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Submissive butches are so adorable like aww you want to act like all smug and shit grabbing my waist in public pulling me closer when a car speeds by keeping your hand on my thigh but the moment the door to the bedroom locks you become a whining whimpering mess

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Climbing into the sink at work if you need me

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Call me a LESBIAN!!! Call me a dirty fucking DYKE!!!

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I neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed to sniff girlpits and girlballs right now

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There's nothing wrong with being a sex worker, or with enjoying sex work

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Fuck, there’s nothing like a good sauna trip to round off the day. Letting yourself just be completely nude, sweat dripping off of every inch of your body, pits getting all stuffy, bush and balls getting all musky, nipples getting all puffy and wet,..

Sure, I may smell all musty and salty afterwards, but that’s what muskslut sweatrags are for :)

Any volunteers~

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Quickie

Sub!Femme Reader X Domme!Femme

“F-fuck! We shouldn’t be doing this now darling.”

The chilled air of the janitor’s closet made your nipples perk up as Luna unbuttons your shirt. As the fabric pulls away, a patchwork of deep hickies and bite marks are revealed, strewn across your body. They were expertly placed as to not show when clothed, but completely covered every other inch of you.

Luna chuckled, trancing a cold finger along her masterpiece. “Really?” she teased. Her fingers trace over your breasts, pinching your nipple with a ferocity that betrayed her small stature. A moan escapes your lips, but you quickly catch it before it can get louder. “You were basically begging for this last night.”

“Last night I - ah! - wasn’t thinking straight,” you sputter out, trying your hardest to stay quiet. “We sh-shouldn’t do this here, someone could—“

Your words catch in your throat as Luna’s hand pushes under your skirt and against your panties. “Someone could what, dear? Are you afraid we’ll get caught and everyone will see what a whore the boss is for the new hire?” You squirm, unable to meet her gaze. She responds to your silent admission with a sinister smile. “Oh, but you are a good whore for me. All wet and ready.”

She was right. Your panties were nearly soaked through. The idea of being walked in on… of being outed as a needy slut to an entire office of your employees… having them never look at you the same again… it was scary how much it was turning you on. “Please…” you beg one last time

“Please what?” Luna breathed into your ear. Her hand was pressing firmly against your crotch, thumb, worming its way under your panties. “Do you want me to stop?

“No!” you blurt out. It was a bit loud but you didn’t care anymore. Just as long as you kept composure. “Please be quick, darling. I have a meeting soon.”

Luna let out a satisfied chuckle. “I’ll take as long as I want, doll. I doubt anyone would question the boss. Besides…” her mouth wraps around your ear, teeth sinking into the lobe with a growl. “I want to taste your cum on my fingers for the rest of the day.” A finger slides into your pussy, forcing you to hold back a moan Luna chuckles in your ear as her thumb starts to rub your clit. She starts slowly, her index finger moving in and out of you with deliberate thrusts as another finger teases at your entrance. “What do you think about that, doll?”

You grip the fabric on Luna’s shoulders barely able to sit up straight. “That sounds really fucking good, darling.”

A shock runs through your body as she slides her second finger inside, her voice becoming harsh and domineering. “That’s not what you call me, doll. Say it right.” Her tone makes you melt into her, knees buckling and face flushing red. You try to speak, but it keeps coming out as moans. You couldn’t let anyone hear you. If they did, you’d lose the respect of your entire company. You barely cared at the moment though. You just wanted her. “Say it!”

“Yes, mistress~”

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Please please please

Hey you. Girl who’s reading this.

I’m going to shove you up against the wall, stuff my fingers down your mouth, and watch your eyes go blank for me. You’re mine now, doll.

I’m not letting you go until I’m satisfied~

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In my mind, every character I'm attracted to is a mean dom lesbian. "But she has a boyfriend" do I look like I care ? "but that's mischaracterisation, she's actually-" again, not my problem.

I live in a little lesbian bubble and I'm really happy here.

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“It is not, however, a lack of strength, this femmeness, as any butch can tell you. A friend of mine who truly loves femmes describes femmes as soft, pretty women who will break a bottle over your head if you cross them.”

From “Femme-dyke” by Arlene Istar | The Persistent Desire: A Femme-Butch Reader ed. Joan Nestle

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Need a butch to spoil and kiss on the forehead. Like baby pls let me hold ur face while I pay for ur food.

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How being a femme and genuinely not giving a single fuck about my body hair and bush feels like

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When is someone going to invent teleportation so I can can get my guts rearranged by all my mutuals in alphabetical order?

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Does tumblr still hate tits... well, anyway, New butch pinups are live on my patreon, happy pride fellow butch lovers

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a butch making sure i know how strong they are ... pinning both my wrists above my head with just one hand, smiling down at me while i squirm, completely at their mercy.

picking me up off the ground like i weigh nothing, carrying me around so easily, pressing my back against the wall without even breaking a sweat, gripping my waist when i try to wiggle away while they're holding me in place.

a butch whose strength isn't loud or for show—they just know how much stronger they are, how much control they have over my body, and love reminding me of it in the sweetest, meanest ways <3

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Your job shouldn’t be your first priority,that weird lesbian on tumblr should be.

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happy father's day to the butches who like to be called daddy