Oh No No No Oh No Thats Not Good. Thats Not Good At All.

That pleasure dom Kyle thought has me thinking about pleasure dom Kyle who knows you've had a hard day at work and is ready for you when you get home. He's sitting on the couch, there's an old comfort movie of yours on in the background, and he's got a cushion by his feet all ready for you.

A smile, warm and welcoming and he says: "Come and kneel for me, precious."

and you do, hardly remembering to kick off your shoes before you all but collapse to his feet in trained submission. You wrap your arms around the back of his knees, lay your head on his lap and allow yourself to fold around his warmth with the low sound of the TV in the background. Kyle wraps a warm, comforting hand around the back of your neck- a reminder of his presence, of who you belong to.

and you just...float. You allow yourself to drift into that fuzzy sort of headspace where everything else becomes so unimportant compared to Kyle, to being just like this for him- sweet and gentle at his feet and being good for him the way you're supposed to be. Kyle strokes a thumb against your nape in slow, deliberate circles- petting you into further relaxation under his touch.

Once he deems you finally pliant enough, it's easy enough to maneuver you onto the couch and spread your legs for him so he can really get to work- offering slow, gentle, rolling orgasms that have you whine and mewl under his clever tongue. He calls you his sweet thing, lovie, doll, and by the end you're floating so blissfully in the haze of your orgasms, in the pleasure of being good that it takes all your effort to allow him to dress you in PJs and settle you both back down for a long, well deserved nap.

Cod sketches...

Hey kid, look at me.

I want you to T-pose. Turn your right thumb up and your left thumb doen and look at your right thumb. Move your arms up and down a bit until you feel a nerve running from your armpit to your palm. Now turn your right thumb down and your left thumb up, and look at your left thumb. Keep your chest facing forward and your shoulders back. Move your arms again until you feel that nerve again. Keep alternating between these two for a minute, or look at each thumb thirty times each.

Now sit down. Put your left hand firmly under your left buttock, palm down. Keep your shoulders back and put your right hand over the crown of your head, very gently pulling it to the right. Do this for thirty seconds, then do it again but with your right hand under your right buttock.

These are stretches for the nerves in your arms, and are very good for people who sit behind a computer a lot, or fibre artists, or you name it. Do them daily. They will hurt in the beginning, but keep doing them, even after the pain has gone, or it will return and you'll have to start all over.

ABO (A) Aizawa Shota x (O) GN Reader Apple Cider Donuts

Word count: 1505 Warnings: None. 

Title: ABO (A) Aizawa Shota x (O) GN Reader Apple Cider Donuts

Summary: You find a new addition to the family and go on a grocery run.

(Gif not mine. Credit to owner.) 

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I cannot understand how some people "don't know how to portray Gaz" in fics, if we literally have this clip

Like, it's enough to understand so much! His sense of humour, his relationships with Kate and Price, his sarcastic chill energy. It's all right in front of you, just open your eyes!!

I'm starting a collection

You can be depressed and not feel sad or blue. Depression can also be a haze of sleepiness, distractedness/obsessiveness cycles, and a twinge of irritability that can be hard to recognize because you might already be a “fiery” person. It can feel like a lazy Sunday that keeps imposing itself for weeks or months.

A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.