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Oops 😵‍💫
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aleppothemushroom · 11 months
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What. The. Fuuuuuuuuuuuck?
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hypnoslutapril · 1 month
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..............horny is dumb is blank is docile is horny...............
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Sam has graduated from episodes that make the cast feel insane to episodes that make his entire audience feel like they’re losing it.
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ironskyfinder · 3 months
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The typical weight of the female human brain is, on average, around 2.64lbs.
The typical weight of a single 38C/36D sized breast is, on average, around 1.5lbs.
If that’s you, or if you have even bigger tits - congratulations! You literally have more boobs than brains.
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Drool hehe
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idkaguyorsomething · 7 months
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the convoluted doctor who lore gets extra funny when you realize that, at two separate points in the past, two different companions to two different doctors ended up running into rasputin but both came to the conclusion that he was a pretty nice and normal guy. which, depending on how you interpret the power of the doctor, is either a nice subversion of a lot of tropes of stories used in pre-soviet russia, or side-splittingly hilarious as you start imagining the master getting roped into various adventures with different versions of the doctor that he can’t fuck with yet or else he’ll destroy the timeline, forcing him to play nice with the humans as part of his 4D Time Chess Master Disguise Plan #3852
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ironskyfinder · 4 months
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Pink Mindset II
Why don’t we keep adding more pink to how you think?
Changing your brain can seem overwhelming at first, but the more you let the pink do it for you, the easier it gets!
It starts with words like edge, rub, and hump - those words start to jump out at you naturally after you’ve spent enough time scrolling, don’t they? You know exactly what seeing those words does to you - you don’t even need to read them, really, not when they’re pink. 
Every time you see someone talking about edging until they couldn’t think, your cunt starts to drip; every time you see someone talk about how addicted they are to rubbing and grinding, it makes you even more horny; every time you see someone desperately humping away, it makes your clit feel even more needy.
See how easy that was? When pink is how you think, you only have to read your girl words - the rest barely matters! 
Keep it up! You’ll know you’re being a good girl when your eyes start to skip everything that isn’t pink, when your attention goes from the ache of your own desperate holes to daydreaming about being held down and used like a cocksleeve in the blink of an eye. You can go from giggling and looking at pretty outfits to being a distracted and drippy mess because a man walked by; of course, you start thinking about how you’d worship his cock, how he’d fuck your throat, how you’d thank him by eating his ass. Before you know it, you’re edging again, only stopping to deny yourself - after all, good girls need permission -  and then it’s back to trying to shop. 
Of course, shopping for cute clothes that show your body off will keep you thinking about how you can be eye candy, and that’s of course going to lead to you fantasizing more. It’s okay, in fact it’s only natural!
Remember - little changes make a big difference in becoming a good girl.
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Drool girly 😵‍💫
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pocket-watcher · 2 months
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“Ugh my back is killing me.” You contorted your arm to try and get some pressure on the ache in your upper back, but you couldn’t quite reach it.
It had been about two weeks of this ever-growing pain. You’d tried stretching, ice, heat, and nothing had worked!
“Why don’t you get a massage?” Your friend suggested, and that was how you found yourself ducking into a massage parlour later that day.
The receptionist had a blank smile on his face, gaze unfocused. You rang the bell. No response. You rang it again.
On the third bell he sleepily looked up at you, smiling still.
“Down the hall… and… down the hall… right? Yeah. To the right.”
You wondered how he even got this job.
Heading down the hall, and down the hall, and to the right, you came to a room dimly lit with candles. A woman stood behind a massage table.
“Ah, you must be my 6 o’clock.” The masseuse smiled at you.
You smiled awkwardly, and she gestured for you to sit.
“What seems to be the issue?” She asked, eyeing you up. You instinctively fixed your posture.
“It’s my back. Do you think you could take a look at it for me?” You explain.
She approaches you and pauses, and you realise why - you gingerly remove your shirt.
Her hands move slowly up your back. She pushes down and you feel your eyes roll back into your head as she rubs it. Relief.
“Yes. I can feel the tension. Lie down for me.”
You do as she says, lying face down, eager for more relief.
“Good.” She praises, and you feel your face flush involuntarily.
Her hands begin to knead your back rhythmically up and down, back and forth, occasionally hitting that sweet spot. You hold back a whine as she moves away from it.
Your eyes get heavy from the release of tension. It’s been an exhausting time having to carry it all with you. You let yourself begin to sink into the table, eyes fluttering close.
“This problem stems from poor posture. You really do need to take care of yourself more.” You hear her say as she works away, pushing deep circles around and around into your back, your shoulders.
“Mhmm…” is all you manage to reply.
“I know it’s difficult. Everyday life is so busy and stressful… Maybe you just need someone else to take care of you.”
“Mhmm…” you moan in agreement, your brain not fully processing what she’s saying until a moment or two later.
You think, as much as you can as she massages you into a state of bliss, that having someone to take care of you would be really nice. You think this is really nice. Her fingers moulding your back. You shiver as she lightly brushes your bare skin as she moves lower.
“Someone to tell you what to do, what to wear, you wouldn’t have so much tension then. You wouldn’t need to worry about anything.” She continues.
You sigh wistfully, imagining that. No worries, no thinking, just staying like this. Relaxed. Stress melting away. The pain from earlier is a distant memory compared to the contentment you feel down.
You feel your body get hot as she moves away from your back and down towards your legs.
But any embarrassment you may have felt simply dissipates with her soothing touch.
“You need to let me in. Let my words squeeze and stretch that brain. Let me massage every last bit of free will out of you.”
Alarm bells sounded at that last sentence, but your muscles were too relaxed for you to move.
“Shh…. Relax. Let me take care of you. It would feel so good to give in, wouldn’t it?”
It was less of a question and more of an order. You felt your body betray you. A moan slipped out as you slipped deeper. Her hands move between your legs.
“That’s it…” her hands worked you, body and mind, into submission.
“Now let’s make sure you release all of that building tension inside of you too…”
You couldn’t quite remember what had happened next. But you found yourself back at reception with a smile on your face, booking another appointment.
“Same time next week?” The receptionist asked in a daze.
“…yes… yes please.” You replied, breathless.
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astorkes · 3 months
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so i watched trigun stampede,,,,
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ironskyfinder · 3 months
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Pink Mindset III
Since it was such a success, let’s keep adding more pink - until it’s the only way you think.
Some girls want to know how they can help pink make them better. The first piece of advice is to give in to it! Turn off spellcheck and don’t correct any mistakes you make, use hearts and emojis more often, refer to yourself in the third person, smile and giggle when you don’t understand what’s going on. 
Another piece of advice is to use your girlwords in everyday conversations. Now, obviously words like edge, rub, and hump have mostly come up around your besties; but words like uhhhh, like, and dunno are also great! Using them in everyday conversation helps fill in the gaps when you’re confused, when you can’t think of a word, or just when you’ve got pink on the brain.
For girls looking to really let the pink take over, there’s a little more to do, but that’s okay! Before you know it, you’ll get into a routine that’ll get you the pinkest mind possible! A way to start doing that is to forget trying to use big and complex words - no writing out numbers, no words with 10 or more letters, and no more than 3 syllables (that’s how many times your mouth moves when you say a word)! Instead, use simple words that are small and easy to use, and use your girlwords whenever possible; you might have to stop and try to think through your sentences before you talk, but that just makes you seem dumber! 
Some girls trying to get the pinkest mind they can go even further; they won’t use capital letters about anything other than Men, because typing in small letters are so much easier for small brains and because they’re really all just objects anyway. Those girls are the kind of bimbo that replace the word ‘okay’ with okie dokie because it sounds even dumber, the kind that say uh-huh instead of ‘yes’ and uh-uh for ‘no’. Replacing ‘definitely’ with def, ‘very’ with supes, ‘totally’ with totes, are easy ways to make it clear to everyone you talk to that all you have in your head is pink.
And really, the best piece of advice? Keep a little diary with you in your purse or clutch, and every time you have a really good pink moment, make a little tally mark. Make a tally each time you forget something big, whenever you catch someone staring at you showing off your body, for everyone that has to dumb down a concept to explain it to you.
Try to beat your record every day, and be more pink in every way.
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ambrr0se01 · 4 months
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Good girl edge
Good girls obey
Good girls rub their minds away
Good girls edge
Good girls obey
Good girls rub their minds away
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void-and-virtue · 2 months
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Lying on the floor in a puddle of my tears and staring blankly at the ceiling as I once again think about all the fucked up, multi-dimensional ways that Kim Dokja, Yoo Joonghyuk and Han Sooyoung encompass the god vs creation and deity vs worshipper dynamics
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pocket-watcher · 21 days
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Me, consuming any type of media: You know what this needs?? More hypnosis. More brainwashing. More seduction from evil forces. That’s what this could use. A little mind control to jazz it up a bit.
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