#i didn't submit this btw

[skylarbee]

if any of you are still feeling weird about that infamous interview, here is what alex said about it (and why that ashley girl doesn't like him). i really want to point out that what alex says here is the exact same thing us, miles fans have been saying since forever. so, if you are a fan of alex, but throw shit at miles, just remember that your favourite also supports him. and maybe think twice before starting arguments with miles fans and keep in mind that alex has the same opinion about it all.

Alongside Arctic Monkeys, Turner has a long-term side-project called The Last Shadow Puppets with his best friend, the Birkenhead singer-songwriter Miles Kane. During the promotion for their last album, the two did an interview with a female journalist from the music webzine Spin. Turner was being his usual unforthcoming self, so Kane attempted to break the ice with some groan-inducing banter. This included inviting the journalist up to his hotel room when she asked what he was doing after the interview, which, in hindsight, was pretty stupid (he realised as much the next day and emailed her to say sorry). The result, though, was a lengthy op-ed calling out Kane’s unprofessionalism and the misogyny of the music industry at large. Personally, I found some of her complaints against him a tad flimsy — holding eye contact for too long, high-fiving her, “yanking” her in “for a not entirely consensual kiss on the cheek” as she said goodbye, and not least the idea that interviewing a rock star is ever supposed to be an exercise in professionalism. What did Turner make of it all? He sighs. “I think he made a joke he shouldn’t have made and realised he had misjudged the situation.” I thought it was a bit OTT, I tell him. “Yeah, I’m not sure it was deserving of that response honestly, but you just can’t make a joke like that.”

(from 2018, this interview)

#also he didn't exactly invite her; just joked about inviting her (which was still wrong) #also pointing it out that i also think that his 'jokes' were wrong. i also would've thought he's a dick. but alex said it brilliantly. #there was a misunderstanding between the two of them; he made the joke; realised he shouldn't have and that he misjudged the situation; #apologised; never did anything similar to this again #let. it. go. he's proved countless times ever since then that he is a decent human being. open your eyes; look it up; do your research #or if you don't want to then don't interact with him/his fans at all #btw this interview is absolutely horrendous #only read it if you want to lose your mind a bit #imagine getting alex turner to let you into his home and then only ask him questions about his gf; bf; taxes; what he spends his money on; #etc. my god. #also he talks about not being in taylor's ig posts: and says he #“doesn't recall submitting that request; but he's not sorry about it if he's not on there.” #makes you think #(and then the fact that this is from may and he talks about being 'settled down'; then they 'break up' in june. smh) #alex turner #miles kane #ashley reese #tlsp

[louve-garoue]

Probably won't be of use to many people but to those who have "Kinder World" and participate in Fern's expedition here is the password I got so far :] :

_HastyPeony

_WarmSwan

_MagicPilea

_SilentPuma

_WarmAster

@anadorablekiwi @star-ocean-peahen

#Kinder World #Will maybe add more if I got more #You can submit up to 5 password per day if you didn't know btw

[frankenfossil]

hi! I just binge-read all of the bright side in a few days (thank you, obscure webcomic tournament) and just had to come here and say how good it is. truly wonderful. recommending it it all my friends. I hope you enjoy making it as much as I enjoyed reading it. anyway thank you for bringing so much joy to my life lately, it means a lot.

Omg!!!!! This is so lovely!!!!! I'm so so glad!!! Yes I do love to make it, it continues to be my most powerful brain worms, really anybody enjoying reading it is just a big bonus 😆 but for real this message brings me huge huge joy and means a lot also, really touched that you sent this! Thank you!! I hope you (and any of your friends, wah) continue to enjoy!! ;_;

#...also touched that someone submitted it to that tournament! and by their summary asjfk #I missed the deadline to submit it myself and it fully didn't occur to me than anyone else would ;_; tysm #on the other hand now I'm like competitive and like I hope NOONE reads my comic so it can WIN HAHAHA #but I do want people to read and enjoy it lol. inside there are 2 wolves #there's a song called 'death and the maiden' by the verlaines and the opening goes 'youre just too too obscure for me' so. There's that too #BTW if you're wondering when the next update will go up: #I don't know #due to reasons chapter 54 has been a lot easier to draw than chapter 53 #I've never drawn chapters out of order before. Pros and cons #at least when I finally finish chapter 53 the next chapter can just go immediately #and then I'll have a much bigger buffer than ever before in my life #but ... for now ...... a bit stuck on some stuff #lost in the weeds again. You could say. #It's fun but that's one of the problems kinda.

[realasslesbian]

Throwback to that time I was six month into my law degree and decided to use it; had a landlord who was letting the place cave in with mould, sparking power switches, faulty hot water system that would randomly spit scalding water, the works, basically, plus they would always be harassing me for money, not rent money just 'I need $500 for a new phone pay me or move out', they'd also break into my mailbox regularly, and refused to sign any rental paperwork because they were tryna defraud the first home owners scheme, basically they were just an entire sack of shit, anyway, so rental laws are actually one of the few areas that are totally on the side of the more vulnerable (i.e. renters) and most landlords will blow a lot of hot air about what they're gonna do, but in reality, they can't do shit. So I moved out, no notice, no nothing, just stopped paying rent, I also sold all the whitegoods and furniture provided with the apartment on eBay, bc it didn't say nothing about no furnishings in the lease this dumbass wouldn't sign, those goods were mine now lmao, and she breaks into the apartment one day and finds it bare-ass empty, starts blowing up my phone over how she's gonna drag me through the court over the stuff I 'stole' and the rental arrears and whatever else, and I was just like 'well gee alright, if you think so, but I'd hate to trip on my way to court and just accidentally fall into a government office and then blurt out about how *name redacted* is defrauding the government to the tune of millions of dollars, and oopsy look at all the written evidence I dropped and is flying around in the air, all those letters you sent to my address, tryna make out you lived there, like I dunno if you want to risk it, I'm not supposed to give legal advice as a law student, but my legal advice is maybe just buy a new fridge sweetie, it'll cost you less than bothering me any further uwu' and tbh I basically became the female Saul Goodman at that point lmao

#problem was solved too btw #she shut right tf up and got on with her own life #I never heard boo from her again #she didn't even black list me in the rental ledger #(probably bc that would mean admitting on a government form that she's a landlord) #(when she's not supposed to be lmao) #(see I had all my bases covered) #(like a fucking professional) #but I still can't get over how reckless she was #like idgaf about anyone defrauding the Australian government #they deserve it lmao #she had the good fortune to have a tenant who would just turn a blind eye #and she ruined it #or maybe she just got cold feet #she did move in precisely after I left #to become the owner/occupier she always should have been #and Day 1 she texts me asking 'how do I open the front door' #and I just sent her a screenshot of the repair request I'd submitted the year previous for the jammed front door #then I blocked her for good #lmao #anyway #I hope she's doing poorly

[poisonouspastels]

anons are really out here tonight huh

#imagine having an opinon! #couldnt be me #also bonus fatphobia. epic #like imagine. genuinely imagine being this upset over a post i made a few years ago #about an artist who claims to be a professional in the industry tracing 90% of the work she makes in a franchise i enjoy #who still does it mind you. on top of a ton of other raunchy shit that has come to light #but legit ppl get this genuinely upset about me saying a sign is bad. crazy #there were actually two anons btw but one of them submitted stuff?? and put their goddamn email in it??? #either way already blocked them but HOLY FUCK #first anon hate in a while actually! wish dumb shit like this didn't get to me on an emotional level #not bc this anon is right about anything obviously but bc im a big sensitive baby lmaooo #good lord. anyway feel free to send positive stuff instead in my inbox bc what a load of... something #also since Riley was mentioned. we had valentines dinner together via doordash last night and it was nice <3

[xstarkillerx]

again, sorry for being so slow to get to asks, editing this film is making me genuinely want to die, things keep going wrong and I want it out of my site

#I got an extension because i got locked out of my editing room due to a faulty fucking lock #and all my stuff was inside so i had to stay on campus overnight with nothing but my phone and fucking toiletries bag #i was locked out from 10:30pm to 1:30pm the next day and i was still expected to edit #the audio i got was shit because the sound department art fucking hacks and didn't mount the mic #our director is a misogynistic idiot who didn't bother to record room tone #my fucking ex somehow got involved with the production so i have to edit around his shit acting #our cinematographer keeps hounding me to submit it #to a fucking film festival because she shot it relatively decently #BUT EVERYTHING ELSE ABOUT IT IS TRASH why would you want to show that publically? #which btw our idiot director thinks we got personally invited to show our film at a screening... it was a general email sent to the whole #student body and i had to spend 5 minutes explaining that to him #men keep giving me 'advice' which is literally common knowledge like keep your levels between -21 and -6dB #which is wrong by the way #and all of this is happening a week after one of the worst shoots of my life that went so astronomically bad me and the other producers #are now doing damage control and setting up a meeting with the director to explain that you can't treat people like shit on set you're not #stanley fucking kubric autour theory is over and we want money out of his pocket for how we were treated #oh yeah and my fucking sex addiction is acting up which is making it really fucking hard to get shit done

[micechicken]

I still think it's hilarious that according to my highschool creative writing class, the way to recognize something as my writing is to check how weird the names are lmao

And this was the excerpt I chose.

#this was because we did an activity that had us submit a small chunk of writing that the teacher printed out #then at random it was placed (if it was our writing it was switched up) #and we had to guess based on that who wrote it #and the whole class agreed my writing was identifyable by how i choose to name characters #but i hate doing basic or boring name lmao #i even tried getting something that didn't have an known character's names and still #i didn't think a cat named Cheddar was that weird but okay lol #though they considered my character's names at times to be 'weird' when really it just wasn't a basic white name #like sorry i wanna give my characters names from their culture lmao?? #but i also have characters named Sauce and Chips so idk #btw the excerpt was from a fanfic i was writing lol

[the-everqueen]

me, finally emailing back [journal redacted]: hai, sorry, i know it's been a month, but there were family emergencies, a national conference for the field, and a mass shooting at my institution. also i simply don't care anymore.

#about me #welcome to academia #also lmao i still haven't sent this email it's on my to-do list today #i feel really bad it's been...a month? or more? #but also like they didn't say YES so i think i get to take a hot second #woke up to a text from my mom that my younger brother went to the ER #like!!! #no disrespect to the journal i love them i agree with their decision #i just also want to retract having ever submitted anything ever #btw my ocd is also having a FIELD DAY this month #considering asking my psych about upping my meds

[mingwrites]

I’m not sure if you have done this but can you do something about how ateez will feel after a concert or especially Coachella, all h.rny and all js being very dominant? (I love your work btw, I think it’s very true to them)

hello there, first of all thank u so much for the compliment thats so sweet 🥺 and second i really hope u enjoy~!

ateez after a concert

seonghwa ~ it was a hot night, as evident by the sweat stains soaking through seonghwa's low-cut tank. backstage, he dashed around the room, panting as he repeated, "where's my y/n? where's my y/n?" you didn't even care that he looked insane. you ran to him and he scooped you up in a big hug, lifting you off your feet. "you guys were so good," you cheered, holding the tired, sweaty man as close as possible. seonghwa set you down but held both of your hands in his. “thanks, baby,” he smiled warmly, leaning in to kiss you. you pecked him on the lips, about to pull away when you felt his hand comb through your hair, pulling your lips closer to his. your stomach filled with butterflies at seonghwa’s command and you happily submitted to him, leaning into his touch. his lips searched desperately for an entrance into yours, and you obliged him, parting your lips as his tongue came flooding into your mouth. with a mind of their own, your legs backed you up against the wall and seonghwa followed closely. his hips crashed into yours when you collided with the wall, causing both of you to moan at the sudden pressure. you laughed into the kiss and seonghwa finally pulled away to look at you. “what’s gotten into you?” you asked. seonghwa was breathing hard and stared at you with heavy eyelids. “i just…really need you.” a ping of arousal shot between your legs and you responded, "let's get out of here."

hongjoong ~ his ride raced across the city, headed for his hotel. unfortunately for both of you, the 15-minute ride was just a little too long. you sat impatiently in the back seat beside your lover, his hand on your thigh. you held his hand tight as your legs subconsciously squeezed together, relieving a little bit of the heat in your clit. hongjoong's tongue was exploring your mouth, meanwhile your free hand crept its way toward his lap. he moaned lewdly when you landed on his hard dick, a raw, vulnerable quality in his voice as if he hadn't been touched in ages. "that's it, darling," he whispered, "go on, touch." you glanced to make sure the driver wasn't snooping before undoing hongjoong's pants and wrapping your hand around his bare skin. "good girl," he sighed, his head falling back on the headrest. he fit snugly in your hand, the feeling of his veins and sight of his red, leaking head causing your legs to tingle. you pumped him just a few times before the car came to a stop. “we’re here, mr. kim."

yunho ~ practically running through the revolving hotel door, you giggled along with your boyfriend as you held tight his large hand. you headed straight for the elevator, the wetness pooling between your legs in preparation for the night ahead. yunho pressed a button and the elevator doors closed. then he immediately turned to you and pressed you against the wall, his hand finding your jaw and pulling you to him as his lips made a mess of yours. you moaned when his hand trailed down to your chest, grabbing a handful of squishy flesh and massaging your taut nipple. then his hand drifted lower, sneaking past the waistband of your pants and underwear, where he found your soaked and swollen sex. he smirked into his kiss as he dipped his finger inside, coating it in your arousal before rubbing a few tentative circles on your clit. you swore your legs almost gave out at the sensation. he made you moan a few times before sliding back inside, now hooking his fingers into your sweet spot and stroking it gently. the elevator made a ding and yunho pulled away from the kiss. he looked down at you and said, "i'm gonna make this pussy all mine."

yeosang ~ you collapsed onto the hotel mattress and yeosang wasted no time before reaching for your zipper. he freed you of your bottoms, the cool air hitting your already messy pussy. then he kneeled on the floor, pulling you toward the edge of the bed so your pussy was right in front of his face. "i love you," he said, not giving you a second to respond before taking the breath right out of you. his warm, soft tongue licked a slow stripe from your sopping entrance to the tip of your clit, causing your legs to instinctively close around his head. he groaned at the feeling of your thighs against his warm cheeks then gently pushed them back toward the mattress. you ran a hand through his hair, messy and a little damp with sweat from performing. he continued rubbing his tongue against your clit, switching every so often between quick flicking motions and long, sucking kisses. it was the sucking, along with the deep sounds of satisfaction yeosang made that got you off so damn quickly. your legs closed again, and this time he let them, sticking his tongue out for you to grind against as you rode the waves of orgasm. when you finally looked down at his gorgeous face between your legs, he said, "i was waiting all night to do that."

sannie ~ "go ahead, pretty girl," he said, one hand around his massively hard dick and the other in your hair, "suck it." you obediently opened wide, sticking your tongue out just to drive san crazy. saliva dripped down your tongue which made san moan, his hand guiding his dick to your lips. "so hungry for me, aren't you, babe?" you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock and moaned in response to his question. san's head rolled back and he let out a deep groan, his hips twitching a little at the feeling of your warm, tight mouth. with his hand on the back of your head, he gently urged you down the length of his dick, an action you didn't resist. you leaned all the way in until he poked at the back of your throat, when he let out a satisfied moan, then you went a little further. "that's a good girl," he praised, his hips beginning to move on their own, fucking your mouth slowly. you continued to suck on him dutifully, stroking him with a flat tongue and letting him use you how he wanted.

mingi ~ you lied on your belly with your ass up in the air, your pussy an empty hole just waiting to be filled. mingi got positioned behind you, his hands around your waist and his huge dick standing tall just inches from where you needed it. he was inches from where he needed to be, too, both of you throbbing and dripping with desire. you swore you could have cried when the head of his dick finally penetrated you, and you almost did when his girth stretched you fully, his veiny skin pressing against your sweet spot. you moaned in harmony as mingi bottomed out, his hands pulling your ass flush with his belly. you could feel him bulging through your stomach, but couldn't bask in the feeling for long as mingi's hips began to move rapidly, his dick pounding into you again and again, always hitting your sweet spot. you shoved your face into the mattress, your hands gripping fistfuls of bedsheets, as you were fucked into oblivion. you couldn't hold back the lewd sounds you made, bordering on screams and sobs, while mingi let out deep-voiced growls behind you. "love your sweet little pussy," he said, staring down at where he disappeared inside you. "all mine."

wooyoung ~ he rolled over on his back, groaning out of impatience during the few moments he wasn't inside you. you hurried along, repositioning his dick at your entrance and slowly sliding down. you sat on his pelvis, his dick throbbing inside you, but didn't move yet, instead taking the time to lean back and circle your clit with your finger. wooyoung quickly pulled your hand away, hissing at you, "don't tease me. and let me rub this." you giggled at his temper but obeyed his demands, letting his thumb pick up rubbing messy circles into your clit, and rolling your hips backward, forward. wooyoung quickly became a symphony of sounds, moaning when you bounced on his dick and whining when you slowed down. his thumb kept up its diligent work on your clit, each circle and swipe drawing you closer to the edge. wooyoung was panting, his eyes fluttering shut as he focused in on the pleasure. he said to you in a breathy voice, "gonna make you cum all over me. my sweet y/n."

jongho ~ he had you on your back, his large, muscular body forcing your legs apart. you moaned like a helpless animal as his thick length pummeled you, filling you up over and over. his powerful arms were on either side of your head, his fingers interlocked with yours. you whined as he fucked you, "please, jongho, don't stop... it feels so good..." he laughed breathily at your needy tone, speaking in your ear, "it's okay, sweetheart... i won't stop." in response to your desperate plea, his hips began to move a little faster, still hitting that perfect spot inside you. soon after, you felt the familiar tight, tingly feeling in your tummy. "jong-! oh..." your muscles tensed repeatedly around him as you came, a few more thrusts into that tightness causing jongho to reach his high in time with you. he dropped his head in the crook of your shoulder and his hips slowed to a stop as you felt his warm seed paint your walls. he lifted his head only to kiss you - a sloppy, lazy kiss in between heavy breaths. he placed his index finger underneath your chin and lifted it so you could face him. then he whispered, "you're such a good girl."

#i tried somethin different #hope u like it :D #as per usual im a little high rn so i apologize if there are any mistakes #ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez smut #ateez x reader #ateez fic #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez x you #kpop #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #seonghwa #hongjoong #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #san ateez #choi san #18+ #mdni #ateez headcanons #ateez hard hours #ateez hard thoughts

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

if it makes you feel better, a mature student on my course (history) used chatgpt to write an essay (on a real historical event) and handed it in (to a history professor who specialises in the real historical event) and chatgpt got the event entirely wrong. the student went to every lecture and seminar. i don't really know what the thought process was. they showed me their exact work process though (closed wikipedia next to me, put the essay q into chatgpt, and handed it in).

yay university!

Yeah, the very first student I ever caught doing this was last year. He was supposed to write a management plan for a site of his choosing, and went for the site of the old Dunvant Brickworks, now a flourishing reclaimed nature reserve with a brick dust problem.

And his Site Background section was entirely made up. Just fully fictionalised. It claimed there was now a museum and visitor centre onsite (there is not), that the brickworks were named after the family that founded them (they were named after the nearby village which comes from the Welsh Dwfn + Nant), and that the site has won awards for conservation (it has not) and now runs classes on heritage brickmaking (it does not.) Oh, and that the original brickworks had pioneered a brand new brickmaking techniques and was known during the Industrial Revolution for it's progressive workers' rights. Lol.

Anyway the first marker used to be a taxi driver in Swansea, and went "Hang on, there's no museum and visitor's centre -" and then passed it to me. Three hours later, we had proven that six of the fifteen references (already, far too few references for a MASTERS STUDENT) were fake. Two of those fake ones were then heavily used throughout the whole piece to prove everything from the history of the site (lies) to the hydrologic grid (fake) and the presence of signal crayfish in the streams (no).

It was, as they say, a shit show. And again, before I got involved and hit the ChatGPT alarm, the original second marker had looked it over and failed it - not because she knew it was AI, but because it was an utterly shit piece of work.

(That particularly story ended, btw, with that student being given leniency on mental health grounds, so he was allowed to try to resubmit with a new attempt. He was advised to return to the site, reassess it properly, then write up a new piece.

The day before his new submission date, his study support called me and asked for a meeting between the three of us, because the study support is from an IT background and so didn't have the subject knowledge to support him. We had a three way Teams call. During that call, me and the study support - hereafter referred to as Gareth to spare me typing that - both had microphones on, cameras on, and were freely talking. Student had his camera and microphone off.

First question from Gareth: "So, we have the site's real management plan, but it's 20 years out of date. Is this going to be a problem?"

Me: "No, not at all. In the industry, management plans are often out of date. Just factor that into yours - if it was written 20 years ago, you'll probably need to update the surveys to re-establish the current baseline, so what are you going to say needs to be surveyed and when. Does that make sense, Student?"

And there was, I shit you not, a SEVEN SECOND PAUSE, and then he unmuted himself and went "Sorry, what was that? I was sending a text."

And that happened a further three times over the course of that 40-minute meeting. A meeting he had requested the eve of his second chance because he still hadn't done it. A meeting he visibly did not think he had to listen in, or participate in, and thought he could get Gareth to listen to instead.

And then he submitted the new piece, and the only changes were:

He had entirely removed the site background section. It had not been replaced.

He had added in approximately twelve new in-text citations, none of which he'd added to the reference list for us to actually trace.

Which meant he was still heavily relying on the two fake references, and elsewhere in the piece, still had a paragraph that mentioned the museum and visitors centre; and THAT meant that he submitted, for a second time, work containing AI-generated content.

He was withdrawn from the course.)

#asks #the professional world of careers and tasks

[twstowo]

hi hi, i saw your ask box was open so i decided to submit a request!

i'd like to ask for the basketball club (ace, jamil, floyd, separately btw) with a reader who is a sleepy person? reader sleeps through classes sometimes and takes almost any opportunity to nap and enjoys using the boys as a pillow ^_^

thank you so much, and take your time !!

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗SYNOPSIS: How they deal with a sleepy reader

♡︎I’m buying a Jamil body pillow

♡︎Includes: Ace, Jamil and Floyd

♡︎Warning: None.

⋆⋅☆Ace

Ace is the worst person to be around when you're asleep – he seizes any opportunity to draw on your face whenever he catches you napping. There was one day when you unknowingly spent the entire day with a mustache drawn on your face, and no one had the courage to inform you.

If you lean on Ace to use him as a pillow, he'll quip that he isn't a pillow, but he won't budge either. Now, you have an awkward Ace standing still while you sleep, and he's at a loss for what to do. He's not shy about taking pictures of you, sending them later with playful remarks about how silly you look while sleeping. Little does anyone know, he secretly has one of those pictures as his wallpaper. If you happen to use Deuce as a pillow, Ace gets jealous, prompting him to tease Deuce for acting soft – all in an attempt to secure his position as the only one you use as a pillow.

⋆⋅☆Jamil

He spots you sleeping somewhere and pauses for a moment to collect his thoughts, especially if you're dozing off in class. He doesn't hesitate to wake you up, and if you seem particularly tired, he might even offer to walk you to Ramshackles. At times, he senses a similarity between you and Kalim, dubbing you "Kalim Number two," although surprisingly, he doesn't find you as bothersome as Kalim.

When you happen to fall asleep on him, he feels an unusual tension. Initially, his mind is preoccupied with thoughts of pending tasks, study materials, and, inevitably, Kalim. However, he soon realizes that this instance is different – he didn't just wake you up as he usually does. Could it be that he enjoyed having you so close? It seems improbable, but the truth is undeniable. He allows you to rest for a while, but with a stack of work awaiting him, he can't linger for too long. If you don't wake up on your own, he gently shakes you awake. The rest of the day is spent with thoughts of your peaceful sleeping face lingering in his mind while he continues with his responsibilities.

⋆⋅☆Floyd

If he finds you asleep, he will literally squeeze you, sleeping around this guy becomes nearly impossible. On the rare occasion that you somehow, got him to stand still long enough for you to fall asleep on his shoulder, he responds by enveloping you in a spontaneous hug. If anyone dares to make a comical expression while looking at you, he fixes them with the most intimidating glare, sending them running away. If you take too long to wake up, he might grow bored and either make a swift exit or take you on a casual stroll while you remain blissfully asleep. Students may even start thinking that he has kidnapped you. If you fall asleep in class, he will find it hilarious, since he probably has done the same thing before.

#twst #disney twst #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst x reader #x reader #ace trappola #twst ace #ace trappola x reader #twst jamil #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #floyd x reader #floyd leech #twst floyd #floyd leech x reader

[19burstraat]

ketterdam dashboard simulator 2 (electric boogaloo)

(first one here)

❌ urkerchfaveisproblematic follow

Who submitted Kaz Brekker. don't take the piss he's literally wanted every other Wednesday

🍃 squallertales follow

Wait what did Brekker do

🌊 boekcanaling

Girl what DIDN'T he do

🦁 dimelionsofficial follow

Ghezen's Day Piss Up starts TONIGHT at the Kaelish Prince! Come down before four bells and get ten kruge off your first drinks purchase and an extra spin on Makker's Wheel!

👤 dregsofficial

545.06.7.9

🦁 dimelionsofficial follow

HOW DID YOU GET PAST THE FUCKING VPN. FUCK YOU KAZ BREKKER. FUCK YOU SO MUCH. YOU DO THIS EVERY TIME. WE'RE NOT EVEN DOING ANYTHING TO YOU. WE'RE ALL JUST PEOPLE WITH JOBS. TRYING TO GET BY. MOST OF US NEVER EVEN SPOKE TO ROLLINS. THIS IS SO TWISTED. YOUR ACTUALLY WRONG IN THE HEAD. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. I ACTUALLY CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE. I'M SICK.

👤 dregsofficial

*you're

❓lidandstavessuggestions

#234: build mickey's dick smasher between east and west stave

🍷dregsconfessions

So I've been a dregs member for a long time (I'm in my 30s now) and back when I was a new grunt I was especially trolleyed at the Crow Club, and I ended up spilling like half my pint on the head of one of Haskell's feral little runners, yk one of the little kids?? I just kind of mopped him with my sleeve and said sorry and figured that it was the end of it... however it has occurred to me lately that it actually might have been Kaz. Honestly I never could tell the difference between all the kids, and I didn't look properly at him, but now I've been waking up in a cold sweat several times a week thinking about it. Is it time for me to retire from the gang life

#submisson #admin comment: lately all of these have just been ppl embarrassing themselves in front of kaz

🧇 stroopwafels

There's definitely blogs on here that are undercover advertising for the Dregs btw. I accuse that one that thirstposts abt Dirtyhands

🧤 dirtyhandsy follow

:( no I'm a Razorgull actually

🧇 stroopwafels

WHAT???????

🧤 dirtyhandsy follow

I have eyes :/

🧇 stroopwafels

You won't for much longer if your boss finds out omfg

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you guys are cowards for not wanting to fuck Brekker. Out of my way ghezenboy I'm bout to get it

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My wallet is Gone

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Kaz Brekker isn't violent. Dirtyhands is. Get it right

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Gonna rob a bank tomorrow and when the stadwatch come I'm gonna tell them it was my alter ego Countess Boochie Flagrante

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sooooo sick of seeing people say that the council of tides shouldn't have complete control over kerch shipping. they stop the island from sinking??? every day?? have some respect

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idk about you guys but I'd be popping the BIGGEST bottles if kerch started sinking

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me and the girls when kerch starts sinking

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guys you have 24 hours to unfollow sanktvladimirs not only are they impersonating and mocking real etherealki and real saints (they are NOT a member of the second army) they're a dregs member, and I bet they're a fucking ka/nej too

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I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT

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WHO SENT ME AN ANON ASK WITH MY ADDRESS

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guys I was looking at the wiki contributions who the fuck added a jesper fahey page to the dregs wiki... from inside the stadhall???

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you know what. don't even worry about it

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the wraith was only seventeen when she started hunting slavers???? she should have been at the club

#DON'T crawl out of the woodwork and say 'oh the crow club-' #the REAL CLUB. for FUN

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[wonfilms]

❝ welcome distraction, l.hs ❞ [ drabble ] : ☆warnings: bit of kissing, heeseung is a tease, reader is called "pretty", genre: fluff! a/n : pssst, this is literally only for caelin and ri, @boyfhee & @flwrshee 's, eyes btw /j

"give me a kiss" heeseung pouts sitting on his knees in front of the sofa as you work on your laptop.. you look at him with a small smirk before shaking your head.

"baby- i have to submit this, i'm almost done, i promise" you didn't want to take your attention away from him, especially when he looked so damn cute sat waiting for you to kiss him. so you cave.. you lean forward and place a short little kiss on his lips, watching his pout melt into a smirk.

"knew you couldn't resist me babe" he smiles at you, and you almost regret it, as you rolled your eyes looking back at your laptop with a smile now. "mmh sure, who was it that came asking for a kiss~" you make sure to tease, even though your cheeks were hot now with slight shyness..

heeseung stands up, leaning over your frame sat on the couch propping himself up, by placing his hands next to your head, he smirked watching the way you flushed and looked away back to your assignment, the screen casting a soft glow on your features... he takes one hand, and lifts your chin up to look at him.

"i want another kiss. a proper one, you little tease" he smiles, eyes wandering over your face "you've been looking at that screen for ages~ don't you want something better to look at~? like me, your handsome boyfriend hm?" he teases, eyes narrowing with a slight hint of mischief.

he lifts your head up gently to meet his lips, kissing your firmly, revelling in the way you let out a small gasp, eyes fluttering shut just starting to melt into the sweet kiss before he pulled away, moving away now.. walking away with a massive smirk after leaving you breathless.

"now where are you going heeseung!?" you pouted, folding your arms .. "i'm letting you finish your assignment, pretty~" he taunts as he leans against the doorframe, as you scoff he walks into the kitchen humming a song under his breath.. you shake your head lightly before yelling after him with a smile "you're a massive tease lee heeseung!"

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[zygomantic]

I'M YOURS

Synopsis: Sukuna wants you to be his pet. You accept.

Pairing: Ryomen Sukuna x female reader

Content Warnings: explicit!! reader referred to as "pet", unprotected sex, fingering, p in v, afab! reader

A/n: Because most of you voted for filthy Sukuna smut, this is what you get. (Btw I didn't expect so many to vote, holy shit, thanks!!)

Sukuna trailed the pads of his fingers over the swell of your breasts. "Your skin is so soft," he growled, watching the path his fingers made and leaned, then attached his mouth to your jaw.

Your body went ridged as he sucked and licked over that point. So distracted, you didn't even notice his hand move down to pop open the top two buttons of your blouse, before he plunged his hand into your top, kneading your breast with his hand.

You gasped in surprise, head falling back onto his shoulder as his large hand palmed at your breast, cupping the weight in his hand, rolling and pinching your nipple between his finger. A subtle pulse went straight to your core and you felt a pool of warmth beginning to form in your panties.

Sukuna chuckled as he watched you, knowing he was going to enjoy making you fall apart for him. "Look at you enjoying this" he said, his voice causing a shudder to rack through your body. His hand left your breast to trail down your stomach, aiming that burning place. The throbbing in your center grew stronger and your back arched of its own volition, desperately attempting to find stimulation.

You jerked a bit as he nudged your legs open with his knee, spreading your thighs apart to better gain access to the heat between. You barely had time to take a breath before he dipped his head down to whisper in your ear, "You'll never want to fucking leave after this," and then he slipped his hand between your legs.

Sukuna grinned as you released a shuddering sigh. He wasn’t even touching your skin and you were falling apart. His finger circled over your nub just over the black lace of your panties and he felt his cock twitch against his leg as he felt how wet you had already become even though he had just barely started touching you.

"Oh, I think you were made for me, pet," his sultry voice groaned into your ear, his breath caressing your skin.

His finger continued its slow motion around your clit, and you writhed against his body, barely contained sobs escaping from your mouth as he continued to stroke your center. Your eyes drooped, not knowing if you wanted him to kiss you or not, but before you thought he was going to do so, his hand slipped inside your underwear and his fingers were gliding through your wet folds. You could barely conceal a moan as a new gush of liquid flooded your center.

"Be mine, pet," his deep voice groaned into your ear. "Submit yourself to me and I vow that I will bring you pleasure like you have never known before. Trust me, woman, I know how to."

His fingers massaged through your folds, following the path down from where your clit was, and without warning, he plunged one long digit inside of you.

"Ohhh fuck," you cried, throat tight as a sob wracked through your body. Your hips rocked against his finger, feeling the slender digit slide in and out and in and out in a pattern that you hoped would never end.

Without warning, Sukuna added a second finger along with the first causing your tight hole to widen even more to accommodate his long digits.

You started a rocking motion against his fingers and he groaned in approval as he felt your walls squeeze around his digits. His hips started rocking against yours, looking to relieve the pressure he felt throughout his length. A pressure begun to form in your lower belly. You chased after it, panting and writhing against Sukuna behind you, and just before you felt yourself break, he pulled his fingers from your core.

You jerked forward, eyes wide as that glorious peak vanished from sight, leaving your pussy wet, throbbing, and completely unsatisfied. Your thighs were shaking and you could feel the slickness of your juices running down your skin.

Sukuna stared at his fingers, watching in fascination as your slick stuck to his digits. "Be mine, pet. All I need is for you to say it." He closed his eyes and stuck his fingers into his mouth, his tongue swirling around them. He moaned at the taste of you, his pupils contracting in delight.

You didn’t care anymore. You wanted him. You wanted the pleasure he could give you, the satisfaction he would bring your body. Sukuna promised you he would. You whispered something, so quietly that it couldn't be heard. Sukuna raised an eyebrow at you, "You'll need to speak louder, woman. What was that?"

"I'm yours," you mumbled again, but a bit louder.

Sukuna grinned down at you, knowing he had you. "One more time, pet, I didn't quite catch that."

"I'M YOURS," You screamed, sobs wracking your body as you fell back into the hard form of his body and writhed against him, angling your hips against his in search of some sort of friction. "I'm yours, so please! Just… please!" You cried.

Sukuna grinned widely. "That's what ike to hear," he said as he pressed on your back, pushing you forward and making you bend until your cheek was pressed against the floor. He growled in satisfaction at seeing you like this. Bent over, legs spread wide, thighs quivering in anticipation of what he was about to give you.

He lifted your skirt und ripped your soaked panties off, showing what now belonged to him. Sukuna freed his cock from his trousers. It was stiff and swollen, almost aching as it stood at attention, the head coming just beneath his belly button. He groaned has he took himself in hand, stroking up and down his long shaft, feeling the veins pulse as he pleasured himself. He started leaking from his tip, grinning at the thought that his cock was weeping at the sight of his pet's pussy.

The heat in between your legs was near painful and you needed something, anything to release the tension. Almost of its own accord, your hand trailed downwards towards your aching center. You pressed into the small nub, almost sighing in relief as you circled it with your fingers, but before you could build her pleasure, a larger hand caught yours own, bringing it out from beneath you and pinning it back on the ground by your head.

"Ah, ah, ah, pet. That's my job," he playfully scolded you.

A whine escaped you and Sukuna smiled at your eagerness and leaned forward, rubbing his tip up and down your wet folds, coating his cock in your juices. He pressed his tip into your clit, circling the head of his cock into your nub causing you to let out a loud moan of approval, eyes closed as you waited for him to take you.

Sukuna lined himself up at her entrance, and pushed the head of his cock into her.

You gasped at the same time he let out a long groan. You were tight and sinfully wet. Inch by painful inch, the pleasure taking over his senses, Sukuna pushed himself into his pet, nearly panting with the effort of holding back. He could have easily rammed himself into you, taking what was his without care, but he wouldn't do that. He wanted you to have fun too. Not wanting to prolong your pain, Sukuna flicked his hips and slid inside you the rest of the way.

A flash of pain disappeared as quickly as it appeared as the feeling of being completely filled took over your mind and body. You felt whole, like the missing piece inside of you had finally found its way home. Above you, Sukuna was feeling exactly the same way.

He groaned as he leaned forward, the angle making him to slide in even deeper if that was even possible, which caused sounds of pleasure to escape from your lips.

He leaned down to place an open-mouthed kiss on the unblemished skin. "I think you were made for me," he whispered into your ear.

"Sukuna," you gasped, hand reaching up to clutch at his wrist near your head.

"Yes, pet?"

You shifted your hips, gasping in pleasure as the ridges of his cock rubbed against your sensitive walls. "Please move."

"With pleasure."

His movements started out slow and controlled just wanting to feel the sensation of moving within you. He groaned into your shoulder, quickening his pace.

You let out ragged breaths every time he pushed back into you, his length penetrating to depths you didn't even know existed.

You bit your lips to keep yourself from moaning out too loudly. Noticing this, Sukuna cocked his head down at you, grinning at how modest you were. "Come now, pet, don't hold back." He gave a particularly sharp thrust with his hips, causing a small whimper to break free through your lips. "I want the whole world to know you're mine."

You let out a loud gasp, crying into the air as you felt the fingers of his right-hand reach down around your hip and rub against your aching nub. Sukuna released a loud groan as he felt your walls give a particularly tight squeeze around his cock, causing his balls to tighten.

He knew he was close, he could feel it, but he wouldn't allow his release to come without satisfying you first. He'd promised to satisfy you, and he would.

You couldn’t take it anymore. The combination of his cock massaging your inner walls, striking your womb with every thrust, and his fingers circling the pearl between your legs was almost too much to handle. You arched your back beneath him, your head leaning back and pressing into his shoulder. His fingers were working furiously on your clit and you whined as you felt those digits slip through your folds.

Sukuna felt your walls quicken around him, knowing you were about to come, just needing one last push over the edge.

"Come on, pet," he breathed into your ear, his huffing breath causing goosebumps to appear on your skin. "Let go for me."

With one last motion of his fingers, and one particularly angled snap of his hips, you let out a piercing scream as you felt the tether completely snap sending you spiraling into wave after wave of pleasure.

Sukuna gave a shuddering moan as he felt your juices burst from your depths, coating his cock in more of your slick, the liquid falling out and dripping to the ground beneath where you were joined. His thrusts continued, severe and unrelenting, and finally, he let himself go.

His groan sent shivers down your spine as he spilled his heavy load within you, riding out his high slowly, savoring every bit of it.

He stilled within you, chuckling darkly, as his red gaze was in your body beneath him.

"That's my pet."

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[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Sword gays showdown, round 4 of bracket two

Propaganda:

For Hikaru Sulu:

1) Okay, first off: Which version am I submitting? Prime timeline (TOS) or Kelvin timeline (AOS, also known as the reboot movies if you're not in the fandom)? The answer is both. Prime Sulu has the more iconic fencing scenes (and is also said to have other sword related abilities) while Kelvin Sulu is canonically gay. Specifically as a tribute to George Takei btw who played prime Sulu in TOS and is famously gay and an LGBT+ rights activist among other causes. The picture provided is prime Sulu but if you've only watched AOS, feel free to vote for him anyway.

I'm not gonna link any videos here since that would probably exceed the scope of the propaganda section but clips should be pretty easy to find. And if you can't, just trust me: The TOS fencing scenes are amazing. The AOS one is probably fine too but it's been ages since I've watched it and I forgot it even existed so it can't have been THAT memorable.

Fun fact: George Takei initially didn't know how to fence and didn't find out he'd have to until pretty late and started taking fencing lessons only three weeks before the filming of that episode (The Naked Time) and apparently "became so out-of-control and boisterous that he had to be separated from the rest of the production personnel, for their own safety" which, in context of what the episode is about, is just absolutely amazing. Truly iconic.

Anyway, considering Star Trek is an important part of queer history (I'm only half joking) you need to vote for Sulu, we all know George Takei is an icon, make the right choice here.

2) When they got hit with the drunk virus he took his shirt off and started challenging people to duels. Iconic 

3) This bitch got the outer space disease that makes you silly, and revealed they were gung ho for fencing, and brought out their sabre to just. Swashbuckle. Goes "/oh my/," and is clearly gay and played by a gay actor

For Olivier:

She is only female general in her nation, and guards the northern border. She fights with a sword even though there are other people with guns. Olivier is unmarried despite being older (not sure how old exactly, but she is a general, and that takes time). To the best of my knowledge she shows no interest in anyone, thus making it possible to interpret her as aromantic and asexual, or as a lesbian. The bit where Mustang offers to take her on a date and she threatens to eat so much she will bankrupt him is funny.

#sword gays showdown #hikaru sulu #star trek #star trek aos #star trek tos #olivier mira armstrong #fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡ peanut butter & tears ♡

♡ Pairing: idol!boyfriend!minho! x fem!reader

♡ Summary: A week after Minho goes public with your relationship, a ghost from your past posts a stream of tweets on social media revealing your darkest secrets to millions and, more importantly, your boyfriend.

♡ Genre: angst/fluff

♡ Word Count: 1.1k-ish

♡ Warnings: mention of sex, brief discussion of scars/stretchmarks/self harm/people being assholes on the internet (none of it's graphic but still important to warn you of, my loves)

♡ A/N: I love and appreciate @aprilskillstory not only for submitting this but for being super patient while I wrote it and for trusting me to write it at all. I named this after a DPR Ian song btw. If you haven't heard it, it's magical.

This is a nightmare...

Actually, it’s much worse than that. Nightmares you wake up from. This is real life. No alarm clock will ring to snap you out of it. This is happening. Sinking further down into the lukewarm water of your bubble bath, you look on helplessly as your phone lights up with notifications. Every few seconds the number in the top right corner of a half dozen apps doubles, triples in some cases. 

Minho’s decision to go public with your relationship had initially gone much nicer than you anticipated. A week had passed with minimal backlash and what you did receive had begun to die down before the stream of tweets that have you preferring to prune than to crawl out of this tub and face him.

There's no telling who would have posted them. Tweet after tweet detailing things that you’ve wanted with everything in you to open up to Minho about. You’ve tried a million times and a million times your admissions have gotten caught in your throat, jagged and barbed, refusing to budge.

But someone dragged them out and your soul along with them, putting your secrets on display for a merciless crowd set on tearing you away from their beloved Minho. 

“Trauma like that can’t make her a stable girlfriend.”

“Self harm scars? No wonder she’s always covered up in pics…” 

“Our Lino deserves better.”

“She’s dated girls too? Do you think he knew?”

“If Minho knew he wouldn’t be with her.” 

You scroll through reply after reply until your screen’s too wet for your touch to register. You’re startled by the sound of Minho shouting, his voice muffled through the thick walls of your apartment but his rage is unmistakable. Placing your phone on the chair by the bathtub, you hop out before courage abandons you.

“It’s gonna be okay” you repeat to yourself, wrapping a towel around you to form a lilac safety blanket, “Everything’s gonna be okay. Just breathe.” Footsteps descend down the hall and you breathe in through your nose, out through your mouth. Slow breaths full of intent like the pink haired girl in the yoga pants on Youtube instructed you to do.

“You’re the only big brother I have. Just, please, don’t let them come here” Minho begs, standing in the doorway with his phone to his ear, “I’ll come after. I promise. Thank you.” He hangs up, turning to you, his gaze transforming you into stone like one of the foolish men who dared to lay eyes on Medusa. The rise and fall of your chest ceases almost to the point of lifelessness.

“Minho, I can explain…” He folds an arm across his chest, nervously tapping his phone against his temple, “That you hid things from me?” “I didn’t hide anything. At least, not on purpose. I didn't mean to do it.” “Then what did you mean to do? Hmm? You know what I do for work. What were you thinking?” “Fuck, I don’t know” you weep, sitting on the edge of the tub.

You tilt your head back, hoping to send the tears rolling back to where they came from but it’s no use. They only pool in your eyes, clouding your vision so that the only thing you see as Minho approaches is the distorted silhouette of his figure. “I wanted to tell you, I did, but I was afraid it’d be too much at once. That you’d hate me like other guys in the past have.”

You’re rambling, breathing heavily, blindly reaching for tissues. Minho leans your head forward, resting your left cheek on his stomach while he strokes the other side of your face, soothing your anxiousness.  “Hate you? Hate…you?” he asks, more offended by your statement than you expect, “I need you to look at me.” Sniffling, you turn to look up at him and he’s…smiling?

“I love you. Nothing could ever make me hate you. I just wish you’d come to me so I could've protected you. If I had known…” “Wait, you’re not mad?” “At what?” “That I’ve, you know, dated women before.” Minho shrugs, “Jisung’s basically my last resort if we break up so, uh, no.” “But my scars and my stretch marks…” Kissing you on the forehead, he backs away and begins to take his shirt off.

“When you asked me to have sex with the lights out did I ever argue?” For the first time since you met, it sets in that he had, in fact, never questioned why you never wanted the lights on. Come to think of it, you usually didn’t need to ask for them to be off. They already were. Minho tosses his shirt to the ground, running his fingers along the scar that marks his abdomen, “I was afraid you wouldn’t like mine either.”

“Wouldn’t like it?” you scoff, unable to fathom how you’d ever find him anything short of beautiful, “It’s a part of you. I love anything that’s a part of you.” Minho sits down beside you, delighting in seeing you even partially uncovered for the first time, “The feeling’s mutual.” The sound of a vibrating phone grabs your attention. You glance over at the chair. It’s not yours.

Minho digs his phone out of his pocket, groaning as he scrolls through text messages. “Shit, I have to go do damage control” he huffs, jumping up to toss his shirt back on, “But when I come back we have to talk. I have questions about the scars if you’re comfortable? Just to make sure you’re okay.” “Uh, yeah, sure that’s okay. I’ll make us some food for when you get back and you can ask me whatever.” 

His phone vibrates again, this time it’s a call. “What?” he whines, “I’m on my way. No, I really am. I’m in the car right now. Oh no, you’re breaking up. Oh…” Minho’s phone hits the bath water with a splash, sending bubbles cascading down the walls. “Oops,” he gasps, knowing very well it wasn’t an accident.

Minho gives you a dozen more kisses on your lips, on your forehead, on your cheeks, before he’s dashing around the apartment searching for his keys. “And stay off of social media unless you plan to make a list of everyone who says something bad so I can fight them! Love you!” he shouts on the way out the front door. “Love you too!” you shout back before it closes.

Left alone in the silence of the aftermath, you nibble at your bottom lip, nervous at having finally found someone this accepting but beyond happy that he exists. That he’s yours. A phone vibrates again. Your phone. Picking it up you see that it’s a call from someone you haven’t spoken to in a while. No doubt with questions about what’s been going on. You stare at it for a moment, contemplating answering but then...

“Oops” you gasp, letting your phone slip into a watery grave beside Minho’s, “Tragic.”

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