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nervous

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Lil Kylar the scrimblo

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What's in the trunk, Al?

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Here is the goggle doc on what to do! Even if you don’t need to live in New York, you can message the tourism board.

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the cutest blep you'll ever see

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Your validity isn't based on alternate universe versions of yourself. Your identity can come from your circumstances, even dark circumstances, and they're still valid. If someone is ace but they used to be allo before trauma, they're still ace, they still don't experience sexual attraction. If someone is enby because of living in a society with oppressive roles for their assigned gender, they're still nonbinary, they still identify the way that they do. You aren't bound by versions of yourself in other timeliness.

(Also thank you @dragonpurrs for helping me come to this conclusion.)

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hey boy

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It's sad at the end of May seeing people reblog the "here it comes!" Pride logos post. You didn't notice that brands have decided it is no longer safe to openly support LGBT rights. The past 2 years have shown a dramatic decline in corporate sponsorship of Pride. And no, we don't care about the corporations, but you should care that they think the general public will oppose their support of LGBT rights. Anyway pay attention. The logos didn't change for Pride. It's bad.

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no ashtray.

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Werewolf best friend x reader - first date, friends to lovers, anal sex, public environment (no one's watching tho)

You and your werewolf!best friend finally decide to go on a date, pressed by your mutual friends who were so fucking tired of the goo-goo eyes you would throw at one another and the wasted sexual tension constantly buzzing between the two of you. Everyone had long picked up on your feelings except you oblivious dumbasses.

Together you decide to go to a cute small café that has just recently opened and that you both wanted to try out. You chat over the food and fall into a banter just as usual, with only the occasional more suggestive teasing to disrupt the norm. But other than that, it's like hanging out as friends, like you've done for years. You promise to take it slow, agreeing on the fact that going from best friends to whatever this is is a big step that deserves the appropriate time to get accustomed to and that you're both willing to just let things evolve as naturally as possible. The truth is that you're both still a bit uncertain of what the other truly feels and so you're hesitant to really take the plunge and admit just how in love you are with each other.

However...

You can't help but notice the way his attentive eyes keep lingering onto your lips as you talk, more than he has ever done before. Not to talk about the way his gaze also seems to fall to your cleavage whenever he thinks you're not looking. You can't really blame him, you decided to wear your best sundress for this special occasion on purpose, after all. You really wanted him to look, to show him what he's been missing out on for years.

Your eyes have been roaming too, attracted to his long sleek snout, his broad shoulders, his sculpted pecks covered by all that thick fur, fantasising about burying your hands in it, fingers tangling in his curls as you share a heated kiss or possibly something more...

When your eyes meet again, it's like you both know what the other's thinking. Without even the need to utter a single word, you both stand up and leave the café in a rush.

You end up in the nearby woods, doing exactly what you promised not to do so early on. Your chest is pressed against the trunk of a tall tree, your ass in the air, your sundress rolled over your back and tightly held by his paw as he snaps his hips against your ass cheeks and humps you like an animal.

It was inevitable, really. Too much pent up tension, too many years spent pining after the other without saying anything or acting on your ever growing feelings. You couldn't wait any longer, no matter your stupid promises.

"I've been jacking off to sleep every night thinking about this-" he huffs in between thrusts, "...about fucking your perfect ass against a tree-"

You moan in response, too lost to the pleasure to admit that you've been doing the same. You've hung out so many times in this same part of the woods, it was only a matter of time before you'd use this spot to fuck, away from prying eyes - even your friends'.

Your knees start to buckle under you, weakened by the force of his thrusts as well as the overwhelming warmth coiling in your belly and threatening to snap at any moment. He notices it and pushes his hips into your ass so hard that you collide against the tree, his body spooning yours and his paw moving between your cheek and the hard surface of the trunk to prevent you from getting scratched. His other paw rests on your hip to keep the dress from rolling back down while he keeps on ravaging you relentlessly.

You feel his wet snout press against the boiling skin of your neck and you tip your head its way, leaning into its soothing warmth.

"I love you, y/n-" he rasps in your ear, his shallow and hot breath hitting your skin in sharp puffs. "Love you so fucking much-"

You're a bubbling mess, tears prickling your eyes and whimpers falling from your lips non-stop. He pounds even harder and faster and deeper inside you, possibly chasing his looming orgasm. You try to crane your neck enough to press your lips on his nose in a clumsy kiss and despite the fog clouding your mind, you eventually manage to moan out just as you fall over the edge: "Love you too-!"

It's only when he hears you saying it back that his hips start to falter and he spills his load inside you, his strong arms coming to encircle your waist and pull your feet off the ground from the impetus of his deep final thrusts.

His quick breath fans the hair at the nape of your neck as he slowly pulls you back on the ground, while you both still tremble in ecstacy. You feel his arms squeeze around you, engulfing you in a tight and fluffy embrace.

"You really love me?" You hear him whisper against your neck, a vulnerable edge now audible in his tone. You can recognize your sweet and loving best friend, so different from the animal that has just ravaged you. You nod softly in response, a lazy smile blooming on your face. "I do. I love you."

He carefully turns you around in his embrace, his beamy eyes meeting yours and making your stomach flutter. His nose boops gently against your own, causing your smile to widen and a soft chuckle to leave your lips. "You love me, you love me, you love me-!" he starts to chant euphorically, licking your face all over as he whines and whimpers like a happy puppy.

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Ghost bf craves more than anything to taste the nectar that gushes from your folds whenever he brings you to orgasm. The fact that he can’t ingest anything that’s not on his physical plane slowly brings him to feel as if he is dying all over again. Your essence so close and yet unreachable.

He refuses to give up, pumping load after load into your sloppy wet cunt. He grits his teeth, staring at the wet sheets under you in envy. The way they so easily soak up your glorious release. He doesn’t stop as he fucks his cock into you, watching you arch off the bed like a woman possessed.

His hand makes contact with your clit and you jolt, pleasurable goosebumps trailing down your legs. Your body seizes, exploding around his ghost cock just as he releases another hefty load inside of you.

Your bf doesn’t hesitate to slip out of you, leaving you to hiss at the faint stinging sensation. Your pussy fluttering closed now that his invisible length left you. His hands push against your soft thighs and you see them spreading wider in what appears to be all on their own.

A moan rips out of you, a much smaller pressure gliding between your puffy lips. Your ghost bf laps at your pussy, his spirit aching for just one taste of your sweetness.

“Wait…” you croak out, legs shaking. This being the umpteenth time he’s repeated this cycle, giving you an idea what of what he wants and is not getting.

When you don’t feel what you assume is his tongue a moment later, you weakly rise onto your elbows. Despite being spent, pleasure swirls in your gut as you watch his spectral-cum ooze out of you.

Reaching down you whimper at the sparks of over sensitivity as you move your fingers through your folds in small circles, mixing your release with his. Your breathing picks up, the sight more erotic than you can admit. But you can feel yourself growing wetter and you can only imagine your bfs smug expression.

“That should work, right?” You ask into your seemingly empty bedroom, not expecting an answer as always.

A moment later you feel that pressure return, a gasp escaping your lips. Your bf slowly licks at your combined cum. His own musk crashes into his tastebuds and for a moment that’s all he tastes. But then, as if the door to the afterlife has finally been opened he tastes the most heavenly flavor as it coats his tongue.

Ghost bf moans, the sound moving through the wind and sending a shiver up your spine. You chuckle lightly but you quickly choke on it as your bf returns full force, happily slobbering up every last drop of cum he can find. His cock already prepped to do this all again.

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NSFW

warning: afab reader, afab/gn vampire lover, period sex

When you get your period, your vampire lover syncs up with you. They can’t bleed… but they still get a cramping sensation and nausea.

So when you start bleeding, they immediately bury their face between your legs to feast and ease your cramps… but when you watch them wince in pain at their own cramps… you change the position.

“Y-you don’t have to…” they say shyly as you pull down their underwear, your pussy in their face and your mouth on their’s.

“I want to…”

You nibbled on their thigh, kissing along their flesh until you were licking at their clit.

From then on, you always made sure that your lover was being taken care of too… because you loved them more than anything.

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I get winded by the fact that Dick and Damian fully expected to spend their foreseeable futures as Batman and Robin only for Bruce to come back and have them separate early. It was just a year but also it was spending every day and night together for a decade that just. Didn't come. Instead, Dick will tell Damian he wanted to adopt him and give him his parents' trapeze bar or Damian will feel threatened by Dick potentially having another child and try to hold onto him with all his might. It's a never ending game of chicken, both of them constantly flinching towards a future they'd already accepted, but being so insecure of what they mean to each other now that it didn't happen that they can only ever talk around it. It's clawing at someone you lost but they haven't left you. It's 'you belong to me in a way that you can never belong to anyone else but you're not mine'.

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