adult louie with full cheek tufts so middle evolution effect comes into play again!!!

He and Webby are pretty much the same height right now btw

If you want to get technical about it Louie’s about a millimeter taller though!

I think that’s all I have for him though!

Gosalyn

Okay so I barely changed anything from last time for Gosalyn

Mr reasoning behind her outfit is mostly that I wanted a flannel gay and Gos was the obvious choice for that

and I liked that decision so I kept with it!!!

Main differences this time include: hair and shoes

So for the original hair I wanted to give her the “bisexual haircut” and I do like Gos with short hair so I kept that!

But I was having a hard time figuring out how to draw her regular bang situation so I went with a totally different style instead!

But I have sense learned how to draw her hair from the show so I incorporated that instead!

In the original I also had her wearing shoes! I changed that this time because I forgot to give her shoes until it was too late! jksdafhg

Yeah this happens often kdsjhvfkajl (mostly with Lena)

Lena

Oh boy where to begin!

In the original my one and only goal was to make Lena look like as much of a Lesbian as possible

And I achieved that much!!!!!!

But in doing so I neglected to make it look like Lena

I mean well it looked like her but it didn’t give off her complete vibe y’know?

So instead of a Hawaiian shirt gay I made her a leather jacket gay!!! Much more Lena in my opinion! :D

I based her hair off of my interpretation of her Phantom and the Sorceress hair! (I know it looks nothing like it but thats how I draw it so???)

In the original I made her hair fade from pink to blue as well and I liked that so I kept it!!

Then I kept the blue button up undershirt!!

I thought about giving it pinstripes but I don't have a thin enough pen or pencil to pull that off so I didn't :P

Hint of her old green shoes coming from the sock color!

And then finally: stompy boots

Just to tie it all together! :D

Dewey

This man is LANKY!!!!!!!!!!

sorry I don't make the rules

Well technically I do sense I drew the thing- but thats unimportant!!!!

Dewey gets to be tall to annoy his brothers but in return he is LANKY tall

Otherwise I largely followed my original design!!

All my reasons for the original were solely based off of ✨Vibes✨

I did change a few things though!

For example: last time I gave him a 3/4 sleeve short and this time I just made them regular short sleeves

Last time I meant to give him shoes but I forgot so this time I didn't forget!! :D

Also cool socks!!

Oh and I added fingerless gloves!!!!!!!!

This is once again based solely on ✨Vibes✨

I can’t put a lot of my reasons into words but I personally think I captured the theater kid meets aspiring pilot meets best friend to super hero’s sidekicks meets adventurer vibe pretty well!!

Boyd

!! Okay I’m excited to get into this one!

In my original Boyd was the shortest because technically he can pick his own height being a robot and all

BUT for that same reason I made him tall because: he wants to be tall like Gyro

The idea that Boyd wants to be tall like Gyro is literally so cute yall

I also based his outfit largely off of Gyros!!!

That is: dress shirt, vest, bowtie, pants

But in Boyd’s color scheme! :D

I’m still working out how to Not to make Boyd look like a popcorn bucket but that’s a problem for another day!

Violet

To start off: literally nothing was changed from the original

akjfdsghkskhal I’m serious no color changes, no outfit elements, nothing

I liked the original one a lot so I just kept it and redid it for this!!

My inspiration for the original was as follows: ✨Librarian Vibes✨

And I think I achieved that with the original so I hope I achieved it here as well!!

Also Violet is TALL

She’s the tallest now and will continue to be the tallest!!!

I mean just LOOK at her dads!!!! They’re SUPER tall!!

So therefore she gets to be tall too!!!!!!!!!

And I think that’s it!! Thank you so much for reading if you got this far!!!!!!!!! :D

Have a nice day folks! :D

#huey duck #webby vanderquack #louie duck #gosalyn mallard #lena sabrewing #dewey duck #boyd gearloose #violet sabrewing #my art stuff #age up designs #uhhhhh idk what to say down here I kinda covered it all in the keep reading section #hope everyones having a nice day btw! :)

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the-cat-at-the-theatre-door · 3 years

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Gus and Skimbleshanks for the character ask!

All of them?? Oh, gee, okay um...

I'll tell you what - I'll answer all of them for Gus for now, and then perhaps answer them all for Skimble in the future (depending on interest level).

Alright, let’s see...

Gus

Already answered 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10 here!

1. Something this character is truly proud of

Gus is extremely proud of his accomplishments throughout his life, and extremely proud of how he worked up from nothing to get where he is - and he will humbly boast about these accomplishments until the cows come home, ask anyone in his proximity.

But, if I may take a moment to be as sappy as a possibly can, what Gus is *most* proud of is his legacy - aka, his children and his grandchildren. Though he never thought he’d be the nurturing type, and he still really isn’t, there is not a soul alive that has come into contact with Gus the Theatre Cat that does not know of his son and daughter, and later, his group of grandkittens. That’s why he’s always lamenting at the young ones that they “think they’re smart” when they do the bare minimum when he *knows* that they’re able to accomplish more than that.

2.Who they want to please the most.

Gus is, quite literally, a crowd pleaser. He’s a showman, so of course he is. He wants to please his audience, his director, his fellow castmates...all at once. He is also very proud when he manages to please his fellow cats or people in his family - for making a name for himself, for getting somewhere, for reaching such prominence as just a *cat* for crying out loud. He’s made it, and that makes him feel happier than anything else considering where he started.

When kittens tell him that they want to be like him someday, he positively beams.

3. Who depends on them.

His children depended on him for the longest time, but he kinda blew it with that one for a good chunk of their lives - and by the time he had started to come around, they were already independent, and it’s one of his biggest regrets that he didn’t come around sooner.

Nowadays, no one really depends on Gus for physical things or favours, but there are many members of the tribe that depend on him to listen and to talk to them. Gus has a way of spinning situations simply so that they make sense, an eccentric conversation style that is both pleasant and distracting, and is able to read the room *extremely* easily. It’s a little spooky how easily Gus can pick up on a situation, with very little conversation, and how smoothly he can transition conversation/interaction style if necessary. Gus can be rather blunt and honest to a fault, but you’d be hard-pressed to find better life advice than from him.

(If we go with my Gus and Bella are siblings, theory, she used to depend on him a lot when they were young, since their parents also weren’t around much - what goes around and all that - to protect her and watch her)

4. What they would do if they had one month to live

Well...I mean...what is he doing now?

Sorry. A younger Gus would have said he would press on with whatever he was doing at the time. He’d want to be back in the pub with his friends, late into the night. He’d love to get a final dramatic monologue in, a final curtain call; die doing what he loves instead of caught up in a bed.

Now, well, Gus is well aware - somewhere in the back of his mind - that he’s not going to live a long time. He knows the end is nearing. All he really wants is quiet - after a life lived out loud, if he could just collect himself enough to sort everything out one thing at a time, and quietly work through each day he would be grateful. Bored to death, perhaps, but grateful.

He’d like to maybe see Bella again, before he goes.

5. A cherished personal belonging.

The blanket Gus began to wear around his shoulders used to be where his wife and children slept and where his grandchildren currently play, and it has a whole cacophony of different scents attached to it. He hates being parted with it. When things get overwhelming for him, he buries himself in it, curling himself under a literal blanket of familiarity - even if he isn’t quite sure *why* it’s familiar.

11. This character’s favorite piece or pieces of clothing.

He has a pair of gloves that his wife also made for him that Jelly has patched over the years because they’ve worn thin. She ended up having to cut the fingers off and hem them when they became more hole than glove.

He also has a scarf given to him by one of the theatre patrons from an earlier show of his - a little girl with her mother who was only truly fascinated with the cat on stage, and didn’t understand why they didn’t give him a costume as well. She was helping by giving him hers.

12. How they sleep.

He snores and mutters in his sleep, to the point where he seems to have entire conversations with himself. He’s also rather fitful. The kittens are wary of sleeping anywhere near him, since he has been known to jerk awake suddenly and kick out in alarm (and doesn’t he feel guilty the few times that *has* caught a few of them in the ribs or the legs)

13. What kind of parent they would be.

Well he *is* one, and the answer to that question would be not a *great* one, but not a *bad* one either. Gus is a fun parent, a loving parent, a proud parent, but he isn’t the best parental figure. He isn’t so great with discipline, nor is he great for showing up to anything on time.

I’d say Gus’ strength as a parent came from his unfailing willingness to go along with whatever scenario his children would cook up - from pirates to knights and princesses to aliens - Gus was always willing to jump into the game should they invite him to play with them. And you know he threw his entire self into it, too.

14. How they did in school

Gus would have a been a “graduated from Juilliard” kinda guy, if the timeline matched up - or if he could have afforded it.

As it stands, he didn’t really finish school. Not necessarily out of any inability to do so, but a complete and total lack of interest. He held odd jobs mostly, to support his family, which led him to quietly quitting school. He figured anything he wanted to learn would be just as good coming from direct experience or working under a mentor than a formal education - and it got him where he is today, so all in all not bad.

15. What cologne or perfume they would use

There is a very specific one that my grandfather uses that smells exactly like something Gus would wear - it’s that standard older gentleman scent - kind of like...Aqua Velva but softer - that is slightly on the pricy side, but not ridiculously so. He doesn’t bathe in it, but he uses it religiously.

He *used* to dip into a Chanel perfume that one of his actress friends gave to him after one of their shows wrapped, that he *kinda* thought just smelled a lot like lightly spicy rubbing alcohol but felt it polite to at least...use it - when that finally ran out and he curiously checked on its price...he never even looked at it again.

(”Ridiculous...I may as well douse myself in a bottle of gin it’ll give off the same effect!”)

16. Their sexuality

Gus is bisexual and biromantic, with a preference for Queens, but he’s had several trysts with Toms as well. He was quite the paramour in his younger days.

17. What they’d sing at karaoke

Gus finds karaoke to be absolutely *dreadful* in that he legitimately does not see the fun in it OR its purpose. And that’s coming from a cat whose whole job it is to perform.

So count him out of that. He’ll monologue on the spot for you, though, if he is so inclined.

18. Special talents they have

Gus used to be extremely good at remembering people’s names - even after just one introduction or overhearing it once (Jelly gets that from him).

He's very good at patter songs and tongue twisters. He also used to delight his kits by speeding through the alphabet backwards.

He can clock a person's personality within literally seconds of knowing them - and he's usually right.

He plays piano and was the one who taught Jelly to play. He can’t so much anymore with his shaking hands.

19. When they feel safest

Gus feels safest in the light when he's able to see everything. He never got stage fright, per say, but would get waves of nerves when he was directly in a spotlight - with the rest of the stage dark around him...like he was being swallowed. He would get nervous to move out of it - the lighting techs needed to be *very* on the ball if the director called for a total blackout (he only really trusted two of them).

20. Household chore they hate the most

Cooking. 100%. Can't stand it. Does not know how the oven works. Cannot adjust to picky palettes well. Definitely a take out dad.

21. Their fondest childhood memory

(Sibling AU) When Gus and Grizabella were children, they put on “Cinderella” (which Bella insisted would be changed to “Cinderbella” because of course. Gus goes along with it because *whatever fine his mother told him that he was the big brother and had to be nice to her*) as one of their very first collaborative plays together - they were around 8 and 6 respectively. They had already put on dozens of little skits and read-throughs and imaginary games, and they loved doing it.

Bella *refused* to be anyone other than Cinderella and Gus refused to play the prince (because it meant he had to *kiss his sister yuck*), so instead it was really “Staring Grizabella as Cinderella and Asparagus as *literally every other part except for Prince Charming*.- they spent hours trying to figure out how the quick changes would work, and making script changes, and hanging sheets behind them for curtains, and Bella glued together a tiny little suit for her teddy bear who would play the prince instead.

All in all, it went about as well as they could have expected - a bit of a disaster. They put it on for their father, who watched with tired eyes and a patient smile, and applauded enthusiastically at the end - and they both decided right then and there that that was what they would do for the rest of their lives.

He considers that his first stage credit.

22. How they spend their money.

Honestly, Gus’ money spending habits are very strange. He will buy himself a new car *once* and then run the thing into the ground until it physically can’t run anymore, won't buy new clothes until you can see through the old ones, will *always* weasel his way out of paying for alcohol at a bar (he has *many* tricks up his sleeve for this one), and he will refuse to spend his money on other frivolous things, but you bet your dollar that he is literally always shelling out money to his grandchildren just because - saying it would be their little secret, and one time bought a bird house because it "spoke to him" but never bothered to hang it up or actually use it.

23. What kind of alcohol they drink

Well, he used to be a “whatever I am given I will drink and I will probably drink *too much*” kind of guy, but since cutting back he’ll moreso partake in brandy or gin, but only in very small doses.

24. What they wish they could change about themselves

There are several things that Gus wishes he could change from the past, but the one thing he wishes he could truly change about himself in the present is how much of a burden he feels he’s become to the others (he's not but he feels that way). Gus is a proud cat, he will admit that. And with that pride comes mourning of his own independence.

Sometimes, when Jelly is helping him do things - like button up his coat or helping him to eat - he just looks at her forlornly and murmurs “My poor dear. You shouldn’t have to do any of this.”

He also wishes that there wasn’t a period of time that his familial relationships were so strained because of him putting his career first, but he can’t really change that so much as try his best to make up for it.

25. What other people wish they could change about them

Gus has the tendency to be a little...let’s say *long-winded*. And a little hypercritical. He holds himself to a high - near-impossible - standard, so he also has a bad habit of holding others to that same standard.

#sorry it took so long i had to think hard about some of these!#jellicles ask because jellicles dare #is-it-mungojerry-or-rumpelteazer #my headcanons #Gus the Theatre Cat

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Twilight x Warrior Headcanons

Hey there, everyone! I'm Waffles, and I'm gonna do a little post about my headcanons for my OTP, TP Link x HW Link! Now I know most people hate Link x Link ships, but I honestly don't see any problem with them.

I've actually loved this ship for a few years now, and did a whole book of one shots on Wattpad!

I have a huge list of personal headcanons for them, so here it is!

Unfortunately, these are all over the place (one might be angst, and the next might be fluffy), so please don't get mad at me in the comment section!

Also, this features headcanons from my own AU where Twi and War are able to live in the same era.

*Edit: the AU is now called "The General and the Goat Herder"

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-They met after the Twilight Invasion and before the War Across the Ages

-Warrior is a few months older than Twilight

-War is very protective of Twi, and vice versa

-Twilight, actually, can get jealous of almost any attractive person that gets close to Warrior, but he keeps his jealousy a secret because he knows Warrior is loyal to him

-Warrior doesn't get jealous of anyone because he knows Twilight wouldn't do anything to hurt him.....unless we're talking about Midna, and that's a whole other story

-Warrior hates Midna, in case you were wondering, because he believes she abandoned Twilight (I swear that I don't hate Midna, but I felt like it would suit him because he's protective) (I want to write a confrontation scene between Warrior and Midna, which would be tense as heck, but I don't know how to do that, so...)

-They share the Triforce of Courage, and they can use it to help find each other if they're ever separated

-They legally changed their names to Twilight and Warrior after they were married; they are still called 'Link' by some people

-Twi has a country accent

-Warrior was the one to confess his feelings first, and he also was the one to propose

-Warrior is very skeptical of new people because of the betrayal he experienced in the war

-Twi is very welcoming to new people, but he changed that attitude just a little when he married Warrior

-Warrior can be very reckless when Twilight and/or their kids are in danger (I'll tell you more about the kids later)

-Warrior is gay; Twilight is bisexual

-Twi secretly fears that Warrior will leave him the same way Midna did

-Warrior bought Twilight his own ranch for his 22nd birthday; War proposed to him on that same day three years later

-Twilight is a pro dad due to his experience with kids, but Warrior does his best

-They have two sons from previous relationships (Towairaito is Twilight's son, and Eddie is Warrior's)

-Twilight is called "Pa", and Warrior is called "Dad"

-Warrior is a general, and he's away from the farm for long periods of time; when he visits, he spends as much time with his kids as possible before going back so his boys know that he loves them

-They supported Eddie when he came out as a trans male and proceeded to tell everyone that he was their son; they will fight anyone who bullies Eddie

-When the kids were young, Twilight usually transformed into a wolf to comfort them when they were having nightmares; sadly, as he grew older, his body could no longer handle the multiple transformations and he stopped; afterwards, they got a dog (a grey Hylian Retriever) to comfort the kids

-They can't have any cats because both sons are highly allergic

-They hide their relationship from everyone except Zelda, Impa, and the people of Ordon

-Most people believe that they are the best of friends and consider each other brothers

-Since people don't know about their relationship, quite a number of women have tried to woo them, only to be immediately shot down

-Warrior, sadly, has a very bad relationship with his parents; he has a twin sister (Linkle) and six younger sisters (who I have yet to name); he gets along with them much better; they were all raised in Castle Town

-Warrior's father is a former knight, and he was appointed to protect the royal family; his mother is a baker

-Warrior has an uncle (on his mother's side) who is just like him and he considers this man a true father to him; he was invited to the wedding

-When the two got engaged, Twilight attempted to get Warrior's parents to come to their wedding, only to be angrily shot down; Warrior no longer contacts them, but he still sends letters to his sisters

-Luckily, Twilight's Ordon family accepted them as a couple and suggested having the wedding at their village, to which Twi and War accepted

-Eddie (known as Emmy at the time) was the flower girl, and Towairaito (or "TowTow" for short) was the ring bearer; Eddie was eight, and TowTow was six

Due to a horrible past, Warrior is skittish and is terrified of being touched, even by those he trusts; it even took him a while to shake people's hands or offer/accept a hug

-Twi let him take as much time as he needed to learn to trust, and helped him along the way

-Twilight was nervous about opening up his heart again to anyone after Midna; when he realized his feelings for Warrior weren't going away, he struggled to accept them

-Both of them were extremely hesitant to even consider a relationship with each other after everything they had experienced; fortunately, they were able to talk honestly to one another and sort out their feelings

-Their first kiss was extremely awkward; Warrior initiated it on accident, but Twi happily returned it

-Their relationship was a struggle as they tried to figure out what would work for them; luckily, they found a way to mantain a healthy relationship

-Warrior was hesitant about asking Twi to marry him, but he was encouraged to try by Zelda

-The wedding took place in Ordon, after Twilight reunited with his adoptive family after being gone for seven years

-Rusl and Uli (Twi's adopted parents) were extremely supportive of their relationship, which made Warrior emotional because his own parents reacted harshly

-The honeymoon was in Snowpeak, where Twilight taught Warrior how to sled down the mountain with the Yetis

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-Warrior bought a ranch for Twilight for his 22nd birthday; it was later named "Little Wolf Pastures"

-They have Epona and a few other horses, goats, pigs, sheep, cows, and cuccos (I know some of these animals don't show up in TP or HW, but I added them because why the heck not? It is a farm)

-Twilight is a vegetarian, despite his wolf form, because he has a deep love for animals of all kinds; Warrior and the kids went vegetarian after the family officially came together

-They hired some ranch hands to help around the farm

-They sell milk, butter, and cheese, as well as wool from the sheep

-They have a grey female Hylian Retriever named "Trouble", who their kids absolutely adore; she happens to love Warrior the most because he's gone for long periods of time and she gets extremely excited when he returns

-They share Epona, but Warrior has his own steed, a white stallion named "Storm"

-Warrior is a few inches taller

-Their "love language" is giving gifts to one another at random times, not just on special dates

-Twilight is a much better cook than Warrior; he has tried to cook before, but afterwards, Twilight refused to let him

-Their wedding rings are imbued with magic and protect them in case anything happens

-They are one hundred percent honest with one another and never keep any secrets whatsoever (communication is key)

-They are both excellent horse riders

-Warrior is descended from a long line of knights dedicated to protecting the royal family; his son Eddie wishes to continue that line

-When they began dating, they were extremely awkward with one another due to a lack of experience in relationships

-Warrior prefers dogs, while Twilight prefers cats (although they can't have any because their sons are allergic)

-Twilight's favorite time of year is spring, while Warrior's is winter

-Warrior's birthday is August 14; his son Eddie's birthday is August 25; Twilight and Towairaito share a birthday on November 19

-Warrior is a bigger baby when he gets sick

-Warrior used to be really shy about their relationship, but as time went on, he gained more confidence

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Well thanks for checking this out! I guess you can ask me stuff if you want.

Have a great day/night! ❤❤

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RWBY Grimm Guardians Arc 3: Separated Union Ch 5

Side Red II: Truths

Before we begin, here's a little present to the birthday girl! As the date of me originally posting this was October 31st...

Happy birthday to you…

Happy birthday dear Ruby…

Happy birthday to you...

Now that that’s done, welcome back to Separated Union! Here is Side Red II, which focuses on Ruby’s investigation on finding out who her weapon spirit really is. This is the most important chapter of the AU to date.

This takes place right after Side White II and you will soon see why I decided to do it in this order. There WILL be blood and graphic violence, so I WILL give a warning before it happens. There will also be angst.

Also, THIS CHAPTER IS LONG! So, PLEASE take your time in reading it. If you need to stop and continue it later, PLEASE do so. Thank you.

As usual, please give constructive criticism and enjoy.

Disclaimer: Still own nothing.

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(9: 48 PM)

That conversation was a little longer than Ruby had thought. To be fair, it had been quite some time since she and Weiss talked, so she knew that there would be a lot for them to share. It made her smile that she was able to hear Weiss’s voice again. “Thinking about your soulmate, kiddo?” Qrow asked. A blush rose to the teenager’s cheeks as she cleared her throat, receiving a chuckle from her uncle. “Relax, I’m just teasing you.” He smiled, rubbing her shoulder. “I’m sure you two will get together soon.”

Ruby sighed, “Not sure if Dad might appreciate that…” The former bandit smirked, “The truth might surprise you in a good way, kid. Believe me, I know. Hell, your mother would be thrilled.” The teenager raised an eyebrow, “I remember hearing something about her and my step-mom having a relationship… Right?” Qrow nodded, laughing, “Oh yeah. Your mom’s VERY bisexual...and, I’m sure through SOME black magic, managed to score with my sister” The red clad teen smirked, “You seem shocked.”

The former bandit nodded, “Because Raven was someone who BARELY had any interest in having an intimate relationship.” He could feel Summer’s eyes piercing through the back of his skull, before giving a nervous laugh. “Though both of them would kill me if I said too much about it.” He said. He then looked at his former leader, before excusing himself for a bit. Ruby watched as Qrow then pulled the white clad woman to a street corner for a private conversation. Evergreen was also with them.

“You’re wondering if...Cres really is your mom again… Aren’t you?” Oscar asked. Ruby sighed, sitting on the sidewalk and nodding. “Hard not to. A lot of evidence points to her being Mom.” She said. “Her voice, her face, her behavior, her relationship with others, and much more.” The farm boy sat next to the older teenager, asking, “Have you thought about asking her?” The red clad teenager nodded, “Yeah...though I feel like I’ll make her uncomfortable and...possibly offend her…”

The younger teen nodded, “True. She seems very sensitive about her past...since it seems she still hasn’t fully remembered everything.” “Though as someone who also has a very strong connection to his own mom, Cres...seems to have a very understanding atmosphere.” He explained. Oscar then scratched the back of his neck with a blush, bashfully, before saying, “I think...MAYBE you should try again…? I mean, she might understand if you tell her that you want to know the truth.”

Ruby stayed silent for a few moments, before asking, “And if she isn’t my mom back from the dead?” “Then she isn’t…” Oscar said. He looked at the ground, “I know it’s not what you might be hoping, but...sometimes you...just gotta accept that…” “You sound like you’ve also gone through this…” The red clad teenager said. “No offence.” The farm boy gave a small smile, “It’s alright… Yeah, I went through this regarding my father’s whereabouts.... The answer wasn’t what I was hoping for…”

“But I...had to accept it.” He sighed sadly. “It’s awful. Believe me. However...sometimes we...got no other choice but to do so. Those we’ve...lost...wouldn’t want us to feel terrible.” Ruby looked at the white cloaked woman behind her, speaking with Evergreen and Qrow, before turning back to Oscar. “If she is Mom...she might be reluctant to tell me the truth...and not just because of her memories…” She said. The younger teenager raised an eyebrow, “How so?”

Ruby sighed, laying back as she said, “Well… She might be scared of my reaction. She’s been resurrected for quite some time, she might think I’ll hate her simply because she didn’t tell me that she was alive…” “Even though there was no way she or anyone could’ve known she was...well, HER.” The red clad teenager said. She realized she shared more traits with her mother than she thought… Plus, Ruby understood why the white cloaked woman would be worried.

Hell, she would be too in the same position. “So...what will you do now?” Oscar asked. The red clad teenager looked at the farm boy, at the white cloaked woman, before back to Oscar. “I’m gonna ask her when we get to the next inn.” She said. It was coming up within a couple hundred feet of the group’s position, so then would be the best possible time, since they would all be able to relax for a bit. “I just hope she can be honest with me.” Ruby whispered.

Meanwhile, Summer was giving Qrow a raised eyebrow, as if she thought he was insane. To be fair, she really did. “Are you crazed?” She asked. “I can’t tell Ruby about me now!” Her former teammate sighed, “Look, Sum. She’s suspicious as hell about you. She’s going to find the truth soon.” Evergreen looked at his former students, nodding, “I think...you should tell her the next time she asks about it.” The former STRQ leader looked at her former headmaster bewildered, “You too!?”

The former headmaster sighed, “Summer, I know you’re worried that Ruby will be furious and think you abandoned her…” ‘ You don’t say… ’ Summer thought as Evergreen continued, “However, your daughter is more mature than that. She will understand why you waited to tell her and she will be happy that you’ve returned.” “Yes, she might freak out.” The headmaster said. “But she cares about you as much as you do for her. Just give it a chance, Summer.”

The former STRQ leader looked at the two men. “And if you’re wrong?” She asked. Qrow sighed, “Then you are free to beat the shit out of us.” Summer stood silent, before giving an irritated sigh, “You BETTER be right about this.”

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(10:00 PM)

The group arrived at the inn within the next several minutes, as Qrow and Evergreen were filling out the registration papers, Ruby went over to Summer. “Can we talk? Please?” She asked. While the taller woman wanted to say no, one look at the teenager’s pleading expression was all it took to convince her. Sighing, she and Ruby entered the lobby area, sitting on a couch as Summer asked, “What is it?” She’d admit that her tone sounded unintentionally a little harsh.

But both of them knew she didn’t want to have this conversation. Ruby bit her lip, “So...I know you’re going to hate this…” ‘ Oh boy, here we go. Fucking merde… ’ Summer thought, her stomach dropping. “But are you Mom? Are you Summer Rose?” The red clad teenager asked. The taller woman could VERY clearly hear both the hope and worry in her daughter’s voice. A few seconds passed… Then several… Almost 30 seconds passed, before Summer finally opened her mouth to answer…

Only to shut it when the two Roses heard screaming in the streets…

The taller woman rushed out of the building to spot a familiar face that she honestly wished was not there. “Vampier!?” She shouted as the bat-winged woman sneered at her. Vampier nodded, “The only! Did you miss me, bitch!?” Summer snarled at the sadistic woman with a growl as she heard Qrow and Evergreen exit the inn. The former bandit looked at his former leader, bewildered, “I thought you killed her!” “We fell from the Beacon Tower! It was kind of assumed!” Summer shouted.

Ruby ran out into the street and paled as she saw Vampier hovering in the air. ‘ Oh merde… ’ She thought as Oscar and Team JNR exited the building. “Isn’t that the crazed chick that...Cres was talking about before we arrived here?” Jaune asked. “The one that...harmed Pyrrha?” The red clad teenager slowly nodded, “Yep. That’s the bitch herself. Could you please make sure the bystanders are protected and brought to a safer location?” The blonde looked at his teammates and nodded, “On it.”

After the group went around the street to help as many citizens as possible, Qrow asked, “Oz, could you and the kid make sure the inn’s protected?” The former headmaster nodded, before looking at Oscar, “Please follow me, son.” THAT got a shocked reaction out of the other four group members, though Oscar did as he was told and followed Evergreen in the inn. “Well, that was something.” Summer said. Her former teammate nodded, “Yeah. Maybe we shouldn’t think about it.”

Ruby, on the other hand, assumed that Oscar was shocked by the headmaster’s gesture. While she knew Evergreen did it out of habit, as Oscar was a young teenager, said teenager probably started seeing the headmaster as more than a mentor. Ruby knew she was just guessing, but she figured Oscar saw Evergreen...as a father-figure. However, she was soon brought back to reality, as Qrow backed up near her. “I know you want to help...so be sure to fight at long range.” He advised.

--THIS IS WHERE THE HEAVY VIOLENCE STARTS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED--

Vampier began firing her pistols at the trio, which Summer and Ruby dodged effortlessly. The bullets missed Qrow entirely. The white cloaked woman then pulled the Bat Queen down to the pavement, only to get shot in the chest, causing her to back away in pain. “You are a persistent little shit, aren’t you Rose?” Vampier asked, only to get shot in the arm by Ruby with her HCSS in Rifle Mode. Summer then used the moment of opportunity to kick the Bat Queen in the face, knocking her away.

“Same with you, bitch.” She snapped. Summer then pulled out the last weapon Qrow and Ruby expected her to have on her. Her trademark Twin Archery Sabers: the Twin Crescent. “She...really is her.” Ruby whispered. “Isn’t she?” Her uncle nodded, “Yeah. She is.” “Why didn’t she tell me…?” The red clad teenager asked. Qrow froze for a moment, before sighing, “She wanted to make sure she really was Summer before telling you. She...was also scared of how you would react.”

“She was gone for quite some time, even though she was resurrected.” The stubbled man said with a sad tone in his voice. “She was worried that you would think she abandoned you. That you would hate her for not returning.” He sighed again, “I do kinda get where she’s coming from though. Raven’s probably worried about Yang’s reaction too.” “I know that you don’t hate her or think she abandoned you…” Qrow said, placing a hand on his niece’s shoulder.

“But your mom has always worried about the emotions of others.” He explained. “That’s what made her the best leader I could’ve asked for.” Ruby stood in silence, lowering her head as she stared at the pavement, only for Qrow to tilt her head up with a smile. Her uncle ruffled her hair, saying, “You wanted the truth, but respected your mother’s insecurities and sensitivity regarding the matter.” He chuckled, “You truly learned from the best… And I know she’s proud of you.”

Ruby gave a small smile, hugging her uncle tightly, “Thank you.” The former bandit smiled, hugging his niece, “Anytime, fy nith. ” The two then turned back to Summer and Vampier’s battle. Qrow narrowed his eyes, “When Raven brought your mom back, she made me swear to protect you, Tai, Yang, and your mom…” He then activated Harbinger’s Scythe Mode, saying, “And we’re going to make sure it stays that way.”

Summer clashed her blades with Vampier’s pistols, cutting one of them in half and knocking away the other. She then swung for the self-proclaimed queen’s head, only for Vampier to catch Summer’s arm and headbutt her. The former STRQ leader winced in pain as she was kicked away, landing harshly on the pavement. “I WILL make you regret the day you ever stood against me, wolf.” Vampier growled as she walked up to her opponent, who struggled to get back up from the Bat Queen’s attack.

Qrow immediately brought Harbinger in Scythe Mode down on Vampier, digging it deep into her right clavicle. The Bat Queen roared in pain, prying the weapon from her body in a bloody mess, before throwing the former bandit several yards behind her. “Your bird’s more like a damn fly…” Vampier growled, only to get shot in the eye. Summer and Qrow looked towards Ruby, who had fired the shot. “Stay...the fuck away...from my mom and uncle.” She hissed out, only for the taller woman to chuckle.

“Kid, your mom KILLED me before by firing an arrow into my skull…” The self-proclaimed queen laughed. “As you can see, it doesn’t do JACKSHIT NOW!” The two former STRQ members then grabbed a hold of the sadistic woman, attempting to restrain her. Sighing, Vampier said, “You two are annoyingly stubborn.”, before grabbing the two by the head and slamming their heads together. She then tossed them against a nearby building, before walking towards Ruby.

The red clad prepared to fire another round, but in a split moment, Vampier shoved her HCSS to the side, before grabbing Ruby by the neck and pulling her towards her face. “While you are too young, I’m quite famished right now.” The Bat Queen said with a sinister grin, as Ruby struggled in her chokehold. “Your blood should be good enough to keep me energized for a couple days.” “Then choke...on…this…!” The red clad teenager choked out, firing a bullet into Vampier’s abdomen.

A few moments passed, only for the sadistic woman to sigh, “I really wonder how stupid you humans are… To think I WAS one in the past.” She then brought her pistol to Ruby’s own abdomen. Vampier smirked, “Oh well…” She then fired a few bullets through the teenager, drawing everyone’s attention. Everyone went silent in shock and fear as the sadistic woman dropped Ruby. Ruby faintly heard her uncle and friends screaming her name as she coughed up blood from her wounds.

‘ Oh gods, not now. Please. PLEASE not now… Not when I’m able to see Mom again…! ’ The teenager thought as pain warped through her. Her breathing started becoming more rapid and labored as her vision darkened. A couple tears ran down her cheeks as she blacked out from pain and shock. Both Qrow and Summer swore that their hearts stopped beating and their blood froze as they saw the red clad teenager go limp.

Vampier sneered at the two, “And you thought you could save your own daughter, Summer…”

A spark of rage ignited in the white cloaked woman’s chest as she snarled, growling at the Bat Queen. “You...are going…to die for this!” Summer snapped, standing and clenching her fists tightly. Vampier howled with laughter, “I’d like to see you try, bitch!” “Qrow. Make sure my daughter is safe.” The former STRQ leader ordered, before her left eye glowed bright white, slamming her left fist into the Bat Queen’s face. Vampier groaned as she was punched to the pavement, before being thrown across the street.

As the self-proclaimed queen stood back up, Summer rushed over to her, slicing Vampier across the abdomen with her saber. Unlike the wounds the Bat Queen had received previously, this one wasn’t healing. Looking at the bleeding wound, Vampier growled, “What did you DO?” “What does it look like?” Summer snapped, her left eye glowing brightly. “If you’re a Grimm, then I’ll kill you like any other.” Vampier quickly realized that the white cloaked woman was using the power of the Silver Eyes…

Panicking, Vampier spread her wings and began retreating, only for Summer to unite her sabers into Bow Mode. “Here’s a little something to make sure you don’t forget your mistake.” The former STRQ leader whispered, firing an arrow into Vampier’s thigh. After that, she sheathed her weapons before rushing to Ruby’s side. “How bad is it?” She asked. Qrow gave a shaky sigh, “She’s alive, but fading. The bullets passed through her...and the bleeding won’t stop. She needs medical attention now…!”

Summer bit her lip, “I got an idea. But it’ll only be temporary. She still needs a doctor.” The former bandit nodded as his former leader placed her hands on her daughter’s wounds. The former STRQ leader then began using her Grimm powers, pooling them into Ruby’s injuries, temporarily healing them, though still a tad bloody. Summer looked at her daughter’s face, “Ruby...? Can you hear me, hun?” There was no response. Tightening her fist, Summer called out to her again, “Ruby, it’s me. It’s Mom.”

--THIS IS WHERE THE HEAVY VIOLENCE ENDS. YOU MAY CONTINUE READING--

Ruby found herself in darkness. She looked around, only to find more darkness...and nothingness. “Am I dead…?” She asked, continuing to find some sort of light. Some sort of shape, form, anything else that wasn’t just her.

There was no response. Only the cold and dark void of nothingness. The teenager felt herself choke on her own sob as tears streamed down her cheeks, before bringing her legs up to her chest as she began crying in her own arms.

She wasn’t ready.

She wasn’t ready to leave her friends, her family, her HOME....

“...by? Can y...hea...e, h...?”

The teenager froze. She looked around, knowing she heard SOMETHING.

“Ruby,...t’s...e. It’s Mom.”

The darkness faded as Ruby regained consciousness again, coughing and groaning in pain. Qrow nearly felt like he was going to have a heart attack as he jumped. “Am I...home…?” Ruby asked, her voice raw as tears continued to stream down her cheeks. Her uncle nodded, giving a smile of relief, “You’re home. We got you, kiddo.” Ruby nodded slowly, before turning to her side, where Summer was looking at her in the eye. The red clad teenager smiled, “Mom…”

Summer gave a shaky breath, smiling as she held her daughter and wiped her tears away with her fingers, “That’s my girl...”

Oscar then rushed out, saying to the three, “The clinic my mom works at is nearby.” Summer and Qrow nodded as Summer lifted Ruby in her arms carefully. Oscar asked the innkeeper to cancel the reservations as he brought Evergreen out in a hurry. The headmaster froze at Ruby’s injured sight, but knew from the look in Summer’s eyes to not ask about it for now. After Qrow gathered Jaune, Ren, and Nora and made sure the citizens were safe, the group followed Oscar to the clinic.

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(10:12 PM)

Within a few minutes, the group arrived at the Mistral International Hospital. After entering, Oscar brought them over to an office, before opening the door. “Mom.” He said. A tall, thin, dark-brown and short-haired woman, who was in her late thirties and wearing glasses and a hospital uniform, looked over to the young teenager, asking, “Oscar? Why are you…?” “A friend of mine got shot and needs surgery.” He answered urgently. The woman looked to where her son directed, before spotting Ruby in Summer’s arms.

The woman then headed over to the former STRQ leader, saying, “I’ll ask how you’re back later. How bad is it?” “Three bullet wounds to the abdomen.” Summer answered as the doctor examined the red clad teenager’s midriff. “They’re temporarily healed.” Nodding, the doctor said, “Good. That means she’ll be able to see her future.” The doctor then contacted any other available surgeons, saying to the white cloaked woman, “You seem to have angels on your side as well, Summer.”

“More like a raven who cares a lot.” The former STRQ smirked. “It’s been a while, Dr. Anna Pine.” The doctor chuckled, “It has. Mind helping me with the surgery?” Summer nodded, nodding at Qrow before leaving with Anna and the surgeons. “Will she be…?” Jaune asked, only for the former bandit to place a hand on his shoulder. “Summer would never let her family die. You know that.” He smiled. “Ruby will be safe and will heal. Right now, let’s get some rest so they can focus on helping her. Deal?”

The group ultimately agreed to sleep in the waiting room, while Evergreen and Qrow took shifts. Before Oscar went to sleep, he asked, “How does Ms. Rose know my mom?” Evergreen chuckled, “She was an associate of hers back in the day. She and the good doctor can explain it in the morning.”

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(10:15 PM)

After entering the operation room and sedating Ruby for the surgery, Anna said, “You’re very lucky that the wounds are small. All she needs is stitching.” Summer raising an eyebrow, “What about the bleeding?” “Keep your patch work there.” The doctor said. “It’ll help with the healing.” Nodding, Summer used a bit of her Grimm powers to keep the seals she made for her daughter’s wounds stay as Anna and the other surgeons began stitching up Ruby’s injuries.

“The bullets passed through, right?” Anna asked. The former STRQ leader nodded, carefully turning her daughter on her side, allowing the surgeons to stitch the wounds on Ruby’s back. “I assume she’s your daughter?” Anna asked. Summer nodded, “Ruby’s my youngest pride and joy, yes. My eldest, Yang, is with Tai, their father, in Vale.” The doctor raised an eyebrow as the surgeons finished the stitching. Nodding, she helped Summer put the red clad teenager on her back carefully.

As she checked Ruby’s vitals once more, the doctor said, “Raven’s daughter, I assume? I swear, Ruby’s probably Raven’s kid too, given the physical similarities.” The former STRQ leader blushed heavily, “I...suppose that is...kind of accurate…” Anna chuckled, “Well, even though she isn’t by blood, she is by bond. Right?” Summer looked at the doctor, then at Ruby. The former STRQ leader loved Raven with even fiber of her being...and she also had wishes for them to start their own family one day....

Summer gave a small smile, brushing her daughter’s hair as she said, “Ain’t that the truth, mon amie . You’ll want to spend time with your son while we’re here.” Anna nodded, “I plan to in the morning. And what about Ozpin?” “Speak with him too.” The former STRQ leader said. “Headmaster Evergreen Ozpin Brown is far more different than what you’ve heard. And I mean that in a good way.” “I’ll take your word for it. You haven’t been wrong about him or your team yet.” The doctor smirked.

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(The next morning…)

Ruby opened her eyes as the sun entered the hospital room. Groaning, she noticed a doctor closing the curtains, chuckling, “You’re just like your mom, kid. Summer hates being awoken by sunlight.” “Thank you.” The teenager whispered, her voice still a tad raw. “Who are you?” “Dr. Anna Pine. It’s good to finally meet you, Ruby.” Anna smiled. “I assume you know my son: Oscar?” Ruby nodded, “Yeah. Met him when we arrived in Mistral. Which clinic are we at?”

“Mistral International Hospital.” The doctor answered, checking the teenager’s vitals again. “You’re lucky the bullets passed right through you. All you needed was stitching.” Ruby nodded, checking under the hospital gown and seeing the bandages around her abdomen. “How long will I be here for?” She asked. “Hard to say. Honestly, I’d rather have to stay for a week at most.” The teenager groaned, but ultimately nodded. “Fine…” She said, pouting. Anna just chuckled, ruffling Ruby’s hair.

“Relax. As long as you take things easy, you should heal up in no time.” The doctor said. “Be sure to wake your mother up when you get a chance, please. I’m going to do the same and spend time with my own family.” Nodding and thanking Anna, Ruby looked at the side of the bed to notice that Summer had stayed by her the entire night. Gently, the teenager shook her mother’s shoulder, causing the woman to open her left eye.

“Good morning, Mom.” Ruby smiled, giggling as Summer sat up and nuzzled her daughter’s forehead. Tired, but happy, the white cloaked woman said with a smile, “Good morning, my little gem.” She then sighed as she held the healing teenager, “I’m so glad you’re safe, la fille .” “You too, Maman .” Ruby hummed, resting her head against her mother’s clavicle. “I suppose I have a story to tell you, huh?” The elder Rose said.

The teenager nodded, “Can it wait after we have breakfast? Please?” Summer chuckled, kissing her daughter’s forehead, “Of course, hun.”

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Because I know someone’s gonna ask what Qrow said, “fy nith” means “my niece”. That’s right. I’m actually following the canon information here.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

For those of you who have been with RT for quite some time, you should be able to recognize the “We fell from the Beacon Tower! It was kind of assumed!” quote.

It was, of course, inspired by Church’s “We dropped a fucking spaceship on them!” from Season 13 of Red VS Blue.

Yep. Vampier is back with a vengeance, Oscar’s mom: Anna Pine is the acquaintance that Summer talked to Willow about way back in chapter 9 of Arc 2, and Summer’s former weapons and abilities are returning (which she WILL be using and relying on more often).

As we only know of Atlas’s known hospital, the Atlas Medical Facility, I wanted to expand on the major kingdoms’ own hospitals. I hope I did it well. I also wanted to give Ruby a more dangerous experience.

Side Red, White, Black, and Yellow III will be in two parts. Part 1 of both will be separate from each other, while part 2 will focus on everyone virtually connecting again, while Ruby’s in the hospital.

Next chapter though will be Side Black II and will focus on Blake and Gambol only. See you then!

#rwby #rwby ocs #rwby au #grimm guardians au #ruby rose #Happy Birthday to Ruby!#Summer Rose #rwby fanfiction #qrow branwen #rwby ozpin #Oscar Pine #jaune arc #lady vampir #qrow is not and never will be ruby's dad

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aylinaliens · 4 years

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Heyyy for the ficlets prompts, could you please do TharaFrong first kiss? If it's not too much trouble?

what a heavenly way to die (thara/frong)

hope you enjoy this little ficlet of tharafrong’s first kiss. it’s basically just soft dorks just being soft dorks together. cross posted on ao3.

summary: After drinking too much wine Frong finally confesses his feelings but turns out one little kiss nearly made him have a heart attack—good thing he was (kind of) dating a future doctor.

It was a natural progression for Thara and Frong—going from somewhat enemies to friends to something more. They have been building up to this moment for weeks now but it wasn’t until Thara went out in the woods to search for Frong’s necklace that things really shifted.

After the camping trip they became closer, spending most evenings after work and class going out for dinner. It was after one of these particular dinners when Frong had a little bit too much wine that he let it all slip out. He wasn’t drunk—no he was sober enough to remember this day for years to come—but the alcohol gave him the liquid courage to finally confess. Frong kissed him. Without second guessing it he took the older man’s face in his hands and pressed their lips together. It was gentle. It was soft. It was hesitant yet confident at the same time.

He laid his heart bare right in front of his dorm room, not caring that anyone could see him. Maybe he should of been more careful since he was unsure if Thara was out. Frong didn’t even know what he was. Bisexual? Pansexual? Gay? He would figure out the label some other day. He just knew that Thara was the first person in a long time since his dad died that made him feel alive. That brought him immense happiness just by simply spending a few minutes together.

He figured Thara would of froze since the kiss came out of nowhere but he didn’t. Almost immediately he reciprocated as if he too has been waiting for this day for the longest time, wrapping his arms around Frong’s midsection and yanking them together until their chests were touching. All things considered this kiss was nothing more than an extended peck. Nothing more than just a chaste kiss. Yet it was enough to leave them both breathless when they broke apart.

“What was that for?” Thara whispered, their faces still only cetimeters apart. “Why did you do that?”

“To thank you.” Frong whispered back. He was incredibly thankful for his P’Doctor. Thankful for constantly getting under his skin in the best of ways.

“You don’t have to thank me for saving your mom,” Thara leaned back so that he could study Frong. “It’s my job.”

Frong was thankful for the lengths he went to just to help his mom but that was not what he was thankful for. “No. Thank you for stealing my heart.” He was sure that if he didn’t have alcohol in his system he wouldn’t have said something like that—at least not out loud.

He waited for Thara to scrunch up his nose in disgust or push him away but he never did. No, instead he just pressed their lips back together. Again and again until Frong had to tap the older doctors chest to stop. It’s not that he didn’t want to continue but he was severely lacking oxygen to breathe. Thara spent years studying medicine. The last thing he needed was for Frong to pass out or have a heart attack from a kiss. Not to mention it would be mortifying. It seems like he was not the only one at risk from that though because Thara—the same Thara who was known to be this perfect specimen who never had a hair out of place and was always calm—looked like a hot mess.

His lips were slightly swollen, cheeks almost as pink as the sweater he was wearing, and eyes glazed over with what could only be described as desire. Oh, Frong thought to himself, he couldn’t believe he was the cause of that. If Thara was this affected by the little kisses they shared how would he react if Frong really put his all into it. How long would it take for Thara to unravel completely? How would he feel if Frong kissed his nec—

“Thank you for stealing my heart too.” It was a good thing that Thara cut off his train of thought because it was untelling where it might end up. They still had to sit down and have a proper conversation about their feelings and what step to take next but right now this was good enough. ‘Thank you for stealing my heart’ held more meaning than those three words would of. It was a callback to the night where Frong was sure of what he felt. It was the sheer fact that they understood each other in a way no one else did. That is when Frong’s feelings started to blossom into something that was not quite love yet bigger than just a simple crush.

Thank you, P’Doctor. Thank you.

#kay answers #my engineer the series #my engineer #tharafrong #thara/frong #tharafrong fics #my engineer fics #thara x frong #frongthara #thara #frong #my engineer thara #my engineer frong

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rora-s · 3 years

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My Coming Out Story

Disclaimer: Due to the personal nature of this story names have been changed as to not reveal peoples identity. I’m not sure why I decided to post this story now. It’s something I’ve hadn’t written for awhile but never knew when or where to place it. I’m posting it now and I hope that if someone needs it now in their life they can read it and feel a little better about how things are going. When I was little I really didn’t have a concept of what gay was. I grew up in a loving christian home with my mechanical engineer turned youth minister mom and my current electrical engineer dad who was also the music leader at church for a number of years. There were also my three siblings of which I was the second oldest. My life revolved around church. It was literally where I went to preschool and I spent at least five days a week there well into my teenage years.

Growing up in this way wasn’t bad. I had a great community and family. However, that changed. I remember thinking during my elementary school days that I thought of guys and girls the same. The only thing was that I understood that when you get married girls marry guys and vice versa. That’s just how it was and I thought everyone felt the way I did. You just had to pair up like that.

I had heard the word gay and understood the concept of it when I was in elementary school thanks to my church and one kid at my school. My mom told me he was gay and I didn’t believe it because he was so nice and from what I understood gay meant bad. (He came out when we were in middle school and was one of my inspirations later on.)

Still the first time I had a personal connection with having that label was when some girls started a rumor that me and one of my best friends who was also female had kissed on the playground during recess. This was an outright lie and my violent tendencies at the time due to (at that time) unmedicated ADHD caused me to lash out and beat up the bully which got me sent to the principal's office. I didn’t tell anyone why I had beat up the girl just that she was being mean to my friend. As I was a frequent flyer in the office at that time they didn’t really question me all that hard anyway. Now that I’m older I can’t really tell you why I didn’t tell anyone what the girls said. Whether I was embarrassed, scared, or just too stubborn to give them an answer I don’t remember I just know I didn’t.

Fast forward to middle school and I was a far more awkward, less violent teen. At this point I was still pretty unaware of the world around me in regards to the LGBT. I knew that there were some kids in my grade that had come out as LGBT that kid I mentioned before among them. Still to me it was something that was viewed as a bad thing they were sinners. It was all what church had taught me whether it be explicitly by some or implicitly by the majority it was still something I picked up on as a child.

Then one day my mom told me that we had been invited by two of her friends from college to have lunch with them. It was at one of my favorite little cafes so I was really excited. She told me they were psychologists and that they were together. She also told me they were two men. I was shocked. I didn’t think gay people could have significant relationships like straight people. On top of that I couldn’t imagine my mom -- who by all accounts was the symbol of a perfect godly woman to my entire church community -- could be friends with them.

Her response to my shock: “We’re christians, they are not, we hate the sin but we love the sinner. Despite being gay they are still good people but since they aren’t christians we can’t hold them to the same standard as us. They simply don’t believe in it.” (I paraphrased but this is the general idea of the conversation)

It was the first time I had heard such a sentiment and I went into that lunch with a curious perspective. I was still a little shy so I didn’t ask about it but I watched them together, made note of their wedding bands (gay marriage wasn’t legal then but they were symbolic to them), and witnessed their love for each other. After that I started finding myself paying more attention to my peers who had come out. Many of which I ran in the same circles as. The more I watched and interacted and bonded with them the more my bigoted thoughts that gays were these lustful bad people faded and I realized they were normal people.

That’s when I realized something. Not everyone loves both guys and girls and just picks a side. I learned that bisexuality existed. The next step I took in my journey was repression. I was a christian. Christians were not gay. I was not gay. I could not be gay. I was just imagining it and it’s not a big deal. Afterall I still like guys so we're fine.

This lasted until my sophomore year of high school, choir class, and a girl with freckles, short multi colored hair, dazzling eyes, and the singing voice of an angel. The panic was real and my emotions would not shut up. I couldn't come to terms with it. With any of it.

I denied my feelings for most of that year until one day I was with two of my friends. We were all writers and talking about different stories we were working on. Then one of them paused in the middle of what she was saying and turned to me saying “these characters are gay. We know you don’t believe in that stuff but that’s what it is”

I looked back at her in shock and I responded with “that’s okay. I am a christian and while I might never practice that myself I’m okay with other people doing it. Hate the sin, love the sinner” my friend smiled at me and said that was the first time she’d heard such an accepting thing from a christian and continued telling us about her story as we headed to class.

I was glad I put a smile on her face and made her feel accepted but honestly I felt like a complete piece of garbage. I’d simply parroted back to hear all the stuff that had been shoved down my throat for my entire life. Did I really believe it though? I couldn’t stop thinking about that conversation for the rest of the week. I also couldn’t stop thinking about that girl from choir class but that was honestly nothing new.

About a week later our school had standardized testing going on. Which divided up kids into computer labs by grade and last name. Me and one of my guy friends we’ll call him Cane had luckily been seated near each other. During one of our breaks when we were allowed to talk. I went over and leaned on the desk next to him. He vented to me about how he had a crush on one of our mutual friends and was thinking about asking her out but was nervous. I gave him encouragement as best I could then he inquired whether I was interested in anyone. Before I really thought about it I answered yes. He asked who and after only a few moments of deliberation I admitted that it was the girl from my choir class. He acknowledged and agreed that she was cute before continuing on. I looked at him in surprise and pointed out to him that she was female. He said he knows and that it wasn’t that big of a deal if I liked girls. I thanked him and asked him not to tell anyone because I still wasn’t sure. He agreed to keep it under wraps but did tease me a little for my crush.

After that conversation. I finally took the leap and began to look up the LGBT community online. I found forums and support centers and ted talks and messages and christians saying that LGBT was okay. I was ecstatic but still I was worried so I prayed and the more I prayed and researched and talked with other LGBT people the more I felt like a giant weight had been lifted off my chest. Finally I could admit to myself that I was in fact bisexual and I was okay with that and so was my God.

I still wasn’t comfortable coming out to anyone yet. So I spent more time on online forums for LGBT youth and writers. I learned about the community and I embraced my crush on the girl in choir. Even though it didn’t pan out and I fell for a boy we’ll call him Reese and started dating him my junior year. It felt like things were going okay. I was able to tell one of my friends call them Alex finally that year and they intern told me that they were asexual. We were able to support each other in our closets and were happy.

During my Junior year even though my feelings for the choir girl faded I ended up meeting another girl in my Fire and Rescue class at the career education center that partnered with my high school. We’ll call her Polly. She was an incredible person, bright and beautiful and unabashedly herself all the time. We bonded over marvel movies and writing. Even though I was dating Reese at the time I was falling head over heels for this girl. It took me a while to figure it out as slowly me and Polly became better friends but I was developing feelings for her.

Finally, my senior I got the courage (with support of Alex) to come out to my main friend group. It was at a marching band competition and everyone was super supportive. My best friend you can call her April she said she wasn’t surprised and Reese who was still my boyfriend at the time said he loved me and would always support me and this didn’t change that. I even came back out to Cane again because I had genuinely forgotten that he already knew. He reminded me of what he said that day. That it didn’t matter and he wouldn’t tell a soul. They were all proud of me for owning who I was. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.

However, it couldn’t last. When I was telling April one of the band mom’s overheard and gave me a shocked and disgusted look. She didn’t say anything but she didn’t have to. She was known for being the gossip of the group and she was a religious friend of my moms. If she had overheard then it was only a matter of time before she told my mother.

I was terrified. When I got home from the competition I watched my mom to see if she was going to react at all to me. She didn’t and I realized she hadn’t been told yet. I was relieved but knew that I wanted to be the one to tell my mom. I didn’t want her to hear it from a secondary source, especially not the gossip. So I got on one of my forums and talked to some LGBT friends who encouraged me before I took a deep breath and headed into my parents room.

My dad was away on business so it was just my mother. I told her I had something to tell her and she gave me her attention. I explained that I had come to accept myself as I am and that I knew God had also accepted me as the way I am. I told her I was bisexual and waited watching her.

She stared at me for a long moment. Her face was a mixture of confusion and fear and the next words out of her mouth I will never forget she asked “does this mean you’re going to hell?”

I felt like someone had just pulled the floor out from under me. She didn’t understand and spent the next couple minutes trying to convince me I was mistaken or that this was wrong. We stayed civil and eventually she just said she needed to process this and sent me back to my room. I cried myself to sleep that night.

The next day at school I told my friends what happened and they comforted me. When I got back from school and band practice I hid in my room until that evening when my father got home from his business trip. He came to my door and told me we needed to talk. My younger sisters were banished to their room as me, my mom, and my dad - who had been told by my mom - sat in the living room to discuss the fact that I was gay.

Shortly after starting the conversation/argument a boy (Derek) who was like my older brother came over. He wasn’t biologically related to us but he had a key to the house, would often come over, referred to us as his siblings/parents, and was referred to by us as our brother/son. Me and him were very close and despite my parents wanting to send him to the other room I insisted he stay as things had already begun to get heated between me and my father.

Derek helped keep the tension down but there was still plenty of yelling. He acted as an impartial mediator for most of it. My dad yelled a lot, my mother cried, I both yelled and cried. It was a rough night. It ended with me storming back to my room. A while later Derek came to my room and talked with me. He explained that he didn’t understand or know if he agreed with it but he’d make the effort and be there for me. I thanked him.

My house after that was tense to say the least. My parents avoid the subject at all costs. My sisters knew thanks to the yelling that night but didn’t comment on it. The next time my mom brought it up was to tell me that I couldn’t tell my cousin about it because she would spread it to the rest of my dad’s side of the family. She also said I couldn’t tell her mother, my grandmother, because she had a heart condition and it could kill her. Sometimes I still wonder how my grandmother would have reacted had I told her before she died. She once told me she had a friend who was gay and that she cared about him deeply. I think she would have accepted me.

The first time my siblings brought it up was when me and my two younger sisters were left in the car while my mom ran into the store. We were listening to music and chatting when my sister asked “so how long did you know you were bi” I was surprised because up until then I hadn’t realized my sisters knew I was bisexual. I explained it to them briefly and asked what they thought of it. They both said they agreed that people should be able to love who they want to love. Though my sister Greta thought it was kinda gross because she didn’t get how two of the same gender could have sex. Still it didn’t change anything for them and they apologized for how our parents had been handling it. I was so thankful for their support.

By the end of my senior year I was out and proud to all of my peers. I came out to my friend Hannah and Derek's girlfriend Mary at the same time as a casual drop in a conversation. Neither reacted at the time but asked me about it later. Mary more directly wanting to understand as both her and Derek are very religious. While Hannah was more of making a comment about me eyeing a girl that I had a crush on and being obvious. I can’t remember when I came out to my older brother James who lives in a different city. However, he never really questioned it beyond being tense when I brought it up around our parents. I was becoming bold in my identity. I had even written a love poem about about girl (Polly) for an english class assignment to stick it too a homophobic teacher.

I ended up breaking up with Reese pretty early on my senior year as I realized what I felt for Polly. To this day I still consider my feelings for her the first time I fell in love with someone. I cared about Reese deeply and still do but only ever as a friend. Since we were in middle school people had been pushing us together and while we fit together on paper and from the outside. My feelings inside didn’t match and I didn’t want to lead him on. Polly was the one I truly wanted to be with but the same couldn’t be said for her. She had met a boy in her senior year and they were starting to talk. She really liked him and I was her main confidant for her feelings. I took them and I encouraged her to pursue a relationship with the boy because I knew she felt for him more than she did for me. She loved me but only as a friend. As her and her boyfriend got closer I worked to let go of my feelings for her gradually.

Meanwhile my parents were like a looming dark cloud and it felt like I was stuck in a cage of some sort anytime I left the shelter of my friends. This only got worse when I graduated that spring and summer rolled around. I tried to get out of the house as much as possible but I didn’t drive and this made things difficult. The relationship between me and my parents began to get more and more strained to the point I almost ran away one night after my mom punched me.

I began to view leaving for college that fall to be the holy land. My montra became that if I could only survive the summer I could make it. Me and my friend Hannah were going to the same college and going to be roommates. I was going to get to study what I loved and be who I was. I went into survival mode. Then the biggest mental strain hit.

Every year since I was nine years old I went to church camp for a week in the summer. I had been going longer than I was supposed to because my mom was a leader of the camp and my whole family got to go even Derek and Mary. Normally Hannah would come as well but she had something else come up that year and couldn’t. I knew the place very well and absolutely loved it. It was a time of year I looked forward to and couldn’t wait to go back too especially since I was now a worker at the camp instead of just a camper.

This year was tougher than most. I was given a lecture about not telling anyone that I was bisexual before I left because if they found out I was gay I wouldn’t be allowed to come back to camp. I was horrified at the idea and tried my best not to think about it. Even when I got a crush on my fellow female camp worker. It was a stressful week and it all culminated one night.

I can’t tell you whether I believed what I felt in that moment. It all felt like a blur like I was about to shatter under the weight of everything bearing down on me all the lying and fighting. I think part of me wanted to believe that me being gay could be prayed away that night and that I could just stop having to deal with all this pressure. So that’s what happened. I told one of my leaders and they asked me a bunch of questions like had I kissed a girl or had sex and then they prayed for me.

Afterward I told my mom and she literally cried about it hugging me and thanking God that I was healed. I felt sick and I threw up before I went to sleep that night.

I went to college that summer as a straight girl and I held on to that label for most of my first semester. I loved college. Me and my roommate/best friend Hannah met three great friends that first semester, Sylas, Kurt, and Randall. Sylas was busy a lot so we mostly hung out with Kurt and Randall. All of us played D&D together and had movie nights. Me and Hannah also found a christian group on campus and got settled there.

I thought I was happy with my life however I still felt sick and disjointed anytime the concept of homosexuality got brought up. It was a hard time and I prayed about it alot. I talked to some of my church friends about how I had turned back to straight. Until one day a video ended up in my recommendations and it was a ted talk. I clicked on it not realizing what it was and found that it was a gay christan woman talking about how these two factors don’t have to be mutually exclusive in life. I was riveted, I watched the entire video twice and felt my heart be convicted. God never wanted me to be straight; he never wanted me to change who I was. I loved me how I was. It was the people who had the problem.

The minute Hannah got back to the dorm I came back out to her. Her exact words were “ah so you finally figured that out”. I was so grateful to have her in my life and we talked for hours after that. Not long after I started coming out to people again and in turn Randall came out to us about how he was bisexual as well. I finally felt free again. Going back home that winter was tough, however, it was made better by the support of my friends with regular skype calls and group chat messages. Not to mention since my parents thought I was straight they weren’t pressuring me anymore.

When I went back to school things were still going great and I ended up meeting a girl named Eve in my EMT class. We immediately hit it off and started talking. It wasn’t long before I formed a huge crush on her but she was getting over a break up and I didn’t want to push. Still we became extremely close. Eventually, she did start dating a guy me and Hannah knew from a gamers club on campus. I had missed my shot. Then I went home for spring break and had to stay due to the COVID-19 pandemic. It was hard being away from my friends and stuck in my parents house. Still we all had regular skype D&D sessions and texted a lot on the groupchat.

During the months I was stuck at home I got a job working at the local Home Depot. I was excited to work as it was my first real job. My grandmother had owned a family business but I didn’t do much other than stock shelves there. Here I was a cashier and I enjoyed my job a lot even though it could get crazy. Then one day I was at my register and a fellow coworker I was aware worked in the paint department approached my register with a polar pop and asked where her wife was. I was confused and she noticed I was new and said not to worry about it and have a good day. I watched after her and saw her go up and greet my head cashier who was a female and give her the polar pop before heading back to the paint department. I was astounded.

Not long after I had it confirmed that her and the female head cashier were married. Another cashier came out to me as non-binary and another cashier told me her brother was gay and she’d be the loudest ally ever if anyone tried to mess with me. I felt accepted like nothing else. It was incredible to feel so validated and free to be myself in my workplace.

Going back to school that fall was difficult due to COVID-19. Me and my friends (Polly as well as she began attending college with us that year) could no longer host D&D at my and Hannah’s dorm like we did before because of the regulations. Thankfully Eve came up with a solution. She was the only one of us who lived off campus in a house she rented. We were welcome there anytime. I still had a massive crush on her and when I found out she had broken up with her boyfriend over the summer I almost asked her out. However, another guy had beaten me to it. We ended up going over to Eve’s house multiple times a week and I would go even when the rest of the group wasn’t before long I was sleeping over at her house regularly. Often when it wasn’t even planned. I was even dubbed the most responsible friend by her grandmother who absolutely loved me.

Then her boyfriend at the time dumped her. The entire group rallied to comfort and support her. She took it really hard and I stayed over for a weekend to make sure she was alright. My feelings really started to grow as we got more physically intimate with cuddling and laying in bed together still it was all considered platonic. I really wanted to ask her out but didn’t know when it was too soon. Hannah and Polly both encouraged me to ask her out.

Then another boy showed up in her life. I was greatly concerned and disheartened as their relationship was progressing in her typical pattern. I thought I had missed my chance. However, the boy made a fatal mistake as Eve is demisexual. She doesn’t like moving into physical contact beyond cuddling too quickly if at all and he started to push her to kiss him. She immediately stopped the relationship after he made overt moves that disregarded her clearly made boundaries and he was derogatory toward her.

About one or two weeks later I was over at her house one evening and we were talking about him and dating and life. I finally took a deep breath and told her there was something I needed to tell her and I was afraid it would ruin our friendship. I confessed to her that I liked her and wanted to date her. I didn’t ask her out specifically though because she has told me in the past she has trouble saying no so I left out the question and simply told her how I felt to do with what she felt was right.

She was shocked and immediately started smiling saying she liked me too. I was elated. We talked more about how we had been feeling and how we had both been worried about what the other would say and how she had been blind to my pining which apparently her last serious boyfriend had picked up on and was why he dumped her. (He later told her that he saw how we were together and began to see that me and her fit better than him and her and he wanted us to be together.) We started dating that night and I immediately called Hannah and Polly to tell them the news joking that since I couldn’t tell my parents that I wanted to tell them and they jokingly responded by giving Eve a talking to about not hurting me.

The next couple months were ups and downs but me and Eve had each other to support and our relationship was very steady. One night when I was having a depressive episode because of my school situation (I was failing my virtual classes). I called my brother James to vent to him. While he was comforting me I told him that I had a girlfriend and he was immediately accepting, asking all about her and acting like it was normal until I brought it up specifically her being female. He assured me it didn’t matter and that he still wanted to meet her but wouldn’t tell my parents.

That winter I had to go home again for break which would be a couple months. Eve gave me her spare PS4 and a headset so we could play games together long distance and we spent our last couple days together as much as we could. Prior to me leaving she surprised me with necklaces for us that were each half of the star wars rebels symbol. Her’s had the phrase “I love you” engraved on it and mine had the phrase “I Know”.

That winter I missed her even after going back to work and finding that another character that is a part time drag queen got added to the staff. They also pretty much adopted me and my head cashier came out to me as gender-fluid. All of them were proud to hear I had a girlfriend and I was finally able to tell someone not my family all about her. I missed her a ton. So me and Eve came up with a plan.

After some figuring with my parents she was able to come visit for a couple days between Christmas and New Years as my “good friend”. It was a great time. My three siblings that were there all knew she was my girlfriend, my little sisters having figured it out when the three of us were talking. One of my sister Georgie admitted that she was considering herself to maybe be asexual and my sister Greta (who at one point said being gay was gross) came out to me as also being bisexual. We all are able to support each other.

Eve’s visit went really well and my parents adored her and she adored my parents. Though it was stressful especially right after she left and my grandmother who was visiting asked -- at the dining room table where me, my grandparents, my parents, and all my siblings were sat-- “did your girlfriend leave?” There was a split second where me and my siblings shared a telepathic moment of panic before remembering that in my grandmother’s vernacular she simply meant my friend that was a girl and I simply answered yes.

As winter break moved along I began to discuss other options with my parents about my schooling. With my ADHD and my manner of learning, virtual classes were not working for me. I had failed most of my online classes meanwhile being near the top of my classes in my in person classes. It was an obvious disparity the only exception being my math class which was a hybrid class and I will admit was a failure mostly due to my lack of ability to understand math.

I’d already been considering the idea since my depressive episode calling James who’d been the one to suggest it during the fall semester. But now the conversation was whether or not I would sit out the spring semester. After some discussion and the fact that I didn’t have a job in my college town but did at home and Hannah wouldn’t be coming back to school after graduating early. Meaning I wouldn’t have a roommate. (Polly and me had a fight and are not on speaking terms). The decision was finally made I would not be returning to college in the spring.

It was a hard decision and I had to tell Eve. I took sometime to figure out what I would say since I knew it was going to be hard. Finally I worked out the words and told her that was going to be gone for longer than planned. I knew long distance would be hard and suggest we try to make plans to stay in closer contact with each other that way it wouldn’t be as bad. I’d told her when we first started dating that communication was the most important thing to me in a relationship.

A week passed and we didn’t really discuss it as we were both busy with our individual jobs. Then I got a text from her saying she wanted to talk. The next text I received was her breaking up with me. She said she didn’t want to be the only one making the effort to see each other since she had a car and license and I didn’t. She further said she didn’t want me to feel like I wasn’t getting what I wanted out of the relationship since she was into physical intimacy. She’d decided we should break up and that was that. But she still wanted to be friends because she liked my family.

I was very placated in my response. It was a complete shock. Both because it was over text and also it had seemingly come from nowhere. She’d never communicated such feelings to me.

I reassured her that I never felt like I wasn’t getting what I wanted out of the relationship. I also told her we could still be friends but that it would take us time to figure out our balance with each other.

I called texted James when it happened and he asked if I was okay. I responded with I don’t know and he immediately called me. We talked for a while and he comforted me about the situation. The next person I told was Alex. They comforted me as well and we figured out a day where we could hang out, watch movies and eat ice cream as the normal break up fix it. I was grateful for both their support.

I was hurt by Eve’s actions. I took a risk bringing her to my home with my parents. If they had found anything out about us. I don’t know what would have happened and to call it quits without even trying to work through it or communicate how she was feeling. It felt like I wasn’t worth the effort of her feelings or time and investment.

I’d made the first draft of this before the break up and the ending had read “I hope one day I will be be to get support from my parents as well but even if I can’t, I hope that I will st least be able to be my true self around them and introduce Eve as my girlfriend”

That’s changed now. I don’t just hope that I can introduce someone as my girlfriend I hope that whoever I bring home will be accepted by my family for who they are and me for who I am. I’m not straight. I never have been. I might marry a man someday I might marry a woman but whoever I bring home. I will still be bisexual and I will never stop trying to be a voice for those who can’t speak up. Once I’m not under my parents roof. I hope I can live my true life and help those who have been muzzled and closeted for far to long as I have.

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My mum knew when I was really young that I wasnt straight. Not that she consciously recognised it. I was the child she constantly told that love was love. I could love whoever I wanted and that was okay. I was the child that was constantly told by my parents that gays deserved rights and that they would always love me no matter what. I was the child they excitedly told when gay marriage finally became legal.

I grew up repressed with severe internalized homophobia issues. To the point where to this day I still severely struggle with it.

My grandad doesnt believe in gay rights. He thinks it's a phase. That these people are ill. The village I grew up in was very Christian. Being gay was wrong. It was disgusting. Gay people needed serious mental help (ironically half the people my age that grew up there have turned out to be part of the lgbtq+ community).

I went to high school in the neighbouring city. Where everyone around me talked about how disgusting being gay is. The fear of a gay person in the changing rooms was talking about constantly. Gay adoption and marriage was considered wrong. Liking people of the same sex was considered disgusting and uncomfortable.

I was terrified everytime I had to get changed for pe. I was terrified to just look at other girls. And it didnt help that the majority of my friends were boys. I didnt spend much time with girls. The one girl I was good friends with- was suddenly the source of rumours. Everyone at school knew before I did. Talked about if before I accepted it.

She's gay.

I denied it. I didn't believe I was for a second. Did everything I possibly could to prove I wasn't. And yet for my last 2 years at school everyone made jokes about my sexuality. Told me I was gay and in love with my friend. (Maybe I was. Maybe I wasn't. I refused to process my emotions properly back then.) They joked about how I was only straight until I was horny. That I was so obviously gay. But it was a joke. A mocking thing that made me feel so horrific that I did awful, horrific things to prove everyone wrong. Things I have to live with, that i hate myself for. Just becaus every time someone suggested I might be gay, all I could think of was 'it's so wrong.' 'Its disgusting' 'its cruel to children to be raised by gay parents' '1 in 5 people are gay, I sure as hell hope it's never going to be me' 'nobody wants to be gay, it's an illness.' 'I cant be around gay people, they make me uncomfortable' 'they'll stare at you in the changing rooms' 'they'll force themselves on you'

I still cant share a bed with another girl without being terrified. I cant be in the same room as another woman getting changed - I havent had to deal with PE in a decade. Havent heard those whispers in a decade.

Every time I become friends with another girl I'm terrified of what will happen when they find out I'm gay. I can't connect with them properly.

And sometimes. Sometimes I just truly hate myself. I hate the fact I find women attractive. That I'd rather spend the rest of my life with a woman rather than a man. Sometimes, often, I still find that disgust curling up in my stomach.

It doesnt matter that I dont live there anymore. That I now live somewhere so open and so easy to accept everyone and anyone. It doesnt matter that I've admitted it to myself, my family, and my friends. That I tell people so easily, I'm gay.

I'm still terrified of what would happen if people from my home found out. I still hear their conversations. Their mocking words. I still feel the effects of their homophobia. And sometimes I still wish I could pretend I was straight.

I was lucky to be born into such an open and accepting family. But by god, I wish I'd been brought up where I live now. I wish I didnt lie in bed hating myself so much at times. I wish I could be at peace with who I am. Rather than wishing I could go back in time and somehow change myself.

I remember telling my mum I was gay, and her not understanding why I was so distraught. Because 'you should know by now I love you no matter what' - and I didnt know how to tell her society, my friends, our community, were all going to despise me. Hate me. Tell me I told you so. I told my dad minutes after he said he wished his daughters were gay bc he hated dealing with the heterosexual drama and boyfriends. He couldn't understand why I was crying, because he wanted gay children. He had told me my whole life he would always love me no matter what. I was free to love whoever I wanted. And I didnt know how to tell him the world made me feel like I was disgusting and wrong and my existence was even worse than that of rapists.

And my grandpa, who I dont get on with, who doesnt really like me, who I was sure hated the gay community (and he has since admitted that if it was years prior he would have disowned me over sexuality) emailed me to tell me he was proud of me, that being gay wasnt wrong and he had been wrong about how he felt about the lgbtq+ community.

My grandad still thinks I'm going through a phase.

My best friend came out to me in tears, telling me he wished he had known we were both struggling, so we could have at least had each other.

When I finally told my other friends. There was no 'I told you so's' suddenly talking about sexuality wasnt a thing. It was a taboo topic nobody wanted to deal with. The girl everyone joked I was in love with, slowly disappeared from my life.

It's funny until it's true. And that's when you really realise the jokes were really, truly jokes. They didnt believe what they were saying. They just enjoyed the rise they got out of you.

And when I think about being a teenager. Despite the fact its ten years long. The only thing I can truly remember is the internal and external homophobia. Everything else feels hazy. The good times. The bad. It's all a fog that's over-taken by the self-loathing that I still carry.

I wish I could tell my teenage self that it gets better.

I wish my parents would believe me when I tell them I dont blame them for living where they did. We couldn't afford to move. They loved me, they love me, and that's what matters.

I wish I hadnt spent so long chanting 'I'm not gay' before bed. Because I knew from the age of 13, and spent the rest of my teen years in denial. Telling myself I was wrong.

But then I see my sister. My sister who is 10 years younger than me. Who had a big sister come out when she was just 8 years old (I came out at 18, yet spent a further 2 years trying to prove I wasnt. I came out too early. But I figured myself out. Accepted myself more, with the help of my family, and my best friend). She has grown up with more progressive media. Has moved to a more progressive place. Hell, her school has an lgbtq+ club. She has one (1) straight friend. She came out as bisexual at 12. But the older shes getting she thinks that her male crushes were caused by heteronormality and she thinks she might be gay. And shes open. Shes proud. Shes unapologetic in who and what she is.

I think about my self hatred. My self-loathing. About my internalised homophobia. I think of every night I spent lying in bed thinking 'One in five people is gay, it's not me. It won't be me. I'm not gay.' And I look at my little, wonderfully, unapologetically herself, little sister. And I think, that every struggle I've ever been through is worth it. If she gets to feel proud of herself because I've come out. Because my parents had to move bc of me. Because I've done everything I can to support her. To love her. To pretend to love myself for who I am in front of her.

Every day I struggle, I think to myself she doesnt have to. I'm one of the last millennials. She's gen z. And shes not my kid. But theres such a large age gap that I feel that generational difference. And I can't have children of my own. And suddenly, I find myself understand what my parents mean when they say that their suffering was worth it whenever they see us gain something out of it. Making things easier for someone you love, for someone so young, it makes it almost feel like it was worth it.

That trauma is going to stay with me. But my coming out too early, is what had my sister questioning her own sexuality. And it happened early enough in her life. She was questioning it before she hit her teens. She told me she knew she liked girls before she hit ten. But she wasnt too sure what that meant. And she wa worried because biphobia in our family is bad. But the we moved away. And she was watching adventure time and steven universe. And I was suddenly openly accepting myself and flirting with girls. And making jokes about my sexuality. And she came out. So young. So proud. And my parents were accepting of her bisexuality (albeit worried about how the rest of the family would react). And I did what I could to support her. Buying badges and flags and taking her to pride. And now shes come out as fully gay and I'm so happy and hoe safe she felt her journey has been. That at 15 she isnt scared to tell her friends (and they're not afraid to tell her). At 15 she might actually have a girlfriend. And shes been to pride. Goes to pride.

And I am so, so proud of her.

I would love to go back in time and tell myself that it's okay to accept who I am. But I cant.

But my sister grew up knowing it was okay to accept who she was. And my coming out helped my best friend accept who he was.

I didnt have any lgbtq+ friends growing up (that I knew about). There were no clubs. No tv shows. My only support was my mum and my dad.

My sister has a club. She has our family. Her friends. Her school (no awful changing room comments. No snide remarks) She has an open and accepting community. I feel so relieved that she'll (hopefully, pls universe, be kind to her) never have the same experiences I did.

#this is a shitty rant #i dont know where my head is tonight #i guess im just depressed #and wanting hugs #and its that stupid anniversary coming up #so i guess im hating myself a little more #my sister just recame out last week #so maybe that also is playing a part #im so proud of her #i love her #ignore #long post

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Blog Post #1 Examining Youth Culture

I loved watching the show Euphoria the best out of all of the assigned movies and shows. It’s been something I’ve been wanting to watch for a while so I thought this was the perfect opportunity to binge the whole season. The movies and shows assigned to watch were, Euphoria, The Breakfast Club, Mean Girls, Mid-90’s and KIDS. I know... That’s so fetch, right? Throughout each film, there were tons of astounding characters, some being well known throughout society. Perhaps Regina George rings a bell to anyone? However, despite all of the fantastic characters in each work, I feel as if I identify with Rue from the show Euphoria the most. I feel the most connected to Rue because she is a young teenage girl who has to deal with mental health issues but also the fact that she has fluid sexuality. She likes men, women and just gravitates towards anyone she feels connected to. I'm part of the LGBTQ+ community so the amount of representation I felt in the show was slightly overwhelming. Especially since many older shows and films lack representation so when something arises with more LGBTQ+ representation it makes me happy. I also know how it feels to be in Rue’s shoes, especially with her relationship with Jules in the show. The whole season is a rollercoaster of Rue and Jule’s relationship and as the season progresses Rue finally takes the leap of faith and kisses Jules. **Sorry if I spoiled it for anyone** I’ve been in situations with past relationships where I liked a girl for so long but never could make the move and it was interesting to see Rue’s confidence build and I think her becoming sober helped with that aspect. An article titled The Unicorn Scale written by bi.org it discusses the different sexualities and identities of the characters in the show. It states that Rue, “Rue’s sexuality seems to be unexplored but fluid, she is clearly interested in men, women, and everyone else. Rue’s bisexuality is not shown as the cause or causing her drug addiction, it is simply another facet of who she is. Her nerves seem limited to the normal anxieties we feel for our first love” (The Unicorn Scale: Euphoria) Rue’s character also goes through many ups and downs throughout the season. She struggles with drug addiction and staying sober. She lost her Dad to cancer and had to have her younger sister find her overdosed in her room. Three common themes I’ve noticed in each of these films and shows are one, family dynamic/struggles, sex, and, coming of age moment.

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The first theme, family dynamic/struggles is relatable to youth culture because growing up as a young adult or teenager can bring a lot of family issues. For example, in the movie MID90’S the main character Stevie is physically abused by his brother Ian. In one scene, Ian barges through Stevie's room in the middle of the night and punches him repeatedly. There is also no father in the picture and his mother is a single mom. So this could contribute to some of the reasons why Ian abuses Stevie. He could be taking out his anger in the only way he knows how and that’s with violence. I feel that people, especially young men struggle with dealing with their emotions and healthily expressing them. This theme also relates to me because I struggle with family issues and throughout the years it has taken a toll on my mental health. We also see in the movie KIDS the family dynamic and how it affects the main character, Telly. In one scene they show Telly’s mom taking care of the baby in their small city apartment. Telly asks for money and the mom says she doesn’t have any to give. Telly goes out and says he will be back later. The mom is so focused on the baby that she is not paying close attention to her son and what he is doing. This negatively affects Telly because he gets into the wrong group of people. This happens often without young people, it's a form of negligence that can lead people down the wrong path.

Another example is the dynamic between Nate Jacob's and his father in the show Euphoria. From a young age, Nate has been intimidated and scared by his father. In one scene, Nate’s father comes into his room and tells him how he played in the football game. Nate and his father get into a physical altercation and Nate starts to beat his head repeatedly against the floor. The second theme of sex is a big issue in most of these films and tv shows. When viewing and studying youth culture I’ve noticed how sex is a big part of a young person's life. Especially when I was in high school, sex was a majority of what people were talking about and it always mattered who was hooking up with who. I didn’t necessarily care for it and I had my experiences later in my life and at the end of the day, I don’t think it’s worth the hype and stigma around it. There are more things to do and talk about than sex. In the movie KIDS for example the main discussion of the film was sex and how the main character Telly wanted to have sex with virgins because they were seen as pure and innocent and he had the power to take that away from them. In the movie MID90s, the character Stevie has his first sexual experience and it was very real for many young people. In the scene, he starts to shake and get nervous, in an interview conducted and written by Slate Culture, asks Jonah Hill, the director of the Mid90s film, about the scene. Jonah states, “To me, showing it as harsh and as honest as it was back then was the point. You know? The point that this kid is terrified and shaking during his first sexual experience. And we get to see that as the audience. And he only gets happy and excited once he realizes it’s his currency to raise up through the group And that’s a fucked-up lesson that a lot of people now are having to unlearn from this time period And to me, I just wanted to show how that was and let the audience see that for what it is” (Bloomer) When you have your first sexual experience it can be a very nerve-wracking moment and in youth culture, the sexual experience is different for many and I believe it's split between boys and girls. As portrayed in these films for the young men, when they have sex it’s a powerful experience that boosts their confidence when they tell the group of guys they are associated with. For girls, it’s a moment that is more kept to themselves and cherished in a sense.

Being that I identify as a lesbian my experience doesn’t follow the heterosexual story so it’s interesting to me to see how the experience can be for heterosexual people. Lastly the last theme of a coming of age moment. I feel that when you are a young teen there is always this hope that you will have this coming of age moment like in the videos. I feel that Hollywood does a good job of exaggerating what a coming of age moment is for a teen. The film that is a clear example of a coming of age moment is the iconic Breakfast Club. According to the source, Movies, “The Breakfast Club (1985) is perhaps one of the best examples of a classic ‘coming of age’ plot. The film details the lives of five high schoolers stuck in a weekend detention together, only to have the misfit gang bond together despite their differences. This cast of characters are delineated by the conventional roles they fill: the Outcast, the Princess, the Jock, the Basket Case, and the Brain” (Holderbaum) The Breakfast Club shows how highschoolers defeated the stigmas and social scale of highschool. This connects to me a lot because high school was a very difficult time for me. Just like the movie we watched Mean Girls, I was at the bottom of the social ladder because I was different from a lot of people. Being a lesbian, out in highschool isn’t fun especially when you have guys who say “I can change that”. Despite the exaggeration by Hollywood with this big coming of age moment, I believe that my coming of age moment just like the Breakfast club was defeated the social ladder and being a confident, strong, lesbian at the end of my high school career.

The soundtrack of a film, TV series impacts the narrative of a story because it can uplift any emotion or feeling a character is feeling or trying to portray. The soundtrack can make or break a film/show. The soundtrack is a narrative of the story and can bring chills down your spine when watching a film. If a soundtrack is not done well the movie is not as impactive. In the movie the Breakfast club mostly everyone knows the famous song Don’t You and the iconic last scene. If it wasn’t for that song I believe the movie would not have been as famous. The playlist I made called Adolescent experience is a list of 10 songs that define me and myself growing up as a young teen trying to figure herself out. The first song on my playlist is, Electric Feel by MGMT, this song was one of the first songs that I listened to when I got my first iPod. The feeling it gave me felt like I was in an indie film when I would listen to it on long car rides. The second song on my playlist is What You Know by the Two Door Cinema Club. This song helped me with coping with my feeling of being lonely and feeling like I had no one to connect with, especially with being a young teen still stuck in the closet. The third song on my playlist is Little Secrets by Passion Pit. The band Passion Pit was one of the first bands I ever discovered and fell in love with. The fourth song I have in my playlist is 1901 by Phoenix. Anytime I listen to this song it gives me this feeling that I can accomplish anything. The fourth song is All For Us from the show Euphoria and sung by Zendaya and Labrinth. I love this song because it reminds me of the love I carry to many people in my life and how it can be tiring doing things for love all the time. The next song, Work by Rihanna is one of my favorite songs to dance to and it reminds me of a great memory of my middle school best friend Nina and me. The seventh song is Butterflies by Kacey Musgraves, this song is very meaningful to me because it's me and my girlfriend's song and it’s a reminder of the growth I have made within myself and my love life. The eighth song is Cruise by Florida Georgia Line, this was the first country band I started listening to when I was younger and the band reminds me of a very traumatic experience in my life. The ninth song is Man I Feel Like A Woman by Shania Twain. This song strikes a happy memory in my childhood because when all of my siblings were little and would be in my mom's suburban driving down the road we would sing this with her. The last song on my playlist is The Less I Know The Better by Tame Impala. This song just gives me an overall feeling of happiness and it was a song I listened to a lot when I was in a really good spot mentally.

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I’m Gonna Stand By You

I Take Pride In What I Am 2020 Prompt: Brave Pairing(s): Silver & Gray, Rogue & Gray, Silver x Mika

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Summary: Gray didn't plan on coming out at his grandfather's 59th birthday dinner, but he couldn't take even one more of his grandfather's hateful opinions. Worried at how his family will react he hides away only to learn that he is not alone.

Gray age 15, Rogue age 12

June 1, 2006

The atmosphere had always been different whenever Gray’s grandparents were around. Tense and uncomfortable, and Gray knew that it had everything to do with his grandfather. It was a shame, really. His grandmother was actually quite nice, but he hadn’t looked forward to seeing her in a long time, and it was safe to say that he wasn’t the only one who felt that way.

Argent Fullbuster was an intimidating man. He was strict and harsh in his opinions, which he never kept to himself. On the contrary, he’d belt them out to anyone who would and wouldn’t listen, never being subtle when he voiced his criticism.

And he criticized a lot.

Few things seemed to be up to his standards. Even when he’d give his praise, he’d always find a flaw, and he never hesitated to point it out.

He’d commented on one of Gray’s passes when he’d come to watch one of his hockey games, even though they’d played an amazing game and won. He’d told Rogue he could’ve gotten a higher grade for his essay if he’d tried harder, even though he’d scored the highest grade in his class. Their parents were never spared either.

No one ever spoke too much about it, but now that Gray was a little older, he was more aware of how his parents’ behavior would change, starting well before a visit.

His mother would fret about cleaning the house, what to prepare for dinner, or making sure Gray and Rogue looked presentable. His father would become distant or get moody, burning through his cigarettes in no time.

Gildarts made sure not to be around, and Gray guessed that was a good thing. He couldn’t imagine the man keeping his mouth shut the way his parents did when Argent would go off about whatever displeased him. Cana had downright said she didn’t like him and would stay with her own grandparents whenever she got the chance.

Gray could see the extra effort his mother would always put in to please Argent, but it never seemed to make any difference. He and Rogue would too, they’d speak more politely and mind their manners. But Gray was getting sick of conforming to his grandfather’s impossible standards.

He was 15 years old. He didn’t want to be told what to do, what to say, or how to act anymore. And he certainly didn’t want to waste his energy on someone who would never accept him as he was anyway.

Gray had suspected that he wasn’t straight for a while now. He received plenty of attention from girls, something he didn’t always enjoy but certainly wouldn’t complain about either. Still, he couldn’t deny he was attracted to guys too. It took him some time to figure it out. At first, he’d mistaken it for admiration or maybe even jealousy, until he realized that he didn’t want to be that guy.

He wanted to be with that guy.

Grandpa Fullbuster, of course, had a very outspoken opinion about faggots, as he called them.

He’d use the slur whenever he saw fit. Watching a sports game and the ref made a call he didn’t agree with? Faggot. Someone cut him off on the road? Faggot. A man acting or presenting in any way that didn’t match his definition of manly? Definitely a Faggot.

Gray had so hoped that the subject wouldn’t come up today when his parents had invited his grandparents for dinner to celebrate Argent’s 59th birthday. He was already having trouble dealing with the usual scrutiny his grandfather was delivering, struggling to keep his expression neutral and his mouth shut. But then, right after dinner, when they were sitting in front of the tv, there was an item about the annual pride event on the news.

“Pah! What’s there to celebrate? All these faggots do is make themselves look like fools!” Argent boomed. He took a sip of his scotch, then raised his glass at the tv as if he was addressing the people on the screen directly, “You’re all going to hell, you can be proud of that!”

The awkwardness that followed was smothering, and Gray looked at his family members curiously to see their responses. His grandmother fiddled with the purse on her lap. His mom was putting the dishes in the dishwasher, not giving the matter any attention whatsoever. Rogue was reading a book, only glancing away from the pages for a second before ignoring the situation again. His dad was just staring at the tv with a blank expression like he’d do so many times when Argent went off about something.

No one said or did anything. And although it was nothing new, today it was the last straw for Gray. He got off the couch abruptly and stormed out of the room before he could say something stupid.

“Where are you going?” Rogue asked, following his movements.

“To hell, I guess.”

Like that.

Gray could hear a plate shattering on the floor and a commotion rising, but he didn’t stop to listen. He slammed the door of his bedroom shut and flopped down on his bed, putting in a pair of earphones and raising the volume of his mp3 player as high as it could go in a bid to drown out the sound of his grandfather’s yelling.

Whatever he had to say, Gray didn’t want to hear it anymore.

When his dad came into the room a few songs later, he was still laying in pretty much the same position, music blasting into his ear as he tried to calm his angry thoughts. Gray paused the song, ready to face a scolding for disrupting the peace, or a demand for an apology which he was unwilling to give.

Gray certainly didn’t expect his dad to sit down next to him on the bed and burst out laughing. That’s it, he thought, all the research he was continually doing for his work must have gone to his old man’s head. Either that, or he was going senile at a very young age.

“What’s so funny?” Gray huffed.

“I just can’t believe that out of the very few people I have ever seen brave enough to defy my father like that, one of them is my teenage son!” his dad chuckled, wiping a tear from his eyes. “Man, I haven’t seen him that pissed since the time I told him I was dating a guy…”

“What?” Gray’s eyes widened in surprise, and he sat up, “What do you mean?”

His dad regained his composure and turned more serious, but the smile never faltered. “I’m sorry, kid. If I’d realized, I would have told you this sooner,” he apologized, “Maybe then you would’ve had someone to talk to and known you’re not alone.”

“I’m bisexual,” Silver admitted, and suddenly his behavior around Argent made even more sense to Gray than it already had.

“Wow, that sucks,” Gray blurted out, still stunned by his father’s revelation. “Not the bisexual part, I’m pretty sure I am too, but…you’ve had to deal with that asshole’s bullshit for all those years?”

“Yep,” Silver laughed, but Gray wasn’t fooled. He could sense something painful his dad was trying hard not to let show, and Gray hated to think about what it would’ve been like for him, growing up with a father like Argent.

“It does suck, but I’m used to it. At this point, I just try to ignore it. You know how he is, he won’t change his mind, and nothing we do is ever good enough for him anyway.”

“Right,” Gray rolled his eyes,” Is he gone already?”

“Yeah, he tried to yell at me for my less than adequate parenting skills, but I told him I had something more important to do.”

“But wouldn’t that mean that his parenting skills were also inadequate?” Gray pointed out.

”Good luck getting him to admit to anything like that,” Silver shrugged in resignation, “Anyway, your grandmother was able to convince him to take her home before he lost it.”

Gray had to admit he was surprised to hear his father had stood up for him against his grandfather, he’d never expected it given how his father seemed to be off in his own world whenever Argent was around.

“He was furious, though, won’t that make trouble for you guys?”

“Let me and your mother worry about that,” Silver said reassuringly as he pulled Gray into a tight hug. “Honestly, at this point in my life, I could care less about his opinion.”

“You’re my son, and I’m proud of you for being brave enough to stand up for what you believe in.” He kissed the top of Gray’s head, patting his shoulder before letting go.” I know it’s not easy to do.”

Gray still couldn’t get over how everything had gone down. Just a few weeks ago, he’d been trying to figure out whether to tell his parents at all, not sure how they would react to his news. He’d never expected it to go this smoothly, and he certainly never expected to learn his father was the same.

“When did you know you were, you know?” Gray wasn’t sure if he was overstepping boundaries, but he’d never met anyone else who felt the same way he did, and he had so many questions.

“Bisexual,” Silver enunciated as Gray gawked at him with wide eyes, “It’s okay to say it, it’s not a dirty word, and it’s not something I ever want you to feel bad about, okay? I was never able to be proud of who I was when I was growing up, I always felt like I had to hide it. The last thing I want is for you to experience that.”

He scratched his head, “As for your question, I think I always knew, I just wasn’t really at liberty to say or do much about it. Things are a little better now,” he smiled in encouragement.

“What about you?”

Gray gave a half shrug, suddenly feeling shy after all his earlier bravado.

“It’s okay,” Silver ruffled his hair, “I know you’re not much of a talker, you don’t have to share anything if you don’t want to. There are some things I won’t be able to share with you either.”

“What’s it like to date a guy?” Gray asked eagerly.

His father peered at him, the corner of his eyes crinkling, before giving him his answer, “Well, the first time can be kind of nerve-wracking, like most firsts usually are, but ultimately it all depends on how you feel about each other. If you find someone you really love, the rest just becomes less relevant. It’s the same for dating women.”

For a moment it seemed like his father had once gone again off to whatever world he escaped to whenever his grandfather was around, but just when Gray was about to say something, his father turned to him with a teasing grin.

“So what about you? Have you dated anyone? I remember what it was like to be on a sports team, I doubt things have changed that much.”

“Not exactly,” Gray muttered, not really wanting to get into the few hookups he’d had when he was trying to figure stuff out.

“Is Mom not coming in?” he looked to the door, wanting to change the subject but also finding her absence decidedly strange.

When Gray glanced back at his father he thought he caught the barest traces of sadness on his face, but it was quickly replaced by a blank expression, making him wonder if he’d just been imagining it.

“I wouldn’t read too much into it. Your brother got a little spooked with the yelling,” Silver explained, “She’s making sure he’s okay.”

Gray nodded his understanding, but remembering the clatter of the plate breaking as he stormed out of the room, he couldn’t help but worry that maybe there might be more to it than that.

“Hey,” Silver was quick to reassure him, “unlike my father, your mother will always love you no matter what. Remember that.”

“Okay.”

“I know you probably have a lot more questions, but there are some things I want to talk about first.”

Gray slipped him a curious glance, unsure of what his father wanted to talk about, but he settled down to listen.

“I want you to be careful. Things have gotten better over time, people are more accepting, but unfortunately, there are still plenty of them who aren’t. Don’t engage them, you never know what they’re capable of.”

“And speaking of being careful, that applies to sex as well. Always use protection, whether you’re with a man or a woman, because-”

“Yes, dad, I get it!” Gray interrupted. He’d had the talk with his dad already and had no intention of repeating the experience.

“Alright, alright,” he glanced at Gray with a mischievous grin, “Wanna really piss off your grandfather?”

“What did you have in mind?” Gray couldn’t help but smile at seeing the excitement on his father’s face.

“Well, the Pride parade in Crocus is on Saturday, wanna go?” Silver twisted his wedding ring as he waited for an answer. “I always wanted to go to one.”

“Sure,” Gray replied, feeling closer to his dad than he had in a long time and wanting to experience his first parade with him, “I’d love to go.”

“Maybe we can all go!” Silver exclaimed eagerly, “Come on, let’s go find your mom.” He hurried out of the room, and Gray chased after him, caught up in his excitement.

When they reached the living room, they were greeted by the sight of Mika talking to Rogue quietly. There was something about it that made Gray feel uneasy, but his dad didn’t seem to notice.

“We’re all going to attend the pride parade in Crocus this Saturday,” Silver announced with a smile.

“Crocus? That’s quite a ways away,” Mika reasoned, “Don’t you think we should discuss it first?”

“What’s there to discuss?” Silver asked, stiffening at the apparent lack of enthusiasm coming from his wife.

“Silver, I get that this is exciting for you, but this is about Gray, not you.”

“And just what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“I’m not having this discussion here,” Mika countered, her lips pressed into a thin line.

“Fine!”

Silver yanked the sliding door that led out to their deck open, storming outside. Mika turned to look at Gray and Rogue, flashing them a half-smile, “Everything’s gonna be just fine.”

She followed her husband outside, gently closing the door behind her.

Gray’s eyes were fixed on his parents, and although he couldn’t hear their words, his father was obviously upset. He watched as his mother tried to put a hand on his father’s shoulder only to have him shrug it away and step back. He didn’t really understand what the fight was about, but it seemed much too hostile to just be about whether they were going to attend an event or not. And he couldn’t help but feel that it was his fault that they were fighting.

“Do you want to play a video game?” Rogue asked, getting up and turning away from the sliding door, drawing him away from the guilt that was gnawing away at him.

“Yeah, sure, it’s not like we’re doing much good up here,” Gray agreed, giving one last look at the arguing couple before following his brother downstairs to the entertainment room that their dad and Gildarts had set up in the basement.

“Which one do you want to play?” he asked as he turned on the tv and the game console, searching through the games they owned.

“Co-op fighter?” Rogue suggested with a small smile, “We can pretend to kick grandpa’s ass.”

“If only,” Gray snorted and inserted the game, grabbing a controller for each of them. He wasn’t sure what he’d expected from his brother but was glad to find that he didn’t seem to be making a big deal out of the situation.

“I’m sorry for causing a scene, heard the old bastard freaked you out a little,” he apologized as he picked his fighter, waiting for Rogue to choose his.

“It wasn’t your fault,” Rogue shrugged, “He was the one who made the scene. It’s so stupid, we always have to behave around him, but he’s the one who can’t act like a decent human being. You should’ve seen him, he went rabid.”

“I seriously don’t understand how Dad came from that man,” Gray grumbled, “they are so different.”

“Yeah, I feel bad for him sometimes, I guess that’s why he always acts like he’s off somewhere else while they’re here,” Rogue noted, “And poor mom is stuck serving Grandpa while he sits there saying shit about dad.”

Hearing his brother mention their mom reminded Gray that he still had no idea how she had reacted to his announcement.

“Hey uh, what did mom say after I left?” he asked hesitantly. His worries regarding her opinion still bugged him. The response she’d given when his dad mentioned the plan for Saturday, and the fact that his parents were having a fight over it had only worsened them.

“Not much, just that it was going to be okay and that I should come to you and dad with my questions.”

“Oh,” Gray looked down at his controller, trying not to feel disheartened by that. He guessed it wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t what he was hoping to hear either.

“She isn’t disappointed in you or anything,” Rogue added quickly, “I think she was just overwhelmed. There was a lot of yelling.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” Gray forced himself to smile at his little brother, not wanting to stress him out any further. He gestured toward the screen, “You ready to go?”

“So are you gay?” Rogue asked, still scrolling through the different character options to pick his fighter.

“Ish? I like both, so that makes me bisexual,” Gray spoke the word confidently like his dad had told him to, remembering their conversation.

It was the first time he’d used it to refer to himself, and though he’d thought it would make him nervous - like there was no turning back from it anymore- he just felt right. It wasn’t any different than saying he played hockey. It was only another part of who he was, and his dad was right, he should be proud of it. No matter what others might have to say.

“That’s cool,” Rogue replied much in the same way he said anything, finally settling on a character. “All set.”

Gray snorted at his response, wondering what else he could have possibly expected from his brother. “Let’s do this.”

They played for a while, waiting for their parents to call them back upstairs, but when it didn’t happen, Gray forced himself to focus on the game. Trying to beat the waves of enemies helped him distance himself from what was going on.

“Hey, Gray?” Rogue spoke up in the middle of a boss fight, “Do you think they have video games in hell?”

Gray peered at him curiously, wondering where that had come from. “No idea, why?”

“Just wanna know because you suck so much I’m afraid we might not finish this game before we get there.”

Gray gawked at him for a moment before collapsing into a fit of giggles, “Man, I sure hope mom and dad weren’t counting on too many grandchildren.”

“What are you doing?! You got us both killed!” Rogue protested with such outrage that it only made Gray laugh even harder.

Gray’s expression softened as he studied his brother. “Guess we’ll just have to finish it in hell then.”

“I’d rather finish it now, just in case the rumors of blazing infernos are true, thank you,” Rogue rolled his eyes, setting up the game for another try. “And just so you know, you’re on grandkid duty. You like both, so you still have a chance of making it happen.”

“No promises,” Gray smirked, he did like girls, but he seemed to be more interested in boys at the moment.

“True,” Rogue said matter-of-factly, “Who’d want to date you?”

“You’re alright, kid,” Gray declared with a lingering chuckle, ruffling Rogue’s hair in the way his brother absolutely hated.

“And you’re annoying,” Rogue pouted, “but you’re also pretty badass for giving gramps the big fuck you.”

“That did feel good,” Gray confessed, getting up to grab a soda from the mini-fridge and tossing one to his brother.

Gray felt relief knowing that his father and brother both supported him. As for his mother, he decided to trust that she would love him no matter what, just as his father had said. There wasn’t much else he could do until he had a chance to talk to her.

He wondered what the outcome of their parents’ fight would be, hoping that they would still be allowed to go to the parade. It seemed important to his dad, even if he had framed it as a way to piss off Argent, and Gray wanted to offer him the same support he’d been given. It was easy to see there was a story there, and he hoped that someday his father would trust him with it.

As for the game, they never did end up finishing it, too wound up by everything that had happened to stay focused, but Gray felt closer to Rogue than ever. He made himself a promise that he would always have his back, and if anyone ever had the balls to give his little brother a hard time for who he was, Gray would give them hell.

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