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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 wanna be her house wife so badly!!!!
Like I know I probably can’t because stuff is expensive but omfg do I want it so bad
I wanna greet her when she gets home with a big hug and a kiss. I wanna pamper her after she gets home from a hard days work. I wanna have a nice meal prepared for her just the way she likes it all ready for her. I wanna have a nice clean cozy house for her to come home to.
The idea just sounds so nice and lovely. She goes to work and is so strong, then boom she comes home and she’s pampered by me :3
I need to know if there is a sapphic version of kiss the girl from the little mermaid like
🎶 look at the girl too shy, ain’t gonna kiss the girl🎶
It’s a need for me to listen to while I scroll through pinterest looking at my fav wlw ships
ME WHEN HER
RAHGHGGHHHHH💥💥
𝐒𝐘𝐏𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒: Y/N finds out Mirko's big secret...
Y/N and Mirko were kinda close, Y/N was starting off as a pro hero since they were related to Midnight, you two were cousins, and Midnight introduced you to Mirko!
One day...you went over to your cousins house, and you two were having a nice talk, until she asked you to order Mirko to do something, you didn't know they were roommates! You didn't have the courage to say no to your cousin you loved dearly, so you obliged, she told you Mirko was in the shower so you peeked through the bathroom door, you didn't know that she was...out of the shower?!
You didn't know where to look first, her stunning face, large tits, toned abs, her ass, her di- wait...she has a dick?! "No way!- Mirko was a futanari?!" You wondered, quickly shutting the door and sitting on the couch awkwardly.
Midnight: "Y/N, what the hell?" You: "I'll ask when she comes out- i-it was just awkward!" You made an excuse quickly, and Midnight shrugged it off.
A few minutes later, Mirko walked out and smirked at you, she was dressed now...but you could see the outline of her dick in her thin pajama pants, it's clear Midnight didn't see though. You were interrupted from your thoughts with Mirko speaking: "Hey, Y/N, follow me for a sec." You: "Uhm- yes ma'am!" You sputtered, getting up and following her lead, all the sudden you were in her bedroom? In the midst of this, Midnight was screaming at the TV. You were going to speak again, but Mirko pins you against her bed. Mirko: "So...you know my secret, eh? Are you proud?" You: "I wasn't peeking purposely!- Midnight told me to tell you to-" She cut you off... Mirko: "Shhh...so much blabbering." She jokes- or was it a joke? You didn't know, and you couldn't think about it because Mirko took out her fat dick and was rubbing it on your thigh...you were wearing shorts, her tip slipped under the pants leg, rubbing against the edge of your thin, flimsy panties, "Want me to fuck you...?" She whispered, her hands running down your sides, you quickly nodded, next thing you knew, you were being thrown on her bed.
This right here is so adorable \(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/
My Babies
summary: your babygirl wakes up, and you and Abby share an intimate moment
cw: mom!abby x mom!reader, breastfeeding, one (1) kiss, fluff
You wake up to the piercing wails of your baby girl ringing through the bedroom you and Abby shared. Abby immediately shot up which scares the shit out of you, sitting up onto your hands. “Fucking hell,” Abby says in her graveling morning voice, stumbling out of bed as she slips on her worn-out house slippers. You watch as she drags her feet out of your bedroom, situating yourself against the headboard. Reaching for your phone on the bedside table, the screen nearly blinds you, the bold “4:58 AM” mocking you as you wish to sink back into the delicious warmth you and Abby shared. Abby slips back into the bedroom, her hand patting the small of the baby's back. A little smile creeps on your lips as you hear your baby girl whine and coo as Abby joins you.
“C'mere my baby,” you say through a pout, dragging the last syllable and making grabby hands towards the two. Your baby, just as excited to see, jumping in Abby’s arms.
“Easy,” Abby says, handing you your baby, watching as she clamors into your lap, pawing at your (Abby’s) sleep shirt. Abby puts on her reading glasses, perched on the bridge of her nose as she grabs her phone, scrolling through the messages sent during the night. She puts her phone down before she slips under the covers, only her head poking out facing you and your baby girl. You make yourself comfortable, lowering your shirt so your right breast is freed. Eager is your little one, almost biting your nipple as she latches onto the bud. You wince, and an uncomfortable look washes over your face.
“You okay?” Abby asks, caressing the velvety head of the baby. Nodding, you look down and smile. Although you are ready to be done with breastfeeding, you will miss these sweet moments. Wake up so early that Abby doesn't even open her eyes as she heads to the nursery, and joins back with your squishy baby that you will happily feed her first meal of the day -caressing the baby’s face and watching as she suckles onto your nipple. “She's such a lil shit, yeah?” Abby shifts, face to face with the baby. Your baby girl smiles around your nipple, milk dribbling out the corner of her mouth. “Yeah, you are! My cute lil shit,” she attacks the baby with kisses that earn her little giggles. She wiggles around in your arms as Abby kisses her, audible smooches from your love below.
“Abby! She needs to eat,” you laugh as you push Abby's face away, guiding your little one back to your nipple which she happily accepts. Abby stays by the two of you, head on your shoulder as she watches. Your little one’s hands creep their way up to Abby’s face, grabbing onto her nose, cheek, and anything she can touch, and Abby lets her.
Smiling the two of you, the serenity of it all creates the comfortable silence of the early mornings of October seeping through the windows, orange and yellow illuminating the room you were in. You love every second of this and Abby agrees by catching your lips in a gentle kiss. And you three stay like this for a while, savoring the quiet and the gentle closeness, as the day unfolds around you, still and perfect.
a/n: I wanted to get this out sooner than expected, but midterms kicked my ass, so enjoy this as I finished this during my ovulatory phase :)
Something I wish was portrayed on tv more, or like at all is masc lesbian couples/ non binary lesbian couples. A lot of times on tv I feel as though lesbian/wlw relationships r still forced into hetero-normative dynamics of the “man and woman” of the relationship.
Like I want two masc lesbians who r goofy and awkward and aren’t afraid to be vulnerable, who may struggle with sexual intimacy bc of gender dysphoria, I wanna see a wlw couple that doesn’t just fuck on screen all the time, I wanna see cute cuddles, quick banter, silly arguing that you know they both don’t really mean. I wanna see a lesbian couple that helps one another with their gender expression bc GODDAMN BEING A LESBIAN FCKS WITH UR VISION OF GENDER.
I just want to see an awkward, silly, cute masc lesbian couple bc they exist. masc for masc lesbians exist, we r real and we r socially inept.
THE
..REASON...
...WHY...
..I..
..SHALL..
...FOREVER..
...REMAIN...
...SINGLE.
Casual conversation about my wife 🤭😍
I want nothing more than to have a woman come into where I work and have a cafe romance with me.
LOOK AT THEM. LOOK AT MY GIRLS. IM SO JEALOUS OF THIS RELATIONSHIP
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.
eliana kalogeras x fem reader x noah
💕
The summer air buzzed with life, the glow of string lights dancing above the small outdoor café where the three of you had agreed to meet. Eliana’s laughter rang out, her smile lighting up the space between you. On your other side, Noah leaned back in his chair, his warm gaze moving between you and Eliana as if he were quietly observing something beautiful unfolding.
It started as a casual outing—just three friends sharing the same table—but the way Eliana’s fingers brushed yours when she reached for the water pitcher felt deliberate. The stolen glances, the lingering smiles, the way Noah’s leg pressed against yours under the table—it was all becoming harder to dismiss.
Eliana leaned in, her voice soft yet full of confidence. “You know, I’ve been thinking… this doesn’t feel like just friends anymore. Am I crazy, or do you feel it too?”
Your heart stuttered, and you caught Noah’s gaze. His expression was open, almost hopeful. “No,” he admitted, his voice low. “You’re not crazy. I feel it too.”
The weight of their words hung in the air, and suddenly it felt as though the entire world had narrowed down to the three of you. The warmth in Eliana’s eyes mirrored the tenderness in Noah’s, and you realized this wasn’t a choice between them—it was about finding a way forward together.
“I… I feel it too,” you finally said, your voice barely above a whisper.
The three of you exchanged smiles, a quiet agreement passing between you. The night felt electric with possibilities, the start of something uncharted yet undeniably real.
Love
demetra kaligeras x female reader
It’s a cozy, rainy afternoon, the kind of day perfect for staying in. The soft pitter-patter of raindrops against the window fills the living room, casting a calming, almost hypnotic rhythm. You’re curled up on the couch with a blanket, holding a cup of hot tea when Demetra quietly slips into the room.
“Hey, love,” she says with a smile, her eyes soft and warm. She’s dressed in one of your oversized sweaters, which hangs adorably off her shoulder. She wraps her arms around you from behind, resting her chin on your head.
“Comfortable?” she asks, her voice quiet and sweet.
You nod, feeling the warmth of her embrace melt away any lingering stress from the day. She sits beside you and pulls you into her lap, gently stroking your hair. “I think we should just stay here forever,” she murmurs, her breath warm against your skin.
You laugh softly, and she pulls you closer, pressing a gentle kiss on your temple. “What are you thinking about?” you ask, noticing the dreamy look in her eyes.
“You,” she whispers, smiling. “How lucky I am to have you, and how much I love these little moments with you.”
You feel your heart flutter as you snuggle deeper into her embrace. She runs her fingers through your hair, humming softly, creating a peaceful bubble where it feels like it’s just the two of you and the gentle rain outside.
“Maybe we can bake some cookies later?” she suggests, a playful glint in her eyes. “And then watch that cheesy rom-com you love so much.”
You chuckle and nod, looking up at her. “That sounds perfect.”
She leans down to kiss you softly, her lips warm and tender against yours. “Anything for you,” she whispers, and you can’t help but smile, feeling completely safe and cherished in her arms.
This sweet moment captures the warmth and intimacy between you and Demetra, making a simple day together feel magical.
What is like dating Doja Cat and Joseph Quinn
Dating Doja Cat and Joseph Quinn together would likely be a wild and vibrant experience, filled with fun and excitement. Here's a scenario of what it might be like dating them:
**Doja Cat** would bring high energy, creativity, and spontaneity to the relationship. She's quirky, bold, and unafraid to express herself. You'd probably find yourself laughing often, going on wild adventures, and attending parties or creative events where her personality would shine. Doja might also enjoy showing affection in fun, unique ways—through music, playful teasing, and her quirky sense of humor. Expect fun social media moments with her, maybe even featuring in her TikToks or Instagram posts.
**Joseph Quinn**, on the other hand, would balance the energy with a calm, grounded demeanor. Known for his charm and low-key personality, Joseph would likely enjoy more intimate moments, like cozy nights in, cooking together, or watching movies. His thoughtful and caring nature would make you feel seen and appreciated. His subtle British wit would bring an added layer of humor to the relationship, complementing Doja's more flamboyant energy. With his background in acting, he'd enjoy deep conversations about art, film, and life.
Together, the three of you would form a unique dynamic—equal parts fun, thoughtful, and exciting. One moment, you might be at a glamorous event or concert with Doja, the next, you’re enjoying quiet, meaningful moments with Joseph. They would balance each other out, making every day a mix of creative chaos and heartfelt connection.
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 >>>
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
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.
I wanna be in someone’s lap…messy kisses, grabbing at each other, grinding that leads to nothing more….just the two of us getting needier and needier for each other…..
Please?????
Craving messy kisses with so much grabbing and biting and whimpering :((((
i really like this one 🌅