Fuck my thighs while I’m sleeping, push up my sleep shorts and pull my hips up off the bed, keep my little thighs pressed tight together with your hands on my hips and slide into that little gap where my thighs meet and almost touch my cunt, where the head of your cock pushes up against my clit with every thrust and my juices makes it easier and easier for you to fake-fuck me… my thighs are warm and soft and my pussy gets so wet it’ll feel almost like actually using my holes
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suddenly and abruptly reminded that ren isn’t even a dogboy in canon his ears were removed and surgically replaced with dog ears at a barber shop. top surgery at Claire’s energy
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I will say this once because I'm tired of seeing stupid discourse: anti-transmasculinity is not about being treated bad because we clock as men, it's about being treated as stupid little girls because transphobes think we've been tricked into this.
It's kind of the opposite of transmisogyny- instead of fear and revulsion, it's constant condescension, the implications that we've been whisked away from femininity by scary bad guys, that we're going to cause 'irreparable damage' because we don't know what's best for ourselves, somehow. People fearmonger a lot about the "ugliness" of transfem people, but for transmasc people that 'ugliness' is used as a warning- you'll look like THIS! You'll go BALD! Your top surgery scars will leave you MUTILATED! A lot of aesthetic concerns. Worry about our 'beauty'. Because it comes from that same stupid reactionary 'we gotta SAVE the WOMEN' shit, but this time they have to save them from getting 'stolen away', as if we're being seduced or pressured into this. As if we can't make our own decisions.
For TERFS specifically, they're losing one of their own. We're 'gender traitors', willingly aligning ourselves with the half of the population they consider unilaterally dangerous and evil.
We aren't REALLY trans, we just want the benefits that men get. You don't actually want to transition, you're just trying to avoid misogyny.
You aren't actually a man, you're just a self-loathing lesbian.
Why can't you just be a butch girl? Why can't you just be a tomboy?
Why can't you just be something that I don't think is icky?
Anyway. Like all things, it boils down to misogyny. Women stupid and gentle, dont know what best for them, evil men trick into taking man juice, must save because lady stupid and dont know what best for them (having babies and being Feminine).
Theres like. Obviously more to this but I'm just a Transmasc Rando explaining this from my perspective, and I'm not the best with words. Anyone is free to hop in and add on to this
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MAG 80 - The Librarian
doodle 80/200; days left 21/110
uH OH JON : )
wow ok, fixed the number but "mag ÁÉ" is now stuck in my head. once episode ÁÉ, always episode ÁÉ ú__u
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just remembered I drew this so uh yeah
aftermath of this
to not fucking die, he's connected to an outside power source. His rarefraction cell needs some repairs and the walls that surrounded it need to be purged of rot and fixed.
internal rot is removed and cut off away from vitals.
For external rot, there are patches with a stronger treatment thing. I'm thinking something spore puff related but that's cause backwards through the snow put thoughts in my brain. It's really just a stronger version of the ointment previously used for treatment. it's either this or straight up replacing it.
To conserve power, no pupils and limited movement. Water is also sent through the tube in the back to keep his systems from overheating.
the logic is lowkey bullshit but it's whatever. Making the iterators modern is much less logical than off the string aus.
also an extra couple of doodles because yes
obviously it's much more serious than this but idk writing hard
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those tiktoks that are like “using my scary dog privilege to walk alone at night” but when you turn your phone the scary dog is just your insanely ripped and a little fucked in the head pro athlete boyfriend shidou ryusei<3
cheeky bastard wears a white muscle tank that clings to every sculpted crevice of his body, so flimsy you can see his nipples poking at the fabric even under the weak blare of the yellow streetlights. flexes his rippling biceps at you on purpose so the camera can catch the well defined veins running up his tan skin (WHORE) before tilting his head to side and flashing a predatory smile that leaves you with goosebumps forming in its wake, a toothpick rolled between his all white supermodel teeth until it catches on the curve of his slightly fanged canine.
and your followers may think, what a nice little detail, that the magenta of his irises matches the color of the choker resting all pretty and inviting on his jugular, but you know better<3 know it serves more as a collar you tug on as you take your personal little demon - your feral hellcat - on his daily walk. know it serves as a life line you dig your desperate, shaking fingers into, not caring if your nails scratch, because you know ryusei gets off on the sting of the angry red lines you mark his throat with when he unleashes himself on top of you.
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I one hundred percent believe that Crowley is the one that gave aziraphale all those fire extinguishers, I think azi thought it was a great idea but I’m certain it was Crowley’s idea.
I mean the poor guy walked into a burning bookshop to save his best friend (boyfriend) and thought he had died and it hurt him so he went and got drunk to deal with it.
Crowley realizes just how flammable books are (because while they knew that they never thought it would actually burn down) and subtly demands that azi gets fire extinguishers.
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