âRappers only talk about their money, cars, and clothes!â
Why might someone from a group of people that historically have been denied access to wealth, now brag that they have it?
âRappers only talk about sex!â
Why might someone from a group that have historically been denied sexual autonomy now brag about their sexual escapades on their own terms?
âRappers only talk about drugs and crime!â
Why might someone from a group that historically have been denied the more legal means to acquire wealth and had drugs forced on their community talk about their experiences with it?
Sorry the thing is I don't even like Damon all that much but I feel SO CRAZY about Bamon. What do you mean. He is so jealous and pissed about her relationship to Enzo. He's so worried about how she'll react to him having a one night stand. He does the whole "now she'll hate me not you" thing, exactly like he did with Stefan and Elena before. He tells her that he loves her while she's trying to drive a stake through his heart and then she gets a parallel scene with Enzo doing the exact same thing, except she gets to kiss Enzo. Damon says "All these deep feelings, it's almost romantic."
What do you MEAN they were just platonic. What are you saying. Hello. Does anyone hear me
thereâs something so gutwrenching about the fact that the female characters in obsession have real dreams and wishes but never get the chance to see them realized, while both male characters waste their wishes on short-term selfish satisfaction. they were complex, free-spirited young women who just wanted to create art, and they were destroyed by a man determined to confine them to his superficial perception of them. nikki wanted to be a writer, sarah wanted to be a tattoo artist and now neither of them will get to be anything at all
When people say Bonnie shouldâve went dark or evil AFTER Enzoâs death I be so confused because it took Enzo dying (season 8 episode 11 out of a 16 episode season mind u) for you to think Bonnie shouldâve lost her shit? I was wishing Bonnie lost her shit by season 3 when we finally meet Bonnieâs witch mother (Abby)and she left to save Elena but she stayed gone for her own reasonings and then Abby is killed and turned by Stefan/Damon who treated Bonnieâs life as 25cent coin toss THEN the plot treated (millions of fans too) Bonnie like sheâs wrong for not wanting to deal with Elena right away lol
Lil nas x coming back during pride month to tell us hes been taking care of his physical and mental health, finishing rehab and getting treatment for bipolar disorder, and telling us that he is excited to not only make new music but also just to live his life???? And during mens mental health awareness month????? Oh i missed him bad
YOU HAVE A DATE Ë. á”á” with cheerleader!koriand'r (,,>ăź<,,)
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cheerleader!koriand'r x prom queen!reader â± she asks you to be her date for prom
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Even though you are in different friend groups, you know Kori. Sheâs the captain of the cheerleaders, youâve been prom queen for the last two years. Oh, and you also make out every once in a while.Â
She has the most beautiful curly pink hair that you love to play with while your mouths are interlocked. Her skin is flawless and soft, perfect for you to caress when she leans for a kiss. And she has this habit of squeezing the soft flesh on your waist every time you make out, making your knees wobble and feeling extremely desired.
But again, sheâs a cheerleader and youâre the prom queen. It doesnât matter how in love you were with her, you know none of you will risk your status for this.
Then you saw her coming down the hall, curly hair bouncing softly around her shoulders, her cheer uniform hugging her in all the right ways. A couple of her teammates trailed behind, curious. Your own friends slowed their conversations, sensing something big was about to happen.
Kori stopped right in front of you, biting her lower lip in an adorable nervous way. âHey⊠um, can we talk for a second?â she asked, her voice softer than usual but still warm.
You nodded, slipping your phone away. âYeah, of course.â
She took a deep breath, twisting her fingers together. âOkay, so⊠I know weâve been keeping things quiet between us. But I donât want to hide anymore⊠not for this.â She paused, glancing around at the growing audience before locking eyes with you again. âWill you go to prom with me? Like, as my date? I canât picture going with anyone else. It wouldnât feel right.â
Her words hit you hard. She was really doing this right here, in front of everyone. Your heart pounded so loud you were sure she could hear it. A small smile tugged at your lips as you stepped closer.
âYes,â you said, not even needing to think about it. âKori, Iâd love to be your prom date.â
Relief washed over her face and she let out a little laugh. âOh my god, really? I was so scared youâd say no or that it would be weird...â
You reached out and gently brushed a curl from her face, your fingers lingering on her soft cheek. âItâs not weird. Itâs perfect. Iâve been hoping youâd ask.â
Her eyes softened, she squeezed your waist right then, her favorite little habit, pulling you closer until your bodies were almost touching. The touch sent warmth rushing through you, making your knees feel weak like always.
âCan I kiss you?â she asked, her breath brushing your lips. âRight here. I donât care who sees anymore.â
You smiled, heart racing with pure joy. âYes. Please.â
Kori didnât hesitate. She leaned in and pressed her lips to yours, soft at first but quickly growing more intense, letting all the pent-up feelings from every hidden make-out came rushing out. Her hands gripped your waist tighter, yYou kissed her back just as deeply, one hand sliding into her pink curls, the other resting on her cheek. It felt like fire and honey all at once.Â
When you finally pulled apart, both of you a little dizzy and smiling, she rested her forehead against yours. âIâve been dying to do that in front of everyone,â she whispered. âYouâre mine now. For prom⊠and hopefully way longer than that.â
tfw you enter the world in the narrow and miserable space between Elijah and Klaus, and then your parents murder you and the moment you get a daylight ring you look around at your beautiful doomed siblings, your violent father, your impossible mother, the whole rotting mess that is your family, and decide that this is absolutely none of your business, so you leave, properly leave, oceans and centuries and continents between you and your family, and you build a life in the Americas where you are no oneâs daughter and no oneâs sisterâyou slowly you become a god-story, a wife, a patron, a monster, married into an entire coven of witches so thoroughly that the arrangement accidentally becomes a centuries-long tradition, a sister-wife situation with a few beloved paramours from every generation, all of them aging and dying and leaving daughters and granddaughters who grow up knowing you as the beautiful thing at the center of the lives, and then your siblings eventually drag themselves to New Orleans and ruin the whole gorgeous distance thing youâve been doing by showing up in a city where you were already old news, already adored, already married, already worshipped, and you have to explain that, no, Mikael did not murder you seven centuries ago, and oh fuck this is soooo awkwardâ
