#WLW DAMMIT

[ur-fav-alien]

Next on the can I ship them list:

Britt and Jamie cuz GIRLS IN LOVE WE NEED MORE GIRLS IN LOVE OMFG

[lucyllawless]

[ecstarry]

Do all lovers feel they're inventing something? I know the gestures. I imagined it all, waiting for you. You dreamt of me? No. I thought of you.

[lesbianoms]

It would be an absolute dream if whenever I was struggling with my mental health, a big pred lady just flopped her belly onto the table in front of me and told me to get into the “therapy tank” while gingerly patting it

Cue the warm, slow, gooey digestion that could factory reset my emotional state into a better one~ ☺️

[beedalee]

Kissing in the Starlight. ☔

I reposted my older makoto x ami fanart on instagram (it's beedaleeart if you'd like to follow me there. i am trying to be active!) and it reminded me of this sketch I made eons ago. so this is me making good on my promise to myself to make more Makoto x Ami art. ...as a birthday treat!!

I had this scene in my head while listening to makoto's “kissing in the starlight”. (please listen to it... i am begging... her original seiyuu is SO DREAMY in it...)

ALSO...!! I found out they did a duet song for Crystal called "Secret Midnight Talk" where they discuss their insecurities and loneliness with each other... if that's not kinda sapphic IDK what is 🥴

[sweetshrew]

thinking about when my ex told me to sit on their face but it was my first time and i have thick thighs! i didn’t wanna suffocate them. so i was so nervous that i literally just…hovered over them.

it was funny though bc at one point one of us snorted (i don’t even remember who) and it made the other one burst out laughing and we just giggled about how silly we looked. afterwards though they were getting kinda impatient.

“shrew…sit down, please?”

“no no i’m scared like what if you pass out or something??”

“don’t care. sit down.”

“uh…”

yeah…eventually they yanked me down and suddenly i didn’t care about them not breathing-

[satans-knitwear]

I rly need to tidy my room.

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

[kissingarthurclaus]

I think I'm gonna do a nice low-pressure sort of event for my fellow wlw self shippers out there next month! Something really simple, come up with a list of prompts, one prompt per day for one week dedicated to us sapphics, lesbians, pansexuals and bi women/enbys to talk about our female f/os! ❤️🧡🩷❤️🧡🩷

[queer-boo-radley]

*clears throat*

[jelliebeanbitch]

hey why do we always draw caitlyn so that she looks skinny as fuck? like ridiculously skinny? like no internal organs skinny? yes i know she’s skinny in the show but that’s never stopped tumblr fanartists before!! i feel like it’s getting more and more exaggerated to the point of feeling weird and beauty-standard-y and unrealistic. we know that vi would kiss a caitlyn with a little bit (or a lot) of tummy !!!!

[borbi-edits]

Wait was this supposed to be Luciana's love interest?

No way either of these fuckers is straight, this a beard/skirt marriage

[taivansupremacy]

Your love is a secret I'm hoping, dreaming, dying to keep.

Summary: Van Palmer longs for love in more ways than one. (A look into Van's relationship with love pre-Taivan and pre-crash)

A/N: I decided to say fuck it and post this kinda as a warm up since I haven't written anything in a while and I'm more than likely very rusty. Not sure I'm gonna stick with this title. I can't decide if i like her. also!! I'm working on a Taivan 5 +1 things fic so that should be out soon. As usual, feedback is always appreciated!

Ever since she was a kid, Van was always on the outside of love. It started with her mother who loved alcohol and men she barely knew more than her own daughter. Van longed for the kind of motherly love the kids at school got. They had moms who wrote notes reminding them that they were loved and showed up to class parties and school performances. Why couldn’t she have that? She thought that it had something to do with her, that maybe she was the problem and even though she knows better now, some small part of her still thinks that’s true. 

She watches her teammates and all of her other classmates get asked to dances and hold hands in the hallway. Jackie and Shauna often shared details of dates they’d been on and the team often talked openly about their latest hookups and crushes. Van’s mouth stayed shut during those conversations. It wasn’t like she could contribute anyway. The pool of lesbians in Wiskayok was small, and on the off chance that someone had caught her eye, she couldn’t out herself by sharing her feelings with her teammates. So she stayed out of conversations about romance and crushes. She didn’t ask about dates or who liked who. She looked down into her soccer bag and pretended to fold the jersey and practice clothes that she kept inside when the topic was brought up by someone else, but she listened. How could she not? When they talk about their romantic excursions, there’s a lot of squealing and giggling. 

Van always longed for the kinds of connections and experiences her friends had. She knew that realistically she’d never get them, due to her lack of interest in men, but she was used to being let down in the love department, so she tried not to let it bother her too much. She pushed those feelings down when they threatened to bubble to the surface and she had her disappointment mostly under control. Then Taissa transferred to Wiskayok High and Van’s “control” was toast.

Van first saw Taissa in her English class in sophomore year. It was a random Wednesday in October and Taissa sat right up front in the middle row. Van noticed her immediately and admired her boldness. She took a seat in her usual seat, one row away from the very back and as class started, she noticed that Taissa’s boldness didn’t stop with her seat choices. Her hand shot up every chance it got and her analysis of the short story they were studying was so in depth and fleshed out, Van couldn’t help but wonder if she had read it before. She didn’t introduce herself to Taissa in clas, but they spoke during soccer practice that afternoon, and from there they only got closer. 

Van could only describe her friendship with Tai as strange. Everyone knew they were best friends, as they were attached at the hip every moment they could be and to everyone on the outside, they were typical best friends. What they didn’t know was that they shared their fair share of cuddles, mainly in Taissa’s room as they watched T.V., and hand holding under the lunch table where no one could see, or tucked away on the bus going to soccer games. Taissa’s head often rested on Van’s shoulder and they always pushed their desks close together in class and wrote notes back and forth in Van’s notebook. 

Van knew that what they had was more intimate than just a friendship. Taissa was the person she felt closest to. She never felt that she had to be anyone but herself around her and just being hanging out with her made her smile a little wider. She thinks that this is what the love that she’s longed to experience is supposed to feel like, but she’s not sure. She doesn’t have much love in her life to compare it to. She can’t tell if this is what love is supposed to feel like or if her crush on her best friend and desire to experience what everyone else has is making her misjudge their friendship. 

Van keeps her mouth shut. She doesn’t ask for clarification or a definition of their relationship, because this is the closest thing that Van’s ever felt to love and normal high school experiences and she’s worried that if she pushes too far and reveals what she is, she may lose it altogether. So she tells herself that the butterflies in her stomach are enough, feeling that love is within reach is enough, even though she can’t quite touch it. 

Van Palmer longs for a love that she’s certain she won’t ever get.

[demontiiime]

I know I may be masculine presenting, but that doesn't mean I don't want to feel like a pretty princess too ;)

[otpaholic]

Unrequited love SUCKS

[lisaslosingstreak]

Women doing some baking, kneading that dough, licking to spoon after she adds the ingredients, getting all hot and sweaty around the hot oven, then when she gets the goods out you get a playful spank as you try to grab a soft bun before they are cooled properly.

reblog if you love women

or if you like baked goods

[oneofstarkskids]

learn a thing or two

genre: flufffff

pairings: WLW, fury!reader x carol danvers

summary: carol has tried everything to get you to realize she's flirting. when nothing seems to click, she starts to wonder if she's falling for an idiot.

*not my gif*

carol was walking down the halls of SHIELD, smirking at the gasps and whispers she would hear. "oh my god, she's here!" "i've never seen her in person." "isn't that-"

she took the elevator to the floor that held fury's office. to be perfectly honest, she didn't need to be here- on earth- anymore. surely there were other places in the galaxy that required her attention and specific skill set, but she had been distracted as of late.

and there it was once again. that pretty little distraction standing in the center of fury's office holding a stack of files. her eyes trailed up your body. the pantsuit you had on was nice, but carol couldn't help wondering what it would look like on the floor.

"fury," she nods as she enters the room. you turn around at the sound of her voice. she looks like the personification of sunlight. dammit. focus.

nick responds, "carol. surprised to see you still here."

she never takes her eyes off of you, "actually, i was talking to this one." you raise a brow ever so slightly in surprise. your father just frowns.

carol let's a playful smirk dance across her lips, and you quickly turn back towards your father. "if that's all, then i will take these down to central and have someone organize them."

you're walking down the hall for only a few moments before the tall blonde appears beside you. "need any help with that?" she offers flirtatiously.

you don't seem to pick up her tone and shake your head, "that's alright. it's just files, but thanks."

her brows knit together, "okay well...maybe after work we can go for drinks."

you think it over for a moment, "can't. i have an early takeoff tomorrow. romanoff and i are busting some drug traffickers in peru. we've had surveillance on them for months now and they're finally letting their guard down."

carol laughed, "you could learn a thing or two from them."

"what do you mean?" you asked, completely oblivious.

she scanned your face for any sign of sarcasm. you were painfully serious. could you really not tell that she was hitting on you? carol didn't know how to make it any more obvious. "nevermind."

"you know...you better get back quick because i'm only going to be here for a couple more days," and when you didn't say much in reply she stopped walking.

you turned to see why she had stopped so abruptly. she had this exasperated look on her face. "is everything okay?" you asked.

carol's frown only deepened, "jesus, fury, what's it gonna take for you to notice a girl?"

"fury's my dad-" you corrected her.

she ignored you. it wasn't her fault you shared a last name with the man.

"i've been dropping hints all day. actually, screw that, all week!" she said in frustration. she was starting to wonder if you didn't like her back, but she'd seen the way you looked at her. she knew gay when she saw gay.

the only other explanation was that you were just plain stupid. "i don't know what you're-" you started.

carol couldn't bear to listen to that pretty little mouth say one more thing. she slowly made her way towards you, "let me put it simply."

"i've stayed on this planet longer than i have in a while. i spend every second that i'm at SHIELD trying to get your attention and i'm practically begging you to go on a date with me. how can you not see that?" she asked.

you looked somewhat confused and even a bit terrified.

"i thought you just saw me as fury's daughter," you said.

carol shook her head and reached up towards your chin, "i don't think about fury. i think about you."

her eyes fell down to your lips.

you'd had feelings for her before, but it always felt like she was off limits. carol just seemed emotionally unavailable in some ways, but then again...some could say the same about you.

but standing here with her looking at you like she'd set the world on fire just to touch your skin, it made your whole body light up.

you could feel electricity surging through you, but all you could focus on were her lips. it didn't even seem to matter that you were at work and anyone could be watching.

carol didn't move. she wanted you to put in the effort and you were more than willing. you leaned in quickly and suddenly all the built up tension was set free.

her hands found your waist and pulled you even closer.

"uh ehm," someone cleared their throat. you pulled away, flushed, to find your father standing a few feet away.

and despite the discomfort in his face and awkward energy that filled the air, you couldn't help but be grateful that he interrupted the kiss.

otherwise, you weren't entirely sure you'd be able to stop.