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basically a femme in love w/ butches/studs/mascs who accepts flirty and dirty asks NOT FROM FUCKING MEN (read pinned to get all the info)

[schwarzkatje]

i think it's time for a very much needed introduction/disclaimer post, so here we go

> i will not disclose my name so you can refer to me as katje (or you can call me baby, doll, princess)

> 25 | she/her

> bisexual woman who chose to deal with women and nonbinary people only

> i can switch between being a dom and a sub but i will never ever EVER take into consideration the possibility for me to top (the sole mention of it makes my stomach turn inside out) since i'm a stone bottom femme

> my preference is for butches and mascs but top femmes are also welcome

> this account is heavily nsfw and the sole purpose i'm on here is to let off some steam, in that i wanna flirt for fun WITHOUT any kind of sentimental involvement. therefore, my asks are ALWAYS open

> you can send me dirty asks (don't forget to add an emoji tho) but to get to dm me i first have to see that you have pictures of yourself on your blog

> do NOT interact in any way if you are a cis heterosexual MAN, a MINOR, an ageless/pronounless/empty account and of course if you are racist, ableist, transphobe and pro israel. you will INSTANTLY get blocked

> turn ons: being dominated, humiliation kink, dacryphilia, oral fixation, choking, spanking (receiving), begging, breeding kink (receiving), strapons (RECEIVING!), being manhandled, praise kink, heavy dirty talk

> turn offs/hard no's: topping, anything related to body fluids and bdsm

> my pics: tagged with #me

> my replies: tagged with #katje answers

> my thoughts: tagged with #katje confesses

> anons: 🦢 — 🦇 — 🎸 — 🗝️ — 🧢 — 🍓 — 👾 — 🐇 — 🦕

[schwarzkatje]

on the fence about whether or not to make another blog

this one feels way too overwhelming as it is, it feels like i don't have full control over it and the people that follow me

idk i'll think about it but the fact that no one reached out to me and asked about my absence is holding me back

what if nobody gives a shit about me anymore?

[schwarzkatje]

i will 90% let this blog die out. i don't know what happened but the atmosphere has become icy and i don't deserve it.

[schwarzkatje]

funny how after i lashed out because of the disrespect i got from that scam of a person, the interactions on my posts plummeted lmao

no dm's, no asks, barely a few likes

and here i was thinking i had a nice little group of oomf's

[tgi-funguys]

imagine it... one femme & three butches 🥺🤤🥰

[mynnvx]

bring them back

[schwarzkatje]

this place is boring me to hell

[schwarzkatje]

pov: she's devouring you with her eyes after she told you to strip for her. slowly and sensually.

bonus point if you get nervous. her smirk will let you know how much she's enjoying this.

[schwarzkatje]

girl i always imagine thisss😫,

riding jinx’s strap and the friction against her clit with the image of us moving on top of her is making her all flustered but she tries to hide it while biting back little whines and breaths because her ego is too big but the way she looks up at us with pink cheeks and dazed lust-clouded eyes gives her away immediately

RAAAHHH the ovulation horniness is catching up to meee😩😩😩

i think that another factor comes into the picture to explain why she would 100% react like you imagined: the fact that i heavily believe she didn't have time nor the chance to experiment with sex. therefore, this new rush of pleasure feels too powerful and new to be able to mask it and pretend she has been in such a position before.

why did i take my time to dig deeper into this matter? because it will help me with the following scenario, that is to say when we ask her whether she too is feeling good. if a tornado of "sole" feelings made her unable to process a response, imagine how unfamiliar it would be for her to put her mind into words and uttering them.

with this i don't mean to say that jinx is a naive person, completely detached from mundane life. what i'm trying to convey is that it would be a pleasurable shock when she starts realising that her fantasies don't come close to reality.

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabbb]

[schwarzkatje]

guys, it finally happened ! they hit me with the "isn't jinx 17-18?? you are creepy 😡 and i'm gonna call you out on this 😡😡😡"

go fucking fuck yourself for real and find yourself a real actual goddamn problem

arcane characters' ages are up to a very vast and personal interpretation and if you dare come to MY blog with the intention of giving ME a lecture when you know SHIT about me, you can go to hell for all i care

yeah my objective is to be a creep with a fictional minor as if i don't always specify that i don't want to see any underage person under my nsfw posts. but of course you all have an agenda to push blindly and are oh so entitled without even knowing the other person, their values and what they stand for. and also you are so quick to jump to malicious conclusions because you looove thinking of yourself as the good guy above we leeches

[schwarzkatje]

THIS FUCKING CUNT IS A RADICAL FEMINIST AHAHAHHAHA no way, you can't go a day without embarrassing yourselves

YOU dare come here as if you're a teacher ready to punish my misbehaviour and your FIFTH post on your disgusting blog explicitly says that trans women should be killed? i have to fucking laugh

[schwarzkatje]

guys, it finally happened ! they hit me with the "isn't jinx 17-18?? you are creepy 😡 and i'm gonna call you out on this 😡😡😡"

go fucking fuck yourself for real and find yourself a real actual goddamn problem

arcane characters' ages are up to a very vast and personal interpretation and if you dare come to MY blog with the intention of giving ME a lecture when you know SHIT about me, you can go to hell for all i care

yeah my objective is to be a creep with a fictional minor which i obviously don't headcanon as a OF AGE person, as if i don't always specify that i don't want to see any underage person under my nsfw posts. but of course you all have an agenda to push blindly and are oh so entitled without even knowing the other person, their values and what they stand for. and also you are so quick to jump to malicious conclusions because you looove thinking of yourself as the good guy above we leeches

[schwarzkatje]

little confession that made me feel old and humbled me but i thought i had limited the setting of who can send me asks down to just the people that i personally follow. turns out this option is that of who can add comments on my posts 💀

[schwarzkatje]

imagine she's looking down at you while she's caging you under her with her hands and arms at your sides THERE WE GO AGAIN BRAINROT IS REAL

[princess-strawbebbie-soda-deact]

Thinking about a princess who loves to tease her knight bodyguard.

She revels in feeling the other woman's gaze linger on her body when she thinks she's being subtle. It starts slowly at first: stolen glances, words of devotion and praise, an unexpected touch. They've been together for so long, she's her closest companion. Yet there is an impassable distance between them. But despite that, the princess can see in her knight's gaze the hunger for something forbidden, the quiet shame warring with unshakable duty. It drives her wild.

It's amusing to wear more and more revealing dresses when they are together. The princess' skin flushes with excitement as the knight struggles to keep her composure. Her knight is oh so deferential to her. She takes so much pride in her loyalty and respect for her charge, that to see her so clearly struggling with carnal desires is intoxicating. Every nerve is set alight whenever the mask of composure slips. Her knight is just so stoic she cant help but try and get her to break. Like the hound's tormentor, the princess stands just beyond the reach of the chain.

But it escalates, her sense of authority spurning her on. She lets her hands wander while they travel together and her touch lingers far longer than it should. She takes to placing drops of her perfume in her knight's helmet or leaving her used clothing behind for her to find. The princess' begins to demand that her sentinel stand vigil while she changes, giving her knight plenty of fuel for the pyre burning within.

After an evening spent drinking together, she even goes as far as ordering her knight to kneel before her, mouth open. The princess knows that she will obey, no matter how unreasonable the request, without complaint or hesitation. Her smile is tranquil and graceful as she tilts back the woman's head and pours wine from her personal cup directly between her protector's lips. Her own mouth waters in response as she watches the drops spill, forming long, crimson streaks down her knight's muscular chest. She watches her writhe as she struggles not to cough out the priceless vintage. The music of her knight choking and gasping and the whispering rattle of her trembling, gauntleted hands fills her dreams with bliss.

The princess knows what those hands can do, the violence they contain beneath the thin veneer of discipline and poise. She finds herself wondering what would it feel like to have them break free and wrap around her throat? What would it feel like to have them force their way into her mouth or grip her hands behind her back or impact against her sensitive skin? The thoughts consume her. She pushes and pushes, watching her loyal protector slowly descend into a feral, pacing beast. The calm deference in her eyes cracking into an obsessive fever.

When the chain finally snaps, the change is immediate. Her gaze becomes cold and any gentleness or respect has crumbled away revealing the starving animal underneath. Her knight's pride has been hollowed out by an insatiable hunger. The princess knows that she'd never be able to stop whats coming, even as the strong hand grips her jaw roughly and flings her onto her bed. She cant stop the hot, muscled bulk of her once composed knight from pinning her down. She cant stop the sound of tearing silk and ragged desperate breathing that fills her ears. She cant stop her own voice from escaping as the other woman marks her in a savage, desperate rush to claim every inch of her. It wont stop until every teasing ploy has been repaid in spit and ecstasy and blood, until the princess' body and soul have been carved and defiled and possessed by the very person sworn to guard her.

But why would she try and stop it? The princess always, always gets what she wants.

[ace6t]

I need a long and sloppy make out session with lots of groping and moaning and whimpering

[soggypuppyfluffy-deactivated202]

kinda wanna have a gangbang with other butches/mascs and completely fuck the hell out one bratty fem and have her be the whore of the group, free use kinda thing and all

Is that controversial?