what was the tenor of your joy then?

there’s a girl in my dms calling me daddy and i’m leaving her on read. just a glimpse into how cruel and detached my mind is

stop trying to follow me i do not want you here!!!!

i’ve participated in sports fandom before so this isn’t a jab or anything. but it is very curious to see it narrativized from the perspective from people who have (presumably, since i don’t know everyone on the internet) little to no personal interaction with professional atheticism; sometimes it is exhilarating but oftentimes it requires a level of cognitive dissonance from me

friends-to-lovers fanfiction writers need to get it in their heads that just because they have unresolved trauma from their high school “homoerotic situationship” doesn’t mean all of us want to be exposed to their (untagged!!) saccharine and vapid fetish…. imagine an impressionable user reads your o/n/e b/e/d trope fic and feels pressured to enter a monogamous romantic relationship, or god forbid m*rriage, the next time they have sex with a close friend or roommate. all because you’ve normalized this bullshit. get better coping mechanisms or is fluff the only thing in your skull as well?

i am not equipped to be friend(ly acquaintances) with the average casual misogynist like omgg i don’t give a fuck that women get more likes on instagram from “people who wanna get in her pants” 😭 have you ever had a serious thought in your life

protesting nato and the icao by adopting a new system of phonetic alphabet based off the gashlycrumb tinies