#boy gossip

[lovelisara]

— 11 september 2023

so much to update you all on. i'll use bullet points for this.

first of all, i apoligize for not posting anything! it makes me very sad :(. i did want to! i was just so so busy, and when i was going to write, i just kept thinking about how much i had to update you all on, and it kept getting worse and worse.

classes are going great. slowly getting into the swing of things. had my first assignment for a class due a few days ago. wasn't anything major, just a bit time consuming, but i was able to do it in a day or so after preparing for it for the whole week. if that makes sense.

film lab especially is going great. meeting more and more of my peers in there. it's small, so i really do wanna build those good connections with them. they all just seem so kind.

thinking of attending lego club meetings sometimes! they're just so late, from 5-7, on monday, and i finish class at 5 on monday so we'll see. as long as i can catch the bus i'll be good, but there's thankfully a stop right in front of the library!

i have a few campus crushes i'd like to inform you all on:

gym bae: a guy i saw at the gym and was really nervous to even look at. he just looked so handsome, beautiful even. he wears glasses and has a really good haircut. i just was very shy. my two friends k and j came to the gym since their usual gym was too busy. j suggested i give him her hip thrust barbell pad, but i just didn't want to because i just was not feeling confident. he seemed very much out of my league. then she went up and did it, and a few moments later he asked her to spot him on bench press. which is alright! what really got me, though, is on the walk back home she said 'that could've been you' and it just really cemented how insecure and shy i am and let myself be. didn't like that. but i'm over it now, just thought i should share it though since it's part of his lore. haven't seen him since.

bus bae: a guy on my bus. he has a resting bitch face, but has dirty blondish hair, kinda floppy but not embarrassingly floppy. can't describe it well, but hopefully you get me. he wears glasses as well. not much to say about him. he has freckles. that's all really.

evil eye bae (alex): this guy's it. i am crushing quite hard, but i would just like to say i don't want a relationship! though i would love love love to talk to him more and be his friend. he looks so so kind. he's in my race & ethnicity class and is very quiet. never talks in our big group discussions, but in small groups and in pairs he does. one time he sat next to me and i was so shy i couldn't even bring myself to ask his name. even though i knew it already since we had introduced ourselves the first day of class and i remembered his. i think it was after he sat next to me i like found him on linked in (i'm not creepy i swear!!!) and saw he was majoring in the same thing as my roommate k! i showed her and she said he looked familiar, turns out they took a class together. one day, i saw he was waiting for someone outside of the building, and it was two girls. i had found his instagram too (i really am not crazy, i feel like this is kinda normal for girls to do, but maybe i'm trying to justify my craziness.) and he thankfully didn't like have anyone in his bio or anything. but i did notice he was following the girlfriend (m) of this guy (n) i know, which i found weird bc they have totally different majors. then i asked k to see if she could look up evil eye bae under the n's following, and they do follow each other. along with like 4 of k's friends i know well!!!! she told her friends about it, and they're all gassing up evil eye bae, saying how he's super kind, very sweet, very shy too. n and him went to high school together! i told the n to see if evil eye bae would be down to go to his frat's party this weekend, so i'll see what he says at some point. i'm hoping to maybe sit next to him tomorrow or at least at the same table to talk to him some more.

my bookclub had a lot of people at their call out meeting last week. haven't even started our first book, but i will sometime today on the bus probably! it's divine rivals by rebecca ross.

i've been slowly reading percy jackson book 2, as well as manacled. not super far into them, like three chapters each, but i'm obsessed with them both.

haven't played many games, but i've been trying to play red dead 2 some more, considering i spent so much money on it hahah. i also want to play starfield, but need more storage. want to get back into wizard101 too!

got my glasses fixed. so slay.

went on a hike with a random man that added me one night. we both don't remember how, but it was from when we went to latin night. he's a very kind guy, good head on his shoulders, very disciplined and fit and healthy. only problem is he's too young for me, and so i made it clear that even if i was interested in dating, i wouldn't date him because of that, but that i had no problem being friends and getting to know him more!

went to a frat party this past weekend and it was barbenheimer theme. i looked so fucking good, my god. wish we would've stayed longer, but alas. i dressed up as oppenheimer ;).

still coughing. not sure when this will end, but thankfully it always goes away after i take my inhaler.

i don't think i have anything else to say. i'll be more consistent from now on! i love giving daily updates. i'll see you all tomorrow!

3 things i'm grateful for:

mason jars.

wild blueberries.

my impeccable taste in music.

— xx lisa! see you soon <3

[sunriozz]

POV: you try to join the mean girls (you're firecracker)

[snowvies]

Mr. Badgley

Penn Badgley x Fem!Reader

summary: you can't stop thinking about your married piano teacher, Mr. Badgley. and one day he slides under the instrument to show you how much he's been thinking about you too.

wc: 1k

cw: age gap (reader 19, Penn late thirties), cheating, piano teacher x student, pussy eating, fingering, female masturbation

Sundays are your favorite days, especially ones like this when the clouds hang low with a murky swirl in the sky. You're nineteen, and college is kicking your ass but you promised yourself you wouldn't think about the papers due when you're here, at Mr. Badgley's house.

You found his ad on craigslist, piano lessons..fifty bucks an hour you would've scrolled past it until you saw him, and his family. You felt safer in a random man's house when his wife and newborn baby were in the same room with you. So you started going there, ever since your freshman year.

Your raggedy car rolllsss to stop and you get out to see the lonely house, picked apart to be perfect, not a single thing out of place... except yourself.

His wife answers the door a few minutes after knocking, the cold biting your bare legs as you run in for warmth, completely missing her scowl at your lack of kicking the mat with your dirty boots.

Mr. Badgley offers you a warm smile, hair combed perfectly, sweater ironed and pants straight like every weekend. His eyes always look a little empty when you come. His wife jingles her keys around her finger as she readjusts the baby on her hip

"I'm going out, be done when I'm home" the same line. Every week. You smile her way but she doesn't pay mind to it, leaving you and her husband to play. you turn to Mr. Badgley but he's already walking to the connecting living room of the tiny house, sitting on the worn bench as he slides the fallboard up.

You sit next to him as he wears an excited smile, when he's like this, playing with you, it doesn't seem orchestrated by his wife. Every move he makes is analyzed by her, except this. The only reason he's allowed to do this is because they needed the extra money.

"Let's start where we left off last week, yes?" he asked and you nodded, you inhaled the mixture of musk and old books that surrounded the pianist as he began the background cords. his eyes are on you, they shine as his spine relaxes into the music and you begin your part. fingers dancing over keys as you try to remember the pattern

Your eyes squeezed shut once you messed the keys up. He smiles softly and lets a laugh out of his nose at your reaction

"Like this," his larger palm rests on top of yours as he guides your fingers, you nod and try again.

Soon enough an hour passes and you both rise from the bench and you dig into your purse for the fifty bucks you crumpled into it this morning, but, warm hands slide on top of your shoulder and the older man shakes his head.

"No need" he grins and tries to send you off but you insist, grabbing the money but he pushes you out the door.

"I will not have you pay for something that I enjoy just as much, Y/n, have a lovely week" The door softly shuts and you're left stunned.

.

You roll around your dorm bed, restless as the man's words keep ringing in your head. Why didn't he let you pay?

Maybe you're being dramatic. But it isn't like the Badgleys are set either.

You shut your eyes in a huff, suffocating yourself in the pillow under you as you replay the keys in an attempt to lull you asleep

But it isn't just the keys you're thinking about...

It's how his hand guided yours, it's how he looked at you when it was your part to play, it's his scent, it's his being. It's driving you mad.

You arch your back slowly, fingers sliding down your body until you get to your aching core. slick-filled fingers rubbing yourself at the thought of your teacher's hands touching you, grabbing you, loving you.

You moan into the pillow, legs shaking as you cream around your fingers, the thought of him drives you wild.

So just how will you act the next time you see him?

.

Before you know it, it's Sunday and you're back at the Badgleys, with his wife announcing her departure and the formal greetings of you and your teacher, you're back at that bench, side by side.

He starts the cords, and you follow trying to calm your shaking legs as you think about what fueled you that night. You couldn't even look him in the eyes this session.

His hand softly squeezes your bare thigh and you look back at the man.

"You're completely off" he informs you and you don't think your face could get redder.

"I-I'm so sorry...let's try again" you panic but his thumb rubs loving circles on your flesh.

"You usually think the world ends when you mess up, but you kept playing this time, you're mind is somewhere else Ms. Y/n."

"Sorry Mr. Badgley" you murmur

"Talk to me, get it off your chest so we can get back to playing" he smiles and you nod slowly

"...Why didn't you let me pay last time?" you ask, he stops for a moment as the hand on your thigh now rests on his face as he thinks for a moment.

"I just feel like, something so pleasurable shouldn't be bought," he says above a whisper and you feel your entire face glow, and he must have noticed with how he laughs.

"Not those pleasures, Ms. Y/n" he smiles and you don't think you've ever been so embarrassed. But when his laughter stops, his eyes swirl softly into something darker, in that moment you feel exposed to every thought as he eyes you.

He stands, hands finding your shoulders

"Keep playing"

You take a shaky breath as your thighs begin to shake once more, fingers finding the keys as you start the song

"Good," he whispers, his scents overwhelming you now as you feel almost dizzy while playing, you barely notice how he slips under the piano.

"Mr. Badgley, what are you doing?" you gasp as his dark brown eyes gaze up at you

"Keep.playing" he says sternly, and with a swallow, you keep going

He kisses your knees and you feel yourself sticking to your panties as he spreads them apart.

He has a wife. He has a kid. What are you doing?

"You're doing great" he huffs, kissing your thighs, you squeeze your eyes shut for a moment as his fingers dance up to your panties.

He pulls them down slowly, your wetness sticking to the fabric before they are lost in his pockets

Your bare pussy is in front of your teacher's face as he rubs up and down your thighs taking a shaky breath in

You slam the keys as his tongue licks up your pussy, he moans into you before forcing you to scoot closer into his face, his hands wrapping around your ass as he slurps and moans at your cunt.

"Mr.- fuck" you cry, hands climbing to try and stop your moans as your hips buck up to hump his face

"You taste so so good" he groans, making out with your pussy as he sucks at your clit just to tongue fuck your hole

Hot tears flow down your face as he stares up at you, watching you come undone for him.

You shake around him, orgasm approaching closer with every lick, he sucks on your slit before adding a long finger to your hole. You throw your head back as he fingers you, flicking his tongue relentlessly as his finger curls inside you.

You feel him whine and moan against your pussy, and when you look down you see him gripping and grabbing at his hard-on as he eats you out. You cry as that sends you over and you cum around his finger

You're panting as he curls his fingers a few more times before shoving it into his mouth and licking you clean, you're shaking and wide-eyed as hair sticks to your face and he crawls out from under the piano

Right, weren't you two supposed to be playing right now? Isn't his wife about to be home and he's sucking his fingers because they still taste like you?

He helps you off the bench and you stare into the stained cushion but he turns your chin to him before kissing you deeply, tasting yourself on his tongue before breaking it off with a simple

"My wife is on her way...see you in our next session Ms. Y/n"

And you can't wait for next Sunday.

an: lmk how obvious it is idk anything about pianos. This is based on a dream I had last night 😵‍💫🖤 I hope you liked it <333

[dcxdpdabbles]

DCxDP fanfic idea: Corporate Rivals

Bruce is really excited to hire a boy genius from a small time town. He found him by accident while scrolling through some creative writing competition past winners on various school sites. He originally wanted ideas for his own contest for the annual Wayne Young Writers Scholarship when he stumbled up Amity Parks Youth Authors.

Daniel Fenton's science fiction had won second place, and Bruce thinks he only lost due to the judges not realizing all the science of the gadgets his charaters used were real. Real, well explain and proper research. Daniel obviously knew his stuff and knew it well.

He had reached out to Daniel with a science scholarship opportunity, wanting to see what he would come up with. He gave him a basic assignment asking him to fulfill a prompt "Software or Hardware development for disabled" in either theory or model. If he created something worthwhile, Bruce would send him ten grand.

Daniel did not disappoint, not only doing the theory paper but also sending back a prototype of a pocket ASL translator. It would be an app on a phone that would have an AI watching through a camera of the person doing sign language and say out loud what the person was saying. It had a few bugs here and there, but for a high schooler, those were very impressive accomplishments.

Bruce found himself sponsoring the boy for early high school graduation. The young Fenton boy was a genius just like his parents, but he lacked proper motivation. Bruce suspected it was due to his school not challenging him enough much like Tim.

When Daniel got his diploma Bruce offered a few rid to Gotham University with the condition he would be a employee at WE. Daniel agreed under the condition it was as a proper employee and not a unpaid intern. A little daring for a kid getting already a amazing deal but Bruce liked his moxy and agreed.

Daniel Fenton was to be a worker in the RD department for WE tech in one week.

He couldn't wait to introduce him to Tim. Two young geniuses would get along swimmingly with their shared brain prowess!

______________________________________

Tim hated the new guy.

They were the same age, but everyone acted like he was amazing for finishing high school and starting university while also being a top WE reseacher and Devloper at such a young age.

Oh Tim was CEO, but as many people have whispered, he didn't graduated Highschool or have a GED so the only reason he got to be CEO was because of nepotism. Danny on the other hand got his position through hard work.

Which was ironic, seeing as the company has never done so well since Tim came on board. Their sales, PR, and production numbers all tripled because of him. Danny, on the other hand, was a sloth with little to no ambition. He didn't even work well with others! He mostly did solo projects and everyone seemed fine with that since genius "need their own space"

Tim has been networking since he was three years old, and failure to do so had always reflected badly on him and his company. He spent his entire life careful choosing his words and his actions. Even his appearance, what he wore, his hairstyle even the hand gesture when he talked, were planned before hand.

Then comes Fenton, who avoids crowds, dressed in the worst formal wear Tim has ever seen . Black jeans were not formal!- and acted like this important office was just a after school hang out spot. Now Tim was much more laid back than his board co-workers, who were all in their fifties or older, and even more relax then the mangers or superiors of lower stations but even he could not understand Fenton blaring music, bags of chips lingering everywhere and his ordination skills were none existing!

Not to mention the fact Daniel didn't believe in using computers unless he had to. His office was covered in towers of paper that he scribbled and work on! It was such a waste!

And yet, despite all of that, Daniel was rapidly becoming an asset to WE. His ASL translator app wasn't finished, but it had everyone buzzing with excitement and would be well received when it was released with Wayne Phones as a built in app.

Tim tried to avoid him as best he could least he get offended by his lack of work proper behavior

Daniel Fenton did not understand what it meant to put your all into something that you lost yourself along the way. Best to ignore him.

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Danny couldn't stand his company CEO. Timothy Drake reminded him a little too much of the A-listers but without the bulling bit. Somehow, that made it worse.

Timothy was popular because he was well liked. He didn't need to relay on his good looks or aggression to make other yeild to him like Paulina or Dash. Even if he was ridiculously good looking to the point, Danny confused him for a siren when he met him.

He had the ability to walk into any room and take command if it. Timothy didn't even need to speak, his very presence commanded attention and awe. Not to mention how great he was at his job.

WE had always been a popular corporation but under Timothy's command they rose to one of the most important corporations in the world. Bruce Wayne was raised to run a company, Timothy Drake was born to run it. There was a large enough difference between the two that anyone could see Timothy was superior at running things.

Danny was nothing like that. He couldn't talk to people, couldn't make them like him, and often he was overlooked for his sister or his wacky but loveable parents.

He was the other Febton. The one that was there and nothing else. A few months ago he was even considered the dumb Fenton, who somehow was skipped over for intelligence.

Then he wrote a little story and everything changed.

Danny turned out to be a proper Fenton, after all, having gotten the attention of Bruce Wayne for his mind. His parents haven't been so proud of him in a long time, and he found himself accepting the job position after graduating high school early before he knew it.

Along with the job came a move to Gotham city. He went after debating it a great deal with his family and friends, but the deal was too sweet to turn down. Now he was in Gothem and he knew absolutely no one.

Danny didn't know how to make new friends here. Tucker and Sam had been the ones to approach him at the beginning of their friendships. He also was scared of getting close to his co-worker less they suspect his Phantom powers.

He knew that Metas was not welcome, and he thought Batman wouldn't care that he was technically dead and not with a meta gene.

So he focused on his work, avoiding large crowds and keeping his head down. He would turn on music to help pass the loneliness and would gater papers to write down his thoughts less they made him mad by running around his head all day.

This anxious insecurity was something Timothy Drake would never understand. He just shone like a fallen star, dazzling the masses with his neat press suits, easy charisma, and intelligent bedroom eyes. Best to ignore him.

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Dick never really ventured to WE now that he moved out. He made a habit of trying to visit Tim every two weeks for lunch to fix this. He also really wanted to spend more one on one time with his little brother now that they reconsidled from Bruce's timeline fiasco.

He was still well known by the employees, even new ones, so when Dick arrived to the lobby he was waved in by security. The receptionists were all huddled together muttering to eachother and missed his entrance since security didn't call out to him.

Dick could tell the gossip they were talking about was juicy based on the way Lola was wiggling her eyebrows and Stacy and Isaiah's reaction.

He creeps closer to the front desk, hoping to hear something good.

"Isn't that against the rules?" Isaiah asks.

"WE doesn't have anything like that. Not since Thomas Wayne married his old PA and had Bruce. I think it's cute that Mr.Drake is following in his adoptive Grandfather's footsteps."

Dick paused, shocked. Tim liked someone at WE!?

"They aren't even dating yet, Lola"

"Yeah but you can cut the sexual tension with a- Mr. Grayson! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you. How can I help you?"

Dick blinks. "Oh I'm here to see Tim for lunch. But what was that about Tim you were saying?"

The woman pales as the other two quickly become busy with some email or another.

"Oh, um, I'm so sorry, sir. I shouldn't have -"

"It's fine I don't mind a little chat between co-workers. I'm just curious"

Lola stares before nervously blurting "Rumor has it that um, Mr.Drake has a thing for Daniel Fenton"

"The new boy genius?" Dick thinks about it considering what he knows of Tim's type and his past preferences in partners before nodding "That tracks actually"

He says his thanks and hurries away to Tim's office unaware he may have confirmed a relationship between Tim and Danny.

The gossip circles in WE exploded with the news everyone careful not to let the two subjects hear a whisper.

[technically-human]

Oooh okay I see were doing requests and I LOVE that! I love your art. If you made stickers I'd 1000% buy them.

So! I was wondering for requests if you'd do Edwin and Niko doing each other's nails? I love this idea so so SO much lol sorry

Each other's colors!

Bonus, ghost benefits:

[magedoesstuff]

there's a special place reserved in hell for whoever came up with the idea that tv-show episodes should be 40-70 minutes long and there should be only like 8-10 episodes per season, released all at once instead of the 00's 20-30 minute long episodes with 20-22 episodes per season released weekly.

(dont even get me started on the two part bullshit netflix has been doing lately. or the canecling before the storyline is done (lookin at you s&b, lockwood&co and julie&the phantoms)

[seo-changbinnies]

gifs of my sunshine (159/∞)

[sandwichmustbetasty]

i'm crying

whattt 😭😭😭

he's like what the hell, no way

trying very hard not to be tempted

his gossip girl scholar's soul could not let that rest, he just needs to know

cirdan knows how to pique his interest

elrond's mad and doesn't really want to talk to you?

*holds out a piece of juicy information*

elrond has been summoned

you may talk in the exchage of juicy gossip

screaming

it just keeps getting better and better

daeron an insufferable whiny bitch confirmed

[starrysymphonies]

What if they were all in love huh? What then?

+ bonus doodles (one of which is an idea I had where Noah rejoins in Niagara Brawls and forms an alliance with Heather later in the season)

[ciphillan]

Imagine if you met a yassified version of your dad. What then.

... I think they would be friends :)

When lies of p came out last year, I watched parts of the gameplay with my cedar doll. Like (points at screen) thats your dad hit with the femboy ray girlie

⚠️PLEASE DO NOT REPOST⚠️ [reblogs >>>> likes]

[crimsonlovebartylus]

regulus and barty thrive in drama settings, they are that couple that doesn't get involved really but do 100% instigate shit.

sirius: remus said love you not i love you, does he hate me?

regulus: oh yes, he totally hates you

barty: *holding regulus lovingly* oh yeah, hes totally fucking someone else.

[fleur-dans-la-nuit]

Images are not mine, they’re from Wayne Family Adventures (wfa) on Webtoon.

[pigswithwings]

it is idle chatter, nothing more

[bizarrelittlemew]

spilling the tea in Towels 💅

[dinner-partys]

Made this while watching Gossip Girl after rewatching The Boys s2 finale

[technically-human]

Hi I love your art so much and I wanted to let you know because im not sure if you need to hear this or not but im proud of you. I was also wondering if you could draw charles and edwin laughing and being domestic on the couch? If not I understand and thank you so much for your contribution to this lovely fandom.

What do you think they're talking about?

ko-fi