#i am overly sensitive

[carb0n-m0n0xide]

Also i think i want to get rid of my cat

[punk-o-ween]

this is so random i know and perhaps im just being a bit paranoid about this but im sorry if i do come off as too enthusiastic, energetic, hyper etc through posts and/or comments...i have been told this b4 and i dont think ive ever made a post about it

i know not everyone likes it, especially since i use caps a lot usually with people im more comfortable with or if im very happy about something (which is 99.9% of the time because i try to be positive) but im usually just afraid of people taking my tone the wrong way so i try to be myself and be more silly through text so that ppl dont take me the wrong way ... same reason why i rarely use periods/always use "!" and always add emojis and/or emojicons after i say something so that people know im being lighthearted especially if im expressing an opinion

if you dont like it, just lmk bc i do feel very bad when people arent caps users or energetic thru text and im over here looking like im screaming in ur face but ueah sorry once again😭😭

[thelilylav]

The fact that Briar is listed as one of Rosabella's best friends in her profile but Briar's profile barely mentions her..

[1nk-ling]

Hey! Okay! I need to know if anyone knows about/likes the tmnt 2007 movie.

You there! The one who twitched! I need you to look up a song called "Brother" by Madds Buckley. Before you press play picture the Leo Raph roof battle scene. As much dialogue as you can recall. Remember the pain.

There. You're ready. Now press play.

You're welcome.

[identitty-dickruption]

the thing is. the past three days I've barely been able to leave the house, and when I have it has caused me excruciating pain. and I hate it here. which is the kind of thing that forces me to actually pay attention to sustainable solutions/supports for my disabilities beyond just "push through as much of it as possible". but god everything about this still fills me with anxiety. lol.

[bishovapls]

Just got a negative comment on AO3 for my current fic and I definitely do not feel the need to delete the fic, burn my laptop, and never write again? Nope, not at all. I'm not like dying inside and feeling immense guilt for disappointing the reader or anything! Nope!

[mariacallous]

"Thank you for your interest in career opportunities at Mount Sinai Health System. We strive to find the right person for the right opportunity. At this time, we will not be pursuing you as a candidate"

girl, just say you're not hiring me, I don't need that one sentence, fuck

[all-pacas]

i am so fucking down and out today

[wanderingmind867]

I think it says something about me that I teared up a little when the teacher scolded the class. I'm so sensitive that I couldn't even handle hearing the teacher upset. I empathized with him but also felt like I was being targeted (even though I wasn't), and those two things combined to make me tear up and feel angry at the other students. So this is the kind of stuff i talk about when i say i'm really sensitive.

[milfbrainrot]

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I feel like in the past the mix of this site being used for both activism and fandom helped contribute to a lot of unhinged politicized fandom discourse where yeah ofc there's a political tie to media but ppl used it as... a form of activism where it was given disproportionate importance compared to other activism discussions? Whereas now we're swinging to the opposite site of How Dare You Care About Meaningless TV Shows When Politics.

Like... we can have a mix of realizing there's more important stuff to focus on than shipping discourse in the world at large without also minimizing the insane doxxing and death threats behavior going on in fandom that people in fandom have to take into consideration to be able to do their hobby, esp given how those attitudes stem from irl political climates at times in ways that are telling to study. Hobbies are kinda how we prevent activism burnout also. Crazey how that works.

[tekras-iszovh]

"= can i block everyone. ="

[feralbeeast]

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[miswaken]

listen I try to be chill about non rp blogs reblogging my posts bc it’s such a small fandom and I don’t mind Human Interaction but. if you’re going to say rude things about alice when you do it I’m throwing rocks at you w my mind

[wrylywriting]

comments on any Polin fic I write post season 3 are driving me to not write these anymore like... I know I keep harking on this but it keeps happening lmao

[trevodequatro]

Getting your cock tf into a horse cock wildly disproportional, just a kitty with a dick so big it’s impossible to hide the outline

Conscience slowly faded in as his dreams disappeared into the back of his mind. He started regaining his senses as he woke up, eyes still closed while laying in his bed. He tried to turn to his side, but a sudden weight stopped him.

"Hngg.... Wha...", he groggily moaned, brain still not on full speed. There was something... different. Something heavy laid on top of him, and he felt a weird sensitivity in his crotch. Also, whenever he moved around, he felt his fur sticking together and into the bed, seemingly wet and damp with a viscous substance.

He decided to open his eyes, and was met with a massive black shape, its bulbous tip facing towards his own face. He reached towards it to push it away, but as soon as his hands touched it he felt a wave of pleasure spread through his body, shaking it to the very core. He felt himself get hard and, as if in sync with his (unusually sensitive) cock, the black shadow on top of him started to pulse.

Before he could clearly see the object, he already had an idea to what was happening. He touched the massive shape, and felt an overwhelming sensation in his cock, almost as if they were one and the same.

When his eyes finally adjusted to the light, he finally saw it clearly: rising from his crotch, instead of his usually average cock and balls, was a thick and lengthy horse cock. It was black and several thick veins covered its surface, pulsing to the beating of his heart. It was probably more than two feet in length, and its thickness could rival the average person's arm. His balls were also different, now bigger than tangerines, hanging low and stretching his nutsack.

He also noticed, to his dismay, his cock was just now starting to get hard, starting to leak a weak, continuous stream of semen.

Its heightened sensitivity made thinking difficult. Every movement and every touch was several times more potent, a single throb almost bringing him to moans. The first strokes were made with caution but also curiosity, the shivers feeling like nothing he ever felt before. Soon enough he was already going at it, the horse appendage so large and thick he had to use his whole arms to satisfy it.

After a few minutes of buckling and jerking in bed, the horse cock grew past three whole feet, its weight almost pinning the cat to the bed. Every stroke made the large cock pulse and throb, leaking a continuous stream of pre that resembled a faucet. His bed and sheets were covered in the substance, and his fur was matted and sticking together.

After a few minutes in this lustful act, he felt the climax rising through his body. It was a pressure never felt before, as if he was having countless orgasms at once. It sent shivers through his trembling body, and his desperate moans couldn't possibly be contained even if he tried. His cock throbbed like never before, and jet after jet of cum was shot through his urethra, soaking the nearby wall with white ooze. Blissful seconds turned into minutes, as his cock shot load after load nonstop, frying the poor cat's brain with an overload of hormones.

After almost ten minutes, he finally felt his orgasm fade, little by little. When his cock started to soften, he laid back on his bed, exhausted. He was almost dozing off again when he took a look at the clock: 08:12AM.

"SHIT!!!! I GOTTA GET READY FOR WORK!!!!"

He quickly rose from the bed, but the newfound weight of his horse cock almost made him fall to the ground. It was so large it almost reached the floor, and was so thick it could almost be mistaken for one of his legs, were it not the black coloration and the pulsing veins across it. His balls also made him stumble, the weight of them almost feeling like two dumbbells hanging from his crotch.

He waddled into the bathroom to get ready, leaving a trail of cum that dripped from his cock. Once he got there he realized something: he had no idea how he would use the toilet. He ended up pissing in the shower, choosing to avoid any potential mess.

When he left the bathroom after brushing his teeth, he felt his cock throbbing, already needing attention and ready for a second round. "Fuckkj... No time for this now..."

He went towards his wardrobe, his tool already leaking pre once again. How the fuck would he wear his pants?? He put on a shirt, and proceeded to solve the next problem. He started wearing his largest sweatpants, hoping it would hide away his problem (or at least make it less noticeable). He tried shoving it on one of the leg holes, but the hardened cock made things a lot more difficult. He wrestled with it, almost like a cowboy taming a wild horse, moaning and leaking pre all over the sweatpants in the process, until he finally succeeded.

What he didn't expect, however, was that the whole action made his cock reach the climax again. He shivered and fell to his knees, moaning and shaking while he hopelessly watched his cock shoot all over his clothing, making the pants wet and stinky with cum. He felt even more frustrated after he got up again, looking in the mirror, and seeing the clear outline of his cock through his pants, a wet bulge clearly visible from his crotch and descending almost to the floor, the tip still leaking all over his feet, leaving a wet trail wherever he walked.

"Shit... I'm already late...!!"

He packed his things, making a mess through his whole apartment, and left towards the door. As he walked the hallways, he felt his cock throb again, rising his pants a little bit. He wondered if he should have brought some condoms (or maybe some of those long clown baloons), and how would he be able to find any pants or underwear that would fit him again.

As his cock sent shivers through his body for every step he took, the cat tried his best to stop himself from moaning, and he just hoped he wouldn't get fired or, even worse, going to jail for public indecency.

[lyriumrain]

something people dont talk about is the fact that having a poor experience working at a library can make you not wanna go back to libraries. It's mostly psychological - but not entirely. I can tell when a librarian is annoyed by my presence, i can tell when they're just chin-wagging to each other and ignoring the front desk

for example, had an experience at the city library not long after moving to the city where a book i was returning required an employee to check it immediately because it came with a CD. The employees were standing in a group at the returns desk, chatting away, and I sheepishly approached with the most polite 'excuse me' i could muster, and the lady who I assume was supposed to be working the front desk turned around and gave me an absolutely filthy stink eye, like I was encroaching on her spare time (And no there were no 'desk closed' signs or any indication this was some big important meeting, they were all standing around the little returns desk and no other desk was manned at the time.) She yanked the book away, checked the CD and waved me away to return to the little book club forming around the desk. Things like that make a really awful part of me want to come out and call her a bitch.

but ofc i didn't and i would never. I'd hope someone else would give me grace when I'm acting like that. But sometimes I don't think librarians/library officers even realise they're acting like that/giving off that impression, it's ingrained in a lot libraries around here as a librarians vs clients type deal and it's awful for the atmosphere of the library. But ofc I also have to acknowledge that the "regular" client may not pick up on that and it's purely my experience of working with people like this that sets me off