Ski jumping dennis is giving a small town closeted gay youth vibe. While figure skating ashley being an openly proud homosexual man. He grew up getting called sissy or poof and now he gets to wear all those fancy suits and win some medals. Heās not afraid anymore and heās leading the way for dennis. Heās going to become a brave and proud young lad. Whatās fascinating is how he grows out of his immaturity and shyness. In contrast with his bravery in ski jumping. Heās still grumpy and green like the original one. The whole point of him facing his true self.
Itās winter olympic season and we know how crazy they can get. Athletes, man. Ski jumping dennis and figure skating ashley are going to knock the whole building down. Especially ashley. Heās obviously built for this.
Ski jumping dennis is giving a small town closeted gay youth vibe. While figure skating ashley being an openly proud homosexual man. He grew up getting called sissy or poof and now he gets to wear all those fancy suits and win some medals. Heās not afraid anymore and heās leading the way for dennis. Heās going to become a brave and proud young lad. Whatās fascinating is how he grows out of his immaturity and shyness. In contrast with his bravery in ski jumping. Heās still grumpy and green like the original one. The whole point of him facing his true self.
Itās winter olympic season and we know how crazy they can get. Athletes, man. Ski jumping dennis and figure skating ashley are going to knock the whole building down. Especially ashley. Heās obviously built for this.
Ski jumping dennis is giving a small town closeted gay youth vibe. While figure skating ashley being an openly proud homosexual man. He grew up getting called sissy or poof and now he gets to wear all those fancy suits and win some medals. Heās not afraid anymore and heās leading the way for dennis. Heās going to become a brave and proud young lad. Whatās fascinating is how he grows out of his immaturity and shyness. In contrast with his bravery in ski jumping. Heās still grumpy and green like the original one. The whole point of him facing his true self.
Ikaris and john constantine have been around since 1980s yet no one talks about them being together. It sounds like Iām out of my mind. But think about it. An eternal and a great mighty wizard thing-y man. Both british, lived in london. Great powers sorts of things. Oneās immortal and the other oneās capable of time travelling. A god-like dead ass serious man seems to have no sense of humour and a cheeky punk bastard with his wisdom way beyond human, and not very interested in other typical human beings anyway. The bisexuality of them both. They are literally made for each other.
The thing is, I wrote this short one back in july 2024, a few days after me birthday. All characters were high school students in it. Something about bullying, scholarship and football. Even now I know nothing about those.
I dug it up recently. I wrote it with pen and paper originally. My parents used to take my phone away before bedtime.
Here it is.
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Dennis Severs couldn't fathom where he'd gone wrong.
For months after enrolment, he'd simply minded his own business, steering clear of any unnecessary trouble. He'd gone about trying to embody the very definition of 'keeping his head down' in both word and deed. Truth be told, he felt a bit uneasy about it. He couldn't tell if it was all just a performance he was putting on for himself.
Yet within weeks, heād become a thorn in Malās side.
Mal bloody Miligan.
Ever since Dennis joined the school football team, Mal hadnāt once called him Dennis, or his surname, or any nickname for his full name.
He called him Asbo.
Does he even know where Iām from? Dennis wondered.
Dennis had transferred to this high school on an athletic scholarship; otherwise, his mother couldn't have afforded the fees. She wanted her son to have a better education. Of course, Dennis knew there were other reasons for his being here, other, far worse reasons. Attending a private high school on a scholarship meant he had to perform well enough on the football team, or else his scholarship would be revoked immediately. After that, heād be sent back to public schoolāthe last thing he wanted in the world. And right now, he couldnāt even manage the interpersonal issues with his teammates.
The truth was, he was scared. He feared he really was what Mal called him: an Asbo.
And he had to prove he wasnāt.
On the football team, he needed teamwork skills and awarenessāsomething an antisocial person absolutely couldnāt manage. He wondered if this was the spirit of sport or something else entirely. Before this, he'd merely been good at footballādribbling, shooting. Dennis had never truly been part of any team before. This was entirely new to him. He needed to learn, yet he couldn't find anyone to teach him the fundamentals of teamwork. He could only figure it out for himself during his time on the football team, learning how to survive in this environment.
Learning to cooperate, to coordinate, to get along harmoniously with his teammates. With luck, he might shed that unflattering nickname before reaching Year 12.
Perhaps only then would he dare meet Kelvin Allisonās gaze.
āSevers, youāre zoning out again.ā
"Sorry, Guv."
"What did I say about training?"
"Stay focused during training, Guv."
"Seems you remember."
"Don't let him intimidate you, rookie. We all went through it."
As the young lad approached Dennis, he whispered something else in his ear. Dennis's expression darkened further at the teasing remark.
"Kev's just putting on airs. He doesn't want you to see his vulnerable side."
His throat, near the mole, visibly moved as he swallowed nervously. He glanced back at the departing teammate, then turned his gaze towards the Captain. He lowered his head, refocusing on the drill.
Itās just so funny that I imagined dennis to be a footballer in high school and ashley was just a gay kid whoās good at biology. What about adam kay then? āEnglish teacher who teaches writingā and āout of the closetā as in my younger selfās words. Why wasnāt he something like a school doctor or idk?? I guess I was confused with his career. And the funniest one is Maxine. I wrote ā(she) envies Trish Tooley having a boyfriend like Kev Allisonā and ārumours of her being a lesbianā hello?? What was I expecting
The thing is, I wrote this short one back in july 2024, a few days after me birthday. All characters were high school students in it. Something about bullying, scholarship and football. Even now I know nothing about those.
I dug it up recently. I wrote it with pen and paper originally. My parents used to take my phone away before bedtime.
Here it is.
ā
Dennis Severs couldn't fathom where he'd gone wrong.
For months after enrolment, he'd simply minded his own business, steering clear of any unnecessary trouble. He'd gone about trying to embody the very definition of 'keeping his head down' in both word and deed. Truth be told, he felt a bit uneasy about it. He couldn't tell if it was all just a performance he was putting on for himself.
Yet within weeks, heād become a thorn in Malās side.
Mal bloody Miligan.
Ever since Dennis joined the school football team, Mal hadnāt once called him Dennis, or his surname, or any nickname for his full name.
He called him Asbo.
Does he even know where Iām from? Dennis wondered.
Dennis had transferred to this high school on an athletic scholarship; otherwise, his mother couldn't have afforded the fees. She wanted her son to have a better education. Of course, Dennis knew there were other reasons for his being here, other, far worse reasons. Attending a private high school on a scholarship meant he had to perform well enough on the football team, or else his scholarship would be revoked immediately. After that, heād be sent back to public schoolāthe last thing he wanted in the world. And right now, he couldnāt even manage the interpersonal issues with his teammates.
The truth was, he was scared. He feared he really was what Mal called him: an Asbo.
And he had to prove he wasnāt.
On the football team, he needed teamwork skills and awarenessāsomething an antisocial person absolutely couldnāt manage. He wondered if this was the spirit of sport or something else entirely. Before this, he'd merely been good at footballādribbling, shooting. Dennis had never truly been part of any team before. This was entirely new to him. He needed to learn, yet he couldn't find anyone to teach him the fundamentals of teamwork. He could only figure it out for himself during his time on the football team, learning how to survive in this environment.
Learning to cooperate, to coordinate, to get along harmoniously with his teammates. With luck, he might shed that unflattering nickname before reaching Year 12.
Perhaps only then would he dare meet Kelvin Allisonās gaze.
āSevers, youāre zoning out again.ā
"Sorry, Guv."
"What did I say about training?"
"Stay focused during training, Guv."
"Seems you remember."
"Don't let him intimidate you, rookie. We all went through it."
As the young lad approached Dennis, he whispered something else in his ear. Dennis's expression darkened further at the teasing remark.
"Kev's just putting on airs. He doesn't want you to see his vulnerable side."
His throat, near the mole, visibly moved as he swallowed nervously. He glanced back at the departing teammate, then turned his gaze towards the Captain. He lowered his head, refocusing on the drill.
Edit: I should mention it is john constantine from the sandman audio production in i-donāt-know-which earth or universe, who was voiced by taron egerton
FO polycule activity where you all paint/draw on each other, making each other "tattoos" or coloring your FOs' tattoos, writing songs lyrics that remind you of each other, painting something cheesy on each other's back, or doodling silly stuff around their scars if they have any, just becoming a whole art museum <3
knowing there's almost always someone at home when you come back from either work/school/groceries/etc, you never feel lonely at home because there's always a FO waiting for you and your other FOs, always happy to see you coming back
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