Cutie 🐶

No. Trans women

trans girls

Same

i like to get inspired and then not act on it and waste away in my bed

Like promised yesterday, here’s brand new Kagami audio - and I mean brand new, as this CD was released recently.  This is NSFW, dummy mic audio, so put your headphones on! - More Kagami audios - More character audios -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- This is from Drama CD “Kareshi ga Icha××(Ero) wo Kyouyou Shite, Douyou no Toru Mattaku neraremasen! Vol.1 Haruto” Thank you for cozynoon for pointing this out for me!

I want to try an experiment

Like or reblog this if you think it is ok for guys to wear girls clothes and girls to wear guys clothes keep scrolling if you think it is not ok

YES

As a capricorn I want a women who doesn't beg me to save her. Who doesn't murk my still waters. Who sees my strength and depth without showing hesitation. Who understands my fear and anxiety are not on the surface but constantly circling under waiting to feed and I am no ones solution. I am not a mother. I have given enough life to these hoes.

Normally I don’t like bringing this up, but: Tumblr is making it increasingly difficult for writers and artists to get their posts to show up in tags and searches, meaning that our fics and art are being exposed to fewer people. 

Yes, it’s still possible to get posts to show up, but in the case of the search function, it’s only if they have no links - not even links to other Tumblr posts. For people like me who include links to other chapters in my fic so readers can get caught up on chapters they might miss, this is a huge problem. I basically have no choice but to include those links, or else I would make things massively inconvenient for my readers.

So why am I telling everyone this? Because this means reblogs are becoming more and more important to creators. With posts so difficult to find in searches and tags, reblogs are one of the few other ways for people to find new artists or writers.

You’re under no obligation to reblog my stuff, of course, but I want to put it out there why reblogs are so important to those of us who write/draw/create content.

(Also: While I’ve personally verified the stuff that’s going on with searches, I have no clue what’s going on with tags. Some of my stuff is showing up there, some isn’t, seemingly with little correlation to the links included. So tags might not be quite as strict, but they do seem to be less consistent.)

Homeless artists needs help!! Please consider buying a piece of art.

Six weeks ago I was evicted from my childhood home by my mother’s bankruptcy trustee. The eviction was very much against my mom’s will. My mom has had a number of health issues necessitating her being in an assisted care facility. At the time I was saving for an apartment. I never had quite enough to pay the deposit and first month’s rent. Since I’ve had to blow through all of it. I periodically have to contribute money to mom as she isn’t able to work. I have to pay her phone cell bills so we can talk. I often am too poor to get to the suburban neighborhood of the facility.

I book airbnbs for 4-7 days as I can afford. Without airbnbs I’d have nowhere to go. I don’t have family that would help. People I’ve known 18 years won’t even acknowledge a birthday text or a handpainted present.

A week ago my e-mail was hacked. The hacker used their control of my email to change all my passwords and steal all of the money I had for food, transportation, and shelter. I did get it sorted but still have not received any of my regular distributions from Etsy. I haven’t had one in well over 10 days because of that disgusting hacker. I have to get a new airbnb as my current booking is up tomorrow.

In addition to being hacked my mom had a breathing crisis. Being 5'11 112lbs, still recovering from viral pneumonia and crazy high pollen counts are a bad combination. I had to go be with her. She’s back at the rehab facility now with a prescription for an immunosuppressant.

I’m in a really desperate situation. I’ve set up a 40% off sale on etsy for purchases $50+. The sale coincides with Mother’s Day.

https://www.etsy.com/shop/KateHavekostFineArt

However it takes time for money to clear through etsy and then my bank. So for tumblr followers only I’m having another sale. I receive money via PayPal and Venmo instantly so

Sales can be paid via

paypal.me/KateHavekost

or

Venmo

Kate-Havekost

Maybe I should kill myself.

Awolnation (via unkaputtbarxo)

I need a lot of things, but right now I just need Akashi walking in on Mayuzumi fingering himself while thinking of the emperor fucking him. And Akashi just watching him with those eyes until he comes.

Frustrating, so frustrating.

Rakuzan’s emperor had only taken interest for him as a replacement. It would have ben expected if he quit now. But no, it would be impossible to quit now.

Those eyes.

Sharp and strict, as if penetrating his soul. Akashi’s two toned eyes always sent shivers down Mayuzumi’s spine. Just thinking about them made him hot under the collar. Thus, he found himself slipping two fingers into his shorts and into his ass.

Akashi’s glare fresh in his mind, stripping him down until all his feelings were bare. Mayuzumi’s dick roared to life as it rubbed against the cool metal of the locker. His free arm propped onto the lockers to hold him steady.

Sweat accumulated as his fingers slipped in after teasing him. He gave a strangled gasp as he fought to suffocate his feelings. No, this isn’t right. Why would he be getting off to Akashi? Hate him. Hate him. Hate him!

“Where do you think you are?” the very voice he loved hate echoed into the locker room. Akashi stood with his arms crossed, eyes set into a glare. “Such vulgar acts will not be permitted in the locker room” he continued, voice laced with authority.

“F-fuck….” with just that last line, Mayuzumi’s cocked seeped pre-cum like a running faucet. The stifled moan in his throat did not go unnoticed.

“Are you possibly getting off to me?” Akashi mused taking a seat on the bench across Mayuzumi. “Do continue, I’d like a show before punishment” he smirked enjoying the view of Mayuzumi’s ass.

As much as Mayuzumi’s pride bit at him, the begging for release bothered him more. His fingers dived in deeper, knuckles grazing the contracting flesh of his asshole. He scissored himself and plunged at a harsh pace. His erection now smearing cum on to the locker as his body rocked with pleasure.

“How pitiful, do you wish it was my fingers sliding into your greedy ass?” Akashi’s sly tone made a groan slip past Mayuzum’s lips. “Yes…” the shameful moan brought light to Akashi’s eyes.

“Or perhaps you wish it were my cock? Stretching you body to it’s limits as I punish you” as Akashi spoke, Mayuzumi’s fingers moved faster. His mind swam at the image of Akashi carrying out his fantasy.

“Yes!” Mayuzumi buckled against the locker as his cock throbbed in release. Thick ropes of cums laced the lockers as Mayuzumi slid down to the floor in exaughstion.

“Whos said you were done? I still have to punish you” Akashi chuckled.