Imagine I’m hit with a curse where depending on what’s said to me, I change to match it

Like if you call me ur doll, my joints stiffen up and I fall to the floor, arms and legs spread and holes ready to be the perfect sex doll

Call me a cow? My tits swell with milk as a tail grows above my growing ass and horns and ears grow in. Eventually my udders get so big all I can do is crawl

Say I’m a dumb bimbo? My curves and lips grow and I can feel my iq drip out of my pussy and I become a horny giggling mess

Hey there! I hope you’re having a good day. I just saw a post you made about Dream’s type romantically. Thoughts on Calliope and Dream’s relationship specifically? It always stands out to me how though Dream has had a number of lovers throughout the millennia, Calliope is the only one he married. (And of course, Melissanthi Mahut and Tom Sturridge’s blistering chemistry in the show is an additional component for me xD but feel free to respond only based on the comics if you wish!)

Hey, always happy to see your asks in my inbox!

So, first of all; I don’t care what everyone else thinks:

Dream and Calliope are the OTP even though I’m not a shipper. There, I said it, hit me over the head with a hammer, I live well in that tiny little corner of fandom 🤣

Conceptually, they are very, very alike. There is definitely something in there about dreams marrying epic poetry (and eloquence!) that’s just so on the nose.

But I also can’t help thinking: Slight power imbalance maybe, and we also get this more directly via the “all gods get born and die in the Dreaming.” I think often about how this would have played out for them once Calliope’s last worshippers have died—it’s certainly a tough one, even if their relationship hadn’t soured.

But even so: She is the Muse of Epic Poetry, he is the Prince of Stories, so there is A LOT of overlap between what they stand for. And hence, a lot of mutual understanding. They always struck me as *getting* each other (probably why they fell in love in the first place)—until they didn’t. The fact they didn’t live together was good for them I think, because thoughts need to be allowed freedom to form and develop. Plus, there’s also a lot to be said for Calliope keeping her independence that way. Not just in terms of personhood, but again if you think of how she was essentially created in, and will return to, the Dreaming. It’s probably wise for her (in conceptual terms) not to hang out there ALL the time?

She seems a lot more grounded in the mortal world than Dream is though. I always thought that was down to the fact that humans know her, as in actively worship her/ask her for inspiration, which must make her much closer in a way? Because bar a few, no one really *knows* Dream exists, although everyone does, if that makes any sense? Mortals know him on a subconscious level (that’s why he’s forever nebulous and *lonely*), but people know Calliope as a deity and seek connection explicitly. I’m not sure what I’m trying to say here, but to me, that was always a reason why, although a goddess, she seemed far less removed from the mortal plight than Dream was (at least when they were still an item—we all know he changed, even if he didn’t admit it [well, he did in the end to Nuala, which is a whole ‘nother topic]).

And when I think about why they didn’t work out, I can only think: “Orpheus”.

I mean yes, she said that they were already starting to drift apart slightly before she was with child, but there was still a lot of love between them even so. I think the death knell was to have a child on these wonky foundations. Why they did, we’ll never know.

Conceptually, there’s again something very deep and painful about dreams and poetry becoming something real. And then, that mortal child becoming immortal (until his father finally intervenes). But Orpheus was still all mortal and human to his core, even when he became immortal for a while, and that was *always* at the base of their rift. But I digress…

Back to why was Orpheus the death of their marriage? Dream’s advice to Orpheus was sound, yet it was unfeeling and lacked empathy. Calliope’s was maybe (?) not as reasonable, but she understood her child because a mother’s love is (usually) unconditional. We all know Dream’s wasn’t for a long time although it should have been.

I think if they’d all sat together as a family, supported their son in his grief in a balanced way, this whole catastrophe could have been avoided (I mean no, not really—it’s a tragedy, “doomed by the narrative” and all that). But all of Dream’s relationships (be that to his son or his lovers) fail because he is unreality (hence he has a hard time when things quite literally get real), and despite *knowing* mortals on a very deep level, I don’t believe he truly *understood* them at this point. But I think Calliope did—maybe due to who she was, maybe just because she actually *allowed* them in? Because Dream never truly did that. And when he finally did and truly understood what unconditional love actually means, he came apart at the seams and unravelled.

There’s also something really interesting conceptually in thinking of the Prince of Stories who doesn’t believe he has his own, and the Muse of Epic Poetry who inspires. Who is trying to control whom in this scenario? It’s mirrored in how they behave when the whole Orpheus tragedy takes off:

Calliope tries to inspire and, dare I say try to control the narrative a bit, and I don’t mean this in a bad way, quite the opposite: She looks for the most favourable outcome for everyone involved, even if it means bending the rules: She tries to convince Dream to put in a good word with Hades and believes he would listen because Gods respect him and, dare I say it, are even a bit scared of him.

Dream is rigid. Which is so mind-bending for someone who is the personification of hopes, wishes and possibility. But he is an immovable object: If he’s right, he’s right. That’s the rules, that’s it. And he won’t bend them, not even for his son. I’m not saying that it’s not understandable from his point of view, because he might know things we don’t (potentially also that although he *could* bend the rules because he has the power to do so, it might have knock-on effects no one else can understand or see—it’s impossible to say), only that they are fundamentally different in their approach although they are *both* about inspiration. And inspiration is so closely related to bringing on change (ouch!).

Part of me wants to say that Calliope uses it to control the narrative while Dream doesn’t, that Calliope believes that we can change our destiny while Dream doesn’t, but that’s also too simple. Because Dream *can* be controlling, but in totally different ways and areas.

I feel like I’m rambling out a lot of unordered thoughts, but I guess what I’m trying to say is that Dream and Calliope were so close because they are so similar in so many ways bar one:

Their understanding how inspiration can be used to bring on change. I would somehow go as far as saying that Calliope understands what it means to have personhood, also for herself, and that’s why she understands it in others (I think this is made *very* clear when Richard Madoc holds her hostage). Dream doesn’t—least not at the point where it would have mattered with regards to their relationship, because I think the fishbowl has changed him in that regard. This is also why he wants to make things right with her I believe. But of course he would never openly admit it (he basically stops himself before blurting it out), simply because it would also mean he’d need to admit it to himself…

With regard to that meta:

I definitely think they were highly romantically attracted, purely down to who/what they are. I can’t say too much about their sexual attraction, but after Calliope’s speech at his wake, it would be somewhat unlikely to assume they weren’t 🙈🤣

Was it unconditional though? No.

Was it pragmatic (that sounds so bad and unfeeling, but it’s not a bad thing, because a certain level of pragmatism is what grounds love in reality and makes it last)? I think they tried. But ultimately, he can never live that way because he is unreality, and I often wonder if they both knew 😭

@two-hands-toward-the-sun ask answered

Rated R question! Have you two had sex? (Billy x Hughie)

I mean…. @therealbillybutcher

But for real, try telling me that two people who look at each other like this haven’t had a least one night together:

Besides, we’ve more than had sex. He met my dad too! And will probably meet my mom too soon enough 👀

Hi! Have you got any tips on starting and willing yourself to get work done? As in homework the same day it was given out, making/reviewing that day's notes and studying whenever the exam dates are still so far away (even though they're also so close at the same time 😭), etc.

What are the things that work specifically for you? I just often find that any deadline I make I know is superficial so I don't stick to it, missing my own deadlines makes me less motivated and so do most To Do lists I make

I'm going to be honest, neither of us are really good on doing the work the same day, but I got a lot of tips to avoid procrastination and have motivation!

One of the best advice I've gotten and it helps me a lot, it's to set a a reward. For the example, "if I study for 30 minutes, I will watch another episode of my tv show" or "When I finish this assigment, I'm going to eat my favorite snack". It doesnt have to be something "big" but to have a short-term reward works wonders.

Looking aesthetic study pictures in Pinterest or Tumblr helps but only if you dont get too into it and procrastinate by scrolling on social media.

Having someone near you doing something productive while you study can be a good motivator too. It can be a study buddy, a stranger doing work in the table next to you in the library, or someone of your household (roommate/parent/sibling/etc) doing anything. Seeing someone doing something productive (whether it is studying, cooking, cleaning or other) is motivating.

What also really helps me is to start with another task and then move on into the work. I do something simple, like making my bed to get into a "productive streak" and start the school work then. I usually start with the easiest assigmement or one of my preferred subjects to get into the studying mood before the more boring/tedious/hard tasks.

Another tip I've seen people recommend so much (it never worked for me because I'm a disaster with that type of stuff but for a lot of people work really well so maybe it works for you) is to plan ahead. Have a calendar or at least a notion of when you have free time and aren't mentally tired. Like for example, if you finish early on Wednesdays, set a few hour/s to study that day. Have a strict routine. Though, like I said, it isn't for everyone

I sometimes guilt-trip myself into doing the work, which I do not recommend because it's not really healthy, but I do it anyways.

It may seem unrelated but for the studying for tests part maybe it could be good to have more interactive study methods, they are usually less tedious and maybe some of the lack of motivation comes from studying being tedius/boring

Hope this helps!

-Jay

Batao mein kaun 😋

Hmm 🤨 koi nakta hi hoga

Hint?

Edit:

Oh you cheeky little— was it you🐰?

Favorite Vegeta form, outfit or look?

Oh that's a good question 🤔 Saiyan saga Vegeta is my all-time favorite look/outfit form because gremlin:

But then my favorite casual look for him is Badman, something about that outfit is just... yes. God the shoes 😫 (and this is my favorite cosplay to wear):

And THEN okay honorable mention is DBS Super Saiyan Blue Vegeta.

The man has finally hit his stride. He's a dad and he's owning it. He has a job for the intergalactic government. He's friends with gods. Living it up:

Also electric blue is my favorite color so I'm biased 💙

Would it be okay if you could write some headcannons about how Dethklok would comfort their s/o if they were crying? Nothing really happened, they were just thinking about past mistakes and memories. It’s totally fine if you’re uncomfortable with this ask, just disregard this if you are. Thank you so much and I hope you have a wonderful day/night!

Hello my sweet anon I absolutely can write some H/Cs for a sad S/O. The boys can seem so gruff and tuff most of the time but when it comes to the ones they love they really are so sweet and kind 💕

Nathan - Soft sniffling and sobs grab his attention as he passed by his room to grab his third coffee of the night. Peeking inside his darkened room Nathan felt his heart break and shatter. Shit. His S/O was laying on his bed clinging to a pillow for dear life softly crying. He didn’t remember doing anything earlier to piss them off or make them upset or anything… still… he better check to be sure they’re ok. Walking in hesitantly Nathan rapped his knuckles against the doors metal frame to announce himself. “Babe…” Nathan muttered lowly and calmly, walking over to the side of the bed he sat on the edge of the bed. “Talk to me.” He whispered rubbing their shoulder and back lovingly. Nathan was a fantastic listener when it was important and this. This was important. He’d hang on every word his partner had to say. He’d nod his head and help his partner to rationalize with what they were thinking. He was a realist after all. And if they didn’t want to talk that was ok with him. He completely understood nonverbal communication. He’d lay down next to them on the bed and hold them close and tight to his chest, rubbing sweet loving circles into their back. Once in a while he’d kiss their head or their face while he whispered sweet nothings into their ear about how much he loved and needed them in his life. Reminding them how important they were in this world before letting them drift off to sleep.

Pickles - Life was one hell of a fucking drug. Pickles knew this more than anyone. That’s why he chose to stay high for most of it. One night while he and his S/O smoked he noticed they were a little more quiet than normal. Staring up at the stars Pickles rattled on through the night trying desperately to get any type of response from his partner. That is until a tiny hiccuped sob came out. It startled Pickles more than anything. Turning to face them he watched as they covered their own face with both hands and began to cry. He felt like a failure of a boyfriend to not have noticed that his partner was in so much pain. In an instant he’d scoop his partner into his arms and hold them tight rocking them back and forth. He wouldn’t say anything else for a moment fearing that he had said something to provoke the tears. Simply he would stroke his lovers hair and kiss their cheek letting them unfurl themselves and wrap around his body. He wait patiently for them to tell them what was wrong. And if they never wanted to. That was ok to. He understands that sometimes people just need to cry.

Murderface - The bassist was an emotional stone wall on a good day. Emotions were a mystery to the man, especially complex ones. His bandmates were astounded by the simple fact that he managed to fall so hard so fast in such a real way for his partner. He was always extremely protective of them, ready to run and fight for them at a moment's notice. So whenever he found them hyperventilating and crying in the hallway he instantly went into protective boyfriend mode. Who did it?! What happened?! Kneeling down and taking them into his arms he held them tight rubbing their shoulders. At first he tried everything in his power to make things right. He begged to understand what was happening and how he could make it better. He tried deep breathing exercises he had learned from Twinkletits. The only thing that seemed to calm his partner down even remotely was when he made them laugh. It was completely on accident on his part. He had bashed his elbow into the brick wall behind him and made "the funniest face" his partner had ever seen from him. After a very wet make out session and line of clarifying questions, Murderface and his partner laid down some ground boundaries as to how to handle the next panic attack as well as what Murderface could do to help that wouldn’t cause him bodily harm (cuddling them close like always, asking fewer questions, and relaxing so they could relax were just a few on his partner’s list).

Skwisgaar- The Swede’s love language was and always has been touch. Once he garnered the strength to ask his S/O out he couldn’t keep his hands off of them. Holding their hand in public places, touching their back to escort them through a door, running his hand through their hair as they sat silently. The love they felt for one another was always shared openly and physically. But as his partner laid with their head buried in their own knees, rocking back and forth on their shared bed, begging him not to touch them… Skwisgaar suddenly felt helpless. He wanted to help anyway he could. Reaching below the bed he pulled out his guitar, watching them nervously he began to play, softly, lovingly. A song he would come up on the fly with. One that came truly from the heart. Letting his fingers guide his tale he would close his eyes once he was sure they were calmer, breathing normally. Maybe even asleep. In the morning he would ask if they were ok. They would come to him if they wanted to. He trusted that. But for now he wanted to be the tune to end their sorrows.

Toki- The poor boy is a major worrier. On any normal day he would have an anxiety attack worrying over whether or not his S/O got enough sleep the night before they went to work. If he happened to walk past the bathroom door to hear his partner crying he would stop and press his ear to the door and listen just to be sure. He’d call out his partner’s name and wait patiently for a response. If there were no response he’d slide down the door, leaning back against it. He’d tell his partner about his day to try and distract them from what was going on in their mind. He’d tell them about the cute kitty he saw on his morning run. How he really wanted to pick her up and bring her home for them to see but figured that the kitties mommy would really miss her if he took her with no warning. He’d tell them about the real cool friend he made while walking around the city who he was pretty sure offered him drugs but it was fun talking to him anyway. As the door would open he wouldn’t ask anything of his partner. He understands more than anyone trauma and the devastating impact it held on the psyche. He understood that people just needed to cry it out sometimes and that his partner was no exception. He’d open his arms and let his partner know if they ever needed him. He was there. Always.

Winx club Theories.

Headmistress Griffin is related to Darcy. Young Griffin is just present day Darcy. Also the resembles is uncanny.

Crystal dated Helia before Flora but broken up for their own reasons. Flora is Jelous of Crystal.

Mirta and Flora are in secret lesbian relationship and flora is closed Bisexual and Mirta is open lesbian.

Stella can't stand Timmy.

Brandon and sky were having nighly activities before they Stella and Bloom.

Riven cheated on Musa with Darcy.

Stormy and Darcy are in lesbian relationahip hidden from Icy.

I'm still not sure what my stance is on headmistress Griffin being related to Darcy or not, the resemblance is definitely there, and I can't deny that. I would also like to point out that present day Stormy looks sort of similar to present day Griffin too. Stormy's hairstyle and hair color appear pretty similar to hers. I kind of like the theory that Darcy and Stormy were orphaned by Griffin and Valtor (or something like that), but I find it a bit weird because the two of them (including Icy ofc) had a thing for Valtor. Just another thing that I noticed: Darcy's got Griffin's eyes, whilst Stormy's are blue like Valtor's (his eyes are notably lighter though.)

I like that one! I hated the unnecessary drama they added into Helia and Flora's relationship though. Regarding Krystal, I think that her and Flora could've made for a good friendship.

I hc that Mirta and Lucy are both lesbians and are in a relationship with each other. And, I actually hc Flora as pansexual (as well as Helia), and think that she had a little crush on Mirta for a bit.

She doesn't hate him or anything like that, but yes, she can get annoyed by him fairly quickly.

Agreed! I kind of ship the two though, as well as Stella x Bloom.

Yes, but then he made up with Musa and they got back together.

For this last one I'm a bit confused (my apologies, I didn't sleep very well), are you saying that they're both in separate hidden lesbian relationships, or that they are in a hidden relationship with each other?

I didn’t make the connection between Jamie’s breakdown in “Mom City” and playing at Wembley in “International Break” but whoaa of course he would freak out and be triggered by it. I’m super bad at commenting on AO3 but I wanted to let you know I thoroughly enjoyed the fic you posted today!! And I can’t stop thinking about how Jamie has Ted’s voice echoing in his head, telling him to forgive his dad, and then Tartt Sr gaslights Jamie about the Wembley situation so badly that he’s the one expecting an apology from Jamie??? As if the entire Wembley incident was Jamie’s fault and had nothing to do with Tartt Sr’s actions??! I also loved how you captured each character’s voice <33

God, you are so nice to send this. Made my day! (this is the fic referenced if anyone hasn't read it and wants to)

I can only imagine Jamie walking into Wembley and picturing the last time he was there but obviously he’s excited to debut for England. I added the panic attack for extra drama but I could see how in the show he might’ve pushed it away and then that combined with the upcoming City match stress it snowballs into what we see in Mom City.

I’m sure Jamie’s Dad has been gaslighting him his whole life so I have no doubt he would view the Wembley incident as all Jamie’s fault since Jamie was the one that punched him. I’m sure he’d completely ignore any of his verbal abuse or that he pushed Jamie first.

Jamie takes Ted advice to heart even if I think Ted might’ve actually meant to forgive him for himself, not for his Dad. There’s a difference between forgiving and moving on from someone and forgiving them and having a relationship which seems to have gotten lost in translation. It's like they're playing a game of phone tag. Jamie is a very literal person (thinking Secret Santa was a secret) and so Ted basically speaks in riddles as far as he's concerned.

And to be fair to Jamie he's contactly sending him mixed messages. The transfer the morning after the ghost ceremony, saying he can't come back to Richmond and then taking him back, etc.

Combine Jamie probably wanting his father to be an actual non piece of shit father with Jamie thinking he’s doing the right thing by forgiving his father and it’s not a surprise that Jamie ends up seeing his father again.

And I understand where Jamie is coming from but I am so angry about how the show portrays it. If it wasn’t the final season and next season could explore Jamie meeting with his father it would be different. But the show basically said “oh his Dad’s sober now so things are great even though he abused Jamie in so many ways.”

What really gets me is THEY DIDNT NEED TO DO THIS. Jamie had a phenomenal arc over the three seasons. He improved both professionally and as a person. He has a great Mum! He has Simon! Roy Kent is his best friend! The rest of the team loves him. They don’t need to reconcile him with his father to give the character a satisfying ending. Not everyone should be forgiven. And especially when the only thing someone does is get sober.

I could go on forever how dangerous the narrative is.

But anyway, thank you for the ask, I really appreciate knowing you enjoyed the story and your thoughts :)

Lovely gif of Mischa Janiec!

Bless, lol. I actually have a story I’ve been working on with gifs of him included buried deep, deep in my drafts somewhere… It’s about a guy who features his little brother as a joke on his fitness tik tok or ig live or whatever but then after that his little brother starts siphoning followers (and, obviously, later his muscles) from him. Nice lil muscle theft number I had cooking up.

But with nearly 200 drafts at this point, it’s hard to say what has potential and what doesn’t…

Hi love, how are you?

Would you like to talk a little about what Morpheus finds attractive, sexy in a woman?

opinions, theories, anything aaaaaa

Hi friend, always so lovely to see you in my inbox! And everyone else: Send me asks, too, I love them!

Oh, an ask about Dream’s sexual/romantic proclivities and his “type”—the excitement!

You could of course read my fic, then you’ll know what he wants/needs 😜

In all honesty though: I’m not in his head, so who can tell? I guess we can only go by certain hints we get in the comics and draw our own conclusions. So here come a few thoughts:

I think he has a thing for dreamers? Sounds obvious I guess, but many of the women we know he got involved with were women with strong connections to the Dreaming (Killalla, Nada, Calliope, even Thessaly), for a multitude of reasons. And having that connection is, by extension, a connection to him. If we’re getting conceptual about it: They are actually, in a way, pursuing him first (and in the case of Nada and even Killalla and Thessaly, we are basically told so in a way). Which then leads to his courting them, because they are interested in him. And I think that’s something very integral to his being: He is extremely, devastatingly lonely. He craves not being lonely. So the very fact that someone would even contemplate being interested in him, giving him their time of day (or night), would probably already mean a lot to him.

I think we can also see a pattern for women who are fairly strong-willed and speak their mind. Whether he always likes that is a different question, but Titania, Alianora, Nada, Calliope, Thessaly are all prone to talk back and not take shit.

I’ll leave the whole Desire-involvement out of the equation because that skews things. He tries to avoid D/desire because of the sibling-conflict yet definitely feels it. So I neither subscribe to the theory that he’s asexual nor aromantic (some corners of the fandom think he is, fair enough). Especially not aromantic. That’s a contradiction in terms. He’s Dream. Dreaming is idealised and unreal. In love, that’s the very definition of romance—having pink goggles on and aspiring to something that’s not grounded in reality (one of the reasons his relationships ultimately all fail).

So I think he’s prone to romantic gestures (we know that from especially Calliope) and would probably also appreciate them from his lover? That also means: If you want to keep it going, there’d probably always need to be something that keeps him interested. Questioning even (but not in the way like with Thessaly, because she completely removed herself). By definition of his being the unreal, reality setting in is the very thing that makes it all come crashing down. Push/pull, back and forth is probably something he secretly likes? It wouldn’t surprise me if he enjoys a certain amount of drama—again, not the type that makes it all come crashing down, but just enough to keep him on his toes and wondering. Just enough to keep the illusion of impermanence and striving for the impossible going, but not so much that it really turns into an issue. And that’s exactly the problem, because that sounds like a fairly tricky line to walk if you ask me. And exhausting 🤣

Now to the more speculative side:

I think he desperately needs someone who removes the proverbial stick from his arse. He needs to learn to laugh again (if he ever did so in the first place). With others and at himself. I spent a lot of time in my fic to build on that. Ultimately, I think he needs to feel safe enough to let his guard down completely with someone, and I honestly don’t think he ever experienced that with any of his lovers. And for that, he needs to be able to trust. Could be via shared experience of sorts, but I think most of all, he needs someone who truly listens and doesn’t try to change him. Because he is D/dream. Being perpetually strange and prone to be misunderstood is the essence of his being, and he needs someone who is comfortable enough with that fact. So weirdly enough, I think he would change if people stopped trying to make him change, if that makes any sense? He needs acceptance, not blunt or subtle force. I guess you can give dreams the space to change and grow, or you can try to control them—and the latter just doesn’t work. We also see that with him—his rigid sense of control is ultimately his downfall, not what truly helps him. And I think that extends to everything he is, including his relationships.

As for what he likes in terms of bedroom shenanigans (and the purely speculative, but obviously what Tumblr seems to be most interested in 🤣): In my mind, he’s the ultimate switch, if you will. He’ll get a kick out of everything that turns you on, because he is D/dream, and I think it is his very essence to also be that for sex dreams (we don’t need to talk about Calliope’s inappropriate speech at the Wake in this context 🙈).

BUT, and I think that’s an important one: Maybe, just maybe, he needs something that is just for him? Giving in to his own desires (there’s that messed up sibling relationship again). Giving himself permission to do that by being given permission. Be very afraid of my sequel… 🤣 No, that sounds all wrong because my sequel is really not about that alone and will be reliably sad and heavy in parts, like the first one, but I wouldn’t be a romance writer if I didn’t explore relationship dynamics through sex. Because sex is never just about sex 😉

@morpheusbaby3 ask answered

What would you do if someone placed Billy under mind control? Either Vought or a supervillain? (Sorry if I'm sending too many asks, I just really love your blog).

What would I do? Oh probably something incredibly dumb and self sacrificing, or at least that’s what Billy would tell me after I saved him. Because I would, I’d do anything for him. We save each other, that’s what we do. I’m his canary and he’s my… well, he’s my everything. I don’t really have an attack plan other than to attack and support him. I’d rally the group and hit them with everything I had. (Also totally not bothering so please continue to ask questions! 💛)

i know u probably don’t care about it but…I HAD 15/15 IN GEOGRAPHY, 15,5/20 IN MATHEMATICS LIKE I’M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW 💜

CONGRATS!!!!!!

daddy, i can’t stop touching myself :( i only gets off when i read your humiliating post ☹️☹️

Well, that's not right, is it, dummy? Luckily, I can see your problem, plain as day. And the solution? Well, the solution is so simple, even you can handle it.

You're just doing it wrong, that's all, you're not using my work correctly. Now, I don't want you to strain something trying to come up with the answer on your own when I could just spell it out for you, so I will.

You're simply setting an unfair expectation on yourself, and undermining your progress.

You're not supposed to be getting off, are you? That's not good girl behaviour. Good girls don't cum, do they? No, no they don't. Good girls rub until they're dumb.

You just need to release yourself from this self imposed burden of seeking orgasm. Let go of the idea that it's something you need to pursue; just edge. It's so much easier, so much better for you. It'll open you up and let you absorb my lessons deeper than you ever have before.

I absolutely adore how thique you draw Arthur 😳👏👏😭

HOW DID I JUST SEE THIS NOW WHAT??? Thank you anon!!! 💙

There will be plenty of thicc Arthur coming up as I get ready for Black Hills Redemption!!🤠

Hiiiiii your bend us break us story is soooo good like for real and I’m so impatient for the next parttt when do you think will it be posted?👉👈🥺🩷

Heyyy there anon! I’m so glad your enjoying the mini series!! And I appreciate your kind words 💕

As to your question—Bend us, Break us Part 3 is scheduled for this Friday!! 🤭😉

Here’s the fist two parts:

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