#middle class blacks

[helloparkerrose]

[soracities]

Cameron Awkward-Rich, from "Another Middle-Class Black Kid Tries to Name It" [transcript in ALT]

[battii-art]

Sleepy puppies

[seamsterspell]

⚠️ ACROSS THE SPIDER VERSE SPOILER ⚠️

I just realised that in the first movie, the spider that bit Miles WAS GLITCHING!!! Hinting that yes, it’s a spider from another dimension

[icewindandboringhorror]

I made a few new wax seal stamps out of clay (like the ones I did for my worldbuilding stuff forever ago), this time just of random symbols that I thought might look good done in the style of painting over the raised part of the wax or etc. :0c Some of them aren't carved deep enough to really show up that well, but overall they worked okay for being clay lol

[asoftepiloguemylove]

Cameron Awkward-Rich THEORY OF MOTION (4): ANOTHER MIDDLE-CLASS BLACK KID TRIES TO NAME IT (via @sweatermuppet) // Wayne Koestenbaum "Figure;" My 1980s and Other Essays // Mary Lambert "Why I Slept With Makeup on for Five Years;" Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across // Keaton St. James DYSPHORIA CREEK // Richard Siken "Birds Hover the Trampled Field;" War of the Foxes (via @newvision) // Greta Moran Slow First

[jesse-pinko]

Every other aspect of Jesse’s trauma makes me go oh no poor blorbo :( but his relationship w his parents and thinking ab it in the context of the series aftermath actually makes me unwell… they never even knew him they only ever saw the worst in him and now they’ve had that validated by his own actions and they’ll never know how sorry he is and that he was a good kid at heart and they didn’t imagine it and they still love him but how can they have loved him if they never even knew him and only ever saw the worst in him *flatlines*

[cinnamontoastcrunch-15]

I've decided to kick off October with something happy because... Well, we all know where this month's going.

Remus settles into the commentator's chair awkwardly, watching everyone file into the stands, ready for the Quidditch match ahead.

Honestly? He'd completely forgotten that Professor McGonnagal had told him that, after a particularly... harsh prank, he would be the alternate commentator. It hasn't really been an issue, but of course Lockhart had to get fucking dragonpox. The twat probably won't stop talking about how he clawed his way back from death when he's back, but for now? Remus is stuck trying vaguely to remember something from all of the times Sirius and James have rambled to him about Quidditch.

The pit of dread in his stomach tells him that this is going to be a disaster. Minerva's managed to long con him into it. He was quite comfortable in his false sense of security, really.

"Mr Lupin?" Professor McGonnagal prompts quickly.

"Oh, right, er..." he glances down at his sparse notes, voice being carried across the entire pitch. "Hi. Today's Gryffindor vs... Ravenclaw?" He looks to Minerva, a little helplessly, but she just nods. "Okay, great. They're, er..." He tries to remind himself of what he needs to do, glancing back down at his parchment.

Introduce the players.

"James Potter's leading the Gryffindors," he sounds less sure than he ever has, even though he knows this part. He can practically see Sirius laughing his arse off from the pitch. "With beaters Sirius Black and Marlene McKinnon, seeker, er..." Merlin, he's heard the name countless times! What's his bloody name? "Fenwick? No, you're the Keeper, shit. Sorry!" He turns and shrugs at Minerva, after hearing her suck in a harsh breath.

This is the worst day of his life.

He fumbles through the rest of the introductions, likely offending the entire Ravenclaw team. It gets a little easier once they're in the air. All he has to do is say who's doing what, and that's surprisingly clear. He only has one real issue.

He can't take his eyes off Sirius.

As much as he's keeping a vague running commentary of the game, his eyes flick back to Sirius involuntarily. Usually it isn't an issue. He's never actually needed to watch anyone else before, he could just watch Sirius move agilely around, darting between people, the muscles in his arm flexing every time he swings the bat...

Shit, he's drifting!

He can't help himself, but he must be doing a decent enough job. Minerva isn't intervening, anyway. Realistically, as long as people know who scores, he's doing fine. So fine, in fact, that he finds himself zoning out. He's just... commenting, practically forgetting that there's a microphone in front of him.

"Wilkes bats the bludger and... Sirius dodges! Bloody brilliant!" He hears a quiet murmur of 'language' come from Minerva behind him, but he's already getting distracted. "That was a good dodge, with the weaving. Merlin, he looks hot on that broom." The words reverberate loudly across for everyone to hear. He snaps out of it the moment the words escape him.

Oh, God.

What the fuck did he just say?!

A few people come to a brief halt in mid air, confused. Remus clears his throat, sitting up a little straighter as his entire face burns bright red. He's stuck up in the commentator stand, eyes on him, accidentally loudly proclaiming that he finds his best mate attractive.

Sometimes he really bloody hates himself.

For a moment, Remus stares at his notes like he can get them to finish commentating the match for him. James shouts something, and Remus can hear the game resuming. He risks looking across the pitch, eyes immediately landing on Sirius. He's stopped moving entirely. The rest of the players have shaken off Remus' strange comment, focusing on winning. The game moves around Sirius for a moment. Remus isn't sure how much time passes, because Sirius' eyes are on him. Realistically, he knows he needs to keep commenting, but the words just won't come.

Just like that, Sirius breaks the weird air they were both stuck in, springing into action. He's flying scarily quickly, and it's only when he's a few meters away that Remus registers Sirius flying straight at him. He grinds to a halt right in front of him, just beside the mic stand, still on his broom.

"Sirius, what-"

He doesn't have a chance to say anything else before Sirius leans in and kisses him.

Oh.

Remus feels Sirius' hand reach up to his cheek, and he almost involuntarily follows it with his own hand. The kiss is... Merlin, it's everything he's ever imagined and more. Sirius' lips are soft, gently searching, and eager. He pulls Remus' entire focus with one move, and God, Remus could do this forever-

"Mr Black! Mr Lupin! We're in the middle of a Quidditch match!" Professor McGonnagal's voice, sternness with just a hint of amusement, breaks them apart. Remus can promptly feel his face turning red again, muttering the Professor and apology.

"Right you are, Professor, sorry!" Sirius calls, voice caught and projected out by the microphone. "We've got a game to win!" He pulls Remus in quickly, connecting their lips for one more, brief, moment.

Just like that, he's back out there, playing just as elegantly as before, leaving Remus dizzy. He can see the grin on Sirius' face as he darts between the Ravenclaws, and he shakes his head fondly at him. Then, he looks back down at his notes. He's still halfway through his punishment.

"Okay, er... Where were we?"

[shelyue99]

Winters doesn't drink and withstands the ribbing of his fellow officers while Nixon outlasts them all. They are perfect opposites, these two: Winters, the fair-haired, straight-laced all-American pragmatist there to discover and express his full potential; and Nixon, a swarthy, drunken, reckless, irresponsible child of privilege, free of his family and happy for the first time in his life. They are the middle-class Golden Boy and the upper-class Black Sheep, and they are irresistibly drawn to one another and to a mutual resolve to out-wit and out-fight the Wehrmacht. They are just beginning to know one another. from the BoB bible

[dailyjevil]

hello!! hope you're having a good day :D

since you're doing the pride flag challenge, I hope you don't mind me requesting the lithromantic/sexual flag!

left is lithsexual and the right is lithromantic, idm which one you pick :]

(it means to feel romantic and/or sexual attraction to someone but doesn't want the feeling reciprocated or stops once it is :>)

Day 297 of posting Jevil every day

[circusdraw]

this trend but bp doesn’t have legs

[krispchipss]

rabbit sketches! :D

Gahhhhh she’s so pretty I love all of her designs

She’s so awesome sauce

[read-write-thrive]

I wanted to get a head start on palasaki week and now I’m building out a reverse AU. why do I keep doing this to myself I can’t keep starting new stuff without finishing the old stuff 😭

[keirientez]

[aizenat]

I don’t care who hates this, but I always loved Hilary. I was buying shit from her campaign too to spread the message. I was excited to vote for what I thought was going to be our first female president.

Yall can’t make me hate her either lol.