kinda bored rn so here ig
its bad, i wrote it like 2 months ago 😒
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Girls were supposed to be pretty. Supposed to clean and cook and look good for their husbands. Well, at least, that's what I was always told. From the day I learned to speak, my parents always talked about that stuff to me. It was always "Y/n, when you grow up, you're gonna be the best wife. You're gonna have a handsome husband who you will cook for and take care of" or 'when you have kids' this and 'when you have kids' that. It was never "Y/n, you can be with whoever you want to be with." It was never "We will be proud of you no matter what". No. And maybe that did have an affect on me. Maybe it did do something to my mind but when I met Dream, it felt as though everything was right. But not perfect. I had met Dream one day at the small market I worked at. We had hit it off immediately and became close friends. A while later, we started to date and truly enjoyed life together. It has been almost a year since we first started dating and it was one of the best years of my life.
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Piss Lord <3
Y/n
Hey, I was wondering if you were free, I have something to talk to you about.
Piss Lord <3
Of course, I'm free right now if you want to come over. Is everything okay?
Y/n
I'll be right over. And i'm not sure yet.
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As I walked to the bus stop that takes me about a block down from Dream's, the nerves started up. It felt as thought my stomach was dropping but being firmly squeezed at the same time. It was one of the words feelings ever. Though I knew Dream accepted and loved the lgbtq+ community, it was still scary. I mean, I would probably be confused if my partner of almost a year and friend of 6 years told me they weren't actually who they were. I sucked it up though, if he didn't want me, then I will find a way to live without him.
After arriving at his house, I hesitated before knocking on the door and I heard it click twice before it swung open. Dream stood there looking concerned and ushered me inside onto the couch. I took a deep breath before turning to look him in the eyes,
"Dream, what I'm about to tell you will probably be a surprise and it's 100% okay if you don't want to date me anymore," Y/n said tentatively, "Dream, I'm trans. I'm a guy. Please refer to me as such. I still love you though."
"I still love you too," Dream said with a smile.
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i havent updated this in so long goddamn.
- BIG LAW
(prns - he/they)
