#lgbtwriting

[miladymylove]

miss u

when i go up to the roof you’re already there, sitting on the edge with your legs dangling.

the summer breeze playfully lifts your hair. the sun reflects off links in the fence. it was probably supposed to prevent people from getting too close to the edge, but they only put it along one side of the roof. we used to glue yarn to pieces of sea glass and hang them up there to make colorful sunbeams on the cracked concrete. 

you would sit up here watching them for hours... sometimes you brought a small canvas and the acrylic paints i got you. you could never quite get the colors right.

and you would turn to show me your attempt at painting and laugh, and i would pretend i had been reading and not committing your smile to memory. your joy was blinding, and i had to look away, towards the setting sun. it’s not as bright as you.

we haven’t seen each other in weeks. you hear the door close behind me and you’re already on your feet, arms outstretched. i run, and you catch me as you always have. 

i’ve missed you.

“you know i love you, right?”

so much.

“yeah,” your arms a reassuring weight around my waist. “i know.”

it’s so easy to picture the smile i hear in your voice.

“i love you too.”

[holdthispose]

I can’t remember the last time I rambled on Tumblr -

But, I can remember the light dancing on your face from the candle’s flame; your outline etched in my memory endlessly. I hear your laughter like an echo in my mind all of the time, irresistibly and ceaselessly. 

Tell me you remember, too. 

Late into the night when the world is quiet and still, the memories of you feel more tangible. My mind wanders down roads and avenues that it probably shouldn’t, but who am I to tell it what to do? 

Life doesn’t feel linear to me. It zigs and zags along long good days and short bad ones and those somewhere in between. Time changes things; changes how we think, what we know to be true, and the things we tell ourselves to find peace.

But, does it change me and you?

I wonder over and over late at night until the world wakes up again. The sounds of the outside world slowly seep in and the loss of sleep that I hadn’t noticed becomes apparent in the morning’s new sun.

Tell me you think these things, too. 

[tired4000]

Two knights, one retired.

Hope you enjoy my poetry!

[kickasstransdumbass]

btw, it is totally possible to write someone with they/them pronouns without it sounding or reading weird/clunky,

“By the time the girl had finished talking, they weren't apprehensive anymore, and they were actually feeling a little protective of her now, much to their displeasure. They didn't want to care about a complete stranger, but here they were, Doing It anyways. Goddamnit.

Julie came out of the cell a few moments later, a concerned and thoughtful look on her face.

“Oh no.” they said, “No, no, no, we are not adopting her into the community this quickly! Everyone else had to go through tests, we cannot just let her in.” Julie cast an unamused look in their direction.

“What'd I tell you about doing that?” She said.

“Sorry, not sorry, we're not bypassing the tests for her.” They crossed their arms and waited in defiance.

“I wasn't thinking that we'd bypass all the tests for her, also i'm in charge, you don't get the final say.” Julie raised her eyebrow, “Just because your my advisor doesn't mean you get to make the decisions.”

“No, but I can advise you to make the better ones!” They sighed sharply, “and what do you mean 'not all'?” Julie snorted and glanced into the cell, gesturing for them to follow her. ”

[beardesigns]

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[miwatron467]

I saw a thing about writing about asexual characters

It was a post talking about how asexual characters not having to be introverted and disgusted with the idea of sex or traumatized(or something along those lines. It gave me an idea for a romance(even tho I suck at writing about love) and tbh I think it'd be really cute to have an asexual character who doesn't feel the desire to have sex with the person they come to love, but does anyway because they want to make their partner happy. Not like their partner is forcing them or anything like that, it's just the love that causes the character to do something they wouldn't normally even think about just so they could see their partner happy. Idk, maybe I have a skewed perception of love (it's difficult for me to write about), but I think love is there when someone would be willing to put their own self interests and comfort on the back burner, despite their lover not even asking them to. Like a messy and lazy person doing the dishes for their partner, or a party animal staying in for the night to just relax, or anyone sharing food. I think these types of sacrifices are the sweetest thing ever. If I have made an error in any of the above please correct me. As a writer I am open to new information and look at it as research for more realistic writing.

[cxnnaway-blog]

yet i believe the moon understands being human, being alone, uncertain, easily broken