#Munagenius

[jbsrainbowstrap]

Lucy’s never beating the face grabber alleGAYtions

[worstlovesong]

I am feeling totally normal about this

[gingerjolover]

is the fandom still alive?? sorry y’all, mama has been going THRU it!

i HATE my job, trying to find a new one that gives me more work life balance bc i have barely had time to write :(

i really want to start posting again, even if it’s only once a week, but it’s so hard when i’m tired all the time

also i’m getting tested for autism because you’re girl has been having some…meltdowns at work

and they don’t give me any medical accommodations :(

anyways! if you sent a request recently OR there’s something that you really want me to continue, please please PLEASE put it at the top of my inbox!!!!

[itslookingback]

(staring at my reflection in the mirror, eyes bloodshot, while gripping the sink) yeah life's so fun life's so fun got my miniskirt and my rollerblades on bag on my side cause i'm out till dawn keeping it light like silk chiffon

[bitethehnd]

Fwb with JB thank you!!

*₊˚ 🍷 𖦹 red wine supernova !

pairing : julien baker x reader

synopsis : being friends with benefits with julien ;)

cw : sexual themes (obviously), smut, mentions of fingering, oral and strap-on sex

baby, why don't you come over?

red wine supernova

falling into me

julien never really thought she'd be the type to end up in this predicament. she never really understood why people would hook up with no strings attached. it seemed stupid in her opinion. but then there was you

you, who she had met through phoebe many years ago. you, who had become one of her closest friends. you, who she cared for to no end. you, who she felt her attraction to rise everyday like an ocean tide

you had both just gotten out of a relationship, not ready for another yet but still feeling bored with your lives the way they were. julien told herself that after the first time it happened, she would never do it again. she didn't want to risk your friendship over meaningless sex

it was three in the morning on a hot july day in tennessee. even though it was the middle of the night, it was still hot as a sauna in julien's house. both of you laid awake, too warm to even think about sleeping. the two of you were lying on julien's bed and watching some stupid movie that neither of you were paying any attention to.

"i'm boredddd," you whine out with a huff, turning to face julien. the short woman lets out a chuckle at your childish behavior and props her head up on her elbow, gazing down at you. "and what would you like me to do about that?" she teases. you scoff, "i don't know. entertain me, hostess."

"do you wanna play a game?" julien questions, not really sure what else there would be to do at 3am on a random tuesday. "you're such a grandpa, jules," you giggle a bit and fall back down on the bed.

she scoffs dramatically and pulls herself fully up, now leering over you. "i'll show you grandpa," she says lowly before she pounces on you. you let out a shriek of surprise as she attacks you with tickles. she runs her hands over your sides and stomach, ready to make you regret what you said. the room is full of joyful laughter. you try to fight back, you really do, but she's surprisingly strong for her five-foot-tall statue. at the end, she ends up pinning your hands besides your head to stop your thrashing and her body rests directly on top of yours.

your laughter stops abruptly, leaving you both to stare at each other with confusion and want. neither of you know what to do. do you pull away and pretend it never happened? or do you continue? it seems like you made the decision for both of you, leaning up and locking julien's lips onto yours.

her eyes widen but she quickly kisses you back just as fiercely. her hands move from pinning your wrists down to your hips, running her hands over the expanse of your stomach. your hands go to pull her hair, making her let out a slight groan into your mouth.

you can feel everything in that moment. her body right on top of yours, her tongue practically down your throat, the gentleness of her hands on your body. it all becomes too much, and you pull away for air.

your heavy breathes mix into hers, like they're becoming one. she searches your eyes for any hint of regret or uncomfortableness but finds the exact opposite. "is this... okay?" she asks hesitantly, almost as if she scared for the response. "it's more than okay, jules," you smile and run your hands softly through her hair. she smiles back and swiftly moves her face to your neck, leaving purple bruises all over the fragile skin.

that night was close to magical. her hands were everywhere, touching you in places no one had before. you felt her take your breath away over and over and over again. at the end of the night, she told you that you tasted like candy with a smirk on her face.

the morning after you two had sex for the first time, you had a long talk about what it meant for the both of you. you decided that it was for the best if you guys kept it casual, since both of you just got out of pretty long relationships. it hurt both of you on the inside to say that, but it was how it had to be

julien had immeidatly told phoebe and lucy the moment you left her house, spilling out all her feelings into a ten-minute-long rant. lucy definitely told julien to tell you how she actually felt, but the woman was nothing but stubborn

thus began the long nights with julien whenever you would see her. during the day you would act like 'just friends,' but at night you would always end up in bed with her

as you both got more comfortable with the situation, you would love to confuse everyone by flirting with each other all the time, kissing, holding hands. really just acting like an actual couple just to get a laugh between yourselves. people on the internet speculating whether you guys were actually together or just fucking with everyone

you could literally just text her 'come over' and she's already sprinting to her car to get to your house

99% of the time you have to initiate things because julien is too scared to cross a line or make you uncomfortable in any way. but then she ends up taking the more dominant role and bossing you around. mmm it's so hot...

you guys love to have sleepovers. when you make the plans beforehand you both agree that it's just a little friend date, nothing sexual involved. but then julien ends up fingering you on your couch... seeing the veins under her tattoos pop out while her fingers are straining inside you just gets you going again, and you have to get on your knees and eat her out

julien would get sooo jealous if you told her you had a date. she wouldn't outright tell you she was jealous because she knew it wasn't her place to say anything about it. but she's so easy to read and you can tell from her lack of enthusiasm that she's not super pumped about you seeing someone else. in the end, she convinces you to cancel on the date using her... methods ;)

eventually, you two finally confess that you like each other. it took way too long to admit, but it happened! but it was a bit accidental on her part... she told you she loved you while her strap was rearranging your organs and you had to take a pause to do a double take... she took you out on a date the next day and happily ever after!

© bitethehnd

[rimunagenius]

(HC) Soft!Naomi Mcpherson x photographer!reader

You knew Naomi since college. Met them before they had met Katie and Josette.

They had been your first friend in college, and since you were majoring in photography, and they were getting their band up and running, you both decided you could be their photographer/media manager.

When MUNA started gayotic, you had been behind the cameras laughing and watching them talk about the funniest topics or the most strangest things. Never on it.

Muna was playing a show in France which meant a long bus ride before the ferry and an impending deadline for a new ep

The three members were about to start the pod, you meddling about in the bus looking for a change of comfy clothes

“Hey, Naomi? Where did I leave my black spandex shorts?” You called from the small hallway

“Yeah, Naomi…where did she leave them?” Josette looked at her bestfriend, eyebrows wiggling

“In my bunk, babe.” Naomi shouted, “We started the pod already, btw.”

“Oh! I’m sorry, thank you, love you.”

You and Naomi started dating after MUNA’s first record came out. You guys had basically been a couple. Kissing and cuddling and sometimes sleeping with eachother ;) had to celebrate records releasing and deadlines being met somehow ;)) WINK WINK 😜

You put on black spandex, your leg tattoos all on display, above ankle white socks, doc marten boot shoes (idk how to describe them..basically their laces boots but ankle boots?) with a black crop top tank so your arm and sternum tattoos are on display (with hair in a half up half down claw clip with curtain bangs out…i wore this outfit today and i loved it LET ME HAVE THIS)

“Y/N, come and talk with us.” Katie shouted into the small doorway of the small room.

“Oh, okay” You walked in, Naomi’s cheeks reddening, smile forming at your look. At you.

“Gorgeous! Do a spin for us!” Josette shouted, her being your biggest hype man

“So, introduce yourself and what you do for us.”

“Uh…I’m MUNA’s photographer and media manager.” You smiled at the camera, this being a filmed ep.

“She’s being modest…she’s our bestfriend and the one and only Naomi’s girlfriend”

“Yes. That I am.” You smiled and look at your partner.

“Prettiest staff member we have. Might kiss her on the lips, among other things…” Naomi said, sliding their glasses down the bridge of their nose to look at you “seductively” while wiggling their eyebrows

Naomi basically has their hands all over you the whole time your on the pod

When Frankie and Gio join, you sit on their lap to make space, Naomi’s hands wrapped around you securely or hands on you hips

“You look so pretty, baby” They’d whisper in your ear when everyone was talking loudly over eachother

or “My pretty girl”

“Okay say bye and then say your name and then ‘I love you’” Katie said after her and Josette said bye

“Bye, thanks for having me, I love you Y/N”

“I love her too” Naomi said, leaning over and kissing your lips before they continued the outro

Getting up after the ep, you stood up infront of Naomi because you were still on their lap, they smacked your ass

“Ow!”

“Oh im sorry, it was just right there…any excuse to touch it” they smiled cheekily

“Haha, very funny” You grabbed the hat on their head, forcing them to stand up

Holding it away until they leaned in to kiss you, their hands holding your waist pulling you impossibly closer to their body

“I accept your apology”

“Oh, I didn’t know i needed to apologize for smacking my girlfriends ass” They stood infront of you, sass all over their face

“Okay, apology acceptance, revoked”

“Okay im sorry. I really am”

“Uh huh”

“Would a kiss better my chances?” they asked leaning in in

“Nuh uh” You rolled your eyes

“Apology sex?”

“There you go, baby. Your getting it now.” You smiled and walked away, blush rising on Naomi’s cheeks once again

[lettertoanoldpoet]

muna, julien, lucy, and caleb backstage at the gayotic live podcast last night! [x]

[elkdiaries]

you’re kidding me.

[boyfriendlucy]

JULIEN !!!

[silkchifffon]

📹 instagram @ayyjade

[andtrueblue]

boygenius (munagenius) in London photographed by Ashley Gellman

[villaneve-love]

I need them.

[gingerjolover]

what does soft!gf do that drives naomi crazy 🫣

HAPPY KINKTOBERRRRRRR

(everyone cheered!!! 🥳🥳🥳 mama got a new job!!!!)

i have to find one of them actual kinktober things but for now, one day for each munagenius member? yes or no?

who better to start then my precious nomi baby who i saw BELT good luck babe in nyc this weekend?!

let’s blurb it up:

the things soft!gf does that drives nomi crazy (pt 1)

-first things first we gotta say that naomi literally loves anything that soft!gf does

-genuinely she could be buttering a piece of toast in the kitchen and naomi comes behind her, slapping her ass and being like “damn mami”

-“mami” is a new nickname from nomi

-naomi looooves seeing gf read, whether it’s just an article on the phone or a big novel curled into the couch, naomi could watch gf’s eyebrows furrow for hours as her eyes scan the pages

-cooking, specifically chopping, gets naomi going fr. something about the precision and her focus, tongue poking out the side of her lips hat makes naomi feel all warm and fuzzy inside

-when soft!gf first wakes up, her hair all messy, cheeks and eyes puffy with sleep, the way she nuzzles into naomi, her hands rubbing nomi’s top scars makes them feel like they’re floating

-naomi is obsessed with the way soft!gf treats their animals. bruno is like their baby, watching her bathe him and walk him and teach him tricks fills naomi with a type of fondness that they can’t really explain

-when soft!gf gets her nails done…bro, naomi can’t handle it. it could be the simplest just like baby pink almond manicure and naomi is going nuts over it, kissing her hands, rubbing lotion into them and helping her apply cuticle oil

-scrunching her nose makes naomi FERAL, something about the bunny-vibes of it all makes nomi ravenous

here’s a section for you lil nasties:

-LOVE LOVE LOVES when soft!gf rides the strap like wowzaaaaa

-there’s never a time where naomi will deny her to getting on top and rutting against the silicon, there is something about being in control despite being under her, watching her face contort, fingers gripping her hips as they help guide the movements

-loves the subconscious widening of soft!gfs legs when naomi rubs her thighs, it’s like a little treat when soft!gf blossoms open like a flower for them

-back to the nails, SCRATCHES, naomi’s back is always WRECKED after a manicure and naomi relishes in it because they love pushing her to a limit where she literally has to maim them lol

-we already knew this, soft!gf is babydoll after all, but trying on lingerie…. should be illegal how horny and honestly insufferable naomi becomes when watching her saunter around in the new pieces naomi picks out

-soft!gf can NEVER get through an at home workout because quite literally naomi will have her bent over something, plowing her from the back. It’s the shorts and the sweat and the mat in the middle of the floor that just screams easy access for naomi

babies… i am RUSTY

im slowly starting to get back into writing! i love you all!!!!!

[itslenagain]

The atrocities I would commit to have seen this live omg

Also, Lucy's dedication to kissing everyone? *chef kiss* But especially the way she kisses Katie I am DECEASED omg dead from gay I am too queer for this

[rimunagenius]

I’m Not Talking ‘Bout Boys I’m Talking ‘Bout Them.

ఌ pairing: Naomi Mcpherson x AFAB!reader

ఌ Warnings: RPF!! homophobia!! , slight smut, slight angst?, fluff, fluff, and some more fluff, realization about the preferred sexual preference (if that’s even a warning)

ఌ Word Count: 3.5k words (major whoopsie…no it’s not)

ఌ okay so as you may not already know, this fic is based off the song ‘girls’ from girl in red. it’s basically the prompt of the story. another thing, this fic is loosely based off me, being a bisexual woman, and not experiencing homophobia personally, but seeing how others around me speak and feel about people in the LGBTQ community, i haven’t come out to my parents. so writing this, i hope this helps in anyway, whether it’s a tiny small or big significant way, to help whoever reads this know it’s okay to be queer. to love women. to love whoever the fuck you want to love. be yourself unapologetically and once you stop caring what the people around you feel, and stop thinking about how you may offend them for your choices and feelings, you’ll truly live a blissful life. okay that’s it, enjoy!

ఌ

❧ I've been hiding for so long

These feelings, they're not gone

Could I tell anyone?

You have always been an ally to the LGBTQ community. You had many friends who grew up to be gay or lesbian, nonbinary, all of the above. You even have family members part of the community. You didn't realize until you had hit high school that you were into a spectrum of people. Freshman year, you were curious and never even experimented with anyone other than boys. But by your junior year, you had realized you loved anyone…you were queer.

The thoughts of wanting to understand someone so deeply and have a beautiful connection that would manifest in a caring and long relationship, was all you seeked. It was never a phase that every teenager convinces themselves they're going through—it was real.

But you knew your parents. They'd say they were supportive because you had family that were queer. But now and then, the unsupportive side of them would slip and it made you scared for the reaction you'd get if you had said you not only liked men but everyone.

❧ Afraid of what they'll say

So I push them away

I'm acting so strange

You so desperately wanted to tell your parents about the feelings you had and the thoughts you wanted to share. You just could never get past the what if.

Any conversation about your love life you had dismissed. You couldn't possibly say that you liked a girl or someone who was different than themselves in their eyes. You knew it was getting obvious with the way you'd shut down the topic. You knew that your siblings would catch on.

The jokes they’d make about you being queer because you haven't mentioned the idea of being with a guy recently were starting to irritate you a little more every day. You just had to suck it up and "forget" to tell them about the most beautiful person you had ever met.

❧ They're so pretty, it hurts

I'm not talking 'bout boys

I'm talking 'bout girls

You don't know when it happened but you just knew you had to speak to this person. Their beautiful curly hair, the perfect height, the perfect style, the perfect facial features that were accentuated with the prettiest gold jewelry in their nose. They caught your eye the second you had walked into the club.

You had been with friends and you just couldn't stop looking. Your friends picked up on the longing glances you'd throw their way any chance the conversation got dull someplace.

"Just talk to them!" Your friend yelled over the loud music. "What's the worst that could happen?" They sipped through the straw of their drink while moving their eyes from you to the person you couldn't stop looking at.

"No. Absolutely not. They're way out of my league, dude." Oh, absolutely not. Your friend was not about to take no for an answer. They knew about your family situation. Even though you were a grown woman, your parent's opinions still mattered to you. What they thought of you was important.

"Babe, you are so beautiful and hot. Please be real here. They're coming over here anyways, now's your chance." They smiled, sipping their drink again watching the person walk up to the bar.

"Are you fucking serious?" You took a small step back and bumped into someone. Turning around immediately, you saw them. The perfect person you had been staring at all night long. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I did not know you were right there,"

"No it's okay, don't worry about it." They smiled at you. The height difference was stirring a nervous feeling in your belly. Like someone had released a butterfly sanctuary in your belly.

"Let me pay for your drink, it's the least I can do for someone as gorgeous as you." It slipped out. You hadn't even realized you said it until you said it and saw their face looking back at you. The embarrassment was unbearable. A small smile graced their features and they were thankful you couldn't see the small blush creeping on their cheeks.

"Oh, you don't have to but thank you. What's your name, pretty?" They leaned down so they could hear you better over the music. Your knees were weak.

"Y/n. And yours?" You looked at them, batting your eyelashes. It was hard not to try and make them interested. You thought they were so pretty, you had to have them.

"Naomi. Nice to meet you." You both smiled and insisted on paying for their drink. You paid for it and smiled. The smile faltered as you realized this may or may not be the very last time you see them ever.

"Hey—" You both spoke at the same time. You giggled and looked up at them, signaling for them to finish. "Can I get your number? Sorry if that's forward but your beautiful and want to know if you'd like to get coffee sometime?" They asked, leaning back up to gauge your expression.

"Oh yeah! I'd love to." You gave them your number and for the rest of the night, you both went about your own business with your separate parties. Catching each other's eye from across the room every now and then.

They were the most beautiful person you had ever seen in your whole entire life. It hurt your brain to even fathom how they could exist.

❧ They're so pretty with their button-up shirts

I shouldn't be feeling this

But it's too hard to resist

You and Naomi had hung out a lot of times after the club incident. You were so glad you had decided to get out of your house that night. You didn’t think you could sit through anymore phone calls of your mom telling you how nice her coworker's son was for the last 5 months. You did have to, every now and then.

They had told you they were in a band. A relatively famous one. You hadn't known any of that and were about to explode when they told you they opened for Taylor Swift on her Eras Tour. What made you so oblivious to this information? You had been there. You even asked about the dates and you didn't even realize you had watched Naomi perform.

They also told you that they had a show this coming weekend and needed help picking an outfit or two for the music festival. They invited you over to their house, which was a pretty close range from your condo that you lived in. You had been over more than a handful of times. You guys have been seeing each other for almost 5 months, making it official in the third month. 

"I say, you give me a fashion show and we can decide from there." You smiled at them. You honestly believe that you have never been this happy. Yeah, a few hetero relationships you had in the past you were happy. But you weren't truly happy. Not like this. You haven't told your parents about them but you truly wanted to. You wanted to tell them that Naomi had awakened a newfound liveliness to you. That they had made everything so much easier. You thanked your lucky stars for bumping into them five months ago. 

"I say, that's a great idea, gorgeous." They walked up to you sitting on the foot of the bed, planting a kiss on your forehead, and then walking to the closet to grab an outfit to try on.

They changed in the bathroom and walked out in long basketball shorts, a white wife beater, a jean jacket, and a backward black LA hat. Heat rose to your face, and all over your body. Especially there. You blushed intensely and smiled. "So this outfit is a yes, then?" Naomi laughed as they noticed the immediate reaction your body had. 

"Oh, hell yeah. I honestly think you should never take it off. Unless I'm taking it off you." You smiled and laughed. Their face flushed as they turned away for a second and looked back at you. You gave them a small wink as they walked up to you, crouched down, and grabbed your face pulling you into a kiss. 

Both of you smiled into the kiss, which started to grow more hot and heavy. A small sigh left your nose and you pulled away. "As much as I love doing that, you have a fashion show to finish, baby." A small frown pierced their lips as they grabbed a few new articles of clothing from their closet and walked into the bathroom. 

Walking out in a white button-up shirt, a tie hanging loosely around their neck under the collar, and black vintage Versace jeans. You absolutely loved this outfit. You loved the other one but something about this outfit made them look so professional, endearing, and just overall adorable. You had always loved when they would pick you up for dates and they were wearing an outfit similar to this with a button-up shirt. 

"Oh my god, I love this nomi. You look so good." You smiled as you pulled out your phone and took a video. Naomi does a small spin before flipping the camera off. They laughed and immediately apologized. You both now laughing together. 

❧ Soft skin and soft lips

The soft light from the sunset started creeping in through the bedroom window, adding an even more romantic ambiance to the room. Your soft pants fill the room. 

"Oh..my...god." You sighed heavily, your hands gripping the sheets tightly. Your chest rose and fell with the swift motion and pace Naomi had set with their fingers curling inside of you. You could not lie and say this wasn't better than any sex you had ever prior to now. 

"You're doing so good for me, sweet girl." A whiny moan left your throat as their soft praises and new pet name coaxed you closer and closer to the finish line. Your eyes looked into theirs. Your walls tighten around their slender fingers. How could someone be so good with just their fingers?

"Uh...don't stop. So close, baby." Your voice rose and thighs closed. "Just like that. I'm so close." You could not fathom the feeling they were making you feel. In almost a mere second, their fingers curled in just the right spot causing a soft scream to escape your lips. 

"Oh, baby." Naomi looked down at you, head dropping to kiss up your neck. Their soft lips traveled across your jawline, lips brushing the lobe of your ear. "Let go for me." They whispered, another soft whine left your lips as you did what they asked of you. "Yeah, just like that, baby." 

Naomi maneuvered their body back in front of your aching cunt. Sliding their fingers out, catching whatever slipped out with their tongue. You let out a soft cry, overly sensitive to touch as you were still coming down from what felt like the best high in your life. Naomi then put the fingers they had buried inside of you in their mouth, sucking and licking off any remnants of your orgasm off their fingers. 

You wouldn't lie...you could've come all over again just by watching them watch you while they did that. They then placed a soft kiss on your clit, a soft satisfied hum leaving their lips. Their lips trailed up your body until they found solace on yours again. The passionate kiss left you breathless and tasting yourself on their tongue. 

Naomi’s arms planted on either side of your waist, you ran your hands slowly up their arms. From their soft and slender wrists, all the way to the open expanse of their shirtless back. Naomi sighs at the cool sensation of your rings dragging across their body. 

You then pulled them in for another kiss, your arms slung over the back of their neck. Your fingertips graze the beautiful crazy curls on their head. 

You could stay here forever. 

❧ I should be into this guy

But it's just a waste of time

He's really not my type

I know what I like

"No, mom." I am not going on a date with Nick. He's not my type at the moment." You looked at Naomi, an incredulous look on your face, a quiet tut of laughter leaving their lips as their hand glided up your thigh. 

"Why not? What is your type then?" Your mom asked over the phone. You didn't know if you had wanted to flat-out say that you had been seeing someone. The someone being a famous queer public figure. Your mom on speaker, Naomi being able to hear the whole conversation. 

They nodded their head at you, a look of encouragement in their eyes. This whole ‘your mom trying to set you up’ thing was getting old. You just wanted to tell her that you were so in love with your partner.

"Mommy, I'm already seeing someone. And they make me very happy, any more than a man could." Naomi squeezed your thigh, their head resting in their hand that was leaning on the back of the couch. You smiled at them, mouthing 'I love you.' They did it back. Big smile across their face.

"What do you mean "any more than a man could"? Are you dating a woman? Are you seriously dating a woman? Y/n, don't make me tell your dad about this. What do you think he'll say?" She sighed loudly over the speaker. You started to get super nervous. 

You rubbed your other hand that wasn't holding the phone, across your chest. A heavy feeling weighing down on you suddenly. "No, mommy. They're not a woman either. They're nonbinary, which means they don't choose to identify as a boy or girl. I love them. They make me happy." 

"I don't want to hear details about this gay relationship." 

"I never said anything about that." 

"Well, I don't want to hear about it. I have to go. And I'm going to tell your father about this." You didn't even feel nervous anymore. The hard part was over and you honestly felt irritated that your mom couldn't just be happy that you were happy. Why did it matter who was making you happy?

"Okay, whatever." You hung up the phone and flopped your head against Naomi's chest. "I'm sorry she said what she said, baby. I didn't think she'd take it that bad. For once I thought she’d just listen and still accept what’s happening." You looked up at them. They leaned down and placed a kiss on your lips. 

"It's okay. We'll be okay. At least she knows now. The hard part is over, love." 

"Yes. It's finally over." You both lay there on your couch, cuddling for the rest of the morning. You could only think about how their opinions slowly started to not matter what they thought of Naomi. It only mattered what you thought and you thought the absolute world of them. You had truly never met anyone like them. 

❧ No, this is not a phase

Or a coming of age

This will never change

You and your parents had been fighting over the phone and dinner for the last week. They couldn't get used to the pronouns Naomi had gone by and not identifying with a gender, how they lived their life, and how we both chose to live it together. 

You had slowly started to get over your parent’s projecting and ignorance and felt at peace with your life. With your Naomi. They had known how stressful this had been for you, so a nice romantic weekend was planned for the both of you. Granted the weekend had consisted of you two at Josettes parent's vacation cabin by the lake. It was honestly so beautiful. 

The second night you were there, you celebrated your one-year anniversary with a nice candlelit dinner and walk outside by the dock. When you reached the end of the dock looking out across the lake, the moon casting the perfect light over the royal blue waters. "Naomi look how beautiful." You looked across at the landscape in front of you, your smile faltering when Naomi said they couldn't see it. "What do you me- Oh my god." 

Naomi was on one knee, a beautiful diamond ring in their hand. "Holy shit. No way. Naomi." You couldn't help the tears falling and the laughing trying to hide the fact that you were literally sobbing. 

"Y/n. You are so perfect. From your hair to your contagious laugh. Everything about you is engraved in my brain. I think about you when I'm thousands of miles away and when I'm right under you while you sleep against me." You could not stop the loud sob that escaped your throat. You immediately got on your knees and cupped their face. "I can't even remember what my life was like before you were in it and I don't want to know how it is after. I never want to have an after-you. This," they motioned their index finger between the two of you. Their eyes welling up with tears too. "Is forever. You and me. Will you marry me?" You kissed their lips, the kiss so tender yet so full of every emotion you could possibly feel in a moment like this. 

"Yes. Yes. It will always be a yes, baby." You continued to cry as they slid the ring on your finger. You could not have imagined that this would be your life a year ago. You never wanted to forget this. Forget them. 

Your parents would never understand you both. No matter how much they tried to will this relationship away. You both had already left an imprint in each other's lives. This was forever or nothing. Happiness or nothing. Your love for each other was never going away. 

❧ They're so pretty, it hurts

I'm not talking 'bout boys

I'm talking 'bout girls

You had spent the next day at the cabin wrapped in the sheets and each other's embrace. The bliss that came with Naomi was something so sacred and real. You knew that when you looked at them. 

You had woken up before them. The sun shining through the window behind you. Sitting up, wrapping and holding the sheets over your naked frame, you reached over and took a picture of their peaceful state of sleep. 

The way the sun shines on their features, accentuating the gorgeous freckles across their face, you posted it on your Instagram story. The first time your family will see that this was never a phase. It was real and it was happening.

Captioning the picture, "I can't wait to marry you." You had tagged Naomi before turning your phone off and laying back down next to them. Snuggling in closer, they wrapped their arm around your frame and pulled you closer before placing a soft kiss on your head. You both had gone back to sleep. Just you two against the world. 

❧ They're so pretty with their button-up shirts

They're so pretty, it hurts

I'm not talking 'bout boys

I'm talking 'bout girls

You knew you couldn't count on them to be here. The one special day that you'd ever have in your life and your family couldn't set their pride aside and be there. It didn't bother you much because you had friends and they showed up for you. That's what counted. That's the only thing that matters aside from marrying the love of your life. But it still hurt.

Josette had suggested she walk you down the aisle and you loved the idea. As you both walked down the aisle, you looked at her and then at Naomi. You three had all been crying as the seconds ticked that the marriage was official. 

Naomi in their tux, you in your long white wedding dress. This was perfect. They were perfect. A button-up shirt never looked as good on them as it did right now. 

❧ They're so pretty with their button-up shirts

'Cause I don't know what to do

It's not like I get to choose

Who I love

Your honeymoon consisted of laying in bed, sex, beach, sex, laying in bed, more sex, and sleeping. Falling for them was singlehandedly the best thing you had ever done. You could not believe this is who you got to do life with for the rest of it. 

You didn't choose to be queer. But you sure as hell glad that it got you here in this moment.

❧ They're so pretty, it hurts

I'm not talking 'bout boys

I'm talking 'bout girls

They're so pretty with their button-up shirts

And they're so pretty, it hurts

I'm not talking 'bout boys

I'm talking 'bout girls

They're so pretty, it hurts

Being out, not giving a single damn about who had to say what about your marriage, was a blissful life. You get to watch your soulmate do what they love, be who they are, and choose you to be a part of it. Going through the suppression and ignorance to get here...was so rewarding. 

Naomi. They were so pretty it hurt to even express the amount of attraction and admiration you had for them. You got to have them. All of them. 

Forever.

ఌ loving someone for who they are is all that matters. Whether your bisexual, lesbian, pan, etc. You don’t owe anyone a damn thing. Even if your not out yet, that’s okay. You won’t be in the closet forever, you will be yourself openly and unapologetically, whether it’s tomorrow or in the next year (and i’ll be on that journey with you); Loving a woman, loving your partner, is not a crime. It’s not wrong. No matter what anyone says. They can’t take your love, your identity, yourself, away from you. Never forget it.

[scentedinksandwhackedseals]

a very important list of things julien says in a funny voice on her gayotic episode:

gottagetbacktowork!

this isn’t fair!

have you seen hypernormalization?

i was born on september 29th

born this way die this way!

bonus: the way she kinda sings “generationally wealthy person”