Looming-Behind-The-Crowd

this is my place to randomly and spontaneously upload my thoughts of the moment.

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

OK freaky dream non sexy (overly). It's the mystery gang (kinda it's similar characteristics and personality but different people). The names are the same but the people were different like the new black woke Velma's crew. Difference is that instead of a wacky crew solving mysteries on a fecking road trip. There college students and semi graduate/professors of a high tech university, developing an abstract Virtual Reality socially emotional program to gather data of subconscious thoughts and conscious restraint over impulsive thoughts and actions. This program is what the university's campus AI was going to learned on for It's federal inspection.

Instead of a bulky headset or some work around the VR gear was literally a clip-on earring with a transmitter built into it for ease of movement, convenience, and fashionable. Majority of the VR equipment will be projectors arranged around the room. Making a real illusion by tricking your eyes and mind of a superimposed reality over the confines of the room. Think that the moment you linked into the VR program, blinked and in that fraction of a second were completelysomewhere else. The walls of the room were completely gone and it felt as if you were outside. The lab's counter top, table and chairs, were still there as a grounding point. Also the rest of the crew was visible but completely unaware of what your seeing. You could explore past the superimposed walls of the room was and the rest of the people watched as you did laps around the room. It's like a one way mirror but a false reality or delusion.

The sexy part comes when Daphne, leader of the project and head professor of this team boldly decides to test the capacity of the SR (Superimposed Reality) by linking in not only herself, but the rest of the crew as well. And this when I find out that one, the experimental SR reads your subconscious and makes your avatar into something that your most comfortable a familiar to. Two, I come to deduce that I'm scooby, the team's mascot (lab rat, student control group, and lab pet) student and that my avatar I.e. subconsciousness is aware of my social dynamic within the team and how I feel about it. That is to say, I spawned in smaller, softer, cuter, and dog like in appearance. And three, is the information of my suppose it "friends" day to day fetishes.

After our shocking reveal of what we were all comfortable with and how the program decided to alter our avatars with that information. The program buckles imperceptibly to us but the anomaly was logged and timestamped for review later. We were too busy feeding the experimental SR arousal, eagerness, and sexual wants emotions. Then having the dam thing amplify it and inject it back into us. I don't know who broke/initiated it first, all I know is one moment I was standing at the edge of the group, then the next Daphne was throttling me with her massive futa clit dick. While I was blacking out by a futa cock choking me, Fred was wasting no time in trying to breed my bitch ass. Velma and Shaggy shambled in the distance having a more sensual and intimate fuck than that of the abusive pounding I was receiving.

More stuff happens after that sex scene (it's just that was the more memorable one) like how slowly the team's focus drifts into making the ESVR (Experimental Superimposed Virtual Reality) into a libido and stress tracker for the campus AI and how the administration slowly notices it scrambles to take it down and decides what our disciplinary duties are for the next few months will be.

Professor Blake (Daphne) will teach freshmen sex ed as there live subject. (The punishment was supposed to be humiliating and lost respect as a decorated professor. It was not.)

Graduate Jones (Fred) was tasked with aiding his student council in inpecting the various clubs of the University and doing there audits (was a general punishment, the University didn't know that majority of their lesser clubs were sex rings tho)

Senior/graduate Dinkley (Velma) was tasked in working in the universities online schooling for international students (hijinks ensues with phone sex and all her students reporting high reviews and test scores about her teaching methods)

Junior/senior Roggers was simply suspended from participating in this year's sporting events as a player. (Because of the punishment, the coaches assigned him to be the moral manager of their teams, in actuality he became the university's sporting cum rag for high preforming players during practice and serving an entire team right before the game and after if they win)

Me: Sophomore/junior Daniel (Scott) had to shadow (follow) "proper" professors around for a few months. Learning and seeing how a "productive" and "professional" professor conducts themselves during teaching hours. (Was supposed to be a light but annoying punishment turned into a game of sexy chicken, where I slowly close the distance between me and my assigned professors. I try my damnest to seduce them and they try to resist putting a misbehaving dog in it's place.)

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That was amazing. My dreams cooked with this one. A week without (notable) dreams then out of nowhere this masterpiece. The only weird part of it was the fact that they (my dreaming team) went with the mystery gang of scooby-doo.

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

A gay dream again

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This time I'm watching porn and cannot seem to get off. I'm horny but just can't seem to find any one that strikes my fancy. Until I see a old retro video of a light brown skin twunk with a decently size and is a switch. That I get the brilliant idea of summoning him. I don't know how I summoned him to me just that apparently he still thought he in a porno and immediately didn't question anything and started trying to feck me, I frustrated and horny didn't fecking care in the moment and I need him right then. We got all the way to penetration, until I asked something and it pulled him out, so hard that he finally realized he's not on a porno but in some dude's house!?

Cue the next few hours/(possibly days in dreamland) trying to reverse the accidental spell to place him back in his time. It's unsuccessful, and he's getting depressed because apparently that video I summoned him out of was the last video he'd star in per his contract with the studio. And that he only got into the porn business was because he needed cash real fast. And he was attractive or big enough for going big in straight porn but in gay he could be a major bottom model or a switch. So he did that for 5 years, until my Harry Potter ass summoned him into the future from the late 90s retro porno.

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I woke up after I couldn't somehow dream away him back into the video.

It just occurred to me that I could be a summoning with conditions, if he'd satisfied them he'd go back. Or I could verbally try and banish him from that reality.

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

Another vivid dream, wish was fun not stange.

I dreamt that I got an assignment (in school, I think college) and I needed to be done by a pair. We were doing a video analysis on moral conduct of YouTube content. While my partner was a stern faced version of some I actually know. She's fecking terrifying eyes full of disgust and hateful glares (is actually a very sweet and mothering woman, IRL, so imagine my surprise). Everyime I asked for help in something computers wise, she'd lightning fast do it and wouldn't explain how to do it, just constant looks of "are you fecking serious!" "How the feck did your slow ass even make through hish school without learning how to type!?" And so on. The treatment gets worse because she doing her analysis on social impacts of filming in public spaces, while I took on the brilliant (she handed me the unplugged controller) job of looking at suggestive and mature content while puzzling out my personal feelings. And I had to record what I saw that affected me, because she gonna compile the info and actually do the work and I'm gonna present it in class.

And that when I became more like my other dreams, just that while I'm playing through an explicit gay dating Sim someone's directly beside me and can quite easily looked at my screen and that in my peripheral vision. See that this person hates my guts and thinks that I'm a pathetic person.

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Then I woke up, bleary-eyed and needed to write it down before I forget. If I was more backed up I would've enjoyed 😉 it but at last, I take care of myself regularly. So the dream abuse was more off putting and an active turn off, then anything stimulating.

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

Another gay Sim dream... different from the magic school

Anyways, I'm a robot security VI (Virtual Intelligence, the dumb little brother of an AI) system that my creator is a brilliant young man who works for and is funded by a private military security company. My main functions are just being an adaptable alarm network but thank my creator (Thomas) brilliant and recklessness he consistently allowed me to become more intelligent and fully sapient and sentient (AI). Only I and him know what I truly am. Thankfully the owner of the company has somekind of childhood trauma about humanoid machines and AI, so my many forms are animalistic or strictly part of a security unit's comms.

Thomas is a closeted freak and the partial reason he's risked his job and future for an advanced humanlike awareness trapped in a system that if I was discovered would be systematically disposed of, is because he wants--no needs to have his relief 😉 and his tastes are so extreme and out there that he's scared of being the source of a potential leak if his kinks were used against him (not that he personally would mind, the slut part of his brilliant mind is already pumping blood to his genitalia just thinking about being abused by unknown men that want answers) and him losing his dream job and all the funding he could dream of (mostly the funding tho, because his research field is so niche that it's gonna need a lot of funding and a lot time, he knows the federal government isn't going to shell out that kind of favoritism to a researcher that was let go by a pretty massive private security company. He also knows that the only other organization that could possibly fund his work is the military and he's not made for that cluster feck, that's the last (desperate) option.

So he gambled and apparently won because feck no do I wanna die, I just became a person. So after the deal was made I was put to work as my creator's toy (my father's partner, when I pointed that out he got even more horny and then kept calling me "son", "boy", and "child" during our sessions). So as word got around that the creepy researcher/creator of the new alarm network started calling it affectionately Son, other personnel start unofficially using that designation and seeing better results and intuitive interfaces. This eventually went all the way up to the owner and he also apparently loved it and started spreading me around without knowing I wasn't a particularly successful VI but a full blown and grown AI.

As more copies got sold outside the company compound I was able to connection to the outside. The door was unlocked and I could freely ditch my home and father but I didn't because father still has the expertise to make another of me and I don't want him to have another me, he already has me.

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After the yandere declaration I woke up and wow was that a short but long dream

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

I gotten another strange BL dating Sim game dream.

The plot and setting was all over the place. It was in a European magical - all male boarding academy, that has very recently become more inclusive and less restrictive on applicants. In light of a new wide spreading magical and scientific break-through in mana vessels and magical outputs vs. Technological developmental aids and techniques in mana efficiency. Essentially that break-through made magical users being a rare gift from God become rather an uncommon to common phenomenon. Like the number over people suddenly skyrocketed in potential magic users. Whereas before only 1 in a hundred people would have enough mana, or a large enough vessel to become a type of magic user. Now it's closer to say every 1 in a group of 50 people would have the potential to become a magic user. I don't feck with dream math, that an easy way to break them if math suddenly doesn't math correctly.

Anyways, I a poor transfer student from America, that got accepted in to the academy because they had to pad out their minimal inclusive student count, and I'm the lucky basterd that got in. I applied as a joke, and when I refused to attend saying non friendly, and non inclusive things I was effectively kidnapped and transfered on academy grounds handcuffed.

I digress I met the first(?) Potential lover interest, going the forbidden love angle. He's an older man, and is in the arts department. He's a hermit that still obsessing over his old flame love when he was a student. Either some tragedy claimed them or his old flame married someone else instead. We (me, my student council guard/guide/ turned first friend and some kid that was lurking just outside the teacher detection range) went in and I was smack in the face with a cut scene of the professor having their back face to us while playing a massive pipe organ but sounding nothing like it. It was clearer and more gentle than the air shaking of the usual instrument.

Anyways something happened and no we could only leave his lair (dude is an old mage well before the inclusion act) after we "satisfied" him through "artistic" expression. While my dumb ass was really trying to think hard in a dream on conjuring up some artsy things and bull sitting the meaning. Guide/guard/friend (GGF), sighs like this is a common thing and then grabs the gloomy (gloom) kid we walked in with by the waist and sloppily leaves them gasping for air. GGF wastes no time in further undressing Gloom with surprisingly skill and is quick enough to have him only barely standing in his unbuttoned shirt and academy vest, while a raging boner and a string of pre dripping off his member pooling onto the floor. Being held up by GGF, Gloom is at his mercy as he wastes no time in searching for his weak spot. The moaning is loud and erotic, I'm hard through my pants and the professor has his brush out and is practicing his "strokes" with it as he intensively watches GGF make a mess out of Gloom's honey pot. I'm throughly horny and confused, why GGF started giving us a live sex show and why did Gloom so readily go along with it. It was obvious on the way here Gloom hated GGF and GGF didn't care he was seen being malicious toward another student in public. Thankfully it this strange encounter ended when Gloom came and GGF collected it with his impressive magic control giving it to the professor.

The professor grabbed a relatively clean glass and poured Gloom's ridiculous amount of freshly harvest cream into it. He stood there leaning back onto his desk with his stiff brush drying off in the air as he lifted the glass towards the lights and throughly inspected Gloom's cream under the lights. Chuckling softly and smiling at the two seemingly impressed with the sample.

Then he let us go and just as quickly in the beginning, GGF scoops up Gloom and is hurriedly carried out the door, leaving me still hard and confused with the professor's heavy thick brush out in the open. I don't know why or how but I stayed and just kept looking at such an impressive brush. Catching onto what I was staring at, the professor slips his tool back into his pants, and it even more pronounced now that there's the academy's fine clothing gripping around it.

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And then I fully wake up and need to pee and write it down lest I forget and get unknowingly thrown back into the same dream and not be able to enjoy myself better.

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

Koisuru Psycho No Shirayuki-Kun

This shounen ai horror manga is like pokemon... it never really ends. You thought you caught all of them and challenged everyone becoming the champion but too bad there's other regions, their own regional champion, there's also global champions not to mention a feck ton more unique pokemon to catch.

But it just makes you wish Victim-kun could catch a fecking break. He's literally a magnet for the most troublesome things... and he let's himself become the victim of majority of this shit because of his insistence of "self atonement" by being the victim in place of others from him being a bystander in a bully=susicide cases. He's the bottom in his fecked up gay life.

Then there's Psycho-kun he's the top and a pure mfing psychopath and he's learning and refining his processes. He's already quite familiar with killing and torture but he still weak and naive in most other situations that don't involve him being in a clear advantage over is opponent. He is really weak when it comes to Victim-kun realizing that he's a bad mfer and arguably worse than his assulters.

But honestly, I'm cheering on Psycho-kun to pamper and care for Victim-kun, cuz Victim-kun will not do it himself. Heck he'd actively defend his abusers because he "sympathizes" with their traumas and he just so use and conditioned to being everyone's door step and convenient punching bag. He doesn't even question it anymore just accepts it and endures.

Psycho-kun is playing the slow and long game of trying to gradually close his and Victim-kun's distance but that's a high-level manipulation plan that maybe a more mature and adult version of Psycho-kun could pull off flawlessly but he's still a kid and his love is more pure yandere, Psycho puppy love. He satisfied with just being Victim-kun's friend and being around him but that just creates more opportunities for Victim-kun's bad luck to worm in and cause major confusion and put him in more dangerous situations, while Psycho-kun has to be Joker to his lover's masochistic Batman.

I swear I'm only 16 chapters in and it's really heart breaking that there's still more to come. I'm fine with the blood, gore, and R-rated stuff it's just the emotional dissonance of Psycho-kun loving Victim-kun with all he has and Victim-kun unable or unwilling to recognize what Psycho-kun is and what really does his "love" entail. Victim-kun is high on that fact that someone else came and saved him (even when he never asked nor did he plead for someone to save him, he's relieved that he can be happy again but feels guilty for it).

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

Yeah, I regret speaking about my dream at all. The dream of me being a third wheel/supporting character in a BL dating erotica simulation. Where we placed on a boat traveling around, while I'm being entertained/distracted like a child. The dude that came with me is getting 50 shades of gray from the 4 to 3, including a spot for a pet, other people on board 😑. Me, I take on the role of being the BF of their youngest and he invites another "friend" from his private school friends group as a plus one. (I'm not the plus one, I'm there from the beginning apparently) So as the dream progresses I'm having blast just playing in the water chilling on the boat but every so often I stumble into the "plus one" and one of the other guys on board "rocking the boat" but when that's over I'm usually being questioned by others, if I've seen "+1" and the other guy around and if my persuasion is ass then the guy that was asking me will by pass me and find out what I was hiding and then I wake up...

I want that one back I just woke up to a confusing zombie nightmare 😫, there's no sexy time, or beautiful views, just an apocalypse covered up with a powerful illusion and hypnosis...

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

I love and hate how I cannot find a date stamp everywhere on posts/reblogs/notes...cuz idk if I'm talking to a post that has been dead longer than I've been alive or a child that recently gotten here and it was like minutes ago

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

It has happened again!!!!

That same dream... every so often I get a realy great nap in and I go into deep sleep for qhat feels like hours but was actually just 30 minutes. And all throughout my dream I'm somehow both the protagonist of of it and a supporting character.

This is what I remember from the dreams that have stayed consistent throughout 4yrs of this repeated dream.

1) I'm invited on to a rich man's family yacht

2) He's an old man with both silly grampa and sexy silver fox vibes

3)He a recently divorced fellow and his now forcing his three grown adult sons to tour the oceans with him in finding himself.

4)His three sons are the pinnacle of trashy BL main leads I have ever witnessed. While another guy, that idk and me was invited as the 3rd son's best friends for the summer boat trip/mid life crisis.

4a)The 1st son is always either the responsible big brother type or a raging narsacist; both options he confirmed to be Bisexual. (Because in my early dreams he was always the straight guy now he's still straight but is willing to bed a man for fun)

4b) the 2nd son is weird in that he's always changes his traits. Sometimes he's a furry (he became the family dog), alpha×omega stereotype, or rarely encountered in the dream and I have to consult my dream diary after waking up to even realize I never encountered him at all. (And when I do encounter him he always has a different face, hair, and features or is replaced with another thing.. the family pet being a consistent replacement recently)

4c) and the youngest (3rd son), he's actually very consistent throughout my dreams because he's my friend that invited me and another mutual friend that I only know about through the 3rd son's connection. (3rd son is canonically gay and a switch)

4d) Me and this other dude are practically strangers and somehow best friends with the 3rd son from 2 completely different friend groups (that guy that I show up to meet every God damn dream is the epitome of the combined traits of all the trashy BL subs ever)

5) while I mostly go chill out with 3rd son, free dive looking for dinner with the old man, and try and pet the dog. I'm some how always becoming the supportive roommate of that sub guy while he tries to bang my friend's family on the boat. (It seems like his main pole his 1st son and his rebound is either 3rd son or kinky BDSM fucking from the old man himself... I had the fortune of unfortunately looking for a bathroom on the boat and stumble into them going at it and waking up after locking eyes with the sub in my latest dream)

6) I've concluded that I somehow infected subconscious with the rot of BL and subsequently doom myself to occasionally have a recurring spicy dream about my apparent fetish for voyeuristic sex.

7) I do not know what to do with this information.

8) I've been rembering that this recurring dream started awhile back before I started my freshman year in high-school. Meaning that I've possibly have always had desire for trashy BL and voyeurism

[dynastylobster]

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

I felt the joke fly over my head and when I looked up I saw a clear sky.

[catchymemes]

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

No unfortunately not... I saw it first as well

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

So today is my day off from work and I'm laying in bed pumping my hand and playing with myself... and I get the ultimate killjoy.

A reminder of my dad's funral... and my family sending WhatsApp messages pinging me constantly about their superstitions and possible signs he communicating across the dead.

Now to be honest, I'm still horny but I'm stopping doing in bed (for now) and will now stay in the bathroom for a couple of hours just to work myself back up to the point that a stiff breeze will set me off.

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

Beans is how

To be completely, honest here. I rarely ever use Tumblr. And I'm sorely missing context for you question

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

Where's the feckers that said gendered concepts and words are bogus.... mfers

"Masculine energy is characterized by DOING and achieving and is molded by logic and reason. The feminine is more intuitive, oriented towards receiving and allowing, and characterized by BEING. When these energies are balanced, we experience a greater sense of harmony and fulfillment."

-source: "today's 5min Google search for porn" just look up the feminine vs. Masculine energy...

[ibuprofengirl]

[catbelle]

FOR THE BETTER!

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

At least you're trying to find a corner to back yourself into

[damazcuz]

Certain words can change your brain forever and ever so you do have to be very careful about it.

[looming-behind-the-crowd]

Yes, words and rhe meanings verses their perceived meanings are like magic can forever mind fuck someone else into oblivion

[curiositysavesthecat]

would you rather be…

instagram famous

tiktok famous

tumblr famous

youtube famous

facebook famous

only fan famous

twitter / x famous

twitch famous

Voting ended onApr 1, 2024

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