Things Change...

Cartoon Middle School-Aged Kids’ Problems now: The Literal Apocalypse 

ISIS (people are doing this, don’t)

Ebola (people are also really doing this, again don’t)

Any sort of legitimate tragedy (do not be that girl that dressed as a Boston Marathon bombing victim)

Sexy Indian princesses

Geisha

Mexican sombrero dude

Blackface

basically anything racially or culturally insensitive. if you have to think about it, don’t do it

like my grandmother ‘loved’ me, but she also was always trying to change me.  she tried to take me away from my (catholic bisexual) mother.  she made me wear dresses when i was there.  she always tried to get me to go to church and was always asking me if i was dating a boy yet

i spent years feeling guilty that i wasn’t what she wanted me to be until my mom told me one day “she never bothered to know the real you”

and it’s true.  any time i tried to show her something about myself, even cook for her, it would be dismissed, and a replacement would be offered.  even northern food was somehow a sin.  

she loved me what she thought i should be, she never loved me.  

they’re sitting on the couch having a staring contest and it’s already been a minute but keith doesn’t even look close to blinking, and lance is just like “fuck it” because he looks gorgeous and amazing and stupid with his wide eyes and eyebrows practically in his hair trying to not blink

keith has his hands pressed lightly to lance’s chest to keep him from getting too close and blowing in his face because he’s not about to let him cheat 

but lance just surges forward and crushes keith’s hands between their chests and kisses him 

at first keith is like “woah” but it only takes him a second to start kissing him back

but then he starts to giggle because lance’s lips tickle a little and he’s just like “lance, stop” 

lance is like “hm? why?” in between two kisses that are nearing keith’s neck because he has no chill

“because,” keith says, but there’s laughter in his voice. “i was trying to look at you.” 

(he was pretty much using the staring contest as an excuse to stare at lance without worrying about getting caught) 

lance pulls back and registers this. and then he kisses him harder

or like, after a sparring session, they’re both really worn out but lance is just looking at keith, who’s pretty sweaty and gross like he is, and can’t help himself 

except he misses and gets keith’s chin instead 

he’s too tired to feel embarrassed tbh, but he pulls back and frowns a little and is like “oh, sorry. i was aiming for your mouth” 

keith just smiles a little and wraps his arms around his neck and kisses him right on the mouth

“like that?” he asks. 

lance, dazed and in love: “um, yeah. that’s good.” 

keith nods sagely and leans back in for another kiss

later they lay around in keith’s bed staring at each other because they’re extra and in love  

keith, about lance’s horrible first aim: “i thought you were the team’s sharpshooter"

lance, smirking: “maybe i just need a little more practice” 

this is going to get long if i keep going but basically their first kiss could go any way and i love it i love them