No disrespecting Daddy. Acting disrespectful will get me ignored until I am sorry and say so or until Daddy feels ready to speak to me again.
If I am commanded to do something, I am to do so.
If I am asked of something that I don’t feel comfortable doing I am to speak up and he will find a compromise.
I’m not allowed to hide things from Daddy.
Any rule I break I am to let Daddy know.
I am to learn better self control over my mood swings and anger and think before I speak.
I’m also not allowed to put myself down in any way.
I am to always do my best. Striving for perfection is silly but striving to the best I can for Daddy is what he asks of me.
Acknowledge my health and take better care of myself.
If a rule seems unclear to me, I am to ask for elaboration. No more making assumptions.
Copy from here with minor preening for a SFW Little space
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My personal debauchery (◡‿◡✿) (✿◠‿◠)
You have stumbled across a Little space thread, but let me assure you that everything posted here is SFW, albeit giving out DDLG vibe. The creator of this thread is not in anyway participating in the DDLG lifestyle nor is she identifying with any component of this dynamic. She is simply a lover of the pastel DDLG aesthetics (✿◠‿◠)
Littlespace is a mindset in which an adult relaxes into a state of carefree, responsibility-free safety. It may be a developed time in which an adult relives childhood memories, scenarios, or desires that were unachievable in their adolescence. Littles typically engage in multiple activities while in the littlespace mindset. Common activities that little adults engage in are coloring, watching cartoons designed for children, partaking in games like hide and seek. Adult littles are likely to engage in littlespace while in the privacy of their own homes; however, they may bring this playful side into their own unique personality with everyday, adult-responsibility interactions. Littlespace activities are considered to be a healthy way to express a well-developed personality. In essence, Littlespace is an effective way for an adult to relieve stress and tension in a safe environment.
Without any further ado, please enjoy your visit at my lair (✿◠‿◠) The "debauchery" is only happenstance because as I have reassured you, everything here is completely SFW (✿◡‿◡)
Sửa lần cuối bởi Maki Superbia; 22-07-2016 lúc 11:29.
Blue hydrangea, cold cash, divine,
Cashmere, cologne and white sunshine.
Red racing cars, Sunset and Vine,
The kids were young and pretty.
Where have you been? Where did you go?
Those summer nights seem long ago,
And so is the girl you used to call,
The Queen of New York City.
But if you send for me you know I'll come,
And if you call for me you know I'll run.
I'll run to you, I'll run to you, I'll run, run, run.
I'll come to you, I'll come to you, I'll come, come, come.
Ohh, Ohh.
Ahh, Ahh.
The power of youth is on my mind,
Sunsets, small town, I'm out of time.
Will you still love me when I shine,
From words but not from beauty?
My father's love was always strong,
My mother's glamour lives on and on,
Yet still inside I felt alone,
For reasons unknown to me.
But if you send for me you know I'll come,
And if you call for me you know I'll run.
I'll run to you, I'll run to you, I'll run, run, run.
I'll come to you, I'll come to you, I'll come, come, come.
Ohh, Ohh.
Ahh, Ahh.
And if you call, I'll run, run, run,
If you change your mind, I'll come, come, come.
Ohh, Ohh.
Ahh, Ahh.
Blue hydrangea, cold cash, divine,
Cashmere, cologne and hot sunshine.
Red racing cars, Sunset and Vine,
And we were young and pretty.
Sửa lần cuối bởi Maki Superbia; 14-07-2016 lúc 00:21.
I would be lying if I said that I wasn't upset with you. I would be lying if I said that your words did not affect me one bit. If you have been a stranger, then I would shrug it off and cease all contact with you. You have been around me long enough to know that I am a cruel person when it comes to cutting off people in my life. But you are one of my best friends. My best roleplay partner and honestly baby I don't know how I would live my life if I have never met you or gotten to know your character. I developed Rina because you have given me a chance to mould her into the character she is today. I love Rina a lot and you know that don't you? She is my child. The fruition of my creativity, dedication and patience. You gave me a chance so that I was able to give Rina a chance to exist. And for that alone, I cannot cut you out of my life even though you have hurt me. By invalidating Rina's existence and her role in the story, you reject her as a functional character with depth. It is unfair that your characters get to save the day or to have their moments of glory that ultimately become their stepping-stone for character developments, and yet Rina doesn't get the same treatment. Whenever I bring up the issue about Rina being something more than just a pretty face, you get dismissive and you avoid my attempt to create a happenstance for my baby to shine. I have rolled with you because I did not want to upset you. What is Rina to you? Is she just a lover of your character? Is she simply a damsel in distress who does nothing but being a nuisance and an obstacle? Is she simply just someone who ruins other character's happiness because she loves the man that everybody loves and he happens to love her back? I know, it's only roleplaying. And yes, maybe I am overreacting. But baby, I am a person who is attached to her intellectual offspring. I love Rina with my whole heart. It shouldn't be a big deal but it is a big deal to me and yes I am upsetting over your comments about her. About your dismissive attitude towards her whenever I want to give her a boost in character development. Or even a chance for her to cement her relationship with other characters. She isn't simply a lover and her role stops there. She is a fighter, a skilled swordsman, a talented Rain-class flame user. Someone who is just as fiercely protective over her loved ones just as anyone else. I don't want her to be reduced to just a decoration in the story. I am sick that you think she is weaker than your characters simply because they are "more intelligent" and "much more skilled". They start at the same place as she does. She is a Guardian herself too, why is she pushed to the corner while everybody else shines? Why doesn't she get a decent character development or a moment where her innocence breaks? She is treading on quicksand just like everybody else too and it is atrociously unrealistic if she isn't consumed by the darkness even once when she is a high-profile member of the mafia. Whenever I raise that up, you become dismissive and I am getting sick of it. Yes, I do think Rina is being mistreated and to be honest, it upsets me a lot. More than it should have, but it does.
Sửa lần cuối bởi Maki Superbia; 14-07-2016 lúc 00:13.
Second, there was a part of her - and I didn't know how dominant that part might be - that lures me like a Million Dollar Man enticing unsuspected girls like Carmen to the eternal spiral of its Ultraviolence, and convinces me it is the Burning Desire precipitated on the tips of her fingers that shapes the essence of my Dark Paradise.
And third, she was unconditionally and irrevocably a Sad Girl who was Born to Die.
My old man is a bad man but
I can't deny the way he holds my hand
And he grabs me, he has me by my heart
He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
He doesn't mind I have an LA crass way about me
He loves me with every beat of his cocaine heart
Swimming pool glimmering darling
White bikini off with my red nail polish
Watch me in the swimming pool
Bright blue ripples, you sittin', sippin' on your black Cristal
Oh yeah
Light of my life, fire of my loins
Be a good baby, do what I want
Light of my life, fire of my loins
Give me them gold coins, give me them coins
And I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers
Chasin' me all over town 'cause he knows I'm wasted,
Facin' time again on Rikers Island and I won't get out
Because I'm crazy baby, I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Ready for you
My old man is a tough man but
He's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam
And he shows me, he knows me
Every inch of my tar black soul
He doesn't mind I have a flat broke down life
In fact he says he thinks it's why he might like about me
Admires me, the way I roll like a Rolling Stone
Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Chateau Marmont
Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup
Glass film, perfume, cognac, lilac
Fumes, says it feels like heaven to him
Light of his life, fire of his loins
Keep me forever, tell me you own me
Light of your life, fire of your loins
Tell me you own me, give me them coins
And I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers
Chasin' me all over town 'cause he knows I'm wasted,
Facin' time again on Rikers Island and I won't get out
Because I'm crazy baby, I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Yo I'm off to the races, laces
Leather on my waist is tight and I am fallin' down
I can see your face is shameless, Cipriani's basement
Love you but I'm going down
God I'm so crazy, baby, I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving
I'm your little harlot, starlet, Queen of Coney Island
Raising hell all over town
Sorry 'bout it
My old man is a thief and I'm gonna stay and pray with him till the end
But I trust in the decision of the Lord to watch over us
Take him when he may, if he may
I'm not afraid to say that I'd die without him
Who else is gonna put up with me this way?
I need you, I breathe you, I'd never leave you
They would rue the day I was alone without you
You're lyin' with your gold chain on, cigar hangin' from your lips
I said "Hun' you never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man."
And we're off to the races, places
Ready, set, the gate is down and now we're goin' in
To Las Vegas chaos, Casino Oasis, honey it is time to spin
Boy you're so crazy, baby, I love you forever not maybe
You are my one true love, you are my one true love
You are my one true love
Sửa lần cuối bởi Maki Superbia; 15-07-2016 lúc 23:50.
You seem to replace
Your brain with your heart
You take things so hard
And then you fall apart
You try to explain
But before you can start
Those cry baby tears
Come out of the dark
Someone's turning the handle
To that faucet in your eyes
You pour it out
Where everyone can see
Your heart's too big for your body
It's why you won't fit inside
You pour it out
Where everyone can see
They call you cry baby
Cry baby
But you don't fucking care
Cry baby, cry baby
So you laugh through your tears
Cry baby, cry baby
'Cause you don't fucking care
Tears fall to the ground
We'll just let them drown
We'll just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
You're all on your own and
You lost all your friends
You told yourself that
It's not you, it's them
You're one of a kind
And no one understands
But those cry baby tears
Keep coming back again
Someone's turning the handle
To that faucet in your eyes
You pour it out
Where everyone can see
Your heart's too big for your body
It's why you won't fit inside
You pour it out
Where everyone can see
They call you cry baby
Cry baby
But you don't fucking care
Cry baby, cry baby
So you laugh through your tears
Cry baby, cry baby
'Cause you don't fucking care
Tears fall to the ground
We'll just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
We'll just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
We'll just let them drown
I look at you and
I see myself
And I know you better
Than anyone else
And I have the same faucet in my eyes
So your tears are mine
They call me cry baby
Cry baby
But I don't fucking care
Cry baby, cry baby
I laugh through my tears
Cry baby, cry baby
'Cause I don't fucking care
Tears fall to the ground
I just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
I just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
We'll just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
I just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
We'll just let them drown
You get new friends. Better friends. Friends who won't nag you like I do. Friends who attend to your interest better than I do. Friends who will draw for your fanfiction because they can and I can't. I get it. We are too fixated in one interest that we forget that our friendship needs to thrive in better soil. Our soil is barren, old, a left over husk when all the nutrients have been wrung dry. I miss our OCs and I miss how we used to interact, but I'm getting sick of being ignored for weeks and when you finally reply, all I get is a curt apology. Our stories are left hanging, unfinished, embryonic, jagged, disconnected. I love writing. I write as much as I could and when I found someone who loves writing as I do and is as willing to write with me, I am overjoyed. But now, I can sense that we are drifting apart. You being consumed by your own problems and I was pushed away. I understand. It is a harder time for you and you don't have to seek solace in me, but still, it hurts. I hate being ignored. You know that don't you? But what I hate more than being ignored is being replaced. I'm no longer your best friend and you found better people, and it just messes me up.
At least you still have your friends. At least you still have the people who remember your birthdays. At least you still have those who will go through thick and thin for you. I only have you and you live 1000 miles away from me. My birthday is still forgotten. I don't want to hate you but I can feel keenly the appendiceal relevance of my friendship with you. If you don't want to be friends anymore, that's fine. I can't force someone who wants to leave to stay.
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