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to those who write fanfics of tlou and who are well aware of the genocide happening in palestine right now, please stop ignoring this 70 year genocide and start reblogging, start posting just start talking about it! And if you posted fan fics during the strike you disappoint me. “Oh but my fans need their fics” well they were able to wait. I beg you to take hiatus and just start talking about the shit that is happening and how generations of families are wiped out, how grandchildren, parents, uncles, aunts, are being murdered because of israel. Please please please talk.

This is not a war, this is a genocide!

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I NEED HERRRRRRR

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coworker! abby who met you when she walked in to her cubicle, stopping in her tracks when she saw you getting acquainted in what was the empty side of her spacious cubicle. she was a little bit pissed at her boss for not telling her that she was sharing her cubicle now. she could already imagine you being a messy coworker, which she is not the biggest fan of. she was about to say something before you finally notice her standing there, giving her a soft smile and apologizing for the sudden appearance. once she saw that smile, she almost dropped her piping hot cup of coffee.

coworker! abby who left you alone for a while, giving you small glances of acknowledgement when you said good morning or goodnight, scared of opening up to you after dealing with a nasty breakup a couple months before. there was one time she almost smiled at you when you walked in, but she quickly put her head back into her laptop.

coworker! abby who each time you came in (not in a creepy way, i promise!), smelled the air when you walked in. you made the whole cubicle smell like vanilla. it was a aroma that stuck with her, not in a bad, ‘my head hurts,’ way. she found it comforting. the same comfort she would find in reading a book with a proper ending.

coworker! abby who hates cluttered things. her desk is beyond minimalistic: a framed photo of her dad, two pens and pencils in a cup, and her laptop. she doesn't find it necessary to have millions of things on her desk that will never be used.

coworker! abby who only has an exception for your cluttered desk. photos of your friends and family, some figurines, papers all over the place, a fake plant, and a bunch of stationary that definitely was designed for the average over-consumer. it's so uniquely you. she also not-so-secretly steals some of your pens when one of her two pens finally gives up on her, which explains why some of the work she turns in is written in glitter pen. or why she has baby pink faux fur stuck on the sleeve of her work shirt from the fluffy pens.

coworker! abby who finally gave in to talking to you two weeks in.. with the most sudden conversation starter.

"i've been stealing your pens." she stops typing on her laptop, spinning her swivel chair to face you.

she sees that you stop typing on your laptop, also spinning around to face her with a shit eating grin on your face.

"you thought i didn't know? i always see the fur debris on your sleeve." you shake your head as you can see the instant regret on her face for even admitting such a thing.

"oh.. do you want them back?" she was about to open her desk drawer to return the pens to their rightful owner when you stop her in her tracks.

"i'll bring you a pack tomorrow, thief." you spin right back around to face your laptop, leaving her a bit pink in the cheeks and her heart doing that silly pattering thing.

first post! hi!!!🕺🌈🪩

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abby loving thick thighs and curvy women is canon idc (nsfw under the cut)

she would be so deeply obsessed, always finding herself between your thighs. gripping and playing with them in her hands, like it soothes her. and if you get flustered she'd just say "what? i'm just appreciating my girl." she lays between your legs when watching a movie, hands curled loosely around the backs of your thighs. she wraps her arms around your waist and lets her hands slide down, squeezing your hips. she reaches over and palms your thigh as she drives, rubbing circles with her thumb. always moving you into her lap, hands under the hem of your shorts, trying to ground herself. finding reasons to smooth her palms over the back of your thighs and ass, deliberately kneading before leaning down to kiss the skin there, with a slow graze of her teeth.

sometimes she'd slide you over to straddle one of her thighs, watching you move against her for a moment before flexing her quad under you, giving you something solid to grind into. it might make you jump a little and she'd subtly smirk, "that feel good baby?" play wrestling is her foreplay language, and she lets you get her into a headlock with your thighs way more than she cares to admit. it's always suspiciously easy, abby has you pinned one moment and then— oops, there she is with your legs wrapped around her neck, head tucked into your hip. she'd hum in contentment, hands gripping the back of your thighs while she nuzzles against you. might even kiss your inner thigh lazily before eventually flipping you over and pinning you again. she loves when you sit on her face, the way your thighs press around her head, the weight of them. she could go for hours if you let her. and don’t even try to half-sit or shift your weight, because she'll notice and she'll just pull you down by the hips anyways. "don't do that."

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things that, unfortunately, make the brat listen:

“eyes on me.”

“use your big words.”

“you can ask better than that.”

“care to repeat that?”

“pretty little doll.”

“my love. you are far too wet to lie to me.”

“you better watch your tone.”

“that my good baby.”

“my good girl.”

“kneel.”

“watch that attitude if you still want to sit comfortably.”

“the brattier you get the softer i fuck you.”

“no buts.”

“behave.”

“on your knees.”

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*taps mic* hello…is this thing on?

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We posted this comic to Reddit a while ago, but it was suggested to us to repost it today. So we're doing that here too, and adding a page at the end ;)

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I want my gay rights now! - Marsha P. Johnson (NYC Pride Parade, 1973)

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people are getting beaten up by the police only because they're protesting in turkey. literal 17 year olds are getting shot by plastic bullets, getting pepper sprayed and beaten up AND arrested. all because they're protesting. the police posted stories on instagram, saying "good night" to people they beat up. they're attacking people who don't even have any banners or are staying silent and just walking. they're literally watering people with at least four to five trucks each protest-place. they're getting hit, kicked and punched, a woman got beaten up with a bat with nails attached to it.

these protests are happening because the president of turkey detained the mayor of istanbul (and his biggest rival) imamoglu. imamoglu's university diploma was unlawfully revoked. you have to have a diploma to become president in turkey, so this was clearly done to stop him from running for president. we're just trying to protect ourselves, from getting our diploma getting revoked too, from people being treated unfairly and so much more. we're just protesting. we don't want your money, we want you to hear us.

please reblog and share with everyone you can on every platform. there are many people explaining everything in more detail on twitter, tiktok and/or instagram and maybe even youtube.

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Pussy so good you know she’s got a tumblr

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need me a butch that manspreads on every chair and beckons me over to sit on their thigh. absentmindedly runs their fingers up my skirt hem while they're busy doing other things. even better if we're in a group setting and everyones eyes are hungrily on me while he's the only one that can touch me. my arms looped around his neck so he can smell the perfume on my skin. thoughts, thoughts...

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"god I want him so bad" him. being the nerdiest looking butch you've ever seen in your life who can't flirt for shit

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Some Abby stuff for my wonderful wife

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dark abby fucking Ellie’s sweet girlfriend PLEASE

ᴅᴀʀᴋ!ᴀʙʙʏ ᴀɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴏɴ x ᴇʟʟɪᴇ'ꜱ ɢꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (pt2)

— ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; ᴀʙʙʏ ɪꜱ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴀ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀꜱ. ʏᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪʟʟ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴀ ʜᴀʀꜱʜ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ

— ᴄᴡ; ᴅᴜʙ ᴄᴏɴ (?), ꜱᴛʀᴀᴘ ᴜꜱᴀɢᴇ, ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ʙᴏɴᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʏɪɴɢ, ᴠᴏʏᴇᴜʀɪꜱᴍ

Ellie knew something was up since the moment she stepped foot into her house. The unusual silence as she took off her shoes and then the slight whimpers once she started walking down the hallway. Ellie's brow cocked, making her way to the bedroom where she was meet with stifled moans and shushing. Ellie twisted the door knob, your figure ass up, face down, hands tied behind your back and forced into an arch by Abby's hand.

Ellie shook in anger, staring at the same woman who ruined her life about to ravish her girlfriend. Your eyebrows were knit together, look so sweet, Ellie had the urge to save you. Cause it had to be forced, right? She tried to step closer to Abby, yet when Abby's gun pressed harshly against the back of your head, Ellie froze. You whimpered, "Abs'!" You complain, as if this wasn't what you agreed to, fear trembling through you. "Stay where you are, and I won't hurt her. Got it?" Abby demands, watching Ellie shift on her feet, itching to get you yet stays in place.

Abby keeps your wrists in place, digging her hand now into your hair, releasing the gun. She tugs, groaning at your little whimpers. Her strap was buried to the hilt inside you, her pelvis against your ass. "Let me— fuck– tell you how I got your pretty girlfriend to let me fuck her." Abby says, thrusting slowly in and out. You were a babbling, incoherent mess beneath her. Practically a dumb toy, allowing Abby to pull your hair and fuck your velvety cunt. Abby smacked your ass, already a bunch of red marks from before Ellie got home. "Told her a whole fuckin' sob story, and this sweet lil' girl let me pin her down in no time." Her pace quickens, fucking you stupid as Ellie watched.

Ellie practically growls, vision narrows at the scene. "Get your hands off her, Abby." She speaks yet it falls on deaf ears, Abby's grip on your hair becoming tighter to lift you up and rub lazy circles into your clit. Abby chuckled at Ellie desperately wanting to look away but too afraid that even in a split second you'd be harmed. "Stop fuckin' actin' like I forced her, she stripped for me, sucked my strap for me," Abby let go of your hair, face planting into the bed, your drool gathering on the sheets. "Always gettin' everything, even a sweet girl with a tight and willing cunt." Abby complained, cooing into your ear as she fucked you with an overwhelming force.

"Fuckkk— fuck fuck–" You babbled, eyes rolling to the back of your head, hardly able to make eye contact with Ellie. Abby grabbed your nape this time, hand circling your throat and pressing against your airway firmly. She lifted you by your neck, hardly breathing as she spoke right into your flushed cheeks. "Too bad she's a damn slut, huh?" Abby degraded, slapping you harshly against your cheek, hips still pistoning against yours. "Huh?" Abby emphasized once again, spitting on your red cheek this time. "Did you know how fucking greedy she was, Williams?" Abby asked, her lips parted, kissing down your exposed neck, still not allowing you to breathe.

"She jus' felt so bad for me, guess i'm pretty damn persuasive." Your lack of senses was overstimulating, hands tied along with your eyes blurry from tears. Ellie didn't respond, just watching how you moaned in response to every little movement. Your face was turning pale, hardly any oxygen in your system. "Stop doing that! Let her go—" Abby released your neck, allowing you to collapse again. "Cu— cumming-" Abby tugged your hair, movements away from giving you whiplash. Your orgasm crashed over you, eyebrows furrowed and squinting through your peripheral to see Abby's pulling her strap out of you with a filthy noise, your sopping cunt clenching around nothing.

Abby got up, unbuckling her harness and laying it ontop of your back. Watching you pant, the silicone tip painting your back muscles with your own cum, Abby wipes sweat off her forehead. "Sweet girl, bet Ellie neglects you huh?" She swipes drool off your chin. "Doesn't treat you as nasty as you deserve to be treated." You don't respond, simply murmuring and wiggling your ass. She grabbed her gun, shoving it into Ellie's chest. Ellie panicked slightly, eyes wide, resentment coursing through her veins. "Fuck her, or kill her. Either way works." She whispered before leaving.

The mess you were left in was picturesque. Her spit, your drool, your tears. Hands tied behind your back. Cum running down your back and lovely red mark on your cheek!

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i mean, fuck, i like dykes, i like girls, i like femmes & butches, i like transmascs, i like transfemmes