#as a public employee

[a9saga]

A conflict of interest occurs when your interests are conflicted as a public employee because your interests conflict with your role as a public employee. When your interests conflict in a conflict of interest, it's important to keep in mind that your private interests outside of being a public employee are being conflicted with the public due to your being a public employee.

[benevolenterrancy]

this description made me realise what one of my favourite MXTX character tropes is: Over-Worked, Under-Appreciated Employee Who Is Not Above Becoming Somewhat Evil About It

[allieinarden]

I’m now watching Despicable Me again and I just gotta say, who could ever have predicted that the Minions would be the popular supporting critters from this movie and not Gru’s toothy hairy dog thing that I forgot he even had? All of my cash would have been on that thing.

[bvnniixs]

“wanna be yours..”

Work Manager x f!reader

( older man x younger!reader )

warnings! 18+, p in v in protected sex (reader on bc!), hair pulling, degrading terms, semi-public, , age gap? ,college reader(20) older manager(27), slight angst, inappropriate workplace relationship, oral sex (female receiving) , over stimulation:3, nipple sucking, smut with a plot kinda off ??, cheating implied, creampie, doggy and mating press, rough sex, ass slapping , pet names, daddy kink

A/N part two maybe soon??

A 10 hour shift was honestly pretty hard when you’re running on four monster cans for energy and a four hour sleep schedule. Though she was pulling through. There she stood at the register, it wasn’t too busy since it was later at night. Two hours away from closing time, meaning she could finally fucking go home! Of course there were always costumers who lurked at night, causing her to have to continue working. At least she was getting paid. Tonight her manager who hired her worked that night, meaning he was more relaxed. Unlike her bigger boss manager who was always riding her dick twenty four fucking seven.

As she scanned a costumers items one by one, bagging them and securing glass items. She told them their price than asked for their payment type. “have a good night..” she muttered softly as she handed them their receipt. Her coworker Sapphire smiled as she approached the register, looking at her clearly exhausted coworker. “hey <name>, Alejandro wants you in this office. Something about your schedule..” she states softly, earning a sigh some the girl. “I swear to all above if his sassy ass is cutting me short i’m fighting him.” Sapphire giggled softly as she took over the register next to her, “he deserves an ass beating for making me work on my birthday last month..” She complained softly as she watched <name> walked around to the front of the registers. “yeah definitely kicking his ass now..” she stated as she walked away heading towards the managers office. Typing in the code to the door she grabbed the handle, turning it and entering. “Alejandro..you wanted to speak to me?” you called out. “yeah in here, close the door behind you.” his rough voice called back, causing her stomach to flutter. She wouldn’t lie if she said she wasn’t attracted to the man, every since she fucking applied here she’d been head over heels for him. As she entered the room she saw him, his tall figure slouched in his office chair, veiny covered hands typing on his keyboard, glasses at the pinch of his nose. His muscles were visible through his tight collared shirt. As she entered the room her hand reach for the door, closing it gently behind her.

“Sooo.. what did you want to talk about…like what’s wrong with my schedule..?” she asked off the bat, walking closer to the man as she took a seat in the extra chair in the office. The cold air now hitting her, causing goosebumps to appear on her arms. A shiver going down her spine, he noticed this. Pushing his glasses up, he turned his body in the chair. “You cold?” he questioned, she nodded softly. “yeah but i’ll be fine.” she replied, looking into his brown eyes. “alright, well. I called you in here because you’ve been requesting a lot of hours.” she was confused, why was that such a bad thing..after all he was the one who suggested she work more hours now that she was in college. “Ale..what do you mean?” she asked softly, her leg voice clearly being confused. “You’re over working yourself.” he replied, “and why is that any of your business? You suggested i work more so i am, making more money to pay for college.” she hissed. A sigh left the males throat as he rubbed her temples, “That doesn’t mean work every day and get zero sleep. I’m worried. Alright, i care about you.” Taking a deep breath in she closed her eyes in sync. Opening them as she muttered words, “you have a wife and kids..why do you care about me..shouldn’t you care for your wife..not for your employee who’s years younger than you..” That ticked him off, he clenched his fist as she too the time to think about it what to say. “it’s not like that..” “it’s not? because you flirt with me one day than ignore me the next or friend zone me..leaving me confused and hurt.. so what is it Alejandro.” she questioned, her glare hardening on him. “it’s..” he attempted to explain, thought the words could not find his tongue. “exactly.” she said as she stood up, “wait..” he said suddenly grabbing her wrist. She gasped softly as she was pulled towards him, he was still sitting as he pulled her in between his thighs. His hands snaking around her waist, holding her in place. His lips pressed against hers roughly, (yes he is still sitting, he’s tall alright) causing a moan to escape her throat. The kiss took her by surprise but she kissed him back, her arms wrapping themselves around his shoulders.

His hands moved down to her ass, cupping the flesh tightly as his tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring her. Moans and whimpers escaped her throat as he roughly made out with her, fondling her body. He pulled away eventually to catch his breath, panting as his forehead pressed against hers. “i thought it wasn’t like that..” she whispered softly, panting softly as she stared into his eyes. “i lied..” he muttered as he held her, “what about your wife..?” “fuck it..” he said gently, huffing his chest. Capturing her lips for a second time he pulled her to sit on his lap, her chest pressed against his. He slide his hands into her pants, gripped her flesh, causing a yelp to leaving her throat again. His tongue forced its way into her mouth, capturing every inch of her mouth. Her hands gripped onto his shoulders as his lips melted into hers. “fuck…” he hummed, his hands tugging down her pants. “s’take..these off..” he ordered assisting her in removing her pants. The soft fabric was laced between his fingers, running them across the wet slit through the cloth. “so wet for me..fuck.” he groaned as her moans vibrated against his lips. He lowered himself from the chair, his hands slowly sliding down her hips to her thighs. With one tug, her panties were removed. Seeing her wet cunt he licked his lips with hunger, soon leaning forward and taking a single lick of her folds. Causing her to shudder from excitement arousal. “please..need you..” she pleaded softly, her hands roaming through his hair. “wait baby..” he cooed softly, taking another lick of her cunt. Savouring her taste,her eyes rolled back as she rose up on her tip toes. Cries of pleasure echoed the office, her grip on his hair tightening as he slipped a finger in from behind. Thrusting into her cunt repeatedly, lewd noises getting louder and louder. “please…mmm..fuck..! please need you…” she cried, begging for him. He hummed with satisfaction as his thumb found her throbbing clit. Rubbing it with care and fast movements. A knot formed in her stomach, causing her to see stars. “Ale..gunna…cum..fuck..” she hummed out, earning a pleased breath from him. “s’cum for me baby..”

Without hesitation she met her climax, the knot in her stomach blooming. Causing her body to shoot full of pleasure, her eyes going hazy as she let a loud cry out which led to him covering her mouth with his hand to muffle he sounds. “that’s s’good girl” he cooed, removing his fingers from her cunt. Thought since they were sucking him in so tightly it was a slight struggle to remove his fingers. Her legs felt like jelly as she collapsed into him, he caught her of course. Smiling as he held her in his arms, “i got you baby.” He picked her up, carrying her over to the desk. He bent her over, kissing the back of her neck softly as he whispered sweet words into her ear. Allowing her to come down from her high. His hands rubbed against her ass, giving a gentle smack to her left cheek. Earning a yelp from the younger female. The sound of a belt unbuckling and pants falling tot he ground was heard by her, causing her to look back. In awe she stared at his length, the girth as well. He was more thick than he was long but still, he definitely would hit all the right spots. Biting nervously down on her bottom lip she watched as he gripped his length. She whimpered as he rubbed her folds, her slick cunt being a lubricant for him. The head of his cock was covered in her cum, allowing him to slowly slide himself into her cunt. The feeling of his head stretching into her caused her to throw her head back, gasping out. He pushed further into her sopping wet core, his cock stretching her out whole. It felt like he was splitting her open. As his girth fully entered her warmth, he let a grunt out as her walls sucked him deeper inside her. It was long before he started moving. Thrusting powerfully into her, smacking her ass here and than leaving red hand marks. His hands grabbed a fistful of her hair, tugging her head back as he plowed her from behind. Railing her insides hard and deep making her cry out in pleasure, lewd wet noises filling the room. The smell of Sex filled the office, soft moans and the clapping of skin following shortly behind. “shhhh baby..gotta be a good girl and stay silent for daddy okay? don’t want anyone hearing you now do we?” he cooed, his deep voice filling her ears. She moaned softly as his balls hit her clit over and over, slapping it relentlessly. Her pussy was sucking him in deeper and deeper as she felt her second orgasm build up. “gunna..mmfuck…cum..” he groaned, his thrusts beginning to become for unstable and desperate. His head hitting her cervix over and over, causing her toes to curl. “fuck hell.. this slutty pussy is taking me so fucking well..” he added, his hands moving to grip her hips firmly as she pounded into her. “fffuckk.. you like that you dirty girl..” nodding her head rapidly in response, tears rolled down her cheeks as he hit her spot over and over. “fuck baby, daddy’s gonna cum in this pussy..” he announced, she felt herself growing closer to finishing. Her eyes shutting as he plowed her, though he stopped. When he pulled out it caused her to let a soft whimper out, “Alejandro..” she muttered “please…need you..” she cried. “sshhh baby, i’ll take care of you.” he reassured, turning her weak body over where he moved her to the chair. Folding her body in a mating press, sliding her uniform shirt up to reveal her pastel pink bra. He cupped her breasts, almost tearing her bra off. Leaning his head down he placed his mouth over her left nipple, using his free hand to grip his length again. Rubbing himself on her slick folds.

When he felt like it he thrusted in, earning a gasp from her. Once in his hand now moved to her right breast, fondling it as his lips captures her left nipple. His thrusts are animalistic as he plows deeper than ever into her. This position allowed him to hit spots he couldn’t before, causing her to be louder. He moved his to grab her underwear from the ground and shove it into her mouth to silence her. “s’fuck..” his hand was placed right back on her breast where he fondled it roughly. Licking her bud caused her to be more over stimulated than she ever way before. His cock pounding into her core over and over drawing out a long painful but pleasant orgasm. A muffled moaned escaped her throat as she came around his cock, her walls gripping him for dear life. “fuck..gonna cum in this pussy..fuck..” he moaned as he rutted into her. “cumf..inm..mme..” she managed to say through the panties in her mouth. “Fuck you want my babies? wanna be a mommy to my kids?” “yesss..” a sadistic growl from deep inside exited his throat. His thrusts grew stronger and faster as his cock filled her up. “fuck gunna cum baby…fuck squeezing me so tight..” it wasn’t long before he came deep into her womb. Hot strings of white cum shot deep within her, forcing a moan from her. Her nails dug into his back as he thrusted a few final times before officially stopping. The so panted, exhausted now as they closed their eyes. Foreheads pressed against each other. She didn’t know what to say so she remained silent, until he broke the silence. “fuck..that’s was s’mazing baby..” he said, sounding drunk off her pussy. Slowly he pulled out off her, watching as his cum spilled out of her throbbing hole. “Alejandro…” she whispered softly, keeping her hands around his neck. “yes love?” he responded, opening his eyes to see her closed ones. “i love you..” she admitted, opening her eyes as she looked back into his. He didn’t know what to say at first but eventually he kissed her lips, a small peck and returned the feelings. “i love you too.” She smiled as she kept her forehead against his. “so what now?” she asked softly, he thought for a second. “what do you mean?” “i mean, what are we?” she answered, maintaining eye contact with him. “What would you like to be..” he questioned, earning a soft smile from her. “i wanna be yours..” “well you are mines..now let’s get you cleaned up..our shift ends soon.” She smiled softly as she agreed, allowing him to help her sit her the two got cleaned up and fixed themselves before returning to the floor. The ride home with him now would be quite interesting now. (he drives reader home, aka campus)

End A/N i hope yall enjoyed that, i’ll be writing more for sure bc im bored !! 😲

[noobartperson]

tried a different style (use one weird brush and keep every layer visible) and I like it ithinks?

Anyway here’s a tea party. The tea is fancy

part two?

[halfwolf-forever-yours]

Fursuit Friday Always...

And...

Klavius was invited to make an appearance for MST Appreciation Week at Lowe's and it was a blast! But don't take my word for it. Check out the video and see for yourself!

Thanks for watching, following, and reblogging!

~ Halfwolf, Forever Yours 🐺🐾

[gay-impressionist]

France's ministry of foreign affairs just added to its HR procedures that it will pay plane tickets for its civil servants living in countries where abortion is banned, so they can get one in France if they need it.

It's great that they thought of that... And so fucked up that it has to get to this.

[sporesgalaxy]

im not big into reading or making normal modern job au fanfiction but im suddenly so delighted by the concept of a flower shop au that opens normally and then turns into an lsoh au i think that would be so funny

[14dayswithyou]

Is there any character from the cast Ren is willing to tolerate or maybe even starts some kind of friendship with them over time?

✦゜ANSWERED: Probably only River — but even then — it's extremely unlikely ^^; Ren genuinely doesn't have the ability nor capacity to feel empathy for anyone other than Angel, so any form of friendship would be strictly one-sided and doomed for failure T_T

[likesvader]

Your Punches Could Use Work

Hello, this is my first ever work. Like Period. But I am a Leon fan all day everyday and wanted to give it a shot. He is just so... well, you know.

Any and all feedback will be appreciated, just please keep it nice. And you can find it on AO3 as well. https://archiveofourown.org/works/58439467

With that being said, MDNI, adult content!

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You didn’t hate being drenched in sweat, in fact, you were proud to see the light blue cloth turn shades darker. It was proof of your hard work and dedication for this job. You worked hard to be here, you worked hard everyday, proving yourself to your coworkers. You proved yourself in every aspect. Paperwork, planning and logistics, weight lifting, group physical training sessions and even sparring. Your dedication was shown in physical ways too, your arms lean and muscular, legs with thigh muscles that flexed as you walk, and you could plank for over five minutes straight.

Your team had become closer as you worked together, morale building stronger by the day. The only gap was between you all and your team leader, Special Agent Kennedy. He had a mysterious aura about him, quiet and straight forward. He had shared very little about himself, only confirming his achievements when asked. The man who single handedly saved the President’s daughter, surviving the outbreak of that wretched virus, and who knows what else.

When you were assigned to this unit, he had just become a leader. He was phenomenal. His posture was straight and arrogant, arms crossed and legs just under shoulder width apart. Dirty blonde hair that sat swept to the side and full lips that never smiled. And his eyes, oh those piercing blue eyes. They analyzed everyone, every action. He was observant. And although you never noticed, he observed you often. He watched as your sweat would run down the side of your face, down the center of your chest where it would soak into your snug athletic tank top.

You observed him too, finding the slightly older man to be the epitome of ruggedly attractive. There was something about the shape of his nose and jaw, so sharp they could cut. Yet his features were a bit soft. He had these broad shoulders that transitioned into biceps that stretched the fabric of literally any shirt he wore. You had thought the fabric would rip one day when you saw him in the facility gym. He had been doing an isolated bicep curl with an easy bar, a vein popping from his skin. It had taken an extreme effort to look away and focus on your own workout. He had thick, muscular thighs and a very built chest.

You even noticed some of his habits, not that you ever wanted to mention that you caught onto these. When he became irritated, he would sigh and pinch the bridge of his nose, furrowing his brows. When he was bored, he would tilt his head back, exposing his neck and showing off his adams apple. Your favorite was when he was comfortable in a room, he would cross his arms, flexing his biceps and would push his legs apart. Man spreading had always bothered you, but when Leon S. Kennedy did it, he looked mouth watering.

You would never tell him the thoughts he put in your head, or the way he distracted you and sent warm need pooling in between your legs. You could be into your team leader, but he was oh so attractive that you just couldn’t help it.

“Good job today!” One of the team members lightly punched your shoulder with their fist. “Sometimes I forget how agile you are.” They laughed.

“It took a lot to be so light on my feet. Thank you for taking notice.” You smiled at them so that the edge of your eyes creased.

“We’re going out for some drinks tonight, want to join?” They asked, pointing with their thumb in the direction of a few other team members.

You tilted your head back and forth, hair swinging from side to side as you did. “That sounds like a fun time, but I was thinking of staying a bit longer today. I had a stressful day today and wanted to work out some of my frustration.”

“Alright, don’t work too hard. We do have that field assignment coming up soon, we can’t risk you getting hurt.”

You smiled, thanking them once more. As they turned to walk away, you put your earbuds into your ears, playing your favorite music to workout in. You had fingerless boxing gloves on and you punched the leather bag suspended in front of you in rhythm to the music playing. Your arms had buried and grew heavy as you pushed yourself, straining to maintain the same force through each punch. You focused on shifting your weight so you could use as much force as possible. Your breathing had become ragged with your chest heaving as you delivered another punch.

But a hand came from your peripheral view, grabbing your right hand before it made contact with the bag. You froze, your breaths filling the air as your eyes followed the hand, to a huge bicep, to the face of your leader. Your face was warm from the exercise and you were rather glad. If it hadn't been, you would have been red for a whole different reason.

His hand dropped after a few seconds and you hurried to remove the earbuds from your ears, dropping one to the floor in the process. “Agent Kennedy, I didn’t know you were here.”

Leon bent down, picking up the earbud. He had been dressed in his typical workout attire. He always wore black tactical pants with a snug blue shirt. He once said it reminded him of his prime days or something. He must have just gotten there because he smelled of his cologne and hadn’t appeared to be sweaty. Your eyes scanned him for a second, tingles coagulating in a very delicate part of your body.

“I come here in the evenings sometimes, when it’s quiet and I can focus.” His voice was smooth. He pushed his hand towards you, so he could drop the earbud back into your hand.

“Oh! I’m sorry. I’ll head out. I’m a bit tired.” You quickly began gathering your things to make a speedy escape. The longer you stayed around him, the more the ache pooling between your legs would grow.

“Before you go, I wanted to go over your form. I know you're tired, but there were a few adjustments you could make.” His brows dropped, he was serious. You could just nod.

“Sure! Yes, that would be great.” You stood for a second before you asked. “How do you want to do that?”

“Get into a fighting stand and throw a punch from your dominant arm, then hold it.” You nodded, settling into your stance.

You listened to his instruction, throwing a punch and twisting your leg as you did. When you paused, Leon looked you over, his hand rubbing over his jaw. “Your elbow is hyperextended, you know better.” You jumped as his hand settled on your elbow, adjusting it. “Your waist is twisted just a bit too much and you are barely leaning off your center of balance.” His hand traced up your arm before settling on your hips, joined by his other hand as he stood behind you. You could feel his body heat against your back and his breath tickled your ear. You felt a bit of pressure and moved as he adjusted your body. “And while you need to generate force through your leg, I can see you’re flexing your leg just a bit too much.” His right hand moved down further, making you clench your legs as moisture built between your thighs. Your breaths quickened as his thumb rubbed against your muscle.

“T-thanks.” Your words were shaky and you couldn’t help close your eyes for a moment, focusing on the sensation of his hands. “I appreciate your help, but I don’t want to bother you.” You dropped your arm to your side and attempted to walk away, but the warm hands on your body tightened down, holding you in your spot.

“Do you think I didn’t notice?” His voice cut through the air.

“Excuse me?” You squeaked out.

“Do you think I didn’t notice the way your eyes found me whenever you were in the same room? Or the way your cheeks flushed whenever I spoke directly to you? I’d bet you thought I wouldn’t pick up on how you push your thighs together, hm?” His voice became husky as he leaned in, brushing his lips against the side of your neck. His right hand moved closer to your clothed cunt, finger resting inches above it on your spandex shorts. His left hand slid up between your breasts until it gripped lightly around your neck. “I’d even go as far as to guess…” He slipped fingers down into your shorts, his skin on yours, feathering touches over your clit. “You spent time rubbing circles over this needy pussy, wishing my hands were doing it instead.” He moved his fingers over your clit, applying just enough pressure to leave you wanting more. “Am I right?”

You nodded. A muffled ‘Mhm’ as the only sound you could manage as you tried not to moan.

“Your words. Use them.” He demanded firmly.

“Yes.” You exhaled sharply. Your legs almost gave out as his middle dipped down, running through your wetness and pushing into your cunt, sinking knuckle deep. A breathy moan escaped your lips.

“Don’t worry, I can’t tell you how many nights I came imagining my cock stuffed into your pussy. Bet you imagine it as you fingered yourself.” You felt as he pulled his finger out before thrusting it back. He did it again and again as he spoke. “You want it?”

“Please. Yes.” His grip on your neck tightened as your legs weakened.

His lips pressed against your neck as he smirked. “Good answer.” His lips kissed and sucked various places and he added another finger, sinking into you and curling. His thumb pressed against your clit as he thrusted his two thick fingers in a steady rhythm. Your fingers didn’t feel anything like his. His stretched you and offered you more pleasure than what you were capable of.

“Leon!” You gasped as another was added. You felt a small sting as he stretched you, but it dissipated soon after. “I can’t stand.”

Without a word, his fingers ceased all contact with your body before finding your shoulders, pushing you towards the gym mats a few feet away. You followed his lead as he lowered himself to the mat, pulling you down with him. “Last chance to say you don’t want this.” His piercing blue eyes looking into yours.

“I want this.” He smiled at your words. A strong hand pulled you into him, his lips on yours. The kiss escalated into a lustful hunger.

You were under him, his knees on either side of yours. You had gained a bit of confidence, hands trailing down his chest and onto his hips. You found his very impressive erection strained behind his zipper, palming it. You could feel his body flex under your touch.

“Think you’re ready for that already?” He asked, his tone almost sarcastic. He pulled back and sat up so that he could run his hands down your sides, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your shorts.

“I want it.” Your breathy words tore an internal thread, making Leon rumble. His fingers pulled both your shorts and panties down, exposing your very wet and aching pussy. The clothing was tossed to the side, leaving you exposed to him.

Leon kneeled so he could unzip his pants, his gaze never leaving your face. You watched his hands work at his tactical pants. A wave of pleasure spread through you as he pulled down his boxers, freeing his cock. You moan just looking at the thick length.

“Come here” Leon says, grabbing your ankles and sliding you under him, making you yelp.

He stuffed two fingers into you, thrusting and scissoring, preparing you for him. You jumped as he leaned down so he could let a stream of spit land onto your aching core. You were wet enough for sure, but the action was so degradingly hot for some reason. You tilted your head back as he leaned in. The tip of his cock smeared the spit around before pushing into you, stretching you open. You whined at the feeling of him slowly pushing into you, deeper and deeper until your pussy practically sucked him in, making him sink in until your hips met.

You absentmindedly pushed your hips into his, asking for him to move. When he did, your senses heightened. He started slowly, but thrusted faster and faster as he settled into your body. The head of his cock began to meet that spot that intensified your pleasure. You went to wrap your legs around him, to have closer, but he lifted your legs, setting them against his shoulders so he could push deeper. As you called his name his thrust became more forceful. The familiar feeling of a building orgasm creeping into your lower belly. “Harder Leon.” You breathed.

“Dirty little thing needs to be stuffed, huh?” He teased you. “You’re so tight. Think you’ll be able to hold all my cum?” Those words never sounded so hot.

“Yes! Want your cum.” You babbled, slowly becoming lost in his pleasure.

“Good.” Leon pulled out so he could put you on your stomach. He lifted your hips to the height he wanted and thrusted roughly, entering you again. You never thought this angle would make you feel so full. He was everywhere.

His hands gripped the meat of your waist and used his hands to move you as you thrusted. Leon grunted as he pistoned into you, pleasure building between you both. You were soaring on cloud night when his hand found your clit, circling it over and over. The pressure continued to build with each thrust. Leon’s balls would slap against your clit as he entered you. You collapsed down, pressing your chest to the mat, forcing his thrusts deeper. Your walls began to tighten around him as you chanted his name through ragged breaths.

“I-” You couldn’t finish your words. Your pussy clenched around him as your orgasm ripped through your body. Your eyes closed as delicious pleasure consumed you, jaw dropped with no sound to be made.

“Fuck. That’s it. Take it.” Leon thrusted a few more times, then he was sending warm spurts of cum deep into your pussy. You could feel the warmth spread as he left himself inside, essentially preventing any fluids from leaking out. It wasn’t fool proof because you soon felt cum drip down your thighs. The mat would need to be clean, maybe burned before its next use.

“Looks like I’ll be helping you with your punches more often.” Leon joked as he gently pulled himself out, then gave your ass a few pats. “Though, I may recognize my bedroom.” He chuckled.

“We can go now?” You asked, rolling onto your back, eyes finding his.

“I’m not really a one and done kind of guy, so that sounds pretty fucking great.” Leon’s lips formed a smirk. “Except I’ll actually taste you next time.”

[leavingautumn13]

there's been a lot of reshiram!emmet in my recommended so i'm hopping on that train too. get creaturefied

[i have commissions open now]

[frances-baby-houseman]

Somebody's Going to Emergency, Somebody's Going to Jail is a really good episode of The West Wing.

[noirandchocolate]

I reviewed another opinion for a judge in a case I worked on, and she not only copied my supervisor on an e-mail glowing with praise for my memo and how quick and helpful my editing was, she asked me to call her just so she could 'thank me properly' for explaining a complicated area of the law she was unfamiliar with and 'making her job so much easier.'

^(^o^)^ I am gooooood at what I do and everybody says so!!!

[anachilles]

[📚🏈]

oh i know teacher!au!bucky loves the fuck outta tim walz and his vibes.

as an educator, as someone who's voted democrat ever since becoming politically engaged despite his home state being largely rural and mostly leaning republican, as a fellow football coach, as a gay man who was once an athletic gay teenager who felt adrift in school and needed guidance + acceptance...

like they're based in illinois now, but he'd maybe drag gale for a weekend trip up home to manitowoc if there's news of a walz rally in wisconsin, as a battleground state.

[my-midlife-crisis]

[om0000]

2 things

Voice claims for your self ocs?

You mentioned in the past that sfef would force bad guys to be good. How would they do that? Brainwashing? Plain ol' threats?

hello anon !!!! thx for asking ( ^ )

1. stars voice claim is chris niosi (specifically his voice for reigen arataka from mp100 it fits suspiciously well w how he sounds in my head) n sugars is um. um sr pelo (far from the voice i wouldve expected to fit them but i was rewatching his videos n it suddenly hit me thats exactly how sugar would sound like). ultra doesnt have a voice claim yet 💔

2. thats a rlly good question actually ! ☝️ i have no idea. ive been rlly considering brainwashing as per one of my friends suggestion, considering ik sfef(the main big organization) exercise some levels of brainwashing on their employees, except if it was to convert villains it would definitely be done a lot less subtly and more aggressively if that's the right word. they could also capture villains n force them to do good deeds like it's community service, under constant supervision and limited freedom. idk im open for suggestions its up in the air 👍👍