#BIPOC to the front

[jestermessenger]

we are allowed to need help. struggling is not a moral failure, and it is not a noble endeavor. it doesn't make us failures, and it doesn't make us better than others. if you're having a hard time... whether it be needing food, toiletries, bills paid, transportation, emotional support, reminders you're loved... please reach out to those around you, those who support you, and look online for resources. ask around for them, even!

maybe your neighbor knows a better building nearby to do laundry. maybe your grandma knows a food pantry that isn't on online lists. maybe your best friend can give you a lift to your job that day. maybe your coworker actually knows what it's like

if you get rejected the first few times, keep trying. you deserve to receive the help you need, inherently. you don't have to earn it, suffer xyz amount for it to be "bad enough", and you don't have to have or do something in return then and there, or even soon after, to deserve help

we can do this, together. you will get better. and it might get worse before it gets better. like when you clean your room, and everything is everywhere. it's only because you're removing things to put them in a better space

the sky is at its darkest, the air coldest, the heaviness thickest, right before dawn breaks through, and the sun brightens the sky and warms us, and lightens the heaviness

it'll be okay in the end. if it's not okay, it's not the end. stay safe, you deserve to. others love you

☮💗🌍

[treeoflilac]

🪶🌴🦜🧿May this find only who this is meant to find by the divine. if you've come across this message, it is by no means a coincidence. feel free to scroll, you never have to be receptive if you don't want to 💗��🧸🌈🧿

if you've been seeing these angels numbers ⬇️ this message is for you!

#1111 #963 #222 #144 #202 #303 #333 #133 #311 #211 #999 #1010

Source Creator, The Highest Good, all of The Divine, they 🤍LOVE🤍 you. they 🫂ADORE🫂 you. they WANT you to be happy. you are inherently worthy of happiness. you are inherently good enough. especially if you are transgender, queer, of color, indigenous, disabled, fat, intersex, chronically ill, and have an inner child that wants to come out every day.

you are deserving of wealth. of love. of money. of stability. you deserve housing where you don't have to worry. where you are safe always inherently. where you and all your family can sprawl out, have your space and privacy, enjoy yourselves... AND STILL have space to run, laugh, party, play, and jump!!

to create, to study, to do what your heart desires!!! to heal, to rest, to lounge, to be comfortable!!

you deserve to not worry about paying bills, for medicine, food, clothes, gas, transportation, mobility aids, gender afforming care... and I'm not saying for you to have enough money to take care of it, though you deserve that, too. I mean that it should all be free. inherently. it is your RIGHT as a living being that exists. if you need it to survive and thrive... it NEEDS to be free. bare mimimum.

watch as The Divine Universe whisks away everything that doesn't serve you. don't hold onto it. if you're going after and chasing it, and all you're getting is a feeling of it's not enough, a feeling that YOU'RE not enough, that you won't succeed, that it's not worth it no matter how much importance your ego puts unto it... if it's falling away, let it. if it's that job you really wanted... that relationship. that class. any opportunity you placed so much importance on that you thought you couldn't make it without it...

let it go. because I guarantee you that you can and you will. part of the reason you need to let go is because you thought you were nothing without it, that you wouldn't make it without it. stop that thinking in its tracks

your angels, the gods, your spirit guides, and your ancestors want you to know... if you need help letting go, just ask. if you need help identifying what this is for you, to be steered in a direction better for you, etc. the Divine and loved ones are ALWAYS happy to guide you, help you, give you support, and teach you how to stand on your own two feet

and there is nothing in the world that is worth sacrificing your well being for. you deserve this all bare minimum. BAREST minimum

and all that have made you feel like you can't stop going above n beyond for them and others, even when you were worn down to almost nothing? when you put up boundaries, said "no I actually can't do this. it's not feasible for me/I don't have the energy for it/ I'm too busy already/I had plans already/I can do this just not now/I'm almost done with what you want or need, can I have extra time?"

and you were guilted, degraded, beaten, abused, threatened, and/or manipulated to do it anyway?

all of those people, places, and energies are going to be facing Divine Judgement. and you're not a bad person for wanting that. you're not a bad person for being angry. for being upset at being mistreated. if you're thinking it wasn't that bad to warrant such deep anger and resentment, that is your brain protecting you so you don't go bananas crazy and go postal from the soul wrenching pain

Source Creator sees it. they made existence, they made eyes, ears, and hands. so please, do not doubt that they can see, hear, and feel you. do not doubt that they can help you. that anyone can. you're not selfish or asking too much. you're not a lost cause... you deserve justice. and you will get it

ask your angels, your guides, the gods you're devoted to, your ancestors, the universe, Most High AKA Source Creator... ask them to give you justice. ask them to restore what has been lost. to guide you to community, help, support, people, opportunities!!

to help you rewrite your story as your own. it IS your life! live for yourself. not for those who have fallen. not for those who need you. not for those who try and stop you. for you. it CAN be about you. and it is. you are your own protagonist

and if you need extra boosts, here are my personal fav sound frequency videos that have saved my life. Spirit guided me to put these here 💗⚖🪶 read the description of the justice and return to sender videos for activation instructions

if this message helped you, I'd appreciate it if you could like or reblog it. spreading the messages of the divine to those who need it helps immensely, and so does me knowing it reached you. thank you for reading, and have a lovely day 🍀��🫂☮🐚🏝🌊

[cupiidzbow]

yknow sometimes you gotta be so lovey dovey and affectionate with eachother to the point where it pisses everyone off 🩵🧡 [sona uses he/him]

[paopuofhearts]

"Activists":

We live in the Imperial Core of White Supremacy where we participate by virtue of existing within it.

Also "Activists":

i may be legally required to pay taxes that fund and uphold White Supremacy systems, but I'll be damned if I make the choice to vote in ways that can shift these systems.

Also "Activists":

Audre Lorde said the masters tools cannot destroy the masters house so we can't possibly use the tool of voting to change the system because all politics are always the same.

Also "Activists":

Instead I create and participate in community building by donating online and going to protests.

[letbenfuck2021]

I feel like we don't sing the praises enough about black and brown butches.

The safety I feel when surrounded by black and brown butches......unmatched. Good day to black and brown butches ONLY today.

[mpaizsounds]

Adjenai - Make Me Feel (2021); EP

Arrangement & additional production Favorite track: Fear Is A Liar < LISTEN HERE >

[swiftthistletea]

publishers will talk about representation and "#OwnVoices" and push books about gay theatre kid humor teifling pirates having queer gay sex written by a woman from Massachusetts with a gummy smile who calls herself a "Disaster Bisexual" on twitter and women will read the books and write rave reviews on goodreads about how it was so refreshing to see good queer representation and how much they squee'd and fangirled so hard when gay pirate 1 called gay pirate 2 "his silly stinky little guy" that they woke up their husband. and people will say that if you read these books youre a morally good person and the Trumpers Will Not Win and then other women will comment about how the books about gay pirate buttsex between two "feral unhinged germlin mode queers" are the only things keeping them from killing themselves and making their family watch. and then you will go to half price books and see the gay pirate book front and center on a display for 8 months and there will always be two women standing around it talking very loudly about BTS and House of the Dragon and then after the trend dies down 18 copies of the book will take up half a shelf in the sci-fi/fantasy section and they will never move and it will just be like that for years and its all because another #OwnVoices cozy historical romantasy came out but this time its about fantasyworld Tibetan Monks having gay sex on Not Mount Everest and the whole cycle repeats again but this time with publications and goodreads articles talking about "timely" conversations about race and queer identity. but this time it will be shortly lived because it will come out that Jenny Luizou the author of the monk gay sex book is actually another Massachusetts woman with a too gummy smile and is actually not a nonbinary bipoc Chinese person from Kazakhstan but everyone should have known this anyway because she calls herself a "disaster bisexual" on twitter sometimes. the pirate gay sex book is still taking up half a shelf during all this

[covid-safer-hotties]

So I have an opportunity to write an article for The Sick Times, and I need to interview some people from Southern/rural places about their covid caution/long covid experiences where there's little-to-no resources or social support. Drop me a DM if you're interested! If they like what I write, it could be a series. BIPoC and long covid folks go to the front of the line, but the more voices I hear from, the better my article will be.

[soon-palestine]

as an american citizen, you have the right to assemble. the police and other governmental agencies violate this right through mass arrests, illegal use of force, criminalization of protest and other means that threaten our right to free expression.

DO NOT TALK TO THE POLICE:

they are not your friends. they are not there to protect you, regardless of your race. their presence there is to protect the interests of the state.

what to do if you are detained or stopped by the police:

do not resist, even if you think they are violating your rights.

calmly ask someone to record.

ask if you’re free to leave. if you are, walk away.

how to stay safe during a protest:

write phone/legal aid numbers on your body. bring a sharpie for others to do this.

ALWAYS use the buddy system. don’t be selfish & stick to your own friend group. if you see someone alone, invite them into your circle.

don’t know where to seek legal aid?

before attending/during a protest, visit http://nlg.org/chapters/#massdefense.

NLG chapters are organized into regions. find. your region and write their number on your body.

encourage others around you to write that same number on their body.

4. if you are threatened with or under arrest:

you have the right to know why you’re being arrested. calmly ask. if they refuse to provide a reason, stay quiet and ask for legal representation immediately.

do not give any information or sign anything without a lawyer present.

what to do with your phone during a protest:

put your phone on airplane mode

disable face ID/touch, replace with 6-digit passcode instead

spreading awareness is great but avoid posting photos of people that include identifying features.

police want everyone to leave the area, what should that look like:

shutting down a protect through a dispersal order must be the last resort for police.

a clear danger must be present.

police must give adequate time for protesters to disperse and an exit route.

what are your rights if you’re being stopped or detained by police:

you do not have to consent to you or your belongings being searched. if you consent, anything can be used against you in court.

police can conduct a “pat down” if they suspect you have a weapon.

if you see someone being detained, what should you do:

record the interaction. police can not demand to view or delete any footage without a warrant.

use calming affirmations towards the person being detained. they are likely scared. be there for them.

use whatever privilege you have to protect others.

if you see a disabled person struggling, offer to help. find medics to assist people experiencing anxiety or having a panic attack. if you see a BIPOC being harassed, surround them.

personal note on using your privilege: i have seen white people, countless times, place themselves in front of BIPOC when police draw weapons/approach protests. it often works.

do not be a person that just acknowledges their privilege, use it for good.

10. remember that we protect us. ignite this chant as a reminder to everyone present if you have to. communities are supposed to help one another. don’t be a sell out, offer support, share resources, food and water. be a kind soul.

if you can not participate in a protest for whatever reason, you can still help! drop-off supplies! (water bottles, allergy-friendly foods/snacks with ingredients labels on them, sharpies, cards with legal aid numbers on them, masks, makeup remover wipes, hand sanitizer, etc)

sources/disclaimer: main source:

@ACLU and my own opinions. this is not legal advice. consult legal representation if you are in need of assistance.

stay safe, be on the right side of history. black lives matter, no one is illegal, we protect us, land back, all oppression is connected and free palestine. 🇵🇸

[httpsserene]

CANGRATS ON 3K!!! it alright if you can't but, i was wondering if I could request the car wash kink rating for danny, max, oscar, yuki, and franco with the diy porn prompt

#3k vday celly

🧽🪣 would you like a complimentary car wash? — send me any five (5) drivers and one (1) kink from this list, and i will rank the drivers in order of who i think is most to least likely to participate/avoid, or love/hate that kink !!! each driver will have a small blurb written xxx

༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. i always get stuck on writing one of these for some reason lol. have a bunch more requests from the celly that are going to be dropping every night this week morst likely! remember, the last day to submit a celly request is on valentine's day !!!happy 3k 🤍 and thank you for requesting, babe xxx

⌕ 3k v-day celly nav | all 3k requests | main nav | table of contents ↻

𝐦𝐭𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 (𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐞) 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 fem!bipoc!reader x mv.1 | dr. 3 | yt. 22 | fc. 43 | op. 81 cw under the cut.

oral and vaginal sex. light humiliation kink in max's drabble?

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Daniel’s eyes are starting to burn under the harsh light of the computer monitor. He’s been half-hard from the moment he started reviewing the raw footage, and he’s tempted to rub one out so he can edit without the constant throbbing of his arousal. Nobody can blame him for getting distracted while he tries to decide which of the three angles he recorded of you riding him in reverse cowgirl is the best. He knew convincing you that buying three separate camera setups was necessary because it allowed him this dilemma. Should he use the angle that shows your chest bouncing from the front? Or, the one from behind, where it shows his muscled abdomen and the plush, brown, skin of your ass marred by bruises of his handprints? Or, the close-up angle that shows where your cunt greedily swallows his cock? It’s an impossible choice, so he decides to alternate between all three. He clicks open File Explorer to save the video, wincing when he sees that the dedicated external hard drive containing all of your sex tapes is 98% full.  

Franco’s struggling to keep his phone steady as your tongue dances around him, moaning loudly when the head of his dick is caught in the warm squeeze of your throat. He looks away from the phone screen to watch the tears spill over your waterline, his groan of pleasure wobbling at the sight. When he looks back, the camera angle has fallen away, only catching the view of his hand lightly resting around your neck. His arm holding the phone is weak, and he has to move his hand from your throat to help focus the lens back on where he’s fucking into your mouth. Capturing the perfect angle becomes unimportant when he drops his phone on the floor to carefully guide you off of his cock, the video’s focus now is the ceiling. The audio paints a much more in-depth picture; sounds of the two of you kissing, the rustling of the bedsheets, skin clapping, the creaking of the bed, and the debauched noises of satisfaction from both of you echoing around the room. It gives him another reason to convince you to let him film another sex tape, and he’ll be sure the sight of him fucking you is front and center.

It’s one of Yuki’s fantasies. He didn’t think he’d ever have the courage to ask if you’d be willing to film a sex tape with him, considering that if it somehow leaked, it would have the potential to ruin your livelihood. One night, during a drunken game of truth or dare, you shyly admitted to wanting to make a sex tape and Yuki took the chance to make his fantasy come true. He’s practically filming in total darkness, the flash of his phone camera solely illuminating where he’s thrusting into you. Even though there are no identifying factors being shown (besides the contrast of your skin tones), he’s incredibly careful about making sure there are no easy tells— keeping your faces out of frame, having you muffle your whimpers into a pillow, and catching his breathy groans behind his hand. He swears the absence of noise coming from your mouths amplifies how wet you sound around him; he can’t wait to see if that’s the case when he watches the video afterward. There’s a feeling dancing at the base of his skull; it’s screaming that he’s some sort of freak for enjoying this, and it has him rushing toward his climax ridiculously quicker than he’d like, but the fluttering of your walls around him lets him know that you’re in the same boat. He wonders if there are any spare face masks hidden somewhere in the apartment; he’d show more than where your bodies meet if your faces are hidden.

Max is camera-shy. He knows it’s kind of ironic, given the amount of cameras that are focused on him on any given race weekend, but he can’t handle the attention during sex. When you both watched your first sex tape, Max was mortified. He can’t believe he looks and sounds like that during sex, the recording showing him just how desperate he is for you. Obviously, he feels the way his body responds to you, but he didn’t expect it to look so debauched on camera. It’s not like he’s ashamed by how good you make him feel, it’s just that he finds it humiliating to see it—regardless of the way you adamantly insisted that you find it hot as fuck. Now that he’s aware of how he looks, whenever the camera is on he isn’t able to devote all of his attention to you because he’s fixated on stifling his reactions—which ruins the point of filming a sex tape, and the fun of sex for both you and him. Max knows the video highlights the furious blush running from his cheeks down to his chest as he distractedly eats you out. He exhales heavily in relief, his scalp stinging deliciously when you tug him away from your cunt with a hand fisted in the mess of his blond hair, and he eagerly rushes to stop and delete the recording before you can even finish saying the words.

Oscar isn’t one to kink shame, but sex tapes are a no-go for him. He thinks it’s irresponsible to record his sex life, especially when you consider the effect it could have on his reputation and career if a video of him were to leak. It’s an irrational fear of his: he thinks that no matter how securely stored the sex tape could be, it would end up on the internet where millions of people would see it and then his reputation would be ruined forever. He’s a little terrified when you send him risqué photos, let alone nudes for that exact reason. It’s not like he doesn’t appreciate it—he thinks you’re mouthwateringly attractive when you’re fully clothed, of course, he appreciates the pictures of you in lingerie or less—but he’s going to scold you for sending it after he gets off to it…because what if that was the exact moment someone hacked into his phone and got their grubby hands on your nudes and posted them? Oscar hears how irrational he sounds when he’s telling you that, but that doesn’t stop him from thinking it. You lovingly call him paranoid, but you do respect his boundaries—he’s much more amenable to seeing you tease yourself with a vibrator live on Facetime rather than watching a recording of the last time you guys had sex. 

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© httpsserene — do not reupload. photos in header from pinterest. mdni divider by @cafekitsune.

[adelacreations]

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[creatingblackcharacters]

Hi there! Many apologies if I put my foot in my mouth here.

Do you have any rules for when to use BIPOC vs POC? I personally don’t like the term BIPOC for a number of reasons, most of which match the Newsweek article I link at the end, but since I’m nothing close to an expert, I wanted to check if you had an answer for what to do on that front. Possibly separately or possibly as part of the same question, do you have a preference as to which is used in your inbox? Happy to do either, even if the surge towards only ever using BIPOC makes me a little squeamish since I really struggle to find anyone championing it who doesn’t eventually turn out to be white when I look them up.

PS - I feel like I see both PoC and POC, but never BIPoC. Is there a reason for that, or are people just making inconsistent guesses at capitalization?

Newsweek article in question: https://www.newsweek.com/bipoc-isnt-doing-what-you-think-its-doing-opinion-1582494

I think it's really just a personal choice, fr. I have never cared for it, really 😅 I have better battles to fight (the proper use of 'NOUN of color'), and I get what they were trying to do, but... I tried and I just... I don't care for it.

It feels self serving to me. It's redundant and yet it sort of lumps Black and Indigenous folks together in a way that... It doesn't address that while we do have similarities and overlaps, we're not the same and shouldn't be dismissed so easily.

And also, "indigenous" doesn't necessarily mean 'Indigenous to the Americas', so without that added context to the conversation, you could be talking bout anywhere and those indigenous people could very well be white 😭 and if your point by then is "well I mean the ones of color" then by then you could have just said "people of color" already! 🤣 But that might be me overthinking it.

You could just refer to people by their names 😭 I'm not just an amorphous POC, I'm Black! So when you enter my inbox, say Black. No, don't refer to me as a POC/PoC or a BIPOC, you know what I am and what I've asked you to refer to me as. It's honestly incredibly insulting when I make posts specifically discussing Blackness and they get hit with the #poc #poc things. I do love my folk of color and will show solidarity ofc, but when I'm talking about Black people, I do mean Black people. And I'm pretty sure I can tell who's leaving those tags 😬

We're not all one lump solely defined by "not white"- when you know our identities, use them!

Sidebar, I also always misread it as "Bi and Indigenous people of color" 😭 Lmao you managed to accidentally hit on something I'm very passionate about but rarely speak on 😅

[clubsoft]

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summary · dieter eats his co-star in a field . tags · spit / drooling / all of the above / oral ( f receiving ) swearing / dieter is an eater / lil bit of manhandling / 3rd person POV ; no use of Y/N / size diff / public sex ( oral ) / set during the bubble / reader is bipoc - curly hair , brown eyes , no other descriptors aside from that / if i missed anything mb / if there r spelling errors , no there arent i tried to proofread word count · 923 notes · practicing my smut n im getting MUCH better if i do say so myself . this is my submission for the #WIRED4YOU challenge by @chaotic-mystery . i made the deadline by a day , this is a huge win in my adhd book . thank u for having me n i hope u enjoy !! <3

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It begins as visits stemming from the excuse of boredom. He perches himself at the foot of her bed as she adorns herself. Powders, creams, glosses — glitter behind curly lashes, above brown eyes, pink dabbed atop the glowing apples of her cheeks. Dieter watches in awe. An expressive man, he doesn’t care that she sees his eyes widen or his jaw drop. The eager tilt of his head brings the corners of her lips to curl. He couldn’t ask for more.

There is nothing out of place about him in that frilly, satin space. Bathrobe atop ill-fitted, baggy clothing, unruly curls brushed through with gel slick fingers – a mad scientist sort of creature in appearance, sans the science. All madness. To everyone else on set. He’s sweet, she says, harmless, enthused about his KitKat mystery, wide-mouth crying over baby goats, victim to a lack of rhythm, in dancing and in life. How else would he have been allowed past her door? 

His pale jade corduroy robe is now a picnic blanket, keeping the grass from dirtying her pristine flesh as Dieter spreads her legs, bends her knees to her chest. Her dress is bundled around her waist. Her panties, lace, baby blue, lay somewhere nearby. 

“Keep them here,” he whispers, distracted. She listens, whispers his name. The breeze carries it away. His focus is occupied by what awaits him at the center. He would call it porn perfect, but that would be an injustice, an offense to the smaller, seraphic girl under him. Porn is fake. What he has in front of him couldn’t be more real. Her pussy is heavenly. Sticky. Soft. Squeezing, pulsing, drooling for him. His hands press to her rear thighs, his thumbs stretch out. One pinches her flesh, spreads her delectable cunt to one side. Her toes curl, her frame tenses in anticipation. His other thumb dips in, the pad slips from her entrance to her clit, tracing around it, over it. Eased by the wave of warmth, an ariose, filthy noise comes up from her throat. Dieter is goaded on.

He repeats the motion. Her hips lurch, her thighs jiggle. She huffs. Pretty, pretty, pretty.

“If you’re not gonna eat me—” 

Her impatience cannot be denied. Not when it manifests as a pout, a glimmer of disappointment in her eyes that simply cannot mark the conclusion of this intensely coveted moment. This lucky strike. Dieter shakes his head frantically, delicately kisses her inner thighs in wordless apology, carving a path to her neediest spot. No hesitation, no pause to fill his lungs with air, he licks a long, slow strip over her slit — from her entrance, over her folds, to her clit, and then down again. She trembles, moans, no longer gripping her legs to her chest. Ample thighs drop to his shoulders. He circles his arms under them, folds his hands at her belly and lifts her into his mouth. Needy, desperate. Working her body effortlessly. 

His level of skill should be startling.

It isn’t. 

Dieter groans, the sound sends shivers through her, her spine arches. He has lowered himself from his knees to his stomach, his front stained grassy green, covered in dirt. It could not matter less, for her fingers have sunken into his hair, acrylic nails scraping his scalp, little hands grasping, tugging, struggling for something — anything to hold her from her undoing. He slobbers, drags his tongue flat over her folds, moaning nearly as loud as her. His plush lips close down on her clit amidst a sloppy kiss, and suck. Heat surges through her. She cries out, yanks at his hair. 

“Dieter — fuck — almost…” 

He comes up for air. She whines, as though he had betrayed her. He gasps his breaths, smirks, trails his lips along her thighs, messy, trailing saliva. A heartbeat goes by, and he is on her once more. His tongue slips inside, as deep as humanly possible. His nose molds to her clit. Where any other man would move his head, Dieter moves her, rocking her hips against his mouth. Each subtle tug to her body is marked by a sap-like mewl. Lustful, and beautifully so. The rhythm itself is steady. He is anything but. His eyes are all that is visible of him. Dark, drunk, set directly on her angelic countenance, witnessing it morph into depravity. 

When she cums, he groans, laps harder and harder. She quivers on his tongue. Her body melts within his hold, he lowers it down, back upon the velvety material of his robe. His beard drips with spit and spend alike. His lips do not leave her, lavish kisses to her thighs, her belly, the spill of her breasts above her neckline, her throat, her jaw, her chin. Her lush lower lip is caught in her teeth. He wants it between his own, so he takes it, sucks it into his mouth and bites, tugging away. A squeak is all he receives. Her fingers tumble from his hair, arms circling his neck. The action is gentle, he noses at her jaw in response, tucks loose curls behind her ears.

“That was… good,” she coos. He grins, bright. His eyes are sparkling, he hovers over her, waiting for her attention. She cups his chin with one pretty hand, and mirrors his expression. A simper. A kiss. “Something on your mind?”

He  inhales to speak — in true Dieter fashion, his words could never be predicted, “Before we leave the hotel tomorrow, can I have your autograph?” He stops, glances down at the painful bulge in his pants. “And can I be inside you? Please?”

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[eternalbuckley]

It's you and me. — mattheo riddle

SUMMARY: Your boyfriend takes care of you and showers you with his love.

word count: 565

genre: pure fluff | no specified reader, queer!reader, bipoc!reader and plus-size!reader friendly

warnings/tropes: established relationship, just pure fluff, english is not my first language, not proofread — if I forgot something, please let me know!

a/n: idk what to think of this but i just wanted to write something short and cute for mattheo. that's all. this isn't proofread or edited so ignore possible grammar mistakes thank you <33

reblogs, feedback and comments are highly appreciated and welcomed! ♡

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The corner of your lips curled upwards as soon as you smelled freshly cooked food. Mattheo had led you into your shared kitchen, his hands covered your eyes while he made sure you couldn’t see anything of his surprise yet.

“Can I see it now?” You spoke softly when you stopped walking. He pressed a soft kiss on your cheek and withdrew his hands.

You slowly opened your eyes, your smile got bigger as you took in the scenery in front of you. A table set with a vase of your favourite flowers and food – freshly cooked by your boyfriend. He wanted to surprise you with something simple, a surprise for your special day.

You turned around to face him and immediately wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss. “Thank you,” you whispered against his lips and let out a soft giggle. “You’re the best.”

Mattheo grinned and placed his hands on your waist, pulling you closer towards him. “Anything for my best angel,” he kissed you again before he pulled away and led you to sit down.  “I hope it tastes good. I had some help from Pansy and Luna. They got the recipe from you and made sure I did everything right.” He nervously scratched the back of his neck as he explained everything and sat down in front of you.

“It looks perfect,” you smiled brightly at him and took a bite as soon as you could. It didn’t just look perfect; it tasted just as perfect. For a brief moment, you closed your eyes and hummed before you opened them to look at your visibly nervous boyfriend. “It’s just perfect,” you placed your hand on his hand and squeezed it.

He looked down on your hands and calmed down. With a smile, he looked up to you again and raised your hand to tenderly kiss your knuckles. He was visibly relieved to hear that it tasted well. He wanted this evening to be perfect, for you. All he wanted was for you to feel loved and cared for. He didn’t have to do things like these, but you still appreciated each moment with him – no matter which one as long as those moments were with your boyfriend. That was all you needed.

As the night wore on, Mattheo showered you with all his love. Showing you how happy he was to be able to call you his partner – his better half. Someone who was worth to change for, he did it for you and he wouldn’t want to change it in any way. Later that night you were taking a bath together. He lit up candles and massaged your back as he sat behind you. The warm candlelight brought up your features even more. You felt the mixture of the warmth of his body, his soft kisses and water.

“I’m so proud of you, my love. You’re the best that happened to me in my life. All I could ever ask for is you. How could I ever not be thankful to be your boyfriend?” he whispered into your ear and pressed a kiss on your shoulder. “My wonderful angel. It's you and me. You’re all I need to be happy.” You smiled at his words and closed your eyes. You leaned back into him with a soft hum and enjoyed being close to him.

[thebisexualwreckoning]

People online are attacking Ali hazelwood for writing an age gap romance and every single reader/author has crawled out of their caves to man the front lines because bitch???? Ali fucking hazelwood??? That’s who wanna attack?? My girl has been standing up and using her privilege to spotlight bipoc authors and standing up against genocide and holding space for indies and in general being an all around good fucking human being and you wanna attack Ali?? My girl ain’t done nothing wrong leave her the fuck alone to write her smutty little romance books. Yall just hate it when women have fun

[valevntine]

hello friends,

in regards to what i've been seeing recently happening in this fandom, i feel like i want to remind something to everyone.

i'm a white queer woman, and while i'm not able to even start to understand the systematic hate BIPOC are subjected to everyday, i'm documenting myself and i hope my words are a reminder to us folks in the lgbtq community - especially us whites.

don't forget our roots!! don't forget who fought for us before anyone ever did: marsha p. johnson, a transgender black woman, sylvia rivera, a transgender latina woman, stormé delarverie, a butch, biracial lesbian woman and many, many other bipoc figures!

there's this phrase i've been seeing around lately: "some people are gay but not queer" and it's so so true. it makes me go insane and leaves me absolutely baffled when some people tell me they've never heard of such amazing, brave and heroic people of color, literal pieces of our history. they paved the way for us to live as freely as we can today - because yes, as much as we're terrorised now, their days were much worse.

marsha was one of the founders of the Gay Liberation Front (GLF), formed as a response to the Stonewall riots.

along with sylvia, they also founded the Street Transvestite Action Revolutionaries (STAR) which provided shelter, protection and food to LGBTQ youth.

there's much more they all did, the list would be never ending. i'll leave a few resources down below. i know it's not much, but i hope that this - as i said before - may serve as a reminder to us in the queer community to never turn a blind eye to our BIPOC friends, to always uplift them and boost their voices. we need to thank them for everything they did.

the Marsha P. Johnson Institute

SRLP (Sylvia Rivera Law Project)

the Stonewall Inn and The Stonewall Forever documentary

BIPOC in LGBTQ+ Liberation

more queer and trans BIPOC leaders

documents from BIPOC/radicalised individuals during the AIDS epidemic in the 90s

Marsha's Plate - a podcast hosted by three black trans women

anyone is free to add more in the comments and if there is any mistakes i made please do correct me! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤