Okay so Victorian erotica is literally the most heinous, morally bankrupt, horrific shit I've ever read - but I've read a fair bit, partly from historical interest but also because a while back I helped a friend with a university project she was doing about censorship and pornography in 19th century England.
Anyway I need to share with you all the most hilarious line that has ever been written, circa 1887:
I feel like this excerpt is significantly enhanced by knowing that the novel in question is a first-person narrative written from the perspective of an inexplicably sapient flea who lives on Bella's body, and that's why the third priest's penis is described in this way: from the narrator's perspective it literally blots out the sky.
me as a silent hill protag : what the heck …?
what the hell just happened …
what in god damn is going on here ..?
what on earth …
this door is locked.
what is this ?
whats going on …?
“Sunset over the Grocery Box,” by me. The view from my father’s front yard in January 2014.
“Sunset at the End of My Driveway (Excluding Pavements Covered With the Shite of One Million Dogs)” by me.
“Sunset from My Front Yard Taken on an iPod Touch in 2010″
“Sunset in Nov 2021 Taken in the Parking Lot of the Pharmacy”
“sunset from the parking lot of the diner taken on an iphone 5 in 2016”
the view across the road partially eclipsed by house, 2017
Taken from a stepladder putting up Christmas lights
-2014, front yard
“Brewing Storm on an Evening Commute”
And “Finally, no Power Lines”
-Sept. 30, 2020, passenger seat of a moving Buick
Behind a near-defunct mall in super small-town OK. HUGE rays.
Park And See The View 2020
(it took seconds to happen)
Waiting for The Pharmacy Line to Move, 2021
Outside the McDonald’s Drive-Thru Window, 2018
Sunrise in early Mars 2022 at 05:09am, Walking Home from Work
BREAKING NEWS: I GOIG TO FUCKING GET YOU
@straycatj turns out Kofuku is not the only black menace
It's the first time for me to feel sympathy with a dog...😑
i misssss your water posts 😭 do you not love water any more 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
guys please im a twitter migrant what happened with that old dog sanctuary blog pls educate me
So there is a dog shelter(?) for senior dogs called Old Friends Senior Dog Sanctuary. They had a couple social media pages, among them a tumblr page. They'd repost posts from their Facebook about the different dogs at the shelter, very cute stuff. This goes on for months, it gets popular bc people love dogs. One day the blog (entirely out of the blue) posts "I just want to get dicked down again =/" and then never posts again. Everyone involved was like hey what the fuck so they messaged the Facebook page and they were like hey is the person running your tumblr page okay they've been acting real weird, and the person running the Facebook page was like huh??? We don't have a tumblr page????
the other day I said "you're studying abroad??? what's her name??" and felt all the moisture in the room get violently sucked out of the air
mr president there appears to be some dark souls 3 type shit happening in the northeast
He’s actually bad ass
So awesome I love him
So awesome I love him 💝
So nice you see him twice
This goes hard he’s actually awesome
for 189 measly dollars you can have this little gay boy climbing up on your wall
considering that people can experience phantom limb syndrome, I wouldn’t be surprised if a robot girl COULD feel bliss as you careful repair her chassis, feeling every click as you unplug connections and pull out old cables for new ones
Have you ever had a cable plugged into a live guitar amp before you plug it into the guitar? Have you picked up the explosed cable tip? Your bioelectric field generates a notable hum just being nearby, and a pretty loud one if you actually touch it. Any analog signal cables in a robot girl would absolutely know if your hand was anywhere near it.
it feels like such pure love.
A robot girl, vulnerable and so open, as her gf leans in to replace an intimate part. Feeling a gentle ‘hum’ as soft hands pass over sensitive analog parts, as her girlfriend presses deeper in past coolant and fans
There’s a boundless love there, being so open—figuratively and literally—for someone else, letting them help you and make you stronger than you were before. Trusting them with your deepest secrets and weaknesses. Just for you, and only for you.
this is yuri









