i didn't see this on my dash and i had to

anonymous asked:

What's your response to this argument I saw one time saying that anti/aang rhetoric fails to take into account how aang never acts jealous or possessive of katara in the episode "jet" where she exudes outward feelings for another guy in front of him? I've always had this question myself, wasn't sure if it was something used to make the plot go smoothly or not. Like if both sokka and aang didn't like jet, then Katara would've been swayed to leave way earlier n the episode wouldn't have happened.

I actually agree with that point: Aang doesn’t act jealous or possessive at all, even when Katara’s crush on Jet is obvious. He even wears the hat that Katara made for Jet!

Throughout season one, actually, Aang’s feelings for Katara are handled well. He’s kind and tender, and whether Katara wants to mack on Jet or Haru, he’s helpful in whatever cause her romantic interests are pursuing.

He has a crush from the start:

He thinks she’s pretty:

He pursues her: 

But, it doesn’t interfere with the foundation of his character.

In fact, with the exception of The Fortuneteller [You can read my opinions on this episode here [x] & [x], Basically, the episode focuses on learning about one-sided crushes, only to take the last 20s and reduce Katara’s destiny to who she’s going to end up marrying]... Anyways, with the exception of last 20s of The Fortuneteller, season one did a splendid job of shaping Aang’s feelings for Katara into something that was ultimately one-sided:

But, it was still innocent and cute.

 In fact, I didn’t dislike Kataang until the end of season two and all of season three. 

In season two, my issues came with Aang’s choice to choose Katara over the Avatar State. It was foolish on his part, and a foolhardy push by the creators to show us just how much Aang loved Katara. 

It was silly, considering season two was full of instances that not only foreshadowed Aang growing out of his crush on Katara:

But also, further established their relationship as one-sided:

Katara: [Turns to face him and gestures to the portrait.] And here, it says, “Love is brightest in the dark,” and has a picture of them kissing.
Aang: [Utterly confused and lost.] Where are you going with this?
Katara: [Shyly, blushing.] Well, what if we … kissed?
Aang: [Very surprised.] Us … kissing‌?
Katara: See? It was a crazy idea.
Aang: [Dreamily.] Us … kissing
Katara: [Fake-jokingly.] Us kissing. What was I thinking? Can you imagine that‌?


Aang: They’re made of some kind of crystal. They must only light up in the dark.
Katara: That’s how the two lovers found each other. [Gestures with her hand along the ceiling.] They just put out their lights and followed the crystals. [Sees the exit.] That must be the way out! [The two hug.]
Aang: So, uh …
Katara: Let’s go!

The ending of season two also dashed a ton of character development for Aang, such as learning a bending stye so unlike his own: 

Navigating struggles between himself and his masters: 

And learning that his way of life may not be the only ‘right’ way of life: 

Aang’s decision in The Crossroads of Destiny didn’t align with the development in season two, and seemed an awfully rash decision considering we’d only ever seen Katara behave maternally around Aang. A narrative that is only furthered by the illusion to Pieta: 

In season three, Aang’s behavior grew into something that was no longer innocent and one-sided, but aggressive and one-sided: 

Aang: [Standing up.] Argh!
Katara: Relax, Aang. They’re not accurate portrayals. It’s not like I’m a preachy crybaby who can’t resist giving overemotional speeches about hope all the time. [Everyone looks at her.] What?
Aang: [Turns around and sits down. Sarcastically.] Yeah, that’s not you at all.

Katara: Are you all right?
Aang: [Angered.] No, I’m not! I hate this play! [Yanks his hat off and throws it on the ground.]
Katara: I know it’s upsetting, but it sounds like you’re overreacting.
Aang: Overreacting? If I hadn’t blocked my chakra, I’d probably be in the Avatar State right now!

Aang: Katara, did you really mean what you said in there?
Katara: In where? What are you talking about?
Aang: On stage, when you said I was just like a … brother to you, and you didn’t have feelings for me.
Katara: I didn’t say that. An actor said that.
Aang: But it’s true, isn’t it? We kissed at the Invasion, and I thought we were gonna be together. But we’re not.
Katara: Aang, I don’t know.
Aang: Why don’t you know?
KataraBecause, we’re in the middle of a war, and, we have other things to worry about. This isn’t the right time.
Aang: Well, when is the right time?
Katara: Aang, I’m sorry, but right now I’m just a little confused.

Katara: I just said I was confused! I’m going inside. [Exits the balcony.]

Not only that, but their relationship, based on dialogue alone (X & X), was drifting apart. Aang was increasingly belligerent and self-righteous, while Katara was treated as a means-to-an-end, his muse, his reason for saving the world, and his prize for succeeding. 


You see, Aang may not have shown possessive tendencies in season one or two, because the relationship was handled properly. However, the moment Kataang became so forced as to neglect Aang’s character development in season two and portray poor behavior as romantic in season three, Aang does act possessive and aggressive towards Katara. 

And because he’s never taught that his actions are wrong, because he never apologizes for the many times he acted out towards Katara, Kataang is tainted by these negative qualities, and the pattern continues on into the comics and LOK.  

So earlier today I got rather pissed off when some rude anon who has probably never made a GIF in their lives decided to attack my friend (and one of the best GIFmakers I know) for no reason telling them not to talk about GIFmaking like it’s a big deal since it’s just taking clips from existing video. I was hoping to forget about this, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how many non-GIFmakers really do think that’s all GIFmaking is (including myself before I started making GIFs to some extent). Luckily, most people aren’t that rude about it and know not to insult content creators over a topic they actually don’t know much about…but I still feel the need to discuss some of the often lengthy effort that goes into making medium to high quality GIFs.

As a disclaimer, I’m NOT trying to be elitist and I honestly don’t consider myself one of the top tier GIFmakers. I also don’t think that GIFmakers HAVE to put in a lot of effort to alter GIFs from the original video frames if they don’t want to. It’s just a hobby where we try to capture/highlight cool moments using a severely limited and dying file format lol…so it’s really up to the individual how much they wanna put into it. However, the truth of the matter is that many GIF and graphics makers that contribute greatly to numerous fandoms DO put in a significant amount of effort to make their GIFs look different from and better than the original video.


Keep reading

guess it’s time for my first follow forever with this blog! :’) I could never imagine I would reach this milestone so fast, especially after remaking and turning my writing around. and even if numbers are not really that important, it is still heartwarming and incredibly touching to see 6,000 people giving me and my writing a (second) chance.

Keep reading

When I Look at You {Percival Graves x Reader}

Requests are open!

Prompt: @effleurermonamourgravel : Just a really fluffy cute one about Graves x reader?? it’s up to you what it should be about <3

A/N: I linked a song for the romantic scene be sure to check it out.

Warnings: none

Originally posted by talking-limbo

You came home from work and crashed onto the mattress. Within in five minutes, you fell asleep. You woke up what felt like only twenty minutes later. The door opening woke you with a start. Percival stood in the doorway. He was slowly backing away and closing the door but you were already awake and sitting up.

“I’m so sorry..”

“No, it’s alright. I wasn’t getting much sleep anyway,” the exhaustion was apparent as you spoke. Percy walked over to the bed, kicked off his shoes, and shuffled under the blankets. 

“What are you doing?” you mumbled. He didn’t answer, instead, he wrapped his arm around your waist. 

“I know you had a rough day at work so you stay here, I’ll let you know when I’m done.” He got up and dashed out of the room leaving you laying in bed confused. 

Keep reading

Opening Night

Prompt: The first show of In The Heights was complete and being the good girlfriend that you are, you decide to be sober for the after party.

Pairing: Lin x reader

A/N: A quick drabble to get the gears moving again. Of course I didn’t proofread. Of course I’m going to do it once I post it. I was inspired to write this because of the ITH that flooded my dash today. P.S.: DID YOU KNOW SONNY IS THE NEW USNAVI?!

Lin’s suit jacket was tossed aside hours ago, lost in one of the tables in the venue.

His tie was next, loosened enough to for him to breathe while he danced with wild abandon.

Then the top two buttons of his shirt came undone and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, the heat from the bodies that surrounded the dance floor causing the thin material to cling to his body.

It was hours after the first show of In The Heights was completed, and Lin and the cast and crew were having the time of their lives. Your boyfriend, the genius behind the musical, was living it up, soaking in the success of the show. He laughed that crazy, maniac laugh of his, and shook his hips like his life depended on it. Lin was a social butterfly, and he fluttered around all night dancing with guests and taking celebratory shots.

You knew that he had enough when he was onstage, screaming a freestyle that professed his love and thanks to the cast. When he spotted you recording him, he pointed at you and leaped from the stage to grab you by the waist. “Yo this girl you see, the apple of my eye, center of my life, is going to be my wife!”

“Please stop,” you snorted as you pushed him away.

He cackled and pressed a sloppy, wet kiss on your cheek. Flashes from cameras and hoots from the crowd followed, and he jumped back on stage, yelling at the bartender for another round of shots. He and Robin, the biggest instigator of the night, stumbled to the bar, their greedy hands reaching for the shots Lin requested.

“Lin,” you said, having lost count of how many times you’ve said his name in that tone, “easy.” You take the second glass from his hand before he had the chance to drink it, and you couldn’t help but grin when he pouted and leaned forward to reach for the drink.

“Here, take this one,” Robin chimed in, drunkenly pushing a glass into Lin’s hand.

“You. Stop.” You spun to glare at Robin, “and oh my god, Lin,” you laughed when he clinked his glass against the one in your hand before downing the shot in one go.

“God, I couldn’t ask for anything more,” Lin yelled, slamming the glass down into the counter of the bar, “I just performed on Broadway and I’m going home with the most beautiful woman in the place!”

You smiled, reached for his tie, and pulled him down for a long kiss. The tangy taste of the alcohol was exhilarating and his hands that trailed down your back left a path of heat in their wake. But when his hands roamed down to your butt, you drew back. “Lin,” you warned when you heard Robin snickering beside you.

Luckily Chris and Lac whisked him away, and you were left to stare at your silly boyfriend who continued to dance the night away. You were fine with watching him from a distance; parties were never really your thing. Besides, tonight was Lin’s night. He deserved everything and more for what he’d accomplished.

When you saw him start to undo the remaining buttons of his shirt, you rushed forward, knowing that it was time to intervene. “Lin please,” you giggled as he reached for you. He took your hand and spun you so that your back faced his front.

“My lips feel numb,” Lin whispered against your ear, arms coming down so he hugged you from behind, “and the room is spinning, but I fucking feel great.”

You peeled yourself away from his body and squealed when he dragged you back into his arms. You give Lac an exasperated look when he pressed his nose against the curve of your neck, peppering kisses against your skin. “Lin.”

“Nothing compares to how happy I feel right now, not even when I was up there playing Usnavi or when I finally figured out how to right click on my Mac – do you remember that? I want to live in this moment forever.”

“You’re a sweet talker even while your drunk, Lin,” you hummed, smiling softly at his rambling.

He sloppily spun you around to face him. “You love it. You love me.”

You wiped the sweat off his forehead and gave him a kiss, rolling your eyes when an inebriated Robin interrupted to hand Lin another drink. “We’ll see how much I love you tomorrow,” you muttered, chasing after the two when they began to start a conga line with the cast and crew, “when you can barely get up from bed because of your hangover.”

A white shirt flung past your head and you let out an incredulous laugh when you recognized that it belonged to your boyfriend.

Happy opening night, Lin.

Cigarettes & Cush. | taeyong

Member: student!lee taeyong / student!reader
Genre/Warning(s): bullet point list [!!!], college!au, drugs, romance, angst, language. 
Word Count: 3,900+
     ↳ Parts: one | two | three

❝ he tasted how you imagined he would; like droplets of citrus beer and mint gum, ridding the last remnants of nicotine on his tongue for the night. Yet, that was only the obvious. Hints of his newfound reliance on you rested on his lips as well and spilled readily onto yours❞ 

Keep reading

Ch. 55 (probably)
  • *Shinoa and Mitsuba screaming in the bathroom*
  • *Yuu, worried that they're being attacked by someone, dashes into the room, followed by Mika who's worried about Yuu*
  • Yuu*totally ignoring that the both girls are only in their underwear* : "What happend?"
  • *Mitsuba covers her bra with her hands and screeches*
  • Shinoa*unashamed*: "Nothing~ Mitsu and I just had some fun~"
  • Mitsuba*angry* : "Fun, my ass!!!"
  • Shinoa: "Hi hi hi."
  • Mtsuba*even more angered*: "You!!!"
  • *Mitsuba takes Tenjiryuu, wanting to attack Shinoa, but Shinoa hides behind Mika, hoping he would dodge the attack*
  • *Mika's not able to react fast enough and gets the upper part of his uniform torn to pieces*
  • Yuu*staring at Mika's bare chest*: "O//O"
  • *Shinoa smiles mischievously behind Mika*
  • Mitsuba*shocked and blushing before bowing in apology*: I-I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to...I'm so sorry"
  • Mika*angry*: "Damn humans! Come on, Yuu-Chan, apparently they don't need any help, so let's go."
  • Yuu*still staring at hs bare chest*: "O//O"
  • Mika*irritated*: "Yuu-Chan?"
  • Yuu: "O//O"
  • Mika*placing both of his hands on Yuu's shoulders*: "Hey, Yuu-Chan, what's wrong?"
  • Yuu: "O//O"
  • Shinoa*popping up right beside Yuu, whispering: "Yuu-san, your gay side is showing."
  • Yuu*being pulled out of his trance, still blushing*: "W-what?! NO! I just- I mean- Shinoa!"
  • Shinoa*grinning*: "Fufufufu. There's no denying it, Yuu-san. Here are two really beautiful girls in this room only in their underwear and you have only eyes for Mika-san, or rather his bo-"
  • Yuu*cutting her off*: "Shinoa!!!"
  • Shinoa*unfazed by his angry expression and takes out Shikima-Doji*: "Oh, but don't worry. You're not the only one who gets his fun~"
  • Yuu: "Huh?! What do you-"
  • *Yuu also gets the upper part of his uniform torn into pieces*
  • Mitsuba and Mika: "O//O"
  • Yuu*angry and embarrassed*: "Shinoa!!! That's it, Mika, let's go."
  • Mika: "O//O"
  • Yuu: "Mika!"
  • Mika: "O//O"
  • Shinoa: "Fufufufufu~"
  • Yuu*totally angry, taking out Asuramaru*: "Just you wait, you little midget! You'll suffer for that!"
  • *Shinoa runs away while Yuu chases her through the bathroom, making loud noises, while Mika and Mitsuba still stand there blushing*
  • *The others dash into the room, worried about the loud noises*
  • Kimizuki*Kiseki-O in his hands, ready to attack*: "What's wrong?!"
  • Yoichi*right behind him with Gekkoin* : "Is everyone alright?"
  • *Narumi and Crowley slently standing behind the two, also with drawn weapons*
  • *Shinoa and Yuu stop running, startled by the sound of the opened door,looking at their friends*
  • *Kimizuki sees all of them have ripped clothes*: "What happend?"
  • Yuu*pointing at Shinoa*: "She started it all!"
  • Shinoa*giggling* "Oh, come on, Yuu-san. I just wanted you to have fun with your boyfr-"
  • Yuu: "Shinoa!!!"
  • Kimizuki*understanding that they had ripped off their clothes themselves*: "Are you fucking kidding me?!"
  • *Yoichi averts his gaze, blushing*
  • Narumi*exciting the room*: "Okay, that's it. I'm out. I can't believe I'm the only adult here!"
  • Crowley: "It's strange how much teenagers have changed over the past 800 years..."
the truth we didn't know

pairing: junkook x reader

genre ft. au’s: angst + royal au + hanahaki au

word count: 8.176

authors note: just wanted to say a quick thank you to my wonderful friend @taexquila for being so kind and for beta reading this mess you are so amazing i cri

summary: “Grant me strength to endure this torture, grant the prince strength to endure this agony.” And grant, God did not. Since the higher upper had so many more plans in mind.

The atmosphere was almost chilling as Prince Jungkook lazily trudged through the thick mass of the pearl white snow in nothing more than a silk black frock coat made with the finest of silk moths, a pair of suit trousers which was already starting to cling around his ankles and beige ankle boots. Lifting his head up, he aimlessly watched the tree’s lean and whisper, with a thin sheen of snow adorning them they looked like regal figures entwined in an intricate dance. Although there was a thick canopy of of gelid leaves bordering the woods, the snow still fell in slow, unretiring movements onto the uneven ground.

Keep reading

Worth It

July 17: Air Conditioning / It’s Complicated / Pride @bakudeku-week

The love story of Bakugou and Midoriya, as told by Class 1-A and associates.


Note: Multiple POV, Bakugou Katsuki Swears a Lot, Humor. Listen, you thought that I’d follow up that angst fest from yesterday’s prompt with some more angst, but nah. You’d be wrong.

Toshinori Yagi

All Might watched as the two of them made another lap around the track. Darkness was settling fast and security lights were flickering on, but still neither had finished, nor shown signs of serious exhaustion. He let them round the track a few more times before called a halt, letting them catch their breath. Both were panting and sweaty, but they weren’t glaring at each other anymore, but at him.

Keep reading

Y’ALL….. I’m utterly and completely astounded by the reception I’ve received since revamping last year. I joined the RPC five years ago around this time with a skeleton of a muse and no idea what I was doing. I’ve made some incredible friends along the way, friends that have shaped me as a person. You guys have kept me sane, made me smile, and been with me through some of the toughest moments in my life thus far. I adore each and every one of you. You are all so amazing and I can’t put into words how much you mean to me.

                                 ˜”*°•.  GIVEAWAY .°*˜

                                                            PRIZES  INCLUDE : 

                          a background suited for a pre-made theme of their choice  ( for reference click here )
                                                                      a promo          a custom PSD
                                                     a moodboard for your muse or ship of your choice 
                                                         a playlist for your muse or ship of your choice 
                                                          a portrait of your muse drawn by yours truly~

                                                                     RULES : 
                                                                   You must be following me yo!  
                                                               Only role playing blogs are eligible 
                                                       Likes don’t count since this is a bias list too~
                                                      Please don’t spam your followers with reblogs

                                    GIVEAWAY ENDS JULY 20TH 2017

Keep reading

Take a Shot

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

Summary: In which you confess your hidden love for your best friend of six years one day, and he’s licking alcohol off of your body in three. 

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre/Rating: Bestfriend!Jimin, Rated M

Word Count: 4.3k 

A/N: Ok but this pic sucked the life out of me wth, but this was for @wo0jins who is a hardcore Jimin enthusiast. Ty for always screaming with me about BTS at 2 in the morning <3

Living with Park Jimin was not as easy at it seemed, but you wouldn’t have it any other way- or at least that would have been your answer if you were asked in any other day but today.

Keep reading

Boundaries || Joe Sugg

summary: where joe becomes protective

word count: 923

request:  I was wondering if you can do an imagine where They’re doing the QNA and JJ becomes really flirty and inappropriate towards Y/N and Joe becomes all protective boyfriend.

a/n: sorry it’s been so long since i’ve posted an imagine, like i’ve said i have finals and stuff going on! my two hardest are done on monday so i’ll be back on track after that x


Joe was always protective of the people he loved: his parents, his sister, and especially Y/N. It didn’t help that his friends thought that what was his was theirs, and thought talking about his girlfriend’s body was open for discussion whenever he brought her up.  Every time he made sure that they were shot down, reminding them that she wasn’t property to be degraded. She was a person, who had been nothing but exceptional to a group of boys who didn’t always deserve it. But, there was nobody who pushed the boundaries like JJ.  

He didn’t know why he asked Y/N to come along and watch him film, but he couldn’t take back his invitation when he saw how excited she was to meet another one of his friends he thought so highly of until then. And after all, it was only supposed to be a Q&A, what would the harm be in that?

When the couple arrived, JJ immediately pulled Y/N into a tight hug, his hands slowly making their way down her waist.  She pulled apart before things he got too far.  Joe watched apprehensively as his friend whispered “it’s nice to meet you,” into her ear.  She smirked at him, trying to remain friendly.  But frankly, she was curious as to why he thought a normal handshake or side hug wouldn’t have sufficed.

“Ready to get started, mate?” Joe asked, hiding his frustration with a smile. He was beginning to regret bringing his girlfriend along.

Y/N was visibly uncomfortable at that point, but she walked her way behind the camera to sit on the couch pressed against the white walls. She sat silently as the two began to film.  But just before then, she caught JJ’s eyes grazing over her body, focusing intently on her low cut shirt.  He knew she noticed, but didn’t seem to care much.  It wasn’t until Joe tapped his friend that he snapped back into reality.

She watched them as they began to answer questions, instantly observing how vulgar JJ’s answers were.  But, she shrugged them off, chipping the week old polish off of her nails, or scrolling through her phone.  When the next question was announced, Y/N’s eyes shot back to the two in front of the camera.

“I like this one, okay. Describe Zoella in one word?” JJ asked, reading the question off of his phone.

“This is a hard question,” Joe started, laughing. “Uhhh, relative, yeah, relative.”  Turning over to his friend, Joe said “how would you describe my sister in one word?”

Y/N sat up at the edge of the couch, anxious for what JJ would respond with.  She had known him all of fifteen minutes, or less, and yet she could tell he wasn’t one to have a filter.

With a silence lingering for a few minutes, he finally said “great..personality.”  It was obvious he had something else inside he was itching to announce.

“That’s two words! Okay, one word to describe my sister.  3-2-1.”

“Bangable!” He blurted, before fake dashing out of frame.

Y/N sat with her mouth parted open slightly, uneasy and shocked.  This kid clearly doesn’t care about boundaries, is he really going to post this? She thought to herself, wondering how much more disrespectful he would become before the video was over.  She and Joe made eye contact, and she could tell how frustrated he was becoming.  But his friend wasn’t done just yet.

When JJ finally sat back in his chair, he placed his arm on Joe’s shoulder unapologetically.  “And she’s not the only girl in your life I’d like to have a piece of,” he said, winking at Y/N.

In that moment, Y/N felt nauseous, and even more so, violated. “I think I’m gonna go wait downstairs in the lobby or something,” she mumbled, wrapping her jacket around her.  She didn’t want to stick around and hear what else he had to say.

“Oh come on, Y/N, you don’t have to leave,” JJ insisted, shifting his body closer towards hers.

When she just headed for the door, Joe finally spoke up.

“You know what, I think it’s better if we film this another time.  Or maybe not at all,” Joe exclaimed, clearly irritated.

“Why, because of what I said about them being bangable? I’m just saying the truth!”

“Do you ever stop to think about how what you’re saying is going to make other people feel? Zoe’s my sister and she watches your videos, Alfie does too. You think we’re all just cool with you saying that?  Y/N’s my girlfriend, and she’s literally in the room, you’re fucked, dude.”

“It’s just a joke, mate.”

Mate, we both know you’re not joking, let me know when you learn how to respect a girl,” Joe spat, reaching for his coat in the corner of the room.

As the pair walked down the hallway, Joe linked his hand in hers.  “Look, I’m sorry he was like that, I didn’t think he’d be like that in front of you, or to you, actually.”

“It’s not your fault, you don’t have to apologize for him.”

“I know it’s not but I hate seeing you like that, you don’t deserve to be talked about like that.”

She scrunched her nose, gently squeezing her boyfriend’s hand.  “Well, thank you.  But all that matters to me is how you treat me, and I’m lucky you never make me feel like I’m just an object.”

“I’d never dream of it, love.”

anonymous asked:

Boy those Paley pictures are something else. That was way before my time (I didn't even know Outlander - books and show - existed then) but man. Sam and Cait sure wore their feelings on their faces for everyone to see. Cait was pretty possessive then by the looks of those pics. Wasn't that around the time of Sam stopping in the middle of the marathon? If someone asked me from those photos I'd say couple without a doubt. What a difference from some of the recent photos. It's a shame.

I hadn’t read the books or seen the show when Paley gifs showed up on my dash. They may school it better now, either out of necessity or because of the natural amount of chill a lot of relationships settle into as time passes, but they seriously can’t be surprised anyone thought they were together. Or, at the very least, had rocked the Trailer of Love a few times.

Sam’s “if we were together we wouldn’t say” doesn’t hold water when applying the old adage of actions speaking louder than words. They still exhibit so many of those behaviors that caught my eye. It’s the sweetest, most irritatingly complex game of I Spy, but my ass still gladly plays it.


Rogue One Crew Reimagined as Dragons for @captaincoffeegirl515‘s birthday!!

(click on pictures for better readability captions)

Short summaries below the cut

Keep reading

Easily Bewildered

Bewildered; the first time someone used the word, I nearly laughed aloud.
There was a group of varied students sitting across the lawn, grouped together in the shade of a tree, all decked out in weird jewelry and with circles around their eyes, hurried pen ink on their wrists. I was at a picnic bench, sitting with my friends from lab, working on some report or something. There was a lull in the conversation, and the hushed voices, filled with awe, scattered across the grass of the lawn towards us. I was looking absentmindedly at my phone, and when I heard the strange phrase, I burst out laughing. Their voices were so quiet, almost afraid, and like so much else at this school, I didn’t take it into account. I instantly lumped them in with the other students, overly superstitious and quiet, clinging to their iron and their salt like this was some episode of Supernatural.
The first time I heard bewildered, I laughed. 

The second time, it was coming from the mouth of my Hall Advisor, in the longest informational lecture I’d gotten that year. I was sitting on a couch in the overly cramped common room, squished in-between two of my closest friends from bio lab, and we were already bored and over dramatically rolling our eyes at one another before it even began. They were talking firmly, as if they believed in everything they were saying, reminding us very sternly of the “advice” from the beginning of the year. Every year. It was about the third or fourth time I’d heard this lecture, despite not having been here that many years. Sometimes, I wondered if the weirdness would ever end, and just leave me to do my labs and lose my mind in peace.
“Don’t go out late at night, if you have to, make sure you stay on the path.” Well, duh. I looked to my right, and met the eyes of my lab partner, who was just perishing of boredom. I could tell she wanted to be on her phone, but we’d managed to be polite this far, so maybe we could make it to the end of the meeting. Our HA would appreciate it.
“Don’t go near the woods. We’ve had way more kids get bewildered this year, it’s not normal and you all really need to step it up.” I snickered. The friend to my left said something under eir breath, and my other friend suppressed a laugh, and we tried, really hard.
Our HA didn’t appreciate it. They stared us down for a moment, while some other students clutched their iron necklaces or slipped hands into pockets, making fists around what was probably salt, if I knew this floor well enough. I elbowed my lab partner in the side, and she shut up, em quickly following suit. Shockingly, we managed the rest of the meeting, finally slipping out and snickering, finally sharing all of the snide comments that had built up the whole time. Other students walked out glumly, faces pale, shoulders slumped.

Keep reading

Weird and Awkward

Anon: Can you please write a fluff about Gray? Where you’re a new crew in AOMG and you’re as awkward and as weird as Gray so you clicked and he likes you? Thank you so much, I love your works!❤ 

Gray x Reader - Fluff

You roamed in and out of the studios being extremely nosey, you strolled into the room that Jay and Hyukwoo were chillin’ in. You picked up a black cap and placed it on “Ah, that's Sungwhas cap” You made eye contact with Jay and nodded your head. You liked how it looked on you, you smiled as you admired the cap in the mirror “That cap looks better on you than me” You wriggled your eyebrows and struck a pose “I know right?” Hyukwoo chuckled at your weird pose and Jay rolled his eyes “We don’t need another weirdo around here, one is enough” You glanced at Jay with a straight face “Sorry, I didn’t mean to take away your spot of being the weirdo…” Hyukwoo stared at you and Sungwhas mouth fell open as Jay watched you unimpressed “Y/n that was just plain awkward” You shrugged your shoulder before fixing the cap on your head “Was a good try though.”

Hoody yelled out for you as your stylists were here to measure you for your outfits, you said bye to the boys however just as you were about to leave you tripped on thin air, you managed to clutch onto the wall to stop you from falling. You made eye contact with Sungwha and gave him an awkward smile before dashing out the door.

Hoody stood by the door to make sure that the boys wouldn’t try to peek in, you stood awkwardly as you didn’t know what to do with your hands. Hoody grinned as she found you adorable, Elo requested for Hoody so she soon had to leave. You didn't mind though, you stood in the middle of the room with your jeans off as the stylist went out to get you another pair to try on, it was a good thing that your t-shirt was long enough to cover your underwear. You stood quietly and glanced around the room before Sungwha broke into the room and locked the door behind him, you were a little alarmed however you didn't say anything until he turned around.

“Oh, my -Y/n! I didn’t know you were here! I’m so sorry!” You burst out laughing, which made Sungwha look at you with confusion “Where is your shirt?!” He immediately covered his bare chest embarrassed, his cheeks flushed a bright pink, he looked down and noticed your bare legs “Where are your jeans?…” You glanced down at your legs and shrugged your shoulders “I don't know?…” You both made eye contact and burst out laughing at the absurd situation. Sungwha turned around to open the door and leave “You have nice abs but I like your music more” Sungwha twisted around and smiled at you, he liked how weird and direct you were. Sungwha was about to say something, however, Hoody marched into the room “Get out!” He gave you an apologetic smile before hurrying out the door.

You stepped out the room with Hoody as soon as your stylists were finished with you, you sighed relieved that it was over, you went back into the room that Hyukwoo and Jay hadn’t left. You stood in the middle of the room while Hoody sat next to Jay “Are you going to sit down or?” You stared at Hyukwoo as he smiled at you amused “Do you know where Sungwha is?” Hyukwoo and Jay glanced at each other with mischievous smiles on their faces, you rolled your eyes and marched out the room. You couldn’t find Sungwha anywhere, he wasn’t in his studio and he wasn’t in any of the other rooms, you sighed in defeat thinking he might have gone home. You pouted to yourself disappointed as you desired to see him, you swiftly turned around and stepped into something or rather someone. You rubbed your nose and glanced up at the person you had just bumped into “Sungwha!” He stared at you awkwardly as he didn’t know what to say, you had just bumped into him and without much thought gave him a friendly smile. 

“Are you okay?” You nodded your head and gave him a thumbs up “I was looking for you” At those words his heart started racing, he gazed into your eyes, he found you charming and admired how weird you were “Well you found me…” You both stood in an awkward silence, you sighed and giggled as he glanced around the room “You’re cute!” He stared at you, a small smile was gradually appearing on his lips along with a light red tint on his cheeks. You really were something, he liked how you both became friends instantly, he appreciated how you wanted to spend time with him instead of the other guys, he grinned at you and seized your hand in his, you repeated the smile and squeezed his hand.

I like you Y/n

a/n thank u for reading & sorry for any mistakes!

so yours truly has had this blog for about a year now. at first it was just a music blog, then i caved and made it a 1975 blog. it’s still kinda that but honestly this blog is messy LOL. anyways i decided to make a follow forever for my mutuals bc all of u are 2 cool 4 me. it’s always nice to see y’all on my dash. even if we don’t chat much, i guarantee it’s bc i’m anxious you’ll hate me bc i’m lame. thanks for being lovely humans, hmu anytime. xoxo, annamarie <3


@102em @1975phlic @19dink-in-pink75 @89trumanblack 


@acnematty @aghost-inschoolclothes @a-simple-diuretic @asstitic-juxtapusstition @babblingblog @baddiehealy @bedforddaze @bedfordmaine @beds-scars-spending @birminghann @blush1975 @bobhallstan @bougon @boysinjumperzonbikes @catch-these-hanns @ceciliaandthesatellite @c-hemicallysoheavenly @chvngeofhevrt @cometomybedford @corcaine @d-ntyoumind @dancinglikeshewayout @etherealhealy @figuremyheartout @figuremyheartout-1975


@gustingirl  @hallaluna @headcarsgeorge @headcarssobbing @healymatty  @hellishhealy @hellomylovelies  @internetemo @ithvka @itsthe1975band @iusedtobeabaker @jullia-bo @justasimplediuretic @junkiedanes @katyafucker @keep-them-perplexed @killxyourxmind @kt–healy @liv-1975


@matthews–healy @mattyhealys-bitch @mattyhhealsme @mattyintheden @mattysfloraltie @mattyheaux @mattysigh @mattyspacifier @megan-healy1975 @messyhealy @musicscum @mxttyheally @myashtraygirl @my-irregular-heart-beat @mythingsmycarmyliving @narcissist-matty @normal-never-heard-of-it @ofcoursetheymind @pay-youreffingtaxes @pleasedontbenaked @problamatty @pxressure @rectanglecult @rosematty @rossisworthit @rossmacdimples 


@saxywaughyy @severingsnapes @silverslip @sleepymatty1975 @somebodye1se @soupjohn @stroke-my-glabella-please @sufjcn @talktomattyaboutit @the-1970-fcking-5 @the1975directory @the1975-vibes @theeeee1975 @theadamhanns @thejohnnybond @the-marina-effect @thenineteenseventymine @theresticandowithoutt @thoughtsaboutmatty @transientity @truerobbers @trumansglow @trvmanblac @ugh-matty @undo-mvtty @vansmccan @vicevirtue @voguematty @wanderesshealy @wellposhmatty @yttamyttam @yungbedford @zangeldust 

anonymous asked:

I headcanon Damian as being trans male, he was born a girl because of a "mistake" when the scientists were coding his genetics to be perfect, but Talia raised him as if he were a boy (using male pronouns, etc) just so that if he inherited Ra's kingdom there would technically be a "woman" running it (BC I think I heard Ra's didnt let her inherit it BC she is female) so it would just be like a kick in the teeth for him. Damian actually identifies as a boy tho, do you have any headcannons to add?

oooo i really like that, that’s interesting. 

  • Damian doesn’t think of any of his body parts as feminine in anyway and doesn’t understand why some people do. He sees himself as a boy and his body parts as boy parts.
  • When Talia was giving him “the talk” she had to explain to him that even though his sex was female, his gender was male that way he could inherit Ra’s kingdom. He was suppose to be extra careful if/when he had sex for fear of pregnancy and he was suppose to use both tampons and pads during his period so no blood would get on any of his clothing. If any did, he was suppose to get rid of them somehow
  • Damian is always slightly jealous of cis-boys because they have a naturally lower weight as well build muscle easier where he has to work extra hard for it
  • The only other person who knows he is a trans boy is a stray cat that visits him every day for food. The cat’s name is Secret because they keep all of Damian’s secrets for him
  • During training, he used an ace bandage to keep himself flat because Talia wouldn’t get him a binder for fear of Ra’s finding out
  • Damian detests all things that are slightly feminine because that was how he was taught to be. He hates anything pink or purple, refuses to play games like Animal Crossing because “they’re for girls’ and won’t even go near the Disney Princess movies
  • When Bruce took Damian in, he was the first to tell Damian about the word trans. Damian just went “ok” and walked away because he didn’t need a label for what he was, he was a boy and that’s that.