Somebody needs to make priest porn that's actually at least semi decent quality, like with actually good clothing and not just taking their clothes off after 0.5 seconds. Or am I just weird
Don’t Fear The Reaper- Blue Öyster Cult
It's official, so prayer circle for the casting we all need. 🙏
Please, spread this for those who might need it right now
U.S. suicide hotline: call or text 988 (available 24 hours)
U.S. trans lifeline: (877) 565-8860 (when you call, you’ll speak to a trans/nonbinary peer operator. full anonymity and confidentiality)
Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA) National Helpline: 1-800-662-HELP (4357) – provides 24/7 confidential support and referrals for individuals and families facing mental health and substance use disorders, including panic attacks and anxiety.
LGBT National Help Center: (888) 843-4564
Trevor Project: Call (866) 488-7386, text START to 678-678, or chat online.
Take care of yourself and each other. Please stay safe ♡
sure, i’d let you do whatever you wanted to me, but don’t you wanna force me to instead? wouldn’t it be so much more fulfilling, knowing that i don’t get a say and that you’re in control? don’t you wanna take it from me?
Block the Trumpers, the homophobes, the transphobes, the people celebrating the loss of rights. You'll be better off, even if they are family.
Oh for a sweet baby faced, vampire priest to let me baby him. To the point he’s definitely in sub space and super clingy. 🥺 Bonus if he’s got severe mommy issues.
Also need him to provide so much care in return when I need it. Him knowing it’s been a bad week and just holding me. Telling me I’m worthy of care even if I make mistakes.
Accidentally head butting your friend a little too hard. Their nose is actually bleeding, you apologize genuinely feeling bad but also a little turned on by the blood. They nearly forgive you but see that look in your eyes, before you know it they pull you by your hips. And not even having time to process what’s happening, swift strikes land on your ass. Making you gasp and realize the severity of your mistake. Even though by the end you’re a soaked mess in tears, and unable to sit for at least a week. If you’re lucky.