Hi there, welcome. Call me El, or Casual. 36, genderqueer dyke, tall and fat, living in Manc (UK). No, I do not look anything like my profile pic. Yes, I am autistic.
So I am generally on horny-hiatus. My libido is in flux, so this is currently much more a space for me to rb people and things I find beautiful in some way (tbh still mostly gonna be women/femmes/queers and kink stuff. But like, less intensely so.) I may well use this space more to feel out certain thoughts or musings. Everything below the expand button is from prior to this update.
DO NOT INTERACT LIST : under 18, no age in bio, terf, swerf, transphobia or other queerphobia, racism, ED blogs, feeder/feedee, conservativism, sissification, misogyny, zionism, use of 'AI' images.
They gone? Cool. So ON THIS BLOG you’re gonna find some spicy things, almost all of which are hornt or kinky. Occasionally I will also babble on about some shit just because. But in general, it’s fuck kink central.
I enjoy chatting or answering questions, so please feel free to ping into my asks - anon or not. Assume that sending an ask is preferable to sending me a message. Mutuals are an exception to this.
I also, historically, write and do audios. Honestly, a couple years on and I’m still bummed out about losing my last blog (and all of the writings/audios I had on there) so have just been less inclined to do it. But who knows.
SOME THINGS YOU WILL FIND : lesbians galore, dominance/submission, cnc, kidnapping, somnophilia, humiliation & degradation, dumbificaction/dollification/objectification, sexy violence, choking, breathplay, coersion, spit/drool, oral in general, impact, intox, biting, knives, edging, denial, overstim, groping, possible freeuse, occasional dd/lg or md/lg, occasional incest play.
I do tag content, but I'm not rigourous about it so by looking at this blog, assume that you might come across any of the above m’kay?
SOME THINGS YOU WON’T FIND : Shit, bestiality, age regression (defined as separate to age play her), actual non-consent.
GENERAL TAG LIST :
#it's my shit! #rants and rambles #rants and raves #asked and answered #d/s #oral fixation #cnc #dark #kidnap #intox kink #knife play #incest kink #breathplay #choking #diary mode
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ask game assumption: you don’t like getting massages
This is a fun assumption! And I think it's a very good guess, because it's kinda right.
If I'm getting massaged, I have to be in the right headspace for it. I don't like it if someone is trying to massage me but they don't know dick about how to actually massage. So, I'm not interested in someone massaging me just as a way of touching me. If someone wants that (and I also do), then great! But don't just poke me with your fuckin fingers.
And, while it's not literally what you said, I think the thing you got at in essence that is absolutely right is: I don't get what most people get out of massages. Like straight up, I have been for an 80 minute luxury massage, with oils, and custom music, and scents, and all that shit. And it was nice, sure. But at the end, I literally just sat back up and was ready to go. Like 2 mins later I was ready to hop back on a train. Meanwhile my partner (who had gotten the same thing) was a marshmallow, completely melted, on a cloud.
Yes, you have accurately interpreted that I simply cannot relax in that way that - apparently - most people can!
discovering that flirting is actually easy, just be problematically older than the other girl and wield your voice like a knife and also wield an actual knife. and talk a lot about stripping away all her responsibilities and also her humanity. very effective it seems
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You are such transition goals, I know you have a styling team, photo edits, all that stuff to make you look otherworldly but what's one small thing "you" did to cement how you look and sound?
So my relationship with Tumblr has been on a slow decline for a long time now. But in the last year or so, it's been limping along for the most part like a habit. I don't use it like I used to. I don't have the drive to create, in step with having almost no libido absolutely all the time. Much of the time these days, I find myself sex repulsed, or only capable of intellectually finding things sexy/kinky and interesting. And frankly, that really sucks after a while.
Outside of Tumblr, I have been having a hard time for a while, and that has also led to the decline of it all here.
But lastly, as a person, I am almost entirely incapable of not performing for people. Could be the autism, could be other stuff to. But it means that when I'm not in a good place, I find it actively difficult and painful to try and interact. And that includes...literally just posting. It's very much a me problem, but it's still a weight.
So I had a moment the other day where I thought - why not just...leave?
And yeah, I can do that. Sounds silly to have that as a mild revelation, but it was. So I'm just going to put this blog down, for now.
I might come back, who knows. But for now, let's pull down the shutters.
Take care of yourselves, and take car of each other.
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Also on reflection holy fuck I have always been so fucking trans. (Don't get me wrong, Placebo have been fucking with gender and sexuality for 30 years that's just how they roll. But like, thinking on some of these tracks, and how closely I clutched to them and couldn't quite put my finger on (beside them being very good).
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I tried searching your blog for "clone" and "murderfuck" and "deregulated the entire industry" to find that post and i cannot. Could you please reblog it again i need it so bad it's haunted me in the best way
we've been doing this every year for your birthday. this will be the fourth year. you love it. you love hearing me call and book the appointment, you love waiting together with me in the clean white lobby, you love the special electrolyte drink i always give you to help you feel your best, you love the way the samplescanner puts you gently to sleep as it works, you especially love that it knocks you out so thoroughly that by the time you wake up it's been two days or more of dreamless sleep and IV nutrients, and by then the clone is ready, and i've already set us up comfortably in the hotel room. just us three.
you're sipping the electrolyte drink as we wait. i'm quietly reading the screamticker headlines. your hands won't stop fidgeting. your fingers find a brochure on the table in front of you, advertising the service you're already here to receive, for the fourth time. you half-read it like a cereal box. "SAMPLESCAN CLONING IS PERFECTLY SAFE" it says in handsome blue font. "ASIDE FROM A SMALL SCAR ON THE THIGH WHERE THE SAMPLE IS TAKEN, MOST CLIENTS REPORT ONLY MILD SCANNING SICKNESS AS A SIDE EFFECT. CLIENTS TYPICALLY REGAIN CONSCIOUSNESS WITHIN TWO TO THREE HOURS."
your eyes catch on that last word. you read it again. then again. your eyes drift from the brochure to the drink in your other hand to the unblemished flesh of your exposed thigh beneath your skirt. you taste your own mouth and try to remember how to breathe. you watch as i put my hand on your thigh, firm. you turn to look at me. my stare is flat and utterly without warmth. "happy birthday, baby." i say. "how does it feel to be one?"
