#cornley queers

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Queer Cornley Headcanons

(in alphabetical order, and will feature my own family relations hcs for some of the cast)

By Heresy <3

Under the cut just to not clog up y'all's dashboard <333

Annie

Gender: fluid

Pronouns: any, but mostly she/her, though they/them is also appreciated

Sexual Orientation: bisexual, but leans towards women

Romantic Orientation: biromantic, but leans towards men

Additional Notes: She had a slightly difficult time coming to terms with the difference in who she's romantically attracted to vs. who she's sexually attracted to, and how that interacts with her own gender (or sometimes lack thereof). It got easier after her older sister Alice came out as trans, because then she had someone to talk to.

Chris

Gender: trans

Pronouns: he/him

Sexual Orientation: sex-repulsed ace

Romantic Orientation: demiromantic with no preference, technically, though he tries to ignore the fact he's attracted to men

Additional Notes: I play around a lot with Chris and his gender a lot, though it's focused on his growing up as a girl and figuring out who he really is. (@marshmellowtea has v v v good Chris realizing she's a girl with the help of Sandra hcs, though, if you've not seen them yet!) I also have mixed hcs on how he feels about his gender and sexual and romantic orientation, and how much he accepts it. For me, it's a situation-based hc and however I'm feeling that day, I shan't lie.

Dennis

Gender: queer

Pronouns: he/him

Sexual Orientation: queer

Romantic Orientation: queer

Additional Notes: I think that of all the cast, Dennis had the easiest time realizing he wasn't cishet, and that it is reflected in how he acts around others, even when he can't act on-stage to save his life. Overall, I don't think that it really affects him all that much on a personal level? Like, he never angsted over finding out he liked wearing skirts and eyeshadow or finding out that he's attracted to more than just women. And he doesn't want to deal with all of the labels and having to explain anything to anyone, because he feels he doesn't have to, so he's just. Queer <3

Jonathan

Gender: cis

Pronouns: he/him

Sexual Orientation: grey-ace, though he's generally ambivalent towards sex

Romantic Orientation: heteroromantic

Additional Notes: SO, my hc with his relationship with sex is that he used to think something was wrong with him, which I've discussed in the past, so he would go through the motions but wonder the whole time why he wasn't really seeming to enjoy it as much as his partner. After the whole Peter Pan Incident, he's decided to focus on his acting; the Drama Society; his family and friends; and especially his daughter Bennie. (Who I hc played the little girl in A Christmas Carol Goes Wrong!)

Lucy

Gender: questioning

Pronouns: she/her, but is starting to consider ze/zyr/zyrs, though she's not told anyone other than Max and Annie yet.

Sexual Orientation: grey-ace, though generally ambivalent

Romantic Orientation: aromantic

Additional Notes: I think that Lucy is closest to Max and Annie out of the whole cast, aside from her Uncle Robert, but she hasn't told him yet about the gender questioning because she isn't sure how he'll take it. Annie and Max have assured her that he would be supportive, but Lucy thinks there's a difference between using your A&E doctor's pronouns and finding out your niece uses them, as well.

Max

Gender: nonbinary

Pronouns: he/him or ze/hir

Sexual Orientation: bisexual, no preference

Romantic Orientation: biromantic, no preference

Additional Notes: I hc that the Bennetts are a large, but close-knit family, so I think that Max grew up with like a dozen or so family members who he saw on a regular basis that were queer. So him realizing he's not cishet was a little nerve-wracking because his older brother and older sister are both cishet. But overall, coming out was a very easy and joyous thing for him and his family.

Robert

Gender: cisgender

Pronouns: he/him

Sexual Orientation: demisexual, with a leaning towards women

Romantic Orientation: demiromantic, with a leaning towards men

Additional Notes: I think that Robert is someone who finds people attractive, yes, but doesn't really care unless the person really grabs his intellectual interest. He doesn't care much for long-term relationships with someone that is boring to him, but at the same time, he's not super into the idea of his partner being more interesting than him. He walks a thin line, and it gives Sandra a headache whenever he explains his thought process on if he is or is not attracted to somebody.

Sandra

Gender: nonbinary

Pronouns: she/her

Sexual Orientation: demisexual, with a leaning towards men

Romantic Orientation: biromantic, with a leaning towards men

Additional Notes: Sandra, I think, doesn't feel as if she has a gender, but is also very comfortable being effeminate and being seen as a woman. She just… Isn't one. It's not really something she thinks about all that often, but sometimes she'll ask Chris privately to have a role where she plays a man or someone more androgynous. She also doesn't go around slagging off with whoever, so after Peter Pan and the recordings fiasco, she was rather cold to Chris and Robert for what they said about her.

Trevor

Gender: cis?

Pronouns: he/him

Sexual Orientation: demisexual, no preference

Romantic Orientation: biromantic, with a leaning towards men

Additional Notes: I think that, like Dennis, his sexual and romantic orientations don't bother him that much. However, this is more due to his ignoring that he's not het more than it is him accepting it. He isn't as repressive as Chris or Jono, but he's also not just spouting about it the way that Annie does. (Spouting is an exaggeration used for humorous purposes in this instance.) He has only come out to a handful of people, and each time he had, he felt sick to his stomach and regretted it the entire time until he was done speaking. So far, the reactions from this handful of people have been mixed, with some good and some bad. He has not even started to think about his gender, but since Nessa came out to the Cast, it's started to eat at him more.

Vanessa

Gender: nonbinary

Pronouns: she/hers and It/Its (It is always in caps to help differentiate from Itself and what It is talking about.)

Sexual Orientation: demisexual, no preference

Romantic Orientation: biromantic, no preference

Additional Notes: She Does Not Think about it. For the longest time while she was growing up, the idea of liking girls in more than just a platonic sense wasn't even on the radar. And the idea that someone could just... Not be the gender they were born as? Fucking mindblowing to It. When It finally came out to the rest of the Cast, It was greeted with such an outpouring of love (Sandra, Max, Annie, Dennis, and Jono) and more muted, but still positive responses (Trevor, Chris, and Robert). When It is using It/Its pronouns, Ness is the preferred way to call It. When she's using she/her, Vanessa and Nessa are fine, though she has no issues with Ness, either.

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happy pride month to every single member of the cornley polytechnic drama society!🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

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the cornley brainrot has a chokehold on me so introducing: my headcanons about the cornley polytechnic drama society's identities

annie is genderfluid and a lesbian

trevor is trans and gay (same w tessa)

chris is demiromantic, graysexual and gay

sandra and max are both bi

Jonathan is omnisexual

Vanessa is pan and demiromantic

dennis is aroace

Robert is pan

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maybe in honour of pride month i’ll make my cornley queer headcanons post

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Queer Cornley headcanons are making their rounds in the discord again (/pos) so here's mine in depth!

Annie

Pronouns: she/they

Orientation & gender identity: Sapphic nonbinary

- I feel like Annie identifies with being a woman but not strictly a woman. Sometimes their gender feels less binary or sometimes they just feel like they don't have one. It fluctuates for her. As for her sexuality, she just loves women. The reason I don't see her as a lesbian though is because I feel like she can be attracted to men, but it's more of a shallow, purely physical, attraction.

Sandra

Pronouns: she/her

Orientation & gender identity: Bisexual, cis woman

Not much to say about this one, it's just obvious and that's okay lmaoo

Jonathon

Pronouns: he/him

Orientation & gender identity: unlabeled, cis man

Everyone assumes Jonathan is the only cishet in Cornley, and he understands why. He's straight passing and most of his relationships and sexual endeavors have been with women, but he's not not attracted to other genders. He's just kind of into anybody who's into him and prefers not to tie himself to a specific label. Since it wasn't something he explicitly ever made known, the rest of Cornley found out about it when they went to a party together and him and another man were making out in the kitchen and half of the group walked in on it.

Chris

Pronouns: he/him

Orientation & gender identity: bisexual, cis man

Chris struggled a lot with his sexuality in his youth but when he went to uni, he slowly started to become okay with his bi-ness and let himself explore. Nowadays he's very casual and comfortable about his orientation.

Robert

Pronouns: he/him

Orientation & gender identity: a fucking gay mess, cis man

Robert is mlm, he's felt attraction for men for as long as he can remember. He knows this, but it's a big point of discomfort for him due to experiences in his childhood. He's fine with anybody else being queer but when it comes to himself, he's got major internalized homophobia. It does not help that the long-term subject of his attraction is one Chris Bean. He hates the complicated way he feels about Chris. He equally wants to punch Chris in the face as much as he wants to kiss him within an inch of his life. There is a part of him that is genuinely attracted to women, but only in specific circumstances. One of the main reasons Denise left him is because she figured this out, he never really loved her like that. He loved her in other ways though, but the reason that her leaving him affects him so much, is because she was a protective blanket and a comfortable lie. With her out of the picture, the parts of him he was desperately trying to repress are more persistent.

Max

Pronouns: he/him/any

Orientation & gender identity: pansexual, cis(ish) man

Max just loves people, but mostly his sexuality is; Sandra. He's just so madly in love with her. Though, I do think they would have a more open relationship, in terms of physically anyways. Max and Sandra are each other's #1's but they are alright with the other kissing, having hook ups, or other things, with other people; they also will include others in their ~spicy times~

Vanessa

Pronouns: she/her

Orientation & gender identity: lesbian, cis woman

I also don't really have much to add to this, but to me she'd be the epitome of a Useless Lesbian™️ (/aff) Vanessa is madly pining for Annie and vise versa.

"I just think that women." - Vanessa at least once a day

Trevor

Pronouns: he/him

Orientation & gender identity: queer, binary trans man

As a certified trans man*, Trevor is a fucking trans man lmaoo. Just like, look at him. For his orientation, I was torn between gay and queer but ultimately decided on the latter cuz I can just see him working in a lot of different dynamics

Dennis

Pronouns: he/him

Orientation & gender identity: panromantic asexual, cis man

Personally, I just can't see Dennis as allosexual, but romantically, I think he'd be open to all genders

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I'm gnawing upon this like that video of the tiny dog with that bigass stick

Under the cut because we know how I am a;ldksfja;ld

Post-writing edit: Jesus I really went in with this one, aye? Hope you enjoy it anyway 😅😅😅

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So I'm picturing this as a situation where it's just him and Nessa at A&E still. Everyone else was cleared to sleep off the tranquillizers, but due to her past with being knocked about on the head, the doctor wanted to keep her overnight for observation. Trevor had to act as the rest of the cast's personal cabbie, driving them home. Chris doesn't know how the rest of the night went, back at the Theatre, and his phone had been on silent the entire time until now because he was backstage, and then he was talking with the doctors and nurses, and trying to coordinate with Trev about everyone else. He is not wearing the Prince of Wales getup, having managed at least get his trou back on and toss off the elaborate coat, leaving him in a pair of navy slacks and a plain white T-shirt.

Also, because this is me we're talking about, there's also some ChrisNessa in here, in part because of my personal headcanons about both of their parents.

“She's fine,” Doctor Samander “Sam” Aarons reassured him. “Like Erika said, we're jus' keeping her overnight for observation.”

“Right, right,” Chris agreed weakly, trying to keep his eyes from darting over to Vanessa again and again and again. “Because of her history with head injuries.”

Doctor Sam smiled sympathetically at him. Zyr brown eyes were understanding as ze said, “She'll be righ' as rain, Chris. We both know how resilient she is.” Doctor Sam joked lightly. Zyrself, Nurse Erika Rodgers, and the Nurse at Reception Nerys Bogman were the three of the five members of staff at Cornley A&E who regularly saw to the Cast when they came in.

Zyr pager beeped, and Doctor Sam pat Chris on the shoulder—his good one—a few times before ze reminded him, “Nerys'll come check up on you and Ness in a bit. You know where to find her or Erika if something happens.”

“Thanks, Sam,” he said, a wan smile somehow making it to his face. Ze gave him one last glance as they left the room, the shadows from the dimmed lights making zyr expression difficult to read. Zyr pager beeped once more, and like a ghost, ze vanished.

Chris let out a deep sigh, going to the chairs next to the bed where Vanessa was unconscious, hooked up to a few machines. He ought to see how Trevor was doing, or maybe see how the end of the filming went with Jonathan's ensemble piece. What he really wanted to do was collapse into bed with his weighted blanket, Vanessa curled up next to him, and her fluffy cat Othello at their knees.

He collapsed into one of the chairs and, after staring at Vanessa for some unknown to him amount of time, he pulled out his phone. He didn't even bother to look at any notifications at first, his phone unlocking to show the text message chain he had with Trevor. The arrow to the main screen—that is, the screen which shows all of his text messages—was highlighted, letting him know that he had more unopened and unseen texts to look through. He hoped that they would just be messages from the techies or some of his and Vanessa's friends, perhaps even Mrs. Bennett or Mrs. Twilloil checking in on them. But he knew, even before looking, who the messages were probably from.

He'd barely managed to hit send on a text asking Trevor if everyone got home safe before his screen was lighting up with “INCOMING CALL FROM Mum”.

He swallowed, standing up and moving away to the far corner of the room before answering the call.

“Hello?” He greeted quietly, not wanting to disturb Vanessa.

“Hello? Hello? That's how you greet me after two hours of ignoring my worried calls and messages?” The voice of his Mum immediately kicks off in his ear.

“I'm at hospital, Mum,” Chris tried to explain, “and the rest of the Cast were incapacitated. Only Trevor and I were able to coordinate with the staff.”

“I am aware you are at A&E,” she said, her tone even and measured. “I watched tonight's, tonight's disaster.”

The slight joy he felt at hearing that his Mum had watched the show was immediately cut by her summation of it.

“How could you be so reckless,” she asked, and for the briefest of moments, he thought that she was talking about the mix-up with the tranquillizers. But she continued, “wearing the outfit of the Prince of Wales and prancing around like that! Violet watches your plays, you know, and now Raymond—your father—will have to answer to her husband Mark why you were in your pants on national television. And with the Union Jack printed on them, no less.”

Chris clenches his jaw, trying to remember what Sandra had told him about letting his Mum's criticisms get to him. But this time… This time, she'd watched their performances! It was different, right now, to what Sandra had said to him about their other showings. It was!

“It was a farce, Mum,” he said quietly, “from nineteen seventy-nine. It was supposed to be a comical, sort of, play.”

“And laughing at, making fun of the Royal Family? Is that what passes for comedy nowadays? Is that what your Father and I raised you to do? Spit on our National Heritage?”

“I,” he tried, “I'm sorry, Mum. Annie picked the show, the roles. It wasn't my choice.” He hated that he could feel tears start to build under his skin.

“At least the radio play you did didn't involve anyone getting hurt,” Mum said after a few moments of silence, her voice softer now. More like the Mum he distantly remembered from his early childhood.

But what she said was wrong. Wasn't it? Sure, Trevor didn't get himself while drumming with hammers or throwing bricks around or shooting a gun into the air. But Sandra got hurt. Granted, it wasn't as serious as some Cornley injuries could be, but she must've got hurt by breathing in Dennis' deodorant spray. Right?

“But wouldn't Sandra have got hurt by the wrong spray?” He couldn't stop himself from asking his Mum. He bit at the inside of his lower lip.

“… She seemed to be speaking perfectly fine during the farce,” Mum replied, the chill in her voice rising some.

“Right, of course,” he said quickly, wanting to appease her in any way he could.

Silence fell on the line again, and Chris started digging his nails into the palm of his free hand. He daren't look back at Vanessa, sure that seeing her looking so unnaturally calm would make an already poor moment turn worse.

“I just,” Mum started, then stopped, unusually hesitant. Chris tilted his head in concerned confusion, though he was aware, somewhere in the back of his mind, that it wouldn't matter. She wasn't here to see him.

“Mum?” He prompted when she didn't continue speaking after a few seconds. He was tempted to pull his phone away from his ear to see if the call had dropped, when she started speaking again.

“I just wonder why you keep that man in black on the payroll,” she finally said, “he doesn't seem to do all that well at his job. Just look at poor Vanessa,” she sighed loud enough on her end of the line that he could hear it.

“What,” he stopped himself when his voice cracked. Swallowing, he tried to ask again, “What about Vanessa?”

“Well, if you would've been stronger in talking to the cast after their shoddy attempt to take the role of Director from you like your Father had said,” Mum's voice was kind, her words wrapping around him the way her arms rarely did. “This wouldn't have happened.”

Chris felt more ice in his veins start to appear. He could barely muster out a questioning hum, his mind was so focused on what she was telling him.

“Vanessa getting shot with a tranquillizer gun, her not having any actual role in that radio drama,” Mum listed off seemingly carelessly, “Vanessa wouldn't be in hospital if you had put your foot down like Raymond's been telling you to all these years.” Her voice had grown stiff and harsh again, and Chris wasn't sure where the anger in her voice was directed: at himself for not being strong enough, or at the perceived failings of the Cast.

“It's not your fault, of course, Chris, dear,” Mum said, her voice back to being the sweet and gentle sound he always strived to hear from her, “but… No. No, I shouldn't say anything more.”

“No, Mum, it's alright,” he said, part of him screaming at himself that he should've hung up the phone on her ages ago. “What were you going to say?”

“Oh, dear,” she laughed—the way he'd heard her laugh at gatherings in the evenings growing up with the other women in her sewing circle. It had always sounded slightly off to him, and he could never quite figure out why. “I, well, I was just going to say that it wasn't your fault that this happened to Vanessa, but… It also was, a little bit, don't you agree?”

His breath caught at her words, and his doubts and insecurities about everything that had happened over that night, over the past several months after the coup, took her words as Truth. It was his fault that Nessa is hurt, wasn't it? If he had done better at getting on Trevor about stage safety, making sure that the window box from Summer, Once Again and the Royal Crest from The Most Lamentable were secured to the walls of the set properly, maybe Vanessa wouldn't have to be here right now. Maybe the two of them could be back at her flat—a place that's nearly become synonymous with home to him—curled up under the covers, a cat purring away happily on the bed with them. Maybe he really did get Vanessa hurt. He didn't pull the trigger of the tranquillizer gun, not physically, but in a way, he did. Didn't he?

He felt fingers carefully grasping his hand and wrist, pulling the phone away from his ear. Glazed eyes lighted upon someone familiar—Nerys, his mind makes the connection a few beats later, as if he was thinking in sludge—puts the phone up to her face.

“Sorry,” Nerys' gentle voice said after she took the phone away from his frozen self, “Chris has sustained a concussion, and it is the Doctor's order that he not be on any sort of electronic device for the next few days as he heals.”

Chris can see, in a vague sort of sense, how the corners of Nerys' eyes tighten, how her smile becomes even more plastered on than before.

“Thank you for understanding that no one, not even the Director of the Cornley Drama Society, can disobey Doctor's orders. Have a good night.” She said, evidently bowling right over whatever it was Mum was saying to her.

After she hung up, the tension on Nerys' face seemed to melt away, and she turned to face Chris more fully. “Sam said that you are not to use any electronic devices until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest. Ze've already told Trev, and he knows to text me any updates about the rest of the Cast if anything happens overnight.”

Chris blinks several times, mind still working overtime to catch up to the current proceedings. His physical awareness starts to come back in pieces, the feeling of the floor solidly under his feet, the chill in his limbs as the numbness begins to leave them. The way he felt clammy all over, yet still too warm.

Nerys set his phone down on top of the cabinet next to Vanessa's bed before helping him to the chairs next to her. She was awake now, eyes still slightly hazy from the ketamine—which, honestly, could only be expected—and those hazy eyes were watching him, a frown on Vanessa's face accompanying the look.

His own brow wrinkled in return, though his look was one of confusion. Did he miss her waking up? When did it happen? Another thought struck. How much did she see? Did she hear?

Nerys rubbed his shoulder gently as he took Vanessa's free hand, the one without the IV or blood pressure moniter attached. The nurse puttered about the couple in silence, only the steady beeps from the moniters interrupting. She finished her check-up, wrote the results on the clipboard at the end of Nessa's bed, and left them with a small, polite smile.

As her footsteps faded away, Chris allowed himself to fully collapse against the bed, against Vanessa. His head leaned heavily into her thigh, near where it met her hip, and her grip on his hand tightened. Her other hand comes to rest on his head, her thumb stroking back and forth through his hair. He knew that once he was feeling better—once he'd slept some, gotten out of the costume, and washed his face—that they'd talk about this. He was starting to put the pieces together in his mind for how, exactly, Nerys had known to come to the room.

He knew that tomorrow would be filled with soft words, murmured reassurances, and the sound of a cat meowing behind the door to a flat. He knew the day after would be full of talks with Sandra and Max and Jonathan, even, about boundaries again. How to tell his parents when to stop, how to tell himself not to pick up their calls.

But for now, Chris falls into the sleep one only gets when they're emotionally and physically drained, the sounds of steady beeping and fingers brushing through hair accompanying him to the Land of Nod.

*shakes you by the shoulders* HOW DO YOU THINK CHRIS' PARENTS REACTED TO SEEING HIM WEARING THE UNION JACK ON HIS PANTS AND FLOUNCING AROUND WITH A "WEH HEH HEUH" LAUGH IN A UNIFORM AT THE END OF ANNIE'S PLAY FOR THIRTY SECONDS???

HOW LONG WAS IT THAT THE SHOW WAS AIRED THAT CELIA AND RAYMOND WERE ON THE PHONE TO TALK TO HIM ABOUT HOW NOT ONLY DID HE DISGRACE THEM BY DOING THAT, BUT HE DISGRACED THE COUNTRY AS WELL?

HOW MANY TIMES DID THEY USE NESSA'S GETTING KNOCKED OUT AND CARRIED OUT AS ANOTHER PART TO THEIR GUILT TRIPS AAAAUUUUGGGHHHH

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i’m tempted to make a picture post of my queer headcanons for cornley, but the problem is that i have several different headcanons that i change depending on my mood and the circumstances i am putting the characters in.

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Goalie

Annie Twilloil, Goalie, #43

Nickname(s): Twillsy or Oiler

She started out in football (soccer) (not in goal at all; she was a striker) with ice skating as a recreational hobby, but her older sister Alice needed to practice hitting pucks with someone to block, and so Annie was forced into that role.

The Twilloil sisters quickly found out that Annie was very quick and could process where the puck was with ease.

[Complete side note, but Alice came out as trans after she stopped playing ice hockey. This happened when she and Annie were in their mid-twenties. The Twilloils took the news extremely well, and Alice cried when her family threw her a first anniversary party for the day she came out to them. It was very sweet and very emotional, and I love her very much.]

She chose #43 because it'd been the number she played as on the football (soccer) pitch, and the inverse of Alice's number, which was #34.

She was called up from the farm team for Cornley Catastrophe, the Hedgewick Hens. She still has a lot of friends on the team and is campaigning for the Cats to call up their goalie and another d-man.

She gets on with Trevor and Nessa the most, but she and Dennis do have a weekly meeting at a coffee shop near the arena where they talk about whatever. Ranging from mundane topics such as what they were going to make for dinner, to more serious topics such as figuring out how one knows if they're queer or not.

Granted, a lot of those meetings are spent explaining things to him that she's always surprised she has to explain, but she enjoys her time with him. He's like a little brother to her.

Just like every goalie ever, Annie's got some odd superstitions that she follows before games.

She doesn't touch her mask with her left hand until she's got her padding on.

She eats three chicken tenders, seven pieces of steamed broccoli, and an ice-cold peach that had been sitting in the refrigerator two days before the game.

And she absolutely, absolutely, absolutely does not step in the center of the locker room. She even makes a point to keep at least half a stick away from the edge.

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methinks

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so many good cornley sexuality/gender headcanons appearing recently <3 keep em coming it's my favourite type of content.

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can’t believe every single sexuality or gender headcanon about the cpds is good and amazing and correct.

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good evening! no one in the cornley polytechnic drama society is cishet!

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okay since i'm thinking about, here's a couple of things i'm hoping for in series 2

i know shields said we'd be getting more personal info about the characters (i haven't actually seen where he said that, so if someone has a link that'd be great), but i thought i should say it again anyway

especially their friendships! i wanna know more about what they act like around each other! show me them being a found family dammit.

give jonathan a bigger role. at least one. even dennis got a leading role! let jonathan have one too!

speaking of leading roles, annie is the only character (apart from jonathan obviously) who hasn't had one of the two leading roles, and i fully believe she deserves it at this point.

i'd love to see more of trevor understudying. let him have to fill in because one of them is knocked out. link it back to tptgw and ppgw. we love him.

i am highly doubtful this will happen but i very much want one of the episodes to be doctor frog. and if not, at least give us some more of the script.

genre-wise, i would love a fantasy episode (especially because we know the cast loves fantasy). also rooting for sci-fi and western.

please. confirm at least one of them as lgbtq+. i am begging on my knees. give me one canonically queer cornley member and i will be happy.

these are all only hopes, so it's not like i'll be super disappointed if they don't happen, but i felt like sharing. feel free to add on any ideas you have.