Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii

blue prince's "swim bird" is surprisingly hard-hitting for being an in-universe fictional children's book

cannot stress enough that this is the end of the book. there isn't a hopeful self-discovery arc or whatever afterwards

I had suspected this game was a metaphore for a while now, this just confirmed it for me.

there's literally nothing better than cumming on a girl's face. making her prettier. covering her in your sheer lust and desire and adoration

cumming on her tits comes close though

Wouldn't it be sooo cute if I trained you to like nipple stimulation when you cum? Over and over, even when it's a little sore, until you start to accept and enjoy it? And then eventually you realize you can't finish without it? And you have to start begging for me to play with them if you wanna finish? Until eventually you realize you can cum without touching yourself at all as long as those cute nipples are getting teased and played with or tugged on and smacked and rubbed? And then one day, you feel that sinking shock, maybe even horror, once you realize I've trained you out of touching yourself completely and all you want now is nipple play, and you don't even know when it happened? Wouldn't that be so cute 🥰

god i’d fucking kill to be touched properly. i need someone to need me so bad they can’t hold themselves back. i need to be grabbed in a way that doesn’t let me doubt that you want me. throw me around. bruise me. make me feel desired for something other than what i can provide for you. fuck.

it is very inch resting to me the way people interpret this post. seeing the clear dichotomy between the people who read it as a totally normal horny post and the people who Get It

reminder to all disabled people that you’re allowed to tell people “i can’t do that” about stuff you can ‘technically’ do but which harms you or requires a period of recovery or preparatory rest etc. you don’t have to explain the complex nuances of your condition to anybody who demands it. i’ve found it’s honestly better to give the least amount of info about your symptoms unless you trust a person a lot. you hold the power over your health information. you choose whether or not to share the details of your condition with people who might not understand.

Last time I visited my gf I "charged" her ten kisses for something, and she straddled me, pulled me in and started making out with me for like 15 seconds before pulling back and saying "one" and I didnt even have time to fully process the implications before she was back in for the second kiss and uh... well I dont remember much of the next 10 minutes other than an overwhelming sense of happiness and my face burning red >/////<

Being told what to do is great because then you know what to do

in case anyone was wondering, sweaty transfem butthole is the only important thing in the world

throating it once or twice never hurt a friendship

happy zenquish everyone