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stsest · 2 months

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Beautés

#beautiful #jolie #beautiful girl #jolie fille #beauty #beautiful girls #cute #belle #shower babe #shower girl #shower duo #morning shower #douche #douche matinale #putri cinta #putri cinta & friends #putri & friends

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lagaylife-france · 1 month

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Le beau mec du jour by lagaylife.fr

#beauxmecs #gay #gayboy #lgbtq #sexy gay #beau gosse #beau mec #pride #beauxgosses #loveislove #douche #athletic #pecs #gay shower #abdos #abs & pecs

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himbofan4444 · 5 months

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Loving the work so far. If you're taking asks, I've got a simple wish. I'm a boring average gay dude working in my college's art department, I've always wondered what it'd be to be a dumb, straight douchebag. think you can make it happen?

That’s quite a simple request. You see, the lifestyle of a dumb straight douche is very easy to craft. We’ll start with that pesky brain of yours. Your above average intellect diminishes until you’re so dumb it’s a wonder you ever passed middle school. The comes your sexuality. Now, being gay isn’t a bad thing but it’s common to wish to be straight. You’re straight now and due to your, let me say, low intelligence, you can’t even see women as much besides a toy for you to use to get off. The douchebag part comes naturally to your straight dumbass self. You easily accept the “fact” that you’re the ideal man, strong, dumb, with a high sperm count and sex drive. You look down on all that aren’t eerily similar to you. There you go. Now you’re exactly what you wanted, a dumb, straight douchebag.

#gay to straight #tf #transformation #dumber tf #dumber #himbo #himbo tf #personality change #douche #musclegrowth

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cedricbouron · 1 month

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#douche

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vintage-tech · 5 months

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"My doctor told ME -- 'bitch you reek!'"

1958, and from what I have heard a scorched earth policy in your wahoo isn't good for you. (Yes, somewhere I do have a Listerine ad, and maybe even a Hexol ad, on how to use their floor antiseptics as douches.) You need your normal flora and fauna up there, and the best cleaning is simple soap and water.

#1958 #douche #vintage #advertisement #technology #bad medical advice

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transparentgentlemenmarker · 1 month

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Ingénieur

#douche #salle de bain #bathroom

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butterscotchpiesandguys · 2 months

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Student Becomes the Teacher

It was a familiar experience to me, getting in my car, going to class early, doing homework. Felt nice. Of course what was also familiar was the bullying. You see I had recently gotten fired and had a wake up call. I needed to do something better with my life. So what did I do? i, as someone so smart would do, joined a technical institute. I went into a more financial side though. This did not make me popular with my classmates who had been there longer, were usually older, and most of which were more hands on.

They would call me a nerd, a loser, and a geek. Of course I didn't care all too much about this. Harassment was just that, and quite frankly it was some annoying dumb ass adults who couldn't even think straight enough to get a job that was actually needed. This attitude also made me very unpopular. So unpopular a teacher complained. Why? Cause he had heard some of the stuff me and my field would say about the welders.

It was just stuff like how they're stupid, all have at least one DUI, won't amount to anything. Stuff like that. He went so far to complain to the head administrator of the school. Now he used to be an electrician so he knew how it was to be hands on. He loved hearing about all of this and hatched a plan. The workload for the welders had been pretty overwhelming for just one instructor...

It was only a few days before I heard murmurs of a new instructor coming on campus, of course it was some welder... not like my section could get anything. But that same week I was called into an office at campus. I expected nothing much, maybe an odd thing I lost, although what it was I could not imagine... what I didn't expect was the head administrator.

"Hello [Y/N], we just wanted to talk to you today." Oh god what was it about, he could see how nervous I was. It was humiliating but also I needed to try and keep cool. "We had received some complaints about your attitude towards the welders and electricians, I just wanted to go through a few questions with you, that ok?"

Without knowing what to do I nodded, "Y-yes sir." I gulped a bit.

"Good, so first... is it true you had said to Taylor that he was a... no good stoner with no future? Is that true?" I tried to shake my head no but it went the opposite way. "Ah, glad you were honest with me. Well... you know here we like to give second chances to anyone right?" I shook my head in agreement. "In that case, any felonies you have?"

What felonies? What kind of- "Yeah, actually I've had a dui or two, got arrested for a fight or two... or more." What was I saying?! What the hell?!

"I appreciate your honesty... Tom was it?" What kind of name was that? It wasn't my name at all? Wait why did I nod?! "Yeah, well that's gonna be tough but your students generally would relate. The head administrator smiled at me. "We can wave those away since your track record for your work is pretty good."

"Glad to hear that." I said again in that weird voice. What the hell was happening... why did I suddenly remember welding and shit... What the hell...

"Yeah... I think you'll fit right in, Tom." Why was he being so devilish right now?!

"Thanks man, really need this." I chuckled as I stood up and walked out of the room. "Startin next thursday right?"

"Yup! Just wear somethin like that when you come in! We'll get a shirt in your size soon!" He laughed as I walked out, the window in the door showing a new reflection.

My face was more dashing, a bit older as well. My hair was messy but in an almost purposeful way. My body had grown quite a bit of muscle now... hair as well. Tattoos had been put on my body frivolously! I looked like some typical douche bag!

I walked through the halls, trying to see on my phone what had happened. My background was a picture of a motorcycle. Jessie... what? Who the hell was Jessie? My contacts had some girls in there and some guys I had no clue who they were. Going through the messages they were my drinking buddies and some hookups.

I continued until the electrician teacher stopped to talk. "Hey are you..." I wanted to say my actual name but that didn't pop out.

"Yeah, name's Thomas Wylder. You can just call me Tom though." I smiled at her... it was like my body moved on it's own. "New teacher here, welding." Wait...

We started to talk in the hall for a bit, just about staff in the school and how the welders were. She described them as younger than me and rowdy. I would make douchey comments or state shit about my life. Where I now lived, how many years I had been a welder and in the union. It was like I wasn't even me anymore. Eventually I cut it short, needing to go do some "tasks" at my home.

I went outside to find it... the same motorcycle from the picture. Jessie. I put on a leather jacket and no helmet... I could ride it with no issue though. I was still wondering how or why this happened. It was as if I was... no... the head administrator wouldn't do that would he?

I eventually got back to wherever my home was. Beaten up shithole kinda... not in a good neighborhood either. I waved to a neighbor and went in. Smelt like shit, I reached in my pocket and took out a cig and started smoking... no... I was the worst kind of person. The kind I hated. Dumb, arrogant, douchey, and toxic! It was awful!

2 MONTHS HAD GONE BY

I was now regularly teaching the class, about two weeks into this hellish experience I had started to regain full control of my life. While I tried to actually stop these worse traits, I couldn't. By that point they were ingrained into me. Now I acted like a douchey teacher, the kinds you hate. The ones that will just tease or make fun of nerdy kids. Of course I was well loved by the staff and my students.

I worked as a welder and taught the trade now. I hated it... but it gave me money to pay the lifestyle I never wanted. I don't think I deserved this but... I'm slowly coming around to it. I feel more confident and hey, I even hang out with some of the douchebags I had teach me when I went here... god I sound so old now... I hope someday I can reverse this before it's way too late.

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chlcavalier · 6 months

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#commande #dessin #digital #shower #couple #amour #desir #douche

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d-rlingcorazon · 5 months

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𝐃 ♡ 𝐑 𝐋 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐏 𝐑 𝐄 𝐒 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐒

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

♡ 𝐑 𝐆 𝐔 𝐌 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓

( 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝!)

(simon is a bit of a douche..)

crickets, silence, not a word spoken between you and the noticeably older man. after you lashing out and berating him for him not paying attention to you even though it was the first weekend since he has been deployed. the entire time, he looked over documents, files or anything else that wasn't you.

after multiple failed attempts at gathering simon's attention, you snapped and yelled out, "why is it that whenever you get deployed, all you do is look at everything else?! it's almost like you don't even want to talk to me!"

simon inhaled sharply, and his voice sounded quiet yet firm. "m' busy. either you accept that or get lost." the shocked look in your eye was a mix of fury, concern and disbelief. "what the fuck, simon?!"

simon doesn't even bother to direct his eyes at you, continuing to flip over thick piles of paper. in a last ditch effort to gather his attention you mutter something under your breath, quiet enough to act slick, but loud enough for him to hear.

"you never even pay attention to me anyway, bet you didn't even miss me." and thats how you got to this point now, the festering silence between you two. you saw simon prepare to say something but he just sighs and closes his mouth. salty tears swell in your eyes, and the already lump in your throat grows rapidly.

you storm off as tears trickle down your cheeks and you lock yourself in the master bedroom, to simon, he thinks you're being sensitive and he didn't do anything wrong. hoe does this get resolved? well simple, he ends up apologizing in a non verbal way by cooking your breakfast and taking you out to a nice restaurant, never actually apologizing.

hey guys! I just wanted to say that this is probably NOT how simon riley is, hes probably sweeter. but for angst purposes and because this is my blog and i love any angst, romance trope, it'll be that way. (i have a brooding obsession with angst and hurt)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐁 𝐘 𝐄 𝐋 𝐎 𝐕 𝐈 𝐄

#cod x reader #angst #ghost #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon riley angst #douche #hes so mean #i want him

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interieur · 10 months

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