richard, fetch me my yaoi

"normies" don't really exist anymore because literally everyone is chronically online now. Like even if you're a blonde suburban American woman with a husband and 2 kids and a white-picket-fence life you're still consuming Content and buying Product at TJ Maxx because your Algorithm told you to and such. The only "normies" are the people who seem unique because they're rarely/never online. They're the ones learning about world events from conversations with fellow humans, commiting to tasks because they actually see the end goal rather than whinging about immediate results, talking about media they've engaged with and/or created in an actual, critical, and enjoyable manner that is entirely untouched by algorithmic harassment. They feel no inexplicable dread when away from a screen. They don't care about being "caught up" or "missing out." Because that's what "normal" is, not just engaging with basic pop culture and shopping at H&M. Ykwim. Being mainstream/basic is different from being normal.

Curt with top-row grills. Rod with bottom-row grills. And in the middle? A cute homeowner about to get their pussy ateeee

ryan gosling is tumblr's 2026 benedict cumberbatch

Volt with curly hair. btw

I be dating everything with my VIBRATOR out

doug spanking you is, dareisay, possible in convincing enough circumstances, but he's going to be weirded tf out and judge you aloud to such a degree, not realising that that's precisely part of the appeal, that you end up sobbing violently while the fattest orgasm of your life occurs right over his knee

nate jacobs and cassie is me and timothy timepiece coded asfff

word on the street is you fucked the dust...