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#also lesbians lol
inkskinned · 10 months
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the thing is that they're so fascinated by sex, they love sex, they can't imagine a world without sex - they need sex to sell things, they need sex to be part of their personality, they need sex to prove their power - but they hate sex. they are disgusted by it.
sex is the only thing that holds their attention, and it is also the thing that can never be discussed directly.
you can't tell a child the normal names for parts of their body, that's sexual in nature, because the body isn't a body, it's a vessel of sex. it doesn't matter that it's been proven in studies (over and over) that kids need to know the names of their genitals; that they internalize sexual shame at a very young age and know it's 'dirty' to have a body; that it overwhelmingly protects children for them to have the correct words to communicate with. what matters is that they're sexual organs. what matters is that it freaks them out to think about kids having body parts - which only exist in the context of sex.
it's gross to talk about a period or how to check for cancer in a testicle or breast. that is nasty, illicit. there will be no pain meds for harsh medical procedures, just because they feature a cervix.
but they will put out an ad of you scantily-clad. you will sell their cars for them, because you have abs, a body. you will drip sex. you will ooze it, like a goo. like you were put on this planet to secrete wealth into their open palms.
they will hit you with that same palm. it will be disgusting that you like leather or leashes, but they will put their movie characters in leather and latex. it will be wrong of you to want sexual freedom, but they will mark their success in the number of people they bed.
they will crow that it's inappropriate for children so there will be no lessons on how to properly apply a condom, even to teens. it's teaching them the wrong things. no lessons on the diversity of sexual organ growth, none on how to obtain consent properly, none on how to recognize when you feel unsafe in your body. if you are a teenager, you have probably already been sexualized at some point in your life. you will have seen someone also-your-age who is splashed across a tv screen or a magazine or married to someone three times your age. you will watch people pull their hair into pigtails so they look like you. so that they can be sexy because of youth. one of the most common pornography searches involves newly-18 young women. girls. the words "barely legal," a hiss of glass sand over your skin.
barely legal. there are bills in place that will not allow people to feel safe in their own bodies. there are people working so hard to punish any person for having sex in a way that isn't god-fearing and submissive. heteronormative. the sex has to be at their feet, on your knees, your eyes wet. when was the first time you saw another person crying in pornography and thought - okay but for real. she looks super unhappy. later, when you are unhappy, you will close your eyes and ignore the feeling and act the role you have been taught to keep playing. they will punish the sex workers, remove the places they can practice their trade safely. they will then make casual jokes about how they sexually harass their nanny.
and they love sex but they hate that you're having sex. you need to have their ornamental, perfunctory, dispassionate sex. so you can't kiss your girlfriend in the bible belt because it is gross to have sex with someone of the same gender. so you can't get your tubes tied in new england because you might change your mind. so you can't admit you were sexually assaulted because real men don't get hurt, you should be grateful. you cannot handle your own body, you cannot handle the risks involved, let other people decide that for you. you aren't ready yet.
but they need you to have sex because you need to have kids. at 15, you are old enough to parent. you are not old enough to hear the word fuck too many times on television.
they are horrified by sex and they never stop talking about it, thinking about it, making everything unnecessarily preverted. the saying - a thief thinks everyone steals. they stand up at their podiums and they look out at the crowd and they sign a bill into place that makes sexwork even more unsafe and they stand up and smile and sign a bill that makes gender-affirming care illegal and they get up and they shrug their shoulders and write don't say gay and they get up, and they make the world about sex, but this horrible, plastic vision of it that they have. this wretched, emotionless thing that holds so much weight it's staggering. they put their whole spine behind it and they push and they say it's normal!
this horrible world they live in. disgusted and also obsessed.
#this shifts gender so much bc it actually affects everyone#yes it's a gendered phenomenon. i have written a LOT about how different genders experience it. that's for a different post.#writeblr#ps my comments about seeing someone cry -- this is not to shame any person#and on this blog we support workers.#at the same time it's a really hard experience to see someone that looks like you. clearly in agony. and have them forced to keep going.#when you're young it doesn't necessarily look like acting. it looks scary. and that's what this is about - the fact that teens#have likely already been exposed to that definition of things. because the internet exists#and without the context of healthy education. THAT is the image burned into their minds about what it looks like.#it's also just one of those personal nuanced biases -#at 19 i thought it was normal to be in pain. to cry. to not-like-it. that it should be perfunctory.#it was what i had seen.#and it didn't help that my religious upbringing was like . 'yeah that's what you get for premarital. but also for the reference#we do think you should never actually enjoy it lol'#so like the point im making is that ppl get exposed to that stuff without the context of something more tender#and assume .... 'oh. so it's fine i am not enjoying myself'. and i know they do because I DID.#he was my first boyfriend. how was i supposed to know any different#i didn't even have the mental wherewithal to realize im a lesbian . like THAT used to suffering.
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t00thpasteface · 3 months
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part of the reason i love mean, bitchy, rude, domineering, firecracker female characters and loathe seeing them defanged is because the prickliness repels men and the defanging is ALWAYS to make them more fuckable for whatever man they have a weird sexual tension with. like yeah i don't like the Mean Lesbian stereotype either but at least the mean lesbian isn't shelving her career to become a tradwife after spending however many episodes/chapters/issues saying how much she didn't want to do either of those things
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napping-sapphic · 2 months
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Women are so attractive actually i love women so much it’s actually insane
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girlboyburger · 7 months
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today i realized i could draw anything i want, so.
i drew myself a girlfriend
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mccoalminer · 2 years
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Alison Bechdel
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ba1laur · 1 year
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last saturday that will be spent staring 20 minutes at a screen watching this guy go thru incomprehensible horrors. cant wait to have normal weekends from now on
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drippyboycunt · 1 year
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laying on your stomach while a girl slowly and steadily fucks you from behind so that even once you cum you're still begging for more and she can use that as an excuse to ruthlessly pound your brains out and cum inside of you
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bigfatbreak · 2 years
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Birds of a Feather
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whaliiwatching · 7 months
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a rendezvous beyond
and a halfway closeup just bc im rlly happy with how the bg turned out lol
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starrylayle · 3 months
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the thing about wolfstar is they no doubt love each other,, but they're not soulmates. In fact, they're the complete opposite, fate is almost begging to keep them apart. They shouldn't work. They're both two traumatised boys with familial issues, queer in the 70s and both stubborn in their mindsets. The people they've hurt the most is each other. They've lived through a war, Sirius was falsely imprisoned and Remus lived believing that, but they still managed to reconcile. Considering everything, they probably shouldn't be together -- but they do. They fight against all odds to make it work. And this is my absolute fave part of wolfstar fics.
It's also why I prefer wolfstar to prongsfoot -- despite the fact that in theory they seem like the better couple.
Because I don't like couples where the universe binds them together by fate. I like couples where the universe does its best to pit them apart, but they struggle and claw their way back together regardless. And that is the beauty of wolfstar my folks.
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1000lesbians · 1 year
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it's okay 2 be horny for women. it's okay 2 have sexual thoughts about women. it's okay 2 get turned on by women's bodies! it's okay 2 be sexually attracted to women and not date them!! kill the idea in ur brain that sexual attraction is inherently disrespectful & you need ~pure of heart~ in order to "not be like straight men". there's literally nothing wrong anyone* thinking women & women's bodies are hot. sexual attraction =/= disrespect or objectification!!!!!!!!
*by anyone i do mean including men and including cishet men btw
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voidfishing · 1 year
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beebundt · 2 months
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(2016 ➡ 2024) i wanted to compare my first colored drawing of charlie (my oldest active OC) to now for fun but damn. this is kinda fucking me up rn and thought it might be interesting to share my embarrassing kid drawing with you all too. i think it's always cool to see where we start from and i always forget how much ive changed since then
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momomoring · 4 months
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lol in a silly goofy mood rn thinking about gp!momo and how much she likes it when sana rides her.
momo’s sitting in a chair, eyes screwed shut, hands gripping sana’s waist so hard it’s leaving bruises. sana’s straddling momo’s lap, fucking herself on her dick. she’s so wet it’s dripping down momo’s length and making a mess in her lap.
sana has a hand on the back of the chair, just beside momo’s head, and her other hand gripping her shoulder for leverage every time she lifts up and forces herself downwards on momo.
her dick stretches sana out, hitting every single spot inside of her so good her eyes roll back. she’s nearly dizzy with how good it feels, momo’s dick pulsing inside of her, needy little whimpers falling out of momo’s mouth.
it’s kind of pathetic, how much momo likes this, sana controlling both of their pleasure but primarily seeking her own. how momo just lays there, hands gripping sana harshly but barely doing anything to help her fuck herself on momo’s dick.
the coil in sana’s stomach tightens, and it gets harder to lift up, to keep the consistency of her movements. she falls forwards, lips finding momo’s neck, mouthing at her pulse point, teeth biting down and tongue smoothing it over. momo lets out a groan, thrusting upwards. sana gasps against momo’s neck at how her dick goes even deeper, stretches her even further.
“just like that,” sana chokes out and momo, like the good girl she is, thrusts upwards again, those hands on sana’s waist finally useful for something.
sana’s cries grow louder as momo continues fucking up into her, guiding her sloppy movements. momo grunts with the effort, her shoulder muscles working and flexing under sana’s hand. momo’s teeth are gritted with the strain but she loves it, the way it makes sana moan brokenly, hands gripping her and fucking herself desperately on momo.
“i’m so close,” sana says, voice shaking and unsteady. momo groans, trying not to come as she shifts closer, an arm wrapping around sana’s waist, her other hand sliding around to rub harshly at her clit as she thrusts into her. sana nearly screams, the stimulation on her clit overwhelming and intense, but it’s everything she needs and she comes, body convulsing and shuddering.
she clenches around momo’s dick as she continues fucking herself wantonly, momo’s thumb rubbing her clit. the tightness of sana’s wet pussy is all momo can think about, her dick throbbing inside of her as she fucks into her harder, chasing her own orgasm.
it happens within seconds after momo stops trying to prevent it, spilling into sana, warmth exploding as she cries out. her hold on sana tightens as her head falls forwards so that her forehead can rest on her shoulder. sana groans with the feeling and shifts on momo’s dick, milking it for what it’s worth.
and finally, momo leans back, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed. her hand finds its way to sana’s stomach and she rubs at her lower stomach, her dick and cum still inside of her. the corner of her mouth quirks upward in a smirk.
“you look pretty like that,” momo says.
sana hums, leaning closer to kiss her lazily for a moment before mumbling against her lips, “so do you.”
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