actually none of them

it just clicked to me that most of the queer people who are really excited to jump on the “let’s be intentionally cruel to asexual people for no reason” train are mostly people who are excited that they finally have someone below them on the totem pole that they’re allowed to shit on

the funny thing is none of them actually give a shit about all the actual toxic elements in the community, like, they’re literally taking pages on how to be exclusionary out of the terf handbook and then crying about it when people notice the similarity

the institutional marginalization is obvious if you think about it for a second– compare the corrective rape used on asexual people to the corrective rape of lesbians, the way that the medical field pathologizes asexuality to the way it has historically pathologized gay people, the way that asexual identities are invalidated to any of the ones under the queer umbrella

add in the fact that the people promoting this shit– as well as the “don’t say queer”, “lesbian can only be used by women who are attracted to women and not nb people or bi women”, etc, etc, tend to be terfs attempting to manipulate impressionable children that don’t know better

i literally went through the same thing i’m seeing kids go through now except instead of a bunch of people who are deeply invested in shitting on asexuals i got a bunch of biphobic, ace-erasing transphobic shit from dan savage, and it took me a while to pull my head out of my ass and learn that his advice actually deeply sucked and he was an asshole

anonymous asked:

Some 2nd generation fans literally always brag about their faves and how everyone should acknowledge them when I never saw none of them acknowledging 1st gen groups who actually created K-Pop. I've been in K-Pop since 2006 and seniority doesn't mean more talented than younger groups. There's 3rd gen groups that could kick some 2nd gen groups pretty easily in terms of talent.

Those with superiority complex 😷 i used to be a 2nd gen stan (2pm was my ult fave) but no shade, 2pm’s vocal line when they debuted was nothing compared to exo’s vocal line. Seniority means nothing - respect and credits where its due, but dont pretend music/a group is better bc its older lol

ocean gem

Something just hit me, and I don’t know if someone already said this or if i’m reaching..

But when we watch the trailer as it is, reversed.. Even doesn’t get hurt and fall down on the floor bleeding, he IS hurt but he stands up again. None of them are actually falling, but instead they are getting back up.
And all of them getting back up is somehow connected to Sana (who we know is so aware and observant of everything)..

Altean Lance hair color?

I flipping love Altean Lance guys, And I love the way he looks when people draw him with brown or white hair but here’s my thing,

brown hair is a human color, in the famous mall episode we are shown actual images of Altean’s through Shiro’s visions and none of them have brown black or blonde hair. 

Then when it comes to white hair, the only Altean’s shown rocking it seem to be the royal family.

The more common colors are shades of blue, purple and orange. sO unless Lance and Allura are siblings in your au,

Consider Altean Lance with dark BLUE hair!!! I have yet to see it but I think it would look good as hell on him and fit better with what we’ve seen !

My philosopher brother came to visit and since he was in my apartment under my rules he had to watch LazyTown with me in the mornings. He made some interesting observations, such as:

Brother: The thing about Sportacus is that even though he’s a superhero and does all these stunts, none of them are actually impossible to do. Except that thing with the paper airplane. Everything else, any child can see him and do what he does if they work hard enough for it. He’s a hero who is attainable to kids. And Robbie- uh, what does Robbie want to do?

Me: Eat cake and take a nap.

Brother: … Robbie is also attainable.

Avengers tumblr fandom circa 2012

Don’t judge, but I’ve been thinking back fondly a lot lately about the epic bounty of old memes and trends we had back in the day. A guide for those followers of mine who weren’t around yet, or a Throwback Friday for those of you who were, remember:

  • The Avengers gag reel
  • “COULSOOOOON NAAAAAUUUUUUUU”
  • Assvengers
  • Seriously the equal-opportunities fanservice and fixation on butts was a thing to behold
  • “Caw caw motherfucker”
  • Okay there were a lot of Hawkeye-bird jokes (this was before we met Sam Wilson) but that was probably the biggest one
  • Renner Stretches
  • The Hawkeye Initiative
  • “That’s my secret, Cap. I’m always angry.”
  • Thor loves Pop Tarts
  • “This _____, I like it! ANOTHER!
  • SCIENCE BROS
  • Major ships: Stony, Clintasha, Thorki (aka Thunderfrost which, lbr, is the arguably the most badass ship name ever), Frostiron, Capsicoul
  • Also a LOT of people shipped Coulson and Hawkeye even though I don’t even remember them having screentime together? I’ve seen that ship referred to as Phlint like…once, but not at the time.
  • Chris Evans and his ridiculous shoulder-to-hip ratio
  • Left-boob grab (this one might actually still be a thing)
  • “I recognize the counsel has made a decision. But given that it’s a stupid-ass decision, I’ve elected to ignore it!” (this one I KNOW is still a thing)
  • “I understood that reference”
  • Crying forever over that deleted sequence of Steve learning that All My Friends Are Dead But Oh Hey Peggy’s Still Alive But I’m Too Afraid to Call Her and then going through the city being Forever Alone
  • The Superfamily AU where Steve and Tony raised a smol Peter Parker
  • Lokimania
  • holy
  • fucking
  • shit
  • I could probably make a separate post just for that but here goes
  • That famous Twitter convo where Tom Hiddleston and a Loki RPer were challenging each other and popularized “I DO WHAT I WANT”
  • I think like half his actual lines in the movie became memes on some level actually
  • “KNEEEEEEL”
  • “I am burdened with glorious purpose” and its many MANY remixes
  • “Tom sits like a whore” (aka what we called manspreading before that became A Problem)
  • L O K I ‘ D
  • The Loki’d Outtakes
  • Loki’d 2: The Return of Steve (like actually this was a real thing that happened)
  • Wendy
  • People coming together to make a fan book about Wendy for Tom’s birthday
  • That one picture of Tom in full Loki getup while holding Mjolnir and Cap’s shield
  • Loki and the Loon, the webcomic about Loki and Tom being roommates that spawned similar blogs for EVERY Avenger rooming with their actor. Almost none of them actually went anywhere, but the original Loki and the Loon was pretty great.
  • For real though, I’ve never seen any fandom obsession with an actor reach quite the fever pitch that we had with Tom Hiddleston, my god. Bendytoots probably came close though (this was before Ben’s Fall From Tumblr Grace. Tom is still well-regarded, but I think that part of the fandom has finally chilled out).
  • And lest we forget:
  • Tom in-character as Loki for SDCC (okay I’m pretty sure this one was later than 2012 but it was still a big fuckin deal when it happened)
  • SAAAYYY MYYY NAAAAAME!!!
Fire (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Request! 🙌🏽

A/N: Hey y'all! This was sent in by the lovely anon who requested some hardcore angry sex. I kinda changed it up a lil bit because the original one i wrote I lost cuz I didn’t save it and I couldn’t get on tumblr to re look at the request! 😭 but I hope you like it! ENJOY! - Delilah ❤


Request: I’m begging you, full out on my knees, to make a smutty bucky one-shot that is just total hate sex. Like him and the reader just dont get along, she thinks hes too brooding and a total try hard, and he thinks shes a pampered bitch. and then one night when theyre fighting just BAM! hate sex but then they realize they actually like each other but none of them will admit it ;)) (there can be a part two, if you want, maybe,) I love your writing

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“Are you fucking serious, Barnes?” you spat as you both entered the quinjet.

This was the third time in the last month he’s jeopardized a mission. The last two were purely out of spite, just to get a reaction out of you. But this time, he almost got you killed as well. To say the both of you disliked each other was a serious understatement. You fucking despised each other with a fiery passion and everyone knew it. You two were polar opposites.

When Bucky got into his little mood swings, he expected you to just shut your mouth and take it. After all, that’s what he was used to with Steve. But you weren’t anything like Steve. Not at all. You were extremely outspoken, you spoke your mind whenever and however you wanted. You weren’t anybody’s trained monkey, especially not his. So of course, when he realized you had zero amount of chill in you, all it did was piss him off even more and fuel the fire between you two.

“For fucks sake, Y/N,” he spat back just as bitterly. “Just shut your mouth for once!”

You scoffed, crossing your arms. You honestly didn’t understand his logic. So, you were supposed to just sit quiet while he screwed this entire operation up? No fucking way.

“I know you’re probably used to getting your way,” you bickered, sitting in the pilot seat and flicking on the many switches. “But I’m not everybody else.”

All though you couldn’t see him, you could tell your words hit home. The subtle rumbling of the quinjet was the only audible thing as it lifted from the ground. You, being the pilot and all, kept your focus on keeping the jet in the air. But all that went to shit as soon as you heard him say something under his breath.

“Excuse me?” you spun around in the chair.

“I said you really need to get laid. That’s probably why you’re such a bitch all the time.”

You usually had excellent composure when it came to problematic people like him, but that was your last straw. Standing up, you walked over towards him and smacked him straight across the face.

His head jolted to the side from the force. Slowly, you could see a little red handprint right where the spot was.His eyes widened at first and you immediately regretted hitting him. Reality started hitting you like a brick wall. Bucky was twice your size, not in height though. You were only two or three inches shorter, but when it came to muscle mass, he was a fucking beast.
And you just had to go and awaken it, didn’t you?

“I-I’m sorry!” you squeaked, backing away from him slowly.

He was completely silent, and that sent chills down your spine. He stepped forward, stalking towards you. His blue eyes were much darker than before, which wasn’t a good sign at all. Oh god, what if you somehow managed to send him straight into Winter Soldier mode? If that happened, there was no way on earth you’d be able to fight him off.

Your instincts finally kicked in, screaming at you to run towards the rear of the jet, which held most of the weaponry. It wasn’t the brightest idea but what else was there? You were in midair! Without another thought, you tried to slip past him.

And boy were you wrong.

With ease, Bucky’s metal and wrapped around your throat and slammed you into the wall of the quinjet. You let out a frightened squeak. He placed his flesh hand around your chin harshly, digging into the flesh. You kicked your legs, trying to at least knee him in the crotch. Nat always said that was the best defense in those situations.

Before you could do it, you felt Bucky’s lips on yours.

You went completely frozen.

You expected to be stabbed to death, certainly not this. As fucked up as it was, you couldn’t help but acknowledge how nice his lips felt against your trembling ones. His lips moved against yours expertly, his tongue running along your bottom lip. You didn’t mean to, but a small moan escaped your lips. He pressed his body into yours, easing himself between your legs.

It’s as if he could tell you were enjoying yourself. He pulled away far too soon, smirking down at your smaller self with triumph. Oh, you hated him so much.

“See?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. “You’re already a much more pleasant person and we’ve only gotten to first base.”
You wiggled in his grasp, earning nothing but an amused chuckle from him. As humiliating as it was, you were so turned on. You could feel the wetness inside your cat suit and you desperately wished it would go away.

“I hate you,” you frowned, much to Bucky’s dismay.

“I don’t hate you, Y/N.” he says, leaning in between your legs and pressing kisses along your throat. You gasped, throwing your head back. “I dislike you sometimes,” He sucked harshly on the piece of flesh just below your ear, earning a cry of pleasure from you.

“But. I. Don’t. Fucking. Hate. You.” he thrusted his hips against yours after each word, causing your breaths to stutter.

With a small, submissive moan, you spread your legs wider for him. You could feel him grin into your neck. He was enjoying this so much. With another roll of his hips, you felt your orgasm growing nearer. You let out little pants, moving your hips against his much harder. Bucky’s erection pressed against your heat, giving you a sweet mental image of how big he was.

“Bucky,” you whispered, your voice trembling as your orgasm neared. “Please…I’m…I’m gonna-“

The next thing you know, Bucky’s hand released its grip on your throat. Instead, his hand went straight for your ponytail, twisting it painfully. You let out cry, reaching your hands behind your head to free yourself. He practically dragged you away from the wall, all the way until you were facing the large window of the quinjet windshield.

Bucky’s flesh hand slid down to your lower back and gave you a harsh push. Losing your balance, you felt your front collide with the dashboard, your suit pressing against the many buttons. You winced at the feeling of the buttons pressing into your torso. There was no doubt, you were going to have a dozen little triangular shaped bruises tomorrow.

Bucky’s hand gripped the zipper of your suit and slowly tugged it down. You felt the material separate down your body, leaving you exposed. His hand traced down your spine gently, taking in the feel of your feverish skin. With a groan, you rocked your behind back into his crotch. He hissed, grabbing the unzipped material and pulling it from your body, leaving you in only your underwear.

“Fuck…” you heard him whisper under his breath. His hand traced the curve of your ass gently, feeling the soft skin in his hands. He pinched it harshly, earning a cry from you. Bucky traced the waistband of your underwear, pulling it back from your body and snapping it back onto your skin.

“Bucky,” you moaned. “Please fuck me.” You didn’t care how desperate you sounded anymore. You wanted him inside you so fucking bad and all he did was tease you. It was so unfair.

“You gotta ask nicely, sweetheart.” He cooed, hooking his finger underneath the waist band of your underwear and tugging them down your thighs. You could hear the sound of his belt coming undone and the shuffling of his pants coming off. You saw his jacket and shirt being tossed onto the pilot chair near you.

“Please, Bucky,” you tried to sound as innocent as possible. “Please fuck me hard. I need it so bad. Please…sir.”

His fingers dug into the flesh of your hips at the last word.

You were in for it now.

Without any warning, he slammed his hips into yours, his cock entering you forcefully. You let out a scream that echoed throughout the quinjet. Bucky fucked you hard and fast, his metal hand twisted into your hair. Your body jolted forward with each thrust, your nipples brushing against the many buttons beneath you.

“Oh my go-o-o-od!” you moaned, your voice stuttering with each thrust. Bucky nudged his foot with your left one, forcing your legs apart even further. You could feel each and every inch of him inside you, burying himself into your heat deeper and deeper. You placed your hands on the dashboard for support.

“You like that, you little bitch?” he asked, landing a smack onto your behind. You nodded your head furiously. He gave you another smack, this one harder than the last.

“Yes, sir!” You cried out, clenching around his cock. “I love it so fucking much!”

He threw his head back at the feeling, letting out a string of Russian curses. You didn’t understand what he said, but it was still probably the hottest thing you’ve seen. The way his abs flexed each time he crashed into you sent a wave of arousal over you.
For the second time, you felt your orgasm creeping up. You were so fucking close, so close. You just needed it a little bit harder.

Your thighs began to tremble from the approaching euphoria; your eyes closed on their own accord. You could feel your juices on Bucky’s thighs, dripping down your own onto the ground. The sounds that escaped your mouth were so fucking dirty and borderline pornographic, but it only seemed to please Bucky even more.

With a scream of his name, you came on Bucky’s cock. Your pussy tightened around him, milking him into his own release. Bucky fell against your back, his hips stuttering as he neared his own finish. You whimpered, feeling the aftershocks of his thrusts. You could feel his heart beating wildly in his chest. You reached your hand behind you, slipping it between the two of you and began massaging his balls.
And that was it for him.

“Fuck, Y/N!” he shouted into your shoulder, his hips slamming into yours a final time. You could feel his come coat your walls, filling you up. You wiggle from underneath him, accidentally clenching around his cock. His let out a groan, his fingers digging into your hips.

“I think my hips are broken.” You whisper, peering over your shoulder. All jokes aside, you could already feel the soreness building in your hip area. Jesus, you won’t be able to sit down for at least a few days. Damn Bucky and his super soldier cock.

“I don’t hate you,” he admitted softly into your shoulder, completely ignoring your previous statement. Your eyes widened. “I never really did dislike you, either.”

You turned your head to the side. “Then why do you treat me like you do?” you ask, staring at the wall of the quinjet. This was more than just shocking. You were actually convinced that he hated you with his entire being. So what was going on?

“I’m not exactly good at expressing love correctly,” he confessed, letting out a small laugh. But you could tell there was no humor behind it.

“Love?” You questioned, your eyebrows raised.

“I love you, Y/N,” he shifted so that he was right by your ear now. “I have for a while now.”

You couldn’t fight the grin that spread on your face even if you wanted to.

You sigh dramatically. “I guess I kinda, sorta, maybe love you, too. But only if you promise to do this every time we fight.”

He let out a laugh, sending vibrations down your spine.

“You got it, doll.”


-FIN ❤

(I can’t look at the quinjet the same now lol!) ❤

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The Royal Bloodline

I wanted to play around with the idea of all of Chom’s potential children (plus Owain since he’s his nephew) having the Brand of he Exalt since technically they would be descendants of Ylissean royalty if he was their father. I took some artistic liberty with the placement of the Brands since none of them were actually mentioned (at least I don’t think so… I couldn’t find anything about it). Only Inigo and Owain’s were mentioned briefly _(:3

Male/Female Morgan is special since they can have both Fell blood and Ylissean blood (I guess Lucina and Owain could too technically.. but whatever lol) so I thought it would be neat to have both markings.

One thing to notice about how capitalist ethics works is that they pretend that rich people who absolutely are profiting from the exploitation of workers and oppressed people (which is where profit comes from to begin with) can be made morally good if they do it less directly to keep their own hands clean.

Invest in a firm that invests in a company that shoots workers who try to strike.  Invest in a firm that invests in a company of literal mercenary war criminals.  Donate to a PAC to donate to a politician that ensures rich people’s interests are upheld.  Ignore where resources and supply chains come from but keep profiting from them.

None of that is actually better than doing it yourself.  This attempt to eliminate responsibility by spreading it out more among their class is rich people bullshit that people should stop accepting.

Investments are not the opposite of responsibility for exploitation, they’re a mechanism for managing the system.  It’s about divvying up the profits from exploiting workers and oppressed people between the ruling class.  It’s not a neutral activity when it comes to systems of exploitation, it’s a piece of how they maintain operation.

Omegaverse with omega blue bby because i’m weak

  • Eveyone is alpha except, of course, Lance and Pidge. 
  • So, you know, there’s too many alpha hormones going on in the castle and sometimes is just to much. Even Pidge, who hasn’t presented yet, is sometimes overwhelmed.
  • They think Lance is a beta.
  • Allura may be their Princess but Shiro is the official leader of the pack. This causes lots of trouble between them. Allura and Shiro respects each other, but when they disagree, is fucking hell in the ship.
  • Keith is really in touch with his instincs. Which is bad and good at the same time. Is perfecto for battle, but it also causes a lot of drifts between him and his teammates. He can’t help but try to fight Shiro’s commands, but the older alpha always wins and obliges him to submit.
  • Hunk is crazy strong, and Shiro is thankfull the paladin has a peaceful nature because there’s no way he could make him submit. If Hunk wanted it, he could be the alpha leader. But that’s not what his heart desire. Instead of using his ‘alpha-ness’ to lead, he uses it to break the fights between Shiro and Allura when they get to bad or to face enemies in order to protect others. 
  • Coran, even though he’s an alpha, submits easily to his princess and the paladins. Not really caring about things like fighting over control. No, he’s happy where he is. Taking care of everyone else.
  • Pidge doesn’t have her own scent yet, so Shiro has to nuzzle her like a pup to leave his own scent on her and make her smell like pack. 

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friendly reminder: none of my ocs are straight.  none of them.  if you think they are, you’re wrong.

also a reminder: if you are transphobic, they’re also all trans.  those are the rules i made them up.

anonymous asked:

Matty had a girl??? and he ate her??

Omggg yess he did.. sweet baby Bethanyyyy with her mouth corners. Lmao she was actually a bitch and everyone hated her. 

He dated her for a few months.. long story short she wasn’t very nice to Zero which didn’t sit well with Matt and so he went into the relationship with ulterior motives. He made sure he was the perfect boyfriend and did all the things she asked to the point where she fell in love with him and that’s when he went in for the kill. To everyone else (even Jaide and Zero) it looked like they were really happy and that he loved her back but he was wearing a mask the entire time.

It was wild because at that time Matt was really transitioning through becoming a Wendigo and was completely unhinged. Like he barely has self-control now but it was really bad that first month. He wasn’t telling anyone what was happening to him and instead would run off and disappear into the woods to deal with it alone. So when Jaide came home to see Bethany in a dismantled mess with Matt nowhere to be found she screamed her head off because it was like??????? She searched everywhere and when she found him bloody and unconscious not too far off campus she had to drag him back home before anyone could notice. Lol a lot of people went missing that month ;-;

But Dupree had always sensed something was off about Matt and so she tried to keep him on a tight leash but it never worked. Through all of that Jaide had to cover Matt’s ass countless times and basically became his babysitter. 

Thunder in the Night

Requested by @frolicsomefawkes 

Prompt: Hii!!😺 Congratulations on the followers! You deserve each and every one and more! Can I please request something where Bucky is actually really afraid of storms and he finds the reader and there’s just much cuddles and much fluff?💗💖

Word count: 1607

Warnings: none

Originally posted by ohhseby

Storms. You didn’t mind them. You actually loved them, the turbulence, the small bursts of fear that electrified you with every blast of thunder. The sound of rain that pattered on your window as flashes of lightning illuminated were comforting to you. It was relaxing when you could stay in while a storm raged outside.

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