So Guys I Got This Idea, And I Know Its Not Pride Month Anymore, But During June I Didnt Have Any Time

so guys I got this idea, and I know its not pride month anymore, but during june i didnt have any time because of tests and shit, so Im asking now if you would want this: i would write a short story about one sexuality or gender. i dont know if every day, but ill try. you guys can comment what gender/sexuality you want next. would you like that?

this is also a way for me and other people to get to know the lgbtqia+ comunity better, sooo let me know :)

im under eighteen too and im omni, aroace and genderfluid. age doesnt mean you cant be who you are ❤️

hell no you dont have to!! ❤️❤️

Like/reblog if you think that you don't need to medically transition to be transgender

hell yeah, we dont have to!! ...if we dont want to, its okay if we do...

(not me acting like I didnt abandon you guys for like two weeks :3)

For aro/ace writers:

- you don't have to write sex scenes. Tolkien didn't

- you don't have to write romance. Lewis didn't

- you can write very close friendships that have nothing romantic nor sexual in them. Scott Lynch did

- you can write sexual relationships that don't involve romance. Sapkowski did

- you can write romantic relationships that don't involve sex. Pratchett and Gaiman did

Don't let anyone tell you that some kinds of relationships are impossible or that a story must contain some themes. It's your story, write it the way you want

This one is a bit longer, but I hope youll like it!! :))

What is wrong with me?

How did I get here?

Alex is standing across from me in a school hallway. It's almost midnight. And the end of the school year.

He looks surprised when he sees me. “What the hell are you doing here?” he hisses and comes closer, his eyes full of anger.

I start walking towards him too. “I can't let you do this,” I whisper back. “Not alone. What if someone catches you?”

“Well now they can catch both of us.” He rubs his eyes tiredly. “Jesus, Dom. Now you're going to get in the way.”

I snort. “Well, sorry that I don't want you to get into trouble! A lot of trouble. I don't know if this isn't illegal.”

Alex shrugs, which makes me even more mad. I really hate him right now. “It isn't when they dont catch you. Okay, listen. You're going to fucking hide and—”

Suddenly, we hear muffled steps. “Oh no,” I squeak as quietly as I can.

Alex puts his hand on my mouth. “Shut up,” he whispers in my ear and drags us both into a classroom.

He pushes me into the room so hard I fall down. Alex turns around to make sure I'm okay and then peeks out of the door's keyhole. “I think it's the guard.”

I stand up. “Yeah, no shit.”

His eyebrows shoot up. “Dominic Sanderson. You can swear. Well I'll be damned.”

I walk up to him. “Do you see them?”

“No, but I can hear their footsteps. And— Oh fuck, theyre getting closer.”

He takes me by my hand and hides us under the teacher's desk. The tablecloth hides us.

He doesn't let go. 

“Did you see what classroom were in?” he asks.

I nod. “Yeah. And you are fucking lucky we are in ours.”

He lets go of my hand and starts to move his fingers across the table. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Trying to find the secret drawer where teach keeps his assignments.”

I moan. “You're really doing this, aren't you?”

“Well if you want me to go to the same class as you, you should really shut up.”

I don't say anything.

After a minute, I hear Alexs: “Aha!”

I nudge into his shoulder. “Shit, I think the guard is getting closer.”

He keeps making noise, and I can hear the steps getting louder and louder. “Stop,” I try to take him by his hands, but he pushes me away. While I fall to the ground, I drag him with me. 

My head bangs into the wooded floor, and his head bangs against mine. We both moan loudly. “Fuck,” I whisper into his ear.

But then, the door open. We both freeze. Which is hard, since we are literally laying on each other. I hate you, I think.

The guard walks into the classroom and walks around for a few minutes. We can see his flashlight sliding on the floor, getting closer and closer. Right before the tablecloth ends, the guard stops and turns around.

After he leaves, we get off of each other. My ribs make a cracking noise. “Fuck,” I swear again.

Alex lies on the floor beside me and starts to laugh. “I think you cursed more in this hour than in your whole fucking life.”

I have to laugh too. “I think so too.”

He starts to laugh hysterically, so I have to put my hand over his mouth. “Shut up! The guard can still be around.”

But even I have to giggle. This whole situation is so absurd. 

He nudges my hip. “I got the assignment. Hand me the flashlight.”

I search for his flashlight for a moment and when I find it, I hand it to him. “You really doing this?”

“I said my reasons.”

I nod a few times. “Okay:”

While he scribbles on the paper, he gives me a smirk. “So you want me to stay with you in class?”

And besides me thinking my whole life I'm an aromantic, my heart skips a beat, right then and there. “Uh, no, I just–er–dont want you to fail!”

He rolls his eyes. “Yeah, sure.”

He writes one last word and puts the paper back where it was. “You know,” he whispers, “I would miss you too.”

He climbs up from under the desk and leaves me speechless. I blink and get up too. What the hell?

Alex is in the middle of the classroom, sitting on a desk. 

I sit next to him. The desk has a lot of holes in it, is painted on and written many slurs on too. I try to wipe them away, but it only smudges it.

“You know,” Alex starts, with a little smile. “This was fucking fun.”

I have to snort. “Yeah, but I'm sure you wouldn't say that if we got caught.”

He lies down and rests his head on the desk behind the one we're sitting on. “I'm sure I would.”

I purse my lips. “Nu-uh.”

He laughs. “Yu-uh.”

As I watch him there, lying, I want to move my fingers across his cheek, run my hand through his hair, hug him softly—

What the fuck, Dominic?

I shake my head. “We should go.”

Alex sighs. “Yeah, that's true.”

We get down, sneak out of the school and stop in the middle of the sidewalk. “You know, I guess I enjoyed this, because you were here with me.”

I pause. I can't tell what I'm feeling. I thought I was unable to feel romantic attraction, but now… “I…surprisingly did too.”

Alex tilts his head back and laughs. “You're full of surprises, Dom.”

We start walking towards our houses. “I didn't think I had this in me.”

When we get to the street where we have to split up, Alex does something that leaves me breathless. He kisses me. Even more shockingly, I kiss him back.

After that he hugs me and runs away.What the fuck is wrong with you, Dom?

I just want to say that youre valid, and even if youre confused about your identity, it doesnt mean there is something wrong with you. This story is also a bit of questioning, but if youd like, I can write a full story about questioning your idenity. hope you liked this :))

comment what sexuality/gender youd like to see next

so guys I got this idea, and I know its not pride month anymore, but during june i didnt have any time because of tests and shit, so Im asking now if you would want this: i would write a short story about one sexuality or gender. i dont know if every day, but ill try. you guys can comment what gender/sexuality you want next. would you like that?

this is also a way for me and other people to get to know the lgbtqia+ comunity better, sooo let me know :)

@cmchill okay!! ill try to post a demiromantic story today :))

so guys I got this idea, and I know its not pride month anymore, but during june i didnt have any time because of tests and shit, so Im asking now if you would want this: i would write a short story about one sexuality or gender. i dont know if every day, but ill try. you guys can comment what gender/sexuality you want next. would you like that?

this is also a way for me and other people to get to know the lgbtqia+ comunity better, sooo let me know :)