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soldier-poet-king · 9 months

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I finally got to write formal professional reports again. It's a sort of RFP sort of functional outline. It's not NEARLY as formal as the ones we did in grad school and wouldn't be up to snuff for literally any proper organization, but my workplace does so much stuff slapdash and disorganized and it drives me insane. I am the model of a would-be burecrat. I love paperwork. Forms. Rules. Reports. It needs to be organized if it's going to be EFFECTIVE and EFFICIENT.

Anyway for this report I basically got free reign bc no one else knows what I'm talking about or how to do it. And it's just??? Such a relief and a delight to 1) get to do things properly 2) get to be competent, and be SEEN as being comptent, and not just a recent grad bumbling around trying to catch up in a workplace that doesn't follow ANY regular rules or protocols and is just. So disorganized.

Like. Given very little sleep and recovering from mild food poisoning, I've been more productive in 3 hours than I am in a lot of full days. It's like being in school again. Competence. Fully outlined and clear, reasonable goals. A PURPOSE.

I should just be given full control of everything as the benevolent dictator of my department, but alas

#franposting #GOD I SHOULDVE FOCUSED ON RECORDS MANAGEMENT #yea its boring but RULES AND REGULATIONS. Burecracy. LEGAL OUTLINES AND RETENTION SCHEDULES. REGULAR REPORTING STRUCTURES #oh baby you are saying the magic words to me #<is the worlds boringest person when it comes to skills and talents. i love paperwork #yes i have an existential need for meaning and am insane and unhinged. but also I know my talent is for bureaucracy and efficient paperwork #anyway this report is gonna be so fuckin good #like im not doing a full functional breakdown (i COULD to show off. but itd probably be a bit much)#but im still doing essentially an rfp minus the tender process bc they already have a consultant #(why they did it this way without ever outlining the requirements of the proposed solution. idk.#dont ask me im the grunt who gets spoken over in meetings i don't get to ask questions despite being the only archivist #*the only one to understand even vaguely the technical requirements or the system)#I AM SO FUCKIN COMPETENT. nothing is hotter that competence and effective paperwork. this is why wizard hubris is the sexiest dnd class #oh babey give me those colour coded date organized file folders

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mako-neexu · 1 year

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i will NEVER recover from ca-san’s one romaguda illust. it invokes so MANY feelings within me i cant begin to decribe it

#SERIOUSLY #ROMANI'S EXPRESSION #THEIR EYES #THE STAR #ROMANI'S HANDS HOVERING ON HER SHOULDERS #THE WAY CA-SAN CROPPED ROMANI'S EXPRESSION #THE WAY HES BEHIND HER #THE WAY SHE LOOKS AT THE STAR IN A TRANCE #THE WAY THEY ARE POSITIONED #THE COLORING IS KILL ME #THEIR HEIGHT DIFFERENCE AND OH GOFDDFE ROMANI'S HANDS #GUDAKO's EYES PLEASE IM GOING TO EAT AND LICK THE GROUDN #ROMANI'S SMILE IS SO....so happy tender sad hopful full of love and hope and ugh #i am not noraml #the blank canvas THE BLANK BACKGROUND WITH NOTHING BUT THE STAR #ALSO ROMANI'S STATURE #HIS SHOULDERS HES SO TALL #gudako's chest ...il ike it lots i am Normal about it..... i am NOT salivating

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we-are-knight · 2 years

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So FB ads ruined a surprise by friends within the Collective:

I thought this was a targeted Ad, since this is a jacket I've been looking at for a while, and you guys know this is my heraldry.

So I showed Beguiler like "hahaha man, these targeted Ads right?"

And she froze and stared, with a look on her face that said fuckery is afoot.

After prompting, she just said, quietly: "Baby, that's not a targeted Ad. That's yours."

She and several other people in the Collective Discord (and I know they will see this) have collaborated since January to get me a replacement for my fencing jacket that I've used since 2013. The same jacket that is falling apart at present and currently in for repairs again. And this jacket? It's based on historical gambesons from Scotland in the 14th century. Bulky but heavily armoured, which is very fitting for someone that imitates a knight...

I just... My friends collaborated on this for ages, and got me something like this? And even went further and got it custom done with my heraldry...? Moreover, a few other HEMA friends have seen this, and I thought something with my heraldry would be obnoxiously loud, but other HEMA people seem to think it's pretty rad.

...I have never had friends just surprise me like this before, and yesterday was a lot of emotions, and saying 'Thank you' doesn't remotely cover how I feel for my friends, that I made through the Collective, doing this.

And this isn't even the first time something like this has happened. My first federschwert has been worn out entirely, and when I needed to replace that, a few people from the Collective helped me replace it. I am...quite literally armed and armoured, because of my friends.

And while that gives me strange feelings, because I was never raised to expect or hope for anything from others, I am distinctly aware of this. And that there is probably nothing more chivalrous than being loved and respected by others so much, that they arm and equip you at their own behest. This is a theme that is mentioned in Arthurian cycles, and Chivalric romances are full of stories of knights lacking their own means, being gifted their equipment by others, and so pledging paths of friendship and loyalty to others. Even William Marshal owed a debt of gratitude to others who provided him means to progress in his life.

So all that is to say, I'm not good at handling how to say 'thank you' in a way that feelings meaningful to the people involved here. The feelings I experience presently are too large for two words to make sufficient. So I'm going to be spending time, once equipped, holding a sword and wearing protection from my friends, and doing my utmost to be the knight they claim to see me as.

#i am very full of emotions right now #and I want to share this #because I dont think I deserve friends that would do this #but here we are nevertheless #i often dont think I can ever be a knight in any real way #and I feel every little thing Ive done wrong over me constantly #I'll never be able to pull a sword from a stone #I'll never receive an accolade #but my friends see me as what I try to present to you all on here #and I want to be a knight more than ever before #so that I can be worthy of some of their love #in the meantime forgive my ramblings #like Lancelot i am prone to moments of rage but also weeping like a child when something so tender hits me

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hajihiko · 2 years

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your art sort of fucks me up sometimes. in the best possible way. i be like i'm sooooo good on my own and outta relationship but then i see YOUUU depict love so tenderly and lose higher cognitive functioning for an hour. what in the lovely magical girl hell is this

HAH oh boy I guess that's karma! I get that too from other people's art 😂

#The cycle of violence. The cycle of yearning and wanting and violence #I dont even think of my shit as extra tender I just OH I guess I draw what I want huh. Yeah. Hmm #Oh well may we one day have exactly the amount of love and tenderness we crave whether from others or ourselves #Not an art #Talky talky Tuesday #19 days makes me want to flirt and yearn so much. Some jojo ships are the epitome of romance to me #And my love playlist is called Oh Fuck; Romance. Which is how I generally feel one way or another lol #I might be on the aro spectrum MAYBE and simultaneously I am full of love baby

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blujayonthewing · 2 years

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I can’t remember if I posted this one before but this pic of me and my entourage fucks so hard

#photographer sent us the full set of wedding photos tonight and I'm cryin on the floor about them #this one's not even new I just really love it #the equivalent pic of justin with his party looks like they're about to drop the SICKEST album kjhfdkhdgf it makes me so happy #anyway the expanded photoset has SO many pics of like everyone getting ready and pics throughout the ceremony and I just #I'M SO SOFT! I LOVE MY FRIENDS! I LOVE MY PARENTS!! I LOVE MY HUSBAND!!!!!#I have to keep taking breaks to [spiritually] lay on the floor and [literally] cry #like nooo not me kissing justin's forehead after our first kiss and we're both smiling and crying I forgot I even did that 😭💕#AND LIKE I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW TENDER I AM ABOUT MY FRIENDS I'M JUST-- LOOK AT THEM I'M SO SOFT I'M GONNA EAT A MATTRESS I CAN'T #[pic of friend helping another tie his tie] [pic of me w friend laughing with our faces smooshed together] noooooo 😭😭😭💕#[pic of everyone caught in the middle of laughing or saying something and we're all kinda making stupid faces] NOOOO 😭❤💕!!!!#I'M SO FULL OF LOVE I'M GONNA FUCKING EXPLODE #the THING IS I'm exploding with love for Justin every day so I'm very slightly more inoculated against it #a lot of my friends I don't see very often so every other pic is just KNOCKING ME SIDEWAYS!! that's my FRIEND!!! AHUHUHUUU #about me #irl frens #me #SORRY NOT SORRY FOR WEDDINGPOSTING AGAIN #sharing the Wow! Cool Swords pic to spare you all the 500 ones that made me cry about everything instead :')

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ace-no-isha · 1 year

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for someone as loud as i am on here i’ve said “please be gentle with me” in person so many times

#i am fragile #i am by no means a bully or cruel #i’m just extroverted and bubbly and for some reason that makes people be cruel #not everyone of course but god #people can be so stupid #when i first started dating my bf i said it so often #please be gentle with me #and he has been #the other day i was crying and he wiped my tears away with such tenderness #big gentle hands full of love #i adore him #i need that gentleness #the world is cold and cruel let my heart stay soft please

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sweatandwoe · 11 months

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23 and for whatever fandom you're most into currently

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

So there's no like unwilling ship I've come around to for Ghost but a ship I did not enjoy as much at first but I now like would be: Terzo/Omega

I like it a lot now. I think the more fluffy pieces got me to come around really hard, that shit gets me and hooks me in. I may not write anything/do anything for it but I kick my feet under my desk every time I see a piece of art for it

(Please look at this piece Novaiisk did! [there is nudity but it's non-explict] It's been spinning around in my brain like a microwave, making me smile every time I see it)

#I am too anxious to comment on twitter because I will make myself the head of the clown college if I do #but I really love that piece #it makes me feel warm and gooey inside #full of happiness seeing those two in so much love and tenderness while also having a clearly happy marriage just so comfortable #ITS JUST SO WONDERFUL #sweaty asks #ask game

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grlsbible · 1 year

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Everyday I wake up with a new hope for love.

I hope that a one tender kiss is not too much to ask for.

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agdab · 1 year

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thinking about how my family would make fun of me for enjoying having my hair washed at the salon as a child but i realize now it was just sheer touch starvation and this was one of the few instances of positive physical contact that i felt safe with 😬

#i eat bees.#it also explains why i love having my hair played with #but it also goes in hand with how my dad would take a comb thru my hair and basically rip it out cus of the knots. lol. so.#but getting to wash someones hair/someone washing mine is so tender....its somehow full of love even with a stranger #they are saying 'i am being gentle and making sure u are good and clean:)'

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princeoftenderness · 5 months

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Finally got caught up on Doctor Who 💜💜💜💜💜

#i laughed and cried and felt so much #and omg i love fourteen and fifteen both so so so much #i am super super excited for Ncuti Gatwa’s doctor to get more screentime #but omg the tenderness was beautiful #and y’all the trans metaphors and parallels and actual brilliant representation was so meaningful to me #and the disability representation too and the tardis finally being wheelchair accessible!!! 💜#i even really enjoyed the toymaker as a character #also wild blue yonder had some of the vibes that i loved about Midnight back in the day #i am so delighted about how much i’m enjoying the show again #like i did like thirteen’s run but the emotional pain was running so deep that the healing of the 60th anniversary specials really delivered #i am full of feels and so here for everything about this #and don’t even get me started on the justice for donna and the doctor getting to be bffs again #i really loved all of these episodes can u tell?

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dccontramundum · 7 months

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tag drop.

#wishlist. ( with sheer desperation and a pinch of hope. )#about. ( to be made of flesh is humiliation. )#headcanon. ( i am full of a silence i don’t know how to break. )#vibes. ( suffering feels religious if you do it right. )#meme. ( so violently do i know the world. )#answered. ( love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close. )#dash game. ( wanting burns you from the inside out. )#queue. ( a word for the almost home. )#dynamic. ( the awkward tenderness of improvisation. ( morse & thursday. ) )#dynamic. ( every moment is a poem if you hold it right. ( morse & debryn. ) )#dynamic. ( there are a million ways to bleed but you are by far my favourite. ( morse & jakes. ) )

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yuutx · 1 month

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ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐊 ! (𝒢𝐸𝒯𝒪 𝒮𝒰𝒢𝒰𝑅𝒰)

geto suguru x f!reader ﾉ 18+ content. ﾉ nsfw + unprotected sex / raw sex ﾉ size kink ﾉ huge size difference ﾉ orgasm denial ﾉ ddlg dynamics ﾉ creampie ﾉ passing out / unconsciousness ﾉ mdom + fsub ﾉ not proofread ! ૮꒰◌´ତ `◌ ꒱ྀིა‎

i dnt know what exactly happened but i must confess that 2day i caught feelings for sugu . . out of the blu . . 4 no reason . . i am hopelessly in love with the geto sugubaby. shbdhn he makes me feel fuzzy, okay ? ! ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !

You choked on a hiccup, dewy eyes peering up at him, the tears clinging to your lashes, a few fat drops sliding down your cheeks. Your quivering lips parted to speak, but the words stuck in your throat. It was difficult to focus on anything but the thick, pulsating cock stuffed inside of you. Geto smiled down at you, the expression almost tender, a stark contrast to the lewd way his hips rocked against yours. "Come on, pretty, don't keep quiet." He said, his voice soft and reassuring. "Talk to daddy, tell him what you're feeling." He prompted, his cock throbbing deep inside of you, stretching you open. You let out a pitiful sob, the sound followed by a breathless whine. "I-I'm.. full." You finally managed to choke out, the word sounding foreign, as if it had slipped off your tongue without permission. "Full?" Geto questioned, his brow arching slightly, a hint of amusement flickering in his dark eyes.

He shifted, his cock dragging against your sensitive walls, your body jolting at the sensation. You felt dizzy, drunk off the feeling of his thick shaft spreading you open, the heat from his body emitting through his skin, warming you up. Your limbs trembled, your legs spread wide around his hips, his arms encasing you as he leaned down, his breath ghosting over your skin. "You're not full, baby, you're barely halfway." He chuckled, his lips brushing against your ear. You whimpered, a fresh wave of tears springing to your eyes, a shaky breath escaping you. "I'm n-not…I can't." You whispered, your voice trembling.

Geto shushed you, his fingers digging into your skin, the pressure painful, but somehow soothing. "Of course you can." He murmured, his tone gentle. He kissed the corner of your mouth, his tongue darting out to lap up the saltiness from your tears. You shivered, your hands clutching at the blankets beneath you, trying desperately to steady yourself, but it was a futile effort. You felt like a ragdoll, boneless and pliant beneath his strong frame, his massive cock buried inside of you.

"D-daddy.." You whispered, unable to keep the word from tumbling out of your mouth, your head spinning. You were sure you were going to pass out. Your entire body was tingling, every nerve ending alight, a fire blazing in the pit of your belly, making you feel feverish. "I know, I know. It's so big, isn't it?" You nodded, the movement slow and clumsy, your heart hammering against your ribcage. "You're taking it so well, my sweet girl." Geto cooed, his hips snapping forward, forcing his cock deeper into your cunt.

You cried out, your back arching off the bed, the pain mixing with the pleasure, making you feel delirious with ecstasy. You could feel the tip of his cock nudging against the entrance to your womb, the pressure making you squirm.

"So tight." Geto hummed, his thrusts becoming more insistent, his hands sliding up to grip your hips, holding you still. "Can't believe you can even fit this much of me in here. Daddy's proud, princess.." He chuckled, the sound sending a chill down your spine. Your breath caught in your throat, a small sob bubbling out of you, more tears spilling down your face. It felt like you were drowning, the sensations overwhelming, the feeling of him filling you up, stuffing you so full, so complete, was too much for you to bear. Your entire world was reduced to the way his cock stretched you open, the way his girthy length dragged against your slick inner walls, the way his happy trail brushed against your clit, sending sparks of pleasure dancing through your body.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy.." You babbled, your vision blurring, the sound of his voice fading away. You felt as if you were floating, drifting on a cloud of bliss, every inch of your skin tingling.

Geto hummed, his voice a distant murmur, the words washing over you. You felt weightless, a sense of peace and contentment washing over you, a wave of euphoria crashing over you, drowning you in its intensity.

"I c-can t-take it, I can take it, d-daddy.." You slurred, the words heavy on your tongue, your limbs turning to lead, your eyelids fluttering closed. "Course you can." Geto crooned, his hips rolling against yours, his cock pumping into you, a low moan spilling from his lips. "You're my good girl, aren't you? You were made for this, weren't you? Made for my cock?" And with a final thrust, his length embedded in you completely, your little cunt taking every last inch of him.

You couldn't tell if the darkness behind your eyelids was the result of unconsciousness, or if you were simply too dazed to open them. A dull ache radiated from your hips, your muscles protesting the position. But the pain was secondary, drowned out by the waves of ecstasy that rolled through you, making your limbs go slack.

Your chest rose and fell rapidly, your heart thudding loudly in your ears. You were vaguely aware of a wet, sticky warmth dripping down your thighs, a thick, heady scent filling the air. Geto's scent. His seed. The thought sent a shiver through you, a tiny whine escaping your lips.

"Daddy.." You whispered, reaching a hand out, blindly searching for him. You felt a large, warm hand wrap around yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I'm here, pretty. I'm right here." Geto murmured, the smile in his tone audible. You relaxed at the sound of his voice, letting out a contented sigh, allowing your eyes to flutter open, blinking the tears away, finally managing to focus on his face.

He was hovering above you, a lazy grin spread across his features. "Hey there, beautiful." He purred, his free hand reaching up to caress your cheek, wiping away the streaks of wetness. You stared up at him, unable to formulate a response, the words stuck in your throat. His expression softened, his thumb gently brushing against your bottom lip. "My good girl. Such a sweet thing. Taking my cock so well. Such a good, perfect girl." He cooed, his tone almost reverent. You let out a weak, breathy giggle, the praise causing petals to bloom in your chest, a warmth blossoming in your stomach. Your gaze flickered to his face, drinking in his features, a small, shy smile tugging at the corner of your mouth. He smiled back, leaning down to press a soft kiss against your forehead, the gesture sending a jolt through you. You could feel the weight of him bearing down on you, his thick cock still buried inside of you, plugging up your little hole.

You moaned with need, the sound coming out as a breathless plea, your pussy clenching around him, the sensation eliciting a low growl from him. You gasped, arching up, seeking more contact, more friction. He smirked, a devilish glint in his dark eyes, his hips deciding a shallow roll, the tip of his cock brushing against the entrance to your womb. You mewled, bucking against him, grinding against his pelvis, desperate for release. He laughed, the sound rich and deep, the sound reverberating in your core. You whined in response, the noise catching in your throat, the sound turning into a keening cry as the pace of his thrusts picked up, his cock slamming into you, the force of the action causing your head to spin.

You writhed beneath him, your body trembling, a dull ache pulsing through your sore muscles. You could feel his gaze on you, hot and heavy, watching as you came apart, arousal juicing your folds, soaking the bed sheets. "You're such a messy little thing, aren't you?" He hummed, his voice laced with amusement, a hint of pride creeping into his tone. "All wet and dripping. Just for me." He purred, his cock pulsating, twitching inside of you, his fingers digging into your waist, his grip bruising. You could feel yourself unraveling, the coil in the pit of your belly threatening to snap, the pleasure building inside of you, the tension mounting. Your head was swimming, a rush of euphoria flooding your system, the heat pooling in your abdomen. "N-neeed- hic need t-to cum." Your voice cracked, broken words spilling from your mouth, his length driving you to the brink.

"Not yet, pretty. Not until I say so." He growled, his tone laced with a dangerous edge, his thrusts becoming rougher, more urgent. "Gotta be patient, yeah princess? Gotta wait for daddy to fill you up." He hissed, his voice taking on a strained note, his pace faltering, his movements stuttering. His breathing was ragged, his chest heaving, beads of sweat dripping down his brow, his jaw clenching. You could feel his cock pulsating, a tell-tale sign that he was close.

You squirmed, your hands grasping at his biceps, your nails digging into his skin, trying to anchor yourself. He groaned, his eyes squeezing shut, his grip on you tightening. "Fuck.. f-fuck, gonna cum, gonna cum in that pretty pussy of yours.. gonna make a mess of that tight cunt." He grunted, his thrusts becoming erratic, his hips snapping against yours, a desperate, primal hunger taking over.

His cock slammed into you, his tip jabbing against the entrance to your cervix, and finally, finally erupting that sticky, creamy goodness into your aching womb. His cum shot into you in thick, powerful ropes, painting the inside of your cunt, filling you up to the brim, coating your inner walls. You squealed, your body convulsing, screaming for permission, and when he gave you that last, guttural command, you came undone.

Your body went rigid, a choked cry spilling from your lips, your pussy clenching around his cock, milking him, the pressure unbearable. You felt as if your soul had left your body, the pleasure wracking through you, your entire body shaking, your mind going blank. Geto shuddered, his cock twitching inside of you, emptying himself deep into your core. You could feel his hot cum oozing out of you, the sticky fluid dripping down your thighs, a warm, syrupy sensation trickling between your legs. You gasped for air, your vision blurring, colors bursting before your eyes, fireworks going off in your skull.

"S' much c-cum..daddy.." You whined, the words catching in your throat, your voice trembling. Geto smirked, a low rumble of a laugh emanating from him, his gaze roaming over you, taking in the sight of your ruined body, your swollen, tender lips, the smear of mascara beneath your eyes. He smiled down at you, the expression a mix of adoration and smug satisfaction, his thumb tracing along the curve of your cheek, pads of his fingers grazing over your jaw. "Mhm.. so much, baby. I'm sorry. I can't help myself, you know that. So sweet, so innocent. I just can't control myself when I'm around you.." He purred, the words dripping with honey, his voice smooth and silky, sending shivers down your spine. "You make me want to do bad things. Naughty, nasty things." his dark eyes met yours, a wicked gleam flashing in them, the pupils dilated, nearly engulfing the irises.

"Like what, daddy?" You breathed, the words sounding distant, faraway. Geto smiled, his teeth glinting in the moonlight, the sight of him baring his fangs at you, a predator poised to strike, making your heart stutter. "..Why don't i show you?"

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