Why is November the Kink Confession Booth?
honestly, I enjoy it. just a service I can provide to the community
Cosmic Funnies
Keni
almost home
Acquired Stardust
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Three Goblin Art

Discoholic šŖ©

pixel skylines
Aqua Utopiaļ½ęµ·ć®åŗć§čØę¶ćē“”ć

#extradirty
Mike Driver
art blog(derogatory)

No title available
AnasAbdin
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

if i look back, i am lost

@theartofmadeline
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

izzy's playlists!
Jules of Nature

seen from Indonesia

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Philippines
seen from Poland

seen from Netherlands
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Indonesia

seen from Venezuela
seen from United States

seen from T1
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Morocco

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Yemen
@postoctobrist
Why is November the Kink Confession Booth?
honestly, I enjoy it. just a service I can provide to the community
I had a wonderful experience yesterday. See, I was working on an art project, making lots of different pretty colours appear on my wife's ass by way of a cane. As I felt like it was looking good enough I decided to be mean and said to her "ten more". She reacted with clear fear through the gag but begrudgingly nodded when I asked if she'd be able to take it.
After five strokes, she seemed distinctly distressed. She hadn't used any safe signals, but I decided to be nice. I told her that would do, and put the cane down near her.
She picked up the cane and handed it back to me.
Needless to say, once we were finished she got a lot of praise for what a good girl she was and how well she'd done.
this is so romantic
I've seen a boob today.
to see if I still feel
cat litter safety third boy part three i'm doing a sleep study this weekend for The Disabilities and i just had to sign a consent waiver because the company that makes the equipment has discontinued it due to Risk Of Inhalation Of Microscopic Foam Particles. cursed to be dogged by harmful inhalants !!
cat litter safety third boy we have to get you a respirator
cat litter safety third boy again. tragically by the time i got my (resonable and justified i would say) mental health crisis sorted the statute of limitations had passed for whistleblowing to osha and that was kind of the end of what i could figure out how to do
Iām sorry cat litter safety third boy. Thatās so often how they get away with things
hi it's the cat litter safety third boy i have started a new job today in manufacturing please wish me luck in trying not to get safety third-ed again
please do not get safety thirded again and please tell me you got a lawyer and took them to the cleaners
Not only did no Green MPs bother to attend the EHRC guidance debate but Ellie Chowns left when it started, we're cooked aren't we?
only in as much as the current crop of green MPs are hopeless. problem soon fixed by dilution
idk how to put this without coming off weirdly, but thank you for going back to uni and also talking about it on your podcasts, its been part of my inspiration for actually trying to go to uni roughly 6 years after i finished college. i hope you have a nice day
thank you, I hope uni works out
I just spent a night down Wikipedia rabbit holes and watching Deep Space 9 instead of preparing for my next D&d session or cleaning my house. Can I get a bad girl?
see this is why Iām not a domme, because suddenly I get scared
to be fair, I *was* whimpering pathetically the entire time the artist was working on me
[more intently] good girl
I've just sat for a five hour tattoo session, all blackwork, on my ribs and stomach. I'm in so much pain. Can I get a good girl pls??
omg youāre such a good girl. youāre so brave!
literally every other trans woman feels like an unapproachable goddess and I feel like nothing
universal trans woman feeling
I'm not super hairy by really any standards, but the idea of having ANY hair below the ears makes my brain just go "ywnbaw" and I don't know how to stop that
yeah I mean this is just gender dysphoria and sometimes the only thing you can do is remove all the hair, but I will say that exposure to cis women of different levels of hairiness can make it a less bitter feeling
I had to do my T shot today so I put on some KJB to take my mind off the needle and relax but then I had to pause it because I kept laughing and wiggling the needle. This is a regular occurrence and I refuse to learn from my mistakes
Iām sorry Iām sorry Iāll try to be less funny
The instruction bus came and walked me through everything and now i understand
Yesterday I almost cried because my baby cousin ran up to my grandmother and was like. āHa! Buhbuh ba ha.ā And she said okay you want to show me something? And he led her over to the garden patch and crouched down and pointed at rocks and plants and was like. āAh. Habah ba ahā as she listened attentively.
And I was like that happened 1,000 years ago. Probably 10,000 years ago. Maybe 100,000. The youngest human in a group went to the oldest one and said to the best of their ability ācome see.ā And the adult went.
this is such a beautiful post it doesn't need my dumb addition, but i can't fit this in the tags. at the archaeological site Dolni Vestonice in the Czech Republic there are a bunch of really really fascinating finds and I'm only going to tell you about one tiny detail of one of the most interesting sites in the world.
at this settlement 20-30,000 years ago there lived a person who appears to have been a sort of sorcerer-grandmother-ceramics artist and her workshop was preserved very well in the sedimentary layers. her hut where she had her kilns was full of little sculptures of animals and people that seem to have been made to explode in the kiln on purpose, we're not sure why but nevermind. the relevant detail is that when you sculpt something with your hands and then fire it, your fingerprints can be preserved in the surface of the clay forever, so we have fingerprints of ancient ceramics artists that have survived for tens of thousands of years. and one of the major artifacts from Dolni Vestonice has a fingerprint on it that is so small it could only have belonged to a child
so this shaman-grandmother-sculptor, who was buried with her pet fox by the way, had children running through her workshop and touching everything she made while she was at her mysterious work of creating the world's oldest ceramics, none of which appear to be bowls, bottles, pots, or any "useful" items at all, but rather a collection of animal and human and sometimes anthropomorphic figures, some of which appear to be self portraits. exactly the same as sandersstudios' grandmother being led to the garden by an excited baby. we've all been the same for 30,000 years.
I've been on estrogen for a year (and my levels have been more than good the whole time). I wish I could say it's a happy anniversary, but I'm even more disgusted at my body and feeling hopeless and ugly and lonely, and guilty about those feelings, because how shallow and ungrateful can I get?
I know itās tough but a year is no time at all. Iāve been on this shit for nearly a decade and Iām still noticing changes