#fuck sociology and political science am I right

[caffeinatedlovergirl]

I keep saying Mark Webber instead of Max Weber... How bad will it be when I inevitably write it down in the exam??

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Do you have a list of good sex ed books to read?

BOY DO I

please bear in mind that some of these books are a little old (10+ years) by research standards now, and that even the newer ones are all flawed in some way. the thing about research on human beings, and especially research on something as nebulous and huge as sex, is that people are Always going to miss something or fail to account for every possible experience, and that's just something that we have to accept in good faith. I think all of these books have something interesting to say, but that doesn't mean any of them are the only book you'll ever need.

related to that: it's been A While since I've read some of these so sorry if anything in them has aged poorly (I don't THINK SO but like, I was not as discerning a reader when I was 19) but I am still including them as books that have been important to my personal journey as a sex educator.

additionally, a caveat that very few of these books are, like, instructional sex ed books in the sense of like "here's how the penis works, here's where the clit is, etc." those books exist and they're great but they're also not very interesting to me; my studies on sex are much more in the social aspect (shout out to my sociology degree) and the way people learn to think about sex and societal factors that shape those trends. these books reflect that. I would genuinely love to have the time to check out some 101 books to see how they fare, but alas - sex ed is not my day job and I don't have the time to dedicate to that, so it happens slowly when it happens at all. I've been meaning to read Dr. Gunter's Vagina Bible since it came out in 2019, for fucks sake.

and finally an acknowledgement that this is a fairly white list, which has as much to do with biases with academia and publishing as my own unchecked biases especially early in my academic career and the limitations of my university library.

ANYWAY here's some books about sex that have been influential/informative to me in one way or another:

The Trouble With Normal: Sex, Politics, and the Ethics of Queer Life (Michael Warner, 1999)

Virginity Lost: An Intimate Portrait of First Sexual Experiences (Laura M. Carpenter, 2005)

Virgin: The Untouched History (Hanne Blank, 2007)

Sex Goes to School: Girls and Sex Education Before the 1960s (Susan K. Freeman, 2008)

Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex (Mary Roach, 2008)

Transgender History: The Roots of Today's Revolution (Revised Edition) (Susan Stryker, 2008)

The Purity Myth: How America's Obsession with Virginity is Hurting Young Women (Jessica Valenti, 2009)

Not Under My Roof: Parents, Teens, and the Culture of Sex (Amy T. Schalet, 2011)

Straight: The Surprisingly Short History of Heterosexuality (Hanne Blank, 2012)

Rewriting the Rules: An Integrative Guide to Love, Sex and Relationships (Meg-John Barker, 2013)

The Sex Myth: The Gap Between Our Fantasies and Realities (Rachel Hills, 2015)

Come as You Are: The Surprising New Science That Will Tranform Your Sex Life (Emily Nagoski, 2015)

Not Gay: Sex Between Straight White Men (Jane Ward, 2015)

Too Hot to Handle: A Global History of Sex Education (Jonathan Zimmerman, 2015)

American Hookup: The New Culture of Sex on Campus (Lisa Wade, 2017)

Buzz: A Stimulating History of the Sex Toy (Hallie Lieberman, 2017)

Histories of the Transgender Child (Jules Gill-Peterson, 2018)

Revolting Prostitutes: The Fight for Sex Workers' Rights (Juno Mac and Molly Smith, 2018)

Ace: What Asexuality Reveals About Desire, Society, and the Meaning of Sex (Angela Chen, 2020)

Pleasure in the News: African American Readership and Sexuality in the Black Press (Kim Gallon, 2020)

A Curious History of Sex (Kate Lister, 2020)

Boys & Sex: Young Men on Hookups, Love, Porn, Consent, and Navigating the New Masculinity (Peggy Orenstein, 2020)

Black Women, Black Love: America's War on Africa American Marriage (Dianne M. Stewart, 2020)

The Tragedy of Heterosexuality (Jane Ward, 2020)

Hurts So Good: The Science and Pleasure of Pain on Purpose (Leigh Cowart, 2021)

Strange Bedfellows: Adventures in the Science, History, and Surprising Secrets of STDs (Ina Park, 2021)

The Right to Sex: Feminist in the Twenty-First Century (Amia Srinivasan, 2021)

Love Your Asian Body: AIDS Activism in Los Angeles (Eric C. Wat, 2021)

Superfreaks: Kink, Pleasure, and the Pursuit of Happiness (Arielle Greenberg, 2023)

[cleoselene]

Happy new year, tumblr friends. 2024 was a piece of shit, wasn't it? Just a festering pile. Kendrick Lamar ruining Drake, that was like, the only good thing I could think of that happened this year??? "Not Like Us" totally should win the Song of the Year Grammy. It won't, but it should, because that was a fucking commercial moment. It'll probably be something braindead like "Espresso" (no offense to Sabrina Carpenter fans but her music is not my thing x100). But man that was THEE song.

Music wise I was obsessed with Beyoncé most of the year and welp... that news about her husband being an alleged child rapist kind of took the wind out of those sails. Like, I fully believe Bey was groomed by Jay at a very young age and she's like Celine Dion in that the grooming was VERY effective and she will love that man forever and ever until death. It's depressing as hell. Lemonade is a masterpiece, but it was marketing. She was never going to leave that awful man. My mom is trying to tell me to keep loving her music, and I gotta admit, Beyoncé Bowl was phenomenal as like... everything she does is phenomenal. But the joy has been somewhat sucked out of it for me.

Rediscovered Vienna Teng and Phoebe Bridgers after the election, been more tuned out of the news than I have been in like, decades. I passively consume information, but I try to avoid it. Y'all, for me to avoid politics is bizarre. I remember my first election I followed, 1988, when I was 9, and I was SO for Dukakis. My family is politics/news junkies. But if 2016 fracture my spirit for this stuff, 2024 shattered it. Women will always be second class citizens in this country. It breaks me on a level that makes me question my identity -- why did I go to school for seven years getting a BA in Econ/Sociology and an MA in Sociology? Because I care about how the world works but no one else fucking seems to notice except fellow academic politics people like me, and they sure as hell aren't on the news (except Rachel Maddow, and she's just... kind of lost her plot for me too).

My soulmate dog died a week after the election exactly, and ever since the hits have just kept coming. My mom was so hesitant when I decided to adopt a young puppy, but I need her. I need her intense energy and many needs to distract myself from how shitty I think the world is.

I feel like a failure at even being a decent citizen because these MAGA monsters have just drained me. Another four years of this??? What the fuck, America. I went out to run two brief errands today and saw: -a pickup truck with "We The People" in the constitutional font on the back of the truck bed, but the window was covered in a massive Confederate battle flag. hey duder, you are giving your truck cognitive dissonance -a fucking cybertruck -a jeep crudely painted with the front as the American flag and hand-painted the words on one window: "GOD TRUMP LAW" and the other side said "STAND UP FOR SCIENCE" and I was awed at the even greater cognitive dissonance going on there. The font for these painted words I'd name "Scary Free Candy Van Sans" -a truck with a decal of Calvin of Calvin & Hobbes peeing on the words JOE BIDEN. There have been idk thousands and thousands of Calvin & Hobbes comics and Calvin has never ever peed on anything. Also the guy who designed the Punisher logo hates you fascist fucks too -a pickup truck with a decal of the silhouette of a women on her knees from above, and two hands wrapped around each of her braided pigtails as if using them for purchase, and the "drawing" fades out at the hip, but it's clear what's going on. I am saying "woman" because I hope that's what it was supposed to represent, the hair being in braided pigtails? Sus. But right next to that decal was one of praying hands holding a rosary and the word "Jesus" in some reverent font.

and that's a drive around Fort Myers, in Robert E. Lee County, Florida. I hate it here so fucking much.

anyway, here's hoping 2025 is at least gentler. The last two months of 2024 have had me feeling like I'm hanging on by a thread. I think it's my yearly winter MS flare too. Not a full on relapse, but every winter I just start to feel like garbage. And no, it's not S.A.D., I don't get that because Florida and I take vitamin D supplements anyway. it's just the time of year when everything starts to feel more and more inflamed

I'm enjoying World of Warcraft a lot still, but super bummed I can't seem to find an RP guild. Boo-urns

[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

Title: The Diamond Age

Category: Classic SF

Through a combination of good writing, bizarre worldbuilding, and just the right amount of in-your-face SF-ness, this is one of only a handful of science fiction novels that I've both read and really enjoyed more than once. There are at least a few days in any given year when I feel that I have to reread it (and the better I know the novel, the more I'm going to find in it).

To me, this novel is a rare example of what I like to call a "polyvalent" SF novel. This is a category of novels that actually does a lot of things in a reasonably interesting way at the same time. In this case, we have:

stories-within-stories on multiple levels

sociological explorations of interesting but relatively "silly" possibilities (e.g. an infinite energy source, nanotechnology, a class of citizens who are used as delivery devices for objects)

characters of various types playing out psychological and personal stories on a human level

a portrait of a community that (eventually) manifests itself as "a character" in its own right, in a way that makes the reader go "why, that community actually feels like a place where people can really live!"

intelligent but non-intellectualist exploration of SF ideas. For instance, we get a real feel for what it might be like to use nanotechnology, but we don't get bogged down in Hard SF discussions of the science of nanotech

One reason I like this novel is that I have a weakness for stories-within-stories on multiple levels. The plot of the novel actually consists of a bunch of people (including our protagonist) reading or listening to a story (or various stories) that are on some levels "just fiction" and on some levels "not fiction." There are some pretty exciting adventures (with a bunch of "fake" genre-novel plot elements), but the protagonists are made to confront the ambiguity between "reality" and "story," and the story is made to ask itself questions like:

"If you are a fantasy like this, wouldn't there have to be an audience to read you, or hear you?"

"No. There are still a number of pockets in the human mind that are not compliant with language. I could have come across some of these, if I had remained."

"You chose not to."

"Am I obliged to explain myself? I think not."

Stephenson's novel makes use of this idea to ask some pretty interesting questions about the "present" world he's imagined (the 22nd century), and about his own craft as a storyteller (the 21st-century guy making this story available to readers). These are ideas that interest me a lot, and it's great that Stephenson could do such a good job with them while simultaneously making a fun adventure story, the kind of which I love to read. (Stephenson is quite good at fun adventure stories, too, but there are other novels where he's more ambitious than here, and the book suffers for it.)

Anyway, my only real complaint about this novel is that its political views are so . . . old-fashioned. The aristocratic industrialist-future is not nearly as creepy as it could be, because it has all the attitudes and prejudices of someone born in the mid-1990s, rather than a guy writing in the 1990s. (Our protagonists in the 21st century, btw, are reawakening ancient texts written by "a genetic aristocrat of the 20th century" -- they're reading a bunch of stories about a time where everyone lives like a fucking Noble in an 18th-century English novel.) In general, one gets the feeling that Stephenson went back to "vintage" 20th-century "adult" sci-fi to get a feel for what kinds of issues people would care about when the novel was published. The political views he came up with do not make one feel like "this is how I would think if I had been born in a 22nd-century society," but like "this is how I would think if I wanted my political beliefs to be backed by the tropes of the kind of sci-fi that was hot back then." In the 1990s, "ultra-competent white male protagonists rescuing hot women from the clutches of guys who talk funny" was a kind of convention. (See: The Fifth Element.) Which isn't to say that the kind of story Stephenson tells is bad or wrong, just that it doesn't feel like its background would actually be the one Stephenson thinks it should be. (Or, to put it more bluntly, it feels to me as if Stephenson is trying too hard to flatter his readers with a bunch of "what's old is new again" elements of sci-fi-as-a-genre.)

Whatever, though. I don't care enough about this to count it as a flaw. The prose is fun and readable, the plot is enjoyable, the characters are complex and interesting, the worldbuilding is intriguing, and the politics are . . . not exactly what I want to read about, but not something that gets in the way, either. (Also, it's a hell of a lot better than the way politics was handled in Stephenson's more recent novel, Anathem).

[h--hannah--h]

Hi, I'm an aspiring writer. I'm also a college student studying anthropology.

These are my main interests:

Degrassi (i'm the admin of the Degrassi community on here)

Community

Sims

9-1-1 (am buddie shipper, not intensely)

Bojack Horseman

Movies and TV shows as a whole

Writing

Baking/Cooking

Social sciences (particularly sociology and sociocultural anthropology)

Writing

Tarot

Also I'm audhd, bisexual, and a cis woman (she/her)

im not big on DNIs but i will put some of my sociopolitical opinions below. if you don’t like it then leave (or have an adult discussion with me idc just don’t send hate my way for no reason)

fuck bigotry of all kinds. fuck terfs fuck eugenics fuck classism fuck racism fuck ableism

with that said fuck trump and fuck republicans, obviously

fuck misandry, some of y’all’s “feminism” is just harming all queer men and women who are attracted to men (ie biphobia)

fuck biphobia AND lesbophobia. i identified as a lesbian for 6 years before going back to bi (feel free to ask me questions about this) so i can definitely say that these are both problems, not one or the other

i’m pro sex work, pro kink, pro porn, sex positive, etc. and super anti censorship when it comes to these things

socially i’m very progressive. economically i definitely lean left but i wouldn’t label my ideology with anything more specific than that, as i am more focused on “what can we do to move things forward right now,” not necessarily the destination. then again that probably just aligns me with a lot of democratic socialists i think

MY LINKS:

Substack

Bluesky

My political side blog

Letterboxd

ko-fi if you want to give me money i guess

[flashfuture]

What is being a history major like? Honestly i saw your post about your final essay and I'm just curious ngl, like I'm an engineering major that goes to a tech school and our humanities department is uhhhhhh lacking lmaooo. Our school like doesnt have a ton of humanities requirements (i had to take 3 humanities classes total cuz AP credits). I literally just sit around and do math all day, as do like everyone i know at the school (except for my one friend who does game design stuff). Idk i took Sociology and a class about Infrastructures but like what is the average history class like. (You don't have to answer if this is too personal or reveals information that would allow people to know/locate your college I've been on tumblr for like 3 months and have no idea what is and isn't acceptable to ask :D that's right folks I came after the porn ban).

pshshsh what a weird time to join Tumblr

No no it’s all good. I go to a Liberal Arts college so it is more humanities-focused. But there is also some science-y stuff. I was gonna do Genetics actually I am quite good at science but I don’t have the patience for math it doesn’t come easily and I am too lazy to try skks

So I am double majoring in Classics and Archeolgical Anthropology as well as double minoring in Art History and Queer Studies. 

So for me it’s all history all the time. Each class sort of focuses in on niche things. Cause Classics is Ancient Greek of Roman studies but that’s a massive time period. So we focus on specific angles of study. Such as what Ancient Sexuality and Gender was in each area and how it evolved. 

It’s a lot a lot of readings of as much stuff as we can find. I also have to take Ancient Greek and Latin so we translate and lot of primary sources. Plato is really funny but no one realizes the Ancient Greeks essentially had symbols for /j and /s but they weren’t translated so we think Plato was being serious the whole time. And the Romans were so vulgar it’s funny I got to put face fuck in an actual paper. 

Art history is fun because art is also really really funny and no one wants to talk about it. Like when everyone used to be drawn as rabbits and frogs those were basically political cartoons bashing the shit out of people. 

Queer studies means everytime I see someone complain about the word Queer I want to shove books and essays down their throats. Like just read some Cathy Cohen babes and you’ll calm down. 

For me history is super easy because it’s like a story. I can remember the people and the dates and the important events super easily. 

So it’s me sitting around with my friends discussing social reform theories and translating ancient greek while making fun of the Greek Gods for being disasters and being fascinated over ancient graffiti. Plus a healthy dose of ranting about how the British and Nazis ruined the Vikings and how they were so much cooler than people think

I’m planning on living out my Indiana Jones dreams of making no money and playing in dirt. 

[wyn-n-tonic]

I want to know the following things:

1-how did u get your current job?

2-if a random PP character teleported into your house right now (assuming other people would see him as someone only slightly resembling our real Pedro) for him to live in our world, who would be the worst-case and best-case scenario (if you can, explain your thought process)

3-how do you manage to be a full-time badass and a cool writer at the same time?

🥨-anon

hi, 🥨 anon!

1.) my current job is not really what i studied for. i have a degree in international relations, political science and sociology. my plan was to go on to law school but i had a nervous breakdown in my senior year and realized that’s not what i wanted to do so i just kind of drifted for a bit. i really leaned into the sociology portion of my degree and started work last year to get my masters in counseling and psychology because i felt a pull to the profession. i realized quickly that that also wasn’t for me. writing has been the only thing i’ve ever really wanted to do so now i’m applying to grad school for creative writing but i still love the work i do in social work and mental health. it was honestly a combination of “fell into it” and “sought it out” and the poverty wages are worth it.

for my freelancing, i got that because i haven’t shut the fuck up about sports for twenty years and somebody was like, “do you want to write about this?” and i said, “yeah, sure.” and now i do that sometimes too.

2.) hmm… best case would be Frankie Morales i think. is this a surprising answer? he for sure would not be into me but maybe we could be friends and i think that would be nice. worst case would be Dave York trying to assassinate me.

3.) bestie, i’m not managing well right now but thank you so much for thinking i am. i am working on my grad apps right now and work has been really hectic recently and i’ve been going through a depressive episode. i feel guilty that i haven’t written anything for you guys in a hot minute but i really appreciate the love and patience!

anonymously ask me three things you want to know about me.

[firelord-frowny]

I cannot imagine anything more enraging and offensive than the fact that people are having to resort to fucking academia and scholarliness in order to argue and justify points that you literally do not need to be smart to understand. 

We’re having to get degrees in sociology and women’s studies and african american history and political science and write dissertations and theses and cite multiple sources and have shit peer reviewed JUST to try and make ourselves look more credible when we say “black people don’t deserve to be shot” or “women are not baby-vending-machines” or “transgender people deserve rights.” 

A person should not need three masters degrees, two Ph.Ds, a dozen published works, a pulitzer, and a nobel prize in order to be able to say “birth control prevents abortions” without some absolute jackass trying to argue about it.

.....But actually, who am I kidding? Folks who have no interest in truth and reason aren’t to care about anyone’s credentials in the first place. So nevermind. 

[solange-lol]

you look like friday night

Summary: The empty apartment that Nico shares with Will seemed to be bigger than normal. With Will home, the place seemed to be the perfect size for them. With Will down in Texas visiting his family, their apartment seemed as big and empty as Nico’s own giant house back in New York. "What’s up?” Will asked, answering his call. “Nothing, I just missed you,” Nico admitted. He was feeling extra lonely today. “I was thinking about the night we first met.” Will laughed. “That literal frat party that we both were dragged to?”

Words: 2,101

Prompt: “Free AU” for Day 4 of Solangelo Week

Note: ty to cj aka buoyantsaturn who is in fact a college student and taught me about college drinking like three months ago when i first started this since i am too young and innocent. youre efforts are appriciated

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Funny how the quiet ringing of an iPhone can echo so loudly around their home. The empty apartment that Nico shares with Will seemed to be bigger than normal. It is on the larger side for two poor college kids, especially if one is a med student. However, right now Nico isn’t fully paying for this apartment, but rather his rich father. He thought they deserved a nice home together, and he was helping them out a bit until the two men had stable enough jobs to pay for it themselves.

With Will home, the place seemed to be the perfect size for them. With Will down in Texas visiting his family, their apartment seemed as big and empty as Nico’s own giant house back in New York.

Thankfully, Will’s face picking the FaceTime was able to make Nico’s heart swell; he nearly forgot about how he had to spend the next three days alone.

“Hey, babe,” Will’s staticky voice came through, causing Nico to smile.

“Hey. Are you good to talk?”

“Yeah, it’s only quarter to 4 here. What’s up?” Will’s voice sounded mildly concerned. They both knew that Nico usually only called when something was bothering him.

“Nothing, I just missed you,” Nico admitted. He was feeling extra lonely today. “I was thinking about the night we first met.”

Will laughed. “That literal frat party that we both were dragged to?”

♪

“We can’t even find a place to park,” Nico complained as Jason drove in circles. “Why did you even drive anyway? You know well enough that none of us are going to be sober enough to drive back.”

“Dude, are you saying you won’t be our driver?” Percy whined in the passenger's seat.

“Hell no, I’ll either be fucked up or had left by the end of the night. Probably both.”

Jason turned around in his seat, giving Nico a very “stern mom” look. “No way are you abandoning us tonight; we brought you here in the first place to have fun with us tonight. No more sulking in your dorm listening to Panic! At the Disco.”

“Brendon Urie is a god, shut up”

♪

Nico laughed too. “Yeah. Percy and Jason dragged me there-”

“And I lost a bet to Lou Ellen and Cecil, and they forced me.” Will finished with a smile.

♪

The walk to the frat house wasn’t long, but it was too long for Will’s liking. Why was he even going to this party anyway? Oh right, because he bet on Lou Ellen being able to get a girl to ask her out before Cecil could. Drunk straight girls were dumb.

“Lighten up, Solace,” Cecil poked him in the shoulder. “We’re just trying to have some fun tonight; the three of us back at it again, just like high school!”

“If this is ‘just the three of us,’ then why aren't we playing a board game or something in my dorm?”

“Will honey, if your idea of fun on a Friday night is a board game, we have some work to do with you,” Lou Ellen said, rolling her eyes.

♪

“I guess I walked in just after you because I went to get a drink and you were already in the kitchen,” Will said, voice already far away.

♪

Will was not going to lie and say he’s never noticed Nico before because he definitely has. (He’s noticed him enough to know his name).

They have a few classes together. Sociology and political science. Will has no idea what Nico is getting his degree in though because he hasn’t had the courage to talk to him. His eyes were dark and glistened like broken glass; he could death stare like no other even if it was directed towards what Will assumed to be his close friends.

However, no amount of intimidation ever stopped Will from staring at the back of this man’s head from across the classroom.

Apparently, this was Will’s chance to make an impression.

He took a sip of his drink before walking over. “Hey. Nico, right?” he asks.

Startled at the sudden conversation, the Italian looks up. “Di Angelo, yeah. How did you know?” he asks.

“We have sociology class together.”

“Oh, can’t believe I’ve never met you before.” (That stung a little bit). “And your name is..?”

“Will. Will Solace, I’m studying for a degree in nursing.”

Nico smiled, and Will’s heart melted a little inside.“Nice to meet you, Will.”

♪

“And then,” Will laughs. “After meeting me for the first time; you asked me the most bizarre questions in the history of First Impression Questions.”

Nico felt his cheeks flush. “Shut up. It was a legit question, and I still stand by it.”

♪

“Do you think they had this vodka in the freezer beforehand?”

Will nearly choked on his drink. “I’m sorry, what was that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Do you think they had the vodka in the freezer? It won’t burn as much then when you drink it,” Nico said raising the cup to his lips. Judging by his expression when he swallowed, Will took a guess and decided that it, unsurprisingly, hadn’t been.

“I don’t think anybody knows about that hack but you,” Will chuckled, sipping the cheap beer from his own cup.

“I can’t be, my friend Reyna taught that trick to me. Though she can handle most pain, so who knows if it really works.”

“Did she come here with you?” Will said, praying silently that it would be a no.

To his relief, it was. “Nope, my to friends, Jason and Percy, forced me along.”

“Oh, me too. I lost a bet, actually.” Will sighed. “Speaking of which, do you want to get out of here? Go on a walk or something?”

♪

“You were so smooth,” Nico rolled his eyes. “Asking me to ‘go on a walk’ with you.”

“Granted, you were the one who cut your knees open. You basically forced me to bring you back to my dorm,” Will said, eyes sparkling when Nico started sputtering defensively.

♪

The night air was brisk and refreshing compared to how stuffy it was inside. Both men had abandoned the house after a few drinks. It left them to walk alongside each other. The narrow sidewalk meant their hand occasionally brushed, though they both pretended not to notice.

Then, disaster struck.

In his tipsy shuffle, Nico scuffed the front of his shoe on a crack in the sidewalk, causing him to trip and fall face first onto the sidewalk. Neither Will nor Nico could process what just happened until Nico muttered “fuck,” shaking out the wrist he had fallen on. The pavement had scraped both of his knees which were already exposed from his ripped jeans.

“Fucking hell,” Nico muttered again. “I don’t remember it hurting this much when I was younger.”

Will chuckled for a second before his eyes caught sight of Nico’s knees; one of which was already dripping blood

“Ah shit,” he muttered, mind quickly spinning through ideas of what he could do. “My dorm is close,” he said, voice regaining a normal volume. (Granted, he wasn’t actually sure of this or not. But it was definitely around here somewhere).

Nico nodded quickly. “Yeah, okay.”

♪

“You did a pretty terrible job fixing me up,” Nico said. “I still have a scar on my knee from that night.”

Now it was Will’s turn to roll his eyes. “That wasn’t even a full three years ago. It’ll fade eventually.”

“Plus I think your scars are hot,” he added at his boyfriend’s pout.

“Shut up,” Nico muttered, cheeks still flushing at that statement even after three years.

♪

To be honest, Nico doesn’t really know who leaned in first. Maybe they both did at the same time. Really, he just knows that one second he was thanking Will for bandaging his cut, and the next second their lips were suddenly connected.

None of it really mattered anyway because whoever this guy was; he was an amazing kisser. He wouldn’t really mind having to kiss Will forever.

Nico is surprised, honestly, that he’s never noticed Will and his cute curly head before. Apparently, he’s been sitting behind him all year. But that doesn’t matter either because Will is running his hands through Nico’s hair and it feels so fucking good. They had somehow stumbled their way, lips still moving with one another, so that Nico was being pressed up against the wall next to Will’s bed. (He was praying that Will’s roommate wasn’t planning on being back anytime soon).

Nico’s breath hitched as Will’s head shifted. He softly ran his own lips down Nico’s cheek, tracing his jawline and dropping to his neck and collarbone. He let out a noise, high pitched and needy as Will pressed his leg in between his thighs, creating delicious pressure.

Nico pushed forward off the wall but kept him and Will connected. They stumbled backward until Will’s legs his the edge of the bed. He fell back on top of it; Nico falling on top of him. It broke them apart for only a few seconds before Will’s lips found his once again.

Will’s hands traveled down to Nico’s waist; fingers slipping under the fabric of his shirt. He was slowly pulling up Nico’s shirt when Nico placed a hand on his chest, pulling back. “Will,” he gasped. “Stop for a second.”

Will immediately pulled back, breathing hard as he fell flat next to Nico. He wasn’t worried. Nico’s voice wasn’t scared or angry; it just sounded like he needed to tell Will something. Or maybe his drunk brain was just ridding his body of any anxiety.

“I want this. I want you, but not like this.” Nico sighed. “I don’t want this to be just another hookup; I want to this for real. I want to get to know you. I want-” he stopped for a second as if carefully choosing what to say next. “I want you.”

♪

“You said, and I quote,” Nico was snorting by this point. “That dating me would be totally tubular.” He could see Will covering his flushed face with his hands, which only made him laugh harder.

“In my defense,” Will whispered through giggles. “I was very drunk. And if I recall, you responded by giving me a thumbs up and a ‘cool beans’.”

It only made them both laugh harder.

♪

Nico woke up in warm arms. His immediate reaction was to jump out of bed and get far away, far from here, but his sleepy senses only wanted to sink into the warmness more. Not to mention a pounding headache he had, no doubt from how much he drank last night.

He was wearing clothes at least, which was a good song. Granted, they weren’t his clothes. He would never own a shirt in this shade of pink, and the sweatpants he was wearing were about 5 sizes too long. They were still clothes, though. He would take that over no clothes any day.

As he began to wake up more, his memories slowly were flowing back. The party. Coming back to this dorm. The confession. And that the person whose arms he was sleeping in was, in fact, Will’s.

“Shit,” he mumbled quietly, trying his best not to wake Will as he reached for his phone. He switched it on to reveal many texts, more from Jason than Percy, but the effort was definitely there.

He could feel Will stirring next to him. “What’s up?” he mumbled sleepily. Nico couldn’t help but smile at him fondly.

“Jason must have sent me 50 texts alone just asking where I was. How do I explain to him that I’m in bed with a cute boy?”

Will smiled and kissed his temple. “That’s the best part. You don’t.”

♪

“As much as I would love to continue this,” Will smiled fondly at Nico, who could spot the sadness lurking in his eye from a mile away. “The mother would like me to go walk the dog with her so we can ‘catch up.’”

“Go,” Nico said. “Catch up while you can. It’s only three more days.”

“Yeah. It’ll be totally tubular to see you again,” Will smirked.

“Cool beans indeed,” Nico said with a harmless roll of his eyes. “I love you, sunshine.”

“I love you too, ghost king,” Will said, so genuine that it nearly made Nico cry. The screen froze, capturing Will’s soft smile, before it was gone, leaving Nico to stare at Will’s contact photo.

He was so in love with that boy. If the next three days didn’t kill Nico, then Will definitely would.

[radioactivetirade]

what i was so scared would happen is currently happening lol. i fucking know myself, and i knew if i didnt get into law school right away that motivation would plummet. it rly has, fuck my brain keeps making me confused and telling me i should go in a different direction with my life and that i wouldnt make it in law anyway and idk if that shits jus self sabotage or what but i am genuinely starting to feel a grey cloud come over me at the prospect of being in an office for the rest of my life and i KNOW it wont be the same when im actually a lawyer but . i dunno. im starting to feel like there is walls closing in on me i just need to do something so fucking not boring and i thought law was it but now i dunno. i have had this feeling building in me since youth that im meant to DO something BE something make a genuine big difference for people, but my mom says everyone feels that way. what if im truly just ordinary ? i mean, i am. im not overly smart or athletic or creative or really talented in any way and i have no special or marketable skills. ive teied dancing, acting, singing, writing, drawing and painting, sports, clerical jobs, jewelry making, math, science, sociology, studied climate change and race and politics and history and i have added nothing to humanitys repetoire. i am ordinary and it fucking stings and im never gonna kill myself or hurt myself again but fuck even the worst of my depression has never made me wanna stop living like that realization goddamn. ive tried so hard to be okay with finding joy in the little things but i just cant. maybe if i fell in love and could see from a different perspective my mind would change but as it stands nothing and no one ive encountered has felt truly truly truly really RIGHT from a romantic point of view. ive found the perfect connections with friends and with sexual partners and i thought i had made that true connection years ago but that wasnt IT . i know how its meant to feel and i want it and idk maybe its love that brings us beyond the ordinary but ill probably be skin and bones before i know lmao

[alliumfucker]

@smarmyanarchist yes i know, i realized after the fact that it would come across that way. it was a poor choice of wording that was counterproductive to your (and my) point, so for that i am sorry.

the nonparticipating bit was not stemming from your post, but from my own observations of other posts where people encourage others not to vote, thats all. i know your post was not the place to complain about that, but its what came to mind and thats why it went in my tags. again, i’m sorry for derailing, it was just a personal vent about a few specific posts i’ve seen.

i think political participation—even in the mire that is electoral politics—is very important, so those other posts saying “don’t vote at all bc the system is broken” is the bit that gets under my skin. you can and should criticize!! we have every right to because the system is fucked up! i have degrees in political science and sociology, so i will be the first to tell you that.

i do totally agree with your original post. i certainly don’t put it on the shoulders of fellow leftists to have a revolution plan ready tomorrow, because that is exactly as unreasonable as it sounds; anyone with half a brain knows this, and i, too, hate that it gets trotted out by smug liberals as a way to block leftist critique. i just think that the “praxis” i occasionally see of “well, i will not participate at all except by posting about how biden is bad on social media” is not the way to go about things. (and i’m not saying dont critique Democrats online; they deserve to be held accountable and to be pushed left by the constituents they represent.) there just has got to be some sort of action to back it up, because complaining online without offering options for how to make even individual/local changes is shallow. i know that was not directly related to what you posted, so i admit i look like an idiot for adding context that wasn’t there. didn’t think anyone would actually read it.

leftists have to have a comprehensive foolproof plan for fully automated luxury communism TOMORROW before we're allowed to criticize electoral politics but liberals will have full meltdowns if you ask them to follow through on all their "dragging them left"/"holding their feet to the fire" hemming and hawing once their Republican lite candidates get elected and immediately give all of us INCLUDING THEM the middle finger for 4 years straight. lmao

[unhingedthinking]

@its-c0dy tagged me in a question thingy, so behold, here are some questions answered:

1.       Who is someone from history you admire? 

To be honest, I’m not that big of a history person, or at least an admirer of historical people. I’m a lover of impact rather than the person itself (I have this weird thing where I just can’t idolise people, it’s the same with inspiration). That being said, I love the works of Michel Foucault, and his impact on the sociological community. I love the impact that JK Rowling has had on teaching my generation to be kinder and more accepting people. I love the historical works of human passion and interests have on people in the present day, that make people go “I want to do that,” or “I want to make that better”.

 2.       What do you want to study/what did you study?

I have studied: Secondary education majoring in English and Film. I started (but gave up on) psychology and social work. I am currently studying a Doctor of Philosophy. I want to study ALL THE THINGS (if I could be a professional student, I would. I love learning for the sake of learning, god-tier academic nerd right here) – go back to finish psychology, also general philosophy, literature, chemistry, sociology, all the masters degrees in education, economics, political science, communication, media studies (I could literally go on forever it’s that extensive).

 3.       What is your favorite store to shop at?

At this point? The only places that I shop at frequently is the grocery store. I do love a good book store and stationery shop though. So probably Typo and Dymocks really (there’s a real dearth of independent book stores around me, and West End is a nightmare to find a park to visit the ones I want to visit there).

 4.       What would you wish for if you have 3 wishes?

Always having enough money to not worry about money, to be able to stop time and be able to breathe when I need to so I can just get on with life, and to own a library the size of Belle’s from Beauty and the Beast (because let’s be honest, #library goals)

 5.       What are your favorite foods?

Pasta (SO MUCH PASTA), burgers, eggs benedict, caesar wraps, chicken based stir fry. Can’t go past a good salad every now and again too.

 6.       Do you like kids?

This is a debateable question. Retail me says FUCK NO. Mainly because screaming small children are the bane of my existence. Teenagers, yes. Hence qualified secondary school teacher.

 7.       What is your favorite flower?

Roses are cool.

 8.       Where do you want to travel to?

All the universities (refer back to god-tier academic nerd) – Oxford, Cambridge, Calgary, Stanford, Yale, Paris, Dartmouth. Also wherever any educhums/Tumblr friends who would want to see me as well, let’s be honest.

 9.       Do you prefer the hot or cold?

Cold, like my apparent heart (the radiologists sadly proved I had one). Seeing as how it’s 25°C at 81% humidity, I am clearly not living my best life.

 10.   Do you like tea or coffee more and what do you add to it if anything?

Coffee. If I’m getting it made for me, usually caramel or vanilla syrup in a late kind of setup. Home-made instant, two sugars and milk.

I’m not so much a tea person, it’s got to be an aesthetic kind of day (rainy, cold, book kind of deal). I’ll usually drink chai, with honey added in.

 11.   what is your favorite color?

Earthy colours in general. I’m a big fan of the darker hues (navy, maroon-ey crimson, dark greys, earthy greens, deep browns). Though I’m also a big big fan of purple (the darker shades of course).

I tag whomever wishes to participate. It’s too hot to think of new questions. Feel free to do the same. Or come up with new ones, I’m not the boss of you ;)

[thegreatmercutio]

Why the hell not...let's rant about Shadowhunters.

I don’t give fuck about who’s the main characters or who’s the main couple are and the damn repetitive arguments on how people should accept it…“it’s this person’s show and that person’s show.”

7 main actors were hired and plus a list of strong supporting characters like Raphael and Maia…that rightfully deserve much respect too. Guess what, they got fans too. ALL of them work hard for their characters. EVERYONE in this cast has great potential. And Nobody in this cast was “DiCaprio” famous when they were casted. Most of them are fresh faces with maybe Harry, Isaiah, and Alan with some known IMDBs backgrounds and some media exposure, like Glee and The Tudors.

Don’t go praising this show for it’s diversity and it’s representations (which both the cast and the showrunners have done) and go, “This is all you’re going to get!” Don’t go enforcing this illusional “positivity” on the entire fandom that people should be content and accept it. That the black guy, the Asian guy, and at the moment three…show and book canon lgbt+representations characters should be okay that they even get some screen time.

Don’t go saying and I am paraphrasing here, “Hey, I like them too, but it’s not those POC and that gay guy show. So why are you guys even mad? That you should know this. Did you read the books? Just be happy that these characters are in it.” (yeah, I read the books…)

That’s the positivity and the diversity that you want? You want them to be the tokens? There for the aesthetics?

Do some of you guys know that television show and movies change things and their priorities? Some examples: Vampire diaries, arrow, gossip girls, pretty little liars…etc.

You guys need to see that nicely colorful area…it’s right there…between the lines from your perfectly conditioned upbringing that your conservative society has raise you in. That beautiful colorful masterpiece is called equality and representations. It’s Repetitive…I know…but damn it’s important. Picture speaks millions of words. Art speaks millions of words. The influences and the acceptance this show can speak has valuable merits for now and new generations. It’s no surprise…that the media raised you and it will raise the future. When a young generation see the love and the support that a couple like Malec gets from the fans and the media, that’s really important. It’s also science…psychology and sociology there too. It’s how we define what is love, beauty, respect, kindness, politics, relationship,…etc.

You do know that the show needs the fans. Any show out there needs a strong fan base. The fans does not owe anything to the show. The fans is what makes them famous and what makes them rich…don’t forget that. Supporting Malec and Shadowhunters doesn’t pay my bills. Deep within anything that show business does…holds a powerful “Corporation” that wants your money and your loyalty. But you just can’t let them silence you like that…

You are entitled to your opinions. And I am too. I want this fandom to be positive and to honest, we really are. I am serious. I am so tired of people making this fandom into something villainous and evil. There is no fandom out there that is made perfect. There’s always going be someone that’s going to piss you off. I am sure I am pissing someone off right now. But some of you dwell too much in the negative and that’s all you will see. Asking for equality is a positive movement and sometimes it requires kicking and screaming to get the point across. It can get ugly and it’s not always ideal…but have you seen history yet? Do people ever really learn?

And yet I remain optimistic, teeth grinding optimistic but optimistic……let’s see what happens.

[hagiographically]

Could you talk more about Stanford stereotypes regarding literally anything (idk majors?) bc they way how you explain them is literally so funny/good

lmao aw ily, you can always come to me if u want my opinion related to anything stanford (stereotypes about dorms, sports teams, greek life, a cappella ??) because i have A Lot Of It - i only wish i was more integrated with the school cuz most of my opinions are hearsay instead of personal experience

major stereotypes….hmm thats hard cuz there are So Many majors but i can just go with the most common ones and group some together, etc

engineering:

aero/astro - small department full of space nerds, most of them are in SSI, drones, i personally consider them very brainy and if i were better at engineering i would be aero/astro cuz i think it’s the next frontier. there should definitely be more women in it for sure

bioe - my ex was bioe, they’re a bunch of nerds but they have good enough hearts. they care about curing diseases and shit

CS - oh boy. ohhhhhh boy. here we fuckin go. honestly CS is barely even a sterotype at stanford cuz its such a dominant culture…..the people who decide what stereotypes even are, are probably CS. it’s gotten to the point where if i meet someone and they aren’t CS it’s worth noting. it’s gotten to the point where, in my psych/literature/communications/education classes, i expect the other people to be CS. i have so many Opinions on CS Boys because CS Boys are such!!!!a!!!type!!!! (and different from just, a boy who does CS). they worship the trinity of google, facebook, and microsoft. their junior summer internship is at least one of these. they buy into all silicon valley startup culture and they love elon musk and talk about venture capital when its really not welcome. they love talking about how much work they have and how little they sleep. all INTJs. probably virgos. there is also a subgenre of CS boy who didnt come into stanford wanting to do CS and ended up switching because its easier to be a CS Boy at stanford. they criticize the culture all the time. to this you can say, “it’s all right, craig, i know you just want to make money.”

CME - people major in this when they dont love themselves

design - i personally think this major is fuckin cool and considered it before i realized physics was a pre-req. the d school is thought to be d for douchey though because their whole shtick is so ~ideate~ ~prototype~ ~We Are Quirky and Put Post-Its On Walls~ but i dug it as a frosh. they can be kinda condescending, but theyre by far the most interdisciplinary dept in the engineering major (although its also full of white men who think theyre hot shit cuz they can use photoshop)

EE - again for people who lack self love, its supposed to be so fuckin hard

MS&E - white frat boys who glorify jordan belfort

ME - similar to design. live at the PRL. stay up till ungodly hours carving wood. somehow this is enjoyable. also white male heavy

who knows how the f to categorize this:

education - if i could do stanford over i would major in this. usually very diverse, woke, often come from underprivileged backgrounds so they want to make it better for other people and reach communities that arent currently benefited (unlike silicon valley or wall street :) ) i respect them because they do what they love and not to make $ although if educational engineering were a thing im certain people would jump ship. it’s also not in the humanities dept so i feel like theyre Above the stanford hegemony and i love that

earthsys - i considered a minor in this. usually sweet, earth-friendly people. white but woke. possibly queer. granola loving hippies and maybe some frathletes who want an “easy” major but not sure (im not shitting on easy majors. i have one. love ‘em)

generally i like girls in any of the engineering depts because they are dealing with sexism and doing it. the boys are oftentimes extremely self-congratulatory and will usually say something dumb about the humanities. even the girls will hit you with the “oh i wish i could study that!” about any non-engineering discipline, and it’s implied that what they’re really saying is “but i care about my future too much!” 

humanities/sciences:

AAAS/chicanx studies/asian-american studies/CSRE - woke poc who use lots of buzzwords and say things like folx

art - the people who major in art are usually more quiet than you’d think. we have an Artsy Type at stanf that are kind of extra (theta chi/EBF types, also very woke QPOC) but i dont think theyre art majors for the most part. i barely know any actual art Majors. lots of engineers just do art on the side

bio - i love bio majors because they are sciency but also get shit on by engineers so we’re in solidarity. they are sweet and study all the time and just wanna make the world a better place. there’s also the pre-med kind of bio who i would hate if i were also pre med but since im not i just kind of admire and fear them

chem - i like chem people much more than i thought i would. again a very small major and they just live in lab and have varied non chem interests. this year i accidentally became friends with like 6 people from the chem fraternity and i was surprised how much i liked them

complit/english - i was this major! english in creative writing are usually chill, interesting people. complit and english in literature…….it’s a shakespeare circlejerk and they hit you with the Discourse. overly educated white people. avoid the boys specifically but the girls can also be incredibly self-satisfied. maybe 50/50. but if you take a creative writing class instead of a lit class, the CW kids are usually awesome

taps - our drama department. they’re nice, but extra and intimidating. (also stanford theater is…..okay….not really as good as they seem to think it is yikes that was mean but) however, like with english, take an introductory class and you’ll meet very cool non-taps majors.

econ - oftentimes wonderful people! outside of class that is

femgen - same people as the AAAS/CSRE crowd except whiter. queer girls with undercuts. upperclassmen are intimidating to many. everyone shares their opinion even when its not warranted. my honors is in this

film studies - this was almost my minor and if i werent CW i might have doubled in film and comm! i dont know any film majors but if they arent a cole sprouse im sure theyre fine (they are probably a cole sprouse)

german/italian/french/spanish language or studies - spot the person who studied abroad!

history - like english, can be cool, more likely pretentious

humbio - the other premeds! actually humbio gets shit on alllll the time for being easy or having a fluff major, bio majors think they’re soft. thus, i like them. their course catalog is awesome and its a huge major but all the scary pre meds are straight up bio and humbios are softer but in a good way its a lot of sweet girls

intl relations - one of my favorite majors. usually very down to earth, the best of the IR/poli-sci/pub-po trinity. however, they can also be self-congratulatory for being So Woke and also they love to educate you when You Didn’t Ask

linguistics - weird, diverse people. very small major. similar to anthro, my old major. i love small majors they always have cute dinners together

MCS - a hard fuckin major. not as “Look How Smart I Am” as a bad CS. mostly quiet and stay in and study their ass off

math - love to wax poetic about the beauty of math. fun when drunk. not when sober

philosophy/MTL/classics - avoid. classics can be okay if it overlaps with archaeology because theyre just a bunch of nerds and they get really excited and its cute. phil majors would rather just educate you about how free will is fake and youre like tim can you please just get out of the way we’re in the dining hall and you’re blocking the cornbread

physics - Avoid. they think all other sciences are lesser. women and POC are ok

poli-sci - hit or miss. generally pretty friendly. very talkative. fun to talk to about Not Politics

psych - the best major hehe. generally liberal and woke and often queer. however, non-psych people in psych classes can be a nightmare (unlike english, taps, etc) and problematic as fuck. also sometimes psych majors are extra (exhibit a: me)

pub policy - probably in student government. im biased against it, but go in with hesitation. student government is by and large not as effective as they seem to think (however, a “woke” person in pub po might be cool because they will campaign for sexual assault awareness and economic diversity and good stuff)

STS - ohhhhh man. probably the major that gets most shit on at stanford. i think engineers think it’s fake. (humbio, design, and STS get shit on the most i’d say, because they are interdisciplinary STEM majors, so engineers think that they’re for people who arent smart enough to do hard majors. whereas with english or IR, engineers know they couldnt do it because they havent written an essay since 2009, so they offer grudging respect) a frathlete major. i personally like it because i dig interdisciplinary shit, but i don’t dig frat boys or athletes so i avoid. some of their courses are great but it does seem kind of scrapped together as a major and i dont know how people outside of stan see it

sociology - a small major, seems cool. stigmatized but not by stanford because stanford students dont know it exists. “dont you mean psychology?” no

urban studies - skaters? who knows. i respect them tho. i think they care about….like….architecture? and city development? its a very niche thing and i feel like it’s pretty hip n happening

[deadpan-dan-blog]

💕

Peer into my muse’s memories

💕- A memory about their significant other

Dan: [10:19pm] hey doe

Dan: [10:19pm]long week at work

Dan: [10:19pm]would love to hang out

Dan: [10:21pm]miss you

Dan: [10:43pm] I guess youre asleep or smth

Dan: [10:45pm] txt you again in the morning then

Dan: [10:45pm]goodnite

Dan: [9:34am] morning! hope you slept well

Simone: [9:50am] DAaan yes lets hang out

Simone: [9:50am] come to my house att 11

Simone: [9:51am] bring the car

Dan pulled up to the side of the road outside his girlfriend’s house. He took a shower, made sure he smelled good, wore his best casual clothes and made sure his fur was neat as can be. Dan smiled as Simone came out of her house, her white fur and blue eyes as beautiful as ever. His smile faded as he saw Simone’s two friends, a female bear and a male goat, carrying homemade picket signs. Oh so that’s what this is… Dan looked straight ahead not acknowledging them as they got in the car.

“Hey baby!” Simone gave Dan a quick kiss on the cheek, getting him to smile briefly but his sour disposition soon returned. “Katie, Julian; this is Dan Dan the driver man!” She said happily, as if that’s something he should be proud of.

“Yup, that’s my name. And what I am currently doing.” Dan said coldly.

“Yo Dan.”

“Hola.”

“Okay driver man, take us to Durkillesburg.”

“So what are we doing exactly?” Dan asked

“We are going to protest up at the college because our fascist president just signed an executive order that targets marginalized people for deportation.” Simone said indignantly.

“Fascist? Really?” Dan doubted

*scoff* “Dan I know you don’t like, follow what’s going on at all, but believe me. He’s doing exactly what the fascists did, we have to resist him and protect undocumented students!” Simone explained.

“If you say so- Wait, ‘undocumented’? So these are like, illegal immigrants? Seriously??” Dan questioned.

“Excuse me?” Julian asked, offended.

“No person is illegal!” Katie declared.

“Hahah uhh Dan can be ignorant on some issues but he means well.” Simone said leaning into the back seat to address her friends. “Dan there are systems of oppression that keep them from immigrating legally. It’s complex.”

“Um, right…” Dan conceded deciding to let it go rather than push further, though the exchange soured his attitude at the situation further. Simone and her friends continued talking after that but Dan zoned out, entirely uninterested in intersectional politics or whatever, though he did hear something along the lines of ‘ignorance is just as bad.’ from Katie. He focused on the road and the pop music, which he played for Simone’s sake, instead.

“So how’s work, Dan the man?” Simone asked 30 minutes into the drive, after finishing a topic with her friends.

“What? Oh, uh, it’s fine.” Dan answered, returning to a neutral disposition.

“Just fine?” Simone pressed.

“I mean, it’s work. It pays. Not much but…”

“Where do you work?” Katie asked, in a tone that said she didn’t really care.

“Food Donkey?” Dan answered, slightly puzzled.

“Aha.” Katie let out a contemptuous laugh.

Dan narrowed his eyes. “And where do you work?”

“Ha I’m going to college soon so?”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, so I don’t need a dead-end job.” Katie snarked.

“Yeah? What are you majoring in? Political Science?” Dan shot back.

“Sociology.”

“Wooow. Even better.” Dan said impressed

“Dan stop it!” Simone raised her voice. Dan gave her a hurt look for a moment, then went back to driving quietly. Thanks for backing me up, babe.

“… I do roof and siding stuff with my dad.” Julian said after a moment. no one responded immediately.

“Uh yeah, that’s cool dude.” Dan responded “My brother’s an electrician. So he also works with like, houses, I guess…”

“That’s cool…” Julian trailed off, looking out his window. Simone sat looking out her window. Dan didn’t care to see what Katie was doing. He focused on the road until they reached Durkillesburg and Simone gave him directions to where they were going. Simone’s friends exited the car but she stopped when she saw Dan was making no effort to leave the car. Her friends stopped and looked back a few yards away.

“Aren’t you coming, Dan-Dan?” Simone asked, feigning obliviousness, or so Dan assumed.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” Dan said without really asking, looking straight ahead.

“I’ll meet you guys in a minute!” Simone yelled back to her friends, who proceeded to walk on without her. She got back in the front seat of the car and closed the door. “What is it, Lynx?”

Don’t call me that right now. I won’t let you derail me this time. “It would have been nice for you to tell me what this was gonna be, Doe. You know I hate this crap.”

“It’s not crap. It’s important! Besides it’s fun, give it a try.” Simone suggested.

“Fun?!”

“Why are you being such a sourpuss, Daniel? Picking fights with my friends–”

“I’m picking fights!?! Katie was clearly talking shit at me and you did nothing! You took her side!” Dan yelled, uncharacteristic of the quiet, mild mannered boy.

“Why can’t you just be chill? You said you wanted to hang out so we’re hanging out.”

“I WANTED TO HANG OUT WITH YOU!” Dan’s eyes were watering but he suppressed that. Dan spoke quietly, just above a whisper. “I work all goddamn week at fucking Food Donkey- For you. Saving money for us to get a place up here while you go to college. Everything I do is for you and you don’t even message me back half the time. You never come see me at work, never surprise me. I missed you and I just wanted to spend the weekend with you. And you make me into your fu- into your ‘effing chauffeur just so you and your friends can come down here and pretend to be little revolutionaries. ‘Dan Dan the driver man’ God I’m pathetic.” A single sob escaped Dan’s throat and a sniffle but he again suppressed it.

“This stuff is important to me. Why can’t you support me?” Simone asked

“I do support you, everyday. And you make me drive your friends up to Durkillesburg.” Dan rebuffed.

“You said ‘hang out’ not ‘date’ so I thought this would be fine.”

“I said ‘hang out’ because I didn’t feel like spending all my money at Pastabilities or where ever. I don’t want to go out all the time. I’m tired okay? I go to school for 7 hours then go to work for six hours, then I still have any homework I can’t do in study hall. I do all this for you, because I love you. I just wanted to be with you... I quit wrestling for you. What do you do for me?”

“I know what you do, Dan. I do stuff too. I love you. I wanted to hang out with you, Lynxie. Why are you making us do this? Why are you making a big deal out of this?” Simone asked pretending to be confused, or so Dan assumed.

“Hah! You can’t even say sorry. Everything’s my fault, always. Isn’t it? I’m just…” *sigh* Dan laid his head down on the steering wheel in despair.

“…Lynx--”

“God, I don’t even want to hear you talk right now.. When do I need to come pick you up?” Dan asked, without lifting his head.

“… Four.”

“I’m going to a coffee bar or something. Later.” Dan lifted his head and looked straight ahead, trying not to break down even more in front of Simone. She waited a moment, Dan didn’t move, she got out of the car and shut the door without a word. Dan watched her walk away out of the corner of his eye. Once she was out of sight he covered his face with his hands and cried softly to himself.

What am I doing?

[colesterstrudel]

My parents are the fuckin worst lmao okay so they’re like, the stereotypical southern white Republicans and I am v obviously not (but I can’t like, tell them that bc I don’t want to get killed or disowned ya know) and we all know I’m a sociology major with a gender studies minor so all they fuckin do is talk shit about how I’m taking a liberal science and I’m gonna become one of those dirty snowflake liberals or whatever. And the honors program I’m a part of became an honors college and we got a new dean and I was telling them about it and how our dean is from Connecticut and my dad was like “she’s gonna be full of liberal bullshit blah blah blah” and mom was like “but that’s gonna be right up your alley since you’re in a liberal science”  Like?????? Shut the fuck up maybe. Let me live my goddamn life and major in whatever the fuck I wanna major in you fuckin assholes. AND LEARN THAT REPUBLICANS AREN’T THE END ALL BE ALL OF THE FUCKIN POLITICAL SPECTRUM JESUS FUCKIN SHIT