Sitting Here At This Table, I Watched Her Work Behind The Counter. Her Eyes Travelled Around The Room

Me at 9 years old, riveted, watching Christine Baranski tie a towel around a young man’s waist in the shape of a diaper while singing Does Your Mother Know:

I just think she’s neat.

Me at 12 years old watching X-Men cartoons unable to break my gaze from Emma Frost’s chest:

I just think she’s cool.

Me at 15 years old, utterly obsessed with Billie Piper’s portrayal of Rose Tyler in hit Science Fiction show, Doctor Who:

No you don’t understand she’s the Actress of Our Time-.

Me at 19, pondering if perhaps there was any signs I was gay that I should have noticed sooner:

…huh.

Oh my god, writing this, brb

to this day possibly one of my best ideas. someone get me a pitch meeting with the hallmark channel

I wouldn’t call it affirming, but someone else asking saves me from bringing it up out of nowhere.

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Real

I did this all for you by Xana: Destiel Anthem?

“You make a mess of mistakes, I just savour the taste, but I forgave this worthless world, because it gave me you.”

“I did this all so you could have your happy after, a never ending chapter. Call you up in the middle of the night just to enchant you[…]Now I’m part of you for the rest of your damn life.”

“Said you wanted closure, it’s never really over, didn’t wanna scare ya when I lost all my composure. Wishing you would save me, am I going just crazy? Every shooting stars rolling their eyes at me lately.”

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Now Accepting Friendship Applications:

I need more Queer Creatives in my life. I am seeking:

Life long companions.

Weird Art Exchanges.

Rivals.

Enemies.

Freelance coworkers.

Lovers.

Haters.

Besties.

Pen-Pals.

Critics.

Contemporaries.

I am…

twenty four years of age, nearly twenty five.

a writer of poetry, fiction, essays, philosophy, music, art analysis, and otherwise unrelated articles.

someone who identifies as a witch. I read tarot, study magic, and hold rituals.

skeptical as fuck.

a bit of a pretentious snob.

ideologically punk, and involved with my community.

a supporter of body mods.

unabashedly queer. Nonbinary and a lover of women.

passionate beyond words. Everything I do is with my whole soul. I care about everything all of the time.

contradictory. For every rule there’s an exception. It keeps you on your toes.

Requirements for application…

21+

An intelligent and engaging conversationalist.

Queer, Creative, and believe you’re worth knowing.

Leave a comment, reblog, or DM telling me why we should become acquainted.

I’d be a hermit if tarot didn’t tell me not to.

Deeply hating the internet and its place in existence.

I’m a simple person (that is a lie.), I put on a suit jacket, and suddenly I’m possessed by the spirit of Narcissus

So many of their interactions just don’t make any sense unless the point of the cutscene is romantic tension.

So I’m just checking here.

Are there people who don’t think Marcus Holloway and Wrench are dating?