hyenaboycunt

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i love time loop posts but they always lose me when they talk about it ending in finite iterations. no, i want my time loops going literally forever. the "final" day exists after the asymptote. both of us will be broken shells of whatever happens to minds that have crystalized by direct exposure to infinity itself. there was no escape. there is no escape. there will be no escape. even after the loop, our minds worn down to mere vehicles that move through our final perfect day, we will continue our consensus dance until our terminus. that is to say, i will eventually face actual consequences for doing this to you, but neither of us will survive to comprehend it in any way that matters. you will bear my perfected art upon your body and mind, even in your infinite-finite death.

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them breathlessly panting out “thank you” repeatedly as they pound into you😵‍💫💗

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its so sad when a fanfic trope initially centered around noncon/dubcon gets popular enough that it turns into a watered down extremely consensual healthy-relationship version of it

as retribution i think i'm going to start taking vanilla tropes and making them noncon. the barista is putting roofies in the coffee. there's only one bed and the other guy is getting chained to the radiator. there's no social or legal protections for assault within soulmate matches

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Ok as much as I understand the reason why a sub would say "You can/Please do anything you want to me" ... as someone who's primarily a dom, I hate hearing it 😭 I'm someone who cannot slip into kinky stuff and be fine just checking in/asking along the way. WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM MEEEEEEE ??? TELL ME EXPLICITLY BEFOREHAND SO I CAN PREPARE MY SCRIPTS AND BEHAVIORS . Furthermore I hate it when I tell a sub this and then they say "I want whatever you want, sir~" Like, baby, you're so sweet, but what I want is a 2000 word depraved fantasy (and the psychological aspects of that fantasy) on my desk by the end of the day. For my Purposes™.

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Life's about the small moments. Like getting up to use the restroom after being thoroughly ruined and immediately being confronted by the mirror and the gorgeous fucked-apart mess your owner made and realizing that's you. You made it and you're beautiful and they're waiting for you in the other room. Feel those brief moments of lucidity slip away as you lose yourselves in each other's love and you can almost believe in a heaven again somewhere between your restless bodies and ocean-calm hearts

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people who dont wanna fuck a furry whos just an animal that talks. skill issue. im using cat yzma as a fleshlight

epic

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I fucking love being blond. I look so hot and so very fucking gay.

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okay i lied put your clothes back on we're not having sex i'm fundamentally evil and i need you to kill me

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Achieving my ideal sex life by having the kind of relationships that blur five different lines and don't fall nicely into relationship diagrams.

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It's got the comfortable pressure of a compression garment. It's a snug-fit shirt that will never come untucked. It fulfills my kink of like. "every piece of clothing I'm wearing is visible" without having to go commando. Perfect garment.

I fucking love leotards. They're good to see, sure. But wearing them? Fucking perfection.

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I fucking love leotards. They're good to see, sure. But wearing them? Fucking perfection.

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They call me Johnny Six-Bowls. No, I don't smoke weed, it's - yeah, I know. It's cause when I cook I need a buncha those little bowls to put my stuff in. You know, cut up veggies and stuff. What's the word. Mise en place. Yeah. So I gotta have a bunch of em with stuff all prepped before I start. Elsewise it's all chaos. Anyway. You here to duel? Or should I give you head

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We all know about puppy girl gfs but what if they were service dog puppy girls?

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I have no idea how to groom bush but still be leg- and tummy-hairy. Where's the line. I'm gonna end up actually looking at porn for research purposes. Stupid problem to have.

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One of the things that I really enjoyed about my last hookup was just like. Sharing the bed after. Being able to lay my hand on his skin or cuddle up close and be the big spoon. He's shorter than me and thin enough that I'd nearly call him scrawny. Being able to wrap my arm all the way around his chest and curl my legs up against his was sweet and comfortable.

He's also been like. Refreshingly normal about things. We knew beforehand where emotions and that stuff stood. After it was just a chill little debrief and check-in. I'm so used to people changing after I've slept with them that I didn't even realize I was bracing for it.

Honestly if anything has changed then it's a mild drop in sexual tension, haha. Not a drop in sexually charged or inviting interactions though. Just less tension because we finally got around to answering "this is what it would be like" instead of having that question hanging over us.

Turns out that when they're chill and communicative that it is actually possible to fuck your friends. Woo!

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*kisses you while you're in the middle of infodumping* Sorry, you're just being really sexy right now. Continue.

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Getting railed in the ass so hard that I can only whimper is already amazing, but when my aching, dripping cunt goes completely ignored? Perfection.