I said to this guy that bread didn’t belong in the LGBT+ community and he was like, “Don’t be a bread exclusionist,” in the most annoyed voice and I can’t stop thinking about it. He was right though, Of course it does.
(All handwritten because I know nothing about infographic yikes)
Hello fellow humans, it’s Pat and I’m going to keep this short but not sweet because lots of swearing ahead I’m sorry.
I) Take notes, study, cram, whatever. This is what studyblr is all about the rest of this post is my bs, aesthetic is optional, really. But since aesthetically pleasing pics are kinda motivational, I’m gonna make you go through my studyblr BTS.
II) Find your angles. I personally prefer these two:
(please give me a yeet for drawing hands because it took me longer than taking and editing that pic T_T)
Normally I take only one photo for a post, seriously don’t take like 14000605 pics for posting because that’s not really the point of studyblr and you’re going to waste your time.
This is the original photo. It’s cloudy af today but we’re gonna make the aesthetic magic happen lol.
III) Editing. This takes me less than 5 minutes. I’m that lazy.
One of my favorite things about Far From Home (and specifically the MJxPeter romance plot) is that MJ is clearly taller than Peter in EVERY shot. It’s so refreshing to see a het romance where the girl is taller and it isn’t played for laughs or part of some big joke. In fact, it’s never even mentioned once. Marvel has come a long way from making RDJ stand on boxes next to Gwyneth Paltrow
I’d like to have this all in one place, with a nice convenient post to add things to later, if I find them. But for the moment! I’ve seen the NYCC interview from Michael Sheen and David Tennant where they say outright that they played their characters as though they love each other.
Michael: “I decided early on that Aziraphale just loves Crowley. And that’s difficult for him because they’re on opposite sides and he doesn’t agree with him on stuff. But it does really help as an actor to go, my objective in this scene is to not show you how much I love you. And just gaze longingly at you.”
David: “But then Crowley absolutely loves Aziraphale. He hates that he loves him. It’s really annoying for him.”
Michael: “There is a sort of wonderful love story. I think a lot of the fans of the book like that when they think about the characters, there’s an interesting love story going on. It’s never explicit, but it’s there.”
But also! I got my copy of the tv companion book today, and found this extra tidbit from Douglas Mackinnon (transcript follows):
“[…] but clearly it’s about their relationship, and some would say their love affair. I know Michael Sheen is a hundred percent sure that Aziraphale falls in love with Crowley,” Douglas offers, “and that moment occurs when the bomb drops on the church.”
And I’ve got a few gifs to just really drive home what the look was in Aziraphale’s eyes during that scene (with a link to the post with the full gifset I sourced these from). And remember, Michael Sheen said he was trying to gaze longingly without showing Crowley how much Aziraphale loves him. And this is him watching as Crowley walks away from him in the destroyed church (so, crowley can’t see him watching like this). Right after he jumped in and protected not just Aziraphale, but also–without being prompted in any way–protected the rare books that Aziraphale cared deeply about. This, we are told, is the big emotional point of no return.
I woke up on Christmas Day and me and my family were opening presents. The last present I opened was a bright yellow pair of sweatpants, they had the red Carmex logo on them and a red drawstring. I was ecstatic and put them on, and my big, silent, angry looking dad said in a monotone voice, “All hoes do is charge their phones and put on Carmex.” Then I woke up.
Deceit and Remus is an excellent ship because it’s the epitome of that sophisticated person + disaster goblin pairing trope and also can you imagine how hilarious Remus and Deceit would be in the same room with their wildly different methods of doing things like
Yknow sometimes I think about that one clip on the boat where hobi is just complimenting and talking about yoongi and yoongi gets so flustered he just goes to the edge and s c r e a m s and,,,,, imagine with his s/o
okay but for some reason i just had a total poly au jump out at me based off of this, Ah so this is the exact opposite of my usual aesthetic- dont know if you wanted hard nsfw but!!!! sorry!!!! this is also not edited like at all please dont judge me for my kinks this is way out of my usual zone.
Back to You (BTS x Reader)
W/C: 2.4k (oh lord)
Tags: Sub! reader, Sub! Yoongi, Dom! Bts, Poly, Gangbang, Established relationship, praise kink, degradation, Oral fixation, cumplay, dom/sub shit, voyeurism, exhibitionism, semi-public sex, snowballing but with slick?, masturbation,
Song Rec: Everytime ~ Ariana Grande
as Yoongi’s significant other, you indulge in his praise kink fairly often. sometimes it’s in the soft way too where he just gets overwhelmed and flushed and stuttery and screams “stop making me soft!” while it’s muffled in her chest because yoongi just gets so shy he hides from the weight of so much sweetness.
but also, he has a praise kink in much more of an nsfw way.
“oh my god you fill me up so well Yoongi, I feel like im gonna go crazy,”
and him above you “am i fucking you so good you can’t even speak anymore baby?”
his growl of “no one could fuck you as good as i can, say it- admit it darling” i lowkey feel like people forget that dom’s can have praise kinks too, but ANYWAY
after a little while with dating Yoongi- you start to realize that the others totally know about his praise kink, the way than Namjoon will squeeze his shoulders after they’re done producing, saying “you did such a good job hyung” will bring a blush to his cheeks,
hoseok is always the first one to complement yoongi over dinner, and the maknaes are straight up relentless with their manhandling of your boyfriend, slapping his thighs in his jeans at the weirdest times and telling him how pretty they look.
and maybe you’d have a problem with how obviously flustered it makes him if they didn’t do the same thing to you,
Seokjin often curls his hand around your hair, and compliments you on the style,
or the demeaning but lovely curve of a smirk on hoseok’s lips of “wow that shade of lipstick looks great on you, makes you look like such a good slut” and then the tilt of his head, the opaque insensarity and boiling lust in his expression as he shrugs and says “no offense of course, yoongi’s told me how good you are for him,”
and holy hell if it didn’t make both of you absolutely squirm in your seat, yoongi too next to you too, whining in the back of his throat at hoseok’s words.
Jungkook gets particularly bratty with you as well, a little objectifying, even if you try to deny how turned on it makes you when he possessive tugs you into his lap saying “how come hyung gets all the pretty toys? He’s so spoiled.”
There are other things too- other moments that show just how much the boys care for you and yoongi, other non-sexual dominance moments,
like namjoon fiddling with your clothes and complimenting how pretty you look in that skirt, making you blush when he cups your cheeks,
or the way that seokjin takes care of you and yoongi when you both get the flu “i know the medicine tastes bad baby but it would make me so happy if you had it,” and yoongi’s whine as he demands a kiss from seokjin after taking a spoonful of the medcin, hazy with fever. and then your pout, and seokjin’s shy smile as he is only too happy to give you one too.
the way that jungkook and jimin demand cuddles from the two of you every single movie night, each one of them spooning you as you sit curled against yoongi’s chest, their hands playing laced in between you two.
Hoseok’s insistence that the three of you get matching balenciaga shoes, no matter how much you protest, hoseok will just grab both of your hands in his, press a kiss to the back of each and say “come on just let me spoil both of you,”
Things get a little heavier, one night when you’re all drinking, yoongi’s head tipped against your neck to suck at the skin there hidden after most of the others have gone to dance and you were happier just to sit with yoongi,
Taehyung fisting a hand in the back of his hair pulling him away from your skin and making your boyfriend groan at the delicious pain pleasure that runs down his spine.
“don’t be rude Hyung, there are so many people watching and you know how much we hate when people see what’s ours,” and they’re right- there are alot of people watching the two of you curled to the side, both of you wrecked in the booth.
Taehyung closes the curtains to the booth and slowly guides you to give Yoongi a blowjob, Taehyung guiding your head up and down his length with a hand in your hair. his other hand around your throat feeling how you clench and swallow around Yoongi “that’s a good girl, take baby boy’s cock all the way, like i know you can that’s a good babygirl ”
all while Yoongi is sat in namjoon’s lap, his thighs held apart by namjoon’s hands. Who gives him little slaps when Yoongi moves his hips, whispering straight filth into his ears “so needy, look how strung out you are, it’s so cute! are you thinking that someone could walk in and see how fucked out you look? does it make you turned on hyung?”
And Yoongi gets so worked up that he’s almost sniffling before he comes all over your face, his thighs certainly would be shaking if it weren’t for how roughly namjoon’s holding him, in the way that will surely leave bruises,
and that’s when the others get back, careful not to let anyone else look into the booth (because of course everyone knew what was going to happen- they might have planned it) and the low whistle that comes out of Jimin when he sees your cum covered face, your eyes hazy and not all there as Taehyung pets your hair and tells you how good you did, “just when I thought you couldn’t get more gorgeous baby”
and of course, they you up on the table, clearing it of the many expensive bottles, parts your legs and holds up your skirt so that you can give the rest of them a show. Seokjin rubs gently against your clit through your underwear sliding it down before he takes it to his nose and breathes in deep. his eyelashes fluttering, just the sight of that makes you so strung out that you’re certain you’ll do anything they say.
Hoseok holds on to one of your ankles, while jimin holds the other spread, someone took off their tie to bind yoongi’s hands behind his back and he’s completely at the mercy of seokjin, who guides yoongi’s head to your slit keeping a hand fisted in his hair, commanding “Eat her good like we taught you Yoongi- show us how good you can be to her”
occasionally pulling him back, lifting his head back to kiss him and taste your slick on his lips, licking into his mouth messily to get all of it. jungkooks incredulous and dark look when he breaks apart makes both you and yoongi whine, lifting his own fingers to touch his lips in awe “you know i used to wonder why yoongi chose you over us and now i think i understand, you’re addicting” and of course jimin just needs to have a taste of his own, reaching forward and pumping his fingers in you roughly before he brings them to his mouth, ““Fuck, and here i though you just looked sweet baby girl.”
“Come on hyung dont be selfish- let me have a taste” but instead of kissing seokjin with his plush lips wet with your essance, jungkook tugs on Yoongi’s hair. Putting his mouth back to your cunt and letting him lick at you for a moment lazily and fucked out before he pulls him away again, making your hips jerk in search of yoongi’s mouth.
Yoongi whimpers into jungkook’s mouth as he gets the same treatment, licking it out of his mouth as opposed to actually kissing him making him heady, and spiralling down deep into subspace at an almost alarming pace.
So basically, Yoongi eats you out while the others jerk off and dirty talk the shit out of both of you. Hoseok cums all over your stomach, Taehyung cums on your face and Namjoon pulls down your top to cum all over your chest.
Somehow Jimin ends up with your underwear, curling it around his fist and using it to jack off, ruining the delicate pink lace when he cums on them with a groan. Watching him and feeling the cum dry on your chest, You feel so dirty but so unbelievably satisfied. Hoseok whispers in your ear, “you just love being our dirty slut don’t you?” Jimin sets the underwhere on the table, “We should make her wear them out of here hyungs,”
Eventually you cum with Hoseok’s fingers thrusting into you and yoongi’s mouth sucking on your clit, only to shake and squirt onto the table, trembling like a leaf. And of course, they make Yoongi lick it up and clean you up again, indulging in his oral fixation which makes him cum again, grinding against the table. (honestly rip whoever has to clean it afterwards)
You’re both so hazy by the end of this but the others take care of you, cleaning you up and ushering both of you out of the back door so that no one sees how wrecked both of you are.
and when you wake up the next morning you’re wrapped tightly in taehyung’s bed getting the life cuddled out of you, Seokjin has food already ready to go and you’re half convinced that last night was just a dirty dream until you check and yup- you have hickeys on the inside of your thighs and one on your chest that you think is from namjoon but you can’t be sure.
eventually you get around to asking yoongi the obvious question, “so uhm, have you ever like- been with any of them before? because i dont want to say it makes me uncomfortable, but sometimes they’re a little intense with both of us” and Yoongi stutters and admits that they’ve all kind of fooled around with each other at one point or another- even though you can tell it was more than that.
Yoongi admits that yes, he used to be their submissive, but he cut it off when he met you because he knew he loved you and wanted to be with you, no matter how much it hurt the others. because they’re all a little in love with him- even if they’d never said it yoongi knows, and yoongi also knows that they’re starting to feel the same way about you.
And it doesn’t surprise you because your boyfriend is a switch (but prefers to dom you and only you) so it’s not surprising to you that he’d had that outlet before you got together and if you’re being honest- it doesn’t make you uncomfortable in the slightest
in fact…it’s a little hot, thinking of your boyfriend stuttering as they praise and degrade him in equal measure, and you’d be wrong if you said you didn’t want a piece of that to see it again. You tell Yoongi this, and he’s surprised but not displeased because if he was being honest part of his brain needed some of that rush of subspace that only the others could give him, even if he needed the rush of domspace just the same.
and before he has a chance to ask the boys about the possibility of a scene with you in it (the thought almost makes him weak) it reaches a fevers pitch when you go out together one night.
You’re dressed in a skin tight velvet dress and a velvet collar and yoongi is in a silky button down shirt, and all of them decide that nope, neither of you get to go out looking like that, you’re only for their eyes to be seen by anyone other than them,
They toy with you drawing out every minute, making both of you stand naked in the middle of the room for their viewing pleasure, “the first one of you that moves or makes a noise is going to get punished, and the other gets to watch and be spoiled” namjoon of course, is the one that designs the scene, though he sits back, stroking his length almost lazily though you can see the lust in his eyes.
they alternate teasing both of you, hoseok tugs on your collar and you refuse to sigh or splutter as he leaves hickey after hickey along your chest. “Do you think she’d like a leash to do with this collar? be our perfect little pet? we should bring out yoongi’s and then they’d be matching”
Seokjin toys with yoongi’s ass as jimin sucks him off, your boyfriend sweating and looking more out of it by the minute but still unmoving. though you think you see a hint of competitiveness in his expression, like he’s daring you to move first,
Jungkook coos when he kneels down in front of you “oh my god look how wet she’s getting! oh how cute! she’s pretending she wasn’t as turned on by this as yoongi hyung, what an adorable little whore” he tilts his head forward and before you can control it- you flinch as he swipes his tongue across your clit fast and hard.
let’s just say they spend the whole night making you messy and sore, and so overstimulated you cry- because it just feels that good, they make yoongi eat you out (damn his oral fixation) while you’re getting pounded into by taehyung.
And I don’t want to get two graphic beyond that, but basically, you and yoongi sub for bangtan the whole night, and you all fuck on the floor of their living room, making both of you cry (it’s okay though you have safe words and it’s more of like an overwhelmed-with-pleasure sort of cry)
at the end both you and yoongi are curled up and cleaned, cream rubbed into the bruises on both your asses, swathed in plush blankets while jimin combs his fingers through yoongi’s hair and seokjin does the same to you, namjoon rubbing soothing circles onto your very sore hips.
curled together in a little puddle between all of them while they just cuddle you and praise you,
“You both did so well for us” - Jimin
“Our pretty obedient babies,” - Hoseok definitely
“Could never find such good darlings like you, you’re both one of a kind” - Seokjin
“You’re perfect for us” - jungkook probably.
“oh little ones, you took your punishments so good, im so impressed” - namjoon
“I’m so proud of you, you make me feel so loved” - taehyung
and the next day they invite you and yoongi into one giant poly/sub/dom relationship with rules like ‘eat at least 2 meals a day, sleep 7 hours minimum, no demeaning language at yourself outside of scenes, and alway pre-negotiation because they don’t often practice unsafe bdsm etiquette accept for last night because they kind of got carried away.
after all yoongi did tell them what you two got up too, so they knew that you weren’t exactly opposed to that kind of dirty talk and what kind of kinks you did and if you had showed any reservations they would have stopped immediately during that scene
but going forward to feel more comfortable they want to have like- long lengthy discussions about kinks and limits and what kind of aftercare you like, cuz they already know that for yoongi he just likes to be held and touched gently
okay thats it thats the ask thanks for coming to THE MOST HARD NSFW thing i’ve ever written gonna go wash my brain out with soap after all those visuals bye
we all really thought that crowley just said “tickety-boo” like that huh. we just thought “ohh he just picked it up from aziraphale how sweet :)” when really it was just aziraphale i feel FOOLED. they used that relationship attachment against us i am Shocked. crowley would Never say tickety-boo. needless to say it was so clever of them.
A/N: Don’t know what this is I was just being a slut so- n e ways is this considered smut? idk i never really write this kind of shit
This is not edited
You grip onto the suitcase tighter as you apologize incessantly to the innocent people walking by. The sidewalk was too crowded and you were running late for a meeting with your client. The choice of shoes you were wearing weren’t helping either. You can hear the scoffs from people as you push your way through the crowd, but you’re shameless when you scurry along the people. You couldn’t appreciate the luxurious building in front of you as you race inside, holding your badge up quickly and running through the metal detector.
“Two minutes late, Mr. Kim.”
“You’re not in my office, you’re at my door.”
You stare at the man in front of you. He called you for help, didn’t he?
“Do you want to make it four minutes?” He raises his eyebrow in question. You purse your lips as you step inside the office. It was an ample room. Paintings hung on the wall behind him as bookshelves filled either side of the room. His desk sat in the middle and Mr. Kim sat there, waiting.
“My name is-”
“Y/N. I know. That’s why I called you.” He crosses his legs, his middle finger and thumb rubbing together as he stares at you, amused.
“Okay… First we need to discuss about confidentiality. Whatever we talk about cannot be discussed-”
“I know to keep my mouth shut. Whatever is said in this room stays in this room.” Mr. Kim cuts you off once more. You’re starting to become annoyed at his need to speak over you.
“-Unless you want to take this somewhere else.” Mr. Kim suggests. His eyes glisten with mischief as you struggle to keep your mouth closed.
“So the case- the trial date is going to be soon.” You maintain your posture as you place the suitcase on his desk. Mr. Kim smiles at your indifference to his comment. “If we gain enough alibis and a good defense, we can get you out or lessen the sentence.” Your hands tremble as you take out packets of paper out of the suitcase, trying your best to not fumble over your words.
“Are you always this nervous with clients?” Mr. Kim coolly asks, smirking.
“Mr. Kim, can we please focus on the case, or you can call someone else for help.”
“If i’m going to call someone, it’s going to be my chauffeur so I can take you home with me.”
You tense up at his words, too embarrassed to speak another syllable. Face heating up with fire, you slowly look down to the papers on the desk. Mr. Kim tilts his head in amusement, watching your flustered form.
“Or I can take you right here.” Mr. Kim speaks in a low tone. Your eyes are blown open in horror at the lewd words that had left his lips. He stands from his seat behind the desk, buttoning his jacket. He walks around the large wood desk, leaning against it as he sat next to you.
You stood still, too frozen from the chaotic situation unfolding in front of you. He leans in a bit closer, his lips inches away from your ear.
“I’ve had my eye on you for a while, you know. There is no case against me at all. All made up for you to come into my office.” He’s whispers lowly into your ear which causes your breath to hitch. Knees weak and heart pounding, you felt like a puppet who depended on their strings to be pulled.
“The documents were very convincing, weren’t they?” His lips finally brush against your ear and you shudder. You’re conflicted on how to respond but his gruff voice and his breath against your neck could make you care less of the extremity of the ordeal.
“I have a real case you can work on, though.” He presses his body against you, his teeth softly biting your neck.
I feel so sorry for Deceit within the fandom. Apparently Remus injuring both Roman and Logan, MULTIPLE times, is okay- as well as him purposefully seeking out to HURT Thomas- but Deceit is just hated so much for who and what he COULD be.
he COULD be manipulative. he COULD be a terrible person. But is he? Not that much, if I’m aware of it. He’s a villain, yes, but he’s not a vile, disgusting, rotten creature. He’s a side that cares about what Thomas wants and loves, and he’s a side that will take many strides to achieve what he thinks is best for him. Remus, on the other hand, is persistent in causing fear and apprehension towards Thomas, yet people are loving him anyway.
It’s fine if you don’t like Deceit, or are triggered by him. Maybe I’m the wrong one here to try and figure out Deceit’s motives so soon. It’s simply that he’s been hated and ridiculed so much before we could even get to know him as a character, that his ‘evil’ deeds aren’t even worth the detestation.
It was a nice color, a calming one. The light blue that always filled his vision had with it attachments of happiness and helpfulness and of caring and love. Yet as much as he loved that particular shade, it could become almost unbearably overwhelming.
So when he went about choosing his new color, he went for a darker blue instead. One that he felt-no, one that he thought looked professional and clean.
He had thought about changing his entire outfit. But there was just something about the black that he couldn’t part with. Besides, up against his new blue tie, it no longer looked…bad. It was amazing what a simple color change could do. Even one so small.
He looked at himself in the mirror, adjusting his tie slightly so it was center and smooth. He looked…acceptable. Except he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing. He stared at his face, analyzing what it could be.
His eyes widened, just slightly of course but it was still more emotion then he had ever shown before. He would call that progress, he supposed.
He waved his hand and a pair of black, thick glasses appeared in it. He looked them over, thumbing the edges. He wasn’t creativity, not even close, and with his lack of practice, he found that he could only summon things based on what he had already seen. So it was no surprise to him that the glasses came out identical to Patton’s.
He hesitated, actually hesitated before slowly, he slipped them onto his face. The glasses seemed to tie the whole outfit together and Logan could finally see the professionalism in himself that he had been trying to find for years.
He looked like a teacher, Logan realized suddenly and honestly, what better look to fit this new aspect of himself? It was all too perfect and Logan found his lips twitching up slightly.
He moved them back into a thin line almost immediately.
He adjusted his glasses and moved his hands through his hair until he was satisfied with the way it rested. He took in a deep breath and an underline of nerves bubbled in his stomach against his own will. Though there wasn’t much he could do to stop it.
Did he even want to? After all, it was thanks to these small instances that he even realized he wasn’t…wasn’t that.
He shook those thoughts away and chose to ignore the feeling as he always did. Instead, he looked at himself in the eyes.
Silence stretched on for several long moments before Logan finally was able to open his mouth.
“Salutations.” His voice was stoic and even. “I am Logic.”