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@theantiirishone
Hello
It’s been a while
So as most of you guys know I have had A LOT going on. Well here I am a year later...and we still aren’t done. We still have court and it has been going back and forth. We are still fighting her lies and all her bullshit. I am hoping with all that we have gathered May 2nd will be the end of it but considering it is still only a pretrial, I highly doubt it. Thank you to those who have been there for me and who have been keeping my little family in your thoughts. With that being said I know I posted forever ago that I would use Discord to start roleplaying again. I still have no idea how to use Discord. It confuses the crap out of me. So I have decided that if anyone would like to roleplay or continue to roleplay, I will give you my LINE name and we can use that. It will be much easier for me and I will actually be able to respond in a timely manner. Our therapist and everyone we have been working with, has been encouraging me to get back into roleplaying. They all decided that it counted as self-care because it helps me remove myself from the ongoing situation and seems to help calm me down. I will continue to play my Anti, Soko, Yui, but also I am going to add one of my old characters back since I missed playing him. It is Tom Kaulitz from Tokio Hotel. Please feel free to message me and let me know if you would like to continue to roleplay and to get my LINE username.
Again, thank you to everyone who has stuck by me in all of this. From the bottom of my heart, I really do appreciate it. Eventually, I will be able to return back to tumblr, just, unfortunately, I can’t right now. Thank you, everyone.
Hiya anti what have you been up to -Leo
Anti shrugged and looked over his shoulder, controller in his hand. "̴N͢othi̶n'͏. C̶a͡n͜ ̀I ͠h̶e̸l̸p̢ ͏yew er ̷some͢th͞i͠n'̵?̨"
Good morning my lord anti
Anti raised an eyebrow looking at the other. "Goơd mornin'̛.̸ What̛ ̢d͘o҉ ye͏r ͝w͢an̕t?͝" He eyed them suspiciously, keeping his knife tight in his hand.
So apparently tumblr thinks my elbow violates their new terms of service?????
-Le sigh-
I know I haven’t posted in FOREVER. Life has still been rough. We are still in this long battle that has been going on for almost a year. We have been complying with everything we have been told to do, the other party not so much. And it hasn’t been ridiculously frustrating. Our lawyer has constantly reassured us that it looks good for us. But we are tired. We are exhausted. Our babies are exhausted. They are just as stressed as we are. From meeting with behavioral specialists to meeting with therapists. Supervisor after supervisor. My little family is exhausted. Not on,y dealing with that but also now landlord issues. I’m still in school full time as well as a stay at home mom. It’s been a lot and I am desperately trying to get on and roleplay. I have found roleplaying through Diso odd has been easier. I have no idea how to add anyone but if anyone is interested I can give you my name and the weird number with it. I’m sorry guys. I am trying my hardest to get on.
Been reading ur blog. U need to stop calling urself a dom. All this lovey crap makes real doms sick. A sub is not for respecting and loving. A sub is for using and thats what they like. Its fine that u love ur girl, just dont call urself a dom. Real doms show dominance, use there sub and leave her laying like the cunt slut she is. Bein all sweet, and all that does is give her power over u, which makes u not a dom.
Hi there, Anon. I almost didn’t even dignify this with a response, but I think you’ve actually given me a good opportunity to say something that new doms need to know, so kudos to you.
First and foremost, let’s establish something right here and now: You don’t get to tell me what I am, and you are damn sure not the leading authority on what does and does not constitute a dominant. For the record, I didn’t wake up one day and decide to be a dom. I never even thought of myself that way until I met belovedsangi 10 years ago. I always had the characteristics of a dom, sure, but I didn’t ever put that title on myself. That title was given to me by my submissive. SHE is the one who wanted to call me Master, and Sir, and sometimes Daddy. I never told her to do these things. But of course, you probably think I am making my point for you and that if I were a REAL domly dom, I would’ve demanded those things.
And that’s where you have a fundamental issue understanding the meaning of the title. So let me help you with that.
A dom does not demand respect. He conducts himself in such a way as to be worthy of respect.
A dom does not bark commands. His presence is such that he can seduce and command with nothing more than a glance.
A dom does not raise his voice. He is the kind of man who gets what he wants without needing to.
A dom is not a braggart. He is possessed of a calm, quiet confidence that is evident in his demeanor, the way he walks, the tone of his voice, and all other aspects of him.
A dom understands balance. He knows that while a firm hand and discipline are critical in this type of relationship, knowing when to be gentle and understanding is every bit as important.
A dom is a gentleman first and foremost. That doesn’t necessarily mean that he is a fancy man who values the finer things in life, but he does understand manners and protocol. He opens the car door for her. He orders for her if she is having trouble deciding. He treats strangers with courtesy and respect.
A dom is a protector. He makes sure that his submissive feels safe and protected at all times. This means so much more than just telling her you will protect her. A dom shows her. He keeps a hand on her shoulder or on her waist in crowds so she doesn’t get nervous. He sleeps on the side of the bed closest to the door so that he is always between his submissive and an intruder. He walks on the side of the sidewalk closest to the street so that an errant vehicle will hit him before his submissive. If anything or anyone should threaten his submissive, he must be prepared to fight for her with the ferocity of an alpha wolf.
A dom earns her submission. It is not a thing to be demanded, expected, or assumed. And he continues to earn it, each and every day.
A dom values her submission. Fully submitting your will and trusting your body and well-being to someone takes a kind of strength most can’t imagine, and a dom never loses sight of that.
A dom understands that being a dominant is 10% privilege and 90% responsibility. He is literally taking her life into his hands. He is accepting the most sacred and important thing she has to give. He is taking her burdens and bearing them as his own, always, every day.
A dom is consistent. He understands that he can’t just be her protector, lover, confidant, master, etc. when he feels like it. There will be days when a dom is tired. There will be days when he is stressed. There will be days when he is broken. On those days, it is more important than ever for a dom to show his submissive that he is still everything she needs him to be.
So what does it mean, then, to be a dom? I get the feeling that you, anon, would say that it’s all about making her kneel, having your way with her, shouting orders and using her. Helpful hint: Any jackass can buy himself a whip and bark commands. That’s not a dom. Don’t get me wrong, I do absolutely have my way with belovedsangi. I love it when she kneels. I love the kinky, rough, mind-blowing sex we have. I love to dominate her in the bedroom. But for every moment of that, there are a hundred moments of holding her, of talking to her, laughing with her, gaming with her. There are a hundred moments of making her feel safe when she is afraid, giving her confidence when she is unsure, comforting her when she feels troubled. Those are all things that a dominant does too.
I love my submissive more than I love oxygen. I love my submissive with a fire that can never be extinguished. I value her and respect her in every way. I treat her like a queen and fuck her like a slave. These things don’t make me weak. They don’t make me less of a dominant. These things make me stronger than you can possibly imagine. There is nothing quite so formidable as a dominant who has found the perfect submissive to fuel his fire. Never will you see anyone love so strongly or fight so fiercely.
Bottom line, Anon, is this: you sound like a boy playing at being a man. You decided one day that you were sick of women having willpower and a voice of their own, so you decided to call yourself a dominant and seek out some weak-willed submissive who wouldn’t talk back to you or stick up for herself. You are not a dom. You are a jackass with a whip. Classic case of toodomforyou.
Anon reminded me of this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpznoX7fGi4 , and I say bravo to lovemysub! Sadly not enough people realize what a real bdsm relationship looks like, they only see it as a bunch of yelling and kinky sex.
always reblog
Bwahaha… the youtube link rocks!
Just I case there was ever any debate about what a “real (tumbly) Dom” is and isn’t.
(\((-))/)~ Anti-Sam is just chillin' in the inbox, not quite awake, not quite asleep, just chillin'.
Anti sighed and smiled. “There͘ y͜e̢w̸ ̀a̷r̵e̴ ͝ol͝d ͜f͡r͞íe҉nd.҉ W͏he͡re h͝a̢ve y̕a͏ bee̛n͞?”
It looked up at Anti and stretched, carefully crawling up Anti’s arm. It nuzzled into Anti’s neck, clicking and purring.
‘Good, tired. How are you’ it asked softly, looking up at the glitch.
Anti sighed softly and shrugged his glitching shoulders. “I'm͏ ͡bơred. ̨R͟ea҉l͘l͏y͏ ͠b̨o̡r͏ed̷.̶ No on͟e͜ ͏àr͡o͢u͘n̶d̶ ̛t̕'͝a̛ foo̷k҉ ̨w͡ith҉.̷ I̕ ̴hàve̡ ̷al͢read͢y ͏be̶en o̵ut̢ an͡d ͢kill̛ed̴ ͟şome͝ ̶w̶rètc̴hed͘ ͡hu̧màn̡s.̵ Now͘ he̶r̀e̡ I s̀i̴t. Bored̵ ͡out̨ ̢of͠ m̴e f̀ookin'̵ ̶min͡ḑ.̴”
It let out some soft chirps, trying to help him feel better. It said that it would try to help entertain him, at least, as much as a sentient flying eyeball could.
Anti gave him a genuine smile. AntiSam was his only friend it seemed. “D҉on͜'t ͝w̴orry̢ ͝Sàm.҉ W͡e co̢u͏l̛d ͢pl͘ay a̢ vi̛d͠eo͜ ͏ǵa͜me̴ er̕ śometh̢i҉n҉'.̧”
(\((-))/)~ Anti-Sam is just chillin' in the inbox, not quite awake, not quite asleep, just chillin'.
Anti sighed and smiled. “There͘ y͜e̢w̸ ̀a̷r̵e̴ ͝ol͝d ͜f͡r͞íe҉nd.҉ W͏he͡re h͝a̢ve y̕a͏ bee̛n͞?”
It looked up at Anti and stretched, carefully crawling up Anti’s arm. It nuzzled into Anti’s neck, clicking and purring.
‘Good, tired. How are you’ it asked softly, looking up at the glitch.
Anti sighed softly and shrugged his glitching shoulders. “I'm͏ ͡bơred. ̨R͟ea҉l͘l͏y͏ ͠b̨o̡r͏ed̷.̶ No on͟e͜ ͏àr͡o͢u͘n̶d̶ ̛t̕'͝a̛ foo̷k҉ ̨w͡ith҉.̷ I̕ ̴hàve̡ ̷al͢read͢y ͏be̶en o̵ut̢ an͡d ͢kill̛ed̴ ͟şome͝ ̶w̶rètc̴hed͘ ͡hu̧màn̡s.̵ Now͘ he̶r̀e̡ I s̀i̴t. Bored̵ ͡out̨ ̢of͠ m̴e f̀ookin'̵ ̶min͡ḑ.̴”
(\((-))/)~ Anti-Sam is just chillin' in the inbox, not quite awake, not quite asleep, just chillin'.
Anti sighed and smiled. “There͘ y͜e̢w̸ ̀a̷r̵e̴ ͝ol͝d ͜f͡r͞íe҉nd.҉ W͏he͡re h͝a̢ve y̕a͏ bee̛n͞?”
The glitch stared at the outstretched hand, narrowing his eyes. He didn’t trust the other's intentions but the virus could deal with him when the time came. For now, he could work with the other. Anti reached out and grabbed a hold with a glitching hand, holding on tightly. “Y̢ew͝'̢v͝e g̛ot ̡y̛er҉s̴elf ͘a deal҉ ͠t̀h͞er͠e͡ Dar̵ḱi͢p͞óo͞.͠ Do ͡ýew̶ h́a̸ve҉ any̶ ͠i҉dea͡s? Or am Í ̕g̶on̛na̧ ̕ha̡v͏e't҉a̢ f͝igur͝e s͜om͠eth̡in' ͠o̢ut?” Anti looked at him skeptically as he glitched his hand away from him.
Going live on twitch! Come tell me how you would survive a horror movie!
“I̵̴̢͘͞’̨̨̀͘m͘̕ ̢҉́͢b̷̶̸̀͞a͞͝͏̕͝c̵̛͜͠ḱ̷̛ ̸̴̢̢͢m̷̧̛͢ý̨ ̨̛͡p҉̢́r̸͏͢ȩ̷͜ḉ́í͟o̵̵͠͏́ù̸̢̕͜s̵̶͡͞ ̀҉͏l͢͡í̢͘͠t̀͜͏̵͟t̶̡̛́̀l̸͘͜e͢͝͞ ͝҉̛͘͟p̡͘͜ų͜͢͡ṕ̶̡́̕p̷̀͜ę̸͜͟͝t̷̡͟͜s̶̛͘͜…”
Anti glitched back, hands at his sides as he watched the other carefully. “H̸҉a̛͢t̕é ͢͜i̛͏s̷͠ ҉a̢͝ ̵s̴̛t̶̀ro̧҉ng̢͞ ̛wor̶d ̵͜D̛a̢̡r͘̕k̶҉. ̨I̕ ͢͡w͝ǫu͏͡l̢͢d̨͞n'̸̨t͘ ́be ͝͠so ͜͟c͝҉on͏͏ci͜͠d̡e͏d̀͜ ̀͢i͟͞f̸͘ ̨I̧ ҉w̷͠e̛͠r͢e͞͏ ̸͢y͘ew.͠ ̡̧I͢ do̵n'̀͜t͏͘ ͜hat̢e a͢҉ny͟o͜͡ne͡͏.̡͡..f̷̧e̸͠r ̷͢th̵e̛̛ ͘m̷̧o̸͘s̛t ͘pa̵rt.” The virus shrugged his shoulders causing a black liquid to ooze from the laceration in his neck. His glitching increased as did his static noise. Black eyes returned back to icy blues as he stared at the demon, completely ignoring everything else he had said. “Big҉͜ ̢w̸͢o͜͡rds̨ for ̧ţ͝h̸e̛ ̢d̴͜e̷m͜͞o͢n w̧͝h́o ́̕invi͘͢t͟͞ed̀͝ m҉e ͢͢t'a҉ ̴h͟͞i̡̛s̀͘ ̨͡homȩ͝ j́uś̡t ̸̡t̵'a̡̢ háv͝͏e ҉a ͟͡ker̶͡f͏͟uff̶l̴͝e. ̶O̷̢ŗ͡ a҉r̀e̸͢ ya t͠҉o͜o̷͡ ̀͜cenile͟ ҉͏t͝'͟a ̀rem̶ę̷m͢͞ber ͟th̕͡at̴?̧” He chuckled darkly before crossing his arms. “An͞d ̸ẁ̢h̨̀a̢͡t̕ k̴͟iņd ̴͝óf p̷rǫ͜ṕòs̛͟i̵͝t͢i͜͏o̵̧n̵͢ ̡do̵ ̶y͘͞e̸͟w̷̡ h̛ave? ͞͏Lè̷t̨͘ m҉̵e ̸̶g̴̀ue͢s̶̡s͟ ͡we҉͞ ̷͠s̢ho͞ų͟k͜d ̢͘w͝ork͏ t͢o͢͏ge̢the̢͏r̛?̡͟ ́Be̡ b͡è͞stie̶͟s͡ ̶͜a͡ǹd͏ ̵̛hav̵e̵͘ ̶sl͞e̸ep̡͟ ov̸͞er̡s͞ t'̨̨a͠ ̧d̢͝is̀͝c̛͝u̴͘s͝s͏͞ ̨̧world ̨͞d̵́o̷͝m҉͏iǹ̕a̧tio̢n?͠” The glitched mocked slightly as he stared at the other. This had better be good.
“Well, we don’t have to be friends. But I do want your help to perhaps wipe out our enemies for good. You know, be rid of Jack and mark. Freedom at last, no more being shunned and shoved away. Take claim of what each of us rightfully deserve.” Dark runs a hand through his tousled hair, glitching out slightly. “Ȃ̵͔̗̳͎̙r̷̨̖͔͊̿ë̷̖̺̠̦̞̯́ ̷̗̊ý̴̛͈͈̳͖̩̳̄ǭ̶̳̭u̸̧̲͈̣̣̝͝ ̸͙̗̽̉̎̋͆̎ṇ̷̩̻̙̋͋̆̋̏ö̸̧̫̟͕́̕t̴̳̣̎̉̓ ̴̛̯̐́͆̄̈s̷̛͇͍͈̪̪̗̅̈́́i̵̞͙͔̓͑͝c̴̟͒͘k̶̭̭̉̏̾ ̶̝̱̠́̀̈́̇̌ó̸̟̝̲̖̀͌̈́̀f̷̢͙̣̼̀̈́̚ ̶̤͈̙̹̞̹̿̌͠͝b̸̪͇͈̺̆́̉̚e̵̞̭̜̥̖̓i̶̝̳̙̞̐̒̚n̷̨̲͖̔̉̈́ğ̴̫̹̮͗̍ ̴̡̲̟͎̏͘s̸̝̭͚͔̱̩̾͊̋́̕t̴̙͉̮̼̲͛̊̒ṵ̴̖̤̟̐c̵̫̗̭̜̆k̵̻̮͉̹̆̉͑̔͒̚ ̵̣͝i̵̢̠͇͆̀̑͝n̷̮̻̻̗͑̐ ̶̧̡͍̅̐̓̉͐̍h̸̤͍̘̪͕̩̿̈̚i̶̬̫͌̑̊s̸͙̠͙̯̣̏͜ ̷͖̆̓̉̚̕ş̸̜͙̗̋̽͊̌ḧ̸͎͇̠́͌̕̚͠ǎ̶̭͚͑̑̒̾͠d̶̮̫͕͙̽̿̐ó̷̲̳̬͗̃͠w̴͙͇̫̩̿ͅ!̵̛̠͋?̴̢̎̽̒” He sighs and regains his composure. “If we work together for once we could escape this hellscape and take our freedom and whatever else we want. I could help give you freedom if you join me.”
Anti went to say something snarky but quickly closed his mouth. He had thought about it. He had tried. He had tried a lot. But Jack always seemed to come back. Stronger than ever really. Even though he hated working with others, this could be used to his advantage. His world free of everyone? Crossing his arms he looked at him with narrow eyes. "W̛̛o͞͞r͝k̀̕ to̴͢g͟et҉heŕ?̵̡ ̀I̢ s̴͏u͏p҉po̧s̛͠e̕͢ ̧͜i҉̷t̨ c͡҉ơuld̀ wơ̢r̢͠k. ̨W̛h̨a͏͢t ̀d͏iḑ ͘͞y̡̡eẃ h̛͞ave͠ i̸̢n̢͞ m̴̛i̧ǹ̢d̨͝?̡͠ ̶́I ̸͢ś̶w̨e̶͠ar̕ ͝t̛'̴҉a̵ ͢Go̕͡d̴̛ ͠i̸̢f ͠y͠ęw ͘e͟v̀͜e̛҉n̛͡ t̢҉r͜͏y ̀͜t͏'҉͝a͘͡ ͢d̕o̢͡u̶b҉̛le ̧c͝r̛͜o̸͝ss̶̸ me̴...͞įt ͏͟w̶̢o͟n̴͝'t̵̢ ̀͠end ͜w̨͘el͝͝l f̨͜e̢r̨͏ ͘ỳ̡a.̴́ ̕͏D͘o ̡I ͝͞ḿà͠k̵͢e ̸͘me͜͜ś̛é͝lf c̢l̷e͠ar͘ D̡ark?"
Toriel was rather sour about the situation. She had her arms crossed and was glaring at Anti. “Where the hell have you been? Why were you gone so long?”
Anti looked at her with disdain and rolled his icy eyes. “W͜h͝͝y͏ ̶̧the̡ f͞͏ook̢͢ do y͟ew ̨͞ca̕͜r͟͡e̶͘? ̀A͘͠ŗ̛e̢ y̵ew̸ m̵ý̢ ͡k̀҉e̶ép̡e̸͞r? ̛N̕͜o? ̸̡I ̸d̸i͜dn҉͟'̕t̵́ ̛͠thi͝n͡͡k so̸.” Growling lowly, he glitched about as he began collecting some things. He had plans and she wasn’t about to ruin them.
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Anti growled lowly, darkness slowly sifting into his eyes. "And what makes yew think I'm gonna tell yew what I am doin'? I don't beed t'a tell yew anythin'. Last I checked yew weren't my mother."
He stuck his tongue through the ring gag, trying to silently say he couldn't speak with out. Nervously he extended his wings, all 14 feet of them.
Anti's eyes widened as he glitched behind him, looking them over. He had never seen a creature with so many wings. Sighing to himself, he rolled his eyes. As he did so the gag was gone. "If yew make me regret takin' that thing off I will put it back before I kill ya. Now what yew wanna say better be important and impressive. Cause if not, I'm gonna fookin' rip ya limb from limb."
Toriel was rather sour about the situation. She had her arms crossed and was glaring at Anti. “Where the hell have you been? Why were you gone so long?”
Anti looked at her with disdain and rolled his icy eyes. “W͜h͝͝y͏ ̶̧the̡ f͞͏ook̢͢ do y͟ew ̨͞ca̕͜r͟͡e̶͘? ̀A͘͠ŗ̛e̢ y̵ew̸ m̵ý̢ ͡k̀҉e̶ép̡e̸͞r? ̛N̕͜o? ̸̡I ̸d̸i͜dn҉͟'̕t̵́ ̛͠thi͝n͡͡k so̸.” Growling lowly, he glitched about as he began collecting some things. He had plans and she wasn’t about to ruin them.
@psychoxcybernetics
She rolled her eyes and stole whatever he was holding when he got close to her, then held it away from him. “What the hell are you doing? What are you rushing around for?”
Anti growled lowly as she kept taking his things. "Fookin' stop! I've got shite t'a do! And what does it matter to yew what the fook I do? Again yer not my fookin' keeper are yew?!"
*runs up, gives nose kiss* Love ya *runs away* (I am prepared to die)
Anti grimaced and growled, brandishing his knife. "F̛ò̸o̵̢k̷i̴n͝'҉͜ o͠͏u̷ć̸h͞͠ ́͝me ̧҉a͘͝g̵͢a̵̧i̡͢n a̡ņ͝d͞ ͘͝I ̕wi̶l̢ļ ͡ri̛͏p̢ ̸̛ya ͏t̨́'a ̸̕f̵̕ò́o̡͝ki̴͟ń̨'̵͢ ̀s͘҉hr̡͞ed̷͡s̀!"