and wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command

all five of our cats, of varying ‘we just found this guy’ backstories, are snobs to the degree that if the meat chunks in their expensive wet food isn’t chopped up finely enough they will leave those chunks behind in the bowl. they also eat bugs and lizards.

😷

engineer familiars

🎼

in my mind you’re forever linked to the memory of landry violence

honorable mentions:
-the iliad. required reading by my homeschooler mom and the baffling and miserable experience made me realize she has never known what she’s doing
-sexploitation pulp horror i read at 13 and only remember enough to know it definitely gave me a priest kink

turns out “normal” people don’t find the alien planet full of genderless guys who only have junk when they’re actively down to do the deed to be refreshingly straightforward and relatable. weird right?