#salon sapphic

[depravitydotexe]

oh hey dont forget 2 make her ringtone when u call audio of her gagging like a stupid whore on ur cock n then um also dont forget 2 call her at her work 2 remind her how much u love her oh n also how much of a gross slut she is ok?

[strawberry-circus]

They were girlfriends frfr

[impassioned-heart]

Local cutie gets ready to go to the salon

Men DNI

[lhaute]

june, 2024

[quesocane]

Ayyy first time my entry broke triple digits!

[yumikittyproducoes]

They're girlfriends your honor.

[macbxth-pdf]

Being a femme is all fun and cute and shit until it’s actually time to talk to a stud or butch and you’re sitting there looking STUCK.

a super cute butch walked into my job and i literally went 🧍🏽‍♀️

[traceofexistence]

the most unhinged thing I read this week was an american (that's how they intro themselves) saying that Faye Peraya Malisorn is straight and will end up marrying a man, and we (her fans) will end up crying, because her coming out was not up to the american standards of clearly labeling herself, her saying "I dated one guy in highschool and after that all women and my comfort is with women, and I dont know the future but right now I exclusively date women" along with her only known to the public relationship was a 5 year long one with another woman when she was a young adult and not famous, was to them an indicator that she left the door open to dating a guy, and we (the fans) shouldn't keep our hopes up that she will end up with a woman, because she only pretends to like women, and says the same bs US celebs say, and therefore she's fake and does it to gain queer fans because she plays in a GL, and when it was pointed out to them that she came out when she was still part of the miss grand and was playing hetero roles on TV and it was not convenient for her to come out, and got shit for coming out while being a beauty queen, they insisted that it was very convenient because she already had queer fans and that we (the fans) are delusional to believe her words, and that she will end up with a woman

after many back and forths, someone literally asked that homophobic idiot "who hurt you"

and they named another GL love team actress who dates a man

so I concluded, like with every other trollish shit thrown at Faye, P'wan, 9stars, blanket the series, and Yoko, all come from jealous parasocial little shits, who think these GL actresses owe them their lives of whatever, and get mad when their own delulu fantasy was not true because the majority of these actors are simply not out queers like Faye.

they trashed blank the series from the beginning, and yet it exploded in popularity because the creators made the right decisions writing wise, hired a gorgeous out and proud sapphic to play the lead role, and on top of that the actual direction and photography of the show was beautiful, and all the scenes felt realistic and not forced like their fav other GLs with their slow motions and blinding lighting.

and their jealousy became so overwhelming, they now attack our actresses (mostly Faye) and our wonderful CEO and 9stars.

it's actually ridiculous because FayeYoko continue to thrive as a loveteam and 9stars has announced that they will do a new work next year

and honestly I feel for Faye because those assholes not only attack her personally, and try to defame her, but also attack her friends and family who are not celebrities (like her salon partners)

everything Faye has shown is genuine kindness, and love and care.

anyway here's her talking to her queer friends about her 5 years long relationship with her first girlfriend

[indigothemuse]

Cut It Off (Look Deeper)

Sapphic Summer Day Two- Butch/Gender Presentation

Clarisse adjusts her bandanna. It’s tied around her forehead, short hair peeking out. It’s barely to her ears, shorter than she used to have it. She shoves her feet into beat up converse and ties them. She leaves her apartment and heads out, down two flights of stairs. Elevators make her uncomfortable, even the one to Mount Olympus. 

Clarisse emerges into the bright sun, shielding her eyes. She’s going to meet Silena at a hair salon a few blocks away—Aphrodite’s Beauties. Drew and Silena had started it after Drew graduated high school, and to most people’s shock, it did well. 

It’s not a long bike ride by any means, and she chains her bike to the rack. The salon is white with the name in a bold pink. Large windows line the front, lace curtains at the edges. 

Technically, it doesn’t open until 10. Silena had just winked at her and told her to arrive at 8:30. It’s barely 8:20 when she knocks. The pink door opens, revealing her girlfriend. 

Silena beams, pushing back dark curls. “Good morning! I’m glad you made it!”

“Yeah. Morning.” She walks inside and lets Silena pull her into a tight hug. Her perfume smells like strawberries. They kiss briefly, thin fingers cradling her jaw. 

Drew clears her throat. “Hey gays, come on. Lena, you have class at 9:30.”

Clarisse pulls back and looks at her. Drew is leaning against the back door frame, pulling her hair back. “Good morning, Drew.”

“Morning. Let’s go.” 

She glances at Silena. “Go with her. I have an assignment I need to print off, but I’ll be back in a bit.” 

Clarisse steels herself and follows Drew. The back room has a styling chair, and a rolling cart next to it. “If you take off your bandanna, we can get started.” She unties it and places it on the counter. 

“So! Lena said you wanted to buzz it?”

“Yeah. All of it.”

“Got it.” She clasps the cover around her. “I’m going to trim this all, and then use the razor. Let me know if you need me to stop, okay?”

“Okay.” 

Drew doesn’t talk while she combs out her hair or when she cuts the strands. It…eases something tight in her chest. There’s no questions, or idle chatter. Classical music plays through speakers in the ceiling, and coffee brews in the side room. 

The razor switches on, and Drew starts. Clarisse can only watch the mirror as the person in the mirror becomes her. 

Here’s the thing. Clarisse hasn’t felt like her reflection is her since she was 14. Long hair never really suited her, and although cutting it short helped, it’s still not her. 

There is mirror Clarisse and there is Clarisse. But now they match. The person in the mirror finally fits who she is, deep down. 

Drew sets the razor down and takes off the smock. “There you go. Just let me know if you want to do anything else.”

“Yeah. Thanks.”

“Anytime.”

“How…how much?” She goes to pull out her wallet but Drew waves her off. 

“Technically I’m not open. And it’s my store, I do what I want. If you really want to pay, we could use some help with maintenance.”

“That’ll work.”

“Great! Now go show your girl, so I can clean this up.”

She snorts and goes back to the main room. Silena is sitting in one of the chairs, feet propped up on the table. She’s frowning slightly at her laptop, eyebrows drawn together. 

She’s mouthing something, and tapping a pencil to her lips. 

Clarisse shakes off the anxiety and clears her throat. 

Silena snaps to attention, looking up. The pen drops to the floor. Clarisse braces herself as she leaps to her feet. Silena crosses the room, pulling her into a tight hug. 

“I love it. Oh my gods.” She pulls back, looking at her. Clarisse feels warm underneath her stare. This is her. 

She can’t help the smile that spreads over her face. “Does it look okay?”

“It looks amazing! Do you like it?”

“I’ve never felt more like…like myself.”

Silena nods. “Yeah. You look so confident now.” Clarisse preens under the attention. She’s right. 

“Right. I should…probably go to class now though.”

Silena kisses her cheek. “Yeah. I’ll see you later.”

“See you.”

@sapphic-summer-riordanverse-2023

[abesetacringe]

What’s Marie’s personality like?

Hiii, that's a great question actually!! >:D

Most of the time she has that bubbly-overly optimistic vibe to her even when everything around is kinda turns to ashes, but she's really supportive of her friends (or friend? anyways, I mean Monique in that case) and she tries to cheer them up whenever she could.

However, despite her being such a great companion she has her troubles and not willing to share them with madame Gibeau, afraid that it could make her bestest friend uncomfortable.

She has troubles understanding herself in their year of 1920s in her position in life, since she kinda couldn't see what she could do except of working for Claude. She never got the chance to get proper education and, unlike Monique who writes poems to cope, Marie can't even read. She's also sapphic, but I don't know if she'll ever come to this conclusion given the context of the times they live in.

She'd gladly flee her current life and job in brothel if she had the ability to do so, she has those unrealistic dreams of going to salons, listening to jazz and talking to unique women of arts, salts of the Earth.

[howdicallme]

I want a sapphic the phantom of the opera where christine chooses meg…

In this musical I would like some scenes and numbers where:

- Meg solo (with chorus) of Meg being so done with the girl talk of ballerinas about boys and men

- Scene where Christine can’t sleep after the training with Erik and stands in front of Meg’s bed. Meg gets surprised, mistaking her as the phantom. Christine says she misses her father and Meg asks if she wants to go to the chapel or the graveyard. Christine shakes her head like a child. Meg opens up her blanket, gesturing Christine to lie down next to her. They sleep in peace spooning.

- Meg solo where she reads books and newspapers, reading about Montmartre and le Rat Mort, all those cafes and salons with people like her. She asks herself if she can dream of that life with Christine. She remembers her talking about the boy who she played with in the summers before her father died, and remembers the tutor she seems to spend most of her free time these days and keep her heart from potential false hope.

- Meg in boy’s costume, visiting Montmartre and asking things. With or without Christine, Meg wishes one day she will make friends and families there where everyone gives warm welcome to her.

+ I think Meg will fight with her mother, blaming her of doing nothing about the phantom while she knew everything, making Christine experience such horror and trauma. But one day when she gets old and her daughter argues with her I hope she visits her mum again.

[asters-random-sideblog]

hey guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

my name is aster.

my pronouns are she/her/they/them.

my main is @anxiety-lemsbian

If you want other blogs to follow my art/music sideblog is @phoebes-bridges

i love musicals, especially hamilton, matilda and heathers

my comfort movies are mamma mia and high school musical

likes: cats, phoebe bridgers, finland, vintage teacups, watercolours, music, bracelets, queer people, radio silence, taylor swift, rain, cardigans, knitted vests, embroidery, green, lorde, dangerfield, drawing, quirky stuff, ducks, stars, girls, tumblr, tacos, art, ballgowns, long skirts, oversized shirts/jumpers, sweetpeas, rainbows, alice oseman, daisies, mochi, lily of the valley, eliza and the delusionals, pale sunlight, typewriters, rotary phones, earrings, like three people, lavender, floral scented soaps/conditioners, peppermint lip balm, blue eyes, the texture of velvet, being alone, apple pie, gilmore girls, people using my correct pronouns, heartstopper, little women, reading, nice pink watermelon, british accents, a flower fairies treasury, sarcasm, sunflowers, the ocean when it’s raining or dark, stuff that’s naturally grey (rainclouds, etc.) lemon iced tea, frances janvier, spanish, macarons, bubble tea

dislikes: math, global warming, migraines, the sun, tight clothes, pimples, homophobia, spiders, racism, transphobia, shitty people, terfs, aphobia, tiktok, wasps, watermelon when it’s too red and floury, my father, school, most people, being bad at spanish, being alone when I feel people will judge me for it, depression, anxiety, people being ignorant, my mother, drunk people, smokers, feeling uncomfortable, most men, vomit, rejection, being delusional

i’m a minor

i speak un peqeño español and i love cats

my pronouns page:

i love osemanverse but im especially addicted to radio silence, solitare and loveless (i kin frances sm)

im gay (in a sapphic way)

BETH MARCH STAN OMG

love love love darcy olsson and sam kerr lol

i loveeeee enola holmes

im in love with the one bracelet i own

i have depression and anxiety, and probably asd and adhd

feel free to drop into my inbox at any time i love getting asks

i like sleeping

this is a list of songs i claim as my own:

liability, ribs, no better, stoned at the nail salon and sober II (melodrama) by lorde

happiness is a butterfly and cinnamon girl by lana del rey

not strong enough, anticurse, letter to an old poet and true blue by boygenius

meteor shower by cavetown

the story of us, seven, illicit affairs, you’re on your own kid, would’ve could’ve should’ve, if this was a movie , hoax, i don’t wanna live forever, right where you left me, i can see you, invisible string, the lakes, mirrorball and this is me trying by taylor swift

motion sickness, moon song, graceland too, garden song, kyoto and i know the end by phoebe bridgers

watch you sleep and rue by girl in red

there it goes and you’re just a boy (and i’m kinda the man) by maisie peters

summer child by conan gray

all-american bitch, brutal, deja vu, lacy, bad idea right?, hope ur ok, teenage dream, get him back! and good 4 u by olivia rodrigo

just exist and cigarette by eliza and the delusionals

ok i think im done

am i done?

i think imma make an aesthetic board actually

lets do it!!!!

also pls tell me if ur uncomfortable being called babe/darling/love

general DNI's apply, terfs, homophobes, transphobes, NSFW accounts etc etc

have a wonderful day i love you :)

[haunted-headset]

Take My Hand Chp. 1 Get Me Out of Here

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6 months ago...

Astrid sat down in the cafeteria & placed her lunch tray on the table. She was waiting for her friend Keane. She looked around at the cafeteria; the popular boys were starting a food fight amongst their friends, the sporty kids were cheering Chloe Hofstader & Jason Brown on as they arm wrestled, the art kids were happily chatting about their new projects, & the popular girls were creating new rumors to spread around. It was amusing to Astrid how easily the popular girls could make rumors about people that they'd never met.

"Astrid," Keane's Irish accent snapped her out of her thoughts. "You're spacing out again."

She looked over at Keane. "When did you get here?"

"About 30 seconds ago," he replied, taking a bite of his sandwich. "Were you thinking about Brighton again?"

She rolled her eyes with a smile. "No. Not this time."

Ever since Astrid visited Brighton with her Uncle Patrick when she was nine, she fell in love with the beachside town. She'd often daydream about living there; waking up to the smell of saltwater every day, being able to take walks on the beach, & having a higher chance of going to concerts she wanted to go to...it was the ideal village for her.

Keane chuckled. "I doubt that." He took another bite of his sandwich. He looked at Astrid's lunch tray & asked, "Are you going to eat anything?"

"No," she replied, pulling a pen out of her pocket to doodle on her hand.

"Have you eaten anything today?" he asked.

She didn't reply. She hated this question.

"Have you eaten anything today?" he repeated.

"...no," she mumbled.

"Why didn't you eat breakfast?" he sighed.

"I didn't have time to go to the bagel shop this morning," she said. "Dad got drunk this morning & he broke a vase that I had to superglue together."

"Oh," he said softly. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked this every time the topic came up.

"No," was Astrid's reply every time he asked.

Astrid didn't have a very good family. Her dad was an alcoholic with no dreams of recovery, which meant that he would get drunk every day. Her mother was an unmedicated depressed schizophrenic, so she would lie in bed all day & sob & scream whenever the intrusive hallucinations came in. Some people in the neighborhood knew & didn't care enough to do anything about it, but they'd always ask how the family made money. The answer was that Astrid's sister, Abilene, worked as a lawyer & gave money to Astrid & her two other sisters, Rosalind & Hazel. Rosalind worked at a hair salon & got paid a fair amount & Hazel babysat, so they were able to get enough money for clothes & such.

"Well, maybe one day you'll be able to run away to Brighton," he said. He paused before saying, "Wait, that isn't your plan, is it?"

She sheepishly smiled. "It might be."

His eyes widened. "Astrid, are you fucking stupid?  That is beyond dangerous. You could die!"

"I probably won't," she lied.

"I never said it was a bad idea," he said. "I just said it's dangerous." He smiled. "& I like things that put my life at risk."

She returned the smile. "Is this your way of inviting yourself into my runaway night?"

He nodded. "Yup. I'm part of this now."

She laughed. His eyes widened in shock. She raised a brow. "What?"

He smiled again. "You hardly ever laugh anymore," he said softly. "It's nice to hear."

She laughed again, more softly this time. "Should we start planning?"

Present time...

Astrid quietly closed the front door behind her as she saw Keane in his car.

"Where the hell did you get the car from?" she asked, sitting in the passenger seat.

"My sister," he said, driving the car. "Okay, so what's the plan?"

"We drive to the gas station & change our appearances so that nobody will recognize us," she said. "We cut our hair, change our clothes, wear sunglasses, & wear masks."

He nodded.

"Then we drive to the airport & get on our plane to Brighton as quickly as we can," she said. "We don't buy any snacks to make sure nobody recognizes us."

He nodded again.

"Then, when we land in Brighton, we find the nearest hotel & spend the night," she said. "& the next morning, your friend Hilda will pick us up & drive us to her apartment."

"Correct," he smiled. "We've got this." He paused before asking, "Are you really sure about this?"

She nodded. "Get me out of here."

[thomas-jefferson-miku-binder]

hi hi :) could i ask 1, 8, and 10 for the pride asks?

ofc! tysm for the ask and also apologies for taking so long to answer, college has been wild

What labels do you use?

at this point in the game, i mainly just use trans and queer. I've tried it all honestly. straight, lesbian, bi, sapphic, achillean, non-binary, a girl, a man, ace... it feels freeing just calling myself queer (and trans). like there's definitely something up with how I feel sexual attraction and the ace label isn't completely lost on me, but who gives a fuck? certainly not me anymore lmao

Describe your gender without using any words traditionally related to gender

werewolf. i'm not a furry, i'm just a nerd who loves jeffrey cohen's work on monster theory and culture (and I do like to be compared to a Beast)

Something that gives you gender euphoria (whether you're cis or trans):

the thing that comes to mind right now is going to a barber shop to cut my hair. it's such a small thing, but until this year I had only ever had people come over to do my hair, done it myself or went to a hair salon (usually associated with women's care where I live). it was always something I dreaded. so imagine my surprise when my boyfriend invites me to cut my hair with his hair stylist and I'm beaming ear to ear. i guess it's what came to me right now because I really do need to cut my hair -o- its too long yikes

[therend]

I see you, passing the hospital,

Showing me where to go pee.

I see you, right in front of the kiosk,

Your boyfriend buying us tea.

I see you, reading the sign of the beauty salon,

Building on the joke about the literature professor, while he, cluelessly, looked on.

I see you near the dorm, three steps before we'd have to go in,

Telling me to go ahead, so you could kiss him.

I don't have to try so hard, the image is there,

You, him, the lips that were on my hair.

The feel of your mouth on mine takes a second to come back.

How soft it was, how intense you were, the attack

On everything of me that wasn't already yours.

You took me in my entirety.

Yes I gave up willingly.

Yes I knew it'd all come back hunt me like a deer.

Yes I knew you're too boring to ever choose me over Mr. Sweetheart and Dear

Yes I knew I was giving you my heart as a chewing gum,

My soul to suck on until my body was all numb.

But you chose to took it.

You chose to look at me the way you did,

All of that night, after watching something so wildly sapphic.

You chose to kiss me on the cheek goodbye,

Once, gently, like you needed it to go by.

You chose to send me those songs you shouldn't have thought of as mine.

You chose to call me, like that other beloved of yours, Unkind.

Yes, you chose all that,

And look where that got us.

Now I look for you in the subway station, in front of your empty faculty, in the bus,

And you're nowhere and everywhere.

You're my Lacy.

With your attitude changing faster than your hair colour,

But never the weight of your stare.

[torchickentacos]

Song game, starting a new reblog of it just since the other one was getting hella long!!! Tagged by @mistys-togepi , original by @ anglhrtz!! Rules, just top 5 songs you listen to!!! My top 5 varies every 3 days, I'm either constantly cycling or only listen to 1 album for a month. Cycling right now, so here's my current answers!

1- Head Cheerleader by pom pom squad. A sapphic bop with grunge roots, but it's not so heavy that it would be out of place on any non-rock playlist in my opinion.

2- Younger and Dumber by Indigo De Souza. Very good song, a sad bop, acoustic indie, fairly mazzy star-esque to my ears?

3- Faster Ride by Cartel. Full pop punk, a throwback to early High school Taylor's pandora music app.

4- Posing for Cars by Japanese Breakfast. SUCH a good song for writing- a lot of her music is!!! She's one of my go-tos for angst wip writing. It's not an inherently sad song, I guess??? It could be listened to just to chill, I suppose. But it just sets the mood so well for writing a sadder sort of fic. Same goes for younger and dumber, #2 on the list.

5- I've mentioned this one before but White Blank Page by Mumford and Sons- BUT SPECIFICALLY the Haster cover of it for a rock version. I learned this song on guitar earlier, super fun. I just love this song to pieces, not a thing I'd change about it. Original version is probably the best objectively, but haster version for rock fans and iirc taylor swift covered it in like. 2009???? idk there's probably other covers too but my favorite is Haster's.

tagging but COMPLETELY OPTIONAL!!!!!!! - @pawphin @metzintli @percyofthepast @nullians @perfecttransjudaismpatrol @salon-maiden-anabel @reedenthusiest @tohjofalls also open to anyone who sees this!!! You can reblog from here, find the original chain, start a new reblog of it, whatever you want!!!