Fe Aspec Week Day 4: Acceptance
This week on I Accidentally Made Myself Sad With My Own Angst :( As much as I know Forsyth would be the most accepting person in all of Valentia, I think his own insecurities/mindset would cause a bit of tension during his childhood with Python. It has a happy ending but I wanted to explore just a bit of that first...
“Python!”
Forsyth’s tiny hands trembled, clutching the gift that he’d bought with his very own money. His father didn't need to know.
Python scrambled down the big oak tree to meet him. He tugged at the dress his father probably made him wear for the holiday. His hair had already come loose from it's braid, likely caught on the twigs and leaves of the tree. Forsyth waited anxiously at it's base for him to come down.
When he arrived, Forsyth shoved the box forward. He startled both of them with the force of it.
“I – I – I have this. For you. Will you – I mean – I would –” Forsyth’s cheeks burned red. It was clear what he was asking. There would be no other reason you’d give someone a perfectly wrapped package of sweets on the Day of Devotion unless you were asking them the question.
Python looked down at it. The two had been friends for so long, it took only a second for Forsyth to understand exactly what it meant.
“Oh…” He felt his stomach twist up in a knot. His throat started to constrict. “I know Father doesn’t like you, but he doesn’t much like anyone. S-so we can make it work!”
“Fors…”
“We could keep it a secret!” Then, in desperation, “we could – we could run away together!”
“Fors!” Python whined. “C’mon, you know we’re too young for that!” With one hand he took the chocolates, and the other took Forsyth's arm. “We’re supposed to be climbing trees and playing pranks on Teacher – not doing gushy grown-up love stuff.”
Forsyth bit his lip. He didn’t think it was gushy at all. He didn’t trust his voice to speak; with one word he may just start bawling right here. The last thing he needed was to be scolded for being so emotional.
Python beamed as if he hadn’t just shattered Forsyth’s heart into a million pieces. “Let’s just take it slow, okay? We’ll have plenty of time for all that when we’re older, okay?”
He coaxed a small nod from Forsyth.
“Speaking of! I heard Teach left the schoolhouse window open – have I got the perfect plan! We’ll share the chocolates after, okay? You’re my best friend, we should split them.”
I don’t want to split them. Forsyth let himself be tugged along. I wanted to give them all to you. To give everything to you.
He grit his teeth as they ran. He wasn’t the type to accept defeat after a small setback like this. So, Python wasn’t ready. That was fine. One day he would be. And Forsyth would be there. It was like every book he’d read: the steadfast knight would get the beautiful lover, if he was just patient enough.
He said a quick prayer to Mila, that one day they’d stop being friends, and true love would win out.
—
“Python!”
Forsyth’s hands trembled, his fists balled up in fury.
“I am sick and tired of this.”
“Oh you’re tired of this? Then quit fucking confessing every single year. Every year it’s the same speech, and the same shitty plan to run away together. We’re not in some fairy tale, Fors. Just give it up.” Python moved to take a sip from his drink, turning his back. Though they’d both come of age, it wasn’t ale. Though it wasn’t ale, they both spoke as loudly as if they’d each had a barrel to drink. It was a good thing Python’s father was out all night; there was no one in the tiny house to hear them argue.
Forsyth grabbed the cup away before he could take a sip. It earned him a hard look, but a direct one. “I’m not tired of confessing, I’m tired of this type of disrespect!” He placed the drink down a foot away. “You can’t just be honest with me and tell me why I’m not good enough for you – it’s infuriating!”
“I am honest. I’ve told you, this has nothing to do with you. It’s me who–”
“Oh-ho, don’t give me that tired cliche! Every year, it’s another cryptic excuse, another roundabout lie!” He flung his hands in wild gestures, his voice pitching. “You say you’re not ready for commitment, yet you spend every day with me regardless. You say you would make a terrible housemate, yet you stay over at my home for weeks at a time. You say you’re not ready to be with someone, yet I catch word that you shared a bed with the innkeeper!”
“What, you jealous or something?”
“That is exactly what I am. And how dare you act like I’m the crazy one for it!” Tears threatened his eyes, but he pushed through. “I have been by your side your entire life, looking out for you, caring for you, giving all of myself over to you! And here you are, laughing in the face of my love! Like - like it’s another one of your jokes!
“Oh, you're jealous, huh? So is that why you do it? You do all that for me just to get laid at the end of the day? Well if you’d said that sooner, I would have happily –”
“You know that’s not what I meant!”
“Then what do you mean?”
“It doesn’t make any damned sense, Python!”
“It does, if you would just pipe down and listen when I –”
“Pipe down?”
“Yeah! If you’d let me finish a damned sentence this will all make sense!”
“Fine then, go ahead and finish – give me one good reason why you don’t want to be with me!”
“When you’re acting like this I could give you a hundred!” Python swatted his cup away, spilling the drink all over the floor. He stormed out of the room.
A heavy silence fell over the house. Forsyth gathered his things. He left. He finally let his tears fall.
It was simple, he decided. All he needed to do was accept the fact that this relationship was going nowhere. Python didn't love him, and he'd just need to imagine whatever reasons he could. They should simply end things before they got any more hurt.
End our friendship...
He cried through the night, unable to even muster a word to Mila.
—
“Python!”
Forsyth’s hand was steady as it took the man’s shoulder. The pair locked eyes.
“Run away with me.”
The wind rustled the leaves overhead. Usually the area was bustling with chaos as the new building was erected, but Python was the only one to stay back today. Forsyth would have teased him for the irony, if it hadn’t presented him with the perfect opportunity to ask his question.
Python rolled his eyes. “Har-har. I thought today was Day of Devotion, not Flostym Fools'…”
“Huh?” Forsyth’s expression flashed with confusion, then horror. “O-oh! Not like that, of course! Oh gods, I meant… the Deliverance.”
He spread his hands. “It’s clear we’ll never get the approval we seek to join. So I propose we do it in secret. Everyone will be distracted by the village festivities tonight. If we don’t come home right away, everyone will assume it’s for… the festivities. It will give us a reasonable head start. We won’t need to worry about them catching up to us by the time they finally realize we’ve gone.”
He looked eagerly to Python.
“Heh, using all the hype around love to make our escape... you’re a true ally after all, Fors!”
Forsyth’s look soured. “L-listen. I swear, I would never ask you that again. I mean, we got over that years ago. I nearly lost you to that argument, and I shall never make the same mistake again. I know how much pain I put you through, and I would never dream of –”
“Hey. I know. You had a lot on your mind, then.” He let out a loud sigh. “Which is why I’m gonna come along with you. Somebody’s gotta help you find that special someone, right?”
“Do you mean it? Wait, what is that supposed to mean?”
With a hearty laugh, Python pulled him into a hug. Forsyth held him close. Reality may not follow a path like the perfect little fairy tales he read as a child, but that made it no less perfect.
“So… that’s a yes?”
Python leaned back so he could study his face. “You’re really serious about this, huh?”
“W-were you not?”
“Eh, I’m not serious about anything…” He offered his hand. “But I’m in. I’m always in.”
Forsyth accepted it, clasping it within both of his. He found himself too choked up for words, though he didn’t care if anyone saw him cry. He wiped tears from his cheeks and smiled at Python’s kindhearted teasing.
He thanked the gods that they would never stop being friends.
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Ride 725: Towards a new trial!!
Pag 1
1: Sohoku will become even stronger!!
An injection of will-power to power up!!
Pag 2
1: The Izu Peninsula is a group of massifs perched on the Pacific Ocean, with a view of Mt. Fuji and Hakone
2: In the center of the peninsula there's the hot spring Shuzenji
3: Since a long time ago, a railway for the hot-springs has been made
4: And it made it prosper as a tourists attraction
5: About 10km east of Shuzenji, climbing a ridge in the mountains
Pag 3
1: There's the sports park circuit for bicycles
Pag 4
1: Ohh, woah.... it's so huge, teh
Waaaaa this is incredible Rokudai!!
2: A huge pylon!
It looks like an hotel from that anime with the cars
3: It's- it's huge, teh
Where should we run, I don't kow this level!
4: You've never come here, Kinaka-kun?
I... I've ran in races, but I only went as far as Saitama, it's the first time I come here!!
Pag 5
1: This is Shizuoka!!
When we in the car, we even saw Mt. Fuji...!!
2: Th-th-th that's Mt. Fuji, teh!!
Wooah, it's true! It's so huge! It's more huge than in pictures
3: The camera makes it look smaller
You're right, teh
5: They're in high spirits, those two
Yeah
Pag 6
1: They were chose for the quaolifiers.... and won...
Of course they're excited
3: Let's go, the meeting is soon, Furuya
Yeah, Murakami
5: From now, for the next four days, the training camp will start!!
Pag 7
1: Those of you who get injured or don't feel good, report it immediately
There's no need to overdo it, you can retire in the middle
2: So we can retire, too?
Yeah
I'm glad
3: However
4: This training campalso serves as a selection for the six members who will participate in the Inter High
5: Those of you who want to run in the national competition, the Inter High
6: those of you who want to make a name for themselves, those of you who want to contribute to the team, and those of you who have the secret ambition of playing a flashy active role....
Pag 8
1: Run with everything you have!!
Squeeze out beyond your limit!!
This training camp's finishing order...
2: The first
3: six people
5: Will be the Inter High members regulars!!
Pag 9
1: This course has a 5km long climb
The practice menu for these four days
2: is to run
Pag 10
1: 1000km!!
Pag 11
1: 1000km!
1000km
1000Km!!!
2: Running 1000km is the only practice menu!!
3: Kinaka-kun....!!
4: 1000km... don't tell me
5: Yeah, it's an impossible number
My father's family home is in Aomori, so every year we go there by car, and to go there by car it takes half a day
6: How far do you think it is from Chiba to Aomori!?
Pag 12
1: It's 700km!!
3: 1000km is 300km longer than that!!
4: It's longer.... than from Chiba.... to Aomori.... teh
5: And tht's not all
10: This training camp is simple but intense
Naruko-san said it
Pag 13
1: This electronic scoreboard will show the distance and number of laps accumulated
2: There's a chip installed on your bikes
3: So you'll know the individual number of laps and ranking
4: So I don't have to count them myself?
I'm glad, it'll be comforting
1000km, so, uhm...?
5: You can check after every lap
How many laps you did
6: And how many laps did the others!!
Pag 14
1: “How many laps the others did”..... that means that you can see your own rank on the eletronic scoreboard!!
You have opponents to fight.... in other words, this is a “race”!!
2: During this training camp
A race of 1000km....””
3: It's not just running, it's about how to reach the goal faster than the other members
4: We're being tested!!
5: No!! Wait, Kinaka- the third years are included too, and including both the second and third years, there's no way we can be in the top six!!
Furuya
6: If it's just running... then isn't this training camp is useless?
7: We're too much at a disadvantage!!
It's too much for us first years!!
Pag 15
1: No.... I don't think we have no chances at all!! At the end Naruko-san talked about “requirements”
I think those might become our breakthrough!!
2: Requirements”!!
3: Breakthrough!? How!?
Well.... somehow- I've been thinking about various things...
See, as expected it's impossible
4: As nexpected, Kinaka-kun is thinking about how to make a breakthrough, teh!!
5: The “requirements” for the training camp that the Sohoku racing team organized to work towards the Inter High....
6: How to run during the training camp is basically up to you
Think for yourself and run
Pag 16
1: But there is one “requirement”
Huh? A requirement, what is it!?
Like they'll give us handicaps?
2: Until now, in mine and Hotshot's personal experience in Sohoku training camp
3: many things were used to bind us and made each of us stronger
4: But we talked about it and decided not to use them this time
Those who want to do it can do it on their own accord
5: Instead of that
6: For the next 15 minutes, discuss with each other and choose a partner
Huh, a partner!?
Pag 17
1: The onw you choose will be your buddy for this training camp!!
3: Buddy!?
4: They a partner... who you'lll... run with?
Among us!?
Can I choose anyone?
5: What do we do?
Can we choose someone who's around as strong as us? How about that
6: Sure
Pag 18
1: “Fighting in pairs”
This is this training camps “requirements”!!
2: Kinaka-kun!!
3: Rokudai!!
Pag 19
1: I'll say it once again!! Will you run with me, Rokudai!?
Okay!! Yeah, teh!! Kinaka-kun!!
4: The stickers on their helmets!!
5: To make it easy to identify your chosen buddy, stick the same stickers on your helmets
6: Ugh... the two who participated in the qualifiers
Furuya, we can't lose either
Nogami!!
Pag 20
1: Being a pait means that we can protect each other from the wind
That's right
2: And we can cooperate with other pairs, as four people!!
Alright!! Let's settle aqnd run!! No, as six people!!
I have a feeling this is gonna be okay
4: The other first years wioll be a bit of an hindrance
I want to scatter them as soon as possible
5: Can I ask you that?
6: Kaburagi-san!!
Pag 21
2: As expected
3: I guess they started already
We're a little late
4: Sorry, Danchiku
No, it's alright....
5: Uhm... so it's really.... not good?
7: Yeah
It's better to stop
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I've been going through a very interesting, and important gender and gender presentation journey over the past four months, which culminated into a comment that has been bothering me for a while.
Since about mid-September, I've been slowly gaining a lot of self-confidence for various reasons, and I've also been looking at the parts of myself that I've hidden underground inside my mind for a long while. Including my own feelings about my own femininity.
For those who have known me for a while, you'll know I've always been more masculine leaning in presentation and gender. As it turns out, I sort of pendulum swing across the entire spectrum.
Me and the friend who's been by my side this entire journey (who, funnily enough, is the only allocishet friend I have), had this inside joke with each other that if I showed up to a meeting with the gang in a skirt they wouldn't know what to do. And so we eventually got me a skirt.
I can't begin to describe the amount of pure bliss I felt when I saw myself in it. I'd only felt that feeling once before, when my dad put one of his old ties on me for a fun little game we were playing in 2020. The only difference was that when that happened, I was still in denial about who I was. When I looked in the mirror, it was something I couldn't even begin to grasp onto. When I looked into the mirror just barely two weeks ago, I finally saw me.
And so we ended up making a whole "scene girl" outfit for me. This was revealed in almost its entirety a few days later, and we were right. They really didn't know what to do with me. With the exception of my mom and one of my oldest friends (who both said I looked cute, and I did! I felt cute!), the actual group I hang around with didn't know how to react to it. One of my friends just ignored the whole thing like it was normal (hurtful, but it's whatever), another kept asking when it happened and trying to wrap his head around the change (funny), and one eventually ended up saying something that's been bothering me.
Initially, they were really surprised I had legs because he forgot that I did. But later, when we were talking about a character that me and the aforementioned friend had made for a sitcom (a transman who dresses femininely for the most part), he turned to me and said "so like you, a transmasc drag queen".
While yes, that fits that character fairly well, it didn't sit right when about me. Because no, as it turns out, I'm not a transmasc drag queen. I'm not really . . . anything. When I dress more masculine, it's queer because it borders on tomboy/butch and transmasc (which, I know those terms can coexist, but I'm using it as a scale of masculinity because I can't explain it any other way), and when I dress femininely it's also queer because I'm someone who inherently goes towards androgyny/masculinity as my comfort expression.
Here's the funny part, though. Of the four people I hang around, three are queer in some way. The only one, the only one, who saw that I'm fine with fluidity in pronouns, jokes about my gender, and just sort of knew from the beginning that I was suppressing my femininity (which he told me after the Skirt Moment, so that was a fun night), was allocishet. I could get into all the weird shit that has gone on with me and the group, but the least queer person in the group understood, almost immediately, that I, the most verbally and visually queer of the group, enjoy funny little gender jokes. Hell, a few days after meeting I was doing something in my friend's kitchen and he said "oh sorry I was raised in a republican household, if there's someone in the kitchen I assume it's a woman".
So I guess what I'm saying, right now, is that I'm not any particular gender identity, I'm not trans anything, I don't really enjoy the fit of genderqueer even, I just. Am. And I wish that people irl would be willing to have fun with that more, rather than being so fucking afraid that I'm going to have a breakdown and kill someone for misgendering me.
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