I'm old as dirt. interact with me at your own risk. -Life is mysteries lived in the grey shadows between the black and white.- Jesus I'm fucking 40+ now. Non-binary, transmasc, genderqueer, gender non-conforming, butch, bisexual. THEY/HE!
I'm sorry, I feel like I need to say this as loud as possible for any pro-cheetoh-in-cheif fucks out there:
Homelessness is not a crime. If you support institutionalizing homeless people, YOU ARE A TERRIBLE HUMAN AND CANNOT BE A CHRISTIAN.*
Individuals experiencing homelessness need compassion. Not to have whatever stability they've achieved destroyed by a fascist fuck.
*not that all cheetoh fuckers are Christians, but I have yet to meet one who isn't. Most major religions defend the inherent value of a person, just because they are a person. If you claim your shit is motivated by religion, learn your theology and PUT YOUR GODDAMN MONEY WHERE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH IS.
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when i was a tiny baby queer (aka a 24-year-old), i went to my first pride festival probably three months after i kicked ex-gay therapy to the curb and came out to my parents. being the people they are, my parents came with me. they weren’t really sure about this whole gay thing, but they loved me and wanted me to be safe and happy and wanted to be involved in what was important to me, so they came along. (i also think my mother still might have thought i might get drugged or murdered or beaten by a protester of which there were plenty.)
anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.
i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”
and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.
“What?” i say.
“…it’s a cock and a pussy, Jules,” she says flatly, and that is the story of how i died at the age of 24 while attending my first pride festival.
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I wish kinky sex ed wasn't so stigmatized even among left-leaning "sex positive" circles. Everyone's all "uwu I'm a sub I'll do anything you ask" okay mommy wants you to read The New Bottoming Book so you learn how to sub without hurting yourself since your sex ed up to this point is porn and your ex boyfriend Jared who liked to choke you incorrectly
I’m so glad you asked! Let me list off what I’ve got for you:
Books I personally recommend:
- The New Topping Book and The New Bottoming Book, by Dossie Easton and Janet W. Hardy
If you’re having kinky sex at all, you need to read at least one of these two books. Point blank. They’ll teach you the very basics of negotiating properly (which is critical!), and help you identify what you are and aren’t into.
- Mindfucking Mindfully, by Sir Ezra
Where this book really shines isn’t actually in helping you “mindfuck” people, it’s in taking a close look at how to do so ethically. It’s a great answer to the question “how do I get someone to consent to something and still surprise and shock them with it?”
- Real Service by Raven Kaldera and Joshua Tenpenny
This is a slightly niche pick but there simply isn’t a better book on the subject. It’s written from a 24/7 M/s perspective, which is not what I do, but the book itself is an indispensable guide to giving and receiving service. The phrase “if the Master doesn’t want it, it isn’t service” will be burned into my psyche for quite some time. I love this book a lot. Maybe my favorite out of all of these.
- Enough To Make You Blush: Exploring Erotic Humiliation, by Princess Kali
This one’s high on my reading list; I’ve heard it recommended by a number of people whose opinions on these things I trust.
- Pretty Much Anything Midori Has Ever Done
Midori is a great resource for this stuff - I haven’t personally read much of her work, but she’s a well known sex educator and great at what she does. She’s known for bondage, but has a lot of range beyond that.
- This Negotiations Worksheet from Bex Talks Sex
This is what I default to using a lot of the time for negotiations. Forget BDSMtest, you don’t need that, it’s no good. Just look through this worksheet’s wordbank with your partner. Big fan especially of the “how do you want to feel?” section.
Books I can kind of recommend:
- The Ultimate Guide to Kink, edited by Tristan Taormino
This book is weird. There’s a lot of good info for experienced players, but some of what’s written here skeeves me out. I think if I had a top that thought the way some of the tops in here think, they would not be topping me for long. But there’s some good techniques and so on to pick up that I wouldn’t have otherwise. I liked the distinction one of the authors makes between being sadistic in the sense of inflicting pain and being sadistic in the sense of doing something your sub doesn’t “enjoy.”
- The Ritual of Dominance and Submission, by David English
Man, this book fucking sucks. The writing and editing are garbage, and the fear and protocol play described need way more careful negotiation than he ever lets on, let alone recommends. This is some 50 Shades bullshit. The only time I recommend this book is to tops like me who tend to be very affirming to their partners and need a guide on how to really scare them - when their partner consents and when you negotiate it, which this book sucks at teaching you. Really good content on fear, punishment, and protocol play, really terrible presentation of the topic though. Don’t read this if you don’t already know what you’re doing.
- Paradigms of Power, by Raven Kaldera
I love this book. Great book. Very focused on 24/7 M/s play though, and, being an anthology, some chapters are better than others. If you can’t read something and pick out what is and isn’t for you, don’t bother. But some really great inspiration, and generally pretty well written. Big fan of the discussion of leather throughout the book.
Hope some of these are helpful for people ^-^ for the average person reading this I recommend New Bottoming/Topping, but they’re all important parts of my library and I’ve recommended all of them to friends at some point or another.
May I also suggest Hell on Wheels and Kneeling in Spirit by Raven Kaldera, d/s companion books that address kink with a disability. They're a should read for everyone, imo. You never know when you or a partner are going to have changes in your body that affect what you can physically do. Temporary illness/injury and even just age can affect your sex life.
I'd like to suggest Better Bondage for Every Body! It goes really in depth on anatomy, pain processing, self-tying, and has chapters specifically focusing on how to do rope bondage on/for someone who is disabled or has chronic pain, which was really important to me.
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A/N: sorry it’s been so long since I’ve posted, I’ve been so busy with work and applying to grad school but I got in!! Here’s a quick celebratory one shot for you freaks <3
Summary: when you’re exposed to a classified bioweapon, Loki assists with relieving your symptoms.
Warnings: p in v, unprotected sex (do not do that), creampie, dubious consent if you squint, ye olde sex pollen fic

Your fingers twisted themselves into the thick fabric of your comforter, your opposite forearm burning with the effort of mercilessly working your clit.
After damn near half an hour of desperate and fruitless attempts at achieving relief, you were ready to sob.
You knew messing around in the Tower’s lab after a full day’s work was a bad idea but you had been so close to a breakthrough in your work with Dr. Banner that you convinced yourself you could push through the exhaustion.
Until you had shattered a specimen jar and exposed yourself to whatever the hell was in it.
It started with your heart rate rapidly increasing, followed by hot flashes and an incessant throbbing between your legs.
But despite your best efforts, it would. Not. Stop.
You continued to rub harsh circles over your clit, your back arching off your mattress as that familiar tension began to build low in your stomach.
And quickly dissipated.
Throwing open your nightstand drawer, you frantically dug through it in search of your vibrator, tossing various items haphazardly out of the way before finally spotting the bright pink silicone. You switched it on and quickly started working your aching clit, biting down on your lip at the contact. Your hips undulated unconsciously as you chased a climax that wouldn’t arrive.
Tears slipped down your face, a sob escaping your swollen lips. You rubbed your thighs together as you lay there, staring up at the ceiling and ready to scream. Despite your best efforts, your body felt achingly empty and your nerves were beyond raw.
It was well passed midnight at this point and you were out of viable options.
You knew in the back of your mind who would still be awake at this hour.
Just ask him, you internally scolded yourself.
Absolutely not. I can’t.
Why not?
You paused, realizing you didn’t actually have a reason.
Gritting your teeth, you forced yourself to sit up and pull on a rumpled t shirt from your bedroom floor, hissing between your teeth at the sensation of the cotton fabric against your overly sensitive nipples. You debated throwing your underwear back on for the sake of decency but decided against it, already overwhelmed by the oversized shirt.
Slipping out of your room and into the dark hall, you made your way to the all-too-familiar door.
Knocking quietly, you rubbed your thighs together and silently begged him to answer. An overstimulated whine escaped you as your shirt clung to the layer of sweat that had gathered on your skin, your arousal flushing your entire body with heat.
Just as you were about to knock again, you heard his footsteps on the other side of the door before it finally opened, revealing his towering figure.
“Loki, I’m—“
“You caught it too?” he interrupted, his voice low and rough. The sound made your core clench.
“I— what?” you asked, your confusion adding to your frustration.
Looking up at him, you finally noticed his disheveled state. His normally sleek hair was mussed, his face was flushed, and his breathing bordered on panting.
“Banner’s specimen. It got to you as well,” he stated plainly, his dark gaze locked on yours.
Your eyes dragged down the length of his body, taking in his shirtless torso and the hardened length straining against the fabric of his sweatpants, mouth beginning to water at the sight.
Meeting his eyes once more, you nodded frantically.
“Have you been able to…?” he trailed off, his breathing growing more erratic.
You shook your head, your thighs squeezing together to contain the slickness between them.
He opened his door just wide enough for you to enter and you quickly pushed your way inside. Before you could even turn around, his hands were on your hips, pressing you flush against his chest as he walked you backward against the door, pinning you against it.
You damn near keened as his mouth found your neck, licking and sucking your overly sensitive skin. Your back arched, pressing your chest up against his, drawing a husky groan from him.
“I won’t be able to stop,” he warned, his lips brushing the shell of your ear.
“Please just give it to me,” you whined, tears beginning to gather in the corner of your eyes. He grunted and hiked your thighs up and around his hips, picking you up as though you weighed nothing before walking you to the bed.
His large form pressed you down into the mattress, his stiff cock brushing your thigh. You couldn’t help but moan as his mouth met yours, his tongue already working expertly against your own.
Your hips grinding together, you slid your hands up into his hair and pulled and felt him twitch in his pants. His hands found the hem of your shirt and yanked it up over your head, the sight of your exposed body drawing a groan from him. His head immediately dipped down to your chest to suck harshly on your aching nipples.
“Loki!” you gasped, back arching off the mattress.
He slid his free hand down to his waistband, pushing his sweats down his hips to expose his throbbing length, thick and flushed with need. He released your nipple from his mouth with a wet pop and looked down at your dripping pussy, pumping himself desperately.
“You’re fucking drenched,” he grunted, slapping his tip on your swollen cunt.
“Just shut up and fuck me, please,” you whined, lifting your hips up to give him access.
Too desperate to come up with a quip, he pulled your knees up to rest on his broad shoulders before slamming his full length into your pussy. A lewd, high pitched moan escaped your lips as his thick cock stretched you open, arching yourself up into him for the umpteenth time.
You grabbed a pillow from beside you, pressing it against your face to stifle your cries of pleasure as he thrust into you, finally starting to relieve the ache.
Reaching one hand down between your bodies, you rubbed tight circles over your clit, pussy clenching around him. He slapped your hand away, replacing your fingers with his own. You were too far gone to snap at him for it. Your eyes rolled back as his tip brushed against your cervix ever so slightly.
“Fuck-,” he grunted, his breathing heavy.
Shifting his angle, he pulled your knees from his shoulders and pressed them up against your chest and hooked his legs around your thighs, folding you into a mating press.
His hips continue to piston into your own, the new position making your vision swim and your tits bounce with every thrust.
“Holy shit, Loki,” you gasped, throwing your head back against the sheets.
That familiar tension began building in your abdomen once more, your breathing becoming shallow as he pushed you closer to the edge. His pace quickened and you knew he was close behind you.
“Breathe through it,” he instructed between grunts of pleasure, his thrusts growing impossibly deeper.
“I c-can’t, I’m gunna- ah!”
“I’ve got you, my love, just breathe. I’ve always got you.”
You did as he said, your core clenching tighter around his thick cock as his hips rolled into yours. His fingers returned to circling your swollen clit, the friction finally pushing you over the edge.
Your body arched up as you came, pussy pulsing around his dick as you cried out and tears rolled down your flushed cheeks. He groaned above you as he spilled himself inside, your orgasm only intensifying at the feeling of his hot spend coating your cunt with every thrust as he helped you ride it out.
Releasing your legs, he collapsed on top of you, his breathing deep and skin warm against yours. You wrapped your legs around him, keeping him locked in place as you damn near sobbed in relief.
Loki’s eyes met yours, the concern evident on his face.
“Are you alright, darling?”
You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“I’m okay, I just… need a second.”
“I’m here,” he mumbled softly, tucking his face into the crook of your neck.
The two of you stayed like that for several silent minutes, catching your breath and enjoying the feeling of your bodies still pressed together.
When your heart rate finally slowed, he gently eased himself out of you, leaving you feeling empty at the loss of contact. He stood and you looked up at him quizzically.
“I’m just going to get you cleaned up, I’ll be right back,” he chuckled.
You closed your eyes and allowed yourself to revel in the relief he had just granted you, your body finally relaxing.
He return with a damp cloth and began gently cleaning the mess you had made together, his hands warm and comforting on your skin.
“You know, if you wanted me to fuck you, you had only asked. Infecting both of us with alien pollen is a bit dramatic, darling.”
You threw a pillow at him halfheartedly, too spent to react to his goading.
my that one friend that's too woke opinion is that in a similar vein to how you almost never see fat people or women without makeup on tv you never really see anyone experiencing incontinence issues unless it's a humiliating comedic moment at their expense and that's kind of scary
like sorry to be the bearer of bad news but people piss themselves. when they're afraid. when they've experienced mental and/or physical trauma and their body needs a way to express that stress. when they've been sexually assaulted. when they get older and their muscles start to wear out from a lifetime of service. a not insignificant majority of people Will experience incontinence in their lifetimes and while there are steps you can take to manage it for your own comfort and others', there's simply no moral dimension to it whatsoever. & like i'm not saying every show and movie needs checkhov's bed wetting scene but we have seriously got to get more okay with acknowledging that somehow.
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A demon has cursed you with the inability to have children or form a family, and as soon as you learn of this you went to tell the witch who you promised your firstborn child, as this clearly will prevent you from fulfilling your side of the deal.
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