#mid teens

[thenetvvork]

The actor who plays Philip in s3 of The Crown kind of looks like my dad when I was younger

[imagine-loki]

Imagine you were in the same school as Loki and you met when he saved you from bullies. 

You became the best of friends throughout secondary school, always getting up to mischief and into trouble. You both had a crush on one another when you were in your mid teens, but it never went further than an innocent kiss. Even though Loki said one day you would both get married and he would look after you…

But you both lost contact after leaving school.

Many years later, you apply for a job as a PA in a large company. When you walk in to have an interview with the boss, you are stunned to see it is Loki. Your old school friend.

He is just as stunned, but he’s also gutted and extremely jealous to learn that you are now married… What makes it worse, is that your husband isn’t the kind of man that Loki thinks you deserve. 

Your husband soon realises there is history between you both and becomes jealous and angry. Leading you down a horrible marriage that Loki tries to save you from.

[razmahdaz-art]

A mchanzo merman au where both are merman :3 maybe they meet up by a shipwreck they were curious about when they were young (*^*)

((I have 2 McHanzo mermaid Aus. I blame mermay lol.))

The sun was just barely streaming through the water, the depths barely being visible even when the sun was at it’s highest. Salt water ran through Jesse gills as he swam lower and lower into the unexplored depths that were just off the reef. He’d always heeded warnings from his father to never go down to the lowest points, Gabe always warning that a kraken or shark or even another Merfolk who wasn’t so nice would be waiting to pick on the younger.  

But of course, those were just tales told to scare Jesse away from the unknown. And as Jesse grew into a juvenile, young, dumb and blinded by rebellion and curiosity, he deemed that today while his father was gone, he’ d sneak off to see just what waited below.His red and gold tail flicked hard against the few currents that kept him at bay, but no rough wave was enough to stop him. He left the shoals, the coral and reef almost dropping off completely to be replaced by sand dunes and seaweed that went all the way to the surface. He carried a small satchel on his side, prepared to dig up and keep any treasures that he might find. Humans were always dropping things off vessels, some incredibly shiny and hypnotic. He wouldn’t be surprised that a few trinkets or treasures fell into the canyon like drop off.The dunes soon left, and before Jesse could think, there it was. The rocky cliffs that completely plummeted to the unknown.

Jesse would be lying if he said that the sight of it wasn’t daunting. He took in a large breath, his gills filling with salt water as he started his decent. Whatever light that had gotten through the water has now completely dissipated, darkness enveloping the area, but not enough for Jesse to be blind. His eyes adjusted to the change quickly, though he still had to squint to get clear visuals of everything. But what he did see set aside all the fear he held.

A massive wreck, a tanker ship that was practically shattered into pieces with remnants spread all about the sand. Rusting with algae and other flora growing over every piece of steel and metal, it being completely reclaimed by nature. Jesse’ s eyes lit up with wonder, and he started swimming harder towards the wreckage, just excited to plunder whatever could be found.

He swam through the thin crevasses, looking through every room and every inch of the sandy floor to find bits and pieces of whatever these things were. He found little bobbles and trinkets, a pocket watch that has rusted with age, a few necklaces with fake gems that had lost their luster, and coins from every other country. He stuffed them all into the bag he carried and continued to search, distracted by every little things. He had no clue that he was being watched.

Hiding just behind every other corner, making sure to stay out of sight was a curious young Hanzo. He thought when he came here, away from his family, he was completely alone and free to relax. This was his private space, his own little home far away from home that was being invaded by this stranger who seemed to be similar age to him. He didn’t have a single clue on what to do. He just watched the other plunder and steal from the location, feeling his cheeks getting a bit red in anger. His blue tail was squirming out of frustration, still unsure of how to handle the situation of his secret spot being invaded. The line was crossed when Jesse started heading towards a room that acted as Hanzo’s bedroom, for when he stayed overnight. He used it more than he would like to admit.

He came out of hiding, following Jesse before he grabbed the others red tail. Jesse was startled, to say the least, and wriggled as much as possible to get free. Every attempt at doing so was futile. Hanzo’s grip was like how a shark bit down on a seal, hard as iron and impossible to get free from. In that moment, Jesse regretted not listening to Gabe’s warnings, cursing himself out in his own mind as he stayed motionless from fear. It seemed to be the best thing to do in the moment. His entire body tensed up when the mysterious entity spoke.

“You’re not supposed to be down here,” Hanzo almost growled. Jesse’s head slowly turned over his shoulder to see the owner of the voice and he was almost frozen again. Not from fear, but from something entirely different. Another merfolk, one with long hair that seemed to move with every small current, one with a long dragon like tail with shimmering blue scales that seemed to catch even the slightest bit of light, one with the most beautiful eyes that Jesse had ever seen. Jesse’s cheeks went red, paying no attention to what he was told. Only when Hanzo yanked his tail hard was when his mind remembered what he was being yanked on for.

“I-I’m not. But i didn’t think anyone else was aloud down here either,” He said, stuttering like a fool. “I mean, who knows what’s down here! Krakens, large ass sharks, pretty merfolk who tug on tails.”Hanzo looked a bit shocked when he was called pretty, but it was replaced with a grimace. He let go of the others tail and crossed his arms, doing his best to hide how flustered he was. No one has ever called him pretty in his life. Jesse got to a more upright position instead, fixing the bag on his side, meeting Hanzo’s eye level.

“There are no such things down here. Sure, sharks pass, but they never stay for long. And their usually never hungry,” Hanzo responded in still an angry tone. “Now leave. This is not your place, this is mine, so go.” Hanzo had gotten behind Jesse and was practically shoving him towards the ships nearest opening. But Jesse, being as resilient as he was, grabbed onto the nearest pipe and held onto it with every ounce of strength he had. He didn’t plan on leaving, at least he didn’t want to leave without getting the others name. Hanzo was now attempting to pull Jesse’s tail again, trying to pry him off.

“Come On! Just get out of here already!” Hanzo said, frustrated with the other again.

“I won’t leave unless you say i can see you again!” Jesse blurted out. The tugging stopped, Hanzo being left completely speechless. Jesse went silent aswell, embarrassed by what he had just said. Hanzo’s hand let go of Jesse’s lower half and both remained still. Neither had a clue on what to say. Jesse was attempting to find a way to just disregard what he said and finally leave like he was asked to do, but Hanzo spoke first.

“You can come back once. And Only once,” He said coldly. Jesse moved again, to see Hanzo’s blushing face that was barely veiled by his black hair. His heart sort of fluttered when he was given the chance to return. Jesse had a massive goofy smile on his face.

“Great! I’ll be back tomorrow, and i’ll even bring lunch!” Jesse offered happily. Hanzo’s blush deepened, he was glad his hair hid most of it.

“Name’s Jesse! Don’t wanna be a stranger if I’m coming back. You gotta name?” He asked, enthusiastically. He was overly excited that this wouldn’t be the last time seeing this mysterious fellow.

“Hanzo,” he answered, still not meeting Jesse’s gaze.

“Well, Hanzo! I guess I’ll be seeing ya tomorrow!” Jesse left without another word, blushing the whole way home.

[revverencie]

when people act like 14 year olds are basically infants; a short P.S.A

First off, I don’t understand why 14 year olds are seen as so immature and young. 15 year olds are treated like fully mature adults - there’s not much of a difference yet people seem to believe there’s a huge one. First of all, puberty.

-Girls: By 14, pretty much every girl has gone through puberty and is physically an adult. While the emotional changes are still settling in, this is the same until about 18.

-Boys: While male puberty usually starts later, at this point about 70% of boys have reached the phase where they get growth spurts and start growing facial hair. At this point, most of the ones who are going to be tall are already tall and like girls, the physical part of puberty is usually done. 

This might go against all those books on puberty you read where they tell you female puberty doesn’t start til 12 and male til 16, but trust me, I see this every day.

Back to the points. They’re 2 years away from being able to start a family and (in some countries) vote. In the U.K, 14 year olds can join a political party (I speak from experience here) and are on the brink of gaining financial independence, and in school, they’re studying for the first exams that massively affect their futures - GCSEs. They’re expected to decide a lot at 14 - what they want to do when they’re older for example, and keep in mind this is enforced by an institute that patronises them while telling them to “act their age”. What age do you want them to act, schools?

14 year olds get constantly treated online like they’re practically infants. People put them down, invalidate their opinions by saying “you’re too young to understand” and constantly belittle them to the point where too many of them are actively going out and participating in smoking, sex, even drug use, just to feel more mature. And guess what? All of this is blamed on the 14 year olds. Plus, they’re expected to be naive when they’re in as much danger as anyone else - how are they supposed to act half their age while they’re paranoid that they could be attacked on the street as much as a 20 year old, and while they’re some of the prime targets for online grooming.

We live in a society where the mid-teen years are both patronised and sexualised, often by the people who claim they don’t condone it. 14 year olds aren’t the only ones, but they’re the youngest in the age bracket so they get the belittlement the worst. And not only that, they’re blamed for not knowing anything about the world when adults try to hard to hide it from them.

Don’t hide current events from us. Don’t treat us like we’re babies while simultaneously telling us to “be quiet and let the adults talk”. Don’t refuse to take our opinions into account when it’s our future you’re playing with.

Sincerely, a disgusted 14 year old.

TLDR;; Us mid-teens are being told we’re “too young” to know what’s happening outside our own doors, but also being told to “grow up” and “act our age”.

[snarkomancy]

Equinox Winds

@guardian-of-nirn

“And what will happen if I fail? I know I would have to leave, but where would I go? What would I do?”

The girl’s face darkens, and she quickly turns her head towards the window. Towards the S K Y that will one day obey her every command, only she doesn’t know this yet. All she knows is that she loves the air, the thunderous clouds, the roaring gales, the gentle breezes. Wild, untamed, everywhere and nowhere all at once.

She turns back towards her mentor, her voice perfectly steady, perfectly even, in no way betraying the anxiety that churns below, that awful feeling of not knowing that has led her to address this matter in the first place.

“There is nothing out there for me anymore. Nothing and no one.”