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Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.

have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.

and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.

black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.

if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.

This is Juneteenth.

service butch THROUGH AND FUCKING THROUGH

will apologise in fights even if she's not at fault because she can't sleep without cuddles anymore, she gets nightmares 🙁

likes being held but will never say it out loud

adores how you look draped in her poncho

EVEN MORE CUDDLES

carries you from the couch to the bedroom after you fall asleep on movie nights

massages your feet

will exchange shoes with you if your heels hurt your feet

tries to get you to workout with her because in her nightmares you're always getting attacked by goons and you're defenseless

gets you flowers, but the bouquet is always messy because she doesn't know which ones to get you

if you get a minor splinter, she'll put you in a cast

can i do lgbt?? girl ofc thats my home !! thank you for loving my ghost work, i enjoyed making it !!

in which, girlfriendvi! shows you just how pretty you are.

“mama, look at me,” she mumbled into your ear, your body shuddering softly as you obeyed.

you both were laid out on the bed, vi at the head of the bed.

you were on top of her, her hand wrapped around your throat.

you were looking at her alright, from the mirror on the ceiling above the bed.

why were you here?

you had gone to the doctor’s today. it was a standard physical, but the weighing section had really gotten to you.

you had always struggled with your weight, so the change has shifted your mood all day.

vi has tried everything. gifts, reassuring words, and cooking (probably a bad idea, she knows).

this was her last resort, stripping you and making you look at your body.

“see, baby? look at that body…” she cooed, rubbing your oiled clit nice and slow. she had oiled you down before getting on the bed.

when you looked away she smacked your clit, making up jolt. “‘m sorry!” you moaned brokenly, buckling up towards her fingers.

“you’re so beautiful, i need you to see that.” she demanded, keeping your legs spread and running a finger through your slit.

“i see it, vi, just let me cum!” you whined, feeling another slap to your clit. “don’t raise your voice at me, mama.”

tears fell from your cheek, body trembling. “mommy, i see it, i swear!”

“do you? these titties pretty?” she asked, pinching at your nipples. “yes, mommy,” you panted.

“these thighs pretty?” she asked, rubbing on your creamy thighs. “yes, mommy,”

“this pussy pretty?” vi asked, sliding two fingers in and thrusting your sloppy, wet hole.

your back arched, mouth parting in an o. “y-yes! yes! i’m pretty!”

“good girl…” she smirked, awaking the small vibrator and pressing it to your clit.

her hand worked at the same pace, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

you squirmed, not being able to handle the overstimulation. “fuck! violet! t-too much!” your orgasm came crashing down, silent screams filling the room.

vi swiped the vibrator back and forth, watching you squirt all over the sheets. your eyes rolled back, legs flailing.

she worked you through it, watching you.

when you finally rested she turned the vibrator off, pulling her fingers out, sucking them clean. “mmh, ya pussy even tastes pretty.”

she hummed, kissing the side of your face. vi turned you on your side, spooning you.

“y’know it’s true, right? no matter if you lose or gain a few pounds. you’re still beautiful, okay?”

you nodded, blushing softly and kissing her forehead.

“yes, vi. i know.”

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