i love you aroallo people i love you pan people i love you bi people i love you nonbinary people i love you lesbians i love you trans women i love you intersex people i love you everyone in every body or identity with discourse surrounding if you should exist or not i love you so much i love you i love you i love you. you are so so loved i promise you
a very tired but hopeful trans lesbian 🙏
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Lemon - idk but like you seem really sour and scary
Yellow - every time i see you on my dash you're always so happy and it's so lovely!
Cyber - when the frick are you offline? like tell me when, i need to know for your sanity!!! do you even have it???
Goldenrod - i really wanna sit next to you and watch a sunset/sunrise. or maybe just look at you.
Orange - if you were a fruit you'd be a orange. no explanation.
Rust - you seem like you're hanging on by a thread.
Mahogany - let's go on a late night drive together and listen to one of your playlists.
Red - i am so in love with you. first it was ironic, now it's unironic. so in love.
Ruby - you are such a gem, you deserve so much better <3
Pink - biting you biting you biting you biting you licking you biting you biting you
Violet - honestly i just wanna kiss you just to shut you up. yeah.
Blue - you are the sad mood. the crying moot, even. i am offering a tissue in this trying time. and maybe a hug. only if you want ofc
Navy - i have a feeling you hate jeans.
Lime - i can't tell if you're serious or what but i am avidly waiting your next post.
Green - wanna go touch grass with me?
Jade - honestly you have some of the best takes on this hellsite.
Imagine Logan with that pheromone perfume stuff- he would go FERAL over it. (PLEASE- I NEED THIS 😭💕)
a/n: i imagine he’d go a little feral, but not like… immediately? it would start with him planting himself by your side, hands on your waist or hips as you work or go about your day. after a while, he starts pressing his nose to your throat or hair more frequently, his arms constricting further around you as he inhales your scent. the longer he’s around your scent, the less concerned he is about the fact that the two of you are in public as he gets bolder and bolder with his touch.
logan’s tongue is rough against the folds of your pussy. he laps at you like a deprived man, a depraved one. you’ve already lost count of the amount of times you’ve cum under his skillful tongue; all you know is that it’s starting to hurt, painful pleasure spreading through your entire body. he has you up against the wall of a public restroom.
"logan," you whimper out. he doesn’t even pause to pull back, only flicks his eyes up so you’re forced to stare down at the way he lewdly forces your legs wider, pushes his tongue in deeper to draw out more of your slick. "logan, please."
his answer is a deep growl. the vibrations from his voice make you throw your head back, body seizing up and almost cumming once again. "i can’t anymore," you whisper. he gives a harsh nip to your inner thigh that makes you flinch. "please. i can’t- i really-"
"yes you can," it’s the first you’ve heard him speak for a while, voice roughened and deep. he pulls you down and pins you to the wall. the coldnesses a rough contrast to the heat that is radiating off of your skin. he smothers his nose into your neck, nipping and licking once again as saliva dripps from his teeth. "fuck, darlin, you smell so fucking delicious."
"it's the perfume," you admit shamefully as he stares you down with his lazy yet sharp gaze. your voice shrinks, coming out meekly, "i can’t take anymore. p-please?"
he lets out a slight laugh, mocking almost. but it’s the most sympathy you’ve garnered from him all night. "no way in hell. you think it was the perfume that did this to me?", he grinds his hard cock against you. a moan is drawn out from your lips; it makes his eyes flash, feral. "it’s your scent. your scent is the one driving me up the wall. so unless you get it under control right now, shut up and spread your legs."
his head dips once again as his tongue swirls around your clit, lapping up all the slick that's there. you throw your head back as you shrieking his name as he takes and takes and takes.
personal trainer rafe who always compliments your gym fits at every session– especially the leggings that make ur bum look so nice and squishy to touch :3
Rafe complimenting your outfits was nothing new, he's been doing it since your first session. He loved seeing you prance around in your little gym outfits.
However, today's fit was making his cock stir against his workout shorts, his eyes drifting to your ass as he watched you walk away to put your bag in the women's locker room.
When you walked back out, he moved his hand to rest on the small of your back, guiding you. "These new?" he muttered, pinching at the pink fabric against your thigh, "You look good in pink".
"You've really gotta stop complimenting me" you giggle, "Why's that? Are they makin' that little head of yours spin?" he teased, “Just complimenting my favorite client, s'all".
“Think you should keep wearing leggings like these, they fit you like a glove".
Your face flushes at his words, "C'mon, let's do some stretches first".
Rafe guided you into a few stretches and he kept getting distracted because he couldn't keep his eyes off the way your ass looked in your leggings, "Alright, just one more, and then we can start, yeah?".
"I want you to bend down and touch your toes, it'll help stretch your hamstrings" he ordered. As you bend down, he's staring intently at your ass, your ass looks so full and soft, he had to restrain himself from grabbing at the fatty flesh.
"Fuck..." he mumbles under his breath, licking his lips. His cock throbs as his mind is racing with filthy thoughts of keeping you bent over and taking you right then and there.
Bucky pinning you down so you can’t squirm and he’s just sitting inside you while he tortures your clit feeling you clench around him. He makes you cum over and over until he finally cums.
Overstimulation + super soldier stamina = …
- 🍯
Dear God, I know I just don't have it in me to behave during cock-warming. When it comes down to it, I genuinely have no patience at all 😵💫
"You..." Bucky begins, pressing you down onto the bed before gripping your ankles and forcing you to flip over onto your front. "Have a problem with control."
With your face turned away from him, you can't help but smile to yourself. No one has ever said it out loud but you know he's right.
Being in control is where you're most comfortable. No hands are safer than your own. Except maybe his. You know he won't fuck this up.
"And you..." He continues, gathering your wrists behind your back, holding them tightly with one hand. "Need to learn how it feels to have control taken from you. Do you understand?"
As soon as you begin to nod your head, you feel him start to tape around your wrists, holding them together behind your back. Once he's content they're secure, he sits on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror before he pulls you onto his lap.
"Legs spread over the top of mine." He orders and you do as you're told, not because you have to but because you want to.
You notice the way your cunt is already glistening in the mirror and you're almost embarrassed because he hasn't even touched you yet.
"Fuck, you're made for this." He groans, lining his cock up to your slick entrance and you wonder if he's holding his breath too while he slides into you, as deep as your bodies will allow.
You're obsessed with the sight in front of you; your own naked body, with your legs spread so far apart you can see how your cunt is stuffed full of him.
Being shorter though, your feet can't touch the ground like this. There's no way you'll get enough leverage to fuck yourself on him but as soon as you start to tell him that, he silences you with two thick fingers between your lips.
"I'm not letting you fuck me." His free hand roams over your body, squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples and then settling between your spread thighs.
"I'm going to play with you. I'm going to see how much you can take. I'm going to work out exactly how you like your clit stroked and I'm going to do that until your legs are shaking and your body won't let you cum any more. Maybe then I'll fuck you but sweetheart, that will be hours from now." His breath is hot against the side of your face, his fingers slipping from your mouth to your waist while he starts to flick gently against your clit.
"I'm going to start slowly. I'm going to do everything I can to drag this out as long as possible. I can feel every clench and flutter of this pretty little cunt and I'm going to enjoy it until you're dripping over my balls." At this rate, it won't be long until you're dripping onto the carpet, never mind over him. You dreamed he'd want to take control like this but you never imagined the way your body would respond.
"And then, when you've cum more times than you can handle, I'm going to tell you that I love you while I fuck you like I don't."
If you're going to be a woman, can't you at least make an effort to look good? You're obese and greasy looking, you'll never pass if you look so washed up
this is rich coming from someone talking to me anonymously. Show your face bitch all humans came with obesity and grease it came with your being alive