"you bruise so easily" take advantage of it then

Behold! The printing titty!

I normally tag these posts “specific ass machines” after a minor meme that blew through Tumblr, but I was tempted to tag this one “specific boob machines”.

disappearing into the bathroom at the club only to reappear covered in decorative printing patterns followed by a 10ft lady wearing bowls as a bra

still thinking about when i saw a girl on here with ~3 partners and one of them was a lesbian with a “MEN DNI” banner and one of them was a tboy with a “‘MEN DNI’ DNI” banner

has anyone figured out how to turn off the thing where you love your pet so much it slides inexorably into grief-borrowing

“For me this glass is already broken. I enjoy it; I drink out of it. It holds my water admirably, sometimes even reflecting the sun in beautiful patterns. If I should tap it, it has a lovely ring to it. But when I put this glass on the shelf and the wind knocks it over or my elbow brushes it off the table and it falls to the ground and shatters, I say, ‘Of course.’ When I understand that the glass is already broken, every moment with it is precious.”

for weed ?

Meeeeee?

trans twink bard embarrassed and humiliated when he gets put on stage in front of a pub filled with huge, hulking warriors thinking they're about to listen to him sing, but instead they all laugh and jeer as the pub's captured mimic tentacle fucks him before the crowd

"Sir, we've captured the enemy pilot, as you requested. But we... ran into a problem." "Excellent, they'll make for an excellent hound... but, what is this complication?" "Uh... they already had a muzzle on." "What." "Yeah they- uh. They were already a hound? There was footage of them getting brainwashed in the mech's files-" "Did... did they- did they- did they turn all their best pilots into hounds before we could? Have we gotten that predictable?!"

Hound with callsign "Princess" that has civilian casualties every fucking mission, even when it should be impossible.