Nobody else was doing it, so I looked it up. Artist is YanaFian and this is apparently their OC named Yana.
Nobody else was doing it, so I looked it up. Artist is YanaFian and this is apparently their OC named Yana.
That’s interesting! I’ve only ever seen it as slang for boy and/or butt pussy. I will fully admit that you’re correct in that these terms tend to fall along the heteronormative gender divide and I try to keep these explanations as gender neutral as possible (though there’s only so much you can do with “boy pussy”), so I’ll keep that in mind for the future. Thank you.
Disclaimer: this isn’t really my thing, so I have kind of an outsider’s understanding and may be incorrect. I’m sure someone will be happy to correct me if I’m wrong about something.
Ok, let’s break this down a little. First of all: boy pussy, or “bussy”, is not an actual biological orifice that exists, as you may have guessed. Rather, it’s a slang term meant to convey the metaphorical sexual concept that a male asshole - usually belonging to a sub/bottom or twink (but the term can apply to anyone willing) - has become an erogenous zone, possibly (depending on usage in dirty talk) that it will never again fulfill any other purpose.
Naturally, since it is a BOY pussy, it’s not something that you would find on a woman, so the man in this story, while having sex with his wife, let slip that he was fantasizing about having sex with someone else. This does not seem to be her issue, as she mentions that they are at least somewhat in an open relationship and so him having sex with another woman would not be out of the question. However, she seems to take offense at the idea that he is fantasizing about having sex with another man, which is not something they would presumably have discussed prior to opening their relationship.
Hope this clears things up a little. Cheers!
No, parrots are BIRDS. Honest mistake.
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No, that’s potage. You’re thinking of a mixture, often of incongruous elements.
I had originally written that, but I went and looked it up and it actually is “this”. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
DREAMS ARE MADE OF THIS, WHO AM I TO DISAGREE
It’s also an autism thing, though there is some considerable overlap there so you could be forgiven for not knowing.
Source: it’s me, I’m the autist
Where is @[email protected]? I guess I’ll have to be the change I want to see.
You sound like you’d be a blast to hang out with. I mean that genuinely.
I had a really neat idea about playing a changeling bladesinger who most likely pretended to be elven to learn the art, although I did have a not-quite-RAW idea about the old switched-at-birth changeling myth, where his elven “parents” would have taught him before he slipped up and they realized what he was.
He was actually three characters in one: a mostly nondescript human “bard”, spinning extremely tall tales about a mysterious elven bladesinger who doled out vigilante justice at night (also the changeling), and the changeling himself, who hated the way people looked at his true form, would only have revealed it to the party if he had no other choice, and really just wanted to be a hero in a group of adventurers, doing the kind of stuff he made up and sang about in taverns.
I came up with this concept a few years ago, but even before COVID I was kind of my group’s forever DM, so even if I ended up at a gaming table again soon I probably wouldn’t get to play it, so if you like it, feel free to use it. You cannot steal what is gifted!
Ah, yes. This thing is horrible, maybe, but what about this other thing?
What a great argument. If only there were some kind of term for it.
This has been my past four or five weekends. Can’t make myself do anything. It’s maddening.
You forgot about the part of option 2 where you realize midway through explaining that the other person either understood and you misread the situation, or they just don’t care, but now you’ve gotten too far into the explanation and you just have to power through even though literally every fiber of your being is telling you to shut up
… wait
Or they lack a shred of empathy and/or imagination.
I’ve never lived in a country going through civil war, but I don’t have to do that to tell you that it’s not something I want ever.
Well, that’s stuck in my head now. Time to go find the Metallica cover, if they haven’t scrubbed it from the Internet.
Now, listen, I don’t… because, folks, have you heard, I don’t know if you’d, maybe you hadn’t heard this one. But people are saying, good people, saying he’s building a robot. You know, like King Kong, a real… it’s yuuge, folks, really big. And it’s coming out of your tax dollars. Now I don’t know if… because when I was telling Valerie about this, because it’s really gotten to the point, you know, you walk down the street and they’ve got his face just posted up everywhere, Obama’s… sad. Very sad, folks, and it’s just the beginning, won’t be long before they’re breaking out the prayer mats in elementary schools, folks, and I could have told you that fifteen years ago, that we’d get to this point, and now they have this giant robot… well, maybe we’ll have to get one for me, right folks? Only we’ll make it run on coal, folks, clean burning coal, get some good hardworking Americans to keep their jobs, and we can have it up at the border - boy, that’ll keep them back in their country, folks, and they can keep lying and stealing and raping over there, keep it outta the States. I said we should get a giant robot, I told John Kelly - crooked John Kelly, he’s just no good, and Hilary and Obama and they’re just, they’re out to get me and you gotta put a stop to it.
I love this movie. It’s probably one of my favorite schlock fantasy movies. The casting was way better than it had any right to be - Hugh Jackman, sure, but Kate Beckinsale? Well, I guess she was fresh off Underworld, so she was still in that headspace. And Richard Roxburgh doing the perfect amount of scene-chewing for the villain… introducing himself properly as Vladislaus Draculea… and the opening scene, shot just like a 1920s Universal monster movie! I legitimately think it’s the closest we’ll ever get to a live action Castlevania. I could go on, but I’ll spare you. Might be time for a rewatch.