I think something that is so intrinsic to the queer experience is staying up all night, reading or watching a gay love story on your phone, holding back sobs. Knowing that you could have this one day, that you could be this happy one day. But for now, you have the same four scraps of hope. And while they can be badly written, or unrealistic, and sometimes not even meant for queer eyes; they are yours. And for the night you can hold this hope in your hands and pretend that you are entitled to your own love story, outside of the screen. And you don’t have to be so afraid until the morning comes.
steve "i can take care of myself" harrington and eddie "but you don't have to anymore" munson
Nick "you look so cuddly like that" Nelson and Charlie "Do i?" Spring but make it Steve and Eddie pre-relationship
Steve: You look so...cuddly like that
Eddie, covered in blankets, confused and flustered: Do...i?
Steve,breathless: Yeah
*Hugs him like his life depends on it*
Steve, ends the long hug without looking at Eddie, opens the door: Okay, see you on monday. *gets out immediately*
Eddie, standing on the door alone, dazed: What the fuck?
Wayne, standing behind Eddie, drinking tea: I don't think he is straight
They get together a few days after...
Wednesday: I've been told by many people that I 'light up the room'.
Enid: That was arson, and those were witnesses.
those visual novel drawings of dainty anime girls with angel wings crying sparkling tears in the night of a full moon...... yeah those, we need to start doing that with middle aged men
Love like yours will surely come my way
Big day for theater kids who enjoy ghost hunting shows
crowley shifting into protective husband mode