As a sadist a huge part of my own aftercare is entangled with the aftercare of my sub. I need to know you’re ok and that I have tended to you in order to tend to myself. I need to know you don’t hate me. That you enjoyed yourself. I need reassurance. I need to bathe you and be bathed myself. To hold you close. To talk about what we did and how we feel. I love to snuggle clean dry warm and naked under a blanket. To watch a movie we’ve seen a hundred times before but that makes us smile, and it doesn’t matter if we randomly chat through it when a thought arises. To have snacks and drinks and all of the comfort items close by. If we can I would spend the night together, because some times drops can happen several hours later once the endorphins have stopped coursing. Let’s just take our time. This part is just as important as the scene <3
get yourself a main character whos two primary emotions are "little cunt" and "catatonic with grief"
Romanticizing your life sounds so stupid but it will help you cope. Taking extra time to make a yummie coffee in the morning, sitting outide observing the wind in the trees, writing poems, going to old book stores, watching your childhood favourite movies, listening to romantic jazz, writing in a coffee shop, making sure you have moody lighting in your room, putting on asmr rooms as a background noise while you work. It's not a solution, but it makes things a bit better.
im 19 :)
i'm a bit new to the whole dom/sub thing- i know id be submissive and all, but i tend to be extremely sarcastic and i struggle taking things seriously and focusing in on stuff. it's not that i don't want to submit, i just tend to struggle with letting myself. and when things do get serious, i tend to panic and make a lot of jokes and quips to try and lighten the mood / get out of the situation. im a bit worried that if i did end up in a dom/sub relationship, that my panic attitude would be mistaken for brattiness or disobedience. i really want to be obedient and be able to submit to someone, i just don't know how to let myself and to be honest im kind of scared.
also- i'm not sure why but sometimes i get these really intense like submissive urges (?) and my thoughts get all foggy. it usually results in me having a mental breakdown and cuddling a stuffy and crying. do you know what that is / why it happens?
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Hello, my lovely little fox,
Thank you so much for sharing your age. That fox is all yours now, for as long as you want it.
Now, let me just say how brave and self-aware you are for sharing all of this information about you with me. It takes a tender kind of courage to speak so honestly about the things you’re feeling, especially when they feel big or confusing. I see you, I’m proud of you.
Let’s start with that wonderful, sarcastic streak of yours. I think it’s important to say this right away: submission doesn’t mean becoming someone else. It’s not about shutting off your personality or “performing” submission in one rigid way. Some submissives are quiet and still. Others are cheeky, giggly, sarcastic, or even a little chaotic. All are valid.
What you’re describing; using humor and quips as a way to cope or deflect when things get intense, is something so many people experience, especially if they’re sensitive, neurodivergent, anxious, or have trauma responses. It’s not disobedience. It’s not brattiness. It’s your system saying, “This feels too much, too fast, and I need a way out.” That’s not wrong, that’s information. And the right Dominant will see that.
A good D/s relationship isn’t about forcing obedience. It’s about building trust. Softly. Gently. At your pace. It’s about learning how your mind and body respond, and creating a space where submission feels safe, not scary.
And those foggy, overwhelming moments you mentioned? Where you get hit with a wave of submissive urges and then end up crying with your stuffy?
Sweetheart… that sounds like emotional drop, or possibly even a kind of “sub drop” without the scene. When your body wants to submit, when your need feels so strong and unfulfilled, it can create this buildup of intensity that doesn't know where to go. And when there’s no release, no container, no soft voice to catch you, it crashes inward. That’s not weird or wrong. That’s your heart asking for connection, for safety, for someone to hold all that intensity and tell you, “You’re okay. You’re safe. I’ve got you.”
You’re not broken, little fox. You’re sensitive. And that is a beautiful thing.
You don’t have to “get it right.” You don’t need to be perfectly obedient, serious, or quiet. You just need someone who sees you, sarcasm, panic, soft heart, foggy thoughts, and all, and builds something gentle and real with you.
Submission doesn’t have to be scary. It can be a warm place to land.
And if you ever need someone to remind you that it’s okay to feel things deeply, I’m right here.
xo Jade
Sam & Deena in Fear Street Part One: 1994 (2021) Raelle & Scylla in Motherland: Fort Salem (2020)
so needy i want someone’s fingers to slide into me while they pant out a “fuck” because of how wet i am
No one ever talks about how hard it is to trust yourself if you’ve been through trauma or are mentally ill. Not trusting others is a common assumption but what about not trusting your own mind. Not knowing which thoughts to believe. Not trusting that you will be able to go somewhere and not have a panic attack or ptsd episode or be triggered in general. Not trusting your actions because they’ve always been critiqued etc. Not trusting yourself is a new kind of hell that no one should have to experience.
need some movie night cuddles that start innocently enough.. my hand just so happens to nestle between your thighs because it’s warm and cozy right there..my fingers lightly graze the center of your panties, softly gasping together when I discover how wet you already are.. well, can’t leave you needy like that, can i? and just like that, your back is pressed to my chest, my fingers hooked inside your panties, lazily playing with your pretty pussy while we both forget to pretend that the movie ruse mattered anyway..