So I wasn’t really pleased with how the actual writing ended up, but today I wrote about Nate.
I shouldn’t write about Nate, I have this horrible urge to keep all his secrets. DAMN YOU, MY PRIVATE BABY.
Also, I didn’t get back to circling around to where I was going with the whole flashback. Sorry about that.
- awwwww nate’s gonna be sick/dying of something horrible isn’t he
- awwwww noooooo
- emily don’t do this to me
- emily if nate’s big secret is that he’s gay that’s seriously not even a surprise
- i have a tendency to expect all your characters being gay and then there being an obligatory straight friend
- aka me
- omg lol this is nate’s big secret emily
- LOL EMILY THAT’S NOT EVEN A SECRET
- EMILY YOU MAKE ALL YOUR CHARACTERS GAY
- ohhhhhh if nate’s first boyfriend died
- before he officially came out
- why do i jump to these horrible horrible conclusions???
- why do i assume tragedy waits at every corner
- why do i freak out every time i see a new thing about a character and assume it means death and destruction
- awwwww that’s really awkward but kinda cute because it is a tiny AU ship and it’s kinda cute especially since it was just really awkward
- POLYAMORY AT LAST
- wait is Ripa a dude or a chick?
- because it sounds like a chick name to me but this feels like three dudes?
- dude nate seriously chill
- aw nate i feel like you’re just really insecure about this and it’s sad and cute at the same time
- it’s totes a little pack
lol on so many levels over that tag. Okay, so the person I keep in mind when I’m writing Nate is like the quintessential slightly sad but with a smile guy to me. Like he gets down but you can tell it’s only because he wants the world to be this great amazing place and then it isn’t and he doesn’t understand why it can’t be and it just gets him down a little. it’s okay he’ll buck up soon but for now he’s going to wander around the streets at night with his hands in his pockets watching his feet scuff at the concrete as he goes. THAT IS WHO NATE IS BASICALLY. I just haven’t shown that off much.
Back to the main point though…
close but not quite, my dear >:D
omg now i need more nate
a lot more nate
GUYS THIS IS A FEEL I CAN RELATE
I ACTUALLY DO WANDER THE STREETS AT NIGHT WITH MY HANDS IN MY POCKETS WATCHING MY SHOES SCUFF THE AT THE CONCRETE
I’M NOT EVEN KIDDING I AM LITERALLY THAT FORLORN
#omg emily write nate #write nate now #omg #so now that i’ve admitted that…. #huh? #hint? #wait #is nate in a relationship right now? #i can’t remember if there’s a definitive word on that yet? #nate bb just let me hug you and we can be sweetly melancholy together #we can walk in the dark together and talk about feelings #or just sit alone in the dark in the middle of a storm and just cuddle and not say anything and be comforted by our mutual hidden pain#can you be real #can you be my friend #can this be a thing
good luck stopping me I’m really excited to write more Nate tomorrow I want to write all the Nate he knows my feels