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Oh.
Domhnall Gleeson does have green eyes. I thought that was just a fanfic thing.
My dude has green eyes and we’d been going together (this is a coy way of saying that we never dated, I basically just moved in) for kind of a while before I figured out that they weren’t blue. And I’m such an awkward piece of shit, I still remember that I said “what the hell are your eyes they’re weird” and he gave me this look like he was pretty sure I was crazy, which he probably was, he gave me that look a lot (after all, we never dated, I just moved into his apartment, because that’s how people do, right– kids, I’m bad at life, don’t ever think I’m not)– and he said, like he was talking to a very small child, “They’re green.”
And I actually had never known anyone with green eyes before, it turns out they’re sort of uncommon.
So I’m real used to green eyes in novels and things, and my whole life I just sort of assumed they were kind of not really a thing, and for fifteen years now I’ve been living with a dude with green eyes and there’s still a big part of my brain that’s like, but that’s just people being flowery in stories that’s not real.
No, they really are a thing.
In my feeble defense, basically everyone I know has blue eyes and I just figured green was a shade of blue and so it was just poetic description. Nope! They’re actually different.
They’re also nothing like the books make them sound. They’re always being compared to grass and emeralds and things, so forgive me for thinking that it was unfeasible. (Because blue eyes *can* be like sapphires, or like the sea or steel or whatever; mine are a dull unprepossessing shade, but my father and my sisters have lovely deep-blue eyes.) (Green eyes are a kind of washed-out opaque that is hard to describe, so I sort of can’t and sort of totally do blame romance-novel authors for not even fucking trying.)
Oh.
Domhnall Gleeson does have green eyes. I thought that was just a fanfic thing.
My dude has green eyes and we’d been going together (this is a coy way of saying that we never dated, I basically just moved in) for kind of a while before I figured out that they weren’t blue. And I’m such an awkward piece of shit, I still remember that I said “what the hell are your eyes they’re weird” and he gave me this look like he was pretty sure I was crazy, which he probably was, he gave me that look a lot (after all, we never dated, I just moved into his apartment, because that’s how people do, right– kids, I’m bad at life, don’t ever think I’m not)– and he said, like he was talking to a very small child, “They’re green.”
And I actually had never known anyone with green eyes before, it turns out they’re sort of uncommon.
So I’m real used to green eyes in novels and things, and my whole life I just sort of assumed they were kind of not really a thing, and for fifteen years now I’ve been living with a dude with green eyes and there’s still a big part of my brain that’s like, but that’s just people being flowery in stories that’s not real.
No, they really are a thing.
In my feeble defense, basically everyone I know has blue eyes and I just figured green was a shade of blue and so it was just poetic description. Nope! They’re actually different.
They’re also nothing like the books make them sound. They’re always being compared to grass and emeralds and things, so forgive me for thinking that it was unfeasible. (Because blue eyes *can* be like sapphires, or like the sea or steel or whatever; mine are a dull unprepossessing shade, but my father and my sisters have lovely deep-blue eyes.) (Green eyes are a kind of washed-out opaque that is hard to describe, so I sort of can’t and sort of totally do blame romance-novel authors for not even fucking trying.)
