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#and i used to not wear skirts or dresses but i wear them all the time now!!!
bootyful-seventeen · 2 days
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Horny svt thots pt 2
*took forever but I finally scraped enough motivation to get more horny thots out so all members are complete! it's been brutal with how little drive i've had but i finally typed again and i feel like squidward from that one episode where he stayed up all night writing
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Okay but thinking about Cheol and slipping away together when at a party, or on an outing with friends to get a bit more handsy has me on the floor. He’d be a little distracted with keeping a look out for anyone walking by/coming to look for you while you’re on your knees and licking at his balls while jerking him off. And just the visual alone of Seungcheol covering his mouth with a hand to stifle his moans while the other was guiding your head up and down his cock is just, oh my… He’s choking back his moans until you push yourself farther down on his cock until you’re practically gagging yourself, and he’s cumming with muffled whines of “baby feel so good” “swallow every drop f’r me yeah? That’s my good girl” “fuck baby I love you” and you're lapping at the cum dripping down his cock and balls with a sweet smile on your face and telling him you love him too
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What about rimming Joshua! His upper half is melting into the mattress while you're tightily gripping onto his his to keep them up in the air for you to swirl your tongue over his twitching hole. His cheeks are burning and tears are brimming in his eyes from how good he's feeling when you squeeze his cute butt. You're occasionally switching from using your mouth to teasing his hole and balls with your hands, whispering into his skin about how pretty he sounds when he's getting eaten out. Or how flustered he'd get when you manhandle him a bit to lay on his back and order him to watch you while you suck him off. At the same time your fingers are slipping back to his spit slicked hole, pushing a finger in to the knuckle while your free hand started pumping his throbbing cock until whines and moans were falling freely from Joshua's lips. Or how he'd get shy enough to try and bury his face in the sheets to hide his burning cheeks in the cool fabris as you slipped another finger or two into his twitching hole until he's cumming all over himself. His heart pounding in his ears when you went back to sucking on his balls at the same time your hands were lazily pumping his cock and sensitive little hole
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Or even going on a nice walk followed by a picnic with Jun at the park near sundown, and he's got you pulled onto his lap with your dress pulled under your tits and his cock rubbing against your slick folds. He's grunting in your ear about how you've teased him long enough with that pretty little sundress of yours. Especially when you had hiked up the skirt to flash him the wet patch on your lacy thong while he ate some strawberries and had nearly choked on one. Jun's eyes are focused on you and how your cunt grips his cock so tightly when he swipes his thumb over your clit, your eyes are darting around the park to see if anyone is still milling about and would potentally catch you getting railed if you weren't careful. But god does Jun enjoy how beautiful you look with the setting sun behind you making you look etherial as tears brimmed in your eyes and you whimpered while coming undone on his cock. He'd pull at the top of your dress until they sit under your breasts and he can't help but moan when he sees you weren't wearing a bra and his lips are instantly attaching themselves to your nipple. Sucking, bitting and licking at it before he's switching to play with the other as you rubbed at your clit. Begging him to make you cum while his hands are groping and pulling at your ass. Giving you a helping hand with riding him when you started to slow down a bit. Or how Jun would swat away your hand and play with your clit until you're pulsing around him when he gives your little clit a few pinches, his lust blown eyes watching you cover your mouth to cut off your moaning as you cum around him. Tits bouncing as your hips jerked from his hard thrusts chasing his own orgasm to the point that you were falling backwards as Jun's moving to hunch over your form until he's shooting ropes of thick cum in your pussy. Reaching for his phone to capture a couple pics of your cunt leaking with his cum before he's snapping a few full body shots of you with you holding your legs open and your spit slicked tits fully in view of his camera along with the fucked out look on your face, the last rays of the setting sun bathing you in it's light. Even managing to get a few shots of himself putting just the tip in before you're wiggling your hips and begging him to give you more and who is he to deny his perfect girl
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Okay but the brainrot I've been having about fucking Soonyoung at a beach is unreal. Like he's taking you on a tropical vacation and found a nice and secluded beach to take you to for the day. In the beginning it was just about spending some time alone without worrying much about other people. But when you peeled off your swim suit and splashed around in the crystal blue waters while he set up the umbrella and picnic blackets, Soonyoung couldn't help but follow your lead and strip himself down to join you in the water. His eyes would be glued to your form as you bobbed along his cock before letting him go with a wet pop and climbing onto his lap. Soonyoung's mouth falls open when you sink down on his cock paired with your lips on his neck sucking some marks onto his skin. Or how he'd look so pretty with misty eyes begging to cum. His fingers tightly squeezing onto your hips to help you bounce faster on his cock until he's spilling his cum deep inside. A bashful little smile on his face when you slide off his cock and his seed floods from your cunt, and he's stuttering about how he wasn't expecting his load to be that big. His head would be spinning when you rub your cum filled pussy over his semi hard cock and demanding him to fill you up with his cum again and again until neither of you can take it anymore
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okay but just think of how hot Wonwoo would be when you're sucking him off in his car after teasing him the whole time you were out with him. You just could not for the life of you keep your little mitts off of him and his breaking point was when you had sat down to eat dinner at this new restaurant you've been dying to go to, and you moved your self to sit beside him in the booth to paw at his crotch after tracing up and down his inner thigh for a while. He was doing really well until you quickly unzipped his pants to slip your hand into his underwear to fist his cock. Wonwoo would have an iron grip on your wrist as he lowly whispers that you're gonna get it if you keep this up, and hearing that only sends jolts of arousal to your clit. You can barely remember how you got outside and in his car but you remember that the second the doors shut, his hand was gripping the back of your neck and pulling you to his bulge. "See what you did to me baby, since you couldn't wait, your slutty little mouth is gonna be making it up to me" and you're lips are being pushed open as he pushes your head down onto himself. Wonwoo's hit the back of your throat and you gaged as his hand started a rough pace for you. Your eyes rolling into the back of your head as he used your mouth as a fleshlight. Degrading words slurring when you rubbed your tongue along the vein on his length, or when you'd try to slip your tongue out as far as it could go to flick at his balls. Your eyes had rolled into the back of your skull by the time he switched hands to free up the one closer to your ass to give it a squeeze and a few spanks. His fingers inching lower to rub over your slit, a dark chuckle of how you're this wet from just a facefucking before he's yanking you off his spit coated cock that's just throbbing to be back inside your warm, wet hole, and is ordering you to get in the backseat so he can cum inside your needy little cunt
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Now Hansol has been rotting my brain with thoughts of titty fucking him in your backyard. It's been an incredibly hot day and it called for a nice dip in the pool. Hansol's got a faint sunburn on his cheeks and shoulders from the sun while he lounged at the edge of the pool, his eyes following your form swimming through the water until you swam up between his legs. His eyes would be falling back to your tits and openly admiring the way they looked in your new bikini before pulling him down for a kiss. I'm in heat thinking about how his cock would jump when you're sliding back into the refreshing water with your hands trailing down from his neck to pull his swim trunks enough to free his cock. Or how Hansol would let out these shy little giggles when you ask him if he's like to fuck your tits, while you're sliding his hot cock in the space between your tits with the string of your bikini keeping the base of his length close. I can see his cheeks glowing pink when you pull the fabric aside to let his eyes drink in the full glory of your tits. His fingers reaching out to thumb at your pebbled nipples as you lightly started to move your tits up and down his cock. Oh god I am knawing at the bars of my cage just thinking about how Hansol would occasionally stutter out praises like " you l-ook s-oh fuck-so pretty with my dick between your tits" or "ple-ease don't sto-op, feel s'good" or how he'd be so whiny when he wasn't talking. Hansol's eyes would almost go cross eyed when you tilt your chin down to kitten lick at his slit while holding your tits tight around him to try and keep him steady for you before he's gripping onto your hair and bucking the tip of his leaky cock between your lips until he's ready to cum. Shooting his load over the lower half of your face and tits while you played with your nipples and let out your own sweet little moans when you'd pinch the heard buds a little too hard just to send currents of pleasure to your clit before he's sliding into the water himself to pull you over to the set of stairs by the shallow end to give your throbbing cunt the same treatment
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Oh god okay but imagine how hot Chan would look while he's thigh fucking you! His lips are brushing against your shoulder as he tightly holds onto your thighs. His cock is pistoning between your slick thighs while you're grabbing onto his pants and trying to keep your eyes focused enough to take in his dishelveled appearance from your bedroom mirror. Or how his cheeks are flushed dark when he catches you staring at him with hooded eyes and breathy little moans asking him to cum for you. Or how he's rut his hips even harder into the seam of your thighs as he's about to cum. The head of his cock bumping your throbbing clit each time sending delicious shivers through your body. And how he's groaning and letting out louder moans that make a wave of heat rush over your body from the sound of Chan's pleasure when he cums all over your thighs and mound. Then it's your turn for your cheeks to heat up when he's tapping for you to spread your legs for him, spurting some of his cum onto the crotch of your panties and Chan's grabbing your soiled panties that rested on your midthighs back up to fit snugly on your soaked pussy lips. Giving your cunt a few soft pats as he helps you fix your dress and lipstick. Then he'd pull you out the bedroom door while telling you that you're gonna be late for the party if you don't leave now and that maybe he could squeeze in a few quickies if you keep the cum soaked panties on all night
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slightlymediocree · 3 days
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☆Update 2:☆
I remembered to take pics today! Sort of. Only after i had put away my machines and stuff...
Here are (most) of my edwardian undergarments
(i am wearing modern clothes under bcs the internet is weird)
Chemise, bustle pad, underbust corset, petticoat
I still need to make a corset cover someday, ive just been using a second thin chemise over all this:
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I used these vintage buttons on the cuffs. I wanted some more security but ran out of buttons so i used small snaps:
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Also put one on the collar so i could try it on. I think the placket at the back of the blouse is a little ugly and larger than ive seen in extant garments but i forgot to adjust the pattern for my broad shoulders and need the extra width for comfort.
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I tried on the blouse and skirt together:
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I may need to loosen the waistband of the skirt, the corset is a bit bulkier than i thought itd be. Also the blouse is just stuffed into the skirt and currently only has one closure on at the collar so it looks a little bit disproportionate. The belt/sash will help smooth everything out so i dont look like im drowning in voile.
I might go without the bustle pad during the final shoot because i think it gives too much volume in the waist/hip area for edwardian tastes. Its from an 1890s pattern, so the silhouette is a bit out of date. I should probably try the skirt on without the pad before extending the waistband though.
Im pretty happy with how the sleeves turned out! I have some vintage nottingham lace i bought on etsy from penelope textiles that i was going to add to another project. I think ill sew some different laces together and add it to the cuffs to elongate them a bit. Since this dress is supposed to be from roughly 1905, i want the sleeves to look as they wouldve in that time. The photos ive seen mostly feature large ruffles at the ends of elbow-length sleeves but i dont think ill be likely to wear ruffles very often. Ive also seen tighter cuffs that extend from the elbow to mid-forearm or from the elbow to wrist. I think the elbow-length sleeves are a feature of afternoon dresses but i could be wrong. Maybe that was just day dresses? Not sure.
Im also not sure if i want to get gloves/a hat/parasol for this project. On one hand, it would look really cool for the video. On the other hand, it sounds quite expensive and i doubt ill wear it again. I dont want to buy things i wont use and create waste, theres enough of that in fashion. I have a pink 1900s parasol that i might cover with black fabric, but idk.
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There isnt much left to do! Im gonna make a list here so i have it written somewhere:
-sew snaps onto blouse
-finish blouse hem
-attatch lace cuffs
-press pleats on sash/belt
-order synthetic whalebones
-add bones, hook/bars to belt
This is just the sewing tasks though, i need to edit the video clips and record audio. I have no idea how to do any of this. I just downloaded davinci video editor so hopefully i can figure it out. The only experience i have with video making/editing was in 3rd grade on ipads on the imovie app. Ive just been binge watching bernadette banner videos bcs i love her video style.
Any tips/feedback are much appreciated! ♡
Date: 4/22/24
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tom
for the next few weeks, annie's life was very steady and predictable. she saw tom often. they went on dates, and they went back to his apartment and had lots and lots of sex. this was done with very little regard for the fact that alicia was still there -- no longer in the wheelchair, but still so unsteady on her feet that, for instance, tom had to help her in and out of the bath. annie was sure he didn't mind.
annie was loud in bed with tom, and tom was a talker. he loved telling annie what a good girl she was as he jerked off against her tongue.
tom could really fuck. annie could tell he was always paying attention to what she liked and leaning harder into it. every time they fucked she came harder or came more often, except sometimes, when tom sensed her desire to be used, and fucked her with no regard for her pleasure, leaving her to masturbate when he was done. she loved that.
alicia saw annie naked all the time -- annie had kept up with shaving her pussy, just because. but she also saw tom -- tom was not disciplined at all about closing his bedroom door, and so alicia frequently passed by as annie was blowing him or he was railing her hard from behind on the bed.
annie never saw alicia in less than her underwear, but tom told her when she wasn't around, alicia was "almost always" either bottomless or topless.
annie thought about them when, late at night she'd go home to robbie, and if casey hadn't been over to drain his balls, annie would do it on her behalf. what would tom and alicia think of this, she thought to herself as she guided robbie's cock into her pussy. it was becoming a rare thing, though, she and robbie. they both had someone they were getting serious about.
one evening, at tom's, annie and alicia got stoned while tom was out picking up dinner, and alicia asked annie if she'd help her with something delicate. "sure," annie said. "what do you need?"
"my hands are too shaky to shave my pussy properly," alicia said.
"say no more," annie said, taking her to the bathroom.
annie helped alicia shave everything, and she was dressed by the time tom got back.
"what did you two get up to?" he asked as they sat down to dinner.
"annie helped me shave my pussy," alicia said cheerily.
"really?" tom laughed.
alicia stood up and pulled down her jeans and shorts.
"nice handiwork," tom told annie.
"don't put them back on," annie told her. alicia let her shorts and panties drop.
"are we doing bottomless dinner?" tom asked.
annie stood up and pulled down her jeans and panties. "yeah." she said.
"okay," tom said. he stood up and pulled down his pants and boxers.
they laughed, sitting at the table, all bottomless.
"do you and your brother do this at home?" alicia teased.
"not specifically," annie said. "but we see each other naked constantly."
"was it always like that?" alicia asked.
"no," annie said. "i really feel like as a big sister i failed at that when we were teens. like, he should have been spying on my friends and me having lesbian encounters in the shower, right? what good is a sister for otherwise?"
"that was our aunt ellen," alicia said.
"she was the best," tom said.
they told her about ellen, her mom's younger sister, a wild, gay hippie who was in her early 20s when alicia and tom were teens. she'd given alicia weed, and had emailed tom a link to her friend's blog -- the friend was a photographer who took nude photos of ellen and her friends. tom told annie he would visit his aunt's apartment after school, and she would do things like take off her skirt and walk him through her anatomy. "she was never wearing underwear," tom said.
annie asked if she had a nice hippie bush, and tom said "no, no, she was always waxed."
"that's a very specific era of hippie," annie observed. she clocked that everyone was speaking of ellen in the past tense. she'd killed herself before her 30th birthday, alicia explained.
they walked around bottomless after dinner, enjoying the silliness and the sexiness of it. annie and tom made out on the couch and tom got hard in full view of alicia. when annie went to sit on tom's cock, he moved her to the bedroom, though.
that night, after two hard fucks, tom told annie something alicia didn't know about their aunt ellen. a few months before she died, tom said, ellen had invited him to an orgy at her apartment. tom had been 21 at the time, and had gone. "obviously," he laughed.
tom being a man of notable cock size, he'd quickly attracted attention at the orgy, which, he'd told annie -- he'd walked into in full swing already, everyone fully naked. he said there had been about 15 people there -- 6 men, 9 women. ellen had come right up to him at the door and undressed him, and then, as one of ellen's friend's sucked his cock, he'd watched his aunt fuck a man on an ottoman across from him. he said that as luck would have it, most of the men came within a few minutes of his arrival, and so for a brief time he was the only hard cock in the room, and the women had lined up to try his big shaft. he said it was obviously a record he'd never broken -- penetrating nine women in something like 10 minutes.
"wait," annie said, grinning. "all nine?"
tom smiled. "yes, all nine women in the apartment."
he said ellen hadn't even gone last -- she'd ridden him right in the middle of the group. the evening had gone on with lots more fucking and sucking, but tom had primarily spent it with two other women. but, he explained, everyone filtered out at the end of the night, and he'd stuck around. he'd taken a shower with ellen -- both of them were covered in cum. and ellen had asked him if he had ever fucked a girl in the ass, and he said no, and she'd said, "want to try?"
"she was your first?" annie said.
"yeah," he said. "and i lasted like 40 minutes because i'd already cum three times."
"that's so hot," annie said.
"i knew you'd think so," he said.
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domwitch · 1 day
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Late-victorian fem...ehhh...gentleman Dom(me) here. I have a lot of victorian related fantasies, and I have nowhere to really share them or to find likeminded people, since it seems to be pretty niche.
I'd just love to have a sub under my skirt and do scandalous things at my pleasure. A good sub should be felt and not seen, after all (unless I want to see them as well, of course!). Or to hang the remote of a vibrator he's wearing on my chatelaine, so I can have easy access to it whenever I want to hear him whimper :3 Or use my fan as a staff to order him around. Or slap a cute boy with my leather gloves. Or threaten him with my hatpin.
So many ideas~
Ooooh it's all about the finery and "class" juxtaposed with the absolutely depraved things you do to him 😩😩😩🤚 I'm a simple girl though I like the idea of wearing a huge poofy dress just so he can fit under it and eat me out 🥴
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neo404 · 2 days
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Okay so, I've just read your Nick x FEM!male!reader and I'm frothing at the mouth for one with the roles reversed. Nick dressed up all pretty for his boyfriend in a new skirt that he got. Reader absolutely ruining him and maybe a tad of overstim (cough cough maybe choking him too)??
SUB!FEM!NICK ~
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so i decided to make this headcannon, i hope you dont mind :3
Sub!Fem!Nick is spoiled. So fucking spoiled, he loves when you buy him clothes and accesories, loves your attention, loves being fucked.
He is very needy and pretty so you never say no to him.
Nick is very shy, so he would only wear skirts and dresses around you. He likes to make little fashion show, basically he dresses up and shows off his clothes to you, then begs you to ruin him :3
He loves when you take off all his clothes except the skirt, finds it very hot and also it helps you to have something to grab on and slam harder.
Nick loves to takes pictures of him sitting in your lap, his thighs exposed bcs of the short skiet and you jeans make a big contrast and he finds that hot.
Speaking about thighs. He loves to ride yours, most of the time he is in your house and you are busy he begs you to let him get off on it, he will rise his skirt and show you his leaking a swollen dick.
"Please, I'll be quiet, I promise."
I isn’t. In fact, he starts tearing up while moaning into your neck that you are neglecting him. So you have to bend him over the desk to shut him up so you can finish your work.
He loves to tease you. He will send you pictures of him on his kness in front of his mirror, his shirt rised up with his other hand and his phone covering his face.
Also sends you videos of him fucking himself, riding his dildo, humpping his pillow, using the shirt that you left on his house. He just never stops thinking about you);
He loves when you get mad and punish him. He loves being tied up, overstimulated, being spanked, everything, he loves everything you do to him and he wants more.
He loves his little collection of skirts, all of them gifts from you. He hides them next to his toys and collar (that you also bought for him). He will always take them to your house when he sleepsover.
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Wrote a fic. it's about kris realizing they're enby and subsequently coming out to the Holiday sisters and Azzy. naturally, they do not know they're enby beforehand, so there will be misgendering and their name will be spelled differently, but their internal monologue still uses they/them, so don't worry too much.
fuckin,,, enjoy ig
oh also it's on ao3. I made a whole ass custom work skin for it, so now if you don't like the deadnames you can just turn them off
Chris reached up to adjust their horns, having knocked them on a tree limb on accident. They were beginning to regret taking a walk with Azzy and their Holiday friends, they'd had to finangle with their accessories constantly, even unhook their shirt a handful of times.
"Eeek! My skirt!"
They were faring better than Noelle, though. Maybe it just came with having long, flowy clothing, but she just about managed to get tangled up in every stray branch imaginable.
"Shoot, and that one's brand new, too," Dess lamented, feeling the newly-torn hole in the skirt area of Noelle's outfit. "That's what you get when you ask for a long dress despite knowing you trek around in the forest all day."
Noelle whined. "But I liiiike this one!! Long skirts feel nice and I don't have to worry about being immodest around Mom!"
"Oooo, does it spin?" Chris leaned in with a grin. Hehe, that rhymed.
Noelle giggled, twirling in place once they reached their clearing. The skirt billowed outwards, and she squeaked as she stumbled on her hoof from the spinning. Dess caught her in time, fortunately, but Noelle was still laughing dizzily in her arms.
Chris flapped their hands with fervor, enraptured. "That's so cool!! Why don't I have any skirts, Azzy?"
Azzy frowned down at them. "Well, for one, you'll trip like Noelle just did, no doubt. But also, skirts are girl clothes, and you're not a girl."
Dess elbowed him. "Hey, he can wear whatever he wants! Just 'cuz skirts aren't really guy clothes doesn't mean he can't wear 'em."
"Well, yeah," Azzy argued, "but it'd be kind of weird, yeah? He's little, I don't think he really knows what boyhood entails."
"Well, Noelle knew, and she's only a year or so older than him. Most trans kids'll know something's up at that age."
"But Chris isn't trans!"
"You don't know that!"
Both Chris and Noelle looked up at the bickering teens with wide eyes. After a moment, Chris leaned over. "What are they talking about?"
"Oh, uh. I guess you didn't know me then, did you, faha. You know how I have antlers right now even though Dess doesn't?" After a nod from Chris, Noelle kept going. "That's because I wasn't born a girl. When I was younger, people thought I was a boy, like you, but it felt wrong, and when I told people, they started talking like I was a girl, and that felt much better. So I'm a girl now!"
Chris blinked. "Huh? Did they just get it wrong at first, or...?"
Noelle shook her head. "No, they got it right. It's just... Hm. Okay. I know what you look like, but mentally, in your SOUL or whatever, you just... you FEEL like a boy, right?"
Chris just stared at her for a substantial amount of time. "No? Isn't it just my genitals?"
Jumping, Noelle blushed furiously and covered their mouth. Chris pouted under her fingers, giving her the most wet cat expression they could muster, but she shook her head again. "Shhhhhh!! Don't say that so loud!" she whispered loudly. "That's inappropriate! But no, there's a mental part too. If you were in a body with... The other... parts, would you feel weird about it?"
"Nnnooooooo??" They tilted their head at her. "Not any weirder than it normally is."
She paused. "Huh?"
"I don't know, I just kinda wish I didn't have any of that. It's weird, people put me in all these weird boxes. I don't like it, I'm just a person."
Noelle looked down, thinking, before turning to Dess and tugging her arm to get her attention. "Dess? What's it called when you don't wanna have a gender?"
The argument between the teenagers was put on hold for a moment as Dess glanced at her. "Don't wanna...? Well, anyone can not want their gender, mostly because of how people think of said gender, but people who don't have a gender at all are nonbinary. Or, agender, but that's just a kind of nonbinary. Why?"
Chris craned their head to look at her before pointing at themself. Noelle followed suit, pointing at them too. Their neck hurt from looking up. Everything hurt all the time, it was annoying.
"You're saying that describes you?" Asriel piped in. Chris nodded at him.
After a moment of silence, Dess spasmed and whirled toward Azzy, pointing. "I KNEW it! I TOLD you! HA!!! TWENTY BUCKS!"
"Titan damn it- You sure you're getting this right? Would you want us to use neutral pronouns for you? Do you want to be a they?"
"I don't really... What?"
"I don't wanna give Dess twenty dollars."
Chris looked over at Dess, who was still celebrating with herself, and grinned. "Then yes."
"TITAN DAMN IT." Azzy fished out his wallet, sifted through it for a moment, then slapped down a twenty into Dess' waiting hand with a sigh. She cheered, making Chris giggle. "Don't tell me we're changing your name, too, you liked this one."
"No promises," they jeered. To be honest, they didn't really care all that much. But they're glad they they could be out of the obligation that was "boyhood", that was nice. And maybe they'd always thought of themself with the neutral words that they use for people they don't know. And maybe they wanted to mix things up with their name a little, too.
But it's just one more weird thing about them, and they're a weird person. And they like that, they think. Noelle was weird, even weirder than they realized, and Dess and Azzy were weird too. And they were pretty cool, so maybe Chris was too. They could get behind that.
"This is my friend, Chris Dreemurr. They're nonbinary, and they like chocolate. My little sister is good friends with them. Oh my god, I get to call you an enby, that's adorable. This is the best. Your queer is infectious, Azzy, they're not even related to you and they're enby. This is the best."
They smiled. This felt right. In a multitude of wrong-ness that surrounded them, covering their skin instead of fur, this was the one thing that felt correct.
Maybe they could be Kris Dreemurr this time.
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cpyclopse · 1 year
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Jon is not having a good time
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britneyshakespeare · 4 months
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Dresses that are nice but they're only made to fit you if you're 5'5 T____T
#tried on THE CUTEST dress in a medium but the waist was too high up and the skirt wasnt long enough#tried a large then and the waist was too big and the skirt STILL wasnt long enough!!#its the kind of style of dress that's supposed to cover like half your knees. and it didnt. blah#always the cutest dresses that are like long flowy and psychedelic that i like are like that#i did get a nice little green velvet victorian/swingin sixties jacket oh it was SUCH a success tho#i always have good luck with tops but dresses. ugh#i can only wear MINI dresses. bc a mini skirt is supposed to be short on you no matter what#medium-length dresses i have the worst luck with. im not even that tall im 5'7.#tales from diana#there's something weird about the black jeans from old navy#i bought two pairs of jeans at old navy in march of last year. the flare jeans are a size 4 and fit amazing#theyre like stretchy but not cheap and extremely comfy. theyre a typical denim blue#then i also got a straight-leg pair of black jeans. the black jean material is just not right anymore. it's extremely stiff#i know old navy mustve changed their sizes bc i have pants from them that are 5-10 years old (since i stopped growing)#and theyre all different sizes. like. i have old navy pants that are a snug 12 or a loose 4. but it was at least consistent at the time#i was trying on black flare jeans and i had to get an 8. i went in wearing THE SAME jeans i bought back in march#same CUT and everything. and even tho im tall the pants are still longer than what im used to#(im also used to my jeans being somewhat short on me) (so i dont mind it) (its more like they just cover the top of my foot)#the waist. bc i got two sizes up (old navy doesnt do odd number sizes for some reason). it like goes WAY up my waist#tho i dont mind that. im glad we're living in a high-waisted bootcut era. GRATEFUL#but still yeah.#the black jean fabric is just so stiff it's harder to squeeze yourself into even if it fits in the other color denim. u needa size up.#i went shopping w my friend (and kaily) (and our mom) (and then we went out to lunch after) bc i wanted to get her some pants#she's like 5'2 and all the pants were too long on her i felt bad. i bought her some sweaters and shoes#the sweaters were clearance only $6 i was like oh i have no problem getting those for u#still i felt bad bc they didnt have petite sizes in that store. like when she asked they were like 'no only if someone returns'#some other time we'll go to marshall's or tjmaxx >:F
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opaleyedprince · 2 months
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i was inspired to make some ocs in this picrew!
aleksandr (fear and hunger: termina) || hokuto gojo (jjk) doll (elden ring/soulsborne) || donatello of the turks (ff7) sakuya kamo (jjk) || oneiros (hades game)
tagging @riikugan, @devilbrakers, @the-dark-urge, @strixhaven and YOU if you see this and want to do it - tag me so i can see!
divider is from here.
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getting intense joy from painting my nails wasn’t an expected outcome of my day but it is definitely a welcome one!
#in todays episode of ‘oh dang cis ppl can also get gender euphoria huh’#the more this happens the more I am convinced that gender expression is rly a personal thing#bc like. my roommate would NOT like to paint her nails or wear hairbows or skirts. she doesn’t enjoy them.#but she considers herself very feminine in her own right by the colors and styles of the shirts she wears and how she does her hair#I didn’t used to think I liked looking particularly feminine at all bc I found so much of it uncomfortable#turns out girliepop had sensory issues and the ‘beautiful lace dresses and nylon tights and makeup’ wasn’t doing it for me#but when given the chance to choose how I look. I find that I actually enjoy some of the stereotypical feminine stuff a lot!#and also enjoy some stereotypically unfeminine things bc they make me *feel* more like a girl even if they’re not like that for everyone#like my Minecraft socks! and t-shirts from the men’s section at Meijer. and button ups with loud patterns! and my undercut 🩵#also a lot of it I think is just. I am expressing what I like and enjoy. and part of who I am is a girl. so having the ability to express#myself in my clothing means I feel more like me. which includes feeling like a girl. which is v cool.#like I have other nail polish but I don’t like it bc it’s smth my mom picked out for me and it’s not rly my taste.#I have a ton of jewelry but only some of it is smth I would ever actually wear. bc I got it from my great grandma. who had different tastes.#but my Minecraft socks and patterned skirts and graphic tees and hairbows are all things that show what I like!#even if it’s not super matchy or coordinated. I look like me!#and now I have nails in my favorite color and I’m gonna try and get my hair dyed again in colors I like#I just. have the agency to look like me. and I keep surprising myself by how much I love that.#instead of copying what my family considers to be ‘good taste’
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whimsyprinx · 1 year
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a new attempt at me trying to sketch out ideas for my porcelain (faerie) royalty outfit that I’m putting together, all I have so far is the shirt, earring (it’s not even finished) and bracelet
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sonknuxadow · 10 months
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WAIT TRIP SONICSUPERSTARS IS A GIRL ??? epic win
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mejomonster · 8 months
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I've said it before and I'll say it again even though there's people who can say it much better than me. You're allowed to present however the fuck you want, however masculine or feminine or androgynous you want, different every single day or intensely many things at once or always mostly one way literally look and dress However you want. It's your life. Same goes with hobbies, you can be a man who likes doing makeup, you can be a woman who loves working on cars, you can be a nonbinary person who's hobbies happen to align to the gender norms society expects of men like literally just DO what YOU want. How you present in the ways you dress, ways you act, it's whatever you want. The things you spend your life doing, that you're "allowed" to do or not? Are anything you want, whatever you want. Your gender identity for that matter also does not need to fit into any neat boxes. It can if you feel it's right for you, and perhaps even your presentation you feel best with also aligns into the neat box of the particular society you live in. But society changes, and individuals change. And you are valid and awesome exactly as you are, you're real and the way you want your life to actually be matters, and always is something you deserve regardless of where those rigid boxes end up trying to shove everyone. Most people are not going to fit the Top Ideal boxes their society expects of people, you're not broken for not always fitting it, and you have a right to exist the way you want to. For necessitity, survival, to blend in, and other reasons each person may choose to conform and try to blend in with our particular society's boxes. But when it comes to actual identity, you choose it and it is however you feel. There's no hoops you have to fit through or box to smash into to deserve to be who you already are. And you don't have to follow any rules or hide parts of yourself or lie, in order to simply get to be who you are. You already are, the rest of what you do is whatever you want to do and choose to do for your sake given the circumstances we are stuck living in.
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emile-hides · 1 year
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1D with Hifumi and 3D with fatgum???? (Also that angel one looks like you ngl)
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Self ship art? On Main? More likely than you think.
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ritsmew-sakunya · 1 year
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I think about how when i used he/they pronouns, everyone around me would only ever use they/them on me and only brought up me using he/him so they could "treat" me like a man and exclude me. Despite me not being one.
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if you have told me two years ago that one of the biggest things i would be complimented at work is my fashion sense, i straight up would not believe you
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