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i wrote a fic! (mind the tags, please)
it’s angsty! it’s tonally dissonant with its format! it’s like scrolling tumblr but more likely to make you cry about john laurens! please give it a try i got way too invested and spent hours fiddling with html to make it
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good morning everyone i am once again going insane
anyone wanna see notes app bdtaverse poetry
having finished a wip is such a weird feeling. i’ve been working on this since july and now i’m not working on it anymore
bdtaverse is a ghost story
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ray posted a thing so i’m thinking about bdtaverse teenage john. i’m gonna kinda sorta get into this in the fics but he’s stuck in the closet and so so angry about it. he knows for a fact he will never be able to come out to his father he will never be able to live a life true to himself he will have to spend the rest of his life as a bachelor or drag all his boyfriends into an all-consuming closet with him. (despite being the son of a political figure, he’s not really in the public eye due to [REDACTED] but his family would still find out eventually unless he kept everything secret).
and he’s just so angry and broken and hurt about it. carrying it around like a stone in his pocket. he can’t tell his father he can’t tell his siblings he’s too scared to even tell his mother he’s too scared to even tell the few friends he has. he’s already the weird kid and the problem child and the disappointment because of [REDACTED] he’s not gonna make it worse for himself.
but he rebels in the smallest ways. learns to make effective use of sharpies and scribble queer rights all over a bathroom wall in the best cursive he has. occasionally calls his friends on their bullshit. changes the subject if his father brings up gay marriage. it’s not enough. it’s never enough.
*thinks about bdtaverse john* *cries*
y’all i finally finished not a perfect son
