#referring to me and me coworkers

[samglyph]

As a horror guy I vehemently do not support hatred towards romance girlies. Sister genres in my opinion. We both enjoy familiar tropes. We both enjoy interesting relationship dynamics explored between two or more people. We both enjoy werewolves.

[starbuck]

i say i like tragedies and everyone’s all like ‘why do you like sad stories? are you depressed?’ and never ‘how was the catharsis? was the catharsis fun?’

[slyandthefamilybook]

Yesterday two of my coworkers were trying to get a stuck wheel off a 2-ton. One of them, who lives in a quite rural town, got it off in an unconventional way and said "that's an old farmer's trick." The other said "yeah, maybe a Jewish farmer."

I didn't quite hear what he said so I went up to him and asked, "hey, what was that you said about a Jewish farmer?" He said, "oh, I should've said a Polish farmer," and then reminded me that his family is from Poland. It wasn't until then that I realized the point of his joke was that "Jewish farmer" meant stupid or incompetent. He knows I'm Jewish, but he's a bit of a jokester and doesn't always think before he speaks. I'm wasn't sure what to say about it, and he seemed to know what he said was wrong, but I think it'll stick with me for a long time

[serainechor]

romance dawn trio ✨

[kogglyuffs]

❗

[yardsards]

i needed to express a sentiment in the creative stylings of @dunmeshiminimumwage

[werewolfcutieart]

😏bugsona time.......

[the-ratallion]

me when fictional men who hate their coworkers and work for an evil company involved in the paranormal and lose a loved one to an evil doppelganger of them and then they blow themselves up

[evil-but-refined]

You never realize how much you miss a character until their name drop leave you screaming at work

[nathanfrazers]

ted & paul & coffee

the guy who didn't like musicals by matt and nick lang and jeff blim // hey, melissa! by matt and nick lang // in the country of resurrection by ada limón // coffee poem by richard brautigan // still life paintings by rachel petruccillo // tumblr user jacebeleren

[book-lover85]

Sophie as an inflicting mentor and she exclusively refers to Bronte as "old man"

he knows and hates it

[clonerightsagenda]

think I need to go over my boss's head bc she had another category 5 nextdoor poster moment today

[gideonisms]

Actually you know what though? I kind of hate when people immediately use she/her pronouns after meeting me. Struggle harder

[lokh]

abt the job ref post: yeah you gotta lie sometimes. me nd my other autistic friends (2) use each other after giving the other a script (“theyre looking for xyz traits in a new hire so tell them im yzx” “okay sure when will they call”). however the key thing here is that the former job/reference didn’t leave a paper trail i.e. you volunteered. you weren’t paid. you interned. etc. in the end we’ve both used it for service jobs and internships since these places dgaf abt prior experience if the reference was your “first.” added note: mitigate ur friend ‘overselling’ you. imo they should have a copy/outline of 1)the job posting 2)ur job app nd 3)whatever else you submitted. the employer over the phone won’t give the reference person brain teasers but their answers should lead the employer to *believe* you���re a good fit. full disclosure i cannot say how this would go over for more serious positions but hopefully you find enough stepping stones to turn into real references. gb hope this helps.

i dont have anyone to lie for me ;_;

[september-poetry]

prometheus on the precipice

you take me out back

i know where this is going

did you bring protection?

i trust you to treat me right

im scared

its my first time

will you go easy on me?

you take off my shirt

slowly, my skin exposed to the cold air

its crisp, an autumnal breeze drifts past us

it can sense our sinful desires

as we embrace the chill

the warmth will overtake eventually

my nerves are palpable

im shaking like the crimson leaves that blow past us

outside it feels more intimate

open in the air of the night

the moon watches us as you move

the first touch sending shivers down my spine

you trace along my ribs

its soft, affectionate

my heartbeat flutters against your fingertips

and you know i am alive

your hands move further down

i feel them, warm against me

a fire burning in the night

you pull me closer

hook under my ribcage

the space between the bone and flesh

together we hear the crack

as you push further inside

its wet, living, pulsating

you feel it drip down past your wrist

the dark liquid only urges you on

you kneel down before me

exposed, my chest now open to the elements around us

the cavern flickers, breath heavy and heated

i feel your touch encircle my lungs

you are salivating for a taste

choked and euphoric, i look down

my life in your hands

you pull me further towards you

and finally, the release

i feel your teeth tear through me

my organs spilled, an intimate display of trust and blood

the viscera coats your jaw as you savour the sensation

my legs feel weak, as my body collapses closer to you

down with the dogs

an equal plane with the lowly mutt you are

ravenous and unsatisfied

i feel your tongue cleanse the wounds

a form of apology

for the carnage

you know it is not enough

i am prometheus and you are never satiated

a cannibalistic display

a gorey end

yet we begin again

maybe im beginning to crave it too

this punishment is pleasure when it's with you

09 / 10 / 24

[kinnbig]

never not thinking about that time that one of the big-name BL blogs on this site tried to insist to me that Tong isn’t gay and it was actually all just ‘marketing’