sunshine

20s. lesbian. single.

[subservientsunshine]

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she / her ⠀ ➼ ⠀ sunshine femme !

asks — i don’t bite no matter how much i growl, stop by and say hi!

[subservientsunshine]

new toy is so big my pussy’s just not wet enough to take it yet

[lulapplee]

bring back sexting bring back sexting its the most hottest thing ever YES i will take my time to TYPE OUT EVERYTHING yes i will do exactly what you tell me to over text yes i am that easy and yes im giggling over a stupid box of words from you

[the-efemmeral]

not to sound like a slut but can i sit on your lap while you pet my hair and kiss me all over my face and neck and shoulders

[dykedysphemism]

pulling her on my lap so i can put my fingers inside her and tease her pretty tits at the same time while condescendingly pointing out how wet she is.

[yasharose63]

Hand kissing is underrated

[dollwrite]

[subservientsunshine]

i never want to be little again!

[subservientsunshine]

just want to have someone safe enough to give a little call when i feel this way and just exist in silence or their own conversation. i don’t wanna have to speak. i don’t want to have to do anything. i just want to exist and not be alone. but instead i’ll stay cuddled up in a too big bed alone

[subservientsunshine]

How is your day going, sunshine?

it’s okayyy. i took a four hour nap but i’m still so so so sleepy. the sleepy is contributing to some crazy emotions! but it is okayy!

[geekedunicornsnkitties]

Craving a pretty Dom fem that calls me bunny and cuddles me all day

[crumbsonthebed]

age regression except you grew up alone and "prefer" to spend your regression in solitude but youre actually just too nervous about being a bother to potential caregivers so you honestly just hug your toys and stare at the wall

[faeriedelights]

carer who can never find any of their clothes when they come home, always having to go on a quest searching

sweetie have you seen my grey sweater-

only to find their sweet baby fast asleep cuddled up in a pile of their sweaters and soft blankets, grasping onto their favourite with their tiny hand and waiting for their carer to come home to them

[mytinytinytiny]

There is nothing like a little one’s headspace. Something unique to every tiny, but sharing the same consensus: they are vulnerable. This is a part that is so unprotected, sometimes, a part that just needs safety, comfort, and holding. Something that is doing its best to keep the big mind safe, trying so hard to ease from emotion too heavy to handle. It’s something tender. It is something so, so soft.

To tell me that you are small, is to tell me you are feeling vulnerable. That you are overwhelmed, that you are struggling. That you are so happy you are tiny, that you are seeking comfort in some way. That you are seeking healing, that you are trying your best. That you need to be held, loved, treated gently, in ways you may not have ever gotten. To tell me that you are small is to trust me.

You trust me, and what a big emotion that is, for a baby to have. Thank you.

[mytinytinytiny]

Peak babyre yearning hours.

Staying in baby’s area to be near while they rest. Looking over at any gentle noise, saying quietly, “my baby?” or, “oh, hush, hush.” Sitting in bed and cradling baby, watching the way my tiny just hums, head buried against my chest. Pressing my finger into baby’s palm so they can hold onto it. Knowing my baby is so so so so tiny and fragile, and doing all in my power to keep them so safe.

And then, babyre… baby puppy. The softest pawing at me, the little yawns and quietest, gentle whines and silent yaps. The wanting to play, just to lie down and rest. The little waddling around on all fours, need to be held and picked up. My puppy. My tiniest baby puppy.

[mytinytinytiny]

Imagining. . .

Shy kiddo looking at me, fingers tangled together. On the verge of slipping and not, just needing the smallest push. Looking at them back and knowing that they need it, and opening my arms to them.

"Up?" I ask, and watch their eyes light up.

"Up," they say, in the softest voice, coming in to reach for me, and all of a sudden, my baby is swaddled in my arms once again. It's the most comfortable thing I could ask for.

I am yearning to be asked for uppies again so so so so so so bad.

[thtdawg]