#and no. it’s not just because i’m a lesbian

[idolomantises]

“I don’t like that Sera is sharply dressed because it feels like a lesbian trope”

Maybe she just likes being sharply dressed?

[imsofreakingtired]

sevika gets drunk and ends up forgetting about her own wife and ends up in the brothel, and reader end up knowing all, but dont have courage enough to confront her, but she noticed the changes on your behavior like, dont wanting kisses often, dont wanting to cudlle at nigh or worried when she tells you that she have to work and etc.

(I am obsseeeed how you write angst, mwah mwah)

- 🧸

ohh absolutely. i love that idea<3 also tysmm!

leave you with nothing

content warning(s): idiot lesbians (slight angst) (not too bad i swear)

"are you sick of me? would you like to be? i'm trying to tell you something something that i've already said"

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i think she would get drunk only when work was really stressing her out. or if her sense of self-worth is just at an all-time low (i’m thinking of the time silco dead up ordered her to help with a dead body, which was shocking even to renni, who was literally the mother of the victim.) when she feels trapped, hopeless, powerless, like the enterprise isn’t getting zaun anywhere closer to its ultimate goal. she doesn’t want to confide in you about this, she wants to keep up a front of stoic confidence to you, because she’s afraid if she reveals herself to be vulnerable you will leave her. 

so she drinks her troubles away and tells herself she’ll clear everything up to you in the morning if you ask why she came home late, she tells herself she’ll just play a round of cards or two with her drinking mates, that you’ll never know the difference (never thinks she’s more sober than when she’s stinking drunk.) 

one drink leads to another and she’s vaguely aware of her desire for something else that night - a woman’s touch, a woman’s voice, someone to hold her and tell her she is doing alright. she’s too drunk to remember where she’s felt this before, who has held her like this, and all she is aware of is an all-consuming loneliness that threatens to devour her alive. she’s thrown back into the old days before she met you, when all that awaited her after a hard day’s work was an empty apartment strewn with emptier liquor bottles. she doesn’t want to go back to this home. 

so she makes her way to babette’s, incredibly calm and collected—she’s good at playing sober when she wants to, and babette is surprised to see her check in— isn’t she married? — but she asks no questions and Sevika sees a woman who kind of looks like you. the eyes. the shape of the face. the hips, the way she moves in the dusky light. she picks her immediately. 

she’s too drunk to care about how it might look, asking the woman if it’s alright if she just lay with her head in the woman’s lap. telling her to stroke her hair and let her sleep for a while. even on the walk here she was hot with desire, but now she just wants to rest and hear the pretty words you would whisper in her ear when you thought she was asleep. 

she comes home at around 4 in the morning and promptly passes out on the couch, not even bothering to change. smelling of someone else’s perfume. you find her there in the morning and she doesn’t remember a single thing except that the coins in her pocket are gone. 

you know the signs; you’re not stupid, but you don’t want to think the worst. until you overhear Chuck talking to some of the patrons at the last drop. 

“yeah, Sevika was here, swept the table and then left in the middle of the round talking about Babette’s.” “Babette’s?? doesn’t she have a wife?” 

you wander through the rooms in a daze for the rest of the day as you wait for Sevika to come home. you’re furious at first, then you’re cold with dread. was it you? had you done something wrong to make her want something else, someone else? 

you don’t want to confront her, you’ve convinced yourself by now that whatever it was, it must have been something you did wrong, and even though you can’t think of a single time Sevika seemed angry or even unhappy with you, you can’t bring yourself to start the conversation. 

she comes home tired and her eyes light up when she sees you. when she tries to kiss you, you turn your face away. her hand reaches for your waist, you dodge her touch. 

“baby, what’s with you?” she asks. “i smell funny or what?”

yeah, you smell of babette’s. you smell of liquor. you smell of lies. 

“nothing. i’m tired. you want dinner?” 

“i ate already,” she says. “i’m going to bed.” 

okay, so we’re playing ignorant, you think. two can play at that game. 

as the days go on you avoid her more and more. you still clean up after her in the apartment, cook her meals, wash and mend her clothes as usual. but you don’t stay up waiting for her to come home, and you don’t let her kiss you in bed. Sevika’s at a complete loss—she’s never seen you this way before. unlike you, she’d never wonder if maybe she were at fault. if she feels she hasn’t done wrong, she’d stick to that conviction to the bitter end. but it exasperates her, the way you elude her touches, answer her with monosyllables, stare at her with a strange apprehension in your eyes when you think she isn’t looking. 

“i’m working late tonight,” she tells you one day. “don’t wait up.” 

you feel your heart drop. she’s already a regular for someone at babette’s, you know it. 

“what time do you think you’ll be back?” you ask, a little too quickly. 

she looks at you oddly. you’ve never asked her this before. “i’ll be back when i’m back.” her brows furrow in concern. “why, is something wrong?” 

“no,” you say. 

after she leaves you pace the apartment for about an hour before making up your mind and running out into the street. hood over your face so you won’t be recognized, you run straight to Babette’s and burst through the doors, ignoring the strange looks you receive. no one deters you—you were also a frequent patron before you met Sevika, but you see the workers look at you and whisper to one another. it only confirms your suspicions. you reach Babette’s office and she looks up at you in surprise. 

“can i help you, hon?” 

“Sevika,” you say breathlessly. “how many times has she checked in here?” 

her brows lift. she checks her records. “i don’t do this for anyone, you know - confidential information. but since you’re her wife…”

“how many times, please?” 

she looks up at you. “just once. a month ago. she seemed inebriated. stayed only for two hours.” 

just once? and drunk? Sevika, drunk? you couldn’t imagine it if you tried.

you walk back out of the brothel, barely thinking of where you’re going, barely thinking at all, when you hear a familiar voice call out your name. 

Sevika’s walking swiftly down the street towards you, her eyes dark. 

“what are you doing here?” she asks, grabbing your wrist. 

“what am I doing here?” you shoot back. “i’m here finding out what you were doing here!” 

she looks up at the sign of Babette’s place, as if she can’t understand what you mean. “i haven’t stepped foot in this place,” she growls. 

“Babette’s records say otherwise.” your voice is cold. 

then it all comes back to her at once. Sevika’s lips part slightly as she recalls that night, the desperation, the way she had lain in another woman’s lap. 

“baby,” she says. “listen.” 

“i’m done listening,” you snap, and turn on your heel. you walk away from her, leaving her behind on the street outside Babette’s.  

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note: pt. 2 is here!

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[ashthedestroyer]

the temptation to buy a strap during v*lentines sales is tempting as fuck but my single ass would have nobody to use it on fml

[alittlebitofloveliness]

Darry Curtis was always gay- the musical just makes it more obvious.

I know it was never Hinton’s INTENTION for any of her characters to be perceived as queer, she claims she didn’t write them that way, and that’s fine. In fact, I think reading The Outsiders as a group of straight men who have the bonds they do is actually a really great critique of toxic masculinity, in that we would see the contrast between their interactions one on one or alone with the group, compared to their macho, hyper masculine personas they showcase in public. HOWEVER, I think it’s incredibly hard to read it that way because Hinton accidentally and completely unintentionally made Darry Curtis one of the gayest characters in modern literature. It’s not far fetched. It’s not a stretch. I’m saying that if you have even a surface level understanding of subtext that it is obvious. Darry’s queerness is as open  in the novel as he is in his life- that is, it’s never said explicitly, but it’s VERY easy to see the signs. In fact, the way it’s threaded into the narrative but very talked around leads me to believe that even though Darry wasn’t out, it might have been an open secret within the gang- or at the very least they probably had some suspicions. 

For one, in the book Darry is never mentioned even once to have had a girlfriend, or even to have gone on dates, but we know he was popular and well liked. You can’t convince me that a handsome, popular football player, whose peers liked him enough to vote him Boy of The Year, didn’t have more than a few girls interested in him, but Pony’s narration never even alludes to Darry having been interested in one. For all he talks up Darry’s achievements, the scholarship he won, the future he could have had and everything he gave up, women/a girlfriend were never a part of it- which, given the time period and Darry’s reliance on hyper masculine social scripts, seems highly uncharacteristic unless there was a plausible explanation for his complete disinterest (ie. being gay). Now, examine this hyper masculinity a little further, and you can see it for what it is, a) a defence mechanism (because it separates him from stereotypes of what a gay men are like, so if he’s ‘manly’ enough no one will ever suspect or discover what he is) and b) the unfortunate complete opposite of that. Just like how hyper femininity characteristic to femme lesbians is off putting to men, the same is true to some degree about hyper masculine men being somewhat off putting to women. Not to the same degree, and probably not as obviously, but Darry’s  over the top masculinity might be the one thing effective in keeping (some) women away for reasons they can’t quite put their finger on. Point is, Darry was never a ladies man, to a degree that is very not heterosexual, especially for the time period.

So, now that we’ve established Darry’s complete disinterest in dating women,  his hypermasculine personality and it’s possible implications, let’s turn to other textual support for his queerness: his relationships with other male characters. I’m not talking about the gang- his interactions with all of them are very friendly/familial-  but he has a bond with Tim Shepard that is clear on the page but left largely unexplained (their weird eye contact and high mutual respect, the fact Tim was at their house once with no explanation), and his homoerotic run in/fight with Paul at the rumble. Both these relationships have plausible deniability- they’re not explicitly gay, but they’re also not NOT gay. Again, Hinton didn’t intentionally make Darry gay, but he very much is, and as far as closeted gay characters go, he’s a fairly well written one, because the subtext is very much THERE if you know what you’re looking for, but the queerness of his interactions is shrouded in this very real this COULD mean nothing characteristic of a lot of closeted queer interactions. 

Having said all this, I think the musical making Darry and Paul’s fight (somehow) even more charged and homoerotic than it is in the book was a wise choice, because a lot of the rest of the subtext was changed/missing from the musical adaptation. I’ve seen the ritfr analysis looking at the lyrics as they relate to Darry’s queerness, and I do think they follow the veiled/subtextual theme, but I don’t think they’re as explicitly gay as they’re touted to be. However, I do think the musical does a good job of highlighting Darry’s queerness given the medium they’re working with, and the actors do an amazing job portraying it without saying it outright, making it more obvious than it is on the page- but Darry was canonically gay in the book too, and let’s not pretend otherwise.

(Lmk if you want to see my analysis of the other Curtis’ queerness as it related to the book + musical).

[sweetenerly]

Why do so many girls like byler it’s weird listening to y’all scream at cons for byler is cringy asf

I love byler because it’s not often we see such a wonderfully, deeply and just realistically written queer love story. As a lesbian myself i can heavily relate to Mike’s struggles with internalised homophobia and the confusion that comes with figuring out your sexuality. To me it doesn’t matter if it’s between Mike and Will or Michelle and Willow, i’m always happy to see accurate representation of same-sex relationships that i struggled to find for so long. That’s why I am personally so invested in this ship.

I do want to say that the oversexualisation of mlm relationships is very much a real issue, but its also important to acknowledge that there is nothing wierd about simply shipping a gay ship, if it can sail then why not? The same people were later screaming over lumax or jancy so i don’t really understand what’s so different about byler. It’s not just some fantasy made up by straight girls obsessing over two guys kissing, it’s been set up by the writers themselves, intentionally investing viewers in the love triangle, and if people can ship Mike and El, there will always be another group shipping Mike and Will, that’s just how love triangles work.

[banjo15]

First of all

Canada is booing us

China is booing us

Mexico is booing us

They are our 3 biggest trade partners.

Our 3 biggest trade partners hate us. Is that good for the economy?

“Hey Max, can I buy that sandwich from you? “

“Hey fuck off I know you’re just gonna tax it again”

“What about you Catie, can I buy some wood from you?”

“Fuck you and your tariff tax”

“Can I buy stuff from you, Charlie?”

“Fuck off dude stop taxing us, I hate you capitalists”

What about intersex people? I’d argue they’re a minority. Non-binary, gender-fluid, everyone of the such. They no longer exist because of you. Trans people can’t even leave the country or get a passport.

Literally a high school student I’m 15 dude. I know I couldn’t pass an immigration test, how about you go try to pass one and just come back to me?

My philosophy about illegals is back in the day our grandparents came here peacefully. If they come here peacefully in search of a better life, who am I to deny them that? But if they’re a pedo or a rapist they deserve to get shot, regardless of place of origin, gender identity, sexuality, gender, sex, religion, race, etc.

Trump literally went to Epstein island 7 times. He was best friends with Epstein. Also, did Elon apologize for his actions? No. He made Nazi puns on the internet.

Mexico and Canada is pissed off because first of all, trump said he was gonna BUY Canada.

“Yeah I’m gonna buy your house, what’s your price?”

“Not for sale.”

“You liberal boy, I bet sleepy joe and Kamala told you not to sell it, all you do is just sit down and drink maple syrup. Give me your house.”

“No? Fuck off dude”

“I’m still gonna buy your house.”

*He went up to the next neighbor*

“Also your pool is mine now.”

“Huh?”

“It’s the pool of america”

“No, my pool. Pool of Mexico.”

And Mexico is LITERALLY sending us people to help with the LA fires.

Canada is our friend, why the hell are we trade warring with our brother?

What the fuck even is MSM? I get all my thoughts from people I agree with, and then I think about my thoughts to see if I agree with them.

Denmark said Greenland is not for sale. We are literally pissing off our allies. We are a laughing stock. China is fucking BEATING in ai. “But deep seek is censored” so are all ais. Ask google’s ai if google has ever done anything wrong. And ChatGPT is also censored a decent bit.

As I said before, if you don’t hate so much why can’t they just up and leave? They can’t get a visa.

About abortion… You do know how dangerous pregnancy is right? And I don’t consider ending a pregnancy murder, would you let a tapeworm stay in you if it would turn into a human person?

The reason why women back in the 1950s had kids is because they were lobotomized and on a shit ton of “medication.” After that, they didn’t have many rights. Women couldn’t say “no” to their husbands untill 1993. It took us a bit to give women the right to vote. They couldn’t have a credit card at one point. A driver’s liscense. Lesbians were fucked at the time, do you vote for the Indian woman or the man who and I quote…. “Grab them by the pussy.” He literally called his daughter “volomptuous” and said “if she wasn’t my daughter I’d be dating her.”

You can fact check me on that. No, seriously, fact check me. Do it. I’m begging you.

And as for many cases, abortion is necessary. I’m not gonna go praising it but… it has to exist. What if they get raped? What if it’s incest? What if the pregnant person is underage? What if the pregnancy threatens their life? Denying them abortion doesn’t seem so “pro-life to me.”

“But that’s less than 1%”

So are trans people and people similar to you have campaigned to take their rights away.

Me personally I feel like they can be a man or a woman if they want to IF they don’t hurt anybody. If I gender-swapped you I’m quite sure you would want your original gender.

My argument for/agaisnt trans children is there are Christian children. I’d argue they shouldn’t go through a life changing procedure they likely won’t be able to un-do for the rest of their lives untill they’re 18/21. If children can be trans, why can they be Christian? Why can they participate in religion they’re supposed to be devoted to untill they die?”

Even then, what about single mothers? Do you want them to suffer through it? Childbirth is a punishment from god, yes? I read the Bible. Why should we punish these women for having sex? I feel like you shouldn’t have to labor a baby just because the boy from the dinner date thought you were hot, you thought they were hot, so you fucked. Imagine if men were in a coma for 9 months after sex. And there was a chance of that happening but instead.. after a baby pops out of them. I’d argue most men would get abortions and it would be a normal thing. And if god cares so much about abortions… why does he let miscarriages happen? That’s another pro-abortion talking point. Should they have an abortion if they know damn well the baby can’t survive out of the womb? And another thing, what if they can’t financially afford to have a child? “Adoption” not all kids get adopted. I was adopted and I wouldn’t have minded getting aborted to be honest dude. I know a lot of people would, friends, family, etc. I don’t support killing out of the womb though. And even then, if you care about children so much, are you willing to make safer gun laws to stop school shootings? Are you willing to donate to homeless children in need? You’re not willing to make insulin cheaper for diabetic people (and children), you’re not willing to fund cancer research (for adults and children), what are you willing to do for children?

And we can both agree that the world is a horrible place for kids, left or right.

Another thing… why the fuck would the FBI make the protests violent? If that’s your justification for that then why didn’t the FBI make the blm protest violent? Black Lives Matter was good in concept, but people looted local businesses to make a point. I still think Black Lives Matter, I just don’t really know if I should support the organization that says so.

There are J6ers who rejected their pardon. They agree that what they did was wrong, why can’t you? Even then, what about the J6ers who… Beat up a police officer? So many others beat up police, I thought you backed the blue? The whole movement was to “fight for your country.” Trump told you to… Fight. Fight. Not protest, not speak up, fight. Fight tooth and nail for your “freedom”. And if you don’t hate minorities why don’t you support DEI? And the plane crash wasn’t because of it it’s because trump FIRED everyone. Literally.

The Nazis called themselves socialists because at the time everyone loved socialism. Do Nazis fight for workers rights? Do Nazis fight for free healthcare? Do Nazis give a fuck about equality? Hell no. Nazis didn’t support a community where they have the means of production. He was a capitalist, if he was a socialist he couldn’t afford to make the wonder weapons that he usually made. If communism is socialism capitalism is facism. I’d argue that if I was a big ceo who makes a shit ton of money, would I vote for the people who tax the rich, who give workers rights, or enslaved everyone to work under me? I would vote for the slaves because I’d be a billionaire, but I’m not so I have basic empathy for people less fortunate than me. Do you?

I’d argue I could beat you up with the American flag.

Yo, correct me if I am wrong please, but didn't Hitler rise to power because he promised to fix the German economy and people really liked that so they looked past everything else he was doing??? Like exactly what's happening in America right now???

So many people said they voted for Trump, put a truly evil person in power, because he said he'd fix the economy, and a little voice in my head is going, "Isn't that what happened with fucking Hitler??"

But I've seen no one point that out so maybe I'm miss remembering???????

[ghouljams]

Hi I’m a lesbian and I love your fics. I also love learning from your sex ed posts even though most don’t really apply to me. Feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to answer, but I’m an anxious virgin and I really want to eat a girl out. How do I do it? There’s a lot of dick appreciation and education on this blog but not enough pussy I fear😔

Any tips? How does it feel? Both giving and receiving?

Yeah of course!!

So I'll start with receiving for no reason other than I gotta think about it really hard. As I've mentioned before there was a long period of time where receiving didn't do much for me so take this with a grain of salt. It feels sort of like a wet flat finger(but softer than a finger like more malleable) moving over your pussy. Different parts feel different(for me at least) and it feels very different from touching yourself, mostly because you can't feel the sensation anywhere other than your pussy. So tongue on the labia feels like wet touching, with a little bit of drag and pressure. Tongue on your clit feels sort of like a flicking, rolling sensation depending on what's happening, mostly you'll just feel the nice sparky stimulation more than the actual touch but there's also a little bit of suction that sort of tugs the tiniest bit when their mouth is on your clit. Tongue over/around your entrance feels again sort of like a really focused but gentle finger, it's really hot(temperature) because it's another person's mouth and wet but not unpleasant. I think what people tend to forget is that you also have a head down there and your legs are gonna want to squeeze it, which feels kind of like squeezing a really hard watermelon. With partners who shave you can get this prickly burn that's not entirely pleasant but doesn't really linger.

Giving... oh giving feels very fun under your tongue, lots of different folds and sometimes your partner has longer labia that you can sorta wiggle against your tongue. It feels like skin but wet and HOT, and a little spongy? If that makes sense, like firm skin but still with some give. Idk all vaginas are different and beautiful. Depending on if the person shaves you're gonna want to sorta part the labia to give yourself the best access, but just licking it feels sort of like licking, well, hair. Not bad, but eh it's not everyone's thing, sort of coarse and doesn't stick to your tongue like head hair does. The clit is fun cuz it's sorta hard under your tongue when it gets erect, and you can sort of flick it around with the tip of your tongue, or push your tongue up under the hood if your partner's clit is a lil shy. Tastes sort of musky but mostly like water if they're taking care of themselves, can get a bit bitter if the honey isn't eating right but idk I don't find it unpleasant. Pushing your tongue into pussy is kinda like shoving it into a tube, there's a little kinda ridged area that you wanna aim for cuz right behind that is the spot, but also just feels kinda nice on the tongue. They're gonna tighten up on you though and it's gonna feel weird, cuz nothings ever squeezed ur tongue like that before, but it's also kinda like if you're making out and your partner sucks on your tongue. Idk other pussy eaters can correct me on that, I'm just trying to make some semblance of a connection.

Man it's hard describing sex because it feels a lot like what it is. Hope this was coherent

[the-sappho-of-lesbos]

You ever feel like: ~ yay I’m a lesbian!! A homo!! A Dyke if you will!! Yay!! ~

And then you are perceived by the general public and it feels like your entire soul is being judged and ridiculed and you can SEE the discomfort in their eyes and just get washed over with this sadness and the thought: oh I’m a dyke. I’m a homosexual.

Because I sure as hell do lolol.

[hanjisho]

leave him - mikasa a., 🩰

synopsis; you help mikasa realize her man is not shit, and she pays you back for it.

cw; dubcon, sub!mika, tit sucking, squirting, cheating, mommy kink/usage *barely, oral sex, lesbian sex,

୨ৎ. an - eren don’t deserve this pretty face. that’s exactly why his ho getting took.

wc; - 1.3k :3

“does he even know i’m still logged in his account? like i’m watching this man cheat in real time, and he is still lying about it!” you just hated hearing of the bullshit eren put her through. he never did anything right, he always put her feelings and her pleasure last, and then he has the audacity to look for it somewhere else? “mika, no more eren talk. focus on the assignment please?” “i will, but listen what do i say? do i send screenshots? should i confront him in person? should i call him now?” this is getting so tired. you wish you could just separate them and get it over with, playing captain save a hoe every time eren fucked up, hanging with her when he wouldn’t make time to, taking her out on ‘dates’ and getting her just because gifts, at this point you’re the boyfriend. and she still stays.. why can’t she see he doesn’t care. what she needs is right here.

getting lost in your train of thought, you didn’t notice the tear drops falling from her eyes onto her textbook, “hey… why don’t we get in bed and watch something okay? i don’t want you to thinking about it. and we can cuddle!” she agrees without looking up, closing the book and putting up her notes, getting ready to distract herself once again.

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you’re not focused on what’s on the TV. mikasa spooning you, all you can think about, is how her torso is pressed up against your ass, her body engulfing you perfectly like a puzzle piece, her being so close to you, so intimately, it gave your lower half a heartbeat. praying she didn’t feel your wetness through the thin fabric. if there was any better time, to show her exactly what she was missing, it was now.

completely tuning out anything else, you turn so that you face her, looking at her devastated expression. “mika, i want you to forget about him. let me take care of you” “but you already do, you’re doing this with me right now to cheer me up, i’m so greatful..” well yes. but she didn’t get it, you wanted to ‘take care of her’ and ease her stress, with your mouth.. you didn’t want to explain, you just had to show her, to teach her what was best for her. taking her hand, placing it on your breasts, assisting her with fondling with them, watching as her expression shifted from shock to desire. “i couldn’t… he cheated on me yes, but we are still together“ “he could’ve, and he did. let me make you feel good mika, please, that’s all i want, it’s what you deserve baby”

as if something switched on in her brain, her lips gently met yours, leaving loving pecks down your neck as she slips off the straps of your bra, pulling it down before your chest is fully exposed to her. without hesitation her lips connect with your nipple, sucking on one, and grabbing onto the other, kneading it, earning a satisfied “mmm” from you.

taking this moment upon yourself slipping your hand under her pants, finding yourself rubbing on her clit through her panties, grunting at each other from the stimulation, feeling your own heat growing as she gets wetter and wetter. "i need you", "yea?" you reply, her finally coming clean about how she's been craving this, how she's been thinking about it, touching herself to the thought of it, shoving her disloyal thoughts aside trying to focus on her relationship.. just to be hurt in the end, so she will do as you asked, forget about him. "please, fuck me". she manages to get out between fitting your breasts in her mouth. pushing her panties to the side, slipping two fingers in, feeling her heavy breathing in the crook of your neck. pumping your fingers into her cunt steadily increasing your pace as she clenches around them, "f-fuck, feels so good—ah" she moans into your chest “you gon’ let me taste you baby?” you respond, grinning at her, making your way to the edge of the bed. mikasa eagerly nods, giving you permission to take her panties off completely. you start with licking up all her slick from her inner thigh before using your mouth to please her, “mmmph- stop teasing“ you take note to that, connecting your mouth to her sensitive clit. you watch as she physically recoils at the feeling, she’s so starved for affection. eren never took care of her like this, it seems as though he only had sex for his own gratification, mikasa constantly telling you she can’t remember the last time she felt satisfied or fulfilled when they had each other. “he never had you feeling this good, huh baby?”

“no, n-never mommy”

watching as she broke character, succumbing to the intense pleasure in her core had your own slickness pooling below you. you can feel yourself drip onto the surface below you. as you continue to lap up all of her mess, adding two fingers back into her needy hole watching as they suck you in and push you out, watching as they become wetter and wetter as you fuck them into her, glancing up at her seductively as she watches herself fall apart beneath you—only to see her expression was full of longing. looking down at you with her mouth agape, eyebrows in a knot with beading eyes, watching how your tounge danced on her tender clit before taking it fully in your mouth.

it’s almost as though every action you take is in slow motion in her mind, so consumed by the overwhelming pleasure she can barely process it. so lost in the sensation, grabbing a fistful of your hair fucking herself into your mouth, as she feels an unfamiliar knot forming in her essence, her heart rate skyrocketing and her breathing uncoordinated, releasing sounds she didn’t even know she was capable of making. finding herself releasing her grip on your hair reaching back and watching intensely as your pretty face takes her. riding your face in as she nears her release

you pull your mouth away from her center and gaze into her eyes. “can you handle another?” you mutter softly as her eyes widen. without further warning adding a third finger—stretching her out, stuffing her. she let out a high pitched, breathy ‘mm’ that echoed her desire. you kept your pace steady but also noticing how her moans were growing increasingly louder, how the way she was riding your fingers became sloppier and sloppier. “cum for me baby, i know you want to” her choking at the sound of your soft voice, feeling the knot intensify, using your other hand to rub down on her clit, fitting it between your thumb and pointer finger, her being so sensitive already it made her tremble with pleasure.

“i’m cumming, m-mommy, please”, “cum all over my fingers baby”.

it took less than a second before you felt her tighten around you, her body convulsing as she squirted uncontrollably. your eyes widen in disbelief as you pump your fingers into her as she finishes, her body trembled—her core pulsing with each aftershock, the rhythmic contractions taking over, desperate, guttural moans filled the room as she indulged in a sensation she’d never experienced before. pulling out your fingers, looking up at her, you put them into her mouth and push them in “clean them” you say to her. you watch as she cleans off the mess she made all over your hands. she doesn’t miss a spot, licking where she has to, moaning at the saltiness of herself. all you could think about is how you’re going to fuck yourself with this exact sight in mind later, “sooo good, mika” is all you could get out as she maintained eye contact completing the demand you gave her.

“you cleaned off my fingers. but now you got to clean up..that” you say glancing at the pool of her release on the surface below you. she quickly blushes, nervously laughing as she agrees with you.

“promise me you’ll leave him, mika”

“don’t worry love, i’m all yours.”

୨ৎ. an - this was longer than my first work!! hope you enjoyed

૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა

[8-evil-annoying-catboys]

tbh generally, i think that gendered spaces in general can be very hostile to trans people, even if they claim to be trans-inclusive and include trans people of the gender they allow, and i think this is particularly true when the criteria is not “you must be a woman/man to enter” but instead “you must NOT be a man/woman to enter.” this is my perspective partially also because i’m bigender, so on paper i should be allowed into both women’s and men’s spaces if they affirm trans identities, but we live in a binary world, where multigender people are ignored or scorned by monogender people, even in the trans community, so in practice this gets muddy.

the other thing i’m thinking about in this conversation, that wasn’t mentioned in the above comment, is that it’s easy for “you must NOT be a man to enter” to become “you must be at least THIS feminine to ride” or “you must NOT be a woman to enter” to become “you must be at least THIS masculine to ride,” if it is enforced vigilantly. if someone says they’re a man, then comes back 3 days later saying they’re a woman, or vice versa, well, then what? usually even a trans person identifying in good faith won’t have changed much about themselves in 3 days that isn’t perfectly reversible and something that the strawman cis person pretending to be trans for nefarious purposes couldn’t also do, and someone who ends up transitioning back to a cis identity but has already medically transitioned wouldn’t be able to retransform their body in that time, either. so, does the space let them in, or throw them out? and if the space throws them out, how much do they have to change about themselves to be allowed in? what about the people who can never pass as a cis person of the gender that’s allowed? how are they treated?

this isn’t to say that there are no gender specific spaces that affirm trans people and make an effort to include multigender people and all, although i highly doubt more than 5 gender segregated spaces exactly like i described exist worldwide, if any exist at all. my point is that it leaves too much room for harm to be done to trans people.

and anyway, there’s very few, if any, cases in which gender segregation makes any sense at all. restrooms and locker rooms could be single-stall and gender neutral and it would be safer and more comfortable for EVERYONE. shelters for survivors of DV could be co-ed, and at most, separate off survivors who are too traumatised to feel safe around the other gender into smaller spaces with other survivors who are going thru the same thing, but have the main space be co-ed. everything else either should be, or already is co-ed to some degree, whether you like it or not. feminist spaces have men in them, and we need men in feminist spaces if we want to liberate women and trans and intersex people. lesbian spaces have men in them, and their experience is just as valuable as every woman who shares that community with them. sports SHOULD be co-ed and have classes defined by weight or height or skill/speed/etc. instead of gender, anyway—that would also give smaller men a better chance to participate and give bigger women more stimulation in the form of fair opponents. i could go on, but i think i’ve made my point.

okay my question, genuinely, to trans men in the transandrophobia space, is this:

upon what grounds can someone justifiably be excluded from a womens space if not their gender? if trans men should be allowed into womens spaces, then why not cis men? i mean, theyre men, we're men, and if we're allowed in, why shouldnt they be? "they dont face the same struggles that we do!" lmao some of them do!

its just perplexing why the statement "the only reason someone can justifiably be excluded from a gender segregated space is that they are not the gender that the space is for" is so fucking offensive to people all on its own? like yeah yeah our struggles but like we are still men, right? and these spaces are for women, right? so why is "you are being excluded for being a man" when you are one treated like this absurdly offensive thing or like theres "no reason" for it. there is one! youre a guy lol.

whether you think that you should be excluded for being a guy or not is not the question im asking here-- its that, if being a man is not a justifiable reason to exclude someone from a womens space, then what is lmao?

[i-put-the-milk-before-the-cereal]

Dude I just remembered the stupid reason a classmate gave to me to make me not ship Sonadow

“Because that would imply that Sonic’s a girl and it’s toxic” like bro?????? You literally know I’m a mentally ill lesbian creature and u say that???? 💀💀💀💀

[cloudbug08]

I just wanted to say, when I use “___!reader” in my fics, like femme! Or fem! They mean different things, femme, is an exclusively lesbian term, as well as butch. Fem and masc, are just sapphic terms, I use femme! In relation to femmexbutch/stud relationship dynamics.

Femme: refers to an identity rather than an aesthetic, it carries cultural, personal and political significance.

Fem: mainly focuses of the aesthetics of being feminine, like traditionally ‘feminine’ traits such as gentleness, nurturing, or appearing feminine. (I’m not saying only women are gentle or nurturing, I don’t adhere to outdated beliefs like that, this is just the general meaning from what I’ve researched)

“Femme” generally is an identity that challenges gender norms, is often political and community specific. With no regard to men or the male gaze. Generally ‘femme’ women, experience and present femininity differently from women who are attracted to men. For a lot, being femme means exercising your femininity (gender confirming privilege) to speak up for butches, studs, stems, mascs or any gnc lesbians/sapphic people who don’t have that privilege/ability.

For me personally, being a femme, doesn’t just mean a ‘feminine lesbian’ it gives me agency to embrace my femininity in a way I never did when I thought I like men or when I was suffering from comphet, I express my femininity in a way that doesn’t appease men.

I just wanted to explain my reasoning because I know femme/fem can cause some confusion, I’m still brushing up on my lesbian history, so if anyone is more experienced or more knowledgeable on lesbian history feel completely free to correct me! I’m completely open to learning more. Love yall <3

[kerrslvr]

love, sweet love // teagan micah au

in which, teagan and her girlfriend share their life in the run up to a very busy summer.

warnings; sexual content, swearing, typos probably lol

i haven’t written anything for a long time so this feels weird. lmk if you liked my return xox

disclaimer: images are NOT mine, all were found on the internet. full credit to the original owners.

teaganmicah

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teaganmicah cheers for all the support after the game today. here’s where i’ll be for the rest of the weekend😍

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yn tag urself i’m the sweet wrapper on the sofa

teaganmicah shock

elliecarpenter 😻😻 you two

charligrant on fire today 😏

teaganmicah just say u wanna join liverpool😏

yn

🎼 messy - lola young

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yn in my messy wag era

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teaganmicah 😍😍😍😍😍😍 oh mama

hayleyraso you two are making everyone else feel hot 🥵

samanthakerr20 boob jobs done you well ay

yn speak for yourself there lass

teaganmicah

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teaganmicah pics i’ve sent to the family group chat this week x

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elliecarpenter SHES DONE IT

marie_hoeb wedding bells!!!!!!!! congrats girls

liverpoolwfc congratulations teagan and yn 🥳

stephcatley congrats darlin😘

yn

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yn babe wake up your favourite emotional support lesbians just got engaged on the river seine

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kaitlynmicah HALLELUJAH

charligrant whooooooooooop whoooooooooop🤪

alannakennedy girls🥺 congrats xx

samanthakerr20 does teagan know you wanna walk down the aisle to dancing through life

yn well she does now

teaganmicah

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teaganmicah mood bc she’s chosen to be my wife

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yn happy wife happy life x

kyracooneycross you two are too cute

elliecarpenter i can’t believe you’re getting married omfg

caitlinfoord better be a free bar 🤨

yn have you seen how much corona you guys drink?

yn

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yn swipe for some of the insane engagement party antics

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kristiemewis being pregnant is a blessing because i got to witness all of this sober

yn i, for one, am glad i wasn’t sober

teaganmicah you and me both

samanthakerr20 now who in gods name wrote on that lamppost

yn sure as shit wasn’t me do i look like i sling that thing around?

teaganmicah dom fem allegations out of the window😍

charligrant 😍😍

hayleyraso does teagan ever look anywhere but south when she’s with you

teaganmicah clearly, no

[punk-butch-bitch]

I fucking hate this. I’ve been a supporter of trans individuals, women and men, basically since I learned they existed (at 16, I grew up very sheltered and that’s when I finally had some internet access and learned about them). I’ve supported and defended my trans feminine friends from harassment and always tried to be a good friend, but the MOMENT I came out as a butch lesbian something changed. Now I’m getting lectured about “gender roles” and “how I shouldn’t look for people with specific characteristics”, also hinting I might be straight still because I’m mostly butch4butch and therefore don’t like “real women” I guess. They pressured me for years to be transmasculine when I was confused about my gender, but I let that slide at the time. And I mean actually pressured, not just suggested gently. And now they act like they’re more womanly than me and can educate me all the damn time about how women “really feel” because I’m a butch and she’s more feminine. Being a stone top only furthered me away from womanhood in their mind. Its just frustrating. I don’t think all or most trans women act like this but I’ve definitely met more than a few who were very obsessed with patriarchal feminity.

Seeing masculine women, especially lesbians, defend TRA till their last breath and then watching them get told they’re “terfy” for calling themselves a lesbian/not catering trans enough/etc and it’s just like. Have some self respect for yourself.

I always think about this video by Hannah Berelli

“They hate masculine women. They hate lesbians… the only way to exist in that space is to pretend as if being masculine makes you not a woman. Give up. They’re never going to accept you” -Hannah Berrelli

You can write all these think pieces about how lesbian or butch is your gender identity, how loving women isn’t terfy and you totally accept trans women. They don’t fucking care. Being a gender-non conforming woman is universally hated even by the spicy straights.

[nosecondivelived]

if ambessa medarda has 100 fans i’m one of them.

if ambessa medarda has 10 fans i’m one of them.

if ambessa medarda has 1 fan it’s me.

if ambessa medarda has no fans i’m dead.

[justbackgroundnoise]

Chappell Roan, a lesbian, went on a national broadcast tonight and performed a song about dating a closeted woman who refuses to acknowledge their relationship and denies the fact that she’s a lesbian. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that happening but here we are and it’s amazing.

As a lesbian woman, to have an artist go out and be so entirely herself in every way, to be so proud of her own sexuality and to perform a song like this and have it be broadcasted to millions of people…it makes me so emotional. All I have ever wanted as a queer woman is to have this sort of unabashed representation and we’re finally getting it in such an incredible way. What an era we are living in and all I can say is long may it continue and I am so proud to be a Chappell Roan fan.