#they also have a sex swing

[saetoru]

i think taking a break from writing smut for like almost a year has been rly refreshing bc i think it made me stop questioning if my writing is interesting without sex and just write it how i want. and then tbh a part of me has realized i like writing without the sex half the time. it’s nice. it’s fun to explore intimacy in as many non sexual ways as you can

#not that i don’t like writing smut #bc tbh sometimes u just have to write gojo cumming #to feel fulfilled #but #yeah idk #dipping my toes back into sm.ut has been a journey #bc on one hand i actually didn’t like it at all when i started writing it again #i was like bro how did i write this so often #this sucks ass i will go back to sfw fluff cuteness #but then i slowly got back into the swing of things #and now it’s like #ok yeah i did miss this a bit #but i think if anything #the break was good for me it made me #overall more confident in my writing and it’s ability to compel / draw in an audience without sex appeal #but also just have more plot based development #which is why i’m so happy w that post canon geto fic #bc me of a year ago #could never fathom writing 10k words of no smut #yeah anyway ramble over #but that being said #ima till write pure filth for october LMAO

[iliterallydecepticanteven]

I'm going back through my phone notes and I remember I was gonna write a fun kinda tongue in cheek TFA fic of Ratchet dealing with various interfacing related injuries and getting fed up with them all. Like Autobot-Decepticon truce situation, and he's gotta deal with stuff like Lugnut coming in with shattered optics because Strika sat on his face too hard, and Bulkhead comes in with minor electrical burns and arhythmia because Bumblebee accidentally shocked him, and Shockwave and Blurr coming in with friction burns in embarrassing places for reasons you can probably figure out. Like fun non-serious but embarrassing injuries. Then the punchline would be Ratchet getting a broken hip because he fell off the berth in the middle of getting busy with Arcee and the other medics desperately trying not to laugh while patching him up. That's for sure going on the future fics list.

#obviously everything is sane and consensual #not safe tho because they ended up in the med bay #this fic based on embarrassing er visits as a result of sex gone sideways literally #i think ill make this and the fun medic fic i mentioned a while ago warm up works #you know stuff to write at the beginning to get into the swing of it #before writing what i actually sat down to write #tf #transformers #my ramblings #also have i ever mentioned my love for bulkbee #because i love them #theyre so cute #theres such a fun juxtaposition #you have the outgoing energetic city boy #and the shy smart country boy #besties and bonded in my book baby

[tweedstoat]

No one is ready to hear the words I am about to speak but i shall bravely speak them anyways: rhaegar is that one middle aged attorney golf dad who lives in your neighbourhood and who you tangentially know is a little bit too into swinging

#most people hated jesus. they rejected his message because they tolf him the truth #anyways hes swinging because he thinks ethical non monogamy serves a higher purpose NOT because he enjoys sex learn the difference #oh also he lowkey believes in eugenics and is kiiiinda still shopping for a mother for the second daughter he will never have

[redbeardace]

Had a sex dream last night. Brain wanted out so bad it faked an earthquake to wake me up, one realistic enough that I had to check a seismometer to make sure it was imaginary.

#asexual #asexuality #it's weird because I doubt I'd feel like I had to flee if I were in the exact position it placed me in #also by “check a seismometer” I mean look at the readout of my own personal seismometers #seismometerS -- plural #and look at the assorted hanging things I have specifically so that they'll swing if there's an earthquake #and none of them were moving #you might be asexual if you're more disappointed that there wasn't really an earthquake #than you were being woken up just before the “good parts” of a sex dream

[anarkhebringer]

I DID IT I got my mother to say with her whole chest what her fucking deal is. She FINALLY admitted she's a Puritan after she said "yes! thank you!" to me bringing up her usual "hate the sin love the sinner" bigotry she throws at me every time I dare to acknowledge my queerness. It's been making me SO mad every time she fights with me because I've NEVER had a word to describe what her fucking sickness in the head is. Now that I know she's a Puritan I'm gonna be hard to move with her bullshit and get so angry I cry anymore I think.

#negative #she got pearl-clutchy about Pride month again and thinks it's about people swinging their dicks around kids during Pride parades #and she was so fucking serious when she said that the UN flying all Pride flags this month was so fucking awful #and that having an entire month makes us ''look like victims when we don't need a whole month to celebrate who we are'' #once I learned she was a Puritan none of that made me mad to tears like it did before I'm gonna have SO much fun with this sdjihufh #oh noooooo boo hoo the SCAWY queers oh noooooo they wanna teach kids about gender and sex which are natural! oh nooooo! #she also thinks transitioning for kids involves the surgeries so you can't trust her even more jidhufy

[unholyplumpprincess]

I just think I deserve a nice spouse who wants to rail me 24/7 as a TREAT

#Girls...Boys...nbs.... #She (me) swings all ways #I know I intimidate girls a lot tho but Ogh #to have a gorlfriend I can ride AND snuggle AND game wity #Imagine #cock OR strap im not picky #goes for boys and nbs too #Im only picky abt my games 😔 #but even snuggling like...big spoon?? lil spoon? I ALSO go both ways #My brain however is Sex Sex Sex Cuddle Cuddle Sex Sex hence why i mentioned sex first iavaiga #horny... #princess talks

[bigothteddies]

genuine question: what do you dislike about swingers? i know what the are but otherwise don’t know anything about it and im genuinely curious why

to be honest I don’t have a very well thought out nuanced answer to this one lol. I wrote that post a while ago and am also having trouble coming up with how to describe the swinging community. But basically swinging and swingers are a very specific community that just treats sex and polyamory in a very specific way that I just don’t. I don’t actually care much about their community and what they do as long as they stay in their lane, it more specifically bothers me that that form of exchanging partners and similar dynamics is typically going to be seen and defined as swinging, which like I said is just a culture of sex and polyamory that I’m definitely not a part of and don’t ever plan to be.

#asked and answered #just this weird subculture of marriage snd sex that i dont vibe with #like i said do as you do #but its not a culture or community i vibe with #anon #like if i married koala and we played with other couples #we still wouldnt call that swinging because its just…not #thats a different community and a different way of looking at the sex we’re having #so it bothers me that what we did would be called swinging by a lot of people #also i think the term is just dumb

[evadingreallife]

Oh, to be hurting all over and to have gotten just three hours of sleep- wait, thats me. Thanks, period.

#yeeeeeeeeeeeeesh #it do be like that #today #fell asleep at 3:15 and woke up at 6:30 #no rest for the wicked #and for me specifically #apparently #also earlier in bed the pain was in my belly #now im sitting up and the problem is my back #obviously #all this and im not even going around having sex so all this menstruating is kinda pointless for now #my single ass doesnt need to do all this yo #why doesnt period have a mute button #id be snoozing that mute all the time fuck #u know sometimes in gym subscriptions you can pause your subscription for a month and do that month later on #i want that with my period #its not doing anything useful for me rn #beyond giving me cramps and mood swings and acne #yuck

[ghavialis]

The psychologist who's deciding if I'm transgendered enough to be on testosterone: I can really see and appreciate how honest and open you've been with me throughout this process

Me, having not told her about my very recent breakup, maintaining the perfect and correct amount of eye contact so she doesn't think I'm autistic and thus undeserving of treatment:

#very nonspecific and relatable post for everyone #i don't know if i'm autistic i might be i don't care what matters is that irish endocronologists HATE autism #i'm doing this because my lovely incredible normal psychologist said to #her top advice: 1. lie to your parents 2. don't even think about autism until after they have prescribed you testosterone #and it's working! she was kind of like cool I have a solid picture of your life and transgenderness. what do you know about the side effect #and i fumbled the question so thoroughly. couldn't think of a single (bad) side effect. i said yeah lots of hair. but i'm into that #(she seemed fascinated by my transgender sex life) #left the appointment and almost walked back in to list of all the fucking. acne. hot flashes. mood swings. vaginal atrophy. #but she said that's all she wants to talk about next appt so i think after that.. referral time!!! #they also work directly with an endo i don't think there's a waitlist once they refer you

[fandom-go-round]

Realizing They're in Love: Reader x BG3

Warnings: Implied Internal Trauma, Personal Relationship Issues, Gross Stuff like Falling in Love

Astarion:

            He argues with himself for a long time before love comes to mind. It’s bad enough that he’s starting to like you but love? That’s just going to make things even harder. Astarion feels like the more he tries to talk himself out of it, the worse it gets. You corner him after dinner one night and he smiles, turning up the charm. You ignore his nervousness, giving him a simple wooden box. He immediately fills with dread; you want something. Of course you do. He’s not expecting there to be a book inside, the next one in the series he’s reading. You assure him that you don’t want anything in return, giving him a gentle smile before heading to your own tent. His heart thunders in his chest, fingers trailing over the cover. He’s not in love, Astarion tells himself as he goes to start the book. He can’t be but… if he is, it’s not the worst feeling in the world. Not with you.

Gale:

            He’s not against falling in love per say, Gale just isn’t looking. Honestly he’s not. This is more social interaction than he’s had in years and he’s not trying to fuck it up, thank you very much. That doesn’t mean he can’t forget himself, especially when you start asking him questions about magic. Gale loves magic most of all and he only realizes he’s been ranting after twenty minutes. He winces, scolding himself mentally and turns to you. You’re both sitting on the floor of his tent, sipping tea in the early afternoon. He fully anticipates that you’re going to half awake, bored to tears and doing something else. Instead, you’re staring at him with rapt attention, eyes bright and small smile on your face. When he’s silent for too long you ask him to keep going, asking if he’ll keep explaining. Gale is more than happy to continue, something warm in his chest. He hopes that you’ll keep looking at him that way even after he stops talking. And you do.

Halsin:

            Loud barks and hoots draw Halsin’s attention, the druid looking up from his papers. You’re a bit away from camp, Scratch and the owlbear cub playing with you. The three of you are chasing each other and wrestling, the cub slamming into the back of your knees. Halsin watches you go flying before laughing and grabbing the cub as best you can. You half swing him around, Scratch barking as you send his friend flying. The owlbear cub gives a roar, rolling through the grass and you laugh, chasing after the dog now. Halsin can’t help but smile; you’re so kind of everyone around you and he enjoys that you can relax. He hasn’t been ignorant to the feelings developing in his chest, just focusing on different things. The warmth he feels only grows as he watches you and he vows to talk about it. Halsin is sure he recognizes the looks you send him; he just needs to find the right time.  

Karlach:

            She realizes she’s in love after a tough fight. Her blood is still pumping and she wants more enemies to show up so she can have an excuse to go wild. You’re joking around with Wyll on the other side of the battlefield, the warlock turning to say something to you. You offer a smile and begin to hike up the slope and trip. Karlach watches in slow motion as you land hard on your ass, sliding down mud straight into the river. Wyll is frozen on the edge of the bank and she quickly makes he way over, worried that you’re injured. By the time she gets over there, you’re laughing loudly, head thrown all the way back. Her heart skips a beat; you’re covered in blood and mud and all sorts of gunk but all she can see is the right smile on your face. She’s in love.

Lae’zel:

Lae’zel doesn’t call it love. It’s admiration, respect for your skills. There are very few people she would follow verses leading herself and she admits that you’re good at it. She also enjoys the sex and that’s always a bonus. The sun is just beginning to go down and you stop on the edge of a cliff to watch. Lae’zel turns to scold you (the group needs to get back to camp) but she’s struck by your figure. You look like a painting, noble and steadfast. Your face is determined but not tense, taking in the sunset. There’s something in your eyes, something softer than she expects and it takes her breath away. She swears to herself and turns away, missing the affectionate look you send her. She’s doesn’t call it love, even if deep, deep down she wishes she could.

Shadowheart:

            Night has finally fallen on a long, long day. Shadowheart is thankful that you’re the one with her on first watch tonight; your silence isn’t looming as she prays and the sound of sharpening blades is soothing. There isn’t the need to fill the silence with noise and it feels calm in a way that’s unfamiliar. Usually she finds the night comfortable but cold, like an winter breeze. You’re like the night but warm, a balm on an open wound. She smiles as she watches you, not looking away when you meet her eyes. You smile and she’s filled with affection, even as her hand throbs. The pain is worth it; you make her feel truly seen.

Wyll:

            You’re crouched by a small cave, voice low and arm outstretched. The group had just finished a fight, a camp overrun with bandits. Wyll scowled to himself, looking over the bodies strewed over the ground. The people had been innocent and he wished he had been faster. Movement catches the corner of his vision and he turns, watching as, slowly, a child comes out of the cave. They’re covered in dirt and blood but you smile and they take you hand. Wyll can’t the stop the soft look from coming onto his face as you begin the check for wounds. The world can be a dark place but you give him hope; it’s more than he deserves.

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