Submission Really Doesn't Mean Anything To Me If It's Not Earned. True Submission Is Built On Trust And

Stitches [Goretober 07]

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I need a girl who is equally as desperate for me, as I am for her. I need her to be as obsessed with the thought of me pleasing her, as I am.

When I’m minding my own business, I need her to just take me away from what I’m doing, and tell me what to do to her instead.

When I come home all frustrated and worked up, I need her to tell me that I can take it out on her.

When we’re cuddled up and kissing softly, I need her to pull me on top of her, and put my hands where she wants them.

I don’t want to always take the initiative. I want her to come to me too, no matter who will be in control in the end. I need to know I am wanted as badly as I want her.

This post is about wlw, men and minors DNI!!!

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?

- 🦊

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 

Oh, angel.

Your mind has been a mess, and you've approached your breaking point. The tears have come, your legs feel like jelly, and the tens of thousands of bad thoughts won't stop running around in that overwhelmed head of yours. Your aching chest feels heavy, and you can't seem to even catch your own breath.

You poor, sweet thing.

But suddenly, there she is.

Your saviour. Your guiding light in moments of need. Your protector. Your domme.

She'll take your face into her hands, and her thumb will brush those tears away, with a touch feather-light. She'll kiss your head, she'll pull your front against her with your body in her lap, and she'll soothe you more than anything else ever could. Her coo's will calm your busy thoughts and her kisses will slow your racing heart. Oh love, where are your worries now, hm? You're perfect like this.

"It's alright, darling. I've got you. Just fall into me."

And fall you do. With your tears now dried and your face nuzzled into her neck, she'll do all the thinking for you, and you love things this way. So, you'll nuzzle deeper into her when her fingers find their way between your thighs, and follow her words. "Just breathe, my sweet love. Just breathe for me."

Let her thrusts shut your mind down even more. Let her lift your heavy head up and allow her to shut away your anxious words by letting her tongue fill your mouth instead. Let her unravel you, let her break you apart bit by bit, and know that she's enjoying it. You needed her, and here she is.

So you'll thank her. Again and again, you'll thank her. And when it's done, when she's pulled you apart and stitched you back together with her praises and a warm bath, know that she's waiting for you to need her all over again.

"Nobody else will ever get to see you like this, and nobody else will ever get to break you apart. You're mine to ruin, and mine to put back together."

"Always."

there is so much inside of me

and i can't get any of it out

in the ways that i want to.

the pretty ways that won't

make people worried about me again.

there are so many things

i want to tell you,

so many ways that i want to

scream and cry for help,

but i just stay silent,

letting the fear pile up in my throat

until it is gargling my words

away from my tongue

as i try to speak them.

i'm sorry we haven't

been talking as much lately,

it's just been hard to breathe.

hard to stomach the

self-inflicted homesickness,

the extra sting of knowing

that it is my fault that i miss you,

that i'm the one pushing you away.

hard to accept that it's because

i am terrified that if i let you in

you will drown with me.

-mars

low stakes prompts for enemies (to friends or lovers, if you wish)

Person A has a tendency to give long, dramatic speeches and person B has a tendency to fall asleep during them

Person A: "Don't you know who I am?" Person B: "Yup. Still don't care."

Person A: "WHY ARE YOU BEING SO MEAN?" Person B: "Have you met you?"

Person A sprinkles lies into conversations throughout the story. Person B pulls out a notebook every time to keep a record of it.

Person A writes the rules. Person B breaks them all.

Person A thinks Person B is full of shit but can't say so to their face because of reasons.

Person A likes to work slowly and methodically, crossing their T's and dotting their i's. Person B constantly interrupts them and makes their work impossible.

Person A and B finish a group project together. Later, Person B goes back and makes changes. When A finds out, there's trouble!

Person A hovers just a few inches away from Person B and says, "I'm not touching you!"

Person A is starving and goes to the snack machine, just in time to see Person B taking the very last one of A's favourite item.

Persons A and B are on public transit together and A is listening to their music without any headphones on. Person B really hates that song.

Person A lives upstairs from Person B and it constantly sounds like they are either tapdancing or jackhammering.

Person A has no idea what "personal space" is and it annoys the hell out of Person B.

Person A keeps sighing loudly but every time Person B asks what's wrong, they say, "Nothing." Person B doesn't even know why they're bothering.

Persons A and B are roommates for reasons other than their own choosing. They have opposite preferences for: waking and sleeping hours, thermostat settings, volume levels of various entertainment options.

Person A will not stop telling Person B how to do their own damn job and Person B is gonna lose it!

Person A gets rearended by Person B and Person B drives off while giving them the finger.

Person A chews with their mouth open.

Person A will not stop talking to Person B about the zodiac, and Person B finds this annoying. Person B gives Person A the wrong date for B's birthday just to see what happens.

Person A is incredibly popular. Person B thinks that Person A can do no wrong. Person C needs to work with both of them to accomplish a goal. Bonus: C hates A but has a crush on B. Alternate Bonus: C hates A because they have a crush on A that A hasn't noticed. Polyamory bonus: C likes A and B but thinks they're dating each other.