serotoninswitch
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I’ve been in a Poly relationship for quite a while now. My Poly AMA back on r/196 went really well, so if you have any Poly related questions feel free to send them to my ask inbox. If I don’t feel qualified to answer I’ll ask my girlfriend who’s a sex and relationship coach.
Relializing you can only have one pinned post so stitching this on here as well
Considering how horrendously down bad you all are I’m recreating my BDSM AMA from r/196. I’ve been active in the BDSM community for 9 years now, ask me whatever you want about kink in my ask inbox. Advice, personal stories, opinions, yes even horny asks, go for it. Minors DNI, obviously.
I tag all of the smut I write under #monster smut
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Apparently when my grandma first came to America she didn’t know what a raccoon was and assumed it was a fucked up cat and adopted it. I just imagine this 13 yr old girl with a heavy Eastern European accent being like “this is my cat, Petr. He is not very friendly”
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germany’s green party after the country phases out all nuclear energy to save the planet and becomes the EU’s largest coal consumer
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Reblog to make him lose another 200 billion, like to make him lose 1 billion
for the people doomblogging in the notes:
this isn’t a “drop in the ocean fine” situation, 200 bil is already over half of his fortune lost… and he’s not even done losing money yet! he’s got a ton of lawsuits left to go through, owes Google money for trying to rent-dodge, destroyed Twitter’s remaining brand value by rebranding to X, is playing lawsuit chicken with Microsoft as a direct result, and will have to pay off Twitter’s debt… and shows no signs of even pausing to consider the stupidity of his decisions, especially as he’s already plotting out loud to make a paypal alternative that breaks multiple international laws.
whatever he has left is nowhere near enough to cover the debt he’s currently in and unless he somehow gets it forgiven or magically earns more than he’s losing, there’s a countdown over his head running down until the IRS personally comes after him.
unless his last remaining braincell wakes up and he hits the brakes, we might actually see someone speedrun going from richest man in the world straight to poverty, and you better believe i wanna see that :D
GO FOR THE FINISH LINE, MUSKY BOY!
~Blue
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if you’re jewish and need to take time off from work for the high holidays here’s your reminder to request time off now so you don’t forget
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my dark twisted secret is i always use my turn signals whenever possible because i believe they were included in vehicles for a reason. i’m a bit of a freak this way. a weirdo
many funny and true things going on in the notes. but also
what the hell is going on up there.
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Good morning Mr. Jigsaw I noticed that this trap has a time limit of 60 minutes but as per my accommodations through the school Center of Disability Resources I get time and a half on exams and quizzes is that still something I can apply to this game right now? Thank you for understanding have a nice day
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I think that what’s brilliant about The Far Side is how it can imply an entire narrative with only a single panel. It’s sequential art without the sequence. Like this one
There’s the obvious implication of what’s going to happen in the future (there’s going to be a hunt), but it also stretches into the past: what circumstances in the anthropology of this group of cavemen must have happened to establish a tradition of dancing with Woolly Mammoths? Why does it, in spite of it’s obvious absurdity, feel kind of right that there should be a dance before the cavemen and the mammoths engage in mortal combat? The reluctant fearful expression on the caveman at the bottom; is this his first hunt? Are those his elders trying to reassure him? Does the one mammoth actually seem to fancy him? What about the one looking fearfully back at his friends? How does he feel that the others aren’t there to reassure him? One of the mammoths in the upper right looks just as fearful as the cavemen; why? etc.
And all of this is purely evoked. There’s only simple line-drawing and two sentences of text, but you see it and it reminds you of other sorts of narratives you’ve seen or experienced, and your brain constructs a whole temporal sequence; and any possible answer you could get to above the questions would never be as satisfying as what your brain fills in.
I could write an entire essay about this.
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me: “yeah I dated a guy in high school who came out as gay. it was before i knew i was a boy so needless to say it didn’t work out”
coworker: “damn dude was preordering”
other things this coworker (who is a cis guy) has done/said:
—got confused about why I’d never been a boy scout because he forgot i was trans
—told me he was gonna get top surgery scar tattoos to match me after i get mine
—laughs at all my trans jokes, even if they’re supremely unfunny
—calls me big dog (and him little dog) even though he is about as tall as two of me
— “I can’t believe she would say that transphobic thing to you. In June? Pride month?”
Once I said “My gender is whatever’s funniest at the time” and my coworker stops dead in his tracks, turns slowly and says “So are your pronouns honk/honk?” killing me instantly
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the 70k notes smash potluck post
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