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I get genuinely aroused by being dominated by enemy players in tf2

    I get genuinely aroused by being dominated by enemy players in tf2. this sounds like a copypasta but I'm genuinely losing my mind over this. i feel like this is just general submissiveness but whenever I play tf2 I instantly lose any kind of desire to actually get any kills and that desire switches in less than a minute to pure slutty thrist, I need to let the entire enemy team inside me. I was in a turbine server and then the entire enemy team ended up dominating me on the scoreboard while I imagined them random-critting my holes. God help me. also, I'm a pyro and scout main. 

    anyone can drink monster HOWEVER ppl should be mindful that it is part of emo

      anyone can drink monster HOWEVER ppl should be mindful that it is part of emo / goth culture so drinking it / taking pics with it for an ‘ aesthetic ‘ if ur not alt can actually be considered offensive so just b careful !!
      Anyone can drink monster HOWEVER ppl should b mindful that it is a part of the emo / goth culture so drinking it / taking pics w it for ‘aesthetic’ if ur not alt can actually be considered offensive to just b careful!!!

      Big bags full of knives

        Gerard's big bags full of knives speech

        Gerard’s big bags full of knives speech from the My Chemical Romance WWWY concert in Las Vegas.

        "There was a summer I started collecting knives, big bags full of knives, it's because...my friend died. And I was hoping somebody would try to hurt me, so I could kill them. And he fell down, he went to sleep forever." 
        “there was a summer I started collecting knives. big bags full of knives. it’s because… my friend died. and I was hoping… someone would try to hurt me, so I could kill them. and he fell down. and one day he went to sleep forever.” 

        Hina from Blue Archive

          MILH - Man I Love Hina 
          If Hina has 100 fans, I’m one of them
          If Hina has 10 fans, I’m one of them
          If Hina has 1 fan, I’m that fan
          If Hina has no fans, I’m no longer on this world
          If everyone is against Hina, I’m against the world
          
          Needless to say, Man I Love Hina 
          For Mini Hina:
          
          White hair, fair skin, purple eyes,
          Four horns, big heart, smol in size.
          So brave, so strong, so lovely,
          Like sun, like moon, like the sky.
          
          Believe, beware, be careful.
          The demon makes me unwise.
          Headpat, pamper, spoil Her Grace,
          For the cuteness fill my life.
          
          -----------For Hina,
          -----------with Love
          -----------Sensei
          According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a Hina should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its cute little body off the ground. The Hina, of course, flies anyways. Because Hina doesn't care what humans think is impossible.

          Erwin’s Last Speech

            From Attack on Titan where Erwin gave his last speech to his soldiers before charging to their deaths.

            Everything that you thought had meaning, every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body. We all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless. Does that mean that there was no point in our being born. Would you say that of our slain comrades. What about their lives, were they meaningless. They were not, their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen, the anguished fallen, their lives have meaning because we, the living refuse to forget them and as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! MY SOLDIERS PUSH FORWARD! MY SOLDIERS SCREAM OUT! MY SOLDIERS RAGE! 
            Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAAAAAGE!
            You are absolutely right. It is all meaningless. No matter how many dreams and hopes you have, no matter how happy your life may be, if you are crushed by a rock, it's all the same. We will all die.
            
            Then, is life meaningless? Is it meaningless to be born and hope for the best?
            
            Is it the same for our dead comrades? Were those soldiers meaningless?
            
            No, they were not.
            
            It is we who give meaning to those soldiers! Those brave dead! The poor dead!
            
            It is we, the living, who can remember. We die here and entrust the meaning to the next living. That is the only way to resist this cruel world.
            
            Soldiers, rage! Soldiers, scream! Soldier, fight!
            'It's all meaningless'. No matter what dreams or hopes you had... No matter how blessed a life you've lived... It's all the same if you're shredded by rocks. Everyone will die someday.
            
            Does that mean that life is meaningless? Was there even any meaning in our being born?
            
            Would you say that of our fallen comrades? Their lives—were they meaningless?
            
            No, they weren't!
            
            It's us who gives meaning to our comrades' lives! The brave fallen! The anguished fallen!
            
            The ones who will remember them are us the living. We die trusting the living who follow to find meaning in our lives! That is the sole method in which we can rebel against this cruel world!
            
            My soldiers, rage! My soldiers, scream! My soldiers, fight!

            I GOT FIRED FROM MY JOB OVER CHINESE LESBIANS

              Its the entire transcript of yuyuslivestreamdiary ‘i got fired from my job over chinese lesbians!!’ where she’s roleplaying as Kobeni from Chainsaw Man ranting about how she got fired from her job.

              I got fired from my job over CHINESE LESBIANS okay? Like, I used to work at a BAKERY right, PAST TENSE, until this whole Chinese lesbians thing happened, okay? Let me start off by saying this was NOT a great work environment, okay? They were lowkey EXPLOITING us, and there were DIDDIES there. There were actually P. DIDDIES working there. Not exactly the best people, so it’s not really a LOSS.
              
              So, like, I worked at the FRONT DESK, okay? Like, at the front place, I’d be like, “HERE’S YOUR CAKE, HERE’S YOUR CAKE, HERE’S YOUR CAKE.” And then, so I was working at that cake place, and then my boss gave me his phone. He’s like, “CAN YOU PLAY SOME MUSIC FOR THE BAKERY?” and I’m like, “OKAY.”
              
              Then my coworker is like, “I LOVE LE SSERAFIM, CHAEWON! CAN YOU PLAY CHAEWON?” So I’m like, “OKAY, LET’S PLAY LE SSERAFIM.” But the first two letters of “LESBIAN” also happen to be the first letters of LE SSERAFIM. So I search it up and then they’re like, “OH, LESBIANS,” in the past YouTube search history. I didn’t think much of it. I was like, “OH, THAT’S JUST A LITTLE BIT ODD,” right?
              
              But an hour later I’m like, “I WANT TO LISTEN TO SOME CHAPPELL ROAN.” So I get the phone and “CH,” “CH” also happens to be the first two letters of CHINESE LESBIANS, and GUESS WHAT was in the search history? And then I completely forgot about this; like, he took a bunch of PICTURES of the search history, and then he sent everybody, he’s like, “HA, IT’S SO FUNNY.” I’m like, “OH, OKAY.”
              
              So, like, a bunch of months later I remember this. I’m like, “OH, REMEMBER THE TIME WE SAW THAT IN HIS SEARCH HISTORY?” And then I was like–and then she was like, “OH YEAH, I REMEMBER.” I’m like, “OH, I SAW THIS. I SAW LIKE THE PICTURES OF THE SEARCH HISTORY,” and she’s like, “OH, OKAY.” And then she was like, “CAN I SEE?” and I was like, “OKAY, YEAH, YOU CAN SEE.” So I sent it to her, and I thought I sent it to her, but I ACCIDENTALLY SENT IT TO THE WORK GROUP CHAT with HIS WIFE in it.
              
              And so when I sent it to that group chat, I left my phone for FIVE HOURS okay? I don’t go back to my phone for five hours, and then after those five hours, I come back to like THIRTY MISSED CALLS. And then, like, my friend responded to the picture with, “OH, THIS IS THE BOSS’S SEARCH HISTORY,” she literally, like, gave my picture contact. And then his WIFE–we did not know his wife was in that group chat either. So his wife responded with an ADRENALINE-FUELED RANT like, “WHY ARE YOU SAYING THIS, WHAT’S GOING ON?” And apparently, she was scared, thinking we were IMPLYING HER HUSBAND WAS CHEATING by watching lesbians on YouTube or whatever.
              
              I’m sitting there like, “WHAT’S WRONG WITH CHINESE LESBIANS? ARE YOU JUST HOMOPHOBIC OR SOMETHING?” I LOVE CHINESE LESBIANS; no clue why you’re pressed. This is my SIGN: NEVER work somewhere that EXPLOITS YOU because THIS is what you’ll get. And at this point, I’m starting to believe the boss is the one SEARCHING UP CHINESE LESBIANS because they keep CHANGING THEIR STORY. One day it’s, “WE HAVEN’T USED THIS PHONE IN A LONG TIME,” or “THIS IS SOMEBODY ELSE’S PHONE.”
              
              Like, what are you even saying? They didn’t tell anybody about it; they were just like, “SHH, WE DON’T TRUST YOU. YOU CAN LEAVE.” They didn’t tell any of her parents; they didn’t tell anybody who worked there. ARE YOU JOKING ME? OH MY GOD.