schoolyard crush

Sasuke and Naruto’s reaction to Sakura being injured -


“Sakura… Point out the ones who pummeled you into that state”

Signifying that he did in fact, have an idea of what she had been through while protecting them by just looking at the state she was in(People who say he didn’t pay attention to her, leave now), Moreover he didn’t care about Lee who was lying unconscious and beaten up a few meters away nor did he care about Neji who was present and making his presence very much known and both of them Sasuke was interested in as rivals and one of them had even kicked his butt. But the only thing that registers in his mind is Sakura and how beaten up she was.

Let’s compare that to Naruto who was awoken by Shikamaru and Choji beating him in the head with a stick after he had a dream of Sakura being a damsel in distress so that he can look like the hero.


Sakura.. Your hair!!”

Lol never mind the fact that she’s wounded and beaten to a pulp and he solely worries about her hair.

“Ah I see” More like you’re not attractive anymore you bitch, you were supposed to be my trophy. And people say Sakura is the one with the “shallow”, “delusional crush”… More like Naruto.. 

Sasuke’s reaction to that: 

Pretty much knows what had transpired just by looking at her, plus he shares the same expression as Ino’s, Sakura’s best friend.  

Am I the only one who thinks that Kishimoto highlighted here that Sasuke was going to end up with Sakura in the future and Naruto’s was a schoolyard immature crush, especially with Sakura calming down Sasuke’s curse mark by hugging him and being the only one who could get through to him sealed the deal. And that even got the databook entry saying how her heart devoured the wicked power. Plus with all of the things that happened with Hinata and Naruto in the Chunin exams prelims right after this event, he highlighted Naruhina as well. 
I rest my case.  

On a side note - Sasuke’s here looking at Naruto wishing Naruto would just go back to sleep: lol

anonymous asked:

I'm a Christian who has never met a gay person before. I'm wondering why gays choose to be with the same sex rather than the opposite like normal people? It seems you all could just as easily (or even easier due to current laws) be with the opposite sex. That's a lot of work just to disobey God's law. I understand from my education and research many of you are angry with God because he didn't stop the sexual abuse that made you pathologically gay, but this militant gay agenda seems excessive.

Ok, so this ask was offensive but it honestly seems like it is coming from a place of curiosity and a desire to learn and understand, so I’ll try to explain this and answer this message in a way that is as respectful as you sent it.

First and foremost, being gay is not a choice. While the scientific community has found no conclusive evidence of a singular “gay gene”, it has been observed time and time again that there are biological, physiological, and psychological differences between heterosexuals and homosexuals. I have talked about these on my blog before, so the easiest way to get a more in depth post with sources would be to search “homosexual” on my blog, but for the sake of your convenience and the ability for this post to stand by itself, these include but are not limited to, homosexual physiological reactions to sexual attraction, gay male brains being biologically more similar to female brains, studies into birth order and how later fraternal brothers have a higher chance of being homosexual, studies into the effectiveness of conversion therapy that have concluded that it is useless, studies into behavioural patterns of gay men and mannerisms, studies of common genes on gay male’s X chromosomes, etc.

Science has overwhelmingly concluded that being gay is not a choice, but I can also tell you without research that it is not a choice. 

How do you feel when you look at someone of the same sex as you. Are you repulsed? Indifferent? Uncomfortable? Well that’s exactly how I feel when I look at girls. However, when I am in close contact with a man I find attractive, my heart races, I get sweaty, my breathing intensifies, and I might even *whispers* get an erection. See, sexual attraction isn’t something you can control. I don’t know your sex, but do you think it would even be possible to have sex with someone of the same sex for you? I know I couldn’t have sex with a woman. I’ve tried, the equipment won’t start up, and once it does, it burns out pretty quick. There’s just nothing there for me! I think that vaginas are kind of gross looking and they turn me off. I don’t like women’s hairless supple bodies, I need a hairy rugged dude to turn me on. It isn’t a choice. Trust me, I would LOVE to be straight. It would be so great to have possible romantic options everywhere I went, to never have to come out to anyone about my sexuality, and to just blend in with the cultural majority, but I can’t. I’m gay. That’s who I am and I can’t change that, but that’s OK.

Now for the part that was kind of offensive. I’m not going to go on an anti-religion rant because you were respectful and it really isn’t relevant to this conversation, but I should just say upfront that I do not believe in the abrahamic version of god, I am not an atheist, but I am very much anti-christianity. Call it establishing ethos, but I just want you to know what viewpoint this is coming from. 

Sexual abuse does not make people gay. I am gay, I am a man and I love men, and I was never sexually abused. My boyfriend, a man who loves men, was never sexually abused. Logically, there would be no reason for me to hate god for my sexual abuse, because I never had sexual abuse. 

“…But what about the statistics! Gay men are more likely to have been sexually abused! It says it right here!”

Well yes, I am so glad you brought that up hypobole! Well you see, the statistic is true, but a lot of times in psychology and child development, cause and effect relationships can get kind of confusing. The prevailing theory right now to explain this statistic is that homosexual children make more appealing victims for abusers. As a homosexual child, you oftentimes feel very confused and unsure about yourself, especially around the age when everyone else starts getting into preromantic relationships. I can remember all the way back to 3rd grade (8-9) having a crush on a boy. I didn’t really know what I was feeling then, but while every other boy had schoolyard crushes on girls, I didn’t, but I really really really really wanted to be friends with this boy in my grade named Jacob. I knew that this feeling was different from just regular friendship, but I couldn’t really make sense of it. This confusion over feelings, and the absence of similar feelings that the other boys were experiencing led me to hang out more with girls, and just be generally unpopular in elementary and middle school as I was figuring myself out. As I started to realize that I might be gay (I was introduced to the concept in 5th grade when someone called me gay and I was like ???? wat dayt?), I became extremely depressed. I withdrew from more social interactions because I was having an extremely hard time trying to rationalize who I was with what I felt and who I wanted to be. At this point, I would have been a prime target for sexual abuse by a family member preying on insecurities or curiosity. I wasn’t, but I very well could have.

 The point is, psychologists have an operating theory right now that as children, homosexuals differ socially from heterosexuals, making them more vulnerable and susceptible targets to potential predators. It is also widely theorized that because of the stigma surrounding homosexuality, a lot of homosexual predators and teens alike will seek out unsafe ways to explore their feelings. Look at Jeffrey Dahmer as an extreme example of this. If homosexuality had not been so stigmatized when he was alive, he very likely wouldn’t have been injecting acid into people’s brains to make them sex slaves. Social pressures telling you that you do not deserve to exist, that you are a bad person, or that you are going to have some afterlife punishment because of something that you biologically can not change can make you do some bad shit.

Finally, the “militant gay agenda”.

There is none. Zip, zero, none. We just want to have the same respect, rights, and visibility in society as heterosexuals. We want to have the right to live our lives in peace, without having to answer messages like these.


Originally posted by sefuns

did I say baek and yixing? i meant i was working on sehun fluff… lol to be real with you i forgot i wrote this. but here it is!! i hope you enjoy!! to the darling anon looking for my masterlist maybe try the link below?

Pairing: Sehun x Idol!Reader

Genre / Rating: Fluff / G

Word Count: 2.580k

Warnings: None :)


“I hate her.” Sehun stared at you as you performed your stage. “She’s absolutely insufferable.”

“Shut up Sehun. If you hate her so much, why do you keep talking about her? I’m tired of hearing about her. Just admit you like her and get over yourself." 

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anonymous asked:

Hello! Can you do the Basorexia and Apodyopis prompts with Pietro Maximoff or Tony Stark please? Thank you in advance!

A/N: We couldn’t decide which to do so we did them both! I hope you enjoy!!

Basorexia - An overwhelming desire to kiss.

Tony Stark x Reader

Although they may be a little over-extravagant, you actually enjoyed Tony’s parties - especially the annual New Year’s Eve ones. With everyone eager to wrap up the old year and start all over new, spirits seemed to naturally lift. Ladies dressed in their flashiest or classiest gowns, men sporting their custom fit suits; the energy in the tower was unbeatable.

After hours of laughing and dancing the night away with your friends and colleagues, everyone started to gather around the huge clock Tony had installed in the middle of the room to count down to the new year.

The guests started counting down from sixty seconds. As you stepped back and took a look around the floor, you saw couples stepping closer to each other, eager to share their first kiss of the new year with each other. You didn’t particularly have anyone special in your life - although that didn’t mean there wasn’t someone there tonight that you wanted to kiss. You spotted Tony over towards the left, closer to the clock, his eyes searching the room. You wanted desperately to walk over to him and confidently give him the best New Year’s kiss he’s ever experienced, but you weren’t that type. You were never the kind of person to take charge, you preferred to keep to yourself and just let things happen naturally.

Thirty seconds left and the room suddenly felt stuffy to you. With all of the shouting and the gathering of everyone and the realization that you had gone yet another year without being in a single romantic relationship, you found yourself heading towards the doors to the balcony, which was thankfully empty.

The cool night air enveloped you as you stepped out to the balcony. In a few strides you found yourself leaning your forearms against the glass divider, looking out over the city. The chants from inside grew louder as the countdown hit ten seconds. Pretty soon, fireworks would be seen over the skyline of the city, cheers will be heard from block to block throughout neighborhoods, greetings will be exchanged and smiles shared. New Years was truly one of the happiest celebrations.

Three… two… one… Happy New Year. It’s shouted and cheered and you couldn’t help but smile. As you predicted, fireworks began to decorate the sky in celebration of a new start. You watch the scene with a dreamy look in your eyes.

“You’ll catch a cold out here, you know.” An all too familiar voice brought you out of your trance. You spun around to see Tony standing at the doors, his hands in his pants pockets and a sly smile on his face.

Before you could come up with a snarky reply, he started walking towards you, bowing his head. “I wondered where you were, I didn’t see you inside or anything. I was worried you had left.” He stopped in front of you and turned slightly towards the city, supporting himself against the glass.

“It got a little too crowded for me.” You admitted, shrugging a bit. Tony nodded, not taking his eyes off of you. “You missed the big New Year’s kiss.” He said nonchalantly. You scoffed, rolling your eyes, “Nobody wants to kiss me.” You shook your head as if it was crazy that someone would have even had a thought about kissing you, but you felt a pang of sadness at the realization that it was true.

“What if I want to kiss you?” There was no hesitation in Tony’s response. Your head snapped up to look at him in surprise. Did he really just say what you think he said? Tony still hadn’t taken his eyes off of you. He was searching your face, looking for any kind of sign that you felt the same way as he did.

You weren’t sure what had sparked it - perhaps it was the way Tony’s soft, brown eyes were looking over you, or the fact that you had honestly been dreaming about a scenario like this with Tony for a very long time - but a wave of confidence washed over you, and you took a step closer to him.

The surprise on Tony’s face was evident, but he quickly tried to hide it. The sudden closeness between you two was electrifying. You felt yourself already leaning up on your toes. “Then kiss me.” You whispered.

Without missing a beat, Tony wrapped an arm around your waist and pressed his eager lips to yours. The kiss was soft and sweet and honestly everything you had dreamed of. Bringing one hand to rest on his chest, you wrapped your other arm around his neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. You couldn’t think of a better way to start the New Year.

A/N: This got a little weird, sorry, the story went where it wanted to go, not my fault.

Apodyopsis – The act of mentally undressing someone.

Pietro Maximoff x Reader

She was so beautiful, it was driving him mad. He had never felt this way about anyone before, it was more than just a schoolyard crush, much more. Pietro was drawn to her, like a moth to a flame, insatiable. But he never did anything about it, the pain of not being with her, dwarfed in comparison to the pain that would come if he lost her. If he acted on his feelings he would be risking their friendship. So he restrained himself, hoping that just being near her would be enough, but it wasn’t. He soon found himself craving her touch, caught himself memorizing the curve of her jaw, the slope of her nose, the smell of her shampoo. He was losing his mind. Every time she spoke, he could focus on nothing but her lips, how soft they looked, how they might feel against his.

Living in the same building was great at first, he got to see her every day, and could talk to her whenever he wanted. But after his feeling started to grow, he began to notice… things. Like how every morning she would come down in he pjs, which consisted of an oversized t-shirt that fell to her knees. Soon after, he began avoiding the kitchen all together, not being able to handle it. It was getting out of hand. He could hardly be in the same room as her anymore. Any time he closed his eyes, she was all he could think about. She made his heart beat fast, and his blood run hot.

One day, Steve called a team meeting, gathering everyone in the conference room. Pietro tried to pay attention to what was going on, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. The dress you were wearing was modest, falling just above your knees while standing, the floral material matching well with your heels, the cut of the dress accenting your figure, while still remaining conservative. Despite this, when you took your seat, the dress rode up, showing your thigh. He couldn’t stop, he gripped the armrest of his chair, trying to focus on the papers Steve had handed out, but it was no good.

His eyes trailed up your body, wondering what it would be like to run his hands along it. As you shifted in your seat, crossing one leg over the other, his mind went wild, he pulled his lip between his teeth, trying once again to focus on what Steve was talking about. But once again, his mind began to wander. He wondered what it would feel like to be between those legs, to run his hands over them, to have them wrapped around him. His nails dug into the fabric of the armrest, he shook his head, trying to rid himself of thoughts like that. He closed his eyes trying to calm his racing heart. The sound of Steve’s voice dimmed, as he focused on his breathing.

What would it be like to take that dress off of you? Images flooded his mind, he could see himself leaning in close, wrapping his arms around you, slowly pulling the zipper of your dress down to the base of your back. The feeling of his hands gently pulling the material off of your shoulders, allowing it to fall, pooling at your feet. He could see your beautiful eyes, gazing up at him, sending chills down his spine, your hands flat on his chest as you stepped closer to him, his hands going to either side of your bare hips. His breath caught in his throat at the feeling of your delicate hands tracing up his chest and around his shoulders, your body pressing closer to his. His hands slid slowly down your sides, tracing the curve of your waist, trying to memorize it, praying to god this would never end. He suppressed a moan at the feeling of your lips on his neck, peppering it with kisses. One of your legs drifted up his side to wrap around his hip, he quickly cupped the back of your knee, hoisting you up to wrap both legs around his waist, wanting to be even closer you your body. The fire under his skin grew hotter every soft kiss you placed on his jaw, he wanted more, needed more, he would burn up otherwise. His hands gripped your hips tightly, biting his lip roughly.

“(Y/N)” he moaned breathlessly, your lips hot on his skin, traveling up his jaw, the feeling of your breath fanning over his ear sending another wave of shivers down his spine.

“Pietro…” he heard your voice whisper in his ear. “Pietro…” you repeated, but this time louder. You pulled away and looked down at him, your brows drawn together, a confused look distorting your face. “Pietro wake up!” the voice that came from your mouth wasn’t yours, it was deeper, more manly. “I said wake up!” Pietro stared confused.

“Wha-” a hand came down across his cheek, and suddenly your face was replaced by Steve’s very angry one. Pietro nearly jumped out of his skin yelling loudly, looking around disoriented. Steve took a step back, his hands on his hips, the irritation in his eyes impossible to miss. Everyone was looking at him, trying to hide their amused laughs behind their hands.

“Nice of you to join us Pietro.” Steve said “You just let me know if I start boring you again.” he snarked crossing his arms over his chest. Pietro straightened in his seat, blushing in embarrassment.

“N-no sir, I just dozed off for a moment. It won’t happen again…” Steve only sighed and walked back to the front of the room continuing the meeting. Pietro tried to hide his embarrassment, sinking lower in his seat, hiding his face behind the papers in front of him. But his eyes once again shifted to you. You looked back at him and smiled gently, giving him a small wave before returning your attention to Steve. He would never survive.

anonymous asked:

What do you think about Magnus choosing the queen over Alec? I can't believe he would throw away their relationship like that. I thought he loved him.

Oh, there is just so much wrong here I don’t even know where to begin. First of all, Magnus didn’t choose the SQ over Alec. This isn’t middle school and they aren’t playing games with each other. Magnus chose what he felt was the best thing for his people. The Clave has repeatedly shown that they do not have the Downworlders best interest at heart. 

If anything, if we go by the assumption that Magnus is siding with the SQ, he chose the well-being of his people over his own happiness. He sacrificed his love for Alec so that his people may have a chance to live. If anything Magnus is a fucking hero so let’s get that straight.

Also if you honestly think Magnus love for Alec is so malleable you haven’t been paying attention. Magnus & Alec are a team. This is not some schoolyard crush, this is the real deal and I think they are going to surprise you all. 

i will never get over the ‘i loved you’ video tbh 

like in ‘what can i do,’ we got all the cliche characters in a high school drama and you’d expect in a part 2, it would just continue with the same love pentagon it was hinting at the entire time but???

jae was literally just best friends with this girl!! how many times have we seen friendships fade into unrequited love that just makes things complicated?? or the best friend who shames their friend/crush bc they don’t want to be with them!! like no, he ended up having his own crush on someone else + like!! can you imagine him and his best friend calling each other up to talk about their day with their attempts to get closer to their crush!!!!

then young k!!! the residential bad boy doesn’t get to be the “troubled prince charming” to her!! he looked at her the same way he looked at those girls who chased dowoon and that’s literally it!! he doesn’t get changed by her. instead, he finds another lonesome person and his actual protective/good side shows. the only person he ‘saved’ wasn’t a romantic interest, but a friend he needed

speaking of which!! dowoon!!! in the previous video, we saw him isolate himself from his fans and in this video, we find out he’s actually a genius (which could be the reason why he felt the need to be alone)!! tbh his reaction to the arcade owner (i’m assuming) could be that he knew someone was going to get punched, but with everything else, it almost seems he distrusts young k’s motives to protect him… but yet, at the end of the night, he was the one waiting outside that convenience store with the egg

sungjin’s story seems straightforward, but remember!! he’s aware that she likes young k instead!!! and maybe he seems in the dark with wonpil’s feelings… but that doesn’t negate the fact that he still ran out of the bus to go talk to her. i think it’s important to note that a really cool aspect of this was just the fact that the main girl had to figure out her own feelings before sungjin confessed, meaning as soon as that whole gym scene in the last video, he backed off?? and also that it wasn’t his choice to decide her feelings (as most main guy protags would)

AND WONPIL!!!!!!!! look whether you interpret his story as a crush on his best friend sungjin, an unrequited crush/third wheel to a girl who would never notice him, a friend who’s losing a friend bc of a schoolyard crush, or even as the lonely bisexual who has to watch 2 people he likes falling in love w/o a say!!! it’s pretty neat that they left his story ambiguous, especially with all the gay theories that came out from the august comeback. they could’ve confirmed some heterosexual love where he finds love too, but all we know is that whatever this story was, it affected him and god i’m emo

a classic spring break fling

This is a tad bit late, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY @phiralovesloki!!!!!!!! Hope you had the amazing, wonderful day you so deserve! This is just a bit of romantic Captain Charming silliness to hopefully continue your celebrations :) (thank you, @optomisticgirl, for looking it over!) | 2.6 k, rated T

David didn’t know why he let Victor push him into these things. He barely even liked Victor; he had only agreed to go on this trip because August was going, too, and Spring Break alone in their apartment sounded lame, even if he could have used the time to catch up on school; fourth-year pre-vet courses were no joke.

But in some odd effort to show that he was cooler than Victor, or another similar dick-measuring contest, he’d agreed to join them in Daytona, and it had actually been a lot of fun. The sunny, balmy weather was a far cry from UMaine this time of year, and the beach provided plenty of eye candy. As much as he’d stared at the shirtless bods across the sand, he knew he’d garnered similar attention—and his friends had noticed that, too, which led to the current predicament.

“Come on, Dave, it’s just a wet t-shirt contest; there’s no way you don’t win and then we get free beer.” Of course, it sounded so simple when Victor put it that way.

Normally, David was against any kind of objectification like that, of women or men. But…fucking Victor. This was going to be the third time this week he’d let the pre-med douchebag talk him into this shit.

And a glance across the crowd—in which he caught a flash of blue eyes and bedhead—told him that Killian was here.

And he wasn’t sure if that made him excited or even more embarrassed.

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like a heartbeat

It goes without saying that weekend music festivals are quite the adventure, but as bad luck becomes Romee Chandler’s best friend throughout the first day, her adventure doesn’t seem so fun anymore. Or at least that’s the case until Harry Styles shows up, flashing his award winning smile, and helps Romee achieve the adventure of a lifetime.

A oneshot of playful sibling banter, losing yourself to the beat of a song, and two people bonding over their love of The Wombats.

(Or, alternatively, the story of how Romee and Harry from “leather and lace” first meet.) 

(PS. This is a standalone oneshot. You don’t need to read LAL to understand it.)

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anonymous asked:

Does anyone think Leifor has a crush on Keith? 'Cause, like every time they interact, I feel like Leifor's tugging on Keith's pigtails. Like, a schoolyard crush. And he always goes out of his way to talk with someone he supposedly hates. And he even stood up for Keith, in his own grumpy way. Am I reading too much into this?

haha, i suppose you can call it pigtail pulling! leifor just thinks keith’s fun/easy to make fun of

he certainly doesn’t HATE keith, although he does think he’s inferior, just like with zarion - and leifor considers all three of them “a squad”

mostly because they are the only people who would talk to him for an extended period of time (zarion is too much of a conformist, keith simply doesn’t have a choice), see chapter 15, “why are we still having this conversation?” “because you’re the only ones who would listen to me”

leifor also thinks he’s doing keith a favour? like “hey, i see you suck at aiming a gun and understanding our basic customs, but i’m cool, i’m gonna hang out with you and explain you stuff, do you see how cool i am??”

but like 99% of this is his subconscious

[Y]ou didn’t have to make up anything there. You wanted to just remember it: the globe in the schoolyard crushed by a tractor; laundry that’s been hanging out on the balcony for a year and has turned black; abandoned military graves, the grass as tall as the soldier statue on it,  and on the automatic weapon of the statue, a bird’s nest. The door of a house has been broken down, everything has been looted, but the curtains are still pulled back. People have left, but their photographs are still in the houses, like their souls.

There was nothing unimportant, nothing too small. I wanted to remember everything exactly and in detail: the time of day when I saw this, the color of the sky, my own feelings. Does that make sense? Mankind had abandoned these places forever. And we were to experience this ‘forever.’ You can’t let go of a single tiny thing. The faces of the old farmers—they looked like icons. They were the ones who understood it least of all. They’d never left their yard, their land. They appeared on this earth, fell in love, raised bread with the sweat of their brow, continued their line. Waited for the grandchildren. And then, having lived this life, they left the land by going into the land, becoming the land. A Belarussian peasant hut! For us, city dwellers, the home is a machine for living in. For them it’s an entire world, the cosmos. So you’d drive through these empty villages, and you so want to meet a human being. The churches have been looted—you walk in and it smells of wax. You feel like praying.

—  Svetlana Alexievich, Voices from Chernobyl

Want: AU where Loki keeps shifting into Jotun form whenever he comes into contact with cold.

Loki and Thor are both on Midgard post-Avengers, with Thor heroing with the team and Loki occasionally popping in every other week just to be a dick and remind them that he’s totes still evil.

But then Loki starts noticing his little problem.

He’ll grab ice out of the freezer for a drink, and… his fingertips turn blue.

At first it goes away on it’s own after a few seconds, but then it takes longer and longer to disappear. Then his fingers simply stay blue, like his body has forgotten how to pretend to be Aesir. No matter what he does, he can’t shake the color off.

Loki remembers what Odin had said about finding him, how he picked him up and baby Loki shifted to Aesir form. So, Loki goes running to find Thor. Naturally, he gets into a big fight with the Avengers, but in the middle of the standard yelling and hitting AKA Loki and the Avengers bitching at each other, and Thor pleading with Loki to give up evil, Loki manages to touch Thor’s skin. When he does, his Jotun coloration goes away just as he’d hoped (and Loki is overjoyed and sort of lingers touching Thor to make sure it sticks and not at all because he secretly wants to enjoy a moment of just being able to caress Thor’s stubble). And everyone is wondering what’s with the awkward pause with Loki lovingly cupping Thor’s face in his hand?? and then Loki punches Thor in the dick and runs off as usual what a little shithead.

But it keeps getting worse. Loki makes the mistake of eating ice cream and his tongue turns blue. He’s stubborn and just tries to hide it, because he refuses to seek Thor out again. He tries to just keep his mouth shut for weeks and avoid the Avengers at all costs, but he can’t find any other way to fix it so finally Loki just grabs Thor and kisses him thoroughly (and Thor doesn’t even realize why this is happening so he’s just perplexed when Loki runs off yet again like a schoolyard crush.)

These little things keep happening, but Loki quickly learns how to avoid these accidents - he avoids cold and frozen things like the plague. Then one night, Loki keeps his windows open, but the temperature drops and in the morning it’s freezing cold and Loki is blue again. All. Over.

There’s not other solution. He has to sneak into Thor’s chambers, slip into bed with him, press himself all over Thor, skin to skin, to make the charm take. Now, of course, Thor realizes what is going on, and he wants to see Loki’s Jotun form, but Loki keeps kissing them and pressing against him and distracting him. They spend a night together and then Loki quietly sneaks away in the morning, swearing to himself that he’ll find a way to never need Thor’s touch again.

Unfortunately for Loki, it’s New York, and winter sets in. The temperatures plummet, and the first snowfall comes. Loki is screwed. He’s Jotun nearly 24/7 and he absolutely hates it. He can maintain an illusion for only so long before he ends up needing Thor’s assistance again. Finally he just gives in… it’s a good excuse, at least, to have Thor’s hands all over him, daily.

Thor, of course, is rather fond of Loki’s Jotun side and sad to see it go, but he’s happy to help if it makes Loki feel better about himself, and if it means he gets to touch Loki all over. He makes up his own game for it, called kiss away the blue. It’s played using only his mouth, and Loki might intentionally step outside into the snow several times a day just to insist that Thor do it all over again.

Void is showing. StilesxOC Smut.

Pairing: Stiles x OC
Rating: NSFW
Warning: Smut, smut, smut. Panic, Los
Words: 2,259.

A/N. Don’t be too harsh… K.

Emma laid in her bed. Staring at the ceiling. It had been 4 days now since Jackson made his stupid fucking joke that sent Stiles spiralling.. “Careful Stilinski… I think your Void is showing”. The pack had gotten rid of Void mere weeks ago, and I t seemed like Stiles had been still taking things hard. First of all he wasn’t spending time with Emma as much, and it seemed like he still wasn’t sleeping.

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How Youth is Depicted in Battle Royale

Well, I promised that once I had my essay written, I’d upload it, and it’s all finished! Now, before you read, I just want to clarify a few things:

  • This is an essay written for an English class in college, so I had to go with some pretty boring topics IMO. The three things I chose to concentrate on were: Young people’s attitude towards the government, how ordinary things intensify in survival scenarios, and (losing of) morality.
  • Because the essay was going to be penalized if I went over a certain number of words, I had to leave out a lot. Forgive me for my lack of insight into certain characters (“You should’ve done X as an example!”), but I honestly had to cut out a lot.
  • Please note it's highly unlikely that my tutors ever read BR, so naturally I left out details, or I had to explain some pretty obvious things. 

Warnings out of the way, enjoy reading!

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My coming out thing, I don’t know man, it’s 1:30 am

This is more about how I figured out that I was not in fact straight and learned to embrace my aroace-ness.

Of course looking back, every thing makes sense, I never had schoolyard crushes, and I never understood the appeal of talking about boys and who we had crushes on, I was mostly preoccupied by the fact that I wasn’t allowed to join the Boy Scouts. I digress.

I think breaking up with my last boyfriend was the catalyst I needed to realise that romantic/sexual relationships just weren’t for me. After we broke up I just didn’t understand why everyone was asking me if I was okay, how I was coping, and if I was upset. By response was usually, ‘I’m great… should I not be?’ For the most part I was relieved that I no longer had to hold hands and make out, have anyone touch me, and most importantly no sexy times. While I wasn’t upset by these things, I didn’t like them, I would much rather sit on opposite ends of a couch and watch The Avengers for the 40th time.

Anyway, after we broke up and I wasn’t sad even though I was apparently supposed to devastated, I started to think maybe I was never attracted to him, so I quietly embraced the Gray-Ace label but I was DEFINITELY romantic (Nope.) it wasn’t until a few months later that I started to realise that I just didn’t feel sexual attraction nor did I feel romantic attraction. I seemed to think that just because I had been in relationships I HAD to feel at least some attraction, and I totally did, I just now realise that I was conflating romantic/sexual attraction and platonic attraction.

As many people will tell you that moment of: “yeah, I’m ____, this is who I am!” Feels amazing, finally everything made sense! So I told some of my close friends and everyone was super supportive. I even got “well obviously, I’ve known since like 7th grade.” (I was like: dude! Why didn’t you tell me?). I was finally myself and it felt great. However, I still hadn’t told my mum, who I adore.

So I followed some Facebook pages and joined a meetup group, and started getting pretty active in the community, but then a comment I made got quite a bit of attention, it ended up being one of those comments that all your friends can see. Well, my aunt saw it and replied and it was great, she and my uncle are super open minded and fantastic people, so I wasn’t worried. I didn’t realise that my mum also saw it until she super awkwardly asked me about it on the phone. (Just a side note, after I said ‘so do you understand what that means?’ My mum said ‘yes… so do you like girls?’ Clearly a bit of a misunderstanding)

So to sum everything up: I’m an aromantic asexual (and aromatic too as my phone seems to think) also Facebook outed me before I was ready so I’m still salty about that. But I’m so much happier now!


Headcanon 4

Jacob, Bella, and Edward would agree not to tell Renesmee about imprinting or what an imprint means until she was considered fully grown and until she showed a romantic interest in Jacob. It caused a few moments of adolescent angst where Renesmee liked some other guy and felt like she wasn’t good enough, and Jacob wanted to comfort her but was really jealous. But, it also let Renesmee experience that part of having schoolyard crushes like a normal child without feeling guilty or feeling like her future had been determined for her.

‪uh hey, yeah, if you spend time on the internet analyzing someone and spreading hate about them SPECIFICALLY because they’re dating an athlete/actor/musician that you have a schoolyard crush on, do not interact with this blog lmao

Jensen @JiBCon 7 Opening Ceremonies
  • Jensen: *sees Misha*
  • Brain: Quick, hide your Crush!
  • Jensen: Why?
  • Brain: YOU GOTTA!
  • Jensen: *Takes basket away*
  • Brain: Not like that, idiot! HIDE HIM! He looks so good! 😍😍😍🔥🔥🔥