#and i don’t have to pay 20 pounds to get access to them

[justdonotaskmewhy]

i am not trying to start a fandom drama. i just want someone to explain how photoshopping Diana to pictures of her grandchildren is disgusting, but replacing Diana with Camilla on the wedding day in a published book isn’t

#i mean #at least these photoshops of diana are not for sale #and i don’t have to pay 20 pounds to get access to them #before you say anything i don’t like it when people photoshop diana in photos #but to my mind it is more appropriate to do it with her grandchildren than literally replacing brides #it is a disrespect for camilla as well yk

[dontmeantobepoliticalbut]

Republican Senate Whip John Thune has become the target of mockery online after he suggested that assault rifles are needed to shoot prairie dogs.

Capitol Hill reporters probed several Republican senators in the halls of Congress this week about why assault rifles, specifically AR-15s, are still needed amid discussions of a ban following a string of mass shootings.

When Mr. Thune was asked about the need for AR-15s, the South Dakota senator said: “The challenge you have on that is there’s 20 million of them in the country already. They are a sporting rifle. And it’s something that a lot of people for purposes of going out target shooting.”

“In my state, they use them to shoot prairie dogs and other types of varmints. And so I think that there are legitimate reasons why people would want to have them,” he added. “So I just think that the issues that they should be focused on is how do you keep those types of weapons out of the hands of these young, in this case, male, very deranged, young men.”

Twitter users quickly seized on Mr. Thune’s comments.

“So the GOP thinks of children as ‘varmints’ now!” Twitter user Eddie James wrote. “No one needs [an] AR-15 to shoot varmints, you can accomplish it with a pistol or .22 rifle that holds a limited amount of ammunition. Anything more is to murder people in mass quantities. Guess why [the GOP] wants these guns available?”

“Do you really tell the parents of a murdered child that there’s nothing you can do about access to AR-15s because you know people who want to shoot ‘varmints?’” Greg Kesich added.

“WTF?! Do you think these guys are counting on most of us to not know what a prairie dog is? Like maybe we’ll think it’s a wolf? Has Thune ever seen a prairie dog??” another account holder said.

“Can someone confirm that people actually do this? Growing up we did basically everything possible to avoid having to clean up the mess this kind of varmint mitigation would make,” one Twitter user chimed in.

“Why can’t we just admit that the main reason people *want* (not need) AR-15s is because they are fun? It’s not necessary from a hunting perspective. They provide an adrenaline rush and people don’t like to be told they can’t have fun. Fun should not be prioritized over safety,” Ben Thoma wrote.

“Senator John Thune just said that AR-15s are used to ‘shoot Prairie dogs’ in his state of South Dakota. If you need a weapon of war to shoot a two pound rodent, you are an idiot and an a**hole,” another Twitter user said.

Citizens for Ethics Research director Robert Maguire tweeted: “Apologies to everyone who has lost a child or a spouse or a parent or a friend to someone wielding an AR-15 style rifle. Your world being torn apart is just the price we pay for John Thune’s constituents to be able to obliterate prairie dogs, instead of just using a .22.”

“It is utterly mindblowing that one party in this country is saying people have to die needlessly so that farmers can shoot small animals with military-grade weapons, and these people still get to call themselves the pro-life party,” he added.

Missouri Senator Josh Hawley also faced the question from CNN’s Manu Raju, to which he replied: “That’s used for sporting events, for sporting activities all the time,” he answered.

“People misuse them obviously,” Mr. Raju pushed back.

“People misuse handguns all the time. I think this [Uvalde] kid had a handgun as well,” Mr. Hawley responded, referring to the gunman who killed 19 children and two teachers at Robb Elementary School on 24 May.

#us politics #news #2022 #the independent #gun violence #gun rights #gun control #mass shooters #mass shootings #uvalde shooting #sen. john thune #ar-15 #south dakota #tweet #twitter #the recount #sen. josh hawley #manu raju #cnn

[me-4eva]

I’m going to vent about something for a sec.

I’ve seen a fair few posts on tumblr being all like “oh piracy and copyright infringement isn’t a big deal we should all totally be allowed to do it.” On one level, I get it. I grew up in the 2000s-2010s, I pirated my fair share of tv shows, especially when that tv show wasn’t yet out in my country and the best/only way to watch it WAS to pirate it. BUT.

I work as a musician. I’m a (very) small indie artist and I’m going to give you a glimpse behind the curtain of the industry. Music is especially bad for this but I’m not commenting on other creative industries. I occasionally release tracks that I’ve spent months working on. Each track I release costs me literally hundreds of pounds. That money goes towards paying musicians to play on the tracks, towards my producer who helps me put it together, to renting recording space when I need it. That does NOT include the big initial upfront costs that are investments towards future tracks - my DAW, my gear, my instruments and of course, the mountain of debt I accrued studying my entire life to learn how to do the things I can do.

I make this money working freelance at a part-time job, and ideally from gigs (though there haven’t been many around the last couple of years and even with the world opening back up I’m still not really getting paid gigs because all name recognition has dropped off after 2 years moving online.) It’s a sad reality but I don’t really make money from my music at the moment. So why do I release music online?

First of all: I want to. Every single song I’ve written means something to me and often comes with a message that I’m trying to share. I love my music, I love what I’ve written and so I want to share it with the world.

Secondly: It’s very helpful to my career. Being able to go to open mics and various other things and say “hey I’ve got music out on Spotify! Check me out my name’s XXX!” helps build up hype, name recognition, publicity etc. It helps me take that next step. And it’s this that I want to talk about.

You see, musicians are getting royally screwed over by Spotify and all the other streaming platforms. It’s no secret that they take the biggest share of the pie and are fighting not to even give us crumbs, despite the fact that Spotify has a long history of refusing to invest in artists (though they do invest in podcasts). Every now and again a big name will come along and say “hey I’m taking my music off Spotify because they don’t pay artists.” (Think Taylor Swift in… I want to say 2016?) Every time this happens (or indeed any artist takes their music off Spotify for any reason - see the whole Joe Rogan outrage) everyone gets super outraged at the artist, calling them greedy. But the truth is, the big names are the only ones with the power to do this. Us little artists can’t afford to do that, because the only person who suffers from me taking my music off Spotify is me. It has no impact on Spotify. Because to little artists, Spotify and the other streaming platforms are only a publicity tool. And the reason we keep putting our music on there is because they’re probably the best tool we have access to.

Getting music heard when you’re a nonentity is HARD. Especially when every single aspect of the industry is stacked against you. Social media, streaming platforms… they want to push the big names in front of people. It’s all a numbers game. The fewer listens you have, the less likely your music is going to get pushed in front of the people who matter. Playlist creators are more likely to put a big name song on a playlist than a tiny little artist like me. And this goes for every single aspect of the music industry. If you want to get booked for gigs (remember when I said that’s how musicians make money?) and someone hears you, likes you, then goes to your Spotify page or whatever and sees you only have like 20 monthly listeners? They ain’t gonna book you.

It happens at a higher level. Say someone gets signed on a record label. Only a very small percentage of artists signed actually get to the point where they release the album they were signed to release. Some get dropped immediately after that. The reason why is because the hype dies down. Those streaming numbers, those social media followers, that name recognition all has to keep going - and keep going UP - in order for the label to keep wanting to work with the artist. And here’s where the piracy issue comes in.

Pirated streams do not get counted.

You may think that by pirating music to avoid Spotify or Apple Music or any major streaming platform like the plague is somehow your own hardcore act of rebellion, standing up for artists etc. But the truth is you’re taking away not just the pennies we’d get from Spotify or whatever, but what is far more important at those early stages of our career. The music industry is and always has been a numbers game. A popularity contest. And it’s got to be public. Your pirated streams of the ESTABLISHED giants of the industry may have a negligible effect, but anyone new, upcoming, just broken onto the scene, even if they seem to be everywhere with a giant number 1 hit… stream their music. Because if people stop streaming them, following them, supporting them LEGALLY, then every aspect of their career will fall away, they may get dropped before they finish their album, and they become another one-hit-wonder.

So in short, when you think about pirating music, remember a few key things:

1) the track you’re pirating probably cost that artist hundreds, if not thousands of pounds/dollars to make. That’s in expenses that can only be applied to that track.

2) you’re also taking publicity away from artists. Like I say, EVERY aspect of the music is a numbers game. If you like someone’s music, just let them have your number.

3) if you want to be radical and screw over Spotify or whatever streaming service you want to screw over for not paying artists, consider either downloading that track so you can listen to it as many times as you like, (many artists will offer direct digital downloads of their music where the money goes straight to them), or shop around and find the streaming service that pays musicians best and get a subscription for that one. (Napster and Tidal are pretty good for that.)

Thank you for listening!

#piracy #music #music industry #support artists

[hes-writer]

Kinkmas 2020

hi! so this is mostly an Exclusive series for my Patrons (link in bio if you wanna read it or if this interests you ☺️) Though, I have some treats for you guys as well :D starting on Christmas Day (25th), I’ll be uploading the early access Kinkmas blurb on here!!

All blurbs will contain smut, either implied or explicit. Read at your own risk.

* Exclusive | ^ Early Access (will be uploaded on Tumblr)

* Dec 11: Mirror Sex - 532 words, ft. “I want you to keep them open for me, or I’ll stop,”

* Dec 12: Spanking - 565 words, ft. “It’s not much of a punishment if y’love it. Y’reckon I give you another?” 

* Dec 13: Breeding Kink - 465 words, ft. “Wanna feel me shooting my cum inside your pussy, baby? Get to stuff you full of m’cock and m’cum,”

* Dec 14: Praise Kink - 546 words, ft. “Yeah? Y’like how I pound into you?”

* Dec 15: Food Play - 488 words, ft. “Harry, the cream is gonna go everywhere if you don’t stay still,”

* Dec 16: Fingering - 978 words, ft. “Do you deserve it? Told ya’ to keep your eyes on the screen. Y’don’t even know what happened in the movie cause you’re so desperate to be touched,”

* Dec 17: Roleplay - 1.5k, ft. “Baby, c'mon, s'not m'name. C’mon, gotta call me m'real name, yeah. Harry,” — written with @devilinbetweenthesheet-s 😚

^ Dec 18: Breath Play - 900 words, ft. “There ya’ go. M’baby jus’ wants to be choked, doesn’t she?” 

^ Dec 19: Distracted - 823 words, ft. “Pay attention to me?”

^ Dec 20: I Love You - 710 words, ft. “If you love me, then cum for me,”

^ Dec 21: Around 1:32 - 625 words ft. “Did I wake you?”

^ Dec 22: Hair Pulling - 806 words ft. “Grab a handful, baby. There y’go,”

^ Dec 23: Road Head - 1001 words ft. “So y’jus’ wanna give me head while I drive?”

#harry styles one shot #harry styles imagine #harry styles x reader #harry styles smut #harry styles dirty one shot

[simpingovernonexistentmen]

Family Meeting Pt 2

Part 2 of Family Meeting!!!

Genre: Omegaverse, A/B/O, BNHA, Alpha Bakugo X Omega Reader

Plot: Omega Reader meets the Bakugo’s family 

Fluff, SFW, A Lot Of Cussing, Tiny Suggestive part at the end

You were in cloud nine, everything went great with your family! After your brother told your family about Katsuki protecting you, they welcomed him with open arms. Your old brother pulled you aside before you left back home that night. Telling you how proud he was of you for picking a great guy.

You had your family’s approval and, you couldn’t be happier. 

Right now, you looked over at yourself in the mirror checking on your outfit. Today you were meeting Katsuki’s family. You had on a lace short sleeve wine colored dress on, with some black heels to pull it together. You had your hair up in a classy twisted updo style with some of your hair loose to frame your face.

You suddenly felt arms wrap around your waist behind you. You smiled knowing exactly who it was. Katsuki rested his chin on your shoulder, holding you close as he stared at you through the mirror’s refection.

“You taking too long” He grumbled

You laughed lightly at his clingy nature. It was hard to imagine Bakugo being soft or, tame with anyone. Katsuki always had a aggressive attitude at the office or, in public. But you were the lucky girl to know this side of this dangerous alpha.

“I know, i’m just nervous about meeting your family. I thought it was just going to be a dinner with your parents. I didn’t expect your mom would hold a cookout with some of your family members.”

Katsuki groaned rubbing his face into your sweat gland, taking in your scent. “Trust me had i known my mother was going to pull this shit, i wouldn’t have promised to go.”

Your turned in his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck smiling up at him. “Well no backing out now. After all promise made by a Bakugo is always kept no matter what.”

Your alpha chucked at your response, pulling back to look at you with his ruby eyes. “Damn straight” Katsuki face turned serious while looking at you. “If you feel uncomfortable at any time during the party, i’ll take you home.” 

You graced him with a loving smile while leaning up to kiss his lips, “Sounds like a plan”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Ok so you knew there was going to be a few people but, you didn’t expect a crowd of people to be here. You looked around to see all of Katsuki’s close friends and, a good 20 people chatting away with each other. Everyone was gathered in the back yard of the Bakugo’s home. You smiled trying to trick your mind that everything was ok and, your skin wasn’t crawling at you to run.

“Are you fucking serious” Your heard your alpha growl out. At least you weren't the only one blind sighted.

“You’re here!” A woman with ash blonde hair and red eyes approached you with a smile on her face. She looked exactly like your alpha but, in female form! Without a doubt she was his mother.

Katsuki glared down at his mother, “Old hag what the fuck is all this?!” He growled out with bite.

Without missing a beat she, swatted your alpha on his head, “Don’t talk to your mother like that!” She growled out with a equal amount of bite. You wondered in the back of your mind if, their personality is hereditary. She then turned to you with a excited smile.

“OI! Don’t fucking hit me!” He growled out with hollowed rage. She ignored her son’s protest, focusing on you. 

“Welcome to my home, I am Bakugo,Mitsuki the mother of this loud mouth”

You smiled at her, “L/N, Y/N, it’s a pleasure to meet you” 

“I hope you don’t mind all the people. No one believed me when i told them, Katsuki had landed a girlfriend and, was actually in a serious relationship.” She laugh. 

You felt her eyes looking at you from head to toe. Her smile widened, “I have to say you certainly are a beauty that’s for sure. Anyways come on in and, enjoy the party everyone has been waiting for you two to show up.”

You took a deep breath and looked up at your alpha, who was currently sulking from his mother’s disciplinary action. “Shitty woman” He mumbled out.

You covered your mouth suppressing a laugh that wanted to come out of you. You simply hooked your arm around his, obtaining his attention. Ruby eyes meeting your E/C ones. 

“Shall we enter the battle field?” You joked after seeing most of the guests had their eyes set on you both. Katsuki’s mother wasn’t joking about you both being the main topic of this party.

Your alpha scoffed pulling you forward towards the crowd, “This is nothing close to a battle field, at least then i can blow things up.” You laughed at your alpha’s words. You already knew he would rather be fighting than dealing with ‘extras’ as he called them. 

Your eyes soften looking at him. Still the fact he was making the effort to talk to everyone and, keep his composer for you, made your heart flutter. He was the one who wanted to meet families and, here he was proving you were nothing short but, important in his life. 

After a hour or, two of meeting everyone, you were socially exhausted. You could only take so much of people doubting your beloved alpha and, his relationship with you. One of his cousin’s even joked about you being paid to be here since, there was no way anyone could handle Katsuki’s personality as he stated to everyone. You nearly lost your cool and, bit his head off. Instead you corrected him and assured him, you were indeed Katsuki’s girlfriend by choice.

You were currently resting in a lone table with empty seats while, your alpha went off to go talk to his friends. You didn’t mind in the slightest especially, when he asked you if you were ok with him leaving. Despite what people assumed about your alpha, he was actually very attentive. You watched him from afar with a soft smile setting on your lips.

You heard the chair in next to you scrap back pulling your attention to the sound. You frowned slightly seeing your alpha’s cousin occupying the seat next to you. He leaned his arm on the table propping his head up, giving you a mischievous smile. Your inner omega growled internally demanding you to tell this person to fuck off. He already insulted your alpha once today and, he was instantly on your shit list.

“Hey beautiful” He smirked at you.

It took everything inside you to not growl at him and, keep a pleasant expression. “Hello”

“Now that we are alone, let’s be honest. How much is he paying you or, are you dating him for some novelty status?”

“Excuse me” You growled out, you did not hide your venom in your tone.

“Oh did i hit a nerve” He stated with condescending tone. “Come on baby, how much is it going to cost me to get a all access pass. There is no way that second rate hero is getting all this for free.” He licked his lips, letting his scent out slightly. The smell alone was sicking to your stomach.

You had enough of this! You stood up to leave the piece of garbage but, he swiftly grabbed onto your wrist trying to pull you back. You quickly pivoted your body, slapping his face with a hard blow of your hand, making the sounds of his flesh echo loudly.

You tugged your wrist out of his hand forcefully, “Don’t ever fucking touch me! Or insult my alpha you bottom feeder!!” Rage filled you clouding your mind as your eyes narrowed in to the asshole in front of you. You didn’t even notice the attention you were gathering.

The enraged alpha looked at you with hate in his eyes, “You have some balls to hit a alpha Omega! A little bitch like you should be grateful an alpha wants to breed your sorry ass in the first place! In fact you should be begging me to breed you like the slutty omega you are!” He growled out menacingly, reaching out to grab you again. You lifted your arms to your side in battle stance ready to defend yourself.

But contact was never made because, before you knew it; the hateful alpha was crashing into the table breaking it in half from his weight and the momentum.

“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO HER!?!” Your alpha yelled out with rage. You watched as Katsuki didn’t even give him the chance to speak pounding his face mercilessly with his fists. Everyone watched as your alpha lost control.

The moment you saw blood fling in the air you threw yourself onto your alpha’s back pumping out your smoothing scent to quell the rage of your alpha. 

“Katsuki, baby, I need you to calm down please. It’s ok, i’m ok. I’m not hurt” You cooed at your alpha watching him breath raggedly. When you felt you alpha relax from your voice and touch, you proceeded to get in front of his body taking his face into your hands, watching him look at you intensively. When you noticed the alpha behind you was unconscious, you deemed it safe to embrace your alpha, rubbing your scent gland against his.

You felt his chest rumble against you. After a few moment of him breathing in your scent his breathing started to even out. He pulled back from you, looking into your eyes showing you he was now in the right state of mind. 

He stood up bringing you up with him looking over you to check for any injuries. He grabbed your wrist that was previously held by the piece of trash bringing your wrist to his nose to smell the offending scent of the other alpha. He growled from the fact that someone else’s scent was on you especially the fucker who touched you. He then rubbed his scent onto your wrist as if he was cleansing you of his touch.

He glared at you for a moment, “You should have just called for me you idiot” He stated with no ill intent in his tone. 

You smiled up at your alpha, “I may not be a hero but, that doesn’t mean i can’t defend myself from a creep.”

You noticed a hand fall on Katsuki’s shoulder. The hand belonged to a middle aged man with short brown hair with a pair of black glasses. “Son go clean yourself up inside, your mother and, i will take care of things from here.”

Katsuki glanced down you which, the man noticed giving a small chuckle. “Don’t worry she will be with me until you get back” Katsuki nodded at his father, letting go of your hand heading inside not without giving you a small kiss on your forehead causing you to blush like a man mad. Now normally you wouldn’t be embarrassed by the intimacy but, he just had to do this in front of his father!

His father gave you a knowing smile, his father extended his hand towards you. You blushed placing his hand in his. 

“I know this is a late introduction but, as you probably already guess i am Katsuki’s father. Bakugo, Masaru” He stated giving you a genuine smile.

While in the background you could faintly hear Katsuki’s mother kicking the unconscious alpha on the ground while taking to someone on the phone.

“L/N, Y/N, i’m your son’s girlfriend” 

He gave a small chuckle, “I’ve know, my wife has been excited about meeting you ever since my son started talking about you." He smiled down at you, "What do you say we have of scenery and have a little dance.”

You smiled at Katuski’s father, “I would love to” How is his father so calm and collected? Maybe he was just used to his families aggresive nature. Which did no surprise you. He lead you to the patio placing his hand on your waist and, in your hand. 

“I would have greeted you earlier but, i had to keep my wife from telling our family members your were getting married to our son already. She told me as soon as she met you, she instantly knew you were a perfect for our son. I trust my wife’s instincts they’ve never been wrong.”

You laughed as you both moved effortlessly around the patio. “I don’t think i can live up to her high expectations she has of me.” 

Katsuki’s father looked down at you with a smile, “ I think you just proved how right her expectations were with that little out burst you just showed everyone.”

You blushed furiously in embarrassment, “Ahh that’s right i did do that in front of everyone didn’t i?”

He simply chuckled while, twirling you. “If it’s any consolation, i think you were astonishing and, a perfect partner for my son.” His eyes softened with the last statement. You felt your heart warm with the approval of Katsuki’s parents.

“Oi! Old man, i would like my girlfriend back now” Your alpha’s voice echoed out by you. You both stopped moving looking over at your alpha with a smile.

“That’s alright, i have my own wife to listen to my ranting” Katsuki’s father stated. “Thank you for the dance” He smiled at you one the last time before walking back to his wife’s side.

Katsuki replaced his father’s hands with his, moving you both again into a slow dance. He pulled you closer, whispering in your ear. “Don’t be falling for my dad now” 

You gave your alpha a playful glare, “I would never steal your mom’s husband, no matter how charming he is.”

Katsuki laughed moving you both as if you had practiced the dance a million times for this party. Of course you didn’t, you didn’t even know Katsuki could dance in the first place!

“It runs in the blood” He gave you a playful smirk. “And it’s also in our nature to attract beautiful spit fire women” 

You laughed lightly at his response. “I wasn’t about to let anyone talk bad about you.”

“You know, your absolutely gorgeous when your pissed off.” You laughed swatting his chest lightly.

“Really now?” You said in a sultry tone while, letting out your scent lightly.

You felt his grip tighten around your waist. His ruby eyes darkened looking down at you. “I think it’s time we leave and, have a little party of our own at home.” 

You laughed loudly as he pulled you away with him towards the exit while, Katsuki’s mother called out to him in the background. 

HERE IS THE FINAL PART FOR FAMILY MEETINGS! THANK GOD! HOPE YOU LIKED IT! LET ME KNOW! COMMENT! LIKE! SHARE!

#omega reader #bnha omegaverse #alpha bakugo #alpha bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #alpha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #romance #A/B/O verse #a/b/o universe #A/B/O au #BNHA au #bnha x reader

[cognacdelights]

crying lightning [1]

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crying lightning by arctic monkeys

summary: after being caught stealing from the local liquor store, things get heated between indie routledge and her at-a-loss, older brother, forcing her to seek refuge in her brother’s best friend. 

warnings: angst. cursing. drug use. 

“Get your hands off me, you big oaf,” her disgruntled voice sounded throughout the over-grown yard, accompanied by the heavy pounding of her defiant footsteps against the dirt-covered driveway. An embittered, obnoxious groan surpassed her cherry-flavoured lips as she struggled to free her petite frame from the burly, bearded man’s grasp. With his clumsy, paw-like hand firmly clutching at the collar of her over-sized, denim jacket, he forced her flailing limbs towards the front porch.

“Woah,” John B acknowledged the presence of both his wayward, tearaway sister and the enraged, unshaven man, as he appeared in the open doorway - Sarah’s half-naked silhouette appearing behind his squared-off shoulder, “what’s going on? Let her go, man.” After negligently guiding her up the several uneven stairs, he released the youthful girl from his strong clasp - thrusting her dainty silhouette, rather forcibly, towards her older brother. Her worn combat boots stumbled slightly as she found her feet once again, before adjusting her denim jacket and regaining her infamous defensive posture. John B stepped forward instinctively - creating a barrier between his troublesome sister and the clearly aggravated man before him.

“Caught her stealing bottles of cider from my store,” the tall, broad-shouldered man informed, “and now she’s refusing to pay for the damaged stock.” With an angered expression contorting his wrinkled, sour features, he crossed his jacked-up, muscular arms across his chest.

“I’m not going to pay for something that I can’t have,” she stated in a matter-of-fact tone, rolling her eyes sanctimoniously. She too folded her denim-adorning arms across her chest in a resistive display of defiance - refusing to back down against the store owner. A churlish scowl painted itself across her fresh, make-up-less face as her dark eyes clouded over with resentment. A slither of her animosity stemmed from the fact that she had been caught; she had watched both her brother and JJ partaking in the five-finger discount on many occasions, and never once had they been apprehended - yet she had. It was more a pride thing than anything, she was embarrassed that she had been caught.

“You damaged it, you pay for it. Unless you want me to call up Sherrif Peterkin and tell her all about your klepto tendencies?” the red-faced store owner challenged - evidently aware of the Routledge siblings lack of parental guardian. Whilst the siblings may argue differently, the bearded liquor store owner had awarded some form of leniency to the girl as it was; he could have just called Sheriff Peterkin in the first place, and he probably should have, but he knew the consequences of involving the police for the both of them. After all, everybody knew each other’s business in the Outer Banks.

“Sure, go ahead. I’ll tell her all about how I only dropped the bottles because you tried to grab me. Like touching sixteen year old girls, do you, huh?” she continued her angst-filled verbal tirade, earning an amused chuckle from the blonde-haired boy residing on the beat-up, old sofa.

“Shut up, you,” John B warned her in a deep, solemn tone - turning his head to peer momentarily over his shoulder as he pointed his index finger at his loud-mouthed sister. His sun-soaked, caramel complexion was devoid of expression as his intense mahogany eyes glared into her, willing her with all his might into submission just this once. A displeased pout graced her peach-toned lips at the harshness of his tone. “We don’t need to get Sheriff Peterkin involved - I’m sure this was just a misunderstanding. I’ll pay for the damaged stock. How much does she owe?”

“$20 for the cider and $60 for the display stand,” the brawny man stated, seemingly less enraged at the confirmation he would receive compensation for the damage that the unruly Routledge girl had caused. His confrontational demeanour softened as his shoulders relaxed, appearing to be much more reasonable. His concentrated, beady eyes observed as the eldest of the Routledge siblings fished around in the pockets of his light-wash denim jeans.

“Here, $30, that’s all I got,” pulling the crumpled bank notes from the depths of his back left pocket, he promptly surveyed their value, before placing them in the store owner’s outstretched hand. An apologetic half-smile tugged his lips upwards as he acknowledged the significant deficit between the cost of the damage she had caused, and the amount which he could muster up.

“I’ve got $20,” the smoke-laced, husky voice of JJ interjected the conversation. Pushing his hips upwards in an attempt to gain access to the full depths of his cargo shorts pockets, his large hand delved into the fabric pouch as he retrieved the twenty-dollar bill. Reaching over the battered arm of the sofa, he nonchalantly placed the scrunched up bill into John B’s hand - who proceeded to forward the note into unnaturally muscular man’s grasp.

“Close enough, right?” John B questioned, optimism evident within his words as he attempted to smooth over his younger sister’s venomous words from before, “we can just forget that this ever happened, no need to call the police over a few bottles of cider.”

“I don’t want to see her in my store again,” the man told John B, his voice stern and unforgiving. A caustic, surly smirk etched itself into her youthful features as she took both her index and middle fingers - haughtily saluting them at the liquor store owner. The bald-headed, bearded man refused to rise to her childish mannerisms, simply turning on the heel of his tattered Birkenstock’s and making his way back down the dirt-covered driveway.

Letting out a heavy huff of air from her lungs, the petite girl threw herself onto the sun-faded cushions of the sofa - her fishnet-stocking-clad legs draping themselves across the lap of her brother’s best friend. Since her father’s disappearance almost a year prior, the raucous, blonde-haired boy had become a part of their dwindling family. She found herself accepting his increased presence - mainly because he seemed to be on her side the majority of the time, understanding her grief. She was more than comfortable around him, and often relying upon his reassuring, alleviating company to settle the many heated arguments that had erupted between her and her brother. Sadly, their father’s probable death hadn’t brought them as close it should have done; their relationship was still delicately fragile at the best of times.

“He may have got my cider, but at least he didn’t get my twinkie,” a devilish, wicked grin engulfed her immature features - as her dainty, onyx-painted fingertips retrieved the small childrens snack from the concealed, inside pocket of her denim jacket. JJ let out an entertained chuckle at her juvenile words, the corners of his chapped, rose-tinted lips pulling upwards into an adoring smile.

“No, not my twinkie!” she exclaimed in her usual, dramatic tone as the shaggy-haired blonde couldn’t resist swiftly stealing the finger-shaped sponge snack from her un-expecting grasp. In one hasty, nimble motion he had ripped the corner of the transparent packaging open and had carelessly discarded it on the old, rotted decking floor. As he prepared to devour the infamous childrens snack in one whole bite, his hazy, cerulean eyes peered to his left. Two wide, pleading doe eyes stared back, accompanied by a brooding, sulky pout; the one thing - well, two - he just couldn’t resist. With the strings of his heart well and truly plucked, JJ opted to take a nibble instead before handing it back to the frowning girl beside him. A content, satisfied smile replaced her glowering expression as she rested her head against his muscular shoulder - twinkie in hand as she took small, pleasureful bites.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” the furious voice of John B consumed the porch, a sullen, sombre expression contorting his chiselled features, “If he calls Peterkin, we’re done for. She’ll call DCS and we’ll be hauled off to foster care on the mainland.” His mocha eyes had clouded over - and appeared almost sable under the veiled shade of the porch. The prominent vein in his neck began pulsating as his blood pressure began to rise - the realisation of the consequences of her thoughtless actions plaguing his mind. To say that he was livid was an understatement.

“It’s not like you lot don’t do it,” she casually shrugged a response, disregarding her brother’s fears. She couldn’t even acknowledge his anger by meeting his disappointed gaze - instead, she simply licked the sugar-laced crumbs off her fingers. Of course, she didn’t understand the gravity of the situation - after all, she was merely an immature juvenile. John B had done his best to take the weight of their unfortunate circumstances on his own shoulders and shield his younger sister from the troubles of a world without a parental guardian. However, in doing so, he had made her blindly ignorant to the consequences of her behaviour.

“We don’t get caught,” JJ’s gruff, low voice chimed into the conversation. He typically found himself advocating for the younger, troublesome tearaway; however, this time, he couldn’t excuse her careless, reckless behaviour. Even he had to admit that what she had done was more than irresponsible - and that was before addressing the way in which she had handled the situation. She had, to put things more plainly, fucked up.

“Just...” her at-a-loss brother struggled to find his words, completely at wits’ end with how to keep a handle on his wayward sister, “go to your room.”

She couldn’t help the resounding snort which exited her airways, nor could she restrain the obnoxiously amused snicker which surpassed her soft, full lips, “what, am I grounded now too, Dad?” Surly sarcasm was her defense mechanism  - and boy was she not afraid to deploy it; she practically wore it daily as her armour. The youngest of the Routledge siblings was pushing her elder brother - perhaps, more than she realised.

“Yeah, actually, you are. Until you turn eighteen because then you’re not my fucking problem anymore,” John B spat in response, his temper precariously reaching the level of which he could no longer control. The dark-haired boy shook his head in disapproval of his sanctimonious younger sister, deciding to remove himself from their sour argument before he uttered words which he would be unable to take back. He retreated back into the neutrality of the kitchen - allowing Sarah to calm his seething body like the dutiful girlfriend she was. She, on the other hand, curled her dainty legs beneath her slim body, nestling herself further into JJ’s side, tensely coiling her arms around his bulging biceps.

Half an hour had passed since they had allowed a comfortable silence to engulf them. She remained grasping onto the naturally acquired brawn of his upper arm as her somewhat blurred vision fixated on his meaty, bear-like hands. His ring-clad fingers were expertly filling the rolling paper with as much weed as it could sustain, before running his wet tongue along the edge fo the thin, flimsy paper and proceeding to shape his creation into the signature joint shape. Then, he began the process all over again.

She was the first one to surrender in their now suffocating silence - an involuntary sniffle filling the humid, salt-laced air. In one abrupt motion, she reached up to wipe away the rogue tear which had escaped the rigid confines of her waterline. Their lack of conversation had forced the girl to think about what her brother had said; the words of her only remaining family member anticipating the day when she no longer had to be associated with him tore through her mind like a twister. He had hurt her - in fact, he had hurt her a lot - and she didn’t know how to process the emotions. She had hoped that JJ hadn’t noticed, being reluctant to admit that her impeccable armour had been tainted so easily, however his quick, sapphire eyes had fell upon her almost instantly upon hearing her quiet, feeble whimper. As gently as he could manage, he nudged her resting head with his shoulder - reminding her that he was there.

“So, cider, huh?” he questioned following her continuing silence, attempting to lighten the heavy atmosphere that encompassed them. She responded with a mere nod - afraid that if she were to allow any words to surpass her peach lips that they would falter, and give away her disheartened mood. Placing one of his perfectly rolled masterpieces between his lips, JJ fiddled with his Zippo lighter, running his thumb against the clasp to produce a flame. He brought the flickering glint to the end of his joint, inhaling until he saw the welcomed glow of the ignited marijuana. “Nice taste, Squirt,” he curled his large fist loosely, encouraging her to follow suit, as the nickname she violently loathed rolled effortlessly off his tongue. She did, softly tapping her knuckles against his.

“Don’t encourage her,” the austere, stringent voice of John B travelled from the kitchen - overhearing his best friend’s praising words through the open window above the pair. Evidently, he was still infuriated.

“I hate him,” she proclaimed loudly, intending on her brother hearing; she yearned to hurt him the way he had hurt her. Lifting her head from the comfort of JJ’s shoulder, her dainty, jett-painted fingertips grasped the joint. She hesitated slightly before bringing the over-stuffed joint to her lips - inhaling deeply, allowing the weed-laced toxins to fill her lungs before eventually exhaling.

“No you don’t,” JJ responded. His voice was soft and tender, as he brushed the stray, unruly baby hairs from obstructing her fresh, make-up-less face. Taking back his beautifully crafted joint, he placed the tasteless paper between his lips - taking a long, deep drag himself. The roll-up settled between his fingertips as his concern-filled eyes remained on the girl beside him.

“Yes I do,” she protested, insistent on her earlier proclamation. She leaned her toned, athletic body forward ever so slightly in an attempt to retrieve the joint back from his possession - however, his reflexes were still in tact as he lifted his hand from her limited reach, denying her anymore of his special blend. She was infamous for not being able to handle her weed, and with the overly generous amount he had stuffed into his current smoke, JJ did not want to be responsible for any further trouble. She let out a dissatisfied huff before returning to the comfort of his side, her arms snaking themselves around his prominent muscles once again.

“Will you stay tonight?” her voice was small as her innocent-looking doe eyes peered upwards at the older blonde, “he’s going to be in disappointed Dad mode all night and I don’t want to hideout in my room until the morning. The boys are coming back from Casa Amor tonight on Love Island and I need to know if Callum picks Shaughna or one of the new girls.”

“So I have to stay just because you want to watch some shitty reality tv programme?” he clarified with a low chuckle. She nodded her head in a matter-of-fact manner, her red, puffy doe eyes still refusing to allow him to stand his ground. “If I must,” he obliged, “but you have to apologise for being a brat.”

“This is bribery,” her notorious, gloomy pout once again etched itself into the foundations of her sun-soaked features as she sulked at his response, “and I’m not a brat.”

“Off you go, Squirt,” JJ lightly patted his warm, calloused palm against the netted material that covered her legs - bringing the dwindling joint back up to his chapped lips.

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[sinbadly]

Non Magicians in Magnostadt : an analysis over the possibilities of an analogy.

I love Magi, it's probably my favorite piece of fiction of all times. But most importantly, I love analysing stuff. And for a while, I wondered what are the non Magicians of the Magnostadt kingdom supposed to represent ? And after thinking about it for a while, I think I finally got an answer so ... Strap in !!(Please do be aware that this text will talk in depth about discrimination, if this subject is triggering to you I'd advise you to stop here !)

For obvious reasons, the first thought I had was that the non Magicians were supposed to represent Jews. Magi is heavily based on both Judaism and Islamic ideas and having almost a whole population being put in a specific district can be easily linked to a real event event. But thinking about it, something felt heavily wrong. The people that were discriminated against clearly weren't supposed to be Jewish. No, everything pointed to the magicians being the ones that were Jewish instead. I'm not an expert when it comes to Jewish tradition and beliefs, but I did my research. Non Magicians are often called Goi by Mogamett. Goi is a Jewish term that is used to describe non Jewish people. And when you dug a little deeper, you can also see that Jewish people are supposed to be people closer to their god, like magicians would be since they are directly linked to the world's magic sources. I could also argue that Mogamett's does ressemble cliché representations of Jewish people, especially with the nose. Does that mean that the Jewish were represented as the oppressor and the other people as the oppressed ? I don't know. I wouldn't be able to decide if that's the case at all, especially since in other languages, Goi has been Translated to Kaffir, which is meant to describe the people who aren't Muslims. It's overall very confusing. But still, what I could see is that the people who were oppressed weren't meant to represent Jewish people. Obviously, I quickly took a look at the biggest oppressed groups there are in the world. So I thought about Sexism, Racism and LGBTphobia. Sexism didn't seem to be it at all. Women are shown to have high positions in Magnostadt's society. We see it with Myers who is a highly respected teacher or obviously Yamuraiha that is treated as one of the best Magicians ever. So it couldn't be it. Racism seemed ... Off. One of the points of Aladdin's fear of discrimination is that these people are all of the same when it comes to their appearance. It was the point of the new world that Ugo created, all creatures became the same race to avoid discrimination. And with all of that, we have Sphintus who's at the very least Arabic. As for homophobia I couldn't see a link at all. It's not like they weren't able to have children together, they did have kids. It's not that they were hated for something they love and that they could just hide it, they weren't able to do something and that's all. It couldn't be that either.   But then, it clicked. The main point of this discrimination was because people weren't abled to do something. They were disabled. It wasn't even a metaphor. They literally were disabled. And now, here comes the part with explanations and details to better understand this theory, coming with an introduction to the world disabled, because I do believe that it is interesting to have a clear difference with a disability and a handicap. A handicap means that you are facing a disadvantage due to a problem. For exemple, if you start a race with a 20 pounds chain on your  foot, you will be handicapped compared to others in the race. A disability means something you can't do. Therefore, depending on the context, someone that is handicapped can be or not be disabled. Let's say a part of a human population grows wings. If they keep evolving in our actual society they will be advantaged yes, but no one will be unable to do their normal tasks. However if the world starts to be built around these people with wings, creating places that only them can access by flying for exemple, everyone who doesn't have wings will be considered disabled. Because they're unable to do the same. Now with that exemple, replace wings with magic and you get exactly what Magnostadt's society is. It is exclusively built for people who are born magicians. Normal human beings cannot function in it properly. And what do you do when someone can't function properly ? You start discriminating them. Mogamett truly believed that the non magicians weren't as useful as other humans were, so he built a society for the to be put in a position of weakness. Some people can work on the surface, yes. But it's because they're rich or they have talent like artists or crafters. You can see disabled people working in an every day life, but most often people are surprised. As for the poor people ? Well they're put in their little spaces of life to rot. The people born in the 5th district pretty much never see the outside world and to be fair, disabled people don't either. They're meant to stay at home, because things aren't meant for us outside. From now on, I'm gonna talk about disability using my own experiences. It's probably gonna be a bit raw, but I think parallels will be easier to make. The thing that I thought the most about is the "you should be grateful" part. It's really interesting and is a very manipulative technique to make sure people are under your control. The people in the 5th district are given food and water and don't have to work. Most of them could probably work if they were given the opportunity to with the proper help to make the job accessible. But no, they're trapped in their place with no possibility to actually work for the society. They've been forced into this district because they were mistreated into poverty without the opportunity of getting out of it, and now that they're stuck in this situation, they're meant to be grateful. Because they're provided the food and sleep they need that they didn't have before when it's basic human rights. And the fact is, they've been in such an horrible situation before that they'd rather accept being treated like animals than being mistreated even more. And that's exactly what happens when handicapped people ask for financial help. We might get 1000$ a month if we're lucky, but it's still not enough. And people tell us that we're ungrateful because we want an actual liveable wage. We don't think that giving us absolutely nothing is a good either. We want to be treated as human beings. Yet we should still be oh so grateful because we're getting all of this without work. I could work if the world did a little effort. But it does. And it also comes back to the hymn beings statement. Because that's also a very interesting thing : they're not seen as human beings. Mogamett sees non magicians as animals. Different people as seen as different animals, for exemple Marga was a kitten to the man's eyes. But her being cute didn't mean he respected her. And it's not rare to see disabled people as less valuable. That was insanely obvious during the COVID-19 crisis. People kept talking about disabled people as a necessary sacrifice for other people's well being. Because to them, a human life is important. But a "lower" human life isn't as important as being able to get McDonald's. Non Magicians are more than likely to be killed if they are ill or can no longer provide enough magical ressources to the city. Since they were born into poverty and unable to get out of this place, they will most likely die at a rather young age or if they catch an illness. It's not their choice to die, the government literally kills them if they're not enough. There isn't much an equivalent in our modern society for the government killing people directly, however this method did remind me of some atrocious things that are currently done to disabled people in countries like Canada. When you're disabled, you have to pay for medication. A lot. And if you're poor, you're likely to go in dept very quickly. And for that, the government came with a solution : assisted suicide. You can either choose to die slowly and painfully, or the government can give you the medication to kill yourself. All of that because you can't pay your medication and therefore you're not useful enough to society anymore. Non Magicians in the 5th district aren't just seen as a source of magical income for the rest of society. They're seen as people you can utilise and milk of their energy until their death. And with all of these arguments, I believe that the whole Magnostadt arc's treatment of non Magicians was a direct reference of disabled people.

#magi #magi the labyrinth of magic #Magi the kingdom of magic #disability #Magnostadt

[ukrfeminism]

‘Can’t afford to hop on the bus’: Women to be ‘hit hardest’ by Universal Credit cut

Exclusive: ‘Anxiety levels have shot up. People are feeling really desperate,’ says campaigner

Cuts to Universal Credit will hit women hardest and lead to them losing billions of pounds from their annual incomes in total, figures show.

The government increased Universal Credit by £20 per week during the pandemic, to help families struggling in the wake of the economic fallout, but the uplift will be axed by October.

Some 5.9 million people in the UK are currently receiving Universal Credit – with women making up 54 per cent of those claiming the benefit payments as of August.

Exclusive data from a leading debt advice charity, seen by The Independent, shows a third of new people seeking help in July were on Universal Credit – with women making up around seven in 10 of them.

StepChange said just over six in 10 women who claim Universal Credit who accessed their debt advice service have a monthly income which is greater than their monthly expenditure.

But with the £20 uplift set to be scrapped, only three in 10 women who claim Universal Credit will be in a situation where their monthly income is higher than their monthly spending.

Carly Newman, who has been on Universal Credit for two-and-a half years, told The Independent she is anxious about the prospect of the uplift being axed.

The mother of one, who works at the Citizens Advice Bureau’s head office, added: “I didn’t even notice it as additional income. When they first gave it to us, it wasn’t a bonus.

“Universal Credit was never enough in the first place. But eyes were on Universal Credit because middle class people were suddenly claiming it.”

The single parent, who has a three-year-old son, explained she generally lives “pay day to pay day”. She said she has no time to take on extra work and would struggle to afford the childcare costs that doing additional hours would necessitate.

Single parents made up 22 per cent of those who sought help from StepChange last year – far higher than the proportion of lone parents in the wider population, with single parents accounting for six per cent of UK households.

Some 90 per cent of single parents are women – with women being six times more likely to be lone parents than men.

Ms Newman, who lives in southeast London, said: “My rent has gone up. My nursery fees are going up, fuel is going up in price. My energy bills are increasing. The reality is, how does someone in my position find a spare £80 a month?

“When I have to buy a winter coat, new clothes for my son, a big shop, I’ll probably just put it on my credit card, as it feels more secure than using the last bit of money before I get paid.

“Cuts to Universal Credit are an added burden, an added worry, added stress on top of everything else. What happens if I don’t find this money?”

Figures from Gingerbread, the single parent charity, show a quarter of calls to their helpline since April have been about Universal Credit. When the uplift is scrapped, 1.1 million eligible single parent families will be affected, losing a total of more than £1bn over the next year.

Six in 10 single-parent families will suffer the sudden cut to their incomes when the uplift is axed, and a quarter of all Universal Credit claimants are single parents.

Victoria Benson, chief executive of Gingerbread, told The Independent: “£20 a week doesn’t seem very much to most people but £86 a month to single parents is a lot. They haven’t been using it for luxuries. They’ve been using it to feed their children.”

Ms Benson, who is a single mother herself, said removing the uplift is equivalent to taking away money for a week or even two weeks’ groceries.

“People are going to have to go food banks, people will be worrying about turning on their heating, people won’t be able to afford new clothes or a winter coat,” she added. “A woman told me she can’t afford to pay for toddler classes and she can’t even afford to hop on the bus to the park.”

Ms Benson said it is particularly concerning that the cut to Universal Credit is coinciding with a rise in food and fuel prices as well as furlough coming to an end, adding that single parents have been disproportionately furloughed. It also clashes with the end of the government’s test and trace self-isolation grant and the self-employment income support scheme.

“It is a perfect storm,” said Ms Benson. “Anxiety levels have shot up. People are feeling really desperate. The thing they worry about most is looking after their children. Helpline staff have found it really hard. They’ve heard really harrowing stories.”

Campaigners told The Independent women outnumber men as Universal Credit recipients as they are more likely to be the main carers of children and other family members.

More women than men have claimed Universal Credit since June 2018 when the benefit was extended to include individuals who had been in receipt of the Child Tax Credit, generally claimed by women.

One woman from Lincoln, who did not wish to be named, said she fears she will struggle to afford food, bills, and everything she needs “on a daily basis to survive” after losing the £20 uplift each week.

She told The Independent: “I spoke to a Conservative MP this week, and asked, ‘What would you do if you lost six per cent of your earnings every month?”

The woman, who is involved with Young Women’s Trust, a charity which helps women on low or no pay, was posing the question to Will Quince, who was in a junior role in the Department for Work and Pensions.

She added: “The extra £20 has been such a lifeline. It helped us pay a little bit extra on our rent so we don’t fall behind. Once that money goes it will be quite a struggle. What are we going to have to go without?”

The woman, who has been on Universal Credit since 2018, said the prospect of having her income is “terrifying”.

“I can’t think about what it is going to be like,” she added. “It is affecting my sleeping. It is something I am thinking about all the time. It really is disheartening.”

The uplift had been scheduled to come to an end in March before chancellor Rishi Sunak bowed to pressure to extend it for a further six months. Campaigners, Labour politicians, and a growing number of Conservative MPs are now urging him to extend it again.

Citizen’s Advice estimates the cut could drive around 2.3 million people into debt.

The overall number of people claiming Universal Credit has almost doubled since the pandemic hit. Some 40 per cent of claimants are in work, with the benefit supplementing the money they receive from their employer.

Sue Anderson, of StepChange, said: “We already know there have been clear winners and losers from the pandemic, with single parents, who are also disproportionately female, being one of the groups hardest hit.”

Women are overrepresented in low-paid, precarious work with zero-hours contracts. Research by think tank Autonomy found some 98 per cent of workers who take home poverty wages in high-coronavirus exposure jobs are women.

A government spokesperson told The Independent the uplift to Universal Credit was “always temporary”. The representative for the Department of Work and Pensions added: “It was designed to help claimants through the economic shock and financial disruption of the toughest stages of the pandemic, and it has done so.”

The spokesperson said Universal Credit would keep delivering “vital support” for people in and out of employment.

But Steve Turner, assistant general secretary of Unite, said: “The chancellor is making a deliberate and cruel decision to punish the country’s working poor, pushing six million people, over a third of which are already in work, into poverty and debt overnight.

“Many of them have worked right through the pandemic – in social care, in the NHS and as refuse collectors – and they deserve so much better from this government than this assault on their already poverty-level incomes.”

[besanii]

Number 20 for the cute meet!!! ♡♡♡ ^///^ thank you!! I'm weak for your writing!! ♡♡♡

#20. You walk out of a dressing room asking if the outfit suits you, but it’s not your friend waiting outside the room like you thought.

“A-Xian,” Jiang Yanli calls through the door. “How are you going in there?”

Wei Wuxian stands inside the changeroom, staring at the three very similar-looking tuxedos hanging on the hooks in front of him and feeling more than a little overwhelmed. The last time he’d worn a tux was—actually, he doesn’t think he’s ever worn one before. He’s found the idea of them a little too formal and restrictive for his liking, but he certain can appreciate the aesthetic value of wearing a tuxedo. He does have eyes, after all.

He picks up the closest one, in a deep shade of purple that looks almost black, with detailing on the black lapels, and snorts.

“Shijie, why did you give me this purple one?” he complains. “If I wear this, I’ll look like a grape. Or a bruise. You should get Jiang Cheng to wear it. In fact, I bet Jin Zixuan would also pay good money to see Jiang Cheng in this.”

“If you don’t like it, then put it to one side,” Jiang Yanli sighs. “Please try something on in the next ten minutes? I want to see.”

“Yeah, I want to, but I don’t know which one,” he says.

“Just pick one and try it on please, A-Xian,” Jiang Yanli says. “Any one.”

He says. “Alrighty then.”

He puts the purple one aside and picks up the one in the middle. Classic black tux, the shop assistant had said when he’d handed it over. It certainly looks…black and…unpatterned. He sighs and starts changing.

There’s a knock on the door just as he’s fastening the very slim trousers, and he turns around to check out his ass in the mirror before he flings the door open with a flourish.

“Shijie, I’ve changed my mind about tuxedos,” he declares, twisting around to admire it some more. “You could probably squeeze juice from my ass in these—”

A distinctly masculine, non-Jiang Yanli voice coughs politely from somewhere above his head. Heat floods Wei Wuxian’s face; he turns around very, very slowly and comes face-to-face (or rather face-to-chest) with the most gorgeous man Wei Wuxian has ever seen. He takes a moment to admire the broad chest beneath the crisp white shirt with a small name tag with the name Lan Wangji written in elegant script over the shirt pocket and a tape measure hanging from his neck, before his eyes travel upward to the long hair in a loose braid over his shoulder, and finally settling on amber eyes staring at him from behind a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

“H-Hi,” Wei Wuxian breathes. “Hi. You’re—not my shijie.”

“No, Wei-xiansheng,” the gorgeous specimen of a man says. “Jiang-xiaojie asked me to bring you a choice of cummerbunds to suit the pieces she has selected.”

He holds out two identical black sashes draped over his arm. Wei Wuxian almost dies when he realises his sleeves have been rolled up to the elbows to expose his toned forearms; he can almost hear his soul fly out the window. Another polite cough jerks him out (hah) of his daze and he steps away quickly.

“Um—thank you,” he says, and scratches his head with a sheepish expression. “But I, ah…I actually don’t know anything about tuxes. So I wouldn’t know what to pick anyway.”

Lan Wangji nods. “Very well then, Wei-xiansheng. Then may I suggest that you choose this one to complement the piece you are wearing right now?”

He holds out one of the cummerbunds. Wei Wuxian takes it from him and eyes it gingerly. His confusion must be very evident on his face, because Lan Wangji looks like he’s holding back a sigh. Wei Wuxian flushes.

“I’m not sure how…” he trails off, embarrassed under Lan Wangji’s scrutiny. The man himself remains cool as a cucumber.

“Allow me to help you,” he says.

Yes, please, Wei Wuxian says to himself as he raises his arms to give Lan Wangji better access. He holds himself very still, almost stops breathing altogether, when he feels fingers brush over his waist. He really, really hopes Lan Wangji can’t hear his heartbeat with the way it’s pounding in his chest.

It’s over within a minute, but it’s the longest, most painful and glorious minute of Wei Wuxian’s entire existence.. He allows himself to be looked over by Lan Wangji’s discerning—and so far disappointingly professional—eye when he steps back. He’s sorely tempted to ask if Lan Wangji likes what he sees.

“The shirt will need to be taken in under the arms,” he says finally.

“Okay,” Wei Wuxian replies immediately. Lan Wangji raises his eyebrows.

“Shall I ask Jiang-xiaojie to come in first?” he asks.

Oh yeah. Jiang Yanli is probably still waiting for him. He nods dumbly. Lan Wangji turns on his heel and walks out the door, leaving Wei Wuxian staring after him wondering how on earth he’s going to survive the rest of the appointment.

// buy me a ko-fi //

#hey nonny nonny #asks #wangxian #mdzs #my writing #meet cute meme #once again i know nothing about tuxes #or tailoring #i just wanted wwx to be caught saying he has a juicy ass #i realised i'd forgotten to bring JYL back #but in my defence WWX was otherwise preoccupied

[stunt-lads]

Ecks.... ecks ecks ecks. Tell me about werewolf!richie and vampire!eddie sex. 👀👀👀

The first time it happens is a few weeks after the...incident. 

It’s not Eddie’s fault he can’t stop thinking about the way Richie said it. “You smell like you’re mine.” It wasn’t embarrassment lacing his tone that night. It was reverence. A vulnerability. Like it meant something intimate to Richie.

Eddie...doesn’t know a lot about werewolf hierarchy, he knows they have packs and that’s about it, but he knows he hasn’t stopped thinking about Richie more or less claiming him since that night. 

He needs to talk to someone, convince him not to fucking do what he’s thinking about doing. He approaches Stan. Stan’s level headed, will knock some sense into him. 

“So,” Stan says, after Eddie explains everything, even the...marking, “You came to me to ask for my blessing or?” 

Eddie groans, slamming his head down on the table and hearing the wood groan dangerously under him.

“No, I came here to have you convince me not to do this.” 

“Why the fuck would I do that?” And Stan sounds so affronted Eddie picks his head up and looks at him.

“Because he’s a werewolf?” Eddie says it slow, wondering how Stan doesn’t get it. 

“Eddie, in case you haven’t noticed, I don’t adhere to the rules of the Council.” Stan says like Eddie’s an idiot, and really, maybe he is, “If you want to fuck that werewolf who pissed on you then do it.” Eddie squawks indignantly at the piss comment, “We’re immortal creatures, we should be allowed to have fun. Fuck what the Council dictates for us.” 

Well. 

Stan’s no help. 

But he does make a valid point, so Eddie bites the bullet and decides to go for it. If Richie’s into it then sweet, maybe he’ll get dicked down, if not then he tried and he’ll go find a human to get mediocre sex from before feeding and getting drunk. 

Either way it sounds like a good night.

He finds Richie’s apartment easily enough, there’s a strong odor of wolf that has him wrinkling his nose a little, but it’s to be expected with three of them living in close proximity to each other. 

He knocks firmly, hoping they won’t make him wait too long. He feels overdressed in his deep navy suit and he’s already gotten several Looks from people on the street. 

Right now he’s getting eyed up by a human who’s eyes are full of a hunger Eddie’s never even seen on the nastiest vampire. 

His thoughts are interrupted by Richie answering the door. His hair is a disheveled mess and he’s in sweatpants and a stained tshirt. Still, when he sees him and registers who he is, he smiles broadly. 

“Eddie Spaghetti!” His smile falters when he sees the way Eddie is actively turned away from the street, keeping his body close to the doorway and in the shadows it casts. Almost immediately his eyes snap to the human who’s been staring at Eddie and go hard, steely, possessive. Eddie feels a shiver go down his spine. 

“Why don’t you come inside.” It’s not a request and Eddie’s legs go weak. But he obeys, walking in like he’s not about to collapse onto the floor from arousal at any second. 

Richie shoots a glare at the human across the street and closes the door hard behind them, but then he’s cheerful again, eager and excitable like he was before. Like when he first saw Eddie was there. 

He had a plan, was going to woo Richie a little, treat him to a nice dinner maybe, but those thoughts go out the window when he’s assaulted by his scent inside the apartment. Richie’s talking animatedly, showing Eddie the place and not once letting his smile falter. 

Eddie has retained nothing. It’s a buzz of noise in the background as he watches the way Richie gestures wildly with his hands. 

“Are your roommates home?” He blurts out and Richie pauses, actually freezes mid gesture.  “No. Bill had a book signing thing and I think Ben went out with—” He cuts him off with a kiss, wasting no time in pulling his face down to meet him and Richie is shocked enough that he freezes for a moment, eyes wide and confused before he snaps to attention and growls softly in his chest. A deep sound that has Eddie moaning in the kiss. 

It takes very little time to get to Richie’s room. 

Eddie loses his jacket and tie somewhere along the way, and when he’s pushed to the bed he hears tearing fabric and the soft sounds of button’s popping off and flying into the wall. He moans and shivers, body tense at the display of power. 

“Mine.” Richie growls, eyes glowing yellow with the threat of transformation, his wolf is as much into this as he is, staking claim over Eddie with bites and scratches. 

“Fuck, Richie, c’mon fuck me.” He tangles his fingers in Richie’s hair and pulls him close, purring into his ear, “Show me I’m yours.” 

It was a gamble but it pays off. Richie snarls, roughly turning him over onto all fours and Eddie rolls his eyes.  “Really? Doggy-style? A bit on the nose isn’t it?” He snarks out but Richie simply huffs against his back, ripping the material of his shirt from his body and exposing him to the cool air of the apartment and Richie’s hot breath against his back.

The preparation is probably a little less thorough than Eddie would’ve liked but he and Richie have been dancing around this for weeks and they’re both a bit desperate. So when he pulls out his fingers, Eddie’s pants only down around his thighs, giving Richie access without him removing them completely, and he feels his cock in their place he knows it’s gonna hurt. Richie is fucking big.

Eddie doesn’t know if it’s the wolf in him or just his natural dick but the stretch is a lot. 

When he bottoms out inside him Eddie breathes heavily, expecting Richie to set a hard pace immediately. He’s pleasantly surprised when he pauses, panting softly and pressing open mouthed kisses to his back and shoulders. 

Eddie’s completely enamored. 

“Alright, big guy,” Eddie says finally, body adjusted enough and impatience getting to him, “Fuck me up.” 

“Fuck, Eds I’m—The wolf—bites? Are bites okay?” Richie whimpers before he starts moving, Eddie can feel the tension in his body the way Richie is shaking and trying so hard not to give into his baser instincts. 

“Fuck, yes Richie, please just fucking move.” Eddie is not above begging, but he’d really rather not. Thankfully the answer seems enough for Richie and the pace he sets is fast and brutal. His hands grip Eddie’s hips tight enough that, were he human, they'd likely break a bone or crush his pelvis.

Eddie feels his nails elongate just a little as Richie fucks him, and Eddie moans, low and deep at the feeling of his nails digging into him. He doesn’t think Richie will fully transform for this but he’s filing it away as an idea for the future. 

The first bite is hesitant, a barely there press of teeth on skin where his shoulder meets his neck. Eddie would huff in frustration if he could, instead he snaps out a broken, “Bite me properly or don’t put your mouth on me.” where his voice shakes and cracks and it takes away from the heat of the sentiment. 

But Richie responds with a deep growl, a sound Eddie feels more than he hears and the next bite breaks skin. He can feel the tear of his flesh and his arms give out. He groans, body shaking as he’s pushed violently close to the edge of orgasm. Richie’s grip on his hips is the only thing keeping him up. 

“Richie,” His voice is broken already, he’d be embarrassed but he can’t feel anything but heat. He’s run cold since his turn but now he feels like he’s walking on the sun. Warmth is consuming him and he even feels sweat pooling in the small of his back as Richie pounds relentlessly into him. 

“Mine,” Richie growls again but it sounds so far from a voice that Eddie wonders, if he turned to look, whether Richie would be more wolf than human at this point. The thought sends a rush through him that intensifies when Richie shifts just enough that each push in has him grinding against Eddie’s prostate, making him see stars as his vision goes white at the edges. 

“Fuck, yeah, yours, shit,” He’s not...sure what he’s saying now but Richie seems to like it, his breathing is heavy against Eddie’s shoulder.

It’s not the first time Eddie’s come untouched, but it’s the first time in a long time. 

Eddie isn’t sure what finally pushes him over, but he thinks it might be the feel of Richie’s knot stretching and sinking into him over and over until it’s too big and all Richie can do is grind against him as he comes inside him. He thinks he maybe passes out for a moment because when he’s aware again Richie has them laying side by side, his cock still inside him as he kisses at the bite marks he’s left littering his back and shoulders. His fingers don’t feel as sharp now, as he rubs his thumbs gently along Eddie’s bruised hips. 

“So, that was something.” Eddie says, voice hoarse and Richie huffs a laugh. 

“Yeah.” He hums in agreement and then Richie shows a tenderness that has Eddie’s chest aching a little as he kisses at the nape of his neck. Eddie can do fucks. He can do sex so easily and readily. But the softness makes him wary, he’s afraid. Instead of thinking too hard about that he inhales deeply, unnecessary but a habit that’s been hard to break, and speaks lowly.

“How long are we...?” He gestures vaguely in the direction of Richie’s dick.

“Like...20 minutes? I could pull out now but,” He shifts his hips back and the pull of the knot makes Eddie moan, a needy sound that Richie pauses at before he clears his throat before continuing, voice a bit more strained, “But it’s not comfortable.”

Eddie pauses, like he’s considering it. Then he smirks a little to himself as he speaks, voice light.

“No, leave it in. It’ll make round two easier.” 

“Jesus Christ, Eddie.” Richie whines against his neck and Eddie laughs. 

#IM OFF THE RAILS AGAIN LADS #reddie #ask #ecks barks back #thelxckblog #not for minors #minors dni #IT #One Last Crimson Kiss #werewolf!richie #vampire!eddie

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Cryptocurrency - 1/11/21

The word Cryptocurrency provokes a multitude of reactions, opinions and questions depending on who you’re talking to, from “what on Earth is that?”; to “I don’t understand how something with no intrinsic value can be selling for 10s of thousands of pounds” to “How many SHIB do you own?”. It’s very rare a market erupts in the way the cryptocurrency market has done in the last few years, with some investors documenting thousands of % gains in just days – unthinkable to the traditional investor. 

 While the crypto market brings endless opportunities, some might describe it as the Wild West – these days anyone can develop their own cryptocurrency on networks such as the Binance Smart Chain. This has brought with it the rise of a number of pump and dump schemes, where a ‘token’ developer can create a cryptocurrency, market it with the use of ‘influencers’ on social media; claiming that it’s the next Bitcoin so people buy it a drive up the price, before ‘pulling the rug’ and selling their entire holding for a substantial profit and sending the coin’s value crashing. 

 This begs the question, where’s the regulation to protect investors? As the market becomes more and more mainstream, surely governments need to start implementing legislation with the help of regulatory bodies, such as the FCA? We already know that Central banks around the world are developing digital versions of their domestic currencies, i.e. the digital pound and digital USD. This could suggest that regulation around digital currency must also be round the corner. The question is, what does this look like and how does this impact the market? 

 It’s no secret, that despite having progressive, real-world applications such as providing payment services to people, perhaps in LEDCs, that don’t have access to bank accounts and financial services; Cryptocurrencies could be the payment method of choice for many conducting illicit activities due to the anonymity the method provides. In which case, if the market suddenly became heavily regulated, could the ‘bubble’ burst? Conversely, could regulation cement cryptocurrency’s place in global markets and therefore attract an influx of new investment from those that were perhaps sceptical before about its “lack of intrinsic value”. 

 My personal view is that Cryptocurrency and the big names associated with it such as Bitcoin and Ethereum are here to stay. I guess for me, the main question is how does it transition from a tool for investment to an actual mainstream form of currency? I think we’re a long way off. Imagine accepting payment in cryptocurrency knowing there’s a chance those funds could be worth 20% less the next day; the optimists among us could say “it could be worth 20% more…” but it’s still a huge risk. 

 With all of the above considered, Ocean Capital Exchange have taken the decision to dip our toe in so to speak and are now offering our clients the ability to buy and sell digital assets with the help of a licensed financial institution as opposed to unlicensed exchange, like Binance. Our customers can buy and sell digital assets using their Credit/debit card or by making a bank transfer, they’re benefiting from competitive pricing but they’re sound in the knowledge that they’re dealing with a licensed financial institution and won’t have the issues some people face when trying to pay to or withdraw from the likes of Binance – a number of banks are regularly blocking these transactions. 

 When buying digital currencies, you can’t exactly stuff them under your mattress, you need a ‘wallet’. There are plenty out there to choose from, but if you don’t already have one set up, you can follow the ‘don’t have one?’ link and get one set up; it’s a very straight forward process. We can currently support the following assets AAVE, ADA, BTC, CEL, DEP, DFT, DOGE, ENJ, ETH, GALA, HEDG, KCS, LINK, MATIC, RFUEL, SAND, SHIB, UNI, UOS and XRP and this list is always growing. 

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Cryptocurrencies are extremely volatile assets, always do your own research before buying! 

Have a great week ahead. Daniel Swaisland Director – Ocean Capital Exchange Ltd

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[ireallysawanangel]

FIRST FIC LINE CHALLENGE!

rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). see if there are any patterns. choose your favorite opening line and then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

thanks @tomlinbuns for tagging me! i always want to do these fic challenge things but i never get tagged afjdlsh so thank you!! i skipped the drabbles because i don’t really count those and i combined one of my series because it’s essentially a chaptered fic

1. Playing Games With You:  “Remember, this will be on the exam next month so I hope you were paying attention,” the professor yelled over the sound of the students packing away their books

2. Couldn’t Dream This Up: There were fingerprints all over the glass.

3. You Keep Me Warm: The grip on his hand slipped as they moved their way through throngs of people.

4. Found My Hallelujah: It's fucking hot.

5. Through the Warning Signs: Cheap beer was sloshing around at the bottom of his empty stomach.

6. All in ‘Cause of You: His palms were sweaty.

7. Surrender My Everything: “British Airways flight 268 with access to London Heathrow has been moved to gate 155.”

8. Into This Mess: The pounding in his head is incessant.

9. Chased the High: One thing he still isn’t used to is the heat.

10. Beat the Odds Together: It was raining.

11. Keep on Turning Me: The lift is broken.

12. Now Draw Me Close: This just may be the worst night of Louis’ life.

13. Back to Seventeen: It’s six thirty in the morning, and Harry does not want to get out of bed.

14. My Saddle’s Waiting: The lighting is all wrong.

15. Before We Evaporate: The lights are the hardest thing to get used to.

16. Play it Back and Press Rewind: His phone starts ringing as soon as he steps through the door of his flat.

17. Take Me Higher Than I’ve Ever Been: Harry is running late.

18. I’m so Lucky That It’s You: Louis’ eyes move beneath his closed eyelids.

19. Like a Wave Gonna Come Tsunami: He feels the adrenaline pumping through his veins as he's ushered down the crowded corridor.

20. Cause I Love You More Than You Think I Do: “Why do I have to get all dressed up?” Louis groans.

i’m not a big fan of starting with dialogue or names and apparently i like short straight to the point sentences hgsdasf my fave is probably Now Draw Me Close because i feel like it’s the most attention grabbing. i don’t have anyone to tag but thanks again to han for taggin me!

#this was fun! #tagged things

[fandomoneshots-imagines]

Watch (Tony Stark x Reader)

Summary: Tony likes to watch moments around him.

Warnings: voyeurism, exhibitionism, smut, cussing

Part three of the kink series! I got Tony done before Thor but hopefully later tonight I can get Thor posted!

Part One (Steve), Part Two (Natasha)

Tony liked to watch. He loved it in fact. The two of us have been together for five years and I learned after the first few months of dating how much he loved watching. He saw how men were flirting with me one night when we were all at a club celebrating Sam’s birthday. I would ignore the flirting at first but then Tony said he liked watching them flirt because I would still be coming back with him and didn’t mind if I flirted back. 

So I did. I would flirt back, dance, and occasionally kiss the men who flirted with me on nights out. I could feel Tony’s eyes on me the entire time. I loved having his eyes on me. 

Our relationship wasn’t a conventional relationship. For starters, he was 20 years my senior, working as a research scientist for Dr Banner. Secondly, about a week after he told me he liked watching me flirt with other guys, he told me he wanted to watch someone fuck me. Only stipulation? It could only be with someone he trusted and knew. One of the other Avengers. 

I instantly knew who I wanted that person to be. I did my best to hide my smirk.

“A very tiny, minuscule, like .00001% part of me has a feeling I’m going to regret this. But the larger part of me is very excited.” He chuckled and shook his head.

I didn’t tell him who I chose. But I did talk to the man the next morning, “So, it’s not a secret that Tony likes watching me flirt with other men.” I sat with the man.

“Right,” he leaned forward, elbows on knees.

“He wants to watch someone fuck me.” I grinned, “Only he wants it to be someone he knows and trusts. So obviously someone from the team.” 

The man before me looked surprised for a second before leaning back, a smirk growing on his face, “And he let you decide but you’re not telling him. And the only way you’d tell me is because you want to have Tony watch me fuck you. Right?” 

“Exactly,” I matched his smirk, “You in?”

“I get to fuck you? And probably piss off Tony in the process? Fuck yes I’m in.” He laughed.

“Good. Come over later tonight.” I stood up and winked. “Can’t wait.”

Tony was due to come back from a meeting any minute now. Our guest of the evening was already here, waiting in the bedroom, “Lucy, I’m home!” Tony yelled as he walked through the door in a horrible Ricky Ricardo accent. 

“In the kitchen!” I yelled. I was pouring the both of us a drink as he walked in, “How was your day?” I asked, handing him a highball glass of his favorite bourbon. 

“It was agonizingly slow and dull.” He groaned, taking a drink.

“Well, it’s about to get a little bit more fun.” I smirked and wrapped my arms around his neck. His arms instantly wrapped around my waist, pulling my body closer to his.

“Oh yeah?” He smirked,brushing his lips against mine, “Why is that?”

“We have a guest waiting for us.” I smirked, moving my hands to his hair. Tony’s eyes grew wide.

“Holy fuck, seriously?” From how close are body’s were I could feel Tony’s cock slowly start to harden.

“Mmhmm,” I hummed, leaning up brushing my lips up Tony’s neck before gently biting his earlobe, “And he’s very excited about this.”

He let out a groan and I took his hand leading him to our bedroom. I knew Tony was trying to guess who it was going to be. I paused right outside the door and turned to Tony, “Now, before I open this door, do you have any rules for either of us? He can hear you, obviously.”

“No rules, he just has to remember that you’re still mine after tonight.” Tony said and I gave him a hard kiss.

“All yours,” I smiled then turned back and slowly opened the door, biting my lip as I entered the room. 

“Dammit, somehow I knew it would be him.” Tony whined, taking notice of our guest.

Bucky Barnes sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard, in nothing but his boxer briefs, his signature smirk etched on his face. I walked Tony over to the chair I usually sat in while reading before bed. I gently pushed him down in the chair before moving to stand between the bed and the chair. I slowly pulled my shirt over my head then undid my jeans. I turned around for both men, leaning over as I pushed them down.

I grinned to myself as I heard identical intakes of breaths. I stood back up and turned back to face the two men, who both had noticeable bulges. I could feel their eyes studying my body. I was wearing black lace lingerie, “Bucky, can you come help me take this off?” I asked but kept my eyes on Tony. I heard the bed creak and a second later felt one rough hand and one cool hand slowly moving up my hips.

My back was pressed against Bucky’s front and I felt soft lips on my shoulder as he moved his hands up, his fingers brushed the underside of my breasts. He leaned back slightly and unclasped the bra and let it fall down my arms. His hands came up and cupped my breasts, rolling the nipple that was in the left hand between his cool fingers, “How do his hands feel baby?” Tony asked, palming his cock.

My head dropped back against Bucky’s shoulder, giving him more access to my neck, “They feel so good Tony. I want to feel his fingers inside of me.” I moaned, reaching back to tug at the man’s hair. 

“You heard the girl Barnes.” Tony said. Bucky smirked against my neck and he slowly moved his hands down my body, kissing down my body as he went. He hooked two fingers in the lace pulling it down my thighs then stood back up and led me to the bed. Soft lips brushed against mine before Bucky sat down and turned me to face Tony. I was pulled into his lap with my legs spread open, his hard cock pressed against my ass.

The cool left hand played with my nipples while his right hand travelled up my thigh. I gasped as I felt his rough fingers made contact with my clit then move from my slit back up to my clit, “Is this for me baby? Are you this wet for me?”

“All for you Bucky. Please, I need your fingers.” I moaned softly, grinding my hips down on his cock, causing him to groan. The hand that was paying attention to my nipples moved to my hips, holding me still.

“Don’t move.” He gently bit my neck before slowly pushing his fingers deep into my pussy, making my head fall back on his shoulder once again. His fingers were thicker than Tony’s. “Fuck, your pussy is so thight. Does your old man not fuck you good enough?” 

I could practically hear the growl rising in Tony’s chest and smirked, “Every time we fuck I imagine it’s someone else.” I moaned as Bucky’s fingers slowly pumped in and out of my cunt, “I imagine it’s Steve, Thor, Sam, you..all just to make myself cum.” All three of us knew I was lying, that I was saying those words to mess with Tony.

“Ever imagine more than one of us?” Bucky nipped at my neck, making me whimper. His fingers slowly beginning to speed up.

“You, Sam, and Steve,” I whined as his fingers curled inside of him, hitting my g-spot. I had actually dreamed that once, before Tony and I got together. I peeled my eyes open watching Tony fist his cock, his jaw clenched tight. I had told Tony of this dream during a drunken game of 20 questions while we were in lock down in the lab one evening from a mishap involving several different chemicals. It wasn’t long after that when Tony made the first move.

“All three of us huh?” Bucky smirked against my neck, “Maybe your old man would like to watch that. What do you say Stark? You watch as the three of us take your girl?”

His words made my pussy clench around his fingers. I made eye contact with Tony who held a lazy grin on his face. I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth, aching to know his answer, “We’ll see.” Tony answered and Bucky’s fingers pounded deep into my pussy.

“I want you to cum on my fingers Y/N. I want you to cum thinking about the three of us using your holes. Steve fucking your ass, Sam fucking this tight cunt, and me fucking your throat.” My jaw dropped at the thought and my eyes rolled back as his fingers moved against my g-spot. 

“Fuuuccckkkk,” I moaned loudly, my walls clenched tight around the fingers, cumming so hard my legs began to shake. 

“Good girl,” Bucky cupped my cheek, turning my face up, and kissed me hard. I groaned against his lips and grabbed a fist full of hair before I was carefully pushed off his lap and guided down on my knees. 

“You’re doing so good Y/N.” Tony praised from his corner, “Show him how good your mouth his now baby.”

I looked up at Bucky between my eyelashes and smirked up at him, pulling down the briefs and making his cock spring free. I internally groaned at the gorgeous sight and wrapped my hand around him pumping his cock slowly before sucking his heavy balls into my mouth. The metal hand instantly flew to my hand and grabbed a fist full of hair. Bucky wasn’t as thick as Tony, although he was still quite thick,  but he was longer.

I released his balls from my mouth and sat up on my knees a little more, licking up the pre-cum from his slit then dropped my mouth all the way down his length burying my nose in his short pubic hair.

“Holy fuck!” Bucky swore and dropped back down on the bed, his hand leaving my hair.

“She doesn’t have a gag reflex.” I could hear the smirk in Tony’s voice. I slowly brought my mouth up, pressing my tongue along the underside of his cock as I came back up. I looked up at Bucky again, noticing now he was sitting up on his elbows. Once I made it to the head of his cock, I let drool run down his length, then brought my hand back up to pump his cock in a corkscrew motion.

His bottom lip was sucked between his teeth and his eyes were rolled back in his head. I dropped my mouth all the way down once more, holding myself there while I fondled his balls in my hand, “Holy fucking shit. If you do that again I’m gonna cum Y/N.” Bucky warned. I slowly brought my mouth off of his cock, moving my tongue around it as I came back up. “Tony I swear if you don’t want us to do the foursome at least let us use her perfect little mouth.” He begged making Tony chuckle. 

“Oh I’ll probably let you do both.” Tony shrugged, with his hand very slowly moving along his cock. “Now I want you to use her pussy. But she doesn’t like missionary.”

Bucky pushed me gently to the bed and quirked an eyebrow up at me. I gave him a little shrug, “It’s a little boring to me.” Bucky pulled me to the edge of the bed and lifted a leg over his shoulder. He gripped his cock rubbing it along my slit and teasing my clit, “Please fuck me already Bucky.” I whined, wiggling my hips closer to him. He held onto leg and thrusted hard into me, making my back arch back.

“Fuck, your cunt is so tight baby.” Bucky groaned, pounding his hips against mine. His cock hit my cervix wall, giving me a pleasurable pain. 

“How does his cock feel baby?” Tony asked, panting just a little bit. I looked over and his fist was pumping his cock harder.

“It feels so good Tony.” I moaned, moving my hips against Bucky’s. He pulled out and flipped me over on my stomach, lifting my hips up, and roughly pounding his hips against mine. My fists bunched up the sheets in my hands and a small scream went past my lips as a cool hand landed on my ass then squeezed it tightly.

“Fuck your ass is perfect.” He groaned, squeezing both cheeks in his hands, slamming his hips against mine.

“Bucky, I’m so close.” I whined pushing my ass back against him more. He lifted me up by my arms and walked me, still inside me, over to where we were standing right in front of Tony. He pushed me down into Tony’s lap. I took Tony’s cock in my hand and Bucky continued his abuse on my pussy.

“Put that pretty mouth around his cock. Let him cum in your mouth.” Bucy grunted, thrusting deeper in my pussy. I wrapped my lips around Tony’s cock pushing my head all the way down. Tony let out a loud moan and held onto my head thrusting his hips up. Bucky’s hips started stuttering against mine and I knew he was getting close. The walls of my pussy clenched tight around his cock and I brought my hand down rubbing my clit roughly.

“Cum on Bucky’s cock baby girl. Cum for us.” Tony groaned, releasing thick ropes of cum down my throat. I kept my mouth around Tony’s cock, swallowing all he had to give, and came hard around Bucky’s cock, which set off his own orgasm. He held himself deep inside my pussy as his cock twitched inside of me. 

“Holy shit,” Bucky groaned, slowly pulling out watching his cum drip out of me. I pulled myself off of Tony’s cock and straightened up.

“You’re free to go Barnes. I’ve got to clean my girl up.” Tony stood up, putting his cock back in his pants. The other man just nodded and quickly got dressed again as Tony carried me into our bathroom. He sat me on the counter while he started a bath and got undressed himself. Once the water was high enough he lowered me down and lowered himself behind me.

He slowly washed my body and I relaxed into his arms, “So about the foursome?” I grinned up at him.

“You’re insatiable, woman.”

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[r0ttenlustt]

In The Bathroom [NSFW]

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Daddy!Wanda, strapon, she packs

Wanda adds an extra member to your lunch date with Tony and Pepper.

“Wanda! Are you almost ready?” you yell out from the kitchen. Wanda’s been getting ready for more than 40 minutes and you start to get a little impatient because you’re hungry and you need to eat now.

“Yea just one minute” she yells back from the bedroom. Wanda stands there fully clothed, she wears a tight grey t-shirt that’s tucked into black jeans, but she’s holding her strapon in one hand, wondering if she should wear this under her underwear today. She smirks at the thought so she slides her jeans and underwear down so she can harness the cock around her legs. She tucks it in and buckles her jeans back on. She looks in the mirror and there’s a slight bulge between her legs. Satisfied, she steps out the bedroom and walks over to you in the kitchen.

“Ready”

“Finally!” you dramatically exhale and turn around to face Wanda. You don’t notice the extra appendage and Wanda smiles innocently at you.

“Let’s go, Tony and Pepper are already waiting” you grab her hand and pull her towards the door. You have no clue about Wanda’s antics and she’s excited to see your reaction when you do realize she’s packing.

It takes you both 20 minutes to arrive at the restaurant, Tony and Pepper already seated at the table.

“Sorry we’re a little late guys” you apologize and Pepper waves her hands dismissively.

“Don’t worry, you’re fine” she smiles to both of you as you place yourself in front of her, Wanda sits in front of Tony who throws a napkin at her, giggling like a child.

A smile tugs on Wanda’s lips and she grabs the napkin and throws it back. “We waited here for hours, what took you so long? practicing witch craft?” he says jokingly. You roll your eyes and Wanda chuckles “Yea, wanna be our next sacrifice?” she jokes back.

The four of you conversate, food nestling in all of your stomachs and you catch up on life updates. Tony is in the middle of telling a story of an exposition he presented when you leaned into Wanda. Your forearm resting against her thigh.

You move slightly which causes you to brush against the bludge that sits on Wanda’s middle. You tense, the realization of Wanda packing causes waves of arousal to pool between your legs.

Wanda notices but doesn’t take her eyes off of Tony as he speaks. She smirks slightly but does nothing, she just sits there, ignoring your awareness.

You decide to be brave and move your hand to grab at her bulge. No one will notice what you’re doing since your hand is under the table. You start rubbing which causes pressure onto Wanda’s clit.

She intakes a harsh breath at the sensation and grips the back of your chair hard enough to turn her knuckles white. You nod and smile at Tony’s words but you hardly pay attention, your focal point on Wanda.

You put down more pressure which causes a jolt of satisfaction on her clit and Wanda’s hips buck slightly. She coughs to hide the moan that attempted to come out of her mouth. Pepper notices Wanda’s strange behavior, “You okay there Wanda?” she ask concerned, the mother instincts jumping out. All the attention is on her and you look at her, pure innocence on your facial expression.

“Y-Yea i’m fine just feeling a little under the weather” she grits out, forcing a smile. They both thankfully believe her and you stop your movement on the strap, deciding that if she wanted something she’ll just have to take it.

The conversations keeps flowing but Wanda’s know incredibly wet and she knows you are to. She gently swipes her finger, small red energy swirls around it and she pushes it inside your mind.

Your mind starts flooding with images of Wanda pounding into you, everyone in the restaurant watching as she takes you from behind.

You squeeze your thighs together but Wanda forces them still with her magic. You bite your lip to stop the moan that almost slips out and she smirks at her accomplishment of teasing you.

Tony and Pepper are notified that they have to go, work stuff, and they say there goodbyes and you watch them leave. You wip your head to look at Wanda and she wears the biggest smirk, you can’t lie that her cockiness turns you on.

“What the hell Wanda” you harshly whisper so no one else will hear.

“What? something bothering you, princess?” she questions, her tone modest but yet she wears the same smug expression.

You scoff opening your mouth to argue but Wanda leans in before you can say anything. Her breath hot in your ear and it causes goosebumps to form down your neck, she nibbles on your lobe which forces a small whimper from you and you quickly forget what you were about to say. “Watch your words, little girl, don’t want to make me even more frustrated than I am” she warns. The dominating tone of her voice mixed with the chance of someone spying in causes your panties to cling to your soaked cunt.

“Wanda” you breathed out, your eyes flutter close as she trails delicate kisses along your neck

“Mmm” she hums. She bites down on your skin, not hard enough to hurt but it still makes you gasp.

She grabs your wrist and trails your hand back on her bulge. “Cmon, go ahead and rub Daddy” you start groping her again and she growls in your ear when you put down pressure.

“God how I’d love to take you right here, bend you over this table and completely ravish you in front of everyone” she purrs in your ear and you whimper at her words. “You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

“Fuck yes, I want you to show everyone that I belong to you, show everyone the desperate slut I am for you and only you, Daddy”

A gruttle moan escapes Wanda’s mouth and she abruptly stands up. She grabs your wrist and drags you to the restroom.

It’s a single bathroom and you thank the gods for it.

Once you are both in she slams you against the door immediately returning to her attack on your neck. You reach to grasp at her hair and tug at the soft orange locks which earns you a faint growl. Wanda’s hands move to your bottom and she squeezes both cheeks, pulling you closer into her body.

She flips you over so that your stomach and face are pushed into the wall, your hands planted next to your head.

She pushes herself deeper into you, her bulge strains against your ass and you moan, arching into her.

“You and this fucking skirt, such a tease”. She lifts your skirt up and you gasp when she swiftly brings her hand down.

“Me? You’re the one who’s teasing” you state and Wanda just presses you deeper into the wall if that’s even possible.

She runs her hand down your ass and rubs at your clothed heat. “F-Fuck Wanda” you moan, spreading your legs so she has more access.

She pushes your panties to the side and runs her finger through your folds. “Mmm, so nice and wet for me” she whispers. You try to move your hips back for more friction but Wanda’s hand clutches your waist, keeping you still. She tsks at your neediness and removes her finger.

“Please, Please Daddy I need you to fuck me” you whine out, hoping she’ll give in.

“I don’t know, I like having you all wet and needy, maybe I should just keep you like this for the rest of the day”

You merely groan, the thought of being left like this makes you frustrated.

“No, please, i’ll be a good girl just please, I need you in me Daddy, please” you beg.

“Yeah? you’ll be good?” she goes to unbuckle her jeans and you nod rapidly.

She tugs her jeans down, as well as her briefs, to reach her thighs. You feel the fake cock slap against her right ass cheek and you mewl in desperatation.

Wanda once again pushes your panties to the side with one hand and the other goes to grip the base of the cock. She runs the tip against your entrance before she pushes in to you. A long moan escapes your mouth as she bottoms out, she stays still for a while before she reaches your hands and forces them to cross behind your back. She than takes her other hand and firmly clutches a handful of your hair and tugs so that your head reaches back, your tits press into the wall and your nipples hard against your bra.

Wanda starts to move her hips at a gradual pace. Your ear is next to her mouth and you can hear each breath and grunt she makes.

Her thrusts become more vigorous, the sound of skin slapping together bounces off the walls and you try to keep quite but Wanda’s hitting your g-spot so heavenly you can’t help but make pornographic moans.

“That’s it, you’re taking my cock so good, pretty girl” she grunts. You can hear the wetness of your own cunt and the sound drives Wanda insane. She starts pounding into you harder, your moans encouraging her.

Her hand leaves your hair and goes to to slip inside your panties. She rubs your clit and you almost close your thighs from the added sensation but the warning of a growl from the redhead behind you stops you.

A sudden knock reaches your ears and you both cease your actions, you look back at Wanda who’s eyes shine a crimson red for a split second as she reads whoever is outside the door. You give her a worried look, afraid that someone might had heard you.

“I-It’s occupied” your voice cracks as Wanda moves inside you.

“Sorry” the person responds and you release a sigh of relief, a loud moan follows as Wanda gives a rushed thrust.

“Shhh, you gotta keep quite, naughty girl, we could have gotten caught”

Wanda’s hand wraps itself around your mouth. If this isn’t heaven then you don’t know what is.

“You would have loved getting caught, someone walking in on me ruining you, you think they could hear how messy your cunt is?”

She’s rutting and her words come out in a thick sokovian accent.

Your moans are muffled and your eyes roll back to your head as she gets in a ruthless pace. It doesn’t take long before you feel the familiar ball of heat expanding in your belly. Your legs shake and your back starts to strain at the angle.

“You gonna cum, slut?” Wanda ask, her hand tightening around your mouth as your moans become louder.

You moan in agreement and Wanda doesn’t stop her pace. “Go ahead pretty girl, cum on my cock”

You don’t need more before you wither and your juices spill on Wanda’s cock. You clench around her, she slows her pace as you come undone.

Your body pulsates as you calm down. Wanda releases her hands that hold your hands together and instead wraps them around your body. She lets her head fall onto your shoulder.

You both stay there for a minute before she goes to slip out of you. You turn around to face her and you pull her into a passionate, tired kiss. She’s holding onto your hips deepening the kiss. You break away and look down at the glistening cock.

“You made such a mess, princess” Wanda chuckles as she to stares down to.

You hum and drop to your knees, looking up at Wanda as she stares at your every movement. You take the cock into your mouth, slurping it clean before it pops out of your mouth. “There, nice and clean” you smirk up at Wanda, licking your lips of any residue.

She huffs and glides her thumb across your lips. “You look so pretty on your knees” she mindlessly observes.

You feel another wave of arousal pool in between your legs at the admiration in her eyes.

“Cmon” she delicately tugs you up. She tucks her strap back in and you pull your skirt down, moving to the mirror to make yourself look presentable.

Once you’re both done you go to leave and when you walk out there’s a lady waiting right outside the door. You duck down and Wanda just smiles apologetically at her. She grabs your hand you both walk out the restaurant and make it to your car. You get in the passenger seat and sigh as you stretch your back to crack some release.

Wanda smirks and places her hand on your thigh as she starts driving. “Just wait till we get home, baby, you won’t be able to walk or move for awhile”

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[trainthief]

hello james hope you’re staying safe and healthy!! i’m moving to colorado next year (got my dream job :’)) and i’m really excited to spend a lot of time outdoors!! i’ve skied and snowshoed a ton, but i’m hoping to expand my repertoire. what resources/tips do you recommend for a beginner hoping to safely enjoy the rocky mountains?

First of all, congraturitos on the dream job! Very happy to hear some good news is happening to someone. Second of all, I’m happy to help, let me make you a list of suggestions: 

It sounds like you’ve got a solid amount of outdoors knowledge already, but if you’re not from the American West I would very much prepare yourself for a completely different experience. Colorado is a bit more tame than many of the states that surround it, but the intermountain west is where most of the public lands are, as you can see above. What this means is that your access to trails isn’t just limited to groomed out-and-back walks to a single viewpoint located on a contained plot of government-maintained land, although we do have those out here. Additionally, though, there’s tens of thousands of acres of unmaintained actual wilderness that you are allowed access to.  You should be aware of the risks you assume any time you step into the backcountry, because these are the last truly wild places left in North America, and at any given point you can assume you’re an entire mountain or two removed from the closest person who could offer help. But if you ask me it’s so much more thrilling to go out into the unknown where you’re not likely to see a single sign of human activity, and the views out there are so much better. 

Building off of that, you should familiarize yourself with the dangers of the area. Colorado has elk, moose, deer, a few bison, and plenty other of the more charismatic megafauna everyone wants to spot. They don’t have grizzlies, lucky for you, except the few that occasionally wander over the borders. But they do have black bears, cougars, and a wolf population that’s starting to re-establish itself. Of the ungulates above, I wouldn’t be too deeply afraid of any of them except bison. A bull moose or elk during rutting season might get pissed off by your proximity and charge you if you’re not careful, but at worst it will give you a good beating that you’ll still be able to walk away from. Bison are unpredictable and much more dangerous, but as I understand it Colorado has very very few in the wild, and coming across one by accident is extremely unlikely. As for the predators, a quick overview is that for grizzlies you’ll want to hit them with bear spray before dropping and covering your head and neck, for black bears you’re going to want to stand your ground and make it clear you’ll give them a tough time if they try to mess with you. Cougars I hardly feel like it’s worth worrying about, because they’re so secretive it’s tough to figure out where they are, and if one is in your vicinity you’re very likely not to know. But if one is stalking you and you manage to catch it, make yourself big, speak calmly but firmly, don’t retreat, let it leave the area and then go the opposite direction. For wolves, do the same but do retreat, as they don’t tend to get aggressive with humans and are likely acting territorial if they do. Never turn your back on any prey animal. Research these ideas in more depth, because I’ve really only given the basics here. Keep an eye out for tracks and scat and any other signs that an animal might have been around recently. I don’t tell you any of this to scare you off, and in fact one of my favorite pastimes is going off trail in search of some of these guys. But there are real dangers out there, and it’s been my experience that people who move west for better access to nature will often refuse to believe that they really are heading out into completely unmaintained territory, with all the dangers that come with it, and they tend to pay for that lack of respect sooner or later. At the end of the day, going into the backcountry means you’re going to have some close calls of some sort or another, and there’s no amount of learning about a situation that will make you fully equipped to handle it in real life. Things never go exactly the way they’re supposed to, I know a guy who fought off a grizzly with a trekking pole somehow, and while I personally have never gotten lost enough that search and rescue had to come after me I’ve got plenty of friends who have. Stuff happens, but having a baseline of knowledge you can rely on when it does means that you’re much more likely to live long enough to head back out into the wilderness again.

In addition to wildlife concerns, you should also stay aware of the natural dangers of the area. Download an avalanche tracking app and stay smart about what places you choose to venture into. Learn how to respond to avalanches as well, and consider dropping money on an avalanche beacon. I don’t have one, because they’re expensive, but that means if I ever get caught in an avalanche I’m pretty much toast. 

Try to make some friends who want to be outdoors, and have them show you the ropes of the area. It’s not recommended you ever hike alone, because it’s much more dangerous for a variety of reasons, but I have to admit I do most of my outdoor activities - including hiking and even backpacking - solo. The solitude and silence is part of the overall experience for me, as it might be for you. If that’s the case, be extra knowledgable, bring a backpack with emergency items, make noise along the trail so you don’t startle any wildlife (I will usually sing or whistle, anything to let animals know theres something distinctly human in the area), and always tell someone where you’re going. I’ve got more tips for solo hiking somewhere on my blog, so I won’t go on about it any more. 

If you’re looking for other excuses to get outdoors, you’re very likely to find some bouldering fanatics in Colorado, so that will be an option. This time of year the deer, moose, and elk are all shedding their antlers, so antler shed hunting is also one of my favorite activities. Here in Utah you need a license to go during the prime season, but I don’t know the restrictions in Colorado. There’s also mushroom hunting a bit later into the year, which is fun, as well as the more basic stuff like fishing, backcountry skiing, resort skiing, ATVing and snowmobiling, etc etc etc. Any excuse to get outdoors is always a good one. 

If it happens that where you’re moving is Denver, I should warn you that - while the coffee culture there is awesome - it’s significantly further from nature than even most people who live there think. You’re likely to be an hour’s drive away from the mountains, which isn’t insurmountable, and it’s very possible I’m spoiled by the fact that I live right in the middle of a mountain range and have the wilderness in my backyard…. But even so, make sure you commit yourself to getting outside, because working up the effort to get out the front door can sometimes be a lot, even for me. You should definitely try to avoid turning into the Denver stereotype the rest of the intermountain west likes to make fun of, because so many people there like to buy the latest Cotopaxi jacket and wear it to a million dollar cabin in the mountains that they rent on AirBnB, where they will never actually end up going outside. 

More basic pieces of advice: buy crampons, hike early in the morning or late in the afternoon to see more animals, wash your glasses with soap before you head out to keep them from fogging, the best trail mix is the cheap bulk stuff and not the fancy REI stuff you get for $15 a pound, the best hot chocolate for backpacking is and always will be Swiss miss, download the alltrails app and check it frequently to see if there’s anything to worry about on your favorite trails, always carry a knife with you because a knife is 20 tools in one, buy bear spray

Have fun out there!

#long post sorry guys