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Just thinking about chubby reader asking toxic kiri or baku for a workout tips so they can lose weight but they actually give tips that make them curvier/ gain weight bc they love the chubbiness

— bakugô katsuki X chubby!reader

▪︎warnings; sabotaging, toxic behaviour, unsupportive boyfriend

Bakugô is torn, on one side, he couldn't be more excited that you are asking for his help on a matter in which he takes so much pride, he excercises hard to stay fit and healthy and his body proves how much he's worked all his life. On the other side, he likes you too much just the way you are, just the way you look.

You look at him with pleading eyes and he almost dares to say no to you, yet again training you could be a perfect opportunity to see you in all sorts of tight clothes, he could even take you shopping and suggest what pair or leggings are better for streching...

"Alright, I'll do it, but you don't get to complain if it gets too hard".

When you ask him if you should be drinking the same protein milk as him, seeing as you don't work out as much as him, well, he feels kind of guilty. But then he remembers how soft and perfect you feel pressed under him and he just demands that you listen to him.

Besides, your body is only for him to look at, right? So you wanting to loose weigh is ridiculous. He makes sure you eat properly and is making you adjust to a perfectly healthy amount of working out, so what if some of the exercises he is putting you through are making your ass bigger? What if his routine isn't making your tummy disappear? It's his stomach to pinch and kiss, so why do you want to get rid of something that belongs to him? Why do you wanna make your legs to stop jiggling a bit when you walk when the the sight of your bare legs thrown over his shoulders as he pounds into your gushing cunny feels so perfect, and it makes him want to stay inside of you forever, your soft thighs crushing his head between them.

It's simply ridiculous, you shouldn't worry your pretty little head with stuff like wanting to be thinner. You should only worry of keeping your pussy always wet and ready for him.

Desiderium

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It’s funny how you can regret something while you’re still in the middle of doing it.

It’s funny how you can regret something and still keep wanting it so badly.

It’s funny how you can know, intellectually, that you should not have showed up at Potter’s party and fucked him senseless in an empty bathroom on the third floor.

And yet here you are, giving it to him the way you know he wants it the most.

And yet here you are, slamming your cock into him again, and again.

And again.

Whispering filthy words in his ear. Revelling in the moans you draw out of him. Filled with pride at the knowledge that he wants this enough to risk the entire world knowing of his dirty little secret.

You should’ve walked away the first time. Should’ve done it while you still had the chance — the strength — to do so. You already know that, but you’re in too deep now. You’re in too deep and you don’t know how to get out. You don’t know if you even want to.

Because in a twisted, debauched sort of way it feels so good, it always does. It feels incredible

every

          single

                      time

                                that you push into him.

Every single time that he shows you how much he wants you to.

Because you know he doesn’t want you, not really. And you know he’d never choose you, not in the way that matters.

So you bite.

And you scratch.

And you tell him how much you loathe him.

And you tell him how dirty he is.

And you fuck him rougher than you’ve ever done with anyone else.

And you suck him off better than anyone else could, because you’re the best, aren’t you? You’re the best and you’ll never

ever

let him forget that.

You’ll never ever let him forget how high you’re able to take him. How hard he’ll fall if you were to let go.

You want to wreck him, you need to break him, tear him down, piece by piece. You want to show him his rightful place, because you can’t admit to yourself that he’s already got your heart.

Because you can’t stand the thought of someone else having him.

And yet, as you come inside him, leaving panting breaths like kisses on his skin;

And yet, as he clenches around you, your name a muffled groan behind his hand;

You desperately block out the feeling that what you regret the most is giving your heart away to someone who doesn’t want it.

And the funniest of it all is how you still tell yourself that

you

          are not

                        in love.

~ * ~ * ~

Written as my last prompt for @gameofdrarry . Thank you to the ever amazing @etalice for betning this. Apparently I’m still not over my fic I’ll never be your chosen one that I wrote over a year ago so when I got the prompt to include the theme of regret, I had to do a drabble in this verse. 

THANK YOU I LOVE IT AND I LOVE YOU!

Hi!! Have you done ren sakakibara yet?? I'd love to see what you come up with for the shrewd poet!!!

I hope this is alright? I can always make a more poetic one if you like? I really enjoyed making this one! ❤

If I was a man I'd be accused of mansplaining but in reality I think everybody else is just stupid and I'm the epitome of knowledge

I WAS MESSING AROUND IN PICREW AND HOLY FUCKING SHIT

Priest!Gakuho asano

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS FUCKING DILF

First Aid Basics

I just got certified in CPR and First Aid last month with the American Heart Association. I wanted to share this information with you, because a lot of what we see on TV is not at all accurate as to what you’re supposed to do to actually help someone. Here are some of the topics that were covered:

First Aid Basics

Here are the steps you should follow when addressing a situation where a person may be injured/unconscious: 

Check to make sure the scene is safe- you are no help to anybody if you also get hurt

If the person is responsive: “Are you okay?”

If they are unresponsive, hit their shoulders hard and yell: “Are you okay?” to see if you can rouse them

Phone 911 and put the phone on speaker (you can delegate this task to somebody else if you’re not alone)

Have somebody get a First Aid kit (don’t leave the person if you’re by yourself unless the 911 operator tells you to)

Is the person conscious? Unconscious?

Check them for any obvious signs of injury

Check them for medical jewelry

Remember

Time is of the essence! Be decisive and confident. 

Don’t be afraid to call for help and assign people tasks

You can only perform CPR on a flat service. If a person needs CPR and is on a bed or in a chair, move them to the floor immediately. Don’t worry about hurting their head or anything, if they don’t get CPR immediately, their life expectancy is significantly less. (See my CPR post for full details)

Do not move the person unless the area they’re in is unsafe. If you have to move the person, drag them by their clothes and pull them to safety.

Adult Choking

There are both mild and severe cases of adult choking. In a mild case, the person choking will be able to make a sound or cough loudly. Typically these cases resolve themselves. 

Ask: “Are you choking? Can I help you?”

If the person cannot make a sound or cough in response, they are suffering from severe choking.

Walk around back of the person and put your arms around them

Make a fist with your dominant hand

Place your fist slightly above the belly button and below the chest bone.

Grasp the fist with your other hand

Give quick upward thrusts

If the person is overweight or pregnant, put your arms around the person’s armpits.

If you are unsuccessful in removing the blockage, the person will quickly become unresponsive. You will need to perform adult CPR and call 911.

After chest compressions (see above link) check person’s mouth to see if the thing they choked on is visible. If it is visible, remove it. Never going digging around in someone’s mouth. 

Amputation

Call 911 and put the phone on speaker

Get a First Aid kit

Both these steps can be delegated to someone else if they’re around

Put gauze on the wound and apply pressure until the bleeding stops

Do not remove the gauze if it’s bled through- this will remove any blood clots that have formed. 

If the gauze is bled through, add more gauze on top and keep applying pressure until the bleeding stops

Clean the amputated part with water

Warp the amputated part with dressing 

Put the amputated part in a small plastic bag

Get a larger plastic bag and fill it with equal parts ice and water

Put the small plastic bag inside the large plastic bag

Label the bag with person’s name and time of the injury

Asthma (How to Operate an Inhaler)

People diagnosed with asthma will typically be aware of it and may have an inhaler on them. If someone has an asthma attack:

Ask them: “Are you okay? Do you need your inhaler?” 

The person will probably be able to give some sort of indication in response

If they need their inhaler: 

Locate the inhaler

Put the medicine (metallic capsule pictured below) in the inhaler if it is not already in there, it will click into place

Shake the inhaler to activate the medicine

Attach the mouth piece if it’s unattached (not all inhalers have one, it is not pictured below)

Remove the cap (cap is darker blue piece pictured below)

Have the person put their head back

Put the inhaler in the person’s mouth

Push down on the canister and have them breathe out slowly

They should begin to feel relief immediately, but you should still have them sit down and take it easy for a while

Call 911 if they are still having difficulty breathing after the inhaler has been administered

Bee Sting

Usually bee stings present only mild irritation and pain. If the person stung has a severe allergic reaction, you will need to call 911.

Get a first aid kit

Scrape away the bee stinger and venom sack using a credit card or something similar in nature

Wash the affected area with lots of soap and running water

Wrap a bag of ice in a towel and place it over the affected area for 20 minutes or until the pain is gone

Watch the person for up to 30 minutes for signs of an allergic reaction

Call 911 if they present any classic allergy symptoms

Bleeding from Nose

Have the person lean their head forward

Get a First Aid kit

Or have someone else get one

Have the bleeding person apply pressure to the bridge of their nose using gauze from the First Aid kit

Do not remove the gauze if it’s bled through- this will remove any blood clots that have formed. 

If the gauze is bled through, add more gauze on top until the bleeding stops

Call 911 if the bleeding lasts longer than 15 minutes

Heat Cramps/Dehydration

Can lead to heat exhaustion! These typically happen when someone is dehydrated and tries to do lots of physical activity.

Have the person sit down and cool off

Have them drink something with sugar and electrolytes

Water will work in a pinch but sugary drinks and gatorade are preferred

Heat Exhaustion

Call 911 and put the phone on speaker

Have the person lie down

Cool the person by pouring water on them or wetting them with wet cloths until they begin to act normally

Have them drink something with sugar and electrolytes

Water will work in a pinch but sugary drinks and gatorade are preferred

Wait with them until help arrives

Opioid Overdose

My instructor said that these will often happen in an unsafe or an isolated environment. Always check to make sure that the scene is safe- look out for needles. 

Naloxone is used to revive people who have overdosed on opioids. If you find someone who has overdosed on opioids you happen to have naloxone on you and know how to administer it, the American Heart Association recommends that you use it instead of waiting for help to arrive.

Responsive:

Yell for help

Call 911 and put the phone on speaker

Wait with the person until help arrives

Unresponsive

Yell for help

Call 911 and put the phone on speaker

Perform five cycles of adult CPR

Wait for help

Seizure

Seizures are abnormal electrical activity in the brain. Typical seizure symptoms: spasms, muscle rigidity, and unconsciousness. Seizures typically last between 60-90 seconds before the person gains consciousness. 

Do NOT touch the person who is having a seizure

Do NOT put anything in their mouth

Call 911 and put the phone on speaker

If there are people around, ask them to get a First Aid kit while you wait with the person having the seizure

Don’t leave the person having a seizure if you are alone

Move objects away from the person having the seizure so that they don’t knock into them

If possible, place a small towel/pad underneath the person’s head

If the person starts vomiting, turn them over on their side so that they don’t choke

If possible use gloves and an eye mask from a First Aid kit to avoid exposure to bodily fluids

After they come to, they may be bleeding from the mouth. 

Use gauze from a First Aid kit to stop the bleeding

Have them apply pressure with the gauze until the bleeding stops

Stay with the person until help arrives

Splints

Splints should be significantly longer than the injured area. They’re used to constrict movement, so the person is injured should not be able to move freely once the splint is applied. Splints are use to treat broken/dislocated bones. It’s very difficult to tell if a bone is actually broken or just dislocated, so don’t worry about it and just splint the thing.

Call 911 and put the phone on speaker

Get a First Aid kit

Both these steps can be delegated to someone else if they’re around

Put on gloves/eye glasses from the First Aid kit to avoid contamination from bodily fluids

Cover exposed wound area with gauze

Do not remove the gauze if it’s bled through- this will remove any blood clots that have formed. 

If the gauze is bled through, add more gauze on top until the bleeding stops.

Place a strip of rigid material underneath the injured area

Use gauze/dressing from the First Aid kit to secure the splint by wrapping material above and below the injured area

Never tie material directly over the injury

Have the person stay as still as possible until help arrives

Stroke

Strokes are caused from blockage/bleeding from things like blood clots. Typical signs of a stroke: face drooping (or numbness), arm weakness (or numbness), and speech difficulty. There is nothing much you can do except wait with the person and try to make them comfortable until help arrives.

Call 911 and put the phone on speaker

Note the time that the stroke symptoms began (this will help hospital technicians)

Stay with the person until help arrives

Tourniquets

Some First Aid kits will come with a pre-made tourniquet. If your kit does not have a tourniquet you can make one fairly easily. Tourniquets should only be used for injuries where the person is squirting blood. No squirting blood? Use a splint.

Call 911 and put the phone on speaker

Get a First Aid kit

Both these steps can be delegated to someone else if they’re around

Put on gloves/eye glasses from the First Aid kit to avoid contamination from bodily fluids

Fold cloth or a bandage so that it’s long and an inch wide

Wrap the the bandage/cloth two inches above the wound

Never apply a tourniquet bandage/cloth on a joint (like elbows or knees). 

Find a small stick

Place the small stick atop the cloth/bandage and tie it there

You can now turn the small stick to tighten the cloth/bandage

Have the injured person lay down and try to move as little as possible

Do not remove the tourniquet- even if the bleeding stops.

Wait until help arrives.

Opium: Up in Smoke

Pairing: Aizawa x Daughter!reader (read ALL warnings)

Word count: around 8k (This is Chapter 1 of a multi-chapter series)

Warnings: incest, nonconsensual sex, DDLG dynamics with “Daddy “ actually meaning father. Dubious consent that turns as consensual as it can be considering the circumstances? Painful virginity loss. Drug use. Intoxicated sex. Crying during sex. Unprotected sex.  Violence. Mentions of blood.  Angst with a ….happy ending? Exploration of uncomfortable emotions.

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Alright, my goal with this was to make people, even those who really like incest fics, kind of sit back and contemplate the nuances of this objectively fucked up situation and go “why do i like this *pepehands*”. Thank you @smutbardpeach for editing and @tomurasprincess @hisoknen @bakatenshii and @kazooli​ making me feel comfortable posting this and a few of you betaing. ^^

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How does dabi drink??? Doesn't the liquid just fall in between the staples on the sides of his mouth????

me? sexualizing my own trauma to get attention? it’s more likely than you think.

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[Summary: Tōru Oikawa + a god complex.]

Warnings!!!

God complex

Female y/n

Implied relationship

Cliffhanger

He’s just gotten home.

You don’t hear him just yet, upstairs. You’re busy with class, getting annoyed with the people in it. They were trying to copy off of your work, and didnt want to put any effort into the discussion.

You walk downstairs to get a glass of water to cool off when you see him.

Tōru is eating a cut peach off of a plate, dipping it in honey before he places it carefully into his mouth. He’s in his button up and slacks, yet he looks ethereal. You pause on the stairs.

He looks up at you, smiling slightly.

“Y/N, how was your day, dear?” He asks, voice layered in sugar as he takes another bite of honeyed fruit.

“Frustrating.” You answer, sighing heavily as you enter the kitchen to get a glass of water. You keep getting distracted by him, watching as he takes another bite of peach. The sun flowed so well against his skin, illuminating it in a yellow glow. You fill your cup to the brim, observing him as you walk to the table to sit with your water.

“Oh? Do tell.” He leans against the counter.

“These people in class are terrible, trying to copy off my work! When they haven’t done anything.” You vent to him, telling him how incompetent they were.

“How infuriating.” He replies, tilting his head like a curious bird looking at a shiny coin. “How dare they treat you like that, love. If I had my way, I wouldn’t allow them to even look at you. You are blessed by me, are you not?”

You hesitate. Why was he talking that way? It wasn’t unheard of for Oikawa to get confident, no. But this was different. Something about the way he was looking at you, the way he walked, the way his voice sounded.

“I suppose so, people are just stupid.”

His response is delayed by another bite of the fruit on his plate. He was almost finished. “Who cares about people?” His eyes glide over you. “You’re so benevolent for keeping up this nice façade, love. They should be grateful for even talking to you.”

Your stomach swirls, anxious.

“Façade?”

“You’re faking being nice, aren’t you? After all,” Oikawa smiles at you, chewing and swallowing the last piece of peach he had on his plate. He scoops up honey on his finger and swipes it against his tongue, a smile appearing. “I have graced you with my presence all the same. They should be happy to even look at you. I’ll squeeze every ounce of respect from their bodies.”

You shudder at the thought. “You..graced me, Tōru?”

He nods, sitting on the edge of the table. He looks down at you from your seated position in the chair. His brown eyes catch the sun and turn golden.

“I mean, I guess! You being around is lovely.” You continue, laughing nervously. You pause when he leans forward and kisses you. Honey and peach. The kiss is broken by you first. “I love you. “

“I know, Y/N.” He answers, pulling you onto his lap. “Who wouldn’t?” A slight smile. “I’m a fucking god.”

You laugh again at that.

“You’re beautiful, yes. Angelic, maybe. But god? I don’t think so.” You answer, bringing out a frown on his face. He pauses before kissing you again, running a thumb over your cheek. He trails it down to your neck in pecks.

“Don’t you feel holy, dear?” You’re too breathless to respond.

His voice comes back up to near your ear.

“You know what I’m going to do to you, hm?”

“Kiss me again?” You try, whimpering when he grinds into you.

He laughs at your naive comment and the noise you made. He felt powerful.

“No. I’m going to fuck you.”

I’m beautiful like a doll, cruel like a god

if they wouldn’t kill god for you then what’s the point

An idea that’s been stuck in my head for awhile is that Class 1-A + teachers get stuck in a quirk. It takes any group stuck in it, and one at a time they have to attempt a trial. If any one person passes, then they go free. If nobody passes, they die. The others may watch, but not interact with the person currently undergoing their trial. The rules for how to win the trial are not explained.

The order is random and Kirishima is first. There’s a kid crying and scared of some bullies. Kirishima promises he’ll protect the child from them, but quickly discovers he can’t. They can only advise the child on what to do or not to do. They cannot physically intervene.

Knowing that, Kirishima advises the child to fight back against the bullies. He fails his trial.

Izuku attempts the trial next. His child is upset because a friend has been saying mean things to them. Izuku tells them that they ought to confront the person and stop being friends with them.

Izuku fails his trial.

Several more students go. All fail, despite trying different routes.

Aizawa is in the middle, and his child is grieving over loss. He makes it farther than a lot of his students, but fails when he tells them to let go. That once someone is gone, they’re gone forever.

A few more go. Shouto makes it longer than some of the others, but he fails too.

Then it’s Katsuki’s turn.

Only his situation isn’t like the others. The others had playgrounds, schools, bedrooms. His child is in a cell. Their arms are bound, and they’re woozy. They don’t know where they are or how they got here. Katsuki, in his ghostly form, takes a look around the room and sits down next to them.

“Should I try to fight? Or should I wait for someone to save me?” the child asks him.

Katsuki doesn’t answer right off the bat.

“Who knows you’re gone right now?”

The child thinks about it for a moment

“No one.” They admit. “My parents are on a trip. It’s summer. I have a friend- maybe they noticed- but they might just think I’m busy.”

Katsuki nods, his eyes are tired, so very tired, but he doesn’t lower his head. He meets the ghostly child’s gaze head on.

“You’re gonna have to fight kid. There’s no one coming to save you.”

The child looks away, but they nod, understanding. Everyone else is fucking horrified, how could Katsuki say that to a child? But he doesn’t fail the trial. Not then, and not as it progresses through scene after scene. Katsuki keeps the child moving forward, with straight, practical advice, and that one core idea.

There’s nobody coming to save them. He can’t save them. They have to save themself.

The child comes to a balcony, and there’s no way out but to jump. A raging ocean below them, the angry kidnappers behind the doors. Katsuki is standing beside them as they stare out over the ocean, to the distant shore.

“I don’t know if I can swim that far.”

“If you jump, you’re gonna hafta.”

The child looks out for a moment longer before turning to look up at Katsuki. This time, there’s something different in their eyes, something final, as they stand on the edge of the abyss.

“What did you do?”

And that’s the moment when it clicks together for everyone else, horror looming over them. Katsuki only snorts.

“Me? I jumped and I never looked back.”

The kid nods, and then all of the sudden they’re different. They are not just any child anymore. They’re a younger Katsuki. Wearing the same clothes he was wearing that day, an outfit that Izuku remembers Katsuki used to love until one day he didn’t. And he never knew why until-

Until now.

“Okay.”

Katsuki’s voice is high pitched, but it still his as he nods. That was the key it seemed. The scene fades out, and it’s just the two of them left standing there. The trial has been passed. They both know it has been, but they’re given a moment longer. It’s the younger one who speaks first.

“In the end, we made it home, right?”

“Fuck yeah we did.”

“But- I remember- I promised. Some day I would strong enough- strong enough that they’d never be able to take me again.”

The older Katsuki’s momentary surge of pride falters, his eyes falling.

“Does it get better? Does it stop? If I just keep going- if I keep swimming- if I get strong, then will it be enough?”

That takes a much longer time for Katsuki to answer, and he heaves a sigh.

“Not any time soon. I still remember this one. It wasn’t the worst one, not by a longshot. This was just the first time. There’s gonna be more. They fucking suck.”

“But it gets better? Right? It has to?”

Red eyes look away before he takes in a deep breath, resummoning his courage and looking back.

“God I fucking hope so. I’m fucking trying. But so far- well I can’t say it stops. Who knows though, maybe the last one really was the last one. But I thought that two years ago too, and look where that got me.”

His child self looks down, kicking his little feet. Katsuki remembers those sneakers. They were ruined after this.

“If I don’t know if it gets better, then why bother?”

It’s a loaded question. Katsuki knows the answer to this one though, he doesn’t hesitate. It’s what’s kept him going all these years.

“Listen, when it comes down to it, you’ve got two options. You can keep swimming for shore, or you can let yourself sink. And who knows, maybe you’ll never actually get to the shore. Maybe you’re going to be stuck in this ocean forever. But if you let yourself drown, you’ve got no chance of getting out. If you keep swimming, there’s a chance. Dunno how good the odds are, dunno how much further it is, dunno if I’m strong enough to make it. I’m gonna keep swimming though, because if there is even a chance of me making it out of this, then I’m going to go after it with everything I’ve fucking got. That’s the only real option.”

There’s a pause, and Katsuki’s gaze is firm, but not unsympathetic. It’s hard. He knows it is.

“Besides, I’m not going to just give up and let those bastards win. Katsuki Bakugou isn’t a fucking quitter, you got that kid?”

And his child self gives him a smile and a nod, and both are real, even if little red eyes are still watery and the smile is weak at best.

“Got it. Loud and clear.”

The scene is back. They’re on the balcony again.

No more words, there’s none left for them to say.

Just a quickly exchanged look, a nod. And the child is jumping off to the dangerous ocean depths below. Katsuki watches, face carefully blank.

The quirk shatters when he hits the water, everyone being freed at once. Katsuki wakes up the most violently of any of them, gasping for air that takes him too long to find. They’re worried, they’re so worried, but he brushes them off.

It’s not the time to be worried. It’s the time to keep swimming forward until they reach shore. And then he’ll handle the rest of this shit.

After all, if he doesn’t, then he’d have no chance at all. That’s just not a fucking option.

"Daddy~ please stop~I already came four times~"

"If you can still count, then clearly we're still a long way from done"

@szmacenie edit

okay so this usually isn’t super my thing but I had a dream last night and I could kind of get behind it in the right circumstances. it’s not secret I love me some objectification

my partner carefully arranges the dress they’ve picked out for me, fluffy, with full petticoats giving it a nice shape. i’m bare underneath- they shaved me for an hour while I shook and pleaded with them to touch me, always avoiding where I wanted it most, making sure i’m nice and neat. no panties, no matter how well they would match the white stockings they pull up my legs and attach to the garter belt around my waist. trim little shoes too

obviously my hair and makeup are next. they coo at me to tell me how good I look, and I feel warm and happy and cared for. they set me in a chair next to their desk while they work and tell me to be a good dolly. all I can focus on is my bare lips against the wood of the chair, my dress carefully arranged to give access. my cock is throbbing but dolls don’t talk so I just sit and try to be good

and finally, finally, they come over and gather up their dolly and set me on their lap and I can feel how warm they are in their pants, and they grind up into me, occasionally reminding me not to move or speak, just let them play…

Unless you act on them with a non consenting partner or actively victim blame and promote rape culture. Have a nice day everyone except for rape apologists and rapists.

hey: rape fantasies are normal and harmless and lots of people have them. there's nothing wrong with you. you're fine.

Me waking up and making a proper post on Tumblr for the first time in months:

As much as I love Karma and Rio, they should have been told off more and Nagisa should have shouted at them for making his trauma into a massive joke.

Jean Jacques Lequeu, Et nous aussi nous serons meres (1794)

i remember i once heard this dude question if maybe the reason god kicked man out of the garden of eden wasn't to punish us, but so that our knowledge of good and evil would *matter*, we'd need firsthand experience with suffering to TRULY understand why making others suffer is wrong

but in a way that kinda put us a step above god, who is a being of lawful morality but had never suffered himself. (the guy also proposed that maybe part of god WANTED us to surpass him, that's why he made us. that's why he put the fruit so close within reach.)

god knew his law, but had never suffered or felt the consequences of his law. so that's why he thought flooding the earth or condemning people to hell was fine.

the dude left off there but it got me thinking about the crucifixion. because that's when god DID suffer. and after he suffered, he granted us mercy.

i never understood the idea that hw had to sacrifice himself to pay off a debt that we owed HIM and that HE decided the punishment for. why not just wave his hands and say we're forgiven?

but the implications of this. the crucifixion didn't redeem *us*, didn't make us worthy of mercy. no, it redeemed *god*, taught him how to GIVE mercy.

and idk to what extent i believe this interpretation, or how much i even believe the book it's based on. but wow is that interpretation weirdly freeing to consider, after a lifetime of being told that all that suffering was my fault

Gentle Dominance

We all see plenty of images and videos on here with expressions of aggressive Dominance. Submissive faces pressed into the sheets as they’re taken from behind. Cute mouths gaped wide to take their owner’s intent into their throat.

But what about the more gentle forms of Dominance that brings them back to you without having to launder the sheets after?

What about braiding her hair for her and picking out a ribbon for her to wear in it?

Reading her a story while she soaks in a hot bath?

Polishing up her work shoes while she makes dinner? (or making dinner while she polishes her work shoes… whatever your gender role preferences are)

Teaching her something new, like putting in phone numbers for trusted resources in her phone and teaching her which one is which. Like your favorite towing company in case her car breaks down and you’re not able to get to her side fast.

How about teaching her how to check the oil level in her car or how to inspect her tires for wear? Yes, you’ll probably do this for her anyway but this shows you care about her, her safety and her situational awareness.

Let her teach you how to cook one of her preferred meals so you can step up when she gets sick. (Yes, this counts as Dominance because your instructing her to teach you how to take better care of her when she’s down)

Tying her shoes for her.

Brushing her hair out before bedtime.

Setting out bath items for her and selecting a bath bomb for her to use that evening. 

Get inventive. Be caring. Dominance doesn’t have to be this stoic and distant figurehead whenever it’s not horny time.

Your dom taking full advantage of your oral fixation and training you to be able to take their full size. Starting you off with a small dildo seeing how much you can take and slowly working you up to taking their actual size. Cooing gently as they held you in their arms and pushing the toy further down your throat. ‘This is what you wanted isn’t it baby? To have something in your mouth? It’s pathetic you think you can take daddy if you can’t take a simple toy’