#okay dyke

[paddingtonfan69]

ok so they’re gonna bone down during for good

[libraryposting]

Sorry for the photo dump but Im going through old photos to print and i present a collection of lesbian pictures of me age 17-20 from before i realized i was a lesbian. Because this is getting out of hand

[bewilclerment]

Still not over the fact that Rio knew the Road doesn’t exist and was only summoned and present for Agatha, to keep an eye on her ;-;

[dyouknowwhatimean-archive]

omg watching aftersun and this made me very emotional i used to collect these when i was a kid i had a whole bunch

[sapphicides]

i’m so tired of tiktok lesbians talking about a “masc shortage” when the closest thing to a butch woman they can handle is ellen degeneres

[cursedyuri]

so, your best friend accidentally sent you a video of her masturbating. what now?

18+ below! smut smut smut!

ellie’s bedroom is heavy with the scent of sex, her fingers still pruned from her own wetness. she’s spent the last few minutes tense and panicked, too paralyzed with anxiety to get up and put some clothes on, and she’s considering what she’ll change her name to and where she’ll move to start a new life when you finally, finally text her back.

it’s okay. give me a second to reply, alright?

the weight on her chest eases a bit at your reassurance, but a new spark of uncertainty flares up at the second part of the message: give me a second to reply. jaw tight, she sends you a question mark, then follows up with you don’t have to respond. it’s probably better if you don’t?? again i’m so fucking sorry.

but as the minutes tick by, slow and lazed, she starts to panic again. her mind conjures every possible response you could send her next: an angry thesis statement on why ellie’s a disgusting pervert, a seething comment about how stupid she must be for sending a video like that so carelessly. would you ever look at her the same way? would things ever be the same?

all it takes is another notification from you to make every imagined worst-case scenario evaporate. ellie clicks the notification as soon as it pops up, chewing on the soft flesh of her inner lip.

it’s a video.

you sent her a video.

she hits the play button without a second thought, heartbeat thudding in her ears.

“i know you’re probably embarrassed,” you say, head tilting as you frown with sympathy. a blush paints ellie’s cheeks bright red. “but i need you to know how wet that made me.”

holding the camera up, you extend your arm outwards to reveal the rest of your body - your naked body, ellie realizes with a shock. she sits up in bed, back ramrod straight, her phone shaking as a nervous tremor strikes through her. but she can’t look away - not when you’re tracing a hand down the soft curves of your body, fingertips grazing over one peaked nipple, then moving lower, lower. ellie swears she’s forgotten how to breathe.

you release a pleased hum. “i liked watching you touch yourself,” you say, so matter-of-fact. “i hope you like watching me.”

and she does, god she does. she settles back down onto the mattress, eyes never leaving the screen as you work two fingers through your soaked folds. you moan and sigh and keen, rolling your hips down against your own hand, the wet sounds of your pussy so intoxicating, ellie can’t believe she’s gone her whole life without seeing you like this.

and it might be wrong, the way her own hand drifts between her legs to find herself still hot and wet, but she doesn’t have it in herself to care. she dips a finger inside of herself as she watches you ride your own hand, grinding down on your palm as your fingers work in and out of your cunt. she finds a rhythm that matches your own; soon enough, you’re both gasping at the pleasure building beneath your waistline. with every roll of your hips, ellie’s cunt tightens, flooding with slickness - as if she could get any wetter.

as you get closer to the edge, your grip on your phone falters and the camera starts to shake. ellie hisses and curses under her breath when your phone captures the blissed-out look on your face: eyes rolled back, brows pulled together, teeth sinking into your lower lip.

“oh - oh my god,” you stutter, panting, “i’m gonna come, ellie.”

ellie. ellie ellie ellie.

“holy fuck.” ellie’s pussy clamps down around her fingers at the sound of her name on your lips; her thumb glides over her clit just right, and she didn’t think she’d come this fast but she does, her vision exploding into blinding white as her orgasm crashes into her. it’s the only time she looks away from the video on her screen - but she certainly hears your orgasm, all high-pitched moans and ragged breaths, your cunt gushing onto your fingers.

when ellie finds the strength to open her eyes again, the video is still playing. you’re catching your breath, chest shimmering with a thin layer of sweat. you look at the camera and smile. ellie thinks she might pass out.

“thanks for the video,” you say, lifting your free hand up to wave.

when you bring your fingers to your mouth and purse your lips around them, sucking them clean of your own come, ellie’s sure she’s going to pass out.

and then, she decides, she’s going to fuck you stupid.

[unlimitedbutchworks]

it’s fascinating how trans women on here are tokenized to signal people’s comraderie with trans (terfs dni in bio/trans women are loved here), while at the same time we’re also harshly ejected from communities and painted as predators for piecemeal grievances that are handwaved away when done by non trans women. you can say all kinds of nasty stuff about someone, and as long as she’s a trans woman, people will believe it! people love the ideal of a trans woman but haven’t worked on their biases enough to do anything but grow to despise actual trans women

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

⛪️🏍️✝️🪧🏳️‍🌈😈😇

👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍👩👭❤️🧡🤍🩷

[fictiongods]

Most unrealistic thing about Alex in season two is that she was actively pushing Mon el and Kara together because no lesbian would want that if they were fighting they’d immediately go “idk just break up with him…or hit him with a car idc which either is fine”

Then most realistic thing in season five is Alex constantly being like “okay yeah whatever how did it go with Lena last night I’ve been DYING to know” like she needed the gay drama and that’s what we call character development.

[fadeintoyou1993]

KYLE MACHLACHLAN as Jeffrey Beaumont Blue Velvet (1986) dir. David Lynch

[boytransmission]

been a while since i started using candles instead of the big light for night showers... it's lovely

$app + wishlist

[syn0vial]

my gun-loving, car guy, "i'm the straightest man i know" brother who just finished baldur's gate 3 talking about astarion:

[xooli]

overheating

hot butch summer?

men and minors dni

[that-butch-archivist]

source: That's Ms. Bulldyke to You, Charlie! by Jane Caminos

[fatfemmegf]

hiiii to the butches that will let me tie them up so i can get myself off while they are forced to only watch

[girlonthelasttrain]

少女革命ウテナ//Revolutionary Girl Utena

世界を革命する者//“The One to Revolutionize the World”

Juri: When you think about it, even thought I'm a member of the Student Council, all I ever did was think about myself. Utena: Are you... talking about Shiori? Juri: Why is it... Why can't I set my feelings free? What are you going to do with Anthy?