#sigh........ my lesbians

[subwayfloorlicker1978]

gonna be completely honest and say that i'm not a fan of the ragapom interactions in episode 3. i think it's good that pomni is appreciative of ragatha and learns that from her experience with kinger, and even though i don't think the ending scene w those two COMPLETELY IGNORES ragatha's ongoing problem of treating pomni like a child, it certainly doesn't acknowledge it enough. which is. erm. worrying!

i think zooble's gender dysphoria b plot shouldn't have been in this episode either- that time would've been PERFECT for ragatha to talk about her problems with pomni to the other castmates and come to the conclusion that she's doing a few things wrong. zooble's problem is clearly too deep to have this little coverage in one episode and this format would also acknowledge both sides with ragapom's weird tension for the past few episodes. and it would definitely be a lot more effective too if ragatha was LITTLE more overbearing in episode 2 as well.

however that's if you want to resolve their dynamic within 3 episodes. which honestly i don't like the idea of, bc ragatha's treatment of pomni is connected to her desire to be the mom friend/depended on (and continuous failure to do so), and said desire ALSO causes multiple other problems for her too (cough toxic positivity and also her interactions with jax but thats a conversation for later).

which is why i don't like the "every character gets a dedicated episode" format, and it doesn't work for the majority of the cast. it DOES work for kinger because his spotlight in episode 3 was mostly supposed to be a deepdive into his past, he's clearly not meant to be a character with an arc... and also he's literally just going to forget everything anyway. ragatha is clearly a lot more complex and her complexity/progression of character literally depends on how she interacts with others. like sorry but it would be infinitely more interesting for the show to convey it in a more longterm way and unfortunately i think it might go in the opposite direction.

[naturecalls111]

[thaigls]

Pluto The Series — Episode 11 (YouTube)

[mmagurro]

wangxian yuri 🫶🐺

[shouyuus]

OH MY FUCKKK. college roomate!vi is fucking killing meeee. the last one made me literally squeal when i read about vi's vape 😩😩 i am a silly little smoker myself and i was wondering if you'd write something about vi introducing reader to smoking? like one night they're sitting and talking on the couch, maybe watching a movie or something and vi whips out her lost mary (i KNOW thats what she'd smoke) and reader asks kinda out of nowhere to have a hit, and vi laughs a little and then teaches her how to use it (it is an art form), and their faces keep getting closer and closer and they're basically kissing because they're hitting from the same vape, right? RAAAHHHHHH 😩

college roommate!vi cinematic universe not me having to google the brand but yES ur rite she woULD

+18, no sex but vape usage, mdni

"l-like that?"

"yeah, just like that -- breathe in -- hold it -- breathe out --"

you let out a soft groan, the "cherry peach lemonade" flavored smoke slipping from the corners of your lips in streams, vi's eyes flickering down and back up again, her own lips parted, her pupils dark.

"it's -- it's a good flavor," you say, blinking as you hand the vape back to vi, who grins and takes a long hit, leaning back slow, one hand on the vape, the other slung lazily across the sofa back, letting the smoke unfurl from her mouth. you watch, mesmerized as she rounds out her lips and blows out little smoke rings just to make you laugh.

"yeah, it's nice," vi says, her voice soft as she glances back at you, at the way your eyes have gone just a bit hazy. she leans forward, tugging your chin towards her with a thumb and forefinger, a mischievous grin sweeping across her face.

"open your mouth for me, pretty girl."

you do, letting your mouth fall slack as vi takes another long hit and blows the smoke into your mouth. like this, you can feel the cool of the smoke, the warmth of her breath, the strange duality sending tingles shooting down your back, a coil tightening in your gut as you breath in.

your lashes flutter as the high slips through your body, the weightlessness gathering in your loosening muscles.

"i-i've seen people do that before --" you say, grasping for something to fill the strange, ethereal silence, "at parties," you clarify, hoping for... you're not entirely sure what.

vi chuckles, "yeah? it's called shotgunning. it's... a bit gentler than just taking a hit straight from the vape so --"

she pulls you towards her again, this time, you lean in and your lips are so close you can feel the heat of her skin against yours.

you open your mouth without her prompting, and you don't miss the way her pupils dilate at the motion. and just for a second, you can taste your own heartbeat -- the sweet cherry peach lemonade tang of it at the back of your throat -- before vi's blowing another steady stream of smoke into you and you're breathing it in, tasting her -- wondering if her lips would be just as sweet without all the flavored smoke --

"there... think that's enough for you for tonight?" vi asks, pulling back with a grin.

you lick your lips, glancing at the tv screen.

"we've missed like... half the movie."

vi laughs, grabbing for the remote, "yeah well. we were busy. luckily, there's a rewind button."

you keep quiet as she rewinds through the parts of the movie the both of you missed, your mind a berry-tinted haze of half-formed thoughts. you inch closer to her, pressing your thigh to hers, letting your head drop onto her shoulder.

"thanks, vi," you say, your eyes cast towards the tv but not really seeing it at all.

she stills beneath your touch.

"what for, princess?"

you nuzzle your head deeper into her neck, "nothing just... glad you're here."

after a beat, vi curls an arm around your shoulder and gives you a squeeze.

"i'll always be here, princess. whenever you need me. and even if you don't. got it?"

you giggle, closing your eyes and letting the bright neons of the movie play out behind your eyelids like the passing of so many days and nights.

"i'll always need you, vi... even if you think i don't." and your voice is so, slow, honest. so honest that vi feels her chest squeeze. she settles for brushing her lips along the seam of your hair.

"then i guess we're stuck with each other for the long haul, aren't we princess?"

you let out a sleepy little laugh, nodding.

"yeah. guess we are."

[dulcesilly]

SO!! this is some startrix fanart with @bixels and @tulliok 's designs for their AU !! ahhh i really love all of them but specially these 2!! i used a base from deviantart -> https://www.deviantart.com/jaki-black/art/Magnet-vocaloid-base-two-girls-499608974 < (its very recognizable tho lol) and i tried to make the headphones more vintage-like... but i think i failed a little lol .. i hope you like it! :3

i like the b&w version too.. so retro and yuriful

[jazforthesoul]

every time someone reduces CAPTAIN !!! elizabeth "lizzie" lafayette down to "a sad lesbian" a fairy dies bc i shoot it with my gun. like you're telling me you were spoon-fed a character that has one of the most realistic and RAW representations of grief and perseverance in the series and all you got from that was "she's sad" ????

is she a constantly happy character? Fuck no! that's acknowledged!! but to take EVERYTHING that she is, which has positive and negative aspects THAT ARE BOTH SHOWN, to take the fact that she is THE DRIVING FORCE OF THE MAIN BACKGROUND PLOT, and reduce her down to NOTHING but her relationships?? ?what the hell!!!

[asmodeauxx]

I would like to apologise to my Malay audience for my botched Malay, I never said I was good at my own language💔💔

[vampirade]

lesbyler based on this

[abilai]

Shizun…. Kiss me shizun

[customboytoyz]

I make posts for hypersexual trans guys who never had a fear of sex but a fascination with it. who had their sex awakening so intensely and so early that the gender awakening had to play catch up.

who were undeniably and rabidly attracted to men but completely bugged out when men reciprocated and couldnt comprehend why. because the answer definitely wasnt lesbianism.

dudes who have such an intense dysphoria and hate themselves, but not in the way that they need to be used like a fucktoy with no worth, im the way that they want to shove their cock in something but cant. Dudes that want to be seen like a god when they fuck and agonize when they cant get that.

[rizsnt]

i'm out of my head, of my heart, of my mind

[nevvae]

KKKIRAMMAN fingers YOU in the puss 😝

^ jealous commander caitlyn??

Hey friends, have u ever looked at Caitlyn and gone, "Hey, pls finger me" yeah? Me too! Hopey u likeyyy 😝😝

Smut under lol☆! Minors, watch it 😾!

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Her nails dig into the soft flesh of your thighs, coaxing them apart as she nibbles and sucks on your collarbone, leaving a trail of marks to your lips, claiming them in a passionate kiss, her tongue eagerly exploring every inch of your mouth. Caitlyn's body presses against yours with urgency, pushing you further into the plush fabric of the couch. Her hand slides up your thigh, teasing over the lace of your panties with a deliberate touch.

You moan, breaking away from the kiss to lean back against the arm of the couch. Caitlyn smirks at the sight of your neck littered with her marks, and she continues to pepper kisses down your chest while her fingers work their way past the thin material of your underwear. "You're mine," she growls against your skin, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. Your chest rises and falls rapidly as you pant in response to her touch. Caitlyn's fingers press harder and more insistently, feeling the heat and dampness between your legs that only add to her desire for you. "Say it," she commands in a low whisper, her teeth grazing against your neck.

Your breath hitches, but you only grip her hair tighter and pull her into another passionate kiss. Caitlyn groans impatiently, torn between wanting to continue touching you and wanting to hear those words from your lips. Nonetheless, as she tastes the sweetness of your lips and feels your body trembling beneath hers, it becomes harder for her to hold onto any frustration. As the kiss deepens, she nibbles at your bottom lip, pulling away just enough to speak again. Her lips brush against yours as she whispers "Say it; say that you're mine," blue eyes gazing deeply into yours as she waits for your response.

"M’yours," you whine out, hips grinding against her fingers. Caitlyn's heart skips a beat at you finally uttering those words.

"Good girl," she whispers in response, her voice hoarse with desire. She increases the pressure of her fingers, pressing harder and faster against your panties, feeling the heat and wetness seeping through. Your desperation only fuels Caitlyn's desire, as she dips her fingers beneath the elastic, teasing you until she finally grazes over your dripping folds. With a groan, she slides two fingers deep inside you, and her thumb rubs harsh circles over your clit, sending shivers through your spine. "So wet for me, love," she growls approvingly.

Her lips blaze a trail of kisses and bites along your jaw and down to your collarbone; one hand grips your hip possessively while the other circles your entrance, teasingly dipping her fingers in until she pushes two fingers deep inside you, making you whine. Caitlyn's fingers go deeper, pumping in and out of you, her thumb pressing firmly on your clit, rubbing harsh circles that make your hips buck wildly. She swallows your moans and cries with her mouth, kissing you hungrily; her free hand roams your curves, greedily squeezing the soft flesh of your breast, tweaking your nipples through the thin fabric of your top.

Caitlyn breaks away from kissing you to mark your body with bites and suckling kisses, determined to leave her mark on every inch of you “Your body remembers who owns it... who makes you feel this way,” she whispers hotly against your skin, claiming you once again with every movement of her skilled fingers. "Your body remembers who owns it...who makes you feel this way," she rasps possessively against your throat, as she curls her fingers inside you and strokes that spot that makes you lose control. Her thumb continues its relentless pace on your clit, driving you closer and closer to the edge until you tremble and quake beneath her touch, overwhelmed by intense pleasure.

Your body feels like it's on fire as Caitlyn's fingers and mouth work you over, sending waves of pleasure rippling through every nerve. You moan her name, voice strained and breathless, fingers grasping at her hair and pulling desperately. Your hips move in sync with her hand, craving more friction, more pleasure, anything that she can give you. Caitlyn growls against your neck, sinking her teeth into your collarbone as she curls her fingers just right and presses down on your clit with perfect pressure. "Cum for me, love; show me who you belong to," she demands.

With a snap, the coil inside you breaks and you're consumed by waves of intense pleasure. Your body arches off the couch as a scream of Caitlyn’s name tears from your throat. She continues to drive you wild, grinding her fingers inside you and rubbing your sensitive clit until you're left panting and trembling. Finally, she slows her movements and gently pulls her wet fingers from between your folds, admiring her work--your heaving chest, glistening skin, and glazed-over eyes.

As she brings her slick fingers to her lips and suckles on them provocatively, she whispers "Delicious," before pressing her body against yours and kissing you deeply. The taste of your lingers on her lips as they mold perfectly to yours in a soft yet passionate embrace.

^ aftercare or whatever, sorry this might be utter asshole, my bad gang 😔💔

[mmagurro]

wlw wangxian 🐰🌷

[oilith]

I need to be hugged. I need to be embraced, and wrapped in warm arms, my head against their chest, listening to their heartbeat. Under the thick, soft bedsheets, my warm breath grazing their neck, and their nose buried in my hair. Making light circles on their collarbones, lifting my hand to play with their hair. I need to feel their breath on my ear, while whispering sweet, loving words to eachother, only meant for our ears. Simply drifting in the warmth and sinking into eachother, as we bask in the moment

[radiocity]

The L Word: Lookbook ↳ 2.01, Life, Loss, Leaving