Yes Yes All Of The Yes

Pick a little, talk a little, pick a little talk, cheep cheep cheep, talk a lot, pick a little more!

I can vouch for Washington, and let me tell you, it's either bitch, girl, or sweetie, no in between.

These maps show the regional prevalences of the words ‘bro’, ‘buddy’, ‘dude’, ‘fella’, and ‘pal’ in the contiguous United States.

Reblogging because fuck tumblr! I have a similar story to this and I have been dming people for a long time about trying to figure things out. I hate that things must end this way.

Please, sex possitivity, talking about it showing it to one another, living it and discovering it is the only that we can grow.

*I wrote this a few days ago, but I’m shy, so…

I’m trying to find the words to describe how I felt when I logged on to tumblr today. It’s so much more than porn to me.

My first tumblr was erotic art. I still follow my favorite blog from that very first tumblr. She talked to me once, and I remember thinking about how that was so cool, I could actually talk to the person who was creating this art.

I started to “like” other things, things I thought I might like to try, things I thought could communicate to my partner what it was I needed. I’ve never been very good at finding porn, so it was amazing to have this tool for communication. I’m the type that will DO the really nasty, dirty thing, but I will never, ever say it out loud. (I’m working on it.)

I started to search for things, anything really. I figured if I found every single type of porn it would somehow give me an idea of whatever this “stuff” was that I was into. Until then I’d been sexually adventurous, with a high sexual drive, but I didn’t really know anything except vanilla sex. I searched everything. One thing led to another and another and I went on this crazy ride of self discovery. I have never fallen more deeply in love with anything in my life, and it changed the course of my dreams.

Sexuality has always fascinated me, but I never realized how much, or how deeply until I started that search. This time it shifted everything for me. My dream has always been to go back to school to become a therapist, but I realized I wanted my focus to be on sexuality. I started learning how to become a sex therapist.

There’s only so much you can actually learn about sexuality here, so I took my research elsewhere. But for MY personal research, for MY sexuality, I stayed here.

I stumbled on this little bubble of tumblrs that all seemed connected somehow, that all posted the kinky type of things I had learned that I was into. (Before tumblr I was terrified to ask my partner to slap me in the face. Terrified.) What I had stumbled into was the BDSM community on tumblr.

I read everything. Absolutely fucking everything. How the hell did these girls know exactly how I felt inside? Maybe they’re just really good writers, maybe I’m just identifying with these emotions because I’m being empathetic maybe, maybe…

I denied being submissive for a while. For as long as I could. Until I just couldn’t anymore. I’m not “just kinky” as much as I wanted to be.

I got a few more tumblrs. I dove a little deeper with each one. Once I even reached out to another member of the community and told her all about my vanilla relationship. She told me I could start over and that it was ok to have these needs. I bought a couple of her books because she was so much like me.

I always thought about writing here. But what was I going to say? I’m a submissive stuck in a vanilla relationship and I can’t leave? There were other submissives who had vanilla partners, but they were with their partners because they loved them. I was just stuck. And it hurt so bad to see everyone have the thing I needed so badly.

Eventually I wrote. I decided to keep a JUNO journal this year. I decided to leave my vanilla relationship. I met my Dom on tumblr. I’m starting my life completely over.

I wouldn’t have known any of this if it weren’t for tumblr.

Obviously there’s more to my story, and this is just a glance at all of the things I’ve gone through in the past 3 years here. But it just has to be said because it’s ending.

Maybe this is good for me. Maybe I need to branch out a little bit instead of staying in this little comfort zone. God knows I spend hours upon hours on this site. But tumblr ending is like a little piece of my life ending. I regret not writing more, not reaching out to the tumblrs, especially the women, who changed my life. So I guess that’s kind of what I’m doing now.

@darkmekare @amysubmits @cherished-property @dwpreturns @instructor144 @fireflyflashes @littlemisssubshine @pleasurewhore (even though those two are gone now) @cynicaldom @female-orgasm-denial @i-could-be-the-walrus @sadisticgames

You all literally helped change my life. Reading your posts made me realize I am submissive, and now I get to live it.

And of course @ombratoire for being the best Dom ever 😘

I bring the Maned Wolf!

While it looks like a Fox and is called a Wolf it is actually not either, in fact it isn't closely related to any canids . It is the only species of the genus Chrysocyon and are a vulnerable species. They live in central South America and have adapted to life in the tall brush there. And the also look fab as hell.

reblog this post with a cool animal species lets make a wholesome thread

I want nothing more than for you to love me the way you said you did.

Even when your sky’s are grey you can still find beauty on these dark days

Only Love and Proud of It

And don’t we know it. I find it particularly disheartening when so many of us can relate to this stupid concept and yet still there is no change. We need more affection, period. Why is sexual conduct so demonized, let along non-sexual affection like cuddling or hugs or a shoulder rub? Why?

being touchstarved makes u absolutely buckwild when someone does smth simple like .share a chair with u

This coloring book would be so amazing for both kid and adult alike!

Share your passion with children’s book The ABCs of RPGs. Find more information here

Life is like a video game

Some people go out and look for a challenge in life.

And some just like to take things easy.

Some like to think , plan ahead and create paths where none exist.

Some like to take every day as it comes.

Some like to fight.

Some seek the thrills.

And some would rather seek some company instead.

Some like to talk.

And some prefer the silence.

Some like to be in the spotlight.

While others prefer the shadows.

Some just want to party.

While for others the party has long ended.

We build.

And we destroy.

We cry.

And we laugh.

And sometimes we do both.

We get angry.

And we calm ourselves.

We make descisions we might regret.

We fight along eachothers sides.

And sometimes we take on the world all on our own.

We take care of others in good times and in bad.

Some will become parents.

And some will find a family in unexpected places

Some want to be part of a team.

And some would rather be alone.

Some like to play.

While some would rather watch.

Life is like a video game.

We all play the same game But while some of us are just starting up their tutorials.

Others are already at the credits.