Moochie’s Meandering Missives (and a pic or two)

[Moochienanu]

I really need this. Rtfn.

 

[toben3297]

I really need this. Rtfn.

it would be a dream doing that to you!!!

 

[Todger65]

I really need this. Rtfn.

Don’t tempt me.

Love your raindrops and stars posts, and the star jewellery.

 

[planetbeat_]

There’s something poetic
About the fact that it started raining
After we came together
The drops hitting the windows
Heavy, hard,
Like nature releasing itself
Along with us.

Laying curled in your arms
As the rain falls
Breathing slows with hearts
And the early summer
Dark morning together
Feels so right.

If we could see past the clouds
The shooting stars would be numerous...
Or perhaps
Each droplet
Falling from the sky tonight
Is it’s own star
Coming to rest with us
Where real magic is felt.

All I know is,
I want to lay here always,
Listening to the rain coat the windows
As I soak myself in your embrace.

Your words drip perfectly into the mind and paint the perfect images

 

[planetbeat_]

I really need this. Rtfn.

I have got a collar and chain if you want to borrow

 

[Moochienanu]

You are a vision in the mind, with your poetic ramblings
and the eye with your delightful photographs.
The mystery of both you and Him is by design
and appreciated for what it is

Perhaps I've acquired a position
outside of your favor
and that was not by design

I walked into a room full of strangers
awkward, and unsure...more awkward
however
in the distance sensing a soul familiar

Friendship unrequited, and yet I return

I am the stranger, appreciating you, regardless.

Outside looking in
Never really getting close enough
To be hurt
Or hurt someone else...

Safer to go through life in such a way
Than to intrude
And give strangers a chance
To create holes
In your barriers...

When you give someone else your toehold,
Be prepared to toss a rope up
For yourself.

 

[Willingtoshare]

There’s something poetic
About the fact that it started raining
After we came together
The drops hitting the windows
Heavy, hard,
Like nature releasing itself
Along with us.

Laying curled in your arms
As the rain falls
Breathing slows with hearts
And the early summer
Dark morning together
Feels so right.

If we could see past the clouds
The shooting stars would be numerous...
Or perhaps
Each droplet
Falling from the sky tonight
Is it’s own star
Coming to rest with us
Where real magic is felt.

All I know is,
I want to lay here always,
Listening to the rain coat the windows
As I soak myself in your embrace.

Love.

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

There’s something poetic
About the fact that it started raining
After we came together
The drops hitting the windows
Heavy, hard,
Like nature releasing itself
Along with us.

Laying curled in your arms
As the rain falls
Breathing slows with hearts
And the early summer
Dark morning together
Feels so right.

If we could see past the clouds
The shooting stars would be numerous...
Or perhaps
Each droplet
Falling from the sky tonight
Is it’s own star
Coming to rest with us
Where real magic is felt.

All I know is,
I want to lay here always,
Listening to the rain coat the windows
As I soak myself in your embrace.

Creative writing and stunning image as always. (I'm just going to go with that for a few seconds). But I have to ask: did the belly button jewelry inspire the metaphor, of did you write this and then find the star dazzler? (Or is it a coincidence and I am reading too much into it)?

 

[Moochienanu]

Creative writing and stunning image as always. (I'm just going to go with that for a few seconds). But I have to ask: did the belly button jewelry inspire the metaphor, of did you write this and then find the star dazzler? (Or is it a coincidence and I am reading too much into it)?

I wrote the first, second, and last stanzas and then searched for a picture to put with them. I didn’t think any that I took during the play time I refer to in this piece of writing were something I wanted to share with all of lit, so I went with a recent picture I took to show off some new jewelry (I also have new nipple studs in). I wrote the third stanza (the one with the metaphor) after looking at the whole thing and deciding it needed more of a connection. Is it too much, you think?

 

[Moochienanu]

The entire message exchange I’m about to rant about:

“Dommy” message:

Hey Baby, how are you? You send me your kik. I will play with you until you’re ass is sore.

My return message:

Hello random person I don’t know,

I don’t give any personal information to people I haven’t talked to before, don’t have any forum posts to tell me about them, or haven’t shown enough initiative to read at least some of my thread. Beside all that, I am not here looking for anyone to play with me. I have a wonderful Daddy and need no one else.

Moochie

“Dommy’s“ reply:

That was a command from a dom. You do what I say. Send me your kik now.

My bratty mind spelled it out for this douche:

Ummm... no.

Then “Dommy” said this and I about reached through the computer screen to slap him

I don't treat D/s as transactional. If you do, we're not compatible. Sorry.

Cue the rant

*steps up on soap box*

How in the world is there any relationship that isn’t transactional? All of the lifestyle relationships (eg D/s, DD/lg, M/s, etc) are inherently transactional. There has to be rewards and learning on both sides... give and take on both sides of the slash, otherwise it isn’t a relationship. A dictatorship? Definitely not something you should expect from someone you don’t even know yet! You can’t just message someone and command them to do something because they identify as a sub and you’re a wannabe (and obviously inexperienced) dom. It doesn’t work like that in real life (or even in online play).

There has to be some ground work. You have to LISTEN (or in this case READ) what the other person is saying. I spelled out what was necessary if he wanted to talk and the fact that I am unavailable for play. This wannabe was unbelievably naive, and I was polite this time (and put this douche on ignore), but I don’t know what might happen in the future.

Am I wrong about this?

*steps down off soap box*

 

[MrSilence]

No. Not wrong at all.

 

[Todger65]

The entire message exchange I’m about to rant about:

“Dommy” message:

Hey Baby, how are you? You send me your kik. I will play with you until you’re ass is sore.

My return message:

Hello random person I don’t know,

I don’t give any personal information to people I haven’t talked to before, don’t have any forum posts to tell me about them, or haven’t shown enough initiative to read at least some of my thread. Beside all that, I am not here looking for anyone to play with me. I have a wonderful Daddy and need no one else.

Moochie

“Dommy’s“ reply:

That was a command from a dom. You do what I say. Send me your kik now.

My bratty mind spelled it out for this douche:

Ummm... no.

Then “Dommy” said this and I about reached through the computer screen to slap him

I don't treat D/s as transactional. If you do, we're not compatible. Sorry.

Cue the rant

*steps up on soap box*

How in the world is there any relationship that isn’t transactional? All of the lifestyle relationships (eg D/s, DD/lg, M/s, etc) are inherently transactional. There has to be rewards and learning on both sides... give and take on both sides of the slash, otherwise it isn’t a relationship. A dictatorship? Definitely not something you should expect from someone you don’t even know yet! You can’t just message someone and command them to do something because they identify as a sub and you’re a wannabe (and obviously inexperienced) dom. It doesn’t work like that in real life (or even in online play).

There has to be some ground work. You have to LISTEN (or in this case READ) what the other person is saying. I spelled out what was necessary if he wanted to talk and the fact that I am unavailable for play. This wannabe was unbelievably naive, and I was polite this time (and put this douche on ignore), but I don’t know what might happen in the future.

Am I wrong about this?

*steps down off soap box*

Perfect response. I see some posts in personals in a similar vein. Unbelievable that he came back with the ‘demand’ a second time.

Obviously someone who has no idea what is involved in a D/s etc relationship.

 

[Moochienanu]

How about a little music to start off our Saturday night?

Looking like it might be a long one, so buckle up everyone!

 

[Moochienanu]

Knocking out the cobwebs

Digging deep
The hole filled
To find the bottom
Of the earth
And stand inside
Darkness around
Not above
Obelisk of bright
Beaming into the anger
Shovel to dirt
Quickly moving
Dripping down the sides
Trickling turning to a delta
Of green life
And unknown achievement
Then feet down
Ankle deep
Muck to the gills
Slime thick amphibians
Wandering across walls
In my mind.

Get out before it’s too late.

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

The entire message exchange I’m about to rant about:

“Dommy” message:

Hey Baby, how are you? You send me your kik. I will play with you until you’re ass is sore.

My return message:

Hello random person I don’t know,

I don’t give any personal information to people I haven’t talked to before, don’t have any forum posts to tell me about them, or haven’t shown enough initiative to read at least some of my thread. Beside all that, I am not here looking for anyone to play with me. I have a wonderful Daddy and need no one else.

Moochie

“Dommy’s“ reply:

That was a command from a dom. You do what I say. Send me your kik now.

My bratty mind spelled it out for this douche:

Ummm... no.

Then “Dommy” said this and I about reached through the computer screen to slap him

I don't treat D/s as transactional. If you do, we're not compatible. Sorry.

Cue the rant

*steps up on soap box*

How in the world is there any relationship that isn’t transactional? All of the lifestyle relationships (eg D/s, DD/lg, M/s, etc) are inherently transactional. There has to be rewards and learning on both sides... give and take on both sides of the slash, otherwise it isn’t a relationship. A dictatorship? Definitely not something you should expect from someone you don’t even know yet! You can’t just message someone and command them to do something because they identify as a sub and you’re a wannabe (and obviously inexperienced) dom. It doesn’t work like that in real life (or even in online play).

There has to be some ground work. You have to LISTEN (or in this case READ) what the other person is saying. I spelled out what was necessary if he wanted to talk and the fact that I am unavailable for play. This wannabe was unbelievably naive, and I was polite this time (and put this douche on ignore), but I don’t know what might happen in the future.

Am I wrong about this?

*steps down off soap box*

I'd say he was an idiot who doesn't understand simple human interaction, let alone the subtle complexities of a relationship of any kind, especially a D/s relationship.

Or, maybe he's just a Twatwaffle.

 

[planetbeat_]

How about a little music to start off our Saturday night?

Looking like it might be a long one, so buckle up everyone!

You look so perfectly pretty all buckled up and loved hearing a bit of Billy again

Digging deep
The hole filled
To find the bottom
Of the earth
And stand inside
Darkness around
Not above
Obelisk of bright
Beaming into the anger
Shovel to dirt
Quickly moving
Dripping down the sides
Trickling turning to a delta
Of green life
And unknown achievement
Then feet down
Ankle deep
Muck to the gills
Slime thick amphibians
Wandering across walls
In my mind.

Get out before it’s too late.

Wonderful and this "Slime thick amphibians
Wandering across walls
In my mind" describes perfectly the state of my head today......self induced so I deserve it

 

[Moochienanu]

I kinda like this one...

Singing songs

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

Your heart
Quickly beating
Next to mine
Bodies of conformation

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

A blue sky
Waving wheat
Reflecting eyes
Of warmth and adoration

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

The feel of you
As we blink
The world spins
Every exploration

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

Words of meaning
Whisper softly
Expectant skin
Thoughts in levitation

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

Sing tunelessly
Careful choices
In mind and ear
Perfect stimulation

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

Delighted breath
Taken briskly
By the pressure
I’m needing punctuation

So
Please
Please
Please
Yes,
Please

Hold me close
Don’t let me go.

 

[planetbeat_]

Singing songs

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

Your heart
Quickly beating
Next to mine
Bodies of conformation

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

A blue sky
Waving wheat
Reflecting eyes
Of warmth and adoration

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

The feel of you
As we blink
The world spins
Every exploration

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

Words of meaning
Whisper softly
Expectant skin
Thoughts in levitation

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

Sing tunelessly
Careful choices
In mind and ear
Perfect stimulation

Hold me close
Don’t let me go

Delighted breath
Taken briskly
By the pressure
I’m needing punctuation

So
Please
Please
Please
Yes,
Please

Hold me close
Don’t let me go.

Yes, no one with an ounce of sense would let you go......and lips, my god those lips

 

[Moochienanu]

I did a big thing...

It was scary
To actually do the thing.
It meant nothing left
To tie me to him.
It meant no reason to
Contact him in the future.

And, I thought it would be
So much worse than it was,
But I did it.

I parked my car
I walked up the path
I set the mug
At his front door
I walked back to my car
And I drove away.

That was it.
That was the last tie
To a toxic relationship.

I don’t and haven’t felt anything
One way or the other
About him
For a really long time,
But I’ve had that stupid mug...

And I found it last week
Because I’m cleaning things for
A visit from my
Close friends over the
Upcoming holiday.

Once I saw it,
I knew I needed it out of my house.
Out of my sight.
Out of my life.
And as fast as possible.

Then the dilemma: donate it to a thrift store vs return it.

It was a nicer brand mug.
I felt bad about the thought
Of thrifting someone else’s thing,
(Sometimes I hate that these things bother me)
So I readied myself to return it.

But like hell did I want to see him...
So I planned my drive-by-mug drop,
And yesterday
It happened.

And now
I don’t have that mug anymore.

So yay!

 

[Moochienanu]

Did someone say “Pride?!”

 

[planetbeat_]

Did someone say “Pride?!”

A wonderful way to celebrate the 50th anniversary of Stonewall, you wear those colours beautifully

 

[Moochienanu]

A wonderful way to celebrate the 50th anniversary of Stonewall, you wear those colours beautifully

I can’t even imagine what 50 years ago must have been like for a weirdo like me. I am forever thankful for the folx who went before us, like those at Stonewall, and paved the way so colourfully and with unbelievable strength.

 

[Moochienanu]

Did someone say “Pride?!”

After seeing this post, He messaged me. The following is our exchange (with some edits for time and cleanliness)

Him: I want that rainbow

<insert an exchange between us about cups vs. mugs because of something else He said earlier and my post before this>

Him: mmm... and that rainbow
Me: *sends Him pic pre-filter alterations*
Him: fuck
Me: *sends Him pic of front view*
Him: groan...
Him: and I'm very consciously avoiding any comment about 'tasting the rainbow'
Me: If you skittle me... *shakes a fist while giggling*
Him: skittle-free zone.
Me: *giggling still*
Him: sometimes they just write themselves, you're not the only poet
Me: Oh? You should totally do the poetry challenge with me!
Him: sum total of my poetry was 'taste the rainbow'
Me: And you would get a standing ovation
Him: I'm a simple poet
Him: and happy with a kneeling ovation

<insert a conversation about the kneeling ovation I will give Him>

Me: Daddy? I might need to quote you on the skittles thing in thread...Because your talent and genius shouldn’t go unrecognized by the masses
Him: quote away, Kitten

**moral of the story? Consent is paramount and I could possibly be the tastiest of rainbows

 

[Todger65]

It was scary
To actually do the thing.
It meant nothing left
To tie me to him.
It meant no reason to
Contact him in the future.

And, I thought it would be
So much worse than it was,
But I did it.

I parked my car
I walked up the path
I set the mug
At his front door
I walked back to my car
And I drove away.

That was it.
That was the last tie
To a toxic relationship.

I don’t and haven’t felt anything
One way or the other
About him
For a really long time,
But I’ve had that stupid mug...

And I found it last week
Because I’m cleaning things for
A visit from my
Close friends over the
Upcoming holiday.

Once I saw it,
I knew I needed it out of my house.
Out of my sight.
Out of my life.
And as fast as possible.

Then the dilemma: donate it to a thrift store vs return it.

It was a nicer brand mug.
I felt bad about the thought
Of thrifting someone else’s thing,
(Sometimes I hate that these things bother me)
So I readied myself to return it.

But like hell did I want to see him...
So I planned my drive-by-mug drop,
And yesterday
It happened.

And now
I don’t have that mug anymore.

So yay!

Good for you. Finalised

 

[Todger65]

After seeing this post, He messaged me. The following is our exchange (with some edits for time and cleanliness)

Him: I want that rainbow

<insert an exchange between us about cups vs. mugs because of something else He said earlier and my post before this>

Him: mmm... and that rainbow
Me: *sends Him pic pre-filter alterations*
Him: fuck
Me: *sends Him pic of front view*
Him: groan...
Him: and I'm very consciously avoiding any comment about 'tasting the rainbow'
Me: If you skittle me... *shakes a fist while giggling*
Him: skittle-free zone.
Me: *giggling still*
Him: sometimes they just write themselves, you're not the only poet
Me: Oh? You should totally do the poetry challenge with me!
Him: sum total of my poetry was 'taste the rainbow'
Me: And you would get a standing ovation
Him: I'm a simple poet
Him: and happy with a kneeling ovation

<insert a conversation about the kneeling ovation I will give Him>

Me: Daddy? I might need to quote you on the skittles thing in thread...Because your talent and genius shouldn’t go unrecognized by the masses
Him: quote away, Kitten

**moral of the story? Consent is paramount and I could possibly be the tastiest of rainbows

I love this. I never thought about tasting a rainbow before, but now it’s in my head. Beautiful photo, you fill the cossie to overflowing.