We here

31 queer•black•lbr issa side pocket

[hymnism]

making a collection

[putridghost]

Wait I have more

[acemingo]

[sigma-time-lord]

My mom likes to say “Not my circus, not my monkeys, but I do know the clowns.”

[thefloatingstone]

[sweetsummerequinoxchild]

in germany we have "klappe zu, affe tot, zirkus pleite" : door closed, monkey dead, circus bankrupt. Never knew what it means but i like saying it everytime i end anything

pentacuore

[kamosnova]

nerdjo x reader

cw: dom!reader, sub!gojo, bdsm, crying, overstimulation, slapping, satoru calling you mommy

a/n: i wrote this is 30 minutes ok bye

satoru agreed to try out knew kinks for you.

he just never thought that being tied down to the bed frame as you were riding his dick was ever going to be something that you’d be interested in.

you had him squirming around, whimpering, rolling your hips onto his dick, clenching him in tight. tears were streaming down his cheeks from the overstimulation.

“too much.. ngh- please.. wanna touch you… ahh-s-shit.”

“what did i say? no touching until i say so, and you didn’t ask nicely. you’re being so mean to mommy, toru..”

and that’s when you start pulling out, making him shake his head immediately.

“n-no! ‘m sorry mommy… don’t stop yet.. gonna cum..”

satoru sobbed out, this made you smile and slap his cheek then grip to his white locks.

“thought so. wanna be a good boy for mommy don’t you?”

he nods almost instantly, his eyes never being taken off of you besides when he has to close his eyes to regain his composure making him shooting his warm cum into your soaked cunt

you slow down, pulling yourself off.

“satoru what did i say about asking for permission?”

you slap his cheek again, making satoru groan, he loved it.

he absolutely loved it when you took control.

“you know what happens when you don’t listen to me toru, how could you?”

and then you grab his still hardened cock, he had cum all over it so you smeared the cum all over his sensitive tip and spit onto it.

“mommy- ngh!”

“you make it passed this ‘n’ do what mommy wants then you’ll get to cum and i’ll untie you, deal?”

you flicked his tip, almost making it bounced back in place.

then he let out a shaky sigh, his cheeks all flushed along with his glassing falling to the tip of his nose.

“yes mommy.”

[i-hate-chick-fil-a]

White lgbtq people LOVE to forget that black people exist in our community

[thottybrucewayne]

When I say "I'm rooting for everybody Black," I mean I'm including Black people who are usually overlooked outside and within the community. Black people whose Blackness becomes conditional the second they confront other Black people about bigotry within our community (Transmisogynoir, Transphobia, homophobia, ableism, sanism, etc.) not abusers and coons...

[thottybrucewayne]

[thottybrucewayne]

SAY THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry for putting you on the big screen but I've seen so many times where a Black tma person gets accused of being a race-faking bad actor just for speaking about their experiences and its like...how is it the fault of this random Black trans woman that you associate anything to do with transness with whiteness? Why are you so comfortable with revoking the Blackness of Black tma people because you want to act like these issues aren't Black issues?

[thoughtstherapy]

Which one is your favourite? @thoughtstherapy

[sirpipes-deactivated20190609]

“I’m a sick fuck I like my clit sucked”

raah!

[rob-walks-deactivated20210614]

yeah the shit was fire

[blissfullydope]

Yeaaaa

[dimpled-ego]

Who tf is she?! I need this song on my playlist 😍😍😍

[kizzyomg]

😋💦

[siancore]

A Good Fit

Came up with this because of this.

For @runzu as part of the @sambuckylibrary SamBucky Gift Event

Read on AO3

Washington DC

The slight thrumming in Sam’s head persisted a moment as he walked away from Bucky and moved towards the aircraft.

“I’m coming with you,” he had heard the other man say, and even though it was futile to do so, he protested.

They stepped aboard the plane and Sam turned around, dragging his gaze up and down Bucky’s body. His lips quirked when he saw the crimson heat creep up Bucky’s neck and cheeks.

“You’re wearing that to go and possibly get your ass beat by one of the Big Three?” Sam asked with a raised eyebrow and a glint in his eyes.  

Bucky rolled his and then ran his hand over his front.

“What’s wrong with this?” he asked.

“Jeans are a bit tight for starters.”

“Yeah, yeah, “Bucky replied leaning into the teasing. “You sure never complained about the view before.”

“Of your narrow ass? Boy, please,” Sam rolled his eyes then and went to the cargo hold.

He dug around for a minute and then turned to face Bucky, who was staring at him as per usual.

“Here,” said Sam, holding out a dark garment bag. “Try this on.”

Bucky raised his brow before taking the bag; their fingers brushed and both swore that there was a flicker of a spark there.

“This better not be a clown suit, Sam,” Bucky warned, causing Sam to laugh.

“Damn, why didn’t I think of that? Look, just try it on for size.”

Bucky held the bag up and undid the zipper. He opened it and saw the dark blue leather. He ran his hand over it. The garment resembled the uniform he had worn when he was part of the Howling Commandos. It resembled the uniform he had worn in Wakanda, and then again in New York. Whomever had sought it out for him certainly knew what he liked. Sam knew what he liked.

“You like it?” asked Sam as he retrieved his own uniform and jetpack from the hold.

“I do,” Bucky replied, removing it from the bag completely. “Where’d you get it from?”

“I had it custom made for you,” Sam explained without looking in the other man’s direction.

Bucky felt something happen inside of his chest. He was touched by the gesture. He was about to say as much when Sam continued to speak.

“Didn’t think I’d get to give it to you, though,” Sam said as he turned to finally face Bucky. “Seeing as you’ve been too busy ignoring me. But, I’m glad you decided to reach out when it suited you.”

Bucky could see the hurt behind Sam’s eyes; hurt that he masked with sharp words.

“You’re welcome,” said Sam as he walked out of Bucky’s sight.

Bucky cursed under his breath and listened to the sound of Sam laughing at something the young lieutenant had said.

…

After both men had gotten changed, they sat across from one another and did not speak. Sam’s gift fit like a glove and felt like a hug. Like a warm embrace. It make Bucky feel safe and held, just like Sam made him feel.  Instead of letting Sam know that, Bucky chose to antagonize him. That was easier than admitting to the other man how his heart was fluttering at the thought of Sam taking the time to have the gift made for him.

xXxXx

Madripoor

Sam wasn’t happy with his undercover outfit, but Bucky thought he looked great.

Thought he was a nice distraction from the outright dolefulness of the Madripoor night.

Sam was like a pretty little light in a dark world, dressed in that fancy suit. He couldn’t run in those heels? Well, if he’d had asked, Bucky would have carried him happily.

xXxXx

Delacroix

They made their way up to the Wilson family home. Sam showed Bucky where everything was. Told him he could wash up in the upstairs bathroom; told him the couch was for him for as long as he needed it – or for however long he wanted it.

Sam thanked him when he carried the case for him to his bedroom; the case he had gifted him with. The case he had surprised him with.

“So, you grew up in this house?” asked Bucky as he leaned against the doorjamb of Sam’s room.

“Yep,” said Sam as he stared down at the case sitting on his bed. “Shared that other room with my older brother right up until he left for college. Sarah’s been great letting me stay a while, y’know, until I get back on my feet and figure shit out.”

Bucky nodded his head, thankful that Sam had family to take care of him. Thankful that he wasn’t alone.

“So, you any closer to figuring shit out?” asked Bucky as he took in Sam’s stoic demeanor.

Sam ran his hand over the case, looked up at Bucky, and said, “Yeah, actually. I think I am.”

…

“Here,” said Sam as he ducked his head around the open door where Bucky was getting ready for dinner. “Wear this.”

Bucky caught the light blue Henley in his hand.

“I got clothes, Sam,” he replied in protest.

“I know,” Sam replied before backing away. “But all of your clothes are dark. And I know tall, dark, handsome, and broody is your thing, but try this for me? This color will look good on you, Buck. It’ll really bring out your eyes.”

xXxXx

New York

“How is she?” asked Sam into the phone; he heard Bucky sigh on the other end.

“She’s fine,” Bucky reassured him. “How are you?”

“I’m good. Did all of the perimeter checks. Helped to get folks to where they needed to be. Spoke to the media. I’m beat.”

“Where are you? I’ll come to you,” said Bucky, sounding worried and not holding it back.

“I’m still on the ground, but what about Sharon?”

“Sharon is fine. They’ll keep her in for observations, but she’ll survive. Where are you, Sam? I hope you don’t think you’re flying back to Louisiana tonight.”

“Bucky.”

“I’m coming.”

…

“Your place is – nice. Very minimalist. Liminal, even.”

“I don’t know what any of that means, Buttercup.”

Sam laughed and then said. “I was kinda expecting to see a poster of Walker that you’d been using as a dartboard.”

Bucky laughed at that and his whole face lit up. It was a good look on him, Sam mused.

“I hope you’re not gonna agree to be on posters,” said Bucky. “All of that unnecessary hype bullshit. It doesn’t really suit you.”

“What? And not show off this awesome suit you had the Wakandans make for me? I think I look damn good, besides looking like the American flag threw up on me.”

Sam’s teasing kept the smile on Bucky’s face.

“You look good,” said Bucky as he pushed off the wall and moved towards Sam. “But, you always look good.”

The pair stared at one another a beat before Sam said, “I should probably get out of this suit.”

“You need a hand?” asked Bucky too eagerly.

“Easy tiger,” said Sam with a little laugh. They had been dancing around their attraction to one another for the longest time. There was a tension in the room that made them both feel heady. It was all about to culminate in something they could not come back from, a shift in their relationship, and both Sam and Bucky were ready.

“I just wanna help you,” said Bucky, low and soft, as he inched closer to where Sam was standing. “Let me help you, Sam.”

“Okay,” said Sam scarcely over a whisper. “Okay.”

Bucky stood in front of his partner and reached up for the goggles. He removed them from Sam’s face and then placed them aside.

“I love this design,” said Bucky as he ran his hand over Sam’s cheek. “Offers a lot of protection for you.”

Sam leaned into his touch.

“I don’t know what I’d if you ever got hurt,” Bucky added as he cupped Sam’s chin. “If anything ever happened to you.”

He then placed his hands to Sam’s broad shoulders and turned him around. He pressed a button and the cowl retracted into the neck of the suit.

“Nothing’s gonna happen to me,” said Sam, with his voice sounding a little shaky. “Not while I’ve got you by my side.”

Bucky undid the clasp and zippers at the back of Sam’s suit and then helped him draw his arms from it. Sam shivered when he felt Bucky’s warm breath on his neck.

“Always,” said Bucky as he turned Sam around to face him. “I’ll always be by your side.”

The pair shared a small smile before leaning in and capturing each other’s lips in a languid kiss.

...

“I’m so proud of you, Sam,” said Sarah as she smiled at her brother through the FaceTime call. “The boys are so proud of you. We can’t wait for you to get home. Make sure you – hold up. Is that? Bucky’s jacket? You’re wearing his jacket? What’s going on? Oh my goodness, did you let Bucky hit?”

“Oh, lord. Goodbye, Sarah.”

xXxXx

Washington DC

“We’re ready to go, Cap,” said Torres as he walked into Sam’s office at the New Avenger’s HQ.

Sam was about to reply when Bucky came stomping into the room with a face like a cat’s ass.

“Hey, Baby,” said Sam with a sweet, knowing smile.

“Don’t hey baby me, Sweetheart,” said Bucky as he gestured towards Sam’s new Cap suit; the suit that replaced the one he had specially made for the love of his life. “What the hell is this?”

[runzu-deactivated20241003]

This is amazing and look at these idiots, caring about one another, giving each other shit, and being cute. Thank you so much, honey! 😘

[siancore]

You are most welcome, baby. So glad you liked it 😘 @runzu

[downwarddnaspiral]

@siancore this was so cute!

[siancore]

Thank you @downwarddnaspiral It was fun to write. So happy you enjoyed it 💜

[nativenews]

[psychedelicsurreality]

This is a complete misunderstanding of what "uniquely evil" means when people talk about the Holocaust. It is not a quantitative statement about death toll or individual suffering. It is about ideology and the execution of that genocide. Nazi Germany wanted to extermined every single Jewish person on earth and used extensive industrial means to do this. Unlike colonialism where genocide and slavery was a means to an end to gain resources, the Germans even diverted essential war infrastructure in favor of commiting the genocide. It was a killing for the sake of killing. This is unprecedented and unique in all of history. And just pointing out this qualitative difference does not at all negate the atrocities suffered by POC at the hands of colonial empires.

[capacity2]

You really have no idea what white people did to black people in this country do you? You just talk and talk and talk. “It was a killing for the sake of killing. This is Unprecedented and unique” That’s crazy to me.

[ororomunroedontpullout]

To look at nazis, which directly pulled techniques from America’s treatment of Mexican and native populations and built on the genocide done in German South west Africa (modern day Namibia), as an deviant ignores hundreds of years of history.

[jakeeeexp]

disney was ahead of its time for this top tier trans rep

[tllgrrl]

SarahBucky Fleur De Louve Month 2023 - Day 7 - Prompt: “I think it looks nice.”

Sarah Wilson / Bucky Barnes

(Story inspired by Vogue Magazine’s photograph of Serena Williams in a custom Thom Browne corset gown.)

* * * * * * * * * *

When he was finished, she gingerly tip-toed to the mirror and turned around.

‘Oh…mygawd,” she whispered. “Wow…”

She turned again, stopped, and looked over her shoulder at her reflection. Her upper back was framed, and the red, white, and navy blue ribbons—that laced up the corset dress from the curve of her ass up to her waist, and from just below her shoulder blades down to the waist—stood in contrast to the black, hand-sequined fabric.

Bucky was the one who cinched her in and tied the two sections together with one bow.

The hair and makeup stylist Misty recommended was a dream. He parted her thick curly hair, braided it into 4 sections that met at the nape of her neck, then he added an extension, into which he braided one of the extra laces that came with the dress.

“You don’t think it’s too much, do you? I mean, this is New York, and the event’s really fancy, but…this. And unlacing it all later tonight is gonna be—“

*shhick…click*

She glanced over and saw him standing behind her, by the wall, as still as a statue, watching her look at herself in the full-length mirror.

His lips were slightly parted and she saw the tip of his tongue wet his bottom lip before his teeth rolled over it.

Then she saw the quick squint.

*sshhick…click*

His left hand slowly flexed, and in his right hand was his EDC switchblade that he was opening and closing methodically.

He was looking at her as though he was mapping out access points for Special Ops maneuvers.

“I think it looks great, nandi. And getting you out of it’s not gonna be a problem at all.”

[everythingfox]

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[alwaysbewoke]

the way i laughed lmaooooo

[everythingfox]

Waiting for his album to drop

(via)

[shivroygirls]

goodbye succession (2018-2023) and thank you for giving us the best scene in television history

[kinkyfemqueer-deactivated202410]

another cute simple tie tutorial!!

this is a heart thigh garter I’ve posted a bunch of times :-)

<3<3

[thedankmemes]