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HOLY SHIT TESSA 😵
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hotvintagepoll · 7 days
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A lot of these women wouldn't be considered "attractive" by modern standards and as someone who shares a lot of similar facial features of the women in this poll its really really nice seeing so many people give love to these people. I don't know, I see a lot of myself in these women and seeing all the propaganda flattering them makes me feel better about myself too. It's really nice 💙
That's one of the reasons I love old movies! Watching old movies shows us that beauty standards aren't the solid, immovable things we think they are when we're growing up in them. I feel like the past is a different country, and traveling there can have the same joys as traveling anywhere: you see thing you don't care for and won't bring home, but you can also pick up new ideas and perspectives that change your life for the better.
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solradguy · 7 months
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Johnny Guilty Gear Strive is not a single day under 37 years old. "Age: Unknown" my ass. Face of a man whose frequent all-nighters in his 20s finally caught up with him. I understand, Johnny, I empathize...
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dyke-asmr · 3 months
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it's not even funny anymore i need her so fucking bad
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catofoldstones · 3 months
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I am too dumb for the asoiaf tumblr fandom and I am too level-headed for the asoiaf reddit fandom, where do I go?
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yezzyyae · 5 months
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Omgggg I just know Jeremy Allen White is great in bed🫣😚all his sex scenes from “Shameless” be looking sooo good omgg but this scene from “After Everything(2018)” makes me rub my thighs together omgg☺️🫣🤸🏾‍♂️💦Jeremy Allen White looks like he is a master in the bedroom. The rhythm of this gif lets me know Jeremy Allen White will have you hypnotized over his dick game🙃☺️😝
I know Addison miss that one thing from Jeremy lol. The new women are getting dickpnotized. And I’m not mad at them I would get my sex from JAW & leave when my time is up🙃
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goryhorroor · 2 years
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horror + the firsts
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frnkiebby · 29 days
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that gorgeous fucking profile~🎃
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lookingforrainbows · 8 months
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absolutely hoping i would have had the balls to ask for a kiss
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taylortut · 3 months
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honestly i hate to say it but i don't even crave original content. i just want existing movies to get the ghostbusters (2016) treatment and be remade with diverse lady leads. every lead being a woman. women
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recreationalpasta · 9 months
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(Protective) Jane the Killer x (hopeless) Gyno! Reader - Requited Attraction
Rating: 18+ contains slight violence and nsfw:
Y/n hissed as Jane pulled you by the ear, dropping you onto the bathroom floor, she winced only slightly as she pulled locked the door and pressed her back against it. She looked at you pointedly as she crossed her arms and legs, yet her hand still hovered over her knife.
"Y/n, I have him handled. I told you not to get in the middle of it." Distantly you could hear clattering, undoubtedly where Masky had found the fucks to give worth restraining Jeff.
"So now your protecting him?" You ask taking a step forward gesturing wildly within the small space.
Immediately she leaned forward," Don't you ever-" she took a shaky breath and leaned back. Clutching her forehead in her palm. "Look, Y/n, I understand we have mutual hated. But if you handle it out in the open like that, then fucking eldritch string cheese will rip you to pieces right with him."
She looked up brushing a single hair our of her eye with a elegant black coffin nail. Two of the fingers on each hand shorter than the rest, a fact Jeff made relentlessly mockery of. Along with being something, as well as watching the other feminine pastas look at with very mixed feelings.
You knew your feelings on it very well. But if she noticed your rising blush she didn't call attention to it at the moment.
You tried to step past her, only for her to press you to the sink, each hand pressed to the porcelain behind you. Your thumbs on one side overlapping, a fact you noticed almost as quickly as she leaned against you. She was surprisingly warm, the temperature radiating past the leather and much thinner material.
"I can't," she huffed gritting her teeth, almost baring them to you. "I won't allow Jeff to cause the death of another good person. A rapist? Sure? Pedo? Absolutely, without a doubt." She leaned more and your back was pressed against the cold mirror, you could feel it through your own shirt.
"but not you." She growled in her deep savory tone. Despite the aggression within, it filled your senses with the image of a dark red wine. Coursing so much like the blood that followed both of your actions.
Again you noticed that spray of blood across her face. It slowly gather in the corner of her pressed soft lips, it dripped down onto your shirt, you could feel it through the fabric against your warm breast.
"But if you feed into him, he will get away with it. So please..."She relented shifting her weight back, still her black skinny jeans were pressed against your own clothes. That same warmth radiating, it reminded you of the mornings she smiled at you, that being every single one.
"let me be the one to end him. You go on living, I've already lost too much. Let him take too much from me, from us-"
"I cant," you look away, that red creeping up your neck as your face became flush. "Y-you don't understand."
Her pale strong hand gripped your chin as she pulled you to look her dead in her deep, black eyes. They were a underground pool, swimming with thoughts and powerful emotions, begging you to reach out to experience them yourself. Her mouth slightly parted to speak, but instead letting out a long, slow, warm breath.
She looked at you carefully, examining your face, as she leaned slightly forward.
"do you...about me?" She asked quietly as her harsh look melted in, shifting elegantly into the slightest smile.
You managed a nod and that was enough to earn a sharp intake from her. Her head flicked to the ground, her soft hair brushing against you as she did, for a long tenuous moment she just stood.
She slowly pulled you by your chin, her grip much softer now. Her plump black lips now merely a inch or two from your own, "Can I?" Her deep black pools beckoned you to dive in.
And dive you did.
It started slow, a slow lean from you both, her hands gently lifting you as she kissed up into you. Her hands roaming your back to your stomach and hips. Her fingers only slightly grazing over the fabric, but you could have sworn a inferno followed under her nails command.
The kiss deepened, a heat within both your cores radiating up through you, igniting your lips and tounge into action. In response they danced.
To say they fought would be a stain on this moment, on whatever this was between this moment.
Soft gasps and whines, turned into pants of hot breath, turned into soft lips pressing into skin. Teeth grazing and sometimes outright digging in as you both suckled. Her fingertips slid across you, spurring that warmth forward, until the slid along your own hands. Gently pulling them towards her but letting them rest in the air, placing it into your hands. She was letting you decide what happened.
Your hands traced her corset as the reached behind, rubbing along her sides as you reached back to untie the knot. Her breasts pushed forward as you pulled her into you, standing between your legs as you sat on top the sink counter. Ignoring the amount of bottles and cans you knocked over.
You kissed the top of her soft flesh and in turn she softly pulled your head into their embrace. As you pulled away the corset and she shifted her dress, her elegant hand pulling away the veil obscuring the beauty of the soft flesh. Your lips soon found their way to it eliciting a soft gasp as her nails softly dug into your scalp.
"Y-you could have...fuck told me sooner, you idiot." She muttered breathlessly as she leaned her neck up, looking up to the sky.
At some point during being so focused with your hands and mouth yoy brought your knee between her strong muscled legs, it didn't take long for her to hike up the skirt and follow your hand onto it. Warm, wet through the slight remainder of fabric, between you both.
Her nailed hands slid along your neck, softly rubbing as she muttered soft praises about your mouth, the simple warmth it added onto her inferno.
"Are you sure? Your alright?" She whispered, a low hum in your ear, a small twinge of anxiety present in her normal confident and strong voice. She knew how strong she was, she would never want to accidentally use it to hurt someone, especially not you.
"absolutely," you whispered breathlessly as you smiled into her chin, just for her fingers to gently hook under your jaw and crane you up just slightly as she pressed her lips to yours again.
She resumed the movement of her hips along your thigh, you hadn't realized she had stopped as she asked. But you looked into each other's eyes and you knew the same flame was consuming each other.
Your hands unbuttoned your pants as she helps to slide them down, gratefully taking your bare knee rather than the rough fabric. Though at the moment she didn't seem like she would like to complain.
Still her own needs unfulfilled she pulled your close holding your tight as she slipped down against your body, your blush creeping further and warmth centering between your legs once you saw her plump black lips hover there. She softly pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, the lipstick leaving a simple stain. You realize they must already decorate your throat and lips.
You nod, that's all she needed. Her tounge dipping deep inside as it proves for where you were most sensitive. Her thumb rubbing along your clit as she did so, ever soft whimper you made only made her elicit more and more reactions.
Her lips and fingers worked you, that warmth building into a hot core from her efforts her other palm pressed against your stomach, rubbing it almost soothingly as you panted quietly.
"W-what if they-?"
"They won't." She answered only pausing to look at your affirmation, again at receiving it she continued as your legs shook gently. Earning a small chuckle from her, as that core grew hotter and hotter.
With a whimper and holding one of her hands tightly, you bit your lips as warmth and pleasant waves of pleasure rushed over you. She pressed a soft finger to your lips as your legs vibrated around her soft skull.
Once your breath steadied, and your eyes centered you found she had already pulled on your pants and was helping you button them. When she finished, hot pants came from her slightly-parted shiny black lips. A soft hand cradling your cheek as she looked at you, a small hunger growing in her dark eyes.
"I-I...I'm going to take five minutes. Pretend I chewed you out, if your up in my room when I get back..."her gaze bore into me as she slightly shivered with a growing smile. "I might just enjoy it if you stay the night."
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Thank you for reading <3
Requests are open 💕
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redheadlesbianfreak · 10 months
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I remember a few years back when people would call all versions of Raphael (particularly 2012 and 2003) “toxic” and “abusive.” And then they would say that the only “wholesome” iterations of Raph were 1987 and Rise. 
This is really funny to me because I always knew these were fans who have never watched the 1987 version. 1987 Raph is the only version of Raph who is racist and sexist. And while I love that guy, he is by far the most “problematic” version of Raphael.
Only TMNT fans will pretend an 80s cartoon is progressive so they can dunk on versions of TMNT they don’t like. 
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morgancrystal · 4 months
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"she alone stands between you and your doom"
finduilas 11x14 Stonehenge graphite and charcoal
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violetlens · 4 months
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(loudspeaker in hand, standing on a high surface) sleep token made a music video entirely about two women having sex without leaning into the male gaze. sleep token's choir (which includes a *woman of color*) has been with them since their very first album. sleep token recently put their choir in entirely new outfits (including masks which show the bottom half of their faces, corsets, and one of them in a sheer shirt with her cloak open). sleep token recently put their choir on a huge platform so the audience is forced to look at them. sleep token's bassist and guitarist, iii and iv respectively, regularly interact with the choir on stage. sleep token, a decently well known metalcore band, has a woman of color in it. vessel and iv from sleep token both regularly post and tag the choir on instagram
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wosocharleeeeess · 11 months
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‘i took a leap of faith and landed straight into the arms of the chelsea family’💙
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tiktaalic · 1 year
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Most #mainstream #lesbian #rep fails to consider that a key tenet of lesbianism is being . Crazy. This is why santana good. Cheryl good. Betty good. Thoroughbreds good. Alicent good. Shauna good
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