#women mmmm

[queergutz]

pov: you have autism

#regretevator #art #regretevator bive #bive #split #regretevator split #regretevator pilby #pilby #spive #spive regretevator #spilby #spilby regretevator #split x bive #split x pilby #polyamory #goobers :) #shitpost #HOMOSEXUALS WEEHEHEHEHEHE #leaves you with gay content and scurries back to my hole #mmmm… women….

[funnyexel]

Imagine having Makeup Sex with Bruce Wayne

You’re married, he stupidly accuses you of cheating and after much resistance, you finally give in and fuck it out…

“I won’t forgive you easily.” You say sure of your resolve, how naïve of you.

——

“Its not coming off.” You whisper to him in the darkness, speaking about your bra.

“want me to rip it?” He breathes against you and you hum in compliance. The clasps a tearing to his inhumane grip, fabric ripping as well.

“here..” you mutter, “touch me here, please,” you beg him. Tears on the verge of falling from your frustration. Using his finger to lift your chin, he kisses you, his warm lips pressing against yours and increasing the ball of heat. Which blazes through your whole body, a ball of heat and want. Sneaking his hands to your hips, he helps you straddle his lap as his rough palms move over your soft and smooth thighs. The kiss was slow but your moments were hasty, needy, your hand messing up his naturally styled hair as your tongues intertwine in the most sinful dance ever. Trailing the kisses down your chin to your neck, you take a breath and bite back a moan.

“hurry up.” Your voice breaks with the demand, you wouldn’t be surprised if he clowned you the next morning for all the whimpering you’re doing. Before you give him anymore leeway to touch and tease your body more, you slide down his shorts. And he pulls your panties aside in response, ridiculing your hole and pushing two fingers inside.

“you’re…so wet.” He thickly swallows, holding your hips still as he pushes them in and out.

Taking his fingers out you for good he’s hard, using the wetness he collected on his fingers to lube himself up. It not only made his cock strain but it made him twitch in anticipation. Pushing yourself up, he lines himself up with your hole. Resting your hands on his shoulders and sliding down, you stretch out as you sit inch by delicious inch.

“m’slow, baby…slowly.” He lets out in a labored breath, the silhouette of his head leaning back on the headboard. He is always horny, he just controls himself majority of the time. And you, without fail coax him out of his composed nature, turning him into a man with instincts once he gets you alone.

“oh..fuck.” Your breath shudders, hips rocking against him. This is all he wants. You on top of him, moaning and cursing from the pleasure. It makes his night after he spent so many nights cumming in his hand, looking at your sleeping body and wishing it was your cunt. All his anger towards the world disappears when he’s inside you.

Your soft palms move to his hair, so you can pull him closer. Shoving his face in your breasts. Shrieks leaving your vocal cords every other moment when he would push himself into you, deeper than you could ever do without help. He hums, his eyes not leaving yours. Though you could barely stay focused on his eyes, he never stopped looking into yours. Sitting up on the bed as your knees sink in to better hold yourself up, his hand slithers up your back. Making you jerk forward, boxing him in against the headboard and your boobs. Your hands moving from his hair to the headboard.

He mumbles under you and even if you could hear him its just incoherent nonsense he spurs out when he’s pussy drunk. His mouth latching on your nipple and sucking, all the while he is thrusting into you at a shattering pace. You can’t help but roll your eyes, moaning with no restraint.

You try to laugh at how much he’s enjoying this but your face twists at the pulls and pinches happening in your cervix. Breathing his name lowly as you cry out for him.

“bruce, hm’..” Your nails scratch visible marks into the wooden board as you slam yourself down to his balls, squeezing tightly on his cock, relieving yourself. His grip on your hip tightened as he moans, your warmth, sounds and ability of your body overwhelming him. Flipping you feverishly, he huffs over you, a surprised high pitched hum leaving your lips. Hands digging into his shoulder as he rolls his hips into you, then snapping them harshly beginning a rogue pace. Moving one hand to the top of the headboard, you use it as a cushion for your head as you body gets pushed upward.

“hah…my- my head.” Words totally escape you. He grunts, gripping the backs of your thighs and moving you both lower on the bed.

“you’re…” he starts, “so fuckin’..” in between, “pretty..” every thrust. “oh my god-” The moonlight illuminates his shadowy figure nicely, you watch as he roughly grips at his roots. Grabbing one of your ankles, you jump at the suddenness of it but melt into it as he rests it on his shoulder. Doing the same to your other leg. Stopping his rhythm completely.

“what’s wrong..?” You squeak at the pull in your legs, a bit of shuffling going on.

“nothin’…hmph..oh.” He says abruptly starting again, purposely putting all of his body weight on you to mush you into a mating press. Now babble was leaving your lips, a mix of no’s and yes’s, stuttering and stumbling over simple words and most of all whining. So much whining, and sharp breaths.

“yes, m’little wife,” you deliriously smile at the name.

“sorry…sorry..sorry, please! fuck.” you shout mindlessly, your nails finding the nearest pillow to dig into.

“who’s my little wife,” he sighs, grinding into you.

“no..o-oh my..fuck!” you put one hand against his chest, your lungs burning from the strain and gummy walls aching around him.

“don’t make me ask again..” he mutters in your ear, enjoying you cracking under the intensity.

“please…” you beg him, “it’s me-” you recite, giving in, “fuck! it’s me,” you gasp.

“say it” he bathes in your hiss of pain when he bites lightly into your neck.

“i’m your little wife!” your leg shakes against his head and you couldn’t be more ignorant to the pain, “your wife,” you cried out, “just your wife!” to the top of your exhausted lungs.

“..’m gonna cum-“ he rasps, slamming into you, over and over. Whining and letting all the slutty noises leave his lips. Only focused on getting off. Opening your mouth to intake more air, your labored breathing fills the air along with your skin clapping together in applause and his cute whining. Your chest heating up at your bodies moving the bed back and forth. His intimate and broken moans being the start of the end to his barbaric speed. The strength of his strokes increasing.

“ah..oh..shit,” he recites in a chant, swallowing his access spit. His hips sputtering to a stop as a line of curses leave his lips. Hot fluid burning the insides of your body, shooting into you, moaning lowly at the feeling of his hot semen in your cunt. Heavy breathing mixing together in a song of sex. Looking down at your spent body, he takes in your fucked out look. He knows it hasn’t been long but by the looks of it, you won’t last another round. Lifting up off of you, he gives both your legs a rest as he places them down gently at either side of him. Keeping his hands on your thighs to feel the violent shake.

“y-you ass-h-hole.” you hate when you stutter but you honestly couldn’t help it.

Your hands go limp at your sides as you relax, hesitantly reaching down to feel his cum leaking out your plugged pussy and a wet spot on the bed. You’re too surprised and caught up in the fact that you squirted and didn’t notice that he dipped off the bed.

“you okay?” he asks, coming back, wiping your inner thighs and legs. Humming to him, you smile in content. Rolling you on your side, he spoons you.

“Isn’t the bed wet.” you croak and he shakes his head, telling you it was is shirt that’s wet. Lying in the pillows, your eyelids shut as a loud yawn escapes your lips. The exhaustion in your body not helping you ignore the immense butterflies swirling in your abdomen as he rocks you to sleep.

The burn of the morning sun shocks you out your slumber, rolling into open arms, you mush your head into his shoulder. Deep chuckles rumbling his chest as he ruffles the sheets, shielding you beneath his pile of flesh.

“mornin’..” he slurs, his head pounding from the night before.

“good morning.” you bathe in his raspy morning voice, eating up the way his eyes identify all your facial features from the curves and creases of your lips to each darling hair of your eyebrows as if they’ve changed overnight.

Tilting your head up, you force your eyes open, blinking a few times to clear the blur and find his lips. Once, twice, thrice and smiling into the last one.

“how’s your legs.” he smirks at your unamused face, already knowing the answer to his teasing statement.

“you must get off from getting a rise out of me.”

A/n : I literally can’t stop taking huge breaks and its so bad. I’m changing up my formatting for my works if you couldn’t tell. I also might be publishing a Brahms story but then again who knows…

more of my writing

#fanfiction #black fanfiction #y/n #black y/n #black girls matter #black girl magic #black women #smut #dc smut #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne x black female reader #bruce wayne x you #bruce wayne x fem!reader #bruce wayne #bruce wayne x y/n #batman x reader #batman x black!reader #batman #rich men in fiction #mmmm yes #fuck yes #yesdaddy

[quetzii]

Body type headcanons brrr

I think ppl should draw Alador with belly, hairy and- and- and,,,,,

Also, male seahorse Alador propaganda brr

That man was the pregnant one and you can't change my mind

#the owl house #toh #alador blight #darius deamonne #toh alador #toh darius #aladarius #darius x alador #toh headcanon #headcanon #fake body #yeah mpreg propaganda #mmmm i love hairy women

[humdinky]

#college #women in stem #science #microbiology #biology #bacteria #s pyogenes #laboratory #its such a yummy color #mmmm cherry #the delusions are delusioning

[plaguechyld]

The fucking urge to just… kiss a girl.. then kiss her neck, then her collarbone, then start nibbling on her skin because she tastes like her perfume smells.. Then when she’s squirming slightly kissing her chest and making sure to lavish attention on her breasts because they’re pretty and she needs to know 🤷‍♀️

Trailing wet kisses down her chest to her belly and thighs… picking her legs up and moving them over my shoulders so I can nibble and kiss at the sensitive inner skin because she needs to know that I love that part of her too. I’ll kiss her wrists, her shoulders, flip her around so I can mark her back with pretty wings because she’s literally an Angel.

Even better when I praise her too. Like yes honey, you’re gorgeous, yes honey you’re doing amazing for me. I just want to kiss a woman all over oh my god. Like I wanna just worship her body but not in a sexual way, but if she’s holding onto me and pushing my thighs between her own then I won’t refuse. 🤷‍♀️

#god I need fucking help #I love women #literally I love them so much #they’re all queens #lesbian as fuck #mmmm women

[aggressivedaikons]

tfp oplita is literally just "me and the bad bitch i pulled by being autistic" change my mind

#ok but tfp prime so autistic #and orion pax ABSOLUTLEY #i love them both babiesssd mmmm he needs a hug #and Elita??? MMMM WOMEN #SHE FINE LIKE DAYUM 🤭 #emotionally confused and repressed big boi meets small angry girlboss gremlin who only had him for half a day #and if anything bad happened to him she'd kill everyone in the room and than herself #tfp #optimus #oplita #tfp optimus prime #optimus x elita #elita one

[mlady-magnolia]

“It’s dinner time.”

Ilsalanna ft. that one scene from Fast and Furious Presents: Hobbs & Shaw

#mmmm the homoerotic tension of two women trying to kill each other #ilsa faust #alanna mitsopolis #white widow #mission impossible #mission: impossible #ilsalanna #tw gun #art #magnolia draws

[starz2glitchy]

ya know, i told myself that i wouldn’t get a crush on fortnite skins again,,.. then came along sunspot and montague,.,,

#mmmm pretty men #fortnite #sunspot fortnite #montague fortnite #i love fictional men #and women #:3

[yurimartyr]

there are so many beautiful things in the world... most of them are or include women

#whore's bible #lesbian #mmmm.... #women #i love women #and girls #and non-birls

[snail-speed]

Just finished watching hbomberguy's new video.

Honestly I'm surprised there's not more irate Tumblr posts that graze my dash about how this one guy that posed himself as a pillar of the queer community in YouTube can't help himself and slips in misogyny, biphobia and transphobia in between all the plagiarism of his videos.

#so many biphobes claim bi people are the closest to cisheteronormativity but uh #making up straight women up in your mind to get mad at #implying a bi woman isn't queer enough #and misgendering trans people for being AFAB #mmmm yummy homonationalism

[goldiredstan]

I won't cry for you

I won't crucify the things you do

(X)

I come back. I post vaguely homoerotic art of my crackship. I leave.

#j's posts #the land of stories #Ezmia #Morina #mmmm i love evil women ♥️

[corpseroadking]

making trans girl designs of the raven boys is really just an excuse to draw girls kissing

#prior to my fixation on trc i would maybe choose to draw one guy for ever 12 women id draw #so ig thanks trc for making me diversify but mmmm im gonna draw GIRLS. KISSING. #also t4t #the world is beautiful #art allows u to do anything #peace and love on planet earth + tgirls kissing etc. etc. #🕯️

[dialux]

Haleth of the Haladin

Women of the Elves, 5/?

[Written for @finweanladiesweek​, Day 5 (Ladies who married in)]

...

Haleth of the Haladin was the second child and eldest daughter of Chief Haldad. When the Haladin’s dwellings were attacked by orcs and both her twin brother and father were slain, Haleth led the remaining defiance of her people for seven days as the orcs laid siege to the encampment. She and her people survived only by the abrupt arrival of Caranthir, Elf-lord of Thargelion, with elven reinforcements.

Impressed with Haleth’s bravery and sharp tongue, Caranthir offered her land and protection; Haleth, proud and unbending, refused to swear him fealty. But she did make use of the food he offered and ensured his supplies reached her healers. When he offered her lovely silver ribbons that could disguise the ugly scar crossing Haleth’s throat—a wound she suffered by the orcs that had killed her father and brother—Haleth instead braided them into her hair, and announced her pride in her own beauty before both their people in a speech so fiery Caranthir later described it as akin to his father, the famed elf-king Feanor.

She and her people stayed in Thargelion for a year after that, making use of the time to recover from the wounds and learn more of the lords that lived further west. During that time, the initial discomfort and dislike that festered between Haleth and Caranthir faded, replaced first by a mutual regard for each other’s leadership, then a tender affection, and finally a deep and abiding love.

But Haleth refused to let another lead her people; she was of the line of Haldad, and had won great renown among her people for her defiance of the orcs. They had asked Haleth to lead them, and so she would until she could not any longer. She would not abandon her duty. Caranthir railed at her implacable nature—they fought, long and hard, until finally Haleth commanded him to leave her and her people, and led them all away to first Finrod’s lands near Nargothrond, then Thingol’s lands in the Forest of Brethil.

Eventually, Caranthir came to her and begged forgiveness. Haleth, who had never thought to see him again, wedded him that night in the way of his people—she bore twins that spring, and named them Hileth and Hilin, after the holly trees they were conceived beneath. Caranthir was never named their father.

Haleth died in peace, embraced by the nephew she raised herself, the twin daughters she loved so dearly, and the husband she had never named. The Haladin raised a monument to her after her death under her daughter's direction they called the Haudh-en-Arwen, and planted flowers that shone silver under the moonlight. The flowers were the same color as the ribbons that Caranthir had once gifted to her, and the crown she had fashioned of them.

After the death of Haleth’s nephew Haldan, who became chief after her, Haleth’s daughter, Hileth, became chief of the Haladin; her daughter Helcith wedded Halmir, Haldan’s son, and led the Haladin with her husband during the Dagor Bragollach. Haleth’s second daughter, Hilin, led the defence of the Haladin after Sirion fell. Through their valor, the Haladin survived many of the cruelest events of the latter First Age.

#haleth #caranthir #tolkien ladies #silmarillion #women of the elves #my writing #my edits #mmmm most romance ever.

[choke-me-and-call-me-baby]

Got creampied in the work parking lot last night. Oops 😬 😅

#my post #women like sex too #me #personal #oops #thank you daddy #mmmm #wasn’t supposed to but daddy wanted to fill me #and what daddy wants daddy gets

[iwillgotoheaven]

i have weird feelings towards the concept of pick me girls , mostly bc its like , a shamefull thing right? but sometimes it feels like what people are shaming are not the rejection of connecting with women but shaming them for doing the wrong things to attract men, like pick me girls are made fun of bc they'll say they like video games or football to get a guys attention and to other women this subconsciously reads as wrong and a facade but they hide behind being a 'girls girl' when they are making fun of this failure of womanhood. A girls girl preforms feminity and claims its forthemselves and of their own interest but ultimately aligns with the ideals of the patriarchy where as a pick me girl rejects the identity of the women around her and ends up unaligning herself with certain patriarchal ideals. And while rejecting the women around her is harmful, a pick me girl will be made fun of more for her lack of femininity more than anything else

#idk #rambles #i just keep on getting tiktoks and they weirdly get more and more like booooo women who dont like makeup and glitter and dresses #and less boowomen who shame women #also like a girls girl could not handle being around like a butch lesbian #i just have alot of feelings bc while i do xare for women girls girl is a conceot that im like mmmm #is this really about feminism or are you repacking patriarchal ideas of womenhood for the modern woman?