#I wasn't even dressed crazy wtf

[alcorofursa]

istg, working customer service gives you some r/thathappened ass stories because wtf.

I was beckoned over to the counter by this old guy and he straight up asked me "so why do you do all that (dyed hair and snake bites), do you get any boys lookin like that?".

First off, what? Second, which is what I told him, "this isn't for boys, it's for me.".

he then proceeds to say "well, did you loose your identity or something? Do you not know who you are anymore?". At this point, that's just rude, you can't even excuse that shit and explain it away with curiosity. I'm not as whitty as some but I do tell him the truth, "I know exactly who I am, and I'm cool as hell."

He then proceeds to leave. Thank god. The cherry on top of it all, later on I catch wind of two boys who had/have a crush on me. Get fucked old guy.

[sweetteainthesummerx]

THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (16)

In which the burn bursts into flames

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This is the finale! imma keep doing blurbs tho, let me know if u have any requests for one shots :)

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ollieupdates OLLIE BEARMAN MAIDEN WIN, CANADA GRAND PRIX.

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olliebearheart YES YES YES IN AUBREYS HOME COUNTRY TOO

user1 he works so hard GOOD JOB BEARMAN

user2 well deserved, incredible race

aubreyfanpage1 LOOK AT MOM IN THE LIKES WOOOOO

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olliebearman FIRST WIN LET'S GO!

Huge thank you to the team and the fans who have been along with me for this crazy ride. Getting to race and do something I love everyday is an honour. Here's to many more wins! 🏆🥂

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aubreyyang so incredibly proud of you! all of your hard work and talent finally paid off, can't wait to see you conquer the f1 world even more in the future ❤️

-- olliebearman ❤️

--user1 IM GASPING FOR AIR RN THIS IS SOFT LAUNCHING EJIREJ

charles_leclerc LETS GO TECHNICALLY STILL A LECLERC WIN LOOK AT MY SON

-- user2 AJREJRG FERRARIS ROYAL FAMILY FR

kimiantonelli well done mate :) party hard

oscarpiastri congrats bro 👊

-- user3 HIM NOT REPLYING TO ANYONE ELSE EXCEPT HIS GIRL BAHAHA

maxverstappen good job, loved sharing a podium with you

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clip one: ollie crosses the line, only seconds before max. The garage is screaming with excitement, and the camera pans to Aubrey and David, the girl clutching the older man's elbow as they are both sobbing with happy tears.

clip two: Ollie, soaked with champagne and sweat runs up to his dad and Aubrey. She lets him hug David first, the older man kissing his face and head, wrapping his arms around his son. Aubrey stands back, still silently crying and laughing. An engineer rubs her back and she laughs. Ollie turns to her, running the small distance and pulling her off her feet into a hug. She's got her arms around his neck, and he's holding her up by her waist. She whispers something in his ear, and he presses his face into her neck. He sets her down, although he keeps her in his embrace. He has to bend a little to keep their position, and she peppers the side of his face with kisses. Someone hands him his water, and she has to push him gently off so he can hydrate. He keeps a finger tucked in the loop of her miniskirt as he thanks the person.

f1olliebearman Aubrey and ollie after the race

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user1 NAHH THEYRE DEF IN LOVE JUST WAITING FOR THE HARD LAUNCH ATP

landogirlyee stop this is the height difference we all deserve

user2 HER LETTING HIM HUG DAVID FIRST??? THE WAY HE LIFTED HER UP?? ‼️

-- loverboysf1 THE WAY HE DIDNT WANT TO LET GO?? BRB GONNA GO KMS ‼️

user3 when is it my turn to be a dainty girl with her large tall bf

-- user4 bro wtf go touch some grass pls 😭

Aubrey shifted, shimmying the bottom of her dress down a little. They were out celebrating his win, and she was taking a breather from all the dancing Alexandra was making her do. Ollie was a little ways off with Lewis and Charles, in a heated discussion about presumably the race. She smiled as she watched him, all pale skin and flushed cheeks. His win, his maiden win, and she was here to witness it. Even if she wasn't in love with him, it was undeniable; Ollie Bearman, the dazzling starlet was the future of the industry.

"Hey, you look lonely." A blonde man joined her where she stood by the bar.

"Oh, I'm okay. Just taking a second." she smiled politely.

"You're an actress, right? I'm Logan. I drive for Williams?" he smiled, and if she wasn't completely taken by Ollie, she would've melted. He looked a bit like her ex, all sandy blonde and muscular and american.

"Yeah. I'm Aubrey." she shook his extended hand, trying to extract it, but he held on.

"I love your work," he grinned, and she weakly backed away.

"Look, you seem really sweet, Logan, but I-"

"Aubrey." A warm, familiar hand landed on her waist, a tether back to reality.

"Hey, winner." she murmured softly at his clenched jaw and dark eyes.

Ollie never got like this, not with her ex, not with the men who catcalled her in the streets. But it was...

Okay, fine, it was kinda hot. Extremely.

Logan's puppy dog eyes widened a fraction with realization.

"Oh. Oh. Oh!" he backed off, patting Ollie's arm, "Sorry, mate."

He departed quickly, and the grimace on Ollie's face stayed.

"Why the long face?" she hummed, stroking his cheek. He held her hand to his face, the moment intimate amidst the bustle of the bar.

"Barely got to see you all night," he drew her closer, "and you look so beautiful."

"That's okay, babe. Enjoy tonight. You have all the time in the world to tell me how pretty I look."

He had an odd look on his face; it was one she wasn't sure how to read.

"Let's go back to hotel." he whispered in her ear.

"What?" she asked, "It's barely midnight!"

"I don't want to be anywhere but with you. And right now, I think we need some privacy."

He led her through the crowd, and smiled politely when people aww'd at the fact he was leaving. Alex kissed her cheek with a knowing look, and Aubrey accepted a quick hug from Charles and Max.

The car ride over in the back of the taxi was silent, tension brewing between them. She was sober enough to stay quiet, but tipsy enough to slide her hand in his larger one.

She felt relieved when his calloused fingers curled around hers.

He led her into the elevator, a heavy, thinking look on his handsome face.

"I wasn't...I didn't want him to flirt with me, y'know." she told him, avoiding eye contact. It was funny, since their hands were still intertwined.

One second she was lifting her head to look at him, the next Ollie had her pinned against the elevator wall.

His nose bumped against hers as he inhaled, and exhaled into her mouth. She didn't know if she was dizzy from the rising height of the elevator or simply him.

He pressed his lips to hers, and she gasped in surprise.

His mouth was warm and smooth, his tongue asking for entrance at the seam of her lips.

He licked into her mouth, and she let out a whine, fingers grasping desperately at his arms.

He pulled back, groaning.

"I'm sorry, we should talk. But you just looked..." he trailed off, swollen lips mouthing at the sensitive skin of her neck, nipping and sucking a little track on her skin.

"Oh-" she started, hands dragging to his chest. She knew she sounded desperate.

"I love you." He blurted out, "I had a stupid crush on you when I was like 14, and I met you and you're the most wonderful person I know. You're so kind, and you make me feel like a person, not just a famous driver. I know that you might not feel the same way I do, but I can treat you right. I promise, I will never hurt you, or let anyone."

His eyes, brown and earnest and oh so familiar made her heart ache. How could he think that she didn't love him just as much, or even more?

"One chance, please. I can make you happy, love. Just let me try." he nearly begged, hands winding around her waist.

"I love you." she murmured back, "I'm sorry it took me so long to realize it. I want to be with you forever, and I know I'm coming off way too strong-"

He cut her off with a watery laugh.

"But you've shown me what love is supposed to be. In its true form, not some half-hearted warped example. And all I can hope is that I can return that love for you. Because I really do. I don't think I've ever loved anyone like you, Ollie. You're it."

He smiled, a real, genuine smile for the first time in the past hour. Seeing him all crinkly-eyed and happy made something burst low and hot in her stomach.

She reached up and dragged him by his collar so she could taste him again, all because now she could.

When she pulled back for air, and he chased her lips. 

She giggled, and he rolled his eyes, nipping at her earlobe.

She pressed herself against him again, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling them together once more. She kissed him, this time slow and soft but both of their smiles were so big that it was more like pressing their teeth together.

"I think we missed our floor."

"That's what you're focused on right now?"

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aubberieyaang my loverboy

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alexandrasaintmleux FINALLY HOLY

leosdad yay my kids are dating

-- bearyfast_04 please dont say it like that

celine_diorr REPLACED BY A WHITE MAN

-- aubberieyaang erm sorry babe YOULL ALWAYS BE MY #1

bearyfast_04 I love you so much

-- aubberieyaang I love you more sweet boy

-- walkdontrun OKAY EWW

-- bearyfast_04 I can get you paddock passes?

-- walkdontrun omg my step dad

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bearyfast_04 my pretty girl

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chililos55 congrats to you and ur gf!!

-- leosdad this time its actually real

aubberieyaang WOW YOU ARE SO HANDSOME R U SINGLE

-- bearyfast_04 no actually im taken by the prettiest, most talented, hard working kind and loving woman ever

-- celine_diorr dude she just texted me shes crying

-- aubberieyaang NO IM NOT

kimi_possible we get it ur in love

-- bearyfast_04 ur just jealous

-- kimi_possible I have a gf??

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[daenysthedreamer101]

TVD - s3 ep14

"Dangerous Liaisons"

First of all, I knew there was something up with Esther! I knew it! How was Elijah the only one who noticed something was off? Like...when he points it out to Rebekah she's dismissive and basically tells Elijah to stop being paranoid. And ofc my man was right as he always is. If I was a Mikaelson I would trust Elijah's instincts, but hey that's just me.

Why was Finn so willing to die? I mean I get it, he didn't ask to be a vampire (none of them did, obv) but you're really ok with dying and all your siblings dying...damn! 😭And Esther, I'm sorry you're such a hypocrite - them becoming vampires was all your fault! and once you saw what they turned into and all the negative side effects you have the gall and the audacity to be horrified...like babe, you were repeatedly told "Don't do this, it's dark magic, don't do it, it goes against nature" and you still did it.

You and your horrible husband literally murdered your own children, you put some dark magic on them (you didn't even know what it was gonna do to them) and then act all surprised when it turns out doing blood magic on someone is probably gonna have a negative influence on the person.

before season 3 I always asked myself (because I knew certain things about the story before watching the show) "After Henrik died, why didn't they just leave?" then Elena asked Rebekah that exact question in Ep 8 I think and Rebekah said "because of our father's pride" (something like that). So Esther and her crusty husband would rather choose to use blood magic on their children instead of just leaving the village and going somewhere else...like, what? 💀💀

If I was an Original, yeah I would also be pissed at my parents. Like you killed me (just for that - wtf, they are literally your children!?), turned me into a bloodsucking monster without my consent when you had the option of leaving, but no, daddy's pride is more important than our safety...I would continue living just to spite you, like ma'am, you don't get a say in my life anymore, not after literally conspiring to murder me and my siblings with our crazy, abusive father. You can both rot in hell!

Love Kol! Love him! He's so sassy and he is a menace ugh love him and he's really cute! 😊😊

(side note, but all of the Mikaelson brothers have nice voices, yes even Finn, I didn't think he would have such a nice voice. guess I'm just a sucker for a man with a nice voice lol)

7. ok, don't crucify me but I didn't really like Caroline's ball dress. It looked cheap and I didn't like the jewels thing on her waist. I liked Elena's dress more. I think Rebekah had the best dress, actually.

Also why exactly was Caroline there? Because Klaus had a thing for her? But why? Why was he so interested in her? Also isn't she still with Tyler at this point? And Klaus knows she's still with Tyler. Would she have gone to the ball if Tyler was in town? At the end of the night, she ends up arguing with Klaus and calls him out on his behavior (as she should) so... I really don't understand how she ends up with him. Throughout the entire third season, she kept on saying "Eww Klaus, he's so bad and creepy, ew!" but I know they're gonna be a thing in s4...so I guess I'll just have to continue watching?

Like, I'm sorry to any Klaroline shipper if they see this, but wasn't Klaus the reason why she was bitten? Klaus told Tyler to bite Caroline and then when she's on her deathbed he's like omg let me help Caroline...girl you are the reason she's dying, smh. And that's how they start their relationship..ok 🙄

I think that's enough, if you read this far, thank you ❤❤❤

[nichoskittycorner]

Serving the CEO (A K Smut)

>> K is a big-name CEO for a company, big scary man who usually has a flat expression and isn't much for fun. That is until he meets his new secretary (Y/N), and opens up in new ways -

>> Sub!K, CEO!K, body worship (specifically thighs), secretary!reader, blowjob, Dom/Mommy dom!reader, a bit of bondage, orgasm denial, cum facial

Word count: 4.5k

A/N: There’s probably gonna be a part two to this tbh cause the sub!K brain rot is still real and I have many more ideas but no more energy for now… like fr I had this part finished for like a month and wouldn't touch it for some reason wtf. This was planned to be posted on his bday too but ha… writer's block is crazy. So happy late bday K (I'm sorry I'm like this)

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    Working for a big-name company as a secretary was never on your dream job list. If anything, you thought it silly and way too tiring for the money it was worth. Especially after finding out your position was the direct secretary of the CEO of said company. 

  On day one, you had promised to make your best impression- even if you hated the work, these bills needed to be paid somehow. So you dressed up in your best business wear, put on a pair of cute but still professional heels, and marched out the door. 

  Maybe heels weren't the best idea since you had to take the bus to work and ended up standing the whole time. Leaving your legs already sore by the time you made it to your orientation on the top floor. 

  You still put on your best smile as you were introduced to the team, and your duties, given a tour of the building, and even met him. 

  He goes by Mr.K and it wasn't hard to tell he was the man in charge. Tall, large, and yet graceful and beautiful. His essence oozed refined and high class and eyes were always drawn to him when he walked in.

  It was only in passing as your tour passed into the break room. The woman helping you couldn't help but chuckle and lean in to whisper. "Yep, that's the boss around here. But if you think you have a chance with him, lower your expectations." 

  "Woah, who said that's what I was thinking?" She rolled her eyes but in a way to say 'Here we go again'. Clearly having seen this set up countless times before and had to explain what was already known. 

  "Because he's not like that. He's not receptive to flirting and doesn't care for relationships. Not even flings. Simple enough?" 

  You nodded, still a little taken aback that she assumed that about you. He was a pretty man and you were just admiring him! You were too busy for relationships yourself anyway. 

  The tour continued without a hitch, leading you to your work desk right outside of Mr.K's office. Giving your final thanks and farewell to your tour guide, you were finally alone.

  Slumping back in your seat and peeling your heels off. The pain in your feet was intense and finally having a break was a miracle. 

  As you attempted to lay your burning feet on the cold floor, they were instead met by something fluffy. Pulling your legs up to your chest on instinct. 

  Was that some animal?!? Checking under your desk, you found a pair of fluffy slippers. This was puzzling. Did the last person here leave them by accident? Doing a little more clue hunting, you noticed they were brand new, the tag still attached- and a note on your desk. 

  Welcome to the team. You can wear these on this floor. Take care. ~Mr.K 

  Oh! So they were a welcoming gift from your boss, how kind of him! Without another thought, you removed the tag and placed the slippers on your feet. 

  After a good stretch, you logged into your computer and pulled up the systems you'd be working in. Now more comfortable, you could get started on your work- not that you were looking forward to it but at least you were comfortable. 

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   You had fallen into a constant routine with ease. And even if the work was busy, you found it comforting in a way. Especially because your boss wasn't a complete hardass like you heard through the grapevine. 

  Whispers and rumors of him having a heart made of ice or just being a very reserved person were commonplace. But for some reason, you didn't feel that way about him. 

  He would always say hello to you and thank you for your help. His dark eyes seemed to sparkle when he laid them upon you. He treated you to lunch all the time, got you coffee in the morning, and even helped you carry heavy files or materials when he could. 

  Little things like that made your job so much easier. And considering you had to be glued to his side almost all the time, it was a godsend. Even if he was more on the quiet side, he was still nice company. 

  His kindness didn't stop there though. If anything, you started to get a bit nervous with his gestures. For example, you had been late because of your bus. You rushed in frantically to make it to your post. 

  Nearly tripping over yourself as you made it to your station: Only to find Mr.K pacing back and forth in front of your desk. The relief that flooded his face to see you was immediate. His shoulders sagged before he straightened up and approached you. 

  "Y/N! Where have you been?" In his hands, you noticed the cold coffee cup he was holding before he held it out to you. Shyly taking it with still shaky hands. 

  "I'm sorry Mr. K. My bus ran late this morning." His eyes scanned your face and body. Your appearance was a little disheveled from the rush over but you seemed unharmed. 

  He seemed to be brainstorming before patting your shoulder. His large hand nearly knocked you off balance. "Come speak to me after work. Also, go to the bathroom and freshen yourself up. I have a meeting in an hour." 

  "Yes Mr.K, I'll get right on it." 

  Well after that hiccup in the morning, the day went on as usual. Your mind was buzzing with ideas for what he was planning. 

  Once the sun set and your shift ended, you knocked on the door to his office. It wasn't uncommon that Mr.K stayed late at the office so you knew where he would be. Knocking a few times on the familiar wooden doors, you heard a quiet 'come in' from the other side. 

   You stepped inside like every time before, sauntering straight up to his desk and waiting patiently for him to notice your arrival. Which thankfully didn't take long. 

  He instantly stopped what he was doing and smiled at you. Making sure you had everything you needed before walking in silence to the parking garage across the street. 

  As much as you wanted to speak, the way his jaw was clenched had you worried he was too upset or stressed to talk. You both approached a solid black car- the only one left on the floor. 

  Without a word, Mr.K opened the passenger door and gestured for you to get in. You nearly jumped out of your skin. "W-wait Mr. K! I couldn't possibly-" 

  "Oh? Does this make you uncomfortable? Should I get you your own car instead?" Your brain was turning to mush. Getting in a car with your boss wasn't new but this was after work hours! And getting you your own car? Even more absurd! 

  "Mr. K, I couldn't possibly inconvenience you with either-" 

  "It's not an inconvenience to make sure my secretary gets to and from work safely." His tone was firm and reassuring. But you'd ultimately agree. 

  No need to get your head in the clouds, he was just doing this so he wouldn't be unorganized. If you helped manage his days, it makes sense he would keep you close. It's that simple. 

  So now your boss picked you up and dropped you off from work to home. It was scary at first, Mr.K was a big guy. And you could never tell what he was thinking. But you soon loosened up after spending so much time with him. 

   Little things like his music taste or the little happy dance he did he got his morning coffee when he thought you weren't paying attention. Mr.K was actually quite jovial and youthful in spirit sometimes. 

 You especially found yourself fixing his hair or wiping crumbs off his face before he could get to them. His cheeks puffy as he smiled when you did so. It was worlds apart from his stoic presentation at work. 

   Unexpectedly, you'd see another side of him too not long after this. 

  It was rare that you were sick. But when you did, it was always really bad. It's so bad that you had to stay home from work for a few days. Calling out and just praying your replacement wouldn't cause Mr.K additional stress. 

  All throughout the day, you kept getting his texts about meetings and what you wanted for lunch- only to get a reminder text back that you were at home sick. 

  You could almost hear the giant sulking through the messages with every 'Oh, sorry.' It was almost like talking to a puppy. But you needed to rest, so you put your phone on silent, curled up into your blanket, and went about your day. 

  It was already night when a knock sounded. You were tired with a fever and thus, the interruption annoyed you. But the knocking didn't stop for long, even after several minutes. 

  Forcing yourself out of bed, you made it to the door and checked the peephole. It must have been a hallucination from the fever- because why was your boss here?!

  Trying to write it off as just a vision only lasted shortly as he started talking. "Y/N, it's me, Mr.K!" 

  Ah great. You could've just walked away and gone to sleep. But you opened the door against your better judgment. 

  There he stood, in all his beautiful glory- wrinkled suit, messy hair, tear-stained face, and a basket in his hands. He looked almost as bad as you! 

  "Mr.K?! What are you doing? What happened to you?" He said nothing and gestured inside. 

  Once you were inside with him, he took a seat on your couch and handed you the basket. Filled with all sorts of treats and medicines. You were blown away by the gesture. 

  "Woah, Mr.K this is too sweet!-" 

  "Just K, please." His gaze was so soft as he took in your sick state. Like you were already so weak and would break with a gust of wind. He dug into the basket and pulled out a thermometer and some medicine. 

  Wordlessly taking your temperature and administering some medication to you. Why was he taking care of you all of a sudden? 

  Once he had you drink some water, he readjusted your blanket. Before doing the unexpected and resting his head on your thighs. His face sunk into the squishy flesh and he sighed in relief. 

  "Wait M- I mean K! You'll get sick too!" But he ignored the plea and just sank in further. Your plush warmth was felt through the thin sheet covering your body. Even if it was subtle, you could feel his smile. 

  "I missed you Y/n. I need you…" to get better… right?! 

  He never finished the sentence the way you thought he would. Just snuggled in deeper into your thighs, head resting on your navel, large hands wrapping around your hips so you couldn't escape. 

  And not long after, he was breathing slowly. Probably asleep in your lap in an instant. A part of you was flattered, getting your hands tangled into his soft locks. 

  Playing with the wild strands as he dozed off. Just what happened to make him look this exhausted so soon? Maybe he always was this tired and was just an expert at hiding it. 

  And he was finding what little comfort in his day-to-day life in you. He needed you to be okay, not only because you helped him as your job but because you kept him grounded. The little contact here was the first major contact after a long time for him. 

  K usually avoided getting too close to people. But he couldn't resist you. Since day one, he strove to ensure your safety and comfort. 

  He didn't know why, but you encapsulated him. His thoughts flooded with you and wanted to bend to your very words. All the little gifts, food, and even rides he's given- it's his way of serving you. 

  In his eyes, you looked at him with such a gentle tenderness. Even with his default dark expression, you greeted him with smiles and just lit his whole day up. After a month, he knew he needed you. And after about six months, you were his top priority. 

  So getting sick and staying off of work worried him as well. He texted you on purpose to make sure you were okay, even if he couldn't bring himself to ask directly. 

  As soon as the day was over he got together the best sick day kit he could think of and rushed over. It wasn't in his plans to cuddle up to you in such a vulnerable position but it must have been the exhaustion talking. 

  His body instantly relaxed upon taking in your scent. Especially from such an intimate region. And the way you melted into his touch and started playing with his hair- he hoped you felt the same way too. 

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  After recovering and returning to work, you tried to act like normal. But you couldn't help your heart from fluttering whenever he walked past. Greeting you with a warm smile as you went. 

  Well, things were really about to escalate when he called you in on your lunch break. Entering the familiar office, only the sound of your slippers scurrying across the marble floor sounded until you were standing before him. 

  K's face relaxed as he closed the laptop and pushed it aside. Scooting back and beckoning you to join him on the other side. You hesitated for a moment before complying. Walking around and standing with your back to the desk. 

  Without a word, he rested his hands on your hips and lifted you up, sitting you on the desk. Holding your legs together under your skirt, fingers tracing along the squishy flesh, and rested his head on his new pillow. 

  Using your thighs once again to comfort him as he rested. You were at work?! This was different from being home and doing this. But he was so relaxed and honestly cute like this. His brain dissolved into a mess you never would've thought it would go. 

  Your hands find their way into his hair just like before. But when you slowed down and tried to pull away, he whimpered. Whimpered. 

  "Please don't stop Mommy." 

  Your heart stirred wildly. Did he just- no no not possible! 

  When you didn't start again, he whined louder and pushed his head into your hands. Urging you to play with his hair some more. Once you came to your senses, you did as he wished. If he had a tail, it would be wagging a mile a minute. 

   30 minutes went by in no time. Once his alarm went off, he grumbled and shut it off. Peeling himself away from you hesitantly. You could see the longing in his eyes as he sat up, peeling his hands away from your legs. 

    He was tugging at your heartstrings! You giggled and fixed his hair. Rubbing your thumb along his cheek as you grabbed a tissue and wiped down his face. Helping straighten out his suit before fixing your skirt. 

  "Thank you Mommy- I mean- Y/N! Sorry!" He coughed to cover up his slip-up as his face burned red. 

  "Hehe, you know you said it earlier too, right?" K nearly exploded and tried to apologize. Oh, he didn't mean to say it out loud! You were his secretary and shouldn't have to be burdened to know he was like that- especially for you! 

   He was nearly falling on his knees, hoping you weren't planning on leaving. But you just had to play along. Because honestly, him saying that connected all the pieces for you. 

  You liked it when he called you Mommy. You liked it when he rested in your presence, using your body. How he treated you like the most precious gift to have fallen into his lap. You liked how he let you help him with little tasks like cleaning up or managing his schedule. 

  Even if he was the boss, behind closed doors, he was giving you the control. He was grateful you understood him and promised he would be good to you. He would be the best boy for you and treat you how you deserved. 

  From there, you kissed his forehead and embraced him in a hug before leaving him to get back to work. Your heart pounded endlessly as you stepped out of his office. What just happened? And what did it mean for your relationship going forward? 

   As you went home with him, you tried to stay calm. Concerned about where to go from here. Before you stepped out of the car, you turned back to see him giving you major puppy dog eyes. 

  Clearly, he was waiting for something but didn't want to say it. Watching him closely, you noticed his eyes flash down to your lips and instantly you got the message. 

  Leaning across the center console, you kissed him. It was short and sweet but he nearly evaporated. "Goodnight K." You spoke sweetly and patted his head, adding on a little 'good boy' before stepping out and heading into your home. Not knowing that he nearly creamed his pants from those words. 

  Granted, he did, just not in that moment. No, he waited until he was home before jerking himself off to every waking moment he spent with you today. The smell of your hair, the warmth of your skin, and your sweet love for him all had him shaking as he drew out orgasm after orgasm from his own dick. 

  He was intoxicated by the feeling. Twitching and moaning loudly as his cum shot out, covering his hand in the white sticky substance. He covered his eyes, hearing your whisper of 'good boy' run through his ears along with your bright smile. 

  What could he say, he was whipped. And as far as he knew, you would be playing right along with him. 

  You soon became part of his routine in a new way. Your lunch breaks were always spent together whether in or out of the office. Even on the weekends, K would come over and be with you. 

   One afternoon of innocent cuddling led to his hands freely exploring your body. Slipping under your clothes, massaging and caressing your warm skin, and sending tingles all over you. 

  At first, it was just touching while you praised him but you both couldn't resist each other. Then one day he asked to kiss you while at your home. A soft and sweet kiss quickly turned needy and heated. 

  K pulled you into his lap, slipping his hands into your pants. Whimpering into your mouth as you parted his lips with your tongue and slipped inside his mouth. He was instantly responsive. 

  You let his hands rest and play with your ass as your hips started to grind down on him. K's hips twitched and bucked, drawing out a giggle from you. "Needy already baby boy? Want me to help you?" 

  He nodded and pleaded. "Yes please Mommy, please." Of course, you had to oblige, pinning his hands above his head with one hand and pulling down his pants with the other. Kissing on his neck slowly and palming him through his pants. 

  Playfully grabbing at his hardening dick through his boxers before moving your hand into them. Your smaller hand enveloped around his cock, squeezing the warm flesh and stroking him slowly. 

  A high-pitched moan escaped his body, only adding more fuel to your veins. Moving your wrist and making him twitch and arch into your grip. 

   As cute as he was already, you wanted to see more. Taking off your shirt, you used it to tie his hands together. Once he was secure, you pushed up his own shirt, making him hold the fabric in his mouth. 

  "Be a good boy and hold onto that for Mommy, yeah?" Your hands caressed over his chiseled body. Fingers grazed his defined abs and pecks before pinching his nipples, twisting slightly as he nodded. 

  Kissing his burning skin up and down until you reached his belt line. Holding his hips firmly as you kissed and nipped at his skin. Placing kitten licks on his v-line as you marked up his skin. 

  Pulling down his pants and underwear down to his ankles, his hard cock standing stiff and long against his bare stomach. A little muffle resounded from the bound man above. 

   You let out a giggle and grabbed the base of his cock once again. Taking his tip into your mouth, sucking and swirling your tongue around it. K struggled and tried to buck his hips but stopped when you pulled away. 

  The message was clear to him- stay still and you'll be rewarded. 

  Once he stilled, you continued. Taking more of his length into your mouth until he was all inside your throat. Making you gag on him but still holding him in. A low rumble vibrated through you, adding to the sensation. 

  Moving slowly, you pulled back until only the head of his cock was between your lips. Sucking harshly before taking him back in and speeding up the process. 

  It didn't take long before you could taste his precum. Smirking a bit as he whined and held back the urge to thrust his hips or move. 

  Removing your mouth, you replaced it with your hand and continued to jerk him off. "Ah does baby boy want to cum? Well, you've got to ask first." 

  K could only whine through his shirt as you took him back into your mouth, spit running down your chin as you continued to tease him. You knew he couldn't ask like this- if he dropped the shirt, or if he came without permission, both would end in his punishment. 

   Tears would start to run down his cheeks in frustration. Oh how badly he wanted to drop the shirt and beg for you to let him cum already. He was already full of pent-up energy coming here, he didn't like being denied. But he was a good boy, he had to be for you, so he held on. 

  It felt like hours that you edged him on. Alternating between using your mouth and hands to bring him close to his orgasm before pulling away, leaving him high and dry. 

  Well, not so dry really. His entire lap was practically covered in your saliva and precum. He twitched and whimpered loudly as you played with his balls while your mouth still worked on his cock. 

  K broke down in urgent whimpers and moans as his beautiful tears sprung from his eyes. He sobbed but continued to hold on. You could tell he was about to break as you started to taste his precum once again. 

  Pulling away this time, you reached up and took the shirt from his mouth. "You're such a good boy for me K, do you still want to cum for me?" 

  This time his sounds weren't restrained. He cried out and pleaded desperately. Oh, how your once stoic boss cried so elegantly. "Yes! Please let me cum Mommy please!" 

  You smiled and finally gave him the words he was so desperate to hear. " Where do you want it baby? Tell me." 

  He looked at you so shyly through wet eyelashes. His dark eyes held your gaze before he broke the connection, too embarrassed to look at you as he spoke. You chuckled as he burned more red in the face. 

  "Y-your face, please Mommy." 

  You gave him a nod of approval before untying his hands and guiding them to your hair. Holding one of them and stroking the back of his hand with your thumb. 

  Wrapping your lips back around his throbbing cock and speeding up your movements. Ignoring the gagging each time his tip hit the back of your throat to bring him to completion. 

  Once he started to plead and grip down on your hair tight enough to make you flinch- you pulled back and jerked him off with your hand. Aiming his dick at your face as got ready to finish him off. 

 "Look at me baby boy. Watch as you make Mommy pretty." His eyes peeled open as he obeyed. Watching as he shook wildly, his dick twitching before his cum shot out. 

  Decorating your face in thick ropes of white as he panted and moaned loudly. His hips jerked as he finally got his release. 

  Your strokes slowed down as you took him and let him ride out his orgasm. "Oh good boy K! That's Mommy's good boy, yeah?" You praised him as he shuttered and whimpered as he came down from his high. 

  Once his breathing steadied, you kissed his hand before moving up to his lips. His glazed-over eyes looked at you, a silly smile on his face. 

  You kissed his cheek before reaching over for your shirt to wipe off his mess but was stopped when he grabbed your wrist. Pulling you into his lap and holding your face. Licking his cum up from your face in long strokes. 

  Your body lit up as he wordlessly worked. Cleaning you up without being asked made your heart skip a beat. Lacing your fingers into his hair, you cradled his face and played with his hair. Whispering praises to him as he finished up. 

  Finally, when you were clean, he buried his head in your shoulder. "Are you alright? Was I too mean?" 

  He shook his head and chuckled. "No, no, it was great." He gave you a smile and kissed your lips, his slender fingers drawing circles into your hip as he drifted off. 

  This was admittedly nice. You knew things would be different from now on. He was still your boss after all and now you weren't sure how you would be able to act normally in the office on Monday…

[pooklet]

Hey pooklet!!! How did you discover you're non-binary? Did your friends go well with it?

Hey anon!

Short answer: "Girl" never felt right to me, heard about nonbinary as a concept in my 20s on a random livejournal, exactly one of my close friends was cool about it and she's now my wife, lol.

Much, much longer answer under the cut.

I know it's a trope to say "I always felt wrong in my assigned gender" but in my case it's true. For me it was very confusing because I do like a lot of the femme stuff that kind of gets pushed at you when you're AFAB. Pink and dolls and dresses and long hair, stuff like that. But the idea that those things made me a "girl" just never sat right. I remember being like 13 and asking my first boyfriend "would you still like me if I wasn't a girl" and he was like "ew no" and it made me feel so deeply sad for reasons I couldn't quite explain. There were a lot of little instances like that, but that one really sticks out in my mind.

I first ran across the concept of being nonbinary on a livejournal community that I don't think had anything to do with gender? I don't remember where, it was some fandom or hobby thing. Like, I don't think it was this exactly, but it was something as silly as someone posting pictures of their BJD and being like "I decided this doll is nonbinary!" Something like that. And I was like wtf and immediately went down the rabbit hole. Which was much shorter like 12-13 years ago than it is today, but what I found made me go "oh shit, this is the thing, huh?"

Around that time, I was also starting to make more of an effort to get involved with Native American communities and studying the history of my specific nation (Oneida). I was raised by the white half of my family so it wasn't something I really got to experience growing up. And in doing so I learned about being Two-Spirit, and even though that's not how I identify per se (there's a lot of debate around exactly how you define being Two-Spirit and who has access to the label, etc.) it felt sort of like, idk, permission? Like, "this is part of my cultural heritage, it predates the gender binary, I'm allowed to not be a girl."

But it wasn't an all-at-once coming out sort of thing. I kinda floated it at the people closest to me, like "how would you feel if I wasn't a girl lol wouldn't that be crazy lol."

One of my two best friends at the time was very resistant to me not being a girl, us not being best girl friends, who had the sort of romantic-Victorian platonic-but-intense girl friendship. So we ended up having no friendship at all.

The person that I was dating at the time was outright hostile to the idea. Abusively hostile. And the thing about it was he (pronouns at the time, don't know if he's changed them, not going to look him up to find out) had also just come out as trans. He/him agender. And when I repeated that same question that I asked my 13-year-old boyfriend "would you still love me if I wasn't a girl?" His response was something to the tune of "I guess it's fine as long as you still have a girl's body." Which was a wild thing to hear from someone who was also AFAB. Weren't too long after that we broke up.

My other best friend @skulldilocks, maybe you've heard of her, she was my oasis. She never judged, she was curious and interested and so kind about it. The second I told her "I don't think I'm a girl" she was like "yeah, okay, you would know best" and that was it. She was one of maybe three people in my life (the other two being my cousins) that didn't tell me I was wrong or pushed back at all. She called me by my chosen name, used they/them pronouns, corrected herself when she got it wrong, and that was it. It was just, idk, easy. And it made me feel like maybe this wasn't some forbidden, shameful thing that I knew was true about myself, but I still couldn't tell anyone.

So I started to assert my gender and pronouns in online spaces. I was really clumsy about it at first, and my terrible experiences with the people that I had been closest to had me feeling very defensive, expecting a lot of pushback. Aaaand, I got it!

Some of it was definitely my own doing, like, getting upset with people who misgendered me out of confusion rather than active hostility, but there was a big faction that went right to work on the trolling. Most of it was contained on simsecret at first, with lots of secrets as well as huge threads of people saying that I was lying, calling me slurs, discussing my genitals, claiming to know me personally IRL and to have insider knowledge that I really was a girl and I was just doing all of this for attention.

And then it spilled over from simsecret to GoS, to my livejournal, to every part of the community that I engaged with. I went into lockdown mode. Deleted my livejournal, changed my email, turned off commenting or messaging where possible. I left the community completely for about a year and a half. I still played the game, still shared pics with @skulldilocks but I had no intention of returning.

But then stuff just kinda changed. It didn't have anything to do with me, it was just that more people were starting to identify outside the gender binary, so it stopped being so stigmatized in the community. Forums started cracking down on people being shitty about gender. And some very kind people sent messages to me through @skulldilocks saying that they hoped I came back some day. So I did. I still get the occasional hateful anon message but at this point there's literally nothing left that they can say to me that I haven't already heard a decade ago.

And there is definitely more kindness and love, now. Turns out if someone treats you like shit, you can just leave! Tell her to give you back your Sailor Moon manga and to never call you again! Kick him out of your house and take custody of the cats! Excise the assholes, curate your online space, don't get involved in bad faith "discussions" about parts of yourself that you know to be true. Who you are just ain't up for debate.

Also, if you find someone who is your oasis, who never presumes to know you better than you know yourself, who can answer the question “would you still love me if I wasn’t a girl” with an emphatic “fuck yes,” get your shit together, tell her you love her, and marry her. 10/10, highly recommend.

[atti-rambles]

wow what a great way to end the series i'm like content,,,, sure the anime had some issues but with what we got it was a very consistently good anime,,,, gonna miss the daddies that are buddies,,

anyways i was too lazy to screenshot parts of the episode so you only get text but hey listen to me ramble for a bit

the beginning threw me off ngl bc i was like damn they are already home wtf how it made me remember the earlier episodes so that was a good callback,,,, even if i was too stupid to realize it until later lol

also rei was very father in this episode and you can interpret that in either definition ig it works. small things like wanting to dress up as santa for miri so she can believe in him bc he was never able to or big things like showing his father how much his new family means to him by shooting his shoulder,,,, it's so beautiful the way he evolved

his father not shooting him even when his back was turned was the perfect way to finish his relationship with his father. i know a ton of people were worried he was getting redeemed or that he was gonna die or something like that. but no he was talked to and shown that his son will never continue the family line and his dad quietly accepted it. he didn't want to nor did he even plan to, but he eventually say it wasn't worth it and i think that was the best way to finish that plot point.

when miri saw her dads in the crowd at her recital i cried reminded me of my own christmas performance when i was her age,,,, also miss anna having to control herself so she didn't go crazy on the piano was a nice touch

omg the family has matching santa outfits it's so cute

ever since i started this series i was hoping for a big time skip and we finally got it and omg 😭 miri is grown and kazuki and rei own a cafe together,,,, that is the most gay shit i've ever seen. also seeing miri say good morning to her mom made me cry a little.

you can really see how miri is influenced by all three of her parents now that she's older,,, she even has the haircut like her papas have,,, so cute

i am glad the series ended this way, although i wish we got more (i am selfish) this is a good amount of content.

i will never get over kazuki beard it will haunt me,,, i don't doubt fanartists will fix that for me tho lol

it's strange i've been watching this episode every week and talking about it, being a part of the community,, and now it's suddenly over,,, kinda sad but i'm not heartbroken or anything,,, but i'll miss the buddy daddies fridays,,,

now that the series is over maybe i'll finally write fanfics for it,,,, who knows,,,

[naquey]

so I saw a post on here saying that if cis women don't owe you femininity then neither do trans women. Trans women are still women if they don't wear what is stereotypically consider feminine. If cis women can wear baggy sweat pants and not wear makeup, and still be considered a woman than so do trans women.

I want to add this also applies to trans men. Transmisogonists and transmisandrits are a thing, and I do not want to diverge from that. The community starts getting divided when you reduce trans women to hyper femininity, and pink, and skimpy clothes. Same with reducing trans men to testosterone filled rage, and toxic masculinity. Yes, it can exist in some trans people.

For context. I've lived with a transphobe in my family since I came out in seventh grade. She hid her transphobia behind her support for the LGBTQ+ and at the time I thought being an ally meant she was a good person, but being an ally doesn't mean you can't be xenophobia, racist, or transphobic. She regurgitated the same thing every time she saw me, or every time she talked to me about being a trans man.

"You're not feminine enough to be a gay guy, but too feminine to be a guy." A direct quote from her in the square one mall when we went to the bathroom outside of Best Buy. I was roughly 13~14.

Even now, I'm 20 and she still fucking says that shit I own is too feminine. A keyboard my friend made me with my favorite color purple that has zodiac keys on it? That's awful feminine.

She would say people could tell I wasn't a guy just by looking at me and that shoved me far into the spectrum onto "reject femininity at all costs" and I was fucking miserable.

Trans men are still men if they wear a dress. They are still men if they have long hair. Still men if they accessorize. Trans men are still men if they play with dolls.

I'm still a man just because I like the color purple. I'm still a man even when I sit in my room all day. (which she says is something women often do??? like wtf) As soon as I realized I could like things and stopped listening to her crazy ass, I got happier. I embraced the weird bullshit, because if I don't embrace it then I'll be searching for someone to validate me.

I know I derailed this post way too much with context, but it's to help people understand that shoving trans people into a box of masculinity or femininity and villianizing them for wanting to present with the other is just going to hurt people. People are complex, trans people are complex. We all don't fit into that same square shaped hole. It's like cramming the circle into the triangle shaped hole. It isn't going to work.

TLDR: trans men are men even if they are feminine, trans women are women even if they present masculine. Let people be whoever tf they are.

[whiskeyswifty]

I see your opinion on Rep the album and it’s very interesting! You made some great points there. It was a necessary album tho it had a very important message to deliver in that stage of her career (getting hold of that narrative) but i mostly admire the Tour of all things in that era, what’s your opinion on the Rep Tour?

that's probably a huge driving force of it, the kanye drama for sure. i will say some of it began to take shape before that all though, like i think so it goes was written in some early form at least while she was at the gillette tour stop for the 1989 tour. something crazy like that, i can't remember the exact details tho. so even though that's what rep became, it wasn't entirely the impetus of that shift into dance pop or the only driving force of the album. as much as i want to blame it as "oh her little side project to get herself through that time in her life" i'm like ehhh that wasn't all it was about. it does make me wonder though what TS6 would have been had the kanye phone call shit not happened. less about the sound, which i think was something she already had been set on. but more like when you take away that vengeful component and the chip on her shoulder, what would it have looked like in the bigger picture? my gut is to say Lover is picking up where 1989 left off, but that's not entirely it either. lover was sooooo bright as a reaction to the darkness of rep, so idk! its fun to ponder.

my opinion on the rep tour is kind of moot cuz i didn't go lol. i had great tickets, for what would have been the saturday new york one, which i think ironically was a rain show. buuuuuut i not only hated the album but also the fandom culture at that time was not for me and i sold them, for something around face value i think, if not a little less than i bought them for (demand was not high for that tour in general, but also a lot of fans got face value tickets over scalpers cuz of that points system, rip). swifties have many harmless faults that i can overlook or ignore, but there's a self righteous streak in many that was on another level during rep. self righteousness really rubs me the wrong way, just a personal thing. and i get it, there was a defensiveness and sense of blind loyalty in the face of her public, digital stoning due to how as much as taylor was attacked, swifties felt equally attacked. turning inward towards community in times of turmoil, etc etc i get it, no judgment. i just don't ride for celebrities like that and if swifties have ever been borderline culty, that was the closest it ever got. no judgement again, it's a harmless, and totally voluntary, cult for the most part, just not the vibe for me. so the LAST place i wanted to be, listening to music i mostly dislike, was surrounded by swifties on a self righteous high for 2 hours in the middle of new jersey.

i did try to watch it on netflix, but fast forwarded through 85% of it tbh cuz of the songs i don't like and also....... ugh hot take incoming probably gonna regret this but.... that tour was not The Look for me iykwim. not that that's the only reason anyone can enjoy a tour but if i also don't like the songs? wtf am i there for if she doesn't look hot to me. like in photos sure! but in motion, it's a hard pass. comes back to the try-hard thing again, i am physically squirming with embarrassment when someone is very obviously trying to be sexy, especially in a choreographed way that isn't coming naturally to them. for me, someone is sexy when they're comfortably confident, doing something they're just naturally vibing with or good at, and it exudes from them without them realizing it because they're relaxed, not showing off, and totally at ease. people talk all the time about the dress performance and i'm just like..... this is just.... not..... it for me, sorry to say. maybe when she dips the mic stand i guess? but it's just soooo theatrical and choreographed i'm like no thanks. i also didn't love a lot of the tour costumes ajdlkfjadfkj sorry! everything looked so cheap, although i didn't see it from afar so i can't judge how well it worked in that regard. i thought the like oversized army jacket thing with patches was cool, the black long thing with silver spikes on the shoulders and the belt was cool, and the opening silhouette of the hood was cool, but i'm a bodysuit hater. laaaaazy and boring imo. i get it you need mobility but be creative!!! it was also very dark and i'm anti-dark tour costumes unless they contrast against verrrrrry bright backgrounds in very color block-y ways.

i'm glad you loved it and so many people have incredibly fond and formative memories of it or of being there so i'm glad you are one of them!! I'm just not one of those people, but i don't feel like given my taste, that i personally missed out on much lol.

[lovelessbachelor]

...so about that smut

share the name of the fics

Ooooh you want the names? Oh you want the Gaster x reader smut fics???

Ok. Lmao. Disclaimer most of these are actually nb reader cus OOOHMYGOD trying to find male reader fics is sooooo hard I miss being an egg and just reading female readers even though I never could imagine myself in them /j

Ooh my god so like nobody asked but whenever I look for gaster x reader smut which is more often then I'd like to admit I always come across one that's like untagged reader or is even tagged nb reader or something!! And I click on it and like it'll immediately start calling reader fem!! Like 'you flipped your hair over your shoulder and adjusted the strap on your dress' like no I didn't I don't do that?? I don't even have long hair to flip. I don't think I've ever been able to flip my hair even when it was long it would just get tangled (FYI I made that excerpt up on the spot but I see stuff similar pretty frequently). Happened recently. I almost clicked out but I was like I'll just ignore it but ooooh my god he directly called reader a woman and I was like >_>...<_< it was a good smut!! But the fem reader ruined it for me!!!! So crazy.

I've been thinking of writing like a full blown gaster x reader fic where the reader uses he/they or something and its like a slowburn and its super self indulgent and everything... I've even got like 1k words of an unrelated smut fic in my google docs... I'm unfortunately down bad for the nerd skeleton....

Anyway so there was like 4 in total??

Lmao below is exactly what it says on the tin,pretty good!!! Simple concept but compelling. He does get pegged.

^^^ this one I think was my favourite!! Sooo rereading it in the future. Fascinating concept really really cool love the descriptions love the everything love the vague dystopia of what we are taught about Readers earth. Crazy. Also it made me blush and it wasn't even at the smut so. Really good read.

So apparently I lied there was only three. Also the one above oh my stars. Its really really fucked up its got all sorts of shit just like. Be warned. It as a concept is fascinating and you can easily skip the smut since its mostly plot except at the end?? Just like seriously be careful with that one. Its not even tagged dead dove wtf. Can't even change it it's orphaned.

[tinnchan]

@thiansong

EP 1 THOUGHTS!!!!!!! had to go to sleep yesterday but here i am now

first of all i really enjoyed it. but also it made me cry already and i wasn't mentally prepared for that. they said let's see how much trauma we can inflict on this little gay boy in the span of one episode. i'm adopting thian and taking him away from that house. we're going to chinese opera together and i'm buying him all the prettiest hairpins. no but how can you treat a child like that???? he literally was just playing wtf leave him alone!!!!! i want to jump into the screen and protect him with my life

the way the wives are looking at each other with fierce eyes is really funny ngl. and the fake ass cgi snake 💀 when that aunty brewed the potion and healed thian i was about to stan but then she turned out homophobic :/

also the brotherly bond 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 you both mentioned it and i can see it already. when yang asked thian to perform for him??? and said that he'll take him to see the opera even though he clearly wasn't into it himself 🥺 best ally since kindergarten. they mean so much to me already

it is not fair that the ep ended with grown up thian and i won't be able to watch the next ep until monday 😭 btw how old is he supposed to be?

about the tender gay romance it all went by very quickly but i remember a scene where thian is sleeping on a table and the other guy is treating a tiny wound on his finger? at least that's how i saw it. now do i generally like the wound tending trope? not really. but this? this made me go 😳🥺 and also that moment when thian was looking up at the guy with sooo much love in his eyes

- @ahxu-laowen

adding to my first ep thoughts (idk if you got that ask tho my internet kept lagging 😭) i might be crazy but i got some ~vibes~ from the man who told them about the cut sleeves idk what was that about they kept focusing on him 👀 is he secretly gay and in love with tian's dad or what. but imagine being tian and the first time you hear the word homosexual is in those circumstances. and then you hear your mom say that you are acting like that man who got kicked out by your dad and then killed himself and she cries and tells you that you can never ever be like that or you'll lose everything and punishes you. and then you grow up and realise that you are like that man. what kind of future can he see for himself with all this trauma. god this is so fucked up i want to throw hands also idk about bua (?? the mistress really not sure if that's her name or something i cane up with) like she's too good. i don't trust that. she will either do something bad or something bad will happen to her. but for now i like her 🥺 she found out what homosexual meant and immediately bacame an ally sorry for being incoherent akhshks i'm rotating the first ep in my head like it's a microwave. why did i start watching this when i knew i won't be able to continue until three days later 😭😭😭😭 - @ahxu-laowen

First of all, I am so sorry I took this long to reply and deprived Quan of your episode 1 thoughts. This was utterly responsible as co-holder of the cojoint to sir with love, ask box. I shall endeavour to respond much more promptly from now on.

I am so so so glad you enjoyed it! And oof, YES. The first episode was INTENSE. I feel so so bad for Zhang and his lover and young Tian who had to witness this tragedy and it being used against him as a source of shame. Oof. Forever slightly confused that Madam Li saw his very young son dress up as a Chinese opera heroine once and and immediately concluded that yes, this is a raging homosexual in the making. Which, sure, kinda but I hate that she is right in this instance. I want nothing more than to tag along with you as you kidnap young Tian and shower him with the love and affirmation he deserves and a 1000 hairpins. T H E C G I S N A K E S. I nearly dropped the show cause I was laughing too hard but im glad i persevered. THE BROTHERLY LOVE. Let me just say that we must also kidnap Yang because there's no Tian without Yang. They love each other so fiercely it is absolutely the core of the show and my favourite part about it and I cannot wait for you to witness it. They are absolutely everything. When you said tender gay yearning I went "pff...you mean all of their scenes together" but it totally makes sense that it's THAT scene. I am glad that you like Bua but I shall not expand more in case I accidentally spoil you on whether or not she stays wholesome and pure and an #ally. Same thing for the guy who is suspiciously knowledgeable about the legend of the cut sleeve. Mayhaps he is just Mr exposition guy..mayhaps he is more. We shall see. Also...Omg?! I don't know how you are managing because I remember that episode finishing on these shots of a grown up Tian smiling to his notebook and my heart nearly exploded inside my chest I immediately had to click onto the next episode.

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

tw pedo, confusion, family.

sometimes i feel like my dad may be a pedo. not that i caught him with any porn of that sort, his stash was completely adult related when i used to see it scattered around the house and what not. i was hyper as a child and unfortunately viewed such things every time. he's never done anything to me that i know of, except once he roughly spanked me as a teen which i felt very violated from in a bad way type of touch feeling. i was pretty confused.. they also shamed me for being sexual (getting caught in school making jokes with a friend and drawing dicks n writing things about teachers) which they ended up seeing and ofc i felt guilt bc they were disappointed in me and shamed me, banned me from watching shows and what not. couldn't even have a phone bc they didn't trust me. this was up til 11 years old to 14.

ive been sexualised my whole life. shaming me for wearing clothes that expose my figure, I was only 14 when an uncle apparently commented on me saying how im dressed inappropriate bc he can see my shape.. mind you, i was fully clothed head to toe. i didn't know about this until my parents mentioned it in anger, implying its my fault basically. yeah u get the gist of it. my whole life ive felt uncomfortable. getting looks from people and even my own family.

i remember being in my early 20s my mom mentioned this to me bc I said how my dad would be harsh. she said its bc of ur actions, also holding what i drew and wrote in school still against me. i was only 11/12?? but what's even crazy, she said i wrote those things about my own dad. yes. my mind was shocked how she could even say such things. and yet she believed that even tho I said it wasn't even about anyone except a teacher. so, i know my mom holds jealously and resentment of this. probably thinking ill steal her man vibe, which is gross. I felt extremely gaslight, I always have with them.

since their messed up minds think that idk if that's why he behaves weird with me. i know he's a pervert but this is just. there was a show we would watch and he was very obsessed with the girl. (She was 17, same age as me) and i found that so bizarre. my mom simply didn't gaf. I even said its wrong but no one cares. his obsession was unhealthy, finding pics of her and searching up explicit scenes of her which I found on his search.

its like its so normalised. she's like the age of ur daughter wtf. ig since then its just been confusing for me bc I've been gaslight badly. idk if i ever got abused by him bc i don't really remember such happening. i only had a sexual dream with him once which was strange. he does take offguard pics of me which I hate and tell him to delete but he never does. he gives me weird looks and i hate dressing up bc of it. they make me feel ashamed of myself and disgusted. I feel like a whore, like im begging for this.

I'm glad I haven't had any weird touches or anything, but its still uncomfortable with the energy that lingers around. like im always reminded when they give me certain looks esp my mom. i feel like im going insane just thinking of everything. i wish things were normal but they really ain't are there

Hi anon,

I'm so sorry about what you've been through.

I can see how being shamed for being sexual or making sexual jokes may have influenced the way you view your own sexuality, especially at such a formative age. It's saddening and frustrating to hear that your family seems to normalize victim blaming. It's gross that your uncle made that comment, not only because you were a child, but because it implies he was looking to see your "shape". The comments that your mom made towards you are not okay either. The things that you found out about your dad are also quite disturbing and predatory.

Even if you dad hasn't touched you or anything like that, he still does some harmful things and it's valid to be upset or traumatized by that. I think a lot of this, especially with the example of your uncle, could count as sexual harassment.

It makes sense to be uncomfortable with the environment that your family creates. Your wish for things to be normal is completely understandable, and I'm sorry you've been having to put up with this. Please know that there's nothing you could've done to deserve being abused, and you don't deserve to be disgusted at yourself for things that aren't your fault.

If anyone has any comments or suggestions, feel free to add on. Otherwise, I hope I could help, and please let us know if you need anything.

-Bun

[mickgaydolenz]

so I wanted to find a dream for you from when I had just got into the Monkees because when I become obsessed with something I always dream about it at first so here is a Monkeemare

I was in my room messing around with a needle and thread, and by messing around I mean just sewing random buttons to the knees of my pants, (just so you know this was before I shaved my head so I have long hair and bangs bleh) and I ran my fingers through my hair and ruffled my bangs because that was the only way I knew how to style it. then I heard somebody knock my door really gently and I said they could come in and Davy walked in all awkwardly and sat next to me on the floor and kept trying to grab my hand, to like, hold? but at this point in time I was a pansexual in denial and only thought I was a lesbian so I just kept casually moving my hand away from him (also I just don't generally find him very attractive) but he got a hold of my hand and...just..fkcing held it. I couldn't sew buttons to my pants. then he asked me why I kept ruining my pants and began ripping the buttons off and stuffing them in my pocket and told me it was time to go and I couldn't go out dressed like that anyways. so here we are in a car. I was driving for some reason. and he turned that radio on and it was the news talking about a shortage in overalls? I'm pretty sure they were talking about overalls or something like that. but Davy looked really worried and anxious about it so he turned it off. then he turned to me and said "its right crazy, it is. I think I might have to sell me house." and I just nodded, I wasn't even looking at him. then we got to this hotel and Davy ushered me in to a room and wrapped his arm around my waist but he's so short and I'm very tall (5'9 versus 5'3) so his arm was dropped over my ass and in the hotel room was Peter who was reading with some very big glasses on, but he only greeted Davy and gave me an awkward nod and went back to reading. then Davy pulled me to sit with him and he asked where Mike was and Peter said "Mike? Mike-ity Mike Mike. Mic. Microphone." then went back to reading. wtf. wtf. wtf. I didn't know what to do. I was sitting awkwardly while Davy was basically groping me and Peter rhymed. then someone knocked on the door but right after they knocked they came right in and it was a cleaning lady but she was in one of those short ones? you know the ones I'm talking about right? kinda skanky and they'd never actually wear that as a cleaning lady? and she giggled and skipped over to me and fcking KISSED ME?? now Dream Raya must be one serious lady killer because seriously I get so much attention from chicks in my dreams, but anywho, she kissed me(😏) and dusted a lamp and left. then Davy winked at me (I don't know if it was because this was pervert dream davy or because I just made out with a beautiful lady so interpret that as you will) and then Mike came out of the bathroom holding his hat and greeted davy but didn't acknowledge me :/ the both of them ignored me for what? then Peter clapped his book shut and tossed it on the bed and asked us if we were hungry, then he ordered something from room service and (finally) Mike started talking to me and acknowledging my existence, and started telling me about his new girlfriend who was a cleaning lady here. now obviously I knew what this meant, so I didn't tell him his girlfriend just came in here and made out with me. but, Davy had other plans. he sat up and began laughing and said "she made out with ye girl!!" and Mike stood up too, looking at me like he was gonna kill me, and I'm sure he would have. so I ran away, he chased me, I ran down the street, he kept yelling from behind me that he was, and I quote, "GONNA BEAT MY FUCKIN ASS WHEN HE CAUGHT ME" and his long nimble legs were a match for my unathletic-ness, and he caught up to me. grabbed me by my shoulders and fell to the ground with me. then began (weakly like it was so fcking funny how poorly he was hitting me it didn't even hurt) hitting me, but I pushed him away and kept running, all the while apologizing for kissing his girlfriend, then a car drove past me and offered me a ride. guess who it was. Mr. Babbit. this dream...yeah. yeah.

BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

ahahagahahahaahhahaagha fucking WOW!!!! okay, fuck, all of that was incredible but i fucking LOVE the conclusion of you running away from CHAPSTICK because you fucking MADE OUT WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND!!!!!

[pinkvelve]

3th bored

1. What time do you go to bed?

my notes app just deleted the wrong note and it PISSES ME OFF

2. Who is your celebrity crush?

karina next question

How would you rate your childhood on a scale of 1 to 10?

7 i guess

What is your middle name?

caroline my army bunny last name😇

What are your favorite values in friends?

being funny

What is your funniest memory from high school?

dude..literally so many OH my god i cant even pick one and i m laughingd trying to remember

What is your favorite holiday?

christmas? also doughnut came on the second i got to this question that was crazy

What is your best trait?

no comment

What is your favorite restaurant?

bro chipotle and i really wish it wasn't

What is an interesting fact about you?

i really want to do my laundry but I CANT and i will tell you why.. i go in the laundry room TWO DAYS ago right? and i'm like yay time to wash shorts🩳 but there is laundry in there already so im like alright whatever. scene change - next day. laundry is still there entire day. im like this is a health hazard but i dont text roomates that but i am like wtf is going on... my roomate is like sorry but i don't have any hangers to hang it up right now so can you wait🙁

the shock i felt in that moment...like girl I GUESS? but the fact that you're just leaving it in there is insane..not even the dryer literally the washing machine all wet like What... so yeah i wanted to on monday and it is now 8pm on wednesday. i have no clothes btw

What is the first thing you notice about people?

if they smell good

What is your spirit animal?

i'm going through every twice song to put on my 27 hour long playlist rn

What is your favorite piece of clothing?

rn my unc sweatshirt.. wish i could wear it

Did you go to college?

unfortunately

How long was your longest relationship?

dude. i guess six months

What would you (or have you) name your children?

boy name: andrew

girl name: idk actually. maybe a month name

What was/is favorite subject in high school?

why did my brother just text me a snoopy sweatshirt that is 218 DOLLARS

What is your favorite ice cream flavor?

okay there's this haagan dazs which i definitely spelled wrong flavor I DONT EVEN KNOW THE NAME but it's like double chocolate and publix is the only store i have ever seen it sold in... like it's crazy

What was your first job?

okay now my brother just texted me his address in prague should i just throw up and die

What is the first item on your bucket list?

the first thing that comes to mind is the desert in brazil that has water in it for some reason

What are your pet peeves?

LAUNDRY. apparently.

Do you have any bad habits?

i touch my face so much when i'm working on smth I WAS LITERALLY JSUT NOW DOING IT.

How many siblings do you have?

two brothers

Do you prefer the city or the country?

city

Where did you grow up?

i was born in dallas i lived there until i was nine basically then colorado and now ga😛

What social media platform do you use the most?

instagram probably

What is one thing you wished people knew about you?

to not piss me tf off

When was the last time you embarrassed yourself?

everyday. actually at the oil change like two hours ago cause he asked me what kind of oil i need and i literally just stood there🤍

What are your life goals?

best nayeon song just came on

What is your morning routine?

basically i get up (GET UP ALARM❤️) then i always shower in the morning then i do my hair and my makeup and get dressed and put all my shit in my bag...perfume..yeah

How would you describe your fashion sense?

terrible

What is your favorite book?

fanfic

What are your hobbies?

going to the beach

What inspires you?

the beach

What is your favorite color?

the color of the sky at the beach

What is your coffee order?

TOMOROWWWW IT WILL BE PUMPKIN SPICE LATTE😝😛😜

What was your dream job as a kid?

that was so annoying my computer wouldnt let me put more than one at a time

What phone do you have?

14+ with a craxked screen protector

What is your favorite TV show quote?

i got bored i have to listen to kaytranada now

How many countries have you traveled to?

five i guess

Who are some of your favorite YouTubers?

the ones that make playlists of italian bossa nova

Do you have any siblings?

snap my finger by kaytranada

Do you prefer tea or coffee?

i like both

What is the first thing you do after going home from work or school?

wash my hands🤣

What is your favorite movie?

spirited away

What is your favorite drink?

pumpkin cream chai

Do you have any weird quirks?

my hero

How many languages do you speak?

i need to learn czech so bad IM RUNNINgfout of time

What is your go-to fast food order?

chipotle

What is your favorite Netflix show?

bridgerton

What year were you born?

best year of all time 2003...like its such a good number

How tall are you?

55

If you could live anywhere, where would it be?

barcelona

Who is your role model?

don toliver

Which of your parents do you resemble?

feel a way by kaytranada and don toliver

[otomebanshou]

My Thoughts about Cupid Parasite Sweet & Spicy Darling

NOTE: This is my personal thoughts and opinions about CupiPara SSD. None of this is to be taken seriously, but just as me expressing my thoughts SPOILERS BELOW!

My order for the game was: Gill -> Merenice -> Raul -> Ryuki -> Peter -> Shelby -> Allan

And I will say Allan was the perfect note to end on. Chefs kiss!!

Gill My beloved scrunkle. He's still my favorite of the cast, only overall being beaten out in the FD by Raul, but I'm so happy with his FD route (minus his Spicy Ending). Admittedly, I wasn't crazy about his turn towards yandere but I also wasn't completely against it as "yeah, I guess I can see him doing this" LOL. But I loved Gill and Lynette's dynamic! They really balanced each other out and while I know a lot of people get uppity about the female going towards a housewife role, honestly it doesn't bother me and Gill never forces her to do this and just wants to support her! So, I enjoyed his route and his spice was awesome I ate that shit up!!

Merenice I don't hate Merenice. I like him, but that's about it. Because of his conditions, he makes it really hard for me to see how Lynette and him can ever really be a couple! He will ONLY have feelings for her if she's still a god and he can't see her destiny. And even when that condition is fulfilled, their whole schtick and chemistry just doesn't really grow for me, so when they fucked and all that I was like kinda shook she felt something for him. I'm not one to really go "oh I can't see (MC) and (LI) as a couple" but I really can't here. Plus, as a parasite, he just doesn't match the Parasite 6's freak... like at all. He doesn't bring much humor to the table. So all my conditions to really like him were flopped, thus why he ranks as my least favorite in this game. OWEN THO?? GIVE HIM TO ME!!! I WANT HIM!!

Raul Oh sweet baby, I love you. As someone who gets hyperobsessed with things, I can relate to his outbursts of love for his myth lore. Raul had everything I wanted/expected from SSD, especially since I was not expecting the rest of the routes, minus Allan's, to take such a weird fucking turn for their Spicy Endings. Raul's was just perfectly crafted and, like Gill, really worked well with Lynette. ALSO HOTTEST SPICY END JUST CUZ HER RED DRESS AND BEING A SPY AWOOOO!!!!

Ryuki I'm not gonna lie here, Ryuki was already doomed from the get go. I don't care for him, I don't really like any boyish/young ones. And his route didn't improve it especially since they used one of my least favorite tropes: miscommunication. It was BOUND to pop up in this game, considering married life is a huge theme in this one. But, here I fucking hated it. Lynette won't tell him her godhood the entire game and even when she does he just goes "oh ok" lmfao. Yeah it was funny, but at the same time it was like "bruh". Also I fucking HATED his spicy ending!! like wtf. I am proship, but I still have lines where I no longer enjoy something. Dubcon, ok I can work with it, and honestly the entire theme/plot of the game also plays a huge part in me enjoying it. We gotta set the mood, yknow? Ray Under spent the entire fucking route not really giving me the vibe he likes Lynette, and he even SAYS SO at the end. All for him to 180 right as the Spicy End begins and wants to suddenly have a poly relationship with her and Ryuki. Ryuki seemed against it until he ALSO changes character and is like "yeah!!! ill show u!!!" and Lynette isn't even into it!! She doesn't give consent!! She is like "ummmmm '^';;" which at that point, I couldn't enjoy it.

Peter (I don't have a yellow color option :(...) Honestly, this route was as bad as Ryuki's in my honest opinion. Just for different reasons. It's really boring. Unlike the first game, the God plot just doesn't do it here for me. His route was really forgettable outside of his atrocious Spicy End that rivals Ryuki's. Like EW? I think I'd rather do Ryuki's over Peter's again cuz that was just weird lmfao. HOW DID SHELBY'S EXTRA DONUT ENDING GET A WARNING BUT PETER'S DIDNT???? LFMAOOO!! Anyways, Peter took a big L this game and the whole awkward lead up to just Peter finally banging Lynette, tbh I couldn't remember they hadn't banged but this was awkward for me, then to boring god subplot and then the revisit to Zeus was just zZzZzZzZ.

Shelby Well, miscommunication comes up again, but it's actually done well here. Shelby's miscommunication is handled a lot better because, well, Lynette figured he wouldn't get it and honestly I did too. Of course he wasn't going to believe she was a god. I just feel like it worked better here but that's my opinion. It didn't grate my nerves as badly. Also the whole limp dick shit was so funny, poor Shelby LMFAO. Lynette being ok with it and wanting him to just talk to her was also endearing as Shelby was really cute this entire route. His Spicy Ending wasn't bad, it honestly was in the same realm as Gill's which I didn't really expect from him?? I should probably mention, I wanted them to just be sexy endings, but the writers ig wanted to go with over the top endings that weren't really for me most of the time but w/e.

Allan I'm going to preface this, I didn't really enjoy most of his route. It wasn't bad, but I also think it wasn't really fun to read most of the time. The plot, like all plots in this game, kicks in in the last 3 donuts before the ending is decided. The ending though is dragged tf out. I was starting to get more and more burnt out as the ending kept going for the S&S ending. BUT!!! I was SO rewarded! Allan's true wish was to have the one happiness he and Lynette can't achieve unless they are human: children. Now maybe it's that maternal feeling I can't help but have, even tho I don't want kids, but I love video game kids and this made my heart feel so warm. Allan is so sweet, undeniably so, and the icing on the cake was seeing that screen with the boy and girl name option that you get to pick. I was crying throughout his S&S ending and his Sweet End. I could not be consoled! So yeah, I loved it in the end!! Other than that, I don't really have much left to say! I'm feeling the burnout hard now, not from otome, but just too much wackiness and the spicy ends didn't help at all lmfao. I give this game a 8/10 (I gave the original a 9). I really enjoyed it and CupiPara is still my fave romcom otome to date. <3

[maiverie]

seeing 🧀 anon promoting the viet trainee reminded me of when i downloaded the mnet+ app just to vote for công and đặng hồng hải (the aftermath 🥲) on boys planet

i was aware of the trauma survival shows give u so i didn't plan on watching (i wasn't even watching girls planet but the evil-edit of c-group was crazy 🫥)

now whenever there's a survival show (r u next) i just go on tiktok to see which trainee caught my attention and vote 🤕

n e ways, i just saw a clip of vũ linh đan singing "i will always love you" and let me tell you SHE SLAYED‼️but i didn't see the app you can vote for them (ik it starts in nov)

last but not least, im so excited for "rain has an edge" (the header was soooo cute and pretty) 🌧️🩷🩷

have nice day chị mai 🌼🫶

HAHDHAHAH OMG ANON i actually don’t know the tea w boys planet so pls enlighten me (u voting for them bc they’re viet is so real 🤭🤭 HELPP)

and omg fr that’s exactly why i don’t rlly tune into them BC I ALWAYS FEEL BAD?? like not only is the editing so bad sometimes but i js always end up feeling bad for the ppl who get eliminated 😭😭 ironic cos obv im an enha stan but u get it 🤕

OH MY GODDD I JUST WATCHED IT TOO SHE RLLY DID EAT 😭😭😭 she’s so pretty in that dress too wtf i’m so excited to see her in the show 🥹🥹 oh god this girl better go far or i’ll be so sad 😾

AND STAWPPP thank u so much for tuning in what the heck anon ily 😭💓 i’m glad the header looks okay!! i thought i’d try smth diff from what i usually make 😵‍💫 anyways i hope u have the best day too em gái 😽😽💖

[tea-and-nuance]

When I was younger we would regularly go to the local gay bar. It was the one place we could go dancing and not worry about being groped by men. We could openly talk about sex and sexuality and not be judged. It was a good time. And drag shows! I loved drag shows, it was always a fun, funny, sexy, satirical performance with great music. The queens put so much hard work into what their costumes and act. I loved drag queens, loved LGBT spaces, my baby bi self was so happy to be in the community.

When I became a mom, drag queen story hour was starting to become a thing. I was hesitant at first because I always considered drag to be a form of adult entertainment. But I was able to reconcile that it wasn't an issue. Costumes are fun, dressing however you want is fun, clownery and silliness is fun. It doesn't have to be sexual. Robin Williams as Mrs. Doubtfire is classic whatever.

The first story hour we went to the queen was dressed as Dolly Parton. She read a few books, was sweet and silly and great with the kids. It was pretty much what I expected and hoped for.

The next story hour we went to was completely different. This queen asked every kid if they were a boy or a girl or neither. It was a group of 5 year olds, half the kids said they were dinosaurs or superheros. Then there was dancing. Which wouldn't have been an issue, but we're not talking about silly music and me child appropriate dancing. We're talking hip thrusting everything but the pole sexualized performance. When she ripped off her skirt and revealed leotard bottoms with an outline of untucked genitalia - I left.

Over the years we began seeing video clips and news articles about drag story hours being cancelled and criticized for inappropriate behavior. Over and over the left insisted this shit wasn't happening. Or my favorite, even if it is happening it doesn't harm kids.

Every year when Pride comes around one of my friends inevitably asks if I'll be bringing my kiddo to celebrate. Every year I say no. "Oh but they have family friendly activities!" "Sure, but the leather daddies are matching at this time, you just showed me the lingerie and pasties you plan to wear. There's usually a lot of drinking. I don't feel comfortable bringing my kid."

Though my response is usually, actually, "we plan to get a babysitter so we don't have to worry about bringing kiddo." Because when I tell the truth I'm called phobic, exclusionary, denying my kid of important inclusive exposure - which as a bisexual parent is apparently hypocritical.

My kid knows LGBT people exists simply because there are LGBT people among our friends and family members. Age appropriate conversation comes up, "aunt L is married to aunt B, yes they're both women." "J was born a man but is actually a woman and is doing what she can to be recognized as her trueself." "Mom likes and has dated men and women."

As a bisexual polyam woman who is also part of the BDSM community I've often found myself more and more estranged from the communities I'm part of. If I question or bring up concerns about anything I get labeled as phobic, intolerant, and problematic. I have to toe the line when it comes to discussions about politics, parenting, spiritual beliefs, mental illness, women's rights, domestic violence. And it's kind of exhausting.

While the right will talk about the crazy things I see and hear on the left - I can only agree with right wing bs to a certain point. While I always thought I was pretty far left - there's a point where I'm thinking wtf can't you see how insane you sound? This is why the right hates us! While I try to sit middle ground and understand all sides the more I just hate and don't understand anyone.

Rambling rant over.