#BARK. BARK BARK BARK.

[tortoisesshells]

34. stars; for maggie and joe.

Maggie Evans hadn’t asked for much in life, and had let much of what she wanted pass her by: little trinkets she couldn’t afford, friends she had no time for, Joe Haskell, who’d never looked her way, until – Until he had. And then, crushingly, he hadn’t. If there were solace in knowing why Maggie was too far gone to feel it – seeing that thing’s teeth in his neck had made her throat own ache, and heart go light, as though she was scarcely tethered to life at all. Joe said he had to answer the door, after the knock came again – if she could only get him away from here, just as she had thought, those horrible weeks in the Old House, that if she could just run far enough away, she could be free of Barnabas – She took hold of his bedside lamp. Mouthing her silent apologies, thinking desperately of the moon and stars over a balmy sea, of some place in the world where no one had ever even heard of Collinsport – Maggie brought it down on Joe’s head with a dull thud.

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[chikinan]

the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.

[fleapit]

"cis men dni" are you ready to come out of your "no boys allowed" treehouse yet. its time for lunch.

[wolfentwined]

this is who youre asking to work 40hrs per week btw

[scootdoesart]

I finished dungeon meshi and I just need to doodle the sillies being silly to cope

[sunhowler]

in junior year of highschool my art teacher would let our ceramics class play music of our choice off of her desktop. we usually used spotify or youtube but she did have one album downloaded on her computer. it was a halloween sound effects/ambience collection. i dont remember why she had it. there was a track on there called "burning screams" which was exactly what it sounds like. just a cacophony of screams alongside crackling fire. she only let us play it on very special occasions, and we would cheer and jump with joy every time. it was like a pizza party to us

[xx-romantic-pup-xx]

Sick of masturbating i want someone to rail me until i cant see straight

[doggirlhen]

guyliner for women

[brittle-bold]

good shirt from the market today

[plang-works]

my little spin on the iconic delicious in dungeon comic, but with my favorite scene from thriller bark

[guarddogbutch]

you guys need to be normal about people who don't like penetration. people who don't get hard easily. people who finish quickly. people who participate in kink without having sex. people who don't like being touched. people who don't like giving head. people who only like penetration. people who (almost) always squirt. people who take a long time to cum. people who have a hard time getting wet. people who don't talk during sex or anything else that is not part of the way you think people or bodies should behave during sex

[charles-breaks-beakers]

i know how to identify all of the barksies now.

[angel-in-your-basement]

I’ve been thinking obsessively about being fucked doggy, where they’re shoving your head into the pillow and fucking into you. Or the kind where they wrap their hand around your throat and force you to arch back against them. Or the kind where they stop moving and telling you to fuck yourself back on their cock so they can see how desperate you are. Or the kind where they’ve lost all semblance of control and are holding onto your hips and fucking into you so hard you want to cry. Did I mention doggy is my favourite?

[eepybubble]

only thing that stands between me and going to bed is the entire internet that fits in the palm of my hand

[romancerepulsed]

i keep seeing misinformation about this, so: queerplatonic relationships do not have a set definition. the name comes from the idea that it's "queering" the platonic relationship, tailoring it to the individual relationships' own desires. it isn't necessarily romance lite, but it also isn't necessarily whatever definition you want to impose on it. the point of queering the platonic relationship is to break away from strict allonormative views on friendship, romance, and sex, not to make a new categorical box to fit in.

the answer to "what is a qpr?" is "whatever you want it to be." sometimes that is romance lite. sometimes it's a deeply committed friendship. sometimes it's friends who have a sexual relationship. sometimes it's based on an entirely different mode of attraction. sometimes it's fluid and impossible to put into words. it's whatever you want it to be. it's queer.