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if you want to date femmes but then behave as if our beauty routines are extravagant or a waste of time, you don’t want to date femmes-you just want an illusion of femininity that doesn’t require you to examine the labor of gender performance or understand the experience of femme identity

bymeraki

he told me he wanted to fix me.

force me out of my shell.

make me socialize more,

so I could “get over” my fear.

but I don’t understand.

or maybe it’s him who doesn’t.

because I am fixed.

this is me, fixed.

if he could’ve seen the before, he’d realize this version of me—

the one who still stumbles,

who still can’t hold eye contact,

who doesn’t know where to put her hands,

whose right leg still shakes when she’s scared—

is already the after.

I’m still awkward,

still anxious,

but those aren’t things

you can just force away.

they fade with time…

or maybe they don’t.

either way,

I’ve already learned to live

despite the fear.

I’ve already learned to live

despite my shaking body,

the nausea,

the sick feeling that never fully leaves.

he says he wants to help me

by making me talk

when all I want is to enjoy the silence,

by dragging me outside

and forcing me into crowds

when I’m not ready,

by showing up unannounced

and throwing me into plans

I never agreed to,

by filling every day with things to do

until I can’t breathe,

by keeping me busy until I forget

how much I need the quiet.

he thinks if I just do enough,

the fear will disappear.

but it’s not fear anymore.

it’s the simple truth

that I can’t give all of myself

all the time.

I need space.

I need the silence.

and if that looks like distance to him,

then maybe he was never looking close enough

to understand.

he thinks he’s trying to fix my social phobia,

but I think what he really wants

is to fix my introvertedness.

but that isn’t something that needs to be fixed.

it’s just how I am,

a part of my personality.

and if he doesn’t like that,

that’s okay.

just don’t say you like me

while trying to change me.

— мєяакι

missusfantastic

my loves and i have been making hazbin sinner OCs as a group and i don't have a name for them yet, but this is my zoomer ass catgirl IBM head. killed themselves on livestream after becoming the target of a harassment campaign

missusfantastic

their name is now virus!! they died fairly recently, probably in like... 2022? their boss is an internet overlord that died as a result of y2k. i'll post him later

elf sex 2024

elf sex 2025

elf sex 2026

Hello hello my little soon to be angels, this is the pilot speaking ;)

belaenvie

pin k saeran

does this count as self ship if u just wanted to draw ur sona instead of mc,,,,,, idk

anyway more mint eye mc pls

lavender-scorpio-deactivated202

Not to vagueblog but some of you are definitely the sweetest souls and I think of you fondly

snailifier

🐌✨️ get snailed! 🐌✨️

Not to snailblog but snome of you are snefinitely the snweetest snouls and I snink of you snondly

jepser-thecavefrog

@anobsessedpotato

criselegil

Everything for the baby uwu

that-house

they invented a new kind of jerking off called groping your bruises and whimpering

belaenvie

i know what i literally JUST said

but then i started listening to music instead of doing my essay and drew saeran again

kind of song inspired but more just vibes

angel-in-your-basement

It is so mind-numbingly hot when a Dom tells you no. No, you can’t touch yourself. No, you aren’t allowed to cum. No, I’m not going to use your pathetic little hole. You get so fucking desperate when you feel that helpless, when you’re begging and pleading with them just for them to deny you. When they remind you that you’re only there for their enjoyment, and they’re more than happy to take your pleasure away on a whim. Because to them, you’re just a toy to play with and abuse. Nothing makes me needier. Nothing makes me want it more than being told I can’t have it.

belaenvie

more yooran

chat at what point does this seriously not qualify as the same characters anymore

it’s love month that’s my excuse….. was messing around on dress up games my beloved and made the designs ok it’s not my fault how could i NOT draw them

i fear a violent mutiny from my friends if i continue to draw them so i need to make some yoozen at some point soon,,,,

woofterror

over the bed king ? on my stomach with lots of blankets and soft padding to grab onto ? lots of lube ? litte bit of roleplay ? push it in and make me gasp and i protest at first but a switch flicks in my little breeder brain the first time u hit my gspot ? and my eyes glaze over and the protests go away because my body wants to be fertilized and every time u hit that spot it just deepens the trance ? and u can fuck me faster and slap ur balls against me knowing i wont resist ? and i can feel them against my clit knowing theyre full of the seed i unconsciously need so badly ? knowing the only reason that's why i have a clit in the first place so i can't help but love being mounted like breeding stock ? until u knock the minecraft hearts out of me ? mrowr ?

belaenvie

happy birthday Choi twins,,,,, my favorite freaks,,,,,

i think they deserve the entire world btw (i definitely didn’t forget seven’s glasses the entire time i was drawing him until the very end that’s not a thing that happened)