Rosie

27•she/her•femme

[anotherprettyfemme]

hi darling,

i suppose i should start with an intro post, although i’m never quite sure what to say:

you can call me Rosie, Ro, any variation that isn’t Rosemary (because i loathe it, unless we’re close…really close)

i’m 27, she/her, and an october scorpio 🖤

i’d say i’m submissive, ridiculously so..too needy sometimes (thanks to the bpd…or maybe it’s just who i am as a person). however, occasionally i want to take control. softly though, gentle touches and pressing kisses to any exposed skin while i tell you how good you are for me.

if it isn’t obvious, i love women..just wanna kiss every single one of you and drop to my knees staring up at you through thick lashes while I let you take control.

i thrive on:

praise

degradation

bondage

omo

dacryphilia

biting/scratching/bruises…really anything that marks me as yours

begging (you or me)

edging/denied orgasms

somno

calling you mommy/daddy

knife play

pretty girls, butches, femmes, mascs, literally women

anon asks are always welcome, DMs are open too! come say hi, or tell me all of the things you want to do to me (please)

if you’re under 18 (a minor) do not interact

claimed anons: 🌿, 🦊, 🍓, 💫, 💋, 💛, 🦋, 🎀, 🍁, 🩶, 🐓, 🌸, 🍒, 🌹, 🍃, 🧀

[needyandannoying]

happy pride month to the femmes that contribute nothing to society because all they do is lay in bed and fumble bad bitches… we matter too!!!

[anotherprettyfemme]

once again..i am manifesting a handsome butch (preferably in black boots so we can match 🥺) to let me stand between their legs while their hands splay across my hips, thumbs rubbing soft circles just under the waistband of my skirt while i melt into them. thanks

(yes i photoshopped out my tattoos iykyk mwah) xx

[anotherprettyfemme]

Just wanted to say that I absolutely love your posts! Seeing that u reposted mine makes me happy :)

oh darling!! this made my night, i love your blog! (it’s one of my favorites if i’m being completely honest!)

you’re so sweet! 🥹🖤

i hope you’re having a good day/night (wherever you are in the world) xx

[anotherprettyfemme]

i’ve got to pee so badly but i’m comfy in bed,

it’d be a shame if i had someone who kept me distracted..who would pin me down and tease me until i was a whimpering, needy mess.

who spoke to me in the most condescending way possible while i’m wiggling around. the pressure making everything feel so good.

someone who’d press inside me, their strap curling up and making me whine. clenching around it.

hearing those broken little sobs “too much, s’too…so much fuck fuck fuck” but instead of slowing down, you’d speed up. your mind overwhelmed with the possibilities. because having that control. primal control over someone else’s body. god, that was good.

watching me freeze when it first happened. eyes wide and cheeks burning, damp with tears. “shit shit i’m s-sorry, c-can’t” rambling broken apologies. thighs trying to clench together. feeling the way your hands flatten over them, pushing them down into the bed, keeping me there. because this was exactly where you wanted me.

all of it, so wet..making those delicious noises every time you slipped in and out. glistening.

“i know you can’t baby,” you cooed, thrusting hard again and i moaned. too lost in it. too far gone.

the way my legs would shake, tears spilling over but even then..you could see how much i wanted it. rocking my hips back against you, feeling the way it’d hit my bladder from the inside making me lose it just a little more each time. soaked before i’d even cum. sobbing pathetically, your thumb working circles on my clit.

“aw baby, you’re so full..you don’t even know what you want do you?” i heard you say and a sob bubbled over, eyes pinched shut as i shook my head.

“f-feels so..” i trailed off, hiccuping as my hips rolled. you buried inside me. “fuck, s’so good mommy please-..” i whimpered. so desperate. so full and aching and needy.

“that’s okay baby..let it go, i’ve got you..mommy’s got you” you breathed, your voice thick with need. seeing the way i so easily unraveled for you. every time. the way those pretty tears slipped down my temples, soaking the pillow underneath me. your cock slick with me, all of me.

and finally, the way my back arched..hands grasping at the sheets, your biceps..anything i could grab. “o-oh god, fuck f-fuck i’m-mommy, i” rambling incoherently through sobs.

“i know baby, you’re doing so good..let me see you ruin yourself for me.”

[anotherprettyfemme]

can you feel it? how badly i need you?

my legs spread on either side of your thigh. your arms wrapped lazily around my waist, with my face nuzzled deep in the crook of your neck. those little breathy whimpers while my hips rock back and forth. slow at first. almost unaware i was doing it.

like my body instinctively needed you, even when my mind hadn’t caught up yet.

i felt you hum, low..in the back of your throat. pressing a kiss to my hair while i kept moving. little noises slipping out while you felt the telltale dampness pooling on your thigh.

“oh baby..look at you,” you smirked, carding a hand through my hair and holding my chin, tilting me back so our eyes met. mine were hazy, needy. a pout tugging on my lips.

“so pathetic, you’re so wet..and just from rutting against my thigh..” i heard you tease, and i whined. but didn’t stop. if anything the movements became more erratic. desperate. another whimper, something incoherent.

but then i felt your hand on my chin, forcing my gaze up. “open.” one word, and i obliged immediately. feeling you push two fingers in and my lips closed around them. head bobbing slightly as i coated them, my tongue swirling around. i watched your breath hitch.

there i was..all stupidly doe eyed and needy for you. two fingers in my mouth while your other hand dug into the soft flesh of my hip, guiding me as i rocked back and forth. feeling the vibrations of every moan around your fingers.

“oh there you are baby,” you praised, my eyes staying locked on yours. “such..a good girl,” and i nodded. dark lashes fluttering closed the moment you shifted my weight, my clit now pressed directly against your thigh. the only thing between us, that thin, soaked piece of fabric.

“can you cum like this baby? rubbing your pretty cunt through your panties with two fingers in your mouth like a good girl?”

i pouted slightly. it would have been almost endearing. if my lips weren’t coated in spit and my panties weren’t so wet they were clinging to every fold.

you knew what i wanted. i wanted you..you to do it. to guide me. you tsked, a cocky smirk on your lips.

“you will. you can do it. c’mon pretty girl..cum for me..just..like this”

[softyymasc]

Her fingers down my throat when?

[anotherprettyfemme]

is there anything more fulfilling than being allowed to leave bite marks and hickeys on someone who could have me falling apart with a single word?

not because they mean they’re mine. they don’t.

it’s because for a few moments, they tip their head back..and let me.

because they know exactly what they’re doing when they brush that strand of hair out of my face and give me that look..go on, then.

and suddenly i’m kissing at their throat like im starving, trying to pour out every impossible feeling into my mouth. every ounce of devotion..every irrefutable sense of wanting.

i want to hear the way they hiss when my teeth sink into their skin, or the low breathy noise in the back of their throat when i suckle on their neck..dragging my tongue across those pretty ruddy bruises that i’ve made.

i love the contradiction of it. how they’re still the one in control. still the one making me weak, the one i’d follow anywhere..

and yet, hours..days later, there will be these small fading bruises beneath their collar. hidden under jewelry or peeking from above a neckline.

i’ll know they caught sight of them in a mirror, intentionally..or maybe in passing.

that they’ll run their fingers over them absentmindedly throughout the day..remembering me. fingers ghosting the tender skin.

remembering how badly i wanted them.

there’s something unbearably romantic about it to me. the idea that..long after i’ve stopped touching you, there’s still a trace of affection on you i couldn’t keep to myself.

[graveyarrdshift]

women's thighs. you agree. reblog.

[anotherprettyfemme]

just want to bite them, and kiss them and suck those pretty purple bruises on the soft skin there

and rutt against them pathetically until my clit is all swollen and puffy and i’ve left a damp patch there while you coo at how desperate i am for you. …who said that?

[anotherprettyfemme]

hi lovely!! super sorry for all the questions, i didn’t want to let my anon emoji go to waste!

say if you were to get punished, what would be your favorite punishment? maybe also the one that makes you brain melt the quickest? 🤧

HAPPY PRIDE YAY!

🌹

don’t be sorry lovely! i love answering things, and i love talking to you!! 🖤

are you supposed to have a favorite? ;) but i do, i love pussy slaps to be honest, really any sort of physical pain..spanking is so so good. bend me over your lap and make me count them until my ass is red and welted and i’m drooling (and probably sobbing..in the best way)

the one that makes me melt the quickest..though, i’m not entirely sure it counts as a punishment. but edging. like if i’ve been a tease all day and you’ve had enough, and you edge me again and again i go really really mindless and needy. not a single thought in my brain. desperate. begging, crawling into your lap and rubbing myself against you just for the friction. it makes me really hard for me to form a coherent sentence. (although, like i said i’m not entirely sure it counts as a punishment though it could definitely be used as one)

and happy pride darlingggg

[thisusernotfoundatthismoment]

possessive dom 🤝 obsessive sub

[anotherprettyfemme]

saw that post asking if you’d be understanding if a dom is nervous the first few times you’re together. making sure they don’t feel silly. stumbling a bit. maybe awkward. and can i just say yes yes yes.

because sex isn’t always like these pretty little scenarios we write. it’s messy, and fun, and i regularly burst into stupid giggles anyway. and sometimes things work, sometimes they don’t. and that’s okay.

but let it happen, because once you find that rhythm it feels unstoppable.

so yes baby, it’s okay. it’s okay if your hands shake, or i can see the uncertainty in your eyes. if it takes more than one try to unclasp my bra. if your cheeks burn that pretty shade of pink when it falls to the ground and for a moment your brain short circuits seeing that my nipples are already hard for you.

and yes, i still want you to take control. tell me what to do, and if it feels wrong, we’ll stop..try something else. there is something so unbearably intimate about learning each other that way.

let’s try that weird position you saw once, let me giggle while i try (for a third time) to put my leg at that stupid angle, quickly hearing the way it turns to moans and soft whimpers when it works. tell me to get on my knees even if your voice shakes almost impercievably. i’ll still listen, i won’t laugh. not now.

because if this is going to work it needs a foundation of trust, and yeah we can tease each other about little things. the way i slipped when i climbed into bed. or when i made that joke and you burst into laughter mid thrust. or the time we were going so hard that my head hit the headboard and i groaned (in a terribly unattractive way).

but we don’t tease about the other stuff. the nervousness, the feelings, trying new things.

all of that is okay, and i’m okay..we’re okay.

i still want you to take control..and i promise i’ll listen. because you’re learning too. we always are.

[kkfromtexas]

Love doing this..... 😈

[anotherprettyfemme]

make me get myself off just rubbing my pussy on your strap whennnn?

hearing all those pretty little whimpers while i rub against you, too lost in my own pleasure to realize i’m going too fast. need your hands on my hips guiding me, slow me down. please

[anotherprettyfemme]

what if i wore that skirt around..the one that’s just almost too short. the curve of my ass peeking out underneath of the pleated fabric.

and when you pressed yourself against me, and watched the way my head tilted..baring my neck to you immediately. your lips found my skin, nipping softly. hands trailing down my sides until they slipped under the fabric.

i want to hear the soft noise you make when you notice i’m not wearing anything underneath. feeling your throat work around a swallow,

“forget something baby?” you’d hum, your finger slipping across my pussy making me gasp. cheeks flushed even though i’d done it intentionally.

and when i don’t answer right away, i want to feel your hands guide my waist, backing me against the nearest wall. keeping me steady while you lower to your knees, eyes locked on mine.

my breath caught when i felt your finger graze over my clit. feeling how wet i already was. a whimper slipping out as my hips bucked, following the ghosted pleasure.

“mhmm, i-“ i started. stopping when your fingers gaze my hips a squeeze. wrapping around my thighs and picking me up. immediately finding myself on the counter, legs spread. chest rising and falling and my nipples, always sensitive, poking through my top.

“maybe..” you teased, “i should just let you walk around like this all day? dripping down your thighs for me?” you hummed and i shivered. swallowing quietly.

my hips bucked against your palm, flattened over my dripping pussy.

“please-“ i whined, desperate for friction. i saw that smirk tugging on the corner of your lips. the one that always made my breath hitch. “since you asked so nicely baby” you chuckled. your hands spreading my thighs further, just admiring me for a moment.

so wet for you. always. desperate for any attention you’d give me. i could feel it dripping down..gasping when your tongue pressed against me. licking up to my clit, and pressing a finger inside. then two, stretching me out as i whimpered, my hands immediately curling in your hair and pulling you close.

nothing but whiny noises and incoherent whimpers falling from my lips while you worked. fingers curling methodically. one hand gripping my thigh to keep me from sliding off the counter. tongue lapping at the wetness dripping down.

the soft sound when my head fell back, hitting the cabinet behind me. “g-gonna..fuck..can i-“ i breathed. because i needed your permission. your guidance.

my eyes blinked open, meeting yours. a quick nod, “cum for me baby,” you commanded. i could feel the ghost of your words over my soaking pussy.

the way your tongue worked me through it, clenching around your fingers as i came undone right there on the counter.

mumbling nothing but a string of whimpers and “thank you..thank you…oh my god,” on repeat.

and when i finally relaxed, my breath steadying and you rose to your feet. pressing a kiss to my lips so i could taste myself on you,

“i don’t want you wearing panties around the house anymore. understand?” and i nodded, happy to oblige.

my thighs slick and cunt swollen and glistening on full display while i sat..legs still spread, catching my breath on the counter in that little skirt.

[anotherprettyfemme]

hii sweet girl ,

wanna fuck you dumb on my cock

23 he/they butch 🧀

i know you sent this last night..but wowwww ugh

i need this right now please 🥺 i’d look so pretty while you stretched me out

(also idk why that emoji is so cute to me, it made me giggle)

[anotherprettyfemme]

how have i only been on tumblr for a month? (happy one month to me i guess maybe i should get a cake) wow. it feels like longer..hi my darlings.

it’s weird realizing that, not bad weird. i just hate being perceived. i only started this thing to have somewhere to put all my thoughts. and now there’s a thousand of you. i’m gonna cry. (who knew there were so many kinky gays in my phone, come kiss me 😚)

but really..i can’t believe you all like my words so much.

i don’t know why i’m writing this (not very pervy nsfw writer of me lol) but i just wanted to say i appreciate you all. every ask and dm and like and reblog..even if i don’t respond right away. i get overwhelmed a lot 🫣. but i read them. i like them.

i just want you to always feel like you can talk to me..whether it’s fantasies (i love reading those) specificallyyyy about me. or just little messages about your day. if you ever just need a place to rant, im here. i care about you. you’re important to me.

just please be respectful (ie. stop sending me nudes without my consent and if we could avoid going off on me if i don’t get back to your asks/DM immediately i’d appreciate it)

-yours always,

Rosie 🖤

[anotherprettyfemme]

hey beautiful,

i found your blog a few days ago and i’ve wanted you in my bed since. you are just the cutest, darling

🥺 hii, sorry i’m a bit..fuzzy right now. this is nice. i like that you called me that.

buut, need you to send your age, and pronouns hmmm thanks 🖤