aka Lolitics is my 6th sense
Welcome to our glorious sixth post.
That's right: 6! But let's move on to not bore you with interesting facts ;)
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That's right: 6! But let's move on to not bore you with interesting facts ;)
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Long and specific!prompt is sort of long and specific.
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Sorry for the massive delay, I am a bad OP.
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That's quite alright, never fear!
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Crispin saw the photo when he went with William to welcome Laws back - a common gesture, he told himself. It didn’t mean that he was - it meant nothing, apart from the fact he respected the finest mind in the Houses of Parliament. Laws hadn’t heard them when they entered, and the photograph he’d had in his hands fluttered to the floor.
He looked tired, emotionally worn out, destroyed, unsure - defiant. He stood the same way he always did; cockily. He had to look up to meet their eyes, but he did.
“It’s good to see you back.” William said warmly, holding out his hand.
Laws shook his hand firmly. “Thank you.” He extended a hand to Crispin. It took a moment, but Crispin reassured himself that Laws wouldn’t be able to tell by a handshake. They’d shaken hands before, after all.
“Have many people come to see you?” William asked innocently, looking around Laws’ office - just a constituency one now.
“Almost everyone.” Laws chuckled - he ( ... )
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Only to almost knock Laws himself over.
Crispin never thought of himself as a particularly tall man - especially not in comparison with someone like Lundie, currently leaning against the white wall of the hall - but Laws came up to his earlobes. It made him feel taller.
They looked at each other in silence. Crispin felt awkward as Laws looked him up and down, weighed him up, his famously neurotic brain chewing him over, and the only sign of that was the slightest curl of the top of his lip and the faintest jutting out of his jaw.
“Sorry for bothering you.” Crispin said weakly.
Laws looked him up and down again, Lundie watching it all with a smirk of amusement that Crispin couldn’t quite ( ... )
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I hope you don't mind me saying this, OP, but: knowing how young you are, I'm sad that you've discovered this already :(
There are some really great gay people out there also though, as hopefully you already know :D
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It didn't take me that long to figure out, if I'm honest. The fact that there's a separate "Black Pride" movement brought in the racist connotations - they don't feel comfortable at a gay pride event, etc - and I think the bigoted stems from not fitting in the ternary; I'm submitted to constant erasure because I "don't exist". I myself used to be guilty of saying that particularly feminine gay characters on TV were just stereotypes.
Talking from a purely political standpoint - Laws and Blunt's outings really drove this point home. Laws because of Bradshaw's comments (I know you're not supposed to judge on that, but the comments made me decide to not even look at Exeter Uni, I figured Bradshaw would hate me because I'm not dancing around going "I'M HERE, I'M QUEER, GET USED TO IT". I just hated his comments.) and Blunt because of the comments everyone else said; about how they "didn't want him" in their super special gay community, talking shit about his voting record (although I do ( ... )
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“Nope. Perks of being closeted for thirty five years.” He didn’t look up.
“Cheerful topic of conversation.” James wrapped his arms around Crispin and gave him a quick squeeze. “He lies, dreadfully.” He mumbled in Crispin’s ear before straightening up. “Never fear though. Pros outweigh the cons. All you need is a cute -”
David’s head shot up. “You are not setting Crispin up with someone.”
“Well, Simon’s sin-”
“No, James Lundie, don’t you dare“You’re not my dad, I won’t do as you - mmph!” James made a strangled sound as David dived onto the couch to shut him up. The Yeovil MP gave Crispin a triumphant smirk ( ... )
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“Uh huh.” David emerged from the kitchen, scrunching a packet of crisps in his hand. It wasn’t the first time Crispin had seen him in casual clothes, but he noticed - for the millionth time - how good David looked in jeans. It was a pointless observation. The younger man looked distracted. “Crispin, can you show Mr Hague into the study?” He didn’t want for a response and disappeared after James, who’d retreated to the kitchen ( ... )
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“Of what?” David softened his voice ever so slightly - it was only because he was used to David that he noticed it. David’s expressions didn’t used to be so easily told by Crispin, but he’d gained plenty of practice.
“W-what if -” William hung his head, shadows letting his face fall into relief. Crispin abandoned all homicidal thoughts at the urgent look David gave him.
“I’m going to - going to - going to find James.” He stammered over the words, stood up and left the room, making sure to close the door firmly behind him.
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By the time Crispin had coaxed James out of the bedroom he was hiding in (that involved telling James that maybe he could try and help Crispin find a date. No he wasn’t going to get involved with a Labourite, and definitely not Ben Bradshaw, no matter how much it would “teach him a lesson ( ... )
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