#idk how much longer I can keep this is up

[obedientboymeow]

Sleeping naked

18+!! Mdni

TLDR: Longer story but 1 interaction is 1 extra night sleeping naked 😭, have fun

At the bottom all my rules are listed😭

Daily updates under #meowsleepchallenge

Okay so😖 last night I slept naked for the first time. I was told to do this because I admitted to liking the feeling of humping naked and how the fabric felt touching all my sensitive spots. Ever since I’ve been addicted to humping naked cuz its soo sensitive and that’s what made me discover the idea of sleeping naked. So I did😭, it was supeeerrr sensitive .. I was sooo nervous and excited before. It was a bit cold but I could feel how warm my legs and belly were, I could feel my skin there too😭

I turn around in my sleep a lot, and this made me feel everything. I kept feeling my soft blankets gently touch my tip and it sent tingles through my whole body, I could also feel them touching my inner thighs and other areas and it made me extremely sensitive and needy😭😭

I was hard and leaking the whole night and any time I rolled on my stomach I could feel how my tip pressed against the mattress and how leaky I was😭😭

Im a bit shy about it all but I made this account for confessions like this🫠🫠

I just woke up from myself humping the mattress unconsciously, I couldn’t help it. The sensitive areas had a mind of their own😭😖

All this to say, do you guys think I should try it again?

😖😖😖I will sleep naked a whole night for each interaction this posts gets and I might keep a diary on my page for how it feels.

Feel free to give me other tasks as well😖 for example if u think I should play with my nipples before sleeping so its more sensitive, idk you name it😭

Challenge info

Started on the 3rd of July, currently will have to do this until mid September😭(75 interacts on July 4🫠)

Will post updates and anything related to this like asks and tasks/rules under #meowsleepchallenge.

Trying to post an update each night and day, fyi I have satin sheets and am super sensitive 😭😭😭😭.

Current rules:

- I have to sleep naked each night, no exceptions until I’ve met the last day.

- If I forget I start over :(

- I have to post updates at least every morning or night and possibly more

- if I cum from a dream without touching it makes me a good pup, -10 nights 😖(subject to change if people think its too much nights)

- (not related to this challenge but whimper audio at 90 followers)

-I have to reply to reblogs or comments thus they are +2 by default😖

Limits:

-if im not home or not feeling well, in any position where i dont feel comfortable, I pause the challenge and no reset occurs.

-no set end date but im thinking the end of September is nice, ill see. If I don’t like it anymore im stopping, its my page guys even tho im very obedient if its uncomfortable ill stop 🫠. Likely will finish but yk just in case.

-people who like/interact whose accounts are in violation with my rules or who I think are creepy will be blocked and I won’t count their interactions.

-might limit interactions per account to 5 or 10 to prevent spamming 🫠 just add rules if u wanna make it harder or if u like to extend it we can discuss it.

Interact to add rules or tasks, through dm or reblogs but I would love the most through an anon. If its a big rule I’ll set a like goal if not it will be added😖😖🫠😓 have fun turning me into a mindless sex toy 😭😭

Ideas for rules:

- no cumming before bed

- nipple play before bed (super sensitive for this😭, x amount of likes is y amount of minutes playing with my nipples)

- no cumming/touching after waking up, maybe have to hump to make it worse.

-have to roll around a lot😖

-have to post a pic each night of my clothes in a pile/maybe a pic of me through the sheets where u can see the outline 😭

-have to make an audio right when I wake up

[kitkat5628]

I didn't do my homework well so I gotta ask: I mean... I absolutely adore DickBabs but what's the actual reason DC keeps "pushing" for it if it's so "disliked"?

DC acknowledges that DickKory is more popular, they know. And I... Really really doubt they're supposedly afraid/don't like making money😭🙏 If they were I guess many series that didn't sell well would have been longer than they ended up being, yk...

Is it really a bat and titans editorial problem? Because I know people blame the bat editorial but isn't it DC that makes the final decision? — Actually unsure about how all those editorial things work and are, never really looked up😔

Like genuinely ain't no way a ship that is apparently "hated/disliked by many" has been going on not for a decade, but almost 30 years. DC literally drops everything the moment it doesn't make money??😭 No way they're "pushing" it because of the BatFamily when they broke TimSteph up. No way they're "afraid of making money". No way it's because "they're bias about it"???? There have to be another reason.

Can't even say they're trying to "push" a new thing for a few years to see how it goes cause y'all, we're talking about 30 years. Not just, idk, five or six but thirty.

Something that wouldn't make them make money, after so much years, would still exist and they would be trying so hard to keep it up??

DickKory surely has more fans but if DickBabs had none it would have been gone yeeeeears ago, I think🤨 We comic fans that have been reading for years can argue that Tom Taylor run wasn't... The best. He did give us some nice content but it ain't the best of the best (Depends on your tastes too though!)... But it did get more new fans into Nightwing. Like, many, many new. And while we know that the couple doesn't really feel like themselves, new fans seems to have enjoyed it. So I can guess his run did get many more DickBabs shippers — and with Watters writing them even better there might be even more later in the future, if they do keep things up like this. Now that Tom Taylor's books sold a lot, there might be even more DickBabs? Not... sure how it works ahah;; — it'd make sense if they would be trying to "push" it but what about before?😭

Since Tom Taylor, if I'm not mistaking, wanted to get them married but DC stopped him, it means that the bat editorial doesn't have control over everything, obviously... Their decisions do need approval, we can't blame it all on them.

So again there has to be an actual reason that... Makes sense? Other than the "afraid of making money" or "bat editorial being possessive of Dick" or "DC wanting to push BatFamily".

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This blog is always open for discussions! However, it has to be civil, since it's all about fiction and there's absolutely no need to actually get heated up and start a fight over it. Discussion civil comments are very welcome, but if you're here just to be mean, please do leave.

Mean comments will pretty much be ignored, but if your comment starts: Insulting people, degrading the characters and/or the shippers of a ship, is xenophobic, is racist, contain misogyny and ableism or generally cross a line, it will indeed get deleted. Don't bring negativity here, thanks 🫡.

On a little side note, I'm tagging this as DickKory/Kory/Starfire because it's kinda about it too? But, if you believe it shouldn't, let me know in the comments and I'll make sure to remove the tag :).

[whimsicalwritersstuff]

hi beautiful 🩵 I read all your work and is perrrfect!!!! can I request joel miller x reader where they break up *idk why but they did* and joel is always texting her, stalking her, nnd one night Joel invites her to dinner at his house, (and she goes bc she loves him) he makes everything super romantic, and while they're having dinner he says, "When are you coming back? Come back home, babygirl." And the end is up to u 💖❤️‍🔥 this get super long omg sorry. Thank you so much

"Come back home, Babygirl."

Pairings: Joel miller x fem!reader

No outbreak-

Content warnings: 18+ ONLY, minors DNI. Break-up & reconciliation, praise kink, unprotected sex, creampies, soft dominance. praise & dirty talk, soft obsession, dom!Joel, sub!reader, Established Relationship.

Summary: You and Joel broke up. Neither of you ever moved on. Weeks pass. He keeps texting, watching. You try to stay strong. Until the night he invited you to dinner, just one night.

Just one night to see him again.

But when Joel miller loves, he doesn't let go easy. And tonight? He's not letting you walk out again.

Word count: 1.399

The sky was dusky, that soft blue gray that happens just before the stars really show themselves. You stood at the edge of Joel's porch, arms crossed tightly over your chest, heart in your throat.

You shouldn't be here.

You should've ignored the text.

"Just dinner. Just us. 7pm. - J."

No strings, he said.

But Joel miller never played with string.

He wrapped people in chains.

You knock. Soft. Then harder.

The door creaks open before you can second guess it again.

And there he is.

Joel.

Older. Grayer. Those frown lines deeper. His sallr and pepper beard trimmed, his hair abit longer. But his eyes- those damn eyes, look at you like no time passed at all.

"Hey, baby."

Your stomach flips.

"Dont call me that."

He doesn't apologize. Of course he dosent. Just steps aside so you can walk in, bjs scent immediately wrapping around you. Cedarwood, leather and the faint spice of the chili in the kitchen.

You swallow hard.

"Smells good."

"Been cookin' all day," be says. "Wanted it to be right."

His voice is softer than usual. That careful tone he used to use when you cried. When you were in his bed and afraid to admit you loved him.. you look around. The table's set. Candles lit. Two glasses of red wine. Cloth napkins. Joel miller set out cloth napkins.

"You never did this when we were together."

"yeah," he mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. "I fucked a lotta things up when we were together."

Your heart clenches, but ouu don't let it show, you sit stiffly at the table. Joel follows, handing you your wine like it's fragile.

The dinner passes in waves, quiet at first. Then warner. Easier.

He tells you about how work is. About Sarah. How he'd been learning to grow tomatoes in his spare time. You laugh once, then cover your mouth, guilty for smiling.

He just watches you with that look.

The one that says you were never gone to him.

~~~

Later, you're helping him clean up. He never insists on drying, even though he never used to.

And then it happens.

He turns to you slowly, leans against the sink, towel still in hand, His voice low. "When are you coming back?"

You blink.

"Joel-"

"Come back home, babygirl...

That word.

That voice.

That ache.

You freeze, heart hammering, mouth dry.

"You don't get to call me that. Not after everything..."

"I do" he says, stepping closee. "Because you're still mine. You don't have to say it. I know it. I see it every time you look at mekke like your chest's on fire."

He reaches out, fingers brushing your wrist. Gentle. Hesitant. But not weak. "I know I pushed you away. Got scared. Got angry. Said shit I did t mean. But you-"

His voice cracks.

"You never stopped being home to me."

The room is spinning. Your breath feels caught between now and everything that uaedtobe.

You should say no.

You should say it's too late.

But Joel steps closer, hands now at your waist, his forehead pressing against yours. "Please... Just come home. Let me fix it. Let me love you right..."

You look up into those pleading brown eyes and you realize: this man would burn the world down to keep you.

His lips bover just above yours, breath trembling against your mihtb like he's scared you'll disappear if he kisses you too hard.

But you're not going anywhere.

"I never wanted to go," you whisper.

"Then don't," Joel breathes, voice low and wrecked. "Stay. Let me love you the way I should've before."

You kiss him first.

And it's slow, his mouth is warm and certain. His hands sliding up your sides like he's rememberjng every incekf you. You press to his body, soft curves meeting the solid strength of him and suddenly there's no past between you. Only now. He breaks the kiss, forehead pressed to you're, both of you breathing hard.

"I missed you,babygirl," he murmurs. "Every goddamn second. You don't know what it did to me, not havin' you here." Your fingers curl into his shirt. "Then show me."

That's all he needs.

Joe lifts you up, strong arms, steady hands, like it costs him nothing even now.

You gasp, clinging to him as he carries you down the hallway to the bedroom. The lights are low and the sheets are still the same ones you used to sleep in.

He lays you downike you're breakable. Like something he treasures.

And then he just looks at you.

"You're still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he says. "Can't believe I let you walk away."

You pull him down to you but he doesn't rush. He kisses your mouth, your jaw, your throat. His hands roam gripping your waist, kneading your thighs, dragging the hem of your shirt slowly.

"Take it off," you breathe.

"Patience, sweetheart." He murmurs.

"I'm not lettin' myseflf forget a single fuckin' detail this time."

Your shirt goes off first. Then your bra. He grownd softly when he sees your bare breasts, full, nipples already peaked from his touch.

"Goddamn," he mutters, thumbing your nipple, then leaning in to suck it slowly into his mouth. "You've always been so sensitive here..."

You moan, hips shifting. He sucks greedily, switching sides, letting his tongue drag slow, wet circles around each one while his hand slips beneath the waistband of your plants. "You wet already?" He murmurs against your skin. "Fuck, baby. You missed this, huh? Missed me?"

You nod, breathless. "Yes. So much."

He pulls your pants and panties down together, tossing them aside and settles between your legs like he belongs there. And he does. His fingers stroke through your folds, slick and ready for him. He teases you with two of his fingers, slow and deep, watching your face the whole time.

"That's it, babygirl... Open up for me. Been waitin' so long to touch you again."

You whimper when pulls his hand away but then he's stripping off his own clothes, shirt first, then jeans until he's bare Infront of you..

Still so solid, still so him.

He strokes himself slowly, the tip red and leaking. And your thighs tremble with need.

"You sure about this?" He asks, "cause once I have you again, I'm not lettin' go."

"Joel," you whisper, pulling him towed you. "I was yours the whole time."

That breaks sometbingin him.

He pushes himself inside you slow, inch by thick inch, and both of you gasp at the stretch. He fills you like nothing else ever had. Like your body remembers him.

"Fuck.." he groans, pressing his forehead to yours. "You still fit me like heaven, baby."

He starts moving, deep,slow thrusts that grinds against every sensitive spot. Your hands clutch at his back, nails dragging, your moans soft and sweet in his ear.

"I missed this..." you pant as you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "Like I'm still yours."

"You are," Joel growls, voice dark and fill of ache. "Mine. Say it."

"Yours. I'm yours, Joel..."

He pounds into you harder at that, sweat beading at his temple. His hand sneaking between your bodies to run slow circles on your clit. You cry out and he kisses you quiet.

"Cum for me," he murmurs. "I wanna feel toy fall apart around me. Show me how much you missed me."

You do.

It hits hard, a rush of heat and pleasure and emotion that makes you sob into his shoulder. He groans as yoy clench around him, fucking you through it, chasing his own release.

"I'm gonna fill you up, baby." He pants. "You want that? Want me leakin' out of you all night like I used to?"

"Yes, please, joel- please."

He groans deep, hips stuttering and then he spills inside you, thick and hot, his mouth pressed to your throat as he gasps your name like a prayer.

--

When it's over, he dosent pull out. He just holds you.

You're tangled up in sweat and blankets, your legs still around his waist, your bodies trembling with what you just gave each other.

"I love you," you whisper,and his breath catches.

"I never stopped," Joel says, voice hoarse and thick. "And I never will." He kissees your forehead, your nose, your lips.

And this time, you don't leave.

[nametakensff]

Love reading my psychiatric documents back. The latest one is so fixated on the fact that I currently have 'limited sexual interactions' due to 'my preference to feel comfortable with a person before pursuing a relationship'. Wow what a headcase I am 🤪

[ed3lsgard]

im gonna go kms is anyone else coming

[dynamitekansai]

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[kitty-kat-art]

My twittwr drafts are crazy btw

[pseudoviper]

Little sketch of the man, the myth, the legend

[ichorblossoms]

eternal conundrum with grimm is how the fuck yarrow figures out their pronouns in p1 bc that bitch lies all the time

[termagax]

i will admit i did watch that video of that guy butchering that alligator and every time he made a comment about how fatty the tail was i was like. taking notes.

[koko2unite]

I'm so mentally ill I can only draw in my cheaply bought pre-owned tablet from 2015 using my computer in my silly little room in my house and not anywhere else

[hewhobreathesfire]

. yeah. deleting literally 13GB of spotify downloads and moving thousands of photos from my phone to a flash drive has really helped my phone. it's still overheating when I charge it for a longer period of time, but spotify isn't turning this brick into a hand warmer and my phone hasn't been freezing or taking ages to open apps.

[evilautismcrusades]

au motivation been low bc i suddenly got really into ultrakill :pensive: dw guys its not gonna be dead forever i promiseeeeee

[strawbeii]

4 days since discovering ffxv and not being able to play it, im starting to lose vision in my left eye and my brain is turning to mush

[skyeateyourdonuts]

weeoo

[supercantaloupe]

apparently i'm already halfway done my musicology degree??