Iâm 24, my age will always be in my bio. Pronouns are she/they
I often flirt/sext with people, publicly and in dmâs but itâs all platonic. I do not want a relationship
A lot of the things I post are taboo. If thatâs not your thing, please just block me. Most of my kinks come from trauma, and this is how I choose to cope
Although you will see me reblog the occasional misogynistic-centric post, I am a proud feminist
I've been on the horny side of the internet since 2020, Tumblr since 2022; this is my second Tumblr acc, rip the first oneđ {2022-2025}
I have no label for my sexuality, but I lean towards femininity. I also have no label for my gender identity, but I am mostly feminine-presenting. I am AFAB. I donât mind gendered pet names
I am chronically ill, and with it comes brain fog. Itâs not something I can control, and Iâm insecure about it. If a caption doesnât make 100% sense, thatâs why. Please refrain from bringing it up
If you are not at least 18, please leave my blog. You shouldnât be here
NSFW below the cut
Separate Fantasy From Reality
What Iâm Into: Agegap*, ageplay, begging, blowjobs*, choking*, chubby people, corruption, cucking, dirty talk*, edging, eye contact, face fucking*, free use, g00ning, groping {consensual}, hand over mouth, hickeys, intox sex, kinks related to my own trauma*, lingerie*, medplay, nudism, obsessiveness, overstimulation, perverts*, perverting consent, possessiveness, praise*, size difference*, smut*, somno*, spanking, teasing, temperature play, whining*
Fantasy Only: Breeding, cheating, inc3st*, k!dnapping, r@pe*, st@lking*
**My Faves
Curious About: Desk pet, footjobs, group sex/sharing, hate fucking, mirror sex, mutual masturbation, outdoor sex, public sex, shower/bath sex
Hard limits: Anything involving minors, master/slave dynamics, necro, raceplay, orgasm denial, scat, sh/eating disorders {Iâm recovered}, total power exchange+24/7 control, viol3nce/abuse, vomit
Go to #Asherâs Asks<3 for my answers to asks
Go to #written by Asher<3 for stories written by me
The more taboo things will be kept in my likes, but they will be public for your enjoyment ;)
Welcome: lgbt (sexuality and gender inclusive) furries, DID systems, spoonies, therians
Fuck Off: homophobic, transphobic {âdefending biological sexâ}, Islamophobic, maga, if you think sending a dick pic without prior communication is a good idea, you use/reblog generative AI, you support ICE or trump/musk/kirk/tate
On this page, we support people of color and the lgbtq+ community, including and especially trans people! Fuck off with that âlgb without the tâ bullshit! This is not debatable; either treat everyone with kindness or fuck off
Link to my Throne: https://throne.com/prettygalash
If you've read this all the way to the end, I love ya<3
My problem when writing stories (especially erotica) is I overexplain or go into details that really don't matter, and y'all love the ones that are simple and straightforwardđ
I let my friend control my vibrator remote while we went shopping, and it was the best idea I ever had.
They took their time teasing me, turning on the vibrator when someone else walked down the aisle we were in and I had to fight to keep a straight face. But they only kept it on the lower levels, so I wouldn't cum. They would turn it to a higher level when I walked into a changing room, but would immediately turn it off when I left.
After nearly an hour of being teased, I practically begged to leave the store. When we brought our cart up to the register, they turned the vibrator up to the highest level and my knees buckled.
I stayed as calm as I could as we stood there, as we walked through the parking lot, and as we loaded the car. But as soon as we were in the car with the doors shut, I immediately reached into my pants to rub my clit, needy and pathetic moans erupting from my throat.
They watch me get myself off, whispering praise into my ear; their hands caressing my legs and arms as I work at my pussy, desperate to cum.
They turn my head towards them, gently kissing my lips. Their gentleness combated my hunger, yet our lips dance together smoothly. With their fingers pinching my nipples through my top, and their mouth on mine, my body rocked with need as my orgasm explodes through me.
I feel my body shake, as moans spill out of me. They kiss my cheek and rub my skin, letting me come down from my orgasm. They reach down to rub my clit slowly, replacing my still hand. Soft moans escape me as I watch their face, feel their fingers delicately work over my clit. They leave the vibrator on for a second more, before shutting it off.
They tried to hand me back the remote, but I shake my head. "We're not done yet," I say before planting a gentle kiss on their lips.
Had to cut my fingernails back cause I literally couldn't even type anything anymore lmao at least now they match the one nail that got broken off a month ago lmfao
Do you ever like⌠cry because you miss your mama, but itâs not actually your mother that youâre crying about at all. Itâs a complete fictional concept of a woman you created that would hypothetically take care of if she were real. Youâve never met her because she doesnât exist, but you still miss her all the time everyday.
if youâre a fat person not looking to lose weight, i love you. the weight loss industry is going bonkers right now and iâm proud of you for continuing to take up space. kisses u on the forehead
accidental somno bc you were cuddling and sleepily making out now theyre dead asleep in your arms, you cant help but kiss them, and kiss them again, and again, and you should probably stop but you dont and its a whispered sorry as your hands start to wander, another barely audible apology theyre not conscious to hear as you work their pants off, sorries under your breath but youre not stopping
I let my friend control my vibrator remote while we went shopping, and it was the best idea I ever had.
They took their time teasing me, turning on the vibrator when someone else walked down the aisle we were in and I had to fight to keep a straight face. But they only kept it on the lower levels, so I wouldn't cum. They would turn it to a higher level when I walked into a changing room, but would immediately turn it off when I left.
After nearly an hour of being teased, I practically begged to leave the store. When we brought our cart up to the register, they turned the vibrator up to the highest level and my knees buckled.
I stayed as calm as I could as we stood there, as we walked through the parking lot, and as we loaded the car. But as soon as we were in the car with the doors shut, I immediately reached into my pants to rub my clit, needy and pathetic moans erupting from my throat.
They watch me get myself off, whispering praise into my ear; their hands caressing my legs and arms as I work at my pussy, desperate to cum.
They turn my head towards them, gently kissing my lips. Their gentleness combated my hunger, yet our lips dance together smoothly. With their fingers pinching my nipples through my top, and their mouth on mine, my body rocked with need as my orgasm explodes through me.
I feel my body shake, as moans spill out of me. They kiss my cheek and rub my skin, letting me come down from my orgasm. They reach down to rub my clit slowly, replacing my still hand. Soft moans escape me as I watch their face, feel their fingers delicately work over my clit. They leave the vibrator on for a second more, before shutting it off.
They tried to hand me back the remote, but I shake my head. "We're not done yet," I say before planting a gentle kiss on their lips.
Because I haven't said it before, if you support the Tate brothers, I despise you. On this page we are proud feminists! If you are not, get the fuck off my page
