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Kicking my feet up thinking about gender swapping bocw characters again. Fem Adler beefing with evil gay posh twink Park

i only like enemies to lovers if it’s gay because i think men who are mean to women don’t deserve to live

A character so exhausted or sunk into their own misery of pain that they're stumbling along by rote without any real awareness of their surroundings until they essentially collide with another character who steps into their path and catches hold of them.

Whumpee waking up in a bed and trying to get up, but as soon as they move they feel a hand appearing on their shoulder, gently pushing them back down.

A character, left on their own at home or in camp or on the homestead, is hurt by an intruder or outlaw or enemy and found wounded and weak, possibly left restrained, trapped, or otherwise helpless, by their returning companion(s) who know immediately that something is wrong when the character doesn't come to greet them and then are horrified when they find them injured.

Passing an injured or ill character from one companion to another- the first companion has the character resting in their lap or leaning against their side or propped against their chest and they carefully shift them to transition them to the other companion, who slides into place and settles the ill or injured character back into the same position in their own hold, being careful to move the character as little as possible in the process.

coworkers love earnestly saying shit like Yeah i just asked chatgpt what i should be feeding my newborn

theres a lot of jobs i think would be cool to automate but the people being automated out of a job are given no alternatives because this is being done for the employers benefit not the employee. so we're in a weird situation where im lookin at jobs that i really dont think any person should be forced to endure and still having to go "well i guess id rather a human do it than a robot" which kind of sucks major ass actually. why am i on the side of employment. god damn it.

I’m chained up in a basement and tortured + bleeding but I’m not an emaciated little twink so no one even cared enough to jack off to it

resteraunts will call themselves gastropubs and eateries so they don’t have to spell restarunt