I mostly (always) reblog stuff that makes me feel good. Mostly this includes fandom stuff, pretty landscapes, mushrooms, and interesting facts. Also, I am very much an adult (my adult card is old enough to be a legal adult itself). So I’m also occasionally horny on main.
Whenever I wake up before my boyfriend does, I have to figure out whether or not he's willing to submit to being cuddled. Half-conscious nonverbal communication isn't anyone's greatest talent, but I try anyway. If he makes one gesture that seems to be rejecting, either pulling himself away, pushing me away, or turning into a position that makes it harder for me to cling on him, that's the first cue. After that, I will slowly, cautiously do a second attempt to press myself against him, and if he repeats the same vaguely rejecting motion, that's a firm "no". No cuddles.
The reason why I keep doing this despite of knowing there's a chance he won't want me there is because just as often, he'll instead pull me closer, either wrapping his arms around me or grabbing my arm around himself to make it impossible to leave without waking him up. And that's how I know he loves me. On that blurry border between sleep and being awake, when the only thing functioning is the lizard brain that's only capable of contemplating things in the terms of immediate comfort and survival, that part of him goes
actually bizarre how many people on here struggle to understand the basic concept of "if you take it upon yourself to dig through somebody's private activity/likes to build a profile of their sexual desires which you then publicize to others and use to encourage harassment & social exclusion of that person, you are the sexual aggressor in this scenario"
Found footage/horror/liminal space photo series but they're all just photos of the inside of your house (you didn't take them and don't know who did, trying to track the source of the images leads to a cancelled account and no further leads). The house looks how it does every day. All the comments are saying shit like "soooo creepy" and "this is the most desolate building I've ever seen" and "is this some kind of military base? Did you break in?" and "haunted ass asylum". In one photo, people are freaking out especially hard. "Left corner. LEFT CORNER." "OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT THING???" "DUDE GET OUT OF THERE NOW." The 'thing' is you at the edge of the frame, sitting on the couch using your phone. You don't remember anyone taking this photo.
imagine if you will, a fairly dry survival crafting game in which you live in a bunker and must periodically venture out to scavenge food, set up turrets for attacking monsters, etc
now, your computer inside the bunker has a game-inside-a-game on it which is a charming farming sim of undeniably greater quality and scope than the survival game you're playing. therefore, the object of the game becomes to keep your bunker secure so you can play the farming game more.
now, once you achieve the highest rating in the farming game, a secret shop inside it unlocks, and one of the novelty items you can purchase is a game console, giving you access to games-inside-a-game-inside-a-game. most of the games for it are typical mobile shovelware, but one of them is a highly polished, extremely brutal precision platformer with amazing level design and production values exceeding that of the survival game and farming sim combined.
it is only at this point that the purpose of this entire contrivance becomes clear: to create the most deranged speedrun community the world has ever seen.