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so tired but i really just want a hug/to be held right now. want to be getting sleepy cuddles instead of cuddling my pillows 😭

god I want to watch her fall asleep laying against my chest. I wanna kiss her forehead and tell her how pretty she is. Look into her dark eyes and stroke her hair as I fall asleep.

I’m tired of reading smut. Show me your boobs.

I need a woman in my life!

LET ME EAT YOU ALIVE!!

Coffee and Laughter

pairing: Demetra kalogers x FEM reader

prompt : like the title says

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and Demetra had invited you over for a quiet day at her apartment. The soft hum of her record player filled the room with comforting tunes as you both settled on the couch, surrounded by pillows and blankets.

You were sipping on a cup of her signature homemade hot chocolate, your fingers curling around the warm mug. Demetra, ever the gentle host, had prepared a fresh batch, adding a sprinkle of cinnamon on top for that extra cozy touch.

She sat beside you, looking down at the book she had been reading, though her focus kept drifting towards you instead.

“You look so cute today,” Demetra teased, her lips curling into a soft smile. Her voice was playful but affectionate, and her eyes sparkled with warmth as she watched you take another sip of the hot chocolate.

You blushed, a soft giggle escaping your lips. “I’m just wearing a sweatshirt and jeans… nothing special.”

“That’s exactly it,” Demetra replied, nudging you gently with her shoulder. “You’re always special. You make everything feel like sunshine.”

Her words made your heart flutter, the warmth from her kindness mixing with the heat of the drink in your hands. You smiled up at her, your gaze meeting hers.

“Maybe I’ll make you some hot chocolate next time,” you suggested, feeling a sudden burst of confidence.

Demetra raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Oh? You think you can outdo my recipe?” she teased, her voice light and full of playful challenge.

You rolled your eyes, but there was a spark in your tone. “I’ll give it a try.”

The two of you shared a laugh, the sound of it blending with the music and the gentle crackling of the fire in the corner of the room. It was a perfect moment—soft, warm, and filled with the kind of comfort that could only come from being with someone who made your world feel brighter.

As the song changed to a slower melody, Demetra leaned her head on your shoulder, her fingers lightly tracing patterns on the back of your hand. Her touch was tender, and you felt her relax against you.

“I’m really happy you’re here,” she murmured softly, her voice barely louder than a whisper.

You could feel your heart swell. “Me too, Demetra. I’m glad I’m here with you.”

And for the rest of the afternoon, you both stayed like that—wrapped in the warmth of the room, the softness of each other’s company, and the quiet joy of simply being together.

Nobody read this 😕

Blair Waldorf x Reader - "A Moment in Time"

The soft glow of the late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of Blair Waldorf's Upper East Side apartment, casting a golden sheen on the velvet curtains. The city hummed just outside, but inside, there was only peace. You and Blair were sitting on her plush couch, a cozy moment in an otherwise chaotic life. Her head rested against your shoulder, her long lashes fluttering as she half-heartedly scrolled through her phone.

"Can you believe it's almost the end of the week?" Blair sighed, her voice wrapped in the usual hint of frustration that only Blair could master. "I’ve barely had time to think about anything but that dreadful event at the museum."

You smiled, brushing a strand of her glossy hair from her face. "You always find a way to make it perfect, Blair. You’ll be brilliant as always. Besides, you deserve a break. Maybe we can do something—just the two of us—after the event?"

Blair’s lips quirked into a small, teasing smile as she turned her head slightly to meet your gaze. "I do like the sound of that." She paused, eyes glimmering. "As long as it’s something that doesn’t involve me fighting off a crowd of sycophants."

"Deal," you laughed, knowing Blair’s tendency to seek solitude after events, preferring a quieter, more intimate evening rather than the usual sea of socialites.

Blair shifted closer, curling her legs beneath her. She tucked her head into your neck, breathing in your scent as if it was the only thing that could calm her. Her warm presence against you felt like a shield against the world, and you were more than happy to be her safe haven.

"How do you always know exactly what I need?" Blair murmured, her voice soft, almost vulnerable. She rarely let her guard down, even with you, but in these quiet moments, you got to see the side of Blair that was so deeply caring and, yes, sometimes a little bit fragile.

You placed a gentle kiss on her temple. "I think I just know you, Blair," you said, your hand gently smoothing the fabric of her dress. "And I know you’re always putting others first. But you deserve to take a moment for yourself. Especially with everything you do."

Blair’s eyes flickered up to meet yours, and for a moment, the world outside disappeared. All that mattered was the two of you, in this little bubble of intimacy and warmth. She held your gaze with a mix of admiration and something softer—something that said she was so thankful to have you in her life.

“You always make me feel like I’m more than just the things people expect of me,” she said quietly. "Like I'm enough, just as I am."

Your heart fluttered. You cupped her face gently, running your thumb over her cheek in a tender gesture. "You are more than enough, Blair. You are everything I need. Always."

Her breath hitched slightly at the intensity of your words, and for a moment, Blair Waldorf, the queen of the Upper East Side, seemed to melt into you. Her hand reached up to rest on yours, and she gave a small, almost shy smile.

"I think I’ve said this before," she said, her voice soft and teasing, "but I may just be the luckiest girl in New York."

You chuckled, brushing your lips over her forehead. "And I’m the luckiest girl in the world, having you."

Blair’s smile widened, her eyes softening as she leaned into you even more. “I’m starting to think that, too,” she whispered, her fingers tracing small circles on your hand as the two of you sat in comfortable silence, wrapped in each other’s warmth.

Outside, the world carried on, but for now, everything was perfect. Just the two of you, surrounded by nothing but love and the promise of more quiet moments together.

do this!!! right now!! please?!?

i should be grinding my bare cunt on your thigh while you tell me all about your day but whatever

Please someone baby me….I need it so badly😔🫠

playing with her hair after she had a long day, letting her lay on my chest and put her arms around my body. caressing her face as i whisper 'it's okay my sweet baby, you've done such a good job. i am so proud, okay?' and just comforting her until she falls asleep cuddling into me. i need to baby someone immediately ahhhhhhhh

My day has barely started yet but I need someone to do this to me rn rn…

Rutting into her pretty cunt after a long day >>>

This is heaven and torture at the same time….omg…

wanna put on some pretty lingerie and sit on your lap, watch you squirm as i tell you to not touch and kiss up your neck and jaw, dragging my nails up and down your body so gently. i want to see you get desperate and whine, and then grab your hands and guide them up to my chest, whisper that you’ve been so good, hm? and bring one of your hands down to let you feel how wet i am for you. i’ll let you have your way with me then, and ravish me completely for being so good.

neeeeeeeeeeed this rn....where's my girl??

Femmes who whine and moan around my strap <3

Femmes who can't keep their hands to themselves <3

Femmes who look up at me with those cute puppy dog eyes <3

Femmes who beg for more when they're already at their limit <3

Femmes who drool and cry <3

Femmes <3333

uh huh yes yes yes...

i should be sitting on her lap stuffed with her strap and kissing her face

this feels intimate lmao...

butch boyfriend activities

Fuck this is just-…..

My mommy kink is going crazy rn lmao

just imagining edging her after she gave me an attitude. 'mmh.. please mama' 'please what, huh?' as i fuck her harder, hitting her sweet spot so fucking well. 'm so sorry.. so sorry mama' between whimpers, squirming with my fingers inside her cunt. 'where's your attitude now, huh?' 'fuck, m so sorry please let me cum mama' and never let it happen, just so she knows she must respect mommy. <3 love putting them in line.

LITERALLY!!!!! Love it so so much, just ahhhh…gimme🫶🫶

‘boobs or ass’???? DO YALL FORGET ABOUT THIGHS AND TUMMY? HHHHHSKSJSK

all my mutuals...like why you SO FARRRRR AWAYYYY?!?!?

just get here rn.....so i can- *gunshot*

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

*hands up*....use me...

hi so i am gonna ride your thigh while you play with my tits. sit down immediately and let me use you to get myself off.

i think this would cure me....

Pulling a butch in by their belt loops so I can kiss them and tell them they’re handsome

mine aren't that big tbf (im trying in the gym lmao) but i got a tattoo recently on my bicep and i'm loving it lmao

This sounds fucking heavenly….

I’m so in need of some desperate gentle sex so badly….gods I wanna FEEL IT….

i want to kiss from her ankle to her thigh.

moving higher as her legs part, savouring every fucking delicious second.

watching with half lidded eyes as she props herself up on her elbows to observe.

my teeth nipping her soft skin, sucking and biting and grazing, leaving blushing red marks as i reach her hip and press my palms against her inner thighs.

using them to spread her open further.

my teeth pulling at her underwear as she chuckles. winding her fingers through my hair as i tug them to the side, exposing her completely.

then slowly leaning forward to kiss her cunt.

gentle of course.

featherlight touches as she whimpers against my lips, turning into gasps as i taste her.

tracing my tongue over her wet slit, savouring every drop leaking out

i’m-

Ahhhhhh….

in my defence, you smiled when my hand gripped tighter around your throat

I’m a big lover boy at heart…..

The way I wanna make her cum and buy her flowers idk

Need to do this to a needy lil thing…wanna mark up their neck as they’re squirming in my lap, make sure everybody knows they’re mine for days after…

Who’s ready to crawl into my lap and grind on my thigh like a filthy little slut, while I grab your throat and sink my teeth into your neck and tell you about how badly I want to ruin you?

Yes yes yes…soft intimate touches like these are one of my kryptonite I swear….

There’s something so inherently romantic about helping a girl put on her necklace. About brushing her hair back. About lacing your fingers with hers like they were made to fit.

Just girls….AHHHHHH!!

Love em…all of em…

femmes who get awkward and don't know what to do so they act mean

femmes that shift from hyper fem to soft soft masc

femmes that are also pillow princesses

femmes that listen to heavier music but still have a soft vibe

femmes that are strange and off putting but that somehow makes them even more attractive

femmes that actually have a sense of empathy

femmes that are incredibly sarcastic

femmes femmes femmes GREGNJFHDBNFKDJHB

THIS IS THE ENERGY WE NEED!!!!

Y’all all beautiful mwah mwah <3

appreciation post for the femme lesbians who don’t have “pink” nipples or “pink” pussies or skin that “blushes bright red”

appreciation post for the femme lesbians who struggled to find people who actually look like them in majority of lesbian porn yet see endless representation of skinny white femmes

appreciation post for the femme lesbians who feel like their physical attributes don’t 'look feminine enough' to be femme

appreciation post for the femme lesbians who carry their cultural beauty standards with pride even when they’re not seen as “traditionally” femme

appreciation post for the femme lesbians who worry about whether their crushes actually like people who 'look like them'

appreciation post for the femme lesbians who feel erased because “femme” gets treated as a look instead of an identity

appreciation post for my beautiful underrepresented femme lesbians who deserve to be loved, desired, and centered in the narratives of sapphic love too ♡

Please please please…wanna see a girl sat so prettily in my lap, warming my strap as she lets me ramble on and on about some of my interests (planes, Spider-Man, the hunger games)

cockwarming a nerdy butch's strap while they ramble about their nerdy interests

I’m a good listener….promise…

No better duo than a bossy fem and a butch that knows how to listen

😵‍💫😵‍💫🥹🥹

wanna be called princess while they talk me through it