Hey, idk how often you read these but I just wanted to thank you and everyone at rooster teeth/crwby for May. I was in a really bad mental state for a lot of my life so I never had time to really think about my gender identity. But seeing May being confirmed as trans sort of started me thinking about my gender for the first time and as time passed I realized how much I (amab) really felt like I was a woman. I started going by any pronouns and was surprised how happy I got when called she/her and when dressing/presenting more feminine. And now over 2 years later I just recently came out to my mom. So I just wanted to say thank you all so much for helping me find the missing part of myself I didn’t know existed for nearly 20 years :D 💜
I’m SO proud of you and SO happy for you!
I’m glad May could provide that bit of comfort and happiness for you too and kickstart your amazing journey!
This is what having representation is all about! ❤️
Could you write one with Lapis where she helps a reader that has a severe fear of the ocean/deep water? Taking them flying over the sea to help them and comforting them when it gets to be too much?💜
Cute idea! Listened to Like The Dawn and In Memoriam while writing this.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?”
A hundred feet below you, the ocean is dark and calm. The vast, watery expanse extends from horizon to horizon, with no land in sight- you’ve never been this far out to sea before, never been so far from shore. You can’t tear your eyes away from the seemingly endless void below you, your breath catching in your throat as a primal fear bubbles to life in your stomach.
“Hey. Hey, (y/n), look at me.”
What are you doing here? You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, but as you breathe in everything suddenly smells like salt and rotting fish and there’s nowhere to go what are you doing this was a stupid idea you’re going to die here-
“(y/n)! Look at me.”
In a second, you’re flipped on your back, a strong pair of arms holding you securely in place. Lapis looks down at you, her face dimly illuminated by starlight.
“Don’t look down. Look at me.” She smiles, a comforting little thing, and you do as she says, concentrating on her. In a moment, your heartbeat slows to normal, and you hang on to her a little tighter in a facsimile of a hug. She pulls you closer and you bury your face in her shoulder, closing your eyes as your breathing steadies.
“Are you feeling better?” Lapis asks, after a minute. She pauses, and speaks again. “We can go back if you want to, (y/n). You don’t have to be okay with this.”
“N-no.” You take a deep breath, calming yourself. It doesn’t smell overwhelmingly of salt or fish. It smells like Lapis, like sandy beaches and old wood, like acrylic paints and ocean breeze shampoo that doesn’t really smell like the ocean breeze or anything that you can name at all. You do feel better, now. “I’m better. We can try again.”
Lapis nods and swoops, her wings stretching out and catching the air as she coasts down just above the waves. “I’m going to try something, (y/n).” Lapis says, hovering just a few feet above the water. “Trust me, okay? And hold on.”
Gently, carefully, Lapis lowers herself until the two of you are just above the surface of the water. The ocean spray kicks up and all you can smell is salt, rot. It makes you want to retch. “Lapis-” You croak.
“Just a second!” She says, a barely discernible note of panic in her tone. “Hold on-” She carefully steps onto the surface of the ocean, her wings withdrawing into her gem as she leaves the air. Your breath hitches as your feet touch the water, but as you’re forced to put your weight on its surface, it does not break. The water pushes back against the soles of your feet, solid as dry land.
Lapis loosens her grip on you, moving her hands to rest on your waist. “You can let go, (y/n).” She says, softly. “I won’t let you fall. Promise.” After a moment of tortured indecision, you loosen your hold, and Lapis gently guides your hands into hers, keeping a gentle but firm grip on you.
“Can you look down for me, (y/n)?” She says, gently. “Remember, I’m right here. You’re safe.”
You nod, and after a moment, pry your eyes away from hers.
You look down.
It’s…
It’s beautiful.
Tonight is a cloudless night, and the pinprick-lights of stars cover the entire night sky. The ocean is still, hardly a wave to see, and the flat mirror of the water reflects the night sky almost perfectly below you. It’s like standing in the middle of the void, here, on earth. Stars above, stars below.
“It’s…” you say, trailing off.
“I know.” Lapis says, smiling.
“Is this what its like for you?” You ask, unbidden. “The ocean? Is it always like… this?” She hums, lost in thought for a moment, and you tear your gaze away from the sea of stars below to look at her.
“It’s not always beautiful. I used to think it was.” She says, looking into your eyes. “But there’s something about it that’s like… flying, you know? All that water, all around you… it makes you feel free.” She smirks, squeezing your hand. “What about you? What do you think of it?”
“It’s…” You hesitate for a moment. “Pretty. Nice, I think.” You grin. “Not as good as you, though.” She giggles, stepping closer to you over the water.
“Right back at you.” She tugs at your wrist, and you stumble forward into her arms. “May I have this dance, (y/n)?”
“You may.” You kiss her on the cheek as she laughs, and the two of you spend the rest of the night like that, dancing your time away beneath (and above) the stars.
