#loser lesbians

[gl-saveme]

Was I really May's first love? // As long as Sun misses me.

correct response btw when you find out you are your crush's first love (not your comatose twin sister) and when your crush missed talking to you (even if it was only a few days and it's your fake persona)

Namtan Tipnaree as Ai-Oon in Pluto Ep 8 Milk Pansa as Ongsa in 23.5 Ep 2

[starlightseinz]

Take a Chance with Me or I don't wanna know you anymore. : Part 1

We got a little older now I wish I didn't know you that you got worse You think that you're changing, while I'm stuck in my ways But growing up ain't the same as turning into strangers Idontwannknowyou! by MICO Oh, why can't you for once Disregard the world, and run to what you know is real? Take a chance with me, take a chance with me Take a Chance with Me by NIKI

Modern AU Vi x Teacher Reader

warnings : idk kinda hurt but trust me its fluffy and icky romantic, my first time writing after 5 years be kind, also didn't proof read so bear with me.

plot : Your Isha's teacher, you and vi had a rollercoaster of a past during college wanting to fix the way things happened before she talks to you about it.

Heavy breaths as you look at her tears swelled in her eyes as she shook her head in dissapointment slamming the door behind you, and with that she lost you for good.

Violet ... the name lingered for so long in your heart and veins as years passed by it seemed like the chances of seeing her once again wore thin against fate just a quick glance from your peripheral vision was all you wished for but with no luck you haven't seen her after five years since you both graduated college you finished with a degree in secondary education and she got her long dreamed for aeronautic engineering the same year as you, even being departs apart from each other the two of you would always had found time for one another no label and shit is what you had with her you'd think she'd actually had the nerve to ask you out but never actually it always seemed to be little and spontaneous rendezvous with her. And yet you find yourself seeking any form of assurance that what you two had was a sacred and only for the two of you and that she was at least scared of losing you and yet to your surprise she wasn't which now led to two months before graduation screams and shouting filled the room items scattered in your apartment once neatly arranged flowers now lay on the cold wooden floor of your room once deafening screams changed with your heavy breathing and sobs as you sat on the edge of your bed a slam of the door reminded you that you're now alone for good the bed that once beared witness for your sweet moments now cold with memories of this night you tried to calm yourself down reminding yourself you guys were never 'lovers' never was you have always been a stray in her heart. 

Five years passed and you are now a teacher a dream you've always wanted is now here, you may have spent months moving on but now that didn't matter your life as a teacher is fun taking care of little kids and teaching and sharing lessons to them always brought you joy, you couldn't really ask for more your days were always filled with laughter your once empty desked will be filled with little gifts and now you have a designated drawer for it smiling softly at the memory as you parked near the school grounds and made your way towards the school greeted by everyone you made your way to your room clean and ready for another day of learning setting all your belongings down you made your rounds around the room sipping your coffee soon the quiet room were filled by little munchkins that was sure to leave a mess after class you begin your lesson for an hour or so soon break came, much to your surprise you saw your principal Cassandra waving at you through the window as you smiled and stood up from your desk making your way outside.

Ah Principal Cassandra what can I do for you?" you asked with a smile as she immediately pulled you towards her office "dear uhm we have a new student I know late enrollee but this is a very special case and you are the only one I can trust with handling this case" she said as she smiled widely as the two of you made your way to her office "The child has selective mutism she's in there with her guardian her aunt sadly her mother had work so she was the one sent" she said gesturing at the two that was facing their back from the window a tall woman wearing a clean white polo and a little blue haired girl that wore overalls splattered with paint you smiled fondly "I understand don't worry Cass I got this" you said with confidence "I wanted her to meet you first before she went to class she might get overwhelmed" you nod slowly as your eyes shifted at the adult she was with her figure was oddly familiar red hair but longer and kept in a clean slick back, broad shoulders, as her blazer hang perfectly around her shoulders, "come on I'll introduce you to her" Cassandra said as she opened the door soon the little girl looked at you as you went inside hesitant but she still managed to smile at you.

"Miss Lanes this is Miss Parker she'll be Isha's teacher for the whole year and trust my word when I say your niece will be in good hands" Never in your life have you felt you life flashbefore you as you met the eyes of the person you've dread to see once again she looked . . . handsome much more than you last saw her clean and formal looking you felt her eyes on you linger than how much you wanted as you quickly put up a front smiling widely facing the child "Hi Isha! I'm Miss Parker it is so lovely to meet you dear are you excited for school?" you asked softly kneeling down to her height as she looked up to you nervously her eyes went to Vi before she nods."I really like your hair kinda wish I had some fun colors too and your overalls wow! did you make it?" a smile slowly formed in the kids face as she nods with much more enthusiasm as she spun to show off her clothes you felt eyes on you as you continued to talk to Isha as you felt more and more nervous soon you had finally had her ready for class after a quick introduction to your kids they welcomed her with open arms and was happily socialising with the others. 

Vi was still in the room as she insisted to watch just incase something went wrong you only nodded along her request as you sat down to you desk as the kids had butterfly time were they could talk and play with others, and again eyes were on you just one set of eyes bore into the back of your skull trying your best to distract yourself with non-existent work in your laptop.Hearing her footsteps from behind you gulped nervously "You don't plan on ignoring me the whole time I'm here right?" her voice sweet as ever spoke as you closed your eyes trying to calm yourself down you turned in you chair as you were met with her powder blue eyes you have once again fallen inlove with . . . okay maybe you haven't moved on properly. . . "Sorry I - I just don't know what to say to you" you muttered almost losing your voice as you cleared your throat, "Well you look. . . good and it's nice seeing you . . . again" you smiled faintly and crossed your arms to your chest a way to comfort yourself from the awkward tension "You uhm you look alright rare to see you all clean and formal though" a chuckle left your lips as you looked at her once again admiring her face once scrawny college student you've fallen in love with now looked mature.

You sighed softly as your gaze shifted down to your feet soon silence and a weird tension filled the air between the two of you, feeling her move her position in front of you as she leaned on your table “This is probably not the ideal place for this but, I wanted to say sorry for what I did it was not mature of me to leave you like that I-I . . . I was scared that if I spoke my heart out I’d lose you and I did. I'm sorry I’m not asking for forgiveness and maybe a chance to give myself another chance to you.” she said softly her eyes met yours filled with genuine and hope you gulped down again shuffling your feet.

“You don’t have to give me an answer now I just want you to give me a chance to have another chance with you not as a stranger this time”

Your heart was beating out your chest as you nodded taking a deep breath and looking around your classroom seeing the kids still playing around you let yourself sink deep into thought you don’t know if it would be the right thing to do but your heart screams to give it another chance and you really want to, walking closer to her as you took her hand gently against your small ones she looked at you searching your face for any clue of your answer “An ultimatum Vi. . . I’ll give you the chance, mess it up. then I don’t wanna know you anymore.” your voice had a shaken tone but it was firm and serious meeting her gaze once again now filled with determination as she nodded that stupid lopsided smile you love plastered on her face “I won’t mess it up cupcake”

hibou's final thoughts : so! hi, im hibou this is my first work after years of not writing I really hope you guys like it I take suggestions please do drop by to send messages I also take ideas I'd be happy to write them! there might be a part two we'll never know!

NIKI and MICO ignited something in me aha.

[dim-3kx]

i finally wrote a clorivia fic!! it’s also my first fic ever lol

go give it some love please >.<

[asterdust]

23.5 trailer made me giggle like a highschooler

[napping-sapphic]

take your clothes off and get on the bed what no we aren’t having sex right now we’re cuddling and pressing every inch of skin together as close as possible for the next six hours

[evgar]

this came to me in a dream

[lowbudgetsuperheroes]

lmao i literally said the same exact thing right before she did

Jiu telling Tul what to do to get Ran back is really the blind leading the blind, like girl u had to almost die for your whole strategy to work with May

Edit : NOT TUL TELLING HER EXACTLY THAT, lesbian on lesbian violence

[femmefruit]

“skirts with no panties for easy access” yeah whatever but can i raise you the concept of wrecked panties?? so wet you both gasp when you stick your hand down her pants? so wet they’re starting to soak through and cling to her cute little pussy? panties so wet you might as well keep them because she can’t put them on again after?

this is about lesbian sex, men and minors dni

[spookysapphicxx]

sorry i moaned when you said something that sounded vaguely possessive over me. i just get off to the thought of you wanting me to be yours

[starlightseinz]

Take a Chance with Me or I don't wanna know you AU

ok so why not give a visualizer for my au cause why not so you'll know how to imagine Vi in this story.

⌗TACWHorIDWKY — link for my au

[cowgirlvi]

mdni. unhygienic loser vi. sub virgin vi. mean fem-reader. degradation. semi-public sex. masturbation. size kink. based off this ask.

wc; 1,034

⠀✦⠀loser!vi who is a disgusting, pathetic virgin—blowing half of her paycheck on porn subscriptions every month, chasing the illusion of intimacy while rotting away in her dirty, cum-stained bedsheets. she’ll masturbate for hours upon hours in the sanctuary of her bedroom, wasting the day away while she fucks herself senseless.

⠀✦⠀sometimes she fucks the handle of her hairbrush inside her pussy, but it’s never enough—not as big as the dildos her favorite cam girls are riding. she wants to be fucked until she loses all inhibitions, wants someone to come and destroy her little hole too. poor baby is so desperate for it; she’ll unintentionally edge herself for hours until she orgasms around her hairbrush, but she’s never fully satisfied. and her hairbrush is always drenched and disgusting by the time she’s finished—wiping old, dried flakes of cum onto her bedsheets.

⠀✦⠀loser!vi who likes to watch pornos of girls with grotesquely large, fake tits bouncing on monster-dildos, splitting their pussies open until their holes can no longer close. it’s the sleaziest genre of porn out there—made specifically for disgusting, perverted, incel men to jack-off to in their stale apartments. vi always feels dirty after watching those videos, because she doesn’t want to be like those men… but she can’t bring herself to stop.

⠀✦⠀after she makes herself squirt for the first time, she lays a beach towel on her bed so she can do it again and again. that towel has definitely seen better days—and maybe it’s because she’s sentimental or something, but she reuses the same dirty, old, crinkly towel from that day forward. every time she fingers her little hole until she squirts, her juices completely flood the sad beach towel, soaking through the ruined fabric until she soils her bedsheets too. and she just lays there afterwards, panting, in an outline of her own sweat.

⠀✦⠀loser!vi whose hairbrush and cumrag start smelling weird and sour very quickly, but she doesn’t think it’s that big of a deal yet. she does her laundry at least once a month, so she should be okay using the same towel for a couple more weeks, right?

⠀✦⠀and it’s incredibly inconvenient, the way her sensitive, big clit catches on the seam of her pants, even when she only moves the slightest bit. it’s particularly annoying while she’s at work, when she can feel large globs of cum leak out of her hole, drenching her underwear. but it’s fine—she can still manage to wear the same pair for another three days, at least.

⠀✦⠀when you come along as a new hire at her job, all sugary sweet and warm smiles, vi already knows she wants to lose her virginity to you—wants you to shove one of those huge, dragon-style dildos inside her pussy until she cries, cooing at her tenderly. so, she watches you when she should be working; committing the shape of your ass to her memory, then running off to the bathroom so she can play with her clit during her lunch hour. if she’s lucky, she’s able to make herself come twice before having to return to her cubicle—sitting in her sodden underwear for the rest of the day.

⠀✦⠀with as clumsy as she is, you catch her in the act one day, shoving your way into the stall while her pants are still around her ankles. vi is mortified, her pussy lips on display, caught jerking off her big clit between her thumb and index finger. and you have the gall to laugh at her. you—the sweet, sunny new-hire with an innocent demeanor—are snickering at her meanly, mocking her sordid act, saying such cruel things to her:

”no wonder you always smell funny. it’s ‘cause you don’t wash the dirty cum off your fingers.”

”you’re disgusting, vi. you know that right?”

”slutty fucking pussy. can’t even wait until you get home, huh?”

⠀✦⠀vi is like a dog caught with its tail between her legs. she interrupts your dirty, mocking, motorboat mouth, sheepishly asking you to leave while trying to pull her pants back up. only, you start laughing again, staring at her engorged, glistening clit, telling her how much of a loser she is, asking her if she’s always been such a desperate slut. her thighs are rubbing together and she doesn’t even realize it, not until she hears a loud, embarrassing schlick.

⠀✦⠀to vi’s surprise, you offer to help her, saying, “you’re too dumb to take care of such a needy pussy by yourself,” and vi keens, crowding into your space eagerly, making it painfully obvious what a pathetic, needy virgin she is. so, you dip the tip of your fingers inside her hole, lubricating two digits, and then teasingly swipe at her clit. it’s cute, the way she shivers and yelps at the slightest touch against her nub.

you can smell her pussy from here, the sour odor quickly filling the bathroom stall the more her juices leak from her hole. the scent is pungent, bordering on gross and foul, but something about how disgusting and pitiful vi is really gets you going, so you don’t mind—actually, you like it.

”fuck, fuck, you’re so—mmphh, mean!” she whimpers, humping against your fingers.

despite her words, vi feels the telltale fluttering in her core, the coil of heat that has been building in her cunt all day and spiked when she got caught. but, to her sheer horror and reluctant ecstasy, vi comes undone. her climax hits like a freight train, so intense and powerful that she doubles over, gripping onto your arm for comfort—the one that’s in between her legs, still flicking against her clit.

“aaughnn—! please, please, holy shit!”

her hips buck and jerk wildly as if she’s possessed by some unseen force. she’s wailing, the sound raw and primal, and then she abruptly squirts against your fingers, soaking both hers and your own work attire. through the haze of her orgasm, vi dimly registers the look of perverse fascination in your eyes, before collapsing into your chest.

you’re snickering at her again, asking, “what was that, ten seconds?” but she doesn’t hear you, ears full of static, just breathing against your neck.

what a sad little loser.

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(3/2/25)

[bunnysfairy]

the second she steps into the bedroom, you know. the game didn’t go well. she’s still in her oversized jersey, hair a little messy from running her hands through it, frustration written all over her face. But when she looks at you- dolled up in your little nightgown, legs tucked under you, book in your hands, waiting so pretty- something shifts.

she exhales, slow. bows over, runs a hand down your thigh, eyes dark. “princess,” she murmurs, voice thick. “can I use you?”

your stomach flips. you know what she means.

you bite your lip and meet her gaze with blown out eyes. “please,” you whisper, setting your book aside. “want you to, baby.”

that’s all it takes.

she groans, hauling you onto her lap, kissing you deep and messy. “always so fucking perfect for me,” she mutters, hands sliding under your nightgown, palming at your tits. „sitting here all dolled up, just waiting for me to take you apart, hmh?”

you nod,A whining into her mouth as she pulls you closer, making you grind against her. “knew you’d come,” you say breathlessly. “always do.”

“yeah? ‘cause you’re my good little bunny,” she breaths out, flips you onto your back, yanking your panties down. “all mine.”

and then she’s on her knees, dragging you to the edge of the bed, shoving your thighs apart.

“christ, baby,” she groans, eyes locked on you. “so wet already. so warm.” she presses a kiss to your inner thigh, then another, another, breathing you in. “tastes so fucking good,” she murmurs before licking you up, slow and deep, groaning at the way you twitch under her tongue.

you whimper, hands tangling in her short hair, tugging her closer. she lets you, lets you guide her, moaning into you like the frustration made her starve for forever.

“fuck, princess,” she mutters against you, voice wrecked. “always so fucking sweet for me. letting me do whatever I want, letting me use you.”

“’m‘ yours,” you gasp, back arching. “all yours.” she groans, fingers sliding into you, pushing deep. “yeah, baby? gonna let me fuck you stupid?” you nod frantically, moaning as she curls her fingers, fucking into you hard, deep, the stretch making your eyes roll back. “oh my god- fuck- ” “that’s it, bunny,” she purrs, kissing your clit between words. “so good. so fucking good. so loose, taking me so well- ”

you sob, clenching around her fingers, legs shaking. she just laughs, breath hot against you. “needy little thing,” she murmurs. “can’t get enough, huh?”

and then she’s pulling back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, eyes heavy-lidded as she climbs back on top of you.

“turn over, baby,” she murmurs, voice still thick with lust. “wanna take care of my pretty little wife.”

you whimper but obey, shivering as she presses kisses down your spine, dragging her strap between your slick folds. “gonna fuck you nice and deep, princess,” she whispers, lining up. “make you cum all over my cock. fill you up so good.” and then she’s sinking in, groaning at the way you squeeze around her, praising you the whole time- telling you how perfect you are, how beautiful, how you’re her best girl, her sweet little wife, her princess, her bunny.

and when it’s over, when you’re boneless and breathless, thighs shaking. she presses kisses all over your face, tucking you into her arms. “did so good for me, baby,” she murmured, stroking your hair. “so perfect.” you hum, nuzzling into her chest. “you’re not mad about the game anymore, right?” she laughs, squeezing you close. “nah,” she says, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “my princess always makes me feel better.”

[fruitface]

"You know you didn't have to start like a whole fight club just to date me."

[borgialucrezia]

“It felt like it was meant to happen. Of course they do have sexual feelings for one another, but it mostly comes from a deep, deep love. When it happens there’s pain, there’s relief, there’s the feeling that it was inevitable. There are so many emotions involved in that sexual act that it couldn’t have been just jumping each other’s bones. [Laughs.]." — FRANÇOIS ARNAUD

[evgar]

more modern au agathario.. my sillies

(comic here)

+ teeny tiny rio

[kookyfemme]

do we fw femmes who are major dorks?? femmes who cant see without their glasses?? femmes who are straight A students?? femmes who have no spatial awareness and are constantly bumping into everything around them?? femmes who spend all their free time thinking about and researching their latest special interests?? femmes who will go on and on without taking a break about anything and everything that's been on their mind, not realizing that they've been talking for hours?? femmes who can hardly imagine anyone actually falling for them because of the way that they typically annoy everyone with their yapping?? femmes who just want to have their brain shut off for once?? do we fw dork femmes?????