#Consent is important to me

[hetaero]

realizing that wanting the cripplingly shy dude comes with the cost of having to initiate literally everything 😔

[erebus0dora]

i can't unsee this, so have a black tie event follow-up to the gremlin t-shirt art

[whitegownsandflowercrowns]

Hey, so just with some of the discourse floating around this site, I just wanted to remind people of one thing:

It does not matter if you’ve been dating for a week or have been married for twenty years, being in a relationship does not and never will mean that you owe your partner(s) any form of intimacy. You do not owe them sex, you do not owe them xyz type of sex, you do not even owe them cuddling. Being in a relationship does not change the fact that you have bodily autonomy.

[hajihiko]

My friend Hajimmy Hinata birthday post🎆🎉

[allamericandogboy]

okay listen i love fagbreaking but the reverse is also really good.

meeting some straight (“straight”) guy who hasn’t thought too hard about having sex with men before me. maybe he thinks hooking up with me would be a good way to subtly indulge those mildly curious thoughts in the back of his mind. i look like a man, sure, but i’ve still got a cunt and he could convince himself that i’m a girl if he tried hard enough.

but actually doing it, feeling my hands on him, he can’t pretend. he’s trying so, so hard. he thought he’d be able to see me as a girl. he can’t.

and maybe he tries to back out because of it. he’s getting cold feet. that’s not fair, though, i’d tell him. he asked for this. and i’ve already got my hand down his pants and i can feel how hard he’s getting. wouldn’t it be so much easier to just give in? to admit he’s gonna be such a good fag for me? practically begging for it?

and when i’m on my knees for him and he lets out that little groan and “good boy” slips from his lips, i know i’ve got him. he can’t pretend. even if he wants to go back to pretending tomorrow, we both know he’s a faggot tonight.

[sinsandsweetness]

💿 I was thinking maybe Daryl and consensual somnophilia ? If that’s alright?

cw- somnophilia. proceed with caution.

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You’re so fucking close to him. He can’t help the way his body’s reacting. Sharing a sleeping bag as an attempt to keep warm in the crisp autumn evening. It’s working. Oh boy, is it ever working. He’s warm. Hot even. Burning up at the feeling of your ass pressed to his crotch. And not to mention, he’s rock solid. Trying his absolute hardest not to move his hips against you but goddamn, you’re not making it easy. The way you’re pushing back on him in your sleep…

You are asleep. He knows that. You don’t want him. It’s just your body reacting to his. To the closeness. At least that’s what he tells himself.

What he wouldn’t give to pull your pretty little pyjama pants down and fuck you sideways til the sun comes up.

“Mmhm,”

He freezes at the sound of your moan. Was he rocking too hard? Did he wake you up from the throbbing tent in his pants?

But as he listens closely, he can still hear that soft, adorable snore coming from your nose. At the realization, his shoulders relax and he nuzzles his face into your neck.

He knows he’d be way too scared to touch you like this if you were awake. The way he’s breathing in your scent, with his lips brushing your neck. His arm wrapped around your waist and pulling you flush against his chest. Against his painfully hard, swollen erection. The one that’s probably leaking through his flannel pyjama pants if he had the courage to turn around and feel. He doesn’t. He doesn’t even want to know if it’s true. The thought alone makes him cringe. God, he feels pathetic. The only time he can show you what you mean to him is when you aren’t even awake to see it. To feel it. Well… you can feel it. But you’re not aware of it. You’re not even conscious.

The hand around your waist trails lower. Reaching the thin band of your sleep pants, Daryl starts to fidget with the flimsy drawstring. Fighting the temptation to slip his hand underneath and rub you over your panties. Show him how much you really mean to him.

He shouldn’t. He knows better. But for some reason it doesn’t stop him from grinding further into your ass. Squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling, doing everything in his power not to moan right in your ear.

His stomach drops when he feels your hand grab his. The one fidgeting with your drawstrings. His mouth gets all dry and he feels like he’s about to throw up. That is, until you press his hand further down, guiding his touch to your cotton covered cunt.

He’s frozen. Confused. Heart racing so hard he can feel it against the pillow. He can hear his blood pumping through his damn arteries.

You moved. He knows you’re still asleep. He’d put money on it. But you fucking moved his hand in your sleep and now, he doesn’t even know what to do with himself.

His temptations get the best of him and slowly, he starts to rub lazy circles over your clit. Soft, tired mumbles begin to leave your throat. No words, just faint, sleepy sounds. Groans and whimpers. Subconsciously asking for more. Begging for some form of release.

“Fuck,” he breathes out. Continuing to grind into your ass. Slow as his body will let him. He can already feel his orgasm starting to build. Dick throbbing as he uses your cheeks. Chasing the sweet friction of your warmth against his cock.

He can’t help himself. He doesn’t even want to. It’s a miracle you haven’t woken up yet, and it’s giving him this rush of adrenaline that has him wondering what else he can get away with. What else you can manage to sleep through.

That’s when he slips his hands under your waist band. Under your panties too. The pad of his middle finger immediately going to glide up through your drooling slit. Already soaking with arousal.

Shit.

Your warm cunt practically invites him in. He starts pumping to the same rhythm as his thrusts against your ass. You let out a moan at the feeling of his thick digits hitting your sweet spot.

Fuck. He buries himself into your neck as he fingers you. He doesn’t even want to see if he woke you up. You’re not stopping him. So you mustn’t have an issue, on the off chance that you are awake.

You’re still gripping the arm that’s wrapped around you, muscles flexing against your touch as his fingers work their borderline magic below the covers. You feel yourself drifting in and out of that drowsy state between awake and asleep. Feeling the warmth encompass you as your orgasm starts to flow through you. A wave of dreamlike pleasure erupting from your core as the man’s hips from behind you start to stutter. Cumming right there in his pyjama pants. His movements slow to a halt as he’s forced to come to terms with what he’s done. His eyes are still closed. Too scared to look up and see your pretty ones looking back at him. So with his blue eyes closed, he gently removes his hands from your panties, still dripping with your creamy substances.

It’s hitting him. The fact that he just made you come. And he’s starting to feel guilty, the feeling quickly forcing him to come down from his high. Stomach beginning to churn as his heart rate speeds up once again.

Just turn around and go to sleep.

He listens to the voice in his head. Trying his best to turn over without making a sound. Without bothering your limp body laying next to him.

He lifts his fingers to his mouth and he’s convinced he could come again from the taste of you.

Within a few minutes, he starts to doze off, facing the dark, mesh siding of the tent. He feels you rustle beside him in the sleeping bag. Flipping around and snaking an arm around his own waist. Quickly settling your body against his back. Cuddling up like his puzzle piece and tucking your chin on his shoulder.

You press a sweet kiss right below his ear and mumble a quiet, “g’night, D.”, into his skin.

And to avoid the humiliation that rapidly shoots up his core and burns like a fire across his whole face, he decides that it’s probably his turn to pretend to be asleep.

[separatist-apologist]

Feyre: Rhysand is my mate and I'm telling you this to your face.

Also Feyre: If you try and break my mating bond, I'm going to ruin your life.

Also Feyre: If you drag me back to Spring against my will, I'll destroy everything you love.

Tamlin: Break her mating bond so I can drag her back to Spring and we can start over.

Also Tamlin: I can't believe you destroyed everything I love and ruined my life!

[stardust-falling]

fandom psa; there is nothing whatsoever that is inherently "problematic" about shipping characters who are "found family."

Adoption is not found family. A blended family is not found family. A found family or chosen family is a group which, through circumstances or simply mutual affection, hold their relationship to one another with equal care and importance as family members ought to. It's not the same type of relationship.

It's not incest. It's not even pseudo-incest unless you want it to be. I personally don't care what people ship, but I'm absolutely tired of people misusing the term "found family" to just recreate the idea of a nuclear family and force those roles onto the entirety of a fandom. Sure, maybe characters who are found family may view themselves like siblings, or like a parent and child or aunt and niece, but they might also just see each other as friends-- and guess what? romantic partners too! That's technically the most widely-accepted form of found family/chosen family there is!

The whole point of found family/chosen family is to have the importance of "family" on relationships that lie outside the commonly-understood bounds of that relationship. Not to recreate the "mommy-daddy-daughter-son" dynamic with unrelated characters and use that headcanon or fanon dynamic to enforce your own morality or preferences on other fans.

[greatalastoraltruist]

I feel like swinging a bat at a hornets nest so I'll say the quiet part out loud. A lot of y'all are bein aphobic as hell when it comes to Alastor. Alastor is seen to act repulsed multiple times in the show when other characters have suggested sexual acts with him and between that and his being confirmed ace, the fact that Alastors tag is still full of smutty fics just shows that you don't respect the character or folks on the ace spectrum at all. Yes, some ace folks aren't sex repulsed but Alastor clearly isn't one of those folks and y'all doing gymnastics to try to justify your constant objectification of our only confirmed ace character says a lot about y'all and how little y'all respect us.

Y'all are doing the exact thing to Alastor that so many of us on the ace spectrum fear from those around us every single day. You don't care about the character at all, you only care about how you wish he would fuck you and there's literally a whole show of other characters you can do that with that isn't the only confirmed ace character.

[jos-reblog-emporium]

Don’t stop unless my eyes have glazed over

Even then, keep going

Don’t stop unless I’m sobbing

Even then, keep going

Don’t stop unless I’m screaming

Even then, keep going

Don’t stop unless I’m begging

Even then, keep going

Don’t stop unless I’m a puddle

Even then, keep going

[venvellan]

i will always always love and adore how fiercely astarion advocates for himself. against oblodra, declining the drow twins (depending on when you meet them), asking after your intentions with halsin if you pursue them both, etc. the multiple occasions that he'll break up with tav for violating his boundaries really stand out to me. i love that even when he's not sure what relationship he wants to have with sex, he'll end things if you try to force him a direction. even when he's questioning himself, an objectively very vulnerable place to be, he knows that he has the right to navigate it on his own and cut you off if you take advantage of him. it's such an important skill for him to have and he's so so good at it. i'm so proud of him.

considering how hard it can be for someone who's been through what he's been through to advocate for themselves like this, in as little time as he does, i just never stop appreciating it. he needs help doing what's best for him sometimes, but who doesn't ?? he deserves someone that'll make the right choices for him when he struggles to do it himself. and he deserves the world. idc

[laughterfixs]

So because I had some people unable to respect boundaries and things came up on stream that we decided we’re not comfortable with today. Let me lay this out nice and clear

I will NOT be doing a face reveal. Not now, and highly likely NOT EVER

We WILL NOT be doing repetitive scenarios or roleplays on stream. If you want us to react to something in character that’s fine, but we’re not setting up a whole rp with you and yer ocs.

If we tell you NO. We mean NO. If we tell you STOP, then STOP.

This ENTIRE community is based on consent, boundaries and trust. And Floof and I were not respected whatsoever today. I will not allow it to happen again.

If you can’t respect that? You will be timed out and possibly banned from streams should you continue.

I will be coming up with a list of rules that I expect people to follow during streams. And if these rules are broken and people continue to cross boundaries and not listen, then I will stop streaming all together. And I don’t want to do that because I’ve loved my time with the channel and love bringing people content that there just isn’t a lot of out there. I love interacting with the nice folk who follow us and just goofing around with my friends and our characters. But if people aren’t going to listen, then I will not be streaming anymore.

We’ll see how it goes next Sunday. That will be yalls last chance.

TLDR:

Respect me and respect my team or there will be no more streams.

[mathlann]

Warhammer/Marazhai brainrot has me so fucking stupid.

[riverofrainbows]

It sends me a little spinning right now to realise just how much us trans men and trans mascs are erased and ignored.

Not only the amount of historical figures where every clue points to them being men where people insist they are women who wanted more rights. Like yes that existed but someone living his entire life as a man, referring to himself as a man in diaries and such and wanting to be buried stealth (which was ignored which is the only reason we know he was trans to begin with) does not scream "woman".

Then the next point, how people always say that there weren't any historical trans men, and how we know about such few of them. It's because people assigned female at birth back then didn't have rights. It's hard to run away and start a life as a man when you legally can't open a bank account ir get a job alone and are maybe stuck with unsupportive people or in an abusive marriage. And i didn't even realise how much this would have hindered historical fellow trans men's expression until recently because i hadn't seen anyone talk about this before that.

The fact that i thought it was common knowledge that hrt and surgery bans are more targeted at trans men, especially by TERFs, and sports bans and bathroom laws are more targeted at trans women, but somehow the first part always falls under the table in discussions about it. As if the one of the most influential books amongts transphobes in general isn't "Irreversible damage", a book that targets specifically trans men and our reproductive ability and "female pretty body". As if Ms Bossterf herself doesn't focus on trans men, and AUTISTIC TRANS MEN, for the bigger part of her manifesto. Them claiming to "protect" us against our own decisions doesn't actually mean forced detransition is protection just because they call it that. How can someone say that TERFs only focus on and intend to harm trans fems, and ignore the purposeful damage towards trans mascs?

And i want to make a short announcement that this post is not to ignore the transphobia against trans fems, because i know someone will claim it is, i am just focusing on trans men right now. People can talk about more than one topic at different times.

[bunnihearted]

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[i-am-trans-gwender]

Why didn't Lucifer put all of his angelic power into his cock and fuck Adam in front of everyone?

(Don't take this seriously it's just a shit post. Also Adam and Lucifer both consent in this scenario)