have you seen a girl with a hair like this

Listen I’m bi as Heck and as much as I love girls, I also love boys? Boys are amazing and pure and liking boys is a wonderful feeling? I never see a lot of posts talking about cute boys so

Some Boy Aesthetics™ I’m in love with include:

Their tired grins? Have you seen a cute boy grin when he’s tired? Life Changing

Sleeves rolled up to forearms is all good and Well but also when they have Sweater Paws in their hoodies or jumpers? Makes the tallest of them seem so smol? I’m lov?

When they run their hand through their hair and it sticks up in places and it looks So Good

Collar Bones

Soft pudgy stomachs they absolutely make me melt

When ya boy gets flustered A++ Bonus points if he giggles Boys giggling is Everything

hey, shoutout to non-passing trans boys/mlm who:

-constantly have to deal with being misgendered

-have long hair!! (either bc theyre in the closet or by choice)

-have big hips/a large chest and feel like they can never pass

-are unable to transition currently (either because of financial or family situations)

-feel like they’ll never be seen as a man

-have high pitched “feminine” voices!

-get told theyre just straight girls

-feel like theyll never be accepted

-are scared theyll never find a boy who loves them

I promise that things will get better for you!! you’re just as much of a boy as any cis dude, and in time you will be able to transition and you will find a boy who loves you!!!

I think there is a concept that we don’t talk about enough when we are talking about 21st century homophobia: and specifically (though not exclusively) homophobia directed against lesbians.  I think it’s something that I’ve seen in people who were some variety of  “born again” social conservative (ie. they are familiar with LGBT ideas because they used to run in left-y, queer-studies, etc, circles).  I also see it reflected in the un-changing popularity of “former lesbian married to a man” memoirs.  And finally in the post thread I’ve seen going around today about how straight women infantalize gay women and gay relationships. 

It’s this idea that homosexuality is a harmless, but childish millennial affectation.  Of course when you are in college you want to live the #vanlife or dye your hair funny colors, or have “sex” with other girls.  You might even act like you are “dating”, or even ridiculously enough that you are “married”.  But this is just like a millennial posting a picture of their dorm as #domestic.   I mean, that’s nice and all, but real grown-ups are straight. 

This idea drives a fair amount of actively hostile homophobia:  It’s insulting to my real adult marriage for you to use the same word for your college girl play marriage.  Lesbians wouldn’t let me marry my loving  husband the same way your fellow binge drinking frat friends won’t let you grow up and be responsible. LGBT people in general are the ultimate millennial stereotype: refusing to just grow up and have normal hetero relationships. 

 I think it’s also at play in more subtle liberal forms of homophobia. Of course only assimilationist gays want to get married!  I mean, why would you fun loving rebels want to be just like us squares? What even is the point of acting like your gal pal is your wife? How boring!  

I just feel like I have a lot more understanding of what is going on when I see homophobic shit when I realize that there is an unspoken framing that heterosexuality= adult responsibilities,  homosexuality= frivolous youth subculture.

Roommates (M)

Originally posted by bwipsul

╳ Pairing: Jimin x Reader 

╳ Genre: (one shot) smut and kinda fluff & angst ??

╳ Summary: Being roommates with your best friend can be fun until one day you look at him differently. 

(this is something that I found that I had written months ago and just decided to post it!!)


The day you looked at your best friend as more than a friend, you knew you were screwed. It happened out of nowhere. You just woke up one morning and looked at him differently. You were never going to tell anyone, you weren’t stupid. That would just lead to Jimin being freaked out and nothing being the same. Risking your friendship with Jimin was not worth the little crush you had on him.

Deciding that you couldn’t fall back asleep, you got up to start the morning. Walking into the kitchen to get some breakfast, you didn’t notice your best friend standing there.

“Holy shit! Jimin, you scared me!” You yelled, clutching your chest.

“What’s gotten you so jumpy?” Jimin asks, laughing while opening the refrigerator

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I honestly blame the KarTRASHians for all the culture vultures in our era. Ever since they came along, there has been more appropriation than I have ever seen in my entire life. When Kim came on the scene, that is when fat asses became more of a main stream thing. White media became intrigued by this “beautiful, exotic woman” who had so much “junk in the trunk”. With white people being so intrigued with Kim’s ass, that made white woman go out trying to get the same size ass Kim had. Even though I do believe her ass was real in the beginning, it is obvious she has had work done for years now because that is what she was known for and that is what intrigued the black men. That is another thing, black men. Kim and her sisters (excluding Kourtney and maybe even Kendall) are known for exclusively dating black men only. We all the it’s only a fetisization that the Kardashians have with black men and maybe even vice versa, but I feel like that is when all these idiot white girls wanted to date black guys, because their idols, Kim, Khloe, and Kylie, were doing it. Don’t think I’m going to leave out the whole lip thing. Big lips have always been a known feature on a black woman. A feature that we would get taunted for, made fun of and laughed at, is now what white women try to emulate. Ever since Kylie got those injections, white women and even white girls all got their lips done. I’ve seen white girls with bigger lips than me, and I find it utterly disgusting to say the least. Kylie also have been wearing wigs and wearing her hair in braids, more things from the black culture, so how do I see white girls wearing their hair now…………. you guessed it, in wigs and braids. Kylie and Khloe both followed in their big sister’s footsteps and got their asses done too (which they frequently deny). The Kardashians have taken everything from the black culture like asses, lips, style, men……… YOU NAME IT! The sad thing is they don’t only steal from the black culture, but other cultures too from Native American/Indian to even sometimes Hispanic. I’m so sick and tired of niggas praising woman who are trying to BE BLACK WOMEN!!! I know if the KarTRASHians didn’t step onto the scene, we wouldn’t have to worry about culture vultures, at least not this much. All I know is, I got by bug spray ready for anymore leeches that what to make themselves seen.

favorite lapis screenshots

50/10 the one eye closed, the one eye open, the blush, the smile, have you ever seen anything so beautiful, A+

the soft cool colors, her side profile, I love it, everything about this makes my heart flutter

there will never be a moment where this fuckin badass frame - and entire scene in general - doesn’t give me chills

the hair. the face. need I say more. 

the messy hair makes her look emo 99% of the time. but then there’s that 1% like we see here where she smiles and she transforms from angsty teenager to quirky cute girl who only occasionally says something slightly morbid

adorable pumpkin mom with the strand of hair sticking up. I appreciate it grandly.

*breathes in* i love her so much

310. Slytherin girls can be seen either as goddess-like beings with their makeup on fleek, polished nails and smart clothes, heels clicking against marble floors and sharped tongues holding back secrets, or walking human disasters with their hair in a messy bun barely held by a quill, sitting on their pajamas in the middle of the common room at 3am trying to figure out what those graphics mean because “Fuck you, Sarah, I’m getting an O whether I pass out or not. Now get the hell out of here unless you have more coffee”. There’s no in between.

Harry Potter Preference – Them Having a Crush on You Would Involve

- Trio Era-

DRACO MALFOY

- Draco would be super shy around you!

- You’d be really surprised when your friends tell you that they saw Draco standing up for you after he heard someone saying rude things about you

- He’s just extremely protective of you

- If you ever did something such as kiss Draco on the cheek, he’d act really cool about it but would continue talking about it to Crabbe and Goyle for days

- And they can’t exactly tell him that he’s being stupid about you because he’s rather defensive when it comes to you

- Catching him staring at you during meal times and when you smile at him, he gives you a small smile back and blushes furiously

- Draco’s really smart so if he ever sees you struggling with some work, he’d be at your side in 0.2 seconds offering to help you

- Whenever you’ve spoken to him in the morning, throughout the rest of the day he’d be really nice to everyone so you’d suddenly have people encouraging you to go out on a date with him because if he’s this nice when you just talk to him, imagine how great he’d be when you date him

- He’d probably be really cautious about bringing you up to his family. He knows his mum would fully approve of you but his dad, on the other hand, would be really iffy about it and Draco doesn’t want to push you away any further because of his family

- Draco would really want to buy you something to show that he likes you and so he finds out what your favourite sweets are. In the end, he can’t decide on just one treat to get you and ends up nearly buying out Honeydukes

- Would constantly deny having feelings for you even though it’s completely obvious and whenever someone asks him about it he’d go, “pfff, I do not fancy (Y/N)! Actually… why do you ask? Did she say something to you?”

FRED WEASLEY

- George has to hear about you ever 5 minutes and if you’re ever nearby he has to tell Fred how many times you looked their way

- Waving at you during a Quidditch match, whether you’re in the stands or if you’re playing in the same game as him, and completely missing the bludger he was meant to be hitting away from Harry (Harry does not appreciate this)

- But if Fred was ever worried that it was too cold and you didn’t have enough winter clothes, he would write to his mum asking her to send any of Ginny or his old winter sweaters that he would then send to you

- He’d think you wouldn’t know that the Owl that lands in your cereal one morning with sweaters that have the letters ‘F’ and ‘G’ on them were from him but you’d kind of have a hunch

- Plus Fred would’ve been watching your reaction the entire time and when you’d look at him, he would look away really quickly

- Being showered in compliments by him. He’d never let you go feeling as if you were ugly or not good enough. Even if you’re just studying for an exam, he’d be sitting next to you complimenting how good you look AND how smart you are! (He has to cover all grounds of compliments)

- The only time you’ve ever seen Fred angry was when you told him about some people that were being rude to you. He’d take it very personally and would promise you that he’d avenge you – this would probably be one of the dead giveaways to you that he fancies you

- He’d find any reason to spend time with you. You kind of wanna have some girly talk? Fine, braid his hair and bitch about the rude Slytherin girl. You’re struggling with potions? He’d become a potions master overnight to help you

- Trying to subtly see if you like him back.

               - “Hahahah (Y/N), Angelina keeps telling me that we should just hurry up and date. Ridiculous, isn’t it?”

               - “I mean, we would be really cute together. The fittest couple at Hogwarts, I reckon.”

               - “Fred, do you fancy me?” “WHAAAT? FANCY YOU? HAHAHA…. Why, do you fancy me? My answer is going to depend on what you say.”

- He’d plan out the best dates for the two of you. He wouldn’t specifically say they were dates but you’d kind of assume they were when you’d go to Hogsmeade and it was just the two of you (which rarely happened). He’d plan picnics, save up money so the two of you can have a decent meal together, go exploring together, ect. It would be lovely.

GEORGE WEASLEY

- George is the type of guy who doesn’t just fancy a girl right away. You’d start off as friends, maybe having a class or two together and one day he’d realise that he fancies you and when you go to talk to him like usual he’d be all sweaty and would be like, “is it hot in here? I think it’s hot. I must go”.

- He’s a tall guy and one of his ways of flirting with you is to tease your height

               - “George, I’m not even that short. You’re just a giant.”

               - But he would always give you piggy back rides, get things for you off high shelves and rest his chin on your head

- Fred would try to wingman him, even though George wouldn’t approve. And by wingman, you’d be sitting at your table during lunch and Fred would come sprinting in towards you, yelling incoherent things that was him attempting to tell you that George fancies you and George would full on tackle him in the middle of the Hall to stop him

- After long and stressful days, he’d really like going for walks with you around the lake or just around the grounds – he’d be a lot more insightful and wise than he’d let other people see.

- George would be a lot like Leslie Knope out of Parks and Rec in the way he’d have really weird anniversaries? Aside from your birthday, which would be the most important event of all, he’d celebrate the first day that you two met, the day you officially became ‘besties’, the day you fell down the moving stairs, ect

               - He’d also have gifts for you on those special days

- He’d blush really easily whenever you’re around. You’d find it really cute but Fred and Lee would probably make a game out of it to see who can give the best guess at how many times George will blush while you’re around

- Would make up facts and statistics to try and impress you. For example: “yeah, that constellation there is the… Mollyation constellation…”

- Sometimes you’d point out that you knew he was making it up but other times it was just so cute that he was trying his hardest to impress you

- George has 100% attempted bad pickup lines on you that Ginny promised him would work

HARRY POTTER

- You would have Harry wrapped around your finger without even knowing. He would drop everything to help you and cancel any plans if it meant spending time with you. You probably wouldn’t realise this until you noticed that whenever other people attempted to make ‘chosen one’ jokes like you do to Harry that he’d get annoyed with them.

- All you’d have to do is walk into the same room as Harry and he’d instantly be taken out of his bad mood and be happy just because you’re there

- Everyone in the school would secretly be shipping the two of you. Professor McGonagall would have even paired the two of you up in class and people would Harry how his crush on you was going

- He’d really trust you – Hermione would tell him that it would probably not be a good idea to let you in on some of his secrets and Harry would be like “you’re right, Hermione” and then you’d sit down with them and he’d turn around and tell you exactly what Hermione just told him not to tell you

- Harry would make a fool out of himself in front of you 24/7. Water would come dribbling out of his mouth whenever you were talking, he’d trip over his own two feet and would take you with him – he’d really come to hate his luck

- He’d be super protective of you

- Even if someone just looks at you and their expression just doesn’t seem kind enough, Harry goes into full protective mode and his hand will remain on his wand until you’re safely away from this person. That person will remain on his watch list for a very long time.

- Will offer to help you with your problems even if he doesn’t really understand them. You’d have to tell him the story twice so he can see why that dude is an absolute prick and why Harry now has to hate him as well.

- Has asked Hermione as to how he should ‘win you over’ and when she suggested just asking you out on a date, he rolls his eyes because that’s obviously a stupid idea

- Harry has definitely accidentally done something like give you a forehead kiss or held your hand when he was nervous. He wouldn’t even realise what he’d done until hours after it had happened and would actually curl up into a ball.

- He hates talking about the Dursleys’ but if he notices that you need some cheering up, he’ll tell you the most embarrassing things that they’ve ever done just to see you smile

NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

- Neville would either be extremely nervous around you or really confident around you – it would all just depend on how he was feeling that day

- He probably has a habit of spacing out when you’re talking because he’d get distracted by how pretty you are

- Neville doesn’t really have a very large self-esteem so when he realises he likes you, he accepts it and tries not to do too much about it but there are often times that he still finds himself desperately trying to impress you just in case he stands a bit of a chance

- So any time you compliment him in the slightest, he’s the happiest person in school for several days. He’ll even fall asleep with the biggest grin on his face.

- He’s a very nervous guy but he’d do anything for you. Neville would just absolutely adore you and will always be one of your biggest protectors even if he doubts he’d do a very good job at protecting you.

- He’d get you plants that remind him of you:

- Even if, to you, the plants kind of look kind of ugly, you’d know that Neville doesn’t think you’re ugly and what would remind him of you would be the plant’s ‘personality’

- He’d write you a note of the plant’s personality so you can keep it and just remember how great you are

- Neville has probably sent you little secret admirer notes – whether they’re just telling you how pretty you look that day or how great of a person you are, sometimes he just thinks that the notes will make your day better (and they of course do)

- Notices small details about you and uses this to strike up conversations with you

- Neville lets you do just about anything. If the two of you were studying by the lake, he’d read out to you what you need to know for your upcoming exam while you make him a flower crown which he will wear during dinner because you said so

RON WEASLEY

- Probably starting out as friends and you having a habit of tracing his freckles and making patterns out of them when you’re bored but now that he has a crush on you, he gets goosebumps really easily and his whole face goes bright pink

- Even though Ron is technically only the second youngest, his family would treat him like the youngest and Ginny, Fred and George would constantly be teasing Ron about his crush and trying to bring it up around you in not so subtle ways

- “So, (Y/N), how do you feel about our ickle Ronnickins? He might not be the best looking but mum swears that it’s what’s on the inside that matters.”

- Ron would probably have no idea how to act around you now that he has a crush on you

- Sometimes he’ll come off as cold or he can come off being really cheesy. He really just has no idea what he’s doing but he just wants you to like him back so bad.

- One of his brothers have definitely sent him a book on ‘how to get girls’ and you have caught him reading it

- His voice can be very loud at times and you have accidentally heard him talking about how pretty you look

- Naturally, when you’ve asked him about it he’ll completely deny ever even speaking about you

- Ron would be your biggest fan. He’d always be encouraging you in whatever you do and helping you reach your goals because he knows you’re capable of great things and he’d just be so proud of you!

- He’d be pretty shy around you and wouldn’t be the best at complimenting you but if you ever have even a hint of self-doubt, he’s there yelling at you just how great you are and cannot believe you would ever doubt yourself because you’re so amazing

- Him apologising over and over again if he ever did something like accidentally hold your hand when he was nervous or just absentmindedly wrap his arm around you and then getting even more embarrassed when you tell him that it was fine and you kind of liked it

The fallen

Some say that the trees whisper their names. That you can hear their fading laughter on the wind.

Footprints sometimes appear in the moist grass or mud and their steps echo through the halls.

The paintings on the wall tip their hats to the shadows dancing through the corridors and a cooling breeze gently caresses the curtains.

On photos you think you see a third person but they quickly disappear after a second look.

Sometimes the couch is still warm from someone else sitting on it , even though it’s three in the morning. And the house elves sometimes talk and wave at thin air.

The professors might call you by the wrong name and suddenly they have to blink tears away but can’t fight the small but sad smile that flickers over their face.

Countless cats and owls without an owner wander the school and sleep on the abandoned desks in empty class rooms. And sometimes, they freeze, lift their head and cry out. Whining until someone picks them up and reassures them.

Still opened books are gathering dust in the library. Nobody could ever bring themselves to store them away.
But sometimes a light winds picks up a page and will turn it ever so gently.

And every year on may 2nd , when the sunlight hits the surface of the lake, you can see the backs of fifty six people standing side by side. Facing the sun. They shimmer in the air and their feet don’t touch the ground.

One of them has red hair and the pupils could have sworn that they have seen someone who looked just like him when they were shopping in Diagon Alley.

Next to him, a married couple. You can tell by the way they are holding each others hands. The woman has bright pink hair and her husband seems to radiate warmth and kindness.

Then there is this younger kid. A vintage camera in his small hand. He always tries to take a picture of the sun, but he has never managed to catch the right moment yet.

Next to him stands a blonde, pale girl with a rose ribbon in her hair. She always lays a hand onto the boys bony shoulder and squeezes it gently.

They are surrounded by fifty other people.
The pupils can never actually see their faces. Only their backs. Like a wall of light and warmth they stand united at the lake. Enjoying the sun. Protecting what is left.

And there at the end of the line. There is a man, standing on his own. He is wearing all black. It suits him in a bizarre way. He is yellowish and pale and has black hair. He never looks at the sun. Instead, he stands in the shadow of a tree. Watching the others.

It took years. But after nineteen winters the married couple flowed towards him, took his hand and pulled him to join the others.
To stand together by the water. Between the wild and the school.

As guardians.
As patrons.
As a promise.

Not another child would die on this ground. Not here. History might be written with blood, but not at a place of ink. Not at this school.

Not at hogwarts.
Not at home.

people always talk about the extreme no homo mentality in guys sports teams but don’t talk about the severe lesphobia in girls sports teams. growing up playing team sports really fucked me up as a kid. straight girls i’ve played with were always scared of being perceived as gay for being athletic and because of the stereotypes of lesbians in certain sports. this was universal in the 3 sports i played: volleyball, softball, and basketball. 

there were always strict unwritten rules about how you presented yourself while playing. for instance the ribbon in the hair for softball and a bow in your ponytail for volleyball. if you didn’t prove your femininity while playing you were a lesbian. there was so much effort in not being seen as a lesbian and proving that you /weren’t/ a lesbian was really important. 

girls would always talk shit about girls with short hair on opposing teams. “we’re playing the team with the d*ke” was something i heard often as a kid. something i still heard in high school. being a lesbian in girls sports teams is predominantly what made me feel trapped in the closet in high school. I only felt comfortable coming out after i quit sports altogether

so if we could stop acting like straight girls have less of a stake in homophobia that’d be great 

— hard to say | (m)

pairing— park jimin x reader, highschool! jimin, bestfriend! jimin
genre/warnings— smut, fluff, slight angst,
words— 11,163

:: summary— You’ve had feelings for your bestfriend Jimin for as long as you can remember, but you always thought they were unreciprocated. What if it turned out they weren’t…?

note— this is a (sort of) remastered version of the same story I wrote for Kyungsoo here, called Just Friends. Whenever I think of this story, I just see Jimin lmao, and I couldn’t help myself but to rewrite it. For more information, read here.

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instant gratification 2.5 (m)

Originally posted by flippitt

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➾warnings: smut, pregnancy mention (as applies to IG2)

➾jk’s POV of IG2 as heavily requested!

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This party sucks. 

His phone screen is dark and it mocks him even as he pastes on a smile for the girl currently cuddling into his side. What was her name again? Ye Eun? Eunha? 

Fuck if he knows.

All he knows is that you’re not replying to his texts, and he needs to get drunk asap before he does something stupid like call you. The girl he currently has his arm around beckons to her friend from a distance away, and Jeongguk tries his best to keep his eyes off her tits in her low cut tube dress as she approaches with a giggle.

“Jeongguk, right?” Girl number 2 sidles up to his unoccupied side and he immediately feels her breasts against his arm. They’re firm to the touch, which either means that they’re entirely fake, or that there’s enough padding in her bra for it to be a bulletproof vest.

Either way, yours feel a million times better.

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Eighteen {KJM} (M)

Part 1 | Part 2
The Letter

Description: You’re an eighteen year old bartender and Junmyeon comes in with Baekhyun one day. He hits on you, then feels bad because you’re eighteen, then realizes he just doesn’t care. He likes you.

Genre: Fluff / Smut / Angst

Word Count: 10,384

Warning: Smut

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon (Suho) x Reader (feat. Baekhyun)

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

At eighteen, you were perfectly content working at a bar. You just served everybody who came up to you, it was that easy. It was fun for you, but if you had a penny for every time a much older man hit on you, you’d be rich enough to leave the country.

They all backed down when you told them that you were only eighteen thankfully, but you’d begun to wonder exactly why that changed people’s minds. It wasn’t as busy as usual that night, at least at the bar. The floor was always crazy and loaded with people.

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Makin’ Magic Happen

Porn Star!Sam x Porn Star!Reader AU—So entirely NSFW

Originally posted by itsokaysammy

Summary: You get to work with Sammy Winchester for the first time, Mr. Big Cock Super Star
Pairing: Sam/Reader
Word Count: 5.9k
Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, oral sex (both female and male receiving), kinda choking, hair pulling, spanking (like, only one little spank, but it’s a good one), come play. It’s filthy porn, y’all.
A/N: This is the prelude to a series I’m currently working on. So, get used to reading Sam as a porn star. And maybe—just maybe—some other spn characters as well. Guess you’ll have to wait ;)
update: some users have had trouble opening the fic on Tumblr, so here is the AO3 link if you find yourself unable to open it as well. Sorry for the inconvience!


You walk on set in your typical fashion—hair tied up in a messy bun, prescription glasses resting on the bridge of your nose, wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt with a grande latte with double espresso in your freshly manicured hand. Part of you dreads how long the day is going to be with shooting and scene preparation, while the other part buzzes with excitement.

“You ready for your scene today?” Penny, your agent, asks, face glowing with just as much excitement. You give her an enthusiastic smile and a quick nod. “Good,” she smiles back, hands coming up to grab at your shoulders, her deep green eyes catching yours. “Sammy’s the best in the business. I hear his cock’s insured for a million dollars.”

“That seems a bit drastic,” you murmur before finishing off your latte.

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Roosterteeth

One thing about the company Roosterteeth that makes me super happy is the diverstiy in body image throughout their casts and crew. And nobody is shamed or looked down on for not being society’s idea of normal.

You’ve got people like Blaine, Aaron, James, Bruce, and Alan who are all in really good condition, physically fit, and workout often. And then you have the guys and gals who have recently started to improve themselves like Michael, Ryan, Meg, Josh, and Zach. And nobody told them to do it, they did it for themselves. Burnie talked a lot about his process to lose weight,and did a damn good job of it. Look at him five or six years ago as opposed to now. Goddamn. Hell, three of the five I’ve mentioned made a show about it, and happily encourage others advice and support if the community wants to work alongside them.

Not all of Roosterteeth is fit though. Obviously, not everyone wants to be super toned, drink protein and watch their carb intake. (Not that any of that is bad, I do it myself.) There’s a huge array of body types at RT. Many of them are happy with who they are, comfortable in their own bodies, and are proud of themselves. Sure, Jack gets lots of shit for his weight, but he takes it stride, and laughs and jokes about it himself. That man is the living embodiment of sunshine, large or not. Don’t forget Lindsay, who takes more than her fair share of insults about her weight and looks. But she’s one of the nicest and happiest people I’ve ever seen in camera. And as I mentioned before, Zach Anner, a disabled man has incredible self worth. Incredible. He takes his disability in stride. And still seeks to improve himself.

Nobody at RT is the same. Every single person is unique. Several of the people at RT have awesome hair colors, tattoos (looking at you Geoff), or differing seuxalities than their peers. And they’ve never shown anything but support for their fanbase regarding those things.

Got tattoos? Great. No tattoos? Awesome. Red hair? Green hair? Pink Hair? No hair? Perfect, get to work. Like girls? Boys? Both? None? Cool, come watch this new video we put out. Thin? Not thin? Muscular? Come help set up this new stunt that Blaine’s gonna get naked in.

Nobody is made fun of because of their weight, ability to workout, or lack thereof, hair color, or sexuality. At the company or in in the community. Are there people in the community that are assholes? Absolutely. But these people I watch nearly every day of my life have taught me a lesson. You can look however you want. Be whomever you want. And be happy with yourself.

And I have to thank the Roosterteeth company for teaching me not to hate the fact that I’m not perfect. That with a little bit of work, I can be who I want to be, or just even just be me.

The foxes as things my team/players have done


Nicky: broken out into their own rendition of hollaback girl, complete w hair flips and twerking


Allison: shows up to practice looking like she’s still wearing a full face of makeup but no she’s actually just the prettiest girl you’ve ever seen congrats


Kevin: won nationals on a varsity team at twelve years old


Aaron: slept outside in the rain w a towel as a pillow rather than room in the hotel w everyone else


Renee: bought everyone pizza and earned our eternal thanks


Dan: ran four laps around the field and then sprinted back to encourage the slower runners to keep going


Matt: at the goalie saying “I let too many balls in today” started hitting the balls in the goal back out into the field saying “what balls???”


Andrew: bodyslammed the opposing team for hurting too many of our players


Neil: got a new injury every fucking day for four years straight and still played anyway I stg


Bonus:


Jeremy: scooped a bee out of the salad it was stuck in and held it while making baby noises at it


Jean: invented the emo corner on the bus and passed it down to the next most emo kid upon graduation


Alvarez: started crying during a game bc she saw a girl so beautiful


Laila: is a gay goalie (it me)


Riko: got hit by a bus

Preference 06: You Get Hurt

Bran Stark:

Originally posted by primogenial

  You were both riding around Winterfell when you had hit a branch and fallen from your horse.

  “She’s awake, my Lord.” The Maester said and Bran nodded to Hodor who picked him up, and carried him into the room.

“Set him on the bed, Hodor.” You spoke weakly, smiling at the two as the giant obeyed, “Thank you.”

  “Hodor.” The man said with a smile as he left and you turned to Bran and grabbed his hand. But before you got the chance to speak, Bran cut up off.

  He squeezed your hand and sighed, his lip trembling slightly as he said, “I’m sorry..”

“Bran you did nothing what are you sorry-”

“I couldn’t do anything but run.” He spoke sadly, “All I could do was run and help, leaving you to get kidnapped or killed or-” You hugged him tightly and shushed him.

“Bran… You couldn’t have done anything else. You saved me.” You kissed his forehead and he moved up so your lips were touching. He smiled against  your lips as you pulled apart.

“I will never let you get hurt again, my darling Y/N. Never.”


  Joffrey Baratheon:

Originally posted by gameoftoasts

“Were in the seven hells is she?!” The King exclaimed as soon as The Maester told him. “How could her guards let this happen?”

“In her room, your grace.” The old man spoke with compassion, “She is recovering and is hardly harm-”

“And the men who tripped her? And broke her? Where are they?”

“In the dungeons.” His mother said, “Awaiting your word.”

“Take me to my lady.” He demanded the Kingsguard who served as his new favorite and the man nodded, leaving without being dismissed from anyone else. He bolted in unannounced and grabbed your hand, kissing it then kissing up your arm. “My lady.” He sighed brushing hair from your face. “Are you terribly hurt?”

“No, your grace.” You smiled gently, squeezing his hand, “Just a broken ankle. I should be up and walking again within a fortnight.”

Joffrey scowled, “How dare those bastards! I’ll have their heads!”

“Joff.” You sighed, taking his hand, “Please tell me you haven’t-”

The boy scoffed, “Not yet.”

  “Please don’t…” She spoke softly, “Let them go. Please.”

Joffrey sighed angrily, standing and giving an unheard order to the guards and then sat back besides his lover. “If it pleases my lady, it shall be done.”


Jamie Lannister:

Originally posted by gifthetv

He ran to you as soon as you fell, pulling you to your feet, this caused you to giggle a bit.

“It is just a tiny cut on my leg Jamie.” You sighed, looking into his beautiful Lannister green eyes, “You do not need to panic.”

“A tiny cut on your leg that rendered you unconscious for two days.” He scoffed, “I still don’t understand why think you should go into battle.”

You sighed, not sure how to reply. Yes, your leg hurt bad but you knew you couldn’t stress him more than he already was. Not caring how Jamie would reply, you went with the truth.

“I couldn’t sit by and do nothing.” You sighed softly, “I couldn’t sit by and let you die. Even if that meant a sword slicing my leg. Even if that means death.”

Jamie smiled slightly and picked you up, causing you to laugh as he peppered your face in kisses.

“I don’t think I am going to let you down.” He sighed when he stopped, his forehead touching yours as he whispered on your lips, “Regardless of if you are going to battle or if you are going to braid your lady’s hair.”


Jorah Mormont:

Originally posted by jornerys

“By the seven-!” You whined as the skin blistered and fizzed.

Daenerys had left you in charged of her three baby dragons and naturally, while you were petting one, the big, black one spat fire at you in jealousy. Jorah, upon hearing your screams of pain ran into the room and demanded the dragons be put back in their cages and fed.

Jorah looked you up down, taking his hand bellow your chin to meet his eyes as he began to tend your burn.

He started by pouring alcohol on it, this burned and caused you to cry out and Jorah shhhed you, putting the ointment onto the burn which soothed your cries and wrapping it up an leaf bandage. Then he engulfed you in the tightest embrace you could imagine.

“I’m sorry to worry you.” You sighed, kissing his chest, “It didn’t hurt that bad.”

“That was the worse burn I have ever seen. I haven’t seen flame caused the skin to bubble and fizz like that before. You had a reason to cry out.”

You nodded and placed your arms on his shoulders, “I know. I just hate seeing you all worked up and panicked.”

He smiled and ran his hands through your hair and smiled, making vows to never leave you with the Queen’s dragons again.


Jojen Reed:

Originally posted by valyrios

  “Let her be.” You spat at the men. “She is nothing. A peasant compared to what I am.”

“Aye?” The man stroking Meera’s cheek asked, “And who are you girl, a highborn bastard?”

  “I am Y/N Bolten. The last true born daughter of Roose Bolten. I am unmarried and remain a virgin. Still I am more than you will ever be and see… At the moment.” You spoke numbly as the men stared at you in shock, “This is Meera and Jojen Reed. The cripple is Bran Stark. I am more than they will ever be. I’m the Princess of the North. Tell me, what would my father do should you return me, the Stark boy, and the Reed children to him?” He raised his eyebrows, “They would bind you to me.”

Slowly, they walked to you and undid your binds while another let Meera down and threw her to her brother. Then he struck you so hard you fell to the ground. You winced as you heard a cry of panic from all your friends (A “HODOR” from Hodor) even from Bran to your surprise.

  “Do you honestly think I care about who-”

You spat in his face, “We flay people. That’s what we are known for. Bring me home and my father will-” He struck you again, this time causing you to cough blood as he drew a dagger and pushed you to the ground dragging it against your skin. But you did not cry. “Is that supposed to hurt?” You laughed, blood spilling from your busted lip “I’ve done worse to men like you and they cried for their mothers.”

With an angered sigh, he tore your shoulder furs off and threw them to Bran. Then he dove the knife into the pads of your shoulders, slowly removing a chunk of your skin as you cried out in pain. He then continued with the other blade as silence fell. That was until Jojen laughed.

“Whatcha laughing at boy?” He said, moving his leg off you, “You want me to hurt her more?”

“You are going to die tonight.” Jojen laughed. “Your body will burn. And she will live. And remain an unmarried virgin until I ask her.”

  The man echoed his laughter, “And how do you know this?”

  You heard screaming outside but blacked out before you got sense of what’s going on.

“She’s waking up now.”

  “Damn. I was hoping that she would be out for this.”

A burning sensation spread through your body and you gasped in pain, sitting up. “No, my love.” Jojen came into view, pushing you back into the snow, “Squeeze my hand.” You obeyed as Meera closed the wounds on your shoulder with flame.

You didn’t cry or even tear up. You just smiled at Jojen and looked into his eyes.

“You are doing well.” He smiled at you, “One more…. One more and I promise that I will not let anyone tough you again


Jon Snow:

Originally posted by fuckyeahhousestark

"Okay I’m going to to pull it out are you ready?”

You hugged the tree and nodded as his hands met the arrow that had plunged through your stomach and nodded.

  “Alright.” He spoke calmly, “One. Two-”

“Damn just do it already!” You cursed and suddenly felt an ache being removed from your chest and a hole inside your body as Jon quickly began to wrap your center up while you cursed. Jon imeadiatly shhed you as your curses sailed loud. “Hurry I want milk of the poppy.”

Jon smiled lightly and picked you up in your arms, “You cursed like a Greyjoy, you do know that right?” Hiting him gently before leaning into the warmth of his furs, you allowed him to cradle you like a child as you muttered curses against his skin.

“It’s not funny.” You whimpered, “You take an arrow. See how it feels.”

“I did.” He smirked. “Three and I am still alive.”

“Oh shut up.” You glared and he laughed. “I love you Jon Snow.” You sighed in defeat.

“Aye. I do love you as well. And I promise not to let you get hurt on a hunt again… Or maybe your hunting days are at an end…”

“Jon Snow..” You glared, “If you dare threaten to take away my hunts you’ll be the next one taking an arrow through your gut.”


Tommen Baratheon:

Originally posted by young-owlet

Tommen winced and cried as they plucked pieces of glass from your leg.

“Tommy.” You sighed gently, stroking his face and running his around, “I am alright. They are almost done.”

He nodded, thanking the Maesters for their help as he turned away, stiches being sewn up your leg and Tommen squeezed your hand fiercely as he whined again. He closed his eyes and brought your other hand to his palm as he attempted to breathe in attempts to calm your sobbing.

When the door closed you moved him to the bed, slowly and brought his ear to your lips. “They are gone my love. You may open your eyes.”

He did not hesitate to hug you tight. So much it made you wince. You chuckled.

“Careful now. We don’t want to tear the stiches.” Tommen sighed in agreement and let go and he looked at you, running his hands through your hair which learned had calmed him down. “Why are you angry my love?”

He bit his lip and shook his head, “I am pissed that the servant couldn’t even bother to look where they were-”

You kissed his lips softly and he responded with his anger, hands trailing down to your waist.

“That wasn’t you Tommy.” You sighed, hugging him as you stroked his back, “You aren’t him Joff.”

Nodding he kissed your neck, his face laying on his lower neck. Then a chuckled and smile spread across his lips.

“I guess it means that I can’t let you leave my side again.”

You smirked and laid on top of his head, “If it pleases his grace, it will be done.”

Theon Greyjoy:

Originally posted by sleepingwiththe-light-on

You gasped for air as you were yet again plunged down into the waves.

The people on the deck screamed and hollered in shock as you looked for the Greyjoy’s or the Queen.

Never thought this was how I would die. You sighed as you were forced gasp of air as the sweet sea began to fill your lungs. Caving into your inevitable death you closed your eyes and embraced the darkness. Let it be quick and merciful please.

But deep down you wouldn’t be as you could feel yourself choking on the water as it slowly itched the breath and life out of you, making you cold and going insane in the water.

I am sorry Theon. I hope you can forgive me.

Bright light shined into the pupils of your eyes causing you to begin to cough up water, fading in and out of consciousness as Theon pressed his lips to yours, breathing oxygen into your lungs as the darkness took over you.

“C'mon Y/N!” The weak and breathless voice of Theon spoke, “Please… Please..”

You gasped and coughed as Theon sighed happily and brought you into his arms as you began to sob.

“I won’t let you go. Not like that… Not on my watch..”


Tyrion Lannister:

Originally posted by netflixruinedmylifeimagines

“Are you in a lot of pain my lady?”

You looked up at him, a small smile on your face and shook your head no. Sighing, you grabbed his hand and brought it to your lips.

“What even happened? The Maester would not tell me.” Tyrion asked, concern filling his eyes, “I am sorry for prying. I know I shouldn’t I just-”

Kissing his hand again you chuckled, “You have a right to know and pry my love. And you must promise should I tell you that you will not go and take rash actions.”

Chuckling at this, he grabbed your hand than already wasn’t holding yours and stroked your knuckled, “Rash, my love? I would never.” You echoed the laughter and squeezed his hand.

“It was Joffrey, my love.” You sighed, your face falling, “Bashed me against a wall. But I am going to be okay… I promise. I haven’t gotten a concussion or anything yet. I even slapped him.. I think…”

Tyrion scoffed but forced a smile, “So you wish me not to strike him to Esos, so I shalln’t. I am just happy that you are ok-Wait you hit him?!”

BTS as types of people at school

Jin

-“face of the school”
-most popular person in school
-always grooming themselves
-everyone’s Mom
-looks super pretty and delicate but laughs like a gorilla
-ALWAYS brings snacks
-and basically anything else anyone could ever need
-“baby wipes? sure I have some,”.
-as a girl, would be that one girl who constantly flips her hair on your desk

Yoongi:

-“the shut in”
-HATES group work
-wears headphones during class
-doesn’t talk to many people but somehow super popular
-is actually soft and feeds stray dogs after school
-sweats are a basic necessity
-acts completely different around people he actually likes
-wake them up from a nap and you’re dead
-“do you want me to slap you?”
-as a girl, that one girl nobody has the balls to fight

Namjoon:

-“problematic, smart, rich boy”
-passes literally everything, has never seen a B before; top marks on every test
-would’ve been arrested if it weren’t for his parents’ connections
-goes through girls like a smoker does a pack of cigarettes
-everyone admires him for some reason
-can be an ass sometimes though
-actually a good person deep down
-as a girl, the girl that has the “bad girl” image and puts black into every single outfit (because black clothing is honestly an aesthetic)

Hoseok:
-THE. FUCKING. SUN.
-most popular person in your whole city
-super sweet and outgoing; always happy
-if he smiles at you, your life is blessed
-if he has class with you, it’s rumored that your children’s lives shall be blessed as well
-basically God
-everybody wants to date him. no exceptions.
-as a girl, the girl literally everyone is in love with and the whole school stans her

Jimin:
-“wolf in sheep’s clothing”
-small, super cute, and loveable
-2nd sunshine
-but has an entirely different personality
-temper out of this FUCKING WORLD
-subtle ways of bullying you
-student body president; also SUPER FUCKING POPULAR
-a saint in the eyes of 99.9% of the world
-as a girl, he would be Regina George

Taehyung:
-“the social butterfly”
-friends with your friend’s bestfriend’s friend
-even the janitors know him
-“you don’t know Kim Taehyung?!!”
-life of the party. literally.
-if he’s not there, it’s not a lit party
-every single person on this earth LOVES him
-talking bad about him makes you an instant outcast
-is super adorable but also super fucking hot
-obsessed with shopping; constantly maxes out the card his parents gave him
-never home tbh
-as a girl, he’d be the one everyone is secretly jealous of

Jungkook:

-“the over-achiever”
-accels in every single sport created
-house has a separate room for trophies
-basically makes up whatever teams he’s on
-reason why anybody goes to the games
-(not to mention he’s hot)
-accels in every other area too
-tbh there’s not much he can’t do
-every guy wants to be him
-as a girl, he would probably also be one that every was secretly jealous of
Bad Boy! Tom AU

PART TWO

Pairings: bad boy! tom x reader

Warning(s)?: mentions of ((drugs)), arguing (not between tom & reader tho)

Word Count: TWO MF THOUSAND (2k)

Summary: A huge fight between Tom and his parents breaks out, prompting them to kick him out, but he finds a temporary haven where he least expects it: with the girl next door.

A/N: there is a severe lack of bad boy tom imagines and i am here to deliver sisters!! btw let’s assume tom is like 17/18 in this? i saw the picture above and was instantly compelled to write an imagine. so i sent it to my friend kristine and asked her to make a storyline behind it. well she did and she’s wonderful and i took it and ran with it completely… whoops! i love you kris. and thank u taylor for proofing love you.

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You and Tom Holland had a.. weird relationship. Ever since he’d moved all the way from Southwest London to the house right beside yours, you’d developed an almost affable bond.

And it wasn’t the typical next door neighbor relationship. You’d see Tom almost every night, whether it being because he needed late night help studying for his Physics exam, or if you needed some new song recommendations. His window was less than 25 feet away from yours, and yelling to him in the middle of the night seemed to become your specialty. His specialty was not following any type of rules or instructions unless he wanted to, and you’d figure this out eventually. You guys became close quickly, but that didn’t stop him from annoying you. It would signal a sign of the times if a day could pass without him blaring his rock (and sometimes rap) music loudly with his window open, or being loud when he chose to sneak out (or back in). And he couldn’t forget his signature wink at you when your sleepy head would emerge through your window with an angry glare.

You guys just had different likings, and rolled in different groups in high school. While Tom was more into things like smoking weed, or loitering around abandoned places with his friends, you had never really taken an interest in that stuff. Your hobbies were on the other side of the spectrum; your ideas of fun were reading for so long that your eyes started to droop or memorizing the lyrics to your favorite song in one night.

It was the summer before freshman year of college, and you planned on staying local but from what you’d heard around town, Tom had bigger plans, like moving away to NYC. And that was understandable, considering he never had the best relationship with his parents, which you’d come to figure out after living beside them for so long. They always fought, whether it was over things as little as Tom not caring enough to do his chores or things as big as him accidentally crashing his dad’s brand new BMW M3. But it was never as bad as it got tonight. You could practically hear every profane word that flew out of his parents’ mouths in absolute fury.

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Signs That You Attend An #HBCU...

1. When you got to school, you thought it was going to be like Hillman…


…but it ended up being more like College Hill.



2. If you’re a girl, you may have felt a little like this…

3. Girls show up to 8 a.m. classes in stilettos and in full make up


4. Your school gear always comes up missing when you visit home…

and you catch your family wearing it a few weeks later


5. Everyone on campus is quick to rattle off the names of your alma mater’s most influential alumni.


Morehouse

Howard

Tennessee State

North Carolina A&T


6. History classes (and poli sci, and English, and music) are steeped in black history…



And you can’t graduate without taking an African history class…

7. Graduating on time would be a miracle…

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8. During finals, the library feels a little bit like the club…


9. You Try to get a copy of your transcript, and the registrar is like…





10. You’re used to seeing someone you know leaving the financial aid office looking like this:

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(Unless it was refund check time, in which case they looked more like this…)




11. You missed every class during homecoming week…




12. Then you skipped your school’s homecoming to go to Howard’s…



13. The best part of the football games was halftime…




14. Out of nowhere everyone emerges outside on the first day of spring…




15. When people suddenly disappear during the semester, it’s probably  because they were doing this…

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16. And you spend hours waiting to see them do this on the yard…

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 (even though you can’t see or hear what was going on)…

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17. When you go to a party, no one can dance because of this…

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18. But you’ve never seen more than two Iotas at the same place at the same time…

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19. You’ve never heard of Delta Zeta or TKE or Alpha Phi or Kappa Alpha….

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But you can recite the names of the Divine 9 in order of their founding dates, even if you never pledged.

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20. Every dorm has a dude who can cut hair, or a girl who can put in weave for cheap.

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21. Eventually half the girls you know go natural at one point…

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22. You get a job off-campus so you won’t forget what it was like to have white friends…

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23. When you come home to visit, your family gives you a hard time about your decision to flout family tradition and go to Howard instead of Hampton…

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Or FAMU instead of Bethune-Cookman…

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Or Southern instead of Grambling…

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Or Alabama A&M instead of Alabama State

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24. But, in spite of the rivalries with other schools, whenever you meet someone who went to an HBCU, you do this.

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25. Because you both know that there’s one thing you can agree on:

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