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look at my brown rep( as in brown queer rep) ( yea ik there's no like south indian queer rep in here and unfortunately I think there r only off screen cisgender actors/ actresses playing trans roles onscreen like movies media etc like yes I mean onscreen south indian trans films - media there's only off screen cisgender people playing trans roles on there- the south Indian movies + films):

also btw personally I haven't watched any south indian queer movie myself 🫠🫠neither have I watched like young royals ! Just putting all the brown rep I can try to appreciate n/or know in one post btw

2 ( correction 4 ) more brown characters I've found out from x ( btw ):

#sigh #I'm a south indian myself who hasn't gotten around to be watching any south indian queer movies #🫠#dead end paranormal park #jurassic world chaos theory #grand army #ackley bridge #speaking of which nory forever #nory #naveed x Cory #Cory x naveed #young royals #love victor #victor salazar #Norma Khan #brown queer characters #greta moreno

cool stuff I've found in belfast

stuff i didn't buy: full broadchurch set , david tennants episode of foyles war, cool magazine with cyberman on front , eleven book, bbc northern ireland, casanova???, ackley bridge set , waterloo road dvds

stuff I did buy: baby frog

#(i also got 2 doctor who magazines and a book in charity sjop and a board game and stuff for my froends) (so i have bought stuff)#david tennant #broadchurch #waterloo road #ackley bridge

Mr Evershed x Student!reader - the secrets we hide

School trips were never your thing, most of the time you managed to avoid going in them, but when they were mandatory you had no choice but to sit there on the coach and stare out the window.

The only thing interesting was the scenery, but that may have been the way you were raised, you loved nature, compared to the big cities and loud towns, you grew up in nature.

Even the loud bus, with all the chatter and yelling was too much for you.

“You look like you’d rather sink into that chair.”

You shift your gaze to the side to see Mr Evershed sitting on the seat opposite yours a warm smile on his face.

“Like dealing with a bunch of wild animals…” you grumble back before looking back out the window.

Mr Evershed chuckled softly, shaking his head at you.

“Wild animals would be easier to handle. I dont often see you interacting with the others, or on any trips other than these ones, why’s that?” He asked.

“They’re loud and annoying and you make these trips mandatory so no choice…”

Mr Evershed hummed a little, leaning forward slightly while resting his arms on his knees.

“Most of the others would just phone in sick.”

“Be suspicious if I suddenly start phoning in sick since I’ve had no absences.”

He nods slightly, clasping his hands together.

“Well, you have a point, but what I want to know (Y/N) is why exactly are you so against interacting with other people. I’ve never met anybody so isolated, and it would be concerning if you didn’t seem so content.”

“People are loud, messy, annoying.” You grumble back.

Mr Evershed have a small chuckle, shaking his head at you as he stands up to get on the rest of the coach.

“The world is full of people (Y/N), you’ll have to branch out one day.”

With that he left, slowly walking down the coach to check on the other students, lightly scolding some of them or picking up rubbish.

With a small huff you turn back to the window, watching the farmlands roll past, the sun high in the sky though since it was autumn it wouldn’t last long.

Even with all the glass on the coach you heightened sense could pick up on the smells of outside, the leaves on the ground, the slight damp smell from the grass and dirt from the mornings frost.

It helped distract from all the things on the couch, the annoying yelling, the sounds of people throwing things and different foods being opened at once.

It was all too overwhelming for someone like you, and it made you understand why so many people like you reverted to going back to the wild, living away from everything like this.

It didn’t take long for the coach to stop, some nature reserve place Mr Evershed wanted everyone to use for some inspiration for their English projects.

You got off the coach last, standing at the back of the group as he talks to everyone.

You weren’t even paying attention to what was being said, you weren’t interested, you senses were immediately drawn to the nature around you, begging for you to go out as far as you could.

It didn’t take long for you to get that chance, as everyone was following the tour guide down the dirt path, you strayed off, carefully stepping away as to not make a sound.

Usually you got away without being spotted, but Mr Evershed turned around just at that exact moment, watching as you snuck away.

He quickly whispered something to Mrs Carp and followed you.

He did try call out a few times but it was clear you weren’t listening, you were fully focused on whatever it was that was going through your head, so he followed you.

You were walking pretty fast, agile even, easily clearing logs in your way, ducking under tree branches.

Your eyes scanned all over the place, from birds watching from the trees, the occasional leaf falling to the ground, how the sunlight filtered through the branches.

Even as you took a deep breath your senses picked up on everything and all the tension from your body had melted away.

You slowed to a stop in the middle of the forest, taking a deep breath to yourself and closing your eyes.

Mr Evershed had finally caught up, he was going to call your name but stopped when you opened your eyes, his own widening.

(E/C) eyes now golden, shifting to the sky as you took another deep breath before breaking out into a jog, jumping against a tree and back off it, golden light surrounding you as your four paws hit the ground.

Mr Evershed was frozen.

A lot of people had theories about you.

But never in a thousand years would he have guessed this.

What was his student standing before him was now a grey wolf, relaxed and content padding around, kicking up dirt and leaves.

You embraced your freedom, running in circled, chasing leaves and digging in the dirt, jumping on to fallen trees and exploring under the bushes.

When you spun around you froze, coming face to face with your English teacher who was stood with his eyes wide.

You wanted to run, but your legs were frozen despite your brain screaming at you to run away, to quickly go back to the others and pretend nothing happened but you couldn’t move.

All you could do was stand there with your eyes locked with his.

Both of you waiting for the other to make the first move

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