kinda hard to imagine rue surviving the finale ngl
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kinda hard to imagine rue surviving the finale ngl
I let you past the courtyard gate
opened the lock my first mistake
showed you every crooked picture
should’ve known you’d be my killer
Almost Real
You’re what I see in front of my eyes,
but you’re not real—
out of reach,
not always there.
You make me feel,
but I can’t touch you.
You make me choke
without using your hands.
A tease
running through my head.
Meaningful words on paper
write stories in my brain.
Art that bleeds
and leaves a stain.
You’re on repeat
like a heartbeat.
Won’t you sing that song again?
Realized recently blue eyes freak me out a large amount
Suddenly appearing to recommend this all to you (like a ghost) along with another bonus recommendation for a song I just remembered
@thesknight @amortusthetortoise @eventide-paradox @randomchance3 @janas0311
Update
I started this blog shortly before painfully ambiguous censorship legislation forced Tumblr and every other website to police even content explicitly restricted to and designated for grown adults. I've only remained here due to sheer stubbornness and contrarianism. I also would like to think this mistake of imprecise language of the law will eventually be corrected in time, particularly because of its inherently harmful impact on sex workers' safety, but that's another tale. It's actually not my intention to flout Tumblr's terms of service, but neither am I compelled to expend undue effort in keeping track of its eternally fluttering and ambiguous boundary lines. I've kept this space mostly for what is intended to be friendly re-blogging, curating a loosely defined theme: romantic and erotic stuffs that the people in whom I am interested are interested in. Recently, technical issues have inhibited the ease with which I can re-blog on the go, and erstwhile, the opaque nature of the censorship on the website has further deepened. Alas, things have come to the point that I have resorted to considering writing to fill in the gaps. If my writing style comes across as a little ridiculous or ham-fisted, that's mostly on purpose. I'm rusty and flexing underutilized muscles; given enough time I'm sure it will all congeal nicely. So, yes, I am a real person in case you were wondering. After years of relative silence, I've decided to step into the light a little and be a bit more revealing than a simple 'here I am.' I'm generally receptive to those who are simply curious, seeking fellowship over shared interests and ideals. I can't always promise a reply, but I don't fault people for reaching out. I have been single by choice for several years. I am not very interested in younger partners. I do not do casual sex outside of a once in a lifetime cosmic alignment scenario. My intimate relationships run long, and I am so far only monogamous. Never say never, I guess, but you can't fight the ocean's tide. While I am technically a switch, I find male dom content to be a little played out and I limit that content to the odd retrograde fluke. Fulfilling a sub's fantasy in person is entirely different. Fem dom content is what truly dominates my interest, however. Subverting the prevailing paradigm is fashionably evergreen. As switching goes, it's rare that I would switch back and forth towards a person. I either go one way or the other per individual, and this strongly correlates to age difference. What I find to re-blog and follow doesn't always perfectly capture what I would love to curate here on my blog in a perfect world, but I try to emphasize romance and content where a domme's passion and enjoyment in a D/s relationship is made evident and apparent. Sometimes though, close enough or just really fucken hot has to do in a pinch. The last thing I want out of a D/s relationship for myself is to be done favors. There is no point if it does not fulfill my partner's desire, regardless of the activity at hand. Even if there are specific experiences I am looking for, it hinges on basic reciprocity. This should hopefully be reflected in the content I endorse, promote, and especially produce. Lastly in this, [the current year], I should not even need to mention SSC more than once. If I get the jeebies that safe sane and consensual or an adjacent acronym variant of it is not kept in respect regard and consideration I will not associate.
i don't understand why i want so badly to be invisible. like shouldn't i *want* to be seen?