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Amazon Fuck Up

Amazon Fuck Up

by ccallenreese

I was just notified that somehow, the wrong file got uploaded to Amazon when I edited Sticking The Landing the last time. I don’t even keep those files in similar folders, so I am completely befuddled over how this happened. If you received an unpublished story about Egg and his chickadee, then you can request a refund (if Amazon won’t co-operate, I’ll refund you manually) and PM me for the correct file in the extension you want. Amazon takes 12 hours or so to “review” things so the book URL might not be active for a bit.

I am SO SORRY about this and much thanks goes to the Tumblr user who informed me of this error. How embarrassing. Thank you.

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by ccallenreese

How humiliating to be kept only locked and naked, but put in mitts as well as if to say he doesn’t have any decorum at all in keeping his hands off himself. Maybe this is why he’s allowed to keep his hair, a small gesture to humor him, to give the illusion that he’s still a grown man in control of his own body. However, if you look at his other pictures of him in a collar and diapers you can tell he is happiest when he is helpless and has to rely on someone else’s care and whims. That lock is metal after all….doubt it’s coming off for a long while. The hair will go eventually, along with the rest of his old identity.

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Word processing

by ccallenreese

I was on a roll tonight! I wrote 3,143 words tonight (now at 6,460) and nailed some giant voids character development and plot. In case anyone is curious, I’m fleshing out this caption for my next short story. I’m changing the names though.

However it’s like 5:51 am omg fuuuck ;_; My parakeets are asleep though, so it’s about time I do the same. I’m not be posting until like 2 pm PST though so sorry if anything’s belated later.

Every single one of you inspire me and push me to write better, so for that, thank you <3

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by ccallenreese

Getting ready. He knows everything must be perfect, not a thread out of place, not a wrinkle in his leggings. As a male ballet dancer, he has to fight harder for the right to wear shoes with ribbons like all the girls he admires with dainty feet. These shoes were custom made to fit his wider feet, but he can’t help feeling the ballet world will only accept this breach of tradition as long as he is triumphant on stage. A second off his time, a slip, a fall, a forgotten step and he won’t just be a disgrace, but he’ll be a disgrace in ribboned shoes… there will be whispers he should have just stuck to men’s slippers or danced barefoot, like the men should and always have. No, he won’t let that happen.

Especially, especially, since the man he’s worshipped forever will be in the audience. His hero, his role model, his god. Now, he must let go of his ego, his worries, his stress, and just…dance. And dance he will. 

(Photograph by Vincent Chine; model unknown. Caption is fiction.)
(Just three late night ballet reblogs tonight.)

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by ccallenreese

I might wear leggings and slippers to work, but I am strong, and I am beautiful, and I am confident. I am a ballet dancer and proud of it.

Chase Finlay is a born-and-bred American boy who dances for the New York City Ballet; there are plenty of videos at the source too. There is something so captivating about this shot; his legs look as if they were carved from powder blue pastel sticks and his torso is an ideal inverted triangle shape. He’s got a great smile, too, definitely a boy you bring home to meet Mama. 

(The caption is fictional, btw).

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Victor Gurr tribute mix – [Yasutaka Nakata] / Perfume / capsule

by ccallenreese

Victor Gurr tribute mix – [Yasutaka Nakata] / Perfume / capsule

It’s 3 am and it’s writing time! I normally don’t post music on my channel, but, I’ve been playing this non-stop while I write lately and wanted to share. I’m such a huge fan of Yasutaka Nakata, the best dance music producer the world mostly ignores (he’s one half of capsule, and the genius behind Perfume’s sound). At nearly 54 minutes, you can go forever with this.

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Olev came home after work to find the door unlocked. Oh, so his roommate was home. He pushed open the door and was greeted by the sight of two men fornicating on his couch. “Oh!” he exclaimed, “Shit, I’m sorry – I …I’ll go my room now.”

He began to take off his shoes when he realized not either of one them had looked up. They were too lost in whatever Raymond’s boyfriend was doing on his lap. He was clenching and rocking his ass on Raymond’s cock and was making feral, gutter noises between keens of pleasure. Seems Raymond found himself a tried and true pussyboi who was busy blowing his mind while riding him. Olev kept his eyes glued to them as he tip toed to the bedroom. He knew knew things were going well with Raymond’s new boy but didn’t know it was this well!

He let them have their privacy although without headphones, he could hear them going for hours until the passed out on the sofa together around midnight. Olev snuck into the kitchen to make a sandwich and lock up the place. They were a cute couple, sticky and sweaty and totally unconscious, with smiles on their faces. He covered them in the blanket and turned off the lights.