Shit you think about while on bed at night

[BenJepheneT]

Even if money were to disappear and we go back to bartering, we'd just find an item that's a common denominator to even the trade. Like water, or flour. So technically, if we live in a femdom hellscape, we'd use cum as legal tender. We'd use tied, filled condoms, or just bring the guy itself.

There's people out there who have no concept of varying culture, upbringing and background. These people will use their moral compass as an absolute, and those that don't align with their compass will be seen as inhuman. In other words, the abuse of the concept of humanity. There is no stopping these people if they don't consider you human; since you're not equal, they don't have to be humane with you.

We may love sexy characters with big tiddies or giant pecs, but technically, unless specified, there is no concrete proof that they don't have a dick or a pussy. So technically, there is no evidence that Makima from Chainsaw Man had a vagina, so on and so forth. This either horrifies or entices you, depending on your tastes.

How the fuck did we make recipes in the first place? Who the fuck thought to burn some flour at a VERY SPECIFIC time and make bread? How did we come up with the idea to peel the peanuts and eat the nuts? How did we make pasta sauces? I'm aware of the process, I just want to know what prompted motherfuckers to go "yes, we'll grind these nuts into butter texture and spread this shit on bread".

To quote a good movie, the greatest trick the devil ever pulled is convincing people it doesn't exist. I have a feeling that applies to many things, and simultaneously birthed many paradoxes. We can't prove inexistence, unless under specific circumstances. So for all we fucking know, anime world might exist in a entirely different law within our world, and we just don't know it yet. Maybe it's hidden under your kitchen floorboard. Go check it out.

We still don't know what the Stonehenge is for, and it's a giant testament towards humanity's incessant pursuit to find great meanings in random things. They've made all these giant theories ranging from burial grounds and alien landing sites and NOT ONCE considered that perhaps, some chads got together during one ancient English Bros' Night Out and put random rocks in one circle. Hell, if I knew the lengths these historians go to find meaning in shit, I'd make a dozen more of these too. These go for crop circles too.

Aliens definitely exist. I know they don't, but I know they fucking do. I just know it. They're out there, and I don't care what the percentage says; there's one species out there that's fuckable. I don't care about laxative breast milk or acid pussy or magma cocks, there's bound to be an alien race in the expansive universe that houses a species that's semi-compatible to stick into/recieve from. Or they just all look like Jabba the Hut. Who knows? Even then, someone might be into that shit.

I could be standing behind you right now. Don't look. It's too late. You might smile and wave it off as some funny mind trick, but how frequent do you check your ceiling?

 

[RepresentingCaution]

Last night, my thought was, "If Husband doesn't turn off that damn movie within five minutes, I'm going to chew his ear off."

These go for crop circles too.

 

[AliceShiki]

Usual thought process is like...

*start thinking about some story*
*thinks the story is actually nice and starts developing it*
*zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
*wakes up on the next day and continues creating it*
*spends a few weeks creating the story on every possible moment of idle time and right before sleeping*
*finishes making the story from start to end on my head*
"... Yeah, this story is bad. I'm not writing it."
*proceeds to start creating a new story*

 

[AhoDesuGa]

Even if money were to disappear and we go back to bartering, we'd just find an item that's a common denominator to even the trade. Like water, or flour. So technically, if we live in a femdom hellscape, we'd use cum as legal tender. We'd use tied, filled condoms, or just bring the guy itself.

There's people out there who have no concept of varying culture, upbringing and background. These people will use their moral compass as an absolute, and those that don't align with their compass will be seen as inhuman. In other words, the abuse of the concept of humanity. There is no stopping these people if they don't consider you human; since you're not equal, they don't have to be humane with you.

We may love sexy characters with big tiddies or giant pecs, but technically, unless specified, there is no concrete proof that they don't have a dick or a pussy. So technically, there is no evidence that Makima from Chainsaw Man had a vagina, so on and so forth. This either horrifies or entices you, depending on your tastes.

How the fuck did we make recipes in the first place? Who the fuck thought to burn some flour at a VERY SPECIFIC time and make bread? How did we come up with the idea to peel the peanuts and eat the nuts? How did we make pasta sauces? I'm aware of the process, I just want to know what prompted motherfuckers to go "yes, we'll grind these nuts into butter texture and spread this shit on bread".

To quote a good movie, the greatest trick the devil ever pulled is convincing people it doesn't exist. I have a feeling that applies to many things, and simultaneously birthed many paradoxes. We can't prove inexistence, unless under specific circumstances. So for all we fucking know, anime world might exist in a entirely different law within our world, and we just don't know it yet. Maybe it's hidden under your kitchen floorboard. Go check it out.

We still don't know what the Stonehenge is for, and it's a giant testament towards humanity's incessant pursuit to find great meanings in random things. They've made all these giant theories ranging from burial grounds and alien landing sites and NOT ONCE considered that perhaps, some chads got together during one ancient English Bros' Night Out and put random rocks in one circle. Hell, if I knew the lengths these historians go to find meaning in shit, I'd make a dozen more of these too. These go for crop circles too.

Aliens definitely exist. I know they don't, but I know they fucking do. I just know it. They're out there, and I don't care what the percentage says; there's one species out there that's fuckable. I don't care about laxative breast milk or acid pussy or magma cocks, there's bound to be an alien race in the expansive universe that houses a species that's semi-compatible to stick into/recieve from. Or they just all look like Jabba the Hut. Who knows? Even then, someone might be into that shit.

I could be standing behind you right now. Don't look. It's too late. You might smile and wave it off as some funny mind trick, but how frequent do you check your ceiling?

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this is an impressive thread

 

[LoliGent]

So technically, if we live in a femdom hellscape, we'd use cum as legal tender. We'd use tied, filled condoms, or just bring the guy itself.

Interesting, albeit a tad bit disgusting for my taste. I've actually have a post-apocalyptic story idea about a city whose currency is sex. Only a few of the people in the city have necessary resources (food, water, materials to create stuff, the usual necessities) and this led to sex being a currency in of itself because nobody else had anything to barter with. I haven't actually planned it though so I don't know how this premise would play out. And since I'm a lolicon, well, let's just say that I got to be very careful with how I deal with the younger denizens who don't have adults in their lives. But that's for another time.

As for the topic itself, just my stories. I assume you literally mean when you lie in bed, waiting to doze off. I practically just think of the stories I want to write in the future. In fact, I do this all them time when I'm not required to concentrate. This is how I shape my stories in fact without needing to write them down, though of course I'll eventually have to, but it gives me a way to refine them.

 

[AliceShiki]

Interesting, albeit a tad bit disgusting for my taste. I've actually have a post-apocalyptic story idea about a city whose currency is sex. Only a few of the people in the city have necessary resources (food, water, materials to create stuff, the usual necessities) and this led to sex being a currency in of itself because nobody else had anything to barter with. I haven't actually planned it though so I don't know how this premise would play out. And since I'm a lolicon, well, let's just say that I got to be very careful with how I deal with the younger denizens who don't have adults in their lives. But that's for another time.

As for the topic itself, just my stories. I assume you literally mean when you lie in bed, waiting to doze off. I practically just think of the stories I want to write in the future. In fact, I do this all them time when I'm not required to concentrate. This is how I shape my stories in fact without needing to write them down, though of course I'll eventually have to, but it gives me a way to refine them.

Seems very close to what I do! Though I tend to avoid thinking much on the stories I'm currently planning on writing... >.>

I dunno, I just like winging it instead of giving it too much thought I guess~