⋆˚. Nini .˚⋆
@lesbiankermit.bsky.social
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⋆˚. 22 ⋆ multifandom & multishipper ⋆ writer of fanfic ⋆ muppets and board games enthusiast ⋆ fuck JKR and generative AI .˚⋆
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A great fic selection!
I do write fanfic. You can find me on AO3 as pinklilfairy. Plenty of Hansy to spare! 🥰
I'm not made for casualness or being nonchalant I'm afraid
dnp confirmed and rwrb sequel in the same week???? the gays keep winning
And it is btw
Go talk to the people you want to talk to they won't bite
I swear
I'm too extroverted to give advice to my introvert friends. I'm so sorry. I genuinely thought "just go up to them and insert yourself in their convo!!! :D" was a cool idea 😭
Manifest academic success for me! (I'm doing my part, but good vibes always help)
I've decided I'll make LGBT+ themed daily prompts for November (because that's pride month here 🇦🇷) and if you don't write anything I WILL assume you're homophobic (this is a slightly threatening joke)
Feeling particularly queer today. Hope you feel it in the air.
turns out if you sleep more than two hours a day you don't live in a perpetual state of depression and borderline psychosis. Who would've thought?
"Instructions," she said, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "Is that what you need?"

Then Neville looked up at her with sparkling wonder in his eyes, like she was an angel that had dropped from heaven just for him, and nodded enthusiastically, and she knew she'd like this.
Pansy took a deep breath. She hadn't told Neville about the way things used to be with her ex husband, but she knew he assumed. He was a smart man. A smart, gentle, caring giant that had stolen her heart for all eternity. She was doomed, she knew. She was ruined for everyone else.
Neville frowned. "I don't like assuming." He shook his head. "I don't want to just... take whatever I want and hope you'll like it. I want to give you what you want. I want to know what I'm doing is gonna be good for you before I do it."
"Could—" She saw him swallow, doubt clouding his eyes. "Could I...?"

"Baby," she said softly, taking him by the chin and forcing him to look at her. "I'll save you some time. You can do whatever you want to me." Her nervousness eased. This was familiar, acting sexy and confident for him.
His hands kept exploring, finding their way up her legs slowly, until they found a home on her backside, caressing and squeezing gently, tentatively, with his lips parted and eyes that kept starting from hers to her body, like he was afraid he wouldn't get away with it.