People who align with the qualities and/or aesthetics of Apple Jack, Flutter Shy, Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie and ESPECIALLY Rarity… Get in a room, leave your pants at the door, I’m trynna see sum real quick 🤧

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People who align with the qualities and/or aesthetics of Apple Jack, Flutter Shy, Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie and ESPECIALLY Rarity… Get in a room, leave your pants at the door, I’m trynna see sum real quick 🤧
I don’t understand monogamy. But like you do you.
TOOLbelt (2022) by Martha Summers
Chubby/fat butches rise, the princesses (femmes) need us.
when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever
service top butch on top of me, grinding desperately. his movements getting sloppier, less coordinated as he gets more overwhelmed. “baby, please. need to scissor with you. want to feel us together like this.” his voice breaking, so needy. positioning us properly, both of us gasping when we make full contact. “that’s it, handsome. just like that.” encouraging him as he starts grinding against me. him whimpering, trying to find my mouth. kissing me passionately between moans. “you’re the only one who makes me like this, baby. no one else.” his hips moving. “you’re doing so well, handsome. making us both feel amazing.” praising him and watching him get wetter from it. “am i good? am i being good for you, baby?” his voice needy, desperate for validation. “so good, handsome. you’re such a good boy.” him moaning loudly at those words, grinding harder. “tell me again. please tell me i’m good.” whining against my neck. “you’re perfect, baby. my good boy. doing everything right.” his whole body shuddering. trying to kiss me again, movements getting sloppier. “god, baby. this feels incredible. us together like this.” gasping it out. “keep going, handsome. you’re making me feel so good.” encouraging him, feeling him speed up. “i need you so much. need this. need you to know how much i—” cutting himself off with a whine. getting wetter, making everything slicker between us. “you’re being such a good boy, handsome. so perfect for me.” watching him fall apart from the praise. “please keep saying it. need to hear it.” his voice high and desperate. “good boy. my perfect good boy. you’re doing amazing.” him grinding frantically now, uncoordinated. “love you, baby. love you more than anything.” whimpering it against my skin. “i love you too, handsome. keep moving just like that.” both of us needy, getting closer.
“Please please please” sub meets “please what” domme
ao3 is an awesome website for people who love "open in new tab"
Really really like the mental image of standing between a butches legs while they sit on the edge of a bed/couch/in a chair and they just let out the softest sigh and reach forward to hold onto the backs of my knees and tug me closer until they can push their face into my hip or stomach to recharge and hide for a bit. Cupping their face and guiding them to look up at me with soft praises and touches. Their chin resting on my hip bone and their pretty eyes glittering up at me. Sigh
i wish I had a free bag of chipssssuhhhh (a butch in my dms)
i love when women are perverts, nothing is better than a disgustingly filthy minded beautiful woman
I don’t think there’s enough love in the world for fat femmes
They really, truly are, in my eyes, the vision of femininity. Soft, warm, wonderfully beautiful and utterly divine. When I see a fat femme lesbian, I see what the world intended a femme to be
Every femme is perfect, and that applies even and especially to fat femmes and how they embody themselves
I wanna write letters with purple glitter gel pen filled with my depravity and wrap them in lace and bows.
-My, my....what a well beahaved pet-
Alcina has such a pretty and classical face... I should draw her more !!
guitars were made for lesbians.
for so many reasons.
Pulling a butch by their belt loop when they’re just out of reach to give them a kiss. Doing it like it’s second nature and not even thinking twice about it. Pulling a butch by their tie whenever I want to go somewhere instead of by their hand since it’s closer to me. Pulling at a butches shirt for their attention instead of calling for them because I don’t feel too talkative today. Moving a butches hands just where I want them because they’re taking too long…
Nomalize pulling and manhandling your butch a little!