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you may even project all of these but some things get reused more than others... for me it's being aspec, giving the blorbos a cat, and headcanoning them as being good at singing lmao.

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OK so brats

They're actually really easy to control once you understand their motivation. And generally I split them up into three groups.

1. Attachment issues. Brats in this category need constant reassurance that you love them but often can't communicate that to you. So they seek this reassurance by breaking rules to test if you care about them enough to put them in their place. It's not a game and it should be taken seriously. If you're consistent with your rules they will eventually learn that they are loved and will stop intentionally breaking rules. If you've ever parented a 2-4yo you know what I mean.

2. Masochists. These brats, some way or another, have learnt that the best way to get their dom to hurt them is by acting out. You can control these brats by: a) internalising that punishments aren't good tools for training. b) using pain as a reward. c) reassuring them that there's nothing wrong with wanting pain and rewarding them when they use their words.

3. Fucking Brats. These brats just enjoy fighting, they want you to fight back and they want to loose. You can control these brats by refusing to engage or by communicating to them that this is not the time and you don't want to fight right now. You can train the brat out of them by using disappointment but honestly if you don't also enjoy the fight then you probably shouldn't be playing with this type of brat.

Secret 4th option. Obedient submissives who just like to banter and have been labeled brats by people who have never experienced an actual brat.

And remember; if your brat is winning then change the game

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A classic trope but such a good one:

Extremely slutty and rambunctious son of a lord who hires a bodyguard for him, the son scoffing

not realising the bodyguard's been hired to protect him from himself more than others, and has his father's permission to corral him by any means necessary

Finding himself bent over his new guard's knees, gasping in pain as his arse is spanked mercilessly red, seething with stinging pain, until he's sobbing for mercy - whereon his new guard rewards his obedience by sinking two fingers inside him and, just as mercilessly, making him come

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How to Paint Light by jonhuangart

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Pssst... something new is coming...

...this weekend!

Free, non-AI animal art references.

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I'm currently doing an online art school program and I thought I'd share some notes on clothing pieces for anyone else whose like me and for some reason can't understand objects with free from lol I hope you find some of these observations/ notes useful for any of your art journeys!

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it is what it is [bawling my eyes out]

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three posts in a row about jacking off

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im literally so horny for a guy i met once that imagining him biting my neck is giving my brain the bluescreen of death.

this is what happens when you get no game for a year and a half straight + stressed to all hell + fucked up hormones

to be fair...i did use him as a human shield when i was fighting for my life in the scary ass dark ass escape room. so i think i truly fell there LITERALLY and FIGURATIVELY (I ate shit by the platform in front only he saw and that embarrassment has me in a chokehold as well)

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Being trained to such cock against your will but not forcefully.

Imagine being locked in a room. It’s comfortable, couch, chairs, carpet, even a plush bed. There’s everything you would want to keep yourself entertained with and despite there being no windows the light fluctuates in rhythm to fit the time of day. The only ominous feature (besides being locked there) is the big heavy metal door with a small panel for food deliveries and a circular panel which has yet to be opened.

Oh, and the dildo attached to one of the walls.

The dildo is, you have surmised, one of those hollowed out ones that can eject fluids. Disgusting, you muttered to yourself the first time you saw it. There’s even some clear liquid dripping from it. Thankfully the carpet absorb the droplets and it makes no sound.

However, after the first day or so you can’t help but eye it. You have gotten food, good food even, but no water. Your mouth is parched and after much debate you spent a few painstakingly slow hours collecting droplets from the dildo in a cup. For the first time in 24 hours you have a glass of water. And once the cup is empty you must have more. Shy and stubborn you lick at the dildo, might as well cut out the middle man, and after a couple of licks a click sounds and water starts flowing out. Surprised you barely think before latching on, your lips around the tip as you greedily drink down the water.

It continues like that for about a week. A little song-and-dance of licking at the dildo until it starts ejaculating precious water. And you get used to it.

Then, one day, it doesn’t work. You lick and lick and lick, but nothing happens. Perhaps it’s run out? Whoever put you in here is done playing? Or maybe you are not trying hard enough?

The last thought hits a couple of hours after the thirst and seems too logical to not try. So you take the tip in your mouth, just the first few centimetres and you almost cry with joy when the water starts flowing.

Sucking the tip works for about a week before the dildo is dry again. But this time you know what to do.

So you take a little more.

And when that stops working… You take a little more.

Two months is all it took but now you’re deep throating the dildo, slobbering and licking and sucking to keep the water flowing.

And you are so used to the motions that when the round panel in the door slides down and a cock appears you happily attend to that too.

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Stumbling in on Bestfriend!Buggy getting off and he’s embarassed and sure he ruined the relationship and he’s trying not to show that he’s more turned on being caught and offering to help him immmmmmmmmmmmmmm 🫣 I have so many thoughts tonight

Ooooh, yes, anon. I like this. I like this a lot.

wc: ~1.2k (this got out of hand) warnings: nsfw, buggy x gn!reader, profanity, male masturbation, cum, friends to...?, the ending might be a bit awkward

You work together on the ship, so it's only natural that you become close.

To Buggy, that's it. That's all he can expect. You're friends because you work together and there's a closed pool of choices for you to pick from.

He can't tell you that every hug gives him a disgusting fluttery feeling. He can't tell you that he only feels like himself under the spotlight of your eyes.

He definitely can't tell you that he pops a boner whenever you sit on his lap.

And you can't tell Buggy that you sit on his lap so often because you like him too.

Okay, so you need him for something. It's urgent, so you knock and swing Buggy's door open all in the same move. An amateur move, really.

There's Buggy, laying on his bed. His face is red and his cheeks are turning brighter by the second. The blankets look a bit haphazard.

You know. How could you not? This isn't the first time you (nearly) walked in on this exact act, but it is the first time you didn't immediately turn around. You were so caught up in the emergency (what was it again?) that you didn't even hear the tiny voice in your head saying slow the fuck down.

Buggy's a mess. Pissed and embarrassed. Sputtering out excuses, spit flying from his lips. Slamming his fist on the bed. "Give me fucking minute!"

Why did you come in here again? Because all you want to do now is tease your best friend. What a schmuck, getting himself in this position. "Did you seriously forget to lock the door before whacking off?"

"That's not- I wasn't- Get the fuck out!" Buggy throws a pillow at you. A pillow. Terrifying.

You close the door and make a big show of using the lock. Click. Unlock. Lock. Unlock. Lock. "It's not that hard. Maybe you wanted to get caught, you pervert."

He doesn't respond fast enough. Buggy doesn't know what to say. He didn't plan on getting caught, but, fuck - if this isn't turning him on even more. He hopes you can't see his dick twitching under the blankets.

"So you did want to get caught? Hah, I'm going to use this against you!" you goad.

"Just fucking leave, you creep!" Buggy launches another pillow…which does nothing.

You consider it, just for a moment. But the way Buggy is sitting there, clutching his blankets and avoiding your eyes… "Nah, I like watching you squirm."

Eyes wide, he finally looks at you. And watches as you walk over and sit on the edge of the bed. His bed. The bed where he's currently half dressed.

Buggy kicks you through the blankets, trying to shove you away.

Trying not to fall off the bed, you grab the blankets…and yank

And there he is. Your best friend. And his hard dick.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. No. Buggy did not want to be in this position. You should have never seen him like this. You were never going to look at him the same way.

He's flailing. Trying to kick you again, but your ass is planted on that bed and you are not going anywhere. His hand is trying to cover the boner (literally and figuratively), but there's only so much that fits behind his hand.

Buggy's dick is intent on being seen. With all his movements, the thing is swaying and bobbing, practically waving "hi" to you from behind his shitty hand barrier.

"That's not…" You gulp. "That's not how you do it."

You're not even sure if Buggy can hear you over his own screeching. But he quiets down and stares at you, incredulous and…offended.

You mime jacking off. "You're doing it wrong."

"Screw you," he snaps. Another kick. Another shove. A drop of precum peeks out. "Get out."

"I don't think I can leave in good conscience without knowing that y- you'll be okay."

What is it about Buggy that you want to tease him? Is it because you're friends and you know how to push his buttons?

Finally, he relents. "Will you leave if I do this?" Buggy grumbles He wraps a hand around his dick and bites back the hiss that threatens to escape.

You shrug and nod. Selfishly, you wanted to say, 'Only if you want me to.'

Selfishly, Buggy wished you said you wouldn't leave.

He pumps his fist a few times. "There. Go," he practically whispers.

That was…not enough. It was frustrating, for both of you.

"Keep going," you say, almost as quietly.

Buggy listens.

You watch.

You see the tendons in his hands flex when he changes his hold or adjusts the pressure. You watch another bead of precum poke out the slit before Buggy smears it all over the shiny angry head.

Buggy watches your eyes follow the movement of his hand. How you stare at his cock, just like he's imagined. How you lick your lips.

He slows down, lazily dragging his hand up and down the length, letting you get your fill.

Maybe Buggy would have left the door unlocked earlier if he knew you'd look at him like this.

You realize that you've been squeezing his sheets so hard that your hands ache. Out of everything in reach, these damn blankets are not what you want to be holding.

"What do you think about?" Oh. You didn't plan on asking that, but now you have a painful desire to know. What turns him on? What brought Buggy to jack off in front of a friend?

He shakes his head no and rolls his eyes. Absolutely not. He's not going to answer this.

"C'mon, I'm just curious. I'll keep it a secret, promise."

"Just shut up or leave."

Buggy closes his eyes and tilts his head back. He wants to keep looking at you, but this is becoming too much. At least if he cums in front of you, it'll be like all those naughty fantasies he's kept to himself.

"Buggy…"

He cracks an eye open and looks at you. Fuck, you're so cute.

"Can I try?"

He closes his eyes again and clenches his jaw. He'd rather die than bust a nut right now. After a moment, Buggy nods.

You shift closer and touch his hand. Buggy loosens his grip and you take his cock in your hand. It's so warm. So hot.

Buggy wraps his hand around yours and uses your hand to rub himself.

It doesn't take long - far shorter than you wish - before he grunts and pearly ropes shoot across his stomach. A part of you hopes to get some on your hand so you could…what? What would you do?

Once his balls are empty and his breathing returns to normal, Buggy lets you go.

"I go- I gotta clean up… You should probably go now." He keeps his eyes closed.

"Mm, yeah. Okay."

The bed shifts as you get up. Buggy doesn't want to open his eyes and watch you leave him right now. He'd rather stay in the happy space he's concocted in his head. Things won't be the same after this.

Instead of walking to the door, you walk closer to Buggy.

Bringing a hand up, you gently push a few strands of hair from his forehead and give him the smallest, shortest peck. Just long enough for his sweat to stick to your lips.

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How to show emotions

Part V

How to show grief

a vacant look

slack facial expressions

shaky hands

trembling lips

swallowing

struggling to breathe

tears rolling down their cheeks

How to show fondness

smiling with their mouth and their eyes

softening their features

cannot keep their eyes off of the object of their fondness

sometimes pouting the lips a bit

reaching out, wanting to touch them

How to show envy

narrowing their eyes

rolling their eyes

raising their eyebrows

grinding their teeth

tightening jaw

chin poking out

pouting their lips

forced smiling

crossing arms

shifting their gaze

clenching their fists

tensing their muscles

then becoming restless/fidgeting

swallowing hard

stiffening

holding their breath

blinking rapidly

exhaling sharply

How to show regret

scrubbing a hand over the face

sighing heavily

downturned mouth

slightly bending over

shoulders hanging low

hands falling to the sides

a pained expression

heavy eyes

staring down at their feet

Part I + Part II + Part III + Part IV + Part VI

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A cosmic tribute to my current favourite comment in YouTube history

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Dealing With Executive Dysfunction - A Masterpost

The “getting it done in an unconventional way” method.

The “it’s not cheating to do it the easy way” method.

The “fuck what you’re supposed to do” method.

The “get stuff done while you wait” method.

The “you don’t have to do everything at once” method.

The “it doesn’t have to be permanent to be helpful” method.

The “break the task into smaller steps” method.

The “treat yourself like a pet” method.

The “it doesn’t have to be all or nothing” method.

The “put on a persona” method.

The “act like you’re filming a tutorial” method.

The “you don’t have to do it perfectly” method.

The “wait for a trigger” method.

The “do it for your future self” method.

The “might as well” method.

The “when self discipline doesn’t cut it” method.

The “taking care of yourself to take care of your pet” method.

The “make it easy” method.

The “junebugging” method.

The “just show up” method.

The “accept when you need help” method.

The “make it into a game” method.

The “everything worth doing is worth doing poorly” method.

The “trick yourself” method.

The “break it into even smaller steps” method.

The “let go of should” method.

The “your body is an animal you have to take care of” method.

The “fork theory” method.

The “effectivity over aesthetics” method.