mr vintage man, after our conversation yesterday...i cannot believe this exists

Ooooh sshhiiiiiiit.

It exists!

Hahahahsshashugyd5dihxt7s6rsitxurd46s.

so many of part 6’s shots are just lovely.

Wet dream for Kabuto.

Bound but not gagged, Kabuto is at Konans mercy. Only hands and toys, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her own body. He can look though, she's dressed the part of dominatrix. He's her pawn now not orochimaru's, she gives the orders, and he hasn't been given permission to cum yet. A rule he didn't abide to because just as she's brought him to the edge for a 5th time, he let's go. "I didn't say you could" she's says grabbing his face to make him look at her. "Now you get punished."

@heavenlypaper

Send my muse a wet dream and they will rate it on how they wake up:

4. Very aroused

"M-my god, what a dream!" He says as he sat up from his bed, his erection denting and slightly soaking his pants. He had wet dreams of women before, but an intense on like that was new to him. Especially when the woman in question was Konan of the Akatsuki.

Despite that at this point, he would've touched himself to at least "finish" and let him carry on his day, but because of the intensity of the dream. It left him feeling stunned and amazed that he didn't want to at all.

Even in the waking world during that day, he had been looking physically shaken and uneasy as he had been subconsciously withholding his own orgasm obediently despite not having a reason to all day.

Maybe... he should see exactly how bdsm works and what if he could be into it too...

can i say something. for years i thought the joke of the song short skirt/long jacket by cake was that he wanted a woman who was hung like a horse. like i thought when he says jacket it was a last-second fakeout because he very obviously meant to say cock. and the rest of the things in the song were just her personality and interests. which were secondary to her awesome penis

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

l only recently got into this damn podcast

Mhmmm !!! You know what I seek :p

LUCY & MAXIMUS Fallout Episode 7, 'The Radio'

big fan of the trope that is separate hero teams working with their respective bats but not knowing that they're Bats- and once they find out they go "Batman has KIDS?!?" but once it's known it becomes SO BLARINGLY OBVIOUS. the "how did we not notice before" kind of obvious.

Dick's glare (once you've done something to deserve it) definitely rivals Batman's. Jason's confident and sly smirks whenever he solves something can be seen on the Bat every time he's working. Tim's 'displeased and thinking' face is all Batman. Not to mention all of them lurk in the shadows and appear out of nowhere 90% of the time and are all crazy smart. Of course, if you told any of them that they were acting like Batman they'd throw up on the spot.

Drawings I did for the one piece day but I was late so I'm posting now 😤❤

can't wait to see the episode! 😤🔥🔥

Can We Start Over?

some misc Barn & Wally doodles from the past week or so <3 i heart them

Cant believe they carried the entire show and nothing bad happened to them ever. and they were t4t

Rise!Leo reassuring mm!Leo that everything will be okay cus we need some wholesome shit in the fandom rn smh. (For me the relationship between mm!Leo and Rise!Leo is that mm!Leo will act annoyed when he is around R!leo but in actuality, he adores the shit out of that smug asshole.) (This is also an apology comic for being gone for so long, save me guys, school in not letting me go frfrfrfr)

this year my challenge for everyone is to unlearn the association between love and morality. love is not something that is inherently morally good, and the absence of love is not something that is inherently bad. sex without love isn't morally bankrupt, it's just an action. people without love aren't less kind or less good, they're just people. when we can get past this false (and often unnoticed) dichotomy of good love/evil lovelessness then i think we are going to be able to take leaps and bounds in sex positivity, aro advocacy, certain discussions of mental health...