there is still a part four coming up because they're perfect

anonymous asked:

Hey there! Listen, I'm struggling to figure out my political leanings, and you seem pretty up on all this jazz. I'm kinda feeling a fan of the SEP, but they've decided that unions have betrayed the proletariat, whilst I instinctively feel like they're a necessary bulwark against what's coming, and a useful hub of organising to leverage. What are your thoughts?

Eh, I’m a registered Democrat but I tend not to align with specific parties. No single party represents my beliefs wholesale and also has the power to actually do jack about them. I find a loose conglomeration of grassroots activist organizations much more useful in terms of getting good information and assembling to support or protest a given action.  

I suppose it depends on why you’re working it out – I mean if you want to be able to identify As Something and you like socialism, just say you’re a socialist. If you’re looking for a party to support because you wish to make change in the world, you’re better off aligning with a party that at least has SOME seats SOMEWHERE in the government – I’m not intimately familiar with the party but Wikipedia tells me they are…not influential. 

If you just want shit to get better and want to be a part of that, forget joining a party and study up on activist groups and join a couple of those instead. 

I mean there’s no reason you can’t join the SEP if you’re liking the vibe, but there’s also no reason you can’t join the SEP and still follow other parties’ sites and news and actions as well. Remember not to let perfect be the enemy of good – if you strongly want to join a party, join a party whose faults you can tolerate, but know that every party has faults, and go outside of the party for what you can’t get from within.

Anyway, FWIW, I don’t think the unions betrayed the proletariat – or rather, because it’s kind of an ongoing process, I don’t think unions should be dismantled if they do or done away with because they have in the past. I think union management is frequently corrupted by organized crime or other forms of greed, and sometimes the workers get screwed because of it, but unions are still more useful at protecting labor against capitalist oppression than pretty much any other organization humanity has ever been able to produce.

(Four months after I joined the union the entire union leadership was found to be embezzling from the dues, and about a year after that the first-in-first-out rules dicked over both me and a friend of mine. But I still got a yearly cost-of-living raise and equal benefits with salaried employees, and the union worked hard to get those for me.) 

Uh, I guess this isn’t really helpful in offering you a specific party to join, but hopefully it has helped in some sense :D Remember that you can join a party – but that doesn’t mean you have to toe the party line. 

anonymous asked:

A B L R T Y + Iwaizumi?

oooh another Iwaizumi! Sorry I can’t resist >.<

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He’s very sweet and clingy after sex. He prefers his sex a little intense, and sometimes he needs a proper cuddling to get him back into the right state of mind. He takes time to reassure his partner as well, tell them you’re amazing, it was exactly what I wanted. Thank you. I love you. He may be flustered when his partner sweet talks him after sex but he actually loves it, flushing an alarming shade of red when the same mouth that called him the dirtiest names calls him beautiful, perfect, god Hajime what did I ever do to deserve you?

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He has a thing for large hands. He likes it best when his partner has a hand on the small of his back, or his waist. He goes weak for when his partner presses their palms flat together, the size difference so palpable with how Iwaizumi’s fingertips just barely go past the last knuckle. His partner is always so gentle with him, but he imagines them just grabbing him, hand circling around his wrist or his arm as he’s tugged along. 

He likes it best when those hands cup between his legs, easing him into his third successive orgasm or squeezing the base to keep him from coming, long fingers slithering their way inside him and reaching deeper than he ever could. When those hands grip his hips or push between his shoulders, around his nape, shoving him face-first into the sheets, dotting him with little bruises that ache so beautifully the next day—

(“Shh, Hajime.” is whispered against his ear. Iwaizumi bites back the whimpers he didn’t even know had escaped his lips. That devilish hand slides up his back again, and the sheer size of it has him shivering, convulsing around the four fingers shoved impossibly deep inside him.

He comes without even being touched.)

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) +  R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Nothing beats the bedroom, especially for their more intense sessions, but having quick and dirty sex where they could possibly be caught gets to him like nothing else. The excitement that crawls beneath his skin at the idea of someone else watching, at being caught on his knees, head shoved between his partner’s legs…it’s like an aphrodisiac to him.

(His partner holds a pretty high position in their company and therefore has their own office. “Coincidentally”, their new desk is just the perfect height for Iwaizumi to kneel under.

One side of the office is also nothing but full-length windows showing a nice view over Sendai. Iwaizumi can never look at that view without reliving the feel of cool glass beneath his palms, against his chest, the underside of his cock…)

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He’s not a big fan of them personally (and even though dildos and vibrators are fun little things he still prefers the heat of his partner between his legs). However, he can’t say no to a little bondage and using cock rings, because he gets a kick out of not being able to move, not being able to come, not being able to do anything at all because his partner said so.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He likes to fool himself into thinking he has a pretty normal sex drive, but it goes completely haywire when his partner manages to catch on to his kinks. It starts off simple: a stern voice telling him to Keep quiet. Sit down. Give me that. Look at me, Hajime. 

At first he pretends to be irritated, anything to ignore the heat bubbling in his gut: Stop talking to me like that, I’m not your fucking dog. His partner looks at him with an expression he can’t quite read, and says: Oh I bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you? 

They crowd into his space and back him up against the wall, trap his head between their hands. I’d snap a collar around your pretty little neck and keep you on a leash. Tie you to the bed and slap a ball gag on you because that’s all your good for, isn’t it, Hajime?

Soon enough it’s like his cock is on a hair-trigger. It’s like he’s a fucking teenager all over again. All it’ll take is the right tone, a slight tug on the collar he wears only in the house, and he’ll be humping the thigh wedged between his legs until his partner has the decency to get him off properly or until he comes in his pants. Whichever comes first.

anonymous asked:

soon to be divorced couple obnoxiously painting the walls wacky colours every time the other paints over it is so cute imagine Stucky doing that and they realize they're still in love w eachother and 1 paints 'I love you' asddffhfjd this gives me feelings

My hand slipped…

No-powers civilian AU - Available HERE on Ao3

At some point during their nine-week whirlwind romance, when they had met with a ridiculous shower of imaginary sparks and hooked up by the end of the night, then proceeded to burn as brightly as two artists were wont to do, spending every second that they could together in a fit of reckless, passionate abandon, Bucky had admitted to Steve that his favorite color was Barbie pink.  After Steve had laughed until he’d nearly made himself sick, Buck had begrudgingly pointed out that it was because of the Barbie dreamhouse he’d spent countless hours playing with his sisters at while they were growing up, and so reminded him of the happiest times in his life (before meeting Steve, of course) and well… Steve had fell impossibly more for the beautiful sap that he was lucky enough to call his new boyfriend.

So when they had eloped on a whim four weeks later, Steve had decided to paint the accent wall of the sitting room of the condominium they had decided to make their newlywed nest that same bright, obnoxious pink.  The intention had been for it to be a gag wedding gift, but Bucky had been so overwhelmed and grateful that he’d never gotten around to painting over it, and for the rest of their honeymoon phase Steve had quickly come to fall in love with the color, too.

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anonymous asked:

hair stylist/make up artist jimin and actor/model jungkook

He wants more – lights, runways, campaigns, billboards, photoshoots, magazine spreads; all things that make life worth living, his life, because when your value equals to the number of sold copies of High Cut and the number of Instagram followers, you want more.

But to get more, he has to be perfect instead of flawless because flawless, in his head, in his world, means getting rid of the flaw and perfect is what all of them aim for because perfection is God-given, perfection is waking up at 3am, running a hand down your face and still looking mesmerizing; perfection is cheekbones that cut glass and dark circles under tired eyes that are just the right shade of purple; perfection is foundation at minimum and not an unskilled make-up artist applying concealer in thick layers under his eyes.
Jungkook grabs his wrist and holds it from his face.

“What are you doing?” the make-up artist asks in stilted English and Jungkook tears his eyes away from the mirror to look at the name tag.

Park Jimin, it reads.

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