#t: joe j

[aroace-cat-lady]

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He's right tho

[politicaldilfs]

South Dakota Governor DILFs

Dennis Daugaard, Nils Boe, Richard F. Kneip, Walter Dale Miller, Leslie Jensen, Bill Janklow, Archie M. Gubbrud, George T. Mickelson, George S. Mickelson, Frank Farrar, Harlan J. Bushfield, Mike Rounds, William H. McMaster, Ralph Herseth, Carl Gunderson, Merrell Q. Sharpe, Joe Foss, Sigurd Anderson

[omegaremix]

Omega Radio for June 16, 2021; #267.

Black Sheep: “Without A Doubt”

Salt N’ Pepa ft. En Vogue: “Whatta Man”

Digable Planets: “Nickel Bags”

Fu-Schnickens: “Sum Dum Monkey”

Lord Finesse & AG “Fat For The 90’s”

A Tribe Called Quest: “I Left My Wallet In El Segundo”

Heavy D: “Don’t Curse” (f. various artists)

Arrested Development: “Mr. Wendel”

Nice & Smooth: “Return Of The Hip-Hop Freaks”

Kris Kross: “Warm It Up”

2Pac: “Brenda’s Got A Baby”

Yo-Yo: “Homegirl Don’t Play ‘Dat” (RMX)

Warren G: “Do You See”

Bone Thugs N’ Harmony: “1st Of Tha Month”

Fat Joe f. Diamond D & Grand Puba: “Watch The Sound”

Chi-Ali f. Phife Dawg & Dres: “Let The Horns Blow”

Outkast: “ATLiens”

West-Coast Rap All-Stars: “We’re All In The Same Gang”

Three Times Dope: “Weak At The Knees” + “Funky Dividends”

Naughty By Nature: “It’s On”

LL Cool J & various artists: “I Shot Ya’ (RMX)

Lifer’s Group: "Real Deal”

Boogie Down Productions: “Black Cop”

Kid Frost: “La Rasa”

Grand Daddy I.U.: “Represent”

Scarface: “A Minute To Pray And A Second To Die”

Lost Boyz: “The Lifestyles Of The Rich And Shameless”

Slick Rick: “Mona Lisa”

Tone Loc: “Funky Cold Medina”

The Notorious B.I.G.: “Who Shot Ya?” + “Big Poppa”

Ice Cube & Ice-T: “Trespass”

2 Live Crew: “Banned In The U.S.A.”

Mobb Deep: “Still Shinin’”

House Of Pain: “Who’s The Man”

Coolio: “Fantastic Voyage”

Sir Mix-A-Lot: “Baby Got Back”

Bonus Omega; golden-era hip-hop and rap.

[thetisming]

i am feeling transgender about & Juliet currently

[westerlyroleplay]

NAME: Augustus Dunne GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis man / He/Him AGE & DATE OF BIRTH: 32 years old / November 26th HOMETOWN: Westerly, RI TIME IN WESTERLY: Returned 6 months ago RESIDENCE: Downtown OCCUPATION: Doctor at Rhode Island Medical Center

I KNOW THAT IT’S OVER, I DON’T NEED YOUR      ——      closure.

“no sugar, darling. we cannot risk you gaining weight again.”

a curt nod, nothing else to add to this simple truth. his mother knows best, she always had. it would mortify him to lose the role of the perfect son just because he dared to eat a pastry. but his mother is here, makes sure he eats the right portions, the right greens - only the food that would make him better. auggie needs to be perfect this time. 

on the other side of the table, his father is not even sparing them a glance. this soirée is important, a deal must be dealt, one they could all benefit from. clarissa, his mother, she smiles and nods. that is all they can do, for william, right now. smile and nod. smile and nod and shut up. they must shine for him, for all his efforts for the family (she told him this, a few years back, hiding in the darkness of his enormous bedroom, and he has held so tight to this knowledge, that he is nothing more than a disturbance in the busy lives of his parents). father deserves it. they all play a part in the family. 

diamonds are adorning his mother’s long, smooth blonde hair, shining upon her pale skin. she is wearing nothing but the most exquisite emerald dress, and auggie admires the way every gaze fly her way when she moves across the room. clarissa dunne (née keane), one of the most up-and-coming fashion designer in new york, knows how to direct a crowd, charm her way through every heart, every soul. young auggie wants this. the attention she gives others, the way she looks at them, without looking through them. 

like she does with him

he sees how even his father steals glances at her. how lucky she is.

her big, soft blue eyes, are laughing as she exchanges polite pleasantries with the other women. auggie does his role to perfection, he hopes william notices. would notice how his son has not opened his mouth all night, has been a good boy. how every now and then, his mother’s hand comes and readjusts his bowtie or puts back in its place a wild curl. 

come now, you demon-child. stay pretty for mama

they all love him, these women. tell clarissa how her son is perfect, so well-mannered and polite. ms. vickers tells her he should eat a little bit more, though. he hasn’t even touched his foie gras, clarissa. It would not do him wrong to eat a little! strangers’ expectations of what he should do, eat, read - they don’t matter. he does not care, his attention is focused on something else. someone else. 

auggie musters some courage to look up at his father, and, unexpectedly, actually meets his eyes. william dunne holds his gaze for a minute (a minute, or a lifetime?) before turning back his attention to the conversation (between real men, he would tell his son often). at this very moment, something dark and ugly creeps up alongside his spine, setting its claws in the very core of young auggie’s innocence. 

only years later would he recognize, put a name on this destructive feeling : shame. 

“really, this attitude… he gets it from your side of the family.”

“you’re not serious, william? did you see your mother?” a pause, heavy with the most recent insinuations from the accusation. “she believes herself queen of the fucking world, speaks to us, to me, as if we’re nothing but dogs and lowlives. she’s as arrogant as your son!”

“definitely not. this brat, that’s your son.” 

the road ahead is flat, uneventful. trees are running, and augustus tries to find someone, something, hiding into the trees. his father’s driving, fast and careless. his mother is fixing her makeup again. they’re both trying to convince each other that auggie is not their son; that his faults are a result of either DNA, and not a result of their parenting. never would they win an award for being the most present, caring parents. both are successful, sure– william is, after all, the heir of Standard Oil, his mother an up-and-coming fashion designer. they fight, alot. not often about all their children. but a lot of the time about their son. they often do that when the boy messes up. today, it’s a fist in an annoying girl’s face. she kept telling him that he was stupid. kept laughing at him you have girl hair and pointing at him. his mother always told him that he should never hit girls but his father always told him that real men stand up when they are intimidated, bullied. so why, oh why, is it bad that he hit angela’s bird-like face? she certainly deserved it. auggie is a real man, he stood up. 

his mother sighs, auggie keeps his attention focused on the road outside. she turns to him, her blonde hair encircling her face, accentuating her jaw. his mother, once the most beautiful woman in his opinion, though the epitome of refinement, has eyes that are never kind towards her son. she told him, once, that she hated him. hated how gorgeous he was, as if he stole all of her remaining beauty. she’d been drunk, that time. william had sat there, in the car, driving, saying nothing. auggie was ten at that time, and he remembers this as if it just happened. he despises clarissa. can’t wait to be out of her clutches. “but for the love of god auggie, why did you have to hit that girl? you want attention so bad, is that it?” she barks the words at him, but he focuses on the scenery outside. thinks that if he keeps his attention elsewhere, then her words would slide off him. how can she be so right, yet so blind? she scoffs and turns back to rearranging her lipstick. 

augustus does not understand where his anger comes from; would never quite be brave enough to look deep. it is probably rooted in this twisted thing the dunnes call family. 

the trees are running, and auggie thinks he spots something dark, dangerous, lingering in the woods. 

he’s fourteen and has been expelled from three different boarding schools. no matter the price his parents offer, not a lot of schools want him in their ranks. he’s been into fights, he’s been arrogant. sure, he’s bright and his grades are the best– but as soon as his parents are gone, he turns into a little monster. 

of all the things they do, they send him to westerly’s private school as a last resort. he wouldn’t have minded the public educational system, rather than this prissy, snob school. it’s a school known for its disciplinary measures. principals march the corridors, teachers watch their recess time. it’s a prison, disguised as higher education. they think that he will learn his place in the world.

instead of discipline, auggie learns procrastination. 

instead of control, auggie learns the taste of stolen champagne bottles. 

he meets his best friend there; she is highly mean but highly fun. she teaches him how to put makeup on, lipstick red and messes up on his face.  unea portrait of his mother, a pale parody, a cynical love. his new friend does not care much about a lot of things. auggie can relate.

he despises the uniform, gets detention everytime he forgets his tie. the evergoing stares of the teachers, watching them, making sure they form a line, that they don’t run in corridors, that the uniforms are pressed and cleaned. he feels like he’s HOME again, his mother pestering him about nonsensical things. nothing better for difficult childs, the principal assured his mother. she did not even say goodbye before going back to new york for work, dropping him with nannies in westerly. sorry love. i have a meeting with some investors-

it’s not all bad, auggie knows. he discovers literature, and poetry, then. gets lost in music. his new friend, soft and beautiful matty makes him listen to new bands, americans, french, even canadians. he joins his friends in secret parties, they get into bars during the weekends, even though they’re underaged. they drink and smoke, and it eases everything. no more pressure, just the low, warm feeling in his belly, like a beast that has finally calmed down. 

his mother dies. 

his mother dies, and leaves him alone with a father that’s barely present. a father that has no comforting words for his children as their mother died. 

a father that barely looks at him, that barely knows how to interact with children, even less with teenagers. william dares, once, to be stern with his son. augustus throws a fit; and literally, a vase. at his father’s head. he will do whatever he wants with his life, he does not want this black gold that poisoned his childhood, his family, his mind. auggie swears on his own life that he’ll leave as soon as he can. 

his mother’s death is a liberation. like finally, he’s able, allowed even, to breath and get his head out of the water. her overbearing presence in auggie’s life is no more. the dam breaks, he feels like finally, he has a chance to be himself. his very imperfect, horrible and ugly self. 

finally.

it’s difficult, after that. their schedule barely meets, as auggie focuses back on his studies, with a side of illegal drinking and partying. he sets his eyes on a goal, a prize. one that would take him far away from william dunne, and westerly. he’ll study medicine, he’ll become a doctor. he’ll help people instead of destroying the earth with petroleum. he won’t ever have to be in the same room as his father

and if sometimes, a gentle but firm hand wakes him up to guide him back to bed instead of letting him sleep with his nose in a book…

and if sometimes, he acts sleepier just to feel his father’s arm around his shoulder well…

well, no one’s out here to call him out on it. 

he’s alone. as he always has been.

coming back to westerly after leaving fourteen years ago…it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. while a lot has changed, auggie can still see the vestiges of old days. some establishments are still up and thriving, others closed. it is still as beautiful as it always was. while he thought he’d never miss it, there’s a place in his heart that feels lighter just stepping foot on the familiar pavements. 

the circumstances are not the most perfect, sure. funerals are never happy; but auggie puts on a mask. sticks close to his uncle, with whom he always kept contact. meets his father’s widow, a woman he doesn’t know, doesn’t esteem (yet?). smiles when he needs to smile, shakes hands when the occasion arises. he is his parents’ son, he knows this dance. does he vomit the fucking canapés while everyone’s busy talking about nonsense? yes. are the tears falling from his eyes entirely because of it? probably not. 

there’s a suitcase in his car. filled with letters, some opened. others sealed. the last one he got, heavier than the others, has been left untouched. it arrived a week after the news of his father’s death. augustus fears what it contains. not yet ready to face his father’s closure, to grant forgiveness and to accept it. 

*** 

six months after his father’s death, Holiday House is sold. auggie leaves washington for good, to come back to westerly. he’s not a child anymore, he doesn’t need to hide anymore. 

maybe…maybe he should open that last letter. 

Portrayed by JOE KEERY, written by J.

[kernelscorner]

Cover Reveal News Round-Up, Including Books By Joe Abercrombie, RJ Barker, J. K. Rowling, J. R. R. Tolkien And TJ Klune

[joesheistyy]

sleep shirt

Your most favorite comfort sleep shirt had officially been ruined. This massively large t-shirt got you through many major life events, including college.

The notorious sleep shirt had holes out the wazoo, stains, slack from stretching, and it had served its time.

"Joe, look at my shirt," you whined as you were getting ready for bed one night. Your typical sleep outfit was your underwear and this shirt alone. Joe ate it up too.

"Oh jeez babe, that needs to be trashed," he laughed as he began to brush his teeth.

"This shirt got me through college, I don't think I can ever get rid of it. But there is also no way I can sleep in it anymore," you frowned.

"We'll get you a new one," Joe said.

"But what if I don't want one," you replied and huffed out of the bathroom.

"Trust me y/n, I'll get you a new one," Joe confirmed.

You went to bed that night for the last time in your old comfort shirt. You snuggled up to Joe and he rubbed your back. He knew you had attachment issues with inanimate objects. It's like they have feelings or something.

In the morning, you woke up alone. Joe had an early practice. However, Joe left a note for you on your nightstand.

Y/N,

I promise I will get you a new sleep shirt. I know it won't be the same, but I think we'll both like the one I have in mind.

Love you

J

You went about your day as normal, curious to see what in the world Joe might pick out. Your sleep shirt was your most iconic and favorite outfit. He knew you were a sucker for any and all comfy clothes.

You had to run a few errands throughout the day which meant you missed Joe when he returned home for lunch. This was the perfect time for Joe to set out your new sleep shirt surprise.

When you returned home, you headed up to the primary suite to put on some comfy clothes. When you opened the door, you saw a new shirt laying out on the bed.

As you approached the shirt, you noticed the big number 9 on the front. The massive orange shirt was one that Joe purchased from the Pro Shop. And of course, it has his name and number on it. Typical Joe, an absolute cute and adorable jokester.

When Joe returned home from the rest of his day, he found you lying on the couch in just the shirt and your underwear. His laugh startled you out of your reading trance.

"I see you like the shirt," Joe laughed. You set your book down to the side and stood up to do a twirl.

"I'm actually obsessed with it," you smiled. Joe walked over to give you a hug. You wrapped yourself around the man who knows you so well.

"Just wait until I get to take it off," Joe joked with a smirk.

Let's just say, it was certainly an eventful night.

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omg hi y'all its been so long!!!!! I def came up with this idea cause im wearing a burrow t-shirt to bed tonight lolol

[hauntedppgpaints]

Hottest Alternate on Each Team Poll Results!!

GOOOOOOOOOD EVENING HOCKEYBLR!

I've got the piping hot results of the poll I posted this week, served fresh and ready to be read! The final count was 623 votes!

TOP 10 ACROSS THE LEAGUE:

Leon Draisaitl, 537

Ryan O'Reilly, 521

Travis Konecny, 520

Claude Giroux, 519

Brendan Gallagher, 504

Nick Schmaltz, 496

Kris Letang & Victor Hedman, 464

Mark Scheifele, 461

Marcus Foligno, 445

Matthew Tkachuk, 443

BOTTOM 10 ACROSS THE LEAGUE:

Corey Perry, 7

John Carlson, 11

Jakob Silfverberg, 14

Lawson Crouse, 19

Sam Reinhart, 22

Jaden Schwartz, 28

Darnell Nurse, 29

Connor Murphy, 31

Cam Fowler, 37

Jonathan Huberdeau & MacKenzie Weegar , 40

Detailed tallies, pie charts, and fun facts are below the cut! Sorry about how the teams are paired together, there's a 30 image limit on posts :(

Ducks:

Adam Henrique, 338

Troy Terry, 130

Mason McTavish, 104

Cam Fowler, 37

Jakob Silfverberg, 14

Coyotes:

Nick Schmaltz, 496

Clayton Keller, 108

Lawson Crouse, 19

Bruins:

David Pastrnak, 398

Charlie McAvoy, 225

Sabres:

Rasmus Dahlin, 390

Zemgus Girgensons, 233

Flames:

Elias Lindholm, 300

Rasmus Andersson, 138

Chris Tanev, 105

Jonathan Huberdeau, 40

MacKenzie Weegar, 40

Hurricanes:

Sebastian Aho, 310

Jordan Martinook, 170

Jaccob Slavin, 143

Blackhawks:

Seth Jones, 268

Jason Dickinson, 173

Nick Foligno, 144

Connor Murphy, 31

Corey Perry, 7

Avalanche:

Mikko Rantanen, 292

Nathan MacKinnon, 231

Cale Makar, 100

Blue Jackets:

Zach Werenski, 376

Sean Kuraly, 182

Erik Gudbranson, 65

Stars:

Tyler Seguin, 426

Miro Heiskanen, 100

Joe Pavelski, 56

Esa Lindell, 41

Red Wings:

Ben Chiarot, 324

Andrew Copp, 199

David Perron, 100

Oilers:

Leon Draisaitl, 537

Ryan Nugent-Hopkins, 57

Darnell Nurse, 29

Panthers:

Matthew Tkachuk, 443

Aaron Ekblad, 158

Sam Reinhart, 22

Kings:

Phillip Danault, 433

Drew Doughty, 190

Wild:

Marcus Foligno, 445

Kirill Kaprizov, 114

Joel Eriksson Ek, 64

Canadiens:

Brendan Gallagher, 504

Mike Matheson, 119

Predators:

Ryan O'Reilly, 521

Ryan McDonagh, 102

Devils:

Jack Hughes, 327

Erik Haula, 171

Ondrej Palat, 81

Jesper Bratt, 44

Islanders:

Cal Clutterbuck, 329

Scott Mayfield, 120

Brock Nelson, 105

Jean-Gabriel Pageau, 69

Rangers:

Mika Zibanejad, 240

Adam Fox, 207

Chris Kreider, 71

Artemi Panarin, 59

Barclay Goodrow, 46

Senators:

Claude Giroux, 519

Thomas Chabot, 104

Flyers:

Travis Konecny, 520

Scott Laughton, 103

Penguins:

Kris Letang, 464

Evgeni Malkin, 159

Sharks:

Luke Kunin, 288

Mario Ferraro, 188

Mikael Granlund, 88

Tomas Hertl, 59

Kraken:

Jordan Eberle, 258

Adam Larsson, 201

Yanni Gourde, 136

Jaden Schwartz, 28

Blues:

Colton Parayko, 225

Justin Faulk, 202

Robert Thomas, 196

Lightning:

Victor Hedman, 464

Nikita Kucherov, 159

Maple Leafs:

Mitch Marner, 310

Auston Matthews, 188

Morgan Rielly, 125

Canucks:

J. T. Miller, 407

Elias Pettersson, 216

Golden Knights:

William Karlsson, 235

Jonathan Marchessault, 168

Alex Pietrangelo, 118

Jack Eichel, 102

Capitals:

Tom Wilson, 289

T. J. Oshie, 240

Nicklas Backstrom, 83

John Carlson, 11

Jets:

Mark Scheifele, 461

Josh Morrissey, 162

[lushlovers]

Ignored, J Burrow

summary; he's quite the hypocrite

warnings; joe still is an asshole what'd y'all expect, swearing, this is the stupidest argument but i would act like this too fr, the pettiest duo ever ong

word count; 900-ish

notes; ughhh i missed frat!lsu!joey so much omg. one of the few fics being posted as a thank-you for 400 followers! pls someone notice how they react similarly to each other with their actions when frustrated

This year, like the few before, Joe had convinced you to come to both of his frat's formals, for you it was a win-win, getting to dress up all pretty and seeing him all cleaned up in his fancy suit. He kept his arm secured on your hip, and both of you stepped out catching the eyes of everyone in the room, per usual.

Boredom has slowly settled in over the span of the few hours you've been here, staring at your nails and chatting with the extremely energetic girlfriends and dates of his fraternity brothers could only hold your interest for so long. "Can we go up to the room yet?" You mumble, trying not to make your growing impatience too obvious, and leaning into him with a pout present on your pretty face.

"Soon, babe," his response is short, obviously just trying to shut you up. You sigh, clicking your tongue, murmuring under your breath about going to get a drink. He barely has paid any attention to you at all tonight, nor did he say anything about the dress he ditched you to go shopping for alone. He swore up and down that he would take you to the mall, and you'd choose something together, but he opted out at the very last minute, simply venmoing you the cash for it.

It takes a lot out of you just to not scream at him to acknowledge your existence for two damn seconds, but no. Everyone, but you seemed to keep his attention this entire time. Your jaw is set tight as you fish your phone from your purse, finding yourself sitting alone and scrolling on your feed aimlessly as Joe continues to socialize.

Time passes slowly, but midnight's creeping up, you remember you both have a keycard on you which prompts you to slip out of the dining hall completely. As you make your way up to your floor you decide a text will suffice, maybe he'll see it, maybe he won't, and it's not your problem anymore.

angel🌟: i went back up.

Before you thought it couldn't get any worse, he somehow managed to piss you off even further. Read 11:54. May the Lord be on his side, that's one thing he never did to you, he knows exactly how you feel about that, you even went as far as to turn his read receipts off to avoid this feeling.

In the time it takes him to finish doing whatever the hell he's been doing all evening, you'd changed, gotten out of your makeup, and were tucked under the cover tightly. Assuring your back was turned to him as he made his way in and kicked his shoes off, "D'you have fun?" His question is followed by a long beat of silence, but he just assumes you're asleep and says nothing else.

After just a few short minutes of him entering the in-suite, he returns in an old t-shirt and basketball shorts. When he climbs into bed behind you and pulls you in close, you stiffen, making his grasp loosen significantly, "Were you like, intentionally ignoring me all night?" His brows crease and for a minute he just opens his mouth like a fish out of the water as he searches for an actual reason for the lack of interaction between the two of you.

"Not intentionally," he responds quickly to get you to be quiet for what seems to be the hundredth time today. The last thing you want is to be treated like the various girls whose feelings he plays with for his own amusement. Still, after tonight, you're severely lacking the cognitive ability to go back and forth with him tonight.

Your silence catches his attention, making the scrolling he was going on his phone come to a halt, "Are you gonna say anything?" In your head, you're screaming at him about how you're feeling, to say more than two words a sentence to you, but to possibly tick him off you bite your tongue and settle for a smartass reply.

A stifled laugh breaks the tension in the hotel room, followed by a snarky response, "Nothing to say." That does him in. Ironically being treated in the same way he treats others, receiving a taste of his own medicine. He slams his phone down on the bedside table, "I'm talking to you now and you're being short with me," another laugh escapes you at his hypocrisy and simply how childish he's acting right now.

The tone of voice you chose doesn't even change an octave when you decide to speak once more, "Now you know how I feel," you hum, turning over to face the sliding-glass balcony door. His jaw is set tight as he stares daggers into your back and you can feel them burning through your oversized t-shirt. Without saying anything else, he mimics your movements and turns over with his arms crossed over his chest, pouting.

[phoenixtakaramono]

Butchlander for C, R, W :3

(This Ask is regarding this.) ( ˘ ³˘)♥

C = Cum (where does your muse prefer to cum/have someone cum)

Both men like to creampie their partners. It’s canon. For Butcher, in S4, as well as revealing that Butcher had cheated on Becca years ago with a waitress, Joe Kessler asks him where his “soft spot for supes” started: “Was it when you shot your load and creampied Maeve?” As much as I despise cheater!Butcher now being canon, at the very least since this has now been written into the show, this better not be a throwaway line; I’d like to think the writers are setting up foreshadowing for a S5 payoff, especially with the Butcher/Maeve scene that Kripke asserted was included for a reason. In the comics, Maeve had a secret child with The Legend which resulted in Blarney Cøck and in the comics “Ryan” had been a baby Butcher stomped to death. I smell a potential comic reference setup, especially with evil Butcher era in S5. I HC, with Butcher at least, he would be a little more careful (if he’s not pissed drunk) and wear a condom. Or if he’s in a risky mood, he’ll pull out to stroke himself to release—before pushing his dick back in.

For Homelander, I presume since he’d always thought his seed wouldn’t take, he operated under the belief he’d been shooting blanks all this time. Which equates to, he doesn’t need protection. Most impotent men would feel insecure about their masculinity so, likewise, with Homelander, he’s likely brainwashed himself into thinking: well, it’s probably a good thing he cannot get ordinary mudpeople pregnant; he’s genetically perfect; he’s a god. His seed is too powerful for ordinary unworthy mudpeople. If anyone’s going to be carrying his child, it’d be with someone like Maeve (if only she’d get pregnant). But, irony of all ironies, he got Becca pregnant. This man does not use protection. He sticks it in and will finish inside you whether you want it or not.

You cannot teach an old dog new tricks. So if John the Homelander and William J. Butcher were to hookup or get into a relationship, their breeding kink fundamentally wouldn’t change. Billy, just to be an ornery bastard, would probably be the one in the relationship to at least ask if Homelander had been tested for STIs because he does not want to catch anything from this, which high-key offends Homelander and would earn a reactionary splutter along the lines of: “I’m a fucking god, William; I do not need to be t-tested; how dare you lump me in with other pathetic mortals? I’m clean. My blood’s probably purer than the rest of you.” (You cannot tell me, with the show’s bigotry connotations, that he wouldn’t say something like this.)

So, we’ve established both men cum inside. Billy Butcher would 100% cum inside Homelander. Sometimes, when the whim hits, he’d pull out early before ørgasm and stroke himself until he cums over the blond cunt’s gaping arsehole or over the curve of his back. Or, if Billy’s feeling a particular mood, he grunts for Homelander to turn over and to open his mouth for him so he can finish himself off, shooting all over Homelander’s face and his waiting tongue; or after releasing, he orders Homelander to get on his knees and clean his prick off (cards his fingers into his gelled blond hair, messing it up further, and breathlessly calls him a “good boy” whilst Homelander, still in his subspace, dreamily laps up any salty precum and sucks him off). Homelander’s usually prim and proper in their day-to-day so it satisfies something in Butcher seeing his load(s) drip out of him. I wager it’s a huge power-trip and turn-on for Billy, seeing the most powerful man in the world hungry for his cock. In Billy’s head, he’s doing the world a favor—preventing this monster from reproducing and creating more Homelander mini-me’s.

Both high-key and lowkey, I HC that Homelander likes the physical intimacy of feeling Billy pulsate and nut inside him. There’s just something primal about doing it raw—and being “bred” by his former archenemy. With Homelander being a vainglorious narcissist, there’s likely also the instinctual smugness and psychological reassurance of knowing that his bussy game’s so good, it’s made William J. Butcher—the man who notoriously hates him—cum inside. There’s also the feeling of ownership—of being “branded by,” possessed and “loved” so intensely by someone. He’s so desperate for intimacy, for that genuine human connection with someone, he’d find it very ironic but poetically fitting that he’s found it in the arms of the enemy.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I say it depends on various factors: what the risk entails, the appropriateness of the situation, their circumstances, the timing, the venue, and their mood, but yes they’re usually game to experiment and take risks. Both of them are impulsive, self-destructive maelstroms. Whether it’s stealing a moment for a quickie whilst Homelander’s on patrol or the both of them knowing they are seconds away from being caught with Billy’s crew just outside the doors, when you put these two men together, it often escalates to impromptu bad decisions made in the heat of the moment. They are each other’s worst enabler.

I’d like to think it’s also a big turn-on for the both of them. When one of them is particularly resistant for whatever reason, the other party taunts and eggs them on, and then it becomes a competition where the other party cannot resist the want to rub their win in the other’s face. Sure it might be inappropriate to do the horizontal mambo on The Seven conference table during office hours think of all the trouble they’d get into with HR if found out, but have you considered that William/Homelander called him a chicken? Their pride’s on the line here. Their ego, their masculinity, is at stake. If they do not prove the other person wrong, that person will have ammunition for the rest of their lives.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

The costume and cape stay on during sex, same with the boots and/or socks. Homelander’s costume is a symbol, and it gets Billy fueled with ire hatefucking him with his pants shoved down. It’s like this meme:

…except Billy probably shoves those “tactical trousers” and uncomfortable synthetic vinyl-looking eagle-mesh pants down Homelander’s arse and just penetrates him raw Homelander’s lucky that Billy is considerate enough that he won’t go in dry (plus, he’d chafe); at least he’d spit down there if there’s no “nice, big family-sized bottle of top shelf lube” readily available for either of them to use. The pants could easily be torn away by either him or Homelander, although it’s funnier to think of Billy being the one doing it because you get Homelander throwing a hissy fit being all like:

Homelander: Really? This is my one suit, you heathen. You couldn’t have been more delicate with it?

Billy: *smirks* Nah.

For Homelander, the suit serves as a defense mechanism. It’s his armor; it’s his shield. Like everyone else, he has his body image insecurities (like irl models/ celebrities, I presume he has to give some consideration to his caloric intake, his weight, any sign of weight gain, or aging, etc). Removing his costume and exposing his body to his partner takes a lot of trust and emotional vulnerability. Plus, there’s usually no time to strip all the way down. It’s usually a wild and rough tussle between them.

I will have to say, if Billy manages to get Homelander bare and exposed, he’s usually a lot gentler than normal. Because he’s not fucking Homelander; he’s making love to John. It’s a subtle but important distinction.

[prapaiwife]

Oh, they shared a clip for Friday's episode. SO joe brought ming a watch, and it looks like the same brand as the one tong got him in episode 1 that he hurriedly put away, remember but anyway joe got a watch but it's not a up to date model not that it matters it's the effort that does!!! (So ming could've just left that out), but I digress he tells him the watch he's wearing, which I bet came from Tong, is the new model. And that he'll still keep Joe's because he likes it regardless, new or not. And then dofous Tong shows up with may! (and u know when tong shows up ming attiude shifts) Mind u, joe knows now that Tong and may are dating. So that may help put his mind at ease or make him second guess depending on how ming responds to tong, suspecting that if ming likes tong in any way.

so my theory here, when tong sees them, he might see the watch. And I won't be surprised if he makes a comment on it, like points it out that he did buy ming that new model watch he's wearing, and sees Joe's watch and feels then the need to point out that joe brought the outdated one and make him feel bad for it. Without him "intentionally" even trying to make him feel that way cause he thinks his opinion is needed🙄

J: this year Ming is a good kid, let Santa give u a gift.

J: they said it's new top model.

M: This is the standard version. This is the top model.

J: oh really? lemme buy u another one.

M: it's ok. even tho it's not the top one, but i like it.

M: i have a gift for u, too.

T: oh ming!

T: the world is very round *I guess another way of saying like the world is small cause they run into each other*

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Hot Vintage TV Men's Bracket - Round 1 - Part 1/2 (Polls 1-99)

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Demond Wilson Vs. Tony Danza

Ron Perlman Vs. Mr. T

Ron Glass Vs. Dirk Benedict

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Tim Russ Vs. Bruce Boxleitner

Round 1 Polls 100 - 128

[beautifulmakkaris]

If you're missing Lockwood and Co, don't despair! Here are some recommendations from fans of the show and books to help fill the void while we fight for season 2 - please share far and wide <3

All recs are from responses to this post, myself and things I've seen floating around the internet (ie, Goodreads suggestions/lists). Recs may be based on specific characters, ships, tropes, genres, worldbuilding or just general ~vibes.

Please make sure to check all content warnings before reading/watching any recommendations on this list.

Books (standalone)

Spellbound by F. T. Lukens

The Agency for Scandal by Laura Wood

The Dead Romantics by Ashley Poston

The Cheat Sheet by Sarah Adams

This May End Badly by Samantha Markum

Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas

The Ex Hex by Erin Sterling

A Sky Painted Gold by Laura Wood

The Hidden Dragon by Melissa Marr

Trouble by Lex Croucher

Books (series - *ongoing)

Shades of Magic by V. E. Schwab

Skulduggery Pleasant by Derek Landy

A Good Girl's Guide to Murder by Holly Jackson

The Locked Tomb by Tamsyn Muir*

Virals by Kathy Reichs

The Shades of London by Maureen Johnson

The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

Jackaby by William Ritter

Charlotte Holmes by Brittany Cavallaro

The Checquy Files by Daniel O'Malley

Alex Stern by Leigh Bardugo*

Stalking Jack the Ripper by Kerry Maniscalco

Scarlet by A. C. Gaughen

Renegades by Marissa Meyer

The Diviners by Libba Bray

City of Ghosts by Victoria Schwab

Percy Jackson & the Olympians by Rick Riordan

Mokee Joe by Peter J. Murray

Mortal Engines by Philip Reeve

Murder Most Unladylike by Robin Stevens*

Letters of Enchantment by Rebecca Ross*

The Left-Handed Booksellers of London by Garth Nix

Dreadwood by Jennifer Killick

The Empyrean by Rebecca Yarros*

The Bartimaeus Sequence by Jonathan Stroud

Ankh-Morpork City Watch (Discworld) by Terry Pratchett

The Mistborn Trilogy by Brandon Sanderson

Scarlett & Browne by Jonathan Stroud

His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman

Books (graphic novels)

Locke & Key by Joe Hill

Television series (*-ongoing)

School Spirits*

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Shadow & Bone

Wednesday*

Stranger Things*

CW's Nancy Drew

Shadowhunters

Locke & Key

The Bastard Son and the Devil Himself

Spooksville

The Midnight Club

Teen Wolf

Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

Grimm

Please feel free to keep sending recommendations my way and I'll update this list as often as I can! Also let me know if you enjoy anything you found from this list, I'd love to know if you found it helpful :)

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Adélia Prado

Adrian Tchaikovsky

Affonso Romano de Sant’anna

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Frédéric Chopin

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel

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Hafiz

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Mitch Albom

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Neil Gaiman

Nicholas Sparks

Nietzsche

Nikita Gill

Nora Roberts

Ocean Vuong

Osho

Pablo Neruda

Patrick Rothfuss

Patti Smith

Paulo Coelho

Paulo Leminski

Perina

Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky

Phil Good

Pierre Ronsard

Platão

Poe

R.M. Drake

Raamai

Rabindranath Tagore

Rachel de Queiroz

Ralph Emerson

Raymond Chandler

René Descartes

Reyna Biddy

Richard Kadrey

Richard Wagner

Ritu Ghatourey

Roald Dahl

Robert Schumann

Roy T. Bennett

Rumi

Ruth Rendell

Sage Francis

Séneca

Sérgio Vaz

Shirley Jackson

Sigmund Freud

Simone de Beauvoir

Spike Jonze

Stars Go Dim

Steve Jobs

Stephen Chbosky

Stevie Nicks

Sumaiya

Susan Gale

Sydney J. Harris

Sylvester McNutt

Sylvia Plath

Sysanna Kaysen  

Ted Chiang

Thomas Keneally

Thomas Mann

Truman Capote

Tyler Knott Gregson

Veronica Roth

Victor Hugo

Vincent van Gogh

Virgílio Ferreira

Virginia Woolf

Vladimir Nabokov

Voltaire

Wale Ayinla

Warsan Shire

William C. Hannan

William Shakespeare

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Yasmin Mogahed

Yoke Lore

Yoko Ogawa

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Minutes of the House Committee on Un-American Activities, August 6, 1964

Record Group 233: Records of the U.S. House of RepresentativesSeries: Committee PapersFile Unit: Minutes of Full Committee and Subcommittee Meetings of the Internal Security Committee During the 80th through 93rd Congresses

COMMITTEE ON UN-AMERICAN ACTIVITIES

August 6, 1964

The Committee on Un-American Activities met in executive session on August 6, 1964, in Room 225 of the Cannon House Office Building at 3:30 o'clock p.m. The following members of the Committee were present:

Edwin E. Willis, Chairman August E. Johansen

Joe R. Pool Henry C. Schadeberg

Donald C. Bruce

The staff members present included Francis J. McNamara, director; Frank S. Tavenner, Jr., general counsel; Alfred M. Nittle, counsel; Donald T. Appell, chief investigator; and Juliette P. Joray recording clerk.

The meeting was called to order by the chairman at 3:30 o'clock p.m.

The Committee considered the release of the testimony of Dr. James H. Robinson who appeared before the Committee in executive session on May 5, 1964. There being no objection it was so ordered.

Mr. Pool, chairman of the subcommittee holding hearings in the matter of Entry of Aliens in the United States under waiver of ineligibility (specifically, the Yasui case), again reported to the full committee the receipt of a request from Secretary of State Dean Rusk that he be permitted to testify and after a full discussion, a motion was made by Mr. Johansen, seconded by Mr. Bruce, and carried unanimously, that the subcommittee accept the Secretary's invitation to testify.

The meeting adjourned at 3:55 o'clock p.m.

E. E. Willis

Chairman

Juliette P. Joray

Recording Clerk

[starfirette]

Hey!anon here! Since you made a Fluff Alphabet for Dori,can you maybe make an NSFW version? If not,or request are closed then it's okay 🍵🌷

❇starfirette renaissance day two...?!?!?!?! I thoroughly enjoyed this!

❇Dori Sakurada NSFW Alphabet | more Dori fics here! | masterlist

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Pillow talker meets attentive retail staffer. Encourages you to pee and shower up; engages in aftercare behaviors you additionally require, such as reassurance or food. He’s very much your dom so he takes his role seriously. Your health and wellbeing is incredibly important to him so he’s going to pay attention to that first!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He prefers his mouth or his hands; he is self aware and he knows that he was asked to model a lipstick for a reason. As for you, he loves your hair. To pull it, to control you with it; or to softly play with, braid absentmindedly…

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

On your tongue. “Be good and swallow it”

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Is a kinky, kinky man. He wouldn't consider this a secret if he weren't so well known. Being that he is famous he keeps it on the down low. Very likely to be into BDSM as a dom only. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Average experience. Has had sexual relationships with partners and BDSM experiences with strictly sexual partners. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He likes when you're on your knees or intricately restrained 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Maybe strikes jokes in a mocking way, sometimes are your expense but he wouldn't ever mean it 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I doubt he'd shave at all. Maybe to keep things neat but he doesn't bother trying to stay bare

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

If he's in a relationship and he loves you, then he can be tender and romantic. But with a strictly sexual partner or a one night stand, he wouldn't bother/feel comfortable 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Makes you watch while he edges himself. He likes the JOE 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dom and Sub, as well as pain infliction and degradation. He thoroughly gets off on being in complete control. He edges himself and he'll edge you, too

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Mostly in his own place just because his toys and his ‘area’ is there

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you whine. When you misbehave. When you obviously are in need of his attention 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I don't foresee him being into the Daddy thing. He's more of a master 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes to grip a fistful of your hair while you guides your mouth up and down on his cock. He also likes to tie you up and put a gag in your mouth before he goes down on you. Sometimes, as a punishment, he'll overstimulate you. He won't take it easy. He won't let you think of it as a prize: he'll suck your clit like a jolly rancher while you scream over the gag. He knows it gets uncomfortable after a while and that's why it's a punishment

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough over slow and rough

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not his forte

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Oh yes, absolutely! 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can be pretty tired after a long day of work and filming and everything else. It really depends on how far you two want to go and if he has the time and energy to do anything. Of course if you two want to have a chill quickie he's totally down! I think he doesn't mind being a soft, service dom, especially if you ask! 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Why yes he certainly does. I imagine a sex swing, rope, floggers, and gags are some of his favorites. Just anything to keep you restrained. He is content with using his hands and mouth to punish or reward you. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Very much likes to edge you! Most of the experience is foreplay. Generally getting you wet and excited. You like to be teased, he likes to tease you, so it’s a win-win.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s loud and he LIKES being loud, he PREFERS it. If he has to yell at you then we will. Brats will be punished. But good girls get their praise. Loud encouragement is the best encouragement. He is vocal about his own pleasure and he is sure to let his girl know she’s doing such a good job.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

You two have made sex tapes, but they’re kept on your phone and not his 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I imagine he is chiseled and sharp edged, toned with slight muscles that make him bulkier than he typically would be. I also have to say he is hung as a horse 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I think that the more he loves you the more he finds himself craving you. He thinks about you all the damn time. You consume his thoughts when he is bored or daydreaming. He finds himself fantasizing about everything he wants to do to you when he sees you next

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Once you’re all cleaned up and taken care of he’ll feel comfortable to chill and fall asleep. Part of being a dom means looking out for your sub. He takes it very seriously and he’d never want to leave you without the aftercare that you need