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To any who it may interest, I’ve moved my account to Bluesky.

That’s @handfulofseagulls.bsky.social

Goodbye tumblr, I’ve had enough of people pulling on my heartstrings in my messages from people I hoped to spend my life with.

Hopefully I’ll see some of the people who followed me there though

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In my experience people actually go insane about fat tummy all the time but are afraid to publicly express it so you have to do it for them. Anyways reblog if you would make out with someone’s fat tummy, want someone to make out with your tummy, or if you think the united states needs to violently topple their two party liberal democracy if it wants any hope of progressing further left of neoliberal capitalism

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Love seeing something from TikTok and going “girlie that is literally what led to the downfall of the Papal States”

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If you want to get started on this today, comrades, you are in luck. Four Thieves Vinegar Collective has the tools to help get you off the ground.

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Under full communism all girls will have really cute round soft tummies.

"Because starvation will be eradicated and everyone will have equal access to food?"

"Because ending the diet and beauty industry by removing their profit motive will allow space for healthier beauty standards and a less fatphobic society?"

No. Because feederism kinks will simply be mandated. Marx wrote heavily about this.

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Neurospicy feeder here ~ ! 💕✨

reblog this if:

you’re fat

queer af

trans

neurodivergent

feedee

feeder

I wanna follow more of you 💚🏳️‍🌈🐮

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“Groovy ~ 💫✨”

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Feel like I got called out lol

✨💕🍰💕✨

The transition from people-pleaser to pleasure Dom is the perfect character arc for a feeder.

I think it's the linguistic changes that stood out to me first:

“Can I help at all?” became “Let me get that for you.”

"Is everything alright?" shifted to "You look like you need some more."

"Are you sure you're full? evolved into "I know you need more."

What I like about being a pleasure Dom, as I continue to heal from people pleasing, is that - with already-established trust and intimacy - you are allowed to know what your lover needs, not merely ask. The extra senses you develop to please others and maintain your safety remain as sharp as ever, but transform from a reactive to a proactive orientation.

You don't please others to prevent something bad from happening, you please others because you want them to feel pleasure. I want my partners' every desire to be fulfilled because it is a joyous thing to see someone's physical and emotional form distilled to its most bare form - moaning, breathing deeply, eyes lolling into the back of their skull.

Fatness is important here, too: there's something particularly instructive about a fat body amidst pleasure. Rollicking hills of flesh bounce and shift and roil and churn with each pinprick and tidal wave of pleasure that washes over the body. It's art, really.

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robot hrt would be painful but so fucking worth it

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i'm fucking choking

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Circling the equator of the Radial homeworld is a colossal hypercane, a storm so monolithic it is continental in scale.

Because of this phenomenon the single continent of this planet has bouts of extreme dry prairies, followed by seasons of intense downpour.

There are no lights that can be seen from the planet's surface, save for the occasional lightning strike in the center of the super storm.

For even the colossal arcologies of the radial empire are completely enclosed to protect their populace from the effects of the hypercane.

A true ecumenopolis, completely silent to the outside stars.

If it weren't for the colossal orbital ring built around their planet, one would assume the planet was devoid of intelligent life.

A colossal monorail, held by supports the width of entire stadiums; their bridge to the cosmos, their bridge to their religious pilgrimage to the heavens.

Like the Tower of Babel, but built to last.

Welcome to Agurh, the throne world of the radial empire.

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I think 90% of conspiracy theorists would be a lot happier if they just bit the bullet and got into creative writing