femonologue

@femonologue.bsky.social

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Originally broliloquy. oops 🏳️‍⚧️

RUSTLER: Also you get a giant robot head girlfriend/warden with a peaked cap. She controls your shock collar. RUSTLER: update: oh god RUSTLER: Update: oh god
A photo of a fresh pan of caramelitas - baked treats made up of gooey caramel and chocolate sandwiched between crumbly oat cookie layers. Three portions have been removed.
An image of the character Xena from the TV show Xena: Warrior Princess, as played by Lucy Lawless. In one upraised hand, Xena holds her chakram, a round metal throwing weapon which she can expertly bounce off of surfaces to strike enemies before it ricochets back to her to be caught and thrown again.
A screenshot from the game Slay the Spire. The screenshot features Ironclad fighting the Time Eater boss. Ironclad has 999 stacks of Strength. The player has selected a Feed+ card, which currently deals 1,009 damage.
A Telegram screengrab containing two messages. The first says: "Oh my GOD holy shit Nichole. Oh no. Oh what the fuck are you doing. Holy fuck oh my shitting jesus don't Do Do That." The second message says: "Okay hold on. This is funny. It's terrible and stupid but it's funny. I am tentatively on board with this Nichole, you absolute lunatic"
Donald was practically vibrating when we left Cluely. “Dude, he’s just a scared little boy,” he said. “He’s scared he’s not doing the right thing, and because of the fucked-up world we live in, people who should be in The Hague are giving him twenty million dollars. Something bad is gonna happen here, something really fucking bad is gonna happen.” He sighed. “I just want Zohran’s nonbinary praetorians to march across the country and put all these guys in cuffs.”
What about literature? The last time Donald had dropped in on his slaves at Cluely, he’d gifted them two Penguin Classics: Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales and Boccaccio’s Decameron. The books were still lying, unread, where he’d left them. He suggested that Roy might find something more valuable than dying for Cluely if he actually tried to read them. Roy disagreed: “I do not obtain value from reading books.”
He had a chest of drawers, entirely empty except for a lint roller, pens, and, in one corner, a pink vibrator. “It’s for girls, you know,” said Roy. “I used to use this one on my ex.” There were also some objects that didn’t seem to belong in a frat house. In one of the common areas, a shelving unit was completely empty except for an anime figurine. You could peer up her plastic skirt and see the plastic underwear molded around her plastic buttocks. More figurines in frilly dresses seemed to have been scattered at random throughout the building. Roy showed me his Hinge profile. He was looking for a “5’2, asian, pre-med, matcha-loving, funny, watches anime, white dog having, intelligent, ambitious, well dressed, CLEAN 19-21 year old.” One picture showed him cuddling a giant Labubu.
Mr. Incredible's face in exaggerated black-and-white, indicating extreme distress and discomfort
Murderbot from the TV show of the same name, standing with its helmet off and looking to the side.