Sorry if this is a bit projecting, but from my experience: being demi REALLY blurs your concept of love, I could not tell my attraction to someone cause I love all my friends, even to this day i wonder if what i feel is romantic or not. The guilt and shame hits so much different

gosh i'm so happy about this 💕that you like and appreciate it!

it really hits grian in moments when people talk about knowing when they were in love. about a moment of realisation, or sureness, or love at first sight, or this and that. because he... doesn't think he has that.

he can't tell when he fell in love with scar, when it tipped over, when it became something else. where the line is drawn, how to tell. it all feels so blurry, so seamless. he doesn't have one singular realisation of "oh, i'm in trouble" about his feelings.

it makes him doubt himself! or the strength of what he feels when compared to the others, if his story sounds so different and he can't relate to what they all are saying, you know?

but he undoubtedly loves scar 🥺

he also wonders, at one point, if scar fell in love with him, or with the idea of him. since it sounds to him like maybe scar fell even before they developed that very close bond. he struggles to wrap his head around it. it makes him uncomfortable to think of scar loving some shallow, made-up version of him before he even got to know grian's full depth. he doesn't know what to do with that.

and yet it also makes him feel bad that he was so slow to catch up in comparison. when scar talks about how early on his feelings were there and grian isn't sure when his own kicked in, but knows it was a lot later.

Milo I haven’t heard of that name in a long time

MILO MENTIONED OH MY LAWDDDD

So Milo is a bartender and Wishbone is sorta definitely a alcohol 🤔🤔

Milo might potentially find him a little irritating ngl, but Wishbone be tipping so he chill

Wishbone would like him cuz Milo is making his drinks type shit

Honestly I feel like it'd be cool if Wishbone was a regular at the place Milo works at 😼😼🫶🫶

In the midst of all of this, I found myself today thinking of Campaign One, and Kerrek's letter to Keyleth, and I just wanted to post a part of it.

"The folk in charge argue constantly, but that is to be expected. And it is no bad thing; they all want the same good things in different ways. I listen mostly, and do what I can to make sure they listen to each other. Without listening, nothing good can happen.

The town... when I say the repair is going well... it is a hard thing for me to talk about. I am not a particularly clever man, and much of this is new to me. When you make a mistake with metal, you can melt things down and start fresh. It is irritating, and it costs in time and soot and sweat, but it can be done. There is a comfort in iron, knowing that a fresh start is always possible. But a city is not a sword. It is a living thing, and living things defy simple fixing. Roots cannot be reforged. They scar, and broken branches must be cut and sealed with tar. And this makes me angry, as it always has, and my anger has no place to go.

It was easier when I was young. I could use my anger like a hammer against the world. I was so sure of myself, and my friends, and my rightness. I would hammer at the world, and breaking felt like making to me, and I was good at it. And while I was not wrong, neither was I entirely right. Nothing is simple.

I do not work in wood. I am not brave enough for that. There is a comfort in iron. A promise of safety. A second chance if mistakes are made. But a city is more a forest than a sword. No... it needs more tending than that. Perhaps a city is like a garden, then.

So these days it seems that I have become a gardener. I dig foundations in the earth. I sow rows of houses. I plan and plant. I watch the skies for rain and ruin. I cannot help but think that you would be better at this. But circumstance has put both of us in our own odd place. You are forced to be a hammer in the world, and my ungentle hands are learning how to tend a plot of land. We must do what we can do.

so.. what about Liam Gallagher, the youngest of the Gallagher brothers?….