I have a suggestion.
original by @play-now-my-lord
I fell asleep momentarily, and now there is a small predator on my chest. Its dentistry resembles that of Sally, and its claws are as sharp as mine. I must not move, for even a small motion towards its exposed underbelly causes a brief but severe rage.
WHAT IS THIS CREATURE AND HOW DO I SAFELY REMOVE IT?!
It’s my birthday so I’m forcing people on my dash to look at my cat. I can’t afford to blaze it but please look at him. His name is Fionn!
A very kind soul has decided to blaze this post! And if you want to see more of Fionn, check out @fionn-the-cat
people in the notes of that porn addiction post like "i've had men jerk off to porn when i was right here being sexually available" and beyond the idea that not wanting to have sex is some sort of pathology (bad), like... do you really not understand the difference between sex and masturbation?
sex is a social action, doing it means you are taking the needs, desires, and wellbeing of the person you're fucking into account. it takes a certain amount of mental energy and a certain mood to do that? pulling up xhamster and cranking it is like, using similar body parts, but its a completely different task.
if you're with a guy and you're expecting sex with him to be basically him masturbating with your body, well... that's something that needs to be specified and negotiated ahead of time, not the default assumption for sex.
imagine the 'change it up' au have no time loop cause Siffrin goes "I wish for the King to explode" and everyone's combined intent to save Vauguarde makes it happen.
absolutely devastated to find this with reblogs turned off. I need it for my 413 celebration.
(You nod furiously.)