l u c y

i hear strange things creeping in my mind

[lucykingg-blog1]

violctz·:

pride was a familiar sight for violet. she had been attending for quite a few years and had become accustomed to the floats, energy, and booming colors. she spent as much time as she could at pride and even donated almost all of her june profits to the local parade and organizations. violet nodded along to lucy’s question with her eyes locked on a float across the way, but quickly turned to face lucy at her confession. “you haven’t?” she questioned with furrowed brows. while violet would take every advantage to twist lucy’s company to her advantage, she momentarily set all of that aside and for once was purely kind. “we’ll have to make sure it’s a fun one then. anything caught your eye so far? i see you’ve already indulged in the face paint.”

lucy grinned, excited to talk to her old friend. though she often didn’t miss high school, she missed what they had in high school. it was almost like... power. they were liked, they were popular, and... that was pretty much all lucy wanted out of life. now, they were adults, they were reunited at pride, and lucy just knew this would turn out great. she knew that violet didn’t always have... the best intentions, but she appreciated her company and didn’t really care much, if she was honest. “nope, i haven’t. but today’s going to be great. i can feel it. i heard there was a drag show, we should go to that! ooh, or we could get drunk. i think being drunk at pride would be awesome. ohmigod, i’m so excited, violet!”

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rvetheday·:

sawyer had been in complete awe for the entirety of pride. not only had he never seen anything quite like this, he’d never felt so free and accepted in his entire life. it was hard for him to see the beauty in humanity sometimes, hard for him to see that there were people out there who would be kind and understanding of who he was, but standing before the town he loved and proudly being the gay, trans man that he was was the most freeing thing he’d ever experienced. shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he looked over at the unfamiliar girl who’d approached him, a soft smile on his face. “this is my first pride, too,” he explained, “i feel like i’m seeing a whole new side of the world.”

lost in staring at the colorful floats and screaming, happy people, she almost didn’t hear the boy’s response. she glanced over at him, seeing a boy she didn’t know, looking at pride the same way she was, if not more appreciative. she wondered what pride meant to him. she was straight, but knowing what her sister and people like her went through to get here just filled her heart with inspiration and admiration. “it’s the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen in my life,” she said, breathlessly. “i’m lucy.” she stuck out her hand for him to shake and gave him a smile.

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violentparties·:

indy whirled around when she heard the familiar voice, dread flooding her system as soon as she saw the face of her younger sister looking back at her. she’d had no idea that lucy was back in town, had no idea what to make of her words or her presence, and if indy was known for anything, it was reacting negatively to her own emotions. with her arms crossed over her chest as a form of self-protection and her mood spoiled, she looked her sister up and down, trying to ignore the pit of anxiety digging it’s way through her stomach. “when did you get back?” she asked, her voice low, “what are you doing here?”

the smile quickly faded from her face at her sisters words. she felt her face heat up and, embarrassingly, her eyes prick with tears slightly. she hadn’t seen her sister in years. she didn’t know it would still be like this between them. she missed having a sister. “i, um--  i just got back. i asked around for you and i heard you were here, so... i thought i’d surprise you. it’s dumb, i guess.” she paused, looking down at the ground. she looked up and met her eyes. “as for why i’m still here, i just... needed a break from LA. some bad stuff happened up there... i missed the cape. that’s all.”

[lucykingg-blog1]

looking around at all the colors and happiness, she was overcome with emotion. this was so beautiful. it just reminded her how happy and free the human race could be-- sometimes she felt so stifled by humanity. but now, with the little rainbow painted on her face, seeing so many people living their best life, she couldn’t feel more liberated. “it’s wonderful, isn’t it?” she said absentmindedly to the person next to her. “i’ve never been to one of these before. i didn’t realize how amazing they are.”

[indykings]

pride was one of indy’s favorite times of the year. it was the one time of the year she could stand in solidarity with other people in her community and tell the world that she was here and unafraid. it was the one time of the year she could really stick it to her father and be over-the-top in her pride despite all the times he’d tried to shame her into being something other than who she was. it was the one time of the year she could pour glitter on herself and not be judged for it.

with the blue, purple and pink of the bisexual pride flag adorning her face like warpaint, indy made her way into around the clock’s annual drag brunch with excitement buzzing in her veins. “i have glitter in places glitter should never fucking be,” she laughed, turning to the person beside her, “but let’s get this party under way, shall we?”

[lucykingg-blog1]

when she heard from the grapevine that indy would be at pride, she knew she had to tag along. things were still a bit... rocky, between her and her sister, but if there was ever a time to support her, it was now. she knew how their father was. if he could see her now, he probably wouldn’t be very happy.

looking her up and down, she took in her colorful get up and the smile on her face. it made lucy smile in return. she had painted a little rainbow on her cheek and was dressed in pink and blue, in support of indy. “you look beautiful,” she said, genuinely. “i’m really happy for you, indy.”