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Ornstein&Smough and Godskin Duo performing in the same festival guys omg who else is goingg
context being. I do not usually listen to rock or metal or whatever, intention was 'setting the mood'! turns out there is such thing as setting the mood too hard
also does anyone have voiceclaims for these guys lmfao. ornstein especially. what do these images sound like to you
lost in blue players (the first ds version) is pufferfish poisonous in that game? 😭😭 i made Keith and Skye eat it and after they went to sleep a cross appeared on Keith's stomach indicator thingy
I will put up with an ungodly amount of bullshit if you’re 6’4”+ (193.04+ cm) and have a huge d*ck. This is purely a scientific fact at this point in my life. 🥴
I wanna gag, I wanna choke. I want you to touch that little dangly dang that swag in the back of my throat.
When he makes you feel pocket size 🫠
ISO a Daddy that wakes me up to change me into my “daytime collar” before he leaves to go to work 🎀
I’m not saying it will fix it, but let me work out my daddy issues while I ride you like the pony he never bought me 🥺🦄🎀
Me: it’s too big Daddy, it can’t all possibly fit 😭
Daddy: shhh shhh don’t worry baby girl, Daddy’s gonna make it fit and you’re gonna tell me how much you love it while I make it go all the way in….ok now, deep breath…
Let me show you how tiny my hands are in comparison to holding your giant cock 🎀
The lengths I will go to hear Daddy say good girl are unhinged 👉🏻👈🏻🫦
@chrystallink's DeathScreen and UnknownSpy on ArtFight's Blane! Someone somewhere discovered Blane last year and I knew what I had to do this year.
I like how the thumbnail for this one turned out too so I'll post that as well.
"Sir would you like me to hold [type of play] sacred for you?"
He's the only person who has ever done this type of play with me, but I am about to visit with friends who specialize in it. This moment feels like a prayer, like an offering. I'm making a sacrifice on the altar of our relationship and allowing him to shape my life in concrete ways. He decides what I do. There's room for negotiation but in every day there are moments where he tells me to do or not do something and it's my job to make it (not) happen.
In the end, he reminds me that my job is to lead a life full of joy and love. Toys aren't meant to be left on a shelf.
Cw- framing a relationship as an addiction
With apologies to Hozier
Boys working on empty
Is that the kind of way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I can barely eat
Daddy I'm jonesing
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She give me toothaches just from kissing me
For what, pumpkin?
That's when my baby found me
I was three days on a drunken sin
I woke with her walls around me
Nothing in her room but an empty crib
The sensory memory of him looking down at me, squeezing me so hard I can't see or scream. His hand in mine as I drive and we sing together. Him under me as my hips rock, his teeth sinking into my skin. His smile when he sees a cute animal. His hand on the back of my neck, guiding me as I leave the store.
I was burning up a fever
I didn't care much how long I lived
I swear I thought I dreamed her
She never asked once about the wrong I did
For you, Sir
My babe would never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
Perfect.
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her.
One of the more profound benefits to my life of being Owned is that I have very clear expectations for behavior. I know what I'm supposed to do in any given situation, and on the off chance I don't I know that the expectation is to handle it the best way I can, then debrief with him afterwards.
Which makes nightmarish weeks so much easier to handle. When my brain chemistry is awful and the children insist on behaving like children and the adults behave like children, I know what I'm supposed to do. I know how to access the support I need.
When my brain informs me that the world would be better without me in it I know he wants me to ask him if that's true. That as sad as he is to consider it, that's still more kind than making it his reality without his input.
I know that when the future feels bleak he expects me to eat enough calories of a balanced diet and drink enough water and go to bed at a reasonable hour, and he's on the inside of all of those things happening. I can tell him that I'm struggling with something and he will step in to provide the structure I need.
It just makes so many things easier to know I have that support to lean on.
Memories from our day together:
I was so excited to take my beReal on time but then was upset that I spoiled the makeup surprise
I remember having a hard time looking at how handsome you are
I remember you pulling away (I realize now to undress) and panicking about you stopping
I remember asking you to slow down so I could tell you something important. I can't remember what was so important, but it was probably that I love you
I remember you finding that one spot and hitting it over and over until I thought I was going to die
I remember you giving me instructions a few times in a row, then realizing that I wasn't going to understand and just moving me around
I remember getting distracted by the sight of your cock and needing you in my mouth immediately
I remember you telling me that I belong to you and cumming so hard I thought I might explode
I remember looking into your eyes and trying to ask you to slow down with the toy. I remember a couple of times when you slowed down and once when you informed me that you didn't want to
I remember thinking I couldn't fall asleep, but somehow having your hand over my eyes and my head on your chest pulled me under
I remember holding you with my legs and you telling me it was like the first time you came in me
I remember crying about the idea of you in prison if I came so hard I died, and feeling incredibly relieved when you promised me you wouldn't
I remember you moving me with your hand on my collar
I remember you driving when I couldn't
I remember being glad you could lay down and use me as a foot stool, and thinking about how generous you were
Mostly I remember feeling held and loved