#TyrPost

[nobodycanjearme]

i wanna be called a good boy so bad collar me and make me yours please fuck me until i am numb in the brain and everything just goes blank

i won’t make any intelligible sounds, only soft whimpers every time you touch me, because just feeling you is so erotic and pleasant that i just can’t help myself

[lifeinthegladhouse]

Been having a very spiritual time lately with interesting coincidences, ancestral stuff, and also just generally. Pulled some really nice runes recently, involving hagalaz and isa and I was like, "well what happens when the ice melts? Is it going to melt?" and the next rune I pulled was fuckin' sowilo lmao.

We found some mjolnirs in a bag donated to our fav re-use shop, it looked like someone had been casting many to make for jewelry, or bought some from china, idk, but there was a lot. I put one on a chain to bury with my father's ashes, and then I also made one for me with wooden beads I got but I need to find a clasp to fix it up and wear it.

Also lol when I was getting a big scary (for me) procedure, my partner saw a license plate that just said Tyr on it and said a rather intimidating old man was in the car. (She venerates Tyr). It was super weird lmao.

[lifeinthegladhouse]

its a long story but we are convinced the gods made our lives increasingly difficult including adding rats to the mix but if that hadnt of happened we may not be where we needed to be. it seemed cruel at the time.

my partner said something about asking for a sign on the "lords day" and it was her deity's day. she, as she said this, opened a drawer to reveal a dead mouse curled up next to the silverwear. that same day, i believe, or the night before, the back door lock broke and she had to call a locksmith to get back into the house.

the next day was my birthday and also MY Lord's Day. we saw a friend from out of town perform, and events perspired that made us realize we wanted to and needed to leave.

months passed of bitter back and forth with our horrid landlord, the mice, and moving.

the last few weeks we lived there, I was gazing outside thru the kitchen window and saw a crow or raven (i know the difference and in my city they did live together and there was a bonafide raven living near our house but im unsure if it was Him or not) carrying a mouse in its claws and flying off my neighbors roof. i cheered for him for being natures cleanup crew but also had never seen such a thing ij irl and it seemed such a fluke. i felt moved by this.

the next day i saw a mouse dead on our back patio.

I wondered if the corvid had somehow dropped it despite flying elsewhere...and i knew it wasnt from us as we got rid of them.

i got closer

it wasnt real. it was a mouse toy, perhaps one a cat carried. but none of the local neighbors cats had toys like this (we asked), and it couldnt have been from the corvid.

it made us feel as if the gods were saying yes youre moving. the rodents are no longer a threat. we've taken care of it. just fake toys now.

so yes

i found god a few times in a hopeless place.

edit; there was ratshit a few days prior and weird noises. we think they came in during a particularly bad heat wave but we didnt realize it and suddenly there were many. one even bit her in bed. yes. really. it was bad. it smelled awful. we hated killing them. we werent reimbursed for our hotel stays. our landlord shamed us as if it was our fault. my ocd raged. i was terrified id get hanyavirus from their shits... i didnt even know my partner had been bit until months after we moved. they tried to destroy some of our clothes and books. im still traumatized tbh.

I found god in a hopeless place

[nobodycanjearme]

thinkin bout overstimulating someone with a vibe

I can’t help but imagine the face they would make as they bottom out and whine for me to stop, knowing full well that they don’t mean it, and I don’t plan to anytime soon.

I want to feel them dig their nails into my skin as they’re trying desperately to distract me from my task, to assuage the overwhelming sensations im making them feel

Don’t worry though, I’ll stop eventually. Maybe I’ll take the vibe off right as they start getting all loud and needy again, because hearing them beg for the same torturous sensations that had made them cry out in pain just a few minutes ago would bring me immense joy and satisfaction

[nobodycanjearme]

TW for knives/blood

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“Are you going to behave yourself?”

They say, staring down at the broken body lying supine on the floor. They seem amused by the fact that I can barely speak. I look up at the bloodied knife in their hand as they slide their tongue neatly across the blade, tasting the supple crimson they’d harvested from me earlier.

“Cmon, pipe up slut. You had plenty to say to me earlier, where did all of that wit and intellect go, hm?”

A playful chuckle escapes their mouth. I whine and roll over, trying to push myself up with my bloodied arms. Crouching down beside me, they cock their head like a dog, presumably looking for a response.

And, I would give them a response, but… some part of me can’t help but hope that if I ignore them for long enough that they’ll brandish their silver against my neck again and make me.

If they really wanted me to speak, surely that’s what they’d do.

Disappointment overtakes the intrigue which had previously dominated their expression. “Aw, did my new toy break already? That was awfully quick,” they sigh, trailing off and staring away from me for a moment, seemingly distracted.

Their eyes snap back to mine as I finally raise myself to a sitting position, moving my back against the wall.

“You’re being pretty boring right now. Are you really not going to say anything?”

I smile at them, and through hoarse, painful breaths I shake my head. They frown, turning their attention to the knife resting in their hand, darting their eyes between me and the knife for a few seconds.

My grin can’t help but widen as they suddenly and explosively lunge forward to press the blade against my neck, gripping my chin with their free hand. I catch my breath, then through the fear, I manage to laugh at them. I really can’t help but laugh, for reasons unbeknownst to me. They smile at me,

“What’s so fucking funny, hm? You don’t think I’ll do it?”

I shake my head, they’d never really hurt me. This is all just for kicks.

But then they push in on my neck. Beads of scarlet form upon the light incision. I wince and struggle, but only a little. I still want this, I think. The further they go, the wetter I get, so I must want it.

“I’m surprised that you trust me so much. Poor thing, you really don’t know what’s good for you, do you?”

Soft clicks of disappointment emit from their tongue.

“I expected better from you.”

The blade draws more life from my neck as they continue to apply pressure, and I yelp.

“Aw, what was that stupid little noise? Why don’t you use your words?”

I open my mouth, then close it. I try again to speak, but im unsure of what to say. I wanted this, I think. I still want this, it’s the type of excitement that I would never be able to have in my day to day life. It’s the type of excitement that makes me wet. I should want more.

I open my mouth again, whispering,

“please, fuck me.”

And the knife digs in deeper.

[nobodycanjearme]

Maybe it’s just me being a desperate slut but nowadays seeing almost anyone take genuine interest in me makes me immediately want them

You’re attracted to me? That’s hot as fuck, can I rail you now? I promise to whisper praise into your ears to let you know how good you’re doing for me! I’ll even leave little kisses and marks along your neck if you want! I’m just happy that you want me <3

[lifeinthegladhouse]

im feeling called out

Tuesday and Wednesday (Hellenic)

[nobodycanjearme]

I’m going to go insane I need to be fucked I need it I need it aghh

I want to bleed for someone I want to be theirs I want to be collared and yanked around and laughed at while they finger me until I cry, because all other noises have escaped me.

I want them to hold a knife up to my neck as they look down at me below them, a sadistic smile painted across their face. Their very aura is dangerous, just hearing them talk a certain way causes shivers to creep up my spine, but I love it.

I’m pathetic and that’s fine by the both of us.

[nobodycanjearme]

god i can’t help but crave the feeling of being fucked, what have i done to myself

my nightly vibe sessions are starting to get to my head. it’s all i really want anymore, stimulation i mean. i’m a fucking addict i cannot stop thinking about pressing a vibrator to my clit, or him pressing one to me

i want him here so he can bite and fuck me, maybe then i’d stop having these thoughts constantly, or maybe that would make them worse. i don’t care though, i honestly hope they get worse. i’m too much of a slut to bother thinking about anything other than being a good boy for him

[nobodycanjearme]

i want him so bad i need to be fucked silly right now like the dumbass boy-whore that i am

please please please i need this i want to be bitten until i bleed and i want him to fuck me until im so tired can barely move

[nobodycanjearme]

i want them back here to cut me up so bad omfl what have they done to me

i need them i need to be whining at blade point again for them. i want to be in pain again please cut me up until i’m so fuzzy i struggle to breathe please

[nobodycanjearme]

fUCK i was out walking with him today and i wanted to kiss him but i just couldn’t???? putting my face so close to another is scary as shit. how do people do this? my cowardice kept me from claiming that sweet sweet bussy :(((

anyone know how to not be a little bitch and stop being afraid of being close to someone?? cause i wanna kiss him and i want to be kissed i just don’t know how

[nobodycanjearme]

NSFW BLOG! MINORS DNI! thanks!

Ik that wont stop some of yall but I gotta say it anyways, just don’t fuckin talk to me

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Cleaning up this blog so yk we gotta have the

obligatory pinned post

You can call me Tyr

Other names I like: Sir, Daddy, Mommy, Puppy, Slut, Whore, Fag(got), and probably whatever other depraved shit you can think of

19yo, he/she, queer switch

man, woman, NB, idgaf honestly you’re all hot

This blog is mostly where I talk about horny thoughts I have and indulge my fantasies. Occasionally I might use this blog to vent about loneliness and my life. If that’s not ok w you then maybe don’t follow me.

stuff im into

current favorites in blue

Puppyplay/petplay

Pain (biting, cutting, etc)

Knives

Blood (vampires by extension)

Praise

Degradation

Humiliation

Overstim

Somno

Intox (weed only)

Hypno (receiving only)

Forcemasc (occasionally forcefem but I’ll never post about it)

Terato (mostly werewolves)

Penetration (giving only)

Polygamy/polyamory whatever it’s called

Transfur/transformation

Definitely more, just can’t think of them all rn

Limits

I will never talk about being penetrated on this blog. It makes me uncomfortable.

Scat

Subbing for people I don’t know very well. I’ll post about it sometimes but don’t take that as an invitation

Never posting or sending pics, don’t bother asking

More might be added but im down for pretty much anything. If it’s a kink that exists I’ve probably fantasized about it at least once before

Tags: TyrPost, TyrResponds, TyrVent

Anons: none yet 💔

Not on here to find a relationship, but I’ll entertain you for a night if you’d like. Don’t be shy, step right up and bark for me, pup 💙

[nobodycanjearme]

butch lesbian friend and I tag teaming a pathetic bisexual girl would be so fun

[nobodycanjearme]

rrrgh im on vacation for a while and forgot to bring my vibe, it’s so much harder and takes so much longer to cum without it

And even when I do cum it’s not as good as when it’s with the vibe!!!

I’m so fucking desperate rn please I just need something anything I need to get off so bad

[nobodycanjearme]

he’s been gone for way too long, i need him here with me. i want him to pet my head and call me his good boy while we snuggle.

i want him to kiss me everywhere, leaving marks that remind me of him the next day. i want him to hold me and never ever let go, i want to be completely and totally his

please come back, love. i miss you