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She’s mine now Part 9

Originally posted by punchybunnyblog

Prompt: Theo comes back from hell to find out his girlfriend is now dating Stiles.

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8

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EXo Reaction to how they would plan their new house to live their wife (or husband)

Requested by Yixing anon :3 Xoxo, Admin A~

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Chanyeol:

“Let me see your phone! I know you have pictures of houses there! You are always looking for cute pics! How are we going to find a house if I don’t know what you want!”

Kris:

*He would go to an architect office and hire them to do some weird galaxy design to surprise his baobei* “I’m being serious! I want a star room!”

Sehun:

*He would look on his own for good places and then show you the ones he liked the best* “I think this one would be perfect.. it’s big enough… kinda gives you the a lord lived here vibe… and has enough rooms for all the kids we’ll have”

Tao:

*It would be an impossible discussion* “This girl.. we are having a Chinese style house! They are really pretty… fine we can add a pool… even if it doesn’t go with the style of he house”

Kai:

“What am doing? Well… I was looking for some furniture and that.. you know… for our new house… I want it to look nice inside.. for you” *Adorable baby*

Xiumin:

*Literally found the perfect house… with a family living in it* “Come here! Just a peek.. we can try to build something similar.. oh shoot! I think they saw me”

Baekhyun:

*HE would be the kind of boy that has built so many houses… in the sims.. and gets frustrated because he wants them all*

Luhan:

*If the house has a nice TV room, he’s in. That’s all he needs*  “What? I’m going to spend a lot of time here.. with the cats.. watching soccer games..”

Chen:

*Has it all planned* “We’ll have a big house near the beach with four pools, a theater,  a bowling room… 10 rooms.. and four kitchens”

Kyungsoo:

*He would ask you everything you want your house to have and then try to order the ideas you have with the ones you have so it’s easier to find  a place you two like* “It’s okay jagi, I have it all figured out. Leave it to me”

Lay:

*Visits so many places with you and until you two like the same place, he won’t stop looking* “What do you say about this one.. it’s very spacious and has a lot of light.. it’s nice”

Suho:

“You don’t have to worry about anything babe.. I already bought 20 houses.. but if you don’t like them… we can always buy a new one”

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

—  ahs hotel sentence starters .

nsfw   and   triggering   themes   and   mentions   may   be   present,   such   as   blood,   gore,   murder,   death. 

  • ❛ What can you tell me about the people that come in and out of this place? ❜
  • ❛ And you? Who are you looking for? ❜
  • ❛ I can see the pain in your eyes. It’s very familiar. ❜
  • ❛ Do you really need to be so aggressive? Can’t you have some compassion? ❜
  • ❛ You get the hell out of here. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve seen what your caring looks like. We’ve all seen it. ❜
  • ❛ Do you know what this room used to be? ❜
  • ❛ I loved roaming the streets, devouring the pulse of the city. ❜
  • ❛ How come a girl like me ends up with tracks in her arms living in this dump? ❜
  • ❛ There’s a part of you that wants to get lost, am I right? ❜
  • ❛ I’ve tried it all, man. There is nothing better. ❜
  • ❛ In your black heart of hearts, you know. You’re just like me. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll show you what you’ve been dreaming of. ❜
  • ❛ You’re the greatest serial killer who’s ever lived. ❜
  • ❛ By the way, I’m not unaware of the obvious cliche here. ❜
  • ❛ You swear you don’t have any unfinished business here? ❜
  • ❛ I want nothing more than the dark silence of death itself! ❜
  • ❛ In other words, don’t haunt my hallways, bitch. ❜
  • ❛ You must have a lot of questions. I have answers. ❜
  • ❛ What’s the price I have to pay to be like you? ❜
  • ❛ I’m offering you eternity with your great lost love. ❜
  • ❛ If you want to feel the magic of cause and effect you have to have a purpose. ❜
  • ❛ This is my problem with police officers. All you care about is evidence. ❜
  • ❛ They got greedy, started taking things that didn’t belong to ‘em. ❜
  • ❛ You start to give, give it away before they can take it from you. ❜
  • ❛ I could see where they were headed. A tragic, wasted life. ❜
  • ❛ What I wouldn’t trade for a chance at that. ❜
  • ❛ I imagined you lost hope a long time ago. ❜
  • ❛ Can you say the same about your husband? ❜
  • ❛ And what are you asking me to trade for it? ❜
  • ❛ We are going total bye-bye, right? ❜
  • ❛ It was a special kind of love. Maybe a once in a lifetime thing. ❜
  • ❛ All the cracks and missing pieces came together. I felt whole. ❜
  • ❛ I’d found my soul mate. I couldn’t stop smelling his head. ❜
  • ❛ You think there is hope now? ❜
  • ❛ Getting high used to be like how you imagine heaven. ❜
  • ❛ I wrote a song with her. And then she wrote me off. ❜
  • ❛ This place is far enough away that it speaks to me. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, you’ve lost something. ❜
  • ❛ And now you’re frozen in time. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, we got a bit of everything. ❜
  • ❛ Can’t move forward. Can’t go back. ❜
  • ❛ That sounds obscene.
  • ❛ I Googled you. ❜
  • ❛ I wanted to save kids because I felt I needed saving. ❜
  • ❛ It was like I finally fell in love for real. ❜
  • ❛ I’d found my soul mate. ❜
  • ❛ Because I am stuck in this place, thanks to you. ❜
  • ❛ I could feel your longing.. ❜
  • ❛ Your undying loyalty. You’ll be working for me. ❜
  • ❛ Give it all away for free, and that way, you can pretend that it doesn’t hurt. ❜
  • ❛ We had a deal. We had a deal. ❜
  • ❛ I wasn’t more then four or five when the world started taking from me. ❜
  • ❛ You know what you do when all you know is people taking? ❜
  • ❛ That is my message to the world. ❜

anonymous asked:

top 5 studying tips

  1. If laziness seems to be your enemy, push yourself to spend just 5 minutes studying to build momentum and you’ll find yourself finishing that lesson in no time.
  2. Remove distractions on your study space. Put your phone on airplane mode or in another room, use website blocking apps on your laptop, etc.
  3. Break down tasks on your to-do list into smaller ones and set deadlines. Instead of putting “write essay” on your list, put “write one paragraph after school on thursday.“ Also, set deadlines for yourself a few days earlier than the actual deadline so when problems arise you have time to fix them.
  4. Overstudy. Read the chapter at least twice and explain it to someone to see how well you understand the lesson. Do spaced-out review sessions up until the day before a test so the information is fresh in your brain.
  5. Take notes during lectures on google docs and invite your other classmates as a way to collaborate so the details are complete and also as a way to talk and have fun when the lecture gets boring.

ask me my “top 5/top 10” anything

Hey, thought you might like to see what happened with the Aequis custom you made for me. Won’t be long before I hang it up. 😉

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Aaaah, it looks great! And I finally managed to leave enough room in the margin for proper matting, yes! Thanks for sharing! :D

anonymous asked:

Do you believe in spooks and the supernatural?

Yes - I’ve had a few experiences in the past that I’m gonna say were supernatural - mostly ghosts I guess. Of course, they all happened when I was younger, but I think/have heard that when your mind is younger (more innocent and therefore less clouded with analytical thought and the need to justify everything logically), you are more open to seeing other-worldly things, or you simply accept it for what it is at face value… 

When I was five, I was trying to go to sleep in my room, and I saw a pair of red glowing eyes on the wall opposite to me.. I didn’t have a night-light on, and the blinds were closed, and opaque, so there wasn’t anything reflecting in from the street outside (also, my window, had it been exposed, was next to the backyard anyways). When I was that young, I didn’t remember being scared, or questioning of it - I just accepted it. I never saw it again, and I still don’t know what it was.

A more recent story happened like… four years ago I think. Let’s set the context: I was still living at my partner’s mom’s house in the country. It’s a big house, about 100ft from the nearest road, and probably 50ft from the nearest neighbour. It was about 6AM in the morning and I was the only one awake, and brushing my teeth on the main floor, near the kitchen. Brent was still sleeping on the second floor, as was his mother and younger brother in the basement bedroom. Their three dogs sleep in the kitchen, and usually bark ONLY if someone enters the house (stranger or not). The only ways in to the house are either through the garage, which opens very loudly and is extremely obvious, or through a side door (which was locked at the time), and is also extremely obvious. 

So, I was brushing my teeth. About halfway through, I heard the dogs start to bark. I thought it was weird, because as I mentioned, they only bark if someone enters the house, and otherwise are fairly quiet. I then heard an adult female voice say “Hey!” to the dogs, in a friendly manner. I stopped brushing my teeth, left the bathroom, and poked my head into the kitchen. The dogs were all standing next to the gate, looking at the garage door. I had heard neither of the doors open at all. 

I still have no idea what happened. The people I’ve told this story to have suggested: a creaky water mane, or just general house noises, etc. And I say no to that - it was a distinctly adult female voice, saying that one word. There was literally no one else in the house, awake and saying stuff, to have said it. 

Anyways. The spirit, or whatever it was, sounded friendly enough, and I guess after greeting the dogs she decided to leave, so it’s all good. 

I’ve had a few other weird experiences at old castles in England and Scotland, but I was like 11/12 when I went there, and who knows how much of those experiences were biased by all the haunted stories the tour guides told us. 

The Cursed Kiss

In response to @mustardyellowsunshine ‘s  request here I finally finished my own version of her kissing “prompt”. It took a lot longer than I thought it would so sorry for the wait and enjoy!


Inuyasha stared after Kagome as she followed Souta into the hall, leaving him sprawled out on the floor behind her.

Disappointment welled up inside his chest at her retreat.

It wasn’t like he couldn’t understand that she didn’t want her family to catch them alone in her room kissing.  But… what the hell??? They’d been SO close…

Reluctantly, he dragged himself to his feet and followed after her down the stairs to glare down the hall. There in the entrance was her family, all squeaky clean and happy to see them.

He felt a little like a jackass for wishing they’d just disappear.

“You could have stayed a little longer…” he heard Kagome say in a cheerful voice that sounded fake even to him.

“Yeah, like three seconds longer,”  he muttered bitterly before drawing back into the stairwell.

There he heard Kagome ask about their trip and they wasted no time in springing into a description of the hot springs. Inuyasha sighed and slumped against the wall.  

After a little while of listening to her babble nervously to her family, the others went into the living room and Kagome returned to the stairwell under the pretext of asking him to join them.

He looked at her sulkily but felt mild relief as she returned a disappointed smile. “We’ll just have to try again later,” she whispered.

Instantly the half-demon’s ears perked up a little. “Later,” he quickly confirmed.

Kagome smiled at that and together they went to join her family as they started the debate over what to have for dinner.

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i hate the way you make me feel. that’s probably the worst of it all. it’s a combination of reminiscence, joy, and utter despair all mixed up in the pit of my stomach until i can hardly breathe. and it happens every time i see you, or when you’re in the room, or even when i think about you and you’re not even there. and i hate the power you have over me. i wish i could pull myself out of your chokehold and beat you to the ground and make you pay for everything you did to me, what you said to me, how you make me feel. but i can’t. because in that awful mixture there’s a tiny, tiny splash of hope somewhere in there. hope that it’ll go back to the way it used to be.

and that is what keeps me from letting go.

Hiatus Fic-A-Thon #13 - Sleepless Nights

I’m running, so please excuse the lack of commentary.

Thanks to @thebookjumper​ for hosting @olicityhiatusficathon​.


Sleepless Nights

The Drug in Me is You series
Prompt:  Sleepless

“No,” Felicity grumbles to her annoying alarm clock as she turns over, even though she knows she’ll have to get up in a few minutes.  She didn’t build in enough time for sleeping in, but that doesn’t stop her from seeing what happens.  Reaching over, she slaps her hand over the snooze button, and blessed silence falls over her room.

A second later, it starts in again.

Two seconds later, Felicity realizes it isn’t her alarm clock.

Her alarm clock doesn’t have a clock radio, but a male vocalist is singing about not letting his demons drag him to the grave.  She only glances over at the clock once to check the time—two a.m. If Oliver is calling her now, it’s important; he never calls after she’s already left the lair for the night.


Continue Reading:  [AO3]  [FanFiction]  (Wattpad to be posted later)

Izumi: Izumi will remove his glasses. While he hates the idea of squinting to just make out what’s in front of him, he knows that the “glasses on, glasses off” trick is tried and true. He also usually only does it when you’re close to him and wants to kiss you.

Yuu: He’s the best at pulling of the cutest clothes, without any trouble. He can make bright colors and soft pastels pop, and especially loves doing it to see you smile and give him compliments. He has a collection of cutesy clothes just for this purpose.

Ren: Putting effort into his fanservice would mean having to stand up and do things, so Ren adapted his - lazy winks and smiles from across the room. When you catch his eye, he directs them at you to make you blush. But if he doesn’t get a rise out of you, then he blows a kiss instead.

Touya: Touya and you go bicycle riding together sometimes, and he unintentionally provides the fanservice moments through his riding. Watching how his legs move and the way he works is a romantic thing in and of itself - especially when he kisses you after the ride.

Hajime: The taiko drum performances he puts on are a spectacle, but Hajime knows they can be greatly improved with a small detail. He will remove his shirt and perform that way from time to time, and makes sure that you are in attendance to performances where he does just that.

Reiji: Reiji, often lighting himself on fire, has burn patches on his clothes. His hair is always a little wild, and he smells of chemicals if it was a lab day. But when he dresses up for a conference or a school event, he makes you well-aware that he’s doing it that day. He enjoys seeing your red face when you notice what he’s wearing.

Shun: He loves to get you riled up with teasing kisses and waves from across the room. Showing off while you are busy is his favorite thing. But what really drives it home is when he casually acts like nothing happened as you approach him - before surprising you with a romantic kiss.

Souma: Souma brings in things for you to try, but doesn’t let you try even a spoonful for yourself. He teases you and feeds them to you himself - effectively spoiling you. And it’s only things he’s made, never anything store-bought!

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anonymous asked:

Fionn being in France for his latest movie and you go see him for the weekend and have a sweet little romantic getaway

And he has a weekend off so he takes you to Paris for the two days and you spend most of the time catching up for lost time; kissing and cuddling and sharing baths in the gorgeous bathtub, eating dinner in some recommended restaurants, making love in the early hours of the morning and lounging around naked on the bed or walking the room in the nude because it’s been a while and they’ve got no need to dress because the clothes wouldn’t stay on for long. xx

anonymous asked:

Mello for the headcannons

Damn, anon, how did you know this is just the guy I wanted to answer this for! Also shoutout to my boo @ytgalactic for requesting the same about our boy. On to the answers!

  • What they smell like: Lmao I don’t want to think Mello smells like axe body spray but I have a bad feeling he does.
  • How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): Dude doesn’t sleep. I see him being like L. I see those bags Mello, you can’t hide ‘em from me! Since he takes up so much room when he sits (his arms are always splayed out and his feet are always up) I’d see him being the same when he does decide to sleep.
  • What music they enjoy: I can totally see him being into those bands that were popular like in the late 2000s - 2010, like The Strokes, the Kills, Sleigh Bells, lots of guttural guitar licks and splashy high hats. I can also totally see him being into hip hop that makes him feel cool, like he’d fuck with Kanye or Kendrick (like The Recipe? He’d totally listen to The Recipe) or ‘90s gangsta rap like Tupac and Snoop (L.A. pride!) that makes him feel like a ~badass.
  • How much time they spend getting ready every morning: Mello isn’t a get up-and-go kinda dude. He likes to look put together. He likes being plush. I’d say an hour / hour and a half.
  • Their favorite thing to collect: Victory? Other people’s tears??
  • Left or right-handed: I think he’s naturally right handed but is reasonably ambidextrous. I think in the manga we see him using both hands to hold his phone / chocolate bar (lmao) so yeah I think it’s a reasonable guess.
  • Religion (if any): LMAO this is a hard one. I think he’d be the kind of person who grew up Catholic, wasn’t particularly attached to it, but as he grew older and did more reprehensible shit grew to use it as a comfort and to ease his guilt.
  • Favorite sport: Soccer. Kind of canon?
  • Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): Find new and exciting ways to pickpocket people? Just kidding! I see Mello binging on sweets and walking through museums and low-key getting emotional at a particularly beautiful piece. Like he’d see an exhibit on Japanese cloisonné and be like fuck those chrysanthemums are making my eyes misty, someone must be chopping onions in here. The interest in writing and reading that Another Note gives Mello has totally given me the headcanon that he’s generally into the arts, even if he’d loathe to admit he’s moved by those things.
  • Favorite kind of weather: Purely for aesthetics he prefers cooler weather so he can layer on tacky jackets and leather pants with no fear.
  • A weird/obscure fear they have: This is tough cause I really see him as a generally brave guy who isn’t afraid of much… does failure count? Idk man, I have an obscure fear of blue whales so I’m gonna say Mello is too cause what good is a fictional character if you can’t project your fears onto them tbh.
  • The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: Mello is one of those people who would be annoyingly good at everything, this is an absolute headcanon of mine for him. Like school, sports, the arts, he can do it all. So when it comes to arcade games he’d be like that overly competitive guy who would clean house. (Except for with Matt of course, they’d probably be playing a two-player game of racing and be like sweating and cursing at the wheel while Mello forces some poor younger kid to feed him bites of chocolate between laps.) I think Mello would be particularly apt at zombie shooting games and grand theft auto.

anonymous asked:

Is there any way to attract other witches? Not necessarily romantically. It's just really lonely trying to subtly peek out of the broom closet😓 and it would be really cool to have someone to discuss with irl (I share a dorm room w/ another student, as I go to a residential high school). Thank you!

Hey there! Check things like Meetup and see if there are any gatherings in your area, or even go ask your local metaphysical shops if there are any groups or classes you can join. Check school boards where you can post ads… sometimes you will find things advertised there (depending on your area). There are also a few tumblr witchy maps floating around and you can check to see if there is anyone in your area you can hit up. Anyone else have any ideas? Best of luck though! 

anonymous asked:

I'm rereading the MonsterHaus AU and I just had this thought: What if Tango somehow gets his paws on catnip? I already loose it at regular cats because they look so dumb and cute when they are high, but Tango's gotta be precious! Tango without catnip :3 Tango with catnip ◉_◉ (he sees the universe)

Part of the Monster Haus AU. Featuring a lot of things but mostly Tango the Sphinx.

Every time I write something for this AU I go ‘this is it. this is the dumbest thing I’ve ever written.’ and every time I manage to outdo myself so here we fucking go. 

“What did y’all do?” Bitty knelt behind the arm chair in the living room, a wooden spoon brandished like a weapon as he whispered at Ransom and Holster.

“I don’t know how many times I have to go over this with you Bits, we thought it would be funny,” Holster hissed back, his lips barely moving and his back pressed firmly against the wall. There was a series of razor thin scratches running down his cheek, and a hockey stick clutched in his hands.

“To be fair, it is kind of funny.”

“You are not helping anything Whiskey.”

“I did not come here to help.”

WHISKEY.”

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7 Minutes in heaven - Harald

AU Mini Series - prologue

@bookswillfindyouaway @kumpmk @nekodemon73 @sugakookiexx @nightmares-are-daydreams @mads—world @lj-laufeypevensieweasley @archer-whovian-violinist

“Ooh look who we have here.” Your friends cheer and you already assume the worst before you even see your professor walking around the corner. 
 
Your university was quite relaxed and it was not that uncommon to have students and professors living together in one of the fraternity houses. 
 
“You can’t be serious!” You hiss just before both of you are grabbed and stuffed into one of the rather large storage rooms. 
 
Here it was. The most embarrassing thing that had happened in your student life so far. You had a class with the man first thing in the morning, for fucks sake. 
 
“I’m very sorry, professor Finehair.” You mumble, looking down on your feet to avoid even more awkwardness. 
 
The fact that he honoured his name by looking fine as hell did not help and he really didn’t need to see you blushing like a twelve-year-old schoolgirl. 
 
He starts laughing, a quiet chuckle leaving his lips, “Oh don’t worry, I’m used to it by now. You know…I wish I had read your paper already. At least we’d have something to discuss for the next 7 minutes this way.” 
 
It’s your turn to laugh now and you take a quick look at him, testing the waters, “I’m sure we’ll figure something else out to pass the time.” 
 
No. Big mistake. He was still hot and licking his lips now, which made you realise how stupidly suggestive your last sentence was without even intending it. 
 
“I’m sure we will…” 
 
He steps a bit closer to you, hand coming up to brush against your cheek. Your way too shocked to even attempt to move away, not that you wanted to. 
 
You don’t move away at his touch, so he brings his hand behind your neck to pull you closer. Your body melts against his chest, his warmth and breath on your skin making you dizzy. 
 
When his lips finally brush yours, you moan against his mouth. Your hands wander to his beautiful long hair, experimentally tugging at it. He groans, his grip tightening while his kisses get more passionate. He drags your bottom lip through his teeth, hands squeezing every body part they can reach. 
 
He pulls back, just before the door opens, giving you a little smirk and wink, “See you tomorrow.” 
 
He looked practically unfazed by any of this as he exited the room, while you looked like you had just gotten back from a drunken night out in the club.

rainywithachanceofstars  asked:

"You're always number one" for ANYTHING regarding JJ

ohmygod yes [jake peralta voice] coolcoolcoolcoolcoolcool 

four word prompts

“Where is he?” Seunggil asks calmly. The bartender jerks his chin towards the back corner while his hands are preoccupied drying off a glass. 

“Go easy on him, yeah?” he says. “I think he’s had a rough night.” 

“Try a whole year,” Seunggil mutters, making his way towards the back of the room, where he could now spot a familiar head of black hair drooping against the shoulder of a woman who was looking at him very pitifully and smoothing back the fringes of his hair. Seunggil tries to quell the spark of annoyance that shoots through him at the sight. 

“Seunggil!” JJ exclaims, head popping up at seeing him. He flashes a wide smile, any signs of having been crying on a stranger instantly disappearing, save for a few dried tears on his cheeks. “Seunggil, you came for me!” 

“I apologize for him,” Seunggil tells the woman, bowing slightly. Strong arms are steadily wrapping around his shoulders and hot breath washes over his ear. 

The woman laughs a little and waves a hand. “It’s fine. He’s sweet!” 

“You came, you came,” JJ is murmuring. His voice breaks a little, like he might start crying again but he pulls away a bit to stare at Seunggil like he hung the moon. 

Yeah, Seunggil thinks wryly. Like this, JJ can be sweet. The morning’s going to tell a different story, though.  

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  • Akira: Ann you have to help me with Yusuke
  • Akira: he gives me butterflies every time we see each other I can't handle it any more
  • Ann: that's so cute, you should ask him ou-
  • *Akira opens a box revealing four hundred butterflies*
  • Ann:
  • Akira: he said I'd appreciate their artistic value but I can't feed them all. I'm running out of room for them. what am I supposed to do with four hundred butterflies.
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A/N: Sorry I’ve been so hopelessly inactive recently, honestly I have about a dozen fics in my notes I just have no inspiration or motivation to finish any. It’s really bad! Hopefully I’ll get back into it soon! 

You could see across the whitewash room, despite the exuhstion that was washing over your aching body. Sat in a slumpped position dark hair all floppy from running his hands through it. But despite the dark circles under his eyes he had never looked mor handsome than he did now, holding your little baby boy in his arms all bunddled up in the blanket his mother had bought months before. Peace had fallen over the room and for a single moment you where happy. But you where so tied, keeping your eyes open was a challenge right now. He looked up for a second, and his beautiful grey blue eyes met your own and fear suddenly flashed across them. Despite the tiredness etched across his own face he jumped to his feet, mindfull of the baby in his arms to cross the room and lean over you. “Y/N? What is it? What’s wrong?” “I-” you said but it sounded more like a gasp for air, you weren’t stuggling to breath but you felt yourself fading. “I’ll go get a doctor” he said but you used the last of your energy to hold his hand and stop him from leaving “No I… theres nothing to be done… I want to be with you” you whispered. He caught on to what was happening and panic began to fill his face as a million and one thoughts rushed around his head. “Y/N you can’t go, not now, not like this” he whispered in a begging voice. “My Seba” you whispered, eye lids heavy and all you wanted to do was sleep but you fought to say goodbye. “Look after our baby… I love you” and your eyes lids closed, a single tear being squeezed out to run down your cheek as your body fell limp and he let out a aganising cry of pain. 

anonymous asked:

gay culture is being at a sleepaway camp in 5th grade and seeing a girl from across the room and falling in love right then and there, like just drop dead bc you are GONE. and then being like "I just think she's really cool!" bc u keep finding yourself staring at her and THEN being like "I'm not obsessed with her, she just... looks like someone I know!" bc u don't know what being gay is and that's the only way u can justify having the hots for this girl to ur 11 year old self

ME ME ME ME ME ME God…… the feeling of having a crush but not knowing it was a crush because of compulsory heterosexuality or homophobia or just confusion or any combo was some of the most complicated SHIT to try and figure out