Every man secretly wants to give a four and a half hour long speech at the UN General Assembly, but most must resign themselves to a mediocre life.

So do we think the lathe of heaven is bound by time's arrow or not, chat?

Grant me control of heaven's lathe and I'll make the world so much more interesting, I promise.

life hack: you can't be trusted with heaven's lathe! But I can. Gimme :)

i am beginning to suspect that the onslaught of terrible events and personages is having a deleterious effect on my ability to make silly little posts

My four favourite facts about the cockchafer beetle: 1. It's called a cockchafer beetle. 2. It’s also sometimes known as a “billywitch”. 3. It’s unusually loud and clumsy by beetle standards and bangs into lots of things when it flies into your house by mistake. 4. It looks like this, close up.

@zoctopode.bsky.social 's lesbian robots having Touch Time

WHAT A CUTIE! (Grass Skipper, probably. On Purple Cone Flower) #ivertebrates #BugSky 🌿

I like their big silly heads Cratomus megacephala

Agonies.

Genre conventions are pretty fascinating, imo. I've talked a lot about how stories can be written through the lens of different genres & how a scene can be transformed by changing the lighting and angles, but genre conventions really come into play when you look further and see the entire story.

none of you have any idea what you're in for with this story :3 I'm doing spot-edits while I consider the shape of the sections I still need to write, and even half-finished this is some of the my best writing to date. Just, damn, I'm actually pretty good at this when I put my mind to it.

naughty dolls go in the dollhole where evil moths will eat away all their beautiful clothing and torture them! listen, can't you hear the screams? ... why does it sound like birds what the fuck is happening in the dollhole is that mahjong? god damn it who gives moths tiles

naughty dolls go in the dollhole where evil moths will eat away all their beautiful clothing and torture them! listen, can't you hear the screams? ... why are they giggling what the fuck is happening in the dollhole is that a tea party? god damn it who gives moths a kettle

it's not a coincidence that everyone wants to fuck the oracle btw. making people want to fuck you is one of the most important parts of the job

yes but more relevantly it's hot

Me: what’s that sound? It’s like a big cry or something You: oh that’s a new world struggling to be born Me: annoying

something that always makes me sort of giggly and happy inside is how little effort it takes to get an effect like this when I'm able to lean on years of established context and rapport.

Being nice is great! Do it for no reason! Nobody can stop you! Not even God!

Everyone's friend (1/3)

(woman who has made herself into a sea and the storm above, tossing her lover to and fro like a stray sailboat voice) hypnosis is such bullshit

that's enough blender for this year.

moth in a museum

people are still thirsting over emoji angel in my notifs so this one's for you guys. I see you.

Forensic kissing analysis can uncover hidden messages beyond facial expressions, providing dungeon monitors with critical insights.

y'know, I may not have much love for hdg, but I'm really not a fan of watching people squabble over which microgenre is better. horrible vibes. go write a book instead.

A reference illustration for “The Writer” 🕯️

... yeah. this is really good. painful, but good.

Further perfume updates— JScent's Shaft of Light and Wood Flake continue to be dailies, but have been joined by Fantome's Lymphae and ELDO's Let's Pretend. Frustration is consigned to dates until the weather cools off, because I feel like it's a poor fit for summer heat.

It is good and proper to adjust aspects of your presentation and routine to better entice potential lovers. For instance, if you know a bunch of beautiful women with scentkinks, you had better start cultivating the sort of body odor that gives people scentkinks if they spend enough time around you.

An evil woman who, upon placing you in a compromised and vulnerable position, carefully explains why she is not going to take advantage. Her cost-benefit analysis is both detailed and thorough, and leaves you feeling rather disappointed in your own unsuitability as a victim.

One of the silliest things the perfume fandom does is take a sniff of the most straightforwardly slutty, please-fuck-me-already perfume and then mark it as "not for beginners or newbies in perfumery" like. what's even happening here.

Spiritually speaking, a dachsund is a kind of toad

Windex Xenomorph 💦

you know, if potions could change your body's elasticity then lube would come in different strengths for different sizes of insertion. xl lube for magnum dongs etc

One of the things that I really need to play with more in tTT is the fact that Arlene doesn't have the same cultural understanding of masks as someone who grew up in Corrade (like Lily from "Swollen Glands"). She manages, more or less, but she's inevitably going to miss details.

I'm starting to come to the conclusion that I need to buy another copy of Warhound, because I'm not sure which of the nyc dolls has my copy & I don't think whoever it is remembers that it's mine either. ... maybe I should start putting bookplates in everything I lend out.

You'd probably be happier if you were better at wearing masks. And why can't you do something about why they keep on cracking down the center? That's so offputting, you know that no one likes being reminded that you have to wear them. It makes it hard for them to pretend that you're a normal person.

"Maenad-1, this is Tower, over." "Tower, Maenad-1. All systems nominal." "Say, about that, Maenad. Y'ever think about the genderfuckery of your desexed body penetrating the idealised corpus of the mech, while paradoxically penetrated by its neural docking connectors? Over." "...Fuck off, Hudson."

Ahhhh what the fuck! Jane Murdervictim was the victim of a murder that I caused by way of creating her specifically and singularly to be murdered!!! How could this fucking happen!!! Who did this!!!

pilot spine socket pilot skull socket what about pilot forcibly nulled crotch socket what's in her pants? IP67 spring-loaded sealing flap over a ruggedised industrial fitting combining a fluid extraction pipe + neural hookup straight into the formerly erogenous area's nerves

and finally the po'boy comes by its name honestly: it was invented by a café in new orleans who fed streetcar union members for free during a labor strike in 1929. they issued this lovely letter. "We are with you till h--l freezes, and when it does, we will furnish blankets to keep you warm."

Something in the birdhouse mutters at me while I garden. Dark voice from a wren-shaped hole, demanding I advise it on strange matters, solve puzzles, and recite the names of tomes. Be silent, voice! I am planting radishes

even house sparrows hold their wings differently in the heat

an ache i cannot touch

functionally every single person on earth was seeing a night sky with brighter and clearer stars than basically anyone on earth can see today, until about 150 years ago, due to light pollution.

googling “what to do if new world has pipped and is squeaking inside egg but no progress for 24 hours extension”

Spent three days trying to write the most fucked up palindrome sentence possible. Behold: A sorry tramp art I, torn mad on urine’s ire—vile nob stink—tired da’ adder—it knits bone live risen, I run, O damn rot, I trap Martyr Rosa

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I just realized that I can double dip with posts that make transfems horny while also sounding like Lindsey Graham obituaries