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Neighbours

Summary: You had thought moving into a new city and starting a new school would be easy. That was until you met your neighbour.

Genre: Neighbour!Jungkook + fluff/drama 

Word count: 5.3k

A/N : Part IV!!! It’s been a long, long, long time. (almost a year ffs) But here it is! Hopefully, the next updates will be much faster. Please do anticipate and criticism are very much appreciated. ENJOY GUYS!! 

Part I  Part II Part III Part IV 


You weren’t exactly sure where your position with Jungkook stood from then. Your relationship, if you could even call it that, was complicated. Twisted, bundled and full of tangled webs of confusion.

He was Jungkook and you were, well you. 

And with the way Jiyoon hated you, it was safe to say that associating yourself with the likes of him wasn’t the safest option. Neither was it an idea you particularly thought was good.

But it was fair to say that you’d always loved taking chances and Jungkook was a risk you were willing to take- willing to play against Jiyoon. 

Even if you didn’t know it just yet.

And you weren’t quite sure where in place that car journey put you even after you’d spent hours into the night pondering about it, racking your mind for something to ease you, some type of closure.

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I’m in Zona’s heaven

Let’s just start with the very first interaction they have at the beginning of the series.

Zoro came down just to talk to HER. He was teaching her the way of a man and that’s just so manly and charming. She should have fallen for him, damn it! This isn’t the first time by the way… he has done this so many times.

Uhm… Franky entrusted Nami to keep Zoro’s swords.

He  could  just ask Luffy to do so, but then he CHOSE Nami for that task… something fishy~~.

All right! Those swords are heavy… we know but then… you can carry them around just like that…

And duh! keeping those swords with you most of the time… * meeee squealllls*

Zoro should have seen this. His gal is badass too.

O.o… I’m impressed. Nami-gal is really sumthing.

RUN! RUN to him…


If Usopp was there to catch Sanji, then I assumed she did the same to Zoro after undid the shackle. Zoro must have fallen down to his knees and she caught him. That must be the case. But damn! the scene was cut off for this to happen,

look at that drowsy face… Nami’s worried…

Ouh yes, Nami! Your man is back!
[ She looks happy. Does she love that face? That face when he’s about to go crazy… in bed. Muahahaha]

Uh… nothing… just… since Nami knew those two will most likely fight, she butted in.

No matter how Zoro hates to be ordered around, he still listens to her… (p/s: he’s looking at her, miahahaha)

And this, 

Does that mean, Nami was checking him out?

YES! SHE DID. Look at how far they sat from each other yet she could notice the mushroom in Zoro’s haramaki. MUSHROOM IN ZORO’S HARAMAKI!!! ~The chemistry~

This gal did check out Zoro’s lower part… So good to know. Ah~ I’m dead.. x_x

tjqueenxoxo  asked:

Me again this is a promp (if you'd like): Maggie and Alex are getting physical in a supply room at the DEO and the whole crew hears alex screams and when they're finished she just walk out awkwardly and id love you forever if you could throw in a Line where Winn make a comment about alex doing things with her finger (referencing that scene where she says she could get him 2 talk painfully in different ways with her finger) Tnx luv u bye mum

Vasquez turns off the security cameras for them periodically.

Alex couldn’t be more grateful.

Unfortunately, Alex also couldn’t be more loud.

Maggie tries – whenever they’re getting physical in public spaces (which, it seems, Alex can’t get enough of, and neither, quite frankly, can Maggie) – to keep Alex quiet. 

Kissing her mouth, swallowing her screams, while she palms her breast under her shirt, pumps her other hand under Alex’s boxers.

And sometimes – always with Alex’s eager nods, always with Alex’s desperate okays, always with Alex’s needy begging – Maggie puts her hand over Alex’s mouth while Maggie occupies her mouth with licking and sucking at her nipple under Alex’s yanked up shirt, her pushed-aside bra.

Maggie’s hand cupped over Alex’s mouth is meant to keep her quiet. Meant to keep them subtle. Meant to keep them somewhat low-key.

But it’s also meant – of course it’s meant – to turn Alex on even harder, and god, does it work.

So when Alex screams through her orgasms, helpless and writhing and all over Maggie’s lips on her breast, all over Maggie’s thigh between her leg, it’s against Maggie’s firm hand covering her mouth.

But the sound of Maggie’s name pours through Maggie’s skin, between the gaps in her fingers, and resonates down the hall and into the command center.

Vasquez smirks and Winn covers his ears and J’onn mutters something about it being bad enough how loudly his daughter thinks and Pam from HR groans because how many times has she lectured them about sex in the workplace?

Alex’s uniform is – for the most part – properly arranged when they stride, flying casual, back into the command center a few minutes later, and Maggie’s hair is – for the most part – in place, though the agents who are distinctly not looking at their commanding officer and her girlfriend could swear her hair was up in a ponytail, not loose around her shoulders, when she and Agent Danvers strode off to “access some archived case files.”

“Sounds like you’re not the only one who knows at least six different ways to make someone scream with their index finger, Alex,” Winn splurts before he sprints away from Alex’s wide eyes and Maggie’s dropped jaw.

“It wasn’t even my index finger, though,” Maggie murmurs when she remembers how to speak again, and Alex blushes an even deeper shape of red.

“Agent Danvers, you’d better go find your brother: he can’t be hiding from your inevitable revenge in a corner all day, he has work to get done.”

“Yes sir,” Alex nods crisply, and Maggie starts to follow.

“And leave Detective Sawyer here. I’m always happy when you are, Alex, but my ears have had quite enough for one morning.”

ShAmy : The “Best OTP ever” Progression
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Sheldon: Greetings.

Leonard: Hey.

Sheldon: I brought Amy here to show her some of the work I’m doing.

Amy: It’s very impressive, for theoretical work.

Sheldon: Do I detect a hint of condescension?

Amy: I’m sorry, was I being too subtle? I meant compared to the real-world applications of neurobiology, theoretical physics is, what’s the word I’m looking for? Hmm, cute.

Leonard and Howard together: Oooh!

Sheldon: Are you suggesting the work of a neurobiologist like Babinski could ever rise to the significance of a physicist like Clarke-Maxwell or Dirac?

Amy: I’m stating it outright. Babinski eats Dirac for breakfast and defecates Clarke-Maxwell.

Sheldon: You take that back.

Amy: Absolutely not. My colleagues and I are mapping the neurological substrates that subserve global information processing, which is required for all cognitive reasoning, including scientific inquiry, making my research ipso facto prior in the ordo cognoscendi. That means it’s better than his research, and by extension, of course, yours.

Leonard: I’m sorry, I’m-I’m still trying to work on the defecating Clark Maxwell, so…

Sheldon: Excuse me, but a grand unified theory, insofar as it explains everything, will ipso facto explain neurobiology.

Amy: Yes, but if I’m successful, I will be able to map and reproduce your thought processes in deriving a grand unified theory, and therefore, subsume your conclusions under my paradigm.

Sheldon: That’s the rankest psychologism, and was conclusively revealed as hogwash by Gottlob Frege in the 1890s!

Amy: We appear to have reached an impasse.

Sheldon: I agree. I move our relationship terminate immediately.

Amy: Seconded.

Sheldon: There being no objections…

All: No, uh-uh.

Sheldon: The motion carries. Good day, Amy Farrah Fowler.

Amy: Good day, Sheldon Cooper.

Howard: Women, huh? Can’t live without them, can’t successfully refute their hypotheses.

Sheldon: Amen to that.


4 x 03 - The Zazzy Substitution

anonymous asked:

how is comparing skin color to a food racist? if someone's skin is literally the color of chocolate or caramel or even bread, how is that racist? you'd compare the color of someone's hair to the color of food, wouldn't you? maybe even their eyes? how is it any different with skin? comparing a color to the color of something else isn't wrong. especially when it's not done in a demeaning way (such as comparing it to the color of something gross/disgusting)

The way I see it, in my experience as an Asian woman reading various books and just simply living in society, is that comparing skin colour to a food is mainly seen applied to people of colour. And are sometimes labelled as such, from white authors. White authors, as in, people who are in positions of privilegeWriting with Colour is a fantastic blog and has very many informative posts as to why comparisons between skin and food are not PC. A couple of reasons why comparing skin colour to food is racist (I’ll also link the places where I got the information from):

1. Fetishisation. Typically seen in women when they’re catcalled, like “I’d like some of that honey!” It’s used as a direct reference to her skin colour and therefore perpetuates the idea that a woman’s skin colour is tied to her sexual worth. (Don’t even get me started on saying Asian’s are ‘exotic’ oml) Even with men, and describing POC as “chocolate” or “cocoa”, it has the ability to make people feel uncomfortable and to be seen as something to be ‘consumed’. (It also has links to colonialism so, I suggest if anyone has described POC as ‘chocolate’ or ‘cocoa’, to replace those descriptions.) 

2. Links to Colonialism. Explaining what was just said in the brackets, words like ‘cocoa’, ‘coffee’, and ‘hazelnut’ have clear links to the slave trade for POC. It’s not a good idea to compare a person to a trade that has economically and socially oppressed them for centuries, and still do. 

3. Don’t dance around it. This is just my personal opinion, but the whole tirade of avoiding using the words to describe people (black, brown, white, pink, beige, etc.) and instead using food, is just, making the problem worse (and doesn’t necessarily make for better writing)? There’s this post where it describes the different ways of describing POC without comparisons to food. (I’ve said it once. I’ll say it again. Writing with Colour is an amazing blog.)

Skin colour itself was used to determine various social and economical positions within society (ie. Apartheid with racial segregation, genocide in the colonisation of Australia, etc.). Hair and eye colour were not. This is a matter of white people writing about black people as if they were ‘coffee’, asian people as if they were ‘maple syrup’, etc. 

Even today, there are still economical and social gaps between POC and white people (this is a result of the systematic and internalised racism of previous generations). By using that history in a fetishised way, and by using it against them like white people did when slave trade were happening, even if it is subtle and not meant to be demeaning, it’s a revelation of unconscious perceptions of races that are not your own. 

If, however, they are your own race, then its up to you. Your prerogative. 

A Beautiful Little Nod to Witchcraft

Warning: There will be spoilers below regarding the live-action Beauty and the Beast. If you wish to avoid such spoilers, please keep scrolling.

Okay, so everyone who doesn’t mind spoilers still with me? Great!

Now, I don’t often write about movies per se on this blog. I do make mention regarding witchcraft in the media, but usually such moments reference witches in the same vein as Harry Potter or the Wicked Witch of the West. But there are moments in media when witchcraft is both subtle and meant to be portrayed in a rather positive manner.

But still, it’s rare to find a film that will take a witch and make her be ever-present and in the same role that a woman likely had during the film’s respective period.

Tonight, my boyfriend and I took a trip to a local theater and watched Beauty and the Beast. Not only are we fans of Disney, but we are avid lovers of art. The opportunity to see French Rococo couldn’t be missed by my beeb, and I couldn’t resist the opportunity to see what they’d do with both the writing and the music.

We all know the story: a prince, self-absorbed, surrounded himself only with beauty, and denied an ugly hag shelter from a storm. She warns him against making the same mistake, and he denies her yet again. She then reveals herself to be a beautiful enchantress and curses him to look like a beast, trapped in his castle, until the last petal of an enchanted rose fell and forces him to be a beast for eternity, or until he falls in a love which is returned… whichever came first.

Now, if I recall correctly, this enchantress doesn’t feature much in the animated film beyond the exposition. In the live-action remake, however, she is a character all to her own, present from the start of the film to the very end.

Agathe is mentioned in the film at several points, as the spinster beggar asking for change in the streets of the village. In town, she’s portrayed as the outcast not due to being a bookworm like Belle, but because she’s an older, unmarried woman who doesn’t have money.

Josh, why are you pointing her out in this manner?

Let’s take a look at the setting of the film. It’s established later on that Belle’s mother died of plague when it had spread to Paris. The doctor’s mask that the Prince notices is of the same design as that which was used during the time of the Black Death - the bubonic plague. This places the film at taking place roughly twenty years after the plague had struck - 1368, give or take a couple of years. At the time of the plague, all sorts of scapegoats were targeted as reasons for the plague: cats, witches, demons, and even putrid smells.

The qualifications for what made someone a witch varied from region to region, time period to time period. However, a common theme was a woman who was single and middle-aged (at the time, this was believed to mean that she’d been denied the blessings of a husband and children from God), who might not fit in with the crowd (for a variety of reasons, ranging from mental illness to introverted tendencies), who has knowledge of herbal remedies (not only did this imply that she was educated, it was also a threat to the medical field at the time, and was cause for accusation by the male-dominated field), and who may own a pet (though people have had pets for much of human history, it was sometimes believed that to own an animal that wasn’t livestock simply for the pleasure of companionship was an indicator of having a familiar - especially if the animal was one that was generally considered wild, such as a bird, cat, or reptile).

Agathe certainly fits the bill for many of these qualities. She’s roughly middle-aged, and a beggar. Later in the film, she rescues Maurice and takes him into her home - a small lean-to in the woods - where she provides some tea (it’s implied here, too that the tea was made from wild herbs) to help him recover, and where it’s revealed that she also has an owl to keep her company.

She’s treated with disdain by many in the village, but as the film goes on, the viewer begins to realize that she is, in fact, the enchantress from the start of the film. By the time of the climax - the conflict between the townsfolk and the servants/furniture at the castle - she is seen calmly walking through the battle and toward the west wing where the rose is kept.

She watches as Belle and the Prince confess their love for each other before reversing the curse for the happy ever after that comes with such fairy tales.

So why are you so excited about this?

It’s the gentle treatment and subtle nod to historical witchcraft that surprised me. The film is exquisite, but as a pagan member of the audience who has studied European history, this was a treat to see incorporated into the movie.

In other renditions, Agathe could easily be turned into the villain for the sole purpose of being a witch, but since the story focuses on Belle and the Prince, and their conflict with Gaston, it gave her room to be more of a guardian. And as such, she fulfills her role as an indirect teacher in the situation. Her curse was meant to be a lesson for the Prince to learn from, and a reminder that actions have consequences. There is an expression of relief on her face as she breaks the curse, showing that though she placed it in the first place, she desperately hoped that the Prince would learn and grow.

In Conclusion…

Beauty and the Beast features many positive aspects - an openly gay character portrayed in positive sense, a strong female lead, respect for the source material, and masterful artwork. But as a pagan, seeing witchcraft treated subtly and respectfully in the film, with a nod toward the historical side to it rather than making Agathe overtly witchy during the course of the story, was uplifting and encouraging. She’s not dressed in black and constantly muttering over a cauldron. And while - like any fairy tale - she does have some serious moments of cinematic magic, what makes her a witch in the film is not her magic but her place in society.

All of this is my opinion based on what I understand of history and the story. It could be that the way they treated witchcraft was unintentional because they wanted to keep the story focused on the main characters. However, it’s treated with such delicacy that it makes me wonder if it was truly intentional on Disney’s part. Whether it was or not, it’s a pleasant surprise for me, and I’m happy to see such a subtle witch in the media!

Keep an eye out for where witches may be in the movies and books you read! Sometimes, you may be surprised as to where they hide and what roles they play! And of course, learn! Had I not known about the historical context and its link to witchcraft, I likely would have missed out on these details! As witches, it is important for us to know our history, and to understand how far we’ve come!

Blessed Be! )O(

Days of Why and How

Chapter 6

Author’s Note: Wow. This took waaaaay too long to finish. To be honest, I sort of hit a smut block and then got distracted by the new Zelda game, but I managed to find my way back ;) Anyway, I hope you don’t mind the gap between updates too terribly and that you find this chapter enjoyable all the same. It’s pretty long (over 6,000 words), so I feel like that sort of makes up for it… right? A heads up that this one is also NSFW. Enjoy!


Her smile nearly splits her face as she watches her new acquaintance—Misty—reach into her purse in search of a pack of cigarettes. She hadn’t been planning on ditching Sarah and Felix and wandering off with another pretty girl during what was supposed to be a family night out, but her previous run-in with Delphine has left her feeling flustered and confused and she thinks that maybe the best way to let go of all the bullshit is to bury it in someone else’s bed.

It’s not like it can really hurt her at this point.

Misty is cute, with pale blue eyes and a bright yet coy smile. She made eyes at Cosima from across the dance floor for a few songs before the dreadlocked woman worked up the nerve to push her way through the writhing bodies and make contact. After a couple of drinks, idle chit chat and a few dances, she found herself invested enough and open to whatever the night had in store.

Misty places a cigarette between her lips, raising her lighter to light it. The end glows red as she pulls the smoke into her lungs and Cosima’s eyes fixate on her lips, on the way they maneuver around the poisonous stick before expelling a puff of smoke into the evening air.

Delphine was always such a pretty smoker.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I like your scenarios so much, they’re so descriptive and thorough and soulful, just wow, you’re doing such a great job! Thank you! Please keep on.) As for request I’s like to ask an imagine of Todoroki and his s/o’s relationship progress after graduating Yuuei?

Oh my god you are so kind thank you 😂

It makes me so happy to know people enjoy this aaaa you made my day❤

Thanks for requesting darling!

I’m not a %100 sure this is what you wanted…I hope it is tho XD This is…way too long….and it took me 10000 years… I’m sorry 😱

CLICK UNDER THE CUT TO READ THE STORY AAAA

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Kylux 33 days of Guro day 4 complete ;w; For once this is a non-abusive one with Guro tendencies uwu 

I had to do some research for this one, and i did not know split tongues were a thing that ppl could get done. Crazy. 

Day 4: Piercing/Bodymod

We should play truth or dare more often

Pairing : Kyungsoo x reader
Genre: smut (tiny bit of fluff)
Word count: 2,472

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo

Gathered around a bottle, you sat with nine boys, playing a strange and definitely tamer game of dirty truth or dare. 

 "So who’s turn to spin next?“ Jongdae smirked. 

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Pour Some Sugar on Me

Originally posted by we-all-have-our--demons

Pairing: GabrielxReaderxBalthazar
Word count: 930
Warnings: Swearing, Smut, DP, wing!kink
Request: @mrs-celestial-dragneel-redfox23 Hiya B! For the other characters can you make one where both Balthazar and Gabriel want to be with the reader and she pretends not to notice but she wants to be with both. And they both overhear when she tell cas  & Anonymous. (I’m not able to see a masterlist from mobile so I don’t know if any of this has been done) You should do a fic involving a wing kink, or a fic involving food/candy play. Both of these should be Gabriel fics or you could totally combine them. I just need more Gabriel in my life and I love how y'all write lol
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Neither Gabriel or Balthazar were subtle angels. Which meant that when they set their sights on  you, everyone knew. There was no way that you could choose between them, so you simply pretended not to notice. Their simple flirting was met with friendliness, as you would with anyone else. You had to hand it to them, though. They didn’t give up. Despite your apparent obliviousness, they continued flirting.

You were nearing your breaking point when you pulled Cas aside. “Cas, I have a problem.” You sighed, leaning against the motel you were staying at. You’d dragged him around the side, hopefully away from prying ears. “I know that both Gabriel and Balthazar have been flirting with me.”

“I was under the impression that you had no idea.” He mused.

“No, it’s just…I really like them both. I don’t want one to feel hurt that I picked one over the other. Not that I could.” You sighed. “They’re both great guys.”

He gave you an understanding look and nodded. “Maybe it would be best to speak with them?”

“I agree with baby brother here.” You heard Gabe walk around the corner. “I mean, I have no issues sharing if Balthazar doesn’t.” Turning, you saw them both standing there, smirks on their faces.

Balthazar shrugged. “I have no objections.” He answered. You swallowed, instantly looking forward to this.


Laying in your room at the bunker, you hoped that one of your angels could see you that night. You didn’t prefer one over the other, as they were both amazing in their own ways. You closed your eyes and slipped your hand down the front of your underwear, thinking of various times you’d sneaked off with one or the other.  

“That’s a sight.” Balthazar grinned down at you. Your eyes snapped open to see both of them at the end of your bed.

You licked your lips at the sight of them, wondering what they had in mind. “We decided to have a bit of fun.” Gabriel told you, as if he’d read your mind. Snapping his fingers, all three of you were naked. “First…” He snapped them again, holding up a few pixie sticks. Gabe had that twinkle in his eye as he moved closer, ripping open one of the pixie sticks. He sat between your thighs, slowly pouring the sugary treat from right above your folds to between your breasts.

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anonymous asked:

I just wanted to pop in and thankk you for the work your doing: You're such an inspiration. I wanted to ask you if you have artistic anxiety? I really want to pursue creative projects, but I'm not photogenic( not exagerating, my face is ok but it really doesn't look good in pics) and there are so many people out there. Of course it isn't necessary to gain attention, but it would also be nice to have your stuff validated by people. Thamk you, and I wish you ALL the best!

I used to have really bad artistic anxiety cause I always felt like my creative capabilities didn’t measure up to my imagination. I always felt like I under performed whenever I would produce work. You just have to learn to do what you love despite criticism (although it’s necessary). I constantly had to remind myself that growth is subtle and isn’t meant to be rushed. Tell yourself you do this not because you want to please others but because you like to do it! Doing something to your creative abilities shouldn’t be a chore. I learned to just shoot rather than just well–SHOOT. In terms of where you’re coming from it’s not just about being conventionally attractive but having a personality as well. Think about why you want to do this and make a lasting impact to your community. Learn not to always rely on validation and to be your own champion of your craft.

BLAME KC FOR MAKING ME FEEL A LOT OF THINGS ABOUT NYX ULRIC AND THEN SHOWING ME THAT MOVIE.

I WAS TENSE THE ENTIRE TIME HE DID SOMETHING DANGEROUS, I WAS  D Y I N G.


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