“dc… the house that batman built… yeah what, superman?… i’m your kryptonite”
this plane is carrying dynamite, guns, acid… and two best friends!”
• killer croc planting a bomb and shouting “i did something!”
• the guy driving down the road singing “nothing bad ever happens to me” before he gets caught by the riddler
• “what about the time (batman defeated you) with the parade and the prince music?”
• harley is joker’s “girl buddy” and there’s no evidence of them ever dating
“who always pays their taxes? not batman ;)))”
• harley’s roller skates!!!
• batman finishing his lobster thermidor and then randomly pulling out an electric guitar and SHREDDING IT UP
“my name’s richard, but all the kids at the orphanage call me dick” “kids can be cruel”
• barbara went to “harvard for police”
• alfred placing a parental lock on the batcomputer
“what’s the password?” “IRON MAN SUCKS”
• martian manhunter’s sick dance moves at the justice league dance party
• krypto the superdog is the justice league party dj
• alfred dressing up in the old batman costume because he “misses the 60s”
“getting criminals to fight other criminals? that’s ridiculous”
“CAAN SCAARECROOW HELLP”
• dick going to the batcave and dressing up in the nightwing costume!!!
“british robots. ask your nerd friends”
“so… you mean to tell me… bruce wayne is BATMAN???…’S ROOMMATE???”
• at the end when everybody’s celebrating, ivy kisses some guy out of happiness and he just straight up dies
• mariah carey voices gotham’s mayor and channing tatum voices superman sdsdfgdf
• getting RICKROLLED by dick grayson… what a memer
• the shark repellent actually getting used against king shark
• bruce and barbara don’t ever get together
• the way gotham clicks back together is downright hilarious
• joker wearing those crazy costume aviators with the bars through them
• selina has three lines throughout the entire movie and every single one is just a variation of the word “meow” (even in the ‘blooper reel,’, which makes out that the characters are aware they’re acting, she’s still saying meow)
• the gotham city sirens jamming out together
• the dance party at the end??? so pure???
to summarise, i love the lego batman movie with all my heart god bless
OMG!!!! This was so awkward because he really put his foot in his mouth but at the same time it was HOTT because he kinda admitted that he is a giver in the bedroom and that’s really hot to picture, him just really wanting to please who he’s with but he’s also romantic so it’ll be really sweet and tender. OKAY!!! Forgive my thirsty fanboy brain, but I just couldn’t hellp myself!
Banning abortion means prioritizing a cluster of cells over a grown human being, or as the case may be, a pregnant child as young as 10 or 11.
Banning abortion means forcing women to be mothers regardless of their position in life without ever forcing men to be fathers; without even making sure that men pay child support from wherever they choose to run off to.
Banning abortion means forcing those with female reproductive systems to suffer the risks of ectopic pregnancies, pre-eclampsia, HELLP syndrome, placenta praevia, placenta accreta, unforeseen hemorrhages, deep vein thrombosis, pulmonary embolism, amniotic fluid embolism, and sepsis– risks that include everything from emergency hysterectomy to death.
Banning abortion means condoning the consequence of more girls and women dying from illegal and self-induced abortions, and more newborns left on doorsteps, and more newborns left in cardboard boxes and garbage cans and bodies of water, many of whom will die.
Banning abortion means cornering rape victims into maintaining long-term contact with their rapists and experiencing the powerlessness of sharing their children with people they know to be unsafe, or to experience the trauma of giving up their babies for adoption.
Banning abortion means requiring once joyful mothers-to-be to carry nonviable or dead fetuses– forcing devastated couples with the nursery room already painted– to suffer through a gruesome late miscarriage, stillbirth, or the torture of knowing their child will be born only to suffer horrifically and die within minutes, hours, or days (whereas the parents of already born and terminally ill children have the choice to transition their little one to hospice care or end life support).
I understand and respect why some women (as well as transgender or nonbinary uterus owners) would not feel comfortable choosing abortion for themselves, and at the same time I truly believe we must allow all owners of uteruses autonomy over their bodies. We cannot claim to respect bodily autonomy of all people equally if even a non-sentient deceased body’s organs cannot be donated to save many lives without the person having agreed to it while alive, yet a living adult can be forced to submit to a nine-month saga right in the middle of their internal organs that totally transforms their body and ends in either the extremely painful and potentially injurious event of childbirth or very invasive C-section surgery, not to mention a baby they must now make decisions for. Outlawing abortion is not about saving lives– we know already that outlawing abortion results in people (mothers as well as children) needlessly suffering and dying. Outlawing abortion is about devaluing women; controlling women; dismissing that a woman is qualified to make choices regarding her side of the reproductive process.
I’m tired but here it is! Fethawi, the protector. A big guy made of rocks whose purpose is to help life prosper. It cannot die, if it is hurt, it turns into stone and slowly heals until it is ready to fight again.
Notice: Gangster AU
Chanyeol was out one day getting coffee from his usual spot when he saw a young man dressed up as maid, his white thigh highs held up one by the clip of his garter the other adorned with a thigh choker. His interest was instantly peaked at the sight. He decided to take his coffee at one of the small tables in the corner today instead of back to his office. He was writing in his address book, people whom owe him money and have yet to pay up, when he hears a soft giggle coming from behind him. He turns and throws a glare past his left shoulder but was quickly sobered but the Smokey smudged eye makeup causing his blue contacts stand out along his pale skin. Chanyeols expression softened when he noticed the pink tint to his cheeks, the natural hue giving him an innocent oura.
“What ya got there?” His voice was smooth like liquid gold.
“Well it’s strictly business doll,” Chanyoel turned his body so he was facing the smaller boy, “do you usually dress in such a manner?”
“Its strictly buissnes doll,” The older, but much cuter one echoed back, clearly mocking him, “do you always flirt this terribly?” He took a seat in the chair across from Chanyeol after placing his order in front of him.
A deep chuckle emitted the taller boys chest, his black hair reflective in the bright light of the morning sun, Baekyhun had to admit his interest was peaked by this stranger. He’d never admit it, but he had heard rumors of the man in front of him. That he was dangerous, and that he had a thing for girls in costume. He hoped that he also had an eye for the same sex, and from the fact he stayed for his coffee was any indication, the way his eyes lingered on the exposed skin of his bare thigh was truly one.
“Hmm no one has ever fought me on it before, whats your name?” Baekyhun thought for a moment nibbling at his lower lip giggling. The sleeve of his silk button up rising slightly exposing tattooed flesh of his lower arm.
“Isn’t it common courtesy to introduce yourself first?” He bit back leaning on his hand tilting his head.
“Chanyeol,” Baekyhun couldn’t hide the shiver that coursed through his body, his voice was huskey and unforgiving. The corners of his lips quirking upwards as he noticed the pink of his cheeks become darker.
“Baekyhun, and i have to get back to work.” He took the pen out of Chanyeold hands and a napkin off the counter, “I’m free tomorrow.” And with a clever wink he passed the note with his name and number on it, but kept the pen. Chanyeol was more concerned with how cute his little giggle was and how his hips swayed as he walked away to care about his writing utensil.
The next day Baekyhun sat at his computer desk twirling the pen staring at his phone, he sighed letting his head hit the desk feeling stupid. “Of course he’s not going to text you, he’s straight Baek,” he complains at himself feeling lonely. He gets up to grab a snack when his phone goes off, someone calling him. He rushs back almost tripping over himself to get to his desk, he picks up trying to calm himself.
“Is this Baekyhun?”
“Maybe, depends on who’s asking.” A chuckle could be heard from the other end sending Baekyhun into a cold sweat, every instinct screamed at him to just hang up, that he was no good but he had a bad habit of not listening.
“Chanyeol is asking kitten,” Chanyeol sat back in his chair a smile overtaking his face as he heard Baekyhun’s breath quicken at his pet names. “Tonight I’m coming to pick you up, we are going clubing so dress acrodingly.”
“Oh a man who can take charge, how attractive” Baekyhun leans forward playing with the pen, “but I’m not sure I like that you think you can do as you please already, sir.” A smirk played at his lips as the line was quiet, a small triumphant feeling rising in his chest.
“Would you like to come out with me tonight?” His voice was light, a small hint of laughter.
“Until then,” Baekyhun hung up afraid that his voice would give him away as he rubbed the front of his pants, it had been much to long since he last had sex. Little did he know his voice was having the same affect on the other.
It was almost nine as Baekyhun finsihed tousling his hair, he stood back and checked himself out, his tight leather shorts hugged his slim hips, and accentuating his ass. He wore a sheer black long sleeve button up tucked in to the front, his makeup the usual smokey and smuged. He didn’t put in contacts because they were a pain during sex. He heard his doorbell ring making him jump before taking the stairs two at a time. Taking a deep breath he reached for the doorknob losing all air in his lungs at the sight.
“Holy fuck,” was muttered by both men as they drank in the apperance of the other. Baekhyun chewed on his lips unconsciously squeezing his thighs together, Chanyeol wore a black shirt that was torn up, the collar stretched out and exposing his his collar bones along with the tattoos that laid there. The face of a dragon poking out. While his black jeans cling to his thin legs.
Chanyeol recovered first leaning down to place a light kiss on Baekyhuns cheek, before guiding him to his motor bike. Baekyhun was still speechless as the younger boy helped put his helmet on before fastening his own. “No thigh highs?” Baekhyun blinked a few times before blushing and shaking his head, “shame, but then again I get to see more of your skin.” Chanyeol rubbed his upper thigh before gripping it tightly. Baek wrapped his arms around Chanyeols middle leaning forward.
“How about we skip the club and get to the part we both are waiting for?” A chill fell through Chanyeols body as Baekyhun’s hand started to wander lower on his stomach just grazing the head of his cock through his jeans. Chanyeol said nothing as he started his bike heading in the opposite direction of the night district.
Baekyhun would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous, his heart was ready to jump out of his throat by the time they pulled into what he assumed to be Chanyeol’s driveway. Chanyeol hellped him off the bike before taking off both helmets and storing them in the side pouch. Lacing their fingers together he led them through the front door and up two flights of stairs. Baekyhun thought it was an odd smell in the house, a cross between berrys and ciminon, pleasnt, but still diffent. The reached a door at the end of the hall a smirk played at his lips as Chanyeol pushed open the door, Baek didn’t know what he was expecting but the room seemed plain. Shrugging he walks in glancing at the niknaks on shelves be sitting on the edge of his bed.
“Hey doll I have something to say before anything happens,” Baekyhun chooses to stay quiet and just nods. “Well you see, getting involved with me can be, dangerous, and I’ve never been attracted to a man so that means your special.” He pauses thinking about his next words when Baekyhun spoke up.
“This is turning into a shitty knockoff of Fifty Shades of Gray, look I know your a gangster, I came here despite, and if you think I’m special and your not just trying to flatter me then how about you take me to dinner tomorrow,” Chanyeol stood speachless but soon got his bearings back and smiled down at him.
“I like that your so fiesty, how about I give you something to keep that pretty little mouth of yours occupied, hmm?” Chanyeol took three long steps and now stood in front of Baekyhun, his crotch level with the smaller boys face, “Now be a good kitten and please daddy.” Baekyhun’s eyes went wide at the name but he could feel it affecting him elsewhere.
He palmed the front of Chanyeol’s jeans before pulling them down, eager to get to the good part. Leaning forward he placed a soft kiss on the tip of his hardening length. Glancing up through thick lashes Chanyeol couldn’t help but think how beautiful he looked, Baekhyun giggled as he felt Chanyeols cock twitch under his touch, he frowned as he tugged at the hem of his shirt still looking up at him pouting the ink on his skin teasing him and he wanted to see his body in all its glory. The younger chuckles before pulling the fabric up and over his head tossing it aside. Smiling Baek shifts so he’s sitting on his knee’s he presses wet open mouthed kisses to his hips, flowers blossoming are what lie there. Rubbing him through the thin fabric of his breifs, he felt a hand card through his messy locks before grabbing it, he whinned as his head was pulled back.
“I don’t enjoy being teased like this kitten,” Baekhyun let a shit eating grin form over his features.
“I don’t recall asking what you enjoyed, I came here to get myself off,” he let out another whine his breath becoming bettered as the hand in his hair pulled him up, he held onto the tallers shoulders digging his nails in. Their lips brushed, “Daddy,” Chanyeol let out a dark growl before smashing their lips together, Baekyhun let his hands wander one went back to the youngers cock, while the other gripped at the ends of his hair. Soft whimpers fell from his lips being swallowed by the others mouth as his tongue explore his mouth. The hand in Baekhyun’s hair pulled him back, shoving him on the bed.
“Well if you need to get off that bad let’s see how many times you can cum,” Baekyhun gulped knowing he said something he was going to regret, maybe.
His shirt was torn off his body before his hands were bound the the headboard with it. “Hey I liked that shirt!” Baekhyun snapped tugging at his makeshift restraints, he went to protest but all that came out was a broken moan as Chanyeol pressed his hand against his aching length, Baekhyun hadn’t realised how hard he was.
“If your a good boy for me I’ll buy you ten new ones,” shivers ran through his body as Chanyeol’s hot tongue laved over his sensitive neck.
“Fuck Chanyeol,” he panted as his hand never let up on his cock, the touch wasn’t direct yet he was already ready to cum, “hhnnn I don’t need you to buy me ten, one is just fine, I don’t give a shit about your money.” Chanyeol chuckled sitting up between Baekhyun’s thighs, his hard on pressing into the smaller ones bum.
“Oh really? You dont care about money?” His hands rested on his thighs, Baekhyun loved the size of them.
“No I don’t,” he huffed annoyed, “look money is great and all, but if that’s all someone has then they’ll never be happy, they will always look for the next best thing, and i don’t think that’s really living.” Chanyeol had a face of pure shock eyes wide as he his mouth did the like a fish. After a few more moments Baekhyun started to get antsy so he moved his hips against Chanyeol effectively ripping him out of his shock. Leaning forward he placed a soft kiss against Baekhyun’s temple.
“Your so cute when you get riled up like this,” Chanyeol felt something akin to pride as his words rang through his head, “I guess I really did make a right choice with you.” He breathed against the younger lips before connecting them. Soft whines left Baekhyun’s throat as Chanyeol abused his lower lip with his teeth before invading his mouth with his tongue. Baekhyun starind against his binds wanting nothing more then to touch Chanyeol.
Breaking the kiss he takes in a gasp of air before he spoke “please untie me, I wanna touch you please Daddy,” Baekhyun’s voice was strained and came out as a whine send shock waves straight to Chanyeols cock, moving he undid the knot easily but was stunned when Baekhyun had pushed him to the bed. Soft groans left his mouth as Baekhyun kissed, nipped and licked his way down his body. He wasted no time in teasing as he pulled his cock free from its confines taking his tip in his mouth letting his tongue work over his tip. Chanyeol threaded his hand through his hair pushing his head further down. Getting the hint Baekhyun places his hands on bis thighs and worked his way down till his nose touched his pelvis, he coughed around it trying his best to take it, but there was to much. Pulling off he let him fall from his mouth a trail of saliva connecting his swollen lips to the tip. “I’m sorry,” he said moving to lick from the base to the tip letting his thumb move over his slit, “Yours is so big.” A dark groan left the younger man’s chest as he watched the younger work him up with his pink swollen lips, his cheeks a deep hue of red as his hair started to stick to his forehead from the sweat forming there.
“Fuck princess your doing so good,” the soft encougment egging Baekhyun on more as he tried to take all of him once again, he jutted his hips against the mattress desperate to feel some sort of contact, the tightness of his shorts making him moan around the length in his mouth. He felt the hand in his hair pull him up and he let Chanyeol fall from his mouth with a loud pop. Next thing he knew he was being dragged upward feeling dry lips press against his wet, and bruised ones. A large hand gripped his bum pulling him closer, “Do i taste so good that you had to find a way to touch yourself?”
Panting Baekhyun digs his blunt nails into Chanyeol’s ribs moving his lips closer to his ear, “Yes Daddy, I could suck you all day.” The breath left Chanyeol’s lungs he had expected some snarky comment back.
“Fuck you being so good kitten,” Baekhyun let the shiver of pure want run through his veins, the pet names driving him crazy. Chanyeol shifted their positions so that he was now on top his hand working on the buttons of his shorts. “As good as these look on you it’s time for them to come off,” he started to pull them down but stopped when he saw bits of pink lace, his eyes flickered to the smaller man’s face seeing that grin he knew exactly what he was seeing and he wanted to see it all. “Will you strip these off for me kitten?” Baekhyun nodded crawling to the end of the bed hopping off. He turned so his bum was facing Chanyeol as he swayed his hips, his thumbs hooked into the loops dragging them down his thighs. Chanyeol sat at the edge of the bed lazily stroking himself, letting out a groan at the cheeky panties he wore. He reached out and pulled him into his lap by his hip. “Do you even know how good your ass looks in these,” he emphasised his words by pulling the hem of them letting them snap against his skin.
“That’s why I wore them, just for you,” he stood up so he could straddle his lap, kissing and sucking on Chanyeols neck, wiggling his bum in the air to tease the younger. He let out a hum him of appreciation as his hand came down hard on the supple flesh before grabbing onto it earning a yelp. “Fuck please just hurry up and get inside me!” A growl is what fell from Chanyeols lips as he threw the smaller one on the bed tearing the panties down his legs throwing them somewhere in the room. Chanyeol reached to his bedside table grabbing a bottle of lube.
“That mouth of yours is going tk get you into trouble,” he sucked black and blue bruises down his neck, across his chest and along his stomach before taking his leaking cock into his hand. “Your such a pretty color down here, so pink and pure looking.” He let his tongue clean up the precum oozing out before taking him in his mouth letting letting his tongue work along his shaft. Screams ripped from Baekhyuns throat, his cock was so sensitive from being neglected this long, no one has ever sucked him off so good.
“Fuck I’m so close,” Chanyeol let out a soft moan adding to the pleasure, Baekhyun let out pathetic whimpers as he thrust his hips up trying to fuck into his mouth. His toes curled and his whole body shook as he released inside his mouth, his voice was just as wrecked as he was. Huffs and whines left his mouth as his body trembled under Chanyeols relentless mouth. “Its too much daddy please,” Baekhyun pushed at Chanyeol begging him to stop, compiling let him slip from his mouth, placing open mouth kisses along his inner thigh trying to bring to older boy back to reality.
“C'mon princess breath, we haven’t even gotten to the best part,” he pushes his legs together and up so he knees touched his chest, “hold your legs for me baby.” Baekhyun pulled his legs up with shaky hands cocking his head tk the side so he can get a better veiw of Chanyeol, tattoos littered both his arms his right spilling over to his chest and shoulder. He reached out a shaky hand and grabbed onto one of Chanyeols wrist tugging it slightly.
“I really like your eyes, the shape is so pretty,” Chanyeol tilted his head a smile playing at his lips at the random outburst, “a person’s eyes can tell you a lot, yours are so expressive.” He let the smile take over his face as he moved to press sweet kisses on his lips, “that’s why I feel like I can trust you, your easy to read in these moments.” Baekhyun brushed his fingers through Chanyeol’s hair brushing it out of his face before leaning up kissing him again. He gasped when he felt two wet fingers at his entrance. “Please Chanyeol hurry, I need you.” His strung out voice and fucked out expression was causing his cock a lot of strain. He pressed his fingers further in, he sat back on his heels watching the way the pink ring of muscle sucked his fingers in, soft mewls escaped Baekhyuns lips as he wiggled his hips down on the fingers. Chanyeol decided this was taking to long as he scissored the fingers opting for stretching more then pleasing at this point. He added a third causing the older to whimper and clench around him.
“Deeper please,” Baekhyun was trembling, giving in he pushes his fingers in deeper curling them upwards, “fuck please there, oh god, fuck,” Chanyeol angled his fingers there as he fucked him with them. After a few minutes the whines and moans flilling the room and the sight of his pink hole taking his appendages so well was becoming to much for him. A shiver ran down his spine as he watched the puckered hole clench around nothing.
He spread Baekhyun’s legs so one was to his side the other over his shoulder, “you’ve been so good, aside from a few snide remarks, next time I’ll be sure to taste your pretty little hole .” Baekhyun let out a long whine his cock twitching at the thought. He let one hand rest on the taller ones shoulder the other lacing in the ends of his hair tugging at the soft strands. “Fuck you are so beautiful.” A blush creeped onto Baekhyun’s face as he tried to hide behind his own hands. “I think not kitten, let me see your beautiful face, I want to know what you look like as I stretch you like no other could.” A meek whimper left Baekhyun’s mouth as he dug his nails into his back begging with his eyes for Chanyeol to hurry on his words. His breath became ragged as he felt his tip rubbing along his entrance, he started to feel anxious about his size. Chanyeol could feel Baekhyun’s hands shake against his back, he let a soft smile come over his face as he peppered the small boys face with kisses to try and ease him. Sitting up he guided his cock to his entrance he let on hand rest on his hip, using his thumb to rub his skin there and a kind gesture. Chanyeol swallowed hard before he pushes in cursing at how tight it was inside. Baekhyuns nails clawed at his back, his head was pushed back tears burning at his eyes. Chanyeols hips pressed against the olders bum and he sighed loving the feeling of how hot he was the slickness allowed him to move with ease. He ran his fingers through Baekhyun’s hair, pushing it so his forehead was exposed as he leaned to press gentle kisses there.
“Your doing amazing princess, you take my cock so well I feel like I’m already about to burst.” Baekhyun let out a soft hum as Chanyeol rested his face in the crook of his neck, his arms wrapping around him. He didn’t want things to get this intimate, he never believed in soul mates but he did know how amazing it felt to have this person in his arms. Chanyeol felt soft and delicate kisses being pressed to his shoulder. “Can I move?” He looked right into Baekhyun’s eyes searching. He just nodded in return, Chanyeol brought himself almost all the way out before thrusting back in. Soft and satisfied mewls left Baekhyun’s lips as Chanyeol set a soft pace. The older male let his hands wander up and down the others arm, the taught muscle feeling like a piece of heaven. His fingers brushed Chanyeol’s lips before pushing past the plush and bruised flesh, the younger male let a smirk pull at his lips as he sucked the two digits into his mouth. He picked up his pace as his tongue swirled around the fingers, Baekhyun started to grind his hips. Bitting down on the fingers in his mouth, Chanyeol gripped the older males hips as he doubled his pace.
Baekhyun didn’t bother holding back his voice, his pathetic whimpers and high pitched moans echoed along with the sound of skin on skin. Baekyun removed his fingers from the others mouth sucking them into his own letting the lewd sucking sounds accompany his symphony of moans. That was until Chanyeol’s thick length struck his prostate. “Oh fuck daddy there, again please.” He gripped at the sheets by his head tears dripping down his face as Chanyeol shifted so he could hit it with every thrust. Curses where the only thing left in Baekhyun’s vocabualry the force of his thrust making his skin become reddened, his voice wavered as his orgasm came for him. He reached both hands out to cup the younger males face pulling him down for a sloppy kiss. His body arched off the bed as he clung desperately to the man bringing him to cloud nine. His scream was swallowed by the others mouth as his sticky liqued covered both their stomachs. Baekhyun was trembling with over stimulation as Chanyeol didn’t let up his impossibly fast pace, still hitting his sweet spot, his screams of pleasure coming out more strained and hoars as his hole clenched around his twitching cock.
“Fuck i wanted to last longer then this,” he buried his face in the crook of Baekhyuns neck, kissing at the dark marks he left there. “God you feel so amazing inside, so wet and tight.” A huskey moan from his chest as he coated Baekhyuns walls with his cum. He fucked out his orgasm loving the weak noises coming from the others mouth as he filled him up.
Panting Chanyeol pulled out the fucked out expression on his face deepening as he watched his cum drip out Baekhyuns gaping hole. “God everything about you is so beautiful, why did it take so long to find you.” He crawled off the bed pulling on a pair of breifs on his way to the bathroom. He started the bath letting the tub fill he moved back into the other room, scooping Baekhyun up he brought him into the bathroom setting him down. “Bend over the counter for me kitten,” Baekhyun did as asked whimpering as he felt the sticky fluid run down his thighs. Chanyeol grabbed a wash cloth getting it wet to clean him off. After all the cum was cleaned off both their bodies he helped Baekhyun into the warm water of the tub. Baek let out a whine as he pouted at Chanyeol, whl raised his eyebrows at him.
“Your not gonna take a bath with me?” A blush covered his cheeks as the words left his mouth. Chanyeol let out a soft laugh as he pressed a kiss to the top of his head.
“Of course doll, but let me change thr sheets so we can go to sleep when we are done, you need rest since your coming to my dinner meeting with me tomorrow. ”