Talking, teasing, manipulating, debating, and delighting
Fun Date Idea
Let’s role play.
You’ll be a pointless piece of discarded fluff that floats around on stale currents of nothingness, periodically stirred up and stepped upon, destined to settle like all insubstantial, inconsequential things to the very lowest point.
And I’ll be a Roomba.
But will you scream when you approach a possible cliff? Because if so, I can’t be bothered with that.
It’s role play. I can stop being a Roomba.
Too bad about you, though.
Haha oh my god @bedtimestoriesforbrokengirls actually noticed me and has liked some of my content ☺😌
When I come skulking around…
Omg you’re a super nice man (ermmmmm sorry jk he’s a monster of course) and you have one of the best minds ever! Your stories are my favorite and your blog is so unique and perfect and it always makes me shiver and drip and I love it! 10/10 would live in your basement as a prisoner sex dolly!
Basement? What a waste of a girafficorn!
No, I’d much rather take you out in public, introduce you to people as my new European step-daughter who no-speak-English-good, and then sit around casually insulting you in front of them. When they offer resistance, I’ll assure them you have no idea what I’m saying, and I’m just fooling around. Then, because most people are bad people if you talk to them just right, they’ll laugh and let me keep going. Before it’s over, they’ll join in. It’ll make you sad for humanity, but a mess between your legs… so, you know, the usual.
Just don’t break character, okay? ‘Cause then we’ll have to go outside, where we can explore breaking things together.
I almost forgot about this 🤤🤤🤤🤤
I haven’t forgotten.
“You’re so scary and gentle,” she said.
“That’s what I’m going for,” I replied.
Q&A time:
What’s the first “kinky” thing you ever did?
(Note: I only want to hear about it if you were at least 18 years old & it was wholly consensual.)
I imagine you can mine sweetness from the saltiest source.
So what is the deal with her? She has seen vampires several times. Seen her daughter fight them. Still has no idea. I don’t get it.
Selective memory maybe? Or forgetful writers
I feel like as a kid this would have not bothered me. But as a mom I’m like, “How can she be so vapid”. I think I hate the idiot parent trope
It isn’t just Joyce… the Hellmouth does something mystical to the people of Sunnydale, and they tend to forget the supernatural shit they see, especially if they’re not exposed to it on a daily basis.
i havent slept in 48 hrs & i wanna know which arrested development character u think of urself as
Without question, I’m mostly a Michael. Like, at least 80%. You have no fucking idea how much I identify with Michael Bluth.
To make up the other 20%, you’d need to stir in GOB’s unearned self-regard, George Sr.’s sexual fixations (“Daddy horny”), and that one super-awkward part of George Michael (Les Cousins Dangereux).
I hope to god there isn’t a trace of Buster in me, but I don’t think I’d mind being a Lucille. (Or a loose seal, for that matter.) Just as long as I don’t end up with ANUSTART, I’m content.
Coconut oil is the best butt lube
It makes my ass taste like cookies
I feel both informed and hungry.
