#aboutme

https://throne.com/magicmushrooms23 (if ur feeling generous <333)

since y’all ask a lot of questions…

i’m 19, from ny

my name is six letters and starts with S, soooo call me whatever name you please that fits that criteria

i’m horny 24/7 tbh, so that explains the majority of my posts. i also like to complain about the state of the world, so expect that too

if any of my posts are oddly specific, they’re most definitely about the lovely, absolutely amazing, seriously the greatest person in the whole wide world @noctisangui <3 (if this dynamic and my devotion to him displeases you, simply don’t follow. wowww who would’ve thought it’s that easy!!)

i’m a chemistry major with a minor in literature, hoping to maybe add a physics minor. interested in going to grad school for medical or organic chemistry to pursue a career in drug development

i love anything outdoors: biking, hiking, but especially running. it keeps me sane haha

loveeee to bake (and eat sweet treats)

the endless list of my favorite movies : 13 Going on 30 (2004) directed by Gary Winick.

🖤 I’m a 27-year-old girl from Central Europe

🖤 PROPERTY OF MY DIVINE GOD @cocksocketacademy💜

🖤 this blog is mainly about bdsm and all things kinky, so it’s strictly 18+ only. MDNI!!! + please have your age in your bio, otherwise I will have to block you

🖤 I’m bisexual and submissive (I'm into dominant men/women) but outside of that I'm still quite new to this world, exploring my boundaries, and figuring out what I like and don’t like (well, I definitely LOVE being my god’s property)

🖤 I’m always happy to chat, but PLEASE respect that I am owned & do not try to dominate me or send me anything inappropriate (any attempts will result in an instant block!!)

🖤 submissive girls who want to join in serving my Master are VERY welcome to reach out

🖤 I’m a bit shy and tend to open up slowly, so please be patient with me + I often reply after a long time, please don’t be mad & don’t act aggressive in DMs

🖤 from time to time I’ll share my own photos here. I struggle with some pretty big body image issues, so please be kind to me 🥺

hiya! please call me dagger/jay!

eng | lvl33 | married | demi-romantic/queer | t(he)y | NB/masc-leaning | chronic tag-yapper | JAX STAN BAYBEEEEE

other social medias:

bluesky | AO3

dagndraws (non-TADC tumblr)

stuff I make:

art tag - #studiaur

writing tag - #mywritingtag

funnybunny tag - #myfunnybunnytag

I will reply to DMs at my own discretion. Please don't message me with just a greeting, because I will likely not respond. That sort of approach sounds like AI or a fake account, and I'm not dealing with that, even if it does turn out to be a real person. This has happened too often to me now and I'm not tolerating it anymore.

이희승 .ᐟ → ♡ messy like this → ♡ gameboy → ♡ piggy bank → ♡ this is falling in love

박종성 .ᐟ → ♡ private but not secret → ♡ better boyfriend → ♡ terms and conditions → ♡ eyes on me → ♡ helium → ♡ ace of betrayal → ♡ red line → ♡ soft hours → ♡ secret peeks → ♡ stolen hours → ♡ our little secret → ♡ love songs → ♡ just drive (series!) → ♡ shield of aegis (series!)

박성훈 .ᐟ

심재윤 .ᐟ

김순우 .ᐟ

양정원 .ᐟ → ♡ orion's embrace

니키 .ᐟ

OT7 .ᐟ → ♡ paper hearts

Today is my birthday.

And this year, I don’t want to celebrate getting older. I want to take a moment to remember everything I have made it through. There were days when I was scared, exhausted, overwhelmed, and unsure of how I would keep going. But I did. Maybe not always gracefully, maybe not without tears, but I kept going.

I faced things I never thought I would have the strength to face. I learned that courage does not always feel brave. Sometimes courage is simply getting out of bed, showing up, enduring another difficult day, and trusting that life can still hold something good. I am grateful for my body, even after everything it has been through. I am grateful for the people who stayed, for every kind word, every hand that held mine, and every moment that reminded me I was not alone. And above all, I am grateful for my wonderful partner, my angel, and the person who keeps me grounded when everything feels too heavy. Thank you for holding me through the fear, for loving me on the difficult days, and for always helping me find my way back to solid ground.

I am grateful for my creativity, my stories, my imagination, and all the little worlds that gave me somewhere to breathe when reality became too heavy. I am grateful that I never completely lost the part of me that still dreams, hopes, loves, and believes in a little bit of magic. I have survived every bad day so far. I have changed, but I am still here.

I am also grateful to Pedro, even though he will never know how much he helped me during one of the hardest times of my life. When my health was bad and fear took up far too much space, his work, his warmth, his humor, and simply the comfort of his presence gave me something to hold on to. Sometimes a person can help us without ever knowing we exist, and that does not make the comfort any less real.

Today, I am proud of myself. Not because I did everything perfectly, but because I did not give up. Here’s to another year of healing, creating, laughing, loving, and slowly finding my way back to myself.

Happy birthday to me. I am deeply grateful to be here with you all

i went to bed with a mild amount of dread thinking i was going to have nightmares from the bloody horror and unknown eldritch horror.

luckily i can’t remember my dreams if i did dream about iron lung.

but this morning i woke up with a pit in my chest still thinking about that movie. like waking up with a song stuck in your head.

it’s been fucking me up to realize that he was done from the very beginning. from the initial drop of blood on his hand, simon was set to die.

and yeah, he was always going to die in that sub because coi wasn’t going to let him out. but there was always a chance. i believed ava in the end that she was going to get simon and let him go.

but the blood. it was a slow process, but it would have always ended with him becoming part of the sea. (part of the ship, part of the crew. (sorry)) if the sub hadn’t leaked so much and he only had the drip and maybe the eye spray, he would have still slowly changed and potentially infected the whole station.

there was no coming back from that drop of blood.

infectious disease stories are terrifying to me, especially if there’s no cure and no macguffin to make a cure. it clicked this morning and reframed my whole perspective around the movie.