It's completely normal to start panting when someone pets your head.
It's completely normal that your eyelids flutter.
It's completely normal that your tongue floats out of your mouth a little.
It's completely normal that your vision splits and blurs, and that your mind goes fuzzy and your thoughts melt away into warm ephemera.
It's completely normal, right?
Chat?! Pack?!
It's completely normal to start panting when someone pets your head.
It's completely normal that your eyelids flutter.
It's completely normal that your tongue floats out of your mouth a little.
It's completely normal that your vision splits and blurs, and that your mind goes fuzzy and your thoughts melt away into warm ephemera.
It's completely normal, right?
Chat?! Pack?!
Addictive cum voted 'hottest thing ever' for the ninth consecutive year
Addictive fluids in general actually. Get a girl so addicted to your sweat that she treats your dirty laundry like its the greatest thing she's ever seen
There is no better feeling than taking a girl who was never allowed to feel small and showing her just how little she is.
unfortunately while having a fucked up childhood sometimes adds some spice to kink it does sometimes also shut you off from very common kink stuff
I cannot put into words how much I despise punishment as a concept in kink. I get that it's cathartic for some ppl and I'm so happy if ur one of them but I'm not the one to go to for that
no I'm not going to hit you for failing to live up to my expectations I'm not my mother
thank goodness "I'm not hurting you as punishment, I just enjoy hurting you" is an incredibly hot thing to say lol because genuinely yeah I do feel that need to reassure sometimes
The honestly surprising thing here imo is that even for *very* rich people apparently unbridled capitalism that makes them as rich as possible apparently doesn't buy them the same satisfaction as it can in places with less inequality.
You'd think (and every second temporarily embarrassed millionaire will argue) that if you can command a private limo, public transport doesn't matter. But apparently the systems that result in good public transport also result in amazing holidays for people so rich they wouldn't even consider using it.
If everyone can afford a nice coffee in the morning, there's a cute little cafe every 100 feet to serve it to them; if there's only 100 people in town that can afford that habit they're all going to have to hop into their swanky limos and haul their groggy asses to wherever the exclusive Coffee Club is located to get their fix.
If there's no public transit or bike infrastructure, your swanky limo is stuck in traffic behind 120 beat up Honda Civics.
If there's workers rights and public healthcare the barista there wants to have a nice little chat with every customer, because that's the human default way of greeting people in the morning. If there's not they straight up don't have the spoons and you get the dead-eyed Gen-X Millenial Gen-Z stare while you order.
No amount of individual expenditure will buy you what living in a healthy society gives.
what did we do to deserve portal 2. that shit was so good and for what
we got to have this! we got to have a valve game set in the half life universe, and its an enemies-to-lovers-to-enemies-again sci fi comedy story about a homicidal ai created to run tests forever and the test subject she catches feelings for!! how is this game real!!!
happy birthday to the only video game ever
people still clown in the notes of this post so reminder that glados was gonna take you on a date and accuse you of cheating. shes not chells mom
you don't know that
hold on let me google something
what the fuck
happy Boston Molasses Flood to all who celebrate
My child, who spends their entire life being transfered from home to car to school and back, and is not allowed to leave the house or talk to anyone and can only in their wildest dreams imagine a life free from constant surveillance, is very sad. Obviously they're dumb and lazy, like all kids these days.
kind of a tangent but i recently went to a bowling alley with my friend i'm 19 he's 18 and the woman at the door didn't want to let us in because there was a sign saying under-18s needed adult supervision. everything got cleared up and we were able to go bowl, but i'm still so mad about the fact that kids need adult supervision to go to a bowling alley and arcade. like okay maybe young kids should have supervision but what do you mean middle and high schoolers need to hold mommy's hand while they play video games. kids aren't just addicted to their phones because phones are addicting, we're addicted to our phones because there's nothing else to fucking do
I'm sure banning kids from online spaces while simultaneously not ensuring that they have access to offline spaces to socialize in (without having to rely on their parents who already don't have time for them) will help them feel better & less alienated from society.
'femboy' is just a slur for trans women. it is a term only for us to reclaim if we so choose. if you're TME and calling yourself a femboy youre ignorant and a transmisogynist. not only are we not allowed our own culture, we don't even fucking get the right to our own hateful and reductive caricatures. they're not 'femboy programmer socks' for fucks sake.
before it there was 'trap' and 'futa' and 'sissy' and etc. 'femboy' is just the newest transfem slur that TMEs have decided is okay.
I think this has been posted on here before but this one always makes me laugh
So wait are livestock guardian dogs to their flocks like… Clark Kent among the residents of Smallville? He’s been here since he was a baby, we all know him, and he’s… generally one-of-us shaped, uh, approximately. And then when something goes wrong he suddenly leaps into action and does some terrifying impossible shit none of us could do. And then comes back home and settles in like nothing happened and he’s one of us again.
Hmm.
HMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.
Actual answer: the sheep know the dogs are not sheep, and they also know the dog is protecting them and take their cues from the dog about whether they need to run for the barn or can just ignore anything scary that approaches.
However, a friend once had an extremely premature orphan lamb born in December who had to live in the house for a couple of months with leg braces and all that, who due to spending her lambhood with dogs instead of sheep came out of the whole experience convinced she was a livestock guardian dog! She would patrol the perimeter of the fields every evening with the actual dog, stand watch in the barn door at night like the dog, and was more than willing to throw down if she saw something scary coming towards the flock the way the guard dog did. Tragically orphaned lamb did a convincing job at being a guard dog without actually having any of the biological advantages a dog has over a sheep.
Which I suppose made her Sheep Batman.
