playing with fire, but I want to do gender play with a cis person at some point. Wearing a binder to get attention from gay guys, etc.

oh yeah, forgot to take a pic of my hair. Here’s me, before I’ve even rolled out of bed

when she says that she’s bringing a leash, but she shows up with this

dyeing my hair pink again, and I still can’t get over the bubblegum scent probably need a bit more ventilation because I’m feeling kinda dizzy 😵‍💫

“Your bra strap is showing” marionette string. Easy mistake to make.

doll 🤝 little someone picking out your clothes for you

I’m not meant to think or have responsibilities. Lock me up in a padded room/cage/playpen already

horny posting about neurochemistry aside, I am sedated and I require someone to take advantage of me asap

being so into intox kink that you start picturing the receptor / ligand binding as a form of penetration

“Aww, the faux kiddie handwriting and drawings are *very* cute.” me: “Uh yeah, of course that’s not all I’m capable of, haha.”

kneading when happy / comfortable seems to be a leftover reflex from kittenhood, where it stimulates milk production cats are nature’s autistic age regressors

chemistry and genetics share the funny quality where you spend a while manipulating symbols according to abstract models, and then you finally execute it by squirting one liquid into another

[guy who imports games voice] this is Yamaneko Bubujii no Daibouken. I think Babujii’s lines are so much more subtle in this version, unlike Brian Silva’s clownish delivery that leans too heavily on pop culture references. (you’re watching him play Bubsy)

*levitates into the air, eyes shining with an eerie glow* two fujoshi crossdressing for an incest-themed porn shoot titled “If it isn’t the Blowjob Brothers”

ruining the ass eating session by being extremely ticklish

2D:4D digit ratios are probably bullshit, but I wish they meant something because I have bizarrely long index fingers. I wanna feel special :(

self-experimentation as a science version of dommebreaking

when mommy gives you the weird tasting fruit snacks [deep fried meme image that seems to be expressing the feeling, “hell yeah”]

guy who listens to "alternate history music," but it's just those two German Beatles song recordings

doll with an uncoordinated owner. Scratches line the space around its keyhole, a palimpsest of crude attempts at revival

what if human angels and bird angels were the same thing. Each form converging towards the other. You lose your beak in heaven but keep the wings

here’s a cool fact: if you were a zebrafish larva, that procedure would have been temporary. They can regenerate their forebrains! Anyway,

I go by Roger Rabbit rules when it comes to gender. I’m only a boy when it’s funny (or hot)

I hate it when you’re listening to circus music and your headphones accidentally come out so your roommate is exposed to the fact that you listen to circus music

robotgirl me has a tattoo of a transistor rather than a neuron

real getting too high and involuntarily regressing hours

she’s literally me

yeah I’m making a logo for my personal lab. My online presence and dating history weren’t enough to tell you that I’m a narcissist?

meowing when you don’t know what to say is a valid conversational strategy

I want a microbio setup for the lab, and I’m going to cry until you get it for me. These tears won’t stop until I see the glow of an inoculation loop in a Bunsen burner

if you joke about a kink long enough you’ll develop it -> if you joke about a kink long enough your domme will hypnotize it into you

has there ever been an ER show where they had to deal with a weirdo patient into medfet

once again I’m not a “cuck.” Someone has to take notes while you test subjects fuck each other.

oh nice, I think I invented something :3 (threatening)

hyoutanzuke are fun because they’re basically bimbofied pickles

in terms of piracy, having a sci-hub habit is probably where I’ve done the most financial damage. Considering that each article can be $40+ and I go through them like popcorn…

I’m sleepy to the point of being irritable but DONT call me cranky 😤

project girlcum is advancing by leaps and bounds

ready for some testing? (I need to redye my hair, but these gloves are working for me)

went to the littles meetup and everyone assumed my friend was my caregiver (clocked)

“Those were *almost* words!” your captor beamed proudly as another wave of disorientation and nausea hit you, sending you completely under again

so what you’re saying is that with enough psychedelics, I can be perma-little

☆ don’t tell me your first impression of me. I’m going for a feeling of vague, unplaceable familiarity at first glance. You can trust me ☆

as sweet and acrid as phenol and chloroform. Are you sure the shaking hands and dizziness aren’t the first signs of love?

getting some new exam gloves and trying to decide on a color -blue/white (classic) -black (sexy but maybe a bit tryhard) -pink (wait, they make those?)

when I get tired late at night I just want someone to lead me around as I ready myself for bed, maybe brushing my teeth for me

world where sugar and invert sugar react like matter + antimatter anyone trying to invent the cadbury creme egg gets obliterated

*looks at my list of kinks* it’s almost like I’m a perfectionist control freak who’s dying for a release from responsibility. Or I’m just a pervert

being nonbinary, at least I got to pick whether I started turning into my mother or my father as I aged

is it just me or did Bubsy always look a lot more like a caracal than a bobcat? (It’s the ear tufts)