A Robot Shibari'd With Its Own Wires. You Agree, Yes? Reblog

starving? no. hysterical? maybe. naked? yeah.

Touched up this old sketch as a test

I sent my wife the original Human Domestication Guide. She proceeded to go radio silent for three hours reading it, and is now ravenously reading whatever H.D.G. stories I send her. That post about H.D.G. being an infohazard for trans women was 100 percent correct

I'm sorry my stupid gay tail started wagging when I saw you. I'll go .

Girls with composite exoplating.

Girls with silicone membrane

Girls who are 30m tall and run on fusion reactors

Girls who respond to a number instead of a name

Girls!!!!!

dragged into the woods by feral wolves! (-2hp) (-2hp) (-2hp) (+wolf ears!) (+4hp) (+wolf tail!) (+4hp) (+pregnant!) (+4hp)

Stop looking respectfully and start looking like a bitch in heat

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"my son turned out fine"

Ma'am, your son is humping my boot while I forcefeed her estrogen.

I think an appealing part about HDG for me, is the fantasy of someone else freeing me from my own mental health problems. It's kind of like the appeal for the forcefemming part. Like, that stuff is a lot of work and I don't always have the energy to do it myself. And oh it sure would be nice if someone could take a metaphorical sledgehammer to it so I don't have to be the one to do it. look, therapy is expensive and can take months to deal with my problems. And I like a totally sane individual, would rather just have a 9-foot-tall plant lady untangle my mind like Christmas lights. And if what she does makes it so I'm not the same being I was at the beginning, who cares? I don't know if I am even the same person after waking up from a nap. To summarise: Im lazy and impatient