They say that in Shakespeare's time, homosexuality was actually - silently - much more accepted than we think today. It was basically only illegal if you did something in broad daylight (which today would be public indecency) full on sexual assault, or - and this is the bad one - if someone more powerful than you accused you of something. As such, it was a political correctness thing, I suppose, which must be why Shakespeare didn't write of it.
In light of this terrible lack of diversity, I have decided to help out. This is my remake of Othello - with a "gay best friend" added. As you will quickly realise, the play is much better for it. (Though not as much of a tragedy.)
"Othello" is in the public domain, and I totally claim full copyright on my work - if anyone want to publish or perform it, send me a PM and I am sure we can get along! ;)
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Othello was drinking slowly. Iago was not what he'd call a trustworthy sort - he hadn't come this far because he couldn't judge character, after all - and he did not for a second believe him over his lovely Desdemona. That was it. End of story.
It wasn't that easy though. Sighing, he took another sip. Nothing Iago said should matter. He did know that. It still ate at him though, and that scared him. If only there was a way to know for sure...
The sound of loud, happy laughter from over by the bar was a timely and welcome distraction. Looking over, Othello saw their much loved and respected commanding officer holding court. That wasn't unusual.
The Captain went back to staring silently into his cup, but someone had noticed his gaze and his apparently low mood. And that someone was coming over. None of them knew it, but that one moment would change everything.