Category: Conversations

Talking, teasing, manipulating, debating, and delighting

Call out post

somecutehoe:

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hey
How’s your day going

I went to the supermarket today and found a pristine shopping cart. It was apparently brand new, so Its wheels rolled silently and smoothly, with no trace of rattle or shimmy. Even when full, I could propel it effortlessly through the meandering, determinedly oblivious throng of Sunday shoppers and their snot-encrusted, free-range idiot offspring. I found it a deeply satisfying, once-in-a-lifetime experience of purity and untouched perfection in the midst of seething, consumerist chaos.

It was like fucking a virgin… only in this case, I didn’t want to ruin it for the next guy.

Very beautiful and I would marry you in a heart beat as well as love you for ever.

sillysexystupid-deactivated2020:

That’s kind of a really creepy thing to say ._.

Nah, it’s just a little creepy. But I can fix it.

You’re beautiful and I’ll love you forever. As long as you never change; never bloat, never sag, never wrinkle, never flake, never stubble, never gray, never stoop, never sicken, never weaken, and never, ever dull. Photographs of your pretty, faceless body are all I need to know that you’re everything I’ll ever require from a woman; it’s perfect, the way I don’t have to look in your eyes and see your disappointment. It should always be this way between us, with you only speaking when you have something sexual to say, and always posed provocatively when I take the time to look at you. Of course, if I were a teenaged girl, I’d be writing weird, sexually disturbing fanfic about One Direction right now, but since I’m a guy on the internet, I’m here making you vaguely uncomfortable instead. This is the story we’ll tell our grandkids about, I just know it!

See, it was just missing a few details.

You decide to share your life, which is an awesome thing, but I thought I missed something and wanted to ask about it because you’re flipping out. I get that you’re upset about whatever, but be a fucking adult and don’t take it out on everyone. You don’t have to run this blog, it was your choice it share your life. People are going to ask questions, I wasn’t being rude or disrespectful to you at all. It wouldn’t kill you to do the same??? If you have an issue with questions delete your blog.

use-me-abuse-me-deactivated2016:

If you don’t like how I handle stupid questions then go ahead and unfollow. This blog is for me, not for you.

I love how Tumblr gives me an opportunity to observe the casual dickery of the modern male in such abundance and detail. It’s educational, and occasionally, kind of impressive.

I mean, Uppity McDicksquiggle up there found a way to take a classic asshole sentiment –“c’mon, how about a smile?”– and expand it into dozens of words worth of mansplaining, entitlement, condescension, and hurt feewings. That’s some solid, craftsman-level douchebaggery, in my opinion, and it’s hard not to admire the years of work that have gone into honing such skill.

It’s an amazing time to be alive!

greedyinthecountry:

rimming-babes:

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This looks unnecessarily awkward.

Yeah. Getting rimmed might be nice, but the thrill of making her feel like a low-end bidet isn’t enough to compensate for the damage to my own dignity.

One of the key differences between me and the girls I like is that there are some things I won’t do to get off.

Regarding break and build: SGG, are you talking about someone breaking someone down in play or at large? They are clearly different animals. The latter is dangerous and a sign of a twue-dommy (who probably still lives with Mommy). Anyone with an ounce of intelligence and/or skill can build someone up (so they can reach their potential) without breaking them down first. Building up is building up, period. In play, it ‘might’ be acceptable, if it is mutually agreed upon. SGG, thoughts?

subgirlygirl:

I’m not sure what this is regarding, but here’s my view on the whole ‘break her down before I build her up again’ phenomenon:

1) It was created by men who lack the finesse to inspire submission. (You might recognize them by their ‘Take it, slut!’ snarl.)

2) Most (self-proclaimed) dominant men who tout this practice do not, in my opinion, have the education, experience, and/or skill set to safely take another person through the drive-thru of an Arby’s much less the murky depths of the human psyche. 

In fairness, is it technically possible for anyone to safely go through an Arby’s drive-thru? Between the permanent cloud of aerosolized beef grease and the thin, omnipresent layer of Horsey Sauce on every surface, it’s like an obstacle course for the human immune system.