#and to not be in control

[beewithknee]

@tepid-judas

of submission and relaxation

redactober day 8

(/lh) for all my sub/switch anton deniers:

(18+)

and you’re telling me that after a long day at ETS, making decisions and fixing everything

that the poor man doesn’t wanna lay down?

let someone else make decisions for him?

be pampered?

be taken care of instead of DOING the taking care of???

Like he’d come home, strip and collapse into bed.

His Love would glide their hands along his chest and face, admiring their gorgeous partner.

“May I touch you?” they always check, because some night he can’t bear it. Guilt and shame eating away at his soul. Some nights he needs to be help and gently reminded why they love him, who he is, and the good that he’s putting out into the world.

He nods, head tilting for a kiss. They allow it, lips meeting gently.

Their warm hands slide down his thighs, kneading at the softness there. Light hairs cover his legs and they adore the way he looks under them.

Peeling off his boxers, they nuzzle at him. His soft cock immediately begins to chub. His scent is thick and heady, beautifully him.

His hand goes to their head.

“Anton. Move that hand again, and I’ll tie it to the headboard. Keep them by your sides for me, baby.” He moves back, fingers tangling in the sheets.

“Good boy.” It has him groaning, head flinging backwards. In the back of his brain, he knows two words shouldn’t affect him.

But with his Love between his thighs, mouth tantalisingly close to his cock, the words go straight to his core.

“Please.” His voice cracks and his cheeks flush. It’s embarrassing. It’s perfect. The control is out of his hands.

His wellbeing placed into the care of someone he knows will treasure it.

They move, licking a long stripe up his cock. Anton’s already leaking, precum salty on their tongue.

Digging into his slit, they watch on fondly as he contorts.

The way his eyebrows furrow and his breaths quicken turns them on far too much to be acceptable.

“Ah, my love. Please, don’t tease. I’ve been craving you-” A whimper cuts his words as they take him down.

Their nose hits his pelvis, throat constricting around the length. His hands flex in the sheets, still listening to their command.

It’s his gospel.

They hum around him, just to see the way his thighs jump.

They move one hand into his own, knowing in that state Anton requires more reassurance and care.

They bob, constricting their throat and lips to give him the most pleasure. Their partner responds beautifully, eyes squeezing shut and moans tumbling from parted lips.

“Oh fuck. I’m so close love. Please” He whines, chest heaving.

Mercy is something they were never good at, but having such a strong man fall beneath them makes them give a little.

They squeeze his hand twice.

Yes.

He keens, back arching and cock sliding into their throat. Humming they breath through their nose and let him stay there until he’s finished.

Swallowing his cum, they pull off his softening length. “Good job baby. So perfect.”

The kiss tastes of both of them, and Anton has never felt happier.

“Thank you. I needed that. You are so incredible.” He pants, eyes glazed and fluttering.

Shifting, they wrap around each other. Limbs sprawled and tangled. Hearts beating for each other.

“I love you.”

“I love you too” That’s the last he hears before the world goes syrupy.

[nando161mando]

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

now that trump has tiktok, twitter, facebook and insta in his pocket, get ready for a massive wave of internet censorship. one of trump's greatest weapons has always been misinformation; it's going to become harder and harder to spread facts and criticism going forward. posts that aren't made invisible will be magically ignored by the algorithm. dissidents will have their accounts deleted and voices erased.

this is a suppression tactic. this is another stage of fascism.

[pkaykim]

Valentines gift for my girlfriend

Please don’t repost on other platforms!

[animentality]

[ceaselessbasher]

I swear to god one of these days were going to see a video of Amaury Guichon and he's going to be making some wings and they are going to look dope as hell, the detail of each feather will be breathtaking, he'll spray paint them to perfection, but as the video goes on, he's not building any sort of winged creature, just the wings. And then there's a human-sized harness (also made of chocolate, somehow, he can do it). And he's attaching the wings to the harness. And he's putting the harness on and he demonstrates how he can flap the wings. And then he'll be off. Out the window and up and up and up. And we'll be looking at the livestream (it's a livestream now) and we'll scream "No, Amaury, the sun! It's going to melt the wings!". But he knows this already. And he is free.

[some-pers0n]

How it feels getting obsessed with something new and then realizing you're going to spend anywhere from a week to the rest of your life thinking about it

[eggsaladstain]

what a time to be alive

[kiwi]

as a former escape room host i highly recommend doing an escape room as a first date. its a great way to learn how ppl react under pressure and how well they collaborate with you right off the bat. also more than once ive seen people enter an escape room as a couple and exit broken up LOL its a fantastic litmus test

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

the curse of summer is buying and eating an inadvisable amount of fruit in single sittings.

[pinyonrice]

I DUNNO! IT JUST SOUNDS LIKE BEING ALIVE TO ME!

Edit, Jan 2025: hi if you're going to ask for me to turn reblogs on or ask why they're off I have a suggestion: don't! They're off because I want them to be and that's that. I'm tired of being nice about this stupid fucking post. Don't tell me how nothing matters because we're going to die on a post about living, or make weird comments on a post about my body, or insert your weird "I am a god" soapbox spiel into my deeply personal post. This art is not about you, and it never fucking will be. The people on this website don't know how to interact with other people normally.

[qiinamii]

one braincell transfer (divided by four)

[raspberriebabie]

i like the idea of being so high that all i can do is lay there and fucking take it. cock down my throat or in my pussy or ass, bruising me, biting me, whatever you want. use dildos or vibrators or try to fist me or shove wine bottles or fruit and vegetables in my cunt… talk to me however you want, call me a slut and a whore or treat me like a doll or your little girl or whatever you want… just use me.

[kaasiand]

I wish we had every single game on DS

Not 3DS, just DS. Guys please stop tagging this as 3DS

[weltenwellen]

ugh why must I be always so repulsed by my own vulnerability but I find it very moving and impressive if other people are vulnerable with me????