#sorry i love butches

[one-chaotic-neautral]

Y'all I just had a tasty as headcanon - what if Gert was Vi's prison Gf.

Walk with me here

I found out people are shipping them already which is fun, but most seem to be during the s2 time skip which doesn't make sense to me personally but go ahead. But think about if they already knew each other?

To begin with, they match. Something about Gert was supposed to remind Jinx of Vi (at least in my interpretation: Approval from a cool older punk girl, with side bangs and lip scar, yeah)

Maybe she picked up Vi's hairstyle; she'd already busted a lip in prison, may as well match the hair too. Or maybe she helped Vi learn how to properly cut/style her hair. But we already know Gert likes to emulate the style of people she admires.

Maybe Vi told her about her family, about Powder, who had been what kept her going through her time there. Having someone to tell about all the trouble they used to get up to, how proud she was of her genius, blue haired little sister who would someday change the world.

Maybe Gert got out a few years before Vi did, promising to look out for her sister if she ever found her. She hears about Silco's daughter, a trigger-happy terror of a girl with blue hair. Could this Jinx really be the Powder Vi spoke so highly of? That sweet, bright little kid? Of course not.

Besides, it's none of her business to get caught up with some chembaron's crazy henchman. But she decides to keep an eye out for news of her anyway. For no particular reason.

Then, she hears about Jinx fighting back against Piltover, blowing up the council, redirecting the Grey that enforcers had used to terrorize Zaun and flooding topsides streets using her own ingenuity and inventions. Gert knows now that this is what Vi meant. Jinx was going to change the undercity for the better.

Finally meeting Jinx face to face in stillwater, there was no doubt the resemblance between the sisters. She feels proud of Jinx, herself and on behalf of the Vi she knew, seeing the symbol of hope Vi's sister grew up to be.

What if this is the first and last time Gert and Vi saw each other since stillwater.

Maybe that's why Vi is so surprised she's there, figures things out by her blue hair. That Gert had kept her promise and looked for Powder, finding Jinx and supporting her. Why Gert instantly reached to her for support, recognising that scared, too-tough girl she'd once cared for. Why Vi doesn't let go of her hand until she's dragged away.

Anyways I have a new headcanon now.

I think they would still be good friends had things worked out differently.

[lesbielol]

Howdyyyy, do you have any good porn recs with strap on use? It’s hard to find good lesbian porn where it’s being used. If you do have any recs that’ll be golden

i’m answering all these together because why not :3

MEN and MINORS do not interact (for the love of god have your age somewhere on your blog it isn’t that hard!!)

strap on recs

video 1, video 2, video 3, video 4, video 5, video 6, video 7, video 8, video 9, video 10, video 11, video 12

more porn recs

video 1, video 2, video 3, video 4, video 5, video 6

[fleshdyk3]

lolita hyena 👍

[civetcider]

Traver's new car (she/her)

and robert their deer neighbor (he/him) he's just some guy with a wife and 2 kids who was kinda homophobic but than his son came out as gay and now he still sometimes says kinda off stuff about it but everybody lets it slide since at least he's trying, extra bit under the cut

[globedfruit]

love letter to butches because one of my posts is making rounds and the tags on it are making me think:

i love you. i love you FOR your masculinity. your existence makes me so indescribably happy that it spills out of me. you make the world bigger. you give me room to breathe. when i see you, i stop everything just to look at you. i can’t explain it. i see you and you root me to the ground. before i knew who i was, i knew you. i see you.

i was 21 when i figured out i was a lesbian—that was because of you, too, so it’s no exaggeration that you saved my life, that you gave me back to myself—but this isn’t about me. my point in telling you that i only knew i was a lesbian at 21 is that i DIDN’T know it in high school, but i still saw you. i knew a butch in high school. i saw them in the halls probably less than a dozen times in 4 years, and we never had a single conversation, but i saw them. they couldn’t present masculine, but i saw them. i don’t remember their face, but i remember how they held their keys, how they touched their girlfriend’s cheek, the set of their shoulders when they walked. i remember the leather band they wore around their right wrist. i didn’t know the word “butch” then, but my gut knew them. my bones knew them. i didn’t know who i was, but i knew who they were. when i say i see you, i mean it. i’ve always seen you.

i’ve been trying to expound for 2 hours on “your masculinity is intoxicating,” and it’s difficult because that’s the simplest and most honest statement i could make. you smile and you make me giddy. sometimes, when im looking at you, you look back, and you shine light into every dark cobwebby corner of me. you grin when you notice me looking, and you make me want to open myself up. you warm me. my inhibitions lower. im freer with my affection. i feel my heart pulse in my neck and my wrists.

anyway, i see you. i love you.

[fyeahnix]

Sevika Hockey AU where Sevika is the team enforcer and Reader had been traded to the team in a legendary deal as their new star player.

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The game had been close all night. Physical, too. High-sticking and cross-checks under the referee's noses drew out the nastiest insults from the crowd. You saw and heard and felt it all.

But you tuned it out. You had a job to do.

The Zaun Wolves needed an experienced star player added to the roster to help mentor their rising rookie hopeful, and in an odd turn of events, the Noxus Generals decided to part ways with you, the player they'd drafted with the number one pick only five years ago, for a draft haul in the off-season.

After a rocky rookie season and a sophomore slump, you were on the upswing in your career. You'd posted some record statistics during your time with the Generals and judging by the two goals you'd achieved tonight, you'd say the Piltover Progressors were learning that you lived up to your reputation.

It was no secret in the league that Zaun had beef with Piltover as rivals, but no one informed you just how much the Progressors hated the Generals. To them, you were the bastard child of both, and they were keen on making you feel every bruise in your first bout this season.

This team was fucking ruthless. No only were they trying to box you out from getting the puck, but when you did manage to snatch it away, another player would check you against the boards with their entire body weight and sneak in an illegal hit to go with it. And Janna bless the rookie Vi for coming to your defense. She was scrappy and never backed down from a fight, but she lacked the muscle mass to take the bigger players down completely. Still, you appreciated her effort.

Your saving grace, however, was the large woman sitting anxiously in the penalty box whose eyes locked with yours whenever you skated by. Sevika was one of the older vets on an already fairly young team, and the team's one and only enforcer. You learned over the off-season that while she didn't speak much and wasn't the best player on the Wolves, the team listened wholeheartedly to her wisdom and rallied behind her when it mattered. Much different to the militancy you experienced on the Generals.

Your defenders did their damnedest job keeping the puck away from the Progressors during the penalty. The penalty clock wound down to the last fifteen seconds just as you saw an opportunity to seize the puck and take a shot on goal.

You launched yourself across the ice to gather the puck. With quick stick work, you coiled back for a slapshot and before the end of your stick collided with the puck, a heavy body slammed into you. You lost balance and tumbled to the ice, losing the puck. They'd knocked the wind out of you, and you struggled to stand as the crowd yelled about another missed charging call.

You stood, finally, just in time for Sevika to hop out of the penalty box a second before stoppage of play. She rolled over to you and gave you a once-over.

“You good?” she asked.

You shook your head. “I'll be fine. They're startin’ to piss me off though.”

She nodded. “Gotchu.”

You skated into position behind your center for a face-off near your goal. Play resumed with your center winning the bout and passing over to Vi who took the puck to the other side of the ice. You followed. She passed it to you, and you played keep away with it before passing back to the center. The defender who tagged you grew sick of watching the clock and took it up on herself to check you into the boards when the puck came flying back to you. You lost it in the scuffle.

When you recovered, you saw Sevika sailing over to the defender, grabbing her by the jersey to pull her back.

Sevika then dropped her stick and gloves.

The defender followed suit.

The crowd hollered and screamed, went wild as the two danced around each other on skates.

The defender took a couple of feint jabs, but Sevika didn't fall for it. She kept her guard up and when the defender missed a big swing, Sevika followed up with a sharp uppercut. She grabbed the front of the defender's jersey and held her in place as she pummeled the defender with a flurry of right fists to the cheek and jaw. Her blows echoed off the ice, somehow overpowering the deafening crowd. The defender tried to no avail to fight back, but managed to sneak in a few lucky hits to make Sevika bite her own tongue.

The defender stumbled down, and finally, the referee broke up the fight for another stoppage of play.

Sevika grinned at the crowd, circling the ice with a bloody mouth. With one last glare at the defender, she yelled words that reassured your growing trust in her.

“Yeah, try that shit again and see what I do!”

On her way to the penalty box, she gave you a quick wink before slamming back inside to sit down.

Most of your team were slow to warm up to you during the off-season when you arrived in Zaun. Sevika had been the slowest. She acknowledged you, sure, but actually talking to you outside of work-related topics was like pulling teeth. It wasn't until she stumbled upon you skating around the ice in the brisk hours of the morning did she make the effort to engage. She'd always been first one in, last one out, and for once, someone had her beat.

You loved what you did—the juxtaposition of gracefully gliding across ice with the heaviness of pads protecting your person—but nothing came easy. You were smaller than the average player and faster because of it, but what you couldn't accomplish in raw strength, you made up for it in accuracy and finesse with the puck at your blade. But shooting a frozen piece of rubber into a goalie's five-hole took practice. Ten thousand hours of it. You'd told Sevika then why you were there and while the acknowledgement she gave you then was nothing but a gruff scoff and quick smile, her demeanor towards you changed from then on.

You came to learn that she valued nothing more than hard work and dedication. You weren't some gifted player with natural-born talent with access to the best resources at your disposal. You were you—an Ionian who had worked their ass off from sun up to sun down to have any hopes of being the best player in the league.

As the clock wound down to the final five minutes, you checked the scoreboard. Sevika's penalty time would take you down to the final three and you only had to endure from there.

The Progressors took their timeout. You locked eyes with Sevika for two long seconds during the team huddle, who only gave you the faintest of nods, an action that only said “I got you.”

Your opponents kept up the pressure but laid off the dirty plays for the rest of the game. The message was loud and clear to them: fuck with you and they'd answer to Sevika.

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[dykesevika]

arcane give her to the lesbians pls .

[bigbluehorse]

mods are asleep post extremely AUed d&d lesbians

[kinkystims]

i love seeing queer black people in relationships with each other. i love black dykes. i love black t4t. i love black polycules. i love black lesbianism and homosexuality and transgenderism and queerness and all the ways we can form affirming relationships (romantic, sexual, platonic, familial, communal, and other) with each other. love you black people. i love loving you black people. i love the way you love me back <3

[bloominglegumes]

Wait okay I have one more thought related to the animation: Blaster's hesitation, the sweet little kiss, then slowly moving from hopeful to disappointed to dejectedly leaving to THEN get pulled back by Soundwave?!?! So many emotions and it's all so tasty.

He can't lie to us, we know he secretly wanted to kiss Soundwave SO BAD even if he acts like a hater sometimes 😌

!!!!bro likes to pretend he's a hater even though he becomes the mushiest most soft affectionate guy

[ponderingspecters]

HII GUYS HII back at it again

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[kimaisalloren]

When ur bestie invited u to go shopping but you end up holding her bags so she buys you ice cream

[wrathofrats]

Butch mist who takes T for the extra body hair and lower voice and bottom growth and Aurora who is fucking obsessed with her and thinks she’s the hottest thing on this earth and can’t help but follow her around like a lost puppy.

Begs her for a chance. That she can be so good for her and mist keep insisting that they can’t just yet, doesn’t want to break the poor girl, doesn’t want to go too far because she doesn’t think she can help herself with such a pretty little thing.

But Aurora is insistent, and mist is weak when Aurora can be so flattering. So she compromises. Lays down and makes Aurora lay between her thighs and cock warm her little t dick until she falls asleep. Mouth slack and drooling all over mists cunt but at least she’s quiet, and mist will make her clean it up when she’s awake.

[stellewriites]

butch!141 moodboards? 👀

butch!141 moodboards 🙂‍↕️ - links to each fic attached

simon price

gaz johnny

inspired a little bit by the fics i’ve got planned for them and their characters overall,, i have a reason (though some are admittedly Dumb) for every item on these moodboards so PLEASE yap away with me about them

any extra 1fem1 fics can be found on my main masterlist

[wewerebornsextuplets]

man i dont even know anymore

[nutsack90]

my butch wife whom i love