"what you define as sex is up to you, you get to decide how many people you’ve had sex with" I dunno about this one I feel like you can't have PIV intercourse with someone and then be like "that didn't count as sex." xD
I dunno. This gets into where on one hand, we want the word “sex” to describe a specific thing… but on the other, it comes with a ton of baggage of “it was sex therefore it was a super big deal full of meaning, and even if it was meaningless, that itself has a meaning.”
As long as the baggage stays, I think the right to decline the baggage stays.
Mine is to be sat on by a really huge guy, wile he gorge himself, and once he’s really full, to fuck my while moaning pleasurably about how stuffed he is.
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Watching him gorging on something he REALLY loves. It has to be something that can take him to near euphoric levels of happiness. Hearing him moan and watching him loose focus on anything else but just getting it inside him - including focus on whether or not he’s full, thus ending up achingly stuffed and begging for rubs. <3 Food trace ftw
intentionally mix up zelda and link mispronounce “anime” refer to anime as “japanese kids cartoons” pronounce pokemon as pokey-mon respond to everything they say with “oh yeah my baby brother likes that!”
I am a nerdy boy and I assure you the only reactions you would get from this are crying or outbursts of rage
you act like your tears aren’t EXACTLY what i want
How big of a fan of winter are you? I'm honestly sick of it at this point; I'm so fucking COLD and my office didn't have the heat on today and I used to think being fat would keep me warm but I GUESS NOT.
In principle, I am fine with winter. In practice, being cold makes me irrationally angry and I have zero capacity to thermoregulate so I swaddle myself in layers til my arms are so thick that pointing is meaningless and physically exhausting. I spend far too much time huddled and bitter and itchy. In conclusion, I think winter should happen only under controlled circumstances and in the presence of those who are genuinely interested. Like opera, or pandas mating.
Color is a tool for communication and one important aspect of branding is being able to “own” a color: Hermés orange, UPS brown, Tiffany blue. Halloween has orange and black. Christmas owns green and red. Sex seems to be red and black. But is that it? Is there room for a color palette that represents the vast spectrum that is human sexuality? The hanky code is a great example but seems to be limited to the bandana in the back pocket. I’m not personally into Littles, but at least they wear bright colors!
I always find it interesting that in most clubs if you are not in fetish wear the minimum requirement is to be in all black. What if my fetish is for tweedy English professors or jockeys? I’ve had this vision in my head of a dungeon that was on the top floor of a building, with huge floor to ceiling windows with sunlight streaming in and billowy white curtains flowing through open windows, and all my play parties would be on a Sunday afternoon, after brunch, and there would be Kir Royals and fresh flowers… but I digress.
Is someone wearing all pink automatically assumed to be channeling a little girl? Would a sadistic dominant wearing all bright green seem as authoritarian?
One of my favorite themed dungeon parties was “80s night”. So much day-glo! So much spandex! I topped a girl while wearing a side ponytail in a day-glo pink scrunchie… and it was then I knew I could top someone while wearing anything.
i know i’ve followed more than one person whose blog transformed into a parenting blog after they had a kid and it was a weird but kinda endearing surprise like “ok it’s the same person they’re just talkin about their life with this kiddo” and that might be how my followers are feeling about this blog now that i have this sweet ass scorpion jacket
“many millennials plan for a Friendsgiving: the thoroughly post-modern holiday that celebrates a paradoxical mixture of just getting by, the excesses of late-capitalism, and the infinitely negotiable non-familial ties that make up young peoples’ lives”—
…or, you know, we just weren’t able to visit our families this year. Or we don’t have biological families whom we can share the holiday with.
I’m sick of all this shitting on millennials and everything we do. All of the generations before us led us into this late-capitalist hellhole. Fuck baby boomers and for fucking us over and then writing endless pieces about how we’re the downfall of western civilization. (via mater-tenebrarum)
“infinitely negotiable non-familial ties”Dude, my chosen family is non-negotiable. That’s why I’ve spent the last 3 Thanksgivings with THEM.
Are we making fun of him because we’re generally making fun of straight male doms? Are because he, in particular, has a body type we don’t associate with dominance? Or just because he does stuff like inexplicably spank his bed? Or is he like a confirmed asshole?
I’m curious. I’m all aboard the make-fun-of-straight-male-doms-on-Tumblr train, because I have yet to see one who isn’t a creepy asshole. I just keep seeing this specific guy getting reamed on my dash.
Shout out to all the closeted LGBT people who have to return to unsafe family environments this season. Remember that there is nothing wrong with you and that no, you are not a hypocrite for loving the people who raised you despite the things they have done to hurt you. Above all remember that you will always have friends who support you even if your family does not.