Welcome to the Intro post of the Popstar Cluster's Page! Quick summary; We are a 24y/o, Queer, Plural (Diagnosed DID), Artist! Our posts should be assumed NSFW so please, Minors DO NOT INTERACT. Please keep any negative feedback to yourself. With that all out of the way, Welcome! we hope you enjoy your time here!
‧₊˚✧[Body General]✧˚₊‧
✧.*Age : 24
✧.*Gender : GenderFluid / Nonbinary
✧.*Pronouns : Any/All acceptable
✧.*Sexual orientation : Demi Pan Poly
✧.*Romantic Orientation :Demi Pan Poly
✧.*Race : Mixed Black+White
‧₊˚✧[Boundaries]✧˚₊‧
✧.*DM : Ask
✧.*Nicknames : Mutuals only
✧.*Ask to front : No
✧.*Flirt : Mutuals and 21+ only
✧.*Intimate questions : 18+ only MDNI
‧₊˚✧[Cluster Favorites]✧˚₊‧
✧.*Season : Summer and Winter
✧.*Music Genre : Pop!
✧.*Food : Italian or Safe foods
‧₊˚✧[Least Favorites]✧˚₊‧
✧.* Season: Autumn
✧.* Music Genre: Most "New" Country
✧.* Food: Shell fish or Random Unsafe foods
‧₊˚✧[Positive Triggers]✧˚₊‧
✧.* Horror subjects
✧.* Psychology
✧.* Music
‧₊˚✧[Negative Triggers]✧˚₊‧
✧.* Triggering Topics
✧.* Bullying
✧.* Yelling Agressively or otherwise
‧₊˚✧[Personal General]✧˚₊‧
✧.* Hobbies: Drawing, Crafts, Going outside, Listening to music, Watching horror movies, Makeup, Cooking, Research special interests
✧.* Comforts: Stuffies, Bluey, Old Horror Movies, Video games, Old Youtubers, Current Favorite youtubers, Good food
✧.* System Notes: Fictives + Brain-Made Heavy! Large System of 50, Both Fragmented and Fully developed parts included.
✧.* World View:"Greet the World with Open Arms!"
✧.* Spirituality: Very spiritual, not in an organized religion
✧.* Mental Health: Bpd, ADHD, PTSD, PolyfragDID, suspected on the spectrum
✧.* Post Content: 18+ Minors Do Not Interact! Triggering topics, K1nk, 420 friendly, Spiritual, Art, System/Plural Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
Definitely not going to be constantly thinking about how we called on the phone, and I got to look at their pfp and listen to their voice over the phone. No no nononooo.
Anyways, sometimes when I get a phone call from someone I, like, i'll imagine myself in a y2k themed room in that sheer robe with the big fluffy sleeve cuffs with nothing else on, Kicking my feet, twirling my hair, Reading a stupid celebrity drama magazine, and talking into a flip phone with their name glowing at the top of the screen.
i genuinely can't fucking deal with the larger internet anymore holy shit what the fuck are you people TALKING about. i am at my limit with this stupid bullshit. who the fuck cares if a man is hired to draw medical diagrams for young girls jesus christ we're pearl clutching about medical illustrations now? next you're gonna tell me male pediatricians shouldn't advise parents on their kids' vulva issues? male surgeons shouldn't be in the room when performing a procedure where a woman's breasts or vulva might be exposed? male researchers shouldn't conduct gynecological medical research? sure. better for men to live in ignorance and NEVER ally themselves with us to expand access to sexual education and reproductive healthcare i fucking guess. Twenty thousand likes. i hate it here KILL ME
THIS is the post that got me my first ever anon hate. i'd like to thank the academy tbh
also not related but can ppl on this post being like "yeah STOP being mean to men!!" pls stop cuz that's not the point of what i was saying 💀 i'm not mad bc someone was mean to a man i'm mad bc feminism is being hijacked by bioessentialist conservative Christian moralist bullshit where the goal seems to be the complete and total segregation of women from men instead of like, the material improvement of women's lives. i don't care if some intsta commenter is mean to men i care that feminism is culturally turning into Nu Conservatism
This book was my literal guide to how properly execute and hide my ED. I would really not reccoment this book to any impressionable child, I remember it going into detail on HOW to do things unhealthy and not so much into the consequences of doing them! as well as illustrated images that were very informative and insightful, however just tmi? on certian things. [for refrence ive been in recovery for about 7-8 yrs i am good!! just wanted to warn any parents out there who see the book like mine did and go "huh! thats a great idea!" Its not.]
Pov: you come back to your sexual partners in hopes of getting mind-numbingly high and bratting for the one you *know* will tease you silly.
But,
thats not what happens is it?
no. not at all.
instead you are welcomed to the chat with the much more intriguing and pleasant surprise of one of them, specifically the one you were going to brat oh-so-submissively to, is...whining?
You give it a moment, your pupils grow larger
yes. yes for sure. that was a whine.
there it is again! a whimper this time.
its music to your ears, you cant help but feel the edges of your mouth curl up into a sadistic, aroused smile. you cover your mouth to muffle the soft moan about to leave your lips.
this however is heard anyways.
"Hello there~, are you enjoying the show~?"
They call to you. the one responsible for the fall of your other partners dignity. Its a soft, velvety, sexy voice. and its beaconing *you*. and so you cant help but let a Compersion-filled giggle slide past.
"oh~?"
They reply with a twinge of a commanding tone. The sound finds its way through your ears, down your throat and somehow lands with an explosion of warmth in your sacred areas.
you shudder. you shudder hard. nearly throwing your headphones of your head, but you manage to catch them against your head, like the little love-sick dork that you are.
theyre still whining, whimpering, and huffing out their breaths. while the other begins to speak to them. talking them through the motions, the pace, the occasional pause of their movements to recover.
You're there for all of it. smiling and giggling at the all the sounds you are so graciously being allowed to hear.
until it happens. and ohhh the sound. the tone. the volume. the
patheticness of it all.
"c-close..close...close-!"
it sounds so strained and helpless. that one simple word, was a beg, a beg to be released from the chains of their voice. their command.
"oh~? You want to cum~?"
you cant help but squeal and throw your fists up and down. *They were making an -albeit- very poor, attempt at a beg to be allowed to cum*. it was all beautiful, so so beautiful.
eventually, Theyre permittied release. you hear their shuddered and heavy breaths. its so pitiful, you feel as though youre going to burst.
you must have some sort of outlet! yes. some sort of way to share these feelings inadvertently. to share this event anonymously! to avoid being bullied about it later.
which you wouldnt particularly mind. maybe you'd even like it. huh? you do? you do like it? yeah..yeah! you *love* the idea of being teased for your thoughts on the past events.
you open an app, an app they both are frequently on.