unusualities

Music | Art | Video Games

[dreamyleafy-deactivated20200722]

A first date with Leafy would include...

The knock on the door being so quiet that you don’t get up to answer it until you hear a slightly louder one

Calvin standing there with his hands in the front pockets of his jeans and a sheepish grin

Quiet drive with just the radio on bc both of you are too fucking nervous to speak before the other

Feeling Calvin glance at you every couple seconds while he drives

“Um, so, you look good, like really good.”

Now you’re smiling like an idiot and Calvin is laughing bc he’s awkward af

Him taking you to this drive-in movie where they’re playing dirty dancing or some movie he’s never seen

But he wanted to impress you and he’s pretty sure girls like this movie

Him offering to go get you guys food and coming back with way too much bc he forgot to ask you what you liked

Giggling when struggles to walk back to the car

“Fuck, this i- are you serious? They couldn’t have given me a fucking bag or something?”

And it’s silent again when the movie starts

Until 20 minutes in and you start saying the words under your breath

And now he’s teasing you because how many times have you seen this movie?

Turning off the volume so he can make up what they’re saying

Calvin doing terrible voices for all of the actors

“No, I don’t want a std.”

“Well, it’s too fucKING bad, Sally. You can’t dance. What did you expect?”

Badly serenading him with ‘Hungry Eyes’

“Please stop.”

“Shut up. I’m a good singer.”

Completely ignoring the movie and cracking jokes the rest of the time

Gazing at him in amusement as he animatedly tells a story while he’s driving

Bc why did it take him so long to ask you out?

And you honestly cannot get enough of him

“Uh, Can I walk you upstairs?”

Hands brushing together while walking until you grow a pair and interlock fingers

Standing at your door while staring at your interlocked hands

And he’s rambling on about something because he knows this is the part where he is supposed to kiss you

It’d have to be a pretty good fucking kiss

A kiss that’d make your knees go weak

One that you’d tell your friends about

A kiss that’d have you thinking about it until you saw him again

He deff start feeling the pressure and started saying whatever he could to buy him time

His nerves might just get to him and he’d say

“Well, I’ll call you. Goodnight.”

So you murmur ‘goodnight’ with an agonizing sigh while watching him walk away bc why tf didn’t he kiss you

And you’d close your door but all the sudden someone is banging on your door

Ofc it’s Calvin and you furrow your eyebrows bc why is he back

“Sorry but, I literally will shoot myself if I don’t do this.”

“Don’t do wh-”

He literally takes your face into his hands and presses a searing kiss to your lips

He’d ask about it one day and realize he had nothing to worry about

Bc you tell him it made your knees weak

You told your friends about it

And thought about it until you saw him again

[silly-luv]

[yolandasdfghjkl]

Painted by yours truly c:

[sehacelapendeja-deactivated2015]

all i do is listen to music and overthink shit

[vampmissedith]

When I was a freshman, my sister was in eighth grade. There was a boy in two of her periods who would ask her out every single day. (Third and seventh period, if I remember correctly.) All day during third and seventh she would repeatedly tell him no. She didn’t beat around the bush, she didn’t lie and say she was taken—she just said no. One day, in third period, after being rejected several times, he said; “I have a gun in my locker. If you don’t say yes, I am going to shoot you in seventh.” [[MORE]] She refused again, but right after class she went to the principal’s office and told them what happened. They searched his locker and there was a gun in his backpack. When he was arrested, some of my sister’s friends (some female, even) told her that she was selfish for saying no so many times. That because of her, the entire school was in jeopardy. That it wouldn’t have killed her to say yes and give it a try, but because she was so mean to him, he lost his temper. Many of her male friends said it was “girls like her” that made all women seem like cockteases. Wouldn’t have killed her to say yes? If a man is willing to shoot someone for saying no, what happens to the poor soul who says yes? What happens the first time they disagree? What happens the first time she says she doesn’t want to have sex? That she isn’t in the mood? When they break up? Years later, when I was a senior, I was the only girl in my Criminal Justice class. The teacher, who used to be a sergeant in the police force, told us a story of something that had happened to a girl he knew when she was in high school. There was a guy who obviously had a crush on her and he made her uncomfortable. One day he finally gathered up the courage to ask her out, and she said no. The next day, during an assembly, he pulled a gun on her in front of everyone and threatened to kill her if she didn’t date him. He was tackled to the ground and the gun was taken from him. When my teacher asked the class who was at fault for the crime, I was the only person who said the boy was. All the other kids in the class (who were all boys) said that the girl was, that if she had said yes he would’ve never lost it and brought a gun and tried to kill her. When my teacher said that they were wrong and that this is what is wrong with society, that whenever a white boy commits a crime it’s someone else’s fault (music, television, video games, the victim) one boy raised his hand and literally said; “But if someone were to punch me and I punched him back, who is at fault for the fight? He is, not me. It’s self-defence. She started it, so anything that happens to her is in reaction to her actions .It’s simple cause and effect.” Even though he spent the rest of the calss period ripping into the boys and saying that you are always responsible for your own actions, and that women are allowed to say no and do not have to date them, they left class laughing about how idiotic he was and that he clearly had no idea how much it hurt to be rejected. So now we have a new school shooting, based solely on the fact some guy couldn’t get laid, and I see men, boys, applaudin him, or if they’re not applauding him, they’re laying blame on women as a whole. Just like my sister’s friends did. Just like the boys in my Criminal Justice class did. This isn’t something that’s rare. This isn’t something that never happens, or that a select group of men feel as if they are so entitled to women that saying no is not only the worst possible thing a woman can do, but is considered a form of “defence” when they commit a crime upon them (whether it be rape or murder-as-a-reaction-towards-rejection). Girls are being killed for saying no to prom invites. Girls are being killed for saying no to men. They are creating an atmosphere where women are too scared to say no, and the worst part is? They are doing it intentionally. They want society to be that way, they want women to say yes entirely out of fear. Even the boys and men who aren’t showing up to schools with guns are saying; “Well, you know, I wouldn’t do that, but you have to admit that if she had just said yes …” If you are a man and you defend this guys’ actions or try to find an excuse for it, or you denounce what really happened, or in any way lay blame on women, every girl you know, every woman you love, has just now thought to themselves that you might lose your shit and kill them someday for saying no. You have just lost their trust. And you know what? You deserve to lose it.

cry laugh feel love peace panic:  

"Wouldn’t have killed her to say yes? If a man is willing to shoot someone for saying no, what happens to the poor soul who says yes? What happens the first time they disagree? What happens the first time she says she doesn’t want to have sex? That she isn’t in the mood? When they break up?" -vampmissedith.tumblr.com

THIS IS MANDATORY READING!

(via feminist-space)