![]() Author has written 11 stories for Blue Exorcist/青の祓魔師, Naruto, Fullmetal Alchemist, Merlin, Voltron: Legendary Defender, Wakfu, Yu-Gi-Oh, Supernatural, and How to Train Your Dragon. Hi! My name is Indigo. I'm sixteen years old. I love writing and reading, perhaps a bit too much. I love too many books, movies, and shows to count, so I'm not even going to bother. I also have accounts on Wattpad and Archive of Our Own (AO3), with my main one being AO3. Just as a notice, the books that I write are completely FICTIONAL! They do not reflect my inner thoughts, or my outer ones, for that matter. Just because I write a book about someone who's suicidal or depressed, does NOT mean that I'm depressed or suicidal! Also, for all those people who are concerned, I never abandon my stories. I will sometimes rewrite them or take long breaks, but I have the fullest of intentions to complete every single one of them in time. Also, due to personal preference, I will no longer be writing on this platform. I will still take beta requests, and I will still read, follow, favorite, and review stories, but I will no longer be writing them. If you want to continue reading my stories, then I have the same username on Wattpad and AO3. Thank you for reading and understanding, Indigo I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male. I am the person who is hurting, the one who is afraid, the one who the world hates. I am transgender. I am homosexual. I am pansexual. I am nonbinary. I am genderfluid. I have accepted who I am. I have learned how to love. I am hated. Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it |