This was my first time working with a smoke machine. It was so fun.
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Beautiful.. sexy ad confident no matter the subject @angeliqueshadows!
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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This was my first time working with a smoke machine. It was so fun.
The alien has landed
Beautiful.. sexy ad confident no matter the subject @angeliqueshadows!
Time to do a little studying…
Prerequisite reading for my Mischief and Mayhem classes… *cheshire cat smile*
never understand ppl afraid to go to doctors with sex toy related issues. being upfront and saying "it's stuck :(" is significantly less weird and embarrassing than trying and failing to set it free and making it worse, and/or making up some obviously bullshit story when you finally have to submit to medical care. like, them having to yank a toy from your ass is way better than having to yank a toy and like 3 additional spoons bc you kept trying to diy your salvation
if you just come clean and say "well. i stuck a barbie up there. and that didn't go well" the doctors gonna be like "well let's get you sorted ig" bc it's not even the strangest thing they've seen that night,
but if you start rambling about how your were doing hot yoga naked and you were holding your wallet (which has an extra condom in it) to keep it safe because you aaaalways forget it and your hands were sweaty (because of the hot yoga) and you dropped it and the condom fell out and i guess the wrapping got ripped at some point and you didn't notice and it managed to fall ontop of this gag gift barbie you got from a friend haha that's so funny of them i know and anyway and it fell perfectly on the toy and then you slipped (because you were sweaty (because of the hot yoga)) and managed to fall perfectly on the (coincidentally condomed) barbie so it went 8 inches up your butt., well you're gonna end up on a reddit ama
can a guy not have a creative bone in his body these days?
The Value of a Scene
I hate the word “scene.” I hate how artificial it feels, like we are putting on costumes and acting out some sort of performance. I want our dynamic to permeate every interaction we have. When we are sitting together and working, I feel his quiet dominance over me. I know that, at any moment, he may ask me to make his coffee or bring him a book. And without hesitation, I will get up and do it. I know that he could push me up against the wall at any moment and take what is his. He doesn’t need a scene to dominate me; it is woven in the fabric of who we are.
But a scene is different. It is the difference between the sacred and the profane. It takes us out of ordinary life and allows us to connect on a deeper level. Rituals and ceremonial objects mark the transition. Cuffs. Collar. Inspection. Kneeling with my hands clasped at the small of my back. A slap to the face. His hand patting his lap, motioning for me to bend over his knee. He can do these things at any time—and sometimes he does—but there is something unique when it all comes together. The power of ritual is that is strips away the noise of everyday life and helps me find my truest self. The submissive. Deeply exposed. Laid bare, physically and emotionally. Seen and loved.
When we haven’t had a scene for too long, I get restless. I start to feel less submissive. The world gets overwhelming, and my mind feels chaotic and loud. I can barely see him or myself in those moments. Like when storms stir up silt in the river, and it turns cloudy. Except the river clears up over time. It settles. I don’t. I just stay at some low level of cloudiness. Until we have a scene. Something distinct and separate from everyday life. Something sacred. A long spanking. Being used while restrained. I love the simple times where he just pins me to the bed by my throat and fucks me. But sometimes I need to feel that I’ve entered that sacred place where I am only his, and nothing can touch us. I need to be reminded that this is who I am and what I need.
A scene is not elaborate performance art. It’s not putting on costumes or role playing. It is a door to a sacred place—a place where we can fully immerse ourselves in who we are. It is where we deliberately set aside the masks we wear for others and celebrate who we truly are. When we go too long without, I forget how deep our connection can be. When I am so completely his that I am no longer a separate person, only an extension of his will.
I need those everyday moments of submission. But every now and then, I need a scene, too. A purifying, awe-inspiring, electric scene. My sacred space to be who I was always meant to be.
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Haha someone buy me this too 😂🤣 worth the read
Best review ever!
I just died laughing, reading this review!! Omg I wanna try it! 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Guess I need to buy this and try it on the ladies
@starcandygirlhotwife read the review babe 😂
World's best product review!
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Please help it's Christmas next week, and I have no heating or hot water!!
**URGENT: PLEASE READ/SIGNAL BOOST**
Sunday, December 18th: Hello everyone, I’m Gemma, a bi, mentally ill, and disabled woman, who is in desperate need of help, as I'm struggling to get by and keep my utilities on throughout the festive season, and at the moment it's -5°c and my gas is out!!
As most of you are already aware from my previous posts, my sweet 14-year-old dog Luna, passed away on November 23rd, and I've been struggling to pay her vet bill and the fees for the cremation services to get her ashes. Thankfully with the generous help of others, I managed to cover the expenses and bring her home. However, a few days ago I received a PayPal charge-back from one of those individuals, and it's left me with significant pressure to make ends meet, and a debt that I can't afford to pay.
And for those who don't know, I have been struggling financially these past few years due to Covid-19 and my welfare benefit (Universal Credit) being under continuous review, which is due to my worsening mental/physical health and the UK’s controversial changes to how benefits are assessed and assigned. And due to recently being diagnosed with PCOS, MDD & CFS, I am applying for ADP (Adult Disability Scotland) which could take a while to process.
At the present moment, I'm struggling to buy groceries, and keep my utilities on as I don't receive my welfare until December 30th, in which the £317 I get will go towards paying my rent. And with it being christmas next Sunday, I desperately need help with my utilities (£90 each for my gas and electricity) + £150 for groceries and some winter clothing!! I have a wishlist if anyone wants to help!!
If anyone could spare any amount to help me, even if it’s just £1/$1/€1, it would literally save me from freezing to death, and sharing definitely helps just as much as donations. Thank you!! ❤
£0/£350!!
Go to paypal.me/GemzyM and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
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❄️Y𝕦𝕝𝕖 & L𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕒🔥 Yule (for those living in the northern hemisphere) and Litha (for those in the southern hemisphere) are a week away. I can’t believe that 2023 is almost here, this year seems to have passed so quickly. If I had to sum up 2022 in three words I’d pick ups, downs and transformation.
What three words would sum up your 2022?
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"Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul."💞
Charlie Chaplin
When four of Santa's elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.
Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her mom was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where. More stress.
Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys.
So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had hidden the liquor and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor.
He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa trudged to the door. He opened the door, and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said, very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't it a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?"
And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.
Shame on you @triskeleaficionado and @texasred43 . @tall-little-kitten laughed pretty hard when I read this to her. 🤣🤣🤣
As long as I can make someone laugh, or at least pee their pants a little, I consider my day complete.
a message to subs, from a domme
since joining the community, i’ve had a lot of subs messaging me asking me to indulge their fantasies. some dom(me)s are bothered by this. some dom(me)s love it. i admit, sometimes i even indulge a bit when i’m feeling too horny or needy to help myself. i’ve found playing with subs to be fun, a lot of the community to be great, and i’ve found myself feeling not so alone.
but there’s something really important that i’ve realized a lot of subs don’t know, or don’t think is true.
you’re allowed to have limits.
even if you’re inexperienced. even if you want to submit fully to a domme. even if you are willing to try anything once.
it hurts me when a sub will message me and i’ll ask them about their kinks, and they’ll say something like “you can do absolutely anything to me.” and i’ll pry more and say no, what do you like? and they’ll insist that they like whatever you like.
subs, hear me out: you’re allowed to have favorite kinks. you’re allowed to have kinks you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole. you’re allowed to experiment. you’re allowed to admit you’re unsure of something your domme is requesting of you. why? because a true d/s relationship consists of:
mutual respect. love. affection. communication. tenderness. aftercare. vulnerability. trust.
i had a sub tell me that some dommes get angry when a sub has limits. i’m here to tell you: these dommes are not real dom(me)s.
a real dom(me) isn’t in it for themselves, they’re in it give you exactly what you love most. they’re there to make you feel everything you’ve ever dreamed of. they’re there to comfort you, support you, and allow you to be completely yourself.
they are NOT supposed to disrespect you for not liking something. they are NOT supposed to ignore safe words. they are NOT supposed to judge you for being unwilling to try something. they are not supposed to treat you like you don’t have a brain or a heart. it’s one thing to call your sub a dumb fucktoy in the bedroom, and it’s another for a dom(me) to genuinely treat a sub like they mean nothing.
subs are not nothing. they are rare. beautiful. vulnerable. and above all, brave.
so to all my lovely subs out there,
do not let a dom(me) treat you like your limits and sexual preferences do not matter. remember that a d/s relationship is about mutual respect. being equals. know what kinks you like, or what you want to try, or what you aren’t interested in. it’s okay. and i love you. 🥺
love,
a domme.
Truth💕💕💕
Worth reapeting 💕
Truth...