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what if i was EMOTIONAL
#wwaahhh .wah.#thinking about. being queer and how im involved in local queer scenes like HOW COOL IS THAT#im on a planning committee for a queer youth thing !! ive made coloring sheets and im going to be hosting a little xenogender chat area AT#THE EVENT !!!#and i know so many queer people irl now#and it hits so different when theyre older transmascs#and one of them i know is gnc and uses neopronouns and ae is so fucking cool i need him to know that i look up to him so much#this is kinda what i always wanted yknow .to be involved in the community and its finally happening :)#i go to queer youth meetups occasionally and the committee stuff is for a Diff organization and also ive got an interview at a rlly cool#place?? albeit its not a queer organization but its still cool#and im so. so close to talking to my mom about T#its always on the tip of my tongue but i cant#there's a good time to do it and i've jsut gotta wait for then and#wah#also unrelated but i can see my brother is playing cod black ops 4 and it makes me go :(( cuz i cant play with him#this is jsut a wall of text. so sorry#moss meows
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heather is clearly not the athletic type, she doesn't try and act like she might be anything else. thinks for a second that scott isn't sly and that being taught how to ice skate would bring her along, involved so much hand holding and what not. she doesn't want to admit that the cheering on makes her feel some type of way. she can feel him beaming, his feelings bleeding to her. and it does crack a smile from her usual stoic expression. someone could get lost in his eyes. and she. she isn't. but someone else could.
"i'll give you that, they do match me much better." she focuses then, looking down at her feet. trying to follow the instructions. moving only barely, feels like a toddler. but slowly seems to get the hang of it. hides the excitement she is feeling, in all honesty it could be pinned on him. it's scott's fault. "next time we should get you on some platforms, to make it fair or something." she comments offhandedly. holds onto his hand. feels. safe. that's new.
⋆ ⋆ ⋆ For Scott, the world was pretty simple: His family needed him, his team needed him, his friends needed him. This was another world though. He loved everything that needed him. Ice and people were just as important to him as his sister's jewellery sat safely in a box under his bed. Heather made him smile and made his heart hurt and laughed when he said dumb shit. Altogether, getting her out on the ice would be a lot like getting a diamond to sit safely in that gold band that he kept on his right hand.
' Yeah well, the basketball team was named first so we got stuck with the tigers, but at least snow tigers are already a thing and they match your whole getup better than the orange ones, ' Scott hummed, non-plussed at her words. His face was set in a sure smile and he squeezed her hands gently, a small gesture of confidence before he pulled them back just a little so they were further from the boards. The hockey player beamed at her, ' see ? you're amazing. Angle your feet out a little and push, like ten and two. '
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me: wah wwaahhh my tummy hurts :(
me: *eats 23 tator tots w/ ranch*
me: wah wwaahhh my tummy hurts :(
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