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kaeyasaki · 3 years

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biting the inside of his cheek, megumi gazed at you from afar. smile faintly ghosting over his lips as your familiar laughter rang through the air.

sighing, he tilted his head, eyes not leaving your form as you happily chatted away alongside nobara, excited hands moving about as you vividly explained something to the light brunette who was equally as excited about whatever it was you were talking about.

closing his eyes, megumi reminisced on all the times he’d been the one to make you laugh so brightly. countless times had crossed his mind, but his favourite time was back to almost a year ago. it had just been the two of you, no other students to be acquainted and friendly with yet.

you had dragged him out for a day out, insisting he wasn’t spending enough time with you despite the fact you saw each other on a daily basis. he groaned, but complied to your wishes, secretly pleased you’d been missing his presence.

you’d dragged him to multiple locations throughout the day, energy wearing out as the hours passed by, he had to admit he was happy you had dragged him out. he’d missed you and your infectious smile. making a mental note to spend more time with you, megumi followed your every step back home towards the end of the day. reaching the steps of the dorm buildings, the two of you sat, brilliant oranges and pinks painted the sky above as the sun began to set.

“so, you had fun, i presume? you hardly complained after we got out.” you poked at his side, teasing smile on your face as he playfully scoffed. “somewhat.” he murmured as you dramatically gasped, playfully offended expression on your face.

“you’re a bad liar.” “and you’re a bad sorcerer.” he shot back a little too quickly before his eyes widened. you looked a little taken back, mouth left slightly ajar in shock as the boy began to panic. “no- i'm sorry, i didn’t mean it like that! just- shit- forget i said anything!” he pleaded, hands waving in front of his face as his cheeks grew hot.

he’d expected a comment of disgust and offence to be returned to him, but he was surprised to hear a loud laugh from you. grabbing onto his arm, you laughed hard as you caught your breath. “is that- is that how gojo taught you to banter? you’re too forward fushiguro!”

megumi sighed out in relief. while it was true he’d only ever had gojo to follow by example - and he wasn’t the best person to take inspiration from - he was still anxious when it came to things like casual interaction. you were the closest thing to a friend he had and he sometimes struggled when it came to communicating with you.

he was embarrassed at his own expense, but the way it had you laughing made up for it. he’d embarrass himself a thousand times over if it meant he’d get to hear you laugh so brightly, your beaming smile a rare jewel amongst rocks, he’d never seen someone with such a pretty and genuine smile and he’d continually strive towards earning more smiles like that from you for as long as you were by his side.

that was almost a year ago now though. times had changed and so had the people you were surrounded by. you and megumi stayed close, your bond so tight it could never break, this didn’t mean you were incapable of making newer and stronger bonds with others though.

eyes focused on your face, megumi sighed. you’d smile often, the rare smile he loved was worn on your face a lot more consistently these days. bittersweet feeling brewing inside of him, megumi’s heart felt heavy upon the sounds of your laughter growing louder. he knew you’d be wearing the smile he’d promised to himself he’d make you show more, but he knew it wasn’t him who’d be the one to bring it out anymore.

eyes tearing away from the scene upon the addition of a new voice joining the conversation, megumi did his best to block out the image of what he knew would be before him should he look your way.

beaming smile on your face, you were there in itadori’s arms, utter love and joy held within your smile strictly reserved for him and him alone as the boy coaxed out that bright expression of yours so effortlessly.

squeezing his eyes shut, megumi huffed at the heavy feeling in his chest. the feeling of defeat. he’d wanted to be the one to make you feel and show that certain degree of both love and joy, but things just hadn’t gone the way he wanted. they never did.

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pixie-cocaine · 4 years

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ATEEZ reaction to: Their S.O. getting other Male Idol's attention

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A/N: angel, stfu before I shoot you with a love gun, I WILL DO THIS!! Oh and, I'm sorry it took like, 5 fuckin years or something to finish this. Bb has been really busy with Jiu-Jitsu classes and trying to perfect the moves, I hope you understand 🥺❤️

Songs Listened To: shower water lol (yes, I do write in the shower), Rachael - She Wants Revenge, Mind and Body - Ayelle, Streets - Doja Cat,

(also, very explicit/mature, so read at your own risk!!)

Hongjoong ♡:

• you don't wanna brag, but you'd been gaining quite the following from most male idols ever since your debut

• you, of course, would be very happy that your group, Mania, would be blowing up, but pretty iffy about the countless idols and fans shamelessly flirting with you

• it was always in the back of your head as you did radio shows and variety television

• the fact that your boyfriend was watching all of it

• it was pretty obvious with the way he gushed about how good you did once you got home to your apartment

• but, unsurprisingly, it got to a pushing point

• one day, while you were MCing for an awards show

• Johhny, one of NCT's rappers, had thrown a couple suggestive comments your way, playfully of course

• if only he knew about the narrowing eyes of Hongjoong who watched your surprised giggle through the screen

• oh bOY

• you'd get home, as per usual, and start taking off your makeup after changing into a simple shirt and shorts set

• after a minute, Hongjoong would appear behind you in the mirror

• after asking you the same questions about your day, and you giving the same old answers, you'd feel Hongjoong push his chest into your back and wrap his arms around your waist. His finger would be caressing the skin from beneath your shirt, and the noticeable nuzzle of his nose against your ear would pull your attention from drying your face.

• "Baby, is something wrong?"

• "Would you pick any other idol over me?"

• the question would catch you off guard of course, and you turn to face him with a frown

• "I wouldn't hesitate for one second. Joong, Is this about Johnny?"

• silence, your only answer being him pressing his face to your chin and forcing you to turn your head

• "Maybe..."

• y'all would end up fuckin on the counter haHAHA

• but afterwards it would be very cute and cuddly

• "It was a test, I knew you love me too muchhhhhh"

• bitch would be all over you lol

Seonghwa ♡:

• and y'all thought Joong's was long

• you always had that trait that drew people to you

• so it was no surprise that all attention was set on you once your group, Rougé, debuted

• it was overwhelming at times, you'd admit, but you grew to enjoy the attention, at least to a point

• and with the newfound fame, came the more frequent compliments from fellow idols

• male idols, to be specific

• handsome, male idols

• it still caught you off-guard when, while attending award ceremonies, you'd be seated next to yet another boy group

• and one of the members would smile your way, wait for you to throw a wave before looking away, and proceed to subtly check you out

• you'd be like, complete Pikachu face when your members would bring it up later

• but you'd always worry about how Seonghwa would feel about it, because his group was literally always just behind you

• he'd never really said anything about the way idols would shamelessly point out how short your skirt was that day, or compliment the sultry exposure of your collarbones

• just snickered to himself as he watched the episodes with your appearances

• he knew he had you wrapped around all five of his fingers, no questions asked

• but it was always a tic in the back of your mind

• gnawing at your conscience

• nonetheless, you began to, admittedly quite slowly, relax at the idea of playfully flirting with other male idols

• you'd dipped your toes in the water, while keeping an eye on Seonghwa's reaction

• calm water

• well..

• until the idols got a bit.. physical

• every once in a while when you made a joke, they'd feign obliviousness to how they fell into you as they laughed

• even you caught on that no, some of your jokes were not worth doubling over and putting a hand on your shoulder so that they didn't collapse

• it was one night after you'd gotten home from a weekly idol episode featuring ONEUS, did Seonghwa begin to show his steadily growing distaste for the way they so openly showcased the desire to bend you over the nearest surface

• You'd barely grazed the shower floor with your big toe when you heard the bathroom door open and close, signaling that someone, most-likely Seonghwa, had entered the room with you

• it was occasional that Hwa joined you in the showers without so much as a warning, not that you minded

• you were comfortable around Seonghwa. He made sure if it, especially with the way he encouraged you wearing revealing clothing so it would boost your self-esteem

• one glance to your right, through the patterned shower pannels, and you saw Hwa already discarding his clothes

• he slid in behind you without a word, as per usual, but almost immediately pressed his chest to your back, nosing along your shoulder and wrapping an arm across your waist

• "Do you like that other guys flirt with you?"

• you'd be really caught off guard

• like did he really just ask that lol

• you didn't really know what to say, so shocked at the question, only able to open and close your mouth like a suffocating fish

• he'd push you against the wall of the shower, a hand snaking between you to grip the back of your neck as he pressed his forehead against yours, not breaking contact

• "Answer me when I'm asking you a question," he'd utter, words teetering on sounding like both a growl and a hiss

• "Of course not, Seonghwa. You really think I'd throw our relationship away for some pretty boys?"

• your knees would almost buckle at the smirk that replaced his once stone-cold face, thumb moving to glide across your lower lip before being replaced with his own

• you'd melt into the kiss, sighing into his mouth at the way he nibbled at your lip playfully

• he'd pull away when you were literally about to risk it all lmao

• "Mm, that's my girl," he'd say, licking his lips

• and begin showering like nothing happened

• ugh this man

Yunho ♡:

• Ever since you'd started dating Yunho, which was approximately a year ago, you'd become someone you never thought you would

• he pushed you to do things you would normally scoff and roll your eyes at

• and that's how you ended up in your freshly blossoming girl group, Eclyps.

• yes, being the visual of the group was hard, but the positive reactions from media and new fans was enough to overshadow any pressure

• too bad that didn't apply to the visual uncomfort of your boyfriend when other male idols began to take a particular liking to you

• the attraction was always there in every glance they sent your way, and you'd have to blind to not notice the way they subtly licked their lips whenever they caught a glimpse of you bending over slightly when it came to physical games

• one night, you'd been cuddled up on Yunho on the couch as he flicked through the variety shows

• he'd stopped and watched the one you'd been in that day, a new episode on Hello Counselor, and of course it had to include a member of Stray Kids

• halfway through, a counselor asked the member of Stray Kids, Minho, what his ideal type was

• he explained not the appearance, but the qualities of the type he liked, and when he was finished, everyone began to say that he pointed out all the traits you had

• he didn't deny it, but he also tried to steer the conversation away from him

• it was an awkward situation for you at the time

• you'd been spacing out for the most part as Yunho kept watching, but one glance up, and you could see the tension in his shoulders

• you shuffled closer to bury your face in the crook of his neck so you could get his attention

• he'd give it to you, but something in his eyes told you he needed reassurance, something to let him know that he was the one you wanted

• slowly, your hands cupped his cheeks, warm beneath your fingers, and you'd lean in to kiss him

• The kiss spoke for you

• all the times he'd woken up to catch you staring at him with such soft eyes, endless amounts of such adoration in the way your pupils dilated at the mere sight of his gorgeous features. The night's he came home stressed and eyes droopy from countless hours overworked, looking for you as soon as he walked through the door, then finding you waiting by a drawn bath, complete with bubbled water and steam. And how could he forget the beautiful memories of cooking breakfast together? Your beautiful laughter ringing throughout the house and filling his chest with a golden light that had him grinning from ear to ear.

• he was yours, and you were his. That was something that would never change

• when you pulled away, he'd tenderly caress your side with gentle fingers

• "I love you," he'd mumble

• you'd melt at the way he was full heart eyes at you

• "I love you, too"

(so soft UwU)

Yeosang ♡:

• mmm, yeosang eh?

• ok, this might be kinda off, but that's because I've never rlly seen our droneboy mad or jelly. Imma just go off of guesses 🤷🏽‍♀️

• it took you and your group a minute to actually get a following, but after the hours of tears and sweat, it paid off when you were put on the latest episode of King Of Mask Singer

• you were all the rage at the time, and like fresh faces do in newfound fame, you got some attention

• especially from the male idols

• it was a couple idols in particular that made it a point to try and talk to you whenever you saw them at award ceremonies and such, and because of it, dating rumors began to arise

• of course you denied them, and it helped a little bit, but there were always people who would tease you about seeing EXO's Chanyeol

• in turn, it began to make you anxious about your actual boyfriend, who you knew would occasionally look up the shows you appeared on

• it never really seemed to bother him, you realised

• if anything, he kind of encouraged the idea of you getting more positive attention of all kinds, as long as you showed no discomfort

• you kept on worrying though, until one morning, before you left to go to yet another variety show featuring your group, LUKKI, and a boy group, VIXX, you brought it up as you got dressed

• Yeosang sat on the bed in front of you, scrolling on his phone and shifting his position every once in a while

• you looked at him through your closet mirror

• "Yeosang?"

• he glanced up, "Yes?"

• "Does it... Bother you that other guys try and flirt with me?"

• he smiled, trying to hold back a laugh, but failing when he saw you pout

• "It's not funny! I'm serious"

• and that's when he'd sigh before getting up to stand behind you

• you were wearing a dress at the time, so it was quite easy for him to tug at the black strap at your shoulder and let it fall, doing the same to the other and watching as the silky fabric slid from your body with an odd grace

• you held your breath, staring at him in the mirror, and almost letting out an audible gasp when you saw the way his gaze bored back into yours

• you felt one finger trace the underside of your brassiere

• he drew a line from your right breast to the column of your throat, then it finally rested against your bottom lip

• "No other lips will touch these ones as long as I'm here," he mumbled

• he continued back down to your chest, cupping the soft flesh in his palm and squeezing it gently

• "No other hand will touch this chest"

• then to your hips

• "No other arm with wrap around these hips. Especially not this waist"

• and before you could predict what he'd do next, his hand moved to the inner of your thighs, then very slowly, tapping at your heat through your panties

• "And no other pair of eyes will ever see this beautiful delicacy of mine, hm?"

• he flicked at the top, hard, making you jolt and suck in a breath

• "So no, I'm not too worried about it. You're mine, and you know that. If you ever forget, I have no problem reminding you."

• a shiver ran down your spine, earning a smile from Yeosang before he backed away and reclaimed his spot on the bed

• "Anyways, you're running late"

• "SHIT!"

San ♡:

• San had always been one who was protective over you

• had a weird look in his eye whenever someone he didn't particularly like hugged or touched you in any way

• so when your group, Helix, debuted and almost immediately launched off in the kpop scene, he began to remind you that if anything happened, that he had no problem curb-stomping people

• you'd reassured him that even if something did happen, it wasn't worth going to jail for

• he'd reluctantly laid off since

• but he still liked to watch reruns of episodes with you in them together and point out how cute you looked

• he would always get quiet when someone flirted with you, though

• always

• as time passed, your own concern ate away at you, and eventually, you caved

• "San, you've been acting weird. What's wrong?"

• you twisted in his hold so that you were facing him

• it felt like all the air drained from your lungs

• it was like staring danger dead-on. His eyes held an unidentifiable emotion, icy as they focused on you. His jaw clenched, and you'd be damned if his teeth didn't crack under the power of it.

• your mind seemingly blanked of all it's previous knowledge on the English language, and you gaped at him like you'd just seen a ghost

• you flinched when he began to sit up

• "Turn around."

• was all he gave you

• you don't think you've ever moved so fast in your life

• once your back was facing him, you could feel his hands take purchase on your hips as he lifted you into his lap, making sure to spread your thighs in the process

• "Now," he began

• his index finger traced the waistband of your shorts, raising goosebumps across your skin in it's wake. Slowly, he hooked a thumb inside both your shorts and underwear before yanking them down, over your knees, and off

• he splayed his hand across your stomach, just above your center, and leaned in to trace the shell of your ear with his nose, slowly, with delicate, measured brushes.

• "I want you to tell me how it feels when other men flirt with you. Can you do that for me, baby?"

• your head nodded frantically upon hearing the request, "Yes, San."

• San cooed, massaging the bump of flesh above your panty line, admiring the softness of your tummy before trailing down further until you could feel him swirl a digit around your clit, making your shake slightly

• "It makes me feel w-weird," you stumble over your words slightly when San presses harder against your heat

• "Keep going," he encourages

• you'd take a deep breath, and go on to tell him that you'd get a big clammy and nervous. How each time it happened, you'd be silently screaming at yourself that San was watching, and that you felt awkward. You'd stutter this out, all the while San began to rub you into ecstacy, making you cum for each time Idol's would flirt with you

• ahhh, what jealousy can result in

Mingi ♡:

Sorry if this is short, I'm low-key running out of ideas lmao

• Mingi was your biggest cheerleader

• that much was clear when he threw a mini party for you when your rookie group, NΣRO, debuted and got a boost of Fame from one of your covers of a song

• so of course he would be the one to vote for your group in award shows, cheer you on when you went to practice or were performing, and everything else you could ever imagine in a supportive boyfriend

• the only thing that put him off a bit, was the way you'd gotten closer to some of the other idols

• well..

• other male idols

• he wasn't about to accuse you of cheating just because you'd befriended other guys, but it did make him uncomfortable when they began to get more affectionate with you

• of course you noticed this

• "Mingi-ah?"

• two big doe eyes looked up at you from under the blankets, the familiar tuft of fluffy hair peeking out as the fabric slid off of his head slightly

• he stared at you, waiting, and you realized this was his way of acknowledging your beckon

• "What's on your mind lately?"

• your hand idly moved to the tresses of his hair, watching with a fond gaze as he lowed his chin back onto your stomach

• "Nothing much"

• "Nothing much? How about my appearances on TV?"

• you knew he shrugged by the temporary raise of the covers, sighing through his nose when thinking about it

• "Baby, if you aren't comfortable with the flirting, I have no problem subtly shutting it down," you spoke softly, eyes trailing over the smooth contours of Mingi's face. God, he was beautiful

• "I don't want you to think you can't have fun, I don't mind playful banter," you waited for him to cough it up, "but I don't like when they touch you."

• you smile at the way his red lips form into an unconscious pout

• "What you want, is what you get"

Wooyoung ♡:

• honestly?

• he couldn't care less

• the relationship you two have is damn-near impenetrable

• literally you guys are solid as a rock, nothing can break it

• and because you have such a strong bond, things like flirting with other people without any intention of getting to know them truly, doesn't spark jealousy like it would for others

• you weren't the jealous type in general. You thought it was pretty pathetic to get pissy over boys. After all, if they didn't bother to ask what you were and weren't ok with in the first place before going and flirting, why waste your time?

• Wooyoung would smile when he saw you wink at the other members of your group, Q2

• wouldn't necessarily enjoy seeing you play around with other male idols, but would understand it's nothing more than a friendship at most

Jongho ♡:

•my heart's gonna burst 😭

• so, babie, in general, is a very unsure boy

• he doesn't know how to put himself out there, and he's shy a lot of the time if we take away the people he's comfortable around

• he's insecure about how well of a boyfriend he is to you, and it shows when you tell him you love him

• you never meant to have to do a variety challenge with Jinyoung (got7) but that's just how it ended up happening

• it was a game of pepero, and he was automatically chosen for you, much to your hesitation

• he got halfway before you pulled back out of panic, and even as everyone began to tease you for it, all you could think of was Jongho's hurt face

• you were right to be worried, because when you got home, he was already nestled up in bed

• he never went to bed without you

• "Jongho?"

• he stirred, but stayed asleep

• you only attempted to wake him up after you'd slipped beneath the covers as well, and by then, he'd already cracked his eyes open at the sound of your shuffling

• "Baby, look at me"

• he would

• "I know you watched my group's episode on Idol Room"

• his eyes flicked to the pillow you rested your arm on

• you scooted closer to him so that his face was mere inches from yours, hand coming up to caress the fullness of his cheeks, which he couldn't help but melt into, even if his attitude said otherwise

• "I want you to know that it was just a matter of playing the game, baby. I had no say in the situation, and you know that"

• he nodded slowly before curling his head into your chest

• the two of you didn't address it again, and you know that he didn't say anything because it was his natural way of dealing with anxiety

• he loves you, and you love him. He knows that UwU

(can you tell I gave up lmao)

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tamuwoke-blog · 6 years

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Before You Attend the Cookout by: Angeles Keller

Okay everyone, I’ll admit it to you right now. I have definitely been guilty of doing a few of these unspoken, and sometimes even unknown things. Being a white female, I’ll also admit that there is a lot I don’t know about Black culture, and that when I’m unsure of what to say in a particular situation I usually just say nothing as to not offend. If you’re like me you need some guidance and insights into the other side of these situations so that you can successfully maneuver them. This article aims to do just that. These are 10 things you probably don’t know or understand if you haven’t experienced them as a black individual.

I think it’s only fitting to first start off with some widely accepted stereotypes, and lay them to rest now. For starters, and I think that it goes without saying (but you never know), not every black male aspires to be a famous rapper or sports athlete. I’m sure most people know this by now, but it still seems to be coined by many people who think lowly of African American individuals. A couple other common attributes forced onto blacks is that of the idea that all black people can dance and play basketball. Just because you frequently see the two in association with each other doesn’t mean it reigns true for the entire race. Lastly, not every black male has a baby momma out there. I’m sure that it gets pretty irritating having people think you can’t have a responsible relationship and automatically grouping you in with others just because of the color of your skin.

Now for a few things you literally just won’t understand unless you spend a day in the shoes of a black individual. The first thing is something I didn’t learn until recently, but black people DO NOT like it when you are always trying to touch their hair. Now this could be for many different reasons. Since their hair is much courser and curlier than, well for one mine, the way that they maintain it is very different than just any other guy you see on the street. I won’t say I’m an expert on the different types of hair, but after talking to a few friends I’ve learned that their hair does tend to retain oil, so you rubbing your dirty hands through it isn’t something they’d really enjoy. Another example is something I’ve seen, but never really understood until now, and it’s referred to as waves. Now me being completely clueless to anything but straight hair always just assumed that’s the way that their hair just happens to sit. WRONG. A LOT goes into those waves guys. So you touching them is risking all the work that was put into creating them. I’ve also been told that it’s just not something they do in their culture. They just aren’t super touchy. So, as a rule of thumb, just keep your hands to yourself unless told otherwise. You can pet dogs and cats, but petting people is just a little weird.

Now this one is a little more serious, but I think that it still needs to be addressed in this article. Now I don’t know that this is true for everyone, but the people I have talked to have expressed that they often feel nervous or afraid when placed in situations regarding the police. This being something I haven’t really had to experience, I had to dive a little deeper, so I’ve got a story for you Ags. I have a friend that was driving home one day, and saw a woman broken down on the side of the road. Being a good person, he stops to help her, and just as they’re finishing up, and he goes to leave, an accident occurs on the road beside them. This resulted in a multitude of police, ambulance, etc. to show up, and being one of the only witnesses to the accident, he is filling them in on what happened. A few minutes later the chief of police shows up, and my friend decides to go back to his car to turn his hazard lights of. He was then approached by the chief and was accused of throwing a piece of paper out of his window. Thinking he was joking my friend tries to laugh it off with him, resulting in the chief to get angry with him, refer to him as “boy”, and threaten to arrest him. Now this just doesn’t sit right with me. I have never heard of someone getting arrested for littering, especially over just a single piece of paper. To me that seems like there is a little more to that, but apparently that’s the world that we live in, and that alone is the enough reason for a group of people to feel intimidated and fearful of the people who should be trying to protect them.

To wrap this article up, I’m going to go over some things that people outside of the black race do that kinda bother the ones who ARE a part of it. First, plain and simple, just because you have a black friend DOES NOT mean that you understand black struggles or anything else about them. You also do not get a free pass to say or do certain things just because of said black friend. Another fact that I found pretty funny just because I’ve seen it happen a million times, is when white guys try to shake hands like a black person. Apparently that is a no go. Now this specific example falls under the umbrella of white people taking black culture and passing it off as their own. This includes dance moves and slang, two things that have a strong presence in today’s media.

Next, is something I know I’ve done many times thinking it was the correct response, but they don’t like it when you’re constantly apologizing for racism. I had a friends tell me recently, “It’s just weird. Why apologize for something that isn’t gonna be fixed. Just live in a way that shows you want to understand black people instead of painting the image of actually”. He went on to tell me that I’d get a lot more respect by asking questions rather than apologizing, and they he hears enough of that everyday, but more often than not people don’t actually mean it beyond the breath it took them to say it. This was really eye opening for me because apologizing was something I always thought they would want to hear, so to hear that is isn’t was a big eye opening moment for me.

The next is something I would consider myself guilty of, but more with men in general, not just black ones. This being the fear of some white people have when it comes to walking down the street on the same side as a black male, or even just encountering one in a situation they deem unsafe. It really just shows how little we’ve progressed since the days of slavery and segregation. Now like I said, I’ve been the one to do this before, and so I can honestly say I do it because I have a tendency to fear the worst for people. The first step to healing this broken relationship between the races is to trust and accept one another.

The last, and possibly most controversial one is the quest of who is allowed to use the “N-Word”. Just recently the Twitter scandal with Myles Garrett posing that exact question caused quite the response from many people. I personally live by the philosophy not discussing anything race, religion, or political with people I don’t know or who don’t know me. After speaking with my friends about it, a lot of what it comes down to is the intent behind using the word. There are a lot of variables when using the word as a white individual because of its history. To play this scenario through, if this word is used the thought process of a black person may be, “Why are they using this word? How are they using this word? Could they possibly have any ill intent when using it? Are they saying it just because they’re around me? Do they think that this makes them appear cool to me?”. Which in all honesty is just a lot. Why should one word result in that much worry? Now I’ll leave it up to you as to when you say it, but next time that you do maybe try to know your audience before it comes out. That’s all from me!

#cookout

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