okay i delted it at first

anonymous asked:

Imho being adopted into a culture is different than ripping one off and is fine. I don't know why that other NA anon was making such generalizations because indigenous cultures are very diverse and what is or isn't okay will vary with the tribe or nation you are speaking to- love, a Canadian First Nations anon PS Honestly it's really offensive to lump us all into one culture or to try to speak for all of us. Again, my opinion from my cultural POV ❤


Guys, I know nothing about this. I just stay in my own god damn lane. Nobody at this shop can get to closed cultures (other than me and Welsh spirits and Deities)
I’m happy y’all are asking questions, but this is the wrong place.

Haze: Chapter Four (Luke Hemmings Imagine)

a/n: read chapter three here

   Not a day went by that I didn’t see Luke. He would show up to art class with two coffees and would always take the empty seat next to me before handing me the drink. It was safe to say I was falling for this kid. And I couldn’t tell if I hated it or loved it. We never discussed our relationship “label” because it was clear we weren’t dating considering we’d never been on a date. So I couldn’t be his girlfriend. But we weren’t friends with benefits because we hadn’t hooked up since the night we met. Even though we’d had plenty of heated makeout sessions on his couch when the rest of the boys were gone. Right now we were just two friends who for some reason couldn’t stay away from each other. 

   "Come with me tonight?“ Luke’s request caught me off guard. Usually he would just tell me about a party and we’d meet up there. This was the first time he’d actually asked me to be his acquaintance. "Okay,” I bit my lip to hide my smile as I looked up at him. “Where are we going?” I asked, leaning into his touch as his fingers ran through my hair. “The tri-Delts are having a party,” he played with his lip ring. Hannah’s sorority. Luke hadn’t seen or talked to her since she stormed out of the frat house a few weeks ago after she found me in bed with him. “Is that okay?” He asked, taking note of my silence. “Huh? Oh yeah, I don’t care. I just didn’t know how you felt about it. She’s your ex, not mine,” I let out a quiet laugh. “I don’t care either, because I’ve got someone better now,” Luke never missed a chance to flatter me. “Stop. You’re such a sap,” I shoved his shoulder, making him laugh out loud. “Only for you princess,” he smiled, pressing a kiss on my forehead.


    Following him up the front walk, I couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. What if he saw Hannah tonight and they reignited their spark. It wouldn’t matter. I reminded myself. We’re not together. The party was already in full swing as we weaved through the crowd into the kitchen. Michael was standing in the kitchen, mixing drinks when we finally made it. “Hey love birds,” he teased us. Luke rolled his eyes but I blushed, hiding behind my hair. I hoisted myself up on the counter, watching Luke as he mixed himself a drink. “You want one, princess?” He looked up at me. I nodded, admiring his features. As he handed me a cup, Ashton walked into the kitchen. “You’ll never guess who’s here,” the smirk on his face didn’t look pleasant. “Do I want to know?” Luke asked, glancing at him with raised eyebrows. “Derek,” Ashton confirmed. Luke let out a groan, letting his head fall on my shoulder. “Please just avoid him?” I pleaded, running my fingers through his hair. “I’ll try, I’ll try,” he promised. Smiling to myself, I slid off the counter, “let’s go dance babe.” Luke kept his hands on my waist as we made our way to the living room. Luke never left my side the whole night, whispering dirty jokes on my ear. A tall body bumped into Luke and he right tightened his grip on my waist. “Dude,” Luke raised his voice causing the guy to turn around. Fucking hell. I groaned inwardly. “Oh sorry mate,” Derek apologized sarcastically, eyeing Luke up and down. “Don’t,” I hissed at Luke, glaring at Derek. “See she’s still got you wrapped around her finger,” Derek taunted. Luke stepped forward, but I caught his arm. “Listen, Derek. I can still see bruises from the last time he kicked your ass, so I suggest you fuck off before you wipe your face on the ground again,” I snapped at him. Luke slid his arm around my waist and pulled me away. “Thank you,” he mumbled into my hair. Several drinks later and the encounter with Derek was long forgotten. However it didn’t take long for Luke’s temper to be tested. We stood in the doorway of the living room, just watching, when Derek wandered into the middle of the dance floor. Luke’s jaw tensed at the sight of him. I slipped my hand up his shirt, running my fingertips along his back to distract him. He glanced down at me with a smile playing on his lips. “You’re too good to me princess.”
   Looking back up his good mood faded as quickly as it came when his eyes settled on a sight he didn’t want to see. Derek was grinding up against Hannah in the middle of the floor. As much as I had told myself he was over her, I couldn’t miss the look in his eyes. “That bastard,” Luke growled. He pushed himself off the door frame, marching forward. I couldn’t say anything as my throat closed up, watching him go after some other girl. His hand gripped Derek’s shoulder, pushing him back. He wrapped an arm around Hannah, “You can keep your filthy hands off of her you prick.” Hannah stared up at him before looking over at me with a smirk. Have you ever felt like you’ve been punched in the gut and you can’t breathe. That’s what it feels like to watch the guy that you’re slowly but surely falling in love with go to protect his ex from another guy. It felt as though he was choosing her. And I wondered why I ever thought he was over her in the first place. I couldn’t watch anymore as Luke settled his hands on her waist. Setting my cup down on the counter, I ignored Ashton’s protests of “where are you going the? The party isn’t over yet!” and brushed past Luke and Hannah on my way out. Just as I let the door shut behind me I heard Luke call out, “Princess wait!" 

   I was all the way down the driveway when Luke came out the door. "Where are you going princess?” He jogged after me, catching my arm. “No,” I yanked my arm away, “you don’t get to call me that anymore. Okay? Clearly I’m not the only princess in your life.” Luke gave me a confused look, “what are you talking about? You’re the only princess in my life, baby please. What did I do?” “Obviously not. It’s pretty clear to me and everyone else that you’re not over Hannah yet. Why else would you care who she was grinding on?” My voice cracked. I prayed that the tears that were filling up my eyes wouldn’t pour onto my cheeks. “Because he’s a scum bag. I would’ve done that for any girl,” Luke was struggling to keep his voice calm. “I might not know you well, but I know when you’re lying, Luke. And it’s okay if you want to go back to her. It was my fault you guys broke up I can’t keep you guys apart even if I wish with all my heart that you and I could be something,” I choked out. “Princess please just listen,” Luke pleaded, his hand reaching out to cup my face. “I get it. She’s beautiful and you guys look great together. And she can be bad for you and I can’t. I don’t even compare, so I get it. I just wish I would’ve realized sooner,” I shrugged. Luke looked like he was going to cry himself, his blue eyes glassy. “I don’t want to be with her! I want to be with you!” His voice echoed down the empty road. As much as I wanted to believe him I couldn’t shake the idea that he still loved Hannah. “I think you have some figuring out to do,” I whispered, stepping back and leaving him standing there on the sidewalk alone.