Weasley Is My King

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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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oxfordcommaforever:
“han-syolo-shot-first:
“ bubblegumsith:
“ cosmic-noir:
“ twowandsandadrink:
“ ashkinator:
“ politicalsexmaskitten:
“ hooraychelle:
“ yellowxperil:
“ srsly tho this is absolutely a thing that dudes do all the f***ing time
like...
yellowxperil

srsly tho this is absolutely a thing that dudes do all the f***ing time

like where if he knows a girl doesn’t necessarily want to give him a hug, he will trap her in this position in front of witnesses where she has 2 options- both of which are undesirable for her, while simultaneously desirable for him

if she doesn’t want to hug him, whatever she does, it will suck for her.

she can 1. say nah and be the fucking asshole in front of other ppl or 2. forsake her corporeal boundaries and allow unwanted intimate contact

it’s a f***ing trap

hooraychelle

F***ing hate dudes forreal.

politicalsexmaskitten

too many f***ing times ugh

ashkinator

Story time.

One day I was on the MAX (basically a giant street car that goes all over the metro area) on my way to meet up with a few friends. I didn’t look at anyone, I didn’t speak to anyone, I just stood to the side on my phone making sure I wasn’t going to be late to my meeting.

Out of no where, this guy comes up to me and starts to chat me up. Me, being who I am, am absolutely terrified to tell this guy to f*** off. He was at least half a foot taller than me, and was way too bulky for me to fight back. So I suck it up at humor him, say hello. Before introducing himself or asking me for my name, he asks me out on a date. Not wanting to piss him off I try to make light of the situation and I laugh, telling him that my boyfriend wouldn’t like the idea, but thank you for the offer. He just shrugs and says, “He doesn’t need to know.”

At this point I’m scared out of my mind. There’s this guy who, after seeing me run two blocks to catch the train, comes up to me and has made it perfectly clear that he wasn’t going to leave without getting something out of me.

I deny him a second time, saying, “I don’t even know you’re name. We’re strangers, I don’t know you.” He finally introduces himself and asks me for my phone number. I tell him I don’t give my number out to people I’ve just met and he says, “Fine, but at least take mine so we can meet up later.” So he watches me plug his number into my phone (which I deleted as soon as I knew I was safe and away from him) as we’re pulling up to my stop. I tell him I need to leave and switch trains and he tells me, “Oh, I’ll wait with you. I don’t have any plans, so I’m in no rush.” It’s important to note what at this point he had previously told me that he was late to a job interview, but he has all the time in the world because he still hasn’t gotten what he wanted from me; a yes.

I get off of the train and he follows me, and waits at the platform with me for over ten minutes until my train arrives, asking me all sorts of personal questions about where I live and where I was going that day. As soon as the train pulls up he grabs for me and says, “Do I at least get a hug before you go?”

I was terrified. I was embarrassed. This dude, who before even asking me for my name asks me out on a date and then continues to harass me after I tell him I have a boyfriend, asks me for a hug only fifteen minutes after meeting. People around us were staring at me, as if I was being rude for denying him, and every inch of me was mortified. I wanted to run, but I felt like if I had done that he would have chased after me and things would have gotten worse. So I did, and he squeezed me so tight I felt like I was going to burst. It took me a good ten seconds to get him to let go and I ran to the train car just as the doors were closing. He was trying to get me to miss my train so I would have to wait with him even longer. I would have been stuck there for over a half an hour until the next train came by, and the platform (aside from the few buses coming by) was now COMPLETELY EMPTY. He knew EXACTLY what he was doing and he knew EXACTLY how to get me alone with him.

People, if you are in a situation like this do not feel obligated to give in. If someone is making you uncomfortable and asks to touch you in any way, YOU DO NOT HAVE TO SAY YES. Make excuses, be blunt, just straight up say ‘no’. If possible, go to someone else near by who you think can help you and ask them to help you. It’s important for guys to learn that they can’t get what they want just by asking over and over again.

I got lucky. But not everyone does. Please, everyone, Be Safe.

twowandsandadrink

SECOND STORY TIME

So I was on the transit bus alone one time. This was my first time riding, and so already I was PETRIFIED. I sit down, pull out my ipod, and begin to play some games. This guy sits down next to me, and begins trying to have a conversation. I don’t really respond, I don’t even look at him, just give half-hearted “mhm”s and “oh”s, as I don’t want to be rude if he was just striking up a friendly conversation. He then asks me on a date.

Now, as I stated before, I already was absolutely petrified. My heart stopped and I didn’t know how to answer. So I just didn’t. He didn’t let up and I could feel his eyes on me. I quietly stammer out a “no thanks” and my stop HAPPENS to be coming up, so I pull the string thing to let the driver know I want to stop there, and once we stop and the doors open I get up and he asks me, “Well, can I at least have a hug before you go if you won’t go on a date with me?” 

This makes me break. There are now people staring, as we are the only people standing up and not getting off… So I just start crying. Hell, I am bawling almost instantly. He looks so fucking freaked out and people are now getting up to come over and comfort me/question him. I don’t stop crying, and he keeps trying to comfort me by touching me, and people are yelling at him for that. 

AND THEN. AND. FUCKING. THEN. THE GOD DAMN BUS DRIVER. A VERY EASILY 6 FOOT BURLY MAN. COMES OVER TO US. PULLS THE GUY AWAY. AND KNEELS DOWN. HE THEN ASKS, IN THE MOST CALM VOICE, “Did you request the stop?” I very slowly and shakily nod, as I am still crying my eyes out. He then asks, “Do you want to get off?” I give a quiet “mhm” and nod once again, and he offers me his hand. I take it, he stands up, and he escorts me off the bus. He asks me questions such as where I was going next, if I was going to meet someone shortly, if I was going to transfer buses from there. He was very polite and waited for me to answer the entire time, and my friend (who I was going to be meeting there) showed up. He asked me if this was someone I knew, I said yes, and he said alright, have a good day. He then told me- and this is something stuck in my mind forever, so it is word for word-

“If some guy EVER starts harassing you like that again, do exactly what you did there. Cry. Cry and scream and have a temper tantrum. Not only will it throw him off, but it will get others to notice. They might not interfere, they might, but you will have gotten their attention and if you happen to go missing the next day the search for you will be a hell of a lot easier because everyone in that location will have seen you screaming and crying with a guy now very awkward with his actions. They will know. That is what my daughter did, and three days after she went missing she was back in my arms. I pray for you and every other person like you who has this done. You stay safe now, okay?” And after I began blubbering again, I nodded and he left.

So this is the second lesson for yall. If you can not have the courage to say no or make an excuse, cry. Let out those sobs and tears and cry your heart out. Because it is going to make people notice and make people aware.

cosmic-noir

Reblogging for that second story. This might save a life.

bubblegumsith

I just wanna note that bus drivers can be really amazing and good ones do look out for their riders.

han-syolo-shot-first

Also, as an additional tip (in case you cannot cry on command or such), you can say, “No, because you’re creepy/creeping me out” and if he persists or tries to laugh it off, say “I do not want to be touched” and look at one of the strangers/persons that is watching.

It:
1. Gives them a sense of urgency in the situation, as the eye contact is a way to make them feel as though you are personally asking for their help and it is now their obligation to help.
2. Contains words so that if you’re in a public place but people aren’t necessarily watching, then they (as natural evesdroppers) can overhear the attention-grabbing words and then notice the situation. Note, this does NOT mean that they will come for help, but you might be able to look someone in the eye (as previously mentioned) or just get some people’s attention.
3. It shows that you have fight in you. As with rapists, those who are physically aggressive (ie. these huggers) choose women they see as an easy target. The moment you show them you are going/willing to fight them, they are less likely to continue. Sadly, this is not always the case, but every little bit helps.

Hopes this also helps, guys, and I’m so sad that this has to even be a post we need.

oxfordcommaforever

Dudes who follow me: 1) reblog this 2) don’t be the creepy guy who asks random women for hugs 3) be aware of your friends or random creepy dudes and call them out if they act gross towards girls/womem

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jadelyn:
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“ fourdroopydogs:
“ opisaterf:
“ tehbewilderness:
“ celtyradfem:
“ Run faster.
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Walk like you have back up. That’s what it means for...
celtyradfem

Run faster.

tehbewilderness

Walk like you have back up. That’s what it means for men.

opisaterf

it genuinely took me a minute to realize this meant “walk sexy so they stare at your ass” and not “walk quickly and/or run because you’re in danger.” men are so fucking stupid and have zero conception of what being a woman in public is actually like lol

fourdroopydogs

Every single woman who reads this immediately thinks, “Walk faster. Change directions. Surround yourself with people. Call your mom/sister/friend, tell her where you are, that you love her. Squeeze the keys between fingers tighter.” 

That quote is either a warning or a threat.

repudiatinganticipation

Oscar de la Renta marketing team lacks powerful women.

septemberpoems

fucking this. my immediate reaction was clenching my fists, just reading this.

agentladyhawkeye

I swear all the color drained out of my cheeks just reading this, my shoulders tensed up, HELLO ADRENALINE.

swingsetindecember

so i’d be pretending i’m on the phone and dropping hints that i’m a judo instructor. IS THAT HOW I AM SUPPOSED TO WALK, OSCAR? BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT I DO WHEN THREE MEN ARE FOLLOWING ME AT NIGHT

I ALSO START SPEED WALKING

GODDAMMIT OSCAR, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT IT’S LIKE BEING A WOMAN WALKING ALONE??? 

DO YOU ???

morganoconner

Literally did not even occur to me that this sign could mean anything other than a warning, until this post pointed out what it was actually supposed to mean. Jesus fucking christ.

jadelyn

I’m glad someone up there translated from Manspeak, cause yeah no I wasn’t gonna be able to figure it out. My mind went the same place as the rest of y'all.

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Beowulf

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In honor of the Carleton College Beowulf-a-thon.

Beowulf goes up to the counter.
“Hear ye,” he cries, with fervent tongue,
I have come to vanquish this beast in your midst,
for I am the greatest warrior in this vicinity,
and I must prove to you my masculinity
lest you get any ideas about me being
unable to vanquish other beasts
should this ever come up again.”
The barista asks for his order.
“Give me whatever’s the manliest,” he shouts,
and hearing him the other customers fall silent.
“Can you please leave?” the manager calls out,
but Beowulf ignores him entirely.
“I am the strongest out of all of you.
I have several tattoos that I got
when I was studying abroad in Norway.
Want to see them?”
The barista says no, so Beowulf takes off his tunic.
“Do you see my glistening biceps?
Do you see them? I can take down any monster,
even if it’s the scariest one anyone’s ever seen.”
Hearing this, the barista opens the back door
and a small chihuahua runs into the shop.
Beowulf screams and sprints out the door and onto the street.
“Did you guys see how I avoided using violence just then,
when that enormous bloodhound was
threatening my life and the lives of others?
Really, when you think about it,
pacifism is the manliest thing of all.”

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Wizarding World: 90s Kids

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Hermione Granger goes up to the counter. “Is this coffee fair trade or were house elves involved in the making?” she asks. After being reassured that no house-elves ever touched the coffee beans, she orders an espresso. She takes it over to a corner table covered in books and papers, settling in for a long study session.


Luna Lovegood tries to order off of a non-existent “secret menu.”


Neville Longbottom meets up with Luna for their usual afternoon coffee date. They get chai tea lattes and sit by the window, chatting about exotic flora and fauna.


Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan arrive together. Seamus orders a Fizzing Whizbee latte, which promptly explodes all over him. Dean pays for a round of cappuccinos.


Ginny Weasley goes up to the counter with her broom slung over her shoulder. She orders her butterbeer latte to go; she’s late for practice. She stops to talk to Neville and Luna for a few minutes before leaving.


Crabbe and Goyle arrive to meet Draco there. They are unable to buy drinks for themselves, as counting out change confuses them. They have also arrived three hours earlier than Malfoy plans to arrive, because he prefers them to be there when he wants to meet with him. They bully a first-year into buying them each a scone.


Oliver Wood enters in a huff. He goes up to the counter and asks if the barista has seen any of the Gryffindor Quidditch team there, “because they’re SUPPOSED to be practicing.” Fred and George, who are hiding under a nearby table, know that this is no laughing matter, but struggle to contain their giggles, regardless.


Draco Malfoy runs his index finger across the bar and picks up a thin layer of dust. “Wait til my father hears about this,” he says. The baristas just roll their eyes.


Ernie Macmillan orders a triple shot espresso to go. He’s rushing back to the library to work; he finds Starbucks to be an unhelpful work environment.


Percy Weasley drinks coffee with a napkin in his lap. When he examines his drink more closely, he realizes the name on it has been transfigured to “Big Head Boy.” At this point the twins collapse laughing and are asked to leave the Starbucks.


Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil order tea and drink it slowly, then read each other their tea leaves. Their cups foretell imminent danger, but they’re unfazed. They are Gryffindors, after all.


Colin Creevey takes pictures of his order to put on his Instagram.


Just as evening begins, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley make their way into the Starbucks from the snow outside. They order three butterbeer lattes and join Hermione at her corner table. Harry has to leave early, and the other two join him in solidarity.

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Wizarding World: Death Eaters

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Voldemort has Peter Pettigrew order and carry his coffee for him. To this day people still believe Voldemort did it all himself.


Bellatrix Lestrange orders an unnecessarily complicated drink that cannot possibly taste good, not that it matters, because she leaves before the baristas finish it. She just likes to watch them suffer.


Rodolphus Lestrange orders three coffees for himself, his wife, and the Dark Lord. The latter two thank him for all of the drinks, take them, and make no room for them at their table. Rodolphus stands there awkwardly before shuffling off to sit with his brother.


Fenrir Greyback finds a hair in his coffee. He keeps drinking. This kind of thing happens all the time.


The Carrow twins make their students pick up their orders, then slowly pour the hot drinks on their heads.


Barty Crouch, Jr. orders himself a mocha latte but the baristas forget to write “Jr” on it. He flips over three tables and has to be physically removed from the Starbucks while Winky weeps in the corner, having tried to clean up the mess by herself.


Lucius Malfoy orders a white chocolate mocha for himself and a dozen herbal teas for his brood of peacocks waiting outside.


Narcissa Malfoy is asked by the Dark Lord to approach the counter and ask the barista if there’s any more red velvet mochas. Narcissa thinks Voldemort is sufficiently caffeinated already. Although the barista says yes, there are more, she returns to Voldemort and tells him they’re all out of the ingredients.


Karkaroff orders using the mobile app and never shows up to pick up his drink.


After a few espressos, Stan Shunpike starts to realize that he probably shouldn’t be running with this crowd.

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Wizarding World: Fantastic People, Fantastic Beasts

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Xenophilius’ barista is a boggart. When he orders, it asks: “and how do you spell that?”


The baristas keep brewing hot coffee for their most recent batch of customers, but by the time the dementors pick it up, it’s iced coffee.


The Giant Squid orders ten black coffees, then asks if there are any sizes bigger than the trenta.


Instead of installing a bell over the door, the baristas hang a portrait of Sir Cadogan. He convinces himself that each new customer is the first of an invading army.


Aragog brings his entire family to the Starbucks for lunch, but they’re not interested in coffee.


Hagrid orders two steaming hot coffees and sits at a table in the corner to drink them. They’re really hot. One is on fire. He’s smuggled a dragon under his coat. The baristas call security.


Newt Scamander orders a small nonfat latte, and takes it to go in a big hurry. He returns years later and orders three venti frappuccinos in different flavors. The entirety of the Starbucks watches the baristas concoct them, waiting with bated breath to see how they will turn out.

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Wizarding World: Next Generation

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Teddy Lupin and Victoire Weasley arrive for their coffee date. Teddy buys; he gets Victoire a cappuccino and himself a brightly colored mocha latte that changes colors every few minutes.


James Sirius Potter sneaks behind the counter and begins calling out drinks for people that don’t exist. The baristas apprehend him and threaten to call his father. He stops.


Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy enter the Starbucks in the late afternoon, order a green tea frappuccino and a strawberries & creme frappuccino, respectively, and head to the back of the shop to study.


The Scamander twins attempt to order from the secret menu at their mother’s suggestion. The world-weary barista says, “Kids, there wasn’t a secret menu when your mother went to Hogwarts, and there’s not a secret menu now. There’s never been a secret menu.” Lysander produces a recent copy of The Quibbler that suggests otherwise.


Albus Potter sits with a group of students from myriad Houses by the window, talking and laughing and content to be amongst friends.