But. . . I just realised Izzy gets shot in his left side. . .
The side that is “non lethal” in this universe?? Really? We’re gonna go with that?
It really just feels like Izzy’s death just blatantly broke so many rules for the universe and the audience. We thought we were safe, that this was a camp comfort show, with miraculous recoveries, where no one we actually cared about died- But.
But-
No. Our “harsh reality” still somehow exists. We still can’t get our happy ever after?
I’m still on the fence about if we should be calling this out as BYG or not. Does it count if everyone is queer and one queer character dies? No, normally not. But. . . just something about Izzy going on this beautiful journey of queer discovery, self acceptance and found family love, only to be discarded in the most avoidable death possible, once his arc is over and he has no use for the main couple/characters anymore-
In fact, where he actually potentially “jeopardises” them by being in love with Ed. . . It just hits me the wrong way? And got me in that tender spot where a lot of my BYG/QB grief/trauma goes. Idek.
Izzy, their unicorn: one true captain. . .
His death just seems so trite and pointless to me-
I searched for you In the brightness of dawn, I look to the sky and firmaments, hoping to steal a glimpse of your awesome grandeur; lo and behold, when I scurried back to the safety of mine inner darkness, therein I found you in the shadows of my bleeding heart, drenched in the cascading showers of unrestrained and misunderstood emotions!
Cry to me dear friend,
that I may drink up thine tears.
Give the juices of thine sadness that I may make an elixir off of it;
for mine is an existence destined to bring succour to the broken,
it is mine to assemble the FELLOWSHIP OF THE DAMNED!
Touch Human touch That sensual caress of bare skin against bare skin Human touch That intimate caress of soothing words borne from lips ever so lovely…
I know I have been the hardest to love
Yet you still choose me
I don’t think I would ever want to date my own type of person
Yet you still hold on
If you were an angel sent to save me
Turn back because my soul’s already lost
My heart, too dark for your Love’s light to penetrate
’cause its darkness isn’t just a colour
It’s a mass
Too thick and damp to let anything through
So please let me be
That I…
I'm thinking I should really tell him I have a crush on him, buuut that might also kill the mood. I mean he's showing a lot of the signs: pet names, teasing (in front of his friends), mentioned once or twice that he missed me, and I'm pretty sure he's flirting. I'm not even sure he's ever even seen a picture of me and I know I haven't seen any of his. For all I know I just like the way he's treating me and I have a squish or something. We share a lot of things in common, like: we both have cats; we both wear glasses; we both have some kind of depression/anxiety disorder. We play a lot of L4D2 and our playing styles complement each other's. Also if I tell him and we decide to go serious...what then? I have no idea what I'm expecting out of this. We live on fucking opposite sides of the United States.
