masc x femme moodboard.

ANGRY TIEFLING BUTCHDYKEFAG !!!!!!

i love dnd and i love this funky lil dyke what should i name them?

oh i’m butch bait, but in the sense that i’m a siren luring you to your doom. butch bait because once i get my claws into you, it’s all over. butch bait in the sense that everything about me is tuned to your desires, to hook you, ensnare you, mesmerize you

i’m butch bait in the sense that you’re my prey

Such a dumb lil bitch in heat today, lemme suck your [insert body part here] till you cum all over me💦

from some time ago but they're cute🩷

MEN DNI

Lesbians who call themselves daddy have a special place in my pussy, err I mean heart.

Guys I think I found my twin

Happy lesbian visibility week

and my man (masc sapphic) , thank you to my man (masc sapphic)

Pretty unfortunate that a butch girl isn't taking me to an abandoned building at midnight during a full moon, pressing my back to a rough concrete pillar and kissing me 'til my lips feel raw and bruised and I'm so out of breath that I gulp for air when they finally pull back. Biting my neck while unbuttoning my shirt and trailing her hand along my chest in a way that's almost too delicate, leaving me desperate for her to be rougher, to pinch my nipples and suck deep, purple marks into my flesh. I'd push her back when it became too much and rip her belt off. Fall to my knees so hard it stings, but before she can ask about it I pull her zipper down, her strap flopping out right in front of my lips. Looking up at her and the stars burning above us, as they witness our sins and pleasures, as I open my lips and take as much of her into my mouth as I can. Slipping my fingers under the strap to feel how much nectar is already dripping out of her. She groans into the night, grips my hair and tells me with her husky voice to open my mouth nice and wide for her. I could come from watching her spit. Let alone the feeling of it hitting my tongue, of her pulling me back in and starting to fuck my face while mumbling about how much of a good whore I am for her. Using my throat like a toy. When she's satisfied, she lets go and asks if I'm okay while petting my hair, weaving her fingers through it so softly that I could purr. I tell her yes, and she pulls me up to kiss my forehead, whispering that I'm such a good girl for her, that she loves me so much. We go back to rough after that, but the softness of her voice runs through my mind over and over, and I imagine the drive home with her hand on my thigh, the shower together where she washes my hair and us laying in bed as she kisses every bruise and mark she's left while telling me I'm the most gorgeous woman she's ever known. Her arms wrapped around my midsection as we drift off and she hums to me. I never knew the word whore could be filled with so much love and pure, unfiltered adoration until I met her. I scream her name into the sky as she pounds into me, hoping that the universe itself hears me, hears how much I love the woman staring into my eyes like I'm made of soft summer rain clouds and perfectly ripe strawberries and a million other beautiful, quiet things. Then, as I come for the final time that night, and she collapses into me with her heaving breathes and burning legs, I whisper into her ear, under her short, sweaty hair, that I love her, because that one's just for her. Tears stain my cheeks but they keep coming as it sets in yet again that she's mine and I'm hers, and the world is so beautiful even through blurry, dizzy eyes.

dyke time. 💋

save me stone tops save meeee

Drinking wine is literally so embarrassing! "omg I had a glass of grape juice and now I want to post pictures of my boobs online!!" I need to be restrained

cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other

if I see a fem with pretty eyes I’m getting on my hands and knees for her