Fields of Sorrow

some time ago i saw a video that censored the word 'nuts' and it could have been a speedrun record if clicking away from a video was a speedrun

I heard they’re killing you at work tomorrow

oh. I didnt realize "anti psych" meant, like, deconstructing the social hegemony of psychiatry. I said I was anti psyche because I believe in systematically destroying the soul

if i made a video game where you get to pick the gender of the player character i'd make both the options be nonbinary and you can either have they/them or it/its pronouns. those are your only options

wedding dresses are white specifically so that if the bride goes axe-crazy you can rest assured you will see the blood stains all over her and it'll be sick as fuck

F/o accidentally cuts finger chopping something up and looks at you with big sad wet eyes expecting you to kiss their booboo but you just squeeze lemon juice into it

oh look at you, poor girl, your posting gland is all swollen~ you need Daddy to empty it for you don't you? Beg a little and I'll take care of that. *shyly, you mutter a few pleas* Oh cmon girl, you know you can do better than that. *You beg louder, more desperate than ever. Your posting gland is aching, you can't take this any longer.* Aw, there we go, good girl. *I gently make you roll over* Go on girl, present properly for Daddy~ *you feel exposed as I run my finger down your fur until I reach your posting gland. You let out a little yap of surprise when I touch it* There, trust me, I know what I'm doing. *I gently massage your posting gland. It hurts at first, but slowly warm spreads through your body* Just relax girl, and Daddy will handle it~ *I start applying pressure, and you can't hold it back anymore as your posting fluids start seeping out. It doesn't smell good but I don't react, I don't judge you. You are safe.* Let it allllllll out girl, you need to relax. *You start panting as the stream of posting fluid becomes thicker, weeks, maybe months of posting oozing out of your gland. I pet your head while emptying the gland further, tension completely leaving your body. You're sinking in a deep state of relaxation after a long period of stress from all that posting fluid building up. Finally, you're feeling release.* *The stream grows weaker. I expertly push the most sensitive parts to make sure that your gland is completely empty.* Good girl, it feels so much better now doesn't it?~ *I give you a forehead kiss before getting up and walk up to the sink to wash my hands as you lay there, dozzing off softly.*

Multiple tags imply that this post caused sexual arousal in some people which I take as a compliment even if it wasn't the intended effect