Asian aromantics are so important and wonderful. Whether you’re South Asian, West Asian, North Asian, East Asian, Central Asian, Southeast Asian, you’re so vital to the aro community. You have so much worth that shouldn’t be overlooked.
It’s my brother’s birthday today and last night at 11pm I decided I should make him Cabin Pressure cookies as his present. It’s 6am now and I’m only just heading to bed, but I am pretty happy with the end result! Sugar cookies made from scratch, icing made from scratch, all decoration done by hand because I’m an idiot I guess.
[TRANS] 2017 BTS LIVE TRILOGY EPISODE III THE WINGS TOUR (Program Book - Yoongi)
Q: Difference between 화양연화 and Wings. YG: 화양연화 is about the pain of youth while Wings is about the temptation of youth.
Q: Upon formally starting the activities for your 2nd full album “Wings,” what is your newly formed goal? YG: I want to complete the Wings tour in my best possible condition.
Q: What would you do if you have wings? YG: I might not fly to any place.
Q: What did you prepare special for ‘2017 BTS Live Trilogy Episode III The Wings Tour?’ YG: To manage my condition, I have been taking health supplements and in order maintain my physical strength, I have been exercising.
Q: With Episode I, II until Episode III, what are the changes that happened since then? YG: From the group, regardless on how it was done, we have performed for many of times so our teamwork has gotten better. From myself, since there have been a lot of performances I have become more sophisticated.
Q: In your tour, where do you want to go again and what food do you want to eat? YG: I only have happy memories with the cities and countries we’ve been to, so I’m looking forward to each city that we’ll be going to in this world tour.
Q: What do you want to say to yourself and BTS who are preparing for the concert? YG: Do not think about anything, just enjoy it.
Q: If I was an ARMY, I want to __ at the concert. YG: Sing (with BTS).
Q: To express your feelings for the upcoming ‘world tour,’ make a 2-lined acrostic poem using it. YG:win - wings tour is gs - a concert that we can enjoy
Q: A word to ARMYs who have given BTS wings? YG: I will live with the wings you gave us, and will fly in the direction of getting higher and farther away**. Thank you everyone.
** = expanding himself cr. BONBONNIERE时差站
trans. by maeli (@xingyoon)
Originally, I didn’t write this for a request. But as I went through my list, I realized that it did fit one, so it’s getting posted early! This is for @spiritemofashion, who reblogged my first smut and asked for a Yixing or Kyungsoo smut. I hope it meets your expectations! ^^
Genre: X Reader, smut, werewolf AU (does not relate to Blood for Blood)
POV: 2nd Person
Warning(s): Swearing, cringy dirty talk, and of course, it’s smut, so…you know ;)
Summary: Your very lovely boyfriend has been in an unlovely mood lately. I wonder why…?
The morning light filtered through the window, giving the room an ethereal glow. Your eyelids fluttered open, but not because of the light, or the chirping of birds outside your window. Not because of your alarm, which isn’t supposed to go off today anyway, since it’s a Sunday. No, you woke up because of a certain someone who was rutting his hips against your behind.
You could hear his soft whimpers, his breathing uneven. You were used to hearing your boyfriend’s snores at this time of the morning, so the fact that he was panting instead was kind of concerning.
Carefully, you tried to turn your body to face him without waking him. It wasn’t an easy task, considering that his arms were coiled around you, holding you in place. You managed to swivel around, his warm breath now tickling your cheeks. His hips continued to buck against you, and you could clearly feel his heated erection, even through the layers of clothes separating your bodies. He let out a low whine, his arms tightening around you and pulling you closer to his chest.
My biggest fantasy is gaining weight without even trying and being unable to stop, either because of a feeder or because of my own gluttony and lack of self control.
I want to force myself (or be forced by someone else) to overeat, stuff and gorge myself on far more food than I need, until eventually my body becomes so used to massive portions of fattening foods that I’m unable to stop eating, that a whole tub of ice cream becomes a small and unsatisfying snack that only serves to increase my appetite. I want food to become such an important and vital part of my life that I can’t go for more than an hour without binging and stuffing my face, even if I try. I want to go through the amount of food that would currently last me a whole month, daily.
I want to look at myself in the mirror every day and see that I’ve visibly put on weight, and know that there is nothing I can possibly do to lose it or even to maintain it, and that I will only get fatter and fatter for the rest of my life until I reach the point of immobility, and that I’m helpless to stop it. Helplessly stuff myself with more and more food every day, speeding the process up and causing myself to need more and more food to feel full. I want to try to diet and be forced to confront the fact that dieting only makes me fatter because I lack the willpower to go for more than a couple days without eating everything in the house in one massive binge.
I’m not particularly athletic now, but I want to feel myself lose what little muscle mass and stamina I have, powerless to stop it from happening. I want to get so winded walking from my couch to the kitchen to get a snack that I have to just sit in the kitchen floor to stuff myself, too tired and weak to stand back up and walk my food to the couch. I want to binge uncontrollably and then pass out surrounded by wrappers and crumbs, without even being able to muster up the energy to drag myself to the bed. I want to get so fat and lazy and out of shape that I can’t walk up the stairs at all, my body would just be too heavy and flabby to lift my weight up them. I want to be so weak that lifting the television remote is a struggle.
I want to get so fat I can’t see my own feet, or even my thighs past my massive hanging belly. Too fat to masturbate, too fat to walk more than ten feet at a time, so fat that my arm flab prevents me from putting my hands together because i just cant reach all the way around my huge gut. So fat that I have to have clothes tailor made for me, because no company makes clothes THAT large. So fat that I have to eat twenty course meals in one sitting to even feel not hungry, and that I have to eat even more in order to feel full.
I want to be imprisoned by my own gluttony and obesity, unable to do anything about it.
Ever since my surgery in April all I’v really had a hankering for is cauliflower and broccoli. I could eat that shit every single day and not get tired of it, which is weird cuz before I didn’t care one way or the other. Since surgery I also think most meats are unappealing, and anything sweet.
IDK if that’s possible after having surgery or anything, but my tastes are a lot different since then.