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alright ill admit it. popstar is pretty cute
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annarexcouture · 5 months
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"Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together."
- Marilyn Monroe
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butchcockiness · 9 months
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i have two butch4butch moods: wanting to command her on her knees to suck and worship my tcock while it throbs and pulses in her mouth until i'm holding her head and fucking her face while telling her how pretty and/or handsome she is and cumming in her mouth, then pinning her in a mating press and absolutely destroying her prostate or using her clit to breed me as she cries out underneath me; and wanting to ask her to cut a hole in the crotch of my boxers for easy access and bend me over whenever she sees fit to slip her butch cock in my cunt, fucking me unprotected with her tits pressing against my back until she cums inside me totally raw and breeds me on her own terms, using me as a fertile butch cumsleeve
op is nonbinary and this post is t4t. cis men, d-trans, orientation pl-y blogs DNI i will hunt you for sport
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gecemi09 · 3 months
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Honkai impact 3rd? What's that? All i know is lesbians galore.
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twisting-echo · 28 days
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Here are some Toodles Galore x Toots manips I made.
I ship them because they're both known to be prominent love interests for Tom Cat. I just love them because they're the tall femme x short sassy girlfriend dynamic!
I call them Too-Too. That is their ship name as of now! X3
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garugakiller262 · 6 months
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Metal Clouds (Yorozu x Takako)
.Yorozu loves making random things for Takako using her technique they can range from small inexpensive jewelry to things like glass blown dolls or full blown artifacts that she can remember, it’s also something that Yorozu does to see Takako smile.
.Takako worries about Yorozu ALOT especially her mental state ever since the two reincarnated into the modern era Takako hasn’t been far from Yorozu while her lover’s been more concerned with keeping both of them safe. Yorozu often throws herself into dangerous situations during fights: ensuring that they get the most points, changing the rules to benefit only them; and keeping their score up. Takako knows that the culling games won’t end but she no longer wants to see Yorozu in pain and stressing herself out, Takako just wants to escape…but not without Yorozu
.Both of them drink each other’s blood in a weird and intimate way only unique to them; and it also serves as a…motivator. Takako thought it was weird (it still is) but Yorozu sees it as normal (it’s FUCKING not) but these two still taste each other’s blood-as to have a part of each other inside them.
whenever Yorozu sees Takako’s blood she gets worried-but also excited because the taste of Takako’s blood often drives her to make more things! More complicated inventions! Yorozu often tells Takako that she is her biggest muse and Takako more often than not gets flustered, but doesn’t fight the smile
(Modern AU)
.Yorozu works as a inventor and an entomologist considering that she loves making things go BOOM! And that as a kid she used to try and eat the bugs, which led her onto the path of studying insects and other animals. But Yorozu’s love for creating is her biggest source of happiness.
.Takako is a spy for the Japanese government serving under a secret sect and is the leader of her own unit that followed the orders of any official they were given; every task from assassination to blending into a country to steal data there wasn’t anything that Takako’s unit wouldn’t take on. But the unit functions almost like a secret police.
.Takako has never introduced Yorozu to her family all in fear that they would get along TOO well and she would have to deal with both Yorozu and her family basically being in the same hyper energy, one Yorozu is enough!
.Only time Yorozu is ever quiet is when she’s in their bedroom on her orkbench making a new invention or playing in Takako’s jewelry box, usually their apartment is filled with noise; provided by Yorozu making something or playing a video game…or just being…Yorozu
.They both watch movies and hold bets to see who can get the ending right
.Takao does not trust Yorozu in the kitchen with anything! EVER! But she does let Yorozu watch her cook and taste test the food before she serves it
.Yorozu SNORES and Takako makes no effort to stop her as she had gotten used to her lover snoring directly in her face/ears
.One of Takako’s hobbies is playing tennis and Yorozu makes posters for Takako whenever she goes out to play in order to show support, the poster includes the following:
MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF GLITTER
A RISQUE PICTURE OF TAKAKO
GO! TAKA GO! IN BIG BOLD LETTERS
YOROZU WEARING A “I LOVE MY GF” SHIRT
.Takako takes being there for Yorozu in all aspects very seriously, whenever Yorozu forgets to eat, bathe or is in a depressive slump; Takako takes it upon herself to help Yorozu in any way that she can.
.Yorozu in return helps Takako by trying to do the same things that Takako would do whenever she was depressed when Takako becomes sullen, although it isn’t perfect Yorozu still enjoys doing it.
.They hate arguing with one another but things do often come to a head with both of then having fiery tempers, but Yorozu does have a rule Takako cannot break: you can be mad but still sleep next to me
.Both of them love animals
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ew01z · 9 months
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dragon quest v is a big win for dilf lovers if u think about it
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lesbianwriter · 1 year
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Hii, could you pleeeasee write a continuation for the villain tries to get rid of henchman but them saves her from Hero??
I always love your writing but this one really caught me! <3 hugss
Part one | Part two | Part three
Thank you <3
The room was silent in the wake of Villain’s confession.
Villain had done it for Henchman.
Everything had been because for her. It wasn’t because she was concerned about her reputation or any other myriad of excuses that she always used to keep those thoughts at bay. It was because she was in love, and the way her was heart pounding upon that realization made her head spin and her legs shake.
This would only be used against her. It was a weakness, a liability, a loose string that would send everything unraveling if tugged on. Hero use it as a vessel for her vengeance. Henchman would be hurt, and Villain would always come to save her, as if they were tied together by a string. Then where would they be? They’d be dead but at least they’d die together, right?!
Henchman stared at Villain, her head angled to the side in a puppyish manner, and Villain couldn’t think. She needed to think—Hero would have revived by now, she was probably already planning again, and Villain needed to prepare for her enemy’s next move.
Old memories were beginning to float up from the bottom of her mind, the pieces of a shipwreck surfacing, and she couldn’t breathe.
She was drowning.
“Are you having a panic attack?” Henchman asked. Villain didn’t even notice she was sitting down until the sudden voice snapped her out of it. “Villain, do you know what’s happening?”
Stiffly, Villain shook her head.
What was happening to her?
When she registered the fact that Henchman was holding her hands, she pulled away and looked at the floor in shame. Nobody was ever meant to see her fortress crumble; not again.
“Do you want me to stay or go?” Henchman questioned, her hands twisting into the fabric of her pants. “I know what I’m worth. I’m not going to get ping-ponged because of your turmoil. If you want me to stay, I’ll stay, but if you aren’t going to treat me with respect, then I’ll leave.”
“I don’t know what I want.” Villain admitted.
She wanted to stab herself—she wanted to make herself hurt so that she’d face the reality that what was in her head was exactly that: in her head. Then, she’d armor up again and be how she always was. She would lose Henchman, but that would be safer. It would be better.
Henchman looked at her, and her eyes softened in such an infuriating yet hypnotic way. “Your problem is that you can’t make a decision if there’s no logical way out. That’s your problem with me. Against all odds, you’ve come to like me, and that doesn’t make sense to you that there’s somebody you’d do irrational things for.”
Villain’s heart that love makes people crazy, but she never expected she’d find herself doing crazy things out of love.
A beat of silence that felt like an hour passed by, and Villain could feel the tension in the air being pulled taut. “Why did you ever bother with me if you knew that?”
“Because I needed a friend.” Her smile was sad. “I didn’t have anything or anybody left when I joined. The only thing I could really do so that I didn’t feel useless was devote myself to this.”
“You’ve always been talented.” Villain admitted. “…perky, but you were the best I had.” She wanted to say ‘I love you,’ those ridiculous three words, but she held her tongue.
The panic in Villain’s chest had stilled, the water calmed and level. The air smelled strongly of antiseptic and other overpowering cleaning chemicals. It helped ground her to the present, to the reality.
She would never deserve Henchman.
It had been a long time since Villain felt so stranded, left to drift in the ocean, powerless against her own fate. It had been a long time since she felt her heart pound against her chest—whether in fear or love—and now it was beating with both. She couldn’t remember the last time that she had been so goddamn terrified, but when she looked at Henchman and imagined her the same as Civilian, dead and bleeding on the ground, she couldn’t believe the bolt of panic that shot through her like lightning.
It was love. It was painful, and humiliating, and pathetic, and—!
Villain tuned back in when she heard Henchman crying. She didn’t know what to do, so she sat there and soaked in on the shared misery.
“I want to help destroy Hero.” Henchman sniffled.
“Shouldn’t you rest after what happened?”
“You’ve never cared about that before.” Henchman retorted, an edge of bitterness in her tone as she wiped her eyes. “I know I may seem soft to you, but being an emotionless jerk isn’t what makes me strong. I can be emotional and still be a thousand times more ruthless than half the henchmen here. I want to take Hero down. She used my suffering to get to you, but I’m the one who was tortured.”
Villain’s heart continued to thud louder, rushing in her ears and pounding against her chest. Henchman would be working with her again. That was beyond dangerous—it was inviting for an attack where she was weak, where she was vulnerable—and if she could barely stand up straight now then what about later?
“Villain, you look sick.”
“I’m fine.” Villain snapped. She exhaled, and she tried to clear her mind of the fog and the resurfacing memories. “If you want to help, then be ready to meet in my office tomorrow morning.”
“It is morning. It’s one a.m.”
Villain pinched the bridge of her nose. “Then this noon—however I’m supposed to say it. My office at noon. If you’re not there on time, you aren’t helping.”
Eventually, the two parted ways.
When Villain collapsed in her bed, when she should’ve been thinking about what she was supposed to do about an essentially immortal Hero out for revenge, she couldn’t stop thinking about Henchman.
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surrender-souls · 1 year
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is there an oz adaptation that is like faithful to book glinda, like not going towards the bubbly pink of the 1939 one?
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spemark · 1 year
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meet the artist thing i guess lol
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cuntstable · 8 months
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ok forcing myself to stop dishonored posting bc i gotta make dinnar but ahahhhhhhh……… game series of all time genuinely
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ohnoohdeer · 1 year
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Just finished playing Life is Strange: True Colors with my wife..
On a totally unrelated note after finishing the game we also went and finally bought a record player
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twisting-echo · 28 days
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Toodles: You must be this tall to date me.
Toots: How about this tall?
My favorite Toodles Galore x Toots manip I made.
Ship name: Too Too
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novelconcepts · 7 months
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Fall of the House of Usher has everything, tbh. Seven Deadly Sins family. Everyone’s queer. No one has a moral compass. Nightmare goblin energy everywhere. The most grotesque deaths you’ve ever seen. Hilarious snark. The hottest women in the world. Carla Gugino in fifteen different wigs. Violent lesbians. Cats coming out on top. Cool tattoos. Orgiastic vibes. Katie Parker being Just A Lady, for once. Terrific hair. A granddaughter who takes no shit. Intimacy issues galore. Storytime. Storytime. Storytime.
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bluebirdblurts · 2 years
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I feel like I don’t talk about the gals of Marble Hornets enough. They’re girlbosses! I would personally let Jessica straddle me and do my makeup! Or the other way around, I am not picky for that woman!
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passionpeachy · 7 days
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I legit considered dressing up in full femme galore just to go to a hardware store and look real clueless while trying to look for shelves in the hopes of a butch lesbian noticing me but knowing my damn luck it’d just be another cishet guy with a beard that ends up helping me
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