#freeness

[photolable]

Gardenia flower.

We can improve our civilization to help nature.

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[beyond-mogai-pride-flags]

Labelfree Pride Flag

Labelfree or label-free: being free of labels.

Similar to zero label or unlabeled. It can be an umbrella term for genderfree and orientationfree people, plus more forms of self-identification, for example.

[0m3n-0f-d3ath]

Kat and Lily doooodles 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

[arterioleboy]

NSFW Scarecrow Headcanons

nsfw scarecrow headcanons Again... more general this time. i deleted the arkham one bcus i thought it was too explicit..

Click Keep Reading to see my opinons

this is kind of silly but i feel like he's embarrassed to buy lube so he uses lotion or hand cream, and his dick is shiny and moisturized bcus of it lol i also think he is probably uncircumcised and was never taught that well how to clean his junk. hes gotten the hang of it but there were definitely some serious smegma years

I think he's generally embarrassed about sex stuff. his heart's desire is to take on a submissive role in the bedroom but he's nervous to show his soft underbelly to the evil bullies of the world... so he usually doesnt engage in sex with others and stays in his fear gooncave gooning and edging his dingaling to 100 scariest horror movie moments compilation

he is deeply terrified of vulnerability, which prevents him from engaging in relationships with others. but also the fear sort of turns him on... so he has a bit of a fantasy of others seeing him in his most vulnerable state and taking advantage of his fear for their own sexual gratification. the thought of being scared somehow turns him on a lot more than scaring others... perhaps because deep down he wants to be cut open and laid out like a specimen. he wants ppl to prod and poke and understand, even tho hes terrified of what might become of it.

bcus of his trauma he feels he must always be cutthroat and hard, and in a sexual scenario he may default to this out of instinct or fear, but i think wat he truly wants most of all is to be overpowered, made soft and accepting, made utterly terrified by his partner. in his sickest dreams they use this softness to hurt him and fuel their theoretical malignant fetishes. but in his sweetest dreams... they break him open only to love him back together, better than before. the process is bloody and erotic and romantic and delicious and slow and disgusting and wonderful like a heaven made of living flesh. sometimes he gets off to the very idea that he has a human soul, a bloody pulsing heart buried deep inside him, something he can pull out and hold in his hands and drink and fuck and spread all over and inside a patient lover

[0nlyhere4phil]

i don't think i will ever be able to get over how they're still here making content for us cause we're still here, and they're just proudly out being happy and doing whatever they want. like genuinely it's so mind boggling that im just watching spooky week 2024 with a very very happy and a very very gay dan and phil.

[karrenkitty]

[churrobear]

i need to talk about goga this season because why he kindaaa 😳

the progression of Goga’s glow up needed to be studied and brought up eventually, so here I am 😌

I’d say the overall contributions to his glow up was his improved ball skills and increased playing time, fashion choices, & self-improvement.

not to mention any growth in his personal life like relationships or friendships he might have gained that we don’t see ✨

More details in the tags 😚 🪄

[indigosfindings]

my alien friend: on my planet "Night Club" is the most powerful weapon

me: what im saying is that at this point "at the club" is less about a literal place and more about like an abstract ideal of Freeness

my alien friend: every day we use the Night Club to defeat the sun

[jelloia]

was feeling nostalgic about summer arriving today, what with the fresh leaves on the trees, the lighter glow to the sun's rays, the humidity clogging the air and the smell of new growth, and i realized what it reminded me of...

studio ghibli music <3

[postersbykeith]

[spanked-kay]

A rough day for me.. had a malfunction at 4 am and basically wet the bed completely. I didn’t wanna stay in my mess so I ditched the diaper and slept on the couch. Then that barebum feeling took over and I fell back asleep with no protection. Pretty sure there was no accidents on the couch though. Then I had to clean and wash all the bedding this morning. I never did get a pull up or diaper on for the day. Daddy is less than impressed. I probably deserve to be kept in this diaper until it’s fully used tomorrow.

Does anyone else get that desire to just run free barebum? Like a little just getting out of a bedtime bath, throw a nightie on, and just run barebum and feel the freeness and innocence in that moment? Maybe sat down in front of daddy well he brushes your hair and you watch your fave show snuggled with your stuffy before being diapered and given a bedtime bottle?

[inkdrinkerworld]

Hi my luv, can I request for sunshine reader explaining the concept of girl math to post prison spencer? I think it would be amusing

Only if you want to! Thank you and take care always! 🫶

As a man of maths and science, Spencer can’t get behind girl maths. He’s tried, he really has but still you explain it to him every time you come home excited about a package left on your door and he’s just lost.

“It was free Spence!” He doesn’t think it was. You’re holding a box of books, all your favourite authors and some of Spencer’s. 

“Was it actually?” You roll your eyes, Spencer isn't being fun today. 

“I paid for them all last month, and I didn’t have to pay for anything this month. So they’re free, girl maths.” 

You cut open the box, pulling out all your books and holding some out to Spencer. “I even got you some. It’s new science fiction by that author you like.” 

Spencer smiles and kisses your palm. “Thank you, angel.” 

You blush, “You’re welcome, Spence. Enjoy the freeness of your newest reads.” 

He laughs, tugging you closer to him as he sets the books aside. “They weren’t free. I don’t get your girl math.” 

You sigh dramatically, laying your head on his collarbone. “I’ll explain it to you again. If I have cash and use it to buy something and not my card, it’s free. If I make a return on something and get money back and buy something with that money, it’s also free. And, if I made a purchase months ago and it arrives say, a month later, it was free because I don’t have to spend any money at that moment.” 

Spencer still doesn’t get it, but he bites his tongue from the criticisms he wants to add to the logic.

He just hums and kisses your forehead, watching you as you pull out your most anticipated read of the year. 

“Can we read together tonight? We can have tea and chocolates instead of dinner.” You’re hopeful and your smile makes Spencer’s heart race. 

“We can read together, but I think we can share a sandwich and then have tea and chocolates after dinner.” You ‘boo’ and Spencer pinches at your side making you squeal and bat his hand away as he smiles.

[cupidlovesastro]

𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆- 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆

earth dominant- stableness, physical touch, strength, grounding, financial gain, secureness, loyalty, gift giving, relaxation, easy going relationship, dependency, acts of service, sensuality, physicality

water dominant- lots of compassion, empathy, nurturing love, going with the flow, dreamy energy, intuitively knowing the other, depth, vulnerability, openness, attentiveness, physical touch, sensual, forgiving

air dominant- quality time, talkative, interactive relationship, not taking things too seriously/ deeply, intellectual conversation, freeness, being logical with one another, friendliness

fire dominant- energetic relationship, spontaneous energy, optimism, stimulation, adventurous, freeness, open mindedness, confidence, attentiveness, allowing independence

dividers by @anitalenia

[blckbarbiedoll]

Is Somebody Gonna Match My Freak? (Wade Wilson x f!black!reader)

CONTAINS NSFW CONTENT (mentions of oral sex, p in v sex, swearing, Wade in general) probably ooc, cheesy nicknames, wrote this in the middle of the night 😭🙏🏾

based on this post by @megantheestallion-ismypresident

word count: 1.2k

Never in a million years did you expect to be dating a mercenary. More specifically, Deadpool himself. And never in a million years did you expect to find a boyfriend that matched your freak (and stamina).

When Wade learned what you did for a living, he didn’t turn away like past lovers. Instead, he embraced your sexual freeness. Encouraged it even.

“That’s fucking awesome.”

“Really? It doesn’t bother you?”

You both laid under the covers in his bed, a thin layer of sweat on your bodies. He passed a freshly lit blunt to you after taking a puff for himself.

“Baby, I literally crack skulls for a living. I’m not in a position to judge anyone’s occupation here.”

“Guys usually run for the hills when I tell them.”

“Girls usually run for the hills when they find out what I do. Not to mention when I take the mask off. And yet, here you are.” He took the blunt from in between your fingers. “So either you really like me, or you’re just as fucked up as I am, peanut.”

“Both?”

“Both sounds about right.” You both chuckled and kissed each other softly, basking in the afterglow of your pleasure.

Although most of the time you would film alone (which you didn’t mind), Wade would join on occasion. And it seemed that whenever he did, your views skyrocketed. Usually, only his fingers or his dick would make an appearance on your channel. Not only was he a mercenary with too many people out looking for him, but he was convinced that his face wouldn’t appeal to your audience.

“Trust me, babe, this ugly mug is the last thing people wanna see when they’re rubbing one out.”

“Really? ‘Cause your face is the first thing that comes to my mind.”

“You and the readers both.”

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

You and Wade had returned from your weekly date night, which also happened to be one of your filming days. He was about to follow the routine of leaving you to it and going into the living room to wait for you. That was until you called him.

“Wade?”

“Yes, sugar bear?” He stuck his head in the doorway.

“Don’t you wanna join me?” You slowly slipped off the dress that hugged your curves, letting it drop to the floor. The absence of the dress revealed a matching red lace set. “I bought this for you.”

His mouth fell slightly agape at the sight of you. If this was a cartoon, he’d have big heart eyes. “Fuck.” Was all he could say in response.

“Is that a yes?”

“That’s a big fuck yes!” He kicked the door shut as he walked closer to you, lifting his t-shirt off in one swift motion.

“Hold on.” You grabbed your camera and tripod, making sure to set it at the right angle. After checking the video and sound quality, you grabbed Wade’s hand and led him over to the bed.

“Camera’s a little high there. Don’t wanna accidentally catch a glimpse of my face. It’ll crack the lens.”

“Would you stop? You are so fucking hot.”

“Well, that makes one person who thinks so.”

“Babe, I’m serious. I wanna record us for real. And not just one part of you. I wanna be able to look back on a video of us. All of us.”

”It’s that important to you?”

“Yes. And if you really don’t like it, I won’t post it. It’ll be just for us.” You looked up at him with your big brown eyes, practically begging him.

He sighed and scratched the back of his head. “You know I can’t say no to you, chocolate drop.”

“I know.”

“Alright, fine. But you better get my good side.”

And that’s how you found yourself in this position (literally and figuratively). Wade had already eaten you out twice with a blowjob in the middle of each of them. But now, he had you on your back, hips in the air as he ruthlessly thrusted into you.

Almost a hour into recording, you both were in a trance. His large hands held your hips up so he could fuck into you easily. Your leg was thrown over his shoulder, allowing him to hit all the right spots. You gripped onto his toned arms for support, feeling the divets in his skin under your fingers. “So good, baby.” You barely breathed out. He was fucking your brain to mush and he knew it.

“Yeah? You like this dick inside you?” He harshly grunted, not taking his eyes off of you for a second. “You like when I fuck you like this for everyone to see?”

Your nails dug into his skin as you threw your head back against the mattress. “Yes.” It was barely even a whisper, but it was all you could say given your current state.

He moved one of his hands up your leg that was rested against his shoulder. He gripped your ankle and pressed soft kisses against it. “You’re so fucking gorgeous. Gonna make me cum just looking at you.”

"Oh my god." You gasped, feeling your orgasm build with each thrust.

He looked between you and the camera before turning your head to look straight at the lens. "Show everyone how good you can take me."

“Wade.” You whined. “Please.”

“Please what, pretty girl? Tell me what you want.”

“Make me cum. Please?”

There goes those eyes again. The ones that could make Wade do anything and everything you wanted. How could he deny his pretty baby?

"Is that it?" He reached down to circle your aching clit with his thumb. "You wanna cum on my dick?"

"Fuck!" You gasped at the feeling. "Yes!"

He lifted your other leg onto his shoulder and bent down to kiss you. He had you folded like a fucking pretzel and you were loving every second of it.

"Holy shit, baby." He groaned. "I'm fucking close."

"Inside me."

"Yeah? You sure?"

"Please? I wanna feel you fill me up."

"Motherfucker." His grip on your hips was getting tighter, and his thrusts got sloppy. "You're close, aren't you?"

"Mhm."

"I know. I can feel you fucking squeezing me."

"Oh, god." You felt your pleasure building in your lower stomach. Wade continued his movements until you finally finished. "Fuck, Wade!"

"That't it, baby. Cum all around my dick."

His breath hitched in his throat as you felt his hot release fill you up. He waited a few moments before gently sliding out of you and falling down onto the mattress.

"Fuck." You sighed. "That was..."

"Really fucking good."

"Yeah. Really fucking good." You leaned over to grab the camera, pausing the recording. "Ready to see?"

"I guess."

He sat up as you played the video. His face went from a grimace to complete awe. Once he saw the both of you and how your bodies moved together, he was done for.

"So?"

"Can you send that to me?"

You laughed and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "Of course."

"You should peg me."

"I have pegged you."

"On camera."

"Really?"

"Hell yeah."

"The viewers would love that."

"So would the readers."

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't worry about it. Go get the strap."

[plaidos]

the most tma aspect is probably space but what’s the most tma class .. witch or maid seem pretty obvious but i could see arguments for thief as well. Anyways Maid of Space most tma classpect yes/no

its very funny to just walk in with the assumption that space is the most tma class when i think were literally yet to meet somebody canonically transfeminine with the space aspect lol. like breath, the aspect about personal agency, decisions, freeness -- that strikes me as more obvious

[juniperpyre]

drabble for @hoziermicrofics april day twelve prompt: precious

100 words, james pov, rated G, @jilymicrofics

Lily stirred at Harry’s cries. 

“Shush, love, mama’s sleeping,” James whispered, bouncing Harry how Lily did. 

Harry gurgled. James rested Harry on his shoulder and rubbed Lily’s back, soothing her to sleep. Her breaths seemed lighter. Another change had come upon her, months of rest passed, calm and joy and freeness, love for their child unburdening her.  

James hummed a lullaby; Lily and Harry mellowed deeper into sleep. A memory floated up, the same room, the same tune, James small in his mother’s arms. He settled on the bed, in the curl of Lily’s legs, everything precious under his touch.