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#Thanks Josh
aiweirdness · 5 months
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Endless Jingling
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trjslimeball · 7 months
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i can wednesday now thank you josh i love you
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rhynerd · 10 months
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Ahoy! It is time for a somewhat more on-schedule episode of Vex's Mechs and Memes. I have taken all but one other of @vexwerewolf's very excellent memes about the mechs of Lancer and voiced them like I'm Dave's Spokesman from LoadingReadyRun.
For what I believe is #27 out of 28 (at time of writing), I am going to present the one that probably served as the prologue for a level in Viscera Cleanup Detail. The Caliban!
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I hope you enjoy! Also, three things of note: 1. I might not be able to get an episode in next week 2. The next episode will not be the last 3. You have the power to determine what the next episode will be through this poll
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hearty-an0n · 26 days
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great stick by jack st ivany.
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kels-gvf · 1 year
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I feel sick
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streamsofstardust · 2 years
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back with another meme for y'all
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josh the oboeman is the only one allowed to text me 😤
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aclockworkqueer · 10 months
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Medival themed Drag Queen named Serves Cuntalot
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bizarrelittlemew · 10 months
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NEW OFMD S2 BTS OF ED (source)
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demonbarbers · 10 months
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they’re so silly. they killed 70 people.
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ef-1 · 3 months
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https://x.com/bayarealeclerc/status/1755842900548800634?s=61&t=cIi6YPpJhzzbQkN0XsM-bw
There’s a floor view of the Dosh lift…
🚨🚨🚨🚑 people died ‼️
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othercrossee · 2 years
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Genuinely really happy for all the gay carat being excited about joshs cover, guys guys.....we are holding hands rn im so happy
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diningchairs · 20 days
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JESUS CHRIST
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companionjones · 6 months
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Thank You
Pairing: Mike Schmidt x FemPresenting!Reader
Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy's (Movie)
Summary: You're Abby's babysitter. Mike comes home one night. Things ensue.
Warnings: SMUT, Cursing, Mommy kink, Choking kink, a smidgen of spit kink, enjoy
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He would really only ever say those two words to you. You were a light sleeper, so him opening the door would always wake you. Once he noticed that you were awake, he would bid you "Thank you," and you would leave.
That night, however, when he came home, he walked straight over to the dining room table and set down his things without uttering a word. He leaned on the piece of furniture and his head dipped down, seemingly in defeat.
"I still can't pay you," he informed, his voice strained. Something told you he was holding back tears.
It wasn't much, but at least it wasn't two words. "What made you think I was ever in this for the money?"
"Then why would you do this?!" Mike suddenly turned to you and whisper-yelled. You knew he didn't want to wake up his sister.
In response to him taking out his frustration on you, you just tilted your head. You had the most sympathetic look on your face. You didn't say any words, you merely walked over to him.
Mike tried backing away from you, but he ran into the table.
You simply put your hands on his arms. Your face was serene.
He could scarcely breathe.
"Why do you think I do this?"
You leaned in, but , surprisingly, Mike met you halfway. He seemed so eager to finally kiss you.
The two of you stood there for some time, making out in the dimly lit main room of the Schmidt residence. You wrapped your arms around his neck while Mike's hands held a white-knuckle grip on the table.
It didn't surprise you when Mike pulled back. "We-we shouldn't be doing this."
"Why's that?"
"Because Abby's asleep right down the hall!" he whispered, "Plus, you're like-like my-"
You raised your eyebrows at him. "Your what? Employee? We've just established that you don't pay me, so I think we're good on that front, and as for your sister..." you paused and leaned in close to his ear.
Mike had a sharp intake of breath as you did that.
"I guess we'll just need to be quiet, huh?"
With that, you took him by the hand and started leading him back to his bedroom. Mike followed you like the good boy he was.
In no time, you had Mike stripped down and in bed with you seated on top of him, naked as well.
There was a sound, and Mike shot up, thinking it was his sister.
"It was just the house settling, okay?" You looked at him with dreamy eyes. "Relax."
Slowly, Mike nodded and laid back down.
"You ready?"
Again, all you got was a nod.
"I'm going to need a bit more than that, if we're going to do this," you only half-joked.
Surprising you, Mike felt up your legs as his eyes slowly trailed up your body. "I want you...so bad." He announced every word with emphasis.
You gave a breathy chuckle at his compliance, lifted yourself, then lowered yourself down on his hard length.
While you just sighed, Mike whimpered, the quiet sound getting loudest when you fully sat on him. He took handfuls of your thighs for support.
"Remember what we said about the volume?" you teased.
"Sorry." The words came out strained as his eyelids were shut.
"Ah, ah, ah." You gave a light slap to his cheek. "Be a good boy and keep your eyes on Mommy."
"Fuck," Mike gasped. You also felt his cock jump at your words.
Smirking at his reaction, you leaned over him and started slightly riding his dick. "What? You like that?"
"Oh, god." Mike's body tensed as you started to ride him and struggled to keep his eyes open.
"You like me calling you good boy? Or was it the part about...Mommy?"
"Mommy!" Mike shuddered as your hole squeezed him.
"That's my good boy," you smiled. You took some time to enjoy the ride yourself as you placed your hands on your feet and leaned back. Some time later, you returned your posture to find that Michael's eyes had slid shut again. "What did I say?" You fell forward and caught yourself with one hand on the bed and the other around Mike's throat.
The shock surely opened his eyes for good. "Sorry! I'm sorry...sorry...sorry."
"You better be," you spat. Quite literally. Into his mouth. Well, most of it the corner of his mouth.
That didn't seem to matter to Mike. He licked the remaining spit into his mouth while keeping full eye contact with you.
"Good boy..." you smirked again, and, with one final squeeze, started to let go of Mike's throat.
However, he disagreed with that action. "No!" he whisper-yelled, and grabbed your wrist to keep you in place. "I-fuck-I love this."
Your smirk grew teeth as you smiled down at Michael Schmidt, submissive and pliant to your touch.
"Shit. I think I'm...close," Mike informed between breaths.
You raised an eyebrow. "Well then, you'll have to hold on 'cause I'm not there yet. Anything you want to do about that?"
Those words had Mike frantically nodding. Suddenly, he was rolling on top of you. You took your hand off his neck. Mike was determined to get you to cum before he did, and my god was he good.
Your eyes lulled back as he pounded into you. Another smile appeared on your lips. When you returned to look at him, you realized Mike had kept his gaze steady on you the whole time. Quickly, however, his facade broke and his head fell down onto your shoulder. "Mommy..." he whined out.
You decided to forgive the transgression as you threaded fingers into his hair and whispered into his ear. "I'm close now, too, baby."
That seemed to renew his vigor because he moved to face you again. Mike also put your hand back around his throat.
You squeezed him for good measure. Up top and down under. His reaction got you to smile, but that smile faded as you felt the pressure building up inside you. You flipped you and Mike so you were back on top.
There, you kept your faces close, but launched your head back when you came. Eventually, you fell back down onto Mike's shoulder. You stayed like that for a moment until--
"Mom-my-?" came the broken up voice of Mike.
"Did Mommy forget to let her good boy cum?" You returned to your spot above him.
Again, Mike was nodding frantically.
You leaned back down to whisper in his ear, "Go ahead. You've more than earned it."
Immediately, Mike sped up his thrusts. His breathing got faster, too. He grabbed your arm that was supporting your weight, and your wrist whose hand was squeezing his neck and Mike came with a shout. Both you and Mike covered his mouth after the loud sound. He thrusted a few more times into you as he completed his orgasm.
You and Mike stayed still for a minute or so after that; half relishing in the post-sex atmosphere, and half praying that Abby didn't walk in.
Thank god, she didn't.
So, you pulled off of Mike, and the two of you got yourselves cleaned up.
"You can stay, if you want to," Mike offered, standing next to his bed.
You walked up to him, put your hand on his chest, and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "I would love that."
Somehow, the two of you made it work on Mike's twin bed. You were halfway on top of him, but you weren't complaining.
Finally, as you and Mike were falling asleep, you heard two words, mumbled out by Mike, "Thank you."
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Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it. I would also really appreciate a comment, if you have the time. If you would like to read more, check out my masterlist. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you! <3 <3 <3
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aweina · 6 months
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i’m OBSESSED with brat tamer! mike!!! chocolate lipstick had me SCREAMING
i know a lot of people hc him as submissive which yes we <3 submissive men but also just the thought of him being so out of control of his own life that taking control of you makes him feel secure. just like the thought of you whining and bratting when he’s so tired and exhausted and so the only feasible thing for him to do is put you back into your place.
i love mike schmidt
i melted while reading this bc you’re absolutely correct (*_ _)人
cw slight degradation
everything around mike is so out of his grasp, and when he met you he suddenly felt the urge to control. it’s mostly out of concern for your wellbeing, like he would do with his own sister. but even with abby, he couldn’t seem to keep up with her spontaneous behavior. then he realizes how easy you are to be bossed around, despite your cute little pouting and the insults you throw at him — he can shut you up in a matter of seconds.
adding to the chocolate lipstick lore, he’s just so exhausted doing his boring job. like doing laps around the mall periodically, getting asked such mundane questions like directions to particular stores, or even monitoring the security cameras with one eye open because nothing ever interesting happens. your recent recruitment alongside him made mike despise you because of how bratty you are, especially when he has to take your workload.
to cope, mike basically lectures you and calls you mean names. he harshly pinches your cheek when you’re spewing out curses when the monitors aren’t working. he calls you a “fucking idiot” when you manage to lose your walkie-talkie after he’s been calling you for the past ten minutes. he’s tired of your shit, but he really does love being mean to you. your expressive anger and whiny little voice just makes him look forward to going to work everyday.
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nartothelar · 1 year
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he forgot to eat his chicken nuggies
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