One thing I love about being gay is that very specific emotion you get when you witness another queer person coming out or Realizing^tm or simply existing in the world for the first time as a queer person. And I’m not talking about friends or even people you know - it’s something I feel for complete strangers too: a youtuber I vaguely follow who just came out as a trans woman, two teenage girls I saw holding hands and furtively kissing behind shelves at the bookstore, this story of a 90yo gay man who finally decided to come out to his family… It’s a mix of pride and joy and, idk, tenderness? protectiveness? kinship? It’s like even though I’m never going to meet or talk to them, in my heart I’m holding a big sign that says “Welcome! Sorry if the journey’s been difficult, but you’re home now.”
baby seasons change but phil’s physical presence in dan’s life don’t
If salt is supposed to repel ghosts and demons, then the ocean must be the least haunted place on Earth.
did you ever doubt your dream will ever come true?
we stan
dnp saying “soon” moodboard
you know when someone writes a fic and it’s just SO GOOD and you’re wondering how they came up with the idea because it literally ignites your soul and is everything you wanted in a fic aND MORE and you just sigh to yourself because people are fucking fantastic ok
she/they // 20 // suffering in uni all at once , you're the one ♡i like dan and phil, taylor swift, yellowjackets and some harry potter stuff :)
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