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My juicy ass is ready to be fucked hard by you 💦💦🍆🍑
#transfem#trans artist#transsexual#trans community#trans nsft#trans man#transmasc#trans rights#transparent#mtf trans#transgender#trans#trans cult#trans pride#trans beauty#trans woman#transisbeautiful#transgirl#transformers#trans lives matter#trans lovers#trans love#trans liberation#trans lesbian#trans lady#trans day of visibility#trans bottom#trans kink#trans representation#trans mtf
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butches in leather jackets. Thank you
#limiting myself to two butch thirst posts a day#which is fine because i can still jerk it to them#but sometimes i need to post my perverse thoughts#lesbian#sapphic#wlw#wlw post#butch bait#lesbianism#butch appreciation#butch lesbian#lesbian blog#lesbian nsft#sapphic nsft#sapphic yearning#sapphic post#femme dyke#butch dyke#dykeposting#dyke#lesbian pride#butch lover#i love butches#lesbian love
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Hello, could I have transfem Signora x fem!reader smut? Any scenario is fine, just need dom Signora railing me 😩
{☆} characters la signora {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader, dom la signora, transfem la signora {☆} warnings 18+ content, restraints, temperature play, face fucking, degradation, pet play
There's a moment of silence that lingers for far too long, the cold nipping at your exposed skin until you feel shivers wrack your body. You squirm instinctively, seeking out the fading warmth of the thick furs laid out beneath you, yet finding nothing but the cold that chills you to your bones. You can't even see, your eyes covered by black fabric, silk tying your arms together behind your back.
It's almost torturous waiting like this. Your knees sink further into the fur as you lean your weight forward slightly, exhaling a shaky breath. You begin to wonder if Signora left you there– maybe you'd annoyed her earlier and she was punishing you. You hoped not. She wasn't known for being lenient when it came to punishments.
But the brush of her fingers along your jawline squashed that fear, your breath hitching as her thumb glided over your throat, the heat of her skin making you shudder. The contrast of the cold room, of your freezing body, to the unnatural heat that simmers beneath her skin is immense– your knees would have definitely buckled if you hadn't been kneeling already.
"Did you think I'd left you here all alone? You're shaking like a dog." The soft, biting lilt was nothing more than a murmur, but for you it was impossible not to hear the pleased tone beneath the roughness of her voice. Your heart leaps into your throat when her fingers trace back up along your jawline, lifting your head and tilting it back just enough to be uncomfortable.
You open your mouth to speak, but your words are silenced by her thumb slipping past your lips instead– you don't fight back, even though the sudden intrusion catches you off guard enough you almost bite her finger instead. You almost consider doing it anyway, but she's so rarely in a good mood it feels rude to spoil it.
"Pets don't speak until they're told," She chides, pressing down on your tongue slightly and laughing at the way you almost choke in surprise. "And I don't remember giving you permission."
You can only manage a garbled whine in response, your face burning in embarrassment– but it's quickly silenced by the click of her tongue and the creak of the old chair you know sits by the fireplace, her thumb sliding out between your lips to drag you closer. Close enough to feel the rush of heat across your skin as your cheek is pressed against her thigh, her hands resting on the back of your head. You can't see it, but you sure can imagine the smug smile that must be tugging at her lips right about now.
"Let's see about fixing your little disobedient streak, darling." She murmurs, digging her nails into your scalp and tugging you even closer, the furs beneath you doing little to prevent the ache in your knees from kneeling. But you don't complain– you know what she wants, and you want it too. "Open."
Like the dog she seems so fond of treating you as, you listen– you're not as surprised this time when her fingers fill your mouth, forcing it open even further until you can feel the saliva collecting and dribbling down your chin. She doesn't seem to mind, even laughing at how pitiful you probably look, drooling all over her fingers.
But Signora is a hard woman to satisfy, and this will hardly do anything other then work her up enough to really break you in. You can just barely hear the rustle of fabric over your heartbeat, gloved hands tugging you closer and forcing you to press right up against the edge of the chair. It's almost uncomfortable, the way the chair presses against your chest, but she always has you teetering on that fine edge.
"Perhaps you can be trained after all." Signora's voice is like a balm, the heat of her body driving away the cold and urging you impossibly closer, until you feel her hand guide you down just as her fingers slip out of your mouth again– right up until you feel her cock against your cheek. "Show me that you can be obedient, mutt, and maybe I'll let you sit on my lap."
You know she's just dangling a treat just out of reach, but you can't help but reach for it anyway.
Your tongue drags across the underside of her cock, so slow you can hear the hiss that rattles in her chest halfway between pleasure and impatience. You take your time anyway, lingering until you reach the tip and press a kiss against it. You almost wish you could see her face, but she's never been fond of expressing anything outwardly when you can see it– just the idea of her brows furrowed, of her face flush and her lip caught between her teeth..it's enough.
It's not hard to imagine it anyway when the heat grows hotter, nearly turning the room into an oven before she catches herself. You aren't stupid enough to mention it, but your smile must be enough, because a low growl makes you shiver– so you drag your tongue from the base to the tip again, revel in the way it throbs beneath your tongue. For a moment you almost have something like control, your saliva dripping down her aching cock as you lap at it like a mutt.
But you're both growing impatient– the sharp click of her nails against the chairs arms makes you shudder, urging you to lift yourself up just enough to wrap your lips around the head with a muffled groan. You consider dragging it out just a moment longer, just to see if you can get her to whine, but she knows you better then you do– before you can even blink, her hand shoves you down. You, predictably, gag. Your throat burns from the stretch, but it's not unpleasant, eased by the pleasured hiss that tumbles from her lips. Signora at least has the mercy to let you get used to it for a moment before she drags you back up, the emptiness in your throat making you whine before she's shoving her cock back down your throat. Your eyes sting with unshed tears, your own sounds of pleasure muffled and garbled as she does it again– and again.
"Finally quiet, mutt?" She laughs, but it's strained– her voice quivers slightly as she fucks your throat like your nothing but a toy to her, drool dribbling down your chin and tears staining the blindfold. "If I knew it was this easy to shut you up, I'd have done it a long time ago."
You so badly want to do something, but with your hands tied behind your back and her fucking your face so rough, so fast, you can barely even think..there's not much you can do but let her, your cunt clenching around nothing. You really hope she wasn't lying about that reward, for once. You're practically dripping on her floor while she uses you, just barely able to squeeze your thighs together for a fraction of friction.
It only serves to make you more desperate, though.
"Fuck– or maybe you're too stupid to know better. You'd just let any pretty woman with a cock use you," Her breathing was getting heavier, more strained, but her grip on your hair didn't relent. Neither did the harsh thrust of her hips, her cock constantly hammering into your throat until you felt dizzy. "You're lucky I'm even willing to train a mutt like you."
Your mind starts to feel fuzzy, the words blending together until she digs her nails into your scalp and forces you down again– and keeps you there. You nearly gag again when you feel her shudder, her cock throbbing in your mouth as her cum spills down your throat, your hands straining against the silk binding them together. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, nostrils flaring and your body tensing– you don't even realize you'd briefly lost consciousness until your find yourself on her lap, rather then on your knees, her hands brushing the strands of hair stuck to your face with sweat out of your eyes.
It's the most gentle she's been all night– and likely as gently as she will be tonight. You lean into her touch anyway, groaning softly and shuddering at the taste of her on your tongue mixed with her cock throbbing against your thigh.
"I'm not done yet, darling. Did you think I'd let you get away with a little light training?" She laughs, cupping your jaw and pressing a kiss that's far too gentle to your cheek, the warmth of her body almost suffocating– but you welcome it, like you always do.
So you nod, smiling drowsily and spreading your legs like a good pet should.
#asks#anon#genshin impact smut#genshin smut#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#minors dni#writing tag#la signora x reader#signora x reader#la signora smut#signora smut#does it count as pet play if she just thinks shes Better Then You#signora has an ego and shes going to weaponize it#give her an inch and shes putting a collar on you (please)#but also some of yall clocking my favs too easily PLEASE.....#i am a simple lesbian i see pretty women w questionable morals i get on my knees and bark#somehow signora is softer then arle though lbr. signora is like 50/50 soft vs rough okay#other times shes going 2 fuck ur brains out hope u learn real quick how to tell her mood that day#signora being a gentle lover is so personal to me though likeeee okay.........#she can be sweet when she wants to you just gotta get thru the 500 layers of trauma and Anger first#smth smth not letting herself love ppl who burn too easily or smth idk im just here to get railed#anyway does she need another dog. i can bark. i can do tricks.#passes out
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Day 7...💘
Rebstella >_<!! Rebecca {cotswold x estella havisham}
Aren't they lovely together?
#art#viral art#viralpost#artwork#hellpark#make this go viral#south park#ibispaintx#estella havisham#rebecca cotswolds#Rebecca#south park estella#sp estella#sp#sp rebecca#lovers#lesbian#my shit#shitpost#day 7
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Okay, so I was thinking - I am sure everyone remembers the scene from s1 in which sister Mary and sister Theresa (the fact that Nina Sosanya and Maggie Service came back in s2 to tell Crowley to finally talk with Aziraphale is just something else in this context ngk) try communicating by winking and totally miss the mark. The scene that shows how often communication can be flawed and misleading and how it could lead to serious consequences. Especially when the other side doesn't have the full picture or understand our perspective.
Well...
I just cannot get it out of my head how the confession scene, even though words are very much used there, shows the same scheme, like:
When Aziraphale says: "I could appoint you to be an angel" he means: "You are the most deserving of being in Heaven - you falling was a mistake, but I can fix it. I can bring back your smile, make you as happy as you were creating the stars" but Crowley reads it as: "I can finally fix you, because I cannot love a demon. I can bring back the version of you that's easier for me to love"
When Aziraphale says: "Oh Crowley, nothing lasts forever" he means: "I am willing to give up this bookshop and everything I love on Earth just to be able to have a happy and safe existence with you. You are the only thing I need" but Crowley reads it as: "Nothing lasts forever - not even us"
When Aziraphale says: "I don't think you understand what I'm offering you" he means: "I can finally make Heaven a place that deserves you" but Crowley reads it as: "I can finally make you deserve Heaven"
It's so devastating to see how they both confess in this scene. They both communicate their love, but they do so differently and end up pushing the other away. Their confession gets lost in translation. The things they try to communicate get all tangled up in the lack of understanding of the other's needs, desires and traumas and end up with totally different meanings attributed to them. How can they care so deeply about each other and still not be able to communicate it properly - I think it hurts even more than the scenario in which one of them rejects the other. There is no rejection there - just misunderstanding and miscommunication, which leads to them falling apart.
#nina and maggie teaching us about the wonders of human communication since day 1#ineffable miscommunication#this season literally was all about “two lesbians across the street forcing us to have a real conversation”#screaming crying rolling on the floor#good omens#good omens 2#aziraphale#crowley#good omens season 2#ineffable husbands#ineffable lovers#ineffable spouses#ineffable idiots#ineffable partners#ineffable wives#meta#i really hope nina and maggie's situation at the end of s2 is foreshadowing a happy ending for ineffable idiots#nina good omens#maggie good omens
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something wlw! with ellie! and valetines-esque!!
of course! my mind jumps directly to clairo :) specifically the song north (have i listened to the song twenty times today bc i have a crush? yes) & also (you) on my arm by leith ross ✧˖*°࿐
pairing: bestfriend!ellie x female reader word count: 1.3k warnings/tags: just fluff rly, mild suggestive content :3 summary: possible unrequited love (hehe), ellie is in love her with best friend, love confessions via literature, friends to lovers
Ellie was overwhelmed. She felt the emotions racing through her like a waterfall. She could practically imagine feeling her friend's warm hands on her thighs, and she was paralyzed with uncertainty. For the first time, she was unable to turn a blind eye because she was afraid of what it all meant. She was starting to have serious feelings for her friend. It didn’t help that you would give her various homemade trinkets, such as the ceramic dish that you painted to look like her cat or knit beanies you just kept making.
So when you had handed Ellie a box wrapped in newspaper for her last birthday, dated from the day you met two years prior, that’s when Ellie knew she was a goner. As her fingers slid under the taped corner, careful not to rip the paper (to which you told her to hurry up), she felt like kissing you right then and there.
She imagined a hot summer day with you two together. Her hands wandering all over your body in an intimate moment as you both shared the summer heat together. The scent of sweat as she felt the hot touch of you. Ellie had always felt comfortable with her best friend, but now this was crossing the line.
She wanted to take you to parties, adorned in a tight dress. She wanted to watch you curl your hair, hold your hand as you fell asleep beside each other. Ellie could picture pinching your cheeks, hearing you giggle in response. And god, did she love your laugh. Your eyebrows would furrow together, your head thrown back and hair a mess.
With Valentine's Day just around the corner, Ellie wanted to make something that showed deep appreciation and an understanding of just how much she cared for you. So when you had revealed to her two weeks ago one of your all-time favorite books – Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller – she was set.
Ellie spent the last few weeks learning how to bind a book, how to weave together an intricate cover, and how to make paper look old. She also spent days reading your favorite books, looking for the perfect moment to pull a quote from them, that she would then include in the card for the book. She spent so much time on the book that it was becoming an obsession, and she wasn't sure if she was ready to actually give it yet.
Written on the inside cover, Ellie inscribed “In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun” in black ink, trying her best to heart the I’s like you like her to. She hopes it's not too cheesy, too overbearing.
Ellie’s face was smashed against the unmade bedspread, her vision impaired slightly, with her hand beginning to lose feeling. The pin pricks shot up and down her arm, the nerves screaming at her to move. The bed linens, which held your scent, were causing her heart to race. You were face to face; her eyes scanning your features. A stray piece of hair fell over your nose and moved slightly with each exhale. The other girl wanted desperately to reach out and push it behind your ear, and before she could stop herself, she was doing exactly that.
She struggled to stay centered – the real word fading away. Her eyes took in the beautiful curve of her friend's hips, the soft skin of her arms, and the way she curled her fingers against her own cheek as she sighed in her sleepy daze. The scent of coconut shampoo tickled her nose, not wanting to leave your peaceful figure. As if on cue, your eyes slowly open, a yawn capturing your mouth. You gaze at her curiously, feeling her hand on your face. You flash her a toothy grin, making Ellie blush a deep crimson.
“Hi,” you whisper, the sunlight pouring in from the window behind you. It was pushed partly open, not a single car rumbled down the street and the birds were just beginning to wake. The soft rays frame your silhouette, the dewy grass outside cold and wet to the touch.
With early spring seedlings beginning to sprout and the quietness of the wind, when everything is silent, Ellie wishes she could stay here forever. She wishes for her familiar early morning, even when the world is anything but. Everything is so different in the morning, and Ellie is determined to soak in it all.
“Hey,” she voices back, removing her hand from the warmth of your cheek. You stick your tongue lip out, the pink of your lips making Ellie’s heart swell. Neither of you meant for her to stay the night, but at some point during your heated discussion over which Beatles member was the best, Ellie had fallen asleep and you didn’t have the heart to wake her. So now here you were, squashed and tangled together on your full sized mattress, a thin blanket encapsulating both of you.
“Got somethin’ for you,” Ellie mumbles, sitting up and stretching her arms. Your eyes selfishly stare at the patch of skin that becomes visible when her shirt rises slightly, the band of her boxers tight against her hips. You drop your gaze quickly, hiding your guilt with the safety of the blanket.
“Els, you didn’t have to get me anything,” you reason, not wanting her to feel pressured to get you anything. After all, you were just friends. Close friends, sure, but that didn’t warrant an exchanging of gifts on romantic holidays. However, Ellie was a lovestruck lesbian and you had already made her a small present last month.
As Ellie handed you the leatherbound object, you stared at her in confusion, forcing yourself to sit up. You were awestruck by its perfection. The stitching, the color, the engravings. Nothing about it was off-putting or made it look like it was done hastily. It was meticulously crafted.
"This is incredible!" you said excitedly, looking up at Ellie with a wide grin on your face as she looked down nervously, fingers fiddling with the strings of her sweatpants.
Your hands graze over the cover, opening it up to a quote written unmistakably by Ellie. As the last words of the quote fill your mind, you can feel yourself getting flustered. This was the last thing you expected, this level of detail surpassing the sketch you drew of Ellie playing guitar with Joel. You jump forward, wrapping Ellie in a tight hug, catching her off guard.
You’re sitting on your knees, arms encircled around Ellie’s front, her sitting before you and faltering before returning the gesture. The blanket falls into a pool around your bodies, Ellie noticing how the shorts you’re wearing hang loose and the soft fabric of your underwear peeks out. She has to force herself to look anywhere else, because of course you’re wearing the most lacey pair she's ever seen. You’re breathlessly reciting thank you's, which come out high pitched and jumbled, causing the other girl to chuckle.
“Your body is against my own, our breaths mixing as one. I see no end to this feeling, just the warmth of your touch,” you whisper softly, burying your head into her neck. Ellie stiffens at this, suddenly very aware of how your fingertips are on her back and having to bite down on her tongue to keep from confessing every thought she’s ever had about you. And then suddenly you’re sitting back, inches from her face, looking at her so gently that Ellie swears she might just melt then and there.
With a hand placed gingerly on the side of Ellie’s face, you bring your lips to hers, saying everything with that simple touch.
#fanfic#ellie x reader#ellie x fem reader#ellie williams#tlou2#tlou#lesbian#valentines day#request#oneshot#friends to lovers#ellie williams fic
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Happy valentine's day, mclennon truthers!
#mclennon#john lennon#paul mccartney#beatles fanart#i j wanted to make smth cute for valentine's day bc i love this fandom and i didn’t hate this doodle#lesbian lovers#i know its obvious i spent less than 30 min on this but bear with me#mental illness
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"b-b-b-b-being a radfem is bad!!! so is misandry" guess what? men have been doing the same thing since the roman empire you will live if a few teenage girls and adult women say all men are terrible
#radical feminism is fine#radfem#lesbian made this post#i love hating on men#men suck#men dni#i hate men#yeah i hate on men#yeah i have male best friends#all media should be made by women#i want women#women 2024#women all day everyday#i love women#women lover#certified yapper#shadow wizard money gang#we love casting spells#AGHHH#hiope all men die...oh no i said it!!! oh no im gonna get a paragraph on how childern couldnt be made without men I DONT CARE!
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Pride Month~ Day 2: Lesbianism
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The first letter in ‘LGBTQIA+’ but also the most underrepresented and mislabeled. Lesbian.
Lesbianism, which was first coined in 1870, then in 1890 in a medical dictionary, refers to woman being attracted to other woman. Or as the ‘WLW’ (woman loving woman, woman in love with another woman, woman love other woman) states, anyone OTHER than a man, loving a woman.
First flag— the current flag is known as the universal Lesbian flag. Any and all use it.
The second is known as the femme or lipstick lesbian flag. Mainly the femme lesbian flag, directed towards feminine presenting lesbians.
Both can be used !! Just be respectful <3
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We also see the term ‘sapphic’ being used a lot in this context.
Sapphic: Sapphism is an umbrella term for any woman attracted to women or in a relationship with another woman.
The flag !
There are some terminologies used to describe lesbians, as it ranges.
Butch, Femme, Masc, etc. Some find the term ‘Lipstick Lesbian’ offensive, whilst others embrace it. The key here is to be respectful!! As all lesbians, regardless of how they choose to fill their mold, are valid.
All lesbians are valid.
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What is Comphet?
Comphet, also known as Compulsory Heterosexuality, refers to the societal expectation and assumption that everyone is heterosexual, and the pressure to conform to this norm.
This concept suggests that people, particularly women, may experience or act on heterosexual attraction due to social conditioning rather than genuine desire.
Summarized Version:
🩷 Compulsory heterosexuality is the societal pressure on women to partner with men through influences like religion, marriage, and media, regardless of their true sexual orientation or desires.
🩷 "Being comphet" means experiencing pressure to appear straight or to be in relationships with the opposite sex despite having little or no genuine attraction to them.
Why is this Important?
🩷 Authentic Identity: It helps lesbians recognize and validate their true sexual orientation, free from societal pressures to conform to heterosexual norms.
🩷 Mental Health: Awareness of comphet can reduce internalized homophobia and the mental health issues that arise from denying or repressing one's true identity.
🩷 Empowerment: Acknowledging comphet enables lesbians to challenge societal expectations, fostering a sense of empowerment and promoting visibility and acceptance of diverse sexual orientations.
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Fun Fact: Anne Lister is considered to be the first ‘modern lesbian’ within the New English Industrial Revolution.
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Diabolik Lovers HC!!
I’d like to think that Yui is a closeted lesbian, who happens to suffer from comphet due to her harsh and rather strict upbringing from the church.
She perhaps had a crush on a girl, maybe a few years older than her or her age, but was killed off from the church after others assumed she was a witch or a deviant for liking women.
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Song of The Day: Good Luck, Babe! By: Chappell Roan
Happy Pride Month <33
#pride month day 2#text post#text#pride month#pride#happy pride 🌈#lesbian pride#Spotify#diabolik lovers#dialovers#diabolik lovers fandom#dl fandom#diabolik lovers headcanons#dl hcs#yui komori centric#yui komori
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miko is SO REAL for that, two switches fighting over who gets to dom is the best dynamic. if you have time/want to i'd be curious to hear any sub headcanons you have for lisa, ei, ningguang and/or kafka!
this is so incredibly self indulgent because i see ningguang, ei and kafka in the same sentence and explode. everyone pretend i didnt accidentally pick a fav here um
ningguang i already see as a pillow princess more than anything she fits this so well. absolutely adores going slow + worship. treat this woman like royalty and lord you will not regret it. she goes all out to make the night as perfect as possible. will not let you have a hand in any of it sorry!! this is her turf. perfect atmosphere suited to your tastes (tons of candles, if you like that, or just going by moonlight is also her style). incense, taking a few minutes beforehand just to really get settled in the mood (usually by cuddling, but shes not against just taking a moment for some tea or even a game of chess).
you'll also probably need all that extra time to sort through whatever shes bought this time. when i said she goes the whole nine yards i mean it. she has money and she will use it. very expensive lingerie for herself (and you, if thats your thing.) and literally anything you could ever want. it heavily depends on what you both want out of the night but she spares no mora making it the best she can.
the non-sexual intimacy before hand (and especially after) is important to her she takes it very seriously (for the both of you). you'll probably get dragged into taking a long bath afterwards before actually going to bed. hope you arent too tired! because its gonna be a while before you actually sleep.
because this woman has stamina. technically. she's just really pent up and theres no better way to get that stress out then soft sex with her partner. shes not picky about positions really but she has a soft spot for laying on her stomach with a pillow to prop up her hips (really accentuates the pillow princess part, huh /j). if you start massaging her she's gonna wake up the entirety of liyue. she's normally quiet but lord knows she needs it and she cant keep quiet for the life of her.
genuinely just very soft and gentle. she just needs some good pampering after a long day to unwind (preferably with a glass of wine, but thats for later).
ei..is very awkward about it. she probably gets embarrassed if you bring it up but shes not. opposed per se. she's just used to domming that she has no idea what to do. genuinely a mess the first time around but she gets the hang of it quick (shes a quick learner :])
also you just really get to see a side of her you usually never do! she's usually big on topping and shes pretty calm and composed about it (usually). not cold, just..she doesn't outwardly express things often. except when shes subbing. its like a switch flipped
just dont tease her about how visibly flustered and awkward she is about it. because she is. horribly so. shes still pretty quiet but thats just ei, to be fair. its like a cute, nervous puppy. call her a good girl though and she might short circuit so badly the shogun comes out
though i also see ei as someone who prefers giving even when subbing. a dangerous combo considering her body is a puppet and, yknow, cant get tired. you will have to pry this woman off you shes lowkey insatiable when it comes to pleasing you. 100% less of a brat, though. you give her an order shes following through with it before you can blink. efficient!
kafka is similar to miko, imo. maybe yelan too?? she gives off big brat vibes when she subs. she wont use suggestion in bed unless your 100% cool with it and even then its usually when she doms but when she subs? shes a menace. bit of a masochist, to be honest. she'll push your buttons until you crack and decide to punish her but woops, thats just what she wants so she wins anyway!
she cant feel fear but she certainly enjoys a good thrill. specifically sensory deprivation. cover her eyes with a blindfold and keep her guessing. its probably her favorite part, the closest she can get to fear. especially if you add a bit of pain into it.
choking, spanking, bit of blood..this woman is smiling through it all like she's the happiest woman in the world. especially if it makes you frustrated. shes like it desperate and rough.
if thats not your speed, though, she can get that thrill in other ways. semi public sex is her jam so sandwich her against a wall in some random supply closet and make her scream. shes not quiet even in the comfort of whatever room shes booked this time and you'll have to physically shut her up if you dont want to get caught. shes still a brat at heart, though. put your fingers in her mouth and she'll bite. your gonna need the patience of a saint to dom kafka.
#asks#Anonymous#genshin impact smut#genshin smut#minors dni#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader#writing tag#ningguang#ei#kafka#honkai star rail smut#hsr smut#honkai star rail x reader#hsr x reader#did i take 3 days 2 answer this ask bc i got distracted playing b@Idurs g@t3?? yeah..censored bc i dont want this post in the actual tags#this will be a reoccurring theme i am not immune 2 it#starts vibrating till i explode#can u tell who i think abt the most is......#i am a simple butch i see pretty femme my brain turns off#everyone pretend 2 be surprised my first main was ningguang lol#shes so pillow princess femme lesbian core it makes me lightheaded#what i wouldnt give to be beidou lord#sorry i am just a simple ningguang lover i see her name in my askbox and i#what was i talking abt#okay enough rambling zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Yes Captain the Final Chapter! NSFW
Captain Phasma x fem reader
Previous / Series
Summary: You and Phasma have officially been together a year. Everything was perfect and nothing was going to change that.
Warnings: dom/sub kink, cunnilingus, fingering, grinding, begging, teasing, daddy, fluff and comfort
Authors note: I just want to thank everyone who has enjoyed reading this series. I have loved writing every chapter. I have a lot more works to come including some more series. If you want more Phasma content fee free to send in requests!
Requests open
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- One year later -
“Babe you’re finally home!” you screamed as Phasma walked through the door. “Oh my god I’ve missed you so much! I can’t believe I haven’t seen you for three weeks” she said as she dropped her stuff on the floor and ran over to you to embrace you in a hug.
Phasma has been out on a mission for the last three and a bit weeks and neither of you thought you could handle it. For the last year the two of you have been inseparable and to go from seeing each other every day to not seeing one another for three weeks was going to be near impossible. But the two of you handled it.
“You made it back just in time for our one year anniversary as well” you smiled as you pulled back from the hug that was lasting a lifetime. “I know and speaking of that we are going to spend the whole day having a chill day but first I am going to make you breakfast. What do you fancy having?” Phasma asked you.
“Mmm can we have avocado on bagels?” you asked as if she was going to say no to you. “Of course baby. Anything for my girl” she smiled as she made her way to the kitchen to start prepping breakfast. You sat at the table and watched as Phasma put your breakfast together.
As you sat there the two of you talked about what you had both been up to. Phasma told you about everything that happened on her three week trip. There was a lot of action and she seemed to have a brilliant time. Your three weeks weren’t quite as exciting but you told her what you had been up to as well.
You had spent the last three weeks fixing a range of different aircrafts but you have also had a promotion in that time frame and Phasma was so happy and excited for you. It wasn’t long until Phasma had finished making breakfast and was dishing it up onto plates. “Here you go baby” she said as you placed the food in front of you.
She then sat down opposite you and started to tuck into her breakfast. “Mmm this is amazing if I don’t say so myself” she laughed as she finished her mouthful of food. “Of course you would praise yourself for your breakfast making skills” you laughed before having a mouthful of food. “...but I do have to say this is amazing” you laughed with a mouthful of food.
The two of you finished eating breakfast before you took the plates into the kitchen to wash up. It was only fair that you washed up considering Phasma was kind enough to make you both breakfast in the first place. Phasma couldn’t help but hold your waist and hug you from behind as you washed up. She slowly kissed your neck and you couldn’t help but melt into her touch.
“Come on baby, we have plenty of time for that later. I really want to have that chill day with you. What were you thinking of doing anyway?” you asked as you put the last of the washing up on the drainer. “Well I was thinking maybe we have a movie day considering the day we started dating you were having a movie day” she laughed ever so slightly.
It was so sweet that she remembered that day. “Yes, that sounds like a brilliant idea. Let's start with a few movies and then we can watch our series together” you smiled. “Ok you sort the bedroom out and set the tv up while I go and sort out a range of snacks for us to have” she smiled before you ran into the bedroom while Phasma stayed in the kitchen.
Once you got into the bedroom you turned on the electric candles you had while closing the curtains. It didn’t make that much difference considering you were space but it just made things a bit more homey. You then got a load of your blankets and pillows and set them up the way you both liked it. The bed looked nice and cosy and you couldn’t wait to get in it.
You had a look at a range of films before putting them in a queue so they would play one after the other. You decided to go with The Maze Runner series, The Giver, The Divergent series and The Hunger Games series. If you had time then you would put on your series called From which the two of you said you would watch when Phasma returned.
While you were sorting out the movie options Phasma was in the kitchen dishing up a range of snacks for the two of you to munch on throughout the day. Phasma decided to go with a couple bowls of popcorn, a plate of nachos, chocolate chip cookies, chocolate covered pretzels, and a selection of sweets. She also decided on a bottle of coke for the two of you to share.
She looked at the selection in front of her that she had spread across the countertop pleased with her selection choices. “Hey babe can you help me bring these snacks in” she shouted as she grabbed some bowls and started heading to the bedroom. “Coming” you responded as you made your way into the kitchen.
“Babe, how much food did you get ready?” you laughed looking at the large selection of food in front of you. “Hey don’t judge me. We have all day to eat this so we will get through this” she laughed as you walked past one another. “You do have a point” you laughed as you grabbed some bowls and followed Phasma to the bedroom.
You both finished bringing the food into the bedroom before you closed the bedroom door and turned the main light off. You snuggled up to Phasma as she pressed play on the first movie in the queue. When Phasma saw the movies in the queue she couldn’t help but smile. You did have a great choice in movies.
The two of you spent a majority of the day watching movies, eating snacks and just enjoying one another’s company. At some point you ended up falling asleep in Phasma’s arms. All Phasma could do was just admire you in her arms. She loved every minute of this and she didn’t want it to end.
Then a brilliant idea hit Phasma. She slowly wriggled herself from your side trying her best not to wake you. She then made her way down to the kitchen to start making your favourite dessert. She knew that the two of you had plenty of food to be snacking on so you wouldn't have a full course meal so decided to just go with dessert.
So she started making Kinder Beuno cookies. They were your guilty pleasure especially when they were freshly baked with a side of vanilla ice cream. Phasma tried her hardest to keep quiet while making the cookie trying not to wake you but it was the smell that caused you to stir.
You looked around to see the first Hunger Games films playing. You then looked to see that Phasma was no longer laying in bed with you and then the smell of cookies hit you. You smiled knowing that Phasma was making your favourite kind of dessert.
You slowly walked over to Phasma who had her back to you as she was finishing up making the cookies. You slowly wrapped your arms around Phasma. “Hey baby, what are you doing?” you smiled as you nuzzled your head on her shoulder. “Well I was making you some cookies and ice cream. I was thinking that we could have these with our movies as I know a full course meal is out of the question” she laughed ever so slightly.
“Are they almost done?” you asked desperately to find out what the answer will be. “Yep, just come out of the oven. They need to cool down a little bit before I serve them with ice cream. “Well I was thinking while they cool down me and you could have some fun” you smirked as you hands wrapped around to unbutton Phasma trousers.
“Mmm that sounds like a good idea baby” she smirked as she grabbed your hand and led you back to the bedroom. The two of you cleared the bed of all your snacks. The last thing the two of you needed was to be rolling in a variety of food. You knew however that it wouldn’t stop you from pleasuring one another.
Once the bed had been cleared of everything Phasma grabbed you by the waist and threw you onto the bed. You gasped at the sudden strength that overtook Phasma. “I know you like it rough baby. I remember how I treated you the first time we slept together” she smirked as she leaned down hovering over you before giving you a deep and passionate kiss on the lips.
Phasma placed her knee between your leg allowing yourself to grind ever so slightly against her knee. You continued to kiss Phasma as you let your hips buck into her knee. The two of you eventually pulled away for air. “Mmm do you like that” Phasma moaned ever so slightly as she continued to press her knee into your core.
“Yes baby. Please I want you to fuck me like you did the first time” you moaned as you continued to grind against. “Are you sure baby?” Phasma asked, a bit confused. “Yes daddy! Please fuck me! I need you!” you moaned. It was you calling her daddy that set her over the edge.
Phasma started stripping you of your clothing chucking item after item on the floor. It wasn’t long before you were completely naked and Phasma was fully clothed. “Hey this isn’t fair!” you whined. “Don’t worry daddy is going to lose her clothes” she smirked as she stood up and removed all her clothing.
All you could do was sit back and enjoy the site in front of you. Once Phasma’s clothes had joined yours on the floor Phasma climbed back on the bed and on top of you. She placed a gentle kiss on your lips before pulling back slightly. “You ready to be dominated baby?” she smirked down at you waiting for you permission,
“Yes baby! Now please I need you!” you moaned as you grabbed Phasma pulling her closer to your body. Phasma kissed your lips before starting to suck on your neck leaving a number of red marks behind. She always knew how to turn you on. “You like that don’t you baby” she moaned in between kisses. “Yes daddy! I need your touch baby” you moaned out.
“Oh don’t worry baby! I will make sure you feel my touch everywhere” she moaned before starting to trail her kisses down your body. She massaged your breasts as she continued to leave a number of hickies on each breast.
You couldn’t help but to arch your back when you felt her latch onto your nipples. “Mmmm fuck daddy” you moaned loudly. All Phasma could do was smirk as she watched you squirm under her touch. When she believed that your breasts had had enough attention she continued on her path down to your aching core.
She gently placed a kiss on your small patch of curls on your mound. She let her hands travel to each leg before pushing them apart slightly so she could get a good look at your aching core. “Fuck baby! You’re dripping wet for me” she moaned as she let her finger slide up and down your folds gathering your juices on her finger.
You watched as she then placed her finger in her mouth and sucked it clean “and you taste amazing too baby” she smirked before going straight to eating out your pussy. You let out a deep moan at the touch of Phasma which only seemed to spur Phasma on even more.
She continued to use her tongue to trace patterns on your clit before finally sucking on the hard bundle of nerves. She continued to switch between tracing circles and sucking on your clit which made you buck your hips in pleasure and spread your legs even further to give Phasma better access to your aching cunt. You were getting close and Phasma could tell as your breaths were getting deeper and your moans getting louder.
“You going to cum for daddy?” Phasma said briefly before going back to paying attention to your throbbing clit. “Can I come daddy? Please, I'm so desperate for you. I want you to lick up all my cum daddy” you moaned throwing your head back as Phasma continued to torture your clit. “Cum for daddy baby girl” she moaned.
Upon hearing this you felt yourself cumming within an instance. “Fuck daddy I’m cu..cumming” you pratically screamed. Phasma helped you ride out your high before eventually just leaving little kitten licks on your clit which sent bolts of pleasure throughout your body.
“Hands and knees now” Phasma said sitting up allowing you to get in the desired position she wanted you in. “Pick and number between one and four” Phasma simply stated once you were in the position she wanted you in. “Three” you said randomly. Upon hearing that Phasma sucked on the desired amount of fingers before slowly entering into your tight pussy.
“Fuck your so wet for daddy” she moaned into your ear as she leaned over your back wrapping her arms around your waist. You waited for her to move inside you but she didn’t. “Please daddy” you moaned out hoping Phasma understood what you wanted. Of course she knew but she wanted to hear you beg. “What do you say?” she asked. “Please daddy fuck me with your fingers” you moaned trying to move your hips slightly.
Thankfully Phasma didn’t notice that action of yours as she thrusted her fingers deep inside your pussy which caused you to scream at the sudden fullness in your pussy. Fuck she felt good you thought to yourself. Phasma eventually found a pace that seemed to get you to the edge quite quickly. “I n.need to c.cum” you moaned as you felt Phasma’s other hand make its way down to your clit and start rubbing small circles on it.
“Cum for daddy baby girl. I want you to cum over and over again for me” she moaned as she thrusted her fingers deeper and played with your clit and that's just what you did. You came not once, not twice but four more times. You were exhausted and overly sensitive. Phasma finally pulled out which resulted in you letting out a small whimper at the loss of contact but instantly moaned as you watched her suck your cum off her fingers.
“Now it’s my turn to make you feel good baby” you moaned as you flipped your positions. You were topping the one and only Phasma and you couldn’t wait to make her feel the same way you did. You repeat the same action to Phasma leaving a trail of kisses focusing on her perfect breasts before slowly making your way to her throbbing cunt.
“Please baby girl! Make daddy cum” she moaned. It didn’t take much convincing before you found yourself exactly where you wanted to be. You teased her throbbing clit as you leaned into Phasma’s cunt licking up and down her folds. Phasma started to buck her hips against your mouth so you finally decided to enter a finger into her pussy.
You entered another finger into Phasma as you picked up your pace. “Mmm daddy is so wet for her little slut” you moaned into her pussy as you continued to fuck her at a brutal pace. “Yes, all for you my slut. Now fuck daddy like the King I am” she moaned as she started to grind into your hand. You teased her clit as you continued to fuck her with your fingers slowly adding another one deep inside her.
It wasn’t long until you started to feel her walls start to flutter and her moans filled the room. “Fuck, daddy is going to cum! Don’t stop, right there! Fuck I’m cumming” she screamed as you watched the orgasm take over her body. You slowly removed your fingers from her dripping core, placing them in your mouth as you tasted her cum.
You moaned at the taste but you wanted more. You needed to cum again. You positioned yourself so your legs intertwined with one another. You aligned your throbbing cunts together before you started grinding down on one another. You gazed into Phasma’s eyes as the two of you grinded on one another.
The whole experience was so intimate. You watched as pleasure was taking over her body. You were both so sensitive that you knew it wouldn’t be long until your orgasms would be taking over. As your orgasms got closer and closer the speed and intensity picked up. “Cum with baby” you moaned as you watched Phasma get closer and closer.
“Fuck baby i’m going to cum!” Phasma near enough screamed as you watched her orgasm take over her body. That was all it took to send you over the edge. You both rode out your highs before you eventually slowed down and came to a stop. You collapsed down next to Phasma. The two of you could quite easily keep fucking for hours and hours but you just wanted to enjoy Phasma’s company.
You laid down next to Phasma wrapping your arms around her naked body. Phasma pulled you close before wrapping you both in a blanket and pressing play on one of the movies. At this point you didn’t really care about the movie. You just wanted to spend the rest of the evening enjoying her company.
“I love you baby” you smiled as you snuggled up close to her. “I love you too” she smiled as she gave you a reassuring squeeze. You laid there in her arms thinking about this last year a bit. How you went from having a couple of one night stands, to hating each other to then being madly in love with this woman.
If you could have told your past self that you would now be laying in bed with the same woman celebrating your one year anniversary together you would have told your future self that she was talking utter bullshit.
Now the only thing you think about is what the future is going to hold for the two of you? Would you get married? Would you have kids? You didn’t care as long as you were with Phasma as you knew that she was your soulmate and she is the person you are supposed to be spending the rest of your life with.
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#stellae talks#destiny 2#lol this has been sitting in my drafts for two months#feeling the urge to be silly in destiny again#i miss the brief stint when i was 'Ada 1s Lesbian Lover' for day 1 vog#edit: i just realized An Ahamkara Stole My Gender is a lot funnier so if that one wins it will be that
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i hate you, virtual hiring assistant. i hate you, ai who scans my resume. i hate you, “entry level” position with multiple years of experience needed. i hate you, indeed.com. i hate you, linkedin. i hate you, not even being able to get an interview. i hate you, job searching. i hate you, capitalism.
#getting out my haterism all here so that the loverism can thrive#i should be given $1000 a day just for being a lesbian girlblogger and girlfailure#molly babbles
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never getting over how pretty and handsome dove is aughhhhhhhhh
#handsome pretty women#who i love so dearly#i may be a magnolia lover till the day i drop dead. but im also a lesbian who loves dove
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does anyone else get a massive Lover era vibe lately? it’s like we’re back in april 2019. it’s the „ME! Out now!” on lesbian visibility day kinda vibe
#gaylor#gaylor swift#kaylor#lgbetty#gaylor analysis#hairpin drop#she gave so many signs#toe breakup#taylor swift queer#gaylors follow me#me! out now on lesbian visibility day#lover era#badgalazzie
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Pride Month~ Day 1: Stonewall Riots
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While celebrating pride month, let’s remember what started this large festival. The Stonewall Riots in 1969, of June 28.
They were a pivotal point in history, which solidified what we now know and have the right to celebrate— as Pride Month.
Remember Marsha P. Johnson. A transgender woman who played a large role in obtaining rights and being recognized as transgender.
Remember the sacrifices and deaths caused by the NYPD at the time. And most importantly, let us remember and reflect on how long it took for the USA (specifically the White House) to recognize this month. (The White House had lit up rainbow colors on June 26, 2015.
Which is also the day of the Supreme Court's Obergefell v. Hodges decision— which granted same-sex couples federal marriage rights.)
Let us remember and continue to respect everyone, as only we can dictate the future— with our actions and our words.
Happy Pride Month <33
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#pride month day 1#text post#text#pride#pride month#happy pride 🌈#diabolik lovers#trans pride#lesbian pride#gay pride#lgbt pride#queer pride
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