The ribs are the chastity cage of the heart.
ihaveasolutionbutyouwontlikeit:
theshitpostcalligrapher:
huh valid logic there
Askbox is closed for new requests, I’m recording these old ones on the to-write document
So if we’re no longer being chaste, does that mean I finally get to hold your engorged and deliciously pumping heart in my hands? Just for a second? I’m not a doctor, but I am creative and really good at fixing stuff, it’ll work out.
Yes / No
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trainradicalism:
loth-caatgirl:
noosferik:
My job on the anarchist commune will be establishing an organization that withholds mystical knowledge from outsiders and enables its elite members to extract surplus, performing theatrics to convince the general population of our supernatural powers and terrorizing non-believers
it’ll be my job to kill guys like this but then become corrupted by the temptations of the power I’m trying to overthrow
It’ll be my job to poke both of these people with sticks until they knock it off, ultimately reestablishing the very system of coercion we sought to destroy.
datadegroove:
“Streamers”… a class of citizen that will be eliminated in my new utopia
bodidarma:
“Sensory Deprivation Skull by Atelier van Lieshout.
muds0da:
Scrapped comic