dear minors on tumblr
hello everyone and welcome to another rant about internet safety and boundaries.
Since I’ve gotten many messages from minors because I’m one of the few blogs in this community that allow them. It’s my responsibility as a 20 year old interacting with teens and kids to give tips for when they interact with adults.
age:
Never ever lie about your age, it puts both parties in danger. It’s important they know your age so they can adapt to your age group.
If an adult ever lies about their age don’t contact them again, and that’s period.
lying or misleading about age is not only dangerous but also illegal. So you can avoid many dangers if you’re honest.
Jokes:
as a minor you can joke about whatever you want but remember if an adult engages in sexual jokes with you even if your the one what started them. It’s a red flag, an adult has no business talking sex or sexuality with a minor.
Even if it’s a joke it still shows a lot about the person if they make resist, ableist, discriminating and disrespectful jokes or comments. If they always and can only use dark humor to be funny and nothing else. It’s a red flag as well.
questions:
Don’t ever give them your phone number, full name, address. Don’t ever send pictures of yourself, your house, school or things that can identify you. Even if it’s a picture of your tummy or you in your school uniform. It’s a red flag if someone ever asks you about anything this personal.
General:
don’t answer to personal questions
set boundaries about what you can talk about
tell your parents and friends who you interact with online
take a few breaks and reflect on how they make you feel
if they ever lie about something, personality, interests, hobbies to connect more with you it’s a red flag
and finally my dear kids before I let you go,
a no is a complete sentence
a block is an answer
speaking up is very brave
setting boundaries are mature
and finally you don’t need to grow up faster, enjoy your 18 years of childhood and teenage fun
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turning down my vibrator every time i get close, letting my hips roll to the idea of her fingers swirling and circling my clit, stopping when she says i’ve had enough. accidentally having an orgasm on the lowest setting when i think about her pretty eyes
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I still think about a post where a guy said he blocks anyone who says “men dni”. Especially now when men in intimate spaces do make me feel uncomfortable and overall unsafe as men have treated me horribly for the most part. Ultimately if your ego can’t understand that some women and non-binary folks have only been mistreated by men so they don’t want them to interact… congrats, you’re the asshole. I only think about you and your post because I wonder why your ego is so fragile that you have to block every woman and non-binary person because you get upset when they have “men dni” in their tags or posts.
Overall: Idgaf if a man gets off to my shit, I just don’t wanna know or hear about it. Idk why this whole post is such a controversial take either
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thinking about slow saturdays. edging my girl all day—fleeting looks and lingering touches. in the morning, touching you gently over your panties while we're tangled up in bed, waiting till your hips are rolling and you're whimpering before stopping.
later during lunch, keeping my hand high up on your thigh, thumb stroking slowly, so close, yet nowhere near where you want me to be. you like that, baby?
in the afternoon, we're on the couch, a movie playing on the tv, but neither one of us is really paying attention because i've got two fingers thrusting slowly in your cunt and my other hand pinching and tugging at your nipples. you're soft little moans become more and more desperate as i bring you close to the edge. and right before you're about to come, i stop. that's my girl. just one more. can you hold on for me?
we're cooking dinner together, i'm stealing kisses, hands trailing over your stomach, waist, and hips. you giggle and tell me i'm distracting you, and i laugh because this is nowhere near distracting.
during dinner, i can see you squirm in your chair when i nudge my foot against your leg. i raise a brow and you flush. you're so easy to fluster, sweetheart. i adore how pink your cheeks are and how shy you get.
cleaning up is simple. you wash and i dry, but today i can't help but stop, stepping up close behind you, pressing you against the counter and sneaking a hand down your panties again. your slick has already leaked all over your thighs and my fingers glide frictionlessly.
i'm touching and tasting, licking and leaving kisses all over your neck. you're so pretty, baby. i love seeing you like this. thank you for being so good for me. my hands are everywhere and i can't stop touching. soon enough, you've given up on the dishes and we're now facing each other.
fingers or mouth, baby? you're voice is breathy and high when you tell me you want both. greedy girl. but you've been so good for me, so i'll give you everything—i'll make sure you can't stand by the time i finish with you.
i get on my knees and i pull down your pants, panties coming off too. there's a string of slick that sticks to your panties and i groan at the sight of it. good god, you're dripping and making a mess everywhere. let me clean you up.
you taste so good. you're thrusting and gasping, fingers threaded in my hair. i have my hands wrapped around your thighs, keeping you up as your thighs start to shake and your slickness continues to drip. the sound is obscene, the steady squelch of my tongue in your cunt, my lips sucking your clit.
you beg for my fingers and i oblige, immediately giving you two. you're getting close—i can tell. your breaths come out strangled and your eyes are bleary and unfocused. can you wait, baby? hold on for just a little longer for me? you're so close to crying, i can see the tears clinging to your eyelashes and can hear the way your voice cracks. you tell me you can—that you wanna be good for me.
i add another finger—you whine, high and desperate—and i lick your folds gently. so perfect, so good. that's it. finally, when i know you've reached your limit, i curl my fingers and suck your clit. come for me, baby. you've been so good for me.
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Strap pics drive me insane!! You’re holding your strap? It’s peeking out of your boxers? I can see the outline of it in your sweats? I need it to be inside me right now. My panties? Gone.
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they call it a happy trail because i’m trailing my tongue down it and i’m happy
DNI: MEN AND MINORS
♡ THIS IS EXCLUSIVELY ABOUT HAIRY LESBIANS
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Didn’t know I needed to explain this. Um- if you look like a family member of mine I will be blocking you. If I block you, I am also not required to explain why. Jesus fucking Christ.
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