this in the singularity

Someone is legit going to get deradicalized as a kink

whatever it takes, man

subway??? no man this is domway. we tell you how you want your sandwich and u shut up and eat it.

Subway? No, this is Domway, where we ask you what things you like on your sandwich, what you don’t want, and what you’re thinking of trying and then help you come up with a combo that makes you happy. If you want to feel the pain of jalapenos burning your mouth as you eat, we will take joy in making that happen and watching you squirm and reach for your drink over and over. If you would simply like some comfort food in the form of some tuna salad, we’ll make that happen. And if you want to be told how we’re gonna make your sandwich instead of being asked about it, you’re still free to stop us at any time, because this is still your sandwich. Domway: No CreepyDoms allowed. Eat fresh.

This is perfect.

What vanilla people and wannabe ‘Dominates’ [sic] think BDSM is, vs reality, in a nutshell.

This is actually SUCH A GREAT SFW ANALOGY for BDSM though, wow, I am impressed and may use this if it ever comes up in conversation :D

This is golden!!!

Me, leaving my friend’s apartment with his load tightly clenched in my ass to go get a DNA test done to see if his questionable girlfriend really is pregnant with his child:

I still just cannot believe they made Fred obsessed with portraying Toxic Masculinity in the Velma show.

Fred?

‘Ascot wearing’ Fred?

‘Metrosexual icon’ Fred?

‘Cried openly during the goodbye scene in Alien Invaders’ Fred?

‘Drinks his respect women juice daily’ Fred?

‘Unapologetically affectionate with Shaggy’ Fred?

That Fred? Obsessed with Toxic Masculinity? The audacity. The gall. The clownery.

A reminder how to set a proper boundary!

Something deeply painful is the fact that seasons, especially fall, dont feel the same. Not because of individual maturity but because climate change has impacted the weather patterns so so so much that we cant even experience the same annual shifts that our ancestors have for centuries

I feel displaced, i yearn for the spring, summer, fall, and winter that i can barely remember experiencing

To make things worse, if you’re under 50-60 years old, you can’t even remember what normal seasons were like because you weren’t alive to experience them

In the graph above, you can see how there’s a clear tipping point in the late 1970′s, which is when global temperatures first began to really skyrocket.

I was born in 1997, so about 20 years after this shift occurred. There is an immense difference between the climate now and the climate I remember growing up in, but the way I experienced the seasons in my childhood was already fundamentally different from what the seasons were supposed to be like! My parents were pretty much the last generation to experience a normal climate, and that’s just... incredibly sad

I am processing this information in a normal way devoid of rabid rage and bloodlust i am processing this information in a normal wa-

that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao

The earlier in the year you reblog this the better it gets

this is the 2016 apology post. reblog in 45 seconds and 2016 will apologize to you in the form of money.

not risking it.

Not even scrolling past it

I deserve an apology smh

i was gonna scroll past once i saw 2016 but then i read it lol

2017 owes me too

Hallstatt, Austria, photos by Christian Weglehner

And if you push yourself too hard and hit warp 10 you’d turn into an amphibian.

Take a break when you need it.

Elden Ring (2022) — 10/? → Nokstella, Eternal City

I'm going to get more lashes today.

Repentant Catholics in the 14th century be like

Delete this off my post.

an illustration for my grandmother

Fun Fact, thats, more or less, something that wealthy people in China and Japan did, they were called “musical floorboards.” Designed to squeak when stood upon. A person could make noise all the way down a corridor.

The residents and servants knew which floorboards made a sound and avoided them. But a burglar, or assassin didn’t. If you heard the creaking of floorboards, you knew danger was coming.

Even better, despite what movies may show, a lot of the old west was founded by Chinese immigrants, so there could have been carpenters around who knew how to make the musical floorboards!

They were also called Nightingale Floors, and looking up to make sure I had the right term, I found they were super clever! They were more than just ill-fit boards or whatever makes floors creak normally, they actually used little metal bars under the boards placed into small holes in the boards to cause the creak.

The best things on the internet are when someone makes a joke and then Miss Frizzle rolls up for an educational adventure.