#jeejee

[itkuinenkettu]

Toivoin ettei tätä päivää koskaan tulisi, mutta meidän luennolla oli tänään ihka elävä Elon Musk fanipoika!

luennolta tuli poistuttua poikkeuksellisen nopeasti kun tämä kaveri avasi suunsa ja opettaja oikein kannusti siinä hänen ahdaskatseisuuttaan. :)

#joten lähdin kotiin takaisin nukkumaan #plus luennoitsija käytti muutenkin vähän kyseenalaista sisältöä dioillaan #esimerkkinä ns näin brändäät itsesi hyvin ja näin huonosti-oli kuvilla tottakai valkonen mies hyvänä esimerkkinä ja poc siinä huonompana :)) #herranjumala meidän pitäis olla inklusiivisessa korkeakoulussa #plus muutakin kyseenalasia heittoja luennoitsijalla #en nyt yhtään muista mikä hänen nimi oli kun oli vieraileva puhuja mutta kyllä tän kurssin opettajalle palautetta menee #ja siitä toivottavasti eteenpäin #rääh miks tämmöstä tulee vastaan nyt viimesellä opiskeluvuotena #omat jutut #suomitumblr #suomipaskaa #amk #korkeakoulu #jeejee #vittu #suomi

[ajitanparmesan]

my first "proper" häärijä drawings was these two! right after tavastia i made them

weeeeee

#käärijä #häärijä #fanart #jeejee yippie!

[murkyike]

Concept I did of Q on what if he was a 5* or it can be a skin for him XDD

#JeeJee: What do you think 5stars Q looks like? Me: Lemme draw him- #Afgsvgdvg #dislyte q #dislyte fanart #dislyte #murky art

[emikokagou]

Imma spread Everett/Q siblings agenda >:)

#dislyte #dislyte fanart #doodle #dislyte q #dislyte everett #ibis paint drawing #shitpost #*evil laughter* #i blame murky and jeejee for making me fall into this #not complaining tho

[ruumiinavauspoytakirja]

Siis ei vittu

Joku jäbä teki kuvakoostetta Aamulehteen tuol Happoradion keikalla ja mä ensinnäkin näytän kamalalta siin mun kuvassa JA se muotoili mun sanomiset niin että se kuulostaa vaan vitun tyhmälle 😭😭

#masa valittaa #suomeksi #siis mä selitin sille että oli se sit koulumatka tai siivouspäivä nii kyllä happikselta löytyy biisi ihan joka tilanteeseen #ja lisäsin sit että musiikkiin voi purkaa tunteitaan #mutta nyt mua vaan ahistaa #“koulumatkat. siivotessa. aina voi kuunnella ja purkaa tunteita.” #miks toi särähtää mun korvaan niin pahasti #sit ku kaikilla muilla oli kunnon selitykset kuinka yleisö ja kaikki on niin parhaita ja jeejee #huoh

[speedane]

Now that Dislyte has officially posted Abigail’s soundtrack on yt, I can freely post this meme out of context. 

#jee rambles #JeeJee's criminal activitie

[fruitpixel]

ive been out of work for the past 3 days because ive been sick and i miss my toddlers so much :(((

#i just thought about when i walk into the classroom and they all go 'JEEJEE!!!' and run to me :(

[vampthropologist]

Buying on a budget (groceries)

#🦇// txt #I want things! but alas I am restricted by cash flow!! #anyways commission me jeejee

[gopisgirl]

mua oikeesti pännii että en osaa piirtää yhtään miehiä, ns sillee omalla tyylillä, se kun on semmonen "jeejee anime cute girls" tyyppinen. MITÄ TEEN AUTTAKAAAAAA????

Haluan tehä niin paljon tuntsa fanarttia, niin paljon ideoita mutta ei taitoa :(

#tuntsa #tuntematon sotilas #suomitumppu #submisive and breedable #suomipaskaa #opettakaa mua piirtämään miehiä #ärsyttäväää

[karvoja]

Ah! Kevät on täällä!

Allergiakutinaa porkkanasta!!

Jeejee, u'uu, woop woop

[hapotonradio]

Okei jeejee sain ostettua Suistoklubille liput Akin keikalle maaliskuulle <3

[lohtulauluja]

Minä: opetan työkseni ripareilla teinejä ja korostan anteeksiantamista ja armoa, ja musta on tulossa pappi, jeejee

Minä kirjailijahaastatteluissa: 'joo, kirjoitan mieluiten toivosta ja lempeydestä, koska maailmassa on tarpeeksi lohduttomia tarinoita muutenkin, sen kun katselee ympärilleen'

Myös minä: en oo jaksanu kirjottaa mitään kuukausiin, mutta hei, mites ois tämmönen K-18-romanssi synnistä, riiteistä, kehokauhusta, seksistä ja vallasta? :)))

Kognitiivinen dissonanssi: on.

#vehka höpisee

[steele-soulmate]

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 589, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby, child intoxication, death of a minor character

A NOTE FROM THE AUTHORESS:

Okay, so a quick little question for my readers- what would little girl’s name sign be? A name sign is similar to a signature- from Google, "Name signs" in Deaf culture provide a unique, personal way to identify someone without fully spelling out their name using American Sign Language (ASL). These names often reflect the person's character and are usually devised by someone within the Deaf community. Let me know down below in the comments what you think her’s would be!

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“Black black black black number one!” Peter screamed into the microphone as he strummed his bass. “Black black black black number one!”

“We want JeeJee Chris!” someone screamed just then. “Bring out the babies!”

“The babies are at home tonight,” Peter laughed, being met by a resonating BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO from the audience. He turned to face me as I stood in the wings with an absolutely comical expression on his handsomely bearded face. “Sweetheart?”

I giggled, bouncing on the balls of my feet. For tonight’s concert, I wore a sexy LBD with long sleeves and a mock turtleneck cut bodice. I wore lace leggings, ankle booties and my trusty leather jacket. All in all, I looked like a little sex bunny, and I knew what my handsome silver daddy was going to do the very second intermission rolled around.

“I will fuck you to death,” he swore to me before flipping his long locks out from his eyes and then strutting onto the stage to kick off the concert.

I honestly couldn’t wait.

“Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, oh,” Peter sang as he played his bass. “Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, oh, Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, oh, Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, oh, Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, oh, Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, oh, Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, oh.”

He finished the song, announcing a short fifteen minutes long intermission before leaving the stage, picking me up and rushing us both into his assigned dressing room crushing needy kisses to my face as his finger scrambled to free his impressive length. And with an elongated “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK…” he pushed himself deep within me, bypassing my crotchless tights and pantiless form as he collapsed onto a chair.

I gasped and whimpered and moaned as he guided me in a haphazard cowgirl position, the both of us determined to pull as many sweet orgasms out from each other as humanly possible for the next fifteen minutes.

~xoXox~

Over the next fifteen minutes, I found sweet orgasm nine times while my gentle manner husband cummed three times. By the time intermission was about over, the dressing room stank of sex and sweat, and I knew for a fact that everyone in the backstage area knew exactly what my handsome older husband and I had been up to.

Peter cleaned the both of us up with a loving smile on his bearded face, being careful not to overstimulate my wildly pulsing pussy lips.

“Good girl,” he purred, carrying me out and back over to my station next the wings. He settled me up on top of a castaway speaker, performing a quick check in with me by pressing our foreheads together and placing her hands on my hipbone and around the back of my neck.

I love you daddy.

“I love you sweetheart,” he murmured softly, pulling away to gift me with a whiskery kiss before leaving me to return back onstage once more.

Peter was right in the middle of Wolf Moon when it happened.

“Hey wolf moon, come cast your spell on me, hey wolf moon, come cast your spell on me,” he was singly right before an earsplitting BOOM made everything come to a screeching halt. The heavy vibration that accompanied the exploding sound made my legs fizzle as Peter removed his bass and rushed over to me.

Are you alright?

“I can’t hear anything.” It was true- I could not hear anything- I could not hear the panic of the crew working the sound equipment, nor could I hear the clatter of the security team working overtime.

Peter immediately turned to use his hands to communicate with me, asking me if I was alright.

I don’t know. What happened?

Josh came over just then, saying something to Peter. He nodded and responded before turning back to me.

One of the speakers exploded. I’m taking you to pay Ryley a visit- the fact that you cannot hear is concerning.

I could only hold my arms up in a silent request for him to carry me, which he complied to at once, whisking me off into the parking lot behind the concert venue. He settled me into the passenger seat, buckling me in and shutting my door before looping around to get into the driver’s side.

The silence was unnerving- my anxiety was at an all-time high, and I could tell that Peter was also worried as he skidded into the parking lot of Mercy Memorial. He did a slap hazard job at parking before rushing me off inside. We were taken back at once to be seen by my soulmate’s doctor niece.

Peter translated the entire way, retorting to fingerspelling for words that he did not know. Ryley took a look into both ears and very quickly declared my hearing loss as temporary. She wrote a prescription for eardrops to be taken three times a day for ten days or until I regained use of my ears once more.

It's nothing too serious, but I would advise you to go see your primary doctor if you hadn’t regained full use of your ears by the end of ten days, she told me through Peter, who’s tense shoulders had long since relaxed tremendously.

My love, can we go home now? I asked him, completely at ease using ASL to communicate with one another. I’m exhausted and just want to go to bed.

In response, he lovingly tapped my petite sized nose with a finger, a gentle smile etched across his face.

As my wife commands of me.

TAGLISTS ARE OPEN/ ASK BOX IS OPEN/ REQUESTS ARE OPEN/ PLOT BUNNIES ARE WELCOMED

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PETER STEELE TAGLIST

@rock-a-noodle

@ch3rry-c01a

#Real person fiction (RPF) #Tattooed Wings #Peter Thomas Ratajczyk #Type O Negative #Vanessa Rose Pickings/ little girl #Special needs baby #Aria Bradley #Evie Bradley #Deaf #American Sign Language (ASL) #Elizabeth Ratajczyk #Alopecia #Thomas Joseph Ratajczyk/ Baby Tommy #Autism #Katie Ratajczyk #Down’s Syndrome #Baby Violet Marie #Neonatal death #Baby Eve Lynn Ratajczyk #Abandoned baby #Matthew James Ratajczyk/ Baby Mattie #Brandon Edward Ratajczyk/ Baby Teddy #Josephine Rose Ratajczyk/ Baby Jojo #Matching tattoos soulmate AU

[pohtijanpaivakirja]

10.10.2023

Kaamosmasennus tekee tuloaan jeejee.

Kävin pitkästä aikaa nuorisoasemalla. Sain lääkäriajan ja nivaskan mielialakyselyitä täytettäväks.

#pohtijan päiväkirja ✒️ 📖

[ruumiinavauspoytakirja]

Eka päivä omassa kämpässä ja mun jääkaappi pitää ihan vitun pelottavaa ääntä jeejee ihanaa

[speedane]

The Moon

The representation of one’s subconscious, feelings, and anxieties.

#jee arts #my art #oc #pastel #moon #jeejee uses their anime weeb powers to draw art #okay but listen #he is my beloved bastard man #I will do anything for my ocs /hj