I think people would be less suicidal if they were allowed to talk about being suicidal without risk of being sent to the Torture Dungeon
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I think people would be less suicidal if they were allowed to talk about being suicidal without risk of being sent to the Torture Dungeon
okay i'm in the middle of getting cleaned up after a long play session but i just remembered a post i've been wanting to make (ty post nut clarity lmao) so here's a rushed and kinda sleepy version of it:
please for all my everyone's out there, please remember to give yourself aftercare if you're someone engaging with kink online. especially if the content you're engaging in usually touches/exacerbates any real-world emotional stuff for you. whether it's cnc or degradation or anything, just because it's content you're consuming online doesn't mean you're immune to needing aftercare once the sexy part is over.
i feel like aftercare is something we often think of as being a thing that happens between partners after sex, and obviously yes that's a big chunk of it, just because you're playing solo doesn't negate the wacky stuff the chemicals in your brain can do, nor that there aren't things you can do for yourself to help ease out of it!
If you have ever known anyone with a kink for being hit, or beat up, or raped and you're okay with them, you also gotta be okay with the people who's kink it is to do the hitting, the beating, or the raping. At the end of the day, we're adults playing pretend, and that's it.
I have been waiting all year to post this.
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protip if ur messing around with someone and you suddenly want to stop, you need to verbally tell them. mildly changing your whimpering and whining to subtle crying and sad whimpering is not good enough. it will take them too long to notice. speak up. because you're uncomfortable, having a not good time, but also because you've now put the other person in the position of doing harm to you without their knowledge.
it makes you feel like they're hurting you when they should stop (despite you not speaking up) and it makes them feel like a sexual assaulter. thanks for coming to my ted talk.
It is your responsibility to communicate clearly, for your own safety and the safety of others.
And if you cannot or refuse to communicate clearly, you are not safe to be having sex with other people and should only have sex with yourself.
I love brown nipples, I love happy trails, I love hairy forearms, I love hairy armpits, I love hairy bush, I love big areolas, I love stretch marks, I love big noses, I love thick eyebrows, I could go on and on. Free yourself from overly curated (and often times white cis heteronormative) erotica
As a young adult, I used to think what messed me up as a kid was having completely unfiltered access to things I wasn’t ready for, like NSFW content, gore, heavy discourse, and the existence of predatory adults online. But now that I’m older, I see it differently.
The problem wasn’t what I had access to. It was that I didn’t have access to a safe adult I could actually talk to; someone I could trust to help me without immediately cutting me off from everything and everyone. I remember getting messages from strangers on Skype. I didn’t even respond. But when my parents found out, they banned me from using it entirely. That meant losing most of my contact with friends outside of school. So what did I do? I went behind their backs. And once I was hiding, I couldn’t tell them when something actually dangerous was happening, like when I started being groomed. By the time things escalated, I was already alone with it.
I think about an episode of Scared Straight where a girl was dragged through a prison because she’d been talking to adult men online. She wasn’t doing that because she was reckless or malicious; she was lonely. Her parents weren’t present, she was being bullied at school, and these men gave her attention, told her she was pretty, told her she mattered. She was already being harmed. And the adults in her life responded by terrorizing her. Humiliating her. Calling her a slut. Telling her she deserved it. Breaking her to pieces.
What lesson does that actually teach? Not “this is dangerous, come to us.” It teaches: If you get hurt, we will hurt you more. Do you really think that makes her stop, or does it just make the predators look safer by comparison? They might as well have driven her straight into the jaws of those predators with torches and pitchforks. Because when every path back to safety is lined with punishment, kids don’t run away from danger. They run deeper into it.
If you want kids to be safe, stop treating them like problems to control and start treating them like people worth protecting. Stop ripping away their autonomy the second they make a mistake or encounter something risky. Stop teaching them that honesty will cost them everything.
Be the person they can come to without fear of losing their entire world. Because safety isn’t built through control, it’s built through trust. And if you aren’t safe for them to tell the truth to, then you aren’t keeping them safe at all.
The whimper you let out when I wrap my hand around your neck gives you away
As does the fact you offer no resistance, your eyes widen but your body remains pliant
I push your legs farther apart and you blush, but obey
Your desperation is obvious, as you eagerly wait for me to hurt you.
haha dude that was an excellent knight kink post. you know you don't have to be useful to be worthy of love, right?
Idk I think it’s very hot when someone tells you exactly what they were thinking about while they were touching themselves. Like yes please tell me how you were thinking about fucking me senseless while you touched yourself. That is so so hot good god
i love being a yearner and a freak. like yes my heart aches and wants, but so does my cunt
men love wearing dog collars and being called stupid it's like an aphrodisiac to us. i mean them.
fuck, I just realized that if I spend my life being too intimidated to make art then that means I don't even get to make bad art. I end up making NO art. that's way worse
i need to be called a dumb fucking dog while my mouth is stuffed with cock. grab my hair and fuck my mouth while i grind my leaky cunt on ur foot plssssss i'll be so good plsplspls :((