call me whatever you want but for once in my life i want to be pursued. i don’t want to be the one chasing, i want someone to want me and want to love me enough that they actively try to charm me. i want to be courted. is that too much to ask?
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call me whatever you want but for once in my life i want to be pursued. i don’t want to be the one chasing, i want someone to want me and want to love me enough that they actively try to charm me. i want to be courted. is that too much to ask?
Knock Knock
You had just sat down when the knock at the door came. Ignoring the ache in your bones, you shuffled over and snuck a peek through the peephole.
Green.
That's all you saw, all you could see, really.
Cautiously, warily, you opened the door a crack and looked out...and then up.
"Good Evening, petal." The voice was old and new, strange yet strangely familiar. Like hearing a chorus of voices so seamless it was almost impossible to tell.
You blink, then introduce yourself quietly. You knew what this creature was. You had watched the broadcasts.
You had waited.
You had dreamed.
"I'm here to ensure you don't have any immediate needs-" was all she managed to get out before you flung the door wide open and burrowed into her, your arms spread out and not having a single chance of reaching her back. She returned your embrace immediately, vines lacing into a weave behind you, comforting and cushioning and sheltering you from the world.
"It's alright, little one." You nodded, wiping your nose with a sleeve.
It took a few minutes, but eventually you felt reasonably stable enough to offer her your help. Anything she needed, anything she wanted. You had been waiting, dreaming, yearning for this day, after all- and just like the stories you had read and written and posted, the characters who had been so brave-
You wanted to be brave, too. You wanted to show you were one of the good petals.
Vines twitched and flexed as they patted your head, untangling a little knot that had been forming without you realizing.
"Oh~ you want to help me, do you? Hmmm...well...how about this, sweetheart~ why don't you come with me while I finish this street, and then we can take a nice break and you can tell me a bit more about life on this planet, hmm? I think you could use a good bite to eat, anyhow. Do we think that's a good plan?"
You wanted to offer more...but the words that tumbled from your tongue were only affirmations. Of course it was a good plan. Of course you would be so very helpful in her vines. Of course you needed a bite.
The affini smiled, then offered you a tablet. It had clearly scanned your personal devices; all your old contacts were there.
As well as...as well as all the posts you had liked. The art you had seen. The words you had written.
All there before her. Her eyes stayed on your face, but her finger tapped the first story you had ever read, pulling it up.
"In the meantime...why don't you tell me exactly what you enjoyed about this, petal? I am ever so curious..."
"match my freak" match my devotion match my loyalty match my love match my yearning match my ache match my obsession match my need for you
lesbian woman in nitrile exam gloves. and she’s kind of mean. okay?
pet play but its with insects
oh yeah baby youre my sexy little deer fly
Whatever. Cum my scarab.
butch who breeds my pussy before replacing my panties over the mess and making me walk around all day with her leaking out of me. send post
butch who breeds my pussy before replacing my panties over the mess and making me walk around all day with her leaking out of me. send post
butch who breeds my pussy before replacing my panties over the mess and making me walk around all day with her leaking out of me. send post
god i’d fucking kill to be touched properly. i need someone to need me so bad they can’t hold themselves back. i need to be grabbed in a way that doesn’t let me doubt that you want me. throw me around. bruise me. make me feel desired for something other than what i can provide for you. fuck.
Wow look, a post about an issue trans women face! Will the replies be:
“This applies to trans men too! Actually it applies to trans men even more. Why are you being so exclusionary?”
“This happens because people see you as men. Men are literally so oppressed and we never get to talk about it. Did I mention how oppressed men are?”
“This affects real cis women too!! It’s very important to bring this up and keep talking about it and honestly it should be the only thing talked about because who cares about trannies”
“Ive literally never seen this happen EVER. It’s probably because you are terminally online. No I’m not a trans woman, why do you ask?”
All of the above!
And it’s all of the above! Every. Single. Time!!
Tomorrow, but gentler.
I wanna be affini bait.
I want the vines of affini at the park to twitch when they see me walk
I want their injectors to leek on the floor at the mere sight of me.
I want my head throbbing due to the cacophony of biorhythm roaring around me.
I want all of them plotting to adopt me. Make me theirs.
I need to be the biggest seed there ever was. And act so sure of myself. And so resolute. and then...
Unable to move, pinned to the ground, forced to gaze deep in their starry eyes as they murmur sweet nothing to my mind.
Countless needles into me.
Complete surrender...
I want to be found because I'm tired of being lost.
i’d do anything for a butch that makes me feel loved like every romance movie that was ever written and makes me feel protected like a knight protects a princess
Need a butch to buy me cute bras and panties and in exchange they can fuck me in them
i love when a femme has the idea in her cute head to think she runs things, or that she can be bossy. portraying this version of the relationship that she runs it all, but in the deep reality is that she submits to me completely behind closed doors. when we fuck she listens to every words i say like it’s a song, just like the good girl she is. i make all the decisions for her, use her in the way that she doesn’t have to have a single thought behind her eyes. cause behind closed doors, i own her mind and body completely.
i love when a femme has the idea in her cute head to think she runs things, or that she can be bossy. portraying this version of the relationship that she runs it all, but in the deep reality is that she submits to me completely behind closed doors. when we fuck she listens to every words i say like it’s a song, just like the good girl she is. i make all the decisions for her, use her in the way that she doesn’t have to have a single thought behind her eyes. cause behind closed doors, i own her mind and body completely.