me boymoding my way through life, so instead of looking like a lesbian i look like a sad poet half of the time, fml

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me boymoding my way through life, so instead of looking like a lesbian i look like a sad poet half of the time, fml
Choking him while I cum so he remembers who he belongs to and the only thing he’s good for
some Mo and Lan drawings from the past month
moiraine deserves to be in comfy cozy clothes i dont make the rules sorry. Lan deserves to wear dresses and live his beautiful life. They share their minds and bodies. They also share their gender idc
(2nd pic outfit ref lan x and mo x)
may you attract someone who treats you like they’ve been waiting their whole life to find you
Margaret Atwood, from an essay featured in "In Other Worlds," originally published in 2011
She does so well, with a little bit of guidance.
Whimpers can be heard echoing quietly off the walls, along with the occasional creak of the chair as it bears the shifting weight. I cock my head to take in every bit of her expression as she exerts herself.
“So good for me. Keep going, just like that.”
I dip down to trail little bites along the side of her neck, just the way she likes, and her brow furrows just the slightest bit. Her lips purse as she huffs out a breath.
“Please, I can’t… it’s too much-“
“Yes you can doll, be good for me and do exactly as you’ve been told.”
I lean into her more heavily, letting her feel the weight of the promise I’ve made her. I plant my hands on her hips and guide her where I need her, where she’s been so desperate to be.
“That’s it, right there. Fuck, you’re so close I can taste it, baby. Just a little more…”
She moans, a litany of impatience and bliss falling from those perfect lips as I snake a hand around her waist and down to where she needs me. Unable to resist her anymore, I sink my teeth and fingers into her at the same time, pushing her towards the edge.
“So beautiful like this for me, so goddamn perfect. I want to watch you unravel from the seams. Fuck, keep your focus, love.”
Her breath quickens, falling fast and heavy against me, straining at the praise because she knows how proud I am of her and how well she’s doing and how good she’ll look stretched out on my-
CRACK
All stills within the room. Only our ragged breaths can be heard until the chair falls forward, the body crumpling to the ground in a heap in front of us.
With a wicked grin, I pull my fingers away to lick clean, before checking for a pulse. Nothing.
Coming back up to her, I plant a ferocious, devouring kiss on those parted lips, worshipping her and affirming her for doing so well on her first time. We pull apart just long enough for her to look back upon her good work. It’s this moment that I get to see her vibrating with exhilaration and afterglow, in all her beauty. My beloved. My angel of death.
these moments where im so glad to be alive in this gay world
i wanna handcuff a service top butch to my headboard while they watch me touch myself
maybe i’d whine about how their fingers would feel so much better. about how i just know those pretty fingers would reach deeper than mine can. stretch me out better than mine can. begging and moaning as i work myself up, just like i do when i’m alone.
i wanna crawl towards them and put my fingers in their mouth, let them taste what they’re missing. i wanna finger fuck their mouth a little, call them a good boy. tease them about how desperate they are.
i wanna kiss their neck and murmur in their ear about how good they’d fuck me, how bad i want it. til they’re begging and squirming and desperate
i wanna unlock those handcuffs and let them tackle and pin me, ravenous and hungry. i wanna feel them prove to me how right i was. i wanna get what i want and then some. and then some more.
dykes only
we need a religion for lesbianism because this shit cannot just be sexual, i need this IN MY SOUL
Let me settle the 'is it fetishism and is it bad?' debate once and for all:
Being attracted to any kind of body is normal. Fat bodies. Trans bodies. Disabled bodies. All normal. Being extra attracted to a specific kind of body is normal too. Totally normal to have a type.
Not unlearning the societal stigma attached to those kinds of bodies, the people who inhabit those bodies, and the people who fuck them, to the point where you do any of the following:
Only want to date/fuck the person in secret.
Reduce the person to the feature that you desire and ignore the rest of who they are as a person.
Expect the person to be a walking porn fantasy instead of a real person with their own sexual preferences and boundaries.
Would no longer love the person if the stigmatized aspect of their body changed.
Consider yourself superior to the person, think the person should be 'grateful' that you love their body, etc.
See the person as a temporary adventure while planning to eventually settle down with someone whose body isn't stigmatized.
Is bad and harmful and you shouldn't be dating anyone until you've worked on your shit, because this makes you a very terrible partner. This doesn't mean you are a bad person with bad-fetishist-desires who can only desire people badly, it means you need to unlearn societal stigma so you can be a better partner to the people you desire.
Thank you for coming to me ted talk.
oh to have a femme bent on using every inch of my tongue to make her feel good in between her legs.
I love breaking “dom” tgirls into being my subs. You all talk big on your blog about wanting to destroy cuntgirls but I know what you all really want. You all secretly want to be my toys. You’re all the same, just needy little sluts waiting for the first opportunity to fold and be MY rape meat
I tried a gay dating app and matched with this cute cisgirl and thought “I’m going to dom the shit out of this one” now I’m calling her mommy and begging her to get me drunk and take advantage of me WHAT HAPPENED. She broke me….
this is life's purpose
this, specifically
ALL. OF. THIS.