i never would have got this as a kid

I know this may sounds really weird, but I’m pretty sure I got Katniss’ sexuality down.

Katniss never shows interest in anyone romantically or physically. Not even the hot hunter guy she spends the weekends with. Her disinterest is so apparent that in CF it’s stated that Katniss has earned a reputation for being “pure”.

I would’ve labeled her as being ace/aro if not for the fact that she does show signs of attraction. But only to one person

When does she first state that she “feels hunger”? With Peeta

Who does she think about when she kisses other guys? PEETA

Who does she admit love to, marry, have kids with, and then presumably spends the rest of her life with? PEETA FUCKING MELLARK

Katniss isn’t ace, pan, bi, straight, or even gay

She’s Peetasexual

the-bees-niece  asked:

multiples of 4!

4. What’s your religion?
I’m not religious

8. Do you like bubble bath?
I’ve never been a fan of baths period

12. Vegetable or meat?
Meat. Hands down

16. Do any hard drugs?

20. Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?
My girlfriend tells me nearly everyday

24. Had to lie to EVERYONE about how you felt?

28. Do you sing in the shower?
Very rarely

32. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?
When I got my state ID after I turned 18. But I’ll be getting one in a few days here for my passport!!

36. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?
A vet for like 5 minutes until my dad told me how much schooling that would be. Then it was a professional hockey player and an artist

40. Wear slippers?
Yes. They’re fuzzy and batman

44. Can you curl your tongue?

Relationship preference:
48. Shy or open?
I relate more to shy people so probably shy

52. Straight edge or non straight edge?
Straight edge

“I call them clobber verses. There are six of them. They’re the verses that get used to hammer gay people. The funny thing is that I never felt pressured by God himself. Only his followers. But I desperately wanted God to change me. I didn’t want to be part of a group with so much shame attached to it. So I started praying in my twenties for God to make me straight. If I could have taken a pill, I would have. I joined the ministry. I got married. I told my wife that I’d had experiences with men, but I convinced both of us that I could choose to be different. I wanted to be normal. I wanted kids. I thought it was just a matter of commitment. I even tried to take reparative therapy classes—just to show her I was serious. They tried to teach me that homosexuality wasn’t real. They said that I’d just had an overbearing mother. But I couldn’t change. I kept slipping up. I couldn’t give my wife what she needed. My marriage ended. I had tried so hard but nothing worked. I got so angry with God for not keeping up his end of the bargain. But after some time, I finally realized why he wouldn’t change me. He never felt like he needed to.”




This quote often saved me in the past, because you know that all of my animations are made with a Nintendo DSi, I always got the “well … you should try something more professional, buy a tablet” or “It’s funny but it’s for kids, try another program, with “clear” lines”, When you got too much of this you ask to yourself if you are going to the wrong way, but I love my DSi and it was the only thing I got to animate so I DIDN’T QUIT ! 

If I listened to these people, who certainly don’t even remember me “lol”, this blog would never exist ! So please ! Keep doing what you make and Love it ! 

Passion is for me one of the best energy we got ! We don’t have to leave it.

Few days ago I reached 100 000 followers, you can’t imagine how shocked I was, I never excepted a number that huge ! I was afraid of thinking so many people are watching my pigeons xD (and that so many people see my English mistakes ;u;)  but now I’m fine ^^’

I’m always happy to see that many people laugh, have fun and are happy seeing my animations and I will keep going this way because now I really love doing it and knowing that it bring so much happiness is enough for me to know that I will never stop ! 

Thank you everyone for your huge support ! I’m pleased to learn you some french :D !! Never be afraid to ask me things if you want to learn some ;) ! 

I wish you the best ! Je vous souhaite tout de bon ! 

I never see anyone talking about how kids can abuse adults though. 

Growing up I saw a lot of adult teachers get bullied by students and it sucked. They would purposely push them to their breaking point until they exploded, yelled, cursed, threw desks, and the ones who didn’t have that kind of reaction would just quit or end up fired because the kids would start rumors. One was because our new math teacher was effeminate so the guys thought “obviously this guy is gay and he’s after our dicks” and if he was ever nice to a male student (which… he was nice and friendly with EVERYONE and was the best teacher we’d had that year) they would start whispering behind me, “yo, look at that, did you see that? He’s flirting with his male students, that’s nasty” and so they made trouble for him. 

My mother worked at a Discovery Zone type place when I was little and she would come home and break down crying because groups of little boys would call her names, call her stupid her whole shift.

I had friends in childhood who absolutely abused their parents. They were relentless and mean and hacked them into submission and it made for a lot of awkward moments when I would hang with them, because I couldn’t do anything since… they were my abuser too.

Just because you’re a minor doesn’t mean knives you throw are not sharp and won’t hit someone. The fact that so many kids on this site use their age as a weapon, as a way to say “but nothing I do has any impact because I have no social power” is SCARY and we need to try to make people aware of this kind of stuff from a young age because most people who are like that don’t really realize it and they need guidance and rehabilitation so the cycle can stop. Because those people grow up and have kids and do it to their kids and they don’t learn that it’s not normal or okay, that they cannot deny reality by controlling the people around them. 

But sometimes it isn’t always that way, some of those parents were so nice and kind and I considered like family, and they just had absolute evil villains for kids. 

Check in with yourselves, guys. Especially right now. There’s a lot of upsetting stuff being shoved in our faces all the time and it makes it hard not to get tunnel vision when our emotions get out of control, especially with the pressure to perform by a lot of social circles on tumblr. And if you’re young and a lot of this is new, pace yourself, you’re learning, and you need to be open to the idea of learning more and know that us being adults doesn’t mean we’re just out of touch boring old farts who don’t know anything. We’ve lived things and we have experience and when we say to you that it’s not okay to tell people who like things you do not like to kill themselves, we’re not “apologists”… we’re the survivors too. 

Black women

First everybody complained about us “not having hair”
Then when we “got hair” y'all complained about us wearing weave
Now that black women are going natural and using neat products to maintain their natural hair, y'all complain that you’re “sick of all these Shea Butter bitches” and this “sudden, obviously fake black pride”
So after much thought and deep contemplation my only conclusion is
FUCK ALL you bigoted ankh niggas who think “the black wombman” should be chaste while you got 7 kids with six different mothers, FUCK ALL you barbershop “I only date white/light skin girls” ass niggas with your weak ass fades, FUCK ALL you white fuckboys who chase after girls with fake lips breasts and asses but call black women “hoes” for having that shit naturally, FUCK ALL you asian/hispanic fuckboys who want to sleep with black/dark girls but would never even think about bringing one home to your family because we’re not “good enough” for you, FUCK ALL you fake AllLivesMatter feminists who stan for Taylor Swift and her basic lanky ass or yell “Vote Hillary” but went mum’s the word as a 14-year old black child was dragged across the pavement by her HAIR since it’s “not really hers anyway so it probably doesn’t even hurt that bad”, just 100% royally and sincerely FUCK ALL YALL because you never once gave a damn about black women but at the same time wanna police our hair and bodies and self-conduct when you yourselves ain’t shit never was shit and never will be shit

Hamilton, an American Musical: a summary
  • Alexander Hamilton: Damn, this kid survived and then some
  • Aaron Burr, Sir: I have no idea what I'm doing
  • My Shot: But it seems like none of you do either!
  • The Story of Tonight: We have heartwarming aspirations
  • The Schuyler Sisters: Fuck the patriarchy
  • Farmer Refuted: Bro the king's not going to do anything
  • You'll Be Back: Oh shit, I guess he is
  • Right Hand Man: Desk work??? You've got to be kidding
  • Winter's Ball: I think we're drunk
  • Helpless: This is the best love story ever
  • Satisfied: Never mind
  • The Story of Tonight Reprise: We're definitely drunk
  • Wait For It: Surprise, surprise! I do have ambitions!
  • Stay Alive: THIS FUCKING GUY
  • Ten Duel Commandments: Could this be foreshadowing? Nah
  • Meet Me Inside: I done fucked up
  • That Would Be Enough: Apparently my wife doesn't mind
  • Guns and Ships: We're kicking ass. Alex! Come kick ass with us!
  • History Has Its Eyes on You: Okay son time to tell you how the world works
  • Yorktown: Everyone's kicking ass except the British
  • What Comes Next?: Time for King George to have a hissy fit
  • Dear Theodosia: This love is so pure oh my god
  • Non-Stop: I'm still kicking ass but now I'm a lawyer
  • What'd I Miss: All-American dance party
  • Cabinet Battle #1: Well I lost that argument AND control of my emotions!
  • Take a Break: Sorry fam I have to stay here and obsess over banks
  • Say No to This: An affair? Well, I'm only a politician with a lot of money. What could possibly go wrong?
  • The Room Where It Happens: Politics are frustrating
  • Schuyler Defeated: Is this about me? Of course it is. Everything's about me
  • Cabinet Battle #2: Screw France we gotta look out for America
  • Washington On Your Side: We like to call ourselves the Bitter Squad
  • One Last Time: You guys are exhausting I'm out
  • I Know Him: Your baby nation antics are amusing to me
  • The Adams Administration: I will roast everyone
  • We Know: Okay now I know what could go wrong
  • Hurricane: My past is sad
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: Turns out I will also roast myself
  • Burn: Alex is a self centered little shit
  • Blow Us All Away: I'm my father's son: combative and full of pride
  • Stay Alive Reprise: Whoops
  • It's Quiet Uptown: There could not be a worse coincidence than that stupid pamphlet and our son's death
  • The Election of 1800: Okay I know I'm supposed to be grieving but here's one final roast for y'all
  • Your Obedient Servant: Passive aggressive fight turns into real fight
  • Best of Wives and Best of Women: The hell are you going boy
  • The World Was Wide Enough: Whoops Pt 2
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: Eliza wins the prize for best character growth you can all go home

…never mind me

anonymous asked:

Can you do a scenario on what kind of dads they would be pretty please?!

you got it anon! 


  • “hi hungry, i’m dad” “pls dad i’m so hungry” “……………….. hi so hungry, i’m dad” 
  • drives around a minivan 
  • dad jeans swag 
  • those ahjusshi jokes he makes?? oh buddy they’ve upgraded
  • literally every sentence out of his mouth is a pun 
  • groans only fuel him 
  • makes him more powerful, the daddest dad
  • for the first 3 years of his kids life he always was holding them in some way, their feet have never touched the ground 
  • always packs their lunch for school 
  • stress bought all the baby stuff very early on in the pregnancy 


  • cried when he held his kid for the first time (*sobbing* i love you so so so much and your cheeks were so chubby and there’s no baby more beautiful than you ever)
  • cried harder when he saw their little feet 
  • lots of kisses
  • falls asleep a lot with them in his arms bc he doesn’t want to let them go 
  • hundo p took off work to be with his child 24/7
  • vows to never return to work bc this little ball of sunshine is his LIFE 
  • found out that his kid really really likes the monkey magic song so the other apartments can hear kim jonghyun just passionately belting out MONKEY MONKEY MAGIC MONKEY MAGIC MONKEY MONKEY MAGIC MONKEY MAGIC MONKEY MONKEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY at all times
  • can braid really well 
  • super supportive but also super embarrassing (“honey??? do you want to go bra shopping??? is it time for that yet???”) 


  • one of those people who says his kid’s age in months (minho: ”he’s two!!! just say two years old!!!”)
  • floods everyone’s newsfeed with pics of his kid (”seriously kibum pls stop posting their poops”) 
  • THE pta dad
  • once had a smackdown with another parent for talking shit about his kid 
  • you bet your ass he found out who it was and protected his baby. martha is banned from the pta FOR LIFE!!!!!!!!!
  • what a fucking legend 
  • bought so many pairs of baby socks and hats 
  • his child is so well-dressed they were scouted as a baby model 


  • when he hears he’s going to be a dad, babyproofs the house completely
  • threw out all his knives, forks, and chopsticks 
  • he only owns spoons now 
  • is just so amazed he just made another human 
  • his fridge is always stocked with cartons on cartons of milk
  • motto: “okay but don’t tell mom” 
  • really good at doing the airplane thing with his legs 
  • keeps a really meticulous scrapbook and makes lots of home videos 
  • turns the living room upside to make forts and castles 
  • always down to play dress up and pretend, gets super into it 


  • “you can’t name your child taemin pt. 2” 
  • made a three inch thick baby binder with all the information he would ever need to know from newborn to early adulthood (”i just want to be READY”) 
  • honestly was nervous at first but he’s researched literally everything he knows what to do in all situations 
  • plays piano for his kid while they sleep 
  • baby food tastes gross 

I saved this back in 2013 with the biggest smile on my face. My best friend since first grade & the other half of me had always worried about what life would be like without each other. I read it and my heart felt so full, but I giggled when I saved it, thinking that we would never ever have to worry about this.

Growing up, he struggled with finding out who he really was. He felt most comfortable running around with a shirt off and spiked hair flirting with girls. We both got weird looks because that little kid, who clearly looked like a boy, was actually a little girl Michelle. I didn’t mind the weird looks or the silly talk. This was my best friend & they could dress and be however they wanted. As time went on this got more and more difficult. The voices got louder, especially from family. He didn’t feel accepted. He didn’t know what was wrong with him. He wanted to be a boy, but he wanted friends and family more for awhile. He tried to make sense of all of it. He tried to dress girly and do whatever it took to not feel like his family was disgusted. But the more he hid behind who he was “supposed” to be, the more miserable he got.

April 2015 Michael decided he didn’t care anymore. He, after years of us talking behind closed doors about it, decided he was ready to love himself instead and medically transition. We would get excited about weight gain, drops in voice, and things coming together to feel like he could breathe in his own skin. His family, though, decided it was necessary to cut off ties. This along with issues at work, loss of friends, and no other trans person to talk to about his experience helped spin his depression and anxiety even faster.

There were multiple suicide attempts. It seemed like the same routine every month or so. But on January 20th, 2016 things went different. I got the call I feared for since we were 15 years old. His overdose and the week of him being hooked to ventilators threw me into shock. It was like I was staring from the outside in and watching my world crash down in front of me like some sort of drama/horror film.

I watched my best friend take his last breath on January 25th 2016 while he was surrounded by myself and his family that, still confused and disgusted, sat there wondering how things could have went so wrong. They blamed it on traumatic events in his life, they blamed it on the hormone injections, & they blamed it on each other.. I wished that I could use every bit of air in my lungs to bring him back, but looking around at his family I understood why he was ready to go

To anybody trans, anybody close to somebody trans, or anybody dealing with suicide (whether it be yourself or somebody close to you): don’t leave those who love you to fight for you all alone. Hold on just a little longer. You might think ending your life will “make people finally see” but in his family’s case, it didn’t. It has been a year and I’m still trying to figure out ways to keep fighting for him, but it’s so much harder without him here. You all deserve happiness. It might take years to achieve it, but there are people out there begging for you to stay, even if you don’t see it. Things can get better.

This big text from my best friend was saved when it was sent, while I giggled and knew that we would never be in the situation he was talking about.

Here I am, 3 and a half years after the text sent & a year after his suicide, understanding that fear of his & wishing I could just talk to him. I understand why he wanted to leave this cold world, but I wish I could have him within reach just for a bit once in awhile to know he’s okay, to tell him all of the good&bad since he has been gone, and just to tell him I love him until my lungs give out.

The Villain Wrangler, 4.6k, based on this post, and I wonder why I never finish any projects in a timely fashion

“You won’t believe the request I got handed today,” Danica said. Maddie looked up at her.

“Yeah? Try me,” she challenged.

Danica told her. Maddie didn’t believe it.


“You have a kid who wants to meet Loki,” Maddie said. “The Loki. Like, New York and aliens Loki, that one?”

“Of course I told them that was off the table,” Danica said. “I mean…obviously. But…god. The little girl - Midge - was just devastated. And I was half thinking, you know, how would I hypothetically make this happen, but that’s just…crazy. We can’t.”

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cs winter hiatus memeCaptain Swan in Season 3A

& just who are you, Swan?
Wouldn’t you like to know?
Perhaps I would.

honestly imagine hogwarts when james and lily first walked down the hallway holding hands…. i am so here for all the cliches imagine how some of the students’ jaws dropped to the floor because “oh my god….. potter and evans are, like, touching.” imagine the staff room conversations: “this was my doing, you know. why else do you think i paired them up for the potions project?” “please, slughorn. we all know it’s much more due to the fact that i made them write a charms essay together. one they got an o on, if i may add.” the money that exchanged hands as everyone collected up on bets and the poor kids who couldn’t buy anything at hogsmeade for like two months because they never thought this would happen. best of all, imagine mcgonagall and dumbledore sitting in his office. “have a lemon drop, minerva.” “shut up, albus. i can’t believe you won. if they had just waited two more months….” “tragic, minerva. now, hand over your signed, limited edition copy of hogwarts, a history

Jesse McCree is a tragedy

I never fully realized how sad Jesse McCree’s story is. He got pulled into a gang when he was still a kid and probably killed people before he was even a legal adult. When he finally was given a purpose and had a family it ended in a way that would have probably shattered any trust he had in people. Some of the closest people to him were the causes and he would have felt so betrayed. In his comic when he says Talon uses the Blackwatch playbook he calls it ‘My Playbook’, meaning he knows they were agents who betrayed Overwatch. And now no matter what he does he’s blamed for it which has made him an outlaw, which also means that he could never go back to Overwatch until he clears his name or no longer has a bounty on his head, because he wouldn’t want to drag them into it. That and he spent Christmas alone, passed out in a bar, with Sombra potentially scheming lord knows what. Jesse McCree is such a sad character and the fact that he’s still good and trying to make a difference is beautiful, but I just want him to be happy and safe.

We’re A Family

Day 13 of 25 Days of Christmas

Summary: “I adopted a kid and you help me take care of them all the time since we’re neighbours, but you came over and got so involved in the kid’s life they think that we’re both parents instead of just me.”

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A/N: Day 13! This is coming a little later than usual as I was in a plane with no wifi, going back home.

Dan couldn’t really explain how he had decided he was ready to have kids. If he decided to be truthful with himself, he could almost say that there had never been any particular point where he thought he would make a good father. Most of the time, it was actually the other way around, thinking that anyone unfortunate enough to have to call him dad would be ruined for life.

Everything changed the second he met Lizzie. He had been volunteering at an orphanage for a couple of weeks and, even though he found all the kids adorable and enjoyed playing with them, no one really caught his attention in the way Lizzie did.

She showed up on his fifth week of volunteering and Dan swore he could feel himself falling in love right away. Lizzie was just adorable. With her fiery red hair and freckles all over her face, she had him wrapped around her little finger from the very beginning and Dan couldn’t find it in himself to complain. It definitely helped that Lizzie seemed to get really attached to him quite quickly as well.

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Ensure Them That They Are Loved Early

So I was just sitting here thinking randomly about how I used to get bullied as a kid in elementary being a young gay boy. I was always feminine so it was very obvious to everyone that I was gay although I never admitted to it naturally at that age, but I remember a few years ago my mother telling me about how I should have done this and said that, referring to the fact that I never told anyone in my family anytime I got picked on, beat up or even jumped at that yonger age. I lived in Gary at that time as a feminine gay boy under the age of 10 and I grew up with a house full of women, so to tell them that I got picked on at school and the reason why would have basically meant telling on myself (coming out/outing myself), which I obviously wasn’t ready to do at that age. Now all that time that I was a kid and even going into my teen years, adults and even teenagers would tell me how to speak and how to walk and act to be “less girly” I even remember our pastor pulling me to the side after church one day and telling me something along the lines of how I need to stop all that “girl stuff”, my mother whooped me once because I had clear nail polish on my nails, and my older cousins husband at a time teaching me how to “sit” on a couch more manly when me and my sister stayed with them out of town for a summer. Now those things happened at different times in my life but mostly between the ages 7-10. So I never cared about any of the masculine ways that people tried to teach me and it hurt being scolded for doing stuff that came naturally and things I liked that didn’t effect anyone other than myself, but growing up in Gary at that age I couldn’t say anything, I had to “stay in a child’s place”. Eventually time passed we moved from Gary still in Indiana but a much better safer city, long story short on this part I became more comfortable and loving of myself came out and then came out completely in high school, where I later came to terms my late sophomore year that I’m Transgender. So referring back to when I said that a few years ago my mother told me I should have said this and that yada yada about getting bullied and criticized when I was a kid, the thing about that statement is, no one can tell me (HERE COMES THE PROFANITY) what the fuck I “should have” said or done. Now as a 23 going on 24 year old TransAndrogynous woman, no one can tell me what I should have done when I was a child because for one the time has passed so should’ve, could’ve, would’ve and two none of these people who are still in my life now can put themselves in that position. As a heterosexual woman in her mid/late 30s at the time my mother was just that a heterosexual woman so she couldn’t possibly know how it felt to be in a gay boys shoes under the age of 10 living in the hood. None of the women in my family nor men for that matter could put themselves in my shoes so that I could have a solution, I was raised in a loving environment but that being said it still wasn’t an environment that was presented to me at that age as an environment where I can be myself and be comfortable and loved. At that age I didn’t think I could come out or just be myself because everybody always tried to get me to be something I wasn’t and I was too young to say anything because I thought I wouldn’t be loved anymore if everybody heard I was gay from my own mouth. So I feel like as a 23 year old TransAndrogynous who has surpassed being a gay boy and a gay teenage boy, how can you say, “You should have” with such ease as if you’ve been there and dealt with it? I know I’m not the only person who’s gone through this but I don’t believe it’s talked about enough and the issue with it is, these days everyone is having children left and right with no knowledge on what they could be possibly and/or truly raising. My grandmother used to always say “you never know what you’re having/raising”, yes people are having girls and boys but they don’t know nor do the consider that they could be having/raising a gay child, a trans child, a child that could be androgynous or a gender fluid child, or a child who considers themself to not have a gender etc. Very few to none of people actually consider these things, they just think I’m going to have a little girl or boy and he or she is going to have a husband or wife and happy happy joy joy 😞😒. It’s worse for the younger people who are having children because the majority of them don’t know themselves yet especially the young men, even a lot of people my age don’t and yet they are careless with bringing the future into this already cruel world with unknown intentions on whether or not they can love and support them when they turn out to be different from what they expected or wanted them to be. That’s where the issue starts so I say all of this to say, ensure children that they are loved regardless early on in their life, right from the beginning. If you aren’t going to love your child unconditionally no matter what then you shouldn’t have them (my personal opinion and belief). Why? Because once you have children it isn’t about you it’s about them, they need to know that they can truly come to you their parents and family with anything, it starts with you so why not show them that when they look back you’re going to be there with open arms, an open mind, and an open heart. My family raised me with love I’m not saying they didn’t but what they didn’t do is ensure me that no matter who I am and what I am that I was still loved and supported when I was a kid. Of course when I got older I found out and most of them gave me the “we knew” statement, and then the question is so why not come to me as a child and let me know that then? Why tell me now that I’ve already endured pain and hurt and decided I don’t give a fuck if you love me or not this is me, which people should possess that attitude but had I known as that gay feminine little boy in Gary so long ago that I could have liked boys while my family knew about it and that I could be myself and play with/collect Barbies and what not, things would have went much more different and somewhat smoothly in certain parts of my life, but I’m thankful that I got out of Gary at a young age because my mind opened. So if you have kids or want them tell your kids, any kids, show them and ensure them that they are loved no matter what early in their life because it’s supposed to be about them, after all The Children are the future, at least that’s what The Voice told me and I Believe it as she did. Royal LeBeau @morrisondauthor

In For The Money (Auston Matthews)

Masterlist  Part 2

Word Count: 778

Fandom: NHL (Toronto Maple Leafs)

Warnings: fight? Wrong Accusations, mild swearing

Summary: You have a fight with Auston because of some mean accusations

Originally posted by glovesdropped

“Are you kidding me? You never said anything like this and where would you even get the idea that I’m not really interested in you?”, you asked with a frown.

You didn’t expect this date the way it turned out. You were seeing Auston for a few months now and you really liked him. You liked that he was grounded, a family person. But after his road trip that he just got back from, he didn’t seem to be anymore.
He had been acting weird all evening and now you were facing each other in his living room. This was your first big fight, could you live through that yet? Or would you end up being broken up?

“Because it’s obvious that you’re just in for the money!”, he spat.

All air got sucked out of your lungs as Auston was basically framing you for using him.

“Don’t you dare say that! What did I ever do to make you believe that?!”, you asked, a little louder than before.

“Oh maybe the fact that you’re constantly in my house and we never stay at your place?!”

“You know damn well that I live in a college dorm! If you want to stay over when I’m there you can but I told you that before!”

“And all the stuff you bought?”

“Don’t act like I don’t have my own money! Why would I even pay with your money: I have a freaking credit card on my own! What the hell is wrong with you! I’m dating you because of you! Not your money and you’re basically telling me that I’m a golddigger!”, you accused. 

“And I’m supposed to believe that it’s a coincidence that we met only one week from my draft?”, he yelled.

“Yeah! It’s called a vacation! That’s why I was in Florida and not because I was looking for someone to use! I didn’t even agree to go out with you right away! Because I feared that you were arrogant! But you’re not at least you weren’t!”

You were breathing heavily. Most of your strength was used trying to keep yourself from crying. How could he do this to you? You really liked him, goddammit you were in love with him. But he didn’t seem to trust you anymore. You were trying not to let it get to you, but it was so damn hard. He knew how to use words as a weapon and he knew how to use them to hurt you.

“Is that why you’re spending so much time with my friends?! Because they’re arrogant?!”

You closed your eyes and took a few deep breaths. When you opened them you looked at Auston as if you saw him for the first time. His face was scrunched in anger and he was breathing more than you did.

“You know what? No. I’m not using you. And if you don’t trust me anymore then that’s your problem to deal with. Because I won’t stay here letting you scream at me and call me names.”

You took your jacket from the couch and made your way down the corridor. You were nearly at the door when you heard him come after you.
You turned around, eyes now filled with tears. And for the first time that evening you saw Auston’s face soften up.

“I’m sorry, I just-”

“Save it. You meant what you said don’t you think I know that?”

“And what does that mean?”

“It means that this,” you motioned your hand between the two of you, “is over.”

Auston looked shocked. What outcome did he expect? Was he seriously shocked that you wouldn’t want to stay with someone that didn’t trust you? He was just angry. Why else would you be with him if not for the money? He was never there and when he was gone he missed you a lot. You were smart and friendly, willing to do almost everything for your friends. He wouldn’t want to ruin that for you.
He was jealous of the life you had. He wanted it, but he didn’t want to give up Hockey. It was what he wanted to do.

“So you’re telling me that you’re breaking up with me?”

“I don’t know why you’re even surprised. After all, that’s what golddiggers do.”, you whispered.

Yes, Auston was mad but he didn’t mean to hurt you this much. And he was already regretting every single accusation as you went out the door. 

hmm i was thinking about this and

i don’t think it’s possible that when the air nomads were wiped out they were 100% completely wiped out like?

there had to have been a few of them who went into hiding in other nations and eventually died, or people who had air nomad relatives (like it seems impossible that they would never have had a single instance of an air nomad having a kid with someone from another nation) and therefore there would still be some people with (dormant) airbender genes 

so my headcanon Personally is that all the people who got airbending after harmonic convergence were nonbenders who had some distant air nomad relative somewhere in their families

(the best evidence for this in canon imo is bumi, whos one of the first people to get airbending, and is the nonbender w the most air nomad genes on the planet when it happens)

Jack as a dad.

- Jack would probably want to have only one kid, but he’d end up with at least two because he could never say no to his little one asking for a brother or sister. - He’d be quite the young parent, but he’s got his shit together so it’s okay. - Would play with his children 24/7 and would hate to see them bored. - He’d become a total mess when his children fall ill, as he detested when their little angels were feeling poorly. “Babe, I’m taking Y/C/N to the doctor’s right now” “Jack, it’s just a cold” “We are on our way already” - He’d read them their favorite bed time stories, making the voices of every single character to make it more believable. - Your kids would absolutely be daddy-spoiled. - He hated being strict to them, but he knew he had to do it not to turn them into annoying brats. - They’d love to film YouTube videos with their daddy, and his fans loved them as much as they loved Jack. - “Daddy, can we get a puppy?” “No sweetie, a puppy is a lot of work… don’t look at me like that, daddy is weak… Okay, fine” - His parents would be absolutely delighted with their grandchildren, and will thank you forever for being such a great influence for Jack. - “I can’t believe Jack turned into such a good, down to earth father. Thank you so much, Y/N” - Sing along in the car to Uncle Conor’s music. - Maynard family cuddles all the freaking time.

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When I was in high school we had a really weird fad that got way out of hand. Some kid had found out how to tie tiny strings to the legs of flies so he could carry it around and keep it as a pet. Teachers couldn’t really do anything about it since it was just a fly, y’know. They aren’t so uncommon in schools. Anyway, he started teaching more kids how to do it and it caught on.

Soon every kid in the school had pet flies tied to strings. They’d even get like multiple flies and carry them around like fly balloons. Even some teachers were getting in on it. Personally, I never got into it but I didn’t have the dexterity needed to do something precise as tying a string around a fly’s leg. No one would help me with it either. I was introvert and weirdo with no friends. I still am.

Things started to fall apart when state testing came around and the sound of constant buzzing became way more aggravating to everyone. There was also the problem of flies dying and the floors being covered in dead fly bodies. Like, despite having them as pets people still didn’t like touching flies with their bare hands. When the flies died they just left them on the floors, seats, and desks or whatever. It wasn’t uncommon to sit in a seat just covered in dead flies. You get used to having fly corpses, and fly juice on your butt after a while.

Even though fly pets were eventually banned (and hefty punishments were thrown out for anyone caught with pet flies), there was still a large amount of flies left in the school. The school had basically become a breeding ground for flies. Lunch was inedible because of all the maggots. They’d even be dripping from the ceilings and stuff. They had to shut down school for at least a month to get the exterminators to purge the place. It wasn’t that effective. There were just so many maggots in every nook and cranny of the school that no amount of exterminators could effectively purge the place without completely knocking down the school.

So, the principal decided to release a modest of amount of spiders into the school to eat all of the flies and maggots. Long story short, it didn’t work. They just managed to create a weird fly-spider based ecosystem in the school. The school had to reopen eventually, and everyone just got used to all of the flies and spiders. The cafeteria had to be moved to a nearby building since the school’s cafeteria had become so infested with spiders and maggots that it had to be locked off.

I moved away at the beginning of my senior year. It was weird adjusting to a school that wasn’t filled with bugs, but I made some cool friends there. My old high school burned down. No one was hurt, but arson wasn’t ruled out. It burned so long and so hard that the land on it had basically become scorched hell. They rebuilt the school elsewhere. They say that if you go to the old school’s location on a dark night, you can see a weird man walking around with tons of ghostly flies tied to his fingers. They say that you can hear them screaming for mercy. That’s probably not true, though.