#feet feitsh

[junglejim4322]

how rude of y'all to say stuff about being Gay and liking whities. It's not a feitsh of mine I just have a preference in what I like wearing. Long ass boxer briefs aren't sexy tbh, plus I ain't talking about plain white I mean colored whites(blues, grays...etc) but okay it would have been a easy $100 lol.

Okay I couldn’t figure out what this was about I thought you were talking about having a preference for white people and then I realized it’s because I poked fun at people who like tighty whities as in the underwear 😭 I was jokering around u can like whatever you want I promise it’s a free fun life and you probably follow me bc u like my jokes so alas I shall continue making them. side note if you still have that hundred then I still have feet 🫶

[carnalcervid]

(22, FTM here) // I know this is weird but I redownloaded tumblr just to find someone freaky af on here to confess to. it’s eating me alive and I genuinely have no one I can tell so I hope you’re okay with this (ignore if not and I’m sorry, btw this isn’t some “hot confession” this is something that’s bothering me)

this is about to be REALLY strange, but again I have to tell someone. I have been watching rick and morty every night before bed, and idk if you’ve ever seen the show, but it has a crazy amount of incest “jokes.” it’s so abundant it’s one of the main complaints about the show.

there’s a lot of incest in the show, mostly about r&m. they literally fuck each other with a sex dragon during a “soul bond” and in another scene they marry in a different, yet canon, reality. apparently when justin roiland was still around, him and the other co-creator both tweeted and said they approve of and even encourage the r&m ship, and said they might make an episode on it in the future (they even said it was canon in several different realities) and it’s hinted at A LOT in the show, like a lot.

there are some fucked up scenes too that try to be passed off as a joke but they’re clearly someone’s fetish or something (think dan schneider putting feet in so many shows/episodes “as a joke/to be funny”)

well… one of the most disgusting scenes actually turned me on a little and I’ve been struggling with it since. I’m not into incest, and even was touched as a kid by my brother. like, I’m not into incest or the roleplay incest at all, and of course I’m not into anything underage either. I know it’s just a cartoon, it’s not like any of it was real, but I’m still really conflicted.

there’s a scene where r&m have sentient facehugger aliens on their faces that control them, and the two aliens fall in love together, and start passionately making out. it was literally r&m making out but they had an alien facemask on, and again this is the type of humor in r&m that’s supposed to “be a joke,” meanwhile it’s turning me on and then making me feel ashamed of myself.

can you… offer advice? or anything at all? is this…okay? I don’t know how to end this confession. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable at all, and again, you don’t have to answer this (obviously, it’s your blog you can do what you want).

-🎪

i feel like this touches on very genuine issues ive thought about before.

first off, it really is okay to be aroused by something and not like it, not want to participate in it, and not want to be aroused by it again. i feel like that both goes without saying and needed to be said just in case

however. what do you do when a piece media arouses you in a way you don't like, and also when that media is doing it intentionally.

it is genuinely only natural to be drawn towards taboo, in reality and in fiction, and most kinks and feitshes are a form of power exchange, or some kind of attraction. it can be helpful to break down your arousal into broader categories to find out specifically why it's arousing and reassure yourself that you like it because its a similar dynamic to your already existing kinks, and not because youre a bad person who wants genuinely bad and harmful things.

however. even though r&m is fictional. even though its okay to be aroused by these topics and not want it. to me, whats happening is that you're getting ready for bed with a TV show, and instead are being shown trigger porn for various feitshes. especially with the creators explicitly saying thats what theyre doing. and personally i don't think its fair for the creators to do this. just the same as dan schneider putting feet in so many shows/episodes - it's not fair to create a piece of media for regular viewing and then fill it with their personal fetishes. (unrelated, but i just had this exact problem with the anime hunterxhunter)

i fully believe creators are allowed to do whatever they want with their creation, but also when the biggest complaint about the series is the fact that the creator is doing whatever they want with their creation. they're probably showing it to the wrong audience, or doing something shitty lol

It's different when the eroticism has a point in the media, but these "as a joke" type insertions usually just make no sense and are really uncomfortable for viewers to have to sit through. i only ever saw the first 3 seasons as they came out before deciding i no longer can watch it because it just makes me uncomfortable in various ways i dont fully remember because its been so long.

my recommendation is that, if you can't view the media without being like "okay we get it your have a [insert thing here] fetish can we move on", and if its genuinely bothering you because you can't compartmentalize your reaction to it (for example, knowing its something arousing but not being interested in it), i would stop watching the media. at this point its clear that these topics will be heavily featured in the series, and that doesnt mean anyone who's watching wants or expects that, just that. it's something youll have to sit through if you're trying to enjoy the show.

[jerisch]

Comrade-in-arms

A commission I got from @writer-ofstuff​, involving Derek from Teen Wolf,kinks warning: Feet and musk.

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Derek walked I to the new bar and grill restaurant thar had recently opened up in Beacon Hills. He was suppose to meet Stiles here for the two to have a date night, only Stiles was running late thanks to his shift at work going into overtime thanks to his co-worker calling in that they would be late.

Derek took a moment to admire how nice the place looked, he glanced to the bar, heading over there to wait for Stiles since it was close to the door, that way he can look over the menu and decide what he would like to order once his boyfriend got here.

He sits there alone for a few minutes, his attention focused on the menu when he feels a presence behind him. Before Derek could turn around, strong hairy arms wrap around his torso and Derek is pulled into the embrace of a large sweaty torso, making Derek shudder with surprise and disgust, his nose hit with a strong foul musk that makes Derek want to shove the random man away from him.

"Drew? Why didn't you tell me you were back in town?" Exclaimed a deep voiced man, sounding excited that Derek is his friend.

Derek stands up and pulls away, looking at the guy. He has a short crew cut style hair cut, his muscles filled out his grey v-neck fairly nicely, almost looking painted on this brutes well sculpted body. His armpits are stained with sweat and Derek can see tufts of chest hair peeking out of the v-neck's collar. He even has a few dog tags around his neck, making Derek wonder if he was in the military or knew someone who was.

The man's face was rugged, looking to be a couple years older than Derek with a good few days worth of scruff coating his strong jawline. His brown eyes made him think of Stiles's eyes, only this guys seemed to be a lighter shade of brown, in the lighting at least.

"Oh shit, sorry man. Confused you for a good friend of mine." The guy apologies sheepishly.

"It's fine, really don't worry about it." Derek says. He doesn't want to be rude, but Derek isn't too pleased with this guy standing so close to him so he is forced to smell this guys strong musk. Derek is almost impressed with how strong it is given the fact they are in a restaurant and it is cutting through the smell of all the food, drinks, and other restaurant guests scents.

"Let me buy you a drink as a apology." He offers.

"No, really that's fine." Derek protests, but the guy is taking a seat at the bar next to Derek's bar stool he was sitting on.

"Oh please I insist, I know it must be weird to get hugged by a stranger." The guy says.

Derek takes his seat, figuring he will humour the guy as he waits for Stiles, and it isn't like Derek can get drunk for the drink so he figures he will accept the offer, down the drink, then excuse himself once Stiles gets here.

"My name is Evan by the way." He introduces.

"Derek." Derek replies, shaking the guys hand, he is surprised by how soft the guys hand is, a big rugged guy like this he figured would have rough hands.

Evan orders them two beers, Derek taking a sip, and making a face at the bitter taste of it, thankfully Evan was distracted by his own drink to notice.

"I'm sorry again for hugging you, it's just crazy how much you look like my buddy Drew from behind." He tells Derek.

"It's okay, no harm done." Derek says, although he is still grossed out by this guys strong musk and the fact he can still feel the sweat the guy smeared on his back when he hugged him, which as it started to get cool and make Derek feel even more grossed out.

"We were supposed to meet up here to have a few drinks, talk about our army days." Evan says, pausing to take a sip of his drink.

"Yeah, I'm waiting on my boyfriend to come here so we can have dinner." Derek says, as to not be rude by just sitting there and saying nothing.

"Oh that's nice. It's good to see other gay men in town. How long have you two been together?" Evan asks.

" A year now officially, but we've known each other for a few years." Derek tells him.

"That's good. Drew and I were a thing when in the military. We went to the same boot camp and bunked together. At first we hated each other, argued quite a bit that got us in trouble with the Sargent. But then we were instructed to work on an exercise together, and I don't know, something just clicked with us after that." Evan paused and took a sigh of his drink.

Derek frowned, wondering why he was starting to envision what Evan was talking about. He could make out a military bunk in his mind, the image of a young slender Evan in his mind, he could even recall someone arguing with him over something so minuscule.

He even sees a older Sargent coming in, the sargent towering over both men in Derek's vision, yelling at them for being disrespectful to the other cadets and themselves with all this pointless bickering.

Derek rubs his head, taking a sip of his drink again and the thought flees from his mind, which brings Evan to telling another story.

"When we got done with bootcamp training and later we even ended up stationed together. We were friends by then, we didn't start to actually develop feelings for one another till we were stationed overseas. Of course neither of us acted on them, cause you know back then it was frowned upon and we were young and confused at these feelings, but then Drew saved my ass one day and well I kinda acted on impulse and kissed him, which I was so glad to when he kissed me back." Evan tells Derek the story.

He thinks how nice that sounds, he became so engrossed in Evan's story he didn't even notice he isn't disgusted by Evan's smell anymore. Nor does he realize that the sweat on his back as it began to traverse through his shirt, even sinking into his skin. The sweat absorbed into Derek's body began to make it expand a little in size, his back growing broader, while his triskele tattoo started to fade away leaving behind unmarked skin.

Derek sputters when he takes a sip of his beer. He gets another flash of a vision that matches Evan's story. Recalling being on a army base somewhere, rooming with a bulkier Evan's, Derek wonders why he is having these memory flashes like they are is own, making out the details of the bunks, of Evan's and his voice, even recalling conversations they've had.

He even sees an incident where he acts quickly and shoves Evan's away from a small explosion that would have injured him, laying on top of each other, feeling Evan's lips on his, how good it felt.

"From there we kept our relationship to ourselves for a few years, in that time we discovered we were both kinky fuckers." He laughs at that before he continues.

"We were crazy for the other's musk and sweat. Drew having some of the stinkest feet any man I've known had, drove me wild." Evan tells him.

"Of course he loved my feet as well, with how big they are he enjoyed the, around his dick, jerking him off." Evan adds.

Derek is confused by all this, wondering why Evan is telling him such personal information about him and his lover's sex lives. Derek doesn't care about any of this, he is disgusted by it in fact, and yet once again he can feel these memories creep into his mind, feeling a phantom touch around his dick even, as if someone's large dorty feet were rubbing his dick.

He hates how hard he gets from it, his face flushing when he hears moans in his head from the intimate memories he has of Evan and his lover.

Derek's too focused on his thoughts that he isn't quite aware of the changes befalling his body. His muscles packing on bulk, making his toned well defined body surge in size with pure muscle thanks to years of training in the military and keeping it up with hard gym workouts.

He can vaguely hear Evan continue on about his and Drew's sex life back in the army. How wild and dirty it would get between them. Hearing the words Evan says ans then seeing those images in his own mind sends Derek into a lustfully state, he growls, turning to face Evan's grabbing him by the collar of his shirt so the older man is facing him.

"Shut up." Derek growls, his voice getting deeper, he leans forward, pressing his lips over Evan's kissing the older man hungrily. Derek knows this is wrong, thinks about Stiles, but his dick is so painfully hard in his jeans, and he sees this disgusting raunchy man in a new light, wanting to experience for himself what he envisioned from his stories.

Evan kisses Derek back, his large hands coming up and cup Derek's face, deepening their kiss. Derek's stubble thickens into a fuller beard upon Evan's touch. No one around them notices them, not saying a word as the two men make out at the bar.

"I want you, now." Derek growls. He doesn't know what's going on with him, grabbing Evan by the hand and dragging him to the back of the restaurant, the two men ending up in a supply closet. Their hands roaming over the other's bodies, Evan's hands making Derek even more muscular, body hair spreading all over Derek's broader muscled torso from Evan's hands gliding over his skin as they kiss.

Derek pulls away from Evan, just so he can get onto his knees, he takes off Evan's boots, inhaling the scent of them and the musky prize he has been craving.

"Holy fuck look at your feet, they'd make Bigfoot jealous." Derek blurts out as if this was common banter between them. He immediately sets to worshipping Evan's feet, sucking on Evan's toes that he can feet in his mouth, rubbing his thickly bearded face along the soles of his feet.

Derek's face began to ripple, aging up in years till he was around Evan's age now. His facial attributes became more rugged and different than who he should be. If he were to look in a mirror he wouldn't even recall who he was, because he doesn't even look like Derek anymore.

"Oh fuck Drew, you pervy bastard." Evan moans and laughs. Hearing himself being called Drew makes it all that much clearer to Derek. It was why the stories Evan told seemed so familiar, they were his memories too. Derek recounting them even more clearly than before among other memories of the two men together. How they stuck together through their army days up till a few months ago when the two both retired early from the army.

How Drew went back home to make plans to move out here to be with Evan, the two 35 year old men even planning their wedding next once they got fully moved in and their new gym they own and run now set up.

Drew is sucking on Evan's big toe once more, bobbing his head up and down on it, relishing in its musky taste and scent when he realizes what he is doing, how this isn't right.

"Stiles." He mutters, pulling off Evan's foot.

"This isn't me, I'm not the ex military guy named Drew.' He says getting to his feet.

"My name is Derek Hale, and I'm." Derek doesn't get to finish. Because Evan is putting the dog tags he was wearing around Derek, and then kissing him. Derek falling under the enthrall, relaxing into the kiss.

"It's okay now Drew." He whispers against Derek's lips, his hand groping over Derek's bulge, the sensitive feeling making Derek come right then. His orgasm expels Derek's old self from his mind, allowing Drew's memories to dominate and take over. Drew snaps out of it, his clothing changing into a beige t-shirt and pants that are now soaked in his come.

His beige shirt becomes damp and stained from his sweat. Drew looks into Evan's brown eyes, smiling fondle at his lover.

"A supply closet? Not that weirdest place we fooled around in." Drew says teasingly.

"How about we get out of here and head home, so we can have more privacy with what I want to do to you next." Evan suggests. Drew simply grins, taking his lover by the hand and leading them out of the supply closet. Making a beeline for the entrance.

"Excuses us kid." Drew says when they walk by a younger man with messy brown hair wearing a flannel shirt and graphic t-shirt. Drew unaware how important thar young man was to him once before, getting into his truck with Evan taking a seat in the passenger side, the two military men lean over the console and share a kiss before Drew cranks up his truck and pulls out of the parking lot and onto the road, eager to get home with his love.

[beauty-toes]

feet feitsh

[kunimimycat]

Primavera (1482); Sandro Botticelli I’ve recently unearthed my old anklets while cleaning my room. Great. At least I have foot chokers now.

[bisluthq]

I'm not not saying I have a feet feitsh and would love for Taylor to serenade me but I'm just saying it sounds like a good idea for me

Absolutely.

[madtoecandy]

happy easter. :)

[transgenderer]

youzicha replied to your post: i think foot fetishes are one of the strangest...

I guess people can have fetishes for all kinds of disgusting things though.

it’s not that i find feet disgusting! they’re not disgusting, they’re...inelegant? it would be like if somebody had a fetish for someody making mistakes in ballet. or a feitsh for like...tripping. or a fetish for poorly constructed houses

[i23kazu]

IM SORRY YING I DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT YOU WITH THE FOOT FEITSH JOKES 😭😭😭 ILYSM IM SORRY <33

NOOOO YOU DIDNT ITS OKAY 😭❤️❤️ dont worry about it i js dont have a feet fetish but i WILL joke about anyone’s feet pics. anon do you want feet pics

[tickltodo]

To me it is gross but i think its more of the norm than feet are to others. Any of rhe mods gonna come out and say they have an armpit feitsh

okay but im just wondering are armpits considered like, gross, like feet typically, or do they just exist. i want to hear your opinions