“Why did you change lanes?” My wife doesn’t like my driving, and I don’t like hers. I thought that we had established this long ago and had an unspoken agreement that we would suffer our dislike for each other’s driving in silence. She had broken the code of silence. “You know we have to turn left right up there don’t you? You are not in the right lane to turn left,” she added with no…
I was bothered by this, like, latest kink shaming round, until I realized that their radfems. Not just that, they seem too be TERFs.
And hey, at least this time, I’m a victim. Like, almost every reblog is calling my partners abusive/horrible and is, like, dripping with handwringing and, like, totes real concern, like, over my well being. They really care. So much. Their, like, certainly not just using me too make themselves, like, seem compassionate. Most cert. And their obvi not ignoring my agency and the, like, reality that I’m a grown ass woman who can make her own choices about how she, like, enjoys having sex.
The, like, post I liked best was the one about how I seem too be involved in a “less abusive” relation now, as opposed too the relationship I’m in with my owner. No, no, sweeties. I just added people in addition to him. I’m still with him. In fact, I’ve also added additional partners who I’m sure these, like, people would consider emotionally abusive, at least. And no doubt that, like, were it possible too do all the things we’ve talked about doing (stupid long distance), they would consider them physically abusive, as well.
Honestly, I, like, think the idea that these men r in any way “abusive” is entirely laughable. Their intelligent, creative, caring people who I have excellent, hilarious, and like, insight ridden conversations with. They respect me, my intelligence, and my agency, like, a billion times more than the kink shamers do.
(Also, maybe the writing dumber thing makes it look like I’m pulling my punches, but, really, they just aren’t important enough too stop playing the, like, enjoyable, messed up game I’m playing with The Super Sadist. Or to violate the punishment, like, my owner gave me.)
a/n: welcome to ch.1 of lrpd!! super excited to finally get to the characters y’all know and love and we hope y’all love the story as much as we do
Nikolai dreamed he was finally free.
Free to decide where he wanted to go. Free to do as he wanted without someone breathing down his neck. Free to live each day without worrying if it’d be his last. But his dream was nothing more than a distraction as he made his way through the baron’s manor. He flexed his fingers, anticipation thrumming in his blood.
He was on yet another thrilling job involving ‘complicated acquisition’.
Or just theft, though he disliked that term very much. What he did wasn’t the same as snatching a wallet from some unsuspecting pedestrian or palming something off a store shelf when no one was watching.
Theft is theft, his employer’s voice echoed in his mind. And let me remind you, we caught you. You’re not half as clever as you think you are.
Nikolai wrinkled his nose at the memory, suddenly feeling hot under the guard’s uniform he was wearing as a disguise. Juris was always a stickler for protocol, regardless of where Nikolai’s skillset lay. He shook his head to clear it and focused on the task at hand.
It’s with happy hearts that Frame & Follie announces that after three beautiful years, we’ve decided to close up our boutique design shop. We’re grateful for all that we’ve learned, both from working with each other and with our wonderful clients. A big thank you goes out to all of our clients, colleagues and friends! We truly appreciate all of your support! Please do not hesitate to contact us regarding any past or future design work. We’ll still be only an email or a phone call away!
Another big thank goes out to each other. Working so closely together has been an incredible experience, allowing us to grow and discover our own individual passions. Although we’re saying farewell to the business, we’re not saying goodbye to design (or to each other!). It’s with great memories that we’re ready start on our own paths and say hello to new adventures!
i know that people have rl problems and issues to attend to (i also have mine) . but it ensaddens me when i’m hopeful of an interaction be it through asks/memes, or threads and we end up with weeks or months without a reply from the rp partner whatsoever? i thought they were just as invested in it as i am but it seems i was wrong.
If you’re going to have your character be seriously or even possibly fatally wounded… Talk about the angst with your partner first. I personally really hate having angst pushed on me with no warning. As much as I love writhing angst I need time to prepare for what’s coming mentally often times.
You know those RP prompt posts that you reblog for your followers to interact with you? I’m literally AFRAID answer them because the last time I did, I royally pissed off someone who only played/talked with mutuals. I understand some blogs are like that. Access to rules is hard from the mobile app. Did they REALLY have to get THAT upset at me for an honest mistake? I only have one rp partner.
My character is a pretty bad guy and can be violent. I HATE it when someone I’m rping with provokes my character and expects him not to react aggressively. It bothers me even more when the rper doesn’t want me to hurt their character but keeps egging mine on. If you can’t handle bad characters, DON’T rp with them!
I hate when my roleplay partner always focuses on their own character. It’s all about him. It’s all about his ‘dying disease’. What’s even worse is that we agreed to do a shipping rp. But in every single rp that we do, he always brings in a ‘beautiful/handsome’ second character and makes them flirt with his main muse. At first, I figured it was to advance plots. But now I can see that he’s just trying to make my muse practically get on their knees for his. I hate his unoriginal methods and way of role playing.
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