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hscel · 3 months
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tealman801 · 8 months
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Passionate ❤️
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black-in-colors · 4 months
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moonlightsapphic · 1 year
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Look, I just need you guys to understand how important queer coming-of-age forbidden romances on internationally accessible platforms like Netflix is, especially to youth in countries where homosexuality still hasn't been legally decriminalised or socially accepted.
That was a mouthful, so let me explain. You, a white American adult with a liberal family, may not relate to a fictional anxious teen Swedish prince grappling with strict familial and societal expectations versus his first love. You may not find anything special in a bunch of queer British teens discovering themselves and figuring out complex relationships that are honestly rather simplistic, in retrospect. It might be a little too trite for you. Like, just a little vanilla without any extra drama. Perhaps corny—cringe, even. Too wholesome.
But you know what that is to me, a desi queer young adult? It's representation, in an unlikely place. My country certainly isn't making movies or shows where I see my secret relationship between me and my girlfriend portrayed. I don't see that happening in the next couple of decades, either, sadly. But you know who’s telling our stories? Alice Oseman. Lisa Ambjörn, Lars Beckung and Camilla Holter. Through fictional storylines that might seem kind of boring to you, I am finally able watch my lived experiences play out on screen.
American media has done such a disservice to queer coming-of-age stories. I want to scream this from the rooftops. Y’all, I’m glad to see more out quirky queer side-characters—I can’t get enough of them—but why is it so rarely their story, in sharp focus, about how they found themselves? I want to know how they overcame internalised homophobia. When was the moment they knew? What is the cost they have to pay for being out? For not being out?
And no, I don’t want it to be dramatic. I don’t need to see violence or betrayals or victorious kisses in public, really. I’m happiest with the teenagers behaving like real teenagers. Innocent, vulnerable, nervous. I want it to be heartfelt, and excruciatingly slow, and authentic. I want to see the small wins and the subtle losses. The quiet mental toll of how much you have to give to a queer relationship—especially your first queer relationship—and how hard that can be to separate from your Identity itself.
Give me that "am I gay?" quiz and genuinely crying at 3:00 AM because you're in a rabbit hole about LGBTQ+ rights in a country where you actually don’t want to be gay and you don’t even know if you “count” anyway. Show me that moment where you're going back and forth from forbidding yourself from seeing the one person that sees and understands you and it's to protect your mental and physical well-being but it's driving you insane. Give me ALL THE YOUNG ADULT BI+ AWAKENINGS where one person strolls into your life and changes everything. No, it’s really not the same as most cis-heterosexual insta-love movies out there, even if it looks that way to you. It doesn’t even cut it close.
The happy ending, the acceptance is only what I can dream of, not what I can expect. The wholesomeness is actually radical to me.
No, we’re not past the need for basic star-crossed queer romances. For most countries in the world (including for many white American teenagers!), we need them as much as ever.
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xferal-fairyx · 9 months
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ah-jiing · 2 years
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I like that ❤️
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gaygrayfox · 2 months
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hscel · 3 months
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Man love is great!
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tealman801 · 8 months
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Hold me and kiss me real good ❤️🤤🤤
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shinygearart · 2 months
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callumsgirl · 2 months
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IN MY HEAD #7
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Hold me tight
When Buck wakes up, it is late, well past midnight. At first he feels disoriented - stuffed into white, soft sheets. His head buzzes softly. For the first time since he came to England, his thoughts are at rest.
He reaches out and is surprised to find an empty, lukewarm pillow. Buck blinks and opens his eyes wearily. The side of the bed next to him is empty and he frowns. He props himself up on his elbows and squints as he makes out John's shadow in the chair by the window.
He pushes the comforter aside with a rustle and gets up. He crosses the room in a few steps and wraps his arms around John's neck from behind.
Bucky flinches and breathes in and out loudly. It seems as if Buck has torn him from his thoughts. "Hey," he whispers lovingly. Buck rubs his nose against Bucky's cheek and glides his lips over the warm skin. "Another nightmare?"
He notices how Bucky's body tenses at his question. Again, he breathes a chaste kiss on his cheek. His fingers stroke his chest and collarbone. John is breathing deeply and slowly, but his heart is beating fast under Bucky's palm.
"Tell me about your dream," Buck replies him gently. John shakes his head slightly.
"Darlin'," Buck sighs and circles the chair so that he is now standing in front of Bucky. He puts his hands on the back of the chair and leans down towards him. In the moonlight, he discovers the dried tears on John's cheeks. He strokes his thumb over the dried salt on his skin. "What can I do?" he asks quietly, agonized.
For him, there is nothing worse in the world than seeing John so full of pain.
John swallows and blinks before whispering in a hoarse voice, "Hold me tight, Buck."
Buck slides his left hand down Bucky's upper arm to his hand, where he interlaces their fingers. John slowly gets up and follows Buck back to bed.
Once Buck is on his back, he opens his arms and pulls Bucky into a warm, protective embrace. He places a hand on the back of his head and rests his cheek on his chest. John sighs as he hears the steady hum of Buck's heartbeat.
With the rhythm of Buck's heartbeat, his reassuring touch and soft voice, he slowly drifts away.
Tomorrow there still will be enough time to fight this goddamn nightmare.
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