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Hey followers. Thank you for the beautiful messages and submissions yesterday. I am so fortunate to have your support as I continue to grow and learn about myself, and I appreciate that you reciprocate my openness with respect and empathy.

Got lost in the woods this weekend to get rid of some pre-new-job jitters and spotted this heart in a tree which reminded me of your treat-yo-self blogiversary.

Happy number 5 big girl! 😉

-Casey xox

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Omg @kinkycasey this is a gorgeous photo. Thank you thank you for sharing.

In Which I Have The Finest Vanilla Friends Ever

thinkivykink:

And they – a vanilla, heterosexual couple – proceed to fuss over me pre-play party like I am about to go to my junior prom.

“You’re going to look so pretty.”

“No, you have to go, you’re going to have so much fun.”

“But what are you going to do with your hair?”

Hey Ivy, I know it’s not how everyone would treat themselves, but some new double-pointers and a brisket burger are right up there for me! Obvs being tied up by Daddy and fucked til I can’t figure out where I am, but he’s in America and I’m not, so, yeah…

I love reading your blog, sharing the highs and lows and relating to the complexities of figuring out who we are! Thank you for being titillating, revealing and honest. It’s a privilege to read along.

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Awesome treating yourself, @slipperygal! Thanks so much. Major props for doing the long distance thing, hoping you two can get together soon.

thinkivykink:

Two nights ago, something pretty crappy happened with my family. It was totally out of left-field and never something I had imagined would ever happen. I’m still kind of reeling from it, but I’m doing a lot better that I thought I would be, all things considered.

But when I learned about it, I had a pretty massive panic attack. I have anxiety, and this stuff happens, but I’ve never had one this bad. My whole body was shaking, I wasn’t saying the right words. Given the circumstances, it was a “natural” reaction, but it was still incredibly frightening.

I was about to go to bed when I found out and I started texting Sir frantically. He was able to calm me down somewhat, and I was so grateful for him for being so understanding and gentle during the whole thing. It’s one of the reasons I love him so much and why I believe he’s such a keeper.

The next morning, I found out from Pup that he’d tried to get in contact with him. Pup was, understandably, asleep. When I asked Sir about it, he said that because he wasn’t able to care for me in person, he wanted to send someone over who could.

Even my therapist, who is a bit of a non-monogamy skeptic sometimes, was incredibly impressed like this. It shows that Sir trusts his place in my life to the degree that sending over another man to comfort me wouldn’t feel threatening. It shows that he also trusts Pup and me, as well as respecting the dynamic we’re building. It was just this really amazing, really selfless gesture that demonstrated that Sir totally prioritized my feeling safe and comfortable over the hierarchy of our non-monogamy.

In light of all the crap that went down, there’s my silver lining. I realized that our non-monogamy has matured so much in the last year and that we really, really do trust each other.

Also if you told me five years ago that my poly game would be this strong, I wouldn’t believe you. Here’s to keeping relationships healthy and supportive for another 5 (plus!) years.

Treating Yo Selves

Guys! Thank you for all the beautiful submissions and stories of how you’ve been treating yourselves. I’ve gotten some really gorgeous ones in the form of just asks and anons (and people who asked to stay anon) as well. One follower’s finally getting a massage, caseyvegetables is turning a crappy situation into a reason to have an adventure. A bunch of vibrators got bought today. So, thanks.

And, particularly, thank you to this follower from Norway:

Hi Ivy! I just wanted to share some “treat yourself” news with you. I’ve been mentally ill on and off for five years now, and on friday I went to my first therapy session ever. I’ve always been scared and I’ve felt too unimportant to get help, but yeah, I finally did. And it’s not like it made everything better, but I feel like this is the start of a great journey, and I am proud of myself – for finally treating myself and my mental health seriously. Love your blog! Cheers from Norway. <3

I’m so proud that you’re getting help, that’s the ultimate in “treating” yourself! It took a lot of work for me to get myself into therapy and find find a great therapist, too. Here’s to the difficult and necessary work you did today on your mental health. <3

thinkivykink:

nymphoninjas:

We met each other about two and a half years ago when he found my tumblr and recognized me. He assured me my secret was safe, and when I got up the courage to meet him I tried my hardest to deny the electricity I felt between the two of us. Now, he’s my boyfriend, my owner, my dominant, my best friend. We’re about to enter into some seriously uncertain times as he’s leaving the country for an amazing opportunity. But, to celebrate that and as his present to me for our second anniversary, we packed up some naughty stuff and spent a night at a hotel. This is our favorite shot from the next morning, when we had sex facing the window and watched the joggers in the early fog and the cars in the street, overlooking the city where we fell in love.

– thinkivykink & nankingdecade

Flattered we turned up on NN for Valentine’s.

I totally may have already posted this photo because I got impatient but whatever guys just go with it I don’t want to take another photo today it’s Lazy Sunday okay.

Also, the award for best reblog comment goes to bossassmish:

“Just appreciating a pair of cage underwear that isn’t suffocating the larger booties”

So making it onto @nymphoninjas (and that absurd comment about “suffocating the larger booties”) remains one of my favorite moments in the past five years of this tumblr.

To me, treating myself often means new lingerie… I love the softness of the lace, the little bows and the way it makes me feel ^_^

Happy blogaversary, Ivy!

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@norapinephrine, what a gorgeous bra! I love treating myself by wearing nice/new lingerie, too. (Or, you know, ending up wearing it when all my everyday underwear is in the laundry :P)

thinkivykink:

Stinging (mostly, usually) gone so hip hip hooray.

Throwback to that time I did the thing.

Ivy, I hope we’re not too late to submit. First and foremost, happy blogaversary! We think of your blog all the time as a huge source of inspiration (along with others, like the late, great spankaway) and a big reason why we decided to make our own blog.

We stay mildly anonymous, but I’ll introduce myself as T. I’m the one with the penis (because I can’t think of any other appropriate qualifier)

Often times I’ll scroll through our blog thinking about how opening up like we did taught us to be more adventurous. From tying A down with a vibrator strapped to her and leaving the room, to making her wear a butt plug all day throughout work, we’ve expanded our sexuality and what it means. Sure, there are things we’re not interested in trying. Everyone has limits. But seeing you open up like you do helped us do the same and we feel better for it.

Keep doing what you do and know that it is appreciated by so many.

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Oh my gosh!!! Love this submission from T of tnastories. What a great story, happy adventuring!