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#covid crazy
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“It’s an inexcusable, historic set of decisions with lasting consequences both in soft cultural terms and harder economic ones. A $31 trillion loss is the loss of GDP exclusively from school closures. That doesn’t even account for the loss of business income, the years-long setback in terms of new business, or the loss of GDP from adults who gave up on career plans or other pursuits out of despair or lack of opportunity.” (We are seeing the cost of lies, more lies, a yet more lies by lying government officials—none of whom will ever be held accountable for their crimes against our nation.)
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If Tessa offered a class in how not to feel shame or embarrassment, I would sign up. This is mostly in reference to the cat costume for Buick.
i was so traumatized by the ad i had to burn my phone, but the costume does need addressing.
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what the fuck was anyone on set or at buick thinking????
is she leaning into the furry fandom or is it a zoobilee zoo cosplay thing?
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averageludwig · 20 days
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some..... priest solly and vampire demoman stuf...... runs away in embarrassment
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girljeremystrong · 4 months
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"He knew Marner would find him."
TOR @ CBJ - 12.23.23
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sunnyyangie · 5 months
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NSFW MDNI!
kinkmas day one!! hate sex
theo x f. reader
warnings: coworker!theo, mean!dom!theo, big dick! theo, degradation and name calling, dumbification, praise, unprotected sex (dont do this yall), enemies to ?? fuck buddies?? lovers?? who knows.
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“i’m sick of your shit, taeyang.” you nearly yell at him. seeing the way he scoffs only pisses you off more. “you act like you’re my boss when i’ve been here longer than you! just because all the girls here love you for some fucking reason, doesn’t mean you’re better than me.”
you two were the only people left, both working on after hours duties. it was promotion era and you two were the top contenders. taeyang had joined the company just a few months after you, and you had even trained him. you got along okay with him at first, but when he basically dropped you once your coworkers and boss started showing favoritism, you nearly lost your shit.
“and just because you’re a kiss ass to the boss, doesn’t mean you’ll get promoted either. you’re just jealous that i have a better chance than you.”
you groan, “seriously, just shut the fuck up. i already have a headache and you make it so much worse. i can’t stand you.”
you turn to walk back to your cubicle until, “then why do you look at me like you want me?”
“what?” you stare at him dumbfounded.
“don’t act dumb, i’ve seen the way you watch me when i work. how you roll your ways when other girls talk to me. when you blush hearing my voice. and the way you’re squeezing your legs together right now.” he trails off, slowly walking closer to you.
you can only shake your head with your jaw slightly dropped, shocked he would even notice any of that.
he smiles as he stands in front of you, his hand lifting to under your chin, closing your mouth. “what’s the matter, baby? cat got your tongue?” he leans in and you close the gap, lips moving against each other. his soft, plump lips feel heavenly on your own as you whine into his mouth.
he pulls away and chuckles, wiping your bottom lip as you look up at him. “you’re hot when you’re mad.”
you furrow your eyebrows, mad at the way you’re caving in for him. “i hate you.”
“then get back to work if you hate me so much.” taeyang challenges you, looking into your eyes. it’s hard to read his expression but you know that he wants you and you want him, and he knows too.
you grab his tie and pull him down for another kiss. he easily slids his tongue into your mouth, your hands make their way to his long hair. his arms wrapped around your waist and he slowly walks you backwards to his desk. “just fuck me already, taeyang.” you breathe against his lips, a small strand of saliva connecting you two. your hands drop to tug on the waistband of his pants, starting to undo his button and zipper.
“shit.” he groans, returning the favor on your own. after he helps you out of your pants, he starts unbuttoning your blouse and nipping at your neck. you throw your head back and squeal at the light pain. “sound so pretty, y/n. wanna hear you like this more.”
you shrug off your shirt, finally leaving you in just your underwear. feeling the way his hands drag across your body makes you grab his arms for support. he spins you around and pushes you down so you’re bent over, chest laying on his desk. you’re dizzy with his roughness until you realize why you’re in this position. “jesus, dude, chill.”
taeyang chuckles and grabs your ass, squeezing and spreading. “says the girl that was cussing me out and is now bent over for me.” he lifts your leg to place it on the desk, now fully exposed for him. “gonna make you my good little slut.”
you whine and clench around air, needing to be filled up more than ever. “can you just hurry.” trying to keep your mean composure.
he lands a smack on your ass, “drop the fucking attitude before i leave you here like a bitch in heat.”
you whine out curses as he slowly sinks into your hole. “you’re so big, taeyang, shit.” it nearly feels like he’s splitting you open.
“just relax, angel.” his hands that grip your waist slightly rub your body to get you to not be so tense.
you take deep breathes and close your eyes as his dick finally kisses your cervix. “holy fuck, tae!” you grab the edge of his desk, crumbling a few papers in the process. “so big. fuck. and deep. fillin’ me up.”
“tae..” he notices the nickname. “cute.” as he completely slids out. you turn and reach back to grab at him, upset.
taeyang grips your wrist and puts in back on the desk, holding it there as he presses back into you. you drop your head. “so tight, baby. gonna ruin you.” he groans, keeping a stable slow pace of his thrusts.
all you can do is whine with the way your walls wrap around his cock, feeling every vein and twitch.
taeyang coos at you, “little y/n can’t even speak anymore, hm? just thinking about how good my cock makes you feel?” he snaps his hips against yours which causes his balls to slap against your clit, making you nearly scream. “where’s your attitude now, princess? huh?”
your eyes squeeze shut and a tear runs down your cheek. you mumble his name breathlessly, slightly overwhelmed.
“are you okay? do you wanna stop?” he asks, worry in his voice.
“i’m okay, i can continue. thank you, though.” you try to catch your breath. “jus’ so big. feels unreal.”
you can hear the smile in his voice when he says “here, c’mon.” he gently slides out and lifts your upper body up, slowly spinning you around to face him and laying you onto the desk again. taeyang spreads your knees apart and you watch as he lines himself back up with your hole, his tip diving in and out. he then slides his dick against your clit, slowly thrusting on the small button of nerves.
you crumble another paper when you try to find something to hold on to. “fuck me like you’re mad at me. i don’t got all night.” you mumble.
taeyang rolls his eyes and shoves his thumb into your mouth. “whiny baby, no wonder our coworkers prefer me. all you do is complain.” he finally slides his cock back into you and you nearly bite his thumb. “gonna fuck you dumb now so you don’t talk shit anymore.”
he starts a hard pace. he removes his thumb from you mouth and smears your saliva against your lips and cheek. “so nasty, babe. lemme hear you.”
each thrust and the sound of your bodies connecting makes you sound like you have pornographic moans, this situation turning you on way too much.
“fucking hot, you know i’ve wanted this since i started, right?” he confesses, picking up his pace. “dreaming of fucking you against my desk for months. feeling the way you would cream around my cock. how your moans would sound, fuck.” one of his hands grabs your hips while the other pushes your knee farther to spread even more.
your chest is heaving, trying to breathe normally but everything just feels so good. yet his confession confuses you, and you slightly wonder why he would basically drop you for all your other coworkers. “oh, so you’ve wanted this but never had the fucking balls to do something about it? so you go and flirt with others and are trying to steal my job?”
his hard eyes stare into your own, making you feel so small. taeyang grunts, continuing his movements. “well, sweetheart, ‘s not stealing if i’m the one who is rightfully getting promoted. maybe if you weren’t so hard headed..” he trails off, bringing a hand up to pat your head.
you scoff and slap it away, but he quickly grabs your hand and pins it down on the desk. his eye contact and silence worries you as he thrusts into you harder and faster than before.
his other hand slides down to your clit, and as soon as he starts rubbing, you snap and feel the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had wash over you. taeyang continues to fuck you through it, your body twitching and constant whining.
you begin to feel overstimulated before he grunts and asks, “where do you want me?” as he pets your head and slows his motions.
“here, help me up.” taeyang does as told and you sink to your knees, looking up with innocent eyes.
“oh, shit, baby.” he moans out.
you open your mouth and stick out your tongue. taeyang slaps his dick on it a few times before pushing in. heavy on your tongue, you bob your head and use one hand to jerk him off and the other cupping his balls.
taeyang has both hands on the back of your head, helping him to reach the back of your throat; you nearly gag, moaning around his length. “sound so much better choking on my cock, not talking back” he groans. “shit, you ready?”
you moan to acknowledge him, and he immediately starts cumming down your throat. his dick twitches in your mouth, and when it gets to be too much, you pull off of him. you slightly squeeze his base and one last string of cum drops onto your chin and falls down to your chest.
after a moment of catching your breaths, he takes a few steps to a nearby desk to grab a box of tissues. he drops down to clean you up. “did so good for me. wanna come back to my place?” he suddenly asks.
you’re taken aback by his confidence and bluntness. “we have work in the morning..”
“so? i want you.” he helps you put your clothes back on and he fixes his own.
“oh.. okay. yeah.” you hesitantly agree, already thinking about what round two would look like.
“let’s go, we’ve been here long enough.” he packs his back and cleans up his area, shoving the papers into his drawers. he smirks, “and also, i’m still getting that promotion, by the way.”
“oh fuck off, taeyang.”
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sofr1to · 1 year
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the landslide bring you down
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therealdistortion · 2 months
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Thinking about the “looking up the same wings of fire memes on google cause I didn’t know how else to get fan content to fuel my hyperfixation” to “having a brainrot tma tumblr and reading a probably considering amount of fanfic” pipeline I went through between the start of COVID till now
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klanced · 11 months
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happy pride everyone ❤️ can we ruminate on how vld’s treatment of shiro was genuinely one of the most homophobic things I have ever seen in recent television
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hauntedpearl · 7 months
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at some point. maybe. castiel should have stolen a piece of dean's soul and made himself a baby. and just like he just has this baby now. when he's not with the winchesters? yeah he's taking the baby to school actually. he is taking it to the park. he is going to the soccer games. does dean find out? maybe. at some point. it will drive him insane, which I think would be very funny. sam is just scared of the baby and also concerned about the logistics of baby making in this manner and not entirely concerned enough about the violations to the cosmic geneva convention which stipulates no soul stealing! but you know! it's whatever! anyway. give that man a baby he wants one so bad!
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anonymocha · 23 days
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Eternity and Medicine Pocket garment previews!!!
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I wrote this 4 years ago, just when the still unbelievable horrors that the so-called Covid-19 “experts” were intent on inflicting on our nation had become clear to us all. Like many, many millions of Americans, I thought it was all utter madness. Whether those who destroyed our economic, emotional, and psychological health were liars, fools, traitors—or all three—we are still awaiting accountability and consequences for those who promoted mass hysteria and totalitarian tactics. We should not have to wait any longer for justice.
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Idk what’s going on with Tessa’s style, but nothing about what her outfit to the Classroom Champs event works for me. The boots are so unflattering and the whole look feels out of place? So many misses recently.
recently or always?
idk how a person with an easy-to-dress bod can go SO WRONG with animal print,
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and yet SO RIGHT,
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and repeat bad choices ad nauseam…..
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even when she has help selecting her fits!
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strangeviscera · 2 years
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legend
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I still can’t quite grasp the fact that’s there’s a universe where covid and the strikes didn’t happen, and stranger things would already be finished
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borderlinebelle · 2 months
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I have caught the worst strain of covid-19.
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The variants on this illness are fucking STRONG. They’re dastardly daring and dutifully debilitating. please be safe out there my immunocompromised friends & mutuals. I wouldn’t wish this agony on my worst enemy.
& FOR THE RECORD, YOUR HONOR,
I LOOKED LIKE THIS ⬇️ YESTERDAY but today I am a corpse.
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when life slows you down, appreciate its timing and roll with the very brutal jabs or whatever…
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bumblingbabooshka · 8 months
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Two Flavors of Philipa J. Fry
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