20s | she/it | useless lesbian | purple cat witch
often a doll, never a person
may sometimes horny post, for sapphics only
in lesbians with @lenalia and @aurumsystem
i'm claire! i'm a trans lesbian purple cat witch though i usually interact in my doll form here
my main interests are computers & technology as well as retro video games, though I'm also a fan of many other things. currently very much into gundam and gunpla building
i'm also an aspiring writer of very self-indulgent lesbian fics, check out #my writing for those
sapphics feel free to meow at me or send me asks or messages or contact me on the fediverse
okay i'm in the middle of getting cleaned up after a long play session but i just remembered a post i've been wanting to make (ty post nut clarity lmao) so here's a rushed and kinda sleepy version of it:
please for all my everyone's out there, please remember to give yourself aftercare if you're someone engaging with kink online. especially if the content you're engaging in usually touches/exacerbates any real-world emotional stuff for you. whether it's cnc or degradation or anything, just because it's content you're consuming online doesn't mean you're immune to needing aftercare once the sexy part is over.
i feel like aftercare is something we often think of as being a thing that happens between partners after sex, and obviously yes that's a big chunk of it, just because you're playing solo doesn't negate the wacky stuff the chemicals in your brain can do, nor that there aren't things you can do for yourself to help ease out of it!
i know i personally tend get subdrop quite frequently, maybe 60-70% of the time, not counting basic "jorkin it to a generically sexy thought/image simply for maintenance/insomnia purposes", and that shit sucks (and also importantly this does not apply to just subs!! doms have feelings and deserve aftercare and gentleness i just personally happen to only get subdrop so that's why i'm using it for reference).
anyway, yeah. obviously. feeling bad or guilty or unclean or broken after sex sucks. it's stupid and i wish nobody had to deal with it, but brains are weird and bodies are weird and it's okay and it's normal and it will pass, and also:
there are things you can do to mitigate it (you hopefully definitely don't need me to tell you that) and you can still do a lot of those things alone (you maybe potentially might have needed me to remind you of that?)
so anyway yeah! here are some things off the top of my head that help me personally reduce bad feelings after sex but also you are a whole different person so you may have different things that help but i am just making this post to encourage you to incorporate Something and your something might be different than my something and that's okay and beautiful etc etc.
ANYWAY list time:
shower/bath/etc (for to get clean physically but also for to relax)
drink some water! i know you are dehydrated!! drink!!!!!
eat something also!! is good. whether that is a chocolate bar or a huge bowl of stew with thick slices buttered bread is your choice
stretch! gently! joint pain is terrible and i know because i Get It a lot and doing some light stretches Will help
put on something. whether that's a comfort show or an audio or some music or like. funny wolf videos compilation #32 or whatever.
perfumes/scented balms are nice if you like sensory stuff.
breathing exercises good to help bring you down if it's been an intense session
also just like. go hug a plushie. i know you have one.
arhkbgh end of list i am too tired to think of anything else.
POINT IS there is lots you can do to take care of yourself BY yourself and you deserve to feel good and this will help maybe hopefully i think. i've been historically bad with doing self aftercare and i'm getting Better at it and i think it's a good thing to have in your toolbelt for a generally more comfortable sex life
anyway yeahhhh i'm signing off. i've got a shower to take and a bag of chips to eat and a podcast to listen to and Sleep to get. good night stay safe ily mwah
bad idea for a costume: two dolls, one on each shoulder, with a speaker inside each. They're angel and devil dolls, and you can press a hidden controller to have them give you contrasting advice.
Like you go "I don't know, should I buy the furry porn comic?" and you tap a controller in your sleeve and the devil goes "yes, go on, do it!" and the angel goes "no, don't! it's wrong!"
And yeah, you just set them up to give, like, magic-eight-ball style responses, and just trigger them to argue on it.
she’s smaller than you expected. well, you’re not sure what you expected. you haven’t seen a lot of dragons, especially close-up like this. she’s maybe the size of a bird dog, if that. she’s perched on the bar stool, one leg tucked under her haunches, leaning forward on the bar with a drink in one hand and a nylon leash wrapped twice around the other
attached to the other end of the leash, is something you’re pretty sure either is human or was at one time. it kneels quietly and obediently below the bar, eagerly fellating two of the talons on the dragon’s dangling hindleg. it’s blindfolded and bound in a way that looks like it probably moves on all fours, à la bitchsuit
the dragon doesn’t wait for you to answer her question. you know, humans kept dragons as pets, companions, and working animals for thousands of years. it’s really only fair that we return the favor sometimes. her pet moans a little bit. it’s perverse. you remind yourself of the kink tomato. this is a bdsm club. she has just as much right to be here as you. you’re wildly uncomfortable about this. you’re also wildly aroused
it is rather annoying, she continues, that you can’t just do this to humans without “reinforcing stereotypes about dragons.” she looks at you. her eyes are golden and slitted. her tongue curls hungrily over her lips. she’s looking at you with an expression you have never once seen on a human face and you suddenly remember dragons are mostly carnivorous. especially since most humans are so eager to serve… really, you should have been the pets this entire time~
you can’t stop yourself from looking down at her pet. the dragon follows your gaze and makes a throaty barking noise that sounds almost like a laugh. oh, she serves… she cooks, she cleans, and she uses her pretty little mouth on me whenever i order her to… the dragon flexes her leg, and her pet whimpers as the claws dig into her tongue, drawing a pair of rivulets of blood. she knows her place. and she likes it, don’t you, pet?
her pet looks up at you and nods eagerly, a bright smile on her face, then goes back to cleaning the dragon’s talons with her tongue. the dragon smiles down at her.
the dragon buys you a drink. you buy her a drink too. you go back to the hotel room with them and you leave the hotel room with a pretty leather collar in your pocket
#‘el pastel promedio tiene tres leches’ es en realidad un error estadístico. El pastel promedio tiene 0 leches. Leches Georg#quien vive en una cueva y absorbe 10.000 leches al día#es un valor atípico qeu no debería haberse contado (via @deathbycoldopen)