#creepo shit

[roomifune]

chuggaconroy news is so gross and disappointing but also so funny. men online gotta be the funniest creatures ever, how do you just embarrass yourself this much with no self-awareness. how do you send messages like this to fellow content creators with zero hesitation. how. why

[simpforerensattacktitan]

It's on sight for the people that go on someone's post or fanfic or whatever to say "(insert character) wouldn't like (insert self indulgent trait/gender/whatever tf else.)" idc if I personally don't prefer or share whatever headcanon or don't like someone's oc, let ppl be happy bro 🧍‍♂️I just silently judge/roast or cackle to my friend in our private discord server instead of bothering the person.

I will testify that even if I strongly dislike, utterly hate, and cannot stand a character, I will never go on someones post talking about liking that character and say so. Basic decency and all that

[4ndro1d]

Tbh I miss listening to music all the time.. like walking to work and listening to music. Finding new music as I was walking around campus. I listen to music when I close at work and when I'm shower but that's it. I feel like I don't have enough time to appreciate it as much as used to. I can join my boyfriend jam in the car but .. I just feel like listening to a specific genre or playlist sometimes YK? For some weird reason music can be a trigger make me angry more frequently then the usual. So I would like to expose.myself to it more cuz music well that song is my song that artist is my artist that album is my album? It's not for some cuck prick to enjoy.

[lizandbo]

Izuku and katsuki crushing on you hcs

katsuki

lawd have fuckin mercy💀🖐

Ohhh boy

Mans is in pure denial at first 

Like oh maybe it’s for how admirable y/n is and that’s why I get so giddy whenever I see them lmao katsuki wishes

POOR BABY DOESNT KNOW WHAT TO DO BUT LIKE… WONT GO TO ANYONE???

like he perks up so fast when he hears your name 

Or like whenever you said something you like or interested in something he tries to think about what he could do in that category of your interests

Bro I totally think he’s gonna be fucked up tho like…

After a while he comes to the conclusion he may PERHAPS semi really likes your everything about you ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

He’d get so mad at himself for acting like a ‘creepo’ even tho 99.9 of the human population has dealt with thinking and dreaming about a crush

In the worst places too

Maybe while in the shower too many times but we might not need to know that🤡

But like when y’all become friends and actually get to know each other he MIGHT ask you out

BUT BUT I HAVE A FEELING HE WOULDNT WANT TO

It’s like too embarrassing yk? And he also wants cherish the friendship he has with you:(

Sometimes he acts like an asshat but his acts of service makes up for it <3

Speaking of acts of service he would totally do shit without you even knowing 

Like putting tape/sticky note writing your name on your leftovers in the fridge so it won’t get eaten 

Making your favorite meal

Leaving your laundry folded on your bed while your out doing something

He’s petty enough to not put it in your wardrobe but alrighty

Feel like his bro Kirishima has to be his support dude yk

Always checking up on you through Kirishima 

This mans ego…. Dude idek if it can get any bigger when you talk literally anything about him

But man does he get pissy af when you talk remotely anything negative bout em

He’d have this smug look kinda like at the music festival or some shit 

like dis bad boi right here

BUT HES SO CUTE WHEN YOU CATCH HIM STARING AT YOU

which isn’t often but broooo he gets so red 

Like a damn strawberry

Or a skinned squirrel 

Who knows

Izuku

oh mah gah he’s so bad with crushes😫

Like he’s not even trying to crush on you

It just so happens to be crushing on you so hard that izuku might shit his pants whenever he sees you

He just a flustered little baby that’s all

Izuku just wants to kiss you but loses his shit whenever you go near him in a five feet radius 

Everyone knows he has a crush on you

Like it’s so fucking obvious 

Can’t hide his feelings for shit

Bros kinda a stalker ngl 

But in a good way yk

He talks to allmight about it to see if he could help 

Tries to point him in the right direction but he’s also a single as a Pringle so he don’t really know what he’s doing lol

He’s like those cheesy parents when having a ‘crush’ conversation

Later on izuku just kinda goes his own way 

He takes down notes about you

Sometimes there are really really weird shit he notices

Just the random gestures, reactions and habits makes you wonder how in the actual hell did he learn this information??

One of the seven world wonders 

Izuku himself is a world wonder💀

Anyways, he tries to accommodate your unspoken desires by small gestures 

Like warming up a towel in the dryer right before you get out of the shower

Gets gift cards for your favorite places

Hands you a water if you don’t already have a drink 

He’s just a thoughtful stalker /hj

Izuku doesn’t realize how personal his actions can be or how he mentions something that you do

He snitched on himself one too many times

It kinda made you suspect he had some feelings towards you 

And when you questioned it bro went flying

You may never see him again

[the-haunted-office]

Luckily for Ed, Cyrus is observing the employee lounge at this time, and so he sees everything going on in there at this time. However, unluckily for Ed, Cyrus doesn't catch the glance from Ed or what it could mean, and so he neither says nor does anything to intervene. He is only observing at this time, because James is in there and he was doing something stupid with a knife and he was rather hoping to see James accidentally stab himself with it. Now that the knife has been put away by Ed, Cyrus is no longer interested, and so he looks away from that monitor and moves onto more interesting things, like drinking his tea.

Meanwhile, with James, speaking of Hypnos, the man is sort of hypnotized watching Ed flit about with the tea and going on about programming robots and something about the internet and reattaching fingers and something about tea, he didn't catch all of it, he was too busy staring. Somewhere between the hand on his face a moment ago and being glared at, which for some reason came across as terribly attractive to James, he lost roughly 75% of his ability to listen to sentences, and so a lot of what Ed just said to him went entirely over his head.

Most of his attention is instead drawn to Ed's hands. The way he scoops the tea. The way he fills the teapot with water and the turn of his wrist when he turns the faucet on and off. And when he mentions reattaching fingers, he can imagine those fingers working delicately to reattach his limbs, how they must be so deft in their work. A programmer must have deft hands if he works with computers all day, right?

He snaps out of it just in time to hear the question about tea, at which point he just has this really stupid smile on his face. "Of course, you made it, I'd love some tea," he replies. "I bet you're really good at programming, though! I mean, you sound like you are. You sound very... knowledgeable about that kind of thing."

Ed marched back over to where the tea pot had been abandoned. He found a spoon in a drawer, and shoved the knife into the drawer so that James couldn't get to it while he was distracted. He certainly wasn't about to let James have it back and maim himself, and especially not on purpose.

He glanced toward the corner of the room, toward the camera where he assumed (he hoped) Cyrus was watching. He's not sure how to ask Cyrus if they could lock up all the sharps before someone got hurt, or if he should ask Doom, or... whoever was in charge of that decision, but maybe the narrator would get the hint.

He scooped a generous spoonful of Hypnos into the pot. Then turned and shot James a glare that could have nailed someone to a wall. "Yeah, I'm aware. Except the only thing impressive about it would be the amount of blood you manage to get everywhere as you bleed out," Ed said coldly. "Because again, I'm a programmer, not a trauma surgeon. Programming a robot would require I know how to reattach limbs so I can code the instructions for it, and writing an AI..."

Ed did not shudder, though bring it up certainly brought to mind the AI he'd met in his father's office when he was four, his father's disembodied voice coming from the large desk-computer. That AI had caused a national security breach, and had been part of what sent his father to prison. It had also given Ed nightmares well through middle school.

There was a reason Ed didn't trust anything he personally didn't program or couldn't stick his fingers in it's code, and why he refused to touch AI.

"That would require vetted training data that I don't know where to acquire it from. And before you say the Internet do you know how much misinformation is out there? You want to trust something like that to reattach your finger?"

He filled the kettle from the sink, then put it back on the stand and set it to boil.

He glanced at James, then back at his tea pot, and added another scoop of the tea for good measure. Though Ed had originally planned to drink the entire thing himself, the pot was large enough for two cups.

He added yet another scoop to the pot. "...Anyway, care for some tea?" he asked, partly because it was polite and because while James certainly lacked brain cells, Ed didn't exactly hate him. Things weren't going off to a great start, but... Well, Ed was stuck here, and he'd had enough of workplace hostilities at Encom.

If the tea managed to knock the both of them out, then that was certainly an added benefit.

[angelsarecomputers]

I know it’s been said but I find it so weird when people demonise Dora. The one interaction that we get with her- the REAL her- in the whole game, she is extremely patient, despite the fact that Harry is calling her in the middle of the night and asking creepo shit like ‘are you sleeping naked’. We can infer through context clues that this has probably happened multiple times before, and yet she still knows no signs of ill-will towards Harry- she just seems tired and concerned.

And it would be completely within her right to be angry at him for harassing her, as well! Knowing how volatile Harry can be, perhaps she even learned through fear not to confront him. And yet, there still seems to be this perception that, out of the both of them, DORA was the abusive one, despite all evidence pointing to the contrary! It’s not even that I don’t think she wasn’t at least slightly abusive, given Harry’s disabilities and their class differences, but what I am saying is that it was likely mutual, and that, out of the two of them, Harry was worse.

Their relationship probably got horrible and toxic towards the end, of that I have no doubt. What I don’t get is why the fandom seems to believe that Harry, as he currently is, is in any way capable of viewing the relationship objectively. There’s ample evidence that he was violent, frequently misogynistic, and that the experience gap between him and Dora was significant, and yet people still take his worst thoughts at face value. That she’s a ‘war criminal’, that’s she’s a goddess- people seem to think Harry’s deification of her is the main issue, and not the opposite; his virulent hatred towards Dora, towards ‘Revacholian women’.

It just boggles me that people are so willing to believe that Harry was the only one truly hurt- that Dora’s decision to leave was made lightly. We don’t know exactly what happened, and what glimpses we do get are filtered horribly through Harry’s grief, but they were in a relationship for more than a decade! They were planning to get married! I don’t think Dora just up and left for Mirova one day- the way the dream conversation goes seems to suggest they hadn’t been together for a while.

There are so, so many things said during the final dream that are probably just Harry’s self-hatred masquerading as Dora/Dolores- and while I wouldn’t be surprised if a lot of it did come from Dora, at other points in their relationship, I think it’s pretty obvious that the final dream is meant to be a confused muddle of Harry’s memories and grief. Why else would she appear as Dolores Dei? But, while no one ever explicitly says it, I feel like a lot of people want to believe that the way things are during the last dream is how they were in real life. That Dora really was cold and cruel to Harry- when in real life she appears as just the opposite, despite what he puts her through.

[anaagainstallodds]

Please god, make me the biggest star the world has ever seen

✩ who are you?Im an Angel ✩ What's your name? satan (it's from a movie ig, I don't support the devil please my dear Karen's don't harrass me) !!MASTERLIST!! ˚　　　　✦Ana|her|bisexual　　　.　　. 　 ˚　. ✦6teen|taurus　　　 　˚　　　　 .✦enfp|4w5　　　.   　　˚　　 　　*　　 　　　　　.　　.　　　　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　 　　　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　'　 　.　 　　　　 ── ⁠✷ ──

I had a vision, vision of nails in my kitchen

⋆˚࿔ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆Im new on Tumblr, you can call me ana or angel, I mostly use it for loa inspiration,shifting motivation,and yeah Do expect alot of yap and feel free to ask me for advice or anything, I love talking.⋆˚࿔ 𝜗𝜚˚

I'll be using my tags

#angel's dr intros 🎀 for my dr intros

And #the ana-phase🧬 for stuff that I rant about

#anananana🌺 for just random shit

#anaswer🦩 for asks

dni if: homophobic, transphobic, racist, if you don't care about the people dying in Palestine, congo, etc, anyone whos so religious its toxic or people who hate on religions, I don't like men thank you (just the creepy ones please stay away, I have a taser 🥰), and creepos like fuck off, anti shifters

[mylittlesecrethaven]

I'm Dumb For Just Now Noticing This: Jamil

This is just gonna go over how the event uniforms look similar to the dorm uniforms. Nothing fancy. I may get shit wrong. (Also, the events are going to be major events, not birthdays and cooking stuff. Sorry. (Also, I'm only doing events that work with the dorm uniforms, if that makes sense. So some events may be ommited))

We're using this hot af reference image.

Idk what that arm this is, but he has it. Also, red coloring. That's really the only thing I think. (there's also a snake on his arm like in his dorm uniform, but it's the opposite arm)

He's got the sash thing like Kalim does. He's also still got an earing. I'm not sure how else to tie this into his character or dorm uniform, so if anybody notices anything, lemme know. (I'm making this at 1 in the morning, so my tired little eyes might just be missing something)

Red red red. Also, open-toed shoes. Very decked out in jewelry and fancy stuff. That might just be because he's a guide. Still has those flames from his dorm uniform, though.

We've made it to the infamous hat. Why that hat? Why? Anyway, idk about y'all, but that thing on his cloak be looking like a snake. Same type of earing as the dorm uniform, too. And is that a lantern on his necklace? (but seriously, why that hat?)

Sorry this is so lackluster. My drafts are filling up again and my anxiety's through the roof about it, so I'm trying to get a bunch done.

Good quality posts..... soon?

I hope?

Idk.

(you're never gonna believe it, I forgot Jamil's overblot too.)

Nun creepo Jamil. At least his toes are covered. Still decked out in jewelry. Still kinda has a belt? His snakes moved from his arms to his chest. Otherwise? ..... Not much. I might just be overlooking something since I'm in a rush, but Idk.

[dabisbratz]

eren giving the pervs from the comments of him fucking u more entertainment bcuz he post videos of you on there

he’s so insufferable abt it too!! ppl are just dying to know your name and where they can find you but he’s simply replying with stupid shit and ip grabber links (he doesn’t do anything with them, of course) bc as exhibitionist as he is you’re his boyfriend and the only time you’ll be seen taking dick is when it’s on his accord!!!!! id say he uploads a few times a month, makes sure to get his voice (cracks n all) in it along with his hands (he’s got a pretty identifiable bird tattoo on his forearm) to really let these creepos know who you belong to. also! he knows tilting your hips gets him a specific moan of his name so he’s using that to his advantage. also titles it CRAZY like ‘cute jock squirts on bfs dick (NO HANDS!) (CUMSHOT CLOSEUP!) (REAL!)’ or just ‘baby.mp4’ with thumbnails of your face mid bj or creampie

[v1x-holo]

Obligatory introduction post ‼️‼️ ((I'm too epic to need one but yuh]] HOLO STOP WITH THAT COCKY ASS 1Y/O JOKE OF URS!!!))

She/they (Genderfluid)

AuDHD + 16 y/o

FLAMING ENA FAN TEEHEE 🔥🎸

I make art n dumb posts. Weirdos n creepos dni

I'm Greek (also half Cypriot!!) N I can speak Eng, Greek, Italian n some French

Artist n art enjoyer, currently and FOREVER (I hope jeez) fixated on ENA (my lov <3) and also really fixated on TWF atm!! but also fw shit such as Undertale n Deltarune, Invader zim, LSD dream emulator (especially niteee's OCs jsjsj) Sonic, OFF, Bugbo, Slay the princess ect ect

Don't be afraid to reach out btw. either in case of help or just to chat

((If I'm unable to talk or simply don't want to don't take it to heart, I have my own preferences too))

[olderthannetfic]

https://olderthannetfic.tumblr.com/post/750849271093395456/httpswwwtumblrcomolderthannetfic750157841851

Ppl in the comments: *correcting some shit you said*

You: No but you understand it all wrong, let me back-pedal, so that you're wrong again, bc I'm smart. I did middle school.

Also, you're still so painfully hung-up on a non issue about XJZ being called out for getting into stupid fights with French people, but it's probably less about "any old Frenchie is always right" vs "Specific French ppl who did know better" +- "and are pissed off at a specific person for lying about their history, and being weird about it, while pretending to know it all."

Don't need to be the crowned Royalty of history to get annoyed at people for being big weird about history and writing fanfic about it while framing it like anyone who doesn't agree with them is a big dumdum who falls for ye olden propaganda. Because yeah, some weirdo from across the ocean talking like Frenchies who don't have the same opinion as them about the French revolution + Robesspierre is actually dumb and falling for propaganda does need some mention about them not being French while pretending to stand above it all. "You're not immune to propaganda, but me, who's treating history like my tiktok meme playground, I am above it all. I am smart!"

That's probs my bobs why it was brought up that XJZ is Chinese Canadian, not having any connection to France and just picking and choosing whatever part they want to acknowledge and play with, with only their weird creepo-AKSHUALLY vibes breaking through. People like XJZ are good at being loud and in your face and snarky, but that doesn't mean they're right. Problem is when people think loud and in your face and snarky = being right, it gets real stupid.

Also, nobody tell you that French is a nationality, you can be white or black and be French, you can be whatever and French, you can have ancestors back to the first fish walking on what's now known as French land, or you can be a first gen immigrant, you can be a polkadot horse with wheels and be French. Ethnicity/Ancestry isn't the same as Nationality. You trying to bend and twist it like the only thing this could be referring to, and constantly nattering about the "blood and soil" thing is honestly kinda weird.

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[strangelittlestories]

Ms Muffet had just finished eating her day's sixth bowl of curds and whey and was squeezing in a quick set of shoulder raises when the call came in.

"Muffet, this is Tuffet Base, reporting an urgent SOS." The voice on the radio wobbled like one of those aspic meat jellies that was popular in the 70s. Personally, Muffet had never cared for them: not enough macros.

"Repeat, this is an urgent SOS.” The voice continued. “Come in, Muffet!"

Muffet set down the weights, wiped sweat from her brow and swallowed one more bite of delicious sour protein mush. She picked up the radio.

"Muffet, receiving. Please provide your security phrase and emergency code. Over."

"Phrase as follows: I love to churn my own butter, but it sure does make my wrist ache. Over.”

“Have you tried finger stretches? They’re a good, low-intensity way to build wrist strength. Over.”

“It’s no good. The butter is simply too thick. Over.”

Muffet’s jaw tensed. This phrase meant the distress call was serious. As serious as a heart attack in a country without nationalised healthcare.

“Phrase confirmed. And the emergency code?” Muffet thought for a second before adding. “P.s. finger stretches really are a great starting exercise for wrist strength. Over.”

“Advice appreciated, Muffet, someday we’ll all be as swole as you, gods willing.” For a moment, the wobble in his voice stilled. “Code is 8-Ball. Over.”

Muffet’s face went grim.

“You can’t tell because we’re on the radio, but fyi, my face just went super grim. Over.”

“Understandable, Muffet. I know you have a history with these things. Can you help us? I don’t mean to pressure you, but if we don’t get help I’m afraid it’s all over. Uh, over.”

Muffet took a deep breath and gently squeezed a stress toy in the shape of a bottle of milk with googly eyes. The stress toy exploded into scraps of foam at even the gentlest force from Muffet’s iron grip. Muffet pulled an identical stress toy from a crate and destroyed that one too.

“I’ll be right over. Uh, over.”

“Thank the gods for you, Muffet.”

- - -

As the Muffet-copter wheeled around over Tuffet Base, Ms Muffet surveyed the damage. Smoke was trailing up from the outer turrets and there was the faint sound of screams, audible even over the heavy whup-whup of chopper’s rotors.

And there were *things* crawling crawling over the base’s walls and swarming towards the central compound.

“Put him in a holding pattern, Gerald.” Muffet called to her footsman in the pilot’s seat.

Gerald - whose piloting was as expert as his meal-planning - did as instructed.

As the helicopter swooped lower and began to hover steadily around the base, Muffet quickly donned a harness and attached a rappel line. Then she jumped and fell like a majestic lemming towards the ground.

The line splayed out behind her to slow her descent, but she still landed with a thump (and in perfect superhero pose) ahead of the advancing swarm. Muffet straightened up and squared up to the largest spider who led the charge.

She was trembling, but even she couldn’t tell you if it was from fear or anger.

“Listen up, you octoped fuckos and silk-shitting creepos.” She called out with all the thundering force of a ripshit diaphragm. "I came here to kick ass and eat curds and whey. And guess what, I’m all out of curds."

"Not even you will stop us, Muffet.” The spiders chittered in unison back at her. “We have dwelled in lonely darkness for too long, it is time once more for us to build a community in the light. All will join us or will flee in terror."

“Oh buddy, weren’t you listening? You think you’re gonna come out on top, but…” Muffet put on a pair of sunglasses, “...there’s just no whey.”

[yipyipmf]

i wrote this not too long ago and kinda forgot ab it after sending it to a friend LOL. daddy issues are on high

tw: smut, p in v, some harshness, price being the father😉 figure we all need (lmk if i forgot anything)

price x reader (dunno a title)

—————

the day only started 4 hours ago, and i’m already ready to light the whole base on fire.

i woke up with a pounding headache, couldn’t find any matching socks, and everyone had already used all of the hot water. morning training went by slow as shit, and ghost barking orders wasn’t helping the still-existing headache.

although the lunches are never appealing, i was looking forward to it all day. we were finally able to set up an actual kitchen on base, and soap promised he’d make his “very genuine scottish soup”. (whatever that means). my mediocre (sorry soap) lunch was cut very short when price walked in.

john price; captain of taskforce 141, the most experienced of us all, as well as the oldest. at 37 years old, he is a little over a decade older than me, but still kicks ass better than some of these teenage recruits we gained this year.

he’s also my boyfriend.

nobody knows, but i’m sure they all have their suspicions. his nicknames, our not-so-sly longing stares; not to mention how often he calls me into his office for “help with emails”. today was no different.

“sergeant y/l/n, i hate to cut your lunch short. but laswell just found some information about makarov and we need your help decrypting some of the wording.”

he spoke, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed along his broad chest.

i sigh, not knowing if he truly needs help at the mention of laswell, or if i’m going to have to tell him about my day. i give soap a small ‘thank you’ and put my dishes in the sink on my way out. once out of eye line, price lays a gentle hand on the small of my back,

“your headache okay?”

i shoot him a confused stare, “how’d you know about my headache?”

“simon told me you had taken about 4 tylenols before stretching. i know you all too well little girl.”

i blush at the nickname. whenever we first got together, i wasn’t really sure of johns intentions. however, i slowly learned to realize that he’s not some creepo who wants a younger girl; he truly just wants me.

i smile at the thought as we step into his office, and smile a hair more after realizing his laswell story was total shit. i move a couple of files off his desk and sit on top, swinging my legs as i turn my attention back to him, confusion taking over as i take in his stance; stoic, serious, stern.

“simon also told me that you had been a little snappy with some recruits this morning”, he says, taking a step towards me, “the hell makes you think you can start barking orders around, sergeant?”

my jaw drops at the rank calling, “i wasn’t barking orders! they were just going too slow. they needed to move the hell along.”

he cocks a brow, “oh? so are we just feeling bratty today?” he smirks as he finally settled his body between my thighs, hands on either side of my body, caging me in.

i gulp, “no. i wasn’t bratty. i was just..” i pause, “helping them.”

“helping them? huh.” he tsks, shaking his head, “i’m still calling it bratty. but i think i know what’ll fix all that.”

“and what’s that, captain?” i ponder, throwing his rank around like he did mine.

“get on your knees and you’ll find out.”

my body gets hot, my cheeks flush, but i keep my head up high, “no.”

“no?”

“no.” i shrug, sighing and rolling my head to the side, “don’t feel like it.”

john cocks another brow before i feel a harsh tug to my hair, gasping as my head is yanked back and his face appears above mine.

“you’re gonna fucking feel like it, brat. get. on. your. knees.”

i suck in a breath as he yanks my head back forward and pulls my body down to the floor in front of him. he unbuckles just belt and doesn’t bother taking any clothes off; just pulls his cock through his boxers and zipper hole. i don’t move, just stare. i know it’ll rile him up more.

he lets out a low groan before grabbing his hard on and slaps it against my cheek. he continues to do so around my face, getting angrier and angrier with each one.

“princess you better open your mouth right now or so help me god, i will fuck you until you can’t walk anymore.”

i smirk, “i like a challenge.”

before he can say anything else, i cave in and open my mouth, instantly gagging as he slams in. he keeps a rough pace as he sets a fast pace, gripping onto my hair to keep me steady, spit going all over his pelvic area and my cheeks. he’s groaning above me, keeping eye contact while mine roll to the back of my head.

“yeah? a challenge huh? god you can’t shut up sometimes. maybe i should get a ball gag just so you can’t fucking talk.”

i moan around his cock at his words, feeling him shudder. he gives a few more harsh thrusts before he slams back into my throat, holding steady and groaning quietly as i feel his cum shooting down. he slowly pulls out, and i make sure he sees me swallow.

“good girl. see what you get when you listen?” i nod, trying to catch my breath.

“good. lean on the desk, ass facing me.”

i stand back up, choosing to ignore the pain in my knees and follow his orders. i settle my hips against the edge of his desk, hold onto the other side, and spread my legs. i’m still in my PT gear, which means easy access to him. i gasp as he pulls my shorts and underwear down in one pull, the cold air of his office rushing quickly to my soaked cunt.

he chucked at my reaction, slowly working a finger along my folds and to my clit, giving it small slow rubs.

“are you going to listen? quit barking around orders and being a brat?”

i stay silent.

“i said,” he leans in close, instantly sliding 2 fingers into my hole. i moan out, “are you going to quit being a brat?”

“yes, fuck john yes, please.” i whimper as he speeds up his fingers. he keeps up with this for a short few seconds before taking them out. i start to whine before feeling the tip

of his cock right against my hole.

“that’s what i like to hear sweetheart.” he gives me to time to respond before slamming in, much like he did my throat only a few moments ago. i bite my lip as he sets a rough and fast pace, his hands on my hips to keep me grounded. i move to cross my arms, laying my head down and moaning out.

after a moment, his fingers land back on my clit, rubbing fast circles in time with his thrusts. i bite my arm to keep my noises down, feeling the tight coil in my stomach beginning to unravel. i feel a hand weave through the hair at the nape of my neck, whimpering as my head is yanked up once again.

“j-john, please, fuck. please im gonna come. please please please.” i beg, trying to keep my voice down as to not alert anybody in the hallway. not that it matters anyways, john is slamming in so hard i swear i hear his desk moving against the floor.

“you promise me you’re gonna quit? gonna let us higher ranks handle the recruits, huh? gonna be a good girl for me princess?”

“yes! john yes! please!”

he lets go of my head and it falls back to my arms, “come.”

that’s all i needed before i was biting my arm again, finally letting the coil in my stomach burst. i can feel myself squeezing his cock, but i don’t care. he keeps his pace as i’m coming down, soon feeling his second load shoot into me.

we both take a moment to catch our breathes before he pulls out, helping me settle into his chair. i don’t speak as i watch him grab a water bottle from his cabinet, handing it over; i gulp down half the bottle.

“i’m sorry if i was too rough on you.” he mumbles, taking the bottle back and putting the cap back on before setting it on his desk. i smile as he hands me my clothes, zipping and buckling up his down.

“you weren’t, i promise. i’m sorry about everything this morning, just been a bad day.“

he lifts me from his chair, settling me back into his lap and grabbing a piece of hair to twirl around, “it’s okay love. just tell someone next time, okay?”

i nod my head and smile.

—dinner—

i give john a small smile as i sit next to him in the kitchen, thanking him for making me a grilled cheese instead of soaps ‘other genuine scottish recipe.‘

we all laugh and joke for a while before i catch ghost handing gaz a $20 bill across the table.

“wait, i was right? I WAS RIGHT?” he exclaimed, slowly turning to john and i. we shoot each other a confused glance, before realizing what had just happened.

“YOU ALL MADE A BET?”

lord. these boys are going to be the death of me.

[djgirlslove]

n-e-wayz i just wanted 2 say: if u eva see a webcomic called "this could be anything" or "TCBA" then STAY TEH FUCK AWAY!!!!!!! the creator is a babyfur, 4lung fan, bi gay, and general creepo, nd it haz a laaaaaawt of slurs nd a ton of liek. generally weird shit

^^^ Creatorz website btdubz

also dis is TEH FURST THING U C ON TEH WEBSITE i feel liek dats already a red flag omegalul

DJ Yuri OUT!!!!!!!

Edit: teh creator is also common in teh moshi monsters and sparklecare fandom!!!! Examplez below so u can watch out 4 him

ALSO!!!! ONE OF HIS FRIENDZ MADE A COMIC @/cody-kicks-the-bucket WHICH UH. TEH FIRST THING ON TEH BLAHG IS. DIS.

[prettyymafia]

so i got real high this morning and went to your blog because i love it. but i forgot i was not looking at the dash so i just scrolled forever liking things like a creepo. i was like my dash is the shit today........ hell ya.

hope you have a good day!

all i'm hearing is that we married and whatnot

[colorisbyshe]

anyways my tinashe concert review/experience

-someone in line RECOGNIZED ME?? and i was such an asshole because i was just like 'sorry i don't recognize you at all' before i realized i definitely kind of did (we were both in line t the same time for tinashe's nyc show in february)

-a fucking Barb tried to start shit with me when i said i like megan thee stallion when she came up discussing twice and it's like ??? i'm 31 i do not give a fuck about rap beef like that but also who likes nicki minaj's flop ass music in 2024

-the opening dj was sooo good and also so funny because she played multiple megan tracks and all i could think about was that aggressive barb lmao also we all did hte mamushi dance and some dude was rapping to doechii SOO well it was so fun a+ dj

-raveena was BEAUTIFUL and sounded just like her released tracks and danced so well and had an extremely hot guitarist named jen who played so well nad was so hot

-tinashe killed it!!!!! the visuals for the show were incredible, the dancers were sooo fun and played around and were great, she played save room for us which is one of my fave tracks!!!!!

-tHE CROWD WAS ACTUALLY HYPE lmao everyone i line was like... ct is full of white people is this crowd gonna be lame as hell (a fair estimate tbh, like i'm self aware) but no everyone was so good!! polite but loudly cheering, tapped hte fuck in for the deep cuts, and no one was obnoxious during nasty which is wht i feared because it blew up on tiktok

-the only annoying ppl were some VIP ppl who just like... kept yelling at raveena to twirl and tried to haev too many interaction moments like leave those women ALONE creepos!!!!! they aren't zoo animals!!

-i hung out with a pretty girl in line and during the show and honestly i should've at least asked for her insta UGH but also she lives near albany like realistically i'd never see her again but uhhhhhhhhh

-i made a finger heart at tinashe and she put a hand to her chest like she definitely saw me so at least there's that!!!!