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sagegreen-littleone · 3 months
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i found some photos that fit my aesthetic :)
i like to imagine that’s me and dada when hes little as well!
i like when dada regresses with me cause then it’s just two babies having a play date!! and he’s my bestest friend EVER
does anyone else have a caregiver who also regresses?
sometimes i’m his mama. sometimes he’s my dada. either way i love him so much 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
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peachtenpinkten · 1 year
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Daddy: You wan kiss???
Me: :O !!!!!
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caitlinscornersblog · 19 days
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teheh little tease today!!!
weekend OF saleee!!
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thistleswhistles · 20 days
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Rarity indulging in some much needed self care 🫧✨🧼
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greykolla-art · 2 months
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I want this horrible man to be cherished by his best friend!❤️
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sagegreen-littleone · 3 months
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i have work again today but dada said we can cuddle all night as soon as i get home :3 !!!!
5🤍 i really like all sorts of things. i like when dada makes me a cream cheese and grape jelly sammich !! he even takes off the crusts!!! and also cheese doodles and gummy bears and i like fruit too!
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caitlinscornersblog · 21 days
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taking the rest off daddy?! 👉🏻👈🏻
showing everything off hereeeee!!
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urbruiseddolly · 21 days
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perv dom who is obsessed with your taste, so they love eating you out, it doesn't matter what you're doing, where you are or even if you want it, they want it so they're gonna do it "you taste so good darling, I can't help myself" <3
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dollsdesires · 7 months
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Sleepy guys deserve to wake up with a needy little mouth wrapped around their cock
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ellefoxxx · 8 months
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come hang out? 🥺
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sagegreen-littleone · 3 months
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this is Francis! Dada named him for me! this is also my very berry first paci !!!!! :3 i feel so pretty and it’s so so so so so soothing i already may have ordered two more ._.
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one of the things i love about ebenezer scrooge, and a christmas carol in general, is that, unlike most fictional rich people, scrooge doesn't allow himself the luxuries that he denies to others.
like. he is enormously wealthy, but does he spend his money on good food and nice things and indulgences? no. he keeps his house dark because it's cheaper to not light things, he eats gruel, he barely even makes a big enough fire to heat himself, let alone the room. he scrimps and pinches pennies everywhere he can - including in areas that other people would consider "necessities" rather than "luxuries."
the story of a christmas carol is as much about ebenezer scrooge coming to realize that his misanthropy and miserliness is making himself as miserable as it's making everyone around him, and learning to once again take joy in living in a way he hasn't allowed himself since he was a boy.
it's genuinely cruel to ebenezer scrooge to compare him to assholes like elon musk and jeff bezos.
for all that he is a terrible, terrible person, at least scrooge isn't a damn hypocrite.
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notkitten · 8 months
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what if we got our tits all soapy in the shower and then pressed them against each other and giggled as we made out
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caitlinscornersblog · 15 days
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i heard it’s tiddie tuesday heheheh!!! 👉🏻👈🏻
watch them bounce whilst i ride hereee!!! ;)
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urbruiseddolly · 9 days
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thinking about someone holding my face and making me look them in the eyes while their fingers are buried in my cvnt
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supernovasilence · 1 year
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Ok we all talk about the Pevensies' trauma at returning to Earth at the end of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and their trouble readjusting to life there again but think of all the funny/good parts too
They return from the country, and their mom is surprised when all her children hug her at the station. Even Peter, who thinks he's all grown up. Even Edmund, who went away surly and withdrawn. She doesn't know her children haven't seen her in over a decade.
They miss their dear Cair Paravel, but they absolutely do not miss its chamber pots. Indoor plumbing is amazing.
It takes a while to remember how modern technology works, though. How many heart attacks did the siblings give their parents or the professor because they walked into a dark room only to turn on the light and find the children sitting there in the dark. (They were by the window! There was still plenty of light from the sunset! They would have gotten a candle in a minute!) The kids sheepishly remember oh yeah electricity is a thing.
(Edmund has a new electric torch in Prince Caspian. He was so excited to get that torch. Almost more excited than you'd think a kid his age would be, and his parents expect Peter at least to tease him, but the siblings all agree light in your hand at the touch of a switch is terrific.)
Suddenly getting really high grades in some subjects and terrible in others. Their grammar, reading comprehension, spelling, vocab, even penmanship? Amazing. History and geography? They don't remember anything. One time in class Susan forgets Earth is round and wants to die.
Also they can never remember what the date is supposed to be because Narnia uses different months and years. They can estimate time really well by looking at the sun though, and Edmund at least can always tell which way is north etc without thinking about it (again, using the sun)
Okay but how many times did they go to pick something up or reach something and realize they are so much shorter and less muscled than they expect? It's a common sight to see Peter climbing on counters to reach a top cabinet, grumbling about how he's High King this is demeaning. (No he never takes the extra five seconds to grab a stool. He will climb that shelf.)
Peter and Susan being delighted because they are no longer almost thirty. (In a few years Edmund and Lucy will tease them about being old and their parents will not understand.)
Lucy doesn't have to deal with periods anymore for a few years yet. Susan might not either. Heck yeah
Lucy loves to climb into her siblings' laps and be cuddled. In Narnia she eventually she grew too big, but now she is small and snuggleable again. Peter is her favorite, and if she's upset, he'll tickle her and tell bad jokes until she's smiling again, but really she loves cuddling with all her family. She grew up without her parents; how many times did she just want to crawl into her mom's lap and her mom was a world away? Imagine the first time she realizes she can now. Or, imagine one day, a cold and grey sort of day, when the rain is pattering against the windows, and it sounds like the rain on the windows of the Professor's house, that first day they went exploring. It sounds like the day they played hide and seek. It sounds so like the rain on the windows of Cair Paravel, that if Lucy closes her eyes she can imagine she's back there, having tea and chatting with Mr. Tumnus before the fireplace of her room, and soon the rain will stop, and they will go out on the balcony and wave to the naiads and the dryads and the mermaids, who have come out to enjoy the rain and visit one other on the banks of the Great River winding past Cair Paravel down to the sea.
But if Lucy looks out the window, all she'll see is the rain over London, so it's not only a cold and grey sort of day, it's a lonely sort of day too.
Susan and Edmund are playing chess in the living room (and they must have studied with Professor Kirke, thinks their mother, because they certainly weren't that good when they left). Lucy goes over to Edmund, and oh dear, thinks their mother, now he's going to call her a baby and be horrible to her, but instead he picks her up and puts her on his lap without even taking his eyes off the chessboard; it's simply a matter of course.
"Doesn't the rain sound familiar?" says Lucy in a solemn, wistful way.
Their mother doesn't know what that means, but her siblings must, because Susan says, "Yes, Lu, it does,” and Edmund gives her a little hug with his free arm as she tucks herself under his chin to watch the chess match.
(Five minutes later there is a crash from the next room as Peter falls off a counter. Their mother does not understand the words he must have picked up from the Professor, but he's grounded for them anyway. His siblings have no respect for their High King, because they refuse to stop laughing.)
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