get it? like “cocks”?

proposing a new genre of fiction called an anti-romance where u r presented w a couple at the start & the story is about their emotional journey towards a catastrophic break up

will they won't they (end this farce). there's only one bed (but for some reason they don't really want to share it). out of context eavesdropping (that paints the relationship in a better light than it deserves). chasing after them to stop them getting on that plane (and stopping them from finally being free)

nobody understands my vision i don't mean any old story where a relationship fails and it's tragic or w/e i mean a story where the intention is for the audience to root for it failing the same way u root for it succeeding in a romance. & when the relationship finally implodes at the climax of the story it's all very cathartic & everybody cheers.

like have u never wanted a fictional couple to break up so badly it hurt?

oh, me? yeah, im a panel 1 girl. panel 2? instant loss? no, no, i dont believe in that stuff

the faint, muffled noises coming from the right that kind of sound like me moaning are probably just swamp gas or ball lighting

trying to pass off "i just blew 50 bucks" as a normal thing to say but i just left the boreal forest and my shirt and face and hair are sticky and soaked and. listen you can read the blog name you know what i did

getting topped by someone who whimpers and moans and bites and digs their claws into you and fucks you desperately like they're in heat

At the sex shop asking if I can buy a regular sized dildo I can put in my unremarkable asshole but they recognize me as the hero of legend regardless

Puppy boy knocking you over and humping you through your clothes bc he’s just so excited to see you

white guy here. i jerk off to pictures of my fursona with a pussy

I dont think humans are meant to be monogamous like your relationship is destined for failure unless you sometimes include the little green alien that taps on the window at night