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his-essex-bitchh-doe · 1 year ago
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me again 💓
Princess Sam 👼🏽
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girlsgirlsgirly · 5 days ago
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send me a dirty message please
I’m playing with my pussy and I’m needy for attention 💗💞💕💘💖💕💓
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chamagemeasafica · 2 months ago
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Essa primeira vez é inesquecível. De um lado, Luiza, em cima de valentina, com muito desejo. Depois de várias investidas de valentina ao decorrer da primeira temporada, chega o momento em que luiza realmente se entrega ao sentimento que tem por valentina. Nesta cena, as duas ficam presas uma na outra em cima do sofá. É saudade misturada com desejo até chegar o grande momento do: vamo subir?
- Stupid Wife, Luiza & Valentina formando o casal Valu, interpretadas por Priscila Buiar e Priscila Reis, disponível no YouTube no canal da PontoAção.
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miras-ash · 1 year ago
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Wrote another Mira x Ash Oneshot this morning in something like three hours so don't be too hard on me. 😊
Seven Minutes in Heaven
Ash's pov
The sweet liquid burned in my throat as I took another drink, not the first and probably not the last of the night. Loud music was blaring in my ears, the laughter of my colleagues and friends echoed through the room and infected me. Actually, I had never really been a party person but sometimes you have to make exceptions, especially after such a successful tournament. My team hadn't won but it didn't matter anymore. Tomorrow was still a day to be angry about it. Today I just wanted to have my head in the clouds. Maybe that was why I hadn't rejected Hibana's suggestion to retire with a few other girls from the team and play Truth or Dare. So we left the party, only to enter the next small celebration one floor up. The company here was a bit more to my liking. It consisted of Nomad, Thunderbird, Ela, Hibana and myself. At least I thought so, because shortly after us Mira entered the room and sat down in our circle. She was the last one I expected to be here, although if you think about it, I was here too. So it was not so absurd after all. Maybe it was the alcohol, anyway she looked so different today than usual. She definitely had make up on and her hair had been straightened, lying loosely on her shoulders.
She sat between Nomad and Ela, listening intently to the rules of the game and sipping from her glass every now and then. I did the same, should I really pull this off I would need more alcohol. I knew the stories from the last years of Yumiko, apparently it was always very risky and sometimes hot at Nomad's version of truth or duty. It always started harmlessly and then rowed out, I guess. Tensely and also nervously I waited that it went off. I mean, how bad could it get? I could just leave in the worst case, couldn't I?
"Sooo Ela my dear, you may begin. Truth or dare?"
Ela looked up, considered for a moment, and then announced with a smile, "Truth."
Nomad didn't need to be told twice, as if she had already thought of a question, she belted out, "Which of our colleagues would you be most likely to start with?"
The question alone would have been too much for me, apart from the fact that no one would come to mind, such a thing is not possible at all. That's why I didn't really want to know the answer, but for some reason I couldn't figure out, I waited a little too readily for the answer.
Without hesitation, the answer burst out of Ela, "Castle! I mean honestly, do I need to say anything else?"
Immediately the others started giggling and some even agreed. I felt my cheeks get warm and I blushed a little but apparently no one noticed. Better that way.
Now Ela turned to the next in the group, Mira.
Very directly she turned to the brunette Spanish girl who to my surprise answered with "dare."
Hibana nudged me lightly and leaned over to me.
"She's going to demand what she always does first of all. It's kind of a little tradition."
Smiling, she nodded in the direction of the two women and I looked over questioningly as well as tensely. Apparently still in time, because I had missed the task of Ela. I only saw how the lips of Mira and her counterpart loosened. My facial features must have slipped a bit because Yumiko whispered reassuringly in my ear, "That's what I mean, she always demands a kiss with her first move, no matter from whom, especially when the person plays along for the first time. There you are but once again got off lightly."
The thought of kissing one of my colleagues wasn't even what worried me or anything, it was more the fact that she had kissed Elena. For some reason unknown to me, a knot had formed in my stomach at the sight of the two of them, I was actually jealous, and I didn't even know why. Just the sight of Mira closing her eyes, did she enjoy it? Wait a minute, why was I suddenly interested, I didn't even know her well enough. She was not even a good acquaintance of mine. If you took it exactly, we were even rivals. But I could not deny that we were quite similar.
To finally dispel these thoughts, I took another big swig from my bottle and continued to devote myself to the game.
Round and round it went, the first times were not so bad, mainly because I chose truth. It was even quite fun, especially to watch the others as they made a monkey of themselves. The mood became more and more relaxed. At least until it was my turn again and I saw Nomad's face. In the meantime we had all exchanged places so that everyone could give each other a task. Her diabolical look did not bode well. I knew I could no longer choose truth. Those were the rules. I looked around pleadingly but everyone was glued to the lips of the game maker.
"Oh Eliza, what am I going to do with you? You have taken only truth all this time and now your time is up. To be fair to the others and especially to drive up the fun factor, you're now facing the consequences."
She obviously thought about it for a short while, thought through everything possible and then apparently came to a decision.
"You are the perfect candidate. For you, it's off to that lovely chamber over there and I'm sending someone after you for a few minutes in heaven to be exact Seven minutes in heaven. I hope you know this game."
My heart sank into my pants, of course I knew it. It was the stupid game teenagers in high school use to make out with their crush.
Reluctantly I got moving and entered the small broom closet and sat down on the floor, it was pitch black. Probably nothing would happen anyway, in the end me and the chosen person would just sit here embarrassed and silent.
From outside I heard loud voices and suddenly loud giggling. The door opened and briefly I could see the silhouette of a smaller person, it was Mira. The door slammed shut behind her, plunging us both into darkness again.
I felt her sit down in front of me and our legs touched. Meanwhile, loud music came to us from the next room.
"They meant so we could have a little more privacy."
First I did not understand, then it dawned on me that she meant the music.
"Sooo here we are. Have you ever been in heaven for seven minutes?"
Startled by this direct question, I answered with a clear no, completely caught off guard.
"Neither have I, to be honest I was never invited to parties like this when I was still in school. This is also my first round of truth or dare, which is why I kissed Ela. I wanted to know what it was like."
Curious, I moved a little closer.
"Like what's what? The game or the kiss?"
"The game. Ela's not the first woman I've kissed."
That knot in my stomach again, that jealousy. She kisses other women? Why not me? Startled by my own thoughts, I wanted to move back a bit and underestimated the size of the room. I bumped my back against the wall and bounced off it, only to land half on Mira's lap. Great, it couldn't get any more embarrassing than that. I would have to quit tomorrow to save myself this embarrassment.
I propped myself up on her legs to sit down properly again as my face passed hers and I felt the warmth of her, she smelled of wildflowers and coconut. Immediately I was under her spell. Instead of positioning myself properly again, I remained so in place. Everything in me screamed to stop, to leave the chamber, but another, new voice urged me to do something daring. After all, we were in here for a reason.
With all my courage, I leaned further forward, further and further toward the woman across from me. Briefly, I hesitated. Was this really okay? Before I could give myself an answer I was torn from my thoughts. Elena pulled me close to her and kissed me. First a small, rather cautious one but after she apparently felt no resistance from me she became a bit more demanding. I wrapped my arms around her neck and gave myself to her completely. She tasted of the sweet swill that we had tipped into us all evening and yet also of something else, something unique. It had the potential to be addictive.
As quickly as we had fallen over each other so quickly we separated again from each other.
A little out of breath, no one said anything, I honestly didn't know what. Elena tried it at least, but more than just confused stuttering did not came out.
"That... I mean... We... Wow..."
Loud music was still blasting in from outside, obviously the seven minutes weren't over yet. I didn't want them to ever end either. I seized what might have been my last chance and with all my courage I now grabbed Mira. Again our lips touched timidly only to meet again and again lustfully.
I wanted more and she apparently also because I was startled briefly, cold hands slid under my top. She stroked my hips, my belly and finally she tenderly touched the edge of my breast. A slight moan escaped me. I clung to her, wrapped my legs around her and began to kiss her neck while we were tightly entwined. I wanted her, with every fiber of my body but our time was limited and we were a little too drunk. Before we could do something we might regret later, we moved away from each other. Just in time because the door was torn open and several pairs of eyes looked at us curiously and knowingly.
The whole rest of the evening I could think of nothing else. I wanted nothing else in my life than this woman and I saw that it was the same for her. Whatever would happen after this party, we would experience it together.
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amandaknky16 · 1 year ago
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I need way more girls and women in my inbox! 😍👅
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handwrittenforher · 2 years ago
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Even when there are a million different words that want to be spoken - I only ever want to say I love you.
Handwritten for Her
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rabidragerant6 · 1 year ago
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My First Love, I Apologize
We were just kids. And I think that is what hurts the most. I didn’t know what I was doing. Those compliments became rude comments because I was angry. I was angry that I was holding back my feelings to satisfy the ones that gave me this life. I was angry because I fell in love with you and I felt like I was suffocating in nothing but disappointment. From everyone, but mostly you. Because you were the one I should have put first.
You fell right into my arms for me to then show you how hurtful and destructive I could be. I was. I was so consumed by fear. You are right. However, I was not embarrassed of us.. I just wasn’t strong enough to withstand the judgment of every mind. The looks and whispers that echoed in every direction. I didn’t like that kind of attention.
I loved us.
After a few months of being in a dark place I had to let you free. I did it in the worst way possible. I remember. You cried and pleaded for something, anything. I gave you nothing. A smile, a single movement, two words that would have solved all of our problems. I’m bisexual. And I’m proud of it.
But instead I hid in fear of judgment. I sat quiet and let you feel alone. I let you go to bed wondering if you were good enough. I let you think that I didn’t love you. I let you think that I didn’t care.. when I cared so much, just not about my own damn future. I did. And I regret it.
My life would have turned out completely different if I had the courage and the belief in myself to say that I loved a girl. A girl that is beautiful, kind, courageous, loyal, humble and resilient. A girl that would do anything to keep the peace, a girl that thinks about everybody else but herself. A girl that sacrificed so much time to deal with a monster like me. A girl that is so incredibly wicked smart but still gave me everything, she still chose to believe in me. A girl whose jokes were too serious but still made me laugh. A girl that stood proud in herself but held back so much just to have me love her half way.
You deserved so much more. You DO deserve so much more.
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There was a time when I sang man in the mirror with so much joy. There was a time when stoplights where the highlight of my night. There was a time when movie theaters/drive ins felt magical. There was a time when I looked forward to sending/receiving those long sweet notes. There was a time when I should have made the tough choices because no matter what, I had you at the end of the day. And now all I have are these memories of a time when I was truly happy to be myself.
I guess never live for other people. Never feel that you are indebted to something else. Never be afraid of the endless possibilities of what your insecurities can blossom into. You are UNSTOPPABLE if you let yourself.
To my first love, I apologize. For everything I have caused you. For the emotional distance. For the physical disconnection. For the mental distress. For the pain I have committed. You gave me your heart. Only for me to shut you out and push you away.
To my first love, I let you walk away without ever truly telling you how I feel.
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bedroomp0p · 2 years ago
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chamagemeasafica · 4 months ago
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Fahlada, desinibida pelo álcool, sem conseguir conter a saudade por earn, sem conseguir conter a vontade de tocar seus cabelos, seu rosto...
Chama, ao final, seu nome, o qual não chamava há um tempo, para mostrar que está presente ali, consciente dos seus atos, como se sussurrasse "ah, como eu sinto sua falta. Ah, que saudade de você"
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Nong Earn.
THE SECRET OF US episode 4
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lachoco · 1 year ago
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Anime: Girls in Love: Coloring Book for Adults
Are you a fan of anime? Do you like GL romantic stories? If yes, this coloring book may be perfect for you. It contains 40 illustrations of women in love. Thanks to grayscale images, your art will get more depth. Single-sided pages prevent bleed-through. Love is love, so grab your coloring tools and unleash your creativity.
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his-essex-bitchh-doe · 1 year ago
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Blue 💙
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zzzphoebezzz · 2 years ago
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Joining @samdoesarts ‘s #dtiys challenge!! Congratulations on reaching one million wowowow! #samdoesarts1mil
I’ve been wanting to do Villain Kara for so long!! This might be my most complicated drawing so far, really hope you like them!
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chamagemeasafica · 11 months ago
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"Um dia de cada vez está bom para mim. Desde que seja com você, Poppins. Um dia de cada vez é o que temos. No fundo, é o que todos têm. "
- A Maldição da Mansão Bly
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lesbicas-world · 1 year ago
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#lesbian #girls kiss girls #wlw #lesbianas #lesbian pride #lesbian goals #lgbt #couple #lesbica #girlslovegirls
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rabidragerant6 · 1 year ago
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You want the truth?
Well here it is
I hate that I hurt myself to protect others. I hate that I hurt others to protect myself. It’s an endless cycle of constant chaos.
I feel intensely. Fear, anger, sadness, happiness, emptiness, loneliness.
I’m toxic.
The emotions are often too overwhelming. So much that I can’t even think clearly. The thoughts are deafening. So much that I can’t even make out my own.
It’s all or nothing. And actions have consequences.
To be honest, I’ve always felt way too much. Sometimes I have a tendency to run from these. And sometimes I have a tendency to make them worse.
But no matter what, in the end, I always feel worthless.
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stitchyourmind · 1 year ago
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#girlslovegirls #frauengeschenke #womenempowerment #doubletrouble
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