Just A Reminder To Littles, Especially Ones With An Actual Age Gap In The Dynamic, That Your Caregiver

puppies need enrichment like thorough beatings w the belt and a leg to hump

the subtle but important distinction between "daddy" and "dad" is one of my favorite ageplay/fauxcest things tbh. cause on the one hand, going from "daddy" to "dad" is a shift from "teehee we're saying something taboo and kinky" to "i want you to Be My Father and also fuck me." but going from "dad" to "daddy" as they regress younger and younger is sorely underrated tbh. they both have their place but the difference can really make a scene 🥴

never kill yourself there's trans people who will be your sibling or parent incestuously

Sorry to be in Sex Work Advocacy mode but the way Transfems so frequently have to turn to it and already have our sexuality so policed, we MUST include advocacy for sex workers in our transfeminism

my sadism extends to people with low confidence i love breaking your entire worldview of yourself as undeserving of this or that i love just not playing by the rules your trauma made you internalize it makes me feel like some eldritch creature dominating a tiny mortal i fucking love those little whines when i so eloquently deconstruct your reasoning as to why you don’t deserve respect or courtesy

I love it/its pronouns....not even exclusively in an objectification way. in a creature way. in a nonhuman way. in a beloved heirloom way.

When that title slips out of their mouth for the very first time.

You're nuzzled into my breasts, lips locked around my nipple while I cradle your head and work my fingers in and out of you. Your eyes are tightly shut, your sweet whimpers are like sounds of heaven for me, and your hips can't keep themselves still. My good girl. You're mumbling incoherently now, all I hear is the beginnings of little pleads, which fade into pretty little moans while I curl my finger into you, just like that. But when that edge is finally coming around the corner, when your hips are rutting faster and your lips fail at continuing to suckle me, I hear it.

"Please, m- mommy"

My fingers stop, but only for a few seconds. You look up at me with wide eyes, realization hitting you like a train. Your eyes are glossing up, and your lips are quivering. You're about to apologize. You're about to beg me to pretend that the past 10 seconds didn't happen.

Oh, sweetheart. Finally.

My hand that was softly cradling your head, now finds your roots and forms a tight grip. My eyes that were looking at you so tenderly before, are now darkened with the need to see you break for me. My fingers that were filling you up so tenderly and gently, now aim to completely and utterly wreck you.

"Was.. was that okay?"

"Say it again."

*thru tears* what if... i was a little stuffed animal. and you lvoed me so much? and hugged me to sleep and i was your favourite and andnyou always missed me when you couldn't cuddle me and whenever you woke uppl and saw me fallen by the side of the bed you'd go "oh no!!" and you'd pick me up and give me a big squeeze for being so brave down the side of the bed

Can I talk for a second about how fucking cute masochists are? Like, when I hurt someone and they cling to me like I'm going to help them somehow like honey, no. Precious, beautiful darling. No, you're just getting more. But like, that's fine! They want that! But they also make all these cute pathetic little noises and stare up at me with their eyes all huge and what, I'm just supposed to NOT grab them by the chin and hold them down and grin hungrily so they know how much fucking danger they're in? I love masochists.

puppy fetched her own toy!!! That deserves a reward!!!!!