simply the fact that different body types for women go in and out of style throughout the decades should be enough to tell you that women’s bodies are considered consumable goods under capitalism
Sometimes I think about writing, but as soon as I pick up the pencil, it feels as if I am incapable of communicating anything coherent. As if each word I start, ends abruptly. I think that maybe if I sketch my thoughts, then I will finally understand why I am the way I am, but the words make no sense, what I feel is only a feeling, not something to be made sense of. I can give you the paper I write on, give you an idea, but you won’t feel the feeling, like how it consumes me.
However, I don’t understand the things I write, it seems like I put together unreadable sentences, like everything has no meaning, but it weirdly feels liberating to express the feelings I don’t understand socially. I don’t even know if any of this makes sense, but when have any of us ever made sense?
Tienes una cuenta de wattpad? Esto es muuuy bueno como para que solo este en tumblr si la creas avisame y puedes hacer un abecedario smut de dennys y de elias mannix porfavor
No, no tengo cuenta de wattpad ni planeo crearme una.Antes de descubrir tumblr y ao3, era una wattpad warrior desde pequeña JAKSJSA. La verdad con los años wattpad me ha decepcionado mucho, y noté un gran deterioro a partir de 2022, así que dejé la aplicación. De todas formas, estoy pensando en empezar a publicar en ao3 si te interesa! Hasta ahora me ha dado un poco de miedo la plataforma, pero el q no arriesga no gana. Muchas gracias por tu apoyo, y sienta muy bien saber que te gusta mi forma de escribir. Como comenté en un post anterior, he dejado de escribir pero espero retomarlo pronto. He vuelto a escribir un poco, pero de un fandom completamente distinto. Tendré en cuenta tu req, gracias ❤️🩹
Hii, I was wondering if you’re taking requests, and if so would you write a Ruffnut from how to train your dragon dating headcannons? Half fluff half nsfw if comfortable!
Hi, I'm so sorry Im reading this request from October now 😭 I've been going through a very very rough year, to the point I completely stopped writing. Thank you for your support nonetheless, and I'm very grateful that you enjoy my writing. I hope I can make it up to you some day. Again, thanks for your support ❤️🩹
Synopsis: At this point, you can no longer deny your feelings for your roommate. Luckily for you, they're reciprocated. No... Her feelings for you are bigger. Stronger. Deeper.
+18 MDNI, as always.
Fem!Tamsy Caines x Fem!Reader.
Warnings: Psychological manipulation, wlw.
It's a modern AU but Tamtam is still a giver.
Second part of this.
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Life has been lukewarm ever since Tamsy went out with Enjin. It wasn't really a relationship, you reckon. In fact, it seems more like... Service being provided. When Tamsy feels like it, she calls Enjin and the two of them meet somewhere.
On your side, it's been months ever since you had sex with someone else. You are living only with your fingers and your toys. You can't complain, you know what you like and it always ends in an orgasm, especially when your mind is on her.
The two of you remain physically close. Cuddling. Taking care of each other's hair. Sometimes you help her to zip up her dress, sometimes she ties up your laces. It's so often for you to sleep on her bed or for her to sleep on yours. You are losing your mind. Your body is on a permanent state of arousal. Worse, every single night you wake up slightly confused. You dream of her scent, of her taste as if you had it in your mouth. Sometimes you feel so filthy for thinking those things when she is just being a good friend to you. She is clearly not interested, right?
Today is one of those days where the two of you are cuddling while about to sleep. Nothing sexual, just exchanging heat. It's the closest your bodies have ever been. Her arms are around your waist and her face is buried in your neck. She is always the big spoon for some reason. You don't complain. You involuntarily keep arranging your body, trying to get closer to her.
"[Name], you're restless. Is everything alright?" She asks you in that heartbreaker voice. You know your heart is broken.
"It's not." You say, trying to gather all the courage you have left in your body and taking some distance, but she doesn't let you go far.
"Don't go away from me... Tell me what's wrong." She rises a bit and you lay on your back, facing her eyes. "You can trust me."
"I know, it's just... So inconvenient."
"That's an interesting word. What's inconveniencing you?"
"Ah, we have a good thing going on here... I don't want to ruin it."
"Try me." She leans in, eyes on yours. "Tell me what's on your mind."
She won't let you get away with that, will she?
"I'm attracted to you, Tamsy."
"Is that it?"
You're dumbfounded and slightly offended. You have keeping this for yourself during the past months and she just plays it as if it was... Nothing?
"It's a big deal for me, you know?"
"I know. It must be weird when you realize that guys aren't doing it for you, right?"
The words hit you with the force of lightning.
"T-they... Aren't. But it's because guys are more selfish, isn't it?"
She leans in a bit more.
"That too."
She is so close. She is so beautiful. Her hair is totally loose today. It's dumb how attractive this woman is.
"I want to kiss you so bad, [Name]. Your lips seem like they taste like sugar."
You feel a wave of pleasure running up your body, straight to your core. It's buzzing now. Demanding attention from your fingers. You make the first move, hesitantly and touch her lips with yours.
She immediately takes control, gently keeping you in place with her hand. There is a stupid familiarity in the way she touches you. She squeezes your chest, playing with your nipples until they pebble under her fingers. She finds place in the middle of your legs and you can't help but grind against her body.
"Always so impatient." She teases, whispering into your ear, as if she wasn't touching your bare skin under your clothes. As if she wasn't moaning softly as your leg find place between her own.
You find yourself losing your comfortable sleeping jammies and the touch of skin versus skin reminds you of how primal this moment is. Her scent is everywhere. Her face is prettily blushed for you.
"Tammie..."
"Shh, no words. Just feel it."
It's like she knows your every spot. Your every weakness. Her tongue gliding on your folds with absolute precision slowly turn your legs into jelly. Your juices flow down her chin. It's nasty and beautiful and obscene.
"F-fuck... I feel so good...!" You whine, your hips thrusting into nothing, out of the pure frustration of the skilled touch of your lover. Your body quakes as it's getting closer to cumming.
"What's wrong, pretty girl? Will you cum on your favorite person's face?" She teases, sliding her long tongue up from your hole to your clit, where she stopped and moved.
"Tamsy-! PLEASE... It's too much... I'm cumming... I'm... Ahhhh~" You were taken by bliss. As if you touched the very sky before coming down in free fall. Tamsy was amused as your body stopped twitching.
She rose up in the bed, throwing her last piece of clothing - her panties - to the side. She put a foot on each side of your head and you had the most perfect vision of her pussy. Wet, pretty and a jewel from a piercing decorating her clit.
"How hungry are you, [Name]?" Tamsy slid her dainty fingers on her slit, gathering the juices and exhibiting to you.
"S-so hungry..." You whine pathetically... Just like she trained you to.
"I think you don't deserve to taste my pussy yet, but I will give you something to dream about anyways."
And she keeps her legs apart, masturbating right in front of your eyes. You can feel her scent and see her pussy turning more and more pink, the drips falling from it until she cums. Tamsy is a squirter and she makes a mess on your face, on your bed and sheets. You avidly clean up with your mouth as you can. You lick the juices going down her legs.
"You're pathetic... It's so hot..."
She crouches and offers you her two fingers for you to clean up. You happily suck it clean.
"P-please... Don't go to Enjin anymore... You can fuck me whenever you want... Please?" Yeah, she's right. You are pathetic.
"Aww... I can't say no when you're begging like this. Fine. No more Enjin. Just us."
That night, after proper cleaning, Tamsy looked at your sleeping figure. She was turning pages of her book. The book had detailed descriptions of memories she deleted from your mind.
"This time... It took you two months to confess... But it was less time for you to give up men. Next time, there will be no men between us."
Tamsy writes on the book, detailing all the nice moments you two lived during the past two months.
"I will be the center of your universe, just the way you are of mine, my sweet [Name]."
guys....................................... Christmas is coming and so am I 😝 I swear I will at least post TWO reqs on Christmas break I love you thank you for your patience and support 🙏
