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‼️THIS BITCH BITES‼️ he/him, 19 call me eden

[lapdog3000]

messy (and probably temporary) intro

hi freaks, i'm eden!! i'm a 19 y/o autistic ftm (pre-everything) switch, happily taken (he follows this blog)

romantically only attracted to masculine/male identifying people (mlm) but i'm bisexual, ppl who aren't attracted to men/tboys dni 💔 valid though!!

if you think you know me irl, no you don't! move along!! unfortunately this is a sideblog and the blog I follow/like from is the one with the emo dog pfp (callme_______) so just so yall know that's me stalking all your posts. DNI: under 18, bigots obviously, if you're not attracted to boys (it's me i'm boys), sfw agere blogs (i love you guys pls look away), terfs, if you think i'm looking for a romantic relationship (I ain't), if you "stay out of politics", MAGA duh, AI supporters, zoos/MAPS (stay far far away from me) PLEASE interact (AKA my YESes): other trans people, other autistic people, other dogboys, T4T, other punks, forcemasc, and a whole lot of other stuff that i DON'T FEEL LIKE TYPING OUT RIGHT NOW!! you can interact with my stuff but I probably wont interact back (AKA my NOs): ageplay, fauxcest, detrans, cishet, a small handful of other things that i'm kind of too lazy to list rn I WILL LATER anyway!! :3 thank you for reading

send me asks i wanna read em and i wanna yap

[orpheuslament]

(no beers in) does anyone wanna keep me as their house pet forever

[ntrlily]

big fan of when cute boys are harmed physically and/or psychologically

[lapdog3000]

last night he called me a faggot while HE was fucking ME i said oh i’m sure

[tankhall]

almost died today

[junk-thunder]

[deeply concerned] whose pussy is this?

[lapdog3000]

one time i went to a backyard punk show with my boyfriend, high out of my mind, and i remember (mostly because he told me and i took pictures) sitting around the fire-pit with my cheek rested (pressed) against his boot. allegedly i also nuzzled my face into his boots.

long story short this is your sign to get high and go out with your partner. you might even end up with your face against their boots and their hand in your hair.

[dianadarryll]

[lapdog3000]

“I know you’re a boy, you wanna know why? because you cum like one. you make such a mess.”

say that again and i’ll suck you off until my jaw dislocates. i swear to god.

[nineinch-ninch]

nine inch nails: i have a boner!!!! i hate myself!!!! fuck the government!!!! [7 minutes of industrial sound effects mixed with trent reznor moaning like a girl]

edit: terfs kys

[lapdog3000]

a tboy’s hands look soooo much prettier covered in cum, dont u think???

[lapdog3000]

tboy in binder and thong. you agree, reblog

[lapdog3000]

trying not to thirst-post about my bf’s boots is like being a moth and trying not to fly into a lamp.

i hashtag need that. sorry i’m high rn i shouldn’t be posting i should be sleeping

[lapdog3000]

sorry i’m back i have more to say, like look at all the straps and rings on yhem i’m so horny. what

[try2talkrefined]

the idea of being an artist’s muse…

being dressed and having every inch of your skin moisturized and caressed in preparation to sit for a portrait,

delicately posed and positioned until you perfectly match the artist’s vision,

trapped under their burning gaze for hours upon hours, listening to them occasionally murmur praises in your direction.

each word drips down your spine, sweet and saccharine like honey, layering equally thick upon your flushed skin.

the praise feels like both the cruelest torture and a soothing balm, both feelings accumulating between your legs in a lovely, thudding ache.

your sense of desperation increases, and you feel the urge to squirm, to writhe, to twitch under their administrations, feeling yourself grow restless as the warmth in your groin transitions into a throbbing, painful ache.

it’s agony, and you relish in it.

but you resist the urge to fidget. the artist positioned and arranged you so carefully, even the slightest movement could mess up their vision. the last thing you’d want in the world is to disappoint them.

so, all you can do is lie there, the silence and dull ceilings leaving nothing for you to focus on except the eyes upon you and the painfully erect cock between your legs, pulsing and throbbing with each second that passes.

you try and fail to keep your breathing steady as you feel it dripping onto the sofa beneath you.

[pup-jpg]

Everywhere is an erogenous zone if it hurts enough

[lapdog3000]

i actually cannot stop thinking about tboy wrestling

i’m a weak guy and i wanna sign up just to be like oh noooo i guess i didn’t train well enough for this everyone is beating meeee i keep getting pinned to the ground by sweaty tguys what am i gonna DOOOOO

and i have a huge shit eating grin on my face the entire time. obviously!

[faeriefag]

"why suck a strap?" have we all forgotten the beauty of theatre? have we truly fallen so far as to think the mind mustn't be pleasured too?