need a boyfriend who will call me loverboy.

Fae's DNI list

Hi, I'm Fae.

I use THEY/THEM & SHE/HER pronouns, with a strong preference for THEY/THEM. I'm a Feminine presenting Nonbinary person.

Do not disrespect my identity just because it may not follow your views.

I AM A MINOR.

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1, DNI

Transcrum, Transmeds, anti queer, anti queer marriage, queer phobic, anti queer parenting, TERFS, racist, colorism, right wing, conservative, have conservative or right wing views, support anti queer establishments, ableist, N@zi, P€do, z00phile, n€cr0phili@c, using your religion as an excuse to hate/shame queer people, use slurs of any kind, force religion onto others, refuses to respect someone's religion, denouncing others religion/god(s) if they conflict with your own. Anti poly couples, anti poly house households, anti poly parenting, A chaser, Fetishizing people for their race - disability - gender - sexuality - or biological sex.

2, No pro shippers. DNI if you ship incest, p€dophiliac ships, abusive ships.

3, If you genuinely support cringe culture, not as a bit but as a genuine excuse to dunk on people for existing.

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Will be updated as things change! Enjoy yourselves!

to be a gay man is to be beauty itself.

Lets create a house where yelling means we’re having fun. When you hear a door slam you know it was accidentally pulled with too much strength, not slammed out of anger. When there is silence, it is Contentment, not another passive aggressive fight. The dog is no longer barking to protect, he simply just wants the cats to play with him. Let’s create a safe, warm environment that makes you feel like you can breathe, not hold your breath. Let’s stomp on the eggshells we use to tip toe on. Together we will make this house into a home. And welcome all with open arms into this kind and loving space.

when doms go “yeah?” or any variation of that. you agree. reblog.

need a boy to sit on my lap and info dump / ramble about his interests to me as i hold his hands and kiss him when he stutters

i love talkative guys

i. yeah.

I’m making a collection

thinking about aventurine, sex with whom was a one night stand at first.

male reader, 18+, mdni, top male reader, alcohol use.

he didn't expect anything more or anything less when getting a little bit too tipsy with you on a night out. you know how this goes - cards, poker chips, a couple of cocktails on your table, and as the night progresses those cocktails turn into a bottle of wine, then of whisky... and before you know it, the chips are abandoned on the table and his credit card pays for a private suite upstairs, and your lips clash in the elevator as you taste the mix of everything you drank and ate tonight on each other's lips.

it's not you specifically, aventurine tells himself as he watches you tear his clothes off, your teeth and hands all over him. he was just feeling lonely, went along with the moment, he tries convincing himself, but you feel just a little bit too good rearranging his insides, moaning in his ear as he left little scratches on your back. and as you kept plunging into him, he couldn't even think or say anything besides "hmm! y/n... fuck, more, more..!"

and when he wakes up with sunlight on his face, and your arms around him, he panics. it was just a drunken mistake, everyone sleeps with their friends sometimes, he thinks, quickly dressing up and searching for his belongings within the mess of the room the two of you made. but when closing the door behind him, aventurine couldn't help but steal a glance at your peacefully sleeping form. downstairs, he paid for you both and ordered you the nicest breakfast in the room, not out of guilt, he tells himself, "just so his hangover is a bit better.."

and yet he finds himself thinking back to the encounter when nights get a little too lonely. he can't help himself but send you a message

"wanna play tonight? all on me."

the loser has to do whatever the winner wants. and the whole time you were both laughing, he clenched his fist under the table, breath barely noticeably hitching. and when you, unsurprisingly, lost the round, it was field day for aventurine.

his purple, charming eyes gaze in yours as he announces his wish, tongue gently running over his lips. "kiss me." voice echoing, trying really hard not to shake as the gambler tries desperately to keep up his facade of dominance, to hide the dreadful fear of rejection. and as your hands find themselves against his waist again, lips, teeth crashing, you mutter: "could've just asked me like a normal guy."

aventurine chuckles, that chuckle suddenly drowning out in a moan as his hands clutch to you in desperation, rubbing up against the hard on in your pants, growing more and more desperate. when you find yourself in his bed this time, he makes sure to treat you better, already prepped beforehand, shaved and waiting for you to fuck him over and over again all night long. cum on his face, body and hands, he can't even go to the shower, because once he does, pulls you in with him and moves on his knees.

this morning he doesn't run away, instead admiring the both of you in the mirror, tracing your handprints and hickeys on his pale body, cock getting hard all over again, just in time for you waking up.

I’m actually so tired of the way twitter gays will be like “you’re bi and date nonbinary people? You’re gay and go both ways?? Youre aromantic but date people? That doesn’t make ANY sense.”

Like seriously do you not know what this community is about. The literal definition of queer means peculiar. Sometimes queer people are fucking weird and messy and don’t make sense and sometimes and it’s both confusing and beautiful. Some of you will literally be like “um there’s no such thing as bi lesbians” yet you still have the sheer and utter fucking audacity to be like “I love weird gays!”.

Yeah, you sure love your sanitized version of what it means to be queer. You don’t actually know what it means, you just think “lesbian means girls who like girls, gay means boys who like boys, bi means people who like girls and boys, and-“ when the entire fucking point of it is that not everyone fits into the boxes you assign them. Exclusionists can go eat a dick.

"i think ive already told you this" boyfriend x "that's okay i dont remember, tell me anyway :)" boyfriend

why do some trans women think the common side effects of their hormones and medications (which are normal side effects and occur when taking even unrelated medications) they use to aide their transition gives them a period? or in some cases they claim period “symptoms” as if abdominal cramps don’t affect both men and women? same with mood swings they claim are a symptom but are actually just hormones being imbalanced because their body doesn’t need the extra hormones. and don’t even get me started on the “cravings” 🙄🙄 most women don’t actually have cravings during their period.

also, a period/menstruation can only happen if you have the anatomy for it. you can’t have a period without the anatomy lol

To be a poor little prince, captured by the king of a rival kingdom.

Of course, due to your pride, you would keep your chin up. You would not bow to this imposter king. You are noble, glorious, worthy of all treasures in the world. And, regardless of being captured, you would not give in to any of your desires.

But do you not wish to kneel at his feet? To worship the very ground he walks on? To be compliant?

For the sake of your people, you will not give in. You must stay strong, if not for yourself, then for them. They must see a strong prince. One who can face danger and humiliation.

But you want him to take advantage of you. Take you to the balcony of his palace and fuck you before the very people you swore to protect. Let them see you quiver in his grasp, and know their prince has truly been defeated.

You stay strong. You stay ready. You are prepared for whatever torture he will inflict upon you in order to break you. You will face him with dignity and pride. And you will spit in his face as he realizes, he cannot conquer you.

But his attack, his dick inside of you leaves you begging for more. He rocks his hips, back-and-forth, sliding deeper into you with every movement. He grabs your leash, attached to a pretty collar with his name, imprinted on it. And he pulls. Nearly choking the life out of you, but you won’t complain. You are His Majesty‘s favorite little toy. And you love your position.

Your pride, your dignity, your people be damned.

You belong to the king.

Antishippers, TERFs, under 18, and WLW-only blogs this space is not for you!

im sorry but something needs to be said. the "kanej and helnik are so deep and poetic and wesper is so fun and silly 🤪🤪" joke is SO FUCKING TIRED. its not even TRUE. do i really need to explain the poeticism of wylan and jesper?? they both spent their whole lives thinking a fundamental part of them was wrong. wylan was abused and manipulated by his father into thinking his disability made him worthless. jesper repressed his grisha talent his whole life because his father told him it was dangerous; that he'd be be better off without it. it got his mother killed. but having each other makes them realize that they are worth something. they love and trust each other so much that knowing that the other values them gives them a whole new perspective. they didn't think they deserved love. THEY NEVER THOUGHT THEY WOULD GET TO HAVE THIS!! WITH EACH OTHER!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND

(artist is @/idonotexist_222 on twitter)

stupid puppy that begs without knowing what it wants x “please what?” dom