to T,
tnaomiefor sharing with me, beautifully (and hilariously) detailed anecdotes of her air travel experiences. she laid the stone—for felix and royu's story to be built on.
a/n:
- hello~! if you've made it until here, thank you so much for giving turbulence a chance. i am so, so grateful. felix and royu have been on my mind a lot recently, and although i'll miss these cuties, i'm so glad i got to write their story! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)ﻭ
-also, turbulence sucks. (;'༎ຶД༎ຶ')
-that aside, there are some things that i want to talk about with regards to what i've written, so i shall get right into that! ヽ(^o^)丿
1. "a piece of historical fiction set in a period when the world was still using labels to identify sexualities. now, any attempt to classify people on the basis of who they get intimate with can get you penalised."
- turbulence, is by no means, set in the future. around the time i was writing this story, i had also been reading, "date me, bryson keller"—a book which, with its plot revolving around a closeted gay teen surrounded by deeply religious parents and homophobic classmates, made me reflect on "labels". classification like this may be necessary to process information in the world, but when it comes to sexual identities, i can only think that they create a big, sticky mess. while there are differing viewpoints (my cousin, for instance, mentioned that people need labels to claim their identity), at this moment, i believe that labels are too restrictive, divisive, and undermine the spirit of love—and that was probably what drove me to do away with them in the turbulence universe.
2. "....and on the first day of winter, get dragged into two different correctional facilities—all because they're labelled, and they're labelled "wrong"."
- i came across an article on correctional facilities (where those who don't conform to heterosexual norms are "corrected" using conditioning techniques that are deeply distressing.) i'm not sure if these places are all over the world, but where i come from, apparently, they're still up and running. mostly managed by priests and shamans who promise to "cure" members of the lgbtq+ community. turbulence is a work of fiction, so that makes felix's book a work of fiction within a work of fiction, and i think this is just me wanting to push these troubling practises as far away from reality as possible. felix treats the book as nothing more than a piece of written work, tasting all the emotions that come with it, but that's as far as it goes; such a tragic end to those two (fictional) boys who love each other doesn't impact him enough to doubt his attraction to royu; and there it is—i want correctional facilities, and everything else that threatens the simple act of loving another person, to become a thing of the past. just historical fiction—with no real power to stop anyone from going after who they want.
- *stops ranting*
- again, thank you so much for giving turbulence your time! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ (≧▽≦)
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Turbulence | 𝙰 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 ✔
Short StoryFelix Thistle lets that one popular line from 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘞𝘢𝘳 dictate his relationship with Royu Snowdrop, because that is what he is-𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺. It's vexing enough that Felix has to sit beside said enemy for the duration of a ninet...