and that meaning was leather jackets

anonymous asked:

In juxtaposition to the other anon I like shrinkyclinks because I'm a pretty tall broad guy who enjoys wearing leather jackets and has "resting bitch face" so I tend to look scary to other people but I'm usually just thinking about my succulents and my kitten and wishing I was at home with them

Okay I seriously love this and I love you and the previous anon and these might be the best asks I’ve ever gotten ever?????? <3333333

This is just plain adorable and I kind of want to use it in a fic, hahha!

YURIO CHOREOGRAPHED HIS EX IN FUCKING ONE NIGHT IM FUCKING SCREAMING

im just imagining this little shit running around the streets of barcelona in the middle of the night trying to cobble a costume together while he lets beka handle the music

he bursts into chris’s hotel room at 3 like “give me one of your sexy tank tops”

& chris is 75% asleep and doesn’t register that none of his clothes are appropriate for a 15 year old. he gestures at his wardrobe and as yurio leaves he’s like. “im 2 sizes bigger than you my tanks will fall off”

yurio looks him dead in the eye. “good.”

yurio takes pleasure in waking JJ up at 5 am and asking for his tackiest piece of jewelry.

“here’s this cross necklace that i got at a flea market for 2 bucks”

yurio snatches it out of his hands. “im going to kick your ass today shithead”

JJ wonders if yurio understands the meaning of an exhibition skate.

the hardest part is the jacket bc yurio’s outfit just isn’t right but there’s no one here that’s actually his size and yurio hasn’t slept in 24 hours.

he’s on his 5th red bull.

when suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, he sees someone outside the rink wearing the gaudiest purple leather jacket he’s ever seen. it’s perfect.

“you! how much for your jacket!”

the man is confused bc he doesn’t speak english and also the men’s GPF gold medalist is screaming at him. he’s 80% sure these are his last moments on earth.

jacket“ yurio says like that will make the man understand.

through a complex game of charades, yurio manages to communicate that he wants the jacket. the man happily hands it over bc holy shit it’s the ice tiger of russia.

yurio throws the guy 30,000 rubles.

yurio shows up right before his EX running on 15 red bulls with under eye circles darker than his soul.

“you look like you’ve been shoved through a meat grinder” mila says

“good” yurio replies.

no amount of foundation will help. lilia is panicking, barcelona is falling. yurio’s eyes still look like they can see through time.

georgi kicks in the door. “i got this”

it’s 5 minutes to show time and yuuri and viktor come to see him off. they’re still in their own EX costumes.

“wow! so chic!” viktor says before getting distracted by a dog in the stands. (”it’s in a purse yuuri, 10/10 would doggo again“)

“davai!” yuuri says.

yuuri has a pair of sunglasses clipped to his shirt. yurio points at them. “are those viktor’s”

“yes?”

they’re gucci and worth more than nikolai plisetsky’s car.

yurio snatches them and skates off before viktor comes back.

beka is at the edge of the rink dressed in all black. he flashes yurio a thumbs up.

“wow those sunglasses look just like mine!”

A GUIDE TO YOONGI’S PERSONAS:

SUGA: The Superstar Persona

  • Genius producer, rapper and piano lover
  • Loves to scream ARMYs’ name
  • The legend says he actually has a forehead
  • Stopped caring since 2013
  • A workaholic who closes himself in his studio rarely sleeps and when he does it in there too
  • Always regrets something cringy Yoongi did in the past
  • A well-behaved rapper that apologizes to his haters because he is doing way better than them.
  • Loves Rolexes
  • Turns into fire things and break mics and ride bikes in museums but it seems no one is even trying to stop him. I mean who can?

Originally posted by yoongiyi

MIN YOONGI: Min Holly’s Father & Main Persona

  • Basketball, lamb skewers, and Kumamon lover
  • Always exhausted because of Suga so all he wishes for is a pillow
  • Loves to scream JHOPE’s name
  • Spends more of 90% of his love on Min Holly. 
  • The legend says he rarely wears clothes at home or to sleep
  • Only owns black clothes and looks hot in a leather jacket
  • When Suga is taking a break from working he watches Netflix in the studio
  • Contrary to Suga who keeps the studio clean he is very messy at home
  • Used to take Jungkook’s underwear to show dominance somehow
  • Remarkably savage
  • Loyal and supportive friend
  • Enjoy touching the members’ butt and thighs.
  • Good at managing money and supports his family
  • Contrary to his other personas he is very shy 
  • Cheats at every game and get caught every time
  • Fixes anything the others break especially Namjoon

Originally posted by taegidda

YOONJI: The baddest female Persona

  • Loves herself
  • Does not scream because when she talks the whole room listens
  • The most popular girl at school but does not even care
  • Sharp tongue and owns a million clap back
  • Is not swoon by sweet words or handsome faces
  • You either love her or want to be her
  • Have the prettiest legs
  • was a maid some years ago but went missing after she murdered hip hop. She changed her hairstyle and no one noticed.
  • Owns a gun (I told you she is a killer)

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

AGUST D: The Berzerk Persona

  • Beat rider 
  • Middle finger up to the world 
  • loves to scream A to the G to the U to the STD
  • The strongest persona
  • His main muse in Pre-debut Yoongi and the struggles he had
  • Is not afraid to talk about sensible subjects 
  • A full-time bias wrecker
  • A rap so strong you will get chills and lyrics so real you will cry
  • Have THE tongue technology that can turn on both males and females
  • Blond hair never looked better
  • Scars and screams never looked so hot
  • Just like Suga he destroys things 

Originally posted by sugasuite

Pre-debut Yoongi: Hidden Gem Core Persona  

  • Loved by Agust D but Suga refuse to admit he is the original persona mainly because of his haircut
  • Looks young and frail but has the strongest will to achieve his dreams
  • Misunderstood and disliked by his classmates but the other personas will make them later thankful to have ever known him
  • Everyone said he will fail but he is ‘fine sorry”
  • Is the reason why the other personas are very open-minded and wise
  • He became a hidden persona that only comes out through Agust D’s lyrics as he promised Yoongi to make him happy someday
  • He is still there but only the closest ones to Yoongi can see him

Originally posted by f-yeah-taehyung

Father Louis Williams Suga Adams The third: The Done Persona

  • Washes your sins by giving you the middle flower finger
  • Does not care if your story is boring (Actually does not care at all)
  • He holds grudges
  • Probably quit after getting bored of his job

Yoongi have the most charming sides but the ones named above are just the tip of the iceberg who knows which persona he will reveal next. 

By @mimibtsghost

rey: dad…. these are my friends finn and poe theyre very excited to meet you also theyre married

luke: Why Hello how are you two this fine even-

luke: …,,,,,,,,,,….,

rey: dad. Whats wrong

finn wearing poes jacket: master skywalker is everything fine

luke: *is visibly sweating*

luke: oh no nothings wrong of course not. nothing could bother me i mean why would would i be upset when im looking at Custom Made Antique Beige Viscose Lining Leather Jacket With Three Outside Pockets And Belted Cuffs that han never got me meanwhile im here wearing rags i got from Sears,

poe: mr skywalker are you crying

luke: No,,Poe they are midichlorians god keep up

Things I Love About Day6
  • Jae: that habit where he holds his guitar picks in his mouth; his fingers; Cali boy English; the Icarus rap in Like That Sun; his spirituality and connection to his religion is really admirable; that time he agreed to trade Wonpil for two buckets of friend chicken and a box of boiling crab; his nose is so cute; the gold mine that is his old social media; yellowpostitman; his guitar names; his lame but endearing sense of humor; hashtag king; Jae has really nice legs; his little high pitched laugh when he gets surprised or excited about something
  • Sungjin: HIS HANDS everything about his hands, the veins and the big knuckles and the way he uses them when he talks and the way his fingers get all crooked when he plays guitar; dancing skills obv; Richard the bike; the way he looks in blazers; the way he looks in tank tops; the first time he cried at their concert; such a neat freak lol; he takes so much care of his members; how he opens his eyes super wide when he's mad; the chorus of like every song; super expressive eyebrows; his shoulders are so broad
  • Young K: he's in college and he studies accounting; his voice is so nice not just his singing voice but just his speaking voice like I could listen to him talk forever; so intense onstage and so soft offstage; his relationship with Terry; when they flipped the banner in Taiwan; he eats so much; that hand symbol he makes that looks like a six; the dangling earring he wears sometimes that looks like a dream catcher; all those breakup songs; that time they made him display his biceps on Chinese TV; the way he squeezes his eyes shut when he's embarrassed
  • Wonpil: SMILE oh my god his beautiful enormous ray of absolute sunshine smile is my most favorite thing in the world; Sofa; his hair is naturally curly; his relationship with his sister is literally the cutest most pure and wholesome thing in the world; he annoys the members so much lmao; his tattoo and esp the meaning behind it; "I like a girl who has a dream and pursues it"; his piercings are so attractive; the pink sweater; that one leather jacket; how he closes his eyes when he's playing keyboard; his voice pitches a little bit lower when he's being really serious; whenever he gets embarrassed he just gets up and leaves
  • Dowoon: he loves animals so much; daejang jjigae; the little "uhh" right before he answers any questions; his arms wow they are so nice; his singing voice is so nice and deep and so precious; he looks up to his members so much; Savage!Dowoon; he always tolerates Wonpil's skinship but also complains about it; that really intense face he makes when he's playing the drums really hard; how his eyes shift really fast from side to side when he's nervous; he has such a naturally calm and quiet personality; his ears get so red
OtaYuri: Physical Ideals

Originally posted by rouge-cerise

I feel like Otabek has the aesthetic that Yurio likes. Otabek is effortlessly dangerous, punkish, and badass. Not to mention JJ is impressed by him and Otabek can shut JJ up in a few words without getting worked up.

 He rides a motorcycle, wears a leather jacket and sunglasses, and has a really collected/cool persona. Yurio, for most of his life off-ice, has been trying to emulate that type of ideal through his personality and fashion.

Additionally, Otabek is ridiculously masculine and strong. His facial structure, body shape, and voice is also very bold and sexy. 

Originally posted by jockfrost

CHECK THOSE FUCKING PECTORALS

Physically, he is a contrast of Yurio, but also acts as Yurio’s ideal. I mean, my cat son wanted to skate to “eros” and the idea of eros/masculine and mature sexiness appealed to him but he really had none of those qualities (which isn’t a bad thing, by the way). BTW, check Mila and Sara’s fangirl faces seeing Otabek skate. Otabek is conventionally attractive/sexy. 


On the other hand, Yurio has the aesthetic Otabek likes. Otabek has always been impressed by grace. Yurio has both of those qualities (that he probably doesn’t even notice). Otabek’s most prominent memory of Yurio was when he was in the graceful, resembling a first arabesque, position at the ballet barre. 

Originally posted by nickiiforov

Graceful beauty and flexibility was and is something foreign and difficult for Otabek to express. In turn, Otabek admires these qualities in others. And who, other than Yurio himself, fully embodies such ideals, to the extent that he does, in YOI? 

Originally posted by dazaiosamu-s


TDLR: Yurio and Otabek are each other’s physical ideals and complete the physical aesthetics that both want but don’t have. Mental ideal meta coming soon!

Harry Potter Remake

In all likelihood, one day, there will be a remake of the Harry Potter Series. Just thinking that sentence makes my nose wrinkle and my insides twist uncomfortably; I have mixed feelings about this, but nevertheless I’ll be right there to watch it along with all of the other then fifty and sixty somethings that grew up on Harry Potter.

Maybe it wont be movies, maybe it’ll be a tv show.

Maybe it’ll be directed by someone who grew up reading the books under their bedcovers with a cheap plastic flashlight that you could hear the batteries clacking around inside, until the light started flickering at 2am. Someone who waited on their eleventh birthday with wide eyes searching the skies for their letter 

Maybe Harry will have green eyes and messy hair, and Hermione will have brown skin, buckteeth, and a big gorgeous afro that makes her tiny eleven year old self several inches taller.

Maybe Sirius will have a leather jacket, wear classic rock t-shirts, and be played by someone who is 35 

Maybe the wizards will all wear gorgeous robes, robes that are spangled and brightly colored along with strange and somehow alien hats. I mean, Cornelius Fudge in a lime green boulder hat? Dumbledore in purple boots? Tonks with shifting rainbow hair? Purebloods in intimidating, immaculately tailored robes with high collars and billowing overcoats or capes? How much fun could a costume department have? Maybe Harry Potter season 1 will get an emmy for costume design.

ok I’m done with the costume stuff wait no - PADMA AND PARVARTI PATIL DESERVED BETTER AT THE YULE BALL THAN THOSE UGLY ASS ORANGE AND PINK THINGS. THEY COULD’VE HAD GORGEOUS SARIS. I DON’T KNOW MUCH ABOUT INDIAN FASHION BUT I KNOW THAT IT’S BETTER THAN THOSE FLORESCENT POLYESTER BARGAIN BIN MONSTROSITIES 

Maybe Ginny will have time to become a well rounded and developed character in the remake, often seen hanging with Luna and Neville, hexing bullies, kicking ass at Quidditch, getting much better grades in potions than any Weasley should, loving small fluffy animals (her pygmy puff was named Arnold!), being comfortable in her sexuality and refusing to be slut shamed by anyone, least of all her big brothers, burning all her old diaries after Tom, growing up at Hogwarts with the specter of 16 year old Tom Riddle hanging over her after first year, leading the DA with Neville and Luna in her sixth year, whispering “fuck you Tom” whenever she does something to defy Voldemort’s reign

Maybe it can be addressed that Neville’s family dropped him out a goddamn window and pushed him off the Blackpool pier to prove he had magic and how incredibly damaging that was maybe we can address Harry’s abuse while we’re at it

Maybe the tv show will employ a couple of classics majors to research and create new spells to supplement the relative few we see in the books

Maybe they could build languages for the magical creatures like the Game of Thrones team did. Gobbledygook, anyone? Mermish? 

And MAYBE the actor playing Dumbledore will have the chance to calmly deliver the line: 

“Harry, did you put your name in the Goblet of Fiyah Fire?” 

for @thegeekindenial @statisticallymorelikely because reasons

thank you @mad-madam-m @paintedlandscape for quick read thru ^_^

Derek turns into a cat on a Tuesday.

There’s nothing unusual about this particular Tuesday. He wakes up in the abandoned warehouse he’d claimed in North Carolina, on top of an old flea-bitten mattress, and he’s wallowing in his usual morning routine of self-doubt and questioning his life choices. It isn’t until he realizes the sad, pitiful meowing is not coming from the feral cats he tries to feed with what meager income he can get doing odd jobs, but is in fact, coming from himself.

He is a cat. 

Derek takes stock of the situation. This must be that witch he met yesterday; he’d politely asked her to move on from this town because her anti-aging potions were giving the neighborhood ladies glow-in-the-dark hair and it wouldn’t be long until she attracted attention– of the local supernatural enforcement kind, meaning packs, meaning emissaries, meaning Derek would have to move on. Yet again. She’d shot some spells at him, ruined his favorite leather jacket, and chased him through the woods where there were a startling amount of hidden cameras. Derek then had to avoid several bungling FBI agents and led them on a merry chase through the woods until losing them, then he headed back to town.

The worst part was that whatever spell it was, Derek couldn’t shift into a wolf. He’d forgotten about it once he got to safety, and there didn’t seem to be any other effects of the spell, but…

Yeah. Four legs. Tail. He’s fluffy. And small.

He should have just stayed in South America. 

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It means something to me, to be that fucking dyke out on the streets, that ugly butch who walks, sits, talks like a man and has the audacity not to be one. They call me a raging lesbian, but I don’t think they understand what the “raging” part truly means. It takes rage to put on my tie every morning and walk the streets, go to class, buy my groceries, survive the doctors’ appointments and the giggling government workers. It takes rage to look at myself in the mirror and refuse to see myself as anything but loveable and worthy of respect. Sometimes it takes that rage just to see a human being in my reflection. I hope by existing, by walking down the streets strapped in my leather jacket and my binder and by refusing to lower my gaze in front of sneering strangers, I can share my rage with the lesbians out there who might need it. We are who we need to be, and if my rage can help you be proud of that, share it with me. The fire will not consume us. We take it and make it our own.

Dating Sirius Black Would Include...

Originally posted by marauderseraimagines

~ You would probably meet because James & Remus slipped some Amortentia into his pumpkin juice at dinner because they were tired of listening to him talk about you and Sirius would be all over you for the rest of the night

~ The next day Sirius would apologize and you would be super forgiving because you have such a huge crush on him 

~ “Why’re you so understanding, huh Y/L/N? You like it or something?” he’d say with an eyebrow raised and a hot smug smile/ smirk

~ “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Black.” 

~ And he’d just kiss you

~ And you’d kiss him back

~ And he’d tell you the Amortentia smelled like James Potter’s house, the smell of a new leather jacket, and your perfume and that he’d seen them slip it in his drink, he just wanted an excuse

~ And you would be unofficially official (in his mind at least) 

~ You wouldn’t know you were his girlfriend until some Ravenclaw you’d never met ran from you after you smiled at him, claiming that he didn’t want to even breathe in Sirius Black’s girlfriend’s direction because Sirius would most likely kill him

~ And so you’d ask Sirius and he’d just turn into a blushing, mumbling git

~ “I mean…you want to be my girlfriend, yeah?” 

~ “I’d love to be your girlfriend, Sirius.” 

~ And he would smile and kiss your lips quickly before scurrying off down the hallway to his next class, “Later, angel!” 

~ You would support him at Quidditch games (even if you weren’t in his house), wearing his school scarf 

~ Victory sex after they win the Qudditch Cup

~ “Did you just use the stupefy charm or are you just a natural stunner?” 

~ Lazy cuddling and eating chocolate muffins Sirius had smuggled from the kitchen in your dorm room on Sunday mornings

~ Playing pranks on him with James 

~ Winks across the classroom

~ Lip bites whenever you walked in a room that drove you absolutely insane

~ Sirius would like calling you anything except your name so lots and lots of pet names that you couldn’t get enough of

~ When he would get detention you would get in trouble purposely and sit in detention with him 

~ Sirius would be such a whiner 

~ “Babe, give me a kiss.” 

~ “Angel, I need attention.” 

~ “Stop loving your books more than me.” 

~ You would get extremely jealous of all the girls throwing themselves at him

~ He’d usually makes jokes about it but definitely assure you that you were all he needed / wanted 

~ Sitting at the dinner table in a comfortable silence until James pipes up 

~ “Remus owes me 3 galleons.” 

~ “Yeah, what for?” you/Sirius would ask

~ “We had a contest to see who could moan Sirius’ name and sound more like Y/N. Peter judged, and I won.”  

~ He would start imitating how you sound and you would just want to crawl in a hole and die 

~ Sirius would just laugh and pull you into his chest as you blush and mumble about how much of a prick James was

~ Lots and lots of hickeys

~ He would help you with astronomy work all the time because he was so good at it 

~ Always pointing at Canis Major when you had dates in the astronomy tower

~ And he would run his fingers through your hair and tell you, “You know, love, I used to be so amazed by the stars but, now, I look at you and wonder how the stars in the sky could ever compare to the ones in your eyes.” 

~ And you would be so astounded by how in love this boy was with you that you wouldn’t even know what to say and you would pull him into the deepest kiss 

~ And he would laugh and hold you, whispering how much he loved you into your ear as you pointed out more constellations 

~ Him watching you on the Marauder’s Map

~ James would be so fed up and annoyed when you two first started dating 

~ “Sirius, if you say Y/N one more time, I’ll kill you.” 

~ He would always warn you about pranks before he pulled them not wanting you in the crossfires 

~ You would be so impressed by his pranking brilliance 

~ “Sirius, if you put as much work as you did into schoolwork as you did in these elaborate pranks, you would be top of the class.” 

~ “You sound like Dumbledore.” 

~ He would always give you his leather jacket when you looked the slightest bit uncomfortable 

~ You’d walk into their dorm and Peter would smile, “Hey, Mrs. Black.” 

~ “Don’t call her that,” Sirius would grumble. “She’s not a Black. She’s too pure to be a Black.” 

~ You would do normal things like fly on a broomstick or walking across icy sidewalks to get inside and Sirius would lose his mind

~ “Darling, please be careful. I don’t want anything to happen to you. I’m always worrying, you know that.” 

~ “Sirius, I was just walking up the steps.” 

~ Getting into legitimate fights about books with Remus

~ “Moony, stop yelling at my baby! Middle-Earth is not a real place, anyways!” 

~ And you would turn around and throw your Care of Magical Creatures textbook at him and scream, “IT IS A REAL PLACE, SHUT THE FUCK UP! I’M NOT YOUR BABY!” 

~ Remus would smiled, “Yeah, Middle-Earth isn’t a real place until your girlfriend leaves you for Legolas.” 

~ Cold walks in Hogsmeade hand in hand, laughing 

~ Piggy back rides to class

~ He’d grab/slap your ass ALL THE TIMe

~ “I don’t deserve you.”  

~ “Don’t you ever say that again.” 

~ Getting tattoos together during the summer

~ Slughorn catching you in a closet of spare potion ingredients half naked making out

~ He would freak out and take you to Dumbledore who would pace in his office for about thirty minutes before letting out a heavy sigh and sitting down at his desk and giving you and Sirius the sex talk 

~ James would think it was the most hilarious thing to ever happen 

~ You and James would have a brother/sister relationship

~ Snape would be SO mean to you

~ Running your fingers through Sirius’ hair as he studies 

~ The absolute best sex you have ever had in your life

~ Sirius walking around Gryffindor common room shirtless in pajama pants with long flaunting the long scratches down his back 

~ You would pretend to be so angry but you would secretly love it because he was yours and every girl in that room now knew it

~ I feel like Sirius would try to start a punk rock band out of the Marauders but it would fail miserably so late at night, he would sing unfinished, abandoned, amazing songs in your ear softly 

~ He would just be an amazing boyfriend 

~ Idk I want Sirius Black so bad

accidentally?

Based on this prompt I said I’d fill a few days ago:

boss: “know why I called you in here?”
me: “because I accidentally sent you a dick pic”
boss: “accidentally?”

yup.

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“You need to stop pining after people you haven’t even spoken to,” Lydia says one day, probably because Derek—er, Mr. Hale, their boss—has just stepped through the front door of the cafe where they’re having lunch, and Stiles has trailed off mid-word to watch him walk up to the counter. In Stiles’ defense, he’s never seen Mr. Hale outside of the office before, let alone Mr. Hale wearing a leather jacket over his dress shirt. God, and Stiles thought the tailored suits were bad enough…

Anyway.

“Uh, I have too spoken to him,” Stiles says indignantly, tearing his eyes away from Derek’s broad back across the room. “One day I was coming out of the break room and I almost walked right into him and he said, ‘Excuse me,’ so then I said, ‘Oops,’ and he smiled at me. Kind of. A little bit. I mean, I interpreted it as a smile. There was some prolonged eye contact.”

Lydia abruptly stops stirring her fat-free latte to stare at him—one of those Oh god, it’s worse than I thought kind of looks. “That’s it?”

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Batfam- Highschool au headcanons

Richard Grayson: Literal walking sunshine, will befriend everyone and makes it his mission to never let a student sit alone at lunch. Wears colorful and bright clothing, but his favourite colour is baby blue. Is the head of the events organizational committee, an active member of many clubs such as LGBTQA+, Amnesty international, acrobatics, recently voted student body president and is head of the yearbook committee. Created Gotham High’s very first Romani culture club. Voted most likely to break a limb doing parkour. 

Barbara Gordon: Advocated for more disabled access throughout the high school such as ramps, wider doors, lifts between floors, specially designed desks and the incorporation of disabled friendly sports into the curriculum. Co-founder and president of Equal Rights for Disabled Students society and regularly organises protests, petitions, and meetings to better tackle the issues faced by the disabled society. A true computer nerd who once hacked into the school system and replaced all the test papers with the Bee Movie Script in protest of standardised testing. Ran over the football captain’s foot after he called her a derogatory slur because she refused to go on a date with him, benching him for a full season while he healed. Tutors Dick in mathematics in return for Dick’s homemade brownies. Voted most likely to hack into the Pentagon and replace all their screensavers with a Shrek meme. 

Jason Peter Todd: Classic Bad boy. Black leather jacket, ripped jeans and graphic t-shirts, always getting detention for smoking behind the school, GPA of 4.0 and is on the fast track to becoming valedictorian, member of the national honors society, book nerd to the max and is president of the high school literature debate club for the second year running as well as a long time member of the Academic Decathlon club. Flirts endlessly but treats women with respect and understands no means no, will beat the shit out of any asshole who is seen harassing anybody. He takes no shit and hates bullies. Is secretly the favourite of all his teachers. Voted most likely to get into a fistfight over Shakespeare.

Timothy Jackson Drake: Spends his time making robots and gadgets rather than paying attention in class. The nerd who sleeps during school because he’s too busy playing D&D and online RPGs at night to sleep like a normal person. Is intelligent at a subject he thoroughly enjoys such as computer science, programming, mathematics, and engineering. He also takes photographs for the school paper and other school events. Socially awkward and clumsy as fuck in general sports such as football but can pin his opponent on the mat in under 10 seconds. Voted most likely to build a robot that tries to take over the human race.

Damian Wayne: Earbuds always in, sketchpad in his hand, satchel covered in various animal rights and charities pins/badges. Member of the fine art society and drama club. Is very creative and likes to express his feelings through his art and poetry. His best friend is Colin Wilkes and has stabbed a football jock with a pencil because they tried to bully Colin by stuffing him into a locker. Nobody bothers Colin now. Is frequently seen around campus with various small animals stuff into his pockets, a stray kitten, an injured bird etc Once joined forces with Barbara to rescue the frogs that were scheduled to be dissected. The Wayne estate pond now has a beautiful population of amphibians inhabiting its waters, “no officer we have no idea where the frogs may be that were stolen from the school on the weekend”. Voted most likely to murder someone for wearing real fur. 

Cassandra Cain: Caring and helpful, always ready lend a hand to any of the boys, Steph or Barbara. Plays violin in the school orchestra and is a member of the classical music club, the Shakespeare association and is the reigning national chess champion three years in a row. Teaches self-defense classes to other students and anybody else who wants to join, her classes often feature faculty members, parents and other locals of Gotham. Is the president of the agriculture club and with Barbara’s help convinced the school Principle to source all their vegetables and fruits from the garden for the cafeteria food, and donate the remaining food to the local shelters. Voted most likely to be a secret ninja superhero

Stephanie Brown: Isn’t a member of any specific club but often goes to help aka bother her siblings at their respective clubs for fun. Totally chill and carefree, probably tried weed once but don’t tell Bruce. Is the most frequent Batfam member in detention, second is Tim for falling asleep in class. Has no brain to mouth filter. Clueless male teacher: Why do you need to take your bag if you’re only going to the toilet?? Steph: Because, my man, my dude, I am currently bleeding out of my vagina and I need my fucking tampons. Any other questions?? Teacher: *spluttering highly embarrassed, face bright red* DETENTION NOW!!! Voted most likely to start a fire cooking ramen noodles

I am Queer.

So, re that convo that keeps occurring about whether Queer is a slur and should not be used.

When I came out, everything was Gay and Lesbian. We all called ourselves Gay and  Lesbian because that was what had been yelled at us as youths. The symbol was the pink triangle. The pink triangle was used by hate groups and oppressors to identify us. 

We took it back. We took gay back.

During my time at Macalester college the student group name changed from Gay and Lesbian Alliance to LGBT Union. We listened, we learned, we included more people more explicitly. The symbols were the pink triangle and the AIDS ribbon. Two badges of death. And you would take them from our cold, dead, hands, motherfucker. Right? 

Right.

After I graduated, the rainbow flag became predominant. Made by AIDS activists, by the way. Still coming out of death. And Queer became the thing. It was more inclusive, and the T was moving from transsexual to transgender, and what about married Bi folks… (I mean, when I came out I knew people who called themselves trannies, because that was still a thing then.)

So, anyway, Queer. Queer was the word, like Gay, that got shouted from passing cars. 

whatareyouafuckingqueer. 

 Queer.

But when accused of  being a hated, vile, thing, you can take two paths. You can deny being the thing, and agree with your accuser that being this thing is AWFUL. The WORST. Of course you are not that thing.

Or. 

Or.

You can INCREASE BEING THE MOTHERFUCKING THING.

Am I a dyke? Really? WATCH me cut my hair and buy a leather jacket and wear silk ties, you sonuvabitch. Call me queer? Really? YOU CAN NOT HANDLE THE QUEER.

Some time after that, other acronyms and terms started being used. QUILTBAG, for instance. Ace/Aro, these are now in use. Lots of terms. But nearly all the things we call ourselves have been used as weapons against us. Nearly all the symbols we use for our resistance have origins in our deaths. 

Not just oppression. 

Death.

So when you say you want the term dyke, I will try to remember that. If you call yourself a flaming faggot, I will nod and move on. If I call myself queer and you flinch, I will try to respect that, but you don’t get to tell me to stop. Everybody who came out before you has taken the rocks and bottles and made them into shields and wind chimes. If I am unashamed of being queer, you do not get to give that word BACK to the fuckwits who made it a slur. 

Resistance, jubilation, and freedom go one way. We grow more expansive, more inclusive, louder, larger, brighter. We don’t have to all like each individual sequin, strobe light, or pixy stick at this party. But you sure as shit don’t lock ANYBODY out.

College AU Headcanon

Jimin’s your typical sweet, happy-go-lucky dance major that smiles at everyone and buys coffee for the person behind him whenever he can because he’s just that nice, and Jungkook is his big, scary, badboy boyfriend that never talks to anyone unless absolutely necessary and is almost always seen in a leather jacket. 

They aren’t ashamed of their relationship in the slightest but that doesn’t mean that they don’t notice the looks they get when Jimin practically skips around campus with a thousand watt smile as he drags a tired and grumbling Jungkook around behind him. 

Before they got together, Jimin was the sweetest, most patient person on campus. His presence alone would brighten anyone’s day. Sometimes, when he’d go to the library to study, there wouldn’t be any seats left and so he’d settle for sitting on the floor in the back. And sometimes people were careless and rude and ended up stepping on his papers. But he was too nice to say anything.

Once they started dating, Jungkook changed everything. No one so much as touched him in the halls, and the same table was always mysteriously empty when he’d go to the library. His tattoos and piercings made people nervous, even if they’d never met him before. In all honestly, Jungkook had never done a damn thing to anyone. Maybe he got in a few scuffles back in high school, a few heated arguments at parties, but nothing that would justify the reputation he’d received. 

Honestly, Jungkook was just a big sweetheart that wasn’t good at talking to people and liked tattoos and piercings. So sue him for being awkward and appreciating art. 

Jungkook would get up early to walk Jimin to dance practice, even if he grumbled about being up at 6am while he did it. Dressed in sweatpants, a hoodie, and whichever beanie he could grab on the way out the door, Jungkook would lace their fingers together as they crossed the college campus, never paying any attention to the people staring at them.

Jimin would always make them breakfast whenever they had a day to themselves, bringing it in to the bedroom before crawling on top of a sleeping, shirtless Jungkook. He’d press kisses to Jungkook’s spine, working up until he reached his shoulder blades, then his neck, to his jaw, and finally, his lips. And Jungkook would be awake by the time Jimin would kiss him chastely, only to be pulled back into a more heated kiss after he’d roll over. 

“Good morning, handsome.” Jimin would grin and give Jungkook another peck as he blinked up at him, all sleepy and soft. 

“G’morning, baby.” Jungkook would hum back as Jimin traced the tattoos across his chest, relishing the weight of Jimin on his stomach and the feeling of his thighs around his ribs.

Those mornings would be spent in bed, Jimin sat on Jungkook’s lap as they ate, feeding each other bites, even as cheesy as it was. Later, they’d end up on the couch, Jungkook in sweatpants and Jimin in boxers as they lounged around, not really paying attention to the television as much as they were to each other.

And Jimin would always meet Jungkook outside the lecture hall for his music production class so they could grab lunch together. He’d smile and wave at him from across the hall as people trickled out the door before getting swallowed by the mass of students. As embarrassing as Jungkook would claim it to be, he couldn’t help the lopsided grin that would form when Jimin would jump up to stand on the bench above everyone. He’d only chuckle and let Jimin drape himself across his back before piggybacking him out the door. 

Sometimes it was hard on Jungkook. The stares and comments would get to be a bit too much and he’d just want to hide. But he couldn’t do that, so he’d lace his fingers with Jimin’s and squeeze until he looked away from whatever he’d been looking at. And Jimin would know; he always did. 

As sweet as Jimin may be, more people had seen him lose his cool than Jungkook. And it was always for the “badboy” himself.

“He’s no good.”

“Look at those tattoos, he’s a delinquent.”

“He’ll just end up in prison.”

Jimin was always the first person to jump to Jungkook’s defense, regardless of how many times he’d claim that they didn’t bother him. 

“Alright, listen up jackass-.” He’d scold people for saying such things about his boyfriend and it usually ended with Jungkook holding him back and tugging him in the opposite direction.

“They aren’t worth it.” He’d have to whisper into Jimin’s ear, quietly trying to calm his boyfriend’s raging fury as he glared at some middle-aged businessman from across the sidewalk.

“Baby,” Jimin would take Jungkook’s face in his hands, thumb grazing his lip ring, “I’m not going to let them talk about you like that.”

“Babe, I told you it doesn’t-”

“I know you only say that because you know how upset I get about it.”

Jungkook would sigh, knowing that he’d been figured out. Jimin would press a kiss to his lips and pull him into a hug, glaring at the businessman and flipping him the bird before pulling Jungkook away. They’d end up outside an ice cream shop, Jimin sitting back against the building as Jungkook laid his head in his lap. 

“I don’t care what anyone says,” Jimin would start, aggressively licking the ice cream cone in his hand, “you’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met.”

Jungkook would grin up at Jimin before tugging him down my his collar to kiss him. Afterwards, he’d lick his lips and smirk.

“I don’t know, babe. You’re pretty sweet yourself.”

And Jimin would just roll his eyes and let Jungkook kiss him again, pretending that he wasn’t just licking into his mouth for the ice cream. He’d nip at Jungkook’s lip, gently tugging on his lip ring until he’d groan and drag Jimin home.

2

Robert Small ~ aka Bad Dad/Knife Dad

(All info is culled directly from in-game references; gif was made by me - if you want to use it in something else, please ask &/or give me credit.  Thanks so much!  <3)

~ Background Canon ~

  • Seems to have little/no respect for people who sleep around and/or put sex before other, more important things
  • Was (possibly) in the Army
  • Has a Boston Terrier named Betsy (likes to pretend she’s a pit bull)
  • Likes to tell elaborate (and sometimes graphic) stories. (Are they true? No one but Robert knows.)
  • Knows how to fake people out (i.e. good poker face?)
  • Sends texts/messages like a teenager
  • Believes hitting a child would be despicable
  • Insists on watching movie credits to the VERY end
  • Has a daughter named Val who lives in Brooklyn; she works for some ‘news media online magazine thing’ and makes a lot of money doing it.
  • He’s unsure of Val’s age, but thinks it’s maybe 25 or 26
  • He refers to Brooklyn as ‘home’ (…so what does that make Maple Bay?)
  • Carries a fully-stocked first aid kit in his truck
  • Has an unconventional sense of humor
  • Has a tendency to say exactly what he means…and then pretend like he didn’t mean it
  • Not the most talkative of people, generally speaking
  • Thinks River has an ‘old soul’
  • His wife’s name was Marilyn; she died in an ‘accident’.
  • He has a ‘long, wicked scar across his pecs’ (supposedly from a bike accident with Val)
  • Has a tattoo on his left hand, shaped a little like a compass rose
  • The mention of cannibalism reminded him of the last time he went skiing. (Just another ‘story’?)
  • Claims his leather jacket has been in his family a long time, and that it’s ‘cursed’
  • Seems to have done a lot of thinking about killing someone.  “It’s not just their life, you know.  It’s their hopes and dreams draining away.  Every memory and experience they’ve ever had…gone.”
  • This guy may not look it, but he’s smart!  Knows who Hemingway is, has heard of capybaras, is a classic film buff, knows random Bible verses by heart…
  • Robert’s hands are calloused and covered in little white scars.
  • Got stabbed in Louisiana…or was it Kentucky…?
  • Isn’t a ‘sore loser’
  • Drives a VERY old red pickup truck.
  • House is filled with sleek, modern appliances; a big flat-screen TV; and shelves upon shelves of DVDs

~ Likes/Dislikes Canon ~

  • Has at least a mild interest in sports of some kind and a preferred team that he roots for
  • Likes Paranormal Ice Road Truckers, but isn’t a fan of TV in general
  • Likes war documentaries
  • Doesn’t like small talk
  • Doesn’t like being called Rob (…or Bobert) - ‘buddy’ seems to be okay?
  • Likes to go camping (but hasn’t been after what happened last time)
  • Digs old movies from the 30′s and 40s
  • Takes the creation of movies VERY seriously
  • Likes Tom Waits and Santana
  • Likes to whittle and is pretty good at it
  • Smokes like a chimney (if all the ashtrays in his house are any indication.)
  • Enjoys the Criterion Collection

~ Food/Drink Canon ~

  • Likes whiskey… A LOT - especially shots
  • When it comes to alcohol, rarely takes ‘no’ for an answer
  • Likes white zinfandel because it’s delicious, fruity, and refreshing
  • LOVES pineapple on his pizza
  • Enjoys bar-hopping
  • Thinks Jim and Kim’s is the best bar in town
  • Occasionally hangs out at The Coffee Spoon

~ Sex/Romance Canon ~

  • Talks dirty…very dirty
  • Enjoys leaving hickeys…lots of them
  • Rough enough in bed to leave a person feeling sore and ‘creaky’ afterwards
  • Enjoys biting
  • When his lover says ‘no’ or ‘stop’ he takes it seriously
  • Recognizes that he’s an emotional wreck/emotionally unavailable…and is honest about it

~ Memorable Quotes ~ 

  • “The key to being cool is acting like you don’t care about anything, but actually care very deeply about everything to the point where it’s debilitating.”
  • “Too many people think that they have to fill the dead air with noise.  Personally I think they’re afraid of the silence.  Or they’re afraid of what the other person is gonna think of the silence…learn to be comfortable with silence.”
  • “I respect your opinion.  And I will fight with my life for your right to say it.  But where’s your sense of adventure? Where’s your sense of taste?  Why won’t you love yourself?”
  • “The juciness of the pineapple paired with the tanginess of the sauce is a flavor combination that everyone should experience at least once, if not a thousand times more. Pineapple on pizza is one of the few things in life that I genuinely and thoroughly enjoy.  Please.  Please just do this for me.  No - do this for yourself.”
  • “That popcorn-ass drivel the mass media is shoving down your throat will only make you dumber and sadder.  You of all people should strive for a higher standard in the art you consume.”
  • “Are you kidding me? I would never hit a child.  That would be despicable.”
  • “This is my Thinking Bench.  I have to get a solid two to three hours of brooding per day.  Filling quotas…A lot of people underestimate the senses of a man who broods.”
  • “I’m so many levels of irony deep that I’ve forgotten what humor is.”
  • “I was so busy chasing after all of these things that I thought would make me happy that I didn’t think about anyone else.  All I cared about was myself.”
  • “Maybe I’m just built like this.  Or maybe I do it to myself.  Maybe it’s my own choice I’m as unhappy as I am.”
  • “I’m working on my relationship with existence.”
  • “Long live the king, baby.”
  • “I spent my whole life only taking, and taking, and taking.  And now here I am, an old, broken man sitting on top of a pile of everything I’ve ever taken.  Alone.”
  • “I spent so much time chasing after things I thought were gonna make me happy that I ruined my only real chance at happiness.”
  • “You know, every day for me is a battle against my own self-destructive habits.”