high school yearbook pictures

les amis leafing through an old high school yearbook
  • enjolras, pointing to one kid in a picture: i wonder what happened to this guy, didn't he have like a modeling contract at 16?
  • joly: oh yeah montparnasse, he and ep were like besties in 8th grade
  • bossuet: hey that guy was my dealer
  • enjolras: you smoked weed in high school?
  • bossuet: hell no we exchanged yu-gi-oh cards

kkatekane  asked:

Give me the Layla and Warren conspiracy theories

Okay, listen up. First off, we have this rumor off of the TV Tropes website:

It’s since been taken down and isn’t exactly damning in and of itself, but bear with me.

A lot of the characters’ names in this movie mean something; of the central characters, there’s the Warren Peace pun, the obvious Will Stronghold, and Gwen Grayson, which a lot of people have pointed out may be a combination of Spider-Man’s girlfriend Gwen Stacy, and DC superhero Dick Grayson. The only main character’s name that doesn’t seem to mean anything is Layla Williams, which is weird considering she’s the female lead, and notably similar to supervillain Poison Ivy, whose alter ego is Pamela Lillian Isley, originally Dr. Lillian Rose, so they totally could have gone in that direction.

Now, remember the scene where they’re going through Steve and Josie’s old high school yearbook?

When they get to the picture of Warren’s father Barron Battle, Steve says “Always swore he’d have his revenge on me. And he totally stole the lead in Oklahoma!” and judging from Will and Josie’s reactions he still brings this up a lot.

Oklahoma! is a famous play in which the main storyline revolves around the male lead, Curly McLain, trying to convince the female lead, Laurey Williams, to acknowledge her affections for him. Spoiler alert: he succeeds and at the end of the play they get married.

Laurey Williams.

Layla Williams.

They just called her Layla because no one names their kid Laurey anymore (no offense to anyone named Laurey), and this is clearly foreshadowing Warren and Layla getting together: Warren’s father “stole” the lead in Oklahoma!, a role centered on a romance with Laurey Williams, from Will’s father; ergo Warren was going to “steal” Layla from Will in a future film.

To make the evidence even more damning, the secondary storyline in Oklahama! follows a guy called Will Parker and his quest to marry this girl Ado Annie. He doesn’t look twice at Laurey. I rest my case.

Of course, it’s perfectly possible that is just another one of those million weird coincidences that show up way too often in a medium where creators always claim they actually think about this stuff, OR

it’s. foreshadowing. Prove me wrong.


Casual reminder to not post or reblog pictures from Danny’s high school yearbook, he never posted those pictures and he talked about how he hated school and also went through depression around that time, so how about we don’t be creepy and gawk at what are basically private pictures, okay?

Give Danny his privacy. He shares so much of himself, he’s entitled to keep some things out of the public eye.

(It’s okay if you didn’t know that he didn’t post them, but just go back and delete the posts/reblogs so they don’t get spread around. Thanks!)

  • [After being summoned to John]
  • Merle: I promised myself that if I ever had a moment face-to-face with you again...That I would tell you. There are all kinds of things I wanted to say to you and I was afraid I was going to forget to say them... And I really wanted to remember to tell you these things because they are really important to me.
  • [Pulls several notecards out of his bag]
  • Merle: The Hunger is so fat--That when you cut yourself shaving...marshmallow fluff comes out.
  • Merle: The Hunger is so fat--That your high school yearbook picture was taken from a helicopter.
  • Merle: The Hunger is so fat--That when you get on a scale, it says "one at a time".

anonymous asked:

What about a place where 70% of people are Nazis, or 70% of people want to murder black people? (Which I don't think is a hypothetical, but even if it is).

In a world where more than 70% of people are actively engaged in violence against their political enemies or endorse and condone it, I do not run a blog. Maybe one of those secret underground newspapers until I get killed (I seriously do not want to glorify resisting totalitarian regimes. It is right and important and also you will die and at best half a century later your high school yearbook picture will be on a dusty wall in a museum with a sixty-word description and no clarity about whether you changed anything at all.)

In a world where more than 70% of people are okay with evil things but democratic processes still exist and it is possible to change things through debate and elections and advocacy and protest - well, yeah, that is our current world, and I think the correct thing to do is to engage with them where you have the energy and capacity, and take care of yourself and others when you don’t, and continue to win the victories that the last century have brought - the vote for women, reduced suppression of the black vote, interracial marriage, the legalization of contraception, abortion, and homosexuality, expanded access to health care, and dramatically reduced poverty among the elderly. 

Like - yeah, okay, ‘most people are okay with evil things’ definitely describes the present world, but it described the world a hundred years ago even better, and we’ve achieved so much since then, and we didn’t achieve it by building a tiny coalition of the pure who ignored the outside world, we built it by collaborating with flawed people and expecting better of bad people and taking kernels of good ideas from people with lots of bad ideas and being really obnoxious and making them look bad and convincing the Supreme Court of things.

anonymous asked:

Kurodai, delivery :)

Apologies for taking a while to answer this dear anon! I was trying to come up with something different for the word since I got a similar request for another ship. Thankfully there’s already some inspiration! 

I would like to thank @multifandomsfujoshi who sent this and of course headcanons ensued. I would like to thank @roronoaxd and @kythen for their notable contributions. You know what they are. :)

Kuroo waits for the rest to settle down on their seats, before he stands up from his own and clears his throat to get their attention.

“Thank you all, for coming here today,” he says, meeting the eyes of his fellow former captains and nodding his head perfunctorily at them in greeting; and here being a rented conference room in the university library. “Please make yourselves comfortable, as I’m about to begin my presentation.”

He steps away from the table and stands a little to the left side of the whiteboard to give everyone else a clear view of the still blank presentation slide being projected. He takes a deep breath, and starts speaking again.

“Good afternoon, gentlemen. I’m here to present a pitch about ‘Why Sawamura Daichi,” he points at Daichi, who is sitting at the foot of the table, for emphasis, “should date me’”.

He tips his head at Bokuto, who is seated on his right side and has the honor of moving the slides along, clicks on a key and the title appears on the screen on top of two pictures. The left one being a full-body aesthetic shot he’d taken as an OOTD, while the other, larger picture, is his high school yearbook photo that has a caption of “Ahh, youth~”

Daichi snorts from his seat, while Oikawa, seated on Kuroo’s left side says “This is incredibly desperate of you, Tetsu-chan,” with a slight shaking of his head. Ushijima and Moniwa, who’re sitting opposite each other, just remained silent, with the former looking all attentive and serious.

Kuroo gives a pointed look at Oikawa, before resuming. “Anyway, I will now present the attributes that I deem necessary for your decision.”

The slide the follows is titled ‘Pros of dating me’ and the first item on the outline says ‘cuddles’.

“First off, cuddles. Multiple reliable sources have said that you’re a creature of physical affection and that you love cuddles. I’m a creature made for cuddling, so what better way to spend our free time together by cuddling, right?

“Next,” the next bullet- ‘sometimes I’m funny’, appears. “Just think of it this way, I made you laugh, and I get to see how beautiful you are when you laugh. Win-win.

“I’m always kind –I think there’s no need for further explanation on that one. Next please,” the line ‘pets’ shows up. “Ahhh, yes. Pets. Contrary to what most people think and believe, I actually prefer dogs over cats, just like you very much do.”

Bokuto clicks on before he even gets a cue from Kuroo, but he didn’t seem to mind, as he readily discussed the next bullet point: ‘I’ll let you play with my hair’.

“See, I don’t let a lot of people touch my hair –since they don’t always reach it anyway- but if you date me, I’ll let you have exclusive rights to mess it up even more than it usually is. And I’ll guarantee that you’ll enjoy it,” he says, sending a wink at Daichi.

“Basically,” he continues, as the last bullet: ‘I have GREAT ASSets’ finally shows up. (Moniwa, bless him, chokes on something when the last line appeared. Oikawa on the other hand, just rolls his eyes.)

“I have a great ass- I mean, a lot of great assets that you’ll surely come to love.”

Daichi almost laughs out loud at this, but managed to curb the urge, and instead bites his tongue to hold off even a small smile.

The succeeding slide shows up. “My other, special talents include: can eat a lot, without getting fat; can sleep again, after just waking up; can cram a project last minute before the deadline; and can make a one day allowance last for the whole week.

“Of course, should you agree to date me, I can promise you that I will never…” the motions for Bokuto to move to the next slide, while Daichi and Oikawa groan at the same time, clearly knowing where it is going. And not unexpectedly, the slide contains the header of ‘Will Never’, followed by two bullet points that says ‘gonna give you up’ and ‘gonna let you down’, then Bokuto clicks on a key once again and a considerably old picture of a foreign looking guy pinwheel-ed on the screen.

Bokuto snickers at the joke, while Ushijima, not completely getting it, just nods earnestly at what the slide says. Moniwa, on the other hand lets out a long suffering sigh.

“Lastly, I have included testimonials from friends to further convince you.”

The first testimonial came from Bokuto (who else) who occupied the whole slide with a message that says:

“Kuroo Tetsurou? My bro? That’s 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit”

The next one is a compilation of shorter ones, coming from different people.

“You’re a pain in the ass, Kuroo-san” – Akaashi Keiji

“…I don’t know you.” – Kozume Kenma

“Get lost.” – Tsukishima Kei


“Dude, you look so hot.” – Random guy in my mirror

“And that ends my presentation for today. Thank you very much!”

The last slide shows a picture of a baby with a smug face, complete with the word ‘Success’ on the top right of it.

The silence in the room was broken when Ushijima slowly claps his hands, very much like how one would after a good movie, or in their case, a presentation.

“That was a very commendable presentation, Kuroo-san,” he compliments rather seriously. They cannot tell if he’s being sarcastic or not, but Oikawa actually leans forward on the table and gives him a clear ‘Are you kidding me?’ look. “What the…”

He gapes at him for a few more seconds before he closes his mouth with a snap. “Well, whatever. Anyway, you’re done right? Right.” So Oikawa stands up without waiting for any reply, grabs his bag from the floor and says a quick goodbye to all of them, before he exits the room.

“Ah, Ushijima-kun!” Moniwa exclaims all of a sudden. “We need to meet with our groupmates in a few minutes. We have to leave now.” Ushijima nods at him, then at Kuroo and Daichi, before he stands up and heaves his bag on his shoulder, while Moniwa does the same with his backpack.

“Anyway, congratulations, Kuroo. And well, good luck, Sawamura,” Moniwa waves them goodbye then exits the room, with Ushijima behind him.

“Bokuto-san,” Daichi speaks for the first time. “Could you please leave us for a moment?” Bokuto looks at Kuroo, who only nods at him, then stands up, gets his bag and leaves the room, not without giving Kuroo a friendly tap on the shoulder.

Kuroo remains standing, while Daichi remains seated. He leans forward on the table with his elbows, folded his hands together and gives Kuroo a serious look that makes him nervous.

“You’ve made some compelling arguments, and the delivery was good,” Daichi says. Kuroo relaxes a little, releasing a breath he wasn’t aware he’s holding. “However,” Kuroo stiffens again at hearing this. “I’m not entirely convinced. I think I might need some…proof of those assets that you’ve mentioned.” Daichi ends his statement with a smirk.

It takes a while for Kuroo to understand what he means, but Daichi could pinpoint the exact moment that it did, because Kuroo’s eyes widened and the nervous look of it is replaced with a playful glint despite the light blush on his face.

“Well… I’m sure we can arrange something.”