Here's the thing....
Dec. 18th, 2012 02:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I can't sleep, I just finished and posted new fic and I don't really feel like working on any of my other WIPs, so I thought why not do a comment!fic meme?
I can tell you're all excited -please, line up in an orderly fashion and try to contain yourselves.
Comment with someone from one of my fandoms -Bandom, Wrestling, Supernatural, Star Trek, Teen Wolf,Supernatural RPS, Teen Wolf RPS, Star Trek RPS- and I'll tell you their coming out story. Can't promise it'll be good, but, hey, at least you'll have something to read while you can't sleep. You can also request people from different 'verses I wrote, too. Have,fun with it, guys.
I can tell you're all excited -please, line up in an orderly fashion and try to contain yourselves.
Comment with someone from one of my fandoms -Bandom, Wrestling, Supernatural, Star Trek, Teen Wolf,Supernatural RPS, Teen Wolf RPS, Star Trek RPS- and I'll tell you their coming out story. Can't promise it'll be good, but, hey, at least you'll have something to read while you can't sleep. You can also request people from different 'verses I wrote, too. Have,fun with it, guys.
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Date: 2012-12-18 07:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-18 08:16 am (UTC)*
Predictably, the first person Mikey tells is Gerard.
He's thirteen and still a little chunky (he won't actually lose any of his "baby fat" until the summer between junior and senior year, but that's still a few years away right now), so it's no surprise when some of the other kids knock him over and half heartedly kick him around some.
What does surprise him is that they call him a "fag" while they're doing it.
"We saw you looking at Mark, Way." "God, you're such a fag." "Even you're name is totally gay, *Mikey*."
On his way home, Mikey thought about what they said; he did tend to look over guys as much -if not more- as he did girls. He was also sure that the first wet dream he ever had was about Billy Idol.
By the time he got home, Mikey was convinced that he was, in fact, gay. He felt better, somehow, now that he had cleared it up in his own mind.
He knew he had to tell Gerard; Gee was his best friend, after all, and Mikey couldn't imagine not telling him something this big.
When he got home and went up to their room, Gerard was sitting on his bed, sketch book flipped open and his pencil scratching against the surface.
"Gee?" Mikey asked, sitting down next to him. He waited for his brother to make a questioning noise before he went on. "I pretty much just realized that I'm gay."
"That's nice," Gerard said absently, his concentration clearly focused on,his drawing.
"Did you hear me?" Mikey demanded, his voice angry. "Are you even listening?"
"Yeah, I heard you, Mikes," Gerard assured him, looking up and smiling. "But what does it matter if you like guys or girls? We're all still people and you'll still be my little brother, no matter who you.decide to have sex with."
"Yeah," Mikey agreed, smiling. Trust Gerard to make it into a non-issue but still convey his complete acceptance of his brother. "Yeah, you're right."
Mikey let himself relax as he watched his brother draw for the rest of the afternoon.
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Date: 2012-12-18 08:18 am (UTC)ooohhh if i can choose more then how about: Isaac, Lex Gerard Way and CFine
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Date: 2012-12-18 08:35 am (UTC)*
Gerard:
Gerard doesn't like talking about his sexuality; not because he's ashamed of who and what he likes, but because he hates labels. And he especially hates the way society used them to define people.
The only real conversation he has about it is right after he realizes he likes guys and girls.
He's watching the first Nightmare on Elm Street with Mikey when he makes the offhand comment that he'd rather do Rod then Nancy and there's a brief silence while Mikey processes what his brother just said.
Mikey was only fourteen, but he accepts this information in what would soon be considered typical Mikeyway style; he blinks, cocks his head and says in a completely monotone , "But would you do them both at the same time, Gee? That's the real question."
Gerard snickers, shoves Mikey playfully and tells him not to be a fucken douchebag.
A few hours later, when they stumble upstairs to go to bed, Mikey hesitates for a minute before he says, "Gee -you know I don't care, right? I mean, whatever you..."
"Yeah, I know, Mikes," Gee whispered and smiled. "Thanks."
Mikey made a scoffing noise that Gerard found secretly adorable and that was the last time they ever talked about it.
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Date: 2012-12-18 08:43 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-12-18 08:41 am (UTC)The night Derek offers Isaac the bite was the night his dad had found out he was gay.
Isaac had managed to keep hidden from him for the past three yearss; his father's temper had steadily gotten worse every year and Isaac had very smartly decided that a few secrets never hurt anyone.
But his dad must have heard something in his tone when he mentioned Danny while they were eating and had asked him if he was gay. Lying had never been a good idea, even before his father had decided that smacking around Isaac was his new favorite thing to do, so Isaac had taken a deep breathe and nodded.
Derek found him a few hours later, bruised and bleeding, and offered him the bite. It was thinking about his father's rage filled eyes that made Isaac accept.
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Date: 2012-12-18 05:35 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-12-18 08:56 am (UTC)Alex always knew he liked guys and girls; in fifth grade he got a crush on Becky Krushini and Mike Leopilde in the same week, so it wasn't exactly a big surprise to him a few years later when started getting hard for both sides of the team, so to speak.
It was si normal to him, in fact, that the first person he ever actually had to articulate it to was Chris. And that was really only because he looked pissed when Alex kissed him out of the blue one night.
Once Chris's dick was in his mouth, though,he seemed to understand fine what Alex was trying to tell him.
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Date: 2012-12-18 05:36 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-12-19 10:07 pm (UTC)<333 Please?
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Date: 2012-12-19 10:39 pm (UTC)*
Punk:
The thing was Punk always knew he wasn't exactly, completely, 100% straight. It was something that was constantly at the back of his mind. He wondered, sometimes, if he hadn't been so focused on being a wrestler, if he would have been more likely to explore that part of himself. Most of the time, he was able to ignore it; wrestling was more important to him than anything else, so it wasn't hard to concentrate on other things -things that wouldn't get him black-listed from every promotion in the Midwest.
Things were fine until he met Colt; there was something about the younger man that just made him look and wonder 'what if....'
Punk found himself both wanting to get as close as possible to him and run in the opposite direction as fast as he could manage. The combination had him running hot and cold and he could see it frustrating Colt.
It came to head in a hotel room in Detroit; the yelling and screaming, cursing and throwing things had been epically bad -Ace and Danny had camped out in a bar until they got kicked out at two instead of trying to sort out the mess.
At the end of it, Punk had been sitting on the bed, his head in his hands and.an empty feeling crushing his chest.
They had decided to just be friends; wrestling was the only thing either one of them had ever wanted and it was too important to chance on whatever this thing between them.
And if, over the years, Punk threw himself into relationships at the drop of a hat and if he ruined them just as fast, well, there was only one person who knew him well enough to know he was sabotaging any other chance he may have had at being happy.
Punk had made sure of that -it wasn't what Colt deserved, but it was all he could give him.