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Like yes I'm listen to Gregorian chants dont play with me rn

'you still listen to music from 10 years ago 🤨?' bitch if prehistoric humans had audio recording technology id be sat up here listening to grog and unga bunga's greatest hits don't play with me

You know what I love the most about fandom? We all get to depict and do all type of versions of the same character.

We ALL can do what we want.

Do you know what would be even better? If we all could be nice and respectful about that.

James: Regulus’ lip balm tastes so good. Like vanilla.

Sirius: YOU GUYS KISSED?!

Regulus: No.

Regulus: James just ate my lip balm.

Regulus Headcanon:

He knows a bunch of languages, it was something he was interested in and he actually learned them unlike Sirius. Pandora is Greek and sometimes she will ramble in Greek and Regulus matches her. Remus speaks Dutch and more often then not uses it for cursing but Regulus call him out every time. Lily learned German and gets really frustrated when Regulus knows it too. Hogwarts may have people from all over but generally Regulus can understand basically anyone it’s his biggest flex.

But he doesn’t know Hindi and of course that is the language James speaks. And Regulus doesn’t understand him. It drives him crazy. But James loves speaking Hindi to Regulus because he knows that Regulus doesn’t understand him.

James: Do you really hate Sirius?

Regulus: Yes.

James: So you're telling me you wouldn't save his life? What if he needed a kidney?

Regulus: James, he's my brother. Of course I'd give him my kidney. Just not my respect.

Something genocide enjoyers don't get is that I will never support their genocide because it's a genocide. It's also something a lot of people who try to UwUify genocide victims don't get.

I don't care if the majority of Palestine is horribly bigoted.

I don't care if the majority of Palestine supports far right extremists like hamas.

I don't care if Palestine struck first.

This genocide isn't wrong because it hurts a culture I like, this genocide is wrong on the basis of it being a genocide. It is not that Palestine didn't deserve it, it's that nobody deserves that. Human rights are not privileges.

This isn't even just Palestine. Genocide enjoyers who are tankies will mention Ukrainian nazis, or genocide enjoyers who are catholic will mention Aztec human sacrifices, and these are not things I care about. They are not arguments I care about, because they presuppose there is a case where genocide is justified.

You have to look beyond the small scale case of not supporting a single genocide, and move to not supporting genocide as ever being an acceptable action.

Sirius, coming out: I don’t like women.

James, gasping: You’re a misogynist?!

i love the headcanon that remus is super weird and ugly looking. it makes wolfstar that much more romantic. everyone wants a piece of sirius cause he’s unbelievably hot, but who does he date? that ugly weirdo that he shares a dorm with

Last winter in Hogsmeade ❄️🤍

I just love when a whumpee is walking around, trying to pretend that everything is fine and dandy, but the whole time their clothes are rubbing painfully against hastily bandages wounds, messy stitches, bruised skin, raw flesh, etc.

I feel like this is best exemplified with tight-fitting clothes and especially jeans, as the fabric is rough and stiff, creating a constant chafing effect. But it also works with loose-fitting clothes, where the ghosting of fabric over an injured torso could feel like fire.

Best accompanied by whumpee’s hand continuously returning to the same spot on their body as if to soothe an ache before quickly moving away to avoid suspicion OR whumpee holding back a wince every time someone touches them/brushes against them in the wrong spot.

Bonus: blood slowly seeping through clothing

incredibly specific but anybody else hate it when somebody makes a line up of characters and all of the girls are shorter than every boy. like damn get some height variation where are my 5'4 kings and 6'0 queens

Reblog to have the most homoerotic year of your life 2024

'Fuck.'

It had been just two nights since you'd given him head in the dark of his dorm room, and Bakugo hadn't been able to rid his mind of the sensation ever since.

He knew it was stupid to even agree to it. You were the one girl in class he felt comfortable enough to talk about anything with. Be it grades, his fears and even more sexual topics. It also helped that he knew you wouldn't ever judge him for anything.

You were his closest friend; more so than Kirishima. And he liked that... he liked that he has someone he could trust with his life, someone he could relate with so effortlessly.

And you felt the same way with him. You told him everything; every little secret, every dirty detail, and he never laughed or judged.

Which was why you both were in his room, many hours past his bedtime, sitting opposite each other on his bed as you recounted your most recent almost-sexual endeavor.

"-and it was so awkward cause it was just hanging there in my face and I didn't know what to do." You groaned out, with your body hunched over, face covered with your palms as you recounted your experience in the school's storage room with a General Studies boy you'd been seeing casually.

Bakugo chuckled at your demeanor from where he was. "Yeah then maybe you should have stopped him when you saw him undoing his fucking belt."

You glared at him through the cracks between your fingers.

"Seriously," he laughed. "If you didn't wanna give him head, you should have told him the moment you entered the closet."

You groaned and fell back unto his bed. "The thing is I want to do it."

You turned your head to stare up at Bakugo.

"So why didn't you?"

You groaned again. "I don't know. I mean... look, I wanna be able to make the guy I like feel good, you understand. And I really thought I wanted to give him head, but then he was pulling his jeans down- and I was getting cold feet and then he pulled down his boxers and I wanted to run away right then....

"But I pushed through- and I got down... and it was just staring at my face and-"

"Maybe you just don't wanna do it." Bakugo raised his brow, cutting you off from your rambling.

You frowned. "Maybe. I mean, I think about giving head...and I wanna do it, and then I get an opportunity and I panic. You're probably right."

There was silence for a moment, before Bakugo shifted in his position, pulling his knees higher up, closer to his body, and leaning his forward.

"Or maybe... you don't wanna do it with him."

You furrowed your brows. "Meaning..? I don't really like him or what?"

Bakugo shrugged, "I mean, do you?"

You began sitting up. "Don't I?"

"Come on, Y/N." He raised a brow, giving you an unimpressed look, "You don't even text him unless he texts you."

"Yeah because he's always texting me."

"See! You even say it like you're frustrated." Bakugo jutted his arms out at you.

You paused, sitting up and pondering it.

Bakugo groaned. "Listen, I know you, okay? You- frankly, you're horny... more so than most people-"

You scowled at him.

"-and the fact that you don't even let him put his hands under your fucking skirt most times should tell you that you're probably not all that sexually attracted to him."

You stared at Bakugo, eyes narrowed as you began to see his point. "I guess you're on to something."

"Look," he began, "I honestly think you're just with him because of how aggressively he pursued you. And that's fucking dumb."

You pouted. "I guess... so now I have to find someone else to practice head with."

"Why do you wanna learn how to give head?" He laughed.

"Cause the girls were talking about giving head one time and I wanna be able to join in conversations." I groaned out, exasperated, and flopped back unto your back.

Bakugo took a moment to look you over, before adjusting his shorts and clearing his throat.

"I can give you pointers if you want."

Silence.

"What?" You mumbled, sitting back up, with your weight on your palms and narrowing your eyes at him.

He scowled at you. "I'm not repeating myself."

You rolled your eyes and hissed at his stubbornness. "You idiot."

"But..." You started slowly. "If you're offering to give me tips on sucking dick, I don't mind."

He shifted a bit. "Yeah... well- it'll only work if you're sexually attracted to me. If not, it'll just be like with that guy earlier- and shit would be awkward." He was looking away now.

"Wanna find out?"

And that was how he found himself heaving against his headboard with his shorts and boxers flung at the far end of his bed.

"Shitshit- fuck Y/N."

His hands were fisted into your hair, knees raised in the hair and thighs spread on either side of your head, as you laid on your stomach before him, nose pressed into his dark blonde pubic hair and lips wrapped tightly around his dick.

His eyes were blown wide, lips parted as grunts forced their way out his mouth.

It was just bordering on too much; the sensation of your mouth, and he'd suddenly realised how seriously you'd taken his analogy.

-"Consider it a bottle of smoothie or something, and there's that chunk that can't pass through the bottle mouth properly, so you're trying to suck it out." He'd said, holding his already hard dick against your cheek.

"That sounds stupid, Katsuki." You retorted, as you scowled up at him.

"That's the best I got, I ain't some sex therapist, okay!"-

"Oh shit- you're good," he groaned out, head thrown back and thighs quivering. "Fuck- fuck! Fuck, you're fucking good, baby. Just like that, yeah..!"

His grip on your hair tightened, pushing you down on his dick so he could feel the sliding of your tongue on his shaft as he dipped into your throat.

It didn't help that you were drooling all over him- and yourself-, your hand cupping his balls and squeezing softly.

He was going into overdrive, thrusting up unto your mouth, his eyes rolling back as he slipped down your throat over and over again, and he moaned as he felt you gag, your throat constricting against his tip.

He brought his head forward to peek over at you.

"Slut," he groaned out, eyeing your positioning; one hand infront of you, playing with his balls, and the other stretched underneath your body, fingers dipping into your sleepshorts. "You fucking slut- you like this shit, don't you?"

You moaned around his dick, vibrations coursing round his veins and your eyes looking up to meet his; lids hanging heavy and pupils blown out as you sucked on his cock.

He came heavy- hard. With spasming thighs and choked out groans as he spurted his seed down your throat.

It was a lot... too much. He kept spurting out his cum and his sight was blurry as he looked at you.

Now he couldn't look at you without remembering your stupid, fucked expression when you were between his legs. And it's weird, because all you're doing is grinning an Sato as you hover around him whilst he bakes.

It's stupid. He knows it is.

You don't even like him that way.

Today, Dr. Hani Al-Haitham, head of the Shifa Hospital's emergency department, was murdered, along with his wife, Dr. Sameera Ghifari, & their 5 children: Shireen, Tia, Sameer, Wafa & Sara.

In the video, he is holding a week old baby that was not yet named and was the only one saved from an airstrike.

Bakugou is such a messy bitch for drama, like you could be chilling in your room and he’s busting open the door with the wildest look on his face before stomping over and throwing himself full force on the bed.

He takes 10000% pleasure when you nearly start screaming after you find out a particular class president has a condom in his wallet.

Since when did bombing shelters become normal and okay? Since when is bombing hospitals with the already suffering people in it justifiable? Gaza is undergoing the worst and lowest point yet, Israel is bombing and targeting hospitals more than ever. With the ground invasion, everything is getting worse.

Two days ago, Israel started dropping a new kind of weapon. Al shifa hospital has been hit by a Hellfire R9X missile. It is a Hellfire variant with a kinetic warhead with pop-out blades instead of explosives, used against specific human targets. Designed specifically to mutilate humans. Every day the genocide gets worse, injuries like we've never seen before, please never stop talking about gaza nor Palestine. They need us.

just saying, wolfstar are definitely that couple that read the same book and annotate in different colours jusr to see the other’s thoughts. they’re both so obsessed with the concept of perception and how different people could find alternate meanings to the same lines. it’s their absolute favourite

i do believe that marlene has a crush on euphemia and regulus has a crush on fleamont

Deleting accounts

So about a week ago I noticed how many emails I was getting from websites I had accounts on that I never used so I started to try and delete some of them. Bc some companies decide to make it complicated this is how I deleted some of my accounts.

Goodreads

They don't have any links to click at the bottom of their email so you have to google goodreads, sign in, go to settings, click account preferences (I think), and scroll all the way down. Then there is a small red text "that says delete my account" click it, confirm your choice and you are done.

Candy

(this is for the ticket thing not candy crush)

There is no button to delete your account. If you google it they will tell you to email them a request, don't do that. I did and gmail just told me that there was no email address under that. Instead go to this link

Or click the little question mark in the top right corner and click submit a request. Then once you are on the request page fill that out and submit it. Then you will get an email saying they have gotten your email and that they generally respond in 1 business day. They havn't responded to me yet so I don't know how easy it actually it.

Electronic Arts

There is no button to delete your account. You have to email them. I was looking at the discussion board and several people were complaining that they emailed and have to confirm their identity and then get another email and have to confirm it all over again. The answer for that question and when you google it is the same thing and basically useless. I haven't emailed them get because of this.

Hero Forge

For this one there is nothing on their site or even the request page. A quick google seach will tell you to email Support@HeroForge.com and provide the email used. I did just that and I got a email saying that they have received it and it will take 1 or 2 business days.

This is your reminder to delete accounts you don't use. Also I'm not saying this is completing accurate, if anyone know a better way to delete accounts pls tell us. Defiantly expect more of these and if people want to share how to delete accounts on other site pls do.

I cannot BELIEVE you guys actually signing up to netflix just because account sharing was banned. You need to learn about cool websites with many beautiful women who would love you message you and send you downloadable files.

MHA BOYS WHEN YOU KISS THEIR NECK

*ੈ✩‧₊ bakugo katsuki ┊ midoriya izuku ┊ todoroki shoto

content: smut, f!reader, established relationship, casual sex, public sex, creampie, no protection, mild degradation, reader is called baby and angel, all characters portrayed are adults.

When KATSUKI wakes, it’s due to the feeling of warm hands trailing up his body. You start low on his hips, moving over the small trail of blonde hair on his stomach before making it to the destination of the shiny pink scars on his chest. His hands grip yours once he feels you fondle him, squeezing around what you insist on calling his ‘tits’.

“Fuck are you doin’?” His voice is heavy with sleep, letting only one eye open to glance at you from above. You look adorable, hard nipples poking underneath his t-shirt and your eyes shining in your own mischievous way. You must have known he was awake, knew he’d stop you once you traveled too far. Your arrangement was simple, quick fucks here and there when you were stuck on a mission together. Nothing serious, no strings attached.

“I just wanted to see if you were awake, baby.”

“Well, I am, so get the fuck off me.”

You frown at this but quickly regain your composure. “You’re so mean, Katsu,” his grip on your wrists has loosened enough that you’re able to start touching him again, squeezing his perky flesh and letting your thumbs graze over his nipples. He lets out a hiss and leans up to stop you, but you press down on his chest until he’s flat against the mattress. He could easily push you off of him, but he doesn’t. He growls out your name through clenched teeth.

“Stop fucking around.” But you don’t listen.

As a matter of fact, you press hot opened-mouth kisses all over him, making sure to give extra attention to every scar. You make a show out of it, giving your best performance with every bite and lick. This is far too intimate and Katsuki knows he should put an end to it — but then your mouth presses against that sweet spot on his neck, the place only you have been able to weaponize against him and he can’t stop himself from tugging your mouth to his own, large hand gripping the nape of your neck. You are rust and stardust, an addiction that Katsuki doesn’t know how to let go of.

He chooses to ignores the way you start to grind against his cock, the wet patch on his boxers making him shiver.

IZUKU tugs at the lace material on your hips, nimble fingers pulling them off of you with such gentle care that you almost giggle. You decide against it in hopes that you won’t scare him away. He was just so nervous, worried that one wrong move would make you want to back out of this. Never mind the fact that his face was smothered in your breast only moments before.

When your panties are finally down to your ankles, the man in front of you leans in eagerly to get a taste, but your hand lands on his head, dark green curls forced between your fingers. “Slow down, baby,” You feel him shiver at the pet name, “I need you to do something else for me.”

He looks confused when you pull your panties off of your ankles and dangle them in front of his face. “I want you to stroke your cock with these while you eat my pussy.” You watch in real time as Izuku’s expression goes from confusion to shock, cheeks turning such a pretty pink as he leans up again until you’re face to face. You can’t help but smile at the view.

He is so unbelievably handsome, his chest decorated with freckles and sharp lines. You’d give anything to run your tongue along his ridges, taste the saltiness of his skin with the muscle. Instead, you lean in closer and start to press gentle kisses against his neck, unable to ignore the way his grip on your thigh tightens from the contact and how his hips press into yours. His cock is firmly molded against your pussy and you’re almost certain that you feel him twitch at the contact.

“Oh,” you tease, “did I get your pink little cock that hard already? If you touch yourself with my panties I doubt you’ll be able to hold on.”

“I will!” He insists, his voice a bit too loud. Your hand moves to slap over his mouth. The walls of your apartment were thinner than most. You slowly ease your hand from him and the desperation in his voice almost makes you want to do it again. “I-I’m-Fuck. S-Sorry. Just-“ His pretty green eyes are glossy now and he reaches over to your once discarded panties, gripping the wet material in his scarred hand and wrapping it around the base of his cock. “Please just… Kiss me there again.”

SHOTO grips onto your hips tighter, bouncing you on his lap as his cock buries itself into you with each thrust. Your slick has dripped down your soft thighs and coats the top of his.

You whimper and shake against his chest as each wet smack sends a shiver up your spine. You press your face into his neck to muffle your moans and your husband leans even deeper into his office chair, your pink heels clattering onto the ground.

It was a humid summer day, the heat making even the AC work overtime. The only person in the office able to handle it was of course the man who could regulate his own temperature. In an effort to spend more time with him, you brought over some popsicles to share. Of course when he saw your skimpy little outfit and the way your tongue wrapped around the frozen treat—he soon had you pressed into his desk with his face between your thighs—making you cum on his tongue more times than you can count.

“Angel,” he murmurs, hot pants against your shoulder. “you’re burning up.” It was true, even though your top was tugged down and you only had on a little jean skirt that was pushed up to your navel. Shoto slows his movements to wrap his arms around you, his right hand caressing your skin. You grind against him for relief, the cool of his fingers tending to the hot skin of your back. “Thank you,” you breathe out, mind hazy as you press sloppy kisses to his neck.

Shoto can’t help the way his hips jolt up, shoving his face into your shoulder as he holds you tighter. “Fuck,” he breathes out. You continue your attack on his neck, nipping and sucking on the skin to get more reactions out of the usually stoic man. His hands are all over you now, your ass and tits.

“Baby I’m-“ he gasps. “I'm sorry I can’t-“ You taste the saltiness of his sweat as he fully lets himself go, pumping his load into you in long white spurts. When his cock starts to soften, Shoto pulls away with a sheepish look on his face and pouts.

“I think my popsicle is melted now.”

note: this is another revamp of work I did way back in the day. I think my writing has gotten better, especially in terms of characterization! this morning I woke up and had to dispel this demon so I hope you all enjoyed!

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Shower thoughts: water

This site has been going around Twitter trans accounts quite a bit lately, so just pointing out here too that it'll do fuck all, they're exploiting trans people at a time when hrt is particularly hard to access and please don't give them your money

Where the marauders would live in America

James- 45 ish minutes out of Los Angeles. Which way? Not toward the ocean idk i've only been to Los Angeles once. He would have grown up in the hills/ mountains with the whole world as his backyard. Once he got older he moved around a lot to get new experiences and learn more. Every placed he lived he loved and he eventually settled down to live near his friends however nothing could stop him from going to his childhood home every year.

Sirius- Washington DC. But he only technically lived there. His family would be the type to disappear for the summer to their summer home, and he was definitely sent to a boarding school. And all the other holidays his family would vacation at their property in up state New York. He moved out as soon as possible and probably moved to New York City or a bigger city on the west coast. He would never in a million years go to any of the places he lived as a child.

Peter- Connecticut. I've only every driven through there and it makes so much sense for him but weirdly. His parents were definitely the type who commuted into New York City. He lived in a smaller upper middle class town with weird street names that had no life. However, he would not move out if he had ANY say in the matter. It was home to him :)

Remus- He grew up in Appalachian Pennsylvania (idk if that the best way to say that) on the west side of the mountains. Probably lived in some old tiny house with a long dirt drive way in the middle of nowhere. The winters fostered his love for reading as he never like going through the pain of dressing warm. His town pained him, as it was the only place he would ever feel truly comfortable and at home in but once he graduated high school he also felt restricted by the confines. After graduating he moved to Seattle to try and see if it would go away but it would never did. There was always a part of him that wanted to go back and escape but he had grown to much and no longer fit in the walls of his home.

Anyway those are my hc. I've lived in the US for my entire life and thought I might as well do this. I have hc for were other characters would live if anyone would like to see those? I would also love to see yalls ideas

I once got half way though a fic before realizing that it was a incest fic with Sirius and Regulus. Only to realize that I had been reading Remus as Regulus and I was in fact good to continue reading it

does anyone else speed-read marauders fics and read Remus as regulus and vice versa and are super confused when regulus talks about how awesome and hot and just totally awesome and kissable Sirius is and when Remus talks about how much he’s in love with James and how infuriatingly wonderful he is?? or is everyone else normal

I grew up in New Jersey, but clearly there are two very different New Jersey experiences. Is this a North Jersey thing? 

Omg yes! I would die for any regulus content

Do we want a vampire!regulus fic up tonight??