#frenulum

[popcorn-plots]

figured out where the canker sore is. my fucking lip frenulum. that piece of flesh or whatever connecting your upper lip to your gums.

[tonguetie25]

Tongue tie, commonly referred to as “Ankyloglossia”, is a string of tissue called frenulum. This frenulum connects the underside of the tongue to the mouth’s floor and can be seen under the tongue through a mirror. The frenulum tissue can restrict the movements of the tongue and cause problems with language and speech disorders in children, Swallowing, Eating and Chewing, Drinking, Breathing, Jaw growth, Posture and Digestion.

[thatsbelievable]

[neosatsuma]

surely SOMEONE can teach me to ROLL MY Rs!!!!!

[14carrotghoul]

CACKLING at these reviews by 13-14 year old me on my goodreads account that I thought was lost to the ether!!!! I was way harsher than I am now lol but also the nostalgia of some of these books omg

[folksy]

having my first ever surgery in a few weeks but it’s pretty noninvasive and easy recovery

[flieslikeamoron]

What's a word or phrase that takes you out of it when you're reading a sex scene. This is not about pronouncing any words objectively bad or putting them on a "never use" list. These things are completely subjective, and one person's squick is another person's turn on. I'm just curious. What makes your brain do a record scratch?

[foxgirlwizard]

sorcerers these days are always cursing objects like rings and amulets, thats predictable. If I start acting strange, I'll suspect the glowing amulet I stole off a skeleton, not its nipple piercings.

[izzy-b-hands]

Ed/Izzy excerpt from the current, modern au, glory hole fic won the poll, so a short lil sneak peek below the cut!

“We slept in a bit today,” Izzy smirks as Ed holds him there, peppering his face and neck with kisses. “But not too long-” 

“Your point being?” 

“That you’ve clearly been thinking long and hard about this since we woke up,” Izzy replies, pressing back against the door to judge if it might be strong enough for him to brace against it and jump up to wrap his legs around Ed. If he were a few years younger, maybe. But even then, the door has an unsettling amount of give. “And I like figuring out exactly how long you teased yourself with this.” 

Ed groans into his neck, nipping at the skin there, holding it between his teeth for a moment before letting it go. 

“Since last night then,” Izzy chuckles and settles for holding Ed close, nuzzling into the loose strands of Ed’s hair falling into his face. “You’ve been so patient.” 

“Am I getting rewarded for it?” 

He wiggles free enough to drop to his knees as Ed steps back. He sits low on his haunches, knees spread and tongue lolling out over his lower lip.

“I’m so glad I didn’t waste time changing into anything else,” Ed’s hands are shaking ever so slightly, fingers under the waistband of his sweatpants to shove them down enough to free his cock. 

He wouldn’t have let Ed, had Ed tried. Or rather, he would have loudly protested. The sweatpants are as much for him as they are for Ed’s comfort, and this happens to fulfill an incredibly particular fantasy he’s had for a while.

There’s not enough blood flowing to his brain to allow for him to form the words to tell Ed that, so he settles for wrapping a hand around Ed’s cock, starting the lightest of teasing to see how much it twitches under his touch. 

Ed leans forward slightly, hips thrusting forward in needy, quick motions. His hands brace onto the door with a slap, and there’s a snort of laughter from the other room. 

“Thank fuck Jackie’s heard us do worse,” Ed mumbles, giggling. “Today will probably be nothing compared to-” 

“And yet you’re blushing,” Izzy interrupts before licking a stripe up Ed’s cock. “Knowing they’re hearing us.” 

It’s not that bright in the back room, but there’s enough filtering in over the top and in between the cracks of the booth door for Izzy to see how red Ed’s gone, grinning and struggling to hold back his giggles. He’s gorgeous and adorable, leaking precum onto Izzy’s tongue. 

“I know she doesn’t care,” Ed’s squirming, with every flick of Izzy’s tongue over the slit of his cock. “They’ll probably wind up in each other’s lap listening to us, in fact-” 

“You think she licks cum off his stomach often?” Izzy muses in between each short, teasing lick to Ed’s cock, pausing at the end of his sentence to lap at the frenulum. “I would, in her shoes. You know how I am about having people finish inside, but can you imagine what it must be like with him? I think I’d wind up having him pull out more often, just to watch him come all over that gorgeous stomach of his-” 

Ed half gasps, half squeaks as Izzy interrupts himself to take the head of Ed’s cock in his mouth. 

He can hear The Swede giggling as he takes Ed further in, reveling in the weight of Ed’s cock on his tongue. It’s taken some years of practice, with Ed and others, to get his tongue to lay so relaxed, to let him take Ed not quite to his balls. It’s relaxing, meditative to him now, partially because it’s Ed, but just as much because of the sensation itself. 

Ed’s phone buzzes, and Izzy leaves Ed’s cock in his mouth as he reaches for it, to hand it up to him.

[nine-thousand-rats]

turns out the structure that causes a moth’s wings to beat in unison has the same name as where foreskin connects to the underside of the penis

I found this out the bad way :(

[neverendingford]

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[pervyxxcurvy]

Any other good ways to edge/deny a good/bad boy?

you want me to just list ways to edge a boy..?

[ja-gul-writes]

Also smut writers with certain words that are ACTUAL words but for some reason are not in the directory of 'acceptable words' (looking at you, frenulum).

Leave me and my weird names in peace

[screampied]

✩ㅤ cw. fem! reader, unprotected, established relationship, vırgin nanami, cowgirl, praise, size kink, premature ejac, mdni.

virgin nanami loses it once you tell him to ditch the condom.

“sweetheart, i—” he’d swallow, choking up on his words once cool air settles against his skin. he swallows, chewing on his bottom lip once he feels a brand new feeling. the rubbery latex wasn’t blocking him anymore, and he groans once his swollen tip smears up against your entrance. soaked, he grows quiet once he looks down to see your dripping pussy hovering over his reddened frenulum that’s tearing up with glossed pre-cum. “god, ‘s warm,” the blond sucks in a single quickened breath as a curling pout twists against his lips. “a- are you sure?”

“ ‘m sure, baby,” you whisper up against the hot shell of his ear. he’s so warm, his entire body arouse with temperature all because of the sweet sound of your voice. the center of your palm rubs against his cheek and he leans into your touch. metaphoric heart eyes form in his eyes as they dilate, his own thumping heart beating out of his chest. “ ‘s okay, inside.”

“f- fuck,” nanami’s head gradually tosses itself back, and with quick alignment, he’s back inside. he kisses his teeth once he feels the real thing, your silvery walls massaging around him. the glossy sweat that pours onto his skin shines against his body glimmers brightly. he groans, letting off a soft whine once he feels the brief tightness grow snug. “you’re gonna make me—”

and within seconds, he’s cumming, hard. nanami barely even last a second after you take off the rubber, and he’s an entire mess. with a firm grasp, he’s reanimating your hips with his hands as you slowly jerk and move. “please,” he gently pierces his teeth into your neck, shivering breath ghosting against your skin. “don’t stop, s- show me how to feel good, please.”

his words were like a broken rough whisper — you pause, staring into his eyes and he’s sincere.

nanami’s heavily panting, beads of sweat racing down each sides of his forehead. fawn kind eyes bore into yours before he glances down at your sprawled out legs. “so pretty,” he hiccups, and even his touch was delicate. he was always gentle, he didn’t want to hurt you. a few thick padded fingers drag and scurry down your hips before his lip quivers. “i- i want you, i want more.”

“so have me then,” you coo against his ear, the tone of your voice more teasing than anything. as your hips start to salaciously rock into him again, you grab onto both of his wrists, trying to guide him. “there we go, ‘ken,” you whisper, and you can hear a bundle of wanton whimpers leave from his lips—never has he had a feeling like this, ever. he was so weak from your touch, your body heat, your taste. as your fingers tenderly brush against his, you make him cling onto your rickety waist. “hold me, like this.”

nanami groans, and he’s still sensitive, very. he just came, ribbons of balmy hot seed shoots deep into you and it’s warm. it makes both of his ears ring and he only wants more, more, more.

“okay,” he replies in a husky voice, and you can see blond shaggy strands of hair glue across his forehead. “o- okay,” he repeats, his tone dropping a bit lower. the bed mercilessly creaks as your rocking accelerates, his bulbous tip jabbing around every part of your cunt. once you show him how to touch you, he just can’t keep his hands off of you. “i dreamt about this for so long, sweetheart,” and he watches your pretty lips contort into an amused simper. “s- sorry, is that too dirty?”

“it’s fine baby,” you plant a kiss near the inside of his neck. a long breath gets caught in his throat. he’s about to say something else but he pauses, pouting deeply. cute, he’s embarrassed. nanami’s cock continues to rummage through your doughy insides, so much pressure that you feel it everywhere. your sappy folds squelch within each solid thrust before your arms wrap around his broad shoulders. “you dream about me?”

“sometimes, yeah,” he huffs, and the irregular unkempt thrusts slowly transform into pure blissful sync. nanami looks so pretty, he’s losing the more you bounce on his cock. so good, his jaw tightens and he’s feeling every vein in his body prod. you were starting to grow dumb as each second past and your moans only grew louder right with him. nanami’s head buries itself into your neck before he lefts off a frustrated whine. “it’s hard not to when you’re so pretty,” and his voice cracks at the end. you feel the tip of his tongue swirl around near your collarbone and you gasp. “god, you’re even prettier inside t- too.”

“yeah?” you whisper, creating a trail of sloppy kisses down the slip of his exposed neck. he’s moaning more at your touch. you feel his beefy thigh start to bounce before his palm squeezes against your bare ass. “you gonna cum for me again, kento? ‘s okay, be a good boy ‘n make a mess for me.”

a sheepish smile stretches against his lips, though instead of sheepish smile—it’s more of a pussy drunk one.

as you stare at him, his dimples poke against both sides of his cheeks and he’s getting lost into the way your hips twirl around him. “your good boy, mhm. all yours, ‘m gonna cum a- again,” and his voice lowers significantly. your clit’s profusely getting thwacked and mashed up against his fattened tip and it’s so appetizing. with nanami’s soft mousy eyes flicking backward until it’s nothing but pure white in his sockets, he gives your ass a soft spank. “k- keep riding me like that ‘n i’m gonna fall in love.”

and it’s right as he said that — he came again.

this time it’s a lot more. it’s thicker and languidly, you feel it spew out in velvety strips. his entire base was flaccid and he’s just idle inside of you. nanami’s whimpering underneath you as his legs finally collapse. you watch him fall back against the cushioned pillows and he’s so flustered. “mhh,” he grouses as multiple jittery pants leave from his lips. nanami wraps strong burly arms around you, holding you close. “stay,” he rasps, still hearing the sloshes of his dribbling cum trickle in and out of you. he’s shivering, his teeth shattering and he’s never felt more sensitive. he’s definitely in love.

“okay,” you nod, feeling him hide his head into the crook of your neck again. he’s so clingy—but you didn’t mind, and his warm breath tickles against your skin. you get a brief scent of his rich cologne scent that drives forevermore drove you weak. sitting up to press a chaste kiss against his twitching ruby lips, you whisper shakily. “good boy.”

and nanami’s eyes were so half lidded, your praises—he couldn’t get enough of them. seconds later and he’s still pouring into you deep, painting your gummy walls with his pristine-white color. with droopy eyes and flapping long lashes taking in your beauty, nanami whines. “more, don’t stop fucking me,” and you let off a gasp once he suddenly lifts you off his lap, lying you flat on your back. you land with a soft ‘oof’ before he spreads your legs, gazing at the satiny masses of cum that race down the crevices of your thighs.

“please,” and you moan once he drags his tongue up your legs, stopping towards your puffy clit. “teach me h- how to eat this,” and his eyes rove towards your slobbering cunt. you feel butterflies build up in your tummy before nanami’s quite literally drooling right before you. not only was he probably in love, he was also hungry.

“please mistress.”

[tonguetie25]

the tongue has 8 muscles which can exert 500gms of force? We have almost always neglected this tiny structure.The tongue is a mighty muscle which is essential for sucking, swallowing, eating, drinking, chewing, breathing, speech, jaw growth and improving digestion.

[neverendingford]

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