said the boy to the girl

Random Reylo things

I bought the storybook and i just noticed something small, but interesting anyway.

Kylo said with certainty that Rey was planning to find a ship to escape, and well:

That’s exactly what she was thinking about doing. 

I love the fact that he didn’t think “someone will probably try to rescue her”, instead he literally ordered the stormtroopers to be extra careful and lock everything because this girl is the shit and she’s gonna rescue herself.

Let me rant for a min

So today at work I heard a mother talking to her daughter. The daughter was looking at a shirt she liked that just happened to be a boy shirt. The mom goes “no we do not wear boy clothes. If you wore that people would think you were a boy and you aren’t” the little girl then told her mom how much she liked the shirt and a few other boy shirts. The mom then pointed at a pink dress and said “this is what you wear. Girls wear dresses and skirts and pink. You don’t wear boy clothes. You wear girl clothes like these” and then kept pointing out all the girl clothes and quizzed her daughter on what she should and shouldn’t wear.

How is that okay?
How is it okay to tell your child that she can’t wear a shirt she likes? What does it matter if it is a boy shirt. If my child says he/she wants to wear something I will let them wear it. If they think it’s cute or comfortable or their style, they will wear it. I’m not going to mold my child to be a certain way or look a certain way. I’m going to let me child look how they want to because I want them to grow up confident and happy with how they look. I want them to have options and never feel the need to be like others. I hate how so many parents think that their kids need to dress like their born gender. I hate how they restrict their children. They make them feel like they are doing something wrong from liking different clothes when really they are just being themselves. I hate society

The New Girl In Town (Part 2)

Pairing: Sam x Dean x reader

Warning: smut and language




“Wake up, sunshine!” Your dad said, sitting on the side of your bed. “What’s going on, dad?” you asked, confused as to why he was in your room, waking you up so early. “We are having a welcome home bbq for you today, so get dressed and come down to help us cook!” He replied, cheerfully. As your dad left your room, you internally smiled, hoping to see he boys today. You got up and showered quickly before getting out and finding the perfect outfit to wear. Cute high waisted shorts and a blouse that was tied up. You headed downstairs and remembered you promised Dean and Sam two pies. You began to cook and help your mom, then taking the food outside to prepare for the guests who would soon be coming. Your parents invited everyone in the neighborhood, thank god they had a spacious backyard! All the guests came flooding and came to meet you, including the guest’s sons! It seemed like you were getting claustrophobic with all the attention. Some of them hitting on you or trying to get your attention until you finally saw the two people you wanted to talk to. Dean pointed over to you and crossed his arms. They were whispering something to each other, looking jealous which made you giggle inside. You excused yourself and got the pies and took them to the boys, “two pies as I promised!” you said cheerfully. “Whats going on over there?” Sam asked about the boys flocking you as he grabbed the pie. “Thank god you guys got here, I felt so awkward and everyone wont leave me alone! Besides you are the only two I wanted to see.” That made both of them loosen up and smile. Dean cut his pie and gave you one on your plate. “Can’t have it without whip cream, silly!” you grabbed a can of it and sprayed some on your pie, accidentally getting some on your finger. You put the can down and slowly licked the whip cream off your finger, keeping eye contact with both of the brothers. You closed your eyes and moaned out of satisfaction on how good it tasted, fully knowing Sam whispered “shit” under his breath. “The pie is great and you look stunning,” said dean. Your mom turned on some music on the speakers so everyone could dance. You grabbed the boys and pulled them on the little patio to dance as you swayed your hips. The night went amazingly! You ended up talking to the boys all night and shooting them flirty glances and pouting your lips. “Listen y/n, we are going to call it a night. We are so exhausted, but we will see you soon!” said Dean “All right, if you’re sure,” you replied and showed them to the door. Before they left, you placed a kiss on both of their cheeks. They grinned like crazy before they left. All of a sudden you hatched a brilliant plan. You ran upstairs and waited for them to get into their room. The party was still going on and lasted for a long time. You turned on “Yonce, by Beyonce” in your room. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Sam and Dean were in their room watching you.



You pretended you didn’t notice their gaze. You slowly started to strip by taking off your top and swaying your hips. You were really getting into the song and started bouncing around and popping out your ass. You bent down and slowly peeled down your shorts, ass in the air, giving them a full view. You rolled your body up and rubbed your hands down your body. You get a box out of your closet and pull out a dildo and start sucking it. Enough with the teasing, you told yourself! You walked closer to the window and leaned a little out the window. To your surprise you saw the boys jacking off to you, which turned you on like crazy. They had a near heart attack when they saw that you noticed them. They weren’t expecting you to lean over and wave your finger to them to come over. To entice them more, you lowered the straps of your bra. You saw them rush to put their pants back on and run out of their house! When they barged into your room they also weren’t expecting a video camera on and recording you playing with yourself by putting the dildo in your pussy. “Oh Jesus fucking Christ!” Dean groaned, getting harder by the second. “What are you waiting for boys, don’t you want me?” you moaned, parting your lips.




It didn’t take long for Sam and dean to take of their shirts and crawl into the bed with you. You pulled out the dildo and put it on the table. Dean crawls between your legs and rips your thong off and throws it somewhere in your room. He puts your legs on his shoulders as he kisses your inner thigh, avoiding your pussy until you grab his hair and pull him to your mound. Smirking at you he licks once up your pussy and you moan. Sam starts kissing you as Dean moves his tongue ferociously on you. You  put your hand around the back of Sam’s neck and pull him closer to depend the kiss as he massages one of your breasts, playing with your nipples, making them hard. Dean starts adding fingers in your pussy while he eats you out, causing you to squirm and grab the sheets. Without hesitation Dean decides to get up as does Sam. “Get on your knees, ass up and face down,” Sam commanded. Obeying him, you turned over and got in position. Without warning, Dean slowly inserts his fat cock in your asshole, making you squeal in pain, but as he started moving and you got adjusted, you were crying from euphoria. Sam took this opportunity to grab your hair and pull you up, “suck me off,” you started to move slow to tease him, but displeased Sam starts to fuck your mouth until you are gagging. He pumped his cock in you so fasts you rubbed his balls.


“Sam, lets switch,” said dean as he pulled out. Obliging, he pulled out and laid down and Dean pushed you down to slide on Sam’s dick reverse cowgirl. Dean reached over to your table and pulled out an anal plug and shoved it in your ass. You began to ride same hard and Sam was moaning out your name while you were a panting and moaning mess. He started to fuck into you and spanking your ass, watching his slap ripple on your ass. He kept spanking you until your ass was bright red and sensitive. While this was going on you were sucking off Dean, who fucked your mouth harder than Sam had, you were on cloud nine. Dean pulled you up to kiss you passionately as he grabbed your breasts and massaged and played with them. Sam could tell you were about to come when your pussy started to clench. He fucked with every last bit of energy he had and you moaned so loud that it felt like the house was shaking. You’ve never came so hard before, throwing your head back. Sam pulled out and both boys were on there knees in front of you. You grabbed both of their penis’s and rubbed them as fast as you could. They started to twitch and they came all over your tits. You got up to turn the camera off and wipe yourself off. When you got back out, they were both laying down with the cover over them waiting for you to come lay with them. You locked the door and crawled into bed, sandwiched in between Sam and Dean, leaving this night to be a night to remember.


anonymous asked:

Hi Ingrid! what does a teacher mean when in 3×01 said to Sana n Isak"Guys and girls can work together, we do that in Norway" and Do teachers really wear such revealing clothes like a second skin in Norway?or its for understanding personality of Isak?

She was assuming that Sana wasn’t born in Norway, and that Sana didn’t want to work with Isak cause he’s a boy. A very ignorant and stupid teacher lmao.
And I mean, none of my teacher does it. And I’m very glad they don’t. Im all for freetheniplle but like it’s okay to have taste still haha. Most people in Norway seem way more conscious about what they’re wearing so many Norwegians reacted to her haha

mayaqueerhart  asked:

Thanks for your reply! I always love to know what you think of the episodes. :) Do you think that MJ and company were trying to queerbait us, or did they actually intend for Rilaya to be canon? I've heard so many different stories. I really hope the intent was for them to be together. They have such a beautiful relationship. And the girls said it themselves, they wouldn't love any boy more than each other. So how could they be with anyone else besides each other?

To your question: no and yes. Yes they baited, however MJ and the writers baited everyone. They knew ships were popular (and Disney knew it too, hence them actually using ships names in promos and working ship names into the script [Yogby and Smarkle specifically]). So yeah, they baited, but we’re not alone in that. Just ask LMFRs who are…getting really desperate and tinhatty because they can’t accept they were punk’d again. No, because a large chunk of Rilaya is just Rowbrina. The chemistry comes from them, MJ can’t control that. They have chemistry, they have chemistry. Which is why I use the script and direction as “proofs” and not looks. I mean, if your ship is just based on chemistry, you’ll be baited for the rest of your life (*cough* S_an Q_een fandom), because writers don’t always follow chemistry, they write whatever they feel like writing. But in this case, I feel, the chemistry and writing came together perfectly. Like it was planned all along and it was maintained

Rilaya was pushed further and further to the forefront as the show went on. Their friendship got deeper (’World’ which took place 5 YEARS after they met) and deeper (’Master Plan’) and deeper (‘Terror 2′) and deeper (’True Maya’) and it’s like, WTH? Why were we watching a crescendo when Riley & Maya have already known each other for almost a decade! Why spend so many episodes on an already established friendship? They build on Rilaya so much, audience themselves are exhausted with Rilaya episodes. “Riley & Maya love each other!” ad nauseum. I believe they did all this to make it believable when Rilaya became a thing. It was gonna be their safety net and they could say “You can’t say this came out of left because we did show you development! You can’t accuse us of gimmick! We’re #quality writers with #integrity and #care.”

On the other thing you said about other people, Rilaya reminds me of that Boy Meets World episode where Cory & Shawn say they’re always gonna be together and then 2 girls walk by and say hi to them and they jump up and run in opposite directions. Rilaya are just unable to do that. Maya flat out walks away from Josh at Topanga’s and interrupts R*cas because she wants to be with alone with Riley in their special spot. Like LMAOOOO. If that’s queerbait, it’s extremely bizarre. 8 YEARS they’ve been friends and they’re still at Stage 1 in a relationship (”I love you” “You’re the best” “You’re too far away right now” “I wanna spend every day with you”). 

I assume the writers were keeping them there so they could pick up at Stage 1 once it was canon.  8 YEARS !!! and acting freshly bae’d. 

Thanks for the message 💜

anonymous asked:

Can I ask why it 'offends' some bell.rkers that l.xa was the love of Clarke's life???? Honestly, like I get u want her to be happy but it 'offends' you? A bi girls love being a girl and not a boy offends you? Like u want Clarke to move on. Fine. But diminishing her relationship to another women in an attempt to up-lift and glorify her maybe relationship with a man seems.......off..... but maybe that's just my opinion was a gay women

I…never said it offended me…I just think it’s a stupid, kitchzy turn of phrase that should not be used in this case, because some people, aka certain sects of your fandom, think that saying that L/xa was the love of Clarke’s life, means that she will never love anyone as deeply as she loved L/xa. 

As a wlw, who has a strong preference for women, I deeply resent this statement and hope you can see how biphobic it is: “ A bi girls love being (I assume there’s a with here) a girl and not a boy offends you?”

First, Finn (a boy) was also Clarke’s one true love after he was murdered:

This is coming from Eliza’s own mouth, btw (x)


Some Bellarke fans aren’t offended about saying that L/xa is the love of Clarke’s life. We are worried about the message it sends to young WLW who lose their loves to tragedy. 

It sends a horrific message to hear people like Eliza say things like “I don’t think she’ll ever love again, she’s lost the love of her life.”

What 18 year old girl should have to live the rest of her life alone, never loving again, because someone she loved died. 

The average life expectancy for a woman in the U.S. is 81.2 years. Y’all want Clarke to be alone, wallowing in her misery for 63.2 years? (And yes I acknowledge that life expectancy probably isn’t the same in the universe of The 100). 

It’s OK to say that L/xa was a love of Clarke’s life. That she loved her deeply and truly. That their love was important and necessary. 

But when you send a message like “Clarke will never love again, because L/xa was the love of her life.” it is incredibly, horrifically damaging and if you truly care about wlw you should recognize and understand why that message would be troubling. 

anonymous asked:

Today I told my mom i was questioning if I was a trans boy and she said "you're not a boy, you've got a period and that's a girl thing" :))))))) you have no idea how any of this works sweaty :)))

Why would you send me messages that could possibly trigger dysphoria bye.

last term i lost myself temporarily and for some inexplicable reason thought i was awkward/unlikeable??? and then damn nearly worried that into existence wow :/

not that i really needed someone else’s validation but last night at predrinks my boy said to me “everyone who meets you just likes you” n i just had a moment of clarity like. ah. you’re right. forgot abt that. why did i ever even doubt how sound i am lmao?

anyway its a small victory for myself to be able to return to this level of security in knowing i’m a funny, interesting, sweet, attractive, fun girl amongst many other positive qualities x

Rather than continuing to have crime thrillers and horror that demonize DID, let’s get like, a romantic comedy or a slice of life or something where one of the people has it and all the little misunderstandings and such that can be caused by dating someone who’s actually more than one person and how they work through it together. I know a lovely lady who has DID and has had it since she was a child and her husband had been married to her for years before he found out about it. He’s only married to her original self, but because of that he also lives with a teenage boy, a couple little girls, a lesbian, and a jeweler. The two of them have said before that they don’t plan on having children because they’re already an entire family as it is. Let’s get a movie about that instead please.

guys so i was doin a space camp class today trying to explain astrophysics to these ass children and their parents and this one lil kid goes up to me and he was like

“rey can i ask you a question?”
“yeah!” i said, expecting to explain the distortion of time to this literal six year old
“are you a girl or a boy? because u know so much about space i think youre an alien. are you an alien or a girl or a boy?”

cue adults laughing nervously (im androgynous looking so they were probs thinkin the same thing)

“im stardust. and so are you. we’re all stardust,” i explain. “iron can only be made in the cores of dying stars and humans require supplements of iron to live. you guys are made of stars.”

and ive never seen this little kid’s eyes get so fucking wide and he looked down at his hands and he was like

“oh.”

10/10 best answer ive given to the are you a girl or a boy question

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Utah high school forced female students to go on a date with a boy — and follow a list of sexist advice

  • Jen Oxborrow, the parent of an 11th grade honor student at Highland High School, said her daughter Lucy Mulligan received the mandatory homework assignment to “go on a date!” with a boy. 
  • On Monday, Oxborrow posted a screenshot of the handout the teacher distributed to female students, which lists some truly antiquated advice.
  • Some pointers on the pink worksheet include “don’t waste his money,” “be feminine and ladylike, don’t use vulgar language or swear” and “have a sense of humor.”
  • In an evergreen double standard, girls are also advised not to “worry about [their] appearance on the whole date” just before they’re reminded to “dress appropriately.”
  • The boys’ equivalent wasn’t much better, suggesting they bring their date flowers, open doors for her and “have her home on time." 
  • According to the Salt Lake Tribune, the assignment was part of the school’s state-mandated "Adult Roles and Financial Literacy” class. Read more

You know I’m pretty sure Marinette spends FAR more one-on-one time with Chat Noir than any other specific guy she knows, even if most of said time is spent kicking various akuma in the face, and I am just picturing her sloooowly and subconsciously starting to expect all boys to be cats. Like. Dudes are cats. That’s just how it is. That is a totally normal way to interact with boys, obviously?? 

“Girl, what the hell,” Alya says as Marinette distractedly gives Nathaniel headscritches after he comes over to attempt to talk to her while she’s concentrating on a design. Nathaniel is too busy internally screaming to say anything himself. What is this, what is this about, what does this MEAN????

Somewhere Adrien Agreste spends an entire photoshoot seething with pure feline envy and has no idea why.

Guang Hong Appreciation

Dedicated to @guang-hongs

Y’all know that YOI is breaking barriers but I cannot stress how PROUD I am of the barriers it is breaking for Chinese people. 

Growing up in China in one of the very traditional and old families (we have a genealogy that is traceable to the Tang Dynasty), the first thing that you are indoctrinated with is that boys are almost always better than girls. Girls are the ones given up for adoption. Many doctors are even forbidden to reveal the sex of an unborn baby because if it is a girl, it is immediately aborted for many people. Girls are inferior because they will be “married off” or become the “property of another lineage”. Girls are trained from a young age, especially in poorer regions, to be wives (that’s literally all that we’re good for). This said, boys are treasured and are also expected to act a certain way. They are burdened with the pressures to be manly or to provide for the family. A “girly” boy is absolutely unacceptable because girls are (as previously stated) inferior. It’s seen as embarrassing and dishonorable for a boy to engage in traditionally feminine activities or like them. There is a HUGE STIGMA of opposing gender norms in China esPECIALLY FOR BOYS. 

So let’s talk about Guang Hong. Guang Hong opposes all of that. Not only does he have frilly pink curtains in his room, cute decorations, and very well-manicured (slightly tinted???) fingernails, he takes suggestible selfies and doesn’t even attempt to hide his beauty. Guang Hong is EVERYTHING that a traditional Chinese son should not be. From his aesthetic to his personality, he is feminine as FUCK. 

But does anyone in the YOI universe give a shit? No. 

Guang Hong is defined by his talent, his drive, and his courage. His cuteness is an asset and not portrayed as something disgusting and that is literally SPITTING upon the traditional expectation for boys to be masculine in order to succeed as a man. Victor’s impression of Phichit’s selfie skills include Guang Hong striking that SEDUCTIVE pose, which is seen as POSITIVE. YOI is an amazing show that literally gives zero fucks about your gender, sexuality, and everything norms. It is shattering barriers and making history. I cannot stress how proud I am of their team and everything they have helped reshape so far. 

Something tells me that, on the off chance that Marinette and Chloe actually agree on something (gasp!) the two of them would be a force to be reckoned with. 

Two confident, no-nonsense, gives-no-shits, will-shut-you-down-in-a-heartbeat girls working together on something? They’d be unstoppable. 

Like imagine the two of them just happen to both walk by a douchey boy in their school laughing with his douchey friends about, I don’t know, posting a really rude, sexist, gross comment on a picture of one of the girls in his class. 

Marinette would straight up take this boy’s phone out of his hands, delete the comments, and just leave Chloe to drag this kid in the corner and rip him to shreds over being downright disgusting. “How dare you think you can talk to girls like that, you soggy dish towel. I have half a mind to tell Marinette over there to screenshot everything you just said and show it to everyone in school so they’ll see how much of a pig you are.”

“Way ahead of you Chloe.”

Day Forty-Eight

-An older woman repeatedly tried to hand-write her PIN on the screen rather than use the keypad, despite my subtle suggestions. There is something to be said for a person this determined in their ways that they will not give up. It is not necessarily a wholly positive thing, but something is there to be said regardless.

-A mother described her daughter to me as “a people-watcher.” I had already picked up on this, as she had been staring me in they eye, unblinking, unwavering, peering directly into my soul. She knows things now that I had not known about myself. She holds answers about who I am and why I am here. This young girl could unravel my psyche in a single word. Thankfully, giving her a sticker seems to have won her over. I am safe. For now.

-My offer of a sticker to a young boy was abruptly refused. “I do not want a sticker,” he informed me in a very direct manner. I laid the sticker back down, ashamed of the boy. Moments later, he whispered, “Actually, I think I changed my mind.” I knew that he would come around. I handed him a sticker cheerfully, glad to have recruited another member into my sticker collective.

-I rang up a man with a long and scraggly beard, yellowed around his mouth. I wrote this off as the result of a cigarette habit, but this assumption was dashed as he drew near. I caught the scent of what was undoubtedly the urine of a severely dehydrated person. He carried out his transaction, smiling and humming, surprisingly cheery for a man whose face has just been pissed on.

-An elderly woman purchased a large bag of popcorn after completing her purchase. She then placed this bag upside-down within a plastic bag she seemingly procured out of thin air. She then left the store, entirely unaware of the trail of buttery goodness the hole in the bag left in her wake.

-A man in a security guard uniform strutted through the store with a gait I have only seen in supermodel geese.

-I was informed by an older woman that it was very kind of me to give her her receipt. Her tone had me convinced that this was a genuine sign of gratitude and not just a default pleasantry. It is one of the most basic aspects of my job, but the appreciation means a great deal to me regardless.

-A woman asked me if she could have a discount. I was unable to comply. She then offered my one of her children in return. He seemed to be quite a jokester, but before I was able to sign any paperwork for it, I noticed that my supervisor was next to me and I had to pass up on this offer. I will acquire a jester yet.

-A new man has begun walking laps through the Target doors, entering one and immediately exiting the other, no purchase to be made, no browsing to be done. Is this a new trend? Or a friend? Coincidence? Conspiracy? My journalistic integrity demands that I get to the bottom of this. I may not be a journalist, but I have this integrity nonetheless.

-Taking her receipt, a woman softly said her goodbyes. “Happy days to you,” she whispered, words somehow escaping her motionless mouth. I feel that I have just served some sort of ageless deity on her way out of this world to the next. The only other possibilities I can see are that she has not changed her speech patterns in decades, or she was simply a fan of the Fonz. These seem much less probably, though.

Season 3 final clip - “Nå” (Now) - 16.12

Linn: Now it’s straight.

Eskild: It’s bent.

Linn: Now it’s straight.

Eskild: it’s bent.

Linn: Now then?

Eskild: It’s bent

Linn: Well..

Eskild: Maybe you’re bent, Linn?

(the girls laughing)

Eva: I can help you

Vilde: Where’s that from?

Noora: Drummer boy! Justin Bieber.

Vilde: What, he made that one?

Noora: yes, he’s the one who sings it.

Vilde: Did the midterms go okay for you guys?

Eva: No..!

Chris: I got a message that I’m failing German and English. I didn’t know about the 10% absence limit!

Sana: How could you not have known about that?

Vilde: I’ve reminded you this whole school year.

Chris: Yeah, but I thought you said that because you were jealous because I was hanging out with Casper a lot.

Vilde: Why would I be jealous?

Chris: ‘Cause you’re not getting any dick yourself..!

Vilde: I’m getting plenty of dick..!

Sana: Oh, Chris…

Chris: She can…have this one.

Noora: And this.

Chris: That’s beautiful!

Noora: It’s maybe a bit more fitting.

Eva: Is it used?

Chris: Is it from Eskild? Where is it from, Noora?

Eva: Eww! Holy fuck..!

Chris: Get it out of here, off the table!

Noora: I dunno, I dunnoo!

Eva: Smell it, then.

Chris: Nah! Smell it?!

Noora: Eww! Oh my God, what’s your problem?

Eva: Smell it to see if it smells like dick.

Noora: Smell it yourself, oh my God!

(the boys, in the kitchen)

Jonas: It’s pretty obvious.

Isak: You’ll make it.

(Magnus hits Isak)

Isak: Eyy! Fight or what?

Jonas: You’re on, like-

Isak: Yeah, now you’ve got the attitude. You shouldn’t hit Vilde that hard, or anything like that, but..

Magnus: Okay, but what do I do then?

Mahdi: You’re a predator and she’s your prey, you feel me?

Isak: Yeah!

Magnus: She’s what?

Mahdi: She’s your prey, you’re a predator, you’re a lion-

Isak: Y’know, a Zebra-

Magnus: Ooh! Okay..!

Jonas: But you can’t make a big deal out of it, because then your prey will run off.

Magnus: Guys, seriously, I’m really-

Isak: Are you in love, or what?

Magnus: I dunno. Maybe.

Isak: Oh!

Jonas: No..!

Magnus: Yeah, I think so.

The guys: Ohhh!

Magnus: But what if she doesn’t say yes?

Mahdi: Well, that’s life.

Magnus: What’s the hint, then?

Isak: It’s not the end of the world if it doesn’t work, just think of it as a positive thing if it works, so..

Magnus: Fucking awkward if I’m standing there and she says no.

Jonas: Yeah, but that’s

Isak: Don’t ask her a direct question like “Yo you wanna hook up?” you have to in a way-

Mahdi: Smile a little, “Hey”-

Magnus: Should I touch her?

Mahdi: Yeah, if it’s appropriate.

Magnus: Do I look okay?

Isak: Yeah.

Mahdi: Yeah, it looks good.

Jonas: It’s a bit pumped, I see it, I see it.

Magnus: This sweater’s a bit…I bought it a size too big.

(Isak sees Even)

Mahdi: Hey.

Even: Hey.

Jonas (to Magnus): Just be cool.

Even: What’s up?

Isak: We’re helping Magnus bang Vilde.

Even: I see. How’s that working out?

Mahdi: He just shouldn’t be so desperate!

Jonas: Yeah.

Magnus: But it’s fucking impossible not to be desperate if I don’t get what it means to be desperate! I do I fucking get-

Jonas: Just picture this: who do you see as a really cool, laid-back guy? So just, pretend to be like him.

Mahdi: Then maybe picture Jonas.

Even: You know what, Magnus? I just think you should go for it and just be more of yourself. Take desperate to a whole new level.

Mahdi: Yeah, yeah, yeah, this guy is onto something.

Isak: What do you mean?

Even: Well, show her how desperate you really are!

Mahdi: Go all out!

Magnus: Desperate to a whole new level? Fuck, I’m doing it. Bye!

Jonas: We need to see this!

Isak: Wow..!

Even: Hey.

Isak: Hey.

(They kiss)

Isak: How are you?

Even: I’m fine.

Isak: Mm?

Even: I just spoke to mom, and she’s nagging me ‘cause she really wants to meet you.

Isak: Oh..! Hm.

Even: So…how do you feel about stopping by there tomorrow?

Isak: Yeah!

Even: Yeah?

Isak: Yeah!

Even: You don’t think it’s awkward?

Isak: No, I don’t find anything awkward anymore.

Even: Okay.

Isak: As long as you’re smiling and…

Even: I can do that!

Isak: ..wearing clothes, then..

(Even wiggles his eyebrows)

Isak: ..life’s chill.

Even: I promise I’ll be wearing clothes.

Sana: Hey.

Isak: Sana! You’ve met one another, right?

Sana: Kosegruppa.

Isak: My biology partner. And friend.

Even: Yeah, how is Isak actually doing in biology?

Sana: He’s useful.

Isak: Huh?!

Sana: I guess you could say.

Isak: That’s some fucking bullshit! I’ve helped you towards a fucking 5, while I’ve been resting on a 6 all year.

Sana: We have a Christmas gift for you.

Isak: For me? What is it?

Sana: Just open it!

Isak: Okay, maybe I will.

(Isak unwraps the present, it’s the weed)

Isak: Oh! The 10%!

Even: What a cool biology partner..!

Isak: It wasn’t useful to you after all?

(Even takes the weed from Isak)

Sana: It was useful now, wasn’t it?

Isak: Hah! True.

(Isak grabs the weed back from Even)

Isak: You’re not getting any of it. It’s not good for you.

Even: It’s not good for you either.

Isak: For me it’s completely fine, but not for you.

Even: Are you gonna be the man who tells me what is good for me and not?

Isak: Of course. It’s my job.

Even (sarcastically): Oh, you got a job?

Isak: Yeah, it’s literally my job. That’s why I’m doing this, you know that right? I found a poster that read “Even Bech Næsheim needs personal care assistant and boyfriend”.

Even: And then you applied?

Isak: Yeah, ‘cause I thought “Holy fuck, he’s hot.”

(they kiss)

Even: That was nice of you.

Isak: Yeah.

Even: You’re so nice.

Isak: I could’ve done it for free.

Even: You’re getting paid?!

Isak: Yeah, your mother pays me 500 a week.

Even: Whaat!

Isak: Not so strange that she wants-

Even: Fuck!

Isak: -that she wants to meet me!

Even: I’m having some of that cash.

Isak: No.

Even: Yes!

Isak: It’s my money. You’re not getting any.

(They kiss again)

Even: Come on. Come on!

Isak: No!

(cut to Vilde decorating the Christmas tree, Magnus walks up to her)

Magnus: Hey.

Vilde: Hi.

Magnus: Do you like cats?

Vilde: Yes, very much.

Magnus: So do I.

(Vilde meows)

Magnus: What was that?

Vilde: Nothing.

Magnus: Yes, do it again.

(Vilde meows again)

Magnus: I’ve never had sex, and I really want to fuck.

Vilde: It’s fine, you can bang me.

Magnus: Thank you.

(They KISS OMG CONGRATS MAGNUS!)

(Cut to Eva)

Isak: Hi

Eva: Hi!

Isak: Can I sit here?

Eva: I’m sitting here with my angel. Does it look nice?

Isak: Very nice.

Eva: How’s things with you?

Isak: Long time since we’ve talked..!

Eva: Yeah, it’s a long time since we talked..!

Isak: It’s a bit strange. I was thinking about it, it’s like, before we hung out all the time, but now we only see each other in school and…like it’s just like “Hey” and…

Eva: Yeah. We should hang out more. Absolutely!

Isak: We should. We should do something, ‘cause I honestly do miss that time when we..

Eva: When we used to hang out.

Isak: Junior high, and the summer vacation before Nissen, just so much drama.

Eva: But hello! You’ve gotten a boyfriend!

Isak: Yes. I have.

Eva: He’s very handsome.

Isak: He is.

Eva: You lucky pig. You better watch out for me! I might steal him.

Isak: I’ve been thinking..about something, actually.

Eva: Yeah, what?

Isak: Nah, just like..Actually I really just want to say sorry for that stuff last year, when I was..when I was ruining everything for you and Jonas. It’s not okay, what I did. I’ve been thinking about that.

Eva: You didn’t fuck up everything between me and Jonas. It was Jonas and I who fucked up everything between us.

Isak: Maybe, but..Either way, I felt like I tricked you, and…when I said I had feelings for you, that wasn’t true.

Eva: Listen, I’ve figured that out. Yep. I’m over it. And so should you be. Seriously.

Isak: Mhm?

Eva: Can’t we just talk about your new boyfriend instead? Is he “the man of your dreams”?

Isak: I don’t know.

Eva: No?

Isak: Is it important?

Eva: No, but..it’s okay between you two?

Isak: Yeah! Now it’s great, but a week ago it was..very bad. So it’s a bit up and down.

Eva: Stress.

Isak: Yeah, or…anyway, that it’s so good when it’s good is also the reason it’s so bad when it’s bad, if that makes sense? And suddenly it can be over tomorrow, but nonetheless I’m thrilled that I met him.

Eva: Because that’s when you were certain you like guys?

Isak: Yeah, or, no…More because I was just fake, before that. I was just at home watching Narcos and was gaming and stuff. I’m done with that. Now I want my life to be genuine. Even though that means that it will sometimes be terrible, it’s much better than for everything to be fake and boring.

Eva: Well put.

Isak: It’s a bit of a cliché to say it, but you never know who’s gonna die tomorrow, y’know..and whether you believe in Allah or Jesus or the theory of evolution or parallel universes, there’s only one thing we all know for certain and that’s..

Even (off screen): Beautiful!

(Isak sees Eskild step under the mistletoe, Even smiles to Isak)

Isak: That life is

(sceen goes black)

Isak: now.



(I know there will be stuff that I’ve missed, I will go in and add them later. This was fucking over 1500 words guys!)

OH MY GOODNESS IM- DON1T LOOK AT ME

So, i know most of you probably won’t give a damn about it, but i’ve recently came out to my parents as gay.
I mean, i don’t even know why i have to label myself as gay, like yes i like boys but does it really matter? I mean, is it so important that i’m more into boys than girls?
Anyways, what surprised me was my dad’s reaction to it.
He basically said he was given his son this way, and he would never change anything of him. This made my whole day, seriously. I was desperate because my ex dumped me without any kind of explanation, literally, he just left.
I was lonely, depressed, but my dad was there for me, and helped me get through this.
There’s nothing bigger than our family’s love, just never underestimate it.
I know i barely share private contents with you guys, but this time i just felt like doing it.
We’re almost at 95k and this is beyond amazing, considering i joined tumblr since may (and i still have to learn so many things about it lol.)
So, thanks to everyone who follows & supports this blog, i love y'all
-Nick

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“I just don’t feel like a man or a woman. It’s a bit like Adore – she looks so fucking cute as a boy and then when I see her getting ready I think, ‘OH MY GOD THAT’S A GIRL!’ She goes from boy to girl, but it isn’t drag, it’s pure witchery.” Katya, for Gay Times

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“It was at a dinner party by Gianni Versace in Paris. I sat with Shalom Harlow and a few models at the table. There came this boy, some of the girls say hello. He gave me his hand. And I said: ‘Sorry that I don’t know you - who are you?’” - Angelica Blechschmidt