Escape!

Escape!

gayboykink:

Hahaaa, fucking finally after three and a half hours I got myself out of these ‘inescapable cuffs’. I nearly broke my teeth at that slipknot and my wrists are red as hell, but luckily I managed in time, about an hour before I’d have to go through the humiliation of my bf coming home finding me like that!

Cooking diner for myself and eating was interesting to do though. 

Ahahah oh gayboykink, you got yourself out of trouble this time but in the future your boyfriend might have to leave you tied up for your own safety. You’d think if you locked a boy’s cock up he’ll stay out of mischief, but no, apparently not.

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Jack had lived in this unique boarding school for almost three years now. It was a kind of a last-attempt place society sent their most troublesome, the most sexually deviant young men to be disciplined and corrected so they could then live normal lives. Jack had earned the ability to wear a shirt again, which he did with great pride. He felt proud to have made adjustments to his behavior, thoughts, and actions, and was ahead of schedule to graduate.

He had even earned himself a special little kind of promotion, in where he was now asked to hold the arms of the boys receiving spankings over the same pommel horse he’d been bent over himself many, many times. Still, when that paddle came down on the asses of those wayward lads, Jack still flinched upon impact. It wasn’t so far out of memory that he’d forgotten the sting of correction.

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Text is fictional.

Sigh

Sigh

Again, I apologize for the lack of updates. My manager at work is fucking with everyone’s schedule and responsibilities to the point that we’re calling a store meeting because we’re all on the verge of all quitting at once. Things should be better soon.

I’m submitting something to a Dreamspinner’s Press anthology and the due date to apply is on the 1st of February, so any spare time I have is going into that. I apologize if anyone feels ignored, I’ll try to update at least once a day.

Gorram it (aka follow up from an old mess)

Gorram it (aka follow up from an old mess)

dreddigon:

allbecauseoftheboys:

I kindly ask that anyone that reblogged THIS POST involving the boyfriend and the cat please delete it from their blog. Also, please reblog this so your followers will do the same. It’s been so far removed from context and my intent I’m just at a loss. I’ve been accused of fetishizing the plight of queer rights. I’ve been accused of stealing pictures for attention. Someone even berated me for animal cruelty because that phrase involving stuffing implied eating turkey. I have been up to 5:30 am apologizing to everyone and sending personal responses to every unhappy reblog and PM. I need to stem this tide somehow. Please, please delete it.

I’m so sorry. I was just intended to be harmless fluff. Please don’t follow me just because of that post.

it amazes me that you would continue making up stories for random pictures after what happened with that one

i mean it’s not like that was the ONLY time it was disrespectful to make up false stories about real people

This was a response to the clusterfuck over this post I naively wrote last year, in where some people thought it was real and I had to do some damage control. (In case anyone is wondering, this is the Tumblr of the couple in the picture.)

I do want to respond to this though, just in case anyone feels the same way. I am making up false stories, but not exactly about real people. I am not using their names in the story and writing stories as them (like in fanfiction, which I do not write). I use the people in the pictures as inspiration and write a prompt based on the scene I see. 99% of the time I haven’t seen the porn it belongs to, or the rest of the photoset. I always use different names than the people in the pictures. Matter of fact, I actually keep a book of baby names on my desk for this because I keep running out of names. I invent personalities as they come to me. 

I have started adding ‘fiction’ disclaimer to most of my posts. I try to find sources and photographers when I can, but it’s a challenge even with reverse image searches.

I have been doing this September and no one has messaged me yet to take down a post. I write these as exercises, mostly as practice for writing original fiction. It is never my intention to impersonate or act as other people. That’s all.