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happy pride to the gay people in my computer <3

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this job market is a fucking nightmare
"OR WOMEN IN GENERAL"???? HELLO
Reblog to bully people who don't like female characters or women in general off the internet.
A comic adaptation of Zoe Leonardâs âI want a dyke for presidentâ (1992)Â
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we tipped her well dw. best waitress ever đ

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a lot of boobie artists are really not very good at drawing how breasts actually lay when one is bare chested so it always looks like their nudie gals are wearing invisible bras. FAKE FANS!
apple family dinner for a lineart exercise
She's mentally ill but her tits are amazing

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KICK THE CAN!
Letâs play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13œ years now
And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!
proclaiming we're in a lesbian music renaissance NOW thanks to artists like Billie Eilish, Chapell Roan, Fletcher, Phoebe Bridgers, Dove Cameron and Renee Rapp is qWHITE interesting to me (dgmw I like those artists but)........... people are acting like Janelle Monae, Victoria Monet, Hayley Kiyoko, Arlo Parks, Halsey, Kehlani, Syd, Dua Saleh, Raveena, Kelela, and even Megan Thee Stallion haven't been CONSISTENTLY making music about loving women and eating pussy for well over a decade. is it only a "sapphic music renaissance" when white lesbians and queer women do it?
I MADE YOU ALL A PLAYLIST. HERE'S THE LINK đ
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and itâs not to watch the shoppers. See, we canât actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didnât exist in my household. Itâs normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
âWhat the hell, Iâll take another,â says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. Heâs not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. Heâs not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadnât spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldnât have spent any. I go home. I donât own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.Â
Iâm not worth the cost of a watch.
i wrote this while i was working at orlandoâs walt disney world parks.
i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.
as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.
disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (âcast membersâ) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even âfaceâ characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.
at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.
i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.
i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.
we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.
Idk who needs to here this but if you're white you don't need to always speak your opinion. It's actually 100x more respectful to shut the fuck up when it's about a community or experience you have never and will not understand nor experience. I know social media has taught you you need to comment your 2 cents on everything but people of color aren't thrilled to see another white persons opinion on racism. Learn to be quiet.

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my femdom monsterfucker demo is now done! I'M FREEEE
if you wanna learn more about it / download it, it's here on itch.io!
features:
nameable fem mc (default is mercedes!)
14,000+ words
5 nonhuman guys to meet (+1 monster bestie)
a fun li'l dressup minigame
enjoy đ«¶đœ (any bugs you catch, just inbox me or comment on my devlog on itch!)
been a week since itchio deindexed STRAPPED and thousands of other NSFW games.. đ meaning, my game still exists, but it is unsearchable. it can only be found by linking, like above.
i've tried taking all the nsfw tags/keywords off of the game's page but uh. to no avail. as a super kinky game about a magical strap on is a bit hard to make sfw. đźâđš
well! if you wanna support a black female nsfw game dev, a share does wonders đ«¶đœ
NSFW Acronym - GHOST
simon âghostâ riley x fem! BLACK chubby reader
content: spanking, punishment, somnophilia, multiple orgasms, fingering, overstimulation, teasing, choking, cummed on, self-inflicted cock warming,
a/n: decided to do something a different on my page for once. and post COD MW2 stuff lol.
moots tag: @nifniffy
G - GROPING
Itâs been too long since Ghost has been on leave. Being the girlfriend of someone in a PMC had its perks.
But it also had its downfalls. You couldnât see him as often as you would liked.
So you always sent him pictures.
It started off that way with lingerie in his favorite color, making sure it clung onto your melanin skin. Sometimes you would even wear restraints, wishing that he was the one who put them on you.
And Ghost pops a boner each time. You can tell by the timing it takes for him to respond.
Finally he comes home to your adoring face, he instantly wraps you for an embrace, hands wandering over your backside as he grabbed a globe of your ass. He rubbed it, kneaded it like it was soft dough, it had you leaking and yearning for more. Those same coarse, heavy-weighted hands traveled up your waistline, getting a taste of your love handles.
âMiss me?â
You had the gall to ask with Ghost staring down at you deadpan like he couldnât fathom that you asked him that ridiculous question.
âYou got nerve askinâ me that.â
You lifted his mask up to see a slanted jawline and chapped lips from the many times heâs bit them absentmindedly. The stubble curved around his pink lips, making them more appetizing to taste.
âThat a yes then?â
And you jumped at the chance, standing on your toes to try and peck his lips but it was unsuccessful. But even a mission can fail successfully as he bridged the distance, lips brushing against yours. Yet the feeling of his chapped lips was enough to make your lips tickle and pull out a laugh from you.
Again, the nerve of you. Cheeky ass.
So he picked you up effortlessly, carrying you over his shoulder like a mad man and had you in the bed in no time.
H - Humiliation
Immediately you were found with a fat slap to your ass burning your melanated skin, holding back a whimper as you fell on the bed with a plush landing.
And you knew you pushed his buttons when his still masked eyes bored into yours. And in no time, he flipped you over. Ass up, face down.
âWait, babeââ
But he didnât listen as he gave you a bruising slap, rippling your skin and your cunt throb so much from the impact.
âShut it. Think you said quite enough.â
He ripped your bottoms off like it was nothing, showing that glistening, pink-chocolate cunt that had a lot of white filling dripping out of it.
Another smack. That got you to bury your face into the sheets.
âMiss my dick that fucking much?â
He uttered in your ear, coarse long fingers cupping your wetness, teasing. Playing around like you did with him all those times.
And you come back every time.
âAnswer me.â
Another. Stinging and unwavering with your cunt watering.
âYesâŠâ Low.
CRACK!
That wasnât satisfactory for him.
âYES!â
A whimper into the sheets along with slickness and the blonde was satisfied.
âI missed your dickâŠmmghh.â
And Ghost got a kick out that.
ââŠletâs test that.â
And you knew damn well that you were in for it.
It started with two fingers, pressing deep inside pink chocolate with an easy glide that shook even the devil with a loud squelch.
Embarrassing. But Simon relished in it, curving his hefty digits to try and graze your cervix.
And he knew he found it when it brushed against a rounded surface, your eyes fluttered shut and your fists balled at the sheets to make sure you werenât going to suck his whole hand in.
âSuck my whole hand in, why donât you?â
A dry joke as he added another, now thrusting back and forth already at a relentless pace, not letting up.
âAhhhmmphhhfuck!â
Drool coated the sheets and even more slick dripped onto his hand from how brutal he was, shoving a fourth finger in made you see stars and squirt so quickly onto his hands.
He drags his fingers out antagonistically slow, seeing how your juices flowed out. And even after he took his digits out, you squirted more on the bed, trying to catch your breath, shaking.
But he didnât let you rest, shoving his four fingers deep inside your cunt with no break, trying to ring another squirt out of you.
âWaitâŠwait, babeââ
That got him to scoff. He was not listening. Not this time. He wanted you dripping and ready before he can slide his thick cock inside that soppy chocolate. Dick was itching for it. And feeling how wet and tight you are around his digits got him going. But then he sees a pink vibrator on the nightstand where he usually sleeps. His pillow smushed and spot warm.
âGot your rocks off?â
He picked up the vibrator, rubbing the plastic surface on your cunt before he turned it on the highest setting and placed it right on your clit.
âLetâs see how long it takes for you to buckle.â
He added more pressure, the vibrations shooting through you like something unholy. Satan would have a field day with you since Godâs eyes couldnât condone such behavior.
You scrambled for purchase, legs caving in from him trying to ring an orgasm from you this time.
âKeep âem up. I know you betâah than that.â
He commanded, coarse hand slapping against bare skin again to get you up as he plunged his fingers back into your cunt again.
Clit now bullied. Cunt being bullied. The rack of pleasure only increased ten-fold by the dozen.
O - Overstimulation
By the end of it, the bed was riddled with your secretion, heavy pants and shaking for him. Hairy black pussy soaked and clenching around nothing with your body unable to garner any energy to lift up if you tried.
But Simon wasnât letting up.
Prying a cheek apart to see your cute holes twitching, begging him to plug that leaky faucet.
But just to make you suffer more, He switches the vibrator to the highest setting and whispered in your ear,
âNow hold that still on your nub.â
He gestured right back to your swollen, twitching clit antagonistically slow. Hearing your soft, half-hearted protests only made his dick throb. With a lopsided grasp and sway of your hips, you obeyed. Barely. Your energy was fraying slowly from cumming twice back to back. This was bordering to be torture.
âMmmghâŠâ
A pathetic whimper leaves your lips as the blonde spread your pussy lips apart to see how shaky and wet you were under the vibratorâs pressure and demand. His last action before he licked a fat, sloppy and nasty thick stripe, tasting sweet chocolate and mesmerizing honey.
âFucking hell, shitâs all ripe and sweet.â
Another smack, burying his face into sweetness, smelling your scent. FuckâŠyou smelled delicious. Like the forbidden fruit that God told Adam and Eve not to eat.
Well fuck that. He was eating. After sending that picture a few days ago with your hairy cunt being filled with a dildo, captioned âWish it was you <3â, the barracks were less of a priority and more of an after thought.
âKeep that shit on.â
Mustâve knew that you were struggling to keep it up with your legs buckling from another impeding orgasm. Stubble brushing against your ass.
S - Somnophilia
Tiring you out, you passed out under exhaustion from cumming back to back, your mind needing the space to readjust.
But even thenâŠhe didnât stop.
He pushed your folds aside, plush skin rippling under your fingers as you still stayed on your hands and knees, pried open and ready for him to slide in.
And he did. His pants were on the floor not long after, the sweat trickling down his skin from holding back and itching to to get a taste of your soft wetness after months on leave.
And those pictures made it no better.
His angry red tip etched with a vein on the shaft, his mask now fully off and only stayed on his forehead as he tries to catch his breath.
It was getting a little hard to do that.
He slicks his tip on your wet cunt, making it easier to slip right in with a glide.
And you took him real easy.
In no time, he buried him inside, balls pressing against your ass with unwavering conviction that he had to make sure he didnât bust right then and there.
A slow drag out, but you gripped into him so tight, not trying to let go.
He did not need to cum in you right nowâŠso he took his dick out and rested it right on your ass.
âFucking cunt wouldnât let me goâŠâ
A soft few pats on your ass before diving back in, bottoming out immediately and fucking sloppy, pink chocolate.
âLet me not bust quick.â
He grumbled, trying to pace himself.
T - Teasing
But it was no use.
The bed was shaking under his weight, rickety and too noisy that it made you wake up. Already your soft whimpers got more louder the more you stir.
He lifted you up with ease to hold you closer, strong arms enveloping your body as he fucked you harder. The harsh slap against skin with your soft curves was enough to drive him home.
It was embarrassing to acknowledge that it didnât take much time for him to cum. With a cradle, he pulls his dick out to cum on your back just in time, feral grunts and heaving against you as he presses his raging tip on your ruined cunt.
And now he had the nerve to say,
âAnother round.â
He starts grinding with you shivering from him getting his frustration out on you.
âAnother one.â
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