How to Write for Scholarships

Writing for scholarships (including statements and essays) can be kind of a pain. There are countless scholarships and each has their own requirements and essay grading criteria. But if you put the work in and take the time to really rock it, there could be tons of money in it for you. Here are some tips that’ll help you nail writing for scholarships.

Write About Things You’re Involved With
Clubs, athletics, and volunteer work—any organized activity you do outside your schoolwork is fair game. It shows that you’re well-rounded and dedicated to not just your studies, but a bunch of other cool stuff.

Write About Obstacles You’ve Overcome
Write about where you come from and how got to where you are now. “Perseverance in the face of adversity” is a phrase people like, so show how you’ve displayed perseverance in your life.

Talk About What You’ll Do with Your Education
Give them a reason to give you money. Show the scholarship-granter that the money they invest in you will be well spent.

Keep It Short and Dense
Like brownie. It’s delicious and satisfying and it doesn’t take too long to eat. Do the same with your writing. Just don’t eat it.

Write Multiple Drafts
Your best essay will likely not be your first one. So rewrite a couple of times. You’ll find errors to fix and better ways to word things. 

Get a Second Opinion
Get your friends, teachers, parents, older siblings, pets, etc. to read your writing and provide their opinion. They might have an insight or two that you hadn’t thought of.

Toot Your Own Horn
Brag! This is your time to sell yourself to the scholarship-granter. Prove to them that you’re a good investment and you’ll put their money to good use.

#Preparing for College

Hate it or Love it: 50 quotes from MLK that white people can use besides ‘hate cannot drive out hate’

Every year around Martin Luther King Jr. Day everyone likes to drop an inspirational quote from Dr. King. Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was a multifaceted philosopher and an amazing orator with a plethora of accessible speeches, sermons and books; yet, somewhere along the way it seems as if a rule was created, restricting white people to one quote in particular:

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.”

I don’t know the reason behind the restriction; perhaps because this is one of the better quotes to try to push the “I don’t see color; we’re one race – the human race” agenda. Or perhaps the darkness and the light can be used to represent black and white and thus play into the white savior movement. Whatever the reason may be! BlackHistoryDay.tumblr.com is here today to give you 50 quotes from Dr. King that I encourage you to keep in mind for your future references:

1. “No movement of essentially revolutionary quality can be neat and tidy.”

2. “The only answer that one can give to those who would question the readiness of the Negro for integration is that the standards of the Negro lag behind at times not because of an inherent inferiority, but because of the fact that segregation and discrimination do exist.” 

3. “There is no more torturous logic than to use the tragic effects of segregation as an argument for its continuation.”

4. “It is one of the ironies of history that in a nation founded on the principle that all men are created equal, we’re still arguing over whether the color of a man’s skin determines the content of his character.”

5. “There comes a time, my friends, when people get tired of being plunged across the abyss of humiliation, where they experience the bleakness of nagging despair. There comes a time when people get tired of being pushed out of the glittering sunlight of life’s July and left standing amid the piercing chill of an alpine November.”

6. “There are some things that we’ve got to learn to sacrifice for. And we’ve got to come to the point that we are determined not to accept a lot of things that we have been accepting in the past.” 

7. “We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality…”

8. “We must see now that the evils of racism, economic exploitation and militarism are all tied together… you can’t really get rid of one without getting rid of the others… the whole structure of American life must be changed. America is a hypocritical nation and [we] must put [our] own house in order.”

9. “What good is having the right to sit at a lunch counter if you can’t afford to buy a hamburger?” 

10. “Increasingly, by choice or by accident, this is the role our nation has taken, the role of those who make peaceful revolution impossible by refusing to give up the privileges and the pleasures that come from the immense profits of overseas investments.”

11. “If we will but make the right choice, we will be able to speed up the day, all over America and all over the world, when justice will roll down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.”

12. “That the poor white has been put into this position, where through blindness and prejudice, he is forced to support his oppressors. And the only thing he has going for him is the false feeling that he’s superior because his skin is white—and can’t hardly eat and make his ends meet week in and week out.” 

13. “Through our scientific and technological developments we have lifted our heads to the skies, and yet our feet are still firmly planted in the muck of barbarism and racial hatred. Indeed this is America’s chief moral dilemma.”

14. “To keep a group of people confined to nasty slums and dirty hovels is not a State Right, but a State Wrong.”

15. “It may be true that morals cannot be legislated, but behavior can be regulated.”

16. “It may be true that laws and federal action cannot change bad internal attitudes, but they can control the external effects of those internal attitudes.”

17. “The law may not be able to make a man love me, but it can keep him from lynching me.”

18. “Even this nation came into being with a massive act of law breaking; for what implied more civil disobedience than the Boston tea party…there’s nothing new about law breaking.”

19. “God has brought us here for this hour to tell us to save America because our white brothers is carrying it more and more to destruction and damnation.”

20. “We’re called to do it so that means we can’t stop. This should make us more determined than ever before.”

21. “Now they always tell us to cool off and I know that when you get people cooling off too much they will end up in a deep freeze. They tell us to slow up and some of them even say that the Negros in Albany out to go home and be quiet because there’s a political campaign going on and you may help elect some particular candidate that shouldn’t be in office. Well I don’t know if you have an answer for them and I don‘t know if I have an absolute answer but I want to say to those who are telling us to stop merely because a political campaign is going on that this is a moral issue for us. We’re moving on towards freedom’s land. We cannot stop our legitimate aspirations for freedom merely because some immoral person will use this for his own political aggrandizements…”

22. “We worked in this very nation 2 centuries without wages. We made cotton king; we built our homes and the homes of our masters in the midst of injustice and exploitation. Yet out of a bottomless vitality we continue to grow and to live and if the inexpressible cruelties of slavery didn’t stop us, the opposition that we now face cannot stop us.”

23. “The absence of brutality and unregenerate evil is not the presence of justice.”

24. “As the nation passes from opposing extremist behavior to the deeper and more pervasive elements of equality, white america reaffirms its bonds to the status quo.”

25. “Whites, it must frankly be said, are not putting in a similar mass effort to reeducate themselves out of their racial ignorance.”

26. “It is an aspect of their sense of superiority that the white people of America believe they have so little to learn.”

27. “To find the origins of the Negro problem we must turn to the white man’s problem.”

28. “It seems to be a fact of life that human beings cannot continue to do wrong without eventually reaching out for some rationalization to clothe their acts in the garments of righteousness.”

29. “The greatest blasphemy of the whole ugly process was that the white man ended up making God his partner in the exploitation of the Negro.”

30. “Just as the ambivalence of white Americans grows out of their oppressor status, the predicament of Negro Americans grows out of their oppressed status.”

31. “Negroes have grown accustomed now to hearing unfeeling and insensitive whites say: ‘other immigrant groups such as the Irish, the Jews and the Italians started out with similar handicaps, and yet they made it. Why haven’t the Negroes done the same?’ These questioners refuse to see that the situation of other immigrant groups a hundred years ago and the situation of the Negro today cannot be usefully compared.”

32. “The Negro was crushed, battered and brutalized, but he never gave up. He proves again that life is stronger than death.”

33. “A riot is at bottom the language of the unheard. It is the desperate, suicidal cry of one who is so fed up with the powerlessness of his cave existence that he asserts that he would rather be dead than ignored.”

34. “What is needed today on the part of white America is a committed altruism which recognizes this truth.”

35. “True altruism is more than the capacity to pity; it is the capacity to empathize. Pity is feeling sorry for someone; empathy is feeling sorry with someone. Empathy is fellow feeling for the person in need— his pain, agony and burdens.” 

36. “I can never be who I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. This is the way our world is made.”

37. “True education helps us on the one hand to know truth, but more than that it helps us to love truth and sacrifice for it. It gives us not only knowledge, which is power, but wisdom, which is control.”

38. “If you can’t fly, run; if you can’t run, walk; if you can’t walk, crawl; but by all means keep moving.”

39. “We will move out of these mountains that have so often impeded our progress, the mountain of moral and ethical relativism, the mountain of practical materialism, the mountain of corroding hatred, bitterness and violence, and the mountain of racial segregation.”

40. “…Always have faith in the possibility of getting over to the Promised Land. Don’t become a pessimist and feel that we cannot get there; it is difficult sometimes, it is hard sometimes, but always have faith that the Promised Land can be achieved and that we can possess this land of brotherhood and peace and understanding.”

41. “An individual who is not concerned about his selfhood and his freedom is at that moment committing moral and spiritual suicide…”

42. “But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars.”

43. “There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.”

44. “Many people fear nothing more terribly than to take a position which stands out sharply and clearly from the prevailing opinion.”

45. “Many sincere white people in the south privately oppose segregation and discrimination, but they are apprehensive lest they be publicly condemned.”

46. “’Do not conform’ is difficult advice in a generation when crowd pressures have unconsciously conditioned our minds and feet to move to the rhythmic drum beat of the status quo.”

47. “This tragic attempt to give moral sanction to an economically profitable system gave birth to the doctrine of white supremacy.”

48. “Unlike physical blindness that is usually inflicted upon individuals as a result of natural forces beyond their control, intellectual and moral blindness is a dilemma which man inflicts upon himself by his tragic misuse of freedom and his failure to use his mind to its fullest capacity.”

49. “Only through the bringing together of head and heart-intelligence and goodness shall man rise to a fulfillment of his true nature.”

50. “Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.”


How to Make Your Senior Pictures Awesome

Senior pictures are pretty important (at least for your parents), but it can be hard to think of original ideas. So we thought we’d take you through the world of clichéd senior picture ideas and what you can do to spice them up.

Cliché: Sit in places you shouldn’t

There are tons of senior pictures taken in the middle of the road or on railroad tracks. I guess part of taking your senior pictures is tempting fate.  

Spice it up: Show off your hobby

Painting, writing, gaming, crocheting, etc. Showing off your biggest hobby or creative endeavor is the best way to express yourself.

Cliché: Get friendly with trees.

Something about senior pictures brings out peoples’ inner tree-hugger.

Spice it up: Get your instrument involved.

Instruments can get cliché too (guitar and railroad track anyone?), but it’s an important part of who you are and what you do. Probably a bit more important than trees anyways.

Cliché: Stand in front of something rustic.

Old barns, 60 year old tractors, partially painted fences, …dumpsters. Old and rusty things tend to be pretty popular settings for senior pictures.

Spice it up: Sports!

Sports are a huge part of high school life and it’s important to show that. Get suited up, go out to the field, and maybe get your teammates in on it too.

Cliché: Do awkward things with your hands

I call this hand position “limp-fish-on-head.” I don’t know what the purpose of it is, but do a Google search for senior pictures and it’ll pop up.

Spice it up: Hold up signs.

But have a little fun with it. Instead of the “Seniors 2016” route, say something funny or send a message to your future self.

Most of all: Be yourself and have fun!

Senior pictures are meant to be at time capsule to show who you are as you begin your senior year. It’s a snapshot of yourself at a big crossroads in your life. Everything will change for you in the coming year or two. So relax, be yourself and have some fun so you and your family can remember the way you were. 

#High School

Top Movies of the First Half of 2017.

1. Get out- When it comes to the best movies of first half of 2017, consider this situation… Fucking Handled! Yo, Jordan Peele made the best movie of 2017 so far and it’s going to take a hell of a movie to knock it off. I had my reservations about this movie because movies that get this kind of hype on Facebook and social media never pan out but this one did! This movies comes correct from the first scene of my beloved Lakeith Stanfield walking through a, “superb,” in a situation that every person of color has feared would happened to them. A lot of praise should also go to the leading man Daniel Kaluuya too, his physical acting is incredible and as he’s required to change demeanors so many times during the movie and he never wavers for one moment. There’s so much to talk about with Get Out. All the white people come correct and are genuinely horrifying. I guess Lena Dunham isn’t the biggest villain on Girls. A true hallmark of an important movie is how it can change or shape your perception of a certain person, group or situation. While it sheds an incredible light on how most minorities and especially african american minorities feel about living in this country the most image altering part of this movie is that Jordan Peele made the fucking TSA cool. There has to be an award for just that alone. 

2. It Comes at Night -This film is a “horror” movie that isn’t interested at all of scaring but instead it wants to horrify you. This movie relies on tone and atmosphere than actual jump scares to create the his dark (literally because most of the movie is in the dark) tense canvas for their characters to live in and instead of a big bad monster waiting at the end of the hall the true horrors are the people themselves, well intentioned individuals who because of circumstances are forced become the most desperate version of themselves. Those circumstances are left incredibly vague throughout the movie with only just subtle nods and hints to what’s actually going in the outside world and that allows us to not worry about the world but more so on the character themselves. Nothing is ever really explained in this movie but it relies on the viewers basic understanding of a humans connection to family, a teenagers connection to sexuality to a mothers connection to a son and so on and so forth. If you come to this movie to be scared you will be disappointed. But if you come for a gorgeously shot, tense and dark character study of human survival instincts you will be blown away. 

3. Lost City of Z - Lost City of Z is one of the most beautiful movies I’ve seen in a long time. All the shots in the Amazon are breathtaking. James Grey has so much respect for all the beauty that the world has to offer and lets his camera linger on shots that a lesser director would have just blown through and moved onto the next one to service the plot. The way scenes fade in and out of each other is also masterful and makes me wish for nothing more but to leave my life behind and go exploring the amazon.  Lost City of Z is also an incredible piece of period filmmaking. From the opening shots to the courthouse drama you’re submerged into 19th century Britain and that comes with it’s own baggage. Especially when it comes to Sienna Millers character who gets treated like an afterthought half through the movie. But the first half of the movie she’s terrific and her character is given a lot to do and deserves to be respected. 

4. Win it All - As a person who enjoys people meeting and interacting with each other I can’t say enough about Joe Swanberg and Jake Johnson and their collaborations. Everything about this movie feels so real from the people, the relationships to the stakes. And by stakes I don’t mean just the gambling stakes, I mean the stakes of what it means to have a job, a girlfriend and have your life figured out. Shouts to my man Jakey J for now and forever. It may not have been as good as Drinking Buddies but for what it lacks in substance it makes up for with it’s absolute delightfulness. I never thought in a million years I would be saying a Joe Swanberg movie was, “delightful.”

5. Wonder Woman - I don’t really care for Super Hero movies that much anymore but Wonder Woman blew me away. Yeah the third act has issues and falls for the same old comic book tropes but everything leading up to it is amazing. From watching Princess Diana discovering what ice cream is to her walking across No Mans Land and unleashing hell on those machine guns all the way back to seeing baby Wonder Womans face on the big screen knowing she was going to be the hero of her very own story! It does justice to not just the woman part of it’s title but the wonder as well. It’s a wonderful movie.

6. John Wick: Chapter 2 - Spoiler alert: the dog live in this movie. Which is about the only real criticism that the first John Wick had and now that they fixed that they take this surprisingly successful franchise to new heights. Keanu Reeves is absolutely terrifying in this role especially considering I see about 5 Keanu Reeve’s look a likes walking the treadmill at the gym everyday and they’re all more likely to be doing someone’s taxes than they do gouging peoples fucking eyes out. But to each his own! 

7. Logan - When all the fanboy dickriding and Johnny Cash settles you’re left with a really good superhero movie. All the action is terrific and is a very emotional movie.Jackman and Stewart play their f bomb dropping and eye gouging versions of their iconic characters perfectly and this movie is honestly a very nice course correction after visual garbage that was X men Apocalypse.

8. Split - M Knight back? Possibly. This a very good movie with no discernible twist. Unless you count Jame McAvoy getting buff a twist, which I knew he had that in him the whole time (apparently he did too). But this a very good movie for the uneasy and tense thriller genre even though the most uneasiness to this movie comes from the real world horror and not the big bad swoll James McAvoy himself. 

9. Kong - This movie is like going into a test and expecting a D and getting a B- and sitting there and realizing you could have had an A if you really tried a bit harder. This movie has so many moments of pure joy and pleasure but the over saturated World War 2 soundtrack and some over the top Unle Sam-ification of Samuel L. Jackson bogs this down from being a truly special movie. 

10. Free Fire - Although I would have much rather this movie have more shoot em up scenes than, “hey are you still alive?” scenes I enjoyed the hell out of Free Fire. As much as I’d like to say queen Brie Larson was the best part of this movie and she’s terrific but it has to be Sharlto Copley and his A+ suit.  

I’ll Never Forget You

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count  : 4 985
summary : Reader gets sent to 1994 PW with Kai. [fluff + angst]
note : the story continues in part II
 gif by lightwoodxalec

    “Wakey wakey.” said an unfamiliar male voice. “About time you woke up. Watching you drool on my favourite pillow – not a good way to start our friendship.”
Y/N shot up straight, looking around confused and instantly pulled away from the stranger. “Who are you ? Wh-where am I ?”
    “You are in my bed. Oh don’t give me that shocked look. Nothing happened – yet.” he smirked devilishly. “I brought you home after I found you laying on the ground not too far from here on my way from my shopping trip. I am still not sure you are real. Being all alone for such a long time can mess with your head –”
Y/N stared at him. Her new ‘friend’ had blue/gray eyes, brown hair, perfectly chiseled jaw and – was literally the hottest guy she had seen in her life. He was sitting half a metre away from her on the bed and was currently grinning which in a way was starting to creep her out, but on the other hand – his smile was like literal sunshine and she couldn’t help but smile for a moment too.
    “Hey, what year is in the real world ?” he asked. “I have been here all by myself for quite a while. Time started blurring into one endless sea of misery.”
    “What? What do you mean the ‘real world’?” she asked confused. “I am dreaming. I hit my head and I am probably in a coma somewhere because what you just said makes no sense.” 
Kai took the food tray from the nightstand and put it on her lap without taking his eyes off her. If he had counted correctly, he had been all by himself for about eleven or twelve years now. Finding her a few hours ago still felt completely surreal to him. His father would’ve never send anyone there to keep him company. Being trapped in a Prison World all alone for all eternity, unable to die no matter what he tried, had been his punishment for what he did on May 9th 1994. 
    “Yeah, a lot of things don’t make sense.” he trailed off. “You still haven’t told me your name, sweet cheeks.”
    “Y/N … and you are ??”
    “Right, sorry. Where are my manners?! I am Kai… Parker.” he smirked. “By your shocked expression I gather you have heard of me. How ?”
Y/N started to get up but he gripped her wrist and almost instantly she flinched in pain. Her eyes drifted to the place where he was holding her seeing a reddish glow coming from under his arm, then she glanced at him. The look on his face was a mix of shock, surprise and curiosity. She gripped his wrist, yanked herself free and ran outside in the hall locking the door with magic to buy herself some time. 
    “Stairs.” she muttered to herself, glancing in both ways. “Where are the stairs?!”
A few seconds later she was already running towards the door, almost jumping the stairs two at a time, and opened the door. ‘Voudoux.’ she heard him mutter behind her and a moment later she got pulled back. 
    “What the hell ?!” she groaned, grabbing the stair railing. 
    “Ahhh life is so much easier with magic, isn’t it Y/N.” said Kai tucking up his sleeve as he walked down the stairs with a grin on his face as he waved his hand, slamming the door shit. Instantly Y/N ran towards it, trying to open it again. "I juice boxed your magic earlier and let me tell you something, it feels amazing to be able to do spells again.”
    “D-don’t hurt me.“
    “I am not going to hurt you. Why would I hurt the other half of the population on this empty planet ?” he thought out loud. “Doesn’t really make sense.”
    “Please let me go, Malachai.” she put her hands on the door still trying to open it. A moment later he was right behind her, bracing his hands on either side of her body caging her in. His breath tickled her neck and her heart thumped like crazy, and the moment he touched her, she started to tremble. Not so much from fear as much from how gentle his touch was. A part of her had expected him to yank her back or something.
    “Hmmm… ” he stroked her hair. “Don’t ever call me by my full name unless you want to get hurt.” Kai snaked his hands around her waist and she turned around coming face to face with him. He looked at her all serious for a moment and cupped her face, smiling at her. “Don’t look so scared.” he said amused. “As long as you don’t run, call me by my full name or get me upset in any way – you are perfectly safe.”
    “Am I ?”
Kai hummed, took her hand and pulled her towards the couch in the living room. He was dying to find out who his new friend was. How she had gotten there and maybe, just maybe become friends with her because being all alone was turning into a burden now and he could barely stand it anymore.
    “You are a witch. Now I know for sure my father didn’t send you here.” he pushed her down on the couch. “Who are you and what did you do to get yourself sent to a magical Prison with a murderous sociopath ? Must’ve been pretty awful.”
    “None of your business.” she snapped, rubbing her wrist. Damn, he had a tight grip.  “Why don’t you tell me where we are since you were here first ?”
Kai studied her face for a long moment trying to make a decision and sat next to her. “Alright. Since you are the girl , I’ll bite.” he smiled at her. ”This is my childhood home. You are in Portland , Oregon. Stomping grounds of Courtney love, Tonya Harding and tons of other awesome people and its May 10th 1994. It has been May 10th 1994 on a repeating loop for about ten? Twelve years ? Like I said before, after a while time blurs together.”
A few minutes passed in complete silence as she processed what he had just said. Growing up she had heard the story or more heard of it. Her parents were also coven leaders in Oregon, same as his, but she had been too young at the time and all they had told her and her brothers was that some boy from the Gemini had done something awful and they had sent him away where he could never hurt anyone.
    “It’s 2007. In the real world.” she said quietly.
    “Ahhh she speaks. Finally.” he grinned. “It’s just you and me by the way. We are literally the only two people in the whole planet. You know, it is so exciting to finally be able to show this place to someone. Usually my family keeps to itself and not many people outside the Gemini come to –”
    “Do you have anything to eat?” she asked suddenly. “Something sugary ? I am feeling kind of – lightheaded. Don’t suppose you have chocolate around here or I don’t know cupcakes or something ?”
    “You like cupcakes too ? Awesome !” he put his hand on her hip and grinned at her. “You stay here. I’ll go grab you something sweet from the kitchen and maybe later we can make some cupcakes.”
Y/N watched him walk out of the living room and into the hallway towards kitchen, listening to to his footsteps. As soon as they stopped she got up as quickly and quietly as she could and ran towards the window, hoping it might be a way out.
    “You are so predictable.” said Kai, leaning against the door frame with a can coca-cola in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. “Did you really think I didn’t think of putting a boundary spell ? Seems excessive, I know but I just want to talk to someone, you know. I’ve been in complete isolation for over a decade. And you don’t want to be all by yourself, trust me. It might sound fun but it is not, specially when there is no way to change it. And trust me, I’ve tried.”
Y/N ran her fingers through her hair, took a step towards him and stumbled over for a second, feeling dizzy. Kai was quick enough to catch her and help her to the couch before handing her the chocolate bar and the cola.
    “Thanks.” she smiled for a second, taking a sip. 
    “Now aren’t you happy I put a boundary on the house and you didn’t fall through the window ?”
    “Shut up.” she rolled her eyes, taking a bite from the chocolate. Kai laughed under his breath and sat on the opposite end of the couch. “Why are you being so nice ? Like – you could’ve let me fall back there but you didn’t.”
    “Eat your chocolate.” he said, closing his eyes for a moment. “You know, when the day is over I do hope you chose to stay here. It would be nice not to be alone. I might be rusty on face to face interactions but you seem fun. Or annoying. I can’t make up my mind yet.”
    “You are giving me a choice ?”
    “Yeah.” he gave her a small smile. “Anyways, don’t you want to hear my story now that you are not all lightheaded, low blood sugary and all?”
Y/N studied his face. Was he really giving her a choice or was that a trick ? There was a large part of her that believed him when he said he wouldn’t hurt her. He had sounded so honest, but the other half was worried he had been lying. Not that it mattered. Her family had sent her away. There was no one coming to get her and spending eternity alone did sound awful.
    “I know the story. You killed your siblings and then they sent you here as a punishment.” 
    “Technically, yes. That is true but it’s not the full story.”
    “Enlighten me then.”
Kai grinned. “Someone’s curiosity won over huh. Awesome! Where should I start ? I guess you know I am a Gemini, obviously. Anyways, in my coven’s tradition after the 22nd birthday of the twins there is this merge ceremony where the twins merge their strength and the stronger one wins, the weaker one dies. I was supposed to merge with my twin sister, but my father had other ideas. See, I was born without my own magic which when my parents found out made me the defective twin in their eyes, the abomination. No one in my family understood what it was like, being a siphoner, so… they isolated me. I couldn’t even touch anyone. Everyone would always flinch or run away. That screwed me up big time.” he swallowed hard. “Not too long after my 22nd birthday I figured out my father’s plan and needless to say I didn’t handle by anger the best way.”
Y/N couldn’t help but notice how his voice nearly broke while he told her his story and unless she was imagining it, his eyes were a little more watery than they should’ve been. Clearly his parents’ attitude towards him had hurt him. Who wouldn’t that hurt, right ? When the people who are supposed to love you no matter what decide you are not worth it because you are born different, it hurts. 
    “And your family sent you here –?”
    “My father – my father sent me here.” he swallowed hard. “He treated me like trash for 22 years and then sent me away. The coven always came first no matter what, as if his children didn’t even matter.” he trailed off.
    “You know, I understand it, I think. I mean obviously they shouldn’t have treated you differently. Being born without your own magic doesn’t mean you are less than everyone else and not being able to touch anyone – ”
    “You really think so or are you lying to get me to trust you.” he wondered, studying her face carefully. 
    “Paranoid much ?” she teased, running her fingers through her hair. “I’m not lying. I know what it is, sort of. After this car accident when my older brother, who was supposed to be the next coven leader, got killed because of me, my parents practically locked me in my room for a whole year before they sent me here after I tried to bring him back from the Other Side. Which resulted in my father almost dying, you know nature demanding balance and all.”
    “That’s how you got yourself sent here?” he asked a little surprised. “You tried fixing something and got punished for it ?”
Y/N swallowed hard and nodded. There was more to it, but now wasn’t the time to tell. “I guess I deserved it. I mean – I did get myself in quite the mess for someone my age. Expression is pure darkness and –” she sighed. “Could’ve been a lot worse I guess. I could’ve been trapped here all by myself.”
    “Are they coming to get you any time soon or ?”
    “Who knows.” she shrugged her shoulders. “They didn’t even tell me I was being sent away. Last thing I remember before waking up in your bed is going to sleep in mine. I guess they drugged me or wiped my memory or something. There are all those white spots in it – ”
    “You can stay. If you want.” he said hopefully. “I mean, I know I trapped you here and probably scared the living daylights out of you but –”
    “For now.” she smiled. Kai smiled nervously at her. “But we are sleeping in separate rooms.”
    “Jeez, suck the fun right out of it won’t ya.” he laughed. “Fine. Pick your room, little witch.”


Living all alone with Kai in the Prison World was both exciting and a little scary sometimes… though not in the traditional sense of the world. They had their bad days where he’d wake up in a mood and nothing she did or said could fix it but only escalate things and sometimes in his anger, he ended up siphoning her without her consent. After that happened a couple of times, Y/N decided to steer clear from him whenever he was in a mood and as the months passed, those moods rarely happened. However there were days when they still fought… until a few months ago when they found a new outlet for their frustration. Contrary to what both of them had agreed on their first day together, Kai slept wherever she did and at first he had scared her out of her mind sneaking into her bed in the middle of the night, wondering why she always sleeps with the lamp on. Then later on he had told her how after all this time spend all by himself, he didn’t like sleeping alone. A part of her wondered if maybe he was scared she’d leave and not tell him, but after a few weeks together it became clear to both of them that’s not going to happen,ever. 
Turned out they had a lot of things in common (similar music/book/movie taste) and enjoyed a lot of the same activities like cooking and karaoke, but also when it came to their families. To both their parents the coven’s future always came first, over their own children, and every time Kai got a little extra curious about it, Y/N would just change the subject, which made him wonder what she wasn’t telling him.
Kai liked having her around, listening to her laugh and talk and after eleven months spent together he couldn’t imagine his life without her. There had never had someone like her in his life. Someone who doesn’t treat him differently for what he is and wasn’t judging him what he had done even though the aftermath was right before her eyes every time she walked downstairs. Somehow Y/N had become the most important person in his life and even though he didn’t understand what all those emotions he felt towards her meant, he knew it to be true and often wondered if he was just as important to her. He also knew that if he ever got the chance to get out there was no way he’d leave her behind. 

*                    *                    *

    “Y/N ? Come on, you’ll miss the sunset.” called out Kai, walking into her room. He could hear the shower running and by the looks of it, she hadn’t heard him calling for her. A sigh left his lips and he tossed himself on her bed, feeling something hidden under the covers. “What the ..?”
Kai reached under the blanket and pulled out a small notebook with hardcovers – her diary. He had seen her multiple times writing and had always wondered what she was writing about and now had the chance to find out, though for a moment he hesitated. Y/N was barely a few metres away in the shower, she could walk in on him at any moment and for sure she’d get upset with him, but the temptation was too big for him to resist. Kai scooted up on the bed, resting his back against the headboard and opened the cover, trailing his fingertips on the first page. There it was – her beautiful handwriting, but it wasn’t just that. 
    “Wow…“ he smiled to himself and flipped to the next page. Her diary was mostly sketches and scribbles with small text bubbles here and there, mostly random thoughts or song quotes. A lot of the sketches were sceneries – his house from the front yard or that small fountain a few houses down the street where they had spent a couple of hours a few weeks ago (because it had a pool). But mostly it was sketches of him – his face when he smiles or laughs, smirks or … as he realised, when he was looking at her. Kai trailed the image with his fingertips, his smile getting a little wider. Damn. he mouthed, flipping page after page until he stumbled upon a couple of pages of full writing. His eyes scanned the text and a couple sentences caught his attention.
Y/N had spared him some of the details from her childhood, which in a way resembled his except there had been at least one person who cared about her enough to protect her – her older brother. He wondered why she wouldn’t trust him enough to share her full story with him, seeing how they had gotten really close during the past few months and flipped another page, instantly sitting up, holding her diary in his hands with a smile on his face.

“Dear Diary,

I have to say – my parents’ idea of punishment clearly differs from mine. How can they think sending me here is a punishment ?! I mean, yeah, if I was all by myself, it probably would have been, but I have Kai… and even though some days he is annoying as hell, gets on my nerves and pushes every single button there is, I love having him around and having him in my life. He might not understand it yet, emotions and all, but I think he cares about me as much as I care about him. Every day with him is an adventure and I am happy I chose to stay that first day. I am happy I get to spend every day with him, even the days when we fight because it means this is all real. Life is not all unicorns and rainbows (not that there are any unicorns or rainbows anywhere around here, seeing how we are stuck on a repeating loop of an annoyingly sunny May 10th 1994)…  
I don’t think I would’ve liked being here if it wasn’t for him and if one day someone comes to get me, they’d be dragging me away kicking and screaming because there is no way I’d leave him behind. How can I ? Kai became my best friend (well, a little more than a friend in the past few months), the most important person in my life and I think I may be fa–”

    “What are you doing ?!“  she exclaimed, holding her towel with one hand, reaching for her diary with the other.
    “I can explain.“ he gulped, glancing between the diary in his hands and Y/N. Her hair was dripping down her towel and onto the floor, but he didn’t mind mas he usually would. "And why not ?” he asked, putting his feet on the ground. “You are a great artist by the way. Why do you keep drawing me so often ?”
Y/N clenched her jaw, put her diary under the pillow and grabbed his hand starting to pull him up. Instead he pulled her onto the bed and rolled on top of her, wondering how the sentence he had started to read ended. His friend tried to push him off but he gripped her wrists, pinning them on either side of her head.
    “None of your business. How did you even find it and why did you decide that you have the right to read it ? It’s private –“
    “I didn’t look for it. It found me.” he smiled at her. “You are really bad at hiding things. Same as with running and playing hide and seek. I find you in a couple of minutes. It’s like you don’t even try.”
    “Malach–“ she said through gritted teeth and instantly his eyes lit up in flames. His lips crashed against hers, just like every time she called him that the past few weeks, and his grip on her tightened, not realising jow in his anger he had siphoned her for a few moments. "Stop kissing me when I am upset with you!”
    “Hey, not my fault you used my full name –“
    “You can’t invade my privacy like that !”
    “I think we are past the ‘privacy’ invasion, sweet cheeks.” he smirked at her, gazing into her eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me about your parents?“ Was he imaging it or her eyes had started to water the moment he had mentioned her parents ? "You said you had gotten a ‘taste’ of what it’s like being isolated, but it didn’t seem like it judging by what you had written. Did they really lock you away in the basement or the attic whenever you messed up? That must’ve been hard. Being all alone in the dark…” he thought out loud. “Explains why you can’t sleep with the lamp turned off, or without that stuffed toy you had in your backpack when I found you. Well, slept. Now you have me to cuddle.”
Y/N pressed her lips together, trying hard not to start crying in that exact second. A large part of her childhood memories had been painful, yes … and even thinking about them made her feel like she was back there … all alone, cuddled up in the corner of the basement or the attic. Her parents had always put her older brother first, seeing how he was supposed to be the leader of the coven, and had been strict as Hell with her and her younger brother. After the accident things had gotten out of control and her parents had blamed it all on her, as if she had been driving the car that hit theirs, completely ignoring the fact she had almost died too. And in the end they had decided to get rid of her for good, by banishing her in the Prison World.
    “Get out. Now.“ she said through tears. ”Leave or I will make you leave.”
Kai pulled away, realising his mistake too late. Y/N hadn’t been as upset about him reading her diary, checking out her sketches –
    “Y/N, I –“ he started.
    “Motus.” she muttered, pushing him out of the room until his back hit the wall on the other end of the hallway and he slipped down to the ground. Last thing Kai saw before she flicked her wrist and slammed the door shut with magic was his only friend starring at him with pain in her eyes.
For a few minutes after the door slammed shut, Y/N just sat there starring at the door remembering the look on Kai’s face. He had looked so broken and obviously he hadn’t expected her to get upset about it. A part of her knew he hadn’t meant to hurt her that he had just be curious about it, the other felt more broken than angry. Her eyes closed and she felt tears streaming down her cheeks while her mind took her back to the time she had been 7 years old and her father had yanked her away from the front yard. She and her older brother had been chasing each other around that and she had accidentally tackled him on the ground. He had hit his head, hard, and later on turned out he had a concussion. Even though it had been an accident and her brother had protested they don’t touch her or punish her in any way, Y/N had spent most of the day and nearly the entire night locked away until her older brother had sneaked out of his room to come get her.
* * *

Kai sat on the floor by her door, listening to her crying while trying to figure out how he had managed to mess things up so badly this time. No one had ever said he is the most important person to them and now … he was terrified things between them had been broken beyond repair. He wanted to make things right, to apologise but every time he knocked on the door and called out for her, there was no answer. Yet he didn’t give up and kept trying.
    “Y/N ?“ he knocked on the door again about 40 minutes after she had kicked him out. “Please, open the door.”
    “Go away.“ she shouted. A sight left his lips and his lips curled into a small smile. That was progress, at least she was speaking to him. Even if those were the only two words she had said to him in the past hour. "Please, let me in. I can’t stand listening to you cry –”
    “Then you shouldn’t have done what you did.“
    “I know. I am sorry. It’s never going to happen again, I promise.” he pleaded with her. “I will never touch your diary again, I will never say a word about –”
    “You think that’s what I am upset about ?“ she put her hands on the door loudly, almost sounding as a bang. "You reading my diary ? No. I am upset about what you said –”
    “You know I say things without thinking. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I never meant to hurt you.“ he placed his hand on the door, unknowingly placing it at the same spot her hand was on the other side. "I am sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything. I just … Please, open the door. We can go for ice cream or make cupcakes. Whatever you decide. Let me make it right.”
A few long moments passed and he heard her start to unlock the door, instantly he got up. Then the weirdest thing happened and he heard her scream.
    “N-no! No, let me go !“ she shouted, her feet kicking at the door. ”Let go off me ! Kai ! I have to say –”
    “Y/N ? Let you go ? W-what are you talking about ?“ asked Kai confused, putting his hand on the doorknob, which was still locked. For a few moments it sounded as if things were being broken in the room, her voice muffled by something and then – nothing. He called out for her a few times and when he couldn’t hear any sounds coming from the inside anymore, he flicked his wrist unlocking the door with magic and stepped inside. His eyes widened at the sight before him – her nightstand lamp had been knocked on the floor, glass shattered everywhere and the window was open. Had the window been open before ? He couldn’t remember or think in that moment.
    “Y/N ?” he called out for her, running into the bathroom looking for her. He looked everywhere but there was no trace of her. Or the backpack she had had when she had first arrived. However when he reached under the pillow – there it was, her diary. Kai tried a locator spell, hoping that maybe she was somewhere outside and he’d find her, because he knew she wouldn’t leave. Not without him. There was a flicker for a moment and then – nothing. As if she had just blinked out of existence… and then it hit him. Someone had come to get her. His jaw clenched and in the next few moments the wall got redecorated where he punched it with his fist, his screams filling in the empty house. He was all alone again and –
    “I didn’t get to say goodbye.“ he whispered, sitting on the ground next to her bed holding onto her diary as if his life depended on it. “I didn’t get to say goodbye.”




anonymous asked:

Is there a difference between dresstights and stockings. I'm cosplaying a character that has a lot of thigh and booty exposure and last thing I want is a complete wardrobe malfunction. What did you use when you did your Miku Append cosplay?

Usually, unles I’m wrong, stockings to me usually mean thigh highs? 

Dresstights or panythose are full waisted?

But the actuall DIFFERENCE between the two is the SEAM. Most pantyhose have a shaper seam on the upper thigh, dance tights DONT, so it looks more natural/invisible. They are also arguably more durable. 

There are some pantyhose with no seam of course, and you can usually find em anywhere. I got some at cvs. But heres a dance tights link anyways.

For my miku append, I used not only tights, but also BUTT GLUE so I was garuanteed no malfunctions. I used the butt glue on my boobies too. 

musical genius | school series 4

characters: you x jaehwan

summary: from strangers to friends to lovers…along with some music involved

quote: “i want to be more than friends”

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