Erm...when I said I listened to cable tv...i might have lied a little when I only said I thought of the autistic idiots...i might have made a silly UHF edit too.....
I legitimately love sam, hes such a cool idea and he inspired me to make my own oc, he and ash parallel constantly, they bot hare rude and sharp tonged toward each others and others, the soundtrack is also quite fun, Sams possession theme being one of my favotines
Jonathan is asexual and Arygle is pansexual and they like to smoke and give each other lazy kisses while cuddling and watching awfully made romcoms because I said so.
Okay, I really love how many lgbtqia+ identities are slowly becoming accepted as normal by many but it’s getting under my skin that aro/ ace identities are not as normalized or talked about. We are just as valid as the rest but I’m always hearing stuff like “oh your to young to know,” “you’ll find the right one,” “your just confused,” and “how do you know you don’t like it if you don’t have it” plus so much more. On top of everything is amatonormativity and allonormativity, like why do we’re as a society view sex and romance as a default and alienate those who don’t/ can’t experience them. And the fact that many people, even some queer people don’t even know what these identities are, like we are so underrepresented and rarely acknowledged to the point where own community doesn’t know who we are. There is also all of the misconceptions and stereotypes around us to which I’m not even going to touch in this post.
Argyle lit a blunt, he lay down and hung his head over the end of the bed, letting his hair collect on the floor, as he mellowed out alongside Jonathan, who was lying next to Argyle on his stomach propping himself up with his elbows, taking the occasional puff of the cigarette, a chilled out smile on his face
Argyle felt his face burn hot when he looked at Jonathans small, drug induced smile, for some reason, he couldn't tear his eyes away from Jonathans lips, something about them seemed so enticing...Argyles hair hid his burning cheeks as he sat up, but he couldn't stop himself from staring, no matter how he tried, his eyes were always drawn back to Jonathans face, his cheeks were red as he gently cupped Jons face in his hand, Jonathan also beginning to blush as he felt Argyles hand on his cheek, looked up into his eyes
“...Argyle...? Whats wrong-?”
Jonathan asked, smoke escaping his lips, but Argyle was fixated on his face, there was just...something so...tempting about Jonathans lips, they looked so soft, like a kiss from them would feel like an angels, after a few seconds of staring blankly in fascination, Argyle pulled Jonathans face close, the kiss was everything he hoped...It was like magic...
After a few short moments, Argyle gently let go of Jonathans face, which was now red as he tried to figure out what exactly just happened through his flustered panic, did...did Argyle...really just...kiss him-?
And...Did it feel...Good...?