#no holding back

[ziggy-stardust-is-in-love]

Are you a fan of the american idiot musical and can I yap to you about it 🌈✨️🌊🐬

OMG PLEASE DEAR LORD PLEASE YAL ABOUT IT TO ME IM STILL LEARNING ABOUT IT BUT I THINK I AT LEAST KNOW THE BASICS BUT PLEASE YAP PLEASE PLEASE

[havens-journey]

Unleashed & Soaked: How I Claimed My Cunt After Years of Hiding

Living under my parents’ suffocating watch turned every attempt at getting off into a minefield. Pleasure was a dirty little secret I chased in the dark, buried under a pile of blankets. My ears would prickle for any hint of footsteps. I’d lie there, stiff while my heart pounded, one hand sneaking beneath the sheets to tease my aching pussy. My fingers would graze my clit—slow, careful, desperate—but I could never let myself go all the way. The heat would coil tight in my core, muscles tensing, thighs pressing together involuntarily, begging for release. Still, I’d choke it down, always waiting for the door to fly open and ruin everything.

That constant dread hung over me, keeping me throbbing. I’d rub myself just enough to feel the slickness pool between my thighs, my body shaking with the effort of restraint, but full-on surrender? Not a chance. The door didn’t lock—privacy was a myth—and every creak or cough from the hall snapped me out of it. I got used to that tease, wanting to cum so bad it hurt. Yet, I was too terrified of getting caught with my fingers buried in myself to let loose.

Then I moved out, and everything changed.

The freedom hit me like a drug. At first, I didn’t know what to do with it. All that space—quiet, empty, mine—felt too good to be real. I’d check the locks like a paranoid freak, half-expecting someone to barge in and call me out. Years of holding back had hardwired me to stay tense, even alone.

Then, one night, I was standing in my room, my panties dangling from my fingers, when a filthy thought crossed my mind: I could strut around naked since I had the house entirely to myself. It felt so naughty. My pulse kicked into overdrive, and my nipples hardened just thinking about it. I froze for a second, my skin prickling as the air licked at my bare skin and thighs. My breath came shallow, a slow flush creeping up my chest. Old habits screamed at me to cover up. I tossed the panties aside and let go of the towel covering the top part of my body.

There I was. Naked. Already wet from the sheer ballsiness of it. My skin felt electric, every nerve hyper-aware of the freedom I’d never allowed myself. The air hit my exposed body, making me shiver. A new kind of thrill raced through me. My nipples stiffened even more, aching, begging to be touched. My thighs clenched, and I felt a slow, needy throb pulse between my legs. I wandered to the bed, my hips swaying. I lightly dragged my fingers over my stomach and ribs, teasing myself.

I sprawled out on the sheets, the cool fabric rubbing against my ass and back, sending another wave of sensation through me. My legs spread wide, letting the air kiss my soaked slit. I let out a slow, shaky breath. Basking in how good it felt to be bare, exposed, and completely alone. My hand ghosted down my stomach, tracing lazy patterns over my skin and making myself wait.

My fingers brushed my clit, feather-light, and my body jolted. A shudder ran through me, my stomach tightening as pleasure skated up my spine. I traced slow circles, barely touching myself, just enough to make my breath hitch. My pussy clenched, slick with anticipation. I teased my entrance, spreading myself open, feeling the slick heat coating my fingers. I dipped inside just a little, then pulled back, dragging my wetness up to my clit, spreading it, making myself groan.

A moan ripped out of me loud enough that I nearly choked on it. My whole body locked up like I’d been caught. But the room stayed dead quiet, and that’s when it hit me: I could scream and be as loud as I wanted now.

So I did. I moaned again, deep and slutty, letting it echo as I fingered myself faster. The shame I’d carried for years dissolved into the wet heat pooling under me. My cunt clenched around my fingers, dripping, starving, and I gave it everything—rubbing my clit raw, fucking myself with my hand until my hips bucked. My thighs trembled, my breath coming in ragged gasps, and my chest heaved as my pleasure built higher and higher. My toes curled, heat flooding every inch of me. My nipples were tight, sensitive, and tingling with every movement of my body against the sheets.

I was a mess—moaning, grinding into my own hand, lost in the obscene sounds of my wet fingers plunging into my soaked cunt. My back arched, my muscles straining as the orgasm crept closer, tightening every nerve inside me. My stomach clenched, my thighs quivered, and then it hit—white-hot pleasure crashing over me, tearing a scream from my throat as I came hard, gushing over my fingers. My walls pulsed, squeezing around nothing, dragging out every last drop of pleasure until I was left gasping, sweat-drenched, and limbs completely boneless.

After that, I’d strip down and fuck myself silly every time I had the house to myself—legs spread, fingers deep, moaning like a porn star ‘til I came so hard I saw stars. My room turned into my personal sex den, every inch reeking of my cum and freedom. I’d tease my nipples ‘til they hurt, plunge my fingers into my sopping hole, and let every dirty sound spill out—no hiding. No holding back. Just pure, raw pleasure, exactly the way I wanted it.

[livefastdriveyoung]

Pierre really is so French

[fuzzeechai]

“But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.” - 2 Corinthians 12:9

“Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for mankind, for he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things.” - Psalm 107:8-9

This may lose me some followers, it may gain me some, either way I’m tired of being lukewarm in my faith and not proclaiming the goodness of my God. I will keep posting my usual nerdy stuff, but I also want to start bringing in some more works to shine His light.

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[momentsbeforemass]

Overflowing

I love to bake.

One of the first things that you learn when you bake? How to measure flour.

Turns out there’s more to measuring flour than just throwing it in a cup.

You’ve got to pack it together. Shake it down. Until it’s overflowing.

If you don’t, there will be voids in the cup of flour.

And what looks like a full cup? Will turn out to be a lot less when you pour it out.

God wants to pour out His mercy on us.

But there’s a catch.

If we expect God to pour out His mercy on us. We have to pour out our mercy on each other. Just as extravagantly as God does.

Which means? No holding back. No voids in our mercy. No gaps.

Our mercy – towards others and towards ourselves – has to look like God’s.

Good measure. Packed together. Shaken down.

Until it’s overflowing.

Today’s Readings

[19ndonboy]

these cunts are the reason we’ll never see taylor at the met gala again i hate them

[wormchamp72]

Heh...me @ Brayden.

the fuck you guy

[chaotic-neutral-knitter]

I think one of the kindest things you can do for people with various mental health struggles is just... let people back into your life after they've been absent for a while.

Making friends as an adult is so fucking hard already and isolating yourself from other people is a very common symptom of depression, anxiety, burnout, ocd, trauma, grief, etc. Which means that someone will do the hard work of recovery/healing and resurface back into a world where their previous friends have written them off because they stopped showing up.

So if you know someone where you're like "yeah we could have been better friends but they fell off the map a bit" and that person suddenly reaches out, or starts showing up to events even though you kind of forgot they were still in the group chat... well they may have been Going Through It and you don't actually have to punish them for their absence you can just be glad that they're back.

[mimimar]

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the moment I heard elphaba's delivery of "there's a girl i know..." in i'm not that girl i knew i had to draw this comic, i strongly recommend listening to it while you read for the full experience!

this comic is a companion to this piece (which was inspired by glinda's delivery of the same line in the i'm not that girl reprise).

pages 1-4 are from elphie's pov, pages 5-8 are from glinda's.

prints of individual pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

flower meanings in order of appearance:

[brainrotcharacters]

When irl pisses me off, I rewatch the Honda Odyssey scene to relax

[review-anon]

Crap-

well I guess it’s sorta a good thing the other me has elemental power

Other me u have wind magic we can get rid of the mist!

That's right other me...I do don't I?

Is this another case of having a power you didn't know you had beforehand?

I was panicking okay? Anyway I need to get rid of this mist or else we cannot kill this Tiger Monster!

*Aliza starts casting runes in the air which causes a huge gust of wind to hit the Tiger Monster and blow away the mist entirely, making it vanish into nothing. It turns to Aliza with a absolute feral look in its face*

Tiger Monster: I AM SO GONNA KILL YOU!

*Emitting the largest and most ear splittering roar it could muster one of pure rage and hatred, it charges over to Aliza at full speed, fully intent on mauling her to pieces*

HEY GET BACK HERE-

*Akane tries to chase after the Tiger Monster but she trips over, having gotten really weak, it seems she's gotten some Void Juice inside of her body*

AKKANNNNEEEE!!!!

H-hold on I will be right over to help Akane!

[spicybeefu]

What if Pokemon & Animal Crossing had a crossover game? #20 Made in Blender - Pumpkaboo design by @omuart

[humming-fly]

I love how Gerald was trying to keep Shadow from spoiling anything about the future meanwhile literally everything Shadow says and does around Maria is the biggest death flag ever

[valtsv]

wow that's a nice inflexible honour code you've got there. i can't wait to see it broken under immense pressure, and you along with it.

[weabooii]

⛩️✨DAN DA DAN ✨🛸

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[hinamie]

matching eye horror for u and ur back-from-the-dead bestie <333