can your mac do this?
CAN YOUR MAC DO THIS? DIDN’T THINK SO.
OMG IT’S BACK YESSSSS
IM CRYING OK HGFJH
how to get the d
i think i don’t want it anymore
Where x 1 is less than 5 but more than 4, where x 2 is more than 73 but less than 74, where y 1 is less than 13 but more than 12, and where y 2 is more than 2 but less than 3…
the d is approximately 69.
Office Fics Part 1
Stapler woke up, completely sated but deeply regretting his actions last night as he saw the bite marks he left on Paper's body.
Sharpener screamed, "Oh god, just drill into me!" as Pencil drove into him. Pencil could feel himself coming undone.
"How come I can't have a go at Sharpener?" Ballpen whined. "I think he likes the type who lead," Pencil said w/ a knowing smile.
"W-who are you?" Paper asked in awe at the stranger who stopped Stapler's attacks. Stapler Remover silently bowed and fled into the night.
"Come and paint me with your stuffffff," Paper whined and Printer spilled ink all over him, tracing patterns on his surface.
"I don't know why those little vixens love him so much," Corkboard sulks as the neon-clad Post-its giggle and stick themselves to Whiteboard.
Paper struggled against being held down, but it was futile. "Stay still!" Paper Weight said as he grinned. "Or I'll punish you, whore."
"Why won't you stay?" Paper clip gave Magnet a sad smile. "Sorry, I have to hold him together," he said, looking at Paper sniffing alone.
"Are you sure?" Flash Drive asked, eyeing and touching Laptop's port hesitantly. "Are you sure you can take in three of us?" "I don't care how many of you are there, just...do something!" Laptop cried.
"Will you let me remove Pencil from your being?" Eraser whispered as he sensually rubbed against Paper.
Paper shuddered, overloaded, but he couldn't move until Printer releases his grip. He wills himself still, body soaked in Printer's ink.
Carbon couldn't breathe, sandwiched between Paper and his twin, but he can't deny the touches all over him felt wonderful. He wriggled a bit when he saw Pen moving towards them. "Oh, you can't escape now," Paper muttered. "Getting inked is the best part, you know."
"Stop touching him, Marker!!" Corkboard yelled, struggling against the push pins holding him down. Marker merely grinned and continued running his fingers all over Whiteboard's skin, smile widering when Whiteboard whimpered a bit.
"Open wide," Puncher coaxed as he bore through Paper, then moving away with a wink, let Fastener slid into Paper and finish the job.
It'd take days before Paper is rescued from Drawer's confines. They say he has Stockholm Syndrome, but really, he just felt good about being with Drawer.
So a friend of mine pitched down the sound of a baby crying and