this is just in bad taste

I don’t miss the liquor or the burning in my throat

This hangoverless headache hasn’t left in weeks

My tongue is dry, but it misses you not the spirits

The taste of a bottle I havent had a drop from

Pervades my thoughts through out the day.

I’d burn the whole barroom shelf just to have you.

Favorite of my unhealthy obsessions, untouchable

Out of reach, unable to get myself addicted

You’re the muse I can’t see, the fantasy I miss

A fairy tale, with a different ending then my happiness.

OK, so I’m sick today. Stomach thing. Been going around. Sick loves schools. I brought two plastic bags with me on my commute in case I needed to vomit. That’s nice. And my mouth tastes like Smarties if Smarties could go bad. I’m waiting for the school store to open so I can buy a mask; I don’t want to get anybody sick. Mask mode. You’d think I could just rest and get well by Monday, but this is capitalism, silly. Work or perish.

ericadays  asked:

lydia/cora + everyone thinks we're dating but we've been friends with benefits for eight months and we think the other is sleeping with other people

Cora is not one to get emotional, okay? She just isn’t. Usually, she couldn’t care less about whatever situation is happening. She is cool, calm, and collected.

However, the thought of Lydia sleeping with someone else kind of gives her a stomachache. In fact, it makes her flat out nauseous. It isn’t jealousy. No, it can’t be. It’s just that….it’s just not jealousy, okay?

They’ve always laughed it off when someone suggested that they’re dating. What a laughable idea, right? Cora and Lydia dating? No, of course not. They’re just good friends…with benefits.

See, Cora just thought that their arrangement involved not sleeping with other people. Cora thought that she would be enough for Lydia, but maybe…maybe she isn’t. That thought leaves a bad taste in her mouth. It’s awful like sucking on a penny.

So when Cora next sees Lydia, she says, “We don’t have to continue this.”

Lydia is already shirtless when she looks up at Cora, confused. “What do you mean? Do you not want to anymore?” She looks positively pissed at that.

“Of course I do,” Cora tells her. “But if you’re sleeping with other people…”

“Well aren’t you?” Lydia asks, a hand on her hip.

“No,” Cora answers easily.

“Me neither,” Lydia tells her, and from her heartbeat, Cora can tell she’s telling the truth.

Cora stops at that. “Then maybe….maybe we should just make this exclusive.”

“Maybe,” Lydia shoots back. “Maybe we should just be dating each other.”

Cora nods. “Maybe I like the sound of that.”

“Great. Now, can I continue taking off my clothes?”

And there’s no way Cora can ever say no to that.

I wish that people wouldn’t go in public wearing lots of perfume, reeking of cigarettes or just having really bad body odor. If I can TASTE the scent permeating from you while standing on the other side of the counter there’s a problem. Perfume and cologne should be SUBTLE if worn at all. I shouldn’t be able to smell you from a few feet away. 

A few literary suggestions for Black History Month

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Originally posted by imnot12

Maybe you know Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie from when Beyoncé sampled her TEDx talk, “We should all be feminists,” or maybe you’ve been following her emergence as one of the most prominent voices of African literature over the last two decades. Her latest novel, Americanah, was selected by The New York Times as one of the 10 Best Books of 2013.

Edna Lewis

Originally posted by robtrujilloart

Edna Lewis had a hell of a career. She worked her way up as a seamstress, eventually fashioning a dress for Marilyn Monroe. Then she became the first African-American celebrity chef. Then she broke her leg, so she wrote a cookbook. The Taste of Country Cooking was interspersed with personal stories of growing up in a freed-slave settled town in Virginia, and redefined what many thought of Southern food.  

Roxane Gay

Originally posted by lastnightsreading

Roxane Gay (@roxanegay), famed author of Bad Feminist, is a Tumblr favorite, and not just because you can follow her. She writes about what it means to be a woman of color. She’s the first Black woman to write for Marvel, and she’s writing queer WOC into their storylines. She pulled her unreleased book from publishers Simon & Schuster after their deal with Milo Yiannopoulos was announced. It’s easy to admire her actions as much as her writing. 

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i keep trying to memorize every detail of the moments i live in. in the soreness of my legs from standing so long at a concert, the chill of the night, the patterns of a tablecloth, the oily texture in my mouth after eating fried bananas. i keep trying to memorize the feelings, the quiet contentedness, the laughter, the excitement. i keep trying to memorize the people, their smiles, the way they speak, what makes them laugh. i’m constantly on the cusp of the next part of my life and that’s just so.. strange. but it makes it so much easier to find happiness no matter what’s happening to me, in a way? because i’m already kind of looking at life with those rose-colored glasses of nostalgia, simply because i know these are times i’ll never be able to live again, and these are people i might not always have, and that makes it so much easier to appreciate everything i might miss later. 

Magneto is the most prominent Jewish comic book character. To a lot of people who don’t know comics, he might be the only one they know unless they noticed the menorah in the background of young Ben Grimm’s house in Fan4stic or they remember Kitty Pryde lighting a menorah in a quick cut scene in the Christmas episode of X-Men Evolution (also, at some point people should find better ways to acknowledge Judaism then menorahs).

Making a hero created by Jewish writers to fight Hitler affiliate with Nazis is in incredibly bad taste.

Making any of the Jewish characters (even someone like Iceman or Polaris who’s backgrounds are Jewish even if they aren’t practicing) affiliate with Nazis is wrong.

Making a character who is a Jewish Holocaust survivor affiliate with Nazis is disgusting. 

But taking the most prominent Jewish character in all of comic books, the only one to be the star of six blockbuster movies, with multiple ones of them explicitly focusing on his Jewish background and the resulting persecution, and making him affiliate with Nazis, that is not just in bad taste, its not just wrong, and its not just disgusting. 

It is blatant and it is violent. It would be in ANY climate, but with the recent waves of antisemitism and the rise of neo Nazis it is doubly so. 

I am livid. I am sad. 

And it is unacceptable. 

Imagine aliens reacting to human eating habits.

For instance, taste. Like, one day an alien notices the human crew member dumping something bright orange on their midday ration.

Alien: Does your supplement not have the right nutrients/?
Human: No, it just tastes bad.
Alien: ????
Human: Well, not precisely bad, but bland. It’s boring. So I thought I’d spice it up a bit. *waves bottle of bright orange substance*
Alien: You add items to your food that provide no necessary sustenance???
Human: Oh, just wait ‘til you hear about junk food.

‘Cause humans eat stuff that is not good just for the sensation. Like really spicy foods, chewing gum, and all these spices. And the aliens don’t get it. You put that in your body? Doesn’t that mess up your digestive system? What purpose does it serve?

Or human eating rituals. If you eat with one group of humans there are all of these utensils, some of which look extremely similar, but each with it’s own unique purpose. And if you don’t use the right one at the right time it’s a social faux pas. Then another group mostly uses their hands and lick their fingers. Does this not introduce pathogens? And you’ll see the same human doing both behaviors.

And there’s the whole concept of a meal as a social endeavor. Humans will have a meal with those they are close with as a sign of affection. Humans don’t even spend the entire meal eating, no they use it to talk. Business is done, friends catch up, families share news. All over a meal.

Aliens considering food a necessity not to be discussed in public. Yet here are these humans, who post pictures of their food to social media, share recipes, use food as a social catalyst, and as comfort. Hell, comfort food as a completely human idea that aliens don’t understand.

Anyway, humans are weird.

100 Banging Kinks: Fuck Machine

Originally posted by complete-fandom-trashhh

Pairing: Bucky / Reader

Word Count: 651

Warning: Smut (bad horribly written smut but smut the nevertheless), language, and just toys?

This is my first time writing smut so bare with me. But with the celebration of Bucky Barnes 100th birthday, I am participating in @bucky-plums-barnes 100 banging kinks! I hope you enjoy.


You moaned lowly as Bucky took his fingers from your wet folds and brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean. “Fuck baby, you taste so good,” he cursed and you whined, arching your back in pleasure.

Bucky was sitting against the headboard, you between his legs with your back flush against his chest. He gripped your thighs and spread your legs wider, draping them over his before bending his knees so you were really on full display.

“Bucky~” You whimpered and felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled close to your ear.

“Eager are we kitten?” He asked and you tilted your head back against his chest as a blush formed on your cheeks. But your eyes never left the contraption in front of you.

A few days ago, you and Bucky made the horrible decision to get drunk and one thing led to another and that night, one of your kinks were revealed. Since then, Bucky had made it his mission to fulfill that kink.

“I want you to watch yourself,” he murmured in your ear and your eyes drifted up to where he had moved your mirror so it showed you and him everything that was about to happen. His icy blue eyes bored into yours through the mirror and it was in that moment you saw the remote in his hands.

His thumb clicked the button on the remote and your back arched again as you gasped. The fuck machine came to life under Bucky’s control and did exactly what it was supposed to.

Bucky’s arm wrapped around your stomach to keep you still as his other hand came to your breast, groping and massaging the mound as the dildo thrusted in and out of you in the first speed.

“Bucky!” You groaned and instinctively rolled your hips to meet each thrust, your eyes closing as it continued to slid deep within you. Bucky then clicked the remote again and the machine sped up its movements causing you to cry out snapping your eyes open to look at Bucky through the mirror.

“I said to watch yourself,” he growled lowly and you felt his erection against your back.

The view he had of you was intoxicating. His eyes couldn’t keep away from the dildo that pushed between you wet folds over and over again causing you to cry out and squirm in his grasp. A thin layer of sweat was stuck on your body and your legs kept tightening against his in attempts to close while your hips simultaneously moved meeting the fuck machine so it would slid in deeper.

“Bucky,” you groaned and his eyes looked towards the mirror where you were already looking at him. “Bucky, I’m close-” you whimpered and moaned your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling it as you closed your eyes again, the familiar heat forming within you.

Bucky smirked and slid his hand down to your clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves in figure eights as his other hand clicked the remote one more time making the machine go the fastest it could go. You cried out in ecstasy and your hand gripped his wrist to ground yourself as you felt your legs begin to shake.

You then felt his other hand wrap its way around your throat, squeezing just right as his breath fanned over your neck. “Cum,” he demanded and it was all you needed as the tension that built in your body snapped and your body shook as you felt what was maybe your strongest orgasm wash over you.

When you finally came down from your blissful state you realized the machine had came to a slow stop and Bucky was stroking your hair as he kissed your shoulder gently. “We are definitely doing that again.” He murmured and you nodded your head lazily, your legs still slightly shaking in post-orgasmic shock.

“Fuck yes.”

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Cynthia, don’t even start with me. We all know that the cookies you “baked” for the PTA bake sale were actually store bought, and guess what? They tasted like trash. You’re always late to Yoga class on Tuesdays at 3:00-4:00 PM and you look like a flailing turtle when you go in Standing Tree position. You dress like a teen girl who just discovered Claire’s and your son is bad at soccer, so don’t even go there, Cynthia.

lance wore glasses in middle school and keith dressed exclusively from hot topic and they sat near each other in class and keith always got distracted thinking about how cute lance was while lance got distracted wondering how someone with such bad fashion taste could pull it off so well

Their first kiss tastes like salt.

Rather than kiss, it’s more lips brushing LOL

While most people imagine TeruMob first kiss would be happy and cute, I imagine they would cry because their feelings finally become mutual. Or, I just want to draw them cry. /what 

To my Fellow Fanfiction Writers:

So we all know that whenever we put a story out, we’re subjecting our material to all sorts of opinions, ideas and feedback. And while it can be tough, we have to keep an open mind about how people will react to our story and the universe we’ve created. As artists it’s hard to, well bluntly put it, not be sensitive about our shit.


However,


Do you guys ever get that ONE review that really just kind of grinds your gears? Like you wanna just say, “look man feel how you want but WHY are you being so harsh in your review? Just chill and work with me here or at least wait until the end before you completely obliterate what I have going on here?” and it’s hard because you know in the back of your mind that “everyone’s entitled to their opinion!” but geeeze, sometimes there’s just that oooonnne review.

I just needed to rant a bit. And no, I’m definitely not expecting every review to be great, I can definitely appreciate open constructive criticism, but like I said. Sometimes you just wanna tell some people to relax.

Also curious as to how that makes you guys feel, and how you choose to handle it.

We Are Not Your Fool

I think this disaster with the Beauty and the Beast announcement is a really good example of why the type of representation matters just as much as the existence of it.

So, for all twelve of you who don’t know, Disney announced that LeFou aka the idiot sidekick is gay. He’s the guy who hangs on to Gaston’s every word and is basically just a brown-nosing suck-up. And his name literally means “the fool”.

And Disney announced that and went, hey, here’s a gay character, we’re doing representation, you’re welcome. And the queer community went what the fuck.

Even ignoring Disney’s history of queercoding villains, this is about the worst way to try to do representation of queer characters. Let me let this out for you. This character is:

  • In love with a straight guy who’s actively lusting over a girl (so won’t get a happy ending)
  • In love with an asshole (so has bad taste)
  • An idiot (his name is literally “the fool”)
  • A villain
  • Defined purely by their love

And this is the only explicitly queer character that they have. And this is for what’s basically a kid’s movie. So for a lot of kids, the first explicitly queer character they may be seeing will not only be the bad guy but will be idiotic and frankly repulsive. Nobody likes a brownnoser. And given how things are going in media, particularly media for children, this might be the only explicitly queer character they see for a long time. So this will be it. This will be the character.

We don’t want representation that will hurt us. Don’t just slap queerness onto an awful character and ask us to thank you for it. We won’t praise you for fucking us.

the funniest part of the switch cartridges tasting bad is that they do because they didnt want people eating them but instead its just made more people taste them like first of all whom the fuck licked the first one to tell people?? or did nintendo say they taste bad first then people tested it? either way its hilariously counter productive

McCree, just trying to flirt via some friendly banter: y’know that sake of yours ain’t half bad, but I prefer a little bite to my liquor ;)

Hanzo: Pah! How predictable! Such an unsophisticated taste!

McCree:

It’s possible to ship without forcing your ship on others.

It’s possible for non-shippers to respectfully interact with shippers.

It’s possible to love all the characters and actors.

It’s possible to respect when others don’t love a character/actor for whatever reason.

It’s possible to just pass by an opinion/post you don’t like on someone else’s blog without giving them shit for it.

It’s possible to stop making assumptions about everyone who loves a certain ship just because there are a few that have left a bad taste in your mouth.

It’s possible to accept that your ship isn’t for everyone, and that’s okay.

It’s possible to show support and love for your friends without pitting blogs against each other.

I’m sure that I have unintentionally hurt someone at some point while running this blog, and I’m sorry for that. But I do try to think about my words and actions beforehand. I’ll never be completely successful, because I’m only human, but I do my best to understand and respect people, even when (especially when) we don’t have the same opinions. Telling someone how they get to enjoy the show or express their feelings about the show is bullshit. I like to think there’s room for everyone.

And here’s the hard part: It starts with you. Get out of the mindset of “As long as they respect me, I’ll respect them.” Be the one who initiates it. Give your respect until they lose it. Don’t withhold it until they earn it.

so im just gonna straight up log off until mea is out because every other post on my dashboard is either untagged spoilers, a complaint about the character creator, or just general negativity. lmao bye i wont let people ruin this game for me. i have posts queued. i’ll come on a few times but for the most part i’m staying away.