#makes me all tingly 💖

[incesthemes]

i like how in home, sam occupies a liminal space between the blue-collar hunting lifestyle dean exemplifies and the mystical, psychic world missouri inhabits. he's a hunter himself, but he's also psychic, and so he blends the mechanical with the magical to create something new on the show. it's interesting to see just how unfamiliar dean is with missouri's magic because it highlights the fact that sam and dean were not raised using magic to help them hunt, and i like particularly that dean is the one who raises questions: it makes him seem out of place and disconnected from this side of hunting, which positions him and missouri as two opposites of a spectrum which sam necessarily has to stand between. dean is rather uncomfortable with most of the developments in this episode, from sam's freaky visions to the use of magic to kill the poltergeist to the return he has to make to his childhood home. and in doing so, it positions sam farther away from him on the spectrum, pushes him toward missouri's opposite end, while sam's own worries ("what's happening to me?") and hunter upbringing keep him from tipping fully into missouri's camp. thus he stands on the threshold with one foot on both sides, unable to commit to either and embodying the anxiety of that liminality. very cool imo

[ariestrxsh]

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⚠️ content warning: ⚠️ smut, praise, light punishment, spanking, public teasing, religious kink, sexualization of religious imagery, blasphemy, masturbation, fingering, dom!matt, possessive!matt

📝 author's note: 📝 this is part two, and you can access part one here. if you are religious, first of all, why are you reading this? secondly, please don't interact with this post! it will offend you. for those of you who couldn't get enough and asked for a part two, thanks for giving me a reason to write another part, you little freaks, bc i'm honestly in love with this version of matt. 💖

✍️ Summary: ✍️ Matt has convinced you that the only way for you to stay a good, pure Christian girl is to come to him for your sexual urges rather than anyone else. When you approach him for help again, he teaches you a little trick to keep you satisfied until the next time he sees you.

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coming down part two

"Matt, I'm getting that urge again," I told him, biting my lip and looking down at my feet as we stood underneath the same oak tree as last week. It was Wednesday, and we agreed that would be our meeting spot every week before service. "Meet me at my car after the sermon," Matt responded, tilting my chin up towards him with a long, slender finger. "You're such a good girl for coming to me. I know just how to satisfy your urges."

The whole time the preacher had the stage, I couldn't focus on what he was saying. My head buzzed with thoughts of Matt, the feeling of my hands in his hair while he ate me out, the sounds he made when he filled me, the way his voice got really low and raspy when he called me princess.

I held my Bible over my crossed legs and pressed my thighs together over and over as discreetly as I could to feel something, anything. And I prayed to God that no one would notice. Every once in a while, my eye would catch Matt's from across the room, and we'd share a quick but lustful look. I could tell we were both struggling to pay attention to the lesson.

Once service ended, I skipped off towards Matt's car. The air outside was warm, but there was a light breeze, and the sunset looked like cotton candy.

Matt beat me to the parking lot, and when we saw each other, he was leaning up against the hood of his car, biting his lip and smiling at me. He held the door open for me and extended his hand out for me to grab it, and when I did, he kissed the back of my hand. "You look so pretty in that polka dot dress," he said to me, making me blush. What a gentleman.

Matt got into the driver's seat, and before turning on the car, he glanced over at me. "Were you squeezing your thighs together in church on purpose?" He asked, his eyes narrowing and a smile forming on his lips. "I couldn't help it. I feel all wet and tingly down there," I said, embarrassed. "I didn't think anyone would notice."

"That was very naughty of you, princess, but don't worry. I don't think anyone did. I only noticed because I couldn't keep my eyes off you," Matt responded, tracing circles on my thigh with his fingertips. I breathed out a sigh of relief.

"You know, you can't be having naughty thoughts about me in church, pretty girl. I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson," Matt told me. "A lesson? What kind?" I asked, a mixture of fear and excitement in my voice. "You're gonna have to sit tight and find out," Matt said, turning the key in the ignition.

I'd never been to Matt's house, but I assumed that's where we were going. He looked over at me every few minutes as he drove, and at stop lights, he'd lean over and kiss me.

Once we pulled up to his house, he parked in the driveway and told me, "Nick and Chris are stopping for food on their way home, so we have some time, but not much.

I found myself in Matt's bedroom. He was clean and neat, and the lighting in his room was soft and not too bright. "Come here, angel. I have to give you a little punishment for getting all hot and bothered during the service," he smirked at me. My heart started to pound, and I swallowed hard. I didn't want to be punished. But I knew it was in my best interest to listen to him. "This is gonna hurt me more than it's gonna hurt you," he said sternly.

"Bend over," he ordered me, and he bent me over his knee and lifted up my dress, exposing my bottom. "Were you trying to tease me, princess? In the middle of church?" Matt cooed, rubbing gentle circles on my bottom. "No, I wasn't. I didn't mean for anyone to see," I whined.

"Do you have any idea how hard you made my cock?" Matt asked, talking through his teeth and I felt a loud slap! on my ass. I cried out in shock. "Take your punishment, princess," he smacked it again.

I wasn't sure what was wrong with me, but I liked it. Why did I like being punished if it was supposed to be a bad thing?

"What were you thinking about anyway, huh? Was it my cock? Or my tongue?" Matt whispered as his hand came down one more time, leaving another red hand mark. "Both," I admitted. "Next time you misbehave like that, it's five spankings," he warned me.

"I'm sorry, Matt. I didn't mean to," I looked down in shame once he was done. "I forgive you, princess. We all make mistakes, but our actions have consequences. Next, let's get you out of those pretty panties, and why don't you come sit on my lap," Matt replied. I did as he said, slid out of my lacey undergarments, and I sat on his lap with his right knee between my legs.

"Oh, sweetheart. Look at how wet you are. Is that from me punishing you? You liked it, didn't you? He cooed, spreading it open and peering down at my glistening pussy. Matt started teasing my slit with his fingers. I bit my lip, our eyes met, and I nodded at him. "Good girl. You took your punishment so well," he slipped a finger into my pussy and started pumping in and out gently.

I inhaled sharply, and I looked at him wide-eyed. I thought I had already experienced everything with Matt, but no one had ever put their fingers there, and it felt incredible.

"How's that feel?" He asked. "Like heaven," I answered, leaning back into him and rolling my eyes towards the back of my head. As I laid back into him, I could feel something poking me in his pants, and it just kept getting bigger and harder. He put in a second finger. "Oh, Matt," I whimpered, smiling at him. He watched my facial expressions intently while he played around with the pace at which he was moving his fingers in and out of me. I felt myself getting wetter by the second.

"Do you ever play with yourself, princess?" Matt inquired while a pool of wetness formed on Matt's leg from what he was doing to me. "I mean, I've tried, but I've never successfully finished," I nervously bit my lip while I stifled a whimper. "Show me how you do it, baby," he whispered.

With his fingers still inside of me, I started running the pads of my fingers over my folds, and it felt alright, but not as mind-blowing as when Matt played with me. "Do you remember that little spot right here?" Matt said, brushing over my clit with his thumb. "That's the sweet spot, princess. Start rubbing yourself there," Matt told me. He was such a good teacher.

It immediately started feeling even better when I took his advice and started touching that special spot. "Now play around with the technique. I think you like slow circles, but with a lot of pressure," he whispered. I did as he said, and boy, was he right. "Oh my goodness. That's amazing," I gasped. "Mmm. Good girl. You learn so fast," Matt whispered into my ear.

"That's how you masturbate, princess. But just because I showed you doesn't mean you can go doing it at church," Matt teased me. "You should only do this when you're by yourself or with me, and you should only ever think about me when you do it, okay?" He looked into my eyes to make sure I understood. "Yes, Matt," I nodded. "And just because I showed you this, doesn't mean you shouldn't still come to me when you need to be taken care of," he smiled at me, "just a little trick for when you're desparate."

He started finger fucking me a little faster, and I felt myself on the brink of another explosion happening. I continued to rub my clit in a circular motion like Matt had showed me. "Just relax into it, princess. Take slow, deep breaths," Matt whispered into my neck as I came undone around his digits.

I did as he told me, and I swear, purposely slowing down my breath added a whole new dimension to the rhythmic current of pleasure that overtook me. Time seemed to stop for just a moment, and I got lost in the sensual gratification I'd been mentally chasing since the last time Matt had me unraveling under his touch.

I came down from my orgasm like a feather floating to the ground, and a warm buzz lingered over my body for several minutes after I came. "Do you wanna know what you taste like?" Matt asked me, and I made an unsure face at him, but he held his fingers up to my lips, and I gently sucked on them. "Hmm. Tastes kinda weird," I told him. Matt licked his fingers clean while he looked at me, "I think you taste so sweet, princess."

Once we were finished, Matt helped me back into my panties. Then he changed his pants and gently teased me about the wet spot I made on his knee. "You were such a good girl for me today," he smirked. "Don't you want me to take care of you?" I asked, batting my eyelashes at him. "Of course I do, sweetheart, but I've gotta get you home and go pick up my brothers. What really matters is that we get you off. We can take care of me next week," he sweetly responded. "Matt, I can't wait until next Wednesday. I need you sooner than that," I whined desperately.

"Meet me under the oak tree on Sunday after church, princess," he brushed his thumb against my cheek while he looked at me with his blue eyes full of lust and hunger. "Let's get you home safe and sound, angel."

taglist: @ariithereyet @bsturnzmtt @sturnzluv @sturniolo-girl @strnlxlqve @sofieeeeex

(I kept the taglist short because I'm not sure if everyone who asked to be on my taglist wants to read this blasphemy, lol)

part three posted here 💖

[tweetracer]

Hi! I saw you wanted some barbie prompts so I had a idea.

What if Ken meets someone in the real world and he instantly found them attractive, they end up complimenting him which makes him want them even more to where he forgets the whole patriarchy ordeal and just wants them to love him because they didn’t just ignore him.

💖 Meeting RG!Ken in the Real World 💖

(RG!Ken x Human!Reader)

💖 SO YOU DEFINITELY MEET THIS GUY WHILE HE’S IN DAVY CROCKETT MIDDLE SCHOOL’S LIBRARY. You’ve been working there a few months as a librarian and while it wasn’t exactly your passion it was something that filled your schedule and kept half-decent food on the kitchen table so you wouldn’t complain.

💖 “Hi! Would you point me in the direction of the Horses and Patriarchy section?” The cheerful voice made you look up from where you were hunched over at the painfully old computer- double checking that all of the due books had been checked in.

💖 “Excuse me?” You said, completely flabbergasted by both the words and looks of the man who stood opposite your desk. He was tall; with golden blonde hair and sun-kissed skin he would be strikingly handsome were it not for the ridiculous cowboy outfit he was donned in. (Who were you kidding? He was still ridiculously attractive even with the costume).

💖 “Would you point me in the direction of the Horses and Patriarchy section of this library” he repeated with another charming smile, leaning forwards to rest his chin in his hands.

💖 “That’s…” you started slowly, brows furrowed in a way that made his chest feel weird and tingly. “We don’t have a section for Horses and the Patriarchy.” You explained as gently as you could, eyeing around in hopes of finding the poor excuse for a security officer that usually took his lunch in here despite the obvious ‘no eating in the library’ signs posted around.

💖 The man’s handsome face wilted a bit and for a moment you felt a little guilty for not being able to indulge his ridiculous request. “Oh! Silly me- could you point me in the direction of the Horse Section first? I’ll go to the Patriarchy section after” He said, chipper once again.

💖 “We… don’t have a just Horses section either..” you said again, watching as the man seemed to actually wither, crumbling forwards till his head was against the cold wood of your work desk.

💖 “Do you have a Patriarchy section?” He whimpered, looking up at you from where he’d half collapsed dramatically against your desk- blue eyes glassy and filled with so so much emotion considering the circumstances.

💖 When you shook your head he nearly wailed, sinking further till he was almost entirely on the floor- fringe out of place and hat askew. You stood up to peer over your desk, looking down at the handsome man near-crying on your library floor.

💖 You glanced around, thankfully it was lunchtime for the kids so almost everyone was outside enjoying the sunny Los Angeles afternoon, leaving your room mostly empty. You gnawed on your lips nervously for a few moments before making a decision.

💖 “I can help you find some books on horses though.. and the patriarchy?” You offered, not entirely sure what you were getting yourself into as he jumped up, smiling eagerly and leaning forwards till his face was a few inches away from yours.

💖 “You’d do that for me?” He said with so much awe and amazement you’d think you offered to hang the stars for him.

💖 “…Yeah?” It was your job after all, even if this man was definitely not a student or staff member as far as you knew. Maybe he was a substitute teacher (yeah… right)

💖 But the way his whole face lit up joyfully at something as small as helping him find books made your heart give a little skip in your chest.

💖 You guide him around, pointing out a few books that were somewhat relevant (though he really only seemed interested in grabbing the ones with lots of pictures). Standing next to him you noticed he… really didn’t have a sense of personal space- the man would lean close everytime you spoke up to offer your help in locating relevant books, big baby-blue eyes staring into yours as he hung on to every word you said, nodding enthusiastically.

💖 You felt your cheeks and ears warm go warm at all the attention, occasionally stumbling on a word or two and chewing on your lip nervously between sentences- eyes darting around to anything but the absolute ray of sunshine in front of you.

💖 “Why are you doing that?” He asked innocently, leaning forwards into your space again with only the flimsy spine of Horses, by Ryan Bessin to protect you.

💖 “Doing what?” You said, trying to sound collected and professional though your gaze was still elsewhere, skimming over the names and authors. You jumped a little when you felt him reach out to gently prod at your lip, freeing it from the grasp of your teeth.

💖 “You’re chewing on your lip” he started, unconsciously mirroring the action on his own face. His blue eyes were focused so intensely on your lips and he felt that weird flutter in his chest again. What was that? A side effect of the real world?

💖 “Oh sorry I do that when I’m” you waved your hand vaguely for a moments, waiting till he finally looked away from your mouth to meet your gaze. “Nervous.”

💖 His head tilted in confusion and you were unable to look at him and not see an absolutely adorable, floppy-eared golden retriever puppy. “You’re nervous? Why?” He sounded so genuine and you swear to god he needed to stop looking at you with so much kindness and interest or you may just explode.

💖 “You’re just” you grip tight to the book, “-you’re very… handsome” (and intense) you started again, cheeks warming even more when his face seemed to light up like the Fourth of July- a huge grin splitting his face. “I think there’s another book that might interest you over here!” Frantically you change the subject, thrusting the book forwards and trying (and failing) not to notice just how solid his abs were.

💖 He followed you eagerly, still smiling at you with those weirdly perfect teeth and that shamelessly attentive expression. “Thank you so much, Barbie!”

💖 You looked over your shoulder at him, bewildered. “That’s? Not my name?” You said with a confused but genuine smile. Was it supposed to be some type of weird compliment?

💖 The man blinked, baffled for a few moments before he seemed to remember something. “Oh! Sorry! Force of habit” he laughed, looking bashful as he fingered the pages of the book he held.

💖 (And you definitely didn’t let your gaze slip to those deft, elegant looking hands. Broad and masculine but spared any callous or freckle- his tanned skin nearly perfect)

💖 “So… why exactly are you looking for books on the Patriarchy and Horses?”

💖 He blinked a few times at your question, looking down at the books in his arms as though he’d forgotten they were there for a moment. His smile brightened marginally, and he picked up one of the books at random- The Origins of Patriarchy, waving it loosely in front of your face. “Oh! So I’m learning about this super awesome thing called The Patriarchy”

💖 He almost immediately noticed the slight downward tilt of your lips- and the resulting twist in his chest was not like the fluttering sensations from earlier. No this was… icky- this feeling was unpleasant (something he didn’t actually have a lot of context for) and all he could think of was getting that look off of your face as fast as possible.

💖 “But- uh that’s beside the point!” As flippantly as possible he tosses the book over his shoulder with a bashful laugh. You winced, knowing you’d have to put that up later, but the man didn’t seem to notice; too busy looking at you with those big blue eyes and leaning against the bookshelf.

💖 “O-Okay?” You said, blinking rapidly at him as you chewed nervously on your lip again, trying not to squirm under the pure fascination in his gaze, completely unaware of the rapidly shifting priorities of the man in front of you.

💖 “Oh my name is Ken! Hey- what size rollerblades do you wear by the way?”

[lucyswinter]

request!!! the nightmare trope with cilly. reader wakes up scared in the middle of the night and he comforts her 💖

pairing: cillian murphy x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none! <3

(a/n): thank you so much for the request ml!!!! alsooo new divider!! creds to @/saradika-graphics 💗💗 this was not proofread, but ava got a sneak peak and liked it so lmk if there’s any grammatical errors lol

You let out a sharp breath as you jolt up into a sitting position, dry sobs echoing the walls of your bedroom as you cross your arms and grip the opposite forearm for support. You don’t even notice that you’ve woken Cillian until he made himself known.

“Lovey? What is it?” he asked you worriedly, eyes wide, slowly sitting up and leaning on his arm so that he could see you properly.

“I-I…” you manage to pant out, eyes watering.

“Love, you need to use your words. What’s wrong?” He puts a hand to your cheek and softly strokes your face with his thumb in a comforting rhythm. He always knew exactly what to do to calm you down, even when you didn’t.

“I had um.” You pause to take a nervous gulp, eyes now overflowing enough for a few tears to race down your cheeks, some pooling up around Cillian’s thumb. “I had a nightmare…” a sob punctuates your sentence, prompting Cillian to furrow his brow with worry.

“Ohhh my poor sweet girl” he laughs, his hand moving down to rub your shoulder and pull your head against his chest. “I’m so sorry”

You try to lift your head from his chest. “Cill i’m going to get your shirt all wet with tears” you sniffle, another sob of guilt coming on.

“Shh it’s alright love. I can change later. This is about you right now. I’ll be fine.” He pulls you back on his chest and continues rubbing your shoulders. “Now, would you like to talk about what happened, or no? I won’t pressure you, but I’m here if you need me baby.”

You let out a few more soft sobs before wiping your cheeks and lifting your head to look at him. A sense of relief washes over you as soon as you meet his bright blue gaze.

“I just…I was being chased by this monster and he chased me into this house, and when I got into one of the rooms I-“ you’re cut off by a slightly more violent sob, the tears returning your cheeks, your eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to make them stop.

“Shhh take your time, sweet girl. Poor baby.” His lips connect with yours, and linger for a few seconds before he pulls back to give you his attention.

You take a deep breath out and continue to explain to him what happened. “And when I got into this room you were there but…but you were dead” you wail, the tears streaming down your cheeks like a waterfall.

“Oh my sweet caring girl. I’m so sorry you had to think about that. Ohhh poor girl.” He wiped tears from your now puffy eyes to reveal red cheeks. “But I’m here. And I’m not dead, lovey. You don’t need to worry about that.” He places a kiss on your cheek, and begins to rub your shoulders again. “I must say, angel, that sounds an awful lot like the movie we watched tonight…I don’t mean to jump to conclusions, but is there a possibility you got a bit frightened by the movie and that’s why you had this nightmare?”

You nod, ashamed to admit that a silly movie scared you.

He let out a soft chuckle, more pitiful than condescending. “Well why don’t we go back to sleep, baby.”

You lie down on your side and snuggle up closer to him so that his chin is above your head. He puts his arms around you and gentle rubs his thumb against your back, causing a tingly sensation to spread through your body in waves, lulling you closer to sleep. Your eyes flutter, and eventually close. You let out a soft sigh, and he leans his lips close to your ear, tickling the sensetive skin with his warm breath.

“No more scary movies for you, sweet angel. I hate seein’ you all scared.” He whispered. “Sleep now, love. Dream sweet things”. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead as you slowly drifted into a peaceful slumber.

(a/n): ty for reading!! next up is a neil lewis oneshot and a hotch oneshot!! <33

[bellathebimbo]

hi! 💖

ok so this is what ive been up to recently!

ive been listening to a looot of hypnosis stuff, nothing specific, just mostly random bimbo/dumbing down stuff. i mainly listen to them when im bored or at night before bed. theyre so much fun! ive stopped watching smarty tv or even just average tv stuff except like the kardashians or like simple chick flicks! and ive stopped reading books! i luv luv luv being dumb + giggly! id luv sum recomendations for more hypno stuff! like stuff thatll like make me more brainless + bubbly! or just message me/send me asks calling me a dumb bimbo or anything you want! i luuuv reading stuff like that, it makes me sooo wet + horny! 💓

ive been eating rlly helthy food + doing some great workouts! soon im gonna do some intense cardio to get a super sexy body! also ive been walking like everyday since the wethers been rlly nice these days! i walk for ages + i wear like tight leggings, + soon id luv to wear like tank tops + crop tops! every time i walk past a guy i get all excited + tingly + i hope he notices my body! 💗

ive been rlly turned on these past few weeks, like i can literally barely think of anything except being a mindless fucktoy or a obidient pet! it make me sooo wet! i was having like doubts and stuff before but something in me just dragged me back in! sometimes in bed i play with my pussy or my tits + i keep my mouth wide open and pretend theres a big yummy cock inside! it makes me feel so fuzzy + happy, like even now im getting super wet just typing this… idk what else to say, just that im a dumb bimbo + im gonna go bounce on a pillow and play with my tits! 💕

[cowboyjen68]

hi jen! i've know im a lesbian since I was 12, but because of my problems with socializing i've never actually had ANY romantic interactions(my lesbianism making things even harder, as you can imagine)

i'm almost out of high school and going to college, so i'm feeling very down about missing out on teen romance but dont want the same thing to happen again. do you have any tips on what i can do to avoid this problem in the future? i am genuinely clueless on what to do when looking for a partner, really

even if you dont actually have any advice to give i still really love your blog, it reminds me that lesbians can actually grow old and live happy lives💖💖thank you for hearing me out and i apologize for any grammar mistake!!

This is pretty easy because, while it was pretty outgoing and friendly, it was often not as my full self. I kept my horse girl, lesbian, butch and weird music and hobby side of myself under wraps from most of my friends. I had no word for lesbian or butch but my high school best friend knew I probably liked girls, we just never discussed it and it didn't bother her. It might have been harder on our friendship had I tried to come out in the 80's, not because it bothered her but the insinuations of all the others about our relationship would have been A LOT for a high schooler.

I waited until after college graduation and I used to sometimes look back and wonder how many times I missed out kissing a girl in high school or other women in college. How had twinges of regret for not having sex or even attempting intimacy with women.( I mostly avoided boys too because ew)

As I was sitting in a miserable passionless marriage to my wife of 17years, I pined for that passion and tingle that i had with my first girlfriend from ages 23 to 30. How many times did I miss that feeling with girls in my high school or college or at summer jobs because I was unsure of myself and not confident that any woman would find me attractive. I was even unsure if loving a woman was something I could do. Was it a real thing?

Looking back now I realize I just was not ready and most of my young friends in high school were not ready for me to be out and opening attracted to the same sex. I had fun in high school, made friends and had a small group of girls I was very close to. I enjoyed those friendships perhaps because I did not come out and cause those bonds to be strained.

In college I was concerned how my parents would react and I was in no way independent from their financial and emotional support. My friends were all around me experimenting with their sexuality and I was watching from outside, really wanting what they had but not willing to give up my security and college education to be open about being a lesbian. I knew I could just "do it and hide it" but I was not built for the stealthy life. I know if i was loving loving women it would be hard to be quiet.

Here is the point I am getting at with the sharing of all these experiences. If you were not ready to act on dating and attempting to date it is probably good that you listened to yourself. We are not on a time line and many young people feel pressured to date when their confidence, sexual maturity and social skills are not ready yet which can lead them to be vulnerable to abusive, controlling or unhealthy relationships. It is hard to listen to your own intuition and set and keep boundaries when you are trying to date just to not be the only one not dating.

What you more likely missed out on was not the thrill of dating but the hassle of pretending you want to date when it didn't feel right, at all.

You are heading to college. You are now becoming interested in the excitement of dating on your own and not because others think you need to date. You are craving the touch, the tingly feeling and the companionship of women. These are all good signs you are ready to date.

My advice:

1.Be honest with yourself and then her (your date) every time. Do not go on date number two if it does not feel right. If you are unsure go on another date but continue to listen to yourself.

2.You deserve passion and mutual excitement to be in the company of a woman. If one of you do not feel it, move on.

3.Do not stick to a relationship because it is "ok" or she is "nice" . You have the right to sexual, emotional and intellectual stimulation. Look for it and don't settle.

4.There will be other women so don't cling to the first one or the one willing to stick around just because she is there. If you don't feel all the afore mentioned excitement, be honest with yourself and her and move on.

5. Dating a woman with whom you share many wonderful moments and lots of joy does not mean you will be together forever or have that expectation. Short term love is a thing and neither of you are failures when that fades out.

6. Ask her. If you see a woman that interests you be clear that you would like to take her on a date and you have romantic interests. Don't be vague or try to use hints. This leads to miscommunications and false expectation every time.

7. Finally, use all the dating and flirting and breakups and heartbreaks and joy and fun and memories to form who and what you are looking for as a partner. All that experience is giving you a better idea on what makes you truly happy.

You missed out on nothing. The adventure is just beginning and it can start with a simple "Hi, I think you are cute. Would you be willing to go on a date with me?" She might say "no", but she MIGHT say "yes".

[edging-diaries]

Day 3

yesterday was the first day i had to juggle (college) classes with edging bit i think i did pretty good!! on the flip side, ive caught some kind of head cold or general illness from one of my housemates and it started to hit me hard last night. maybe that was why i kept getting nauseous the first two days?

i saud in my day 2 post that i was gonna take it easy for day 3, but edging feels so good that its really hard to resist sneaking my hand down to rub whenever i get free time.

i edged 16 times yesterday.

i only did 1 edge in the morning because i had to get started with classes but it was suuper important because it made me think about my cunt all day long hehe

i did 8 edges in the afternoon because someone wanted to play with me! it was reallt fun 💖

and then i did 7 more edges before i went to bed!! i couldnt stay asleep all night because stuffy nose so really i shouldve edged even more. maybe tonight if i cant sleep again!

ive also noticed that im starting to get this tingly fuzzy throbby feeling whenever i see a tumblr notif pop up on my phone. it makes me wanna drop what im doing and edge right away so bad... gotta write an essay today but if anyone wants to give me more notifs i wont be mad hehe

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here is my pinned post for ppl new to my acc! 💖✨🌸💕

first of all: this is all fantasy! i do not condone assault, abuse or transphobia in any shape or form. this is kink play. 

i’m lucy, i’m 21 yrs old and i’m a female girl who thinks shes a boy! i'm addicted to fucking my cunt. use any pronouns you think suit me best but she/her will make my pussy the most tingly.

find my posts with the tag #my posts

i love posting my pussy and cunt body on twitter, find me @lucysgirlpussy. due to safety reasons i'm often private, but you can dm me to be accepted asap. also send me anons @ftmgirl on curiouscat and @ftmcuunthole on discord if you want. @ftmcunthole3 on bdsmlr.

dms, anons and nudes are always welcome! especially from other ftm girlies. also feel free to send me nasty porn. encourage me to detransition

im into almost anything except for ab/dl or underage play, gore, and scat related play. not into vomit much either. 

don’t interact or follow me if you are a minor. anything illegal is a hard limit, i want nothing to do with it.

some of my fav kinks:

detrans/misgender kink

misogyny kink

cnc

humiliation

dumbification

bimbofication

corruption

size difference

pregnancy

clit torture (but no infibulation)

size queen/taking big things in my holes

big puffy ugly pussies and massive cock 

[petalsplayplace]

Aww look at you sweetie, begging to be talked down to by a bunch of strangers! Who's a good little baby brained diaper slut? Yes you are! You're a good little diaper slut!! God it's so cuuuute to see you beg to be babied to everyone you know! And it's just so fun to talk down to you, my favorite pastime is not taking you seriously and making you tell us alllllllll about how gross and sluty and stinky and dumb you are <3 Ah but I'm getting sidetracked! Go on sweetie, you were just about tell us what you do in your pamps and how much you looooooooove to poop yourself and how bad you stink and just how stupid you really are💖💖💖

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Ummm.... kay... umm I go potty in my pampers!!!! Go potty jus like a lil baby!!! Pee pee an poopy too!!! An an an when i go poopy is all yucky and icky and stinky b-bu i like it... makes my princess parts all tingly... get all tingly an need then need magic buzzy wand fix it!!! O-or i start to humpies everything... kinda like a puppy!!! B-bu i think puppies smarter... cause puppies know all the rules an can remember them an are gooder girls than me... Cause cause grown ups have so many rules an an an never ever able remember them all!!!! Isn my fault... jus not very smart... umm... wha was i talkin about again??? Oh right diapies!!! I like my diapies lots an lots!!!! Hehehehehe

[harrywavycurly]

Not Eddie related but what about some conversations with Narry as our friends? 🥰

Hiiii babes!! Oh this made me emo I miss writing for bestie Narry! I hope you enjoy these extremely random ass conversations with them!💖

“Why is he in charge of dinner when we all know I’m the better cook?” “Because Harry this is Niall’s house…now what’s on the menu for tonight? I only brought one bottle of wine.” “Nothing fancy just chicken and-” “did you season it properly?” “Oh fuck off with that Harry.” “We all saw the chicken Niall…it looked unseasoned and just…horrid.” “Do you two need to be separated?” “No…I’ll behave…sorry Niall.” “It’s fine just don’t go being a twat…we haven’t even had any wine yet.”

“Two drinks in and we already have to take your phone away? You’ve turned into a lightweight love.” “Oh come off it Harry we all saw you that one night at the pub in London after like three whiskey sours.” “We don’t speak of that night Niall…you know this.” “Ohhhh was that when he tried to get nake-” “I just said we don’t speak of that night.” “You heard him love we aren’t allowed to talk about when he nearly pe-” “why am I friends with you two?…always pickin on me.” “You love us…doesn’t he Niall?” “Oh yeah he totally loves us…don’t ya mate?” “Yeah yeah…I love you…even when you don’t listen.”

“This is the most uncomfortable couch I’ve ever sat on in my life…why do you have this thing?” “Because my super famous and rich pop star bestfriend hasn’t taken me to get a new one.” “You forgot to add he’s also a movie star love…move over…your lanky arse is just taking up the whole thing.” “I’m doing you a favor…this couch is horrible.” “So then let’s go get her a proper one then.” “I was just kidding Niall I don’t need you two to buy me a couch.” “Jesus…this thing really does fucking suck…how is your back not in shambles from this torture device?” “It’s just old and has a few lumps that’s all.” “Lumps? This thing feels like it’s made out of cement it’s so hard…Niall where did you get your monstrosity of a couch? It may be hideous but it’s comfortable.” “My couch isn’t hideous you dick…but I’m not sure the name of the store but I can just take you there.” “Sounds good…now go grab your sunglasses love…we’re going shopping.”

“What does this mask do again? My face feels…tingly.” “It’s a pore clearing one so tingly is good…burning is bad…Harry where is my black nail polish?” “I’m using it…oh can you bring me the silver glitter please?” “Okay now it’s burning…can I take it off now?” “Beauty is pain Niall don’t be a ninny.” “Fuck off Harry that’s easy for you to say all you’re doing is painting your bloody nails.” “Go wash your face in the sink Niall…don’t get water all over the place like you did last time please.” “He’s a proper mess that one…can’t even handle doing a face mask.” “Don’t be rude Harry…remember when I did that apple cider mask on you and you only had it one for two minutes before you were begging me to help get it off you?” “That was different…you didn’t tell me it was going to turn into solid clay and make my face feel like it was actually vibrating…it was scary.” “How do I look? My face feels as smooth as a baby’s bottom.” “You look great Niall…will you let Harry do your nails?” “Yeah but no fucking glitter like you did last time..that stuff stayed on for ages.”

[lesbianoms]

Do you prefer Non-fatal or fatal? Also, what do you think about endosoma? I have this little fantasy of a mature woman, resembling Melony from Pokémon, as she is laying on a side, rubbing her huge, swollen stomach and drinking some hot cocoa and reads a book in front of the fireplace, like it wasn’t even aware that she has a sentient being in her stomach, stewing harmlessly inside her.

I love endosoma!!

It depends on how I’m feeling, honestly. I like fatal but it has to follow very specific guidelines— a lot of fatal that I see turns out being extremely cruel, which sucks. I don’t like that. Unless I’m writing it… I think it has to do with the fact that I know what’s going on in my brain when I write that stuff, if that makes sense.

The thing with a lot of non-fatal vore writing I see is that it doesn’t go into detail about the sensory experiences like fatal writing does. But I really like non-fatal as well, so I always try to emphasize the sensations of the stomach in my safe vore stories… makes it a lot more tangible~

And as for that scenario 💖 sounds great!

Mmm, I love the phrase “stewing harmlessly.” The acids are still brewing, but it’s like a bubble bath for the prey… a very tingly and pleasurable one <3

I wish I could be in there… all curled up and cozy, soaking in a hot cocoa bath… occasionally feeling a hand rub at me from outside the stomach. The cozy vibes of her just lying there in front of the fireplace, belly exposed, while it occasionally shifts and groans… they hit just right 🥰

And I LOVE the detail that she might not even know she’s swallowed something alive. Not really sure how that would play out with same size (unless there’s like a ton of food involved), but it’s vore, so I can suspend my disbelief a little 💕

There is something pretty sexy to me about unaware preds in endo situations

[mymxnfgh]

Goo x Fem!Reader sparring sessions HCs

Hihi~ here are some HCs and a mini Fic about Goo and a female reader who won against him at Kendo after he underestimated her~ Tysm for the suggestion @sublimequeenmango 💓💖 and I added a mini fic because I didn’t have enough HCs i’m sorry 😭

HCs

I feel like Goo would definitely make jokes all the time to lighten the mood

He’s very kind to you though, after all you’re as strong as him which not many people are

After developing a crush on he would distance him for a bit but then become even more clingy

it’d take him some time to realize the crush though

You guys would spar from early in the morning till late at night

Very fun sparring sessions, lots of laughing and a lot of chemistry

He will get butterflies and his heart will beat faster when you stab him/try to stab him

He always wants to make a wish whenever he wins against you (always wishes for a kiss)

Calls you by a lot of cringy nicknames (sweetie, honey, baby, princess, etc…)

takes your sparring sessions very serious though despite the jokes he makes he gets serious when you’re about to fight

never goes easy on you (he doesn’t need to)

Mini fic

Your first meeting with Goo Kim was… well let’s just say you did not really like him at first. Having been trained in Kendo since childhood you excelled at it and were even called a prodigy more than a few times. So it was no surprise that you were better than most. Of course this didn’t prevent people from going out of their way to challenge you, only to be utterly defeated.

The same goes for Goo Kim. Well not exactly…

He’s one of the „talented“ people your coach has been talking about, but you didn’t think much at first. You expected for the two of you to spar together like you do with any other person.

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But the moment he opened his mouth it was difficult to contain the dislike you felt towards him.

„Oh~ Didn’t know I had to fight against such a beauty?“

He was quite the flirt

„Can’t say the same about you“

Unfortunately you weren’t in the mood for flirting and it was true. He didn’t look bad, his eyes although a bit small were pretty cute, his nose was straight and he had full, rosy lips, they looked soft too…did he apply chapstick? It’s just unfortunate that he wasn’t your type at all!

„Ouch, my heart~~!! I will try to go easy on you though~ Don’t wanna see you getting hurt, princess“ Goo said in a sickeningly sweet tone and winked

„…whatever“ it was hard not to roll your eyes

Well who can blame you for disliking Goo when that was the first impression you got of him??

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„huff…huff… whew, princess… you’re quite good…?“ Goo wheezes, lying on the ground, as you point your sword at him

„You lost.“ It was quite the hard battle though

„…well yeah, I lost“

„Who was the one saying that he won’t go easy on me?“ you couldn’t help but be petty about it and honestly Goo deserved it.

„Hahaha next time… next time I‘ll definitely win!“ he burst out laughing

„We’ll see…“

And just like that you guys started meeting each other more regularly, from weekly sparring sessions to almost daily.

After getting to know Goo some more you started to understand why he was being so cocky at the beginning. He was good. Very good. Sometimes he would even overpower you, only sometimes of course.

You started to look forward to your sparring sessions as well, after all he was a worthy opponent! But was that all? Was that really the reason you were looking forward to the sparring sessions?

You’d catch Goo staring at you during training too, his ears would get red when training with you. Was he just excited to spar with you or were there other reasons?

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The past few months Goo has always been sparring with you on a daily basis and honestly he really enjoyed it! More than he thought he would…

He started to notice that something was strange after the first two weeks of you guys training together. His stomach would always feel tingly and his head would get warm. It didn’t take a lot to figure out what the reason was. You.

Alright~ so that’s all I have for now it’s not a lot but I hope you still enjoyed reading through it and I had a lot of fun writing this! Goo is such a funny character so I wasn’t too sure how to portray him haha

Once again tysm for the suggestion ily!!💖💕

[elfiewhore]

I have been soo turned on everytomei feel the cool plastic and the warm thick padding beneath me I secretly want to be humiliated and exposed. The euphoria would set me into a sticky mess in my current state of diaper wearing 😘😶‍🌫️🫠

My my~! What a good little cutie, loving their widdle baby diapies so much it makes them get all tingly! Adorabubble!! Hehehehe! And it's because you know you belong in them 💖 You're not a big, hot adult. You're a little cute baby and you need to keep your icky baby parts locked away and padded to prevent any little accidents! Teehee! Don't wet yourself in excitement that mommy's replying and showing you off to everyone, okay baby? 💖💖💖

[ladytauria]

10, 11, 16, 32??? 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

thank u leo!!! 💞

10. Ctrl+f "blinks" on your WIP & copy paste the first sentence/paragraph that comes up

i searched both the WIPs i’ve been working on the last couple of days—one i’ve had for over a year and the other i’ve had for??? two days??? which has just rapidly unfolded in front of me—and! surprisingly blinks only showed up once?

anyway, this is from the second fic, which features jaytim + student/teacher roleplay:

Mr. Drake’s hand wraps loosely around his wrist; his hand cool. “Good job,” he praises, softly, and Jason blinks rapidly again, the praise making him feel pleasantly warm and tingly. He tugs Jason forward, guiding Jason over his lap, until his hips and belly are firmly settled over Mr. Drake’s thighs.

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

just 3???? sigh… okay, i’ll try 😂

in no particular order!!

I Know What My Brother Is – @bi-bats -> Reverse Robins. DamiTim. This fic… Damian’s POV is gorgeous. The prose is so poetic, there are so many gut punching lines! Also everything abt the AU and the way the relationships are effected by it is just… yes. So much yes.

Mother Knows Best – @kieran-granola -> JayTim. I have read this… so many times. Little afraid to look in my history just to see how many xD Kink exploration is so much fun to read. Also, love when a fic awakens something in me 😂

and then… okay, i was talking about this one earlier and i adore it so, so:

American Beauty (American Psycho) – TimmyJaybjrd -> JayTim. Toxic relationship. Love, love, love it. It’s not the usual fic I seek out but I read it anyway, and omg. It’s so good. Controlling, dominant Tim and needy, eager to please Jason just hits the spot for me! Damian was also really good in this~

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

i don’t have an official count but more than 30! again it’s tempting to share more than asked but 😂

hmm

okay, let’s go with an urban fantasy one!! this one features dragon!tim/selkie!jason!

Dragons are possessive of their hordes. Tim isn’t as bad as some (who don’t even allow people to look, let alone touch), the instincts are still there. So, when they start dating, Jason decides to hide his coat.

It’s just a precaution, really. He doesn’t think Tim would trap him like that. Not really. But if Tim has decided Jason is his, what if he decides Jason’s coat is his too? After all, then Jason could never leave—and he definitely wouldn’t disobey or ignore when Tim tells him to do things, either. So. It’s just—better this way. Safer.

Tim notices when Jason switches from using his disguised coat to a real leather jacket, but he doesn’t say anything. Selkies are shy, and just as protective of their coats as dragons are of their horde.

However, as time passes, the coat stays hidden—except when Jason gives in to the call of the sea. He’s always let the ache grow as long as he can, though, before finally giving in. Months will pass, sometimes, before he finally goes. With his coat now separated from him constantly, though, the ache grows faster, until he’s going around once a month.

Tim is worried, but he has no idea how to bring it up without scaring Jason. He’s also maybe a little hurt, by this point, since Jason still doesn’t trust him—but, at the same time, access to a selkie’s coat gives you a lot more power over them than access to a dragon’s horde does!

This is where my brain likes to skim over the details, but there’s some angst, some hurt/comfort, maybe a minor disaster (perhaps someone finding the coat? 🤔), but one way or another, Jason & Tim end up having to actually have a conversation. I’m not exactly sure how that goes, either, only that my brain is pretty fixated on Jason’s coat ending up in the heart of Tim’s hoard for safe-keeping, and both of them getting the warm & fuzzies over it!

32. Name three of your favorite fanfic writers.

@kieran-granola ; @waffleinator-inator ; @bi-bats

dearly love all of their fics 🥰

[ get to know the fic writer! ]

[iheartchv]

🌴STAY-CATION🐢

Summer Vacation themed challenge, hosted by: @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83 and @thelaundrybitch 💗💙❤💜🧡

Prompt(s): “Well, that didn’t go as planned…”

//Taking the weekend to myself must've worked; I tried to get this done what with little time and motivation I had :3 hope you enjoy it~🌴🌈 💖

You had been waiting for this. It was the reason why you endured your school/work place all year. Vacation.... you needed one badly.... You saved up money for it, and now that you were ready, your dream vacation slipped from your hands. All the spots were filled, and other vacation spots were out of your budget.

"Ugh! Why??" you whined. Your heart felt crushed... no, it felt like your entire soul was crushed. All that time and sacrifices you made to go on vacation.. wasted.

You texted Donnie saying that your vacation was cancelled... you weren't going anywhere. When you explained, he said he was sorry to hear that, and that if there was something him and his brothers could do to make you feel better, they'd do it. You didn't want to sound rude or anything, so you texted him back that you'd think about it.

Setting your phone down beside you, you sighed as you flopped backwards on your bed. So much for getting your hopes up... Well, you could use the vacation time and be off for a week/ home for the summer...

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Later you heard taps on your bedroom window. You looked and saw Leo... and Donnie, Raph, and Mikey. You rushed to open the window.

"What're you guys doing here?"

"We heard what happened, so I thought-"

"WE"

"-we, but mostly me, thought that we'd bring the vacation to you."

The notion touched your heart. You smiled at the turtles. "Awww, guys, you didn't have to."

"True, but we wanted to."

"What kind of friends would we be if we left you all sad and moppy?"

"So... are you gonna let us in?" Leo asked with a smile.

You stepped out the way so they could all come in in a turtle pile. You then put your hands on your hips. "So, what do you have planned?"

"You'll see." Mikey grinned.

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So far your staycation was going great. The first night was a sleepover movie night that included pizza and other goodies to snack on. The next night was to go swimming at one of the public swimming pools after closing. That night was when you noticed (Leo/Raph/Donnie/Mikey) acting unusal; he suddenly acted shy toward you, and not even able to look you in the eye for more than a second, like his attention was elsewhere. You decided to question him before they went home.

~♡~♡~

"Hey, (L/R/D/M), I wanted to ask you something."

"Sure, what is it?" he asked.

"Did... did you not like my swim suit? Was it ugly, was it..."

"No, no, it looked good on you, it's..." He sighed. He looked like he was struggling with what he wanted to say next. His eyes locked with yours, and they seemed to soften. "You looked really good," he smiled sheepishly. "Don't ever doubt if you look anything less than that. Take it from me," he then said with sad looking eyes.

Your heart skipped a beat hearing that. Why did being here alone with him, and hearing him tell you that, make you feel... tingly inside? He was your best friend for quite sometime now, and these feelings never been here before... You blushed and replied,"Thanks," with a small smile. You notice the look in his eyes and replied,"You look good, too... for a mutant turtle."

He gave you a small smile back, one that he always gave you, and it made your heart race this time. Surely you couldn't be... "Well, I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow night."

"Okay. Bye~"

As he ran to jump to the top of a building he waved back at you. You waved back and felt butterflies in your tummy. You replayed his words in your head, and you couldn't stop your heart from pounding so hard or the thoughts that ran through your mind at a millions miles. You haven't felt this way about anyone since your junior high school days... you had a crush on him... You tried (to no avail) to get some sleep for the next day of your staycation.

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The last couple of nights was going to be spent with just (Leo/Raph/Donnie/Mikey). He didn't have any plans in mind, so he let you pick what you two can do; he was fine with your choice. You thought about it for a minute. "Maybe we can watch the sunset?"

"Sure thing." He smiled at you, and your heart raced. He picked you up and held you close to him as he was jumping from rooftop to rooftop, reaching a pretty high point where you could see the bright orangish colored sun start to disappear. You both sat on the edge of the building and watched the sky change colors.

The sky was beautiful, but this time it was more beautiful than any other time before. Watching the sunset was how you and (L/R/D/M) bonded, till the dawn broke. You looked over to him, and a dorky smile crossed your face. He looked... so magnificent, so heroic in the sun's rays. It seemed fitting for a hero of New York. You broke the awkwardly silence between you.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

He looked over at you then, and then quickly looked back at the setting sun, looking bashful. He'd be blushing if turtles could. His heart thumped hard in his chest. The way the sunlight caught in her eyes and hair... he just thought you looked beautiful, more gorgeous than the sunset...

You then said, with a small blush on your cheeks,"You know, we haven't done this in a while... I wish we could do it more often..."

"Yeah, me too. I miss how we used to stay up all night and just, ya know, hang out... Didn't have a care in the world."

He didn't notice you moved closer to him. He was aware of you now, he could feel the warmth of your body beside him. His eyes looked back and forth between you and the sky.

"I've always felt peaceful watching the sunset, but since I met you, having you watching the sunset with me feels... even more peaceful... like I'm in my own world... our own little world..." he softly smiles.

Your heart felt so warm and fuzzy, your belly filled with butterflies. You pressed your head against his forearm, resting it there as you saw the last bits of the sunset colors disappear. "If I could, I'd stay here forever."

He gave a soft chuckle. "So would I, y/n." Getting past the tingly butterflies in his stomach and heart, he put an arm around your shoulders, holding you to him. "...So would I."

Feeling you so close to him, and his arm around you, you never felt so safe, so happy, so... There were so many emotions bubbling inside you. But joy, happiness, and an ever growing love bloomed in your heart for (Leo/Raph/Donnie/Mikey). You couldn't imagine a life without him, or ever not him and his brothers, along with their friends and Master Splinter. You felt like you belonged with him and their little family...

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[uroboros-if]

How does it feel for you author, to have released the demo? It is so beautiful and the writing is so poetic and gripping, I can't get enough. I can't wait to see it evolve and grow in the future, too! 💖💖💖

🥹 Honestly, I feel nauseous! My legs have got this tingly and weak feeling, and I want to melt into the earth and have it decompose me completely.

However, I am glad to have released it, and I am extremely grateful for all the kind words!! It is... strange but amazing to me that people like my work. The only way I can repay everyone's patience and kindness all this time is by continuing to work hard on it.

Your ask makes me so emotional 😭 I can't thank you enough for having such lovely things to say. You said the words I wanted to hear for so long. Now I feel better about it all!

Thank you so much for a wonderful ask 💕