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I feel like fantasy lesbian aus are so repetitive with their characters appearances. Where is the charming vampire butch and the intimidating warewolf femme? The courtly butch prince and the loyal femme knight? The etherial butch elf and the femme orc? We need to step up our game...

I feel like fantasy lesbian aus are so repetitive with their characters appearances. Where is the charming vampire butch and the intimidating warewolf femme? The courtly butch prince and the loyal femme knight? The etherial butch elf and the femme orc? We need to step up our game...

*banging pots and pans together* WERE-WOLF GIRL-FRIEND WERE-WOLF GIRL-FRIEND WERE-WOLF GIRL-FRI—

okay but hear me out‼️ werewolf gf who is obsessed with making you smell just like her so:

-she “accidentally” ripped your nicest sweater at the last full moon so oops now you have to wear hers all the time (that sweater was old and itchy anyway, hers is so much nicer)

-she will hug you at any given time, especially if it’s from behind and she gets to fully wrap her arms around you and squeeeeze while she rubs her face against your shoulder and mumbles about how warm and soft you are

-she again “accidentally” (she’s so clumsy) will fall into sitting in your lap because she’s cold and full moons make her jittery and so what if she wants to grind a bit that’s just how it when she knows you’re going out with friends later and she physically needs everyone you encounter to know you belong to each other <3 she does this every month and you secretly love how adorably possessive she gets, and she loves the same about you

-she eats you out with a damn vengeance because she’s convinced if she does it well enough she can make you smell just like her mating pheromones (you haven’t the heart to tell her that’s…not exactly how humans work, but you also totally aren’t going to stop her from trying)

-she spritzes you with her perfume every morning before you both head out for the day, just so you can get her scent and smile whenever the day gets tough

✨werewolf gf✨

there’s something that’s incredible about the intersectionality and flexibility of werewolves as metaphor.

anger issues? werewolf. intrusive thoughts? werewolf. unresolved trauma? werewolf. rejection by society? werewolf. autism? werewolf. transgenderism? werewolf. queer expression of any sort? werewolf. plurality? werewolf. dissociation? werewolf. repression of any sort? werewolf. abuse cycles? werewolf. emotion so strong it physically changes you? werewolf!!!

really doing it all

strap sucking but I’m a hopeless romantic:

I’m feeling lazy tonight.

It’s raining hard outside, spattering the windows so loudly that I almost can’t hear you hum that little tune from our bed. Except I can. And it still makes me smile despite the fact it’s absolutely going to get stuck in my head tomorrow. It’s from an ad or something that was on during our rainy day movie night earlier.

We didn’t really focus on the movie, but I didn’t complain. I’m not complaining now, because I still have the strap on under my shorts and it’s still wet from you and I. I can feel how your eyes are burning into my back. I smile at that. You’ve never been very subtle in letting me know you want me, have you, babe? But I wouldn’t have it any other way. I shift in my chair and set down my book, stretching out from the desk with a sigh as I turn to face you.

You’re staring.

Another night, I might’ve kept you staring.

Tonight though, I want more than your gaze. So, I let my knees fall open and I can’t help but chuckle at how your eyes snap immediately to the lithe bulge in my shorts. I sigh and slide a hand down to where you’re so deftly staring. It takes one heated moment of eye contact before you’re on your knees in front of me with your hands in my waistband. My mind tunes out the rain outside in favour of watching you pull the strap free. You’re gentle with it, like always, like it really is part of my body. It’s times like this I wish it was, but it’s just as enthralling this way too.

You press your lips to the tip. A little peck. Saying hello again. Then you’re opening your mouth and taking me almost halfway. A shudder of pure bliss runs through me and I sag a little in the chair. You start to move in earnest and it’s me who gets squirmy about it. I’m grateful for your hands on my thighs. Falling off the chair while you’re sucking my strap is not something I want to repeat. Unless it makes us both laugh again.

Our room quickly becomes slick sounds of your mouth working—your tongue too—and I know if my eyes were open I’d see how your cheeks hollow a little when your lips hit the base. You pull back to start again and now I meet your eyes and smile. It’s a symphony of senses, and I’m basking in it all. You’ll take your time, there’s no rush.

I’m in good hands, all here for you to use for however long you like. <3

yeah I’m evil and PROUD 😤 (uses microsoft word in dark mode)

tonight I’m thinking about getting on a girl’s nerves so much she shuts me gladly tf up by sitting on my face

Maybe I’ve been teasing her too long about something and she’s had enough, maybe she just needs to take out some frustrations from her long day. Either way as soon as her hand’s around my throat I know exactly how this is going to go. And I can’t help but smile for it.

She pushes me onto my back and straddles my face and as soon as she starts grinding her cunt into my mouth it feels like heaven. She’s already so fucking wet, already dripping down my chin, and like she senses I’m about to tease her for it she doubles down and huffs don’t you fucking dare or I won’t let you cum for a month.

I give her a little salute and anchor my hands on her ass—any other day that normally drives her wild—but she grabs my hands and pins them above my head.

Stay still or I stop and neither of us gets what we want. You’re not even going to move a pretty finger to touch yourself either, okay?

I can’t really nod, so I do the next best thing and hum my agreement against her cunt. The vibrations make her squirm and I smirk at seeing her fight a moan in favour of keeping the stern tone we both love. She continues rutting into my mouth, drawing every ounce of pleasure she can from me. Every angle, every slow grind, every frantic thrust. From my vantage point I get to see all of her expressions in ecstasy as she works herself to the edge.

When she cums it’s with a broken moan that’s loud enough I know we’ll be getting some neighbour complaints again. As she twitches I pull a hand free and stroke her hip bone with my thumb. The touch is grounding, I know, and as she rides out her orgasm she doubles and threads her fingers through my hair in a mirrored gesture. She hauls herself off my face and I take a moment to catch my breath. Her eyes flick to me and I grin breathlessly. I have to look a sight—naked from the waist up and shining with her cum and there’s probably a tomato stain on my boxers from the shrek pizza we made last night—but she stares like I’m something wondrous. Then her eyebrows furrow and I get a millisecond to think fuck I’m in trouble before she has me face down in the duvet with my boxers out of the picture. I’m completely bare to her, and she trails her fingers around my cunt, chuckling at the state she’s reduced me to.

A calculating fingertip circles my clit and her voice reaches me as her other hand squeezes at my ass. Payback, bitch. You like running that mouth so much I’m going to make you scream yourself hoarse.

[writing some morally dubious smut] hmmm is this TOO dubious or just dubious enough

oh wise lesbians and sage sapphics of tumblr dot com, lend me thine ears.

I am thinking of writing some lesbian smut (revolutionary, i know). I have some ideas of my own, but if y’all have any ideas or want to see something specific drop them in the comments or let me know!

I don’t know if you’re still looking for smut topic suggestions but I think the possibility of getting caught is always hot. Or since you posted about a relationship between switches maybe a little out dom-ing each. (I don’t know if this is what you were looking for, if not ignore 🙈)

anon i need you to know I’m taking notes rn you’re a genius 🫡

I'm glad you liked my suggestions! I love idea of competition to make the other be loud but also trying to stay quiet. Some other thoughts... any kind of power d/s dynamic is, in my opinion, always a fun read. Including like guided fucking/masturbation (both the dom guiding the sub on touching themself and touching the dom).

(also I forgot to say in my last ask, they/them, afab enby, 33. If that's too much of an age difference please tell me I don't want to be a creep)

more top tier suggestions anon 😩 ugh I love anything guided it’s soooo GOOD. something about giving up your own control to the whims of someone else’s just,,,whew

(thanks for letting me know! that’s not creepy at all, you’re okay!)

writers have two moods:

guess which one I am rn

writing the most heinous lesbian smut 🤝 writing it in a café in the corner with the brightness turned waaaaay down

I might have a ye olde snippet to share from this soon we shall see 👀

writing the most heinous lesbian smut 🤝 writing it in a café in the corner with the brightness turned waaaaay down

tfw you tease your hookup so much that she has to pin you to her car to get off 🫡

teeny snippet from a wip I’m wipping rn because I crave validation and I’m shameless about it what who said that UH ANYWAY—