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[dyke-pollinator]

Im in the mood for a story

Im a little drunk and im in the mood to share a story with yall of when I was out living in Nevada. This was back in 2017 or so.

This story requires some backstory so please indulge me.

I was a crew leader, managing a group of 4-9 people ranging from 18-23 ( I was 24 at the time). Part of that meant helping them integrate into the new location they moved to (Reno, Nevada) despite living out of my car at this time.

One of my crew members, who I will call Shawn, was...... Interesting to say the least. He was a pretty interesting person, but was definitely way too interested in falling in love while on this job.

So while he was out with some other members on their off week, he confessed his feelings for another crew member who turned him down. He proceeded to seriously harm himself. So now, on my crew, I had to manage that shit and make sure he wasn’t a risk to himself. Because of course this motherfucker was on my crew and technically my responsibility.

Everything was basically fine. Shawn and the other member barely interacted and we were learning a lot about how to cut down trees safely.

During one of our hitches (time in the field) where we were building cattle fences on the border of Utah, this bitch decided he wanted to go for a walk. So idk if you know what the middle of no where Utah looks like but its basically the same as this for 100 miles in every directions 

Barely any geographic features. Insanely easy to get lost. 

We had a rule where if you were gonna split off from the group,  you had to let the crew lead (me) know, and you had to explicitly say where you were gonna go. He decided he wanted cell phone signal one night, and told no one where he was going.

He got lost. In the middle of the desert. I need you to understand how horrifying that is. There’s nothing out there. You can walk for 200+ miles (350km) in any direction and find literally nothing. Especially on the Nevada / Utah border. 

By 8pm we were all wondering where he was till a random person was like “Oh he went that was looking for signal”. Like wtf? Excuse me? We searched in the direction he went for like 4 hours before we called emergency services & our organization that was gonna send out reinforcements to help us look.

We parked our giant truck on the top on the highest hill around us, with our high beems on, and blared on the horn all night, hoping that he was going to find his way back to us. He never did.

We spent 38 hours looking for this person, and since we all knew his history, we legitimately thought he was dead.\

The next day we had the whole BLM (Bureau of Land Management) looking for him. They were about to call in the fucking helicopters.

Now, this next part is gonna sound like some bullshit I just made up but I stg it is true. My dumbass forgot to restock the first aid kit. My co-lead got stung by a bee / wasp while we were doing a grid search, and for the first time in his life, he had a major allergic reaction that none of the leftover meds we had would take down.

So we had to take him into town (an approximately 15 mile drive on back roads) and I did it since I was one of the few that was allowed to drive our trucks.

This motherfucker, Shawn, literally stumbled across the road while I was driving my co-lead into to town. Idk how the fuck he found this road. Idk how the fuck his timing was absolutely perfect. But we found him. After 56 hours when all of us thought he was already dead.

We would have NEVER found him if not for this random happenstance. Some divine power wanted this kid alive I swear. Its some of the most insane shit I have ever experienced.

And here’s the kicker: THIS HAPPENED ON THE 3RD DAY OF AN 8 DAY PROJECT AND THEY MADE ALL OF US FINISH OUR WORK INCLUDING THE DUDE THAT WAS LAST FOR THAT LONG

The moral is never trust Non-profit organizations. They dont give a fuck about you. 

And if yall wanna head this story from Shawn’s perspective just lmk I am happy to share it.

[theflirtmeister]

4, 13, 19, 30! <3

4. Recommend a fic for a rarepair!

Forcing Breaking Away fic on everyone again: Deep in the Night It's Easy to Hide is a delicious Mike/Rod unhealthy relationship fic, my two fave bastards

13. Recommend something angsty!

kind of a weird rec when i have no idea who the characters are but: to remind us how very small we are is a jurrasic park au which examines the trauma of almost being eaten by dinosaurs

19. Recommend something with your favorite kink.

i cannot resist reccing: make the pony bite the bit which is hoffheight dubcon restraint fic.... oooh it makes me go fucking insane, the characterisation is perfect and the porn is HOT

30. Recommend an AU fic!

i constantly scream about this fic but: Favor for Your Four-Chambered Heart which is a Never Let Me Go/Steven Universe AU that breaks my heart every time I read it

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Girl you know it's gonna be 🎁 columb

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[erwinsvow]

PLEASEEEE can u show the time where reader caught rafe punching the squishmallows that really sent me

"don't laugh, okay?" you say it softly, right outside the door to your bedroom.

"why would i laugh?" rafe’s asking seriously, but you're already a tiny bit embarrassed of what lies on the other side of the door and you're unsure how rafe will react.

"it's, like, a third of the size of your room-"

"shut up and open the door."

you sigh, turning the handle and pushing to let yourself in first. rafe follows, staring around the tiny room observantly. his eyes flicker from corner to corner, taking it in. you stand to the side patiently, playing with your hands, in particular the ring rafe had just gotten you, fiddling and twisting it repeatedly.

he walks around for a second, stopping at your bookshelf to take a look at the titles on the shelves and then moving on, staring at the photos on the wall and then sniffing a stray candle on the nightstand. he finally stops at your dresser, glancing over the lotions and perfumes littered on top to stare at the framed picture of the two of you perched right in the center, odds and ends he's gotten you in the last month scattered around.

"so?" you question quietly, eyes big.

"which drawer's got your panties?"

"rafe! shut up."

"it's a cute room. why'd you get so worried?"

"i don't know. habit." you settle on the bed, bringing your biggest squishmallow onto your lap, holding it in your arms comfortingly. rafe's still looking around.

"always had one favorite color, huh?"

"yes," you admit, squeezing the stuffed animal harder. rafe finally comes to join you on the bed, gesturing to the squishmallow as soon as he does.

"what the hell is that?"

"this is ricky. he's a clownfish. he has a career, i just can't remember-"

"huh?"

"they all have jobs and hobbies, rafe. the squishmallows. i think he's an underwater singer or something."

"you sleep with that huge thing on the bed?"

"every night. when i'm here, at least. i should get one for tannyhill!"

"don't know about all that." he takes it into his hands, moving it around, observing it from all sides. "every single night?"

"yeah. why?"

"nothin'."

the conversation changes to the books on your nightstand, and you forget all about the squishmallow resting on your bed until you step out to get a cup of lemonade for rafe.

walking back in, you wonder if you put enough sugar in, when you open the door to see rafe smacking your squishmallow with his right hook, right to his little face.

"what are you doing?!" it spills out before you can stop it, the lemonade almost falling out of your hand.

"look at the dent. how does it go back to how it was?" he questions, while you look over at him, horrified. "what's inside it? feathers, or some shit?" he looks over to get an answer, when he looks at your distraught face.

"what?"

even when he sleeps over, he's never allowed to touch your squishmallow again.

[blackmetalsnake]

Lucien Lachance for @ulanxxxs!!

Oh Sithis I think this is literally my best and favorite art now...

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@lucien-lachance @chennnington @fruk-choosing-a-username I think you'll be interested too 😈

[ninyard]

exy fans + twitter (thanksgiving edition)

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alicent hightower post 2x6. someone check up on the dowager queen please

[intrinsicmotives]

Photo dump vol. 11 : 36th chamber of Shaolin

[jacks347]

I have a feeling that Babe was really nervous about integrating into the pack since they were unempowered and (depending on if you think Angel came before them or not) was the first unempowered mate or was the newest unempowered mate.

So how did they cope with this? By having a notebook full of all the little things they learned about the pack and its mates.

Pages are scattered and random, just scribbled notes whenever they hear something.

For example:

Sweetheart knows...at least two languages. Maybe more. Further testing required. Spanish was expected. Korean was not.

Pretty sure Sam only owns flannels. Definitely sure that it drives Milo crazy.

Darlin used to have a smoking habit. Doesn't like to talk about it. Probably something to do with Quinn. Still coughs like a smoker though. And carries a lighter.

David chews on his lip when he's thinking, bites his nails when nervous. Remember the difference.

Milo owns a cat!! Calls him Aggro, no idea if that's his full name or just a nickname.

Darlin does tricks with their lighter when bored. Stresses David out, thinks they're going to catch a spark on their jacket and light themself on fire. To his credit, I wouldn't be surprised if that did happen.

Angel is the last to fall asleep at sleepovers. How they stay up until 3 AM then wake up at 8 being fully refreshed is worth scientific testing.

Sweetheart makes the most intense eye contact. Probably part of their investigator training but it's a little scary.

Milo judges everyone's outfit whenever they enter the room. Every time. Quick flick up and down. Head tilt if he approves. Eyebrow twitch if he doesn't.

Sam's house has no pictures of him from before the turn?? Is that a normal thing for vampires??

Angel doesn't know how to sit in a chair normally. Shocked they don't break something with some of their positions.

My babe is smart and beautiful an

ASHER STOP MESSING WITH MY NOTEBOOK

[ecstarry]

"The Lap Dance" Mature // 485 words

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. James had never felt as lucky as he did right then and there. He looked around and could see that everyone was cheering, but he was too fucking dizzy and horny to actually make sense of the noise. 

He was in a chair, a little drunk, and with a semi-hard as he watched Regulus slowly approaching him. First, taking off his jacket and throwing it at Barty who whistled and licked the fucking thing. 

Regulus was wearing a shirt, emphasis on was, because he took it off and James’ gaze watched as it fell on the floor. A shirtless Regulus was approaching him, he had never wanted this bad to be sober, he desperately wished to take every single second of this in. 

James made a mental note to thank Peter for winning that beer pong round against Regulus and then to thank Dorcas for suggesting this as the punishment. 

The second the tip of Regulus’ finger touched his chin, James’ cock twitched. In a moment, Regulus wasn’t just touching him, but he was on top of him. He was sitting on his lap, moving his hips, ass entirely resting on top of James’ cock as he danced to a song James was not paying attention to. 

Regulus took James’ hand and pressed it against his bare chest. Regulus threw his head back as he guided James’ palm all over him. 

“Are you enjoying this?” Regulus asked, laughing. 

James had never seen Regulus like this, letting go, enjoying himself. He seemed to be having just as much of a good time as James. 

The only thing James could make sense of in that moment was how fucking amazing Regulus felt under his touch. Regulus leaned in and his hands traveled all the way from James’ back to his ass. James closed his eyes and when he opened them he watched as Regulus held up not only James’ wallet but he had taken out a dollar. 

Regulus put the money in his mouth and grabbed James' chin. He moved close enough for James to take the bill with his teeth. 

“Now place it wherever you want, Jamie,” Regulus whispered in his ear. 

James was a stuttering mess at that point, but he would take advantage of this moment up to the last second. He wrapped his arms around Regulus’ waist and laid him back delicately, with his free hand he slightly opened Regulus’ zipper and placed the bill right there, before zipping it back up. 

Regulus let out a delicious noise, James wanted to get more out of him, he want- 

“Time's up!” Someone screamed and James was ready to commit murder.

Regulus patted James' chin and stood up. “Well, that was fun.”

James carefully stored this memory to relive it over and over again the moment he had some time alone with his hand and his thoughts. 

“Yeah, it really was.” 

[misandriste]

BETH BREEN and LENA LUTHOR in SUPERGIRL ⪼ 2x18, “Ace Reporter”

+ bonus gifs inspired by tags from @sideguitars and @theheartspeaksloudest

[tenvishund]

F I S S I O N - Why the hell do you hurt yourself for this?

[fadelbison]

dashboard update: masses take refuge in the superior writing/quality of the omegaverse BL after the disappointing finale of a show by an award winning director

[intrinsicmotives]

Come and make it rain down on me...☔🌊

[gentlebeard]

Stede would move mountains just so he can look into Ed's beautiful eyes one more time.

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