Okay Chat How Do I Find The Words To Explain How Much I Love My Beautiful Butch Werewolf Boyfriend??

i hope every butch with acne, bush, dad bods, stone identity, high voices, & nerdy interests are having a beautiful day

and no i'm not going to talk about natalie being so good and skillful at keeping quiet during a hunt and listening for her surroundings as a direct result of her abusive upbringing, but we can all hold hands while we think about it collectively in silence

WE’RE HALFWAY THERE

her 💗

dont dm me or ill cum 12 times in a row simply just from your attention

!! THIS IS ABOUT LESBIANS IM A SLUTTY ASS DYKE MEN DNI !!

i love my girlfriend omg

does anybody know where i can find this

Just saw someone on Reddit point out that the day Nat got arrested (5/11/03) was actually Mother’s Day, which is so fucking sad

heavy on the werewolf and academic butches btw

i love all the:

knight butches

cowboy butches

puppy butches

werewolf/wolf butches

mech/pilot butches (thats one for u, the one mutual that loves mech. you're really cool, btw)

academic butches

rugged butches

prince butches

i love you, butches. you all receive a giant warm hug from me🫂

i think about this everyday

i know i'm horny on here 99.9% of the time but, goodness, i just love the romance of loving butches so much.

spending lazy mornings in their bed and their arms, basking in their warmth. sunlight hitting their trim haircut, boxers loose around their hips, legs interlocked with mine. waking them up with my nails tracing down their scalp, their face, their neck, their back. happy trails and strong arms. matching my outfit to their blue jeans and t-shirts. lipstick kisses under their collar, their shampoo in my hair, their cologne on my wrists. every word of theirs hummed sweetly to me when i've so often witnessed them turned harsh to strangers. chivalry and sensitivity and sweetness. my voice being the one to calm them down from panic, ease their brain, drift them to sleep-- theirs being the one to calm me from nightmares, to reassure, to make me laugh so hard i snort. their hands on my waist, my hands on their biceps. their body to shield mine. my hands to clean their wounds.

i'm obsessed with the sensitivity of butches. the inherent sweetness and kindness and love. the comfort. the compassion. emotion. the troubles they have, the things they hide, the fears they try to shake. i just want to love every part of them with everything inside of me. i talk about butches devoted to their femmes a lot, but i love spending my entire being devoted towards them. loving them, helping them, opening myself up to them and feeling safe together. i love when their walls break and they break mine down in turn. earning each others' safety.

(and of course the safety they exude in sex. the service, the gentleness, the consideration and raw desire. never has anyone made me feel more comfortable in my own body and desires and self than butches. i've never wanted to let someone have me so thoroughly. they're the world.)

and don't get me started on their masculinity. their femininity. their history. what it means to be everything butch. the proudness they carry on their belt. the same belt they let me undo while they gaze down at me with their hands soothing my hair UGHHHHHHHH i'm so horny for butches but it's only because i love them so deeply I SWEAR. LET ME GRIND ON YOUR BULGE THEN SAY CORNY JOKES WITH YOUR HEAD HALFWAY TO MY TONGUE BECAUSE I LOVE TO SEE YOU LAUGH

nonchalance turns me off so badly. give me obsession on the brink of depravity or give me nothing