#gentle teasing

[pollyna]

The day Bradley gets married the bow tie is crooked and doesn't matter how many times he tries it never looks right. It's a second away from switching it with a tie, the one he brought just in case, when a couple of hands take over the black fabric.

"Twenty years and I still have to do this, Baby Goose?" a low voice says, from behind his back.

"And you'll probably have to do it for the next thirty babe" another voice answers.

Bradley isn't going to cry he swears or tears up because the last time he heard from dad things were getting worse and worst but now they're both there, pops sipping champagne and dad making his bow tie.

"Just like when I was fifteen, old man?"

"Just like when you were fifteen, baby goose" Ice answers, smiling before Bradley finds himself pressed between his dads and the promise of not crying flies out of the window faster than the jet they fly but nobody care.

[growmydarling]

I didn't die or anything.... just... well you can probably see. After three busted shorts and a bunch of too small shirts... I'm at the point where moving is difficult in some ways.

I've been getting a lot of praise from encouragers and I just want more to get more praise... being someone's squishy toy doesn't hurt either.

What do you think after a while of not messaging?(sorry)

that's ok, piggy. this kink comes and goes for many and sometimes i won't see a feedee for a few months. but they always come back...fat is too lusty. too desirable. too sexy! and i am always here to encourage that hunger demon that lurks inside. you have become even softer since last i saw your curves. clearly the hunger hasn't left your ear, growing one. 💚

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[bittsandpieces]

I don't have a caption for this one tbh

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I *need* to get pregnant by him.

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[ctrlzxoo]

ivan and till have their first kiss, an alternate ending 💕

please look at this comic for context and Part 1!

[growmydarling]

Thanks to your humiliating encouragement I'm only 50 pounds from 500 lbs! Please degrade my hideous pig like body for the push for the final 50 pounds I need to be your 500 pound hog!

such a plump little piggy like you needs to be chastised for what you've done to yourself. you're becoming a mountain of a person, a size most people can barely conceive of. it's glorious how much effort you put into never being hungry. and yet, your hunger only grows...lovely

[myblogforeverandalways]

𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘎𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵- 𝘒𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨

u guys making me feel special with all these likes gahhh. I'll edit this a little later, but I have a small one-shot for you lovely :)

Köing was not only nervous but also a caring man. At the start of your relationship, he only cared about you and what you craved and truly desired. This touched your heart, a giant prioritizing your wants and needs, even in the bedroom.

Köing never went too rough, constantly checking if you were okay as he kissed you softly, thrusting slowly into your glistening cunt, wetness dripping down your thighs mixed with his thick cum. Ready to be cleaned off by him later as he groaned your name in a mess of English and German, his voice lustful and loving. Your whimpers would echo in the bedroom; you had never adjusted to his size, not with a cock that big, stretching your gummy walls each time you fucked, only to feel like your first time all over again.

Köing was indeed everything you could ever want. His soft touch and alluring eyes, his tall, possessive figure that would make you wetter just looking at him as he held your hand in public, fingers intertwined—he was all yours.

Your sex drive was already at a painful high, and Köing adored it, never wasting a second as those eyes that would flutter every time he pushed into you harder with pure ease, legs over his shoulders, shaking while he eyed you in pure lust, panting like a worn dog, just in pure admiration for your body. Your tiny hands that dug into his biceps as he begged to go faster, a primal urge that tried to control him before he filled your swollen pussy up but;

"No, not just yet, my love. You get to cum when I want you to~." You smirked, hands caressing his hair back, fingers intertwining, knowing this got to him.

You liked to see him beg, to struggle to hold his leaking cum.

Sensitive, aren't you König?

Sensitive to your silky folds, the squelching, sloppy noises as his strength diminished under you.

And poor König, trying so hard to pull himself together as he grunted, kissing your neck in desperation, his stubble tickling against your tender skin, a yearning desire that he craved every night. Your legs wrapped around him instinctively as you mumbled sweet words into his ear because he deserved it. He deserved to feel special.

And as he couldn't hold it any longer, sinking into you, seed spilling into your pretty pussy, your greedy fingers circled your clit, begging for a release in return.

Edit: Thank you for the reblogs on my last 2 posts! I'm forever grateful to every one of you! I've reached, somehow, 50+ likes!? Insane work, thank you, luvs <3

[torment-twisted]

Positive training>

Me teaching him exactly how to suck/stroke my dick perfectly so that he never feels like he’s not doing a good enough job

Him training me exactly how he wants his pussy eaten, fingered, and fucked since I would never pass up an opportunity to make him feel even better

Training him to take nudes and videos of himself because good lord, I can never get enough of him

Consider this as well; training him out of his shyness, training him to be confident, to be the good boy I know he is.

[bixels]

Hey, I need some advice. For anyone experienced with kids, how do you deal with young children with hyperactive ADHD. I’m doing well babysitting but I’m afraid of being a pushover and letting these two kids get away with too much, especially when they’re rough-housing.

[themaymorning]

[grimark]

i do think somebody made up oingo boingo just so that the 19 year old tumblr transmascs with herbert west reanimator icons who listen to nothing except talking heads and lemon demon would also have a third band to listen to.

[squeaky-n-blushy]

Tickling with the aim of helping the lee to unwind, and earnestly telling them so.

Tickling with the aim of grounding the lee in the gentle, present moment, and earnestly telling them so.

Tickling with the aim of coaxing the lee into understanding they're safe to let go, and earnestly telling them so.

Tickling with the aim of showing the lee they're worthy of affection, and earnestly telling them so.

Tickling with the aim of making the lee feel so, so so treasured, and earnestly telling them so.

[starfacemodel]

Be my slave sub

[blushes-and-gropes]

Imagining straddling a cute boy in my bed and pinning his hands above his head. How pretty he would look with me on top as I lean over him, teasing him about how desperate he looks and how pathetic he is for loving it so much. Unable to make eye contact he would stammer out a barely audible response as his face reddens, making him look even cuter then before.

[marcyonacross]

Imagine you spend your whole life working your ass off to succeed with your metal band, something you've always dreamed of. You get so much hate from both the mainstream media and from inside the metal community itself, but keep going and end up as a Grammy award winning musician with a sellout arena touring band and your own movie.

And then at your movie premiere, your so-called 'fans' go online and say you need a shower and that your wife should be having second thoughts because you had the audacity to grow your hair out...

... Tobias Forge really is stronger than any US marine to have to deal with this shit