#IT MAKES ME FEEL STRANGE AND UNCOMFY!! STOP IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[spaciebabie]

dawg pls dont interact w/my more explicit posts if you're a kid oh my lord 😭😭 this is your only warning after this imma start blocking

[quatregats]

Had a conversation about being perceived as South Asian with my cousin and her kids and I'm still rotating it around in my head because like. Did everyone suddenly forget that I am also half white. Like did you forget that I do not have two South Asian parents

[hazzasultimatekiwi]

no one needs to read this i’m just talking into the universe tbh

[denial-permanente]

Wondering how you deal with making those captions and answering that many question while being locked but without becoming crazy...

To me it's like I had to kinda "forget" about that thing down there do be able to get remotely used to it.

And I am far far away from your time frames...

If I locked up being horny in the first place it was pure torture. Couldn't stop thinking about it. To the other newcomers here - having a wank and locking up afterwards is easier in this regard. The sexual drive is gone so it's easier to not think about it being caged. At least for me...

Anyways, I am wondering how this part of your journey was for you? I know about the story when Miss went on a trip and so on... But to sum it up, would you say that you eased into the cage or was it more like getting used to and than full commitment at once?

And getting back to my primary thought, have you been active in the interwebs from the beginning on? And if so, did it interfere with getting used to being locked? Or did you kinda naturally reduce your online times during first longer periods so it didn't drove you crazy?

And compared to today - I guess nowadays it's just easy because not getting hard while doing everything is just the new normal ? I mean like no difference between writing this blog (being locked) and getting a new haircut (being locked) - is it?

So asked more from a mental point of view: what would your recommend for beginners, to get into longer periods? Would it be better to ditch all remotely porn related things? Lock it, and forget about Tumblr and other platforms while being in the first few week or month long lockups?

Or am I completely wrong with it needing to become "normal" in a way that you don't think about it any longer?

Sometimes I am comparing it to girls wearing a bra... Might be new in the beginning. Might be strange. Might feel uncomfy at times. But the extra support is mostly welcome and after a few years a woman not only does not think about the bra anymore she doesn't notice it 99% of the time and if she does it's just normal and not kinky or sex related at all. And in the end she might even feel incomplete without a bra in public.

To me it's like it's you kinda need to get to this point with a cage. Don't you?

🔏 Wow, there's a lot here! Let's see if I can simplify it: You seem to be wondering how I learned to cope with the constant arousal of being locked with no relief. Is that it?

I had purchased a CB3000 pretty much right when they came out. I spent some time making adjustments and figuring out the fit, etc. I did all this *before* I sprung it on @mrs--edge. We had already tried this because I had made a few of my own cages, and she did enjoy the idea. Once I figured out a good combination of rings and spacers for the CB3000, I showed her a picture of the product. "You've got to get one of those," she said. I told her that I had already bought it, so she had me put it on for her, and we jumped right into it. I think I was locked for at least two weeks straight, then a little break, then a couple more weeks, and before long it was weeks, then months at a time.

Was I horny all the time? Of course. Hell, twenty five years later and I'm still horny all the time. But probably it was because I didn't get any breaks that I just learned to live with what I called the "constant low-level simmer of arousal."

As to looking at porn, etc, I'm not sure what to say. Except for the picture captions that I do, I'm not much for looking at porn. Frankly, very few things are nearly as exciting to me as the stuff in my own head. But if you had a habit of viewing it often, I'd suggest cutting back would help in not going crazy being caged.

Look, I can't tell you what will work for you. A lot of guys seem to need to build up to it. A week. A couple of weeks. Then maybe the entire month of LOctober. I get it; being horny all the time is distracting. How do you relieve the constant pressure?

For me, it seems like getting tossed right into the deep end just worked out. My wife took to this pretty quickly, and she liked my constant physical attention - as long as I didn't get whiney and bothersome. She had no problem early on telling me "No coming until I say so," and eventually, "No more being unlocked." In some ways, I didn't have much choice except to become used to holding it in. The advantage to that approach is that it by necessity becomes "normal" which probably makes the transition easier.

[blingblong55]

Great protector- Simon "Ghost" Riley

Based on a request:

Sooo forgive me if this makes you uncomfy or anything and please feel free to ignore this. I just officially had my leg amputated after a bad accident last year and I'm really struggling. Can I please request some Ghost comfort where he comforts reader who just had something similar?thank you so much for some niceness in these hard times

GN!Reader, loss of limb angst, platonic!relationship, fluff

After some great explosion during a mission, you sustained injuries that led to having your right leg amputated. For months on end, you were in the hospital, recovering and coming to terms with it all.

Through thick and thin your battle buddy, Ghost was there. All the doctor appointments, therapy sessions, night terrors and bad mental health days. He was the comfort your new life needed. The mornings were the worst, that's when you were all alone and he was not in reach. Price and the others did visit, but it was he who had the permission to be around always.

You eventually were honourably discharged and moved to a small flat. Ghost had then become your roommate, he went from living on base to living with you. Most nights he stayed up, waiting around in case you needed him.

Tonight was a difficult time, you were given a choice in the morning, a wheelchair or a prosthetic leg. You couldn't come to terms with being what you are, you called yourself a 'worthless member of society' You for days looked at your old uniform, wishing you could wear it once more and feel 'normal'.

After a much-needed alone time, your walls came crashing down, tears flowing as your sobs got louder. Ghost walks into your room, "Grim, what's wrong?" he sounded scared and concerned. You stayed silent, turning away from him so he didn't have to see this side of you anymore.

He sat beside you, hand holding your chin so you could look at him, "Please, Grim, please don't shut me out..what's wrong?" his voice low and soft. Gaze on yours as the tears blur your vision, "I'm tired, I... I don't feel normal..this isn't..me" your voice shaky, lips quivering. Your hands looking for the ghost of your now gone limb. He hugged you, for the first time since this all happened he hugged you. It wasn't an 'I have to do this' hug but more of an 'I want to do this...I need it too'.

He pulled back slightly, wiping away the tears with so much delicateness and care, it was such a foreign feeling to you both. "...I know it's hard...but think of it this way, you now can tell people a good story...and you can have new jokes..not like your usual shit ones.." Maybe he wasn't good with comfort but the way he tries and how he shows his care for you in his own way is beautiful. You chuckle a little, something he would add to his book of accomplishments.

"You don't like my jokes?"

"Not one fuckin' bit, Grim...like why include a parrot-"

"It's funny!"

He shakes his head and laughs a little. In some ways, you and him created a deep bond during this all, You see, before this all he was just your battle buddy and the lieutenant you had to obey and now you eat breakfast he made and at times are forced to listen to his stupid army humour.

It was strange, the way he had become your family and best friend in the whole world. He is your rock, a shoulder to cry on and the stand-up comedy he makes you watch from the sofa. Maybe life has different plans for you, At first the plan is cruel and heartless but it gives you more back. The missing limb gave you a loving friend, a gentle giant and a softie behind closed doors when you two watch some cartoon or romantic comedy and for his own sake please stop watching 'A walk to remember', he has to keep his cold-hearted reputation going.

A/N: I really hope you love it dear anon...wishing you the best during this time <3333

[unconvtional]

Heyoo can i request smut afab mayoi x top gn reader?You can just ignore it if its uncomfortable

Mayoi's self-depreciating has been a lot worse lately. Finger him, praise him and love him until he no longer looking down on himself

cries so hard i love my boy mayoi 💔 no. this doesn't make me uncomfy, dwdw!

i dont smoke, mayoi ayase

smut under read more!

sketch info : cursing, praise, self depricating/negative thoughts, no sex, comfort smut, mdni obvi, kissing, dom gn reader, ftm mayoi i suppose, cringe writing, maybe ooc mayoi(jp only😒), hand holding⁉️, ED warning ( like. not even mentioned, just described)

a/n: im bitchless but im a therapist so this is amazing for me, anon thank you!

"aah.. i look horrible, " he mumbles, staring at his chest, eyes following the line down to his stomach, to his thighs, and back up to his face. his hands come to his arms, and he feels worse than ever, he cant stop looking at every single one of his flaws, the way his bones made an appearance almost every time he breathed wouldnt please.. you. panic is evident in his voice, mayoi throws his head back, "Does yn even like me.. i- I'll just... ah?!" loud footsteps could be heard outside of the quiet and dark room..�� "mayoi~.." Your soft voice rings from behind the door along with a quiet knock. his response is delayed, extremely; a long period of awkward silence before he screams. you open the door in an almost panic, eyes wide.

"Are you.. okay? Huh," he's fine, just.. in a weird position on his bed. "mayoi, baby.. come here, " you giggle, walking torwards the purple haired man with open arms. he sniffles weirdly, throat closing up; tears begin to flow down his flushed face, you smile and kiss them away, eyes crinkling in contentness. "Hey, mayoi~... What's wrong?" its a stupid question, but you know hes going to answer it well. mayois voice is even shakier than before, almost unintelligible. "im not feeling great– about me.." you huff, trying to look at him, but he just moves closer. "i dont look good anywhere.. and you must hate being with me," he continues, you could barely hear him breathe."i dont know what i would do if you left me..."

you cock your head, stepping away from him. "If i left you?.." your voice is sincere, "i dont think i would." and its hurting him. mayoi clings to you like a koala, trying to bring back his composure— and fuck, his glossy eyes looking back into yours made you really want to cry. he blinks away tears, looking up at you expectantly. "Really? you won't?" No, you wouldn't. I never even thought about it, but you can't say that, can you? You shake your head, smiling softly. "i love you, you're really great." his breath hitches, and he looks away quickly. "Listen, mayoi.. you're amazing, look at yourself!" You ask gently— of course.

he turns his head, facing the mirror for a few seconds, and then looks away, body trembling. "What do you see in me.. uuh, i dont want you to leave!" he cries, gripping your shirt like a vice. your eyes water, breath becoming labored. "You're so handsome, mayo~ my beautiful boyfriend. Your face is so pretty, and so is your body," stopping for a brief second, staring at his face for confirmation to continue. It's strange, his eyebrows furrowed, and his flushed cheeks were either from his tears or embarassment. "Your flaws are what make you.. yknow, you, and i love that." its not odd for him to be like this, but you wanted to try something different.

you crawl behind him, letting him sit between your legs. hands hovering over his thighs. "Is this okay, mayoi?" You were conflicted between just hugging him til he slept and doing this.. neither felt right. he hums, fiddling wth his fingers. you run your hands up and down his legs, stopping at his crotch. your head rests on his shoulder as you begin to speak, "You're everything I've ever wanted, mayoi." you slid your fingers between his thighs, toying with his clit. he hides his face behind his hands and grinds into your fingers, longing for your touch "youre my pretty boy, forever, i promise" he looks ethereal, his hair messy yet so clean, face tired and tear-stained. this is what makes him pretty, his emotions. "you do so much for everyone around you," you whisper, curling your fingers inside of him. "hn.. do i really?" mayoi whimpers, putting his legs over your thighs.

hes almost so engrossed in pleasure, the feeling of your voice reaching his brain, scratching the itch that had tortured him for so long. it was rewarding for him, for staying strong. "Yeah, my pretty boy. youre always worrying about everyone else" mayoi lifts his head, staring at himself. He no longer looked pathetic. sweat drips from his forehead and tears well up in his eyes, "uuh.." he whines, trembling worse than before, taking deep breaths, he follows your heartbeat. "you learn so quickly, its amazing." with his legs spread on your lap, being so close to you made him so happy, but your reassuring words and praise

mayoi grabs your hand, bringing it close to his heart. "and you spoil me so much, and i want you to rely on me too, handsome boy" you feel his heart skip a beat, rate rising in bliss. your pace speeds up slowly, fingertips reaching deep enough to push and prod at his g-spot. he gasps, shutting his eyes and squeezing your hand tighter. "fufu.. i love– oh.. ah, i love you!" he weeps, closing his legs yet still leaving them open enough for you to keep going.

he keeps pushing against your hand, desperate for his release. "mayoi~ you're greater than a lot of people i know, my favorite." you mumble into his ear, mayoi actually sobs, cumming around your fingers. you sit there in shock, worried you did anything. "im sorry.." he sniffles, kissing your cheek. you grin, removing your fingers from inside of him and hugging him tight.

for the rest of the night, the clothes he had prepared to wear were left somewhere on the floor. instead of forcing himself to go outside, you both slept peacfully.

ugmughhh this feels so wird i didnt finish it how i wanted i just didnt know how to explain it lol... welp, here you go anon, sorry if this wasnt how you wated it to be!

[aching-tummies]

Groan Tube Tummy

Anyone remember those "Groan Tube" toys from the early 2000s?

I woke up to an uncomfortable tummy.

Dinner wasn't very filling last night so I filled up on tea 'cuz I was too lazy to bother to cook up something else for myself. I was also trying out a new blend of tea and it tasted pretty good. Chinese-style tea with just leaves in hot water.

Maybe it's stress because I spent all day yesterday fretting over some documentation stuff I had to submit the next day. I tried submitting it just after midnight and the thing wouldn't let me. I'd been stressing and going over the stuff for well over 8 hours at that point just to make sure I didn't fudge anything. I looked up whether or not other people had the same experience with the thing not submitting and saw quite a few posts online in regards to this specific thing where people said, "Nah--wait 6 hours" followed by others that claimed they waited 8 or 8.5 hours before the site finally took their submissions. So I decided to sleep on it and set an alarm for 6 hours later and every hour after that to remind me to try to submit the things.

6AM, alarm goes off. I sit up to turn the alarm off…and my stomach lets out a strange noise. Hard to describe, but if anyone remembers those toys from the early 2000s called "Groan Tube Noise Makers"? You can look 'em up under that name. I just did. Yeah, my guts let out short bursts of this kind of noise.

It's been almost an hour since I woke up and my stomach has not stopped making these noises. I have my stethoscope tucked just under my navel as I type all of this out and it sounds like someone tipping a Groan Tube every other minute.

The interesting thing is that these noises are actually really uncomfortable. My intestines feel like they're distended and whenever the 'Groan' of a gurgle passes through it's like being pinched in that specific segment of intestine.

The 'Groan' noises are erupting absolutely everywhere in my intestines. Upperleft, lower right, criss-crossing the middle and particularly loud and deep just below my navel.

What I wouldn't give to be sitting in a partner's lap--me stressing over getting these documents submitted, both hands frantically typing away on my laptop…and their hands languidly squeezing and prodding my guts--messing with my belly and getting all of these groans and glorps out of my system. Like...it's not quite painful...but it's really, really uncomfortable and is definitely a sensation I'd classify as a 'tummy ache'.

Honestly, I wonder about the new tea leaves I used last night. The reaction from my tummy this morning really feels like something didn't agree with my intestines. The way my intestines feel bloated up and are grumbling honestly sounds exactly like how all the asks describing sugar-free bloats to be. So I can't help but wonder if maybe those tea leaves had some sugar-free substance on them or something. I mean, they shouldn't. To my knowledge, they really were just tea leaves that had maybe been roasted and dried before being packaged in a vacuum-sealed bag.

Just tried Googling if green tea can cause upset stomachs or stomach aches. I've never had this problem before and I've had plenty of different kinds of green tea before this. Apparently, it's something called 'tannins' and something about proteins binding in the intestines?

So…either I never fill up on green tea ever again in lieu of a filling dinner…or I gotta do this again…for science--to truly confirm whether or not I have 5lbs of literal fetish-fuel in the form of tea leaves. As always, gimme your best responses. Do your worst! My intestines already feel icky and uncomfy--what could you possibly add?

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

Meat and great 2: Id fuck me

Part 1 part 3

A\n: if you know me irl and you see this…no you didn't. Smut below the cut!

Warnings: spencer is still a creep, afab reader ,smut, consensual sex, kind of bondege

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When I woke up I felt something strange on my wrists and ankles. I opened my eyes and I was in a different room than the pit I woke up in the previous day. My wrists and ankles are tied to the bed posts. I pull against them, they don't break. I observe the room more closely, there is plain white wallpaper, and band/movie posters everyware. There's also a nightstand to the right of me, to the left of me the bed is pressed against the wall, across the room is the door, there are no windows. As I am looking around there's a knock on the door and in walks Spencer with a tray of pancakes and orange juice. “Good morning Love! I brought you some breakfast.” he says in a cheery voice. “Oh and I hope you don't mind, I have upgraded you to a room!” “Thank you.” He sets the tray of food on the nightstand, and takes a seat next to me on the bed. “So how did you sleep?” He asks as he lifts one of his hands up to push back a strand of your hair. “I don't know, okay I guess.” “Well that's awesome! Do you want to eat before or after you take a shower?”

‘a shower?’ I thought confusion was probably apparent on my face as Spencer began speaking again. “Just so you know i won't leave you in there alone, and there are no windows so dont think about yelling or running.” he smiled. “I guess ill shower first.” he nodded quickly untying my legs. 

‘I could kick him right now but my hands are still tied.’ I thought as he came up to the head of the bed and turned toward the nightstand and opened the first drawer on top. He pulled out a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs. I raise an eyebrow. “Don't want you to be too uncomfy.” Spencer states as he grabs my right wrist and cuffs it, the he unties my left arm and brings it to the right side cuffing it as well, then finally Spencer unties my right wrist leaving only the hand cuffs on me as he helps me off the bed.

We walk down a dimly lit hallway, we pass a few closed doors till we reach the end of the hall way. Spencer stops walking and opens the very last door to revel a bathroom. Like he said now windows and no way out. He pushes me in to the bathroom and hes not far behind closing the door and locking both of us in the room. I turn to him “So how am I supposed to get my shirt off when i am handcuffed?”i  question spencer responds “well i have extra coles for you here love so ripping one shirt wont really mater.” ‘more clothes? How long has the psycho been planing this for?’ “Ok well can you help me?” He nods and with a packet knife i just know noticed he was holding Spencer cuts the shirt from collar to  the bottom of the fabric, then he begin to cut the short sleeves in half to make it easy to removed while i was still bound by the cuffs. After that i was left in a bra and he still hasn't removed my pants. I see Spencer staring straight at my chest. Oddly, I didn't hate him looking at me this way. It was kinda hot. What is wrong with me? While i was thinking spencer had un hooked and cut both of my bra straps in one swipe, leaving me topless in front of him.

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He picked me up and sat me on the counter next to the sink. Then he kissed me and i kiss back.”your beautiful.”he says as he re connected our lips this time more hungry I was so wet for him, I wanted to feel his cock inside of me. He turned me around and put my hands on the wall. He kissed me hard, and I could feel his cock growing against my stomach.His tongue explored every inch of my mouth as he pushed me up against the wall. I was getting so hot and bothered that I needed him inside of me.He broke our kiss and began to undress.He looked at me with those eyes that were darkening with lust. He took off his shirt and pants and then he pushed me back down on the counter and pulled my panties off. He slid them off my feet and tossed them aside. I spread my legs wide for him and felt the cool air hit my pussy. He moved closer to me and put his cock in between my legs.He rubbed it up and down my slit, teasing me. I closed my eyes and moaned softly. He put it right on my opening and slowly entered me. It felt so good, him stretching me out with his length He held himself there, not moving just letting me get used to the feeling of him inside of me. I felt so full, so complete. I couldn't wait to have all of him inside of me He started sliding in and out of me. I was so wet, I could feel it running down my thighs. He grabbed my hips and started pounding into me harder and faster. My head was thrown back, I was moaning loudly. I didn't know how much more I could take. He leaned over me and started kissing me hard. He bit my lip and then sucked on my tongue. He thrust deeper and harder until I could feel myself about to cum.I could hear him moan and I knew he was close too! wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. We both came together, I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me. He fell on top of me and we both caught our breaths. He rolled over and laid next to me. He kissed my forehead and said "I love you" ‘i might be starting to love him too’ I think. But i reply with a nod.”okay lets actually shower.” Spencer laughs.

Then we actually took a shower since I was still handcuffed Spencer washed my hair and body. Then he washed himself. After we were done spencer wrapped me in a towel and  dried me off then he un-cuffed me and re dressed me, he put one of his shirts on me and some black panties.He quickly throws a pair of boxers on and then he led me back to the room i woke up in earlier i lay down a and spencer turns to leave the room. “Wait!” I shout as Spencer turns to face me again. “Yes love?” “Can you stay in here with me tonight?” I said quietly. He nods and closes the door behind him as he walks back over to my bed and lays next to me. I move closer me facing the wall with him behind me. He gets the hint and wraps his arm around my waist pulling me close.i close my eyes and think…

‘Maybe this isn't going to be too bad. I could stay here for a bit longer.’

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a/n: if you like this let me know and ill make a part 3!

[changbinsboiledegg]

pls do catch-ups for sunoo and jw 🙏

Okay lovely, I’m gonna use your ask for this lol 🫶 thank you for your request :) A bit late but I hope you enjoy!

MDNI!!!!!!!!!

Warnings: thigh riding kink, praise kink, hickeys, making out, smut or suggestive, not sure which to label this as???

Note: obviously if you’re uncomfy with these kinds of topics, don’t read! Anyways, if no one has told you today, ily! 🫶

Linking the Hyung line versions for those of you who haven’t seen them.

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Thigh riding kink (Hyung line post)

Sunoo

“Almost done already?” Sunoo’s whisper in your ear sent shivers down your spine as you moved your hips faster against his thigh, creating a damp spot on the fabric of his jeans.

“Mmhmm…” you were a mess and he knew this. Sunoo’s hands caressed your hips, waist, and back as he allowed you to ride his thigh, coming undone with each moan that slipped through your lips.

“Next time, we can do more.” Sunoo smiled, watching your facial expressions. You knew you needed to hurry so he wouldn't be late to his dance practice before their concert, but you didn't care at the moment, feeling way too good to even want it to end.

Jungwon

You were pinned against the wall with Jungwon’s thigh between your legs after you had spent the evening full of tension with him.

He waited until you two were going to be 100% alone, pressing you against the wall and crashing his lips to yours.

He was unaware of your thigh riding kink until his thigh was between your legs and the soft whimper you let out upon contact.

“Is there a reason you're so needy tonight?” Jungwon asked, pecking your jaw next to your ear.

“No…” You were at a loss for words, slightly rubbing yourself against his thigh. He chuckled as his hands slid down to your hips, moving you against his thigh.

“No? Because I think I know the reason now.”

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Praise kink (Hyung Line post)

Sunoo

“You’re so perfect. Always so amazing to me.” Sunoo praised, tracing the skin on your arm, giving you a fond look.

“Hey, you are perfect too. You always sound so pretty with the sounds you make.” You praised him back, knowing he loved it too.

Sunoo felt his cheeks heat up, and the desire that was there moment prior, had risen back up.

“Wow…” He breathed out, a smile painting his face prettily. You found yourself smiling with him, your thumb gently rubbing against his cheek.

“Always such a good boy, huh?” you knew what you were doing, but so did he.

Jungwon

He’s always praising you, not knowing how much it turns you on hearing him simply appreciate you.

That didn’t stop him when he did find out though.

“My angel, you make me so proud.” Jungwon came up behind you, whispering in your ear while out at a party together.

He knew what saying that would get you going, and he was correct, watching you slightly squirm, trying to keep yourself together.

“You’re so good at pretending you don’t want me.” He winked, still whispering so no one near could hear him.

You fought hard, trying not to melt at his words.

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Hickeys (Reader giving) (Hyung Line post)

Sunoo

The moment you mentioned wanting to give him a hickey, he’d be on board, wanting you to mark him up.

Little did you know, he already had an excuse planned for if, and when, someone noticed the marks and asked about them.

“How many should I give you?” You asked after the first hickey was left on his neck. Sunoo thought for a few seconds, a slight smirk on his face.

“Keep going until you feel like it’s enough. I'm all yours.” Sunoo’s smirk grew, giving you full reign of his skin.

The next day, with a ton of hickeys on his body, he had used markers and different colors of eyeshadow and eyeliner to draw around them, making them look like a form of art— even if it was strange for him to suddenly draw on his body.

No one suspected a thing when the makeup artists and Sunoo himself tried to wash and wipe off the marker and makeup, thinking the hickeys were caused by smears and how rough they needed to wiped the makeup off.

Jungwon

“Anything for you.” Jungwon always said when you asked for something, no matter what it was.

Even giving him a hickey, he let you. But just one, which was fine by you because you didn't feel the need to mark him multiple times for your first time with him.

Just one, and it was on the crook of his neck, not too big, but definitely not small. Even his hoodie couldn't hide it completely.

“Wow.” Jungwon looked at it in the mirror later. It was right before the guys were going to meet up with him and right after you left. His heart started to race, a mixture of the memories from when he was receiving the hickey and the slight panic from knowing the guys would see it if they looked at him too long.

“This is going to be fun.” Jungwon nervously thought to himself, hearing the doorbell ring.

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Hickeys (Idol! Reader receiving) (Hyung Line post)

Sunoo

The hickey he gave you was an accident. He intended to kiss your neck. He intended to suck on your neck after each kiss.

But he didn't mean to suck hard enough to leave a sizeable hickey in it’s wake.

“Sunoo…” you were staring at it through your phone camera, shocked that he did this in the first place. “I don’t have makeup with me right now!”

Sunoo was confused at first on why you were worried about makeup, but as he got closer to you, he saw his mark.

“Do you need makeup?” He asked, wondering where and why you would need it right away. You put your phone down, looking at him.

“I have a photo shoot in ten minutes!” You crossed your arms. Sunoo laughed a little to relieve any tension, “then why didn't you tell me?”

Jungwon

“I am so so sorry!” Jungwon wasn't sorry about giving you the hickey.

He was sorry that it got you in trouble with your manager. If he could, he'd give you more and he wouldn't care he saw.

But this was your career and he didn't want you to get in trouble, whether it risked your career or not. He certainly didn't want your manager to force you to breakup with him.

“Don’t worry, he’ll get over it.” You reassured Jungwon, who seemed more panicked than you about getting you in trouble. The hickey was covered in makeup so skillfully that it was almost as if it was never there.

“But you were talking to him for a while, are you sure?” Jungwon asked, the worry was evident in his tone.

You cupped his cheeks and kissed him, easing his worries, “I'm sure. My manager isn't strict like that. He just doesn't want me getting caught in a scandal.”

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Favorite body parts on their partner (Hyung Line post)

Sunoo

SFW: okay, as weird as this sounds, I think his favorite would be your nose. Like Jay, I think he’s a nose booper too, except more intense. Bops your nose (softly & with care) with his lips, finger, stuffed animals, even got to the point where he has to catch you off guard because you’ve started to block his attempts to touch your nose in any way. He just loves the shape and thinks it’s very cute regardless of your feelings about your nose.

NSFW: fingers. Hands down. (No pun intended?) if we’re head canoning rn, he strikes me as a finger sucker. I'm sorry, I see him as a sub, like y’all would have to provide hard evidence otherwise. Back to your fingers, catch them in his mouth while he’s looking up at you, waiting for the next move. Alternatively, he loves the feel of your fingers on him and how pretty they look needily touching him.

Jungwon

SFW: Arms. Arms. Arms. He loves your arms around him, holding him, hugging him, he just loves your arms. He feels his safe place is in your arms and always looks forward to feeling them around him. Every time he thinks of you, his thoughts always center around the feeling of how you held him and the words you two spoke while he was in your arms. (Take a shot for how many times I’ve said ‘arms’ lmao)

NSFW: Alright, my immediate thought when thinking of what his favorite body part of yours is was hips. Out in public? His arms are around/ resting on your hips. In private? Hands. On your hips. :). Y’all know the drill, he’d be pretty handsy when it comes to your hips. It’s his favorite part to grip because it keeps you in place while you’re squirming too much :))))) BYE.

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Note 2: I’m sorry, if we‘re still head canoning rn, I would like to say I believe Sunoo has/would have a praise kink too. Like y’all can’t convince me otherwise unless you provide solid evidence.

Tagging: @peonywon

[kowaindar0u]

*gathers strength*

Yuji -> Yuichi, dark af AU. Possession through Yokai/ nightmare (please forgive me Yuichi, I will make it up to you)

“I wonder how much your mind could take before it breaks?”

“Your body belongs to me as much as your mind does.”

“You look so good like this, under my control and so willing to do anything I say.”

[ hypnosis sentence starters ]

[ TW for an odd uncomfy mind-control scenario? It's a nightmare ]

It'd started out as a normal enough dream. One that Yuichi would probably have been pretty embarrassed of as he wrote about in his journal, but pleasant, at least.

He's at what he assumes to be Oharae honmaru with Yuji, walking along a beautiful path lined with flowers and blooming trees. There's a nice breeze, but it's a bit cool, so they eventually retreat to a room somewhere-- he's not sure where on the citadel grounds this room is located, or if it even exists, though it does seem to be far from where most people would be. But they enter and settle down with some blankets, leaning against the low table as they rest in front of the open outside doors.

Yuichi leans against Yuji, the perfect height for the taller man to wrap an arm around him as they get comfortable.

Then they get... a little more comfortable, as Yuichi leans up to kiss him, despite his shyness, before it gets the better of him and he quickly moves to rest his head back against the other's chest.

But Yuji doesn't seem to mind. He just chuckles and strokes his hair for a bit, and Yuichi loves it.

"I wonder how much your mind could take before it breaks?

"What?"

The words seemed to come from completely out of nowhere. Even to his subconscious mind, he doesn't understand what he means.

Yuichi lifts his head and leans back, and the usually soft, gentle look of the other saniwa's pale face has darkened, and a wave of dread comes over him. He shifts a few feet away, but he doesn't get much further before he stops, for a reason he can't determine.

"Ah, ah," Yuji scolds. "Your body belongs to me as much as your mind does."

The doors slam shut, and whatever tranquility was left in the quiet solitude is replaced by something very different.

And then Yuji motions for him to return to the spot beside him, and even though Yuichi hadn't intended to move closer... he can't help it. He finds himself uttering a soft 'yes' and crawling back over to him, and when the action earns him a satisfied look, Yuichi feels... almost...good? Almost.

Yuji leans a bit closer, and tips Yuichi's face upwards with a finger, and all he can do is stare back at him, eyes wide with... a strange sense of anticipation. None of this would feel right at all to a conscious Yuichi, but still...

"You look so good like this, under my control and so willing to do anything I say..."

[h4unt3d-s0u15]

FORMER BLOG NAMES - puppet-0n-a-string

collective blogggggg :333

The Spindleweb System

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh if youre from main and i didnt tell you this blog go away we dont want you to think we're strange <3

aaaaaaaaaaanyways hi! We're a systemmm!

Puppet - He/it/they, puppet on a string, counts himself as transharmen. Holder of most of the obsessive, possessive and jealous tendencies, and a specific one of our traumas (blog is @puppet-0n-a-string which used to be this blogs name (we named it before discovering we were a system)

Fairy - Host, she/they/it/fae, genderfaer. She posts a bit but less... like the rest of us. (Viscera wtf do you mean by this???) (@pr3tty-f0r-y0u)

Viscera - Yours truly. Transharmful, some sort of vampire or cannibal, a goddamned god. Talk to me if you dare (my blog is @viscerasaltar )

Dolly - just a doll, does whatever her master says, pathetic honestly, transharmed (@pr3tty-p0rc3l41n)

Aspen - he prolly wont post, he doesnt feel shit.

Cody -uhhhhhh idk pathetic wet beast. transharmed but has a crazy high self esteem, self image

Kaia/Val - vamp, cute asf. im cool.

R0X13 - her names actually just Roxie she just insists it be typed like that- scene type ghost girl, pretty cool

Faye (the character) - Was dormant for...5ish months, a few things, pretty cool

The Puppetmaster - Human, he/him, owns Puppet.

Ben - Was dormant for a year, dating Faye insys

Michael - Prosecutor, fictive of Michael Distortion

Drusilla

AND!!!!! WE HAVE!!!! A PSYS!!!! @heavenisahandtohold and theyre just sdkljfsakjskdhdflkgf and like :00000000000000000000 they LIKE us????????? Anyways intro post isnt a place to ramble </3

where do we put collective ids? idk!!! Here ig!!!! Perma19 :) (also trans19. bodily we're in the 15-20 age range, but most alters are 19) also transvampire, transnpd, transdead, transcannibalised, transcannibal yeah nah idk what else chat

but heres the tag system

// puppet poetry Self explanatory. I write poems (primarily fairy, really. but this was the og tag)

Kurt my beloved<3 - Fairys boyfriend who she never stops talking abt

// my pretty doll <3

PLS READ: We're real bad with social shit so if we're making you uncomfy pls just tell us. we're not good at guessing, and i swear we wont get pissed. we might end up having a panic attack that we fucked up bad enough for you to leave (cos that has happened multiple times), but we'll just beg for forgiveness, not lash out.

[tireddovahkiin]

🐪, 🐒, and🐦!!

- @cheschivesboyfriend

Hi Jack :] haven't seen you in a while, I'm glad you stopped by ^^ and thank you for the ask, teehee

Link to the ask game!

🐪 - Who confessed first? How did it go?

Ohhh, boy. Did it go... The way it did. Buckle up.

For YEARS, there has been this TERRIBLY long lasting-love triangle. Pining between a dense cyborg who didn't get over his girl who left him for reasons, and at the same time is in love feels an enormous attachment to his best friend (me), a pretty gaslighting girlboss who had to fake her relationship with the dense cyborg bc of her job but rlly fell in love with him, and when his best friend found out they got angry and started hating on the girlboss, who didn't wanted that and wanted to get close to his best friend too (i wonder why), and an exhausted protective friend (me) who denied feelings for the sake of saving their friendship with the cyborg man, and 'hating' on the strangely very pretty girlboss with all their heart that left her boyfriend and then later returned just like that...

And then RAIDEN FORGIVING ROSE. LIKE RAIDEN WHAT THE FUCK BUDDY SHE MANIPULATED YO ASS AND YOU JUST- DO THAT LIKE BRUH

I avoided and refused speaking with Rose for almost a year bc i was heartbroken angry and dissapointed until she connected the dots, made her husband realize he's been in love with their best friends for years, and at the same time wanting to make things right between her and them, called me over and we had a big mutual confession and a GANG BAAANG YEEHAWWWW

And then the next morning I woke up in the bed with them, malfunctioned, and died from a heart attack

the end /j

(the whole thing is so complicated and even with a pinch of toxicity in there but ITS SO GOOD... I love it when things are a bit toxic. It's my guilty pleasure mmmmm...)

🐒 - Who is the big spoon, middle spoon and little spoon?

It depends on the mood. I adore being the middle spoon, although it CAN be uncomfy sometimes due to Raidens metallic body T0T but Rose smells nice so it's all good. I like Raiden to be the little spoon, and Rose the big spoon.

Raiden sometimes wishes to be held, so he goes to be the middle spoon, and Rose would be the little while I would be the big spoon. Rose doesn't really like to be squished in between, unless she's feeling particularly sad and needs comfort. But that is it.

🐦 What were your first date together?

Raiden and I are introverts, and I believe Rosemary is an ambivert/extrovert, can't really choose which one. Because of that, Rose suggested we have our official first date, as all three of us, at their home. We were going to order a take out (Rose cooking is a funeral for your taste buds, it's a canon thing in the games btw), watch a movie and cuddle around.

After preparing some snacks, I remember entering the living room, only to see Rose and Jack (yes that is Raidens real name LMAO HAHA) INVITING ME TO SIT IN THEIR LAPS-

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So there I was, sitting there and leaning on both of them, TRYING to watch a film as the two were messing around with me, obviously having something else in mind -_- we later ate food (actually Rose feeding us two LOL) and after the movie I was so tired I fell asleep much to their amusement XP

[problematicbyler]

my question with a lot of the takes that i’ve seen where they want to draw a line somewhere, whether that be at fantasizing or specificity or the takes being boring is like,, do they not read smut? ik some people don’t and that’s obviously fine like don’t read something if you don’t want to read it. but i feel like ive seen a lot of people say “stop having weird boring takes and actually write a fic instead of just fantasizing about it” and i think that’s such a strange take because something tells me not one of those people would be happier having more explicit fics saturate ao3. to me a lot of this feels like people are personally uncomfy with more nsfw content (which again is Obviously fine everyone has their own limits which should be respected and i don’t think anyone who just is saying nah it’s not for me and not making it a moral issue should be called puritans especially cuz sex can be a really sensitive topic for some people and i think those people generally understand the nuances a lot better than others who are throwing out allegations) and want their discomfort validated or maybe just want to understand it more themselves so they jump to one of these limitations. they don’t want to say they’re completely uncomfortable with sex because they’re probably not!! there’s just something that specifically seems to irk them about this situation and they want to publicize that in a way that makes them and anyone else who sees their take feel like they are objectively right and not being mean or against sex. i bet some of them have read smut (for other fandoms or even for byler) and maybe even enjoyed it but maybe felt icky or guilty and they want to justify that and not feel like they’re the weird ones or too sensitive or like kink shaming. i also bet some of them haven’t read any smut and don’t understand that it’s not all self insert (not that there’s anything wrong with that but tbh ive seen none of that on ao3 for byler and ive seen a lot of takes saying people want to have sec with teens and are making self insert fantasies about it when ive seen actually zero evidence of anyone doing that) and that it’s mostly using these characters who we love and project onto as vessels to explore different scenarios (emotional and physical) in a safe place that anyone who knows what they don’t like and knows how to read tags on ao3 won’t be negatively affected by.

(i also just want to say that the take that it’s boring and lazy content is so silly considering head cannons are literally the backbone of any fandom like we are all here to put them in situations we don’t already see them in in canon and ���fantasize” about how they would react (except for people might use the word “think” or “speculate” when referring to non explicit head cannons) and also the fact that there’s a non explicit polls account that doesn’t get any flack for posting polls with the same level of frivolousness (not a bad thing, i like them too) and those are allowed to be just good old fun but once you add sex to the mix suddenly everyone only wants content that is serious and exclusively canon relevant)

yes!!!! being uncomfy with smut is fine!!!! but moralizing it and shaming people who do like smut is not fine!!!! all we are asking is for people to mind their own business and take control of curating their online experiences instead of taking it out on people for making content they don't like!!!

and yes!!! why are headcanons considered gross sexualized fantasies? like to me so much of sex is psychological so when i'm talking about kinks or who likes x thing more or what their sexual dynamic is like.... to me that's just another level of analysis and examining the character.

nothing further to add because i 100000000% agree to all of the above. thank you for the message!

[jenyifer]

‘‘Twas the night before Only Friends Episode 9 and all the the insane brain of Jenny’s no creature was stirring not even a— wait. Wait. Wait. I didn’t talk about that Atom kid. I know there are plenty of characters I rarely talk about Mew because of lingering uncomfy feelings for an ex that probably make me hate him more than I should, Top who I do love but is connected to Mew so… ehhh? And SandRay who I absolutely adore but feel like plenty of other people on Tumblr have meaningful discussion on those two and my contribution would be meaningless (plz don’t stop writing about them everyone else I have to consume an hour of that content a day so.. keep it up). But Atom and Daddy Dan are important to my BostonNickverse and I’ve yet to dissect them. Hop into the soup pot Boys. It’s time for BRAIN SOUP WITH JENNY.

I hate them.

Oh let me expand on that. Atom is one of those girls who you console about their “shitty” boyfriend then they want to make out because you know… you’ve been such a good friend and they have NEVER been with a girl before. Boston has to see 100% through this but since he is on the rebound from Nick he’s going to give in. I think it’s strange Atom doesn’t go to talk to his sister. They seem to be close in age but he isn’t trusting Cheum just…. Talking to her bestie… fucking her friend… very weird. Can’t trust him. I’d say he was being paid by Mew or Top to fuck with Boston as punishment but Atom’s convo about when did Boston realize he was gay makes me walk that statement back. Too genuine. I also toyed with the idea that Atom had eyes for Boston before but upon watching ep3 again I’m thinking nope. I think Atom will be obsessed with Boston possibly try get get revenge when Boston goes to go save Nick from “Daddy Dan” 🤢

Speaking ofDan I’m all for kink. However what I’m not into is power imbalance. Repeat after me kids “Anyone who has power over you shouldn’t have access to your bed.” Nick needs this job desperately I’ve made an entire essay about this. Also Boston has mentally fried the poor boy so any affection seems like a good idea. Nick is certainly not at fault he is going to be a victim. Now how do I think he’ll react to Boston saving him… not well? We still have plenty for episodes for the recovery and Atom’s revenge. He isn’t in the opening for nothing.

[cricketnationrise]

HELLO!!! ♡ For your ficlet fest: 06:22, Kensington Palace, David. 👀

HI EVIE! I saw your prompt and immediately started writing :D Hope you love it!

Want your own ficlet? Rules here!

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kensington palace, 6:22am

David wakes up suddenly to a strange sound. It was a weird sort of wind sound, but he was curled up on his inside bed – there isn’t any wind inside. He closes his eyes again and settles down to sleep some more. Then the noise comes again, and this time David thinks it sounds wetter somehow. He raises his neck up to look around in confusion – there definitely isn’t any rain inside. The third time the noise happens, David realizes it's coming from the big bed that he isn’t allowed on. It’s such a tall bed that David can’t actually see what’s causing the noise. He gets up and shakes the sleep off his limbs, and then jumps from the floor to the super uncomfy padded bench at the foot of the bed and peeks his head over the edge of the mattress. The sight that greets him makes his ears droop and a whine builds in his throat.

His Henry is awake before his alarm. That isn’t so unusual, even in the few weeks since he met His Henry, he’s had terrible sleep patterns. Not like David. David plays hard all day, sniffing and running and following His Henry around the hallways and grassy mazes until he’s eventually so tired he just sort of collapses wherever he is and sleeps until the big noise that means it's time to get up blares through the room. But His Henry doesn’t sleep that much. David sometimes wakes up to His Henry sitting on the floor and petting him, long before the sky gets light.

But today, His Henry is still in his bed, and he’s curled up, sort of like David does when he sleeps. But His Henry isn’t relaxed – he’s clutching at the blankets and his whole body is shaking and there’s wetness on his face and oh— His Henry is crying. David doesn’t think before springing onto the mattress and padding over to His Henry’s pillows. His Henry’s eyes are screwed shut – he doesn’t seem to notice that David is here at all, actually. So David climbs over His Henry’s arm and curls up in the small space between his chest and his chin, pressing his body as much as possible against His Henry’s cooled skin, willing some of his body heat to help.

His Henry keeps crying a little longer but then shudders hard and abruptly freezes at the feeling of David against his chest.

“D-david? What – hic – you’re not supposed to—”

David cuts off any more words of protest by licking up His Henry’s chin and cheeks. His Henry should relax about the ‘rules’ and pet him. It’ll make him feel better.

“Blegh. I suppose you think that was a – hic – gift of some sort.” David does. His Henry is still sniffling a bit, but there’s a smile trying to break through the grim set of his mouth. His Henry shoves himself to a sitting position against the pile of pillows, and David takes the opportunity to jump fully into his lap, tail wagging like crazy. 

“Oof! You watch those paws mister,” His Henry says, trying to be stern, but his hands come up and scritch behind David’s ears and stroke his back. David wags his tail even harder and pushes his head into the feeling. 

“You’re a good boy, yes you are. Coming up here all on your own to pull me out of my dream. Good boy.”

David’s tail wags even harder in triumph. His Henry isn’t crying anymore! And David helped! David should get pets for a while and then they should go outside so David can find all the new smells that happened since yesterday. David has the best ideas, His Henry should listen to him more often.

“Alright, stop barking, you’ll wake the whole wing,” His Henry chuckles, still petting him. “How’s this for a plan, hm? I’ll keep petting you until my alarm goes off in eight minutes, and then we’ll go outside for a long walk around the grounds. Sound good?”

David woofs quietly and lets himself sag all over His Henry’s lap. Helping His Henry, pets, and a long walk: it’s a good morning.

[anxiety-potato]

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𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓜𝔂 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓰

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♥︎ Hi there! I am The Anxiety Potato, the reason why for my name is because you could leave me to rot and I'd still somehow grow, just like a potato and the anxiety part is just simple because I am riddled with with the horrible feeling of anxiousness. Anyways, this is my bio, and here's everything you'd need to know! ♥︎

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These are things that I think you should know. My pronouns are any/all, I'm comfortable with any pronouns as long as they're not in the means of making fun of me or others who put pronouns in their bio. I'm also autistic, so sometimes I don't catch onto social cues or come off being a smartass. If I do come off that way, please tell me what it was I said that made it seem that way so I can correct it in the future. I am 23, so this is an 18+ account. I simply feel uncomfy with minors following/messaging me since I am an adult, and I'll be making and reblogging some content that is on the more spicy side and not for kids. So, anyone who is a minor or doesn't have at least 18+ in their bio will be blocked for their safety. Also, I will be posting things like my art, photos of things that I found neat, glitches from my games (looking at you sims 4), my doggo and cats, and just random things.

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I enjoy art of any kind folklore, horror, mysteries, animals (opussoms are my fav), video games, reading, dinosuars (I know these are also animals), fall, writting, cheesecake, the color sage green and sunflower yellow, though I do enjoy almost every color.

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I do not enjoy terfs, gatekeeping, toxic people (especially in the art community, seriously stop picking on new artists and artists that have certain style that you don't like, then claim its criticism, It's not. Criticism is not bullying someone off a plateform.), bright neon colors (I won't be mean to you if you like bright colors, I just have really crappy eyes and it hurts to look at them. The only bright color that doesn't hurt my eyes is most yellows for some strange reason), AI art, abusers of any kind, pedos, sexism, racism, anti-lgbtq+.

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♥︎ I think this is all you guys need to know about me. I hope that I made this well and that you were able to read this since I am dyslexic. The gif used came from the tumbler gif search bar under "sunflower" since while looking for photos and gifs on Pinterest and Google a lot of AI generated images kept popping up and I was afraid I'd accidentally download an ai image to use for this. I also hope that you'll enjoy my posts and everyone's posts on here! ♥︎

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P.s. The gif used came from the tumbler gif search bar under "sunflower" since while looking for photos and gifs on Pinterest and Google a lot of AI generated images kept popping up and I was afraid I'd accidentally download an AI image that went under my radar to use.