super short drabble I wrote because I have advanced fiction writing HW due and HAHAHAHA I CANNOT THINK OF ANYTHING BUT SICKENINGLY SWEET FAN FICTION
When Virgil met Richie on the first day of 4th grade he realized that the other boy was barely tall enough to look over the teachers desk. That morning after his father walked him to class, his hand reassuringly in Virgil’s, he observed the pale faced boy shyly cantering towards the teachers desk after them and giving her a hastily scribbled, partly crumpled note from his father before resigning to look at his sneakers until she could assign him a seat. Virgil, 8 years old at the time and certainly tall enough to see the look of disdain on his teachers face as she read the note quietly, was too young to wonder why Richie’s father didn’t walk with him on his first day of class, like his father had. He only wondered what it would be like to have hair that was the color of playground sand and if the boy nervously trying to straighten his glasses knew that Virgil was also wearing a Superman t-shirt.
tajima yuuichirou complaining loudly and in public that he can’t reach hanai’s face with his face as if it’s the most unfair thing in the world…tajima yuuichirou wanting to hug hanai from behind but it just ends up a bit stupid because he’s not big enough to go around hanai both upwards and…
Because unfortunately while Tumblr tries to talk a good game about diversity and inclusiveness, fandom is in actuality sort of shit about liking things where they can’t just be writing about two white dudes touching dicks?
“Rape jokes are not jokes. Woman-hating jokes are not jokes. These guys are telling you what they think. When you laugh along to get their approval, you give them yours.”—Thomas Millar, Meet the Predator (via febrile-exhalation)