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Lorelai

@lilacluciferanist

He/She/They | Sapphic | Certified No Braincel | Pagan

The moratorium on this has long since passed! I made this piece for the 2020 (or was it 2019?) TF2 calendar. I got assigned February, with Zhanna and Soldier, and couldn't help myself. These two as the most deranged Psyche and Eros (and their host of cupids) would make for . . . some kind of Valentine's day, that's for sure.

listen, LISTEN.

Y'know those isekai webcomics? The ones with ads everywhere and you've maybe read the ad or actually read the webcomic?

I want one of those. I want to make one of those (?).

Where the main character is a female dropped into the usual setting and they find out they're the (main character/side character/villain), right.

But I want the endgame to be lesbians. You heard me; LESBIANS.

and I don't want it to be obvious either. All of the love interests presented are men like usual. And maybe the story has them trying to avoid the love interests (because bad ending/doesn't care for the original storyline/doesn't like the characters).

And then if they're the main character they fall in love with the (villain/side character).

If they're the villain they fall in love with the (main character/side character).

And if they're the side character they fall in love with the (main character/villain). That one's my favorites btw; The person is the side character and they fall in love with the villain or main character. And it's end game. Not just two girlies being besties, or even pandering, THEY FALL IN LOVE AND GET MARRIED AND BE HAPPY LESBIANS.

okay. wait. Imagine one where the endgame lover is actually one of the original male love interests but turns out; TRANS. And she slays. Thats it.

I graduated high school in 99.

There was a student at our school named Wayne.

Wayne was gay. It was obvious. He was unable to stay in the closet even if he wanted to. To make matters worse, he was also Black. From a bullying standpoint, that was not a great combo. Both Black and white students made fun of him relentlessly. He was ostracized from the only community that may have given him protection. Only us theater kids stuck up for him, but not to significant effect.

Wayne was bullied so much that at one point he finally snapped and attacked his bullies with a lunch tray. I was actually seated in perfect line of sight and just sat there chewing my soggy fries in stunned silence. It didn't even seem real as I was witnessing it. The image of him wailing on his main bully as the food on his tray flew off is permanently logged into my long term memory.

The bully he attacked had blood all over his face and went straight to the nurse. Other than superficial cuts, he was not injured.

Before the attack, Wayne went to teachers for help. He went to guidance counselors for help. He went to the principals for help.

He did all of the things you were supposed to do. No one helped him. They wagged a finger at the bullies and warned them to stop.

Wayne's lunch tray melee was the only thing that worked. His bullies stayed far away from him. But a week later Wayne was expelled and the bullies were given no punishment.

So... no.

No one in my school talked about being trans.

Because the only way to survive being openly queer was to bash people with a lunch tray.

Admin's dream

I was stuck on a deserted island. I didn't know how I got there, but I was all alone.

There was a house there, a fresh source of water, many edible plants, I had cows and chickens with me and a dog, but no humans.

I also had Wi-Fi, but it wouldn't allow me to contact anyone or tell them where I was or ask for help.

I just Googled things for days on end, listen to music, watched shows and tended my little place.

I was incredibly lonely.

Ngl that sounds amazing (minus the “no humans” part)