fuck me I’m finally back in the right mood to finish some of my nsfw wips but I need to do lawnwork and also I’m gonna puke
wait for me, work-conducive mood
please
fuck me I’m finally back in the right mood to finish some of my nsfw wips but I need to do lawnwork and also I’m gonna puke
wait for me, work-conducive mood
please
right now all I want is spaghetti and metal cock and I can’t stop thinking about

oh god person I am sorry for laughing at this fanfiction you probably worked really hard on but this ass has been referred to as a “rear” more than two times and just now it was a “channel” and this is too much I am LOSING IT
Reasons why I should be a fanfiction writer: I know at least 50 terms for “butthole.” I’m basically an eskimo.
it turns out dragon transformers fanfiction is a fascinating study in how robot-centric writers do when their customary terminology in unavailable to them.
by which I mean, it was surprising that they’re still using “spike” for “dick”, but it’s truly amazing watching them desperately scrabble for words for “butthole.” I honestly can’t tell you the last work I read where “rear” was used once in an erotic context, let alone multiple times.
I don’t understand transformers as dragons and I don’t understand transformers as dragons fucking but I guess I don’t understand a lot of stuff in general
I feel like an idiot making this into a post but this hasn’t stopped so I don’t care. One of the women who seems to be partially in charge of the TF meetup group in Phoenix has a stupidly hot bear husband who comes with her to the meetings and it’s not fair. It’s not fair that I have to be around a hot person. Motherfucker I’m not used to being attracted to someone I’ll be around more than once and this is stupid.
As a sidebar, she runs a KO askblog and goes to the TF cons as Knockout, and her husband comes as Breakdown. That’s painfully adorable but I’m still trying to figure out if he’s into Transformers or is just a very, very dedicated partner.

Present for my dear friend Zhang!!!!!
She found a TF fanfic about Cyclonus and Whril … doing something in the bed and translated that for me, so this is a thank gift~~~~
Fanfic here: http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9166077/2/TF-Drabble-Dump
damn son
wait I finally got it
somehow I couldn’t pinpoint where the line was between acceptable and panic attack with the holes people slap on manrobots but it was so damn simple
it’s like when it’s some self-lubricated shit I’m like “alright whatever” but once you start slappin clits and metal god-damn vulvae on male-coded robots for no ding-dang reason at all I’m done. I’m gone. I’m out of smilestown. I’m out the door. I’m down the street. I’m silhouetted against the sunset. I’m
stop putting what are blatantly vaginas on male-coded robots you fat nasty trash
I want to literally fight people but I keep remembering this is not a smiled-upon means of resolving differences in the modern era