#also sometimes he gets super worried he might accidentally suck the colour out of his Signal Red keychain

[doctorsiren]

Maybe Franziska and Edgeworth just get blood from foods with blood in them like meats. Or they just eat a lot of iron.

I’m sticking with the trend of Adventure Time vamp lore and saying that they can drink the colour red for food, although blood is more filling (which they could get from animals or perhaps there’s artificial blood too)

When Franziska and Miles were kids, she would sometimes be a little punk and drain his clothes of colour to mess with him

I’ve been cracking up at the discussion that erupted surrounding vampire lore on my blog, in the replies, the reblog tags, and in my inbox

It’s so funny to me but also it’s like 😨😨😨 I don’t know THAT much about vampires-

[what-ever-happened-to-chip]

Lanas day continued

We reached Yunas room and Gray was not in there.

“Where the fuck is Gray?” Joni announced

"I don’t know haven’t seen the fucker”

“Thank you Aiden!” I had assumed she would leave with that but she walked over and made herself a refreshment and found herself a place on the couch to sit.

I wondered if her and Gray had sex. I am pretty sure they don’t even though Grays smugness he seems to try to get people to think they do. She's with Noah anyhow I am pretty sure. Do they have sex? I have heard Jonis not the sexual type. Unsure if that's from her childhood or what. It spooks me out knowing so many people's intimate life stories. Yet Harry seems to get some sick pleasure of making sure everyone knows everyone else's past tragedies. I remember when they had to put me in the “worst life” contest I was disturbed them arguing about if getting raped or parents dying is worse. How can you even compare it? Spooky. Anyhow the room was popping from just a glance I noticed Aiden was here seemingly blazed outta his mind. Yuna by his side in a similar boat and camping with the pipe. Didn’t see Marcus but noticed his coat so he probably was here earlier, maybe he’ll come back. Natsu and Adam sat on the couch thumb wrestling loudly and Rikku sat in corner coloring in a colouring book.

Yuna definitely made her room welcoming and cozy for a large amount of people. She had two couches, 3 chairs, along with her bed for places to sit. Her table had on it numerous apparatus for smoking weed, plus a giant jar of weed next to it, a hookah, a cigar box filled with cigarettes and even another box filled with heroin paraphernalia for her other friends. She herself didn’t use, but she liked keeping it around for her friends. Our sin savior really was a saint.

She smiled warmly at me and busied herself asking if I needed anything and pulling out a chair for me.

“No I am good, thanks Yuna.”  I smiled. Yes, these were my people. Needed to reset after what I just went thru with Jenn. Should I mention to Aiden he probably was going to come home to an angry girlfriend? Nah best he finds out for himself and I leave myself out of it.

Aiden began busying himself making up a hit for him and Joni who yelled at him to make her one. I looked away. Even though I had seen people shooting up on multiple occasions it still made me feel a little weird watching it. I heard Joni swearing about missing her vein.

“Aidennn find a vein for meeee” She whined.

“What are you gonna do for me?’

“Please I’lll get Noah to suck your dick”

Aiden scoffed at this but proceeded to hook her up. He was incredible at finding veins I once saw him find one between his toes to use.

“Shit this stuff isn’t as good as Grays, where the fuck is he?” Joni said this while nodding. The junk could be 1% actual dope and 99% chocobo shit and she still would shoot it up.

“Well go find fucking Gray then.” Aiden made himself comfy leaning against Yuna for support. I wonder how Jenn would feel seeing this. Maybe that's why she doesn’t come around. I wanted to bring up the jealousy thing but was waiting for Marcus. Also probably better to do it with Aiden not in the room.

“THUMB WRESTLER CHAMPION OF THE WORLD FUCK YEA BITCHES.” Natsu got up and made a lap around the room. Accidentally kicking Rikkus shoe on his way around

“YOU STUPID FUCK WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING!!” Rikku got up and pushed Natsu who proceeded to fall over the table and knock many things over in the process. Yuna gently moved Aiden to a pillow then rushed to help him up and began cleaning up the mess. I got up to help her out and almost jumped out of my clothes, noticing christian in the corner. Was he here the whole time and I missed him? He’s so strange sometimes when I am in the dark in my room I swear to god he’s breathing in the corner.

Chrisitan smiled his creepy smile and spoke to me “Hm just sensing my presence?”

I thought he had to touch people to read their minds. I hope I am right on that.

“Yea sorry didn't see ya before”

He smiled knowingly at me and lurked back in his corner. I swear to god the corner go darker when he moved back in it.

“Nobody notices your ugly ass mug” Aiden flashed his raised lip smirk at Christian then stared at me. “Wait what the fuck are you doing in here get the fuck out I don’t need your dumb fuck self around right now.”

“When shall I return?’

“3:14 A.M now fuck off”

Christian lurked out of the room giving me strange smile on the way out. The guy gave me goosebumps.

Aiden seemed to notice I walked in now “Where have you been? You look weird”

Fuck is my uneasieness showing? Play it cool Lana. “umm I was-”

“We were hanging with Jenn ! Why don’t you bring her around more Aiden? She’s soooo much fun!” Joni giggled and lurked around looking for fresh booze.

Aiden stared at her not seeming to know if she was joking or not. For being as sarcastic as he is, he seems to have difficulty picking it up himself.

“Why were you with Jenn?” Oh shit his paranoia seemed to be coming out.

I quickly spoke before Joni could fuck it up “I was looking for some mascara and I assumined she had some. We just hung out a bit.”

“She kicked us out, she just freaked out, out of nowhere.” Joni either forgot about the cigarette dropping or didn’t feel that was relevant to Jenn freaking out.

“Oh no is she alright?” Yuna looked at us with real concern. I wonder if she knows Jenn’s feelings towards her. Not that it would change her concern. She still worries over Axel. The flaming fuck of a person who not even sure why they still keep him around.

“Oh yeah she's fine, she just got upset over her pants.”

Aiden seemed to cool off after this, I assume she freaked out over her clothes a lot so he didn’t need to venture into why she freaked out. Their relationship has always been a curiosity to me. How the hell did those two end up? It would be like if I got with Thomas, or worse Harry.

Marcus meandered in with Buddy and retook his chair with his jacket. Before this though he walked up to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I grew so giddy inside. Marcus rarely showed physical affection to me in public. Butterflies swam around in my stomach.

I wanted to be with Marcus so bad, pathetically so. We kinda were in ways like we had sex regularly enough. I knew he cared about me too but dating just wasn’t his style. At least to me since I knew he had a girlfriend named Lisa for quite some time. He had various reasons why we weren’t boyfriend/girlfriend. Generally being about his camp and it not being a suitable place to date. But its like we are gonna at this camp literally forever and we didn;t age or die so couldn’t even escape it in that way. We had in past had some people as they put it “actually die” but we always had to go on a mission then to do something weird like get a stone or a potion or something and then they were brought back. So yea previous point confirmed, couldn’t actually die. I also suspected he liked to keep himself available for any other girl he wanted to have sex with. That I would be okay with, I can do an open relationship I like sex as much as the next guy. It just sucks and so confusing. Some days he’s all loving and super into me. Then other days its like he’s meeting me for the first time. For today thought it seems like the former, which perks my day up.

“Bro Marcus guess whose the thumb wrestler champion?”

“Wild guess, you? Perhaps?”

“Yea bro its me, wanna challenge the pro?”

“Mmmm perhaps after I have trained up. Wouldn’t want to give you such an inadequate fight.”

“Aight brah! I gonna remember this and then “ Natsu blew on both thumbs then proceeded to double thumbs up “Its on!!!”

“Take on the thumb it get you numb. Fight with all your might but Natsu’s know shiatsu and them thumbs leave ya a bum” Adam rapped

“BROOOOO that was fuckin tight !! Gimme 5!” Natsu and Adam did a minute long handshake that they musta had to have rehearsed at least 100 times.

“Aww my dear Lana where have you been I was looking for you.”

“I was hanging with Jenn.” oh right I was hanging with Jenn! I have to tell him the findings.

Still gotta wait for Aiden to leave though, damn. I decided to try to speed that up. “Idk maybe you should check on Jenn she did seem pretty upset.”

He scowled at me and I was terrified he was gonna flip out.

“Dude I go check on her, she likes me” Natsu stated this with so much conviction for a second I believed him

“You stay the fuck away from her.” I think if Aiden wasn’t so high he woulda been a lot more scary at this point.

“Nah bro you sit tight me and Adam got this come on bro.” They got up rather quickly and huddled out of the room. Aiden at this sighed grabbed his gear and followed them out.

“Damn white people be actin crazy all day” Buddy began rolling himself a blunt and shakin his head muttering about white folks. We didn’t really notice skin colour in Spira, it was just race of Al Bhed but here they seem to hate black people. I feel bad for Buddy in both worlds he’s looked down on. I guess apartly after Yuna saved the world, Al Bheds gotta get a lot more involved in shit. I missed that though, didn’t get to benefit from the perks of sin being gone.

Joni rolled herself outta the bed and muttered about finding Gray and also departed the room.

Marcus turned himself towards me “So you were with Jenn? No wonder I couldn’t find you I would not have assumed you two would be together.”

“Well I went in there to kinda see what Jenn was all about.”

“Wait Lana shut up I am calling Jesse, I know he’ll wanna hear about this.” Rikku took out her phone and loudly yelled into it “JESSE GET THE FUCK IN YUNAS ROOM WE TALKING SHIT ON JENN.”

“I wouldn’t say we talking shit on Je--”

“Lana shut up you know its gossip and you know theres only shit to talk about with her. She suckssss so bad.”

Jesse entered surprisingly fast. “YO YO bitches whats the 404?”

“Whats 404.” Rikku asked while pulling her skirt up some before pushing Jesse on a chair and planting her ass right on his dick. Smiling mischievously while doing so and winking at him.

“Ya know hot gos, ins and outs, whats the fad”

“hee hee your so funny.” She then proceeded to intensely make out with him

“So Lana relay your information to us” Marcus smiled and patted the chair next to his

I moved into it and he pulled it closer to his to place his hand on my thigh. Fuck I loved it

“Okay well me and Joni were in there, well first Gray but he left and Joni was in there looking for Gray but well anyhow Yuna got brought up and she seems like shes like jealous of Yuna.”

Rikku peeled her face off Jesses at this “OMG no way thats so funny and like she probably totally is cause shes such a cunt and Yunies the bestest!”

Buddy laughed slapping his knee while doing so “Man dat girl don’t got no sense to her.”

“I feel Jenn probably sees some threat in our dear Yuna here, yet if she would really grasp who Yuna is, she would realize that everything is in order.” Marcus proclaimed. His hand was rubbing back and forth up my thigh.

Yuna looked quite flustered at all this and grabbed the blunt from Buddy to take a surprising large hit for her frame. Exhaling with ease and no coughing. Impressive.

Sighing she sat in the bed “I don’t understand why she would be jealous of me, shes so beautiful and wonderful and a fantastic artist I just don’t see it.”

“Yunie shes jealous your gonna fuck Aiden !”

Yuna blushed and looked down “Oh I didn’t realize she felt that way.”

“Damn she should be jealous if that boy had any brains he should get with you, your a steal girlie.” Buddy pinched her shoulders a little and Yuna laid her head on his.

“Oh Buddy your the best friend a girl could have!”

“Seriously though Jenns a-” Jesse looked both ways dramatically for effect then hollered “A BIIITTCHHHH”

Rikku laughed her bimbo laugh she used specifically when flirting with dudes “Shes more like a class A cunt with a pretty face, I hate her.”

Rikkus bitcheness was impressively callous.

“I wouldn’t call her that, I would say she is more ,perhaps, confused. A confused girl in a hard world she hasn’t fully come to grasp.”

Passing outside the door I noticed Gray and Marcus called out to him

“Oh there you are Gray, please come join us. Lana’s observations have led us to discuss, why Jenn has a special hatred for our dear Yuna here.”

Gray looked in on us. He looked like he had seen a ghost. He looked like shit

----then to your story----

[animationnut]

To Gravity Falls, From Piedmont: Chapter 24

Summary: It’s a long way until next summer. Until then, Dipper   and Mabel share their daily antics and life problems with their lifelong friends and attentive great-uncles through an endless string of   e-mails. Distance makes the heart grow fonder after all, and there’s no place Dipper and Mabel love more than Gravity Falls.

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To: Grunkle Ford (Highsixer)

From: Dipper Pines (GhostHarasserfan)

Subject:  Natural remedies

Just a curious question for you. Do you know of any natural remedies for acne? I tried the Internet for some answers but I don’t really know where to start. Plus I don’t know who’s trying to mess with me. I could try drugstore products but again, don’t know where to start.

Any input you have would be great. Thanks!

“I’m not going to school tomorrow.”

Mabel, who was sitting on the edge of the white porcelain sink, gave her head a sharp shake. “Sorry. I think I heard you wrong. I could have sworn you said you didn’t want to go to school.”

“I can’t go out in public like this!” cried Dipper, unable to tear his gaze away from the oval-shaped mirror. “Everyone will stare!”

“I think they already stare. You wear a winter hat and we’re in California where the sun almost always shines.”

“When they look at Wendy’s ushanka, it’s with curiosity. But when they catch a load of Mount Everest on my face it’s going to be with disgust!”

On Dipper’s chin, smack in the middle, was a bright red pimple. It stood out against his pale skin and there was a collection of blackheads surrounding it. Dipper poked at the acne gingerly, flinching as it throbbed beneath his touch.

“I think touching it is just going to make it worse,” remarked Mabel.

Dipper hastily lowered his hand. “Ugh, this sucks.” He grabbed a washcloth from the cupboard behind him and soaked it with cold water from the tap. He pressed it against his pimple and slouched against the wall. “I have to make this go away by tomorrow.”

“You’re not the first teenager to have acne, bro,” Mabel pointed out.

“I’m already self-conscious enough, this isn’t helping matters,” said Dipper miserably. “I’m just going to be paranoid that every time someone looks at me all they’ll see is this dumb pimple.”

“Hey, it’ll be fine,” soothed Mabel. “We’ll do what we can to get rid of it. You’re also not the first teenager to worry over acne. It’s the plague of puberty.”

“Definitely not the part I looked forward to,” muttered Dipper. “How come I’m the first one to have to deal with this?”

Mabel grinned. “I got the braces. It’s only fair you get the pimples.”

“Fair point,” conceded Dipper. He dug through his shorts pocket and removed his phone. “I’m going to do some investigating.”

“Is it okay if I take Waddles for a walk?” asked Mabel.

Dipper waved her away. “Oh yeah. I’ll be fine. Just having a fit. I’ll get over it…hopefully.”

Mabel patted him on the shoulder. “Seriously, try not to worry about it. Society’s standards of beauty is way overrated. I’ll be back shortly to see what cure for acne you’ve discovered.”

She skipped out of the bathroom, calling out for her pig. Dipper took her place on the counter, legs kicking idly as he searched through the numerous Internet results for some home remedy solutions.

“Wait, toothpaste? Is that a thing?”

…

After circulating through her neighbourhood for twenty minutes, Waddles happily trotting by her side and sniffing every single tree and bush as he tended to do, Mabel began the trek for home. Sweat caused her bright pink tank top stick to her body, matching sweater tied securely around her waist. When she was a block away from home her phone started to trill and she fished it from her pocket. She swiped her finger across the screen to accept the incoming video call and beamed when Stan’s face filled with rectangular screen.

“Hey, Grunkle Stan!” she greeted cheerfully.

“Hey, kiddo.” He noticed the blurs of green shrubbery in the background and asked, “Out painting the town red?”

“Nah, just taking Waddles for a walk.”

Stan shook his head in mock-disappointment. “You kids are pretty boring without the supernatural surrounding you.”

“Our secret is out,” joked Mabel. “What sorts of trouble are you causing?”

“Well, I accidentally broke a statue in an abandoned temple, and I guess it was sacred or something, for the locals freaked out. We got chased out of the village, but I managed to smuggle a rare jewel with us, which is the only reason why Ford isn’t giving me the silent treatment.”

“Wow, I was sort of joking, but I really should have known better,” said Mabel in amusement. “Can I see the jewel?”

“Sure. Gimme a sec.”

Mabel reached her front door as Stan started rummaging for the artefact. She stepped into the air-conditioned hallway and unclipped the leash, allowing Waddles to scamper off. She glanced back the screen to see a weird, spiky amber-coloured gem cradled in Stan’s hand.

“Cool!” she exclaimed. “What is it?”

“That’s what we’re trying to figure out. Where’s your brother? He’d probably get a kick out of this.”

“He’s probably in the bathroom, hold on.”

“Whoa, you can’t just burst in on him! There are some things I want to go through life not seeing.”

“No, ew, he’s been trying to get rid of a pimple,” laughed Mabel.

“Ah. The teenage years. How I hated them.”

Mabel discovered the bathroom door open but the lights were off. She turned on her heel and shuffled into the bedroom, where she found Dipper typing away at his computer. “Yo, Dipping-Dots, Grunkle Stan has something to show you!”

Dipper turned his head, eyes widening at the sight of his great-uncle on Mabel’s phone. “Wait, not when I have junk on my face!” he yelped, jumping up and accidentally tripping over the chair leg, crashing to the floor.

Mabel jogged over and peeked down at her brother, who groaned and shoved his chair to the side, the wheels making tracks in the carpet. She squinted. “Is that toothpaste?”

“Toothpaste is supposed to go in your mouth, not on your face,” quipped Stan.

Dipper flushed and stood, the bright blue glob of mint-scented toothpaste covering his pimple. “It’s a home remedy,” he defended. “The general consensus online seems to be that it works. I thought I’d give it a shot.”    

“You try popping it?”

“I am not popping this thing,” exclaimed Dipper. “That’s disgusting. Besides, I’m trying to reduce my chances of leaving a scar.”

“Too bad I’m not there. I was the ruler of popping pimples.”

Mabel pulled a face. “Super gross, yet not surprising.”

“What was it you wanted to show me?” asked Dipper.

Stan showed Dipper his discovery and the thirteen-year-old fawned over it for a moment. On Stan’s end of the video call there was the sound of footsteps falling on wood and Ford’s voice spoke, “Stanley, I’ve told you not to play with the gem. There won’t be much to study if you break it.”

“I’m showin’ it to the runts, Poindexter.”

Ford squeezed next to Stan on the screen and smiled. “Hello, kids.” His gaze landed on the patch of blue on Dipper’s face and he asked in bemusement,

“What’s on your chin, Dipper?”

“Toothpaste,” he answered, cheeks flushing slightly. “Beneath the toothpaste is a pimple that may or may not consume my face at a later date.”

“He was hoping you might have a solution for him,” said Mabel. “This was his attempt while he waited.”

“Did you contact me?” asked Ford, brow furrowing. He patted his pocket, quickly realizing that his phone was not where it usually was. “Blast. I must have forgotten it here when I went out in port. I’m sorry, my boy.”

“Hypocrite,” scoffed Stan. “You’re always on me about bringing my phone everywhere.”

“That’s because you forget yours ten times more than me,” returned Ford. Placing his attention back on Dipper, he said carefully, “I’m not sure if toothpaste is the best remedy for acne.”

Dipper groaned. “I thought it sounded really weird.”

“No, no, it’s certainly a tactic that people use,” assured Ford. “But the ingredients in toothpaste will dry out your skin, which could sometimes make it worse. In my youth I tended to use a honey and cinnamon mask. It’s not necessarily proven that it works, but I certainly saw improvements. Raw honey has more medicinal benefits than commercial honey.”

“There’s about a thousand and one health shops in California, so that shouldn’t be a problem,” said Mabel cheerfully.

“Did you ever try and experiment with acne solutions?” asked Dipper curiously.

“I did. Once.”

“Ended horribly,” said Stan with a cackle. “His entire face broke out into hives and boils. It lasted for almost two months. It was disgusting.”

Ford glared. “Though I could have cracked the perfect acne treatment skin cream, I decided that perhaps such an endeavour would be best left for professional dermatologists. There are drugstore creams and masks you can use, but it will most likely require trial and error to find one that works best for you.”

“I guess I could do that,” said Dipper, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ll start with the honey things for now. I really want to bring this pimple down before school tomorrow.”

“Kid, you’re not the first to have a bright red spot in the center of your face,” said Stan.

Mabel threw her hands in the air. “That’s what I said!”

“I know, I know. I just…feel self-conscious, and we all know I have enough of that.”

“I’m afraid nothing of puberty is fun. It’s okay if acne makes you feel uncomfortable—it’s natural, and I guarantee majority of teens go through it every day,” reassured Ford. “But you don’t have to be ashamed of it. As cliché as it is, your appearance is only a small part of who you are—”

“—it’s what’s on the inside that’s most important,” finished Dipper with a sincere smile.

“And if anyone wants to give you crap for some dumb zit, they’re the ones with real insecurities,” added Stan. “Just deck ‘em.”

“Er…I think I’ll save that as a last resort,” said Dipper with a slight smile. “I’ll just ignore them and keep my head high.”

“Stanley, you could learn a thing or two from him,” chided Ford.

“Shut up, Poindexter.”

Dipper laughed. “I’m gonna wash this junk off of my face and find some cinnamon. Thanks.”

“Anytime my boy.”

“You’ll keep us updated on what you find with the gem?”

“Of course,” agreed Ford. “Granting that Stan doesn’t break it.”

“Keep up the attitude and I’ll do it just to spite you,” countered Stan.

They said their goodbyes and Mabel disconnected the video call. “I’ll go milk a bee for some honey.”

Dipper squinted at her. “You are joking, right?”

Mabel rolled her eyes. “Glad to know you think so highly of me.” She leaned forwards and gingerly poked the blob of toothpaste, where not a single blue chip came off. “It hardened, bro.”

“Ah, shoot!”

To: Grunkle Ford (Highsixer); Grunkle Stan (StantheMan); Dipper Pines (GhostHarasserfan)

From: Mabel Pines (ShootingStarRainbowUnicorn)

Subject: Magic of makeup

1 Attachment (Photo File)

Hey!

So the honey and cinnamon mask brought down the redness, but the pimple was still noticeable. Thankfully I’m a whiz with makeup. Should have just done this from the beginning!

Much love,

Mabel

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Dipper Pines: Thanks for letting me know ahead of time that you were doing this…

Mabel Pines: Aw, come on, you’re not the only guy to ever wear makeup. Robbie is awesome with eyeliner.

Dipper Pines: That does not comfort me.

Grunkle Stan: Wow, can’t even see it. How much gunk did you use?

Mabel Pines: Just a few layers of foundation and concealer.

Grunkle Ford: This technique would have saved me a lot of grief with my more appalling acne episodes.

Grunkle Stan: You’re lucky to have a sister like you do, kiddo.

Dipper Pines: Yeah, definitely. But I think it’s only fair that she sends you a picture of herself.

Grunkle Ford: Why’s that?

Dipper Pines: The makeup job she performed on herself is miraculous. She woke up this morning with a huge zit in the middle of her nose. Hers is way worse than mine.

Mabel Pines: …I would say it’s unbecoming to boast, but if you ever end up getting braces I will be laughing all the way to the orthodontist.

[ineedrelationshipadvice]

Almost relationship but why do I feel like this??

REPLY

Okay, you asked a lot of questions, so I'm going to separate them from the main message and try to hit them one by one. 

The one take-away that I want to emphasize before I begin is that, yes, this does seem to be your friend detaching himself from this relationship. He's creating a distance between himself and you by not speaking to you, both because he probably needs to for his own sake and probably because he also feels a bit burned by the way things went. But we'll get to that in a minute.

1) Why is he being like this all of a sudden? 

This is the question that's most important to me, because you seem to have missed a piece of critical information in your own actions that would potentially illicit this response. There were THREE problems with this relationship that you listed. The obvious one is his internship, and that you both decided not to take things too seriously. There is nothing wrong with that. But the other issue is, "he's not of my religion or race." 

That's harsh, no other way around it. The internship issue and not wanting a long-distance relationship is perfectly understandable. But you also explicitly singled out BOTH his theology and racial disparities with you. I can almost feel him, in his mind, saying, "Well if that was a problem from the beginning, why did you even associate with me?" Having experienced this in my own life, first-hand, this is exactly how I felt - it's this feeling of, well you obviously knew how I felt and who I am as a human, and if you didn't like that, then we shouldn't have even started anything together, because that sucks. This guy was making active efforts toward a person who he later learned had essentially ZERO long-term interest in him as a romantic partner, not based on his character, but based on his theology and skin colour. That sucks any way you swing it, and it does bear the question of why you did let this thing you have with him cross that line if you knew this was a problem. If you didn't know, that's understandable, but I don't feel like he keeps his religion a secret, and he definitely doesn't keep his race a secret. 

This is in no way to shame you, to each their own, and your perspective is valid. But you were essentially leading him on when his core self was already diametrically opposed to your needs, regards, and interests, and you should have taken the initiative and restraint to not pursue something with someone you knew you wouldn't like long-term, short-term feelings aside. If you don't like or can't handle someone because of their beliefs or race, then don't interact romantically with them. 

2) How do we go from "this" to friends again?

There's no right or wrong way to actually handle this. Sometimes people can't step back from their feelings; other people have zero problem doing this. I feel a lot of this may be cleared up by your last hang-out session. But it basically requires both of you talking about your feelings and figuring out what to do about it. Do you need some distance from him? Does he need distance from you? Should you maybe just reconvene when he returns and see how you both feel about friendship when he gets back home? Or are you both willing to stay friends despite everything? That's on you, and nobody can really advise you on what is right for you beyond saying that you should voice all your opinions on the issue and try to hash everything out before the distance between you two grows.

3) How do I go about detaching myself when I want to keep talking?

Again, really differs from person to person. The best advice, hands-down, is to create distance. Just put them out of mind for a little while, and focus on yourself and your own hobbies and interests. This is usually the  most effective way, as it allows you to recenter your life, and focus on what's important to you rather than your feelings. Would it be harder to keep talking? Maybe, but everyone's different. For instance, I personally don't struggle with this issue at all, and can completely detach myself when I need to; it's a process, and hurts, and takes awhile, but I can stay friendly with ex-partners. But you and your emotions might be different, and generally you'll want to go with a "gut check" on this one. Your body will generally know what to do in the situation. Do you feel awful talking to him and thinking about him all the time? Maybe create distance. Are you just fine talking to him? Cool, keep doing it. Is HE enjoying talking to you, or does he need some distance? That's something you ought to ask him directly so you aren't accidentally stepping on toes by trying to be friendly with him. 

4) Should I get closure and talk about our future? 

I'm generally going to say yes. Even if the conversation would be kinda awkward, I feel like if you both don't hash this out before he goes away, it's just going to make emotions confused for both of you. It's better to just clean the slate before anything happens and it starts to percolate weird drama due to time and distance. Just ask the simple question, "What do you expect between yourself and me whenever you're done with your internship?" Listen to him seriously and give him validity in any feelings he has. Try to meet in the middle as best as you can.

5) Is he no longer talking to me because he "got what he wanted?"

No. And you have no reason to feel used. That's a very serious statement, implying that he had weird ulterior motives with you. You've mentioned multiple times in your message that this was intended to be short-term given his situation. Regardless of who has feelings here, you or him, implying that those feelings are not valid because all he wanted from you is some hand-holds and make outs is just a pretty low move, and seems like an easy way for you to claim a moral high ground. "I did nothing wrong, he just was USING MY BODY for his SELFISH DESIRES."

No. It seems like he had legitimate interest in you, either short or long term, and when he learned that you had no long-term interest in him, he seems to have made up his mind. Is that why he's no longer talking to you? Can't say. Is the way you treated him the reason for this? Also can't say. But what can be said is that he didn't use you, and suggesting as such diminishes the experiences of people who are actively used by their partners for physical affection regardless of feelings involved. You both DID exchange feelings; just because he won't talk to you and no longer is actively reciprocating doesn't mean you've been wronged. 

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It's fine if you still crave his attention in the future. I understand on some level that you like and care about this guy. And although I have highlighted some pretty strong claims against your judgement, that doesn't make you a bad person. Detaching from relationships is always hard, regardless of context. And how you do it, as mentioned, will be largely up to your conversations that you have with him as well as making a gut check and determining how you feel in the moment, based on your knowledge of yourself. Beyond that, where the future will lead you both will likely lie where the cards land. 

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ORIGINAL MESSAGE

Hi! So recently the guy I’ve had a big crush on for the past year and a half finally showed interest in me and took me out. It started by him giving me his number 2 months ago and we texted way into the morning almost every other day until one day he suggested we go see a movie. He held my hand and said we should do this again sometime. We’ve “hung out” 4 times since then like painting, ice skating, eating out, etc. however, here is the twist. He’s leaving for the next semester for an internship opportunity so this “short term thing” has a definite end. We’ve even talked about this and I said I didn’t want to lead him on because even if we do date it can’t go serious since he’s not of my religion or race and can’t think of marrying him. Anyways, he’s made out with me on our last date and kept making sure we were on the same page and Makes sure that I don’t get attached. We plan on staying friends when he does return to finish his semester but how do we go from “this” to friends again? We went from joking friends to “this” in the first place and I feel like the mistake we made was not setting clear boundaries since we know this Has to end. He suddenly went from long text convos about random topics we’d talk about to not responding to a simple question I asked him last night. It’s been an entire day he hasn’t responded and Ik he’s definitely looked at it. Why is he being like this all of a sudden? Is it cuz he know he has to leave in a few weeks and is already starting the process of detachment? Either way I enjoy texting him and his overall attention. I like the convos we talk about and in general texting/spending time with him. I’m afraid when he comes back for the fall semester, even though we said we’d be friends, he won’t talk to me and things will be awkward because of this “almost relationship” short term thing we had. I definitely do not want that happening because we started out as good friends and it would hurt me to loose him completely. How do I go about detaching myself from him when he leaves even if I still want to text him/snap him like friends? Would I be hurting myself more or would the transition to friends be easier if we still kept communication while he was gone? Also, we’re hanging out one more time before he actually leaves. Do you think I should get closure and just talk to him about what I would like from our relationship when gets back as friends? Also with him not responding to my text do you think he’s losing interest in me since he got what he “wanted”?? I feel used especially because we made out and since then we haven’t talked like that. Thanks SO MUCH IN ADVANCE I know this was super long but this is my first “relationship thing” ever and I m just confused and worried that I’ll get hurt but still crave his attention.