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anonymous asked:

hello! i don't personally ship she/ith but also no hate on you at all, just curious: how can you see their hugs as romantic? they're the only people who hug that way in vld (clasping hands and pulling each other into a hug,with pats on the back) and uhhh the only characters who hugged the literal same way (like, it's /literally/ the same if you look at screencaps) are bolin and mako from lok (same studio) and they're brothers so this kinda hug has clearly no romantic intentions ahhhh thoughts?

Hi! Okay, so first some ground things.This isn’t Korra. We have our own set of actual siblings (Matt and Pidge) in VLD to look at and compare sheith interactions to in the context of this universe, and there’s a very deliberate difference. Here’s something from one of my previous metas:

  • Speaking of intimacy, let’s look at how the first hug we see for sheith turns out and the way the first hug between Pidge and Matt goes. Again, one is framed and presented as distinctly romantic and intimately private, while the other is clearly familial:

The fact that Allura peers in on the first sheith hug and then guiltily looks away, like she was caught doing something she shouldn’t have–it makes the scene feel like a very intrusive moment. A stolen moment between just the two of them. There’s also the fact that everyone else is saying goodbye while these two appear to be off in their own little world. The way the camera angles to look similar to a couple sharing a kiss, the fact that you can see Keith’s hand has moved further down Shiro’s back as he tugged him closer–these are very distinctly romantic cues. So yeah, there are unique connotations here that should really be taken into account, and they speak of an intimacy far beyond the depths of casual brotherhood. 

And again, the concept of this being a distinctly sibling way to hug in either VLD or Korra falls apart at the seams when it’s not something that our actual sibling characters in Voltron ever do. There’s just no basis for it here in-universe. And here’s another hug literally outright stated as brotherly that doesn’t conform to that notion in VLD and is so obviously far less intimate than sheith’s:

Also, “they’re the only people who hug that way in VLD”–wrong. Shiro hugs Matt the same way, and that sure isn’t his brother either:

From this, we can assume that’s simply the way Shiro hugs people. It’s like his trademark thing. However, there’s a world of difference between Matt’s response and Keith’s. Matt leads with, “It’s good to see you, um, sir.” The stilted wording, the forced note of professionalism, the utter surprise and obvious discomfort at being pulled into a hug all of a sudden. Went in for a handshake, got a hug. Matt wasn’t prepared for this, and he sees it as some kind of breach in assumed boundaries. He and Shiro aren’t casual or close with one another in the way Shiro and Keith are. They just don’t share that easy intimacy. 

Both times Shiro and Keith hug, you can see how genuinely touched and moonstruck Keith looks. In the second hug, you can see “Shiro” really shares this loving gaze–it’s a softness neither of them ever exhibit when embracing anyone else. And it definitely feels romantic in tone. Their heartfelt goodbye is literally followed by everyone else on the team either tearing up or inwardly cheering them on. It’s really very sweet. And when you compare the way they come together to the start of Matt and Shiro’s hug, the difference is blatantly obvious. 

I also think it’s underappreciated just how amazing this open closeness and vulnerability is for someone like Keith. A quick thing from one of my earlier metas about Keith’s comfort level with the rest of the team:

  • There are a couple times when someone grabs him and he tenses or freezes up. Keith tells the Arusion he “doesn’t usually hug strangers” and that much is clear when you see his initial response to a lot of physical contact. So you get things like:
  • As opposed to:
  • I think Keith being so calm and touchy feely around Shiro also has a lot to do with the fact that that not only are they closer, but Shiro understands and adheres to his boundaries. In every other hug, the other person just grabs Keith and he doesn’t really get any say in it. He also looks startled at first before he can kinda ease into it. With Shiro, they both reach out and walk into the hug together, so it’s the one time when Keith really gets any choice in the matter. I’ve talked about it more here if you’re interested 

And again, this isn’t Korra. That being said, there are other noticeable comparisons between Shiro and Keith that can be made with characters in Korra–most notably Korra and Asami. In the first you’ll notice how Korra and Keith appear to have nearly the same expression when holding onto their loved one. And in the latter comparison, it’s obvious that a couple lovingly embracing while their family and friends looks on in support and maybe even tears up at their relationship is a clear sign of a romantic trope:

So yeah. Within the context of the series, I can still very easily read all the sheith hugs romantically. For me, it makes the most sense for that level of intimacy they indulge in. I understand if others prefer to interpret their interactions as platonic, but given all the other hugs and levels of intimacy presented in the series, a romantic connotation makes by far the most sense to me. 

Ten Years, Too Later

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky comes back into your life after ten years, when things were falling apart, only to make them harder to handle

Word Count: 2273

Warnings: angst !!!

Author’s Note: old fic, this was written for a writing challenge i hope you guys like it! :)

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“We’re doing our best, Ms Y/N. All we can say, is have a little faith in God.” Dr Lloyd sympathetically said, keeping her hand on yours, giving it a tight squeeze before she finally leaves.

Your breath wavered as you watched her go back in her office.

You were starting to feel nauseous, the white walls of the hospital doing no good to make you feel better and to top that, the foul scent of meds everywhere made you want to throw up. You stumble back on your feet, hands reaching back for the armrests of a chair behind you. Your legs felt like they could give in any second; its better you sit – before the emotional trauma hits you.

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BTS Reaction to: Their girlfriend getting a lot of hate

Anon asked: “Hi there! If requests are still open could u make a reaction of bts dating a muslim girl, and now shes getting alot of hate ?? and maybe if youre comfortable enough, she starts to have suicidal thoughts ?? like your my favourite writer now okay and im gonna have a mental breakdown if u reply to this!!! I LOVE YOU <3”

Author’s note: First of all THANK YOU that really means a lot to me! Second of all I decided to not go for a certain religion because just as with the name things I want everyone to relate to this. I don’t want to limit it to certain things such as names for example. I hope you can understand that. Gifs aren’t mine. x 

Warnings: Mentions of suicidal thoughts. If you’re not comfortable with that please don’t read this. x 

You knew that dating and Idol would come with getting some hate from ‘fans’. Even though the majority of the fandom would eventually warm up to the idea and accept it, there’s always some immature people who feel the need to tell you that you’re not worthy of dating him and that you should kill yourself. This happens in every fandom and you were prepared to get some hate, but you weren’t prepared for this. You always thought sending people you don’t even know hate just because they’re dating someone you like them as well was total bullshit and you still think that up to this day. But when every comment on your social media is filled with negativity it’s not hard to doubt yourself. Doubt if you’re indeed even worthy of dating him. Doubt if you’re indeed ugly and fat. And doubt if you shouldn’t just end it to get rid of all the hate. 

Your boyfriend knew that you got hate and that really hurt him. However, he didn’t know what kind of hate you got. He thought it was just immature stuff like calling you fat and ugly but when he saw that his ‘fans’ told you that you should kill yourself he really started to worry and ran up to your room. Not even knocking on the door before opening it. When he saw you curled up underneath the covers, sobbing uncontrollably he felt his heart break into tiny little pieces. 


Originally posted by seokjins-wings

It would hurt Seokjin that people felt the need to send you hate. They judged your relationship based on what they saw not what it was like in reality. Besides, they didn’t even know you and the things they sent were just really immature stuff. However, Seokjin knew that getting a lot of hate for a certain period of time could really knock someone’s confidence. So he wasn’t surprised when he found you curled up underneath the covers in your bed. He sat down on the edge of the bed as he pulled the covers down enough to gently run his fingers through your hair. He loved his fans but he didn’t approve of them sending this immature stuff just because you were dating him. They didn’t even know you and he was sure that if they did, they’d love you. Seokjin moved you so your head was resting in his lap as he gently stroked your hair, trying to calm you down a little. 

“I’ve read the comments baby. I know what they’re saying to you. Please know that they’re just jealous and that this is absolutely ridiculous. I love you and they should know that. If they feel the need to send you this type of stuff they’re not real fans. I’ll tell them what I think about it tomorrow, okay? Just please know that I’m here for you if you want to talk about it.” 

“So you don’t agree with them?” 

“Of course not Princess. You’re absolutely beautiful and I’ll love you no matter what.” 


Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

Yoongi knew hate comments were a part of it and he got used to it after a while. He knew the haters were just jealous and immature people, but that didn’t mean their words didn’t hurt. Yoongi learned how to shrug them off over the years but you didn’t. You hadn’t gotten used to it and figured you never could get used to it. It just really hurt you that people would send you still like that just because you were dating Yoongi. So when you read that you should just go and kill yourself you cracked. You ran up to your room and hid under the covers, sobbing uncontrollably as you let all your sadness out. Yoongi’s heart broke at the sight of you looking so sad. He didn’t expect you to take it so badly so he climbed in bed with you and pulled you against him. Gently running his fingers through your hair as he pressed soft kisses all over your face, kissing away your tears. 

“Why are you so sweet to me? Don’t you agree with them?” 

“Of course not Jagi. They’re just immature people who think sending you hate will get me to break up with you, which isn’t gonna happen.” 

You flashed him a soft smile as you nuzzled your face against his chest, wrapping your arms around him as he rested his chin on top of your head. 

“I’ll never let go of you Jagiya, no matter how much hate they send. I love you.” 

“I love you too Yoongi.” 


Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Tears filled Hoseok’s eyes as he saw you curled up underneath the sheets. He knew getting hate was hard, especially when people told you that you should just kill yourself. Hoseok wanted to make sure that you knew how special you were to him. So he wiped his tears before joining you in bed, straddling your waist and tickling your sides. You whined as you tried to push him off, which obviously didn’t work. You couldn’t help but laugh as he continued attacking your sides. Tickling had always been one of your weaknesses and he knew that. Hoseok felt a lot better seeing you smile and wiped your tears before pressing kisses to your cheeks. You giggled at the feeling as you stared up at him. Your eyes were still showing sadness but there was also another emotion visible, love. 

“Y/N, I know it’s hard but please don’t listen to them. They really don’t know what they’re talking about.” 

“How do you know that?” 

“Because they don’t know you, or us.” 

You sighed in defeat before letting your head fall back against the pillow. Hoseok moved to lay down on top of you as he gently brushed your hair out of your face. 

“Maybe we can do a livestream tomorrow and talk to people about it. I think that could actually help and give people a clear image of what we’re really like together. It will probably stop some of the hate.” 

“You think?” “I’m sure.” 

“Okay, let’s do it.” 


Originally posted by ksjknj

As someone who’s dealt with a lot of hate himself he knew exactly how you were feeling. You know you should just get over it but when you get so much hate every single day it doesn’t take long before you start to believe that what they’re saying is actually true. What he didn’t understand however was why people told you to kill yourself. Was that really all because you were dating him? Namjoon didn’t even want to spend his time on immature people like that and instead focused on making you feel better. He knew you weren’t exactly confident and that this must have only made you more insecure than you already were. So when he saw you hiding underneath the covers he let out a deep sigh before lifting you out of bed. Namjoon knew that laying in bed the entire day would only make you more depressed than you already were. 

So he took you downstairs and sat you down on the couch. He went to the kitchen to make some tea for you before he pulled you close and put on a nice movie. He knew he’d have to talk to you about this eventually but right now didn’t seem like a good time. You were very emotionally unstable and at this point he just wanted to make you feel better, not worse. Once the movie ended you felt a lot better and Namjoon knew that this was a good time to talk to you about it. 

“Maybe I can talk in an interview about it and try to explain to the fans how much I love you? That way they might realize that sending you hate is just stupid and unnecessary.” 

“You’d do that for me?” 

“Of course baby. Anything to make you feel better. Besides I do not tolerate this kind of behavior from them. This is just crazy.”  


Originally posted by professional-fangirling

Jimin knew exactly how you felt when he saw you laying underneath the sheets. People told him to lose weight and when he finally did they said that he should get abs again. It took him a long time to realize that it shouldn’t matter that those people thing, just as long as he’s happy with himself. But he also knew how hard it was to realize that when you got hate comments like that every single day. Let alone when you got hate comments saying that you should just end it. He didn’t understand why people felt the need to do that. If they knew what you were like they’d absolutely love you. He was sure about that. So Jimin tried to come up with a way to let the people know that they should stop sending hate and that he loved you very much. 

Once you had calmed down from your breakdown he pulled you in your lap and snapped a cute photo of you two together before posting it on Twitter. He made sure to add that he loved you dearly and that the people should stop sending hate comments. Surprisingly it worked. After about 5 minutes Jimin saw nothing but love in the comments. A bright smile spread across his face as he showed you the tweets. You felt your heart warm at the sweet comments as happy tears spilled down your cheeks, making him chuckle. 

“Jagiya! I’m trying to cheer you up and now you’re crying again!” 

“I’m sorry! I’m just not used to people saying nice things about me and this is just really sweet. I love you Jimin. So much.” 

“I love you too Y/N. You know that.” 


Originally posted by rapnamu

Taehyung took a deep breath before gently pushing your hair back and climbing on top of you. He removed the covers from your body so he could see you and pressed kisses all over your face and neck, making you giggle. Taehyung felt a lot better seeing you smile again but he knew he had to so something. He simply couldn’t handle seeing you like this more often. Especially when he coudl fix the problem. Just like Namjoon Taehyung would come up with a way to tell the fans how proud he was of your relationship. Seeing you so sad broke his heart and he didn’t want to see you like that every again. So when the interviewer mentioned you Taehyung took that as his chance to clear things up and to tell the fans how happy he was with you. 

“I just want to say that I’m really happy with Y/N and it really hurts me that some people feel the need to send hate to her. I love her so much she doesn’t deserve this. She really is amazing and I wish people could see that.” 

“You’re really happy with her aren’t you?” The interviewer asked, making Taehyung smile brightly. The others laughed at their friend’s behavior as they all looked at him with fond smiles on their faces. 

“I definitely am. She means everything to me and despite all the hate she gets she still manages to see the good in people. I really do admire that in her.” 

“Seems like you two are a great couple!” 

After the interview aired your Instagram page was filled with nothing but love and apologies. You seriously couldn’t thank Taehyung for everything he did for you. 


Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Jungkook would be hurt that people would sent you stuff like that. He simply didn’t understand why they’d hate on such a sweet and lovely girl like you. Was it really all because you were dating him? He just didn’t get it at all. It broke his heart when he saw you sobbing so he needed to come up with something to make it stop. Jungkook knew that you were in no rational state to talk to people so he sat down next to you, rested your head on his lap as he started Vlive. In the mean time your sobs had quieted down and you were looking up at him. You weren’t sure what he was doing but as soon as he started talking you realized what was going on. 

“Hey everyone. I’m doing this vlive because I’ve noticed that a lot of people send hate comments to my lovely girlfriend for absolutely no reason. If you knew her you’d like her just as much as I do. She means everything to me and I love her so much. It really hurts her to read stuff like that and seeing her so sad really hurts me too. I’m not asking you to support our relationship. All I’m asking is for you to support it. If you’re really my fan you want me to be happy and Y/N makes me happy. Really happy even.” 

He looked down to see you smiling at him with teary eyes. Quickly wiping them before wrapping your arms around his waist. 

“Just looking at her makes my heart beat faster. She’s laying on my lap right now if you’re wondering why I’m looking down.” 

You laughed at his words as you moved to sit up. Flashing a smile to the camera and waving. “Hey everyone.” 

The rest of the time was spend talking to the fans online, who were nice in case you were wondering. You really liked the change of events and were happy that Jungkook actually took the time and effort to talk to his fans about it. You really had a great boyfriend. 

brown sugar and syrup || jihoon

Originally posted by svt-laughing

pairing: lee jihoon x reader insert

genre: sweet fluff, hogwarts au

word count: 3,900+

notes: it’s here ! happy birthday to seventeen’s musical genius and resident tsundere, lee jihoon ! i can’t even put into words how much i love this man & his music !! so i couldn’t Not post something on the world’s most important annual holiday, so pls accept this super soft hogwarts!au ! tagging: @iluvwoozi +  @lunarjihoon, some quality jihoon stans ! i hope everyone enjoys!!

“How many times do I need to tell you this before you get it through your– thick head?” You yelp on the word “thick” when Jihoon tightens the bandages around your hand with more force than necessary and gives you a look of barely suppressed annoyance — and seeing this, you bow your head in guilt to gaze at the red bleeding through the gauze on your palm. “You can’t just play hero and act like you won’t get hurt. Imagine how much worse it could’ve been if I wasn't—”

“—If you weren’t there,” you finish almost childishly with a poor impression of Jihoon’s typical sour facial expression, lips pouting as you rest your chin on your good hand and recite his almost daily scolding by heart. He merely rolls his eyes and twists the cap back on the bottle of rubbing alcohol before stowing it away in his bag. “I know, I know. But what did you expect me to do? Sit there and watch as they beat him up? He’s a good kid, Ji, he doesn’t deserve that.”

Jihoon grimaces past a swallow of pumpkin juice before slumping back so that he can gaze at the sky enchanted onto the ceiling of the Great Hall — before breakfast even ended you’d gotten yourself into more trouble; it must be a new record for you. “You know,” he begins with a sigh, glancing around at the sea of black and yellow at the long table you’re both seated at. “For a Hufflepuff, you sure do get into a lot of fights.”

You only grin — a bubbly, toothy smile that catches him off guard and has him coughing and sputtering on his drink, much to your amusement. “That’s because I know I’ve got you to protect me,” you hum easily through bites of toast. “I’m not really all that scared of other Slytherins when I have you, Ji.”

The pureblood flushes a deep crimson, hiding it behind his textbooks as he sorts through the materials he’d need for classes today. “Y-You can’t… just say things like that, Y/N…” he grunts under his breath, shooting the giggling Hufflepuff boy beside him what he hopes to be a threatening glare; but the boy (who he believes is named Seokmin?) is left unfazed and goes back to shoving forkfuls of waffles in his face.

Over the past three months since you and notorious Slytherin grump Lee Jihoon became joined at the hip, the other students at Hogwarts have gradually cottoned on to his soft spot for you — before the two of you were friends, no one would’ve believed that Jihoon couldn’t care less about things like blood status or which house you’re in, but there’s not a soul in Hogwarts that’s fooled anymore. Your fellow Hufflepuffs despised him at first, but after witnessing the scene of little Lee Jihoon decking a six foot Ravenclaw senior in the mouth for calling you a Mudblood, they have grown accustomed to his presence at your table and even enjoy it, and they do not hesitate to poke fun or tease him over his concern for your well being. He claims to dislike the attention, even now, so he tends to maintain his angry facade around them but even then, they only laugh and brush him off like a child throwing a temper tantrum, not fooled for a moment.

The very thought of it makes him glower.

He’s drawn out of his little daze when you gasp — loud enough to be heard over the hum of morning chatter in the hall, and Jihoon snaps at attention in an instant, peering around the vicinity wearily before realizing that there’s nothing particularly out of the ordinary occurring. So when he goes to scold you for startling him, he’s taken aback when you reach out to clutch his hands in concern. “What are you—? Y-Y/N—”

Either ignoring his flustered state or oblivious to it, you tenderly hold his palms in your own and examine the state of his fingers; there are blisters and welts growing over his bloody knuckles, and you bite down on your lip wearily. “Ji, your hands! Why didn’t you bandage them up?” you exclaim in exasperation, eyes wide with worry.

He swallows his embarrassment and tries to gently tug his hands from yours, failing miserably every time. “Well it’s… not exactly easy to bind your own hands,” he mutters tightly, unable to meet your gaze.

“Then why didn’t you ask me?”

Jihoon blinks.

It’s a simple question, but it somehow makes him nervous in the worst of ways. Not wanting to attract attention and seem weak is one thing — but it feels like something more than that. The idea of you, the epitome of kindness and everything sweet and gentle, worrying and fretting over him makes him feel sick to his stomach; and yet the image of you focusing so intently on his wounds as you try to bind them with tender fingers has an odd fluttery sensation bouncing about in his chest.

But he fights that feeling down — squashes it as much as he can even if it’s just for a moment. Clearing his throat, he straightens out and directs his attention to the mail owls flying low over the tables, then huffs decidedly. “Because it’s not that big of a deal,” he mumbles under his breath.

Suddenly, Jihoon feels the touch of skin and bandages on his face when you clutch his cheeks and forcefully make him look at you, an atypically irate frown on your lips. “Of course it is,” you grumble. How the tables have turned; typically, and even just minutes ago, it would be Jihoon doing the scolding, but here you are, looking more serious than you ever have. “You should take better care of yourself, Jihoon, don’t just worry about me all the time.”

The lack of his nickname has him bowing his head in shame, oblivious to the burning of his cheeks and looking up at you impassively. “Sorry,” he mutters halfheartedly, averting his eyes to the wood of the tabletop — because when did your concern for him become so important to him? What happened to give-no-shits Lee Jihoon, who couldn’t care less about what anyone thought of him?

But here he is, feeling guilty that he ever made you worry.

The simple word brings a sunny smile to your lips, and it’s as if the encounter never occurred as you begin shoveling the morsels from your plate into your mouth. “Good,” he hears through mouthfuls of scrambled eggs. “Now, we’ve gotta hurry because I have Potions with Gryffindor and Junhui’s probably gonna end up shrinking my seat again—” You pale at the thought and spontaneously shove your books back into your bag, lurching out of your seat before Jihoon can even breathe, let alone speak.

He’s about to tell you not to run so fast, but you catch him off guard when you reach for his hand for the second time. His startled “what are you doing?” is ignored as you bring his bruised knuckles to your lips (much to his horror; his jaw almost touches the ground) and place the gentlest of kisses across his skin before dropping it as if it’d never happened.

When he gazes at you dazedly with eyes glazed over in bewilderment, the shock not yet caught up to him, you only smile despite your pink-dusted cheeks and say, “Witches have magic kisses, you know. Heal up, okay?”

And the realization doesn’t settle in until you’ve darted out of the Great Hall, the tingling sensation of your lips on his skin making him shrink lower in the bench with a boiling face and hands clapped over his eyes.

You never thought things could change so quickly — that in one fell swoop everything could be different than they were yesterday. But they can, and you learn that for the first time during your dreaded Potions class with Gryffindor. Long before the teacher makes his entrance, the other students are mingling with their fellow housemates before they’d inevitably be separated to take their assigned seats (“best to form bonds with the other houses, yes?” Slughorn would say with a light nod).

You’ve meticulously arranged your books and tools to your satisfaction on the left side of the table (careful not to intrude on Junhui’s space), as a means to distract yourself from the thoughts bouncing around in your head; for whenever you’re not kept busy, you find yourself shamefully reflecting back on what you’d foolishly done just minutes before.

You kissed him. On the hand, yes, but you — you kissed him?

What on this good earth ever possessed me to do that? you warble inwardly, scrunched up eyes barely peeking past fingers as you squirm uncomfortably on your stool. He’s probably grossed out, oh God— oh… what if he hates me?

“Who could ever hate a sweet Hufflepuff like you?”

You can’t even bring yourself to be annoyed at Junhui’s comment; mainly because you are perfectly aware of his humor, judging by the easy tilt of his lips, but also because you’re now beyond embarrassed. Blinking, you turn to him with red cheeks and whisper, “Did I say that aloud?”

“Nope,” he says with a twirl of the wand between his fingers, popping the ‘p.’ “I read your thoughts.” The beat of silence between you has him twirling on his stool and beaming at you, ignoring the bewildered finger you hold up in question. “But you didn’t answer me. What kind of evil spell did you put on someone to make them hate you?”

Your groan is muffled into the thick fabric of your robes as you place them fretfully over your mouth, eyes wide in worry. “I, um… Jun… you know Lee Jihoon, right?”

He tilts his head. “'Course. The grouchy Slytherin who follows you around, right? Still think that’s a bit worrying, by the way.”

This earns him an admonishing frown to which he puts his hands up in defense, and it makes you release a sigh of complete and utter defeat into the tabletop through roughly bitten lips. Slughorn ambles into the room and begins laying his things out while absently greeting his students, commenting on the state of the weather and remarking on his craving for Pumpkin Pasties. “He… uh…” You lick your lips. “Let’s say I did something to make him super weird with me. You don’t… think he’d hate me for it, do you?”

Instead of being of any comfort like he normally would, Junhui merely smiles gently, shakes his head and chuckles while pulling a quill from the depths of his robes to prepare for the lesson. “Oh, Y/N. I don’t know him that well, but I don’t think there’s anything you could do to make that guy hate you. It doesn’t take a genius to see that.”

You spend the first few minutes of the lesson feeling like there’s something obvious you’re missing.

You had heard of Amortentia a handful of times in your life, but knew nothing of it other than the fact that it’s supposedly the most powerful love potion in existence. So when Slughorn brings forth a small cauldron full of a smoking liquid that radiates one of the most lovely smells and makes your knees go weak, there is no one in the room left untouched by their effects, countless pairs of glassy eyes gazing at the cauldron and murmuring on its scents. A Gryffindor girl with silky black hair sitting in front of you comments to her seatmate that it smells like honey, peppermint and cinnamon — and it has your brows furrowing, because that’s far from what you’re smelling.

It’s an odd jumble of many different little things that don’t quite make sense, but stir a cozy warmth around your heart. Among them you can make out brown sugar, maple syrup, a peculiarly familiar smell of laundry soap, rubbing alcohol, and — and gauze? You never thought gauze had a scent, but now that it’s here, it feels like there’s nothing else it could be.

“Amortentia is a very delicate and wondrous thing, but very dangerous if used recklessly,” Slughorn recites like he’s said the words a thousand times before. “It gives off the scent of things that attract you; that is why it smells different to each of you.”

Chatter of understanding ripples through the small swarm of students, and at this, you swallow the lump of dread that’s developed in your throat. You suddenly want to hide your face in your cauldron and never come out again. No way. This is a joke, right?

“Jun,” you croak, tugging on his robes. “Jun, this — what do you smell?”

“It’s a secret,” he says without missing a beat.

An uncharacteristic scowl finds your lips, and you huff as Slughorn begins listing the supplies you’ll need to prepare a small draft of the potion. The thought of being up close and personal with these cozy but confusing smells isn’t all that appealing, but you don’t have much choice in the matter, so the remainder of the hour is spent standing over a hot cauldron with frizzy hair and a tingling nose.

Much to your own surprise, you don’t hesitate to go and seek Jihoon out after Potions draws to a close — he has a free period after Charms, and more often than not, it’s spent in the library snoozing off between the shelves. Your feet find his usual haunt easily and without a thought to it, and you almost feel relieved at the sight of his yawning face in the section far off in the back of the library. “Jihoon!” you blurt far too loudly, startling him so much that he knocks over a stack of thick volumes on the table.

Wide-eyed, he scrambles upright in his seat, the ends of his brows meeting in bewilderment at the sight of you. “Y/N, What are you doing? Don’t you have History of M—”

Your tongue is tied, on the brink of just spilling everything you’d just discovered, but you fight down any more loud word vomits and sit down across from him. The throbbing of your heart doesn’t slow at all, and you find yourself fiddling with the ends of your sleeves, for once entirely uncertain of what to say. “I just got back from Potions,” you begin slowly.

Jihoon raises an eyebrow and leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees. “Yeah? I know. You’re supposed to be in History of Magic right now. Not that I really care because he probably won’t notice you’re gone anyway, but why are you here?”

The warm, amber light that radiates off of the mahogany wood bathes Jihoon in gold, and you don’t think you’ve ever wanted anything more than to kiss him. You’ve always known that he was handsome — everyone did, even outside of his own House. But you’ve never truly thought the words to yourself, never truly recognized the urge to card your hands through his hair or rest your head in the crook of his neck. Up until about twenty minutes ago, that is. It’s like the love potion dropped a brick of realization on your head, and now he’s suddenly all you can think about.

You want to hold his hand and clean his wounds without feeling like you’re crossing some kind of line. But first and foremost, you just want to be with him.

Honest to god, it feels like you may cry when you catch a whiff of the Muggle laundry soap you’d bought him for Christmas, the maple syrup he’d had on his pancakes at breakfast. Any tears that may be close to breaking the surface are kept bottled up well, but Jihoon still notices the strain in your expression.

“Hey, are you alright?” he murmurs wearily, sliding his chair forward an inch to frown into your face.

“I just got back from Potions,” you repeat with a little more strength, one long breath leaving your lips. “And we made Amortentia. You know, the—”

“The love potion…” Jihoon’s lips part in the smallest of puzzled ‘o’s, both in concern for your condition and confusion at your words. “I know. You smell what attracts you, right?”

You bob your head sharply multiple times, jumping like a spooked horse when someone briskly paces by the section of the library you’re in. “Yeah. And, um…”

How exactly do you tell someone that you’d smelled them in a love potion? “Hey, so, it smelled just like you in Potions class today. Looks like I’m in love with you.” The very thought of it makes you want to curl in on yourself.

Your silence and hesitance is clearly beginning to frustrate Jihoon, and he sits up to rake a hand through his unruly hair, eyes searching for any sign of an explanation in your face. “Yeah, and?” he prompts briskly. “Did you figure out who you have a crush on, or something? That’s great.” Half of the sharpness in his tone is due to the possibility alone that it may not be him, and the other half is due to the image of you and some Hufflepuff swinging hands down the corridors, your smile so wide and beautiful and not induced by him.

There’s an ache blooming in your temples, and you reach up to massage the area with careful fingers. “It’s… kind of, actually. Yeah, I did.” The words begin to come out with such ease that is startles you. God, just do it. Hike up your skirt and say it. Get it over with. “So… you know that laundry soap I brought you from London? The, ah… the Muggle kind.”

Why the hell is she talking about laundry soap?

A moment of suspicious staring and subconscious pouting has the realization crashing down on his shoulders like an anvil. Does… do you mean— “I remember.” The possible implications of what you’re saying makes him feel like breaking into a festive dance, and it takes everything in him not to leap to his feet.

“I smelled that. In the potion.” You’re having an incredibly difficult time looking him in the face, face bright red, hands a knot behind your back, and if it isn’t the most adorable thing he’s ever seen, he doesn’t know what is. “And, um, maple syrup, which I know you love because you use half a bottle every morning. And the brown sugar I spilled in your bag last month. And — and… yeah.” Your rambling stops, because you’re certain he gets the point by now. Eyes downcast, you wait with your heart hammering for what he’ll say.

But he doesn’t say anything.

The library has never been so quiet in all your years at Hogwarts, so you peek up at him through your hair, only to practically choke on your own breath at the smile on his lips. It’s small, but the most genuine one you’ve seen on him. That and the blush on his cheeks tells you that maybe you didn’t just make an utter fool out of yourself in front of the object of your affections.

“I didn’t just make everything really weird, did I?” you ask weakly.

“A little,” he admits only to snort at your horrified gape, and the look of relief on your face when he chuckles is so comically precious that he has to stop himself from reaching for you right then and there. And part of him wonders what to do next.

“Would… would it be okay if I kissed you?”

You’re even redder than Gryffindor’s colors, and you wonder if Junhui charmed a frog into your throat to humiliate you in front of the person you care for most —because all your years of words are failing you out of the blue and you find that you can do nothing other than nod timidly.

You reflect that it’s almost not even worth it (though, who are you kidding? You’d think about this every damn day for the next five years.) when he swallows and hesitantly scoots his chair closer to you with a screech on the floorboards. It’s without a doubt the most awkward moment of your life when he bites the bullet, mutters a screw it and places his lips on yours. Too hard. And you’re so distracted with panicking over what to do and oh my god he’s so close that you don’t realize your first kiss isn’t nearly as magical as you thought it would be.

As the moment of hesitance, passes, you think you may be getting used to this kissing thing that you once dry heaved at that (you never understood why Hansol and Seungkwan never seemed to get enough of sucking face until now). But that’s when your teeth bump against his with a painful clack and the two of you lunge apart like you’d been electrocuted.

Scratch the library’s so-called quiet moment from earlier — this is a thousand times more silent, and you can practically hear Jihoon’s breaths from where he sits in poorly disguised embarrassment, hands balled in his lap and shoulders stiff. Your lips are buzzing with a foreign tingly sensation that you had only vaguely felt whenever he went to tap you on the head for getting yourself into trouble, whenever he bound your injuries from magic mishaps or scuffles with other students. You start wondering how you could’ve been so stupid.

It’s so clear and so obvious to you now, but it had taken the world’s most powerful love potion for you to see it. Whenever you got Jihoon to laugh or smile, your heart seemed to soar higher than the clouds themselves, but you had always chalked it up to pride at getting his reserved exterior to crack. You always found yourself wanting to hold his hand or fiddle with his hair, but you ignored anything that would potentially push him away from you.

But hocus-fucking-pocus, here you are now, kissing him between two shelves containing books about charming slugs to do Irish jigs.

“Um…” Jihoon clears his throat and you’re praying to Merlin that he won’t mention your lack of experience until the moment he continues. As it turns out, he seems just as flustered and awkward as you feel, because his stammered words come out as, “Do eat want to you— hngssssdoyouwanttoeat. Do… you want to eat?”

You agree far too quickly, eager to escape your building embarrassment, and without another word on it, you take off down the halls toward the kitchen with a much lighter load on your shoulders. And in spite of your anticipation of what he’d say next, you know that you can’t expect him to burst into a song detailing his mutual affections for you, but you still worry that he might’ve somehow miraculously forgotten everything that had just happened because he doesn’t breathe a word of it.

So, while it’s difficult, you lock any concerns away and occupy yourself with recalling stories you’d heard around the castle with a mouthful of mashed potatoes as Jihoon nods along quietly, just as it always has been. It makes a pit of shame develop on your gut, until you feel it.

It’s a slight and timid touch at first, but it can’t be mistaken as an accident when Jihoon hesitantly nudges his fingers to fit through yours. You damn well nearly choke on your pudding and stare at him with eyes the size of dinner plates, until he manages a little smile that washes away all of your worries.

Throughout the rest of the day, Jihoon walks you to your classes like he always has, but he doesn’t let go of your hand once.

When I Was Your Man

Pairing- Steve(Pre Serum) x Reader , Bucky  x Reader (This is during CATFA)

Words - Approx 1.3k

A/N - This is my entry for Jess’s @caplansteverogers 900 followers celebration(I am so fucking late , I know that . I am so sorry). 

I chose the song When I Was Your Man by Bruno Mars. I love this song and its amazing you should probably give this a listen if you haven’t.

Originally posted by buckingoffthebed

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Break Your Fall

Thanks to Anna for donating! Here’s the Dick and Wally content you asked for.

“Woah,” Wally says as he steadies Dick. Dick frowns at him, and that could be because Wally’s scowling at him, or it could be because Dick’s absolutely and completely wasted. It’s been a while since Wally’s seen Dick this smashed. Dick stumbles again, and Wally can’t help it when he holds out his hands and says, “Dick, please. Let me help you.”

Dick shoves away his hands. “I can walk fine, Wally.”

“Riiiiiight,” Wally says, watching as Dick leans against the wall, and then starts sliding down to sit on the floor. It’s hard to believe this guy has been Batman sometimes. Wally crouches next to where Dick’s hiding his face in the wall. “How about I take you home?”

“You’re gonna make me sick.”

Wally shakes his head and gets his arms underneath Dick’s armpits. “I’m not going to carry you. I’m going to walk you home. You know, be a good best friend and all that. Best friends don’t let best friends walk home alone while absolutely plastered. Now come. On.”

Wally grunts as he finally gets Dick into a standing position.

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MCL Boys: NSFW Headcanons!!

Gueeeessss what week it is - nah do not guess, we all know, it’s sin week - one of the best weeks of MCL! So, as requested, here’s some NSFW headcanons of lips, butt, and something else I had added in! Man, this was hard to write and I hope you enjoy! You s i n n e r s ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)…

NSFW, under the cut!

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i like you (a whole latte) (m)

prompt: “i spilled your coffee on you so let me make it up to you” au + wonho

pairing: shin hoseok | reader
genre: meeting in a coffee shop au / fluff, smut
warnings: oral sex
word count: 6,259
description: although the first seasonal drink of autumn has always been the epitome of joy, you find pleasure elsewhere — more specifically, in someone.
author’s note: with all my love, i dedicate this to the one and only wonho-loving hoe, @wonhopes <3

At the start of every season is a coffee lover’s favorite occasion. A period of excitement that lasts for a measly twelve-week period until something newer takes its place, much more equipped for the upcoming holiday season, with commemorative flavors that elicit the very nostalgia that comes respectively in the autumn, winter, spring, and summer. Each one more distinct than the other, setting themselves apart by name, taste, and warmth (or lack thereof). Although not all coffee lovers can say they enjoy holiday beverages, you are among the plenty that actually do.

It’s with great pleasure that you’ve taken the time to really bask in your day off work and school with a drink to encapsulate the rest of the autumnal season. Though they’re usually hits or misses depending on the vendor and the baristas, this is a pastime that you’re more than happy to oblige in nonetheless.

It’s barely 11 AM. The usual morning rush having died down a few hours ago, leaving behind a few scattered bodies congregating at the mahogany wooden tables. Another few gathered around the unofficial waiting area, all of which wearing hope on their faces to have their names called already. Some looking a little more irritated than the others, while others look just about ready to fall asleep right where they’re standing. Unlike them, the gruff-looking ones with permanent frowns etched on their faces and an atmosphere of urgency wrapped around them like snow-kissed mountaintops, you are in no rush. Even just waiting in line behind a couple of other people is nothing to you.

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So your partner came out as polyamorous, now what?

You are monogamous, have only ever considered yourself monogamous, and your significant other just came out as polyamorous. What do you do now? Here is some FAQs and advice for monogamous people whose partner has just come out as polyamorous.

Question: Can I still be monogamous and date someone who is polyamorous?

Answer: Absolutely! Mono people and polyam people date all the time. If you want to only date one person while that one person dates others that is totally cool. You are still monogamous, your relationship just isn’t. 

Question: I don’t want them to date other people, is that okay?

Answer: Wanting to date people who are only with you is pretty common and yeah that’s okay. But if you want that you should date someone who wants that too, not a polyamorous person. If you want to stay with someone who is polyamorous you have to decide together what you two want.

Question: I don’t want to break up with them, what do I do now?

Answer: Start by discussing with your partner both of your ideal relationships. In a lot of cases one of you would like monogamy while the other would like to be allowed to enter sexual and romantic relationships with others. Now find a compromise. Maybe they can have other romantic relationships but not sexual ones, maybe they can have other sexual relationships but not romantic ones, maybe they can hook up with people but can’t have other long standing sexual partners, maybe they can only date people of a specific gender. You can find lots of compromises between complete polyamory and complete monogamy. Neither of you should get exactly what you want unless they are the same thing. Find a compromise. It won’t be exactly what you want but it should be something you are happy with.

Question: What if my partner and I can’t agree?

Answer: Then you two cannot make a good couple and you should break up. Sorry.

Question: My partner says they are okay with monogamy but I feel like they are just humoring me, what do I do?

Answer: Assure them that you are willing to compromise if they want that and then just ask if they want that. If you make it clear to them other things are options and they still choose monogamy then they aren’t humoring you.

Question: What if my partner breaks our agreement?

Answer: That’s generally considered cheating by polyamorous people and you can either try to work it out or you can break up, that’s your call. 

Question: What if they want to change our agreement?

Answer: Just do it all over again. Sit down, talk it out, figure out a compromise. If you can’t find something you are both happy with you can’t be together.

Question: Should I try dating other people too?

Answer: If you think you might be nonmonogamous sure. If you don’t think so don’t bother. 

“you haven’t touched your food, are you alright?” with byeler ♡ - submitted by @thescaryflower.

hope you like it, thank u for the submission, ily<3

Saturday, December 21, 09:40am.

     The smell of biscuits and eggnog filled the Byers’ house, Joyce was the only one awake - she had left the breakfast ready, a real feast, biscuit, eggnog, bread, milk, coffee, tea, cereal, pancakes, eggos, bacon and everything a hungry person could crave. She left everything arranged on the table - and now the table looked like a real royal banquet. Joyce picked up her cigarette and a cup of coffee and went to the balcony of the house. He took the camel’s 99 from the pack, took it to her lips and dragged as much smoke as she could. Her goal was to stop smoking but she couldn’t, not that week, it was christmas week and Joyce will give special dinner to their friends’ families and wanted to make a good impression and especially as a thank you to Will’s friends who never rested until they saw her son safe and sound.

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Rick pulled the covers over his head to block out the blinding light. “Could you please turn that light off? It’s too bright. And who is playing Garth Brooks so loud this early in the morning?”

“Let me take that one issue at a time. First, that ‘light’ is the sun’s rays streaming through the window. There is no way to really cut it off. Two, there is no music currently playing in the house. I suspect that you are having some moonshine induced flashbacks to Shane’s singing from last night. And three, it’s almost 12:30 in the afternoon.”

“What? Why didn’t you wake me?” Rick mumbled from under the covers.

Michonne sighed. She walked over and shut the curtains and then moved back to the bed where she gently eased the covers away from Rick’s face before sitting down. He squinted back at her. His curls were in wild disarray all over his head.

“You looked miserable even in your sleep this morning. Your face was all scrunched up. I decided to just let you sleep it off. But I did come in here to wake you up so you could take these.” Michonne held out aspirin and a bottle of water to Rick.

“Thank you.” Rick sat up and took the aspirin and drank most of the bottle of water in one draw.

“Slow down, Rick. Those long nips are what got you here in the first place.”

Rick set the bottle on the nightstand and looked at Michonne. “I’m never drinking anything Shane offers me again.”

Michonne smoothed Rick’s curls out of his face. “Why did you drink in the first place?”

Rick closed his eyes briefly at Michonne’s actions. He remembered exactly why he drank last night, but he couldn’t share it with his friend. “Who knows? I got caught up in the moment I guess.”

There was something Michonne had to know. “Exactly how much of last night do you remember.”

This question Rick could answer honestly. “Everything after my first drink is a blur.”

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In 2016, Elder Joaquin Costa of the Seventy came to my stake’s conference and I wrote about the experience.

This past weekend (Nov 2017), Elder Claudio Costa of the Seventy came to stake conference. Two Elder Costas!

While very different experiences, there’s some aspects that were similar:
Each met with the stake presidency and talked about marriage.
I got a shout out from each of them during stake conference.
I got a big hug and the stake clerk did not. 😂😂😂

The stake president invited his two counselors and stake clerk, plus their spouses, for dinner on Friday with Elder Costa. And me, too, the oh-so-single stake executive secretary. Elder Costa struck me as nice in a grandfatherly sort of way.

After the meal, we moved to a seating area and the conversation was all about marriage. Both Elder Costa and my stake president shared their conversion stories and went into detail about how they met their wives.

The next hour of conversation is when things turned awkward. Elder Costa said stuff like getting married is the most important thing in this life, it is our primary goal, and only married people will be exalted in heaven. He emphasized the need for these couples to continuously work on and improve their marriages. He had us go around the room and each of us say one thing that makes a successful marriage. Yikes! 😮 When he got to me, I asked to be skipped, he insisted but so did I. He even came back to me after everyone else had a turn.

Elder Costa went on to say single sisters who stay true to the gospel will not be denied any blessings in the next life (he didn’t say a word about the single brothers), the millennium will be a time when we’ll work on becoming perfected and they’ll work out all the things in their marriages. Marriage is all he talked about. 😓 I kept wanting the night to end.

I sensed others in the room felt uncomfortable for me. It’s good they got a taste of what church can be like for people who don’t fit a certain mold, like me since I’m not just single, I’m also gay.

That night I got a text from the stake clerk asking if I’m okay, that he imagined the night’s conversation was difficult for me, that there were a lot of generalizations made and he wanted to be sure I realize how important I am and the significance of my contributions. (Bless him for writing me)

Saturday when Elder Costa walked into the stake offices he paid me a lot of attention, spent time complimenting my tie and being super friendly (I bet General Authorities think a lot about ties, it’s the one splash of color in their otherwise uniform wardrobe of dark suits and white shirts). I wondered if my stake president had clued him in about me.

He asked us to each tell a little about ourselves, including our families. I said that I have 15 nieces & nephews. He compared me with Sheri Dew, a single woman who has had a tremendous influence in the Church, and how she’s always talking about her nieces and nephews. He also spoke about the other Davids he knows and they all share certain similar traits and so do I. He decided he was gonna keep calling me by my first name. It was charming, actually, that the whole weekend he referred to everyone else as Brother So-and-so or President So-and-so, but I was David.

After the introductions, Elder Costa asked the stake president what were some areas of the stake he’s concerned about or which need improvement. The stake president asked his counselors to weigh in and the four of them (stake pres, 2 counselors & Elder Costa) had a lively discussion, with Elder Costa occasionally saying “David, make a note of that.” Towards the end, the stake president asked the stake clerk and me to also share our opinions. The stake clerk went first and there was a good discussion around his points. Elder Costa began wrapping up the meeting and I raised my hand, “I didn’t get a chance to speak.”

My comment was that everyone needs to feel seen, heard and loved. We need to be friends, not just in church, but beyond these walls, invite others to dinner or to our homes. We should look for others who aren’t being included and reach over and invite them to join us. When we come to church and there’s someone we’re happy to see, or they’re excited to see us, it makes that day at church a good one regardless of what the speakers said from the pulpit. These are people who will serve each other and look out for each other in their struggles. This is how to bind hearts. It’s the great commandment to love one another.

With that said, we were out of time. We had a closing prayer and all headed over to a meeting for men in stake or ward leadership positions. Elder Costa came out from behind the pulpit and had an interactive discussion. At the meeting’s conclusion, he spoke about the stake president and his counselors and how he’s impressed with them. Then walked over to where the Stake Clerk and I were sitting, and said these two men are good help to the stake presidency. “We had a meeting just prior to this one, and David got the final word. He spoke for only about a minute, but he touched my heart.”  ❤️

During the rest of stake conference he continued to call me David, a point which other members kept commenting on.

After it was all over, we were in the stake offices and Elder Costa comes over, “David! It was so good to meet you!” and wrapped his arms around me in a hug. “The next time you’re in Utah, call me. I’ll take you to lunch…I’m serious!” 😍

The Stake Clerk was beside me. Elder Costa patted him on his suit lapel while saying, “nice to meet you” 😎 and out the door he went.

Things got off to a rough start that Friday night. He recognized it and spent time trying to make it right. He embodied the very point I tried to make, that we need to be seen and heard, to be loved, to have someone who’s happy to see us, who recognizes our struggles and stands with us.

i say “straight cis men are spoiled, that’s all. spoiled brats.”

my father bristles. “oh, so i can say the reverse of that? how would you feel if i called your entire gender something like that?”

like what? like bitch? like hysterical? like keep your voice down, don’t get crazy, don’t be one of those girls, come on, just say yes to me. like what? like needy, like over-emotional, like high maintenance? 

i say, “i know what it feels like.”

he says, “men just want things and you’re pretending being denied those things doesn’t hurt.”

oh i know it hurts. but when i hurt, i hurt myself. i cut into the lip of my body and rip out all the good things. when i hurt, i blame myself. when boys around me hurt, they hurt me. come at me with fists and knives and screaming. trap me on trains while they shout names at me. lock me in the car when i try to leave. hold me down and ignore the begging.

i say, “it does. but, while women can be toxic and abusive, i find that denying a man something is like telling a spoiled child they can’t have a toy for being good.”

on my tongue are stories that don’t seem to break the pattern. stories i know other women have. men who wanted me because i was nice to them, men who wanted me because they were nice to me, men who turned equally quickly into beasts, howling about their lacking, how i owed them, how they could take advantage of me, how, like bread and water, they were starved of me. of course i should give in, how dare i let them go hungry, how selfish it was of me. 

my father says, “when. there are tons of perfectly fine men and just as many bad women. you’ve worked in retail. you’ve complained about them.”

oh, yes. i’ve had my humanity dragged through the dirt by that-kind-of-haircut, by “speak to your manager”, by still-in-the-store-an-hour-after-closing. i’ve been screamed at and serenaded by swear words. i’ve had women look like they were about to pop a blood vessel. 

none of those women ever followed me to a car. none of those women ever wrote down my name just to find me on facebook. none of those women ever followed me home, sniffed at my neck, told me how pretty i’d look naked. oh, i’m sure they wanted to kill me. but they didn’t make it about how much they’d debase me. it was a clean threat, a cold knife. 

it’s a hard thing to explain. that i knew if these women went for me, it wasn’t because of my gender, and that made those threats differ. the same way that if they had been threatening me for being gay, it would have been scary. i was just in the wrong place when they hated me. they didn’t hate me because of my identity.

i clear my throat. “a spoiled woman wants what i’m not giving her, sure. but i can usually calm her down by helping and understanding. and we’re talking about the difference between being denied an object and being denied access to my body.”

my father snorts. “i think you’re blowing this out of proportion.” 

there’s an entire group of men on reddit that we’ve just come to accept as thinking of women as objects. it’s not a small group, either, but what are you going to do. they write each other novels about how women are all animals who need to be controlled, how they’re “involuntarily celibate”, that we’ve denied them all. and how somehow, that denial is our fault. there’s been murders because men were mad they couldn’t have women. mass murders. serial murders. and so many of them were straight violence: not for the intention of killing, but of dragging out the sorrow of it. did you know rape isn’t about sex, it’s about power.

my mouth hurts. i tell him, “you should see how they act when you’re in a position of power above them.” 

how they are when they find out a hispanic female got the job. how they are when it’s me, and i’m not even five foot three, and they know they can intimidate me. how it is when they raise voices over me, and sit on my desk, and come into my room without asking, and ask who i blew in order to get here, and ask to see my resume because obviously i was given the job for diversity and not my three years experience, and ask if i’d be their office affair, and stretch themselves to expand, like a balloon, filling, filling. how their voices pop, “stole my job,” “affirmative action is reverse racism,” “i’m going to bend her over one of these days and show her who’s boss.”

my father shrugs. “if it bothers you so much, stop listening to them.”

in three days from this conversation, one of my friends will text me that a guy pulled a knife on her in a bar because she said no. in two days from this conversation, i will have someone pull up my skirt. on the day of this conversation, three of my friends and i will get wine drunk and cackle over white boys texting and their dick pics and demands for love. when they say things like “you’re a slut and i fucking hate you and i hope you die” when she says no, we laugh. when my skirt comes up, i laugh. when my friend is at knifepoint, she laughs.

did you know laughter is a fear response. 

to my father i say, “just watch. watch what happens when a woman says no.”

he shakes his head. “god, where do you even get this stuff?”

i want to live in a world where i got this from nowhere. where it’s just a figment. where i’ve never met men in the wild, only read about them, and their hands, and their ability to take things from me without feeling sorry. i want to live in a world where other women are confused about the accusations, haven’t experienced the same thing, or haven’t heard the same thing from the women close to them. i want to live in a world where it’s fake, because they treat us like it’s fake; instead of living where it’s this giant open secret like a blood boil, pulsing, a shush of things we’ve learned to answer with laughing, a big burn mark we’ve all been through but is somehow not counted as scarring. i want to live in a world where i’m making up my experiences for want of them; where i’ve never been kissed or touched or groped without my permission, where i don’t fear trains and enclosed spaces. the world i see so many men live in; where it might be a concern on their periphery, but not enough to warrant attention.

“you’d see it too,” i say through his words, “if you just stopped and listened.”

How To Come Out in A Conservative Society

An History Lesson on Ellen DeGeneres and Theories about BTS

First, let me start off by saying that I know this is going to piss off some people. Your precious boys can’t have a bad rumor spread about them, can they? 

Well, fun fact: These rumors about idols have gone on for years, and they still have jobs. The rumors aren’t the problem, because when it comes to LGBT rumors, unlike straight rumors or controversies, Korea readily just accepts them as not possible and so someone can be rumored gay and nothing come from it, unless it was ever confirmed, so again, the rumor isn’t the problem. The lack of acceptance if said rumors are confirmed is the problem, because idols can only work if a company feels they will be able to make money. It is simple economics. If fans are not willing to accept and openly express acceptance, how can we expect a society to? How can we expect companies to feel that their artists have a market? Now I understand Korea has a thing about censorship despite fan reaction. This is a part of the problem, and it is a complicated political setting in which I do not understand and therefore cannot determine the ultimate solution. 

All I can say is this:

Guys, America was not always as accepting as it is now. America did used to be like Korea, and none of the laws for the LGBT were in place. What changed? The people. If you, as fans, are so set on protecting idols that you inherently promote the idea that being LGBT is an issue, even if you don’t mean it that way, you are being problematic to the cause. Discussing it openly allows idols and even companies to see the acceptance among fans, and fans educating other fans about it allows the societies to see the change in the people. You have the power but when you so adamantly push to censor the discussion, you give the power to those who wish to not acknowledge the LGBT. Talking is good, and could really help an LGBT idol feel better about themselves if they are LGBT.


So, BTS wants to visit Ellen. This is very interesting to me, as I have always felt a slight connection of their stories. I have a theory, but you have to actually hear me out to try and understand that this is something legitimate and not just some delusion of grandeur. 

First, how many of you actually know the history behind Ellen?

Well, I am going to assume that a lot of you are younger than me. BTS is younger than me lol. So, in the 90s, Ellen DeGeneres was an American television sweetheart. People loved her. American families watched her all the time. She was really popular. She had her show Ellen, which if you didn’t know, was not the talk show she has now. It was an actual sitcom where she played a character named Ellen. She boldly made the choice ON THE SHOW to have the character come out as a lesbian, and the next day on a talk show, she came out herself.

It was a bold move in the 90′s when LGBT rights were in the shitter. Still, if you look back, she actually was quite clever and strategic. She played the every woman and that’s why families loved her, but you will see hints of her sexuality. She used her medium and talent to subconsciously familiarize her audience with the idea of her being LGBT. It took a lot of work, and trust me, her coming out was not ENTIRELY smooth, but it went quite well. She was one of the few at the time to come out and have her career thrive after. 

She after that managed to have the highest viewed day time talk show that still runs today, a role in one of the most beloved children’s films, Finding Nemo. In fact, a open lesbian having a role like Dory in a children’s film at all was a huge deal. She managed to do all of this and land a deal with JC Penney and Covergirl, and her net worth is 350 million. She even for over a decade remained with her wife Portia, all while her career grew. Sure, along the way there were idiots who condemned her, but most of America loved Ellen.

All from a woman who wore short hair, gender non-conforming fashion, and openly lived as a lesbian in the 90′s. She may not be too shocking to you guys, but she did “look like a lesbian” in what people would have defined (don’t take this as my belief).


Just being someone everyone can connect to! She was happy and funny and wanted the world to laugh! She showed that LGBT people are just like everyone else. They wanted their rights, and that was all. This is a discussion for an entirely different subject, but I as an LGBT can tell you that while I think people should be accepted and able allowed to behave in the manner they see fit as long as it harms no one, there is value in LGBT who are not defined by the stereotypical “LGBT” behavior and are simply just day by day people who live just like you. Ellen did not over-exaggerate her sexuality’s stereotypical behavior. There is nothing wrong with being flamboyant, but sometimes sadly, the first step to acceptance is to be able to empathize and she was the one to be able to connect to easier, and with time, starting with people like her being accepted, times changed, and now we are seeing acceptances for all forms. It isn’t perfect, and it probably never will be, but it is there. She pushed boundaries, but she did so strategically and it worked for her.


Well, if you are familiar with their music, behavior, ethical principles, and the HYYH, then you might see where I am going with this.

Firstly, I would be here for hours if I mentioned all the various moments were they referenced something LGBT or did something related to. There is the Japanese Jungkook fanboy, Glam’s Party XXO, Namjoon’s words about the issue, Yoongi and his fuckery, Troye Sivan ultimate stanning, ‘I Know’ etc, but let me continue with my point.

I feel that BTS are familiarizing their fans with the idea of LGBT within idols. Idols have always had fanservice, and idols have always had ones who professed acceptance. There have even been idols that have hinted towards ideas of LGBT in their art (like Monsta X’s All In) but if ARMYS are correct about the HYYH, there may actually be the first LGBT narrative involving idols (KWill’s Please Don’t featured an LGBT plotline but I am talking about the idol themselves being involved). 

There have been hints that Yoongi and Jungkook within the narrative have a romantic plot. The HYYH Notes give this idea some light. Granted, we could be incorrect, but it does seem to be the case with the narrative text. We will have to see in the future where they take it.The Love Yourself highlights also hint at this. Then, Namjoon’s insistence on Love Yourself: Her being gender neutral. I think this is for a specific purpose as well.

Then there was the photoshoot with Jimin and Jungkook on the same rainbow unicorn float that was used at Korean Pride that same summer. I do not find this coincidental at all. There is a message, and I find that they are trying to send it in a palatable way for fans, which sadly shouldn’t have to happen, but it is the society we live in. There is the fact that they covered a song without changing pronouns, which would be ignored had it not been for the recent Namjoon comments and the fact that the BigHit survey featured more than the two genders. I think they recognize all of this. I think that this is all to familiarize fans with directly associating idol with LGBT. 

They are pushing boundaries, but doing so strategically.

Now, this next part might split some people, because it involves two members together, and I know people get pissy but hear me out. Please note that while you may think I am wrong, if you believe there are other LGBT members, the former discussion still applies.

I think the recent events involving Jungkook and Jimin are not fanservice. They are real events that are used by the two for fans. Let me explain: If they are together, they are spending time together, publicly interacting, and expressing themselves more. They are doing this because they love each other, but this is shown for fans for the purpose I believe of getting fans used to the idea, so that if they did eventually come out, it would not be such a shock. Much like Ellen did. I could be entirely wrong, but I think every moment is genuine and they are just showing it to people they care about to show their love. It can be a gift to fans, but that does not make it fanservice. 

As, I said, take the last two paragraphs away, and my point is still relevant, but I do believe they are utilizing this as a chance for members to come out who would not feel comfortable doing so before. I find at this point in time, the most likely is Jimin and Jungkook.

For sure, Jungkook. I always believed him to be some form of LGBT.

NOW, what does any of this mean? What does the future hold?


You got me.

If I am correct, and I believe I am, this means that BigHit and BTS will eventually tackle the idea of LGBT head on. I think an issue is with the Korea Unicef program, as it is 2 years long, and Yoongi decided not to get a tattoo to be able to do it, so what makes us think being LGBT wouldn’t be an issue, BUT who knows? They may utilize the fact that they are the current most successful Korean idol artist on a national and worldwide scale to see what can happen. Not changing the language they sing in reaches to their intent for change and being a voice for Korean youth, and utilizing the international fame allows them to bridge the youth they are reaching to with the liberalism of Western media.

The thing is in order to not kill their careers, they have to be big enough to survive it. That is why the first part of my essay is so important. Fans are the key. Our support and votes, and yes, our money, is the key to them being big enough that they are untouchable. That might not ever truly happen but it doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try. If we can have an idol who is LGBT that is as big as them, that can invoke change…

JUST LIKE ELLEN. It takes time. Things didn’t change immediately after her, but damn if life didn’t get more and more progressive. I also credit so many others for that, but this is about them.

Please, take into consideration that I put a lot of thought into this before you brush me off, BUT ultimately this is my opinion. Good Day.


Jimin is friends with Shinee’s Taemin, Exo’s Kai and Chanyeol, Wanna One Sungwoon. Jungkook is friend with Got7’s Bambam and Yugyeom, NCT’s Jaehyun, Seventeen Mingyu. Taehyung is friends with Shinee’s Minho, ZE: A Park Hyun Shik, BTOB’s Sungjae, EXO’s Suho and Baekhyun, GOT7’s Mark, VIXX’s Hongbin. Jin is friends with B1A4’s Sandeul and VIXX’s Ken. Namjoon is very close to Got7’s Jackson too. Jhope is friends with BAP’s Zelo, Bigstar’s Sunghak, and Ha Sungwoon from Hotshot and also Got7’s JB. Suga is friends with Super Junior’s Heechul. And there are MORE I didn’t mention.

Originally posted by jeonheart

BTS are literally close with all the big male groups rn. They all love and support each other. Most groups meet up during music shows and award shows and get close. V said “When Suho was hosting a music show, we’d say hello a lot, and our promotions often overlapped. If you meet someone a lot for a show, it seems like you just get close somehow. You smile and support each other.” Most of them keep in touch despite their busy schedules and meet up as soon as they can. Jimin, Kai and Taemin even designed their squad logo and Jackets.

Originally posted by yoonmin

So I don’t get it when fans attack BTS! My ask is full now of ARMYs being sad because of fanwars, and this happens more EVERY YEAR around this time *cough* award shows *cough*. How would you feel if the people who like you are also the ones hating on your dear friends? Seriously, Kpop is music too. It’s meant to bring people together not start WWIII. 

Originally posted by biastobeat

Yes, there is competition to win awards and so on but competition is in school, work, and sports … Does it mean you will curse at your classmates if they got better grades? 

Originally posted by hana-mori-posts

Why not instead turn it into a motivation to do better next time while being good sports and congratulate the winner.I mean we should all be like this.

Originally posted by irpsychotic

I know how people online hide behind anonymity and can become bravely rude. I know how anger makes us say things we should have never said. but all fandoms please take note including ARMY: Even if your words get forgotten with time that stain on the fandom’s name and image just gets more apparent and ugly. At the end of the day, are you helping your group or ruining them? 

Originally posted by jinmini

Imagine all the great stages and collaborations we could have gotten and the opportunities we could have opened to our boys if we stood together. 

Originally posted by fansfiction

I always heard "It’s impossible for fandoms to get along”. Did anyone even try? I will not ask for everyone to magically act kinder and support each other just like our idols do. Nor become all friends. Just ONE thing: Let’s ALL be respectful. If you feel stressed go listen to your group’s music not start arguments. I am sure it can be soothing. If after all this you still want to carry the hate I will not fight you. There is “Nothing more left to say, don’t even apologize. No need to see each other ever again, this is my last goodbye”

Originally posted by alwayscasualfan

Have a great week everyone ^^ 

By @mimibtsghost

anonymous asked:

do you have an idea of a checklist for learning how to create digital art? like i know practice is essential, but i don't really know where to start or where to go from there. thanks so much xox

I think I can toss some stuff out here that might be of use.  Assuming an artist learning digital art starts from the beginning–owning a tablet & drawing program but not knowing how to use them–here’s an inconveniently long list of stuff that could help them.

TL;DR: 1, mess around till you’re used to drawing digitally. 2, study and create ad infinitum. 3, a bunch of tips that are pretty hard to TLDR so you should probably just go over em.  Step 2 is basically what you asked me NOT to tell you (“practice”!), but unfortunately it’s all I know how to do :,(

1) If you own a tablet that you plug into your computer (i.e., you don’t draw directly on the screen), feel free to spend a few weeks or even a month+ just getting used to it.  When you first start out, it’s really freaky drawing in one place and seeing things appear somewhere else, but trust me in that you won’t even notice the disconnect after a few months of consistent digital drawing.  I’ve been painting digitally for about 2 years now, and it’s actually slightly easier for me to draw digitally than traditionally.  [If you have a cintiq, or you use an iPad with Procreate, or something similar, then you probably don’t have to spend as much time in step 1.]

Keep in mind that it doesn’t matter how good you were with traditional drawing when you start digital; the mental disconnect you have will make it very difficult to think about proportions, values, edges, colors, etc.  You’ll probably notice yourself making mistakes that you wouldn’t normally make on paper.  Don’t worry about them, just keep drawing as you usually would.  Digital you will catch up to traditional you in time.  

For now, get used to blending colors, drawing somewhat steady lines that go in the correct direction, and fooling around with brushes and brush settings.  If you come across a brush that you like (easy to work with + pleasing results), it may help to stick with it as you continue to learn.  Digital doodles and sketches are good for this stage; though try to keep doing traditional work so your base art skills don’t atrophy.  

If you’re just starting out with Photoshop or Sai or Krita or whatever software you’re using, you’re gonna be intimidated by all the funky buttons and settings that you first see.  If it makes you feel any better, I use maybe 0.1% of the tools that Photoshop offers me.  When you start, all you need to worry about is the brush tool and control-z, maybe the eraser too.

2) Do studies as well as pieces from imagination.  You can move into step 2 as early as you please; you don’t have to wait until you think you’ve become “skillful” at digital drawing (in fact, this step is what will probably help you become the most comfortable with digital).  It’s alright if your colors are icky looking and your values are off (tip, occasionally turn the saturation of your drawing to 0 to check the values), because as long as you keep studying reality and appealing art & continually learn from your mistakes, you’ll get better. 

Always remember to study or at least appreciate the qualities of art you enjoy.  It’s the same thing that people always tell writers–you have to read a lot to write well.  You probably shouldn’t shield yourself from the influence of other artists; while you may think that this action would help you develop artistically in the manner most true to yourself, in reality the vast majority of the process of learning art will be honing in on what you find visually pleasant so that you may, in turn, express your artistic taste in your work.  If you look at other people’s art, you can pick out tiny aspects of it that you like and incorporate that into your style.  It’s a bit trickier to build a style without the “help” of other artists, though you can always turn to nature for help. On that note, I also recommend referencing nature as much as you can, because we as human beings are sort of wired to find natural designs, colors, and structures beautiful.  Look at nature for the universally beautiful, and look at art for the subjectively beautiful (i.e., enjoyed uniquely by you).

If you find yourself getting burnt out pretty quickly, then just paint/draw simple and small things for period of half an hour to 1 ½ hours a day (and switch back to traditional).  You can spend this time mapping out proportions, creating thumbnails of values/colors, drawing linework, or whatever.  Add complexity to your pieces as the months go by, and if you already have a decent foundation in drawing aim to create somewhat finished pieces after maybe four months to a year.  Please note that the second part of that sentence was something I completely made up out of my head, because I’m trying to quantify pretty unquantifiable concepts such as a “decent foundation in drawing” and a “somewhat finished” piece of art.  If you find it unrealistic, or just too easy of a goal, disregard it entirely.  It can take you half a decade to learn to make finished digital art, or you can get it down in a couple months.

3) Fun fact, there’s not really a step 3 as you stay in 2 forever, always studying and creating.  But there’s a few other things about digital art that you ought to know, so here they are:

• If your computer doesn’t make a fuss about it, I’d recommend working on a decently large canvas (at least 3000 by 3000; I personally prefer 6000 by 6000). You’ll get less defined edges and colors if you go below 1000 by 1000, from my experience.

• If you have a tablet with pressure sensitivity (you probably should otherwise digital painting is kinda hellish), go to your brush settings and set ‘transfer’ to ‘pen pressure.’  This is what makes it possible to blend.  

• If you’re having trouble matching colors while studying, you can always color pick the ref (in photoshop: bring the pic into PS and use the eye dropper tool) and compare its colors to your colors.  Some people add too much red to their skin tones, some people draw their highlights with overly desaturated colors, some people make trees and grass in their landscapes too green; whatever the case, take note of and correct errors that you consistently make.  

• Get used to using the transform/warp/liquify tools (liquify is technically a filter but you get what I mean).  They’re lifesavers for fixing proportion mistakes that you’ve only noticed 8 hours into a piece. 

• Give layers a shot.  I only work on one layer, but I’ve heard from people who divide their piece up into multiple layers that they’re damn useful (until you draw on the wrong one). 

• Flip your canvas horizontally every once in a while to make sure stuff hasn’t gone awry. 

• Screw around with color modes; they can do some really fancy things that are difficult to duplicate with normal digital painting, let alone traditional.  On the topic of colors, don’t be afraid to use somewhat desaturated colors (near the center of the color picker square in PS). There are some very aesthetically pleasing color combinations that you can make out of somewhat dulled colors.

• If you’re using PS, bind ‘step backward’ to control Z, not ‘undo.’  This is under keyboard shortcuts.  Set up a bunch of shortcuts that are the most convenient for you–personally, I only keep my left hand near the lower left region of my keyboard (my right hand is away from the keyboard and off to the right, drawing on the tablet), so I have all of my necessary shortcuts in that area.

This was a bit longer than I expected, but I figure that someone out there can get something out of it.  Cheers to you, if you do.

Keith Kogan: A Portrayal of Homosexuality Done Right

I always tell people that Voltron is a lot more clever than it gets credit for. It can spin a cliche/trope on it’s head beautifully, and while all the characters are easily digestible archetypes (i.e: the nerd, the loner), the creators add layers to them that not only make them feel like real people, but also makes social commentary on those very archetypes.

In no better way do they do this than with the character of Keith.

Before I get into how and why Keith deviates from you’re typical gay male protagonist, I want to establish as a fact that Keith is homosexual.

If you don’t see - what I consider to be - blatant evidence that Keith’s gay, well, I can’t say I blame you. Most people have ingrained heteronormative lenses, meaning they’ll miss the subtext of homosexual characters. Us in the LGBT community are much more attuned to seeing these because, well, for one, we’re queer, and two, because up until around the 1960s, the portrayal of gay characters in the media was illegal and could only be shown subtextually.

So it makes sense that people overlook the very nuanced portrayal of Keith’s sexuality, but if you’re willing to take off those lenses, it’s certainly there.

The first standout appearance of this is in season 1 episode 6: Taking Flight. Or as I like to call it, the day the shows name officially changed to Gaytron: Legendary Homosexuals

I think one of the disconnects for some viewers is that they don’t completely grasp the saying, “Show don’t tell,” the mantra of pretty much every writer. Not always, but typically, showing is better than telling. Or more accurately, telling needs to be used at the correct times and for the right reasons.

So how do they show us that Keith’s gay in this episode? Through three things, body language, actions, and juxtaposition.

You don’t have to be a body language specialist to understand the clear meaning behind Keith’s posture. Leaning, looking someone up and down, and a small, lingering smile/smirk are all subconscious signs of attraction. They’re also common ways of depicting male attraction in the media.

Speaking of depicting male attraction, lets look at how Lance’s flirts in the same episode.

Leaning. Check. Lingering smile. Check. Engaged eye contact. Check. The biggest difference is how blatant they are in their intentions, but that comes down to pure character difference. Keith is self assured and more genuinely confident. He also has a lot of walls up and isn’t so open. While Lance puts on a show/over compensates so that he might appear cool. You can also see this in their respective ‘I’m-checking-you-out’ postures. Lance’s body is open, he’s engaged and his eyes are on Nyma’s eyes. While Keith’s posture is interested, but more in an appreciative way. His body is closed off, and instead of looking Rolo in the eyes, he looks at his - um - physique. This is really fitting for Keith’s character, who again, has walls, and who also puts this mission first, and most likely has no intention of letting this attraction lead to anything other than having a nice piece of eye candy around for a couple of hours.

This is textbook juxtaposition. So moving along now.

I don’t want this to be a shippy post, so I won’t add all the times I think Keith shows attraction towards Lance, but I do want to mention this scene.

The use of the rainbow(the most recognizable symbol in the gay community) over lapping the bi flag colors is relevant for the same reason why the use of purple to symbolize the Galra is relevant. Purple represents royalty, imperialism, but also gloom and danger. The use of these colors and symbols are conscious choices.

While the above scene shows that Keith is attracted to men, this scene shows that Keith is also not attracted to woman.

What I love about this scene is that it’s such a cliche, and like I said up above, Voltron is good at turning those on their head. Here they utilize the tiered and true trope of accidentally falling into each others arms. If this was a hetero-centric Romcom than this moment would’ve been obviously meant to establish attraction, but instead, it does the opposite. Rather Keith personally likes Allura or not, she’s a knock out. So, if he’s attracted to women at all, and isn’t use to having that contact- which hes not - he should be at least somewhat shocked/flustered. If it had been an attractive guy that fell into Keith’s arms, I have no doubt that his reactions would be something beyond that blank stare. Considering he literally gasps every time Lance touches him

The last piece of “evidence” I want to show isn’t as blatant and may just be my perspective, but it’s worth mentioning.

The themes of Keith’s Galra arc are very reminiscent to coming out. He’s discovering parts of himself. He’s internalizing and hiding away said parts. He’s scared of what the people he cares about will think of him when they find out. If this is intentional, it’s brilliant, because while Voltron is set in a futurist world where sexuality is supposedly not an Issue, it still is for the youth of today. Meaning by having these similar themes, Keith becomes more relatable to LGBT people.

This is the part where, if you still don’t think Keith’s gay, I’ll have to calmly yet firmly ask you to get off my fucking lawn. For the rest of you, onward to victory!!!

LGBT individuals have a history of being badly represented in the media, especially now that gay characters have become a marketing strategy for a more progressive consumer base. Their whole character is often reduced to stereotypes or used as a giant walking gay pride flag that reads: look at us, we’re hip and with the times. Meaning, the majority of these characters plots and personalities are based solely on their sexuality. Which is a problem, because not only does it not help to normalize homosexuality, but it’s just not relatable to LGBT people.

I’ll give you an example. My mom’s a lesbian. She married to a woman and has two daughters, one who is trans and one who is bi. But despite how “gay"her life may seem, she very rarely describes herself as that way. She’s not active in LGBT issues. She doesn’t involve herself in the community. Shes not lesbian first and everything else afterward, and she is certainly not alone in that experience. Don’t get me wrong, LGBT individuals are more aware of their sexuality than cishet people, but it’s typically only because others point it out and remind us that its not "normal.” Still, for a lot of LGBT people, our sexuality is just one part of our personal narrative, not the whole damn book.

Another problem with LGBT representations is that their often just built off of stereotypes. Gay men are feminized and their sexuality is typically made the butt of a joke. They are shown as being promiscuous and having commitment issues. These are the standards.

But Keith abolishes all of those, and in such a seamless way too.

While Keith’s character is in no way excessively macho, he’s certainly not feminine either. He doesn’t mind getting sweaty. He’s temperamental and has anger issue. He lived a pretty low maintenance life in a desert shack, sleeps in his jeans like a heathen, and probably uses a dagger to peel oranges. Keith is a masculine character. He’s confident and self assured, but not vain. He’s emotional, but in a very private way. Whereas many other portrayal of gay men depict them as almost theatrically sensitive, confident, but only in their sexual prowess, and self absorbed, but only when it come to their looks and not when it comes to their skills.

This is already an impressive deviation, but what really makes Keith’s portrayal stand out is the way his sexuality is but a mere footnote in what makes his character his character, and how that fits into his personality and story arc so well.

The first thing you have to realize about Keith is that, while he certainly wants to connect with people, it’s not his number one priority. He has barriers. He fears rejection, and despite wanting to feel as if he belongs, its not hard to see how Keith has been conditioned to assume he’ll inevitability be left behind, and therefore places personal relationships low on his list of priorities. Meaning, yes, he was checking out Rolo, and yes, I believe that he’s very very fond of Lance, but I can’t imagine that Keith really sees these relationships becoming something substantial or romantic, and thus doesn’t put too much effort into perusing them. You can really tell what’s important to a character by what they focus their time on. Take Lance for instance, he’s a character who blatantly cares about friendships and has no problem openly flirting. That’s not to say Lance doesn’t care about the war, just like Keith’s reluctance to pursue meaningful bonds doesn’t mean he doesn’t want them. It just means that relationships and love obviously mean a lot to Lance.

So what does Keith focus on? Well, he shows the most focus on relationships in season one, when the connections he had with his makeshift family was the post pressing thing going on. (You cant really form Voltron if you don’t connect with the other members) But after season one, with all the changes Keith goes through, we see a big shift in his priorities. First he finds out about his heritage, then Shiro disappears and he is thrust into leadership, and then most recently, he joins the Blade.

By framing Keith’s character like this, it allows the creators to make his sexuality natural and relatable in a very interesting way. Because as LGBT people know, our sexuality isn’t the most important part of our lives. Just like Keith, we have more to focus on.

That’s not to say that his sexuality will never be shown explicitly. Like I said, I don’t want to get too shippy, but I truly believe that Laith is endgame. So if and when that happens, his sexuality will naturally come into play. Sadly, their will be a lot of people who call it forced because they missed the subtext and are use to seeing gay characters depicted more as spectacles than real people.

Voltron has really done something special here. They’ve create a universe where sexuality isn’t an issue, and they make it believable by never bringing it up outside of naturally occurring, unforced, appropriate context. Even better, because the Voltron universe is so vastly different than our own, it would’ve been easy to make LGBT characters that we couldn’t relate to, but they don’t. They manage this so well that I honestly can’t phantom Keith’s sexuality being anything but homosexual despite the fact it’s never been explicitly shown.

But most importantly, they’re creating a higher standard for LGBT representation. They are normalizing it on a show aimed towards children who are heavily influenced by the media they consume.

That, my friends, is worth applauding.

Witchcraft 101: Core concepts (energy work)

You’ve probably heard “energy work” mentioned, or at least one of the following terms: grounding, shielding, cleansing, raising, charging, visualising, casting. You’ll see these terms in spells and rituals as well as textbooks and theoretical discussions. There are other posts for theory; this post aims to give a rundown of multiple basic concepts of energy work to get you up and running. (Or at least, to help you understand other posts.) Bear in mind that much of this is personal opinion. Since everyone sees energy differently, in my “how-tos” I’ll refer to energy generally - fill in your own views. 

Also, in my methods, I mention “get comfortable” a lot - exactly what that means varies, depending on what I’m doing and wearing, but generally, stop fiddling with anything, and make sure you’re in a comfortable position, whatever the position is. You could be standing, sitting, lying down, moving, dancing - whatever, so long as you’re comfortable. 


What is visualisation?

I consider visualisation to be a core concept to energy work in general. Visualisation is, essentially, thought. It’s imagination and memory and emotions all rolled up into one. (This is heavy on personal opinion, by the way.) Visualisation is what makes your intent for a spell come to fruition; if you aren’t holding your intent (i.e. thinking about/visualising it) while casting it, you can’t expect your spell to work the way you intended it to. 

How do you visualise?

As mentioned above, everyone sees energy differently, and your way may not be the same as mine. My basic visualisation method can be seen in the way I do any time of energy work: I get comfortable, close my eyes and steady my breath, and I focus on feeling and “seeing” the energy around me (I view all energy as white, incidentally). Say I’m cleansing something, my first step is to hold the object, focus on how it feels (is it cold, smooth, rough?) and “see” it glowing with a white light (energy). Then I’ll move onto cleansing it (see below). 

Your method will be different, but you could start with this or look through other posts for ideas. 


What is grounding?

Grounding, basically, is all about ridding yourself of unwanted energy/getting your energy in balance. I kind of view it as a warm-up: you’re getting yourself in the right frame of mind and the right physical state before a workout (or spell). 

How do you ground yourself?

Everyone has their own techniques, and in time, you’ll develop yours. This is my routine:

  • Get comfortable.
  • Close your eyes and focus on your breathing. 
  • As you exhale, imagine unwanted energy leaving your body.
  • As you inhale, imagine the energy you want and need pulling comfortably around you. 
  • Continue for as long as you like. 

Many people like to visualise different places, or contact with nature. Try different techniques and take what you like from them, and just go with what works for you. 


What is cleansing?

Cleansing is like setting a device back to factory settings, or washing the dishes so they can be used again. You cleanse something to rid it of any unwanted energies - kind of like grounding, but for something that isn’t you. You could cleanse spaces and objects, and it’s generally a good idea to cleanse any items you’ve used before as well as the space you’re using before beginning a spell. It’s also generally a good idea to cleanse anything you use for divination, like tarot cards and pendulums (but I totally don’t cleanse them as often as I should). You can use just visualisation, or you can use tools - water, salt, incense and sage are all pretty common tools for cleansing. 

How do you cleanse?

My method for objects that you can hold:

  • Get comfortable.
  • Close your eyes and focus on your breathing.
  • Hold the item and focus on how it feels - its shape, size, temperature, texture, and scent. 
  • While holding the item, now focus on how it looks (with or without opening your eyes) - its colour, decorations, the way the light falls/reflects on it.
  • Still holding the item, visualise energy glowing/pulsing around the object.
  • Still holding the item, visualise the energy flowing away from the object, leaving it without any glowing energy.
  • Continue until you feel like the object is cleansed. 

My method for a space, area, or room:

  • Clear the space you plan on using (physically - move unwanted objects out of the way, pick up any rubbish etc).
  • Get comfortable.
  • Close your eyes and focus on your breathing.
  • Mark the parameters of the space you’re going to use (this can be a whole room or just part of one - just mentally or physically figure out where the “ends” of your spell space are). I generally walk around the edges of my space.
  • Focus on how the space around you feels and looks - temperature, light, textures etc. 
  • Visualise energy glowing/pulsing within the boundaries of your space.
  • Visualise energy flowing away from the space - if you have a broom, you could sweep the area while visualising the energy moving away as you sweep. You could also use incense or herb bundles while visualising energy moving away from the smoke as you move through the space.
  • Continue until you feel like the space is cleansed.


What is warding?

Basically, warding is putting up a shield to stop anything unwanted interfering with your spell, tools, ingredients, intent, belongings, etc.. It’s like an antivirus on a device, or a lock on a door. You could put up wards around your spell space, your home, yourself, anything you own, other people (with their consent) - pretty much anything.  

How do you put up wards?

My method for putting up wards:

  • Get comfortable.
  • Close your eyes and focus on your breathing.
  • Mark the parameters of the space or thing you’re putting up wards around (this could be running your finger around a crystal, walking around an area, stretching your arms and legs out to mark the parameters of your body, etc.)
  • Focus on how the space or thing feels and looks - temperature, light, textures etc.
  • Visualise energy glowing/pulsing within the space or thing.
  • Visualise unwanted energy flowing away from the space - like with cleansing, you could use incense or a broom to aid your visualisation.
  • Visualise “walls” growing up, over and under the space or object. It’s important that the walls connect, and there aren’t any gaps (unless you want to visualise, say, a door that you can enter and leave from). 
  • Continue until you feel like the space or thing is warded.


What is raising energy?

Raising energy is like creating or compiling energy with a specific purpose (intent). Up until now, we’ve been looking at ways of using energy to prepare yourself, your environment and your tools for spells - raising energy is a bit different. The energy that we raise has a specific intent, and generally, we want to use that intent somehow - like in a spell. 

How do you raise energy?

There are so, so many different ways to raise energy - such as music, chanting, dancing, walking, laughing, exercising, and a whole bunch of others. You can also raise energy by visualisation alone - as I describe here.

My method for raising energy:

  • Get comfortable.
  • Close your eyes and focus on your breathing.
  • If they aren’t already, position your hands so that your palms are open.
  • Focus on what you want to happen - your intent.
  • Visualise energy pulsing from your fingertips. The energy moves over your fingers and towards your palm, where it collects. As you do this, keep focusing on your intent.
  • Visualise the energy, now in your palm, growing larger and larger. As you do this, keep focusing on your intent.
  • Continue until you feel you have the energy you wanted, or for as long as you like. 

If you’re raising energy from, say, dancing, you might visualise the energy coming from your feet or body instead - I adapt this depending on the activity, but I always like to have a way to “gather” energy in one area. This could be your whole spell area, or it could be an area like the palm of your hand - whatever works for you and the activity. 


What is charging?

Charging is drawing on energy from elsewhere and putting it into an object to give that object intent. Think charging your phone, or laptop. You can also take energy you’ve raised and put it into an object - the energy can come from anywhere. People often have specific correspondences for different sources, however - so think about the source of the energy if you aren’t raising it yourself. 

How do you charge something?

Like with raising energy, there are entirely too many methods to list here. Some examples include leaving objects in sunlight or moonlight and bathing it in water or fire. You can pretty much do anything, so don’t be afraid to experiment. If you’re raising energy, you can just put it straight into the object (see the method below). If you’re charging something without raising energy yourself, then you can skip this and consider it charged after as much or as little time as you think works. 

My method for charging objects:

  • Get comfortable.
  • Close your eyes and focus on your breathing.
  • Visualise the energy, now in your palm, growing larger and larger. (This is the energy collected by raising energy, with a specific intent.)
  • Hold the object you want to charge (with one hand if you visualised the energy going to one palm, or with both hands if you visualised the energy going to both palms) and visualise the energy flowing into the object from your palm(s). Continue focusing on your intent as you do this. 
  • Continue until you feel that all the energy you raised is now in the object, or for as long as you like. 

Once you’ve charged an object, you can leave it indefinitely and use it in a later spell (though if you’re forgetful like me, you might want to put a post-it near it reminding you what you’re using it for).


What is casting?

Casting is guiding your energy towards the outcome you want. For me, this is the most important part of any spell - this is when you put all that work into making shit happen. So it’s important to be very, very specific. Don’t just focus on needing a job. Focus on finding a job that is right for you, will help you meet your professional goals (you can be specific about the goals, too) and will meet your needs (availability, hours, pay, travel time, benefits etc.), and finding that job at a time that suits you. This is also where you can really have fun with visualising! 

How do you cast?

My method for casting:

  • Get comfortable.
  • Close your eyes and focus on your breathing.
  • Hold the object(s) you’ve charged, or your spell (if it’s a tangible thing, like spell bags, candles, food etc.).
  • Visualise the situation you want to happen. As described, be specific. If you’re looking for a job, you could visualise a “you’re hired” email, dated at some point that suits you, with the above information that suits you - the hours you want, the pay you want, etc. Morph that situation into your first day, meeting friendly and efficient coworkers and management, then six months or a year into your new job. Visualise yourself feeling productive, happy, and relaxed. Visualise yourself at a review, hearing that you’re doing well and you’ve made great progress.
  • Now visualise the energy in your spell moving “towards” that situation. (I like to “keep” the situation in one part of my spell space, usually in the air in front of me, so I can “see” the energy from the spell I’m holding moving towards it. 
  • Continue until you feel that all the energy from your spell has “made it” to the situation, or for as long as you like.  

Bringing it all together

So, this looks like quite a lot. I promise it’s easier in practice, especially once you’ve done it a few times. Also, remember that this is a post that largely focuses on visualisation - you can minimise effort by charging objects in light or water (aka leaving them on a windowsill for a few hours) instead of by using visualisation to raise power and charge them. 

In practice, a routine for a spell might look like:

  • Ground yourself.
  • Cleanse your space, and any tools or ingredients you’re going to use.
  • Put up wards.
  • Raise power (you could raise power individually for individual ingredients, or all at once for all your ingredients).
  • Charge your ingredients (either individually, or all at once). 
  • Cast your spell. 

Personally, I can do the first 3 in about 5-10 minutes altogether. The last three are more time-consuming, and could take 5-10 minutes each, per item. So a quick, simple spell with no ingredients could be cast in 15 minutes (I would just skip charging and put the raised energy straight to casting). Let’s take an example of a kitchen spell, making soup:

  • Ground self.
  • Cleanse space, tools, ingredients.
  • Put up wards around the kitchen.
  • Raise power while doing food prep.
  • Put ingredients in pot.
  • Charge ingredients through stirring - energy goes into the soup through the wooden spoon.
  • Leave to simmer and continue charging.
  • Cast spell by eating. 

When I do kitchen magic, I’m already doing most of this just by cooking. I just add more visualisation in, and put some thought into the ingredients, and I have a spell! 

I hope this helps! You might find my other posts helpful:

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