what if by the time he’s a third year hinata is 100% intense mode no more dorky ball of sunshine mode and all the first years are scared of him

kageyama has somehow become the approachable one of the duo (yamaguchi is of course the most approachable third year. tsukishima is captain and also tsukishima so he is just as unapproachable as hinata)

like i just imagine kageyama mellowing out some more as he gets older and gets more comfortable with the fact that he’s a part of a team. also he’s co-captain bc the idea of a tsukishima/kageyama leadership team cracks me up but also makes sense in a way to me?

anyway

yamaguchi is still the team’s first pick of third years to go to if they need to talk to one of them, but hinata is DEAD LAST. like tsukishima has a tendency to loom over everyone and he gets very scary when he’s angry at the team and he demands like a lot of work and effort from them in practice but at least he doesn’t say really scary intense shit and walk around looking like he’s about to start shooting lasers from his eyes. kageyama’s kind of quiet, and they’ve all heard rumors about what a monster he was like when he was a first year, but those are just rumors and they are pretty sure that he didn’t actually try to throw hinata off the school’s roof after he got pegged in the head by a bad serve.

yamaguchi’s always offering to help the second and first years with stuff, and kageyama helps if asked. they have to catch tsukishima when he’s in the right mood, but if they’re able to catch him in one he’ll spend the most amount of time out of all of them helping out.

and then one day the first years get to the gym and the third years are there practicing on their own

and hinata’s bouncing around and grinning and laughing. kageyama’s yelling at him “dumbass! what kind of serve is that dumbass hintata?” tsukishima’s making terrible snide comments the sort of which they’ve only ever seen him throw at their opponents and yamaguchi is sniggering and agreeing.

the second years come up behind them and the first years are like ‘WHAT IS GOING ON WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE THESE ARE NOT OUR SENPAIS’

and the second years are all ‘oh yeah this what they’re usually like but they’ve all been stressed out with interhigh and university admissions so they’ve been really weird lately’

and all the first years question everything they know

"i’m 10% german, 14% danish, 15% norwegian, 7% …"

I’m tired of the narrative in which someone is born different- drastically different- from the people in their society, and get treated horribly for it, ignored and alienated at best and ridiculed and abused at worst, and then they manage to make their otherness into something tangibly beneficial for the people around them. And then they’re accepted and befriended and loved, and live happily ever after.

I hate this story. It sends this message that if you’re different and isolated and alone, you should try to accomplish something that will make people think you’re worthwhile. I watch and read these stories disliking that the different person accepts that conditional respect with such happiness. I’d like to read the story in which the different person does save everyone, because they’re not an asshole, but afterwards they leave.

They don’t accept the friendship of the people who neglected and abused them. They find somewhere else full of people who care about them even if what makes them different is sometimes hard to deal with, or strange for them. They find a place that accepts them and tells the people they loved with that it wasn’t okay to treat them like that and they don’t forgive them for it, and might not ever. And the narrative doesn’t treat them like pondscum for not being able to forgive. The narrative accepts that they have a right to their anger. I’d like to read that story.

the pro-life movement can be summed up by the fact that one of my friends who’s pregnant was taking the bus home from downtown when all the people from the March for Life were also leaving and she asked a young girl sitting in the priority seating if she could sit down because she’s pregnant and the girl replied, “well I’m really tired, i was at the march all day.”

Awkward.

Are you fucking joking

i know everyone likes to know mystical stuff related to your birthday so did you know that you have assigned tarot cards as birth cards/arcana based upon when you were born

okay there are two things that I want to make absolutely clear right the fuck now:

• physical dysphoria is not the only kind a person can experience, there is such a thing as social dysphoria (which is gender-related extreme discomfort towards the way others perceive you— for example, you might be totally fine with the way your body looks but might be extremely uncomfortable with the way people associate your body’s traits with a particular gender).
• you DO NOT have to experience any kind of dysphoria to identify as transgender. all you have to do is be transgender. boom. done.

shouting into the void here, it would be cool if people could reblog this and signal boost it?

i was dating a new zealander in 2005 by the name of ben christiansen. he was the definition of a great guy to me, but his family situation was shit. we never talked that often because of it, but i loved him a lot and still miss him. we only met one summer but it was one of my best summers.

he basically vanished online in 2005-2006 and i was too much of a fucked up teen to dig too hard. i always thought he would come back, but he never did.

his handles were murlana, remeth, and resaroth. his email was resaroth@gmail.com. he liked cats, drawing, making chain mail armor, the fantasy/sci-fi genres, and he was a total goth at the time. if anybody knows if he’s alive and well that would be so fucking cool. please help me find him if you can.

my brother left his drink at taco bell and was like “where’s my baja blast?” and my sister just quietly whispers “in the baja past”