[rozzwellie]

I just found an amazing website for folks like me that have a hard time recognizing why we might feel bad!

It's called You Feel Like Shit, it's an interactive questionnaire that walks you through things that may be making you feel bad, both physically and emotionally, and gives possible solutions for the problems.

Consider reblogging to help folks who may need it find this resource!

[tjwock]

HEY.

HEY YALL.

USAMERICAN DEMOCRATS SUCCESSFULLY REMOVED EVERY ANTITRANS RIDER FROM EVERY FUNDING BILL

Spread the fucking word because LORD knows democrats fucking suck at spreading it themselves and will fail once again to inform their base

But just in case you’re sitting there going “the Dems aren’t doing anything,” THEY ARE

IT IS JUST SLOW

AND MOSTLY INVISIBLE

BUT THEY ARE

[doberbutts]

[tanoraqui]

All anti-transgender provisions stripped from House and Senate funding bills

The bills are still subject to a final vote, but trans Americans can be relieved for now.

[lifehacksthatwork]

Just a bunch of useful websites

12ft – Hate paywalls? Try this site out.

My Fridge Food – No idea what to make? Tell this site what ingredients you have on hand and it will give you recipes to cook.

Project Gutenberg – Always ends up on these type of lists and for very good reason. All works that are copyright free in one place.

Ninite – New PC? Install all of your programs in one go with no bloat or unnecessary crap.

Unchecky – Tired of software trying to install additional unwanted programs? This will stop it completely by unchecking the necessary boxes when you install.

Sci-Hub – Research papers galore! Check here before shelling out money. And if it’s not here, try the next link in our list.

LibGen – Lots of free PDFs relate primarily to the sciences.

Zotero – A free and easy to use program to collect, organize, cite and share research.

Car Complaints – Buying a used car? Check out what other owners of the same model have to say about it first.

CamelCamelCamel – Check the historical prices of items on Amazon and set alerts for when prices drop.

Have I Been Pawned – Still the king when it comes to checking if your online accounts have been released in a data breach. Also able to sign up for email alerts if you’ve ever a victim of a breach.

Radio Garden – Think Google Earth but wherever you zoom, you get the radio station of that place.

Just The Recipe – Paste in the url and get just the recipe as a result. No life story or adverts.

Tineye – An Amazing reverse image search tool.

My 90s TV – Simulates 90’s TV using YouTube videos. Also has My80sTV, My70sTV, My60sTV and for the younger ones out there, My00sTV. Lose yourself in nostalgia.

Foto Forensics – Free image analysis tools.

Old Games Download – A repository of games from the 90’s and early 2000’s. Get your fix of nostalgia here.

Online OCR – Convert pictures of text into actual text and output it in the format you need.

Remove Background – An amazingly quick and accurate way to remove backgrounds from your pictures.

Twoseven – Allows you to sync videos from providers such as Netflix, Youtube, Disney+ etc and watch them with your friends. Ad free and also has the ability to do real time video and text chat.

Terms of Service, Didn’t Read – Get a quick summary of Terms of service plus a privacy rating.

Coolors – Struggling to get a good combination of colors? This site will generate color palettes for you.

This To That – Need to glue two things together? This’ll help.

Photopea – A free online alternative to Adobe Photoshop. Does everything in your browser.

BitWarden – Free open source password manager.

Atlas Obscura – Travelling to a new place? Find out the hidden treasures you should go to with Atlas Obscura.

ID Ransomware – Ever get ransomware on your computer? Use this to see if the virus infecting your pc has been cracked yet or not. Potentially saving you money. You can also sign up for email notifications if your particular problem hasn’t been cracked yet.

Way Back Machine – The Internet Archive is a non-profit library of millions of free books, movies, software, music, websites and loads more.

Rome2Rio – Directions from anywhere to anywhere by bus, train, plane, car and ferry.

Splitter – Seperate different audio tracks audio. Allowing you to split out music from the words for example.

myNoise – Gives you beautiful noises to match your mood. Increase your productivity, calm down and need help sleeping? All here for you.

DeepL – Best language translation tool on the web.

Forvo – Alternatively, if you need to hear a local speaking a word, this is the site for you.

[dear-ao3]

best brownies in the known universe (at least, according to my grandma)

some year and a half ago when i was getting ready to move out i combed through all the family recipes that lay lost to time and one of the ones that i found was my grandmas brownie recipe. idk where she got it from (nor can i ask cause she has dementia) and its a printed out email she sent to my mom in june 2000. but by george these the best brownies i have ever tasted. would she be pleased that i am sharing this recipe with my vast following? absolutely.

YOU WILL NEED:

5 tablespoons butter (unsalted) 1 ounce unsweetened baking chocolate (or as much as your heart desires) 2/3 cup unsweetened good cocoa powder 1 cup sugar (white) (superfine preferred, normal works fine) 1 cup sifted white flour (can use gluten free) 1/2 teaspoon baking powder as much cinnamon as your heart desires (your heart needs to desire at least some cinnamon. its essential to the recipe) 3 egg whites 1 egg splash of vanilla extract (again, non negotiable step!)

preheat your oven to 325 degrees. grease a square baking pan (9x9 preferably).

in a small saucepan over medium heat melt the butter and baking chocolate. while that is melting, sift together the flour, baking powder and cinnamon into a small bowl. once the butter and chocolate is done melting add the cocoa powder and cook it together for 1 minute. add in the sugar and stir. it will get very thick. this is correct.

set that aside to cool. while thats cooling take a large bowl and put in your egg whites, egg and vanilla. beat it up with preferably a whisk but you can use a fork if youre fresh out of whisks. once the chocolate is cool enough to not scramble your eggs dump it in the eggs and mix it together. add the flour in gradually and keep mixing until its smooth and happy.

spread into your greased baking pan. put it in the oven for EXACLTLY 18 MINUTES. very crucial step. they will come out slightly under done. that is what we want. as they cool they will continue to cook in the pan. we dont want them to get hard and sad. they are not good when they are hard and sad. do not overbake them. you will be sad.

slice them up and as the official last step on the original recipe says: EAT ENJOY AND MAKE MORE! (theyre very good with mint chocolate chip ice cream)

[pukicho]

ultimately I have become the old man on the internet who must keep up with trends and that is actually very relaxing because it means I can say fucked up shit that's wrong and feign ignorance.

[pukicho]

I think instead of graves there should be one big vat of glue we all get turned into when we die.

[archibaldtuttle]

Throwback to when I took painkillers and woke up with Photoshop open on my computer to this image I had made

[archibaldtuttle]

Hi this currently has 37 thousand notes and I just want to ask - why?

[desperate-acts-of-capitalism]

Big Things Are Coming

[blackteachangeling]

💷🥄🥔 BIG THINGS ARE COMING🥔🥄💷

✨ Abundance Spell✨ 

Wealth, weal, and plentiful spoons are coming to me 👏

✨💰🪙🥄🥔💰🌟💰🥄🥔🪙 💰✨

Like to charge Reblog to cast

[gemeaux]

[human-south-of-north-pole]

𓂸

phallus

[0x4468c7a6a728]

this doesn't render on windows unless next to a non-phallus hieroglyph so here is a version for windows users:

𓀐𓂸

[human-south-of-north-pole]

Prev: mobile user here! theres fucking nothing here

It's supposed to look like this:

[human-south-of-north-pole]

Prev: How did someone make this??

Unicode, the technical standard describing what text symbols exist in computers¹ and how they are encoded², has a block containing Egyptian Hieroglyphs. And since there exists an Egyptian Hieroglyph depicting a penis³, they included it in the standard. And since most computers follow that standard, they can display a penis.

You can check out unicode characters for example here:

𓂸 U+130B8 penis, phallus | EGYPTIAN HIEROGLYPH D052, copy and paste, unicode character symbol info,

1) There do actually exist different standards describing which characters computers should use and how they should be encoded. These days pretty much everyone uses UTF-8 (Unicode Transformation Format) because when exchanging data between computers or programs everyone must use the same encoding to get readable results.

This also means that unicode must (try to) support pretty much everything any human could ever want to write, which means it includes many things like mathematical symbols, special symbols for just about every language, emoji, combining characters that modify other characters, a variety of spaces, box drawing symbols, control characters for eg. text direction, ...

2) Which is actually somewhat complicated. Unicode assigns each symbol a number, but then the text (sequence of symbols) needs to be converted into a sequence of bytes. This is done via the Unicode Transformation Format, which actually results in different characters needing differently many bytes to store.

Also, certain emoji (flags, anything with skin colors or gender, emoji depicting multiple people) are actually multiple characters that get squished into one symbol when rendered.

3) There actually exist three. The above, a version with cloth (𓂹) and one with emission (𓂺).

Also the unicode standard defines words like character, symbol, glyph, ... to have exact meanings, I used the interchangeably here.

[le-jardin-inculte]

this made me have a complete meltdown with delight as I went from "bwahahaha penis sign lol lmao" to "wait if hieroglyphs are unicode there must be an oryx one" and THERE IS!

look at it! 𓃲

𓃲𓃲𓃲𓃲 <- herd!

and the newborn hartebeest!!! 𓃛

frog! horned viper! CREATURES! I'm so happy! I'm gonna be so insufferable with this!

[sapphic-gengar]

it's kinda crazy. you can use these like more detailed emojis, or even make whole stories without using a single letter. here's an example:

𓀥 𓁆 𓀕

𓁆 𓀟 𓀣 𓁀

[ygmtwr-atrus]

We're literally just going full circle back to hieroglyphs, huh?

[the-haiku-bot]

We’re literally

just going full circle back

to hieroglyphs, huh?

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

[anneemay]

God they cut off all the internet and cellular networks in Gaza

[heritageposts]

We are isolated now’: Communications lost with many parts of Gaza (from Al Jazeera's live update, by reporter Tareq Abu Azzoum, 16:25 GMT)

We don’t know about anything that is happening in other districts in the territory. Maybe there are new bombardments taking place in these areas. We don’t know how many victims. We can only hear bombardments everywhere, but we don’t know any anything about the casualties, about the situation on the ground. We don’t know anything also about the medical conditions of doctors, medical workers, even at the Al-Shifa Hospital [the largest in Gaza]. The situation is catastrophic right now.  We can no longer communicate with the international community to send our voice to the world to know what is happening on the ground. I hope that this message might  reach and have an access to the world despite what we have experienced throughout the last hour. We are now in a hospital and we are going to be live by satellite as much as we can and every single hour. So please, if you can hear us, send that message to the world that we are isolated now in Gaza. We don’t have any phone signals. We don’t have any internet connections. We found great difficulty even to communicate and contact with our relatives in different parts of the territory. Journalists here, even the citizens inside the hospital, they don’t have any access to the networks. They don’t have any kind of communication even with their neighbors. There is a great problem in the network connections. We don’t know how it’s dropped. We don’t know if it was targeted. The situation on the ground is really terrible. Everyone is afraid, everyone is terrified. Please ,guys, if you can hear us send this message to the world that we are becoming isolated. Al Jazeera currently only has sporadic communication with correspondents in Gaza following the latest strikes on the besieged enclave.

[fuwushiguro]

I'm Alright, and You're a Favourite

Toji Fushiguro x bimbo! f!reader

Genre: Smut Notes: written for @cherrykamado 's slutty old men collab! Warnings: 18+, police run-in, restraints/cuffs, age gap, spanking, sir kink, sort of cheating??, bimbofication, DDLG dynamics, fingering, slight exhibitionism, degradation, masturbation mention, oral (m + f receiving), praise, vaginal sex, cum eating. Words: 3.9k

networks: @planetonet

The flashing of red and blue isn’t a foreign spectacle when you live in the city. It’s rare that an individual will find themselves more than a ten-minute walk away from a crime being committed. That’s why it doesn’t phase either of the Fushiguro men as they walk side by side with their takeout food in each of their hands. Conversation is stiff, as it often is. Limited to mundane things, how the food tastes and how eerily black the sky is tonight. Another thing they used to be able to bond over was their shared love of pussy. But Toji thinks Megumi has started to turn into one since becoming whipped by a new piece of skirt. They aren’t even dating, and yet, he seems to have lost interest in all other women. He shouldn’t talk about her, he said. But – he couldn’t help himself. Pussy like hers is once in a lifetime.

If you say so, Toji thought.

“Toji, isn’t that—?”

He turned away from looking at his son to see what he was squinting at so inquisitively. It’s just a fucking cop car but he’s acting as if he’s never seen one before. He shrugs and carries on walking towards their apartment. But once he sees what Megumi is seeing, a smile begins to sprawl across his face.

“For fuck sake.” Megumi sighs, kicking his foot against the nearest wall in frustration. If he wasn’t so God damn hungry he would have thrown his food to the ground. He thinks better of it though when he remembers who’s turn it was to buy the takeout this week.

“I wonder what she did this time.” Toji muttered, ripping apart a slice of garlic bread with his teeth.

How dare you, they think. How fucking dare you look at them with big round eyes like you’re so innocent and perfect. Like you aren’t getting forced over the hood of a police car and your hands cuffed behind your back. Your eye makeup so shimmery and silver it glitters each time the red and blue flash alternates on your pouty little face.

You aren’t a criminal. Far from it.

You’re just a fucking idiot.

“I can’t leave her like that dad. She won’t forgive me, but what the fuck am I going to do about this? Can’t leave her alone for a fucking—”

“Hold this.” Toji insists as he hands his food to his son. Without hesitation he begins to approach.

Your heart begins to flutter. He’s a good man, always kind to you whenever you stay the night with Megumi. Though Megumi is your unofficial boyfriend, you would have expected him to be the one rescuing you. This is the worst thing you’ve ever done. The stupidest predicament you’ve ever been in. And you have no one to blame but yourself.

He walks around you, and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. The way your perfectly manicured fingers look in your new silver bracelets. The way you’re squirming against the hood of the car. And oh boy. When he’s fully behind you he wonders if you regret wearing such a short tennis skirt. It’s all starting to make sense. He’s sure whatever you’ve done couldn’t have warranted this harsh treatment. These two police officers probably saw what a cute young thing you are and decided to have some fun. And with a skirt like that, bending you over would produce a glorious display of your femininity. Even Toji can’t look away. Or rather, he won’t. The way your black panties perfectly cups the entire mound of your cute little pussy. Even framing the lips and giving the ultimate tease of what lies beneath.

“What seems to be the problem, officers?” he asks, still refusing to break away his lecherous stare from your private parts.

“Drunk and disorderly. Urinating in public. You know how it is with little whores on Friday nights.” one of them explains, his co-worker laughing at his misogynistic comment. Toji laughs along, but only for a little while. His appearance becoming stoic and unimpressed.

“That little whore… is my daughter.” he tells them. It isn’t a total lie. If you happen to marry Megumi you will be his daughter one day. They don’t need to know the real truth.

“T-Toji! Please, wanna go h-home!” you cry, wriggling against the car and the handcuffs. Desperate to straighten your back and stretch your arms. “Ah—!” you squeak. Toji’s heavy palm slamming down against your exposed rear and forcing an imprint of his hand that will match the colour of the red flashing light.

“Think you’re in enough fucking trouble without calling me things you shouldn’t. Don’t you think, princess?” he questions. The little hiccup and gulp that slithers down your throat is delectable. He’s starting to see the appeal, now. You’re so fucking stupid and yet so damn cute. And if your pussy is that cute even covered by your panties, he’s beginning to understand what Megumi meant by it being once in a lifetime.

“’m sorry sir,” you sob, only slightly. “I—”

“Did I hear her right? Toji? As in Toji Fushiguro.” one of the policemen asks. Toji eyes move but his head doesn’t. They find the eyes of the officer who had spoken, and he nods – once. “As in—”

“As in take your fucking handcuffs off'a my baby girl and be on your merry fucking way.” he hisses. The two bumbling officers begin looking for the key to unlock the cuffs while Toji fishes around in his jeans looking for something more important. You stand upright, overjoyed that you’re finally free. You do all you can to massage the pain from your sore wrists. But you’re soon smiling. Toji is still looking in his pockets, but you run into him. He holds his arm around your shoulders as he pulls out a fat roll of cash to hand the policemen. “S’been a pleasure. Remember her face from now on, leave her the fuck alone.”

“Thank you for savin’ me, sir.”

“Let’s get you home, kiddo.”

His grip is tight around your shoulder as you walk towards Megumi. He looks furious. Like he’s going to chew you out for being such a stupid little girl, again. It doesn’t take long for him to start yelling at you and your lip involuntarily wobbles.

“What, you’re gonna fucking cry? Maybe you should have done that instead of pissin’ in the street like a slut.”

“M-Megumi…” you huff. You stop in your tracks completely as you feel the weight of the world coming down on your shoulders.

“Rookie error. Don’t be mean to your fuckin’ girlfriend when she’s drunk. Emotional timebomb waitin’ to go off.” Toji laughs, enjoying another slice of his garlic bread.

“She’s not my fucking girlfriend. I can get a dog that does the same shit she does.”

“Megumi!” you cry. Toji hands his food back to Megumi and shakes his head in disapproval.

“C’mere, darlin’.” he smiles, opening his arms to you. You wrap your arms around his neck and he picks you up with ease. Legs wrapping around his waist as he begins to carry you in the direction of their apartment. Megumi can’t help but steal a few glances of your skirt riding up. He’s aroused and annoyed.

“Couldn’t you have worn something less whorish? Flashin’ your shit all over town for every fucker to see.” he sighs. You bawl your eyes out into the crook of Toji’s neck. He flashes his son a warning through a dangerous stare. Enough, he warns.

It turns out though, once you’re back in the warmth of their home, it was all for nothing. You nor Megumi seem to care that his father is in the room when his fingers travel up your skirt and move your panties aside to play with your slippery clit. Toji doesn’t look. But he can hear. Your moans. Your breaths. The wetness of your cunt. Megumi knew it was the only thing that would stop your crying and bitching at him. You can’t think when you’re getting your pussy played with. You can’t think about the things he said and how he spoke to you.

He’s not even paying attention to you while he does it. He’s more interested in his phone and the movie his father picked. You want to kiss him and you want him to kiss you back. But it’s like you don’t exist. Only your pussy does. It doesn’t matter, though, because you’re soon cumming all over his fingers and spasming through your high. He shoves his fingers in your mouth for you to lick clean.

“Go to bed.” Megumi commands. “Clothes off before you get in.”

“Aren’t you coming with me?” you ask, shyly.

“Bed. Now.”

Megumi may not be paying attention to you, but Toji is. It’s obvious that Megumi is smitten with you. His favourite girl, no one else compares. But it seems he’s taking the treat ‘em mean approach with you. It looks like it’s working, though. Desperate to please his son in any way possible. What kind of self-respecting girl lets someone finger them in front of other people? What sort of girl does as she’s told after being spoken to like shit? He can’t decide if you’re just in love, or if you’re a slut. He think you might just be a dumb little slut. But it’s alright.

He's a slut too.

“She hasn’t talked to me in a week,” Megumi tells Toji as he scrolls through his phone for the millionth time. Hoping this time you’ll reply to his infinite text messages. “I think she’s broken up with me.”

“Think you have to be dating to be dumped, kid.”

He swigs his beer as he continues to taunt his son. He’s smart, for sure, but he took it too far. You’re a daddy’s girl with no self-esteem. A rich daddy, in fact, who loves to buy your love, care and affection. But it’s not enough for you. It’s the perfect recipe to create a daughter with low confidence and the need to people please. Megumi’s approach with you was perfect. You were wrapped around his finger and desperate to do anything and everything to keep him and love him. Anything to have him love you in turn. But most importantly, for him to show it. And sometimes, he did, in his own unusual ways.

Unfortunately for Megumi, though, it seems you’ve had enough. They’re both sure you’ll come crawling back one way or another. And they’re right. Each text that comes through is painful, agonising, as you tell yourself that you can’t reply. You’re weak and you need him.

Megumi’s smart, but Toji is smarter. He has masturbated eleven times this week thinking about your adorable panty clad mound as you bent over the police car. He needs you like that again. With no one around and begging for him.

You think you need Megumi.

What you really need, is someone. Anyone.

Toji.

“A little stalker-y Megs. Bringing your dad to my house to try and get me back, it’s not gonna work!” you exclaim as you struggle down the stairs leading to your front door as you walk towards the car. You’re caught in headlights for a moment when you realise Megumi is nowhere in sight.

“Just me, kiddo. Come for a ride with me?”

“Hm…” you think, wondering if you should. Why shouldn’t you? He’s been nicer to you than Megumi has. Your father never wants to hear anything about your private life and all of your friends are wrapped up in themselves. Toji knows Megumi and he’ll be the perfect shoulder to cry on. Figuratively, you hope. “Sure.”

“Lose the pants.” he demands. It halts you for a moment as you wonder if you heard him right. “You look a million dollars but you’d look a billion in little tennis skirt. Can you do that f’me?” he grins. You bite your lower lip, feeling a little shy all of a sudden. You do look good in tennis skirts; he isn’t wrong about that.

“Mhmn, I can do that f’you. Gimme a sec.” you nod, hurrying back indoors to change.

God his cock is fucking aching. He’s rock hard and desperate. If it’s that easy to get you to change your skirt he’s certain he’ll have no issue getting you to suck him off in the car. Dumb girls give good head ‘cause they’ve got nothing going on in their own. Who needs a brain when you can fill the space with being a good little cock sucker?

You return in a little black crop top and tiny white tennis skirt. He doesn’t even need to ask you to give him a twirl, you do it with no objections. He notices your nipples poking through your shirt once you sit beside him in the car. It’s killing him to restrain himself. To hold back and stop himself from tweaking them just so he can hear the way you moan for him.

“Toji, where are we goin’?” you ask.

“Somewhere nice ‘n private so we can talk.” he tells you. You nod, happy with the response. Once he’s pulled away from your house, you decide you can’t keep your thoughts in any longer. You look around, happy that you’re taking the back roads out of town. Although it’s a little scary to be in such darkness, you feel like you’re in a horror flick.

“Your cocks hard, can see it, sir. S’that why we’re goin’ somewhere private?”

“Yeah, I’m hard. Do you want that to be the reason?”

“Mhmm,” you nod. “I kinda wanna… wanna suck it now, sir. Can I?” you ask, as coy as a girl asking her crush to the prom. You’re something else.

“Holy fuck,” he chuckles, but nods. How was he going to say no to something like that? He moves a little and slows down so that you can unbuckle his belt and free his length. “Show me what you can do.” he commands.

His eyes roll back instantly as you sink your mouth onto him. Hollowing your cheeks and practically sucking his soul out as you do your best to pleasure him. It’s a little uncomfortable but neither of you care. You’re happy to be fucking Megumi over in the best way possible. And Toji is just happy to be getting what he wanted.

“Demon. You’re a fuckin’ demon.” he moans. You try not to smile and focus on trying to accommodate his enormous length. Like father like son. Both of them have impressive sizes but Toji’s is the thickest you’ve ever seen in your life. If he fucks you, you’re sure he’ll ruin you. You’ll welcome it, regardless.

After around thirty minutes of driving, he stops. You’re in a totally deserted area you’ve never seen before. There’s nothing around except grass and trees. The light pollution of the city is nowhere to be seen, allowing you to see each and every beautiful star in the sky.

“Good girl, good fuckin’ girl.” he hums, still receiving the best blowjob he’s ever had in his life. “Get out, c’mon we’re gettin’ out.” he instructs. You both get out quickly slamming the doors behind you. He lifts you onto the hood of his car and your legs spread perfectly.

Black panties, again.

“Wan’ you, sir.”

His finger traces up your dripping panties. Even his impressive size would slide in easily, he thinks. He holds your head like it’s delicate, kissing you roughly as you start to hump against each other. There are intervals where one of you pulls away to breathe, to moan. Your hand moves between the two of you so that you can grip his cock and rub him. He starts to fuck into your hand. You might be a fucking idiot, but when it comes to sex you know what you’re doing.

He picks you up easily. This is what he’s been waiting for. Body folded over the hood of the car and pretty little ass in the air. Just like that night. The night he knew he had to have you.

“Fuck, your fucking panties,” he speaks, squeezing the globes of your ass with his massive hands. “You don’t know what you do to me.”

“Then do it to me, sir.” you goad him. He yanks your panties down to your ankles, spanking you so that you step out of them. Naturally, he pockets them. Unable to resist the item that had him falling for your body in the first place.

He takes his time with you. You feel him grip and spread your ass cheeks so that your pussy follows suit. The cool air hitting your slicked up folds, the breeze carrying the sound of your sticky pussy into the night sky.

“She’s so little. What a pretty pussy.”

“E-Eat it, sir. S’yours.”

“Yeah? Want me to eat you out?”

“Mhmm.” you moan, eager for him to taste you.

He drops fully to his knees, licking a teasing stripe between your lips. You gasp and he can’t help but laugh. Adorable. He can’t say it enough. You’re the cutest little thing he’s ever seen. A walking paradox with the sweetest little pussy he’s had the pleasure of tasting.

You feel his nose pressing against the rim of your ass while he licks and laves over your pussy. Your heart is pounding, and it only feels worse when he dips his tongue into your entrance. The hands that had been holding your ass cheeks reached up to grab yours. Fingers interlocking as he went to town eating you out.

It’s weirdly romantic, in a fucked up sort of way. To be holding hands so tightly with the father of your almost boyfriend. In this current moment you feel more loved and appreciated than you had with Megumi.

He hadn’t carried you home after making you cry.

He didn’t come to your house to make amends.

He isn’t eating your pussy from the back like a God damn porn star.

“’m cumming—!”

It’s like the words make him work harder. He slurps at your folds hungrier. He squeezes your hands tighter. You lift your head a little in hopes of catching a glimpse of how he looks while he’s making you cum. You make eye contact. And you feel… awkward. He’s doing such an elite job but neither of you should really be doing this. You both know it, too, deep down. It’s wrong. Beyond wrong.

But you’re both selfish, neither of you care.

“Ah—!” you gasp as he stands upright. His huge fingers sinking deep into your little hole so that he can stretch you out for him. Your eyes roll over white as you collapse back down against the hood of his car. His body weight on top of yours keeping you pressed down firmly. His chest and his sculpted muscles pushing against your back as he finger fucks you into oblivion.

“So fuckin’ wet and messy f’me. Hm? Little slut, such a good little girl with a cute little pussy all for daddy. You’re so tight on my fuckin’ fingers, hah? Feel it? Feel how tight you are around em’? Gonna break my fingers, baby. D’ya wanna cum again? Huh? Answer me.”

“Y-Yes, sir. Fuck, I wanna cum. Let me cum f’you.”

“That’s it, go on. Show me how much tighter you can get on me.” he demands.

His free hand reaches up to hold one of yours again. It’s more like he’s pinning you down, really. His hand on top of yours while your fingers are interweaved, and he continues to pummel your little sweet spot with his fingers. It’s not long before you’re cumming for him again. Dripping and making such a gorgeous, creamy mess of his hand.

He wastes no time in lining his throbbing cock up with your pussy. Eager to fully sheath himself inside of you and finally have the full understanding of what Megumi was talking about.

Your breath and your voice are stolen as he fills you completely. You’ve never felt so whole. So contempt. So fulfilled. He starts off with a slow roll of his hips, sure he’ll blow his load if he goes too fast. You’re so fucking tight, he feels like he’s claiming you for the first time.

“You sure you aren’t a virgin? Tightest pussy I’ve ever been in, sweetheart.” he says, spanking your ass and making your legs shake.

“N-No, ‘m sorry. ‘m not a virgin,” you tell him apologetically, “jus’ nobody can fuck me right.” you explain. It seems an innocent enough admission. But Toji takes it as a challenge. If you’ve never been fucked right, that ends now.

He pulls your arms behind you and pins your wrists into the small of your back. This is how he wanted you all along. Bent over the police car in your gorgeous tennis skirt with your dainty hands behind your back.

Oh, he’s going to ruin you.

He slams his hips in and out of you. Fully pulling out before thrusting all of the way back in. Your vision goes black. You’re not sure how long you were blacked out for. Seconds. Minutes. Hours. But when you finally start to come around, you hear the tell-tale grunt of your cunt being sullied with the older man’s sperm. He pulls out, slowly. And he laughs when a thick load of his kids gushes out of your pussy like a burst cream donut.

He drops to the balls of his feet to watch it drip, drop and trickle out of your cunt and down your inner thighs. You’re so tired. Exhausted, in fact. You could just fall asleep like this. Your heart begins to race as Toji grabs your legs and turns you onto your back. He smirks at how ticklish you are as he scrapes his cum from your inner thighs and leaking pussy.

“Open up.” he commands, holding his fingers near your mouth. And you do. Sucking his fingers clean and licking every last drop of his cum off of him. “How’s daddy taste?” he asks, grinning at you menacingly.

“So yummy, sir. Wan’ more.” you tell him, widening your legs for him again. Your eyelids flutter as he slowly pushes his fingers back inside of you, curling them just right and making your back arch.

“Megumi can go fuck himself. ‘m not givin’ this pussy up for no one. Who fucks you better, baby? Who fucks you right?”

“You do, sir. ‘m all yours.”

Realistically he knew it was ridiculous to choose a random girl his son’s age over his actual son. But how could he prioritise correctly when you’re splayed out so deliciously for him? He can’t get enough of your gooey, cum filled pussy. All he wants to do is fuck you until neither of you have anything left to give. He’d give it all to you. No one else is worth it. Fuck. He’s never been the settling down type. He’s got to be thinking with his cock rather than his brain right now. He can’t be in love with you, can he?

“Such a good girl f’me.” he says, “My good little slut with a pussy made’a gold. You’re mine.”

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October has arrived.

[writing-prompt-s]

The Don of the New York Mob has brought all his most trusted lackies to a party, as he believes one is a rat. Since none of them fess up to being said rat, the Don pulls out a flute, said to have once belonged to the one and only Pied Piper.

[athousandgateaux]

The language of neurodivergence only really makes sense if we understand it in a similar way as queerness – that is, as a divergence from (or non-conformity to) a supposed human norm that does not exist, rather than as a class of people whose physiology/biology makes them abnormal in relation to another class of people (neurotypicals) whose physiology/biology actually does align with the norm.

It also only makes sense if we understand the neuro part of neurodivergence/neruotypical as referring to individual psychology, clusters of behaviour, and experiences, rather than the physiology of one’s brain.

Because the reality is that very few people (I would argue no one) actually fully aligns with the supposed norm for human behaviour, psychology, or subjective experience. Similarly, no one’s brain fully aligns with the physiological norm or average for human brains, and most clusters of behaviour, psychology, and experience that mark one as neurodivergent are not exclusively tied (and often not at all related) to differences in brain physiology or chemistry. Not all people who are neurodivergent have brains that significantly differ from the supposed human norm for brain physiology/chemistry, and some people whose brains do significantly differ from that norm do not display behaviours or psychology that diverges from the human norm. Which, again, means that people are only neurodivergent in relation to a supposed human norm of behaviour and psychology, rather than in relation to an actual, material, physical “normal” person or brain. Unfortunately, most people who use the language of neurodivergence do not understand it in this way and instead use it in a way that suggests there is a class of people who do not fit into an actually existing human norm of behaviour/brain chemistry and another class of people who do perfectly align with that norm – which, again, is simply not the case.   

[storybookprincess]

about to drop literally the sickest insider knowledge you will ever receive pls use it responsibly:

are you a teenager? do you wish you had the space & resources & organization to do a thing, whether that's an anime club or a movie night or a big craft workshop or creative writing group or literally whatever? would you like to do your thing totally for free? yes?

okay, then bring it up to a librarian

seriously, teenagers are the absolute hardest group to engage at most libraries & we'll often organize programs that absolutely no one will show up to & it sucks. if you go up to a public librarian & say "hey, some friends & i want to do this thing. does that sound like a feasible teen program for the library?" most people will move heaven & earth to pull it off for you because we know there's an interest in our community. we will go balls to the freaking wall to make it happen

do you want a cosplay contest? a video game tournament? a free escape room? bring it up to the library. it's not a burden or an annoyance at all. it'll be like christmas came early for us

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[libraryogre]

It is, in a way, a favor to us.

Mosy.public librarians have programming requirements... we are supposed to offer a certain a number of programs. It looks good to have attendance at them. So, if you have a group who wants to get together and needs a space, check with a librarian.

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[stellerfly]

"ai is making it so everyone can make art" Everyone can make art dipshit it came free with your fucking humanity

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