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masturbate 5 times a day, smoke a cigarette whenever u feel like it, take a shot as soon as you wake up, walk 7.8 miles every day, have sex on holy ground, eat 4 figs every single day and sleep 15 hours.

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any girls feeling bad after reading that shitass ableist essay (please also remember it's not a published article it's just a biggoted personal essay) please remember that you are worth endless love, care, compassion, and not a single minute has ever been wasted on taking care of you and keeping you alive. you are always worth the time, energy, effort, and money it takes to keep you alive. please keep going. i love you 🫂
Heated rivalry shouldve been about 2 ugly old guys that play mahjong then maybe id consider watching it
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two puppy boys, both dazed and acting very pup-like from being thoroughly used. they cling to each other, making soft, desperate whines. their arms wrap tightly around the other's sweaty shoulders, pressing sloppy, needy kisses on each other's lips.
their owner is thrusting into them both, pounding into their stretched holes without much pause. “good pups, takin’ it so well,” he says. the boys only whimper back, licking at each other’s mouths tiredly.
too exhausted to do much else, they just hold on and pant like dogs who have run too long. the way they stay stuck together through it all stands out.

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I can't find the post but there's this one post that's like "aging is less than 1% as terrifying as whatever the fuck is going on with people desperately trying not to age"
That but with weight.
Getting or being fat is less than 1% as terrifying as whatever the fuck is going on with people desperately trying to not be fat.
Leather fetishes are back in cuz everything is polyester these days.. touching real HQ material in 2026 is enough to give anyone a little sexual zing
common play behavior
I’m chained up in a basement and tortured + bleeding but I’m not an emaciated little twink so no one even cared enough to jack off to it
High key I think the best aspect of WG stuff is how the character in question is able to handle their belly with their hands. Considering T3nna starting off with a minor trace of pudge, able to grab with one hand easily. But growing bigger and a belly being able to be cupped in both hands, feeling like holding a big and pleasantly heavy pillow, outgrowing that and just barely being able to hold the belly like he's trying to hold those 10kg bulk bags of rice (proportional to him), hands unable to grasp it all, slowly he's not able to get both his hands around his belly and touch them both together, or get his hands under him to button his pants. Finally he's pinned to a bed/the ground and unable to move because he's so heavy and can't even touch the underside or middle of his gut. I think this a normal thought to have tbh.
Yeah that sounds normal

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FUCKED UP IN THE CIRCUS OFF THAT #STUPIDSAUCE HAVING FREAKY DEAKY TICKLE SEX
sometimes I forget standing up isn’t painful and difficult for most people so I’ll be watching something like game changer and see the people standing behind their podiums the whole episode and think ‘wow don’t they need to sit down. how can they still think coherent thoughts’ and then I’m like oh. yeah. I have a disease
something cool about queering your idea of sex is that you can walk out of a heavy make out session feeling like you had the rawest sex of your life. you can be sitting close at a bar kissing them and maybe you’ve found a way to sit so your knee is discreetly between their thighs and feeling the pleasure it gives them and then feeling them give that pleasure to you. you can be looking each other in the eye and you can feel them inside you from that alone. like you want to tear their clothes off and are hungry for the feeling of their skin and their closeness but even just this feels like heaven, feels connected to them in the deep place where pleasure comes from.
a list of things that are sex if you’re gay enough about it and you want it to be:
feeling their desirous gaze on you while you put in drink orders at the bar
holding hands on the way home from the date and it feels like a foreshadowing of what you’re going to do to each other when you get there
heavy breathing on the phone when they’re touching themself to the sound of your voice
grinding in a weird position where you’re both like ???? why does this feel so good????
literally just eye contact
“When I was a dominatrix, I once rubbed balloons all over a man for seventy-five dollars. He would’ve called it sex. I would’ve called it work. It was mutually consensual, and I think we were both correct in our assessment.
If your sex is balloons, if it is blowing raspberries on your lover’s belly, if it happens fully clothed ir in furry costumes, if it happens in a group or alone — give it the same gravity, the same reverence or irreverence as all the tiresome scenes of heterosexual penetration we all grew up reading. … There is no marginal erotic unless you sideline it.”
Melissa Febos, Body Work
I don't really tend to see my sadism as very cruel. It comes from the same place as wanting to see you happy, or wanting to see you laugh. Wanting to see you cry, wanting to see you scream, wanting to see you break. They're all just feelings, and I want all of you. I'd cut your chest open to see more of you if I could still have you after, but ah well. Much of the sadistic component is just wanting to see and cause stronger emotions. A hands-on experience discovering what noises your lungs are capable of making. Is that really so unusual?
i wish i had a dick so i could experience erectile dysfunction
how it feels when i remember that i'll never be able to get so drunk or sick or sad that my dick stops working

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Oh, dear hero, you've returned at last. Another few weeks wasn't long. Here to ask me what I've done to you? You might have thought you had defeated me, but this is my world now, you see.
Come here. Put that down and stop interrupting me.
See, you're mine, like everything else will be. It's only natural. It's a rule of this world, you see? That you belong to me. Everything conforms to it. I slotted it in right between "that all must fade" and "that no two may ever perfectly know".
Sit on my lap. There. Don't struggle so much. Good.
Why you? Well, the hero will triumph, I couldn't change that, no more than I could truly change anything else. I spent a year or so in frozen time at the beginning of things. Then I saw it. I would just have you, the hero, become mine.
Stop squealing so much, I've barely touched you yet. This is through your clothes, even. Such a pathetic little hero.
Of course, you can't explain it away. You find your tongue getting tied, things don't add up, all your arguments have obvious holes in them. It's just the way things work, you're mine. The more you fight it, the more you'll tighten the noose.
You respond so well to my fingers. Best way to shut you up yet. I suppose it follows. I always conceptualized them as the instrument of my authority. And now you're subject to my authority.
I see you're still trying desperately to fight it. Picturing me ordering you to bite didn't work either did it? Nor did pretending I'm not present. It's not your brain's fault, little hero, it's the world. You can't think your way out of gravity, can you? No. I thought so.
Your mouth is so wet, little hero. Drooling all around my fingers as you fail to bite. Primed and opened, like you're about to. Not going to happen. You can't harm me.
With every failure, you just return to fighting it again from a new angle. You're going to break your brain like this. Burn it out. Until the only thing that's left is empty obedience. I suppose that's what I get for toying with such things. It's okay, little hero, I'll still use your body. It'll still be mine.
"SAN FRANCISCO" MIRON ZOWNIR // 2016 [gelatin silver print | 24 × 18 cm.]