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Focusing on self improvement so I can treat my future wife right.
- Exercising to open jars and build a home for us.
- Eating right so I can be here, for her, longer.
- Learning to cook and clean to take the worries from her shoulders.
- Collecting hobbies so she'll never have to be bored with me.
- Painting so one day there will be canvases with her all over the walls
- Loving myself so I won't burden her with a self loathing narcissist.
- Teaching myself patience because I know I'll have to wait to find you.
I may not know you yet, my dear, but I promise that I've loved you always. đź’•
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Official art of Tsumetakute Yawaraka (licensed “Pink Candy Kiss”) by Uozumi Ami
There's nothing to say really. I want a partner... NOW please and ty🩷🪼
"What that mouth do? đź‘…" It kisses girls.
Queer Knight and her Hopeless Lesbian Princess
It drives me crazy that I can outline such an amazing book idea, but I can't just work up the motivation to write it. Like, listen, it's called Daisies in the Ruins, and it's already a play that I wrote, and it's about a lesbian princess who doesn't know she's a lesbian. She's come of age, and her kingdom is in a massive rebellion, and her job is to marry a prince with the biggest and most powerful army. She has two prospects, one is a lovable, dork, who is next in line to be the king of his kingdom. And the other is this douchebag, who is a prince but not the prince who will become king. Obvious choice here people. The only problem? Our lesbian princess (who again doesn't know she's a lesbian) meets our lovable dork's queer female knight. Oooh drama. What will happen next?! No one knows because I won't just write the damn book.
My ZZZ orientation headcanon's
Belle invited Ellen to the video store as a promoter. But Ellen had no idea what was really waiting for her
Artist: Cursed_Delta
Two cutie lesbian's
Artist: @suimi_esse ( Twitter)
Nothing special. Just two lesbians kissing.
https://x.com/piggylux
The New V Part 2
Uzi finds herself missing V. Wishing she would come back. But be careful of what you wish for! (Post episode 7, Uzi isn't in space anymore, sorry about that.) But this time it's not a cliffhanger.
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"Uzi...?"
"V?!"
An ear-splitting silence rang, and everyone could hear it. The subjects looked at one another."Uzi!" V ran the small distance between them but came to a halt upon seeing her face. A face of fear. Like when they first met.
"Th-This has to be some sick joke.." The purple drone whimpered, "Right?!" She backed away, visor displaying hollowed-out eyes, screen glitching as her voice altered slightly. She had dreamt and longed for V for so long. Why did she now feel like she was living in a nightmare with her presence here?
Uzi shook slightly, wobbly legs slowly carrying her to the direction of the colony bunker, mind racing, and sensors heating up far too quickly for her liking. She looked up at her father, like a small and helpless child. Did he know about this? What about Thad? Or Lizzy? Or J? Wait... no, yeah, J would definitely do this to her.
"Did you do this?" She looked and pointed at J. As the female Disassembly Drone glared with a shake of her head, Uzi began theorising who did this. A long, defeaning silence fell on the group. A tiny crunch of the snow was heard, and V, looking bigger from Uzi's perspective, made her act quickly.
She flinched away the moment she saw V inching closer, who seemed startled at the sudden movement. Realising it was now or never, Uzi took off running as fast as she had come.
♤
Why had she come so quickly in the first place? She thought they found V's remains or some sort of part of her. Maybe a recording of her death. That would've made her calm down more than to see her back and polished. This wasn't the V she thought was there before the elevator fell. That V would be in ruins, not brand-new, and yet, she was there, outside the landing pod.
The hardest thing about this was the fact that Uzi could barely pinpoint how she felt about this, but the easiest way to learn how you feel about something is to understand it clearer.
First thing the next night, she will find J and ask her how V had been seemingly revived. She had to know.
She just had to.Staring upon the ceiling, the purple lights seem to be shining brighter on the photograph above her bed. Standing on her tiptoes, she reached up for it.
It was her and V having their first kiss together right after they came back from camp.
♤
"Come in." The voice drawled, the pod door creaked open. "What do you want?" The drone asked, her hand moved a strand of her bangs to see the one who opened the door.
"Is V here? Not that I really care, y'know I just..." Uzi took a deep breath before repeating the initial question. "Is V here?"
J looked at her, pausing from her writing on the notepad she had equipped on her hands, her expression of seriousness faltering into one of confusion. "Uh, yeah, she's just outside. You must have not noticed her when you went in. How did you not see her?"
"Oh.." Uzi sighed, taking a step backwards, her boot hitting the snow that blanketed the entirety of the planet.
Closing the door after a quick thanks, Uzi looked around the spire, from retracing her steps from the entrance, to craning her neck to look up at the ceiling, to the back, cobwebs in the corners.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
She wasn't there."V..?" Uzi uttered, her voice cracking. Never had she thought to say that name again.Well, she never thought any of this would happen, and yet, here she was!
There was a faint yellow light on the ceiling of the spire, squeezed in at the top. Calling her name out again, the glow blinked.
"V, please! Look, I.. I shouldn't have been so terrified... but you just came out of nowhere! Like, I am here, mourning over your stupid death, then you just pop back in?!" She yelled, stomping on the ground. "Like, who does that? No being eased into it? No evidence you're actually you? Not even an explanation? Nothing? Anything could've helped, but no, you just came back without any sort of heads-up! Just waltz back into my life after sacrificing yourself and an ominous 'Uzi I trust you'? Yeah, sure, whatever! Maybe I was better off without you! I never desperately needed you anyway! I never needed anyone to mess up my feelings! Especially not a fricken murderer! You should've just left! I'd have more peace, you stupid, inconsiderate-"
Silence.
The yellow light began shaking, shivering, and the glow disappeared, similar to eyes closing.
A sigh echoed off the walls, and Uzi's face had guilt written all over it.
"Look... V. I-I'm sorry... really am," She whispered, sitting atop the frigid snow, her voice shaky from the screaming. "and I totally get if you need time to recharge. I'll wait right here for you, the same way you always waited for me when I had my angsty teen outbursts..." she chuckled softly. As her vision dimmed, her eyes closuig slow enough to see the yellow glow opening up again quickly.
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The unfamiliar weight on her left side disappeared, falling instead upon her chest. Looking down, she felt her sensors heating up.
"Hey... V." Uzi smiled, giving her a hug. V's arms wrapped around her, both drones' internal fans working overtime from the sudden warmth threatening to overheat them, mimicking a cat's purr. Both girls were smiling so broadly their cheeks were aching, but it didn't matter.
"Aw…" V's voice came out in a soft laugh. It was nice to hear it again without being deathly afraid of it.
Uzi's eyes hollowed for a split second, remembering what she said to V a few hours prior. Guilt overtook her again, her chest tightening so bad she felt like she was crumpled up.
"Uzi-"
"I'm so sorry. I should've calmed down, I should've just taken control of my emotions, I should've - "
"Hey, hey..." she grazed Uzi's cheek with her hand. Though it was a cold metal, it felt as if it was actively melting it off.
"It's okay."
"I forgive you."
...
One question remained, however. How did V come back polished and new in the first place?
When Uzi voiced her thought to V, she bit her lip, almost as if she was avoiding the question.
"Well, it seemed that Cyn had copies of the Disassembly Drones floating in pods around the exoplanets. This means she can replace us whenever. She must've had us on auto-replacing, though, so whenever we break, a new one will fly here with all the memories we had before."
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"I couldn't have come earlier, I'm so sorry, I couldn't. It was out of my control."
"It's fine. The important thing is that you're back.
"They interlocked fingers that were resting on the snow."It's good to have you back."
The New V PT1
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Uzi finds herself missing V. Wishing she would come back. But be careful of what you wish for! (Post episode 7, Uzi isn't in space anymore, sorry about that.)
Step. Step. Step.
"V! Are you in here?" The light illuminated the pod. Hot pink, digital eyes darted from side to side, taking only a quick glance at the darkness which enveloped the area. "Lizzy who's the friend you're looking for again?" Thad asked curiously. He had heard about this 'friend' for a few hours, the one letter name made her sound like a Disassembly Drone like Uzi's friend.
"V. I brought her to prom a few months ago you dumbass," Lizzy reminded him, "short silver hair, addicted to murder, that sort of girl"
"I really don't think she's here. Don't you think it's time to..."
"Wait shut up, shut up, I hear something outside!" Lizzy bolted outside to see another worker drone she didn't recognise. A question mark was displayed on her screen."Oh, hey Zi!" Thad smiled and waved, sprinting to the purple-haired drone and raising his hand for a high-five. Uzi did nothing, a stoic expression on her screen before she seemed to snap out of it, awkwardly smiling.
"Hi, Thad... Lizzy" she greeted hoarsely.
"Where's V?" The tallest of the drones questioned Uzi before adding on "We've been looking all over the place for her and she isn't responding to my texts!" Her tone was worried, something the both had never seen from her frequently.
"She..." Uzi began, but her voice box stopped. She began whimpering and shaking, barely being able to stand on her two feet.
"Uzi...?" Thad slowly put his hand on his friend's shoulder, but she stepped back and whimpered, as if it were revoking a memory
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Trudging through the thick snow that blanketed the ground with his arm carefully around her shoulders to help stabilise her, Thad was walking with Uzi, hearing taps and clicks from Lizzy, who was frantically texting as fast as her metal fingers could go.
"Uzi... do you wanna tell us what's wrong?" Thad inquired for what felt like the hundredth time. He usually wasn't one to pry into people's businesses, but this was his friend.
"No! Bite me!" She hissed, looking the other direction but not moving away.
Truth be told; the drone she was refusing to talk about always wrapped her arm around Uzi that way when she felt the need to protect her. It was nice to feel that again. Even in a platonic sense like it was when Thad did it.
"Fine then." He huffed, giving up on getting anything out of her yet. "We're here by the way." He said, letting go of her, looking up at a metal door that read: 'DOORMAN'
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"Uzi... your friends are here... if you could come out that'd be-"
"BITE ME! I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Soft whimpers could be heard from the room directly afterwards.It seemed like she had been isolating herself in her room more often after camp. Hiding behind doors.
Ironic how now the only thing Khan wanted was to get rid of the wretched thing.
He peeked through the hinges, purple light spilling through the gaps. Papers no longer scattered on the floors like how they used to be.
"Uzi, I know how it-"
Khan suddenly felt the ground shake a bit, he stumbled backwards.The door had swung open, surprisingly not detaching from the wall.
"NO! NO YOU WOULDN'T! HAVE YOU BEEN PROMISED THAT YOU'D BE ABLE TO ACTUALLY BE WITH THE PERSON YOU COULDN'T HAVE BEEN WITH ONCE 'THIS IS ALL OVER'?!" Pause. Uzi was trying to catch her breath, flinching when he slowly put his hand on her shoulder, then taking it off and sitting on the cold and hard floor.
Khan's mind was racing. His white eyes softening as he processed each and every word his daughter had spoken, not daring to look up.
"Yes. Yes I would have an idea of what you're going through. With your mother."
Khan was shivering, not from the non-existent cold air surrounding them, rather the memory haunting him of when Nori had repeatedly told him the same thing.
"She'd always say that once she could control her Solver abilities completely... we could be a normal family.
"Khan chuckled a little bit, reminiscing of some days, he'd wake up and get terrified of that one day he'd need to face reality that it couldn't work out. And how Nori would stay up with him, stay optimistic. She whole-heartedly believed she would fix her Solver before it got to that point. Or atleast, that's what she told him.
His hands were on his forehead, elbows on his knees and his head faced down, not wanting to remember those times knowing the outcome that they both hoped for never came to be."Dad..." Uzi began, but didn't finish.
"I-If you just want to have space or alone time or anything then, well, I'm happy to give it." Khan smiled, wanting to make thing right for his previous wrongdoings by giving Uzi the peace and quiet he wished people gave him when he had to put Nori down.It wasn't nearly enough to fix his neglect for her well-being all these years, but it was a start. He would start to fix things.
As he was about to stand up, a force shoved him back slightly.It was a hug. Given by Uzi. He had forgotten how this felt. "If it's okay with you, we can grieve together...?" She suggested, virtual tears on her violet eyes.A silence so loud rang. But it was an awkward silence.
"More than okay." Khan simply said, returning the embrace.A knock on the door was heard. Uzi let go of her father. He got up and went to the door, leaving Uzi with her emotions.Her anguish over V's death will likely stay for however long it wants. But at least she has somebody to relate with, somebody who constantly could be near her, somebody who-
"Uzi...?" Khan sounded worried. She looked over to see J at the door.
"It's V." J whispered.
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"Uzi slow down!" Khan huffed, following Uzi, who was already ahead of J. The snow crunching below her boots.Coming to a halt, ice on her clothes, her body froze as she saw the last drone she'd ever think to see again.
"Uzi...?"
"V?!"
i have a dog collar yet i feel nothing
i need to hump my partners leg as i put my face in their bulge. smelling them as the get worked up looking at me getting so dumb off their musk. i wanna be a good puppy for my girlfriend and let them fuck my throat as they give me headpats
for anyone who needs to hear this: you deserve to be ate out.
you're beautiful, you're pleasant to touch, you're divine to look at, there is nothing wrong with your body, it is a privilege to touch you and squish you and kiss you and grope you and make you feel good
sorry for being nerdy, may i suck you off sis?
As a leading expert in sex, let me tell you my classification schema for different type of masturbation techniques.
first, i will define masturbation as an act that is done for sexual pleasure, alone or with someone else.
when classifying masturbation, the most important factor is the location where sexual pleasure is applied. these can be:
Penile (shaft of the penis)
Testicular
Clitoral (including the head of the penis)
Labial
Vaginal
Perineal (on the perineum)
Anal
Extra-Sexual (not related to the sex organs)
Mental (eg erotic hypnosis)
then the means of masturbation:
manual (without a toy)
vibratory instrumental (with vibrating toy)
non-vibratory instrumental (with a non vibrating sex toy)
then the manner of masturbation:
rubbing
hammering (touching and then not touching something repeatedly, for example riding a dildo/ penis)
mental does not have the means or manner subtypes. meaning there is 49 types of masturbation.
there is also co-masturbation, which enables masturbation but isn't masturbation itself, such as porn, erotica, and lube
and also anti-masturbation, which halts masturbation, such as a safe word or shame when a parent comes home
this is why i suck strap btw
What the hell do you mean “but you can’t feel it when she sucks strap.” I can feel her hands on my thighs while she greedily takes it in. I can feel the base of the strap pushing into me and hitting my clit just right. I can feel her hair in my hands as I move it to the side or pull her in deeper. I can feel my pussy start to throb and drip. I can feel her kissing me with that beautiful blissed out look in her eyes. I can feel it in all of the ways that matter.
Sigh, puppy brain is desperate for someone in my DMs taking advantage of me. Coercing me into sending them pics and doing as they say :(
all sapphics should watch “But I’m a cheerleader” cause it’s a fucking masterpiece (and Clea DuVall is in it)
Jenna Ortega PSA
hey, everyone. I’m going to do us all a favor and give out a PSA. To start off, Jenna Ortega is the actress for Wednesday in the new hit Netflix series, Wednesday. Wednesday is a very stoic, blank, and bluntly honest character. Jenna’s popularity has made a breakthrough, and people are now giving her loads of recognition and praise, as her acting is incredible. Does this remind you of anyone? Perhaps, Eddie Munson? And oh boy, we know how that turned out. New oddball character introduced —> quickly beloved by fans —> seemingly unknown actor portraying character makes a breakthrough popularity-wise —> a vast amount of head-cannons start to arise —> people begin to fuse actor and character into one being —> drama WIPES out the character —> character becomes cringe —> fans become cringe —> character is now unloved, cringe, and rejected by media —> actor is now stuck and forced into drama.
*sigh*… history repeats itself, sadly enough. I get this horrid gut feeling that the posts and rumors about Jenna are about to flood the media in the near future. I just get that telling vibe by the tone and subject of the posts. Jenna is already being accused of queerbaiting, and soon enough, we will have a Kit Connor situation on our hands, regardless of if she is queer or not. I have no clue of how to stop this, but we need to try and find a way, and fast. This situation could severely wound Jenna’s career, and that would be devastating at such an early point in her acting. This “quirky n’ queer” phenomenon has already taken full force, so we cannot prevent it from happening entirely. But I beg of you, no matter whatever corner of the internet we belong to, lets team up and try our hardest to secure Jenna’s future and reputation as an actor. I refuse to let the loud minority of the fans overpopulate the quiet majority. Let’s do what we do best and raise our voices enough to reach mainstream media. Fuck, we’ve done it before. With enough willpower, the internet can shine a spotlight on whatever it wishes. Repost this, write your own PSA on other sites, hell, even share this to the ones accusing her. i dont care what anyone does, but godammit we need to use the internet for A GOOD REASON and HELP Jenna out.
i mentioned yuri in a class today and my classmate was like "whats yuri?" and when i refused to tell her she looked it up... and got "uniform identifier"... i dodged a huge fucking bullet with that one
unless its my crush.
sometimes girls dont answer texts ever and thats ok