some of the gayest things i did w my girl besties as a kid that haunt me daily even though i'm almost 25
laying on the hot cement of the playground watching the clouds, talking about which boys we'd date in class, and i look over at her and notice how the sun is turning her black hair slightly red in the sun and sigh and say "i wish i were a boy, 'cause then i'd date you"
made a new best friend a little after her who was a year younger than me and i wanted to live inside her skin, a little bit, and went over to her house constantly. i drew her silly art, those weird emo blobs from the mid aughts, and she hung it up on her door. we joked about being married a lot. when i had to move away across the country, one night i was staring up at the moon while listening to a love song and started sobbing wondering if she was also looking at the moon. i never texted her again.
when i was 12 i fell in love with a girl for the first time i knew about. i had just gotten over being weirded out by gay people & when the kids in class started whispering about us being dykes, my teacher called home about it. i cried my eyes out in a red pickup truck with my mom as i told her i was in love with her, but it was fine because she was straight. i was drinking a red slushie.
once with that same girl, we went on a field trip to a nearby science museum. it was within walking distance and she held my hand the whole way, even though we were too old for it. at some point i started swinging her hand and knocking into her and laughing and eventually she just picked me up, put me on her back, and carried me the rest of the way while we laughed. at the museum, she kept finding me and holding my hand again. i went home that night, so giddy, and just kept thinking about her hand in mine and didn't even care about what the rest of the kids were whispering
in february, before that, she'd asked me which girl i had a crush on in class because i'd posted about it on tumblr. it took me a half hour to finally tell her it was her, blushing to my ears as we walked around the perimeter of the playground (we were at a small private school with less than 100 students, so even the middle schoolers got to use the playground), refusing to look at her. she told me she didn't feel like that, but i was still her best friend and she wasn't mad at me or weirded out. if one of us were boys, she said, maybe it would've worked out. her mom moved her back to california at the end of the school year. i never saw her again and she wasn't allowed to talk to me. she messaged me once, years later on here, to tell me i was pretty in a prom dress i'd tried on. she blocked me later.
i wrote down a story about her, a year later, for 8th grade english class. in it, i imagined that she'd never left, and that she'd kissed me while we laid in the grass, mixing up my stories and my life. my teacher looked at me with such a soft sadness and told me it was very beautifully written. she wanted me to submit it to a contest. it won.
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what the fuck do you mean soul brother is about brian may. what do you MEAN freddie mercury wrote a song about brian harold may that went "he's my best friend, he's my champion, and he will rock you, rock you, rock you, cause he's the saviour of the universe, he can make you keep yourself alive, make you keep yourself alive, cause he's somebody, somebody you can love" what do you mean he just wrote that and then casually told brian may about it in the studio one day and was like surprise! i've written a song about you, but it needs your touch! break out that guitar! what do yuo mean they both wrote songs aimed at each other at least once but brian wrote so many for freddie he can't remember which one he was working on at the time. WHAT DO YOU MENA
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Sméagol and the Gift
'Now!' said Sam. 'At last I can deal with you!' He leaped forward with drawn blade ready for battle. But Gollum did not spring. He fell flat upon the ground and whimpered.
'Don't kill us,' he wept. 'Don't hurt us with nassty cruel steel! Let us live, yes, live just a little longer. Lost lost! We're lost. And when Precious goes we'll die, yes, die into the dust.'
Devastated by this. Just a little longer, he begs. Even though his existence is a torment. Even though the will that holds him to life is barely his own anymore. He has long outlived his time but it's such a cruelty that now the only freedom for him is in death. I'm glad Sam didn't kill him but the whole scenario is awful.
When a mortal keeps a ring of power he does not gain more life, he continues, denied natural mortality as the fear of death is amplified and twisted into fear of separation, nothing matters anymore but the keeping, the continuing. In that miserable existence there is no peace, and at its end there is no graceful goodbye to life, there is only dust. Sudden, empty, and final.
It would take murder to spare him that. Or falling with the ring into the fire.
Bilbo let it go in time (did he feel anything when it was destroyed?) Frodo is freed of it now, though the toll it extracted for the separation was at very least a finger. It was too late for Gollum for the price to be anything other than it was, and that's brutal.
If you live long enough, death is no longer the enemy. What Sauron did to Gollum ensured that it would always be the enemy, to be feared and avoided for ever, once time and the ring had fashioned it into the only escape left. Evil.
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You think there was a point Crowley did at one point kissed Aziraphale’s cheek from excitement? Picture this: aziraphale surprised him with a concert tickets of his favorite band/singer (maybe Queen or David Bowie), he realize there’s two tickets, Aziraphale wanted to go with him to check it out. Also subtle trying to ask him out on a date but their communication is nonexistent . This shocks Crowley as he never expect that the same angel that refuses to get with the times outfit wise is willing to go with him to a concert? But he was happy, and wouldn’t want to go with anyone else but Aziraphale. But now it the concert, Aziraphale can admit, the crowd is a bit loud, Crowley expected this and was about to surprise him a Walkman that has the cassette full of classical music but the concert starting, and soon they started their performance, aziraphale looks at crowley with pure happiness as Crowley is smiling so big, never seen the demon smile this wide before so to see him just smile was perfect for him. And show that he was having a good time. And aziraphale had to be honest, he started to get why Crowley enjoy this band; still won’t give up on his classical taste and will die on this hill but he must admit that the wily snake have quite fine taste in music.
Then. Aziraphale secretly did a miracle, and oh what’s that? The band decided to play Crowley’s favorite song from them, Crowley squeal with joy and even started singing with them. Without zero care, and he love it every bit of it. Just as the band finish the song, Crowley in all his excitement and euphoria cheers along with the crowd and kisses Aziraphale on the cheek heating up all the angel’s senses as his blushes profusely. It felt the world spun for just that one moment. Even if it was just a peck; it made aziraphale have butterflies all over his stomach. His heart skipping many beats, oh his heart was telling him to turn around and kiss him, to hug him—
Crowley realize as he step away for a moment covering his mouth. His face was growing red than his own hair, aziraphale was just as surprised as him no doubt, this was brave, they’ve never done this before. Never toke this step. Aziraphale and him merely forgotten at that moment their own fears of being caught by their sides. Crowley felt his eye stinging with tears going to apologize but Aziraphale stopped him by holding his hand for the first time and kisses his cheek; he felt as cheesy as this might be felt he might discorporate on the spot, but instead he felt he wanted to do backflips, give aziraphale many kisses all over, or stop time to just hug each other. One thing about him, his imaginations is a powerful beast, but all he did in this moment besides his face now red as he smiles giddily. Looking Aziraphale’s blue-ish hazel eyes and his angelic smile was enough to make him enjoy ever bit of this. “That was fast even for you Angel” Crowley said as his senses are heated and his head was spinning, aziraphale chuckled, “we can go fast just a little my dear.”
Oh how they wish they can look at each other, forget about the world. But their attention got cut short when the singer announced they were going to perform another song, the promptly draw their attention back at the show but they still hold each other hands the entire concert. After that, they wouldn’t stop talking about it, and even started to go on many concert dates from classical to rock, just they made sure aziraphale at least got his Walkman with him just incase if the environment got too loud or is overestimating for him. But rest to sure, this spark a new interest and even start a new routine of holding hands and maybeeee kissing each other cheeks. But overall, Crowley can say, that this was his favorite concert with Aziraphale.
(This is loosely based off of no other than Stardew Valley Shane’s heart event. I can’t find the gif so here the video of it instead to get the gist for those haven’t played stardew valley)
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