Harp the Wigglytuff @wigglytuffitout@computerfairi.es

"not tagging this because it's not horny so don't come at me!!!!" does not really work when it's artwork that still makes me know your most major kink in .2 seconds and makes me deeply uncomfortable because that's a kink that i really would have appreciated a heads-up to avoid as i have filters in place to do so

when you spend more time slobberingly rendering fat bellies than you do on faces

I Fucking Know Your Game

also holy shit is one of the new legendaries for pogeymanz really a dog with a sword in its mouth

i fucking

love it

i love this

i love it so much

didn't sleep last night, finally gave up at 6:30, took last pain pill, managed to sleep until noon, got up thankfully just as my mom was pulling in with pain med refill

given the last couple days was me halfing my pain med dose to stretch it out, i feel like some kinda idk

i need a gif of someone crawling out of a crater after getting a nuke dropped on them

that me

and if you'll look to your left on our tour, you'll see the resident wigglytuff screaming into the fucking void after tossing and turning all night and finally getting up at 6am to throw in the towel and take more pain medication while feeling very guilty about it

winkwink it's goth cat time

tomorrow i run world of darkness for the tomes and the khloe book stamps

so i got to the point in breath of the wild where link equips the Champion's Genderfuck in order to get into gerudo town and i am fucking dying at the 'how to romance a dude' class

RISAAAAAA. THAT'S CRIMEEEEEEES.

@InspectorCaracal god - and those game developers, i guess - only knows. for i am far too terrified to find out

right, so, who knows the tankie that did this and what is going on here. https://www.themoscowtimes.com/2019/06/04/sex-with-stalin-bdsm-game-enrages-russian-communists-a65873

because i forgot that the urls get truncated: cws for, uh, there's a game comin' out where you have bdsm sex with stalin. and not even the "i hate everything about this, but especially the fact that you're actually fairly handsome" young stalin, either

yeah it's time to stop doing this paperwork for today, before i answer "do you have problems with authority figures?" with "i was going to say no but with every question the urge to call you a motherfucker is an idiot, o bunch of questions, so i guess that's a solid maybe"

i give it 75% odds that they pulled up somebody else's information and tried to charge somebody else's card and also call somebody else about it lmfao. or are just talking out their asses.

super groovy of them to not tell me this until the third time i asked "no really, where is my order from you", tho. SUPER GROOVY.

ah. so procana went from "it's in the mail no problems!" to "it's on its way, and will be here the early in week of the 2nd" to "actually your order never went through and we called and emailed lots of times because there was a problem with your cc number?"

me, gazing at my empty voicemail inbox, and my lack of emails from them other than receipt and shipping notice: ❌ TO DOUBT

at least this means there's not actually any pending charges from them so i can fuck off elsewhere

my cbd oil, which they told me was on the way on may 24, and then told me would DEFINITELY be here by today, still has not materialized and to boot the tracking number is still "in pre-shipment, label printed but package not received"

also, the faulty joy-con that got sent away for repairs is acting up..... again.

also also, the cold packs continue to spring leaks, and i need to contact *that* seller and be disgruntled at them.

:|

well i hate being The Angry Customer but, alas, i gotta today

i went digging thru old stupid pictures i cobbled together so please, all #nier and #yokotaro fans, have an inspirational board and a nice drink

also, relevant for all of us ffxiv players hitting up the next round of raids in the upcoming expansion

i may not be quite in the size range to wear it comfortably yet, but i *have* confirmed that my lindybop dress still does an above and beyond job of serving up my titties to look the best they've ever looked, on a silver platter, with a sprig of parsley and decoratively cut radish garnish, worthy of a michelin star

once i get to where i can wear it, and a bra, comfortably, IT'S ALL OVER FOR YOU MOTHERFUCKERS

that #spoonie feeling when, after becoming more and more damnably grimy, you finally acquire enough spoons to take a shower and emerge from your cocoon of sweat and filth, like minerva popping fully-formed from zeus's head