#girlies there was a literal slur thrown in there

[jellyfishbeansontoast]

back to crying over heartstopper <3

[dominantslasherking]

More Kurt Knuckle plzzz I literally want to rail him~♡

Kurt Kunkle with Dominant Male reader

PART 2 OF THIS REQUEST

HERE IS PART 1

Can I request a Kurt Kunkle story where reader gets picked up and starts hardcore flirting with him and like leaning in closer and putting his hand on Kurt’s thigh as Kurt gets more and more flustered. He eventually puts a poll up to the chat asking what to do and everyone votes fuck, and he leans over to suck readers dick. I feel like he’d sound good gagging as we praise him for how good he feels as his chat is going crazy as this is happening

Kurt rides [Name]

"Kurt....Fuck..." You groaned, your hands wrapping around his neck, a he bounced on your cock slowly, his deep breaths muffled into your neck. "A-Am I--Doing it...Right?" Kurt asked you, as well as the chat, as he tightly clutched onto you.

The chat was going wild, as Kurt had the camera positioned to where you could see [Name's] large cock entering Kurt's virgin hole perfectly. Kurt was in cowgirl position with you sitting of course.

"I---" Kurt let out a deep breath, as his hole engulfed your cock fully, his head getting thrown back with tears as your large hands wrap around his waist to steady his movements.

"Ok---I think--- I will- Aagh!~" Kurt let out a girly moan as you unexpectedly thrust into him, Your cock inside Kurt's hole making a sweet and wet sound. "Pleasee--Let me--t-take controlmmmhhm--!" Kurt slurred out, rather bashful at your thrusts as he wanted to be the one to take the lead.

You hitched your moment as you let Kurt contain himself as he gave a smile, trying to turn his head to look at the camera, and the chat going wild.

"Guys--Ehm--Watch as I bounce on [Name's] cock, ok?!" Kurt said excitedly noticing the viewer count rising to the extreme. Kurt moved his body, lifting himself in the air before harshly clamping and going down on your cock, the chat raving about how they loved the sound of how Kurt's hole was so lewd around your cock.

What you didn't expect was for Kurt to start relentlessly fucking himself on your cock, prodding your cock inside him so much, that Kurt's eyes nearly rolled back from how harshly he was fucking himself on you.

Kurt's cock twitched, as this helped him go faster, as he himself was close, he didn't mind that he wouldn't be able to walk the next day, he simply didn't care, as he was currently cock drunk on YOUR cock.

He was acting rather feral as he kept whispering lewd things, to you, "Fuck---So tight~" You groaned out to Kurt, as he started to drool out of his mouth, slightly sticking out his tongue as the chat was enjoying this very much.

Suddenly Kurt's cum sprayed all over his own chest and some onto yours. His hole clamped furiously around your cock sucking you in deeply, however, you have yet to cum, so as Kurt halted his movements, you really didn't care that he stopped riding, so you began to thrust into him, with extreme speed, Kurt slowly starting to spaz from the pleasure, as he was rather drunk on your cock.

"I want---Aghhaa!~Y-Your cummm!~~" Kurt pleaded, his moans nearly blocking out the sound of the skin slapping in the car, Kurt kept clenching harshly. As you no longer could hold your orgasm back much longer.

Kurt brought you into a sloppy kiss, as you thrust in and out of him until your cock eagerly twitched, You caved into his hole as much as you could, in and out, as far as you could reach inside, until your cum started to rapidly spill out of Kurt's hole, your own cum coating your cock as you gave out a few more thrusts.

Slowly you grabbed Kurt's ass cheeks and spread them, while he was still on your cock, giving the chat a good view of your cum leaking out of his hole, and onto your cock.

"Does this mean we are dating?" Kurt breathlessly whispered into your ear, while pulling you into another kiss, as you gave a muffled response, "Mm-Yea-ah."

[yogorlhilanne]

BREAKING MY SILENCE

I'll probably make this on Twitter also, though I doubt it'll really attract (on both Tumblr and Twitter) many people but OH MY FUCKING GOD. THIS NEEDS TO BE SAID.

I know OTHER people have probably talked about this (or maybe not)— plus the Harry Potter fandom is probably dead at this point or maybe still thriving somehow in ways I don't really know but LILY FUCKING EVANS MADE THE WORST DECISION POSSIBLE AFTER ENDING HER AND SEVERUS' FRIENDSHIP.

Look, she was like practically a minor character yet was kinda important to the plot but honestly she deserved to be with someone better than James Potter. No hate or dumb reasons are gonna be thrown at Lily but girlie was dumb as fuck entirely for having a kid with her friends bully who made his school life HELL.

It's been on my mind the more I think about Severus' past and James and Sirius bullying.

I genuinely like Sirius as a character but bro cannot be bullying Snape, like sweetheart we know your an inbred rich child but that doesn't mean you should bully someone who's the LITERAL opposite of you. (expect for neglect and abuse)

James was a fucking jock.

LISTEN & IMAGINE. A friend of yours who you've know for maybe about 6 years calls you the worst insult ever, in a fit of rage, you break the friendship and ofc, leave. That's genuinely completely understandable to one who has common sense.

BUT THEN, after that, you go on to marry your ex friends bully that HAS MADE YOUR EX FRIENDS SCHOOL LIFE MISERABLE AND SHITTY.

Sure it's COMPLETELY understandable how Lily can be mad at Severus for calling her a "Mudblood" because that's a canonical slur against muggle-borns, really, BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN SHE HAD TO MARRY SEVERUS' BULLY WHO BULLIED HIM RELENTLESSLY, and that's so fucked up in many ways. And YES. As far as I'm concerned, Lily seemed to only like James because:

He wasn't strongly associated with the dark arts

Wasn't associated with future death eaters/followers of Voldemort

I don't think it's confirmed how long James and Sirius had been bullying Snape but it makes me SOOOO fucking livid that like... HOW THE FUCK DO YOU ACTUALLY LIKE A CHARACTER IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THEIR FLAWS AND HOLD THEM ACCOUNTABLE FOR THEIR ACTIONS? (*Cough Cough* James and Sirius "fans" *COUGH*)

If I'm being 100% honest, I've never seen anyone say "James/Sirius is better than Snape" ever and not even ONCE in my lifetime being in the Harry Potter fandom.

There's really not much on Snape's past during his school years but in all honesty, Lily Evans was dumb as fuck for dating her friends bully like okay, MAYBE James and Sirius did take accountability at one point and confessed to Lily. JUST MAYBE. But I don't remember nor heard anyone saying that was true nor JK Rowling saying anything about them taking accountability.

AND I DON'T THINK THEY EVEN APOLOGIZED TO SNAPE EITHER. (Maybe regretted it but that's not taking accountability for one's actions, perhaps Remus did but never heard anyone saying that was true either because it's probably just a headcannon and Remus probably didn't even bully Snape at all)

Lily Evans... I love you and all and I don't hate you... You just disappointed me.

LIKE IF I WERE IN LILY'S SHOES I WOULDN'T GET TOGETHER WITH JAMES BECAUSE MY FRIEND HAS ALREADY LIVED A HARD LIFE AT HOME, (she probably didn't know but I would've ask Snape what his home life was and would've saved him unlike Lily) AND JUST BECAUSE SNAPE WASN'T RICH NOR GOOD LOOKING DOESN'T MEAN YOU GET A FUCKING PRIVILEGE TO BULL HIM. OR JUST BECAUSE HE FUCKING EXISTED.

Also I get that Lily was mainly mad at Severus because of his Slytherin friends and that he called her a "Mudblood" BUT IGNORING THE FACT HE GOT BULLIED RELENTLESSLY, NEARLY DIED TO A "prank", LIVED IN AN ABUSIVE HOUSEHOLD (she didn't knew that but imma just put it there anyways) AND THAT HE HAD HOPED THAT HOGWARTS WOULD HAVE MADE HIS LIFE BETTER BUT IT GOT DESTROYED, IS UTTERLY DISAPPOINTING AND FLABBERGASTING TO ME.

No hate to people who genuinely ship James and Lily (love the fanarts) but Lily deserved better than that. Perhaps she also knew about the werewolf incident but if I were her I would've BITCH SLAPPED Sirius to remind him of being inbred and stupid as fuck BECAUSE WHAT????

A prank—as far as I acknowledge, shouldn't put someone's life in DANGER and in a LIFE OR DEATH situation SIRIUS 'INBRED' BLACK.

I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYONE YET TALKING ABOUT THIS AND SHITTING ON LILY (for being flawed ofc yet dumb as shit). Lily in general is a good person but she had flaws that needed to be talked about and HERE I AM.

James & Sirius bullying was ignorant and really unjustifiable, Peter and Remus should've known better but I don't ENTIRELY blame them but they should've known fucking better. Lily WAS understandable up until she got together with James and I kinda wanna bitch slap her right now.

Honestly if I were Lily, I genuinely would've gotten together with Snape and ACTUALLY helped him like any person with COMMON SENSE would do.

And to end it off with a cherry on top. James and Sirius bullying Snape should be talked about more and we should shit on them for their flaws yet ignorance actions that they didn't even try to take any single OUNCE of accountability for. Just because you learned from your bullying mistakes and "becoming a more mature and better person" isn't justifiable and shows your blind fucking ignorance to your affects of bullying to other people you dumb dipshit fucker.

(Will possibly edit this again but I'll post this now bc it's been in my drafts for some time and it NEEDS to be sent out rn)

[cartooness]

Bby Lav AU

OKAY SO

ME AND MY LOVE @thefearanddespair CAME UP WITH THIS AU LIKE 2 WEEKS AGO AND I JUST REALIZED I NEVER TRULY POSTED IT SO HERE IT IS. WARNING IT’S HELLA LONG.

PINK HOLY SHIT

 WHAT IF EVERYONE FOUND LAV AS A TODDLER

 INSTEAD OF BEING 14, SHE'S 4

 EVERYTHING IS THE SAME EXCEPT SHE'S 10 YEARS YOUNGER

 AS WELL AS ALL THE FRIENDS

 DECAN SINGS LULLABIES

 SHE IS ALWAYS HOLDING SOMEONE'S HAND

 PIGTAILS

 “The moon sings me to sleep every night”

“The MOON?”

“Yeah! He’s very nice, I love Moon uncle”

Lav to a friend as a 4yr old bby

 And she makes friends with mason when they're 7!!

 Super childhood friends to lovers

 Y E S

 And she's always sleeping in someone's room. She doesn't like being alone

 There is always a child's blankey in all the rooms for whenever she wants to sleep with someone

 Someone- Oh can I schedule an appointment on this day?

Hadley- Oh I'm so sorry but that day is taken. I can put you for... a week from now?

Someone- Alright.

 Hadley was actually just rocking lav to sleep.

 SO CUUUTE

 UMBRELLA DAD. THEY'RE TRUE DADS NOW. ALL OF THEM.

 LAV IS STILL POWERFUL AF

 Father’s Day is a BITCH for her lmao

 Ok so she's at like Vivi's house or apartment whatever, and she drops her off at HQ, and there's a giant roll of easel paper, taller than bby lav, with all her dad's on there

 AND THEY'RE TRYING NOT TO CRY

 Or failing in Decan’s case.

 Bby Lav gets a hold of Hadley’s umbrella wand.

Hijinks ensue.

 >:)))))))))

 ÒwÓ

 Otto has to literally YEET Hadley into the fucking sky to grab her, grab the wand, and float safely to the ground again.

 LMAOOOO

 Hadders- Othello. Throw me.

Otto- Um??

Hadders- JUST DO IT

 And then they’re floating down, and Hadley’s cradling the Bby in one arm, holding his umbrella up with the other.

 Like Eclipsa with Meteora lmao

 Y E S. I M LOVE

 If Lav can ever teleport, she and Decan could do the thing Glimmer and Angella do in that last episode of season 3.

 You know, the teleport and catch thing.

 SHE CAN. SHE CAN TELEPORT

 Decan flying after her and catching her and all that in his winged form. Or even Otto doing that!

 Y E S

 Hadley is subsequently freaking the fuck out on the ground.

 PLAYTIME WITH FUN PAPAS

 WITH WORRIED MOM

 “PUT HER DOOOOOWWWWWN!”

Otto proceeds to blow him a rather Loud raspberry lmao

 AND LAV GIGGLING LIKE CRAZY, "AGAIN, AGAIN!!!"

Otto- you heard the little lady!! Again!

 Hadley: “ARE YOU ACTUALLY JOKING ME???”

And Otto blows another raspberry. And makes a rather crude joke.

And Hadley is jusT O F F E ND

 LAV IS A VERY ACTIVE BABY

 THEY'RE ALWAYS CHASING HER THROUGH THE HOUSE OR AT PARKS AND STUFF.

 HER KITTY EYES ARE MORE IRRESISTIBLE THAN BEFORE.

 SHE STILL HAS BEANS AND PURRING

 Hadley: *Bitching at Otto*

Otto: “PBBPPBRBTBRBRPT!! Jeeez, Hadley, all that hot air you’re blowin’ is contagious, crack a window wont’cha?”

Hadley: *Pterodactyl screeching*

 LMAOOOOO

 Hadders- BUT MY BABY DOWN BEFORE I BEAT YOUR BUTT!!

Decan- MAKE US.

 Otto- SHE'S OUR BABY TOO, YA KNOW!

 Meanwhile Lav is enjoying the silly stuff her papas are fighting over and is thrilled of being tossed around. XD

 Decan’s just laughing and twirling and stuff. He’s all just “It’s fiiiiiine!”

 :OOOOOO

LAV IN KINDERGARTEN SHOWING ALL THE KIDS HER BIG ASS EXTENDED FAMILY.

 Lav’s presence just screams ‘Gay Rights’ to all the other little kids.

 Even if not all of the parents agree.....

They get told off

 Lav- And this is all my papas!! They all love each other very much.

The teacher- Lavender, sweetie, did you say that your "papas" all.... love each other?

Lav- Yeah!! Daniel and Cecil love each other. Decan and Otto love each other. Lewis, Vivi, and Arthur love each other. Merlin and Quentin love each other. And Percy and Hadley don't have love yet.

The teacher- *grimace*

Some kid- You're dad's are all *insert slur here*!!!

Lav- Stop, that's mean!!

Some kid- No it's not, it's true!!

And he gets shoved out if his desk.

And poor bby lav comes crying when they pick her up, explaining how all the kids made fun of her and her family.

 Hadley then calls in to the office when he picks her up from school that day.

 He has a few words XD

 A few.....very polite, very CHOICE words.

 And then he’s like to Lavender.

“Now, I’m not one to spoil children, but I do believe that an ice cream....or two....is warranted at a time like this.”

And that means a lot when HADLEY’S the one doing the treating. The responsible, rule-driven and sometimes strict parent.

 YES BIG LOVE.

 “Just....don’t tell anyone else. They’ll have me strung upon a wall, or....thrown in the stocks.”

Very old fashioned boi lmao

 Lav, a good girl, - Okay Papa Hadley!

 And she proceeds to eat two scoops of peaches and cream ice cream.

 Adorable.

 I know!!

AND COULD YOU IMAGINE? BABY MASON?

 They're in the same first grade class and they're table buddies!!!

 They probably have play dates all the time!!

 AND SHE MAKES HIM THINGS OUT OF MAGIC SOMETIMES

 7 year old Lav- Mason, Mason!!! Look what I can do!! *makes a pinecone out of magic*

7 year old Mason- :OOO THAT'S SO COOL LAV!!!!

 This is way too fucking cute, I can’t.

 Mason, showing his pinecone to Kyle, then Nicole, - NICKY, LOOK WHAT LAV MADE ME!!!!

Pre Transition Kyle- Woah! That's so cool!!!

Mason - I'm gonna keep it in my box of special things, where it'll be safe!!!

 BBY LAV PLAYING WITH OTTO AND DECAN’S NON-HUMAN PARTS?

Pointy ears, Tails, Wings, Dec’s Horns, Otto’s Fangs

 YES YES YES SHE WOULD

 “Woooow! You’ve got weally big teeth, Papa Otto!”

Or

“You have vewwy pwetty wings Papa Decan!”

 And they’re just....melting.

 I'M LOVE I'M LOVE

 OR PLAYING WITH DANIEL AND CECIL HAIR. OR ANYONE'S HAIR IN GENERAL

 Hadley’s super long and thicc hair lmao

 Y E S

 One day, Hadley's hair is just. Covered in hair accessories.

 And lav says to keep them in all day. And so he does.

 And it takes like half an hour to take all of them out lmaooo

 WHEN OTTO COMES HOME FROM LIKE TRAINING OR SOMETHING AND HE'S ALL BEAT UP, LAV AND DECAN CLEAN UP HIS WOUNDS, BUT LAV PUTS LIKE PRINCESS BAND AIDS ON ALL THE SCRATCHES AND STUFF.

Someone- Why do you have... girly band aids all over you?

Otto- the doctor said I had to keep these on and if I take them off I will die.

 He’s sitting in a chair, like, grumbling as Cecil and Daniel have to take them out.

ALSO ABSOLUTELY HE WOULD DO THAT!

 Big Masculine Buff Man.

Princess Bandaids. And they’re, like, his pride and joy.

 Awwww!!

 Best part of getting beat up. Lav gives him the Princess bandaids. He says they make him look badass.

Proud Papa.

 Cecil’s a fashion designer.

Bby fashion.

 :OOOOOOOOOOOO

 I D E A S

 YOU KNOW HOW LAV LIKES TO BE COMFY? SHE PROBABLY HAS A BUNCH OF CUTE SWEATERS THAT SHE WEARS ALL THE TIME

 ALL HER DADS LOVE HER TO BITS AND YOU WILL DIE IF YOU MESS WITH THEIR SHARED BABY GIRL

OMG. PARENT TEACHER CONFERENCE THINGS.

 GASP. LAV LEARNING ABOUT THE LGBT COMMUNITY. SHE'S 4 INSTEAD OF 14 WHEN SHE LEARNS.

 Also YES all of that is über wholesome

 Otto goes and when people are, like, homophobic or whatever, he sorta lounges back, feet on the table, and does his sorta ‘Blow-Raspberry-Fart-Jokes’ routine that he loves so much at all the other people and they’d be like ‘Honestly this is an grown-up affair, why don’t you act your age you disgusting slob of a man’ and he’s just like ‘Really? Then why don’t y’all stop acting like a bunch of whiny children, whining about the 21st century? Then maybe I’ll treat y’all like adults and this meeting like something important. (Otto is the king of Fart Jokes lmao. He’s a big old child.

And terribly dad-like like that. It’s just one of the truths about him.)

 OMG IMAGINE MASONDER

 Okay so, they're both like, 12 I guess, and it's Lavender's birthday, and Mason gives her like, a really cute stuffed animal, and she Instantly Loves, and she gives him a big hug and a peck on the face.

 Cue awkward silence

 Everyone sees.YES EXACTLY

 Big old moment.

Baby’s First Kiss

 Mason, not knowing what to do, just returns the favor.

 And Lav is almost about to DIE FROM HER MASSIVE BLUSHING.  Mason's fucking. Avoiding all eye contact with everyone, and it's a very uncomfortable silence.

 And finally Lav breaks the silence by grabbing his face and kissing him.

EVERYONE IS LOSING THEIR SHIT

 Hadley, in the back of the room,

"IS THIS ALLOWED!?!?!? IS THIS ALLOWED!?!?!?

Emotional Moment.

And the supposedly steel-hearted Hadley finally breaks down crying. All that internal emotion becomes external emotion.

(And his makeup gets smudged, and it’s all crazy and emotional.)

Otto fucking SCOOPS Lavender up into his big, hairy arms and hugs her. All “HELL YEAH GIRL! How’d it feel!? What was it like?! I know he’s not as good a kisser as D-EEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAKKKK-an, but STILL!” He had that emotional bat-screech moment.

And Decan’s just a blubbering mess. All proud Daddy style. They grow up so fast and all that.

 Mason- ARE YOU ALL OKAY?!?! AM I IN TROUBLE?!?!

Vivi just cheers. Mama Bear style.

 And Lewis is all

"I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU HURT HER IN ANYWAY I WILL BREAK YOU: Mason, scared,- Y-yes sir. I'll um, I'll be good, I promise.

Hadley’s like that too. But a lot less overt.

And a lot more shadow-over-the-face serious.

 He pulls Mason aside for Tea, and has a full on discussion with him over it. Making for DAMN sure he knows what he’s getting into, and making damn sure that Mason has no intention of in any way fucking around and breaking her heart.

 Mason, at the end of it all,- Yes, sir, I understand. Am I free to go?

Hadley - Yes. But remember, I'm always watching. *does that I've got my eyes on you tea sip thing*

And he IS!

 The following week, Hadley pulls aside Lav and asks all about her and Mason. Plot twist is that he KNOWS. And is testing to see whether or not she reproduces what he’s already seen. To test wether or not she’s lying. And if she IS, Mason told her to lie and he’s bricked.

He’s terribly cunning like that.

 The following week, Hadley pulls aside Lav and asks all about her and Mason.

 Lav- Aw, I'm glad you asked! He's so cute, that Button. Anyway, we've been eating lunch together and we shared a cookie, um, we held hands a lot, what else, um, please don't be um, mad, but, um, we kinda..... fell asleep together while you were at work.

Hadders- Oh I know.

Lav- What?

Hadley: Lavender, Darling, you should know by now. I make it my business to know everything. The surname ‘Trivia’ doesn’t come for free.

He could easily pull an Eclipsa and cast some sort of All-Seeing-Eye.

Hadley doesn’t see limits when he’s protecting someone. He’s willing to go as far as it takes.

 Lav- Are you mad at me? I mean, we weren't doing anything, like, BAD, but still, if you don't want us to do that we'll stop.

 H: On the contrary! I’m very happy with you. You passed the test.

I was watching you both. The whole time. And I wanted to be sure that he hadn’t convinced you to lie to me if you were asked. Or, heaven forbid, you lie on your own will. And you didn’t lie at all!

Lav- Oh. Uh, cool! I guess! Also, he is a very good cuddle partner. Just thought I'd say that. Also his hair is really soft and it's fun to play with. And- *proceeds to ramble on about Mason lol*

 Hadley then just sorta sits down and conjures some coffee for himself.

She's in love, Hadley!!!! Yep lol

 And Ashley, on the other hand, is listening to a very happy mason go on about Lavender and it's adorable. He announced to Kyle (he had just transitioned) over the house phone about his new relationship with Lav and Kyle's so happy for him and, of course, teases a bit, but asks for all the details.

 They're Those (tm) friends who love info dumping about things they're passionate about.

Omg, imagine Lav going on and on about Mason to Decan and Otto. They’re just sorta babbling with her. Otto TRIES to give relationship advice but he’s just.... Terrible, it’s terrible advice lmao. He’s just trying.

And Decan’s laughing his li’l head off.

Decan, fanboying,- Oh my goodness, Peaches!! You guys are so CUTE!!!!! When's the wedding~~~

Lav- DECAN!!!!!! Ò//////Ó

 Decan - I'M JOKING. *mostly anyway, they still get married after college graduation*

 O: “K, you gotta try and outsmart him into letting you kill him! But you’ll find as you go that you’re actually falling for him and he’s falling for you too and it goes from there! And you can win him over with pick-up lines or fart jokes or by rapping for him as he sings along and I got notebooks for that sorta stuff if ya-“

D: *While laughing* “Otto, darling, c’mmoooooonnn! That advice sucks, not everybody falls for that crude humour and personality like I did, you know!”

O: “Psh! Oh yeah! Watch her try it and watch it work like a charm!”

D: “Oh yes, a charm, indeed.~ If your ‘embrace your inner animal’ way works then naturally my way would happen next, wouldn’t it? Soften you to mush and then claim that mush as mine.”

O: “Oh, ya li’l SCAMP! GET IN HERE!”

*Otto then proceeds to pull Decan in and noogie him between his horns as he laughs and kicks.*

 OMG THAT'S SO CUTE

Lav- Uhhhhh. I think I'll just. Go with the flow and maybe I'll try and kiss him again on Friday. Might bring a flavored lip gloss with me that day....

Decan- OOOH, SOMEONE HAS PLANS!!!!

Lav- DECAN, PLEASE!!!! ÒÒ///////ÓÓ

 ~~Otto got REALLY lucky finding someone as naturalist and oblivious to human sociality as Decan, let’s be honest, if ‘inner-beast’ crudeness and rude-fraternity-boy charm is his play style lmao~~

O: “Decan, we’re gonna be there and we’re gonna bring the MP3.”

D: “Love-songs, Yes? Can do.”

O: “Warm up those vocal chords!”

D: “Only if you warm up yours.”

O: “We’re gonna give them the best ambience EVER!”

D: “Historical. It shall be written down and carried down till the end of time!”

O: “HELL YEAH! VÁMONOS!”

 Lav- uh, you don't have to do that, it'll be like. Maybe after school? In the courtyard?

They’re, like, playfully pouty like ‘Fiiiiiiiiiiiine.’ But really they’re just happy for her.

 God, Otto and Percy are, like, the disaster parents for Lav. Especially for Bby lav.

Otto, especially, would absolutely ADORE Lav. I can’t speak entirely for Percy but I feel like they’d love her a whole bunch, but god, Otto absolutely adores Lavender.

 AWWWWW

Big, buff, tuff, ill-mannered-gentleman Vamp Dad and his li’l goddess.

 OMG HOLY FUCK NUGGETS YOU KNOW THAT THING? WHERE IT'S TWO ADULTS AND ONE BBY IN THE MIDDLE? DECAN, LAV, AND OTTO. Y E S. OR WITH ANY COUPLE ACTUALLY. AND THEN THEY SWING BBY LAV OVER LIKE CURBS AND STUFF AND AHHHH I'M SOMFT. SO CUUUTE!!!! OOH IN THIS AU, MASON AND LAV ARE STILL HELLA CUDDLY AND SNUGGLY. Gonna stop doing all caps lol. Anyway, masonder happens a bit earlier, but they've been friends for like 5 years at the time they are a Thing, so yeah haha. They are THE cutest thing ever. Always holding hands, face holding, sharing food, small pecks on the face, all that cute stuff uwu. They're in 7th grade btw. Both 12. They're relationship is steady and lasts all throughout middle school and high school. (Yes. They are the DEFINITION of an "Endgame Ship.") And then after they do the whole college thing, they tie the knot, have a baby, and live happily ever after uwu. :P

( This next bit is from a comic I did lol)

 QUENTIN GAVE HER THE KNIFE

Otto: “LAV, YOU CAN’T HAVE A KNIFE!!!

Have a crossbow, it’s much more powerful.” “Just don’t go staking papa Otto through the chest, now! It’s bad for me!”

 Lav- Oh cool! What about a sword! I'll be careful, I promise! And Hadley’s losing his mind lol Decan: *Does the moon butterfly magic sword thing*

“Here you are!” Bby Lav-

>:OOOOOOOO I'M GONNA KILL HOMOPHOBIC PEOPLE!!!

Hadley- Lav, honey, that's illegal.

Lav- But Mx. Percy does illegal stuff all the time!! Hadley: *Scoops Lavender up and Mary-Poppins flies the fuck out* YES

And that's what we came up with lmao

[girlbetweenryosuke]

“Drunk Confession”

[dude I don’t fukin know what to say about this anymore so just try to read lol idek] [also have i used this gif before idek lol i’m so insane rn]

One, two, three, drink. Four, five, six, chug it down. Seven, eight, nine, down the hatchet. Ten, I’m fucking drunk. “How many have you drank??”, Yuri held me by the shoulder to keep me up, “Not more than I can”, I paused to hiccup, “handle.”, I continued and slovenly smiled, my eyes half-open. “I beg to differ”, he chuckled and helped me back up to my seat.

He then started talking to me about all these other things but suddenly all my attention could focus on was this girl right in front of me. She had her back turned to me but with the way she was standing, she looked just as wasted. Her weight was shifted to one leg as she leaned against the cocktail table, talking to her friend. Without thinking, I slowly stepped down from my seat and walked towards her, stumbling along the way. As I neared her, I could sense this kind of familiarity in her, like I knew her very well but at the same time I didn’t. “Ryosuke, where are you going?!”, Yuri came after me as I nonchalantly tapped the girl’s shoulder. “Excuse me.”, I called her attention and her head shot up to turn to me, “Wha-”, her eyes widened and so did mine as I realized who she was.

It was Y/N.

Record scratch, and playback. Y/N is my fellow idol who became one of my friends recently. Before I knew who she was, I thought she was pretty stuck-up, like most of the female idols I’ve come across with. She wore all these girly clothing that would reveal her legs and things like what the other idols would wear.

But… she wasn’t like that at all. Her and I were in a collaboration project where we were supposed to sing a couple of song numbers together. On the first day of practice, I was in the dance room, stretching with the guys. Then, one by one, the members of her group started to come in, chatting with each other, and then greeting us. “Is Y/N not here yet?”, one of the members asked us and we all shook our head no, shrugging.

We went on with practice for our first number for around 30 minutes when suddenly the doors to the dance room opened, and out came Y/N who was gasping for air and holding onto the door knob for dear life. “Y/N! Why are you late?”, an angry member approached her, and she held a hand up to signal him to wait. When she finally caught her breath, she gulped and stood up straight, “The train was delayed.”, she said. “You could have just driven!”, he said, “My friend borrowed my car.”, she retorted, dropping her training bag on the floor.

The member sighed and walked back to the dance formation we were last in as the dance instructor told her what to do. We did a quick run through on what she missed on and the instructor pointed to where she was supposed to go, and she nodded. After two run throughs, she was able to join in on the group and dance with us, only having a few mistakes, but nothing that the rest of us wouldn’t do.

I felt her passion for her job, just looking at her. She was gasping for air, but she was strong enough to keep dancing because this is what she loved. Somehow, I felt even more motivated to dance because I felt her energy radiate around her. My impression of her being a cold-blooded stuck-up idol didn’t last long and it was quickly thrown out the window.

We had some time to spare after practice and the two of us were alone in the break room after 8 p.m. I felt like I needed to create some kind of conversation, because I wanted to be her friend—not in a weird way. “Hey, was the train really late earlier? I don’t think it ever runs late.”, I suddenly said, and she looked up from her phone and grinned, “I lied.”. Woah, okay, I was expecting a yes, but this was something else. “I found a kid’s kite stuck in a tree branch and it took me a long time to get it out.”, she pursed her lips, smiling and looking down on the floor, “And then the kid went along and pulled me to the ice cream cart and bought me ice cream with the last of her money.”.

I felt my heart grow warm with her sweet and innocent story. “Why didn’t you tell the truth?”, I asked, and she chuckled, “Well, because that would mean I had a choice to be late or not. I can’t have them take anything up against me.”. I couldn’t help but smile at her wit and cleverness. 

“Do you have anything to do next Saturday?”, I involuntarily asked, like it was a reflex from my mouth to say that right when I’m into a girl. She hummed and scrolled through her phone, “Nothing that I can’t squeeze something in, why?”. I nodded, looking down, biting the inside of my mouth. I crossed my arms behind me and leaned forward as I lingered around the room, “Oh you know, just thought maybe we can hang out.”. She chuckled, “Are you asking me out?”. “No, I’m not, I’m just asking you to hang out with me.”, I cheekily grinned and she laughed,

“Sure, why not?”.

And with that, we were hanging out almost on a daily basis. We didn’t even have to call each other or text each other anymore, it came to a point where her plans for breaks were my plans for breaks. It was like an unspoken rule that we would be together—but we’re not dating. Don’t get me wrong, just—friends. That’s all. I think. I mean, it’s been around a year since we’ve been friends, we know a lot about each other. I’ve seen a whole lot of her that she doesn’t show in public; we were close. But somewhere along the lines, I suddenly realized how pretty she was, how her personality was like a magnet to me, and how much I wished that we were something more. Before I knew it,

I was in love with her.

“Oy, Ryosuke!”, she held a hand up for me to high-five which I did. “You! Why are you here?!”, I asked, practically yelling because I couldn’t hear anything because of how loud the club music was playing. “I don’t know!!”, she laughed, and I laughed with her, with a slightly confused face. “Why are you here?!”, she asked, “Chinen wanted a clubbing companion.”, I answered. “What?!”, she yelled, “I said Chinen wanted a clubbing companion!”, I yelled back. “Chinen water the plant museum?!?!”, she misheard the words and I laughed.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the loud room, not without letting her grab her drink. We sat in a lounge looking room where the club music wasn’t too loud. The seats were red, a coffee table was in the middle of the sofa that spread to all corners of the room. “What did you say?”, she slurred, still raising her voice. “Shh, you don’t have to”, I paused to hiccup, “shout anymore.”.

She leaned her head backward and then back down as she nodded, closing her eyes. “Dude, I’m sorry, I’m so drunk right now.”, she laughed, laying a hand on my back, and patting it. “Me too”, I smiled, leaning my head on the wall as I looked at her. She was looking down on the seat, with her cheeks red and eyes droopy—she looked so cute. “Uh-oh, Ryosuke’s looking at me!”, she jokingly covered her face, “I’m going to b-blush!!”, she joked, and I laughed with her, dragging her hand down.

She looked at me, laughing. “Why are you so damn cute?”, she suddenly said. “W-what?”, I furrowed my eyebrows, not believing what I had just heard. “Ah, damn! You’re so cute!”, she slurred, reaching out and pinching my soft cheeks. “Stop!”, I laughed as she slowly let go. “You’re too cute for me. What did I do to deserve even a glance from you?”, she grinned, “Whaaaat”, I whined, “You’re too cute for me!! I can’t even handle the sight of you without blushing!!”, I laughed.

“Whaaat??”, she copied me, “I don’t deserve you.”, she laughed. Everything that was about to go down, probably won’t stay for a minute in our brains, but I guess it would leave a stain on our hearts. “What?! I don’t deserve you! You’re amazing! You can do all this professional shit without complaining!!”, I argued, “What?! I don’t deserve you! You’re h-handsome! Your face is the literal epitome of beauty and I feel like a rock next to you!”, she argued.

“You’re beautiful!”, I yelled, “You’re talented!”, she yelled back. “You’re kindhearted!”, I yelled, “You’re a gentleman!”, she yelled back. “You make my heart beat faster!”, I yelled as we slowly neared each other, “You make my stomach have butterflies!”, she yelled back. “Your body makes me want to embrace you and have you all day long!”, I yelled, “Your lips make me want to kiss you all day long!”, she yelled back. “I don’t deserve you!”, I yelled, my hand touching hers, “I don’t deserve you!”, her forehead was leaning against mine.

“But I still love you!”, we said in unison.

That one line took both of us back and words stopped spilling everywhere. She tilted her head as her eyebrows furrowed at mine. Both of us were still drunk, for sure, but somehow everything didn’t matter to us until that was said. “No. I love you.”, she began to argue again, “No, I love you!”, I retorted. “No! I love you!!”, she began to get closer again, “No!! I love you!!!”, I said, leaning towards her. “Do you want me to prove it to you?!”, she yelled, “Do you want me to prove it to you?!!”, I retorted.

“Fine!”, “Fine!”.

And with that, the heated space between us was closed with our lips colliding. My lips slowly fit in between hers, shifting and tilting my head as I kissed her. She held onto my nape to pull me in closer until she was lying down on the seat behind her. I crawled on top of her, my hands on both sides of her body as we deepened the kiss. I reluctantly pulled away when she pushed my head away from hers, “We’re not going to remember any of this tomorrow, are we?”, she chuckled as she was out of breath. “Then we’ll say it again tomorrow.”, I chuckled and kissed her forehead,

“I love you.”

[imjustmejca1971]

I was (or am?) a racist- a blog about privilege

I figured it was time to call out a bit of the privilege in my life and to be honest with some of the ignorance I've had toward others and been on the receiving end of. I’m hoping by doing so it will allow all of us to see things (even for a moment) from another point of view.

I was born in the early 1970's to a loving family. We moved to small town in southeast Kansas when I was six. There were rumors that there was a sign that said "N***, don't let the sun go down on your ass here" in front of the city limits, but it must’ve been taken down before we moved there as I don’t recall ever seeing it.

As I remember, there were two African American families, in addition to one Latino and one Native American family, when I started school. As a young child, I didn't see anyone different because of what color their skin was. I was an introverted kid, so making connections was difficult. I would've been happy to hang out with anyone.

As I started to get a little older, I would listen more to the things adults would say in restaurants, sometimes the neighborhood or other public areas. I would hear things about "dark" parts of town in larger cities that were “dangerous” to go into. I would hear how it wasn't natural for people to be with someone outside their race. I would hear how people would take advantage of "the system," even if I didn't know what "the system" was. I heard stories of gang members that hung out in malls. I was always looking under cars in parking lots so my tendons wouldn't be cut.

When we moved to a larger city (for Kansas anyway), I saw many more people different than me. After all the stories I had heard, I was on guard a bit more. I didn't feel as safe or as protected as I did living in a small town.

When I was in my junior year of high school, there were a lot of rumors of the "gangs" infiltrating our school. I didn't think a lot of it, as I had never seen it. One day, I was leaving school when someone from behind me grabbed my ankles, which caused me to go head first into the pavement. I don't remember a lot of what happened after that, but I recall a circle of people intervening. I heard later I was "lucky," as the next thing that traditionally happened was for gang members to kick the person in the face until they were unrecognizable. I didn't see that kid again after that, but I was a little more scared from that point forward.

In my first job outside of high school, I met a girl who was smart, beautiful and very sweet. She had an amazing smile and we formed a friendly and somewhat flirty connection. She also happened to be black. I thought about asking her out (this is pre-out of the closet Chris), but I wasn't sure if I was supposed to or how she or other people would react to it. She left the job within a few months and I never saw her again. I still remember her smile.

A couple of years later, I was with a friend who wanted to stop to get beer at a liquor store. We were in my car, which was a red convertible. My friend went in the store (I was under 21) and I stayed in the car. While I was waiting, three guys came up to the car and one got in the passenger seat. I was frightened, but I tried to act like they were just playing around. The guy in my seat asked me for $5. I told him I didn't have any cash (I didn't). He responded he knew that I did because a "rich white boy" like me must've had cash. He wasn't overtly threatening, but more like jokingly serious. I again tried to play it off and he seemed to be ready to get out of my car. At that point, my friend came out and saw the two guys outside the car and one sitting with me. He got angry and yelled "what the hell is going on?" Any joking at that point went out the window. The guy got out and started getting in my friend's face (who was twice the guy's size). My friend was able to get into the car and I started backing out. They wanted us to get out of the car and started beating on it. One had a bat and started hitting the trunk and then knocked the side view mirror off my car. We sped away. I avoided "that part of town" from that point forward.

I moved to Kansas City in 1994. I recall being told there were "bad areas" not to go into. The neighborhood I lived in was only a few blocks from one of "those" streets. When I drove home, I would sometimes lock my doors at stoplights when I saw someone nearby.

On one of my soaps in the early 90s, a character I really loved started dating someone of a different race. It felt odd to me. It was the first time I had seen it. The relationship didn't last long (they rarely do in soaps) and the show didn't have anyone of different races dating again for quite some time.

Working for a global telecommunications company in the mid to late 90's, as well as developing a more diverse group of friends, I began to learn how much of what I thought I knew were actually stereotypes. I realized the negative things that had I had experienced above were about the PERSON, not the race. I took classes and even began to teach them on diversity. I began to feel a kinship with other minorities, because I knew what it was like to have people judge me just for being who I was.

That same soap had another character I loved start an interracial relationship years later. This time, it didn’t seem odd at all. It wasn’t any different than any other relationship.

Looking back, I truly hope that my ignorance was never known by others. I hope no one saw the fear in my eyes or heard the locking of my doors. I hope the thoughts I had on the inside were never acted upon on the outside. Do those thoughts still pop up from time to time? Yes. Do I always recognize those thoughts are wrong and never act on them? Yes.

So, why am I sharing this now?

I am very aware I've led a life of privilege. I am a man. I am white. While I am gay, I can "pass" for straight, despite that no one should have to. I've never been turned down for a loan, employment or housing because of my skin color or any other reason so many wrongly are. I have, however, been listening for over 40 years to comments about “fags,” “faggots,” “girly-men,” and other slurs. I’ve heard how gay men can’t possibly be real men. That gay people can’t truly love. That we deserve to die from AIDS or be beaten if we flirt with someone not interested, or literally go to Hell for our behaviors. All of these things were said (and still are) without any regard for their impact. These things, over time, can shape how you look at people, relationships and the world.

Race is a difficult thing for many to talk about. I hear so many say, "I just don't look at people that way" or "I'm color-blind." Many may say that, many may believe that, but it's not always true. We don’t want to believe that about others, let alone ourselves.

Remember the African American girl in the bikini in Texas that was thrown to the ground by a white police officer a few years back? Would the reaction have been different if it was a black police officer throwing a white girl to the ground?

How about all of the unarmed people of color that have been killed when white people under the same or worse circumstances have had every courtesy, every benefit of the doubt given to them?

What about Trayvon Martin? If he had been white, walking through the “wrong” neighborhood and a black man had killed him, would the reaction have been different? If he were white wearing a hoodie through the same neighborhood he was killed in, would that have made a difference? When it's a person of color versus a white man, we always seem to give the white person the benefit of the doubt and the person of color the opposite..or worse.

Think about the end of the book (or movie) “A Time to Kill.” The lawyer (spoiler alert) won the case because he had the jury envision the crime of a little girl being beaten and raped and nearly hung by a tree..but with the change that the girl was white instead of black.

Stephon Clark. Alton Sterling. If you’re not familiar with those names, look them up online. Their stories are horrific and there are so many, many more that don’t make the news for more than a blip.

Our first thought seems to be "they” must have done something wrong. Would we feel the same way if it were police officers of color killing unarmed white dudes? We say we should always obey the law and show respect. Yet time and time again, some in law enforcement act differently toward people of color because they know they can get away with it or don’t see what they are doing is wrong.

Let me be clear. I believe that the majority of police officers are NOT corrupt and provide a tremendous service to the public. They are underpaid and underappreciated. That belief, however, doesn't mean there aren't issues with some. And ignoring those issues has happened for decades and continues to this day. It doesn't have to be one or the other. I can support the police and know most do everything they can to serve and protect, while still recognizing the issues with others.

Racism has been a part of our lives all of our lives. Have things gotten better? Yes. Do we live in a post-racial society? NO.

The challenge is no one wants to admit anything about systemic racism. We know it's bad, we know it's wrong, but it's ingrained in us to think a certain way..and we don't want to admit or even recognize when we do.

Look at all the reaction to the confederate flag/statue removals last year. We're so concerned about "heritage," but not the reality of what those images stand for or why they were put in place during the civil rights era. We know what we BELIEVE, but that's not necessarily what's TRUE. There’s also a bit of hypocrisy- we’re just fine with people bulldozing Native American sacred grounds to lay a pipeline or a build a new building, but we’re not if we feel it’s “our” history that’s being messed with.

We see people roll their eyes or negate what happened in Charlottesville last year. People can't possibly believe what happened in World War II could EVER happen again, because we know better now. Those of us that are minorities know differently. It can always happen again..and mainly when otherwise good people look a different way.

Why is it when a terrorist act is caused by "radical Islam" it's one thing, but when it's a white "Christian," it's another? Why is it when ISIS kills people, the entire Muslim religion is blamed, but when the Westboro Baptist Church (or "alt-right") does horrifying things we are just supposed to know they don't represent all of Christianity?

People react to discrimination in different ways. Some take it in a quiet silence. Some want to educate. Some get angry and express that anger. Some want to build bridges.

I hear people say, "This is America. If you don't like it, leave." My first response to that is usually quite expletive ridden. This my America, too. I love my country. I love the dream I've always believed it can be. That doesn't mean I blindly follow any one person of any party. That doesn't mean I don't recognize we've done HORRIBLE things to people throughout our history.

Silence at times can be deafening. We’re told we have to remember that not everyone posts on FB. Not everyone comments. Many don't like being "political." That in and of itself, however, is privilege. Many of us are "political" because the same rights that others take for granted are ones we have fought and bled for. We learn to accept the racist, homophobic, transphobic and misogynist things we see online because that's always been a part of life. "That's just talk," or "I'm not going to agree with everything someone says."

So..what's the solution? It's not an easy one. First, we have to admit that we're not perfect. Those of us with privilege tend to live in a bubble of it and have no comprehension of being outside of it. We tend to only want to reinforce our vision of the world.

We desperately want normalcy..a belief that the world is a good place and that all bad times will pass, so we ignore all we can or at minimum limit access to the contrary.

Second, we should listen to others' experiences and try to understand, even if we don't agree. There’s a significant difference between ignorance and HATE. Ignorance can be overcome through education, love and understanding. Hate needs to be contained. We’re not going to know which is in a person’s heart until we listen.

Third, if someone grows and changes their viewpoint, they should be welcomed, not shunned for the time they were wrong.

Hopefully we can all start to stop marginalizing each other. Perhaps we can start understanding more of what we have in common while also being able to embrace differences that don't hurt ourselves or others.