#every time you clean their tank they act like it's the worst thing you've ever done to them

[praetorqueenreyna]

My snake about ready to call the police on me for my horrific crimes against her (I replaced her bedding and got her a better tank)

[infamousbrad]

Not Again ...

The wildfire smoke cloud reached St. Louis last night at 9pm. You can see it on the over-time graph from the air quality monitors, tracked by AirNow.gov -- it instantly jumped from yellow (mostly ozone) to red (and mostly particulates).

I'm sitting in a sealed apartment, air conditioner running with a clean filter, next to a room-air purifier with a brand new filter. My eyes are killing me, actual pain. I've got a bit of a cough. My digestive system is faintly upset. And whenever I stop to notice it, there's an overlaid burning smell, like a campfire but faintly chemical, faintly wrong. And yeah, the whole city looks faintly foggy on all the cameras, but the fog isn't cool gray, it's slightly beige.

And suddenly I'm having mildly intense flashbacks, even more intense than my C-PTSD or anxiety attacks. There's a thing I'm old enough to remember, that I've described to other people when it came up in conversation, but now that I'm experiencing it again, there's an intensity to it that's a little overwhelming.

Two things you must know about me:

I'm profoundly autistic. After decades of communications-skills training, you can't tell as easily, but before I had that training, I was capable of dangerous accidental callousness, and when my sensory issues were overwhelming, I had screaming crying meltdowns beyond the worst toddler you've ever known, all the way up to age 5 or 6. And ...

I'm older than the Clean Air Act.

There were a couple of times where I had to ride in the car with my parents through downtown St. Louis on summer days, and after the first time that happened, I would resist to the point where I almost had to be picked up and carried and thrown into the backseat.

Because after that first time, I knew the pain was coming, and that it would go on, and on, and on. Once we got downwind of the factories and the asphalt tank farms along the river, once we got within half an hours' drive of the old coal plant on the downtown riverfront, the pain would start. Every part of my body hurt. And then the screaming would start. Oh, by the fifth or sixth time, I was traumatized and threatened into lowering my volume to a whimper.

Everybody hated breathing in smog. Why was I making such a big deal out of it? Nobody knew. I didn't even know. I didn't even suspect my autism spectrum diagnosis until I was in my 20s, almost a decade after the Clean Air Act passed.

What's my "climate adaptation?" Where's my "managed retreat" in a world where, despite 50 years of cleanup, once again the air hurts every square inch of my skin and half my internal organs? You think these smokey, smoggy days are unpleasant? If you're not neurodivergent, if you don't have sensory processing issues, you have no idea. We broke the sky, man. And I'm going to have to live through this, over and over again, for (statistically speaking) around another 15 years.

[itswoozibetch]

all grown up - cheolsoo . pt.2

contains hard dom!seungcheol, soft dom!joshua, sub!reader, fingering, dirty talk, mentions of virginity loss, fourteenth member!reader, maknae!reader, leader kink, maknae kink, corruption, mentions of porn, mentions of anorgasmia, mentions of medication, spanking,

taglist: @itbtoblikethatsometimes @strwberripeachmilk

warning! not proof read yet!

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you huffed out a frustrated sigh as you failed to orgasm once again. ever since the sleepover with seungcheol and joshua you hadn't been able to get off on anything. you tried watching your favorite porn, calling your beat sneaky link and hooking up but none of that seemed to work. you even went to the extent of going to a sex therapist to see what was wrong with you.

after three hours of over explaining yourself, she diagnosed you with a sexual dysfunction called anorgasmia and prescribed you with some pills to help place you back to normal.

sure, they helped, but every time you almost climaxed, the words seungcheol had said would fill your mind.

'oh little, y/n. these walls are so thin, you know? it's amazing what you hear'

it freaked you out that your leader, the man you trusted with your whole heart, had heard such vulgar things coming from your room.

you squeezed your eyes shut at the voice. that night haunted you constantly. but the worst part was knowing that joshua knew about your not-so-little crush on him.

'our little maknae here has been rubbing her pussy at night while thinking of you, joshy.'

you tossed the pink vibe away from your cunt, hearing a thud as it landed on the floor.

you just couldn't understand how you they both acted so casual about it. at dinner, they acted as if nothing had ever happened. joshua would hand you your food as if he didn't know that you cum to the thought of him. seungcheol wouldn't even act out of the ordinary towards you, he still scolded you and babied you. never even bringing up the fact that he knew. it was so strange.

so, you did as any sane person would; you confronted them.

it was late, about two or three in the morning. seungcheol was awake downstairs cleaning off the stove while joshua was eating some pancakes he had made himself, on the couch. it was so perfect to catch the two of them alone and at night. you couldn't believe how lucky you were, it was amazing really.

the second that you stepped into the living room, seungcheol turned around, as if he could sense your presence. he tossed the wet sponge into the sink, some water flinging onto his sweater.

"hey, kiddo." he leaned against the counter, taking in the way your body looked in your pajamas.

sure, it was just a simple tank top with match shorts but it drove him crazy inside. the way your legs were exposed to him, your thighs so supple and perfect to him. he couldn't believe how much you've grown into your looks.

joshua turned his head away from the television, curious about who his hyung was talking to. the moment his eyes landed on you, he felt his pants tighten slightly. your tank top's strap had fallen off your shoulder, exposing your chest more than you'd like. you were quick to notice it but the boys had already seen the incident enough for it to become a memory.

your face turned red, and your hands began to shake with nervousness.

"i-i'm sorry, i knew it was loose but i didn't th-think that it would've fell." you stuttered out as you raced to fix the mistake.

seungcheol only chuckled at you, shaking his head at your apology.

"it's okay, little one. these things happen."

joshua shifted uncomfortably on the couch, trying to get the attention away from his hand sliding under the blanket to his crotch.

he knew that it was so disrespectful to touch himself while his hyung was only a few feet away, but he just couldn't help himself around you anymore.

seungcheol watched as you fidgeted around with your feet, smirking at your innocence.

he was curious thought, what were you doing up at this hour? you usually were asleep by now, so what was keeping you awake?

"did you need something?"

you swallowed thickly. suddenly, you weren't sure anymore if you even wanted to say anything about last week. they seemed to forget about it anyway by the way they were acting, so why couldn't you?

both boys stared at you, awaiting an answer.

no, you had to say something, just to be clear of where you stand. it was absolutely going to be awkward but it was something that you knew you had to do.

"um- yeah. i actually d-do." you shyly answered, stumbling over way more words then you needed to.

you fiddled with the hem of your shirt as you tried your best to muster up the courage.

both boys cocked their eyebrows at you, wanting an answer quickly.

joshua sped up his speed on himself, almost letting out a moan. he watch you intently as you continued to fidget with anything you could grasp.

"okay, so what is it?" the oldest asked.

he already had a hunch about what you wanted to talk about. it was kind of obvious since you were so fidgety and avoided eye contact.

"i-i wanted to talk about what happened with us last week at the sleepover." you mumbled.

joshua's hand stopped the movements, his heart beating faster.

seungcheol held back a cocky smirk, enjoying watching you become so flustered.

"oh, that." the leader chuckled out, shaking his head at you.

he laughed under his breath at you whilst crossing his arms over his chest. he thought it was so funny how innocent you pretended to be, it was unbelievable.

you felt so embarrassed by his reaction, watching in humiliation as he continued to laugh at you. you felt joshua's eyes burning into you as you stood there.

his chin rested on the back of the couch, his body facing forward. his eyes followed the movements of your fingers as they played with the hem of your tank top slowly.

"i think we should talk about it too." he spoke up.

seungcheol's head snapped in josh's direction, giving the younger boy a warning look.

joshua removed his gaze from you to his leader, giving him the look of guilt.

"i'm sorry, hyung. this just isn't something that needs to be swept under the rug."

seungcheol scoffed at the both of you as he looked away. he couldn't believe that he wanted to actually bring everything up. the anger boiled in him, his fists clenching.

"you want to talk about it? huh? you wanna tell her your secret or should i? wouldn't that be fun?"

joshua furrowed his eyebrows, confusion taking over his delicate features.

"what secret?"

the elder just let out a short chuckle. of course he knew about joshua's sexual desire towards you. he knew everything about each member, especially their dirty thoughts, since he was up most the night.

"you know exactly what i'm talking about, joshy. you're not as quiet as you think. guess that's something that you both have in common."

suddenly, it hit him; seungcheol was talking about him maturbating to the thought of you.

joshua's eyes widened as his body tensed against the plush couch.

you stood there in the entrance of the room, confused by both boys.

"what are you guys talking about?" you asked.

"nothing." joshua answered quickly, turning his attention back to the tv.

"we're not talking about what happened. you're going to go back to your room and go to bed. understood?" seungcheol said, standing up straight. his smile was wiped off and replaced with a stern look.

you took two steps forward before crossing your arms over your chest, mimicking your leader.

"no. we're talking about it." you demanded.

he cocked an eyebrow at you, impressed by the sudden burst of stubborness.

"really? are we now? because it seems to me, that we're not. you need two people in order to have a conversation, sweetie."

"josh will talk to me about it. won't you josh?" you smirked.

the other boy shook his head sheepishly. he was not going to risk you finding out about his sexual thoughts including you. he felt so dirty about already, let alone you finding out.

"what? but you just-" you tried defending.

"i don't want to talk about it anymore, y/n. please, just drop it." he pleaded, his attention still on the cartoon playing.

you scoffed before rubbing your thighs together in frustration. this action didn't go unnoticed to seungcheol. he rolled his eyes at the start of your tantrum.

"oh, stop throwing a fit, you're fine. knock it off before i do something that you really won't like." he scolded.

you cocked your eyebrow at him, stomping your foot to the ground.

"like what?" you tested, your voice slightly whiny.

he sighed, stepping towards you a little before stopping at the counter.

"why don't you continue and see what happens, hm?"

you'd be lying if you said that his tone wasn't making a pool form in your underwear. the thought of being punished by him was getting you horny, and you loved it.

"make me."

his breath hitched before he continued his walk towards you. with each step he took, you felt more and more enticed.

meanwhile, joshua was as red as a tomato. his hand that once was rubbing himself through his pants, is now sitting next to him. he was too flustered to even move slightly.

once seungcheol reached you, he grasped your wrist tightly.

"i think it's time i reteach our little maknae some respect, huh, joshy?"

before you could even comprehend, he tugged you to the kitchen counter.

"for years, you have listened to everything that i've asked of you and now that you've lost your virginity, you think that you can just refuse to listen to what your leader has to say?" he ranted.

"well, little girl, you're so very wrong. and tonight, i'm going to put into that pretty head of yours that can't disrespect me without some punishment."

with that, he bent your over the cold marble of the counter, his hand pushing your body against the surface.

"you better count or else i'll start all over again."

you nodded, finally understanding what was going on. the thought of being spanked by your leader had you wet beyond words. someone so big and strong like him making your ass red made your pussy throb.

he pulled down your shorts roughly, watching as the febric revealed your bare skin.

"no underwear? what a naughty maknae you are. josh, come watch. i know you want to."

hesitantly, the younger boy got off the couch. he was excited to finally see your body in real life, no bikini in the way, nothing. he finally got to see the real you underneath all of the clothes.

seungcheol waited for joshua to arrive, prepping your ass cheek for abuse by rubbing circles on it.

once both boys were on either sides of you, he laied the first smack. the sound echoed in the kitchen softly.

"one."

they both smirked.

"good girl."

the second spank was a little bit harder, startling you.

"t-two." you stuttered out.

you winced at the third one, your cheek becoming sore.

"three." you choked out.

the next four were the same intensity as the last, each one being followed by a number.

"doing so well." joshua cooed, running his fingers in your hair.

"she doesn't deserve praise." the older one corrected.

"sorry, hyung. thought i was helping."

before you could say anything, the last spank took you by surprise.

"ten!" you exclaimed, kicking your foot back out of reflex.

seungcheol smirked at the red hand marks, running his hand over them.

you hiccuped as you winced at the sensitivity of the fresh hand prints, your bottom feeling sore.

they both gave you a moment to collect yourself, watching as your sniffled. after a few minuets, seungcheol cleared his throat.

"now, you're going to get yourself together and go to bed. we won't talk about any of this ever again. i don't care what the fuck you and him," he pointed to joshua "do but as far i'm concerned, you and i will not be discussing this." with that, he pulled you up by your arm gently.

you nodding, standing up and pulling your shorts up. as you went to walk off, you felt a tug on your shoulder.

turning around, your met eyes with seungcheol. he leaned down to your ear, his lips grazing it as he spoke.

"remember this punishment the next time you think that you can disrespect me. and the next you find yourself horny, remember, i'm only in the room next door." he whispered lowly before letting go of you and walking off to his bedroom.

your cheeks felt hot as you watched both boys walk off. so, you stood there in the cold kitchen, trying to register what just happened.

you had so many questions; was this a one time thing or more? what came over seungcheol? what was joshua's secret?

you found yourself both horny and confused as you replayed the night in your mind, trying to find answers.

it this is what being all grown up felt like, maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

[popculturebuffet]

What You Really Think (Comissoin for WeirdKev27)

The Day After Timephoon, the Day before GlomTales!: ...

Glomgold Industries: (Glomgold is hard at work on yet another scheme with Owlson.. strangely calm. )

Glomgold: Okay.. I know we've had a few setbacks mostly thanks to you.

Owlson: (in an oddly chipper tone) sure let's go with that.

Glomgold: But I have one last scheme so dastardly it cannot fail. I call it THE FESTIVAL OF SCHEMES. It's 80 schemes in one. Fun for the whole family.. except scrooges because they'll all be dead!

Owlson: even has a built in slogan can't wait to hear it. Hit me.

Glomgold: I would but HR says ye cannae hit employees anymore. Oh you meant metaphorically. Scheme 1! I send a firebomb to scrooges office, set all the sprinklers off and catapult my sharks to eat all the gold then hire a crew of professoinal cleaners to clean off the gold after it comes out the other side, but hold a gun to their heads.

Owlson: Gross but efficent. What else?

Glomgold: The flintferris glomwheel. I have sharks construct it under dead of night, the town loves me as I destroy scrooge winning the bet by default!

Owlson: Keep it going.

Glomgold: I trick scrooge into thinking i'm his long lost son and therefore his one true heir nullyfying the bet.

Glomgold: I dress up as batduck and the kids let me in because everyone loves batduck. He's rick and he's vegenful just like me!

Glomgold: I dress up as Chris Farley's ghost! Kids love tommy boy!

Glomgold: I use explosives and shark blood carefully extracted from my babies to mutate the t-rex sketelon at the natural history museum.

Glomgold: I pretend to be Donald's cousin. Scrooge is too stupid to know how much family he has!

Glomgold: (In a donald duck costume0 I pretend to be donald duck! Awwww hoooey! (mANICAL LAUGH)

Glomgold: I attach a giant drill to my boat and use it to drill into the money bin and then into scrooge's heart then put what's left of his heart on my mantle!

Glomgold: I put together a bunch of the most vengeful, dangerous sharks I know. I call it sharkicide squad.. because I put bomb collars around their neck. (Whispers0 Their not loaded I couldn't bear to kill any of them.

Glomgold: I pour 80 gallons icy hot into his office!

Glomgold: I bring back abe lincoln's ghost for a talk show to smear scrooge and shame him into forrfetting!

Glomgold: I throw the moon at him!

Glomgold: I eat 30 hostess fruit pies and gain super powers!

Glomgold: I dress up as jesus and hit him by suprise as it's NOT EASTER THIS TIME.

Owlson: (To all of these Fine, sure, whatever, no problem. You got it. fine, whatever. You, da man.

Glomgold: WHY ARE YOU BEING SO NICE. ARE YOU SPYING ON ME? I KNEW IT YOUR TRYING TO MAKE SCROOGE WIN THE BET.

Owlson: I don't have to. You've already lost.

Glomgold: How dare you! I have one day that's..

Owlson: Not even enough time for ONE of these schemes to fail! I tried humoring you but I can't even do that without you acting like a petulant child. And frankly I nearly got an ULCER doing that.

Glomgold: Well why don't you say what you really feel.

Owlson: Oh is that what you want?

Glomgold: More than anything

Owlson: You asked for it (hands him a form) Sign this

Glomgold: Okay... (Signs it)

Owlson: I had HR Make this up. It consents to me being able to yell at you.

Glomgold: Oh yes my good old screamy form.

Owlson: (takes breath) You are the worst person i've ever met. Your inconsidrate, selfish, sexist, stupid, homicidal, suicidal, sociopathic. I spent MONTHS trying to rescue this company from you, MONTHS, and you tore it apart in less than a year and ignored me. Constantly

Glomgold: Because i'm better than you!

Owlson: At what?! Hatching half brained schemes

Glomgold: You finally got it good for...

Owlson: Oh will you just shut up? I swear the ONLY thing you listen to is the sound of your own voice! You tanked this company AGAIN, treated me like less than a person, and BET THE ENTIRE COMPANY I MADE PROFITABLE AGAIN ON A STUPID BET YOU COUDLN'T POSSIBLY WIN.

Glomgold: Well maybe if you let me scheme more..

Owlson: My stopping you from spending every PENNY we have on your stupid vendetta with scrooge is the only REASON we have money left! It's the only reason your close to his range! I tried to help you win the legal way and you just ignored me! You got our company accused of stock fraud! You blew a surefire deal! You set fire to my apartment!

Glomgold: Now I cannae explain that one.

Owlson: I'm being so cooprative because tommorow i'm FREE OF YOU. I can finally have the company back and bar you from the preimsies.

Glomgold: Oh and what makes you think Scrooge would..

Owlson: because he told me. He told me if he wins, i.e. WHEN he whens I get the company. He actually TRUSTS me and dosen't treat me like whit enoise!

Glomgold: Your more like a car horn

Owlson: I .. I can't take any more of this. Your going to loose, i'm going to laugh about it and then EVERYONE is going to forget this. You could never do this, your too far behind and you can't top scrooge, his family or his sense of decensy. Good day Flintheart. (walks out)

Glomgold: I can't... because of.. his family? Hmmm I got a scheme.. I'LL SHOW YOU OWLSON, I'LL SHOW YOU SCROOGE , I'LL SHOW YOU STEVE!

Steve: (The janitor, has been here the whole time) What'd I do?

Glomgold: (manical laugh)

Steve:.. no seriously what'd I do?