#ur like you CAN be femme if you have short hair and short nails and never wear makeup and dress masculinely
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biracy · 2 years ago
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Entering thrilling levels of posting on this site like "if you have curly hair or are thin you're not really butch"
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spidernuggets · 10 months ago
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hi hiii love ur stuff, may i req hcs about jason dating a super femme girly girl, like wears mKeup, wears bows in her hair, gets her nails done n stuff etc? Also being a civillian, im ngl i feel like he’d be super protective, but i just think it would be so cute and he’d be the scary gaurd dog bf lmaoo
been waiting for a request forEVAH
Jason Todd x GirlyFem!Reader HCs
I feel like he'd date a very girly girl who is a hoarder and does not keep things in place. Like you have a shit ton of different types of mascara, concealer, pink eyeshadow. And when Jaspn mentions why you have so much pink eyeshadow, you claim that it's one shade for different occasions.
You also have a huge collection of accessories
Hair accessories, rings, bracelets, earrings
And with all these collections, you tend to lose them all.
"Jason!! Where's my pink bow!!" "You mean this one?" "Jason- No! That's Flamingo pink! I'm looking for Lemonade pink!"
He would help you choose what nail design to pick from when you get your nail done. You like your nails a little longer than average, but Jason's worried that they would easily break, bht you assure him that you're used to them.
In the end, he chooses red and pink nails (to have your nails match with his colour too 🤭🤭), with white pearls and heart charms.
You tell him he can come back later because you'd think that he would hate to wait around for your nails to get done. But Jason is an absolute sucker for you. You can have like a 5 hour nail appointment and he'd still wait with you.
You like wearing short skirts, and you always wear shorts underneath just in case, but Jason is so paranoid. He doesn't want others to look at you. He always thinks he's overreacting, but that doesn't stop him from walking close behind you while the two of you are out.
Even though you have so many accessories, every birthday, anniversary, Christmas, and such, Jason would always gift you with a more expensive piece of jewellery. Like for your anniversary, Jason gifted you a Swarovski necklace that had pink roses around it. And you never take it off unless you're showering our plan to head out in a crowded place and you'd be scared of losing it.
I think girly reader would wear very graphic makeup. Like pink hearts and white sparkles everywhere or butterfly wings on the outer corner of your eyes. When you're unsure of a makeup look you wanna do, you'd ask Jason to be your model. He'd groan and let you try your makeup on him, but he makes you swear you won't tell any of his siblings.
And when your face lights up, thinking that the makeup look on him was perfect, you rush out to do it on yourself, and he thinks if your face looks like that every time you just put makeup on him, then it's worth it.
Sometimes, when you go clubbing with your friends, you'd assure Jason that you'd be fine on your own, but the both of you have a worried feeling in your guts. So when you leave, you're kind of hoping Jason is following you. And obviously he is.
So when some big, strange, older man comes to try to feel you up, you shove him away, telling him you have a boyfriend. But him being stronger than you, he continues to push.
Luckily, your bigger and stronger boyfriend comes to help you, reminding the weirdo that you have a boyfriend. Jason doesn't need to say mire because the man is running away like a scared dog.
Your friends swoon over Jason, but you don't need to worry about being jealous because you already know how much Jason is devoted to you.
Since he's already there with you, why not enjoy yourself with him while you're both at the club?
You'd ask Jason if you can have matching nails with him. It didn't need to be acrylic nails. You just wanted the colours to match . And unfortunately for Jason, he could never say no to you.
So he glares at his siblings, especially his brothers, when they try to question his choices of colours painted on his nails.
Whenever the two of you are together at home, watching a movie or something, he loves to have you sit on his lap, especially when you're wearing a skirt, wink wink.
You try to match outfits with him without him knowing. He noticed, of course. So he's wearing his iconic brown leather jacket, you're wearing your light pink leather jacket.
You'd teach Jason how to style hair, so every now and again, you'd ask him to do your hair for you, obviously decorating it with a bow.
Eventually, when Jason tells you about his alter ego, Red Hood, you think he's the coolest and bravest man alive, in comparison to Jason's initial idea of how you'd react. He'd think that you'd drop him, leaving him on his own.
But when you meet some of Jason's female friends and colleagues, you get jealous that they're more skilled, brave, and closer to Jason's occupation than you'd ever be. Especially when you find out that some of them, like Rose Wilson and Artemis Grace, used to have some sort of romantic relationship with him.
So, for the first time in a while, you start to doubt your position in your relationship. You start wearing darker clothes, darker eyeshadow. Hell, you stopped wearing bows for a while!!
Jason quickly notices this and asks worryingly why the drastic change in appearance.
And when you confess it's to be similar to his exes, he takes the black leather jacket off you, takes a bow laying nearby (there's always at least one or two bows lying around wherever you are) and places it in you hair, giving you a soft kiss on the lips.
He assures you that he doesn't need you to be or look like them.
Because it was you who he fell in love with.
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This turned into a half oneshot for a hot second.
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himbos-hotline · 1 year ago
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"This is a bit weird, isn't it? Sharing a bed with a friend enemy."
OrangeKip ? Or even like, Adam²? (or ur choice!l)
I could be a better [boy]friend than him
2.6k words || Adam squared || Trans femme Adam Cole || Read on ao3
Ink stains Adams right hand like blood drying under his nails. He traces the outline of the bar stamp with his eyes, watching how it shifts when he grabs at the half-empty glass of whiskey, veins bubbling just under his skin as he swallows the rest of the glass down and listens to just how quiet the scraping is when he settles the glass back onto the bar. It's sticky under his arms and Adam presses his lips together to repress a sigh, unrolling his sleeves over his hands. The music is loud enough that it's starting to make a headache grow at his temples, spreading slowly over the front of his head.
It's not his first time in a gay bar; he's been in them with Kenny a few times, always watching as Kenny wanders off into the crowd, giggling soundlessly when he spots Adam sighing at him from over the crowd of people. Adam normally ends up going home alone, a few dollars lighter and a lot tipsier, not that he minds that. He can always get more money and sleep away the hangover in his hotel room. Under his feet, the floor shakes and Adam stares down at his shoes, watching the heels knock against the metal of the bar chair. He's tried his best to be social, squirmed his way through the dancefloor, arms wrapped around himself to stop himself from accidentally knocking into anyone but, like every bar he's ever visited; Adam spends his time at the bar, making small talk with the bartender as he pours him yet another whiskey sour.
He tilts his head thankfully at the bartender, watching her polish a glass before someone nudges him uncomfortably in the ribs. "Hey!" The voice is loud, bordering on annoyed and it hits Adam's ear painfully. He tilts his head towards the man; follows the fade of short black hair and frowns when he raises his arm, clicking his fingers over at the bartender. "Yknow she'll get to you eventually right?" Adam mumbles, a little too loud over the drone out of music. The guy looks at him, eyes narrowed and Adam sees his pupils floating in beer-drunk eyes, he follows them for a few moments, watching the guy drop his arms to turn to him, his movements making Adam rise from the barstool, the click of his boots knock against the sticky laminate floor and the guy looks up at him, unsteady on his feet. "Ya should treat people with a lil more respect." Adam keeps his voice flat, arms folded over his chest.
"Roddy, c'mon." Adam barely hears the voice behind them both. By the time he notices the woman nudging her way onto the barstool opposite him, there's concern biting at the bottom of his stomach. "You remember what I wanna drink right?" She asks, pressing her hand against Roddy's upper arm, squeezing a little when Roddy glares back at Adam, squinting at him through thin eyelashes. "Why don't you go outside?..Find Matt? Get some air." Her voice is floating a little now, words slurring at the corners when she speaks; eyebrows raised as wide pupils dance against the backdrop of bright blue eyes. She sneaks a glance at Adam before looking back up at what he can assume is her boyfriend.
Roddy leaves in a huff, shoving the woman's hand off his arm and Adam pushes himself back into his barstool, hooking the heels of his boots over the footstool. He watches the woman from the corner of his eyes; pretends not to notice the way she wobbles in the chair; her high heels knocking against the metal or the way that a bruise sneaks out from under the hem of her thigh highs. He frowns a little into his drink, rubs his free hand down the front of his jeans and startles a little when the woman reaches a hand out slowly, fingers painted and delicate as she calls over the bartender.
Adam doesn't listen to the conversation the two of them have but does notice the way that the woman's lips turn downwards and the corner of her eyes crease a little, she pales under his eyes when she realizes that Adam is staring. "Do you know where the bathroom is?" She asks, breathing a little heavier than before. "Yeah they're uh.." Adam casts another glance across her smaller frame and smiles, softer than before when she smiles back. "I can walk you there, help ya through the crowd a lil?" He nods over his shoulder, wincing at the amount of people cramming the dance floor. He hunts for Roddy in the crowd for a few seconds, finds nothing more than a few nameless faces looking back at him from under the bright flashing lights before he feels the woman's hand creeping around his bicep. He jumps a little, smiling as he pays for his drink, tucking the dollar bills securely under the glass.
The two of them make small talk as they walk, bodies pressed together. Her body sways into Adam's a few times and he laughs when she steps on his feet. "Ya had a lil too much?" He asks, voice already flooding with lightheartedness when the woman nods; having to lean against the wall when her legs wobble from under her. The toilets loom and Adam's slow to let go of her, slowly prying her fingernails off from around his arm. "I…"
"Will you wait for me? Keep watch?" She asks him, fluttering her eyelashes. Adam can't help but nod. "I'm Adam by the way..Most people call me Cole." Cole waves when she steps away from Adam, giggling when she bumps into the tiled wall of the women's bathroom, her hips sway and Adam watches the way her skirt twirls around her thighs, chuckling a little.
"Well, I'll be damned." He whispers to himself, rubbing the warmth of his cheeks. He isn't sure how much time passes, or how long he spends with Cole sitting talking at the bar. He doesn't see Roddy until they're all outside the bar. Adam's leaning against the wall, listening to Cole slur away with a conversation that's mostly spoken around the end of a cigarette. He follows the way her lips move and the way her lipstick smudges down the curve of her chin, staining her stubble a soft pink. Adam cracks a joke and blushes when Cole laughs. He opens his mouth again.
"Adam!" They both look up and follow Roddy's heavy steps. "What are you doing talking to some creep at the bar? This is why ya keep getting hurt!" Adam glances down at Cole, watches the way her eyes screw up and something in the back of his brain, fizzing with a mix of protectiveness and alcohol makes him move forward. Tucking Cole behind his back as Roddy reaches out to grab her. "What the fuck are ya doing?!" Roddy snaps, hands balling at his sides. "I need to get to my friend! I need to take him home."
Adam feels Cole press a hand against his side and he turns his attention back to Roddy, lips pressing into a thin line of anger. "She doesn't wanna see ya." Adam isn't sure why his brain tells him to be protective but he hears the sound that slips past Cole's lips and slightly lovedrunk, he guards her; watches as Roddy tries to duck around his side. Cole yelps and something flashes against the back of Adam's eyes. He listens to the sound of skin against skin, the feeling of the scuffed knuckles of his fist fit snugly in the curve of Roddy's jaw, feels the warm wetness of blood trickling slowly down his nose and Adam stumbles a little; green eyes rough and focused as Roddy stands up rubbing at his jaw, smearing blood across the side of his mouth.
"What the fuck was that for?" Roddy snaps, spitting against the concrete and Adam feels his fingers flex, cracking a little under the weight. Fighting someone on the street is different from wrestling; it's rougher, harder but Adam stands over Roddy, looking down at him through messy blond curls. "He's my friend"
Cole is still pressed against the wall; blue eyes wider than the sea as she stares, breathing heavy. There's a bruise forming against her wrist and she rubs at it softly, pressing down as the colors bloom under the ink of her tattoo. "She. I'm a she Roddy.We've had this conversation." Her voice trembles when she speaks, following the shaking of her hands as she takes a few unsteady steps, kneeling in front of Roddy. "I don't…" She swallows, looks over her shoulder at Adam before she just stands. "I just want to go home."
"I'll call ya a taxi yeah?" Adam whispers, helping Cole stand when she nods. She keeps her back to Roddy, keeps her shoulders straight and her eyes closed when he yells after her. "Does he know where you live?" Adam asks, voice low against the early morning traffic and muffled by the swipe of Cole's hand across his jaw. Her fingertips come back stained red and Adam thinks of roses growing in his mothers garden all the way back in Virgina or the redness of the blush that he feels painting his cheeks.
"I moved a little while ago..he doesn't know where to." Cole whispers, shivering under the early morning sun. It's turned cold outside the club and despite the adrenaline pulsing through his veins, Adam feels it too. He lets Cole grab onto his shoulders when she slides her heels off and he slides his jacket off to lay it around her shoulders. Cole takes Adam's phone out of his pocket and holds it up to him.
There's the click of the face ID and Adam raises an eyebrow in surprise. "What are ya doing?"
"Giving you my number, silly." Cole hums, chewing on the corner of her lip as she types. She turns Adam's phone around and grins. "It's not fake, don't worry." Adam just nods. A little surprised by her brashness but he puts it down to the alcohol that's still skating through her system. He chuckles, shaking his head at the way her eyes shimmer under the simming street lamps. The taxi comes quicker than what Adam had hoped and he watched it pull up onto the curb. He holds Cole's hand for a few seconds, watches as she opens the door.
"I…" Adam starts, wondering why he's a little heartbroken at the idea of going their own separate ways. She's just some girl from a club that Adam may never frequent again. So why, when Cole looks over her shoulder does he swear that there's a silent call of lingering. "I guess I should take my jacket back?" Adam whispers, gripping the car door tight enough in his hand that he feels the metal warming under his touch.
Cole stares at him. And then she cries. Large round tears slip out her eyes, trailing quickly down her cheeks and Adam feels his eyes widen, lips twisting a little. "What's wrong?" He asks, watching how her mascara mixes with her tears. "Please don't cry." He glances down the street, at the taxi driver who stares back at him through the rear view mirror before staring back down at Cole. Watching her chest heave under her shirt.
"Please don't leave me." She whispers, voice shaking with tears.
"I won't" Adam says, voice shaking with truth.
He slides into the back seat next to her, glancing over his shoulder as the car door locks. Cole slides up next to him, sniffling into his ear as she clings to him. Adam's never been held the way that Cole is clinging onto him right now; like he's a shiny new toy or some precious stone that she wants to keep close, nestled against her so every time her heart beats Adam can hear it. It all makes him feel a little dizzy.
He walks Cole up to her apartment, holds onto her bag while she fishes around for her keys and slides his boots off at the door, watching how she slumps onto the couch. He rubs her aching feet while they watch TV; her legs draped over his like she was made to fit there, they talk and laugh their way through a comedy show before tiredness slowly starts to win out, Adam watches how Cole's eyes lid and he taps her shoulder gently. "We should get you into bed." He whispers, shaking his head fondly when she tiredly raises her arms to snake them around his neck. Adam carries her because he doesn't know what else to do; she's light in his arms and he watches how her legs swing. "I can sleep on the couch if ya want me too." "No!" Cole whines, dropping her head back so fast that her hair tumbles from his loose bun. "Sleep with me!"
"Is it a lil weird? Sharing a bed with a total stranger. Y'know, I could be like a murderer." Adam says, watching how Cole points over at the door furthest away from them. Cole raises her head, stares at Adam for a few seconds incredulity before shaking her head, resting it against his shoulder. "What?" He laughs. "You're too nice to be a murderer."
Cole is the first one awake in the morning, staring at Adam as he sleeps at her side. She shifts slowly, furrowing her eyebrows when there's no familiar ache in her hips. Her fingers brush against the bruise that's slowly starting to grow on the curve of his jaw and slowly, through the ache of a hangover, Cole starts to remember, releasing a groan as she tugs the pillow over her stained face. She's barely aware of the movement beside her until the mattress dips and the movement makes her stomach twist. "Stop doing that." She complains, face still covered.
"Sorry Cole." Adam's voice is thick with sleep and confusion before Cole feels his eyes settle on her. She pushes down the pillow a little, squinting at him a little under the mid afternoon sun. Cole's quiet for what feels like hours, just staring at Adam with bright blue eyes before she asks. "Did we sleep together?" "No." Adam whispers, feeling that ever familiar warmth start growing across his cheeks that seems to only exist whenever Cole stares at him. He watches the way her face contorts before he adds. "It's not that I d-don't wanna…It's just…uh…"
Adam stares at Cole before she starts laughing, softly at first as a weight seems to slip off her shoulders. "Good." She replies, nodding a little in a way that makes Adam feel like she's having a conversation more with herself than with him. "Where'd you get the bruise from?" Cole's fingers are on his face again, her nails itching against Adam's bruised jaw. "I got into a fight, some guy tried to grab ya. Kept thinking you were a guy.."
"Roddy is a little uh…stuck in the past." Cole admits, scrunching her face up a little. "We were friends..know before." Her hands flit out in front of her. "He just…wants me to be that guy again and…"
"Ya aren't." Adam chimes in before Cole can find the right word. The two of them share a small glance that says more than their mouths ever could. Cole nods and then silence floods the room the way the Florida heat floods the night air. Adam smiles, patting her shoulder softly. "You don't have to be that guy y'know that right? If you're happier like this.."
"I am…"
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synchlora · 4 years ago
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what r ur thoughts on the killjoys Transness? like obvs they all trans but whats your takes on the specifics of it 0_0 how do you think being trans works out in the zones? is physical transition a thing out there?? also plz rant abt ghouls sibling omg....
OH MY GOD everyone in the zones is trans <33 i don't make the rules (yes i do)
i feel like w physically transitioning there's a lot of different options in the zones but it just depends. im sure BLi makes hrt medications w/o trans intentions so the killjoys absolutely get their hands on that as well. it can be a bit of a mess for any 'joy on hrt bc it can vary how much of a steady supply they would have, but they make do. surgeries are probably more out of the question just bc of skill needed and also the dangers of being a killjoy while recovering from a surgery, even if u can find a good surgeon. but i think it could happen feasibly, just super uncommon.
i think one of the biggest aspects of trans-ness in the zones is clothing!! it's a huge form of expression and killjoys will make their own unique clothing all the time!! it's commonplace for crewmates to make one another cool clothes and accessories including trans things.
anyway, here r my hcs for the fab four and being trans!!
Kobra Kid:
trans dude! (he/him, but neutral pronouns are alright w his crew and anyone who doesn't know his pronouns)
he's on t intermittently, and can grow a very patchy little mustache <3 (ghoul teases him for it but that's just cause xe's jealous)
mainly dresses pretty masc, but also adores rly short dresses. bonus points if he's got a cape/cloak to go w it
will steal the others' nail polish for Gender reasons and then blame ghoul for it (you'd think party and jet would learn, but you'd be surprised how quick they are to blame ghoul)
Fun Ghoul
absolutely gender fucked (xe/they/she/he. also uses it on occasion, depends)
will wear anything it Does Not Matter if it's masc, femme, or falling apart <3
uses both masc and femme terms. also inanimate/object terms
has a bunch of other names and will respond to just abt anything (you could call her brick and he'd respond)
Jet Star
genderfuild (they/he/she, though he isn't used as often w strangers. even called it/its but ONLY by ghoul)
LOVES long flow-y dresses and oh my god they look incredible in them (every allo person in the zones has got at least a little crush on jet star <3)
goth cowboy is her gender presentation, that is all
new hair color every week baby!! new hair color w every new gender asghsbsgsnsc
Party Poison
nonbinary (they/them, she/her w certain significant others)
will call the others transphobic if they even slightly irritate them (they say it as a joke but god sometimes they're so good at deadpanning it that their trans crew is like oh fuck am i??)
mainly use feminine terms reffering to them
will only wear dresses/skirts if they have tights or even jeans underneath (but also they rock this look somehow)
loves fucked up evil makeup and somehow almost always has some weird shade of eyeshadow perfect for any occassion
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NOW. for ghouls sibling.......
ghouls sibling is called raven and they grew up together in the more run-down part of Batt City. they r literally the sweetest person alive oh my god they would die for ghoul (foreshadowing (but not rly))
they named themself after their mom, an ex-killjoy who got caught and re-introduced back into Batt City, told them abt the incredible flocks of ravens that would gather out in the zones. she told them all sorts of stories abt her times in the desert but they latched onto the ones abt the ravens. they were said to help carry souls of dead joys, gathering at joshua trees designated as memorials and carrying off the trinkets left behind in honor of the dead. it was believed that once the ravens took something held dearly by the person who had died, then their soul would pass on. (this is also how the tradition of having brightly colored masks and beads came into play. the ravens tended to favor the brighter items, so it became an interesting sort of way of both showing your soul's bright colors and also enticing those who would carry you off to the afterlife)
so raven chose their name based on those stories, sticking with it even after their mom was taken by BLi and replaced by a droid. ghoul was basically raised by raven and, up until ghouls capture when xe was 10, they were inseparable.
ghoul tried to erase all memory of raven while he worked in BLi, just abt everything short of actually getting her memory wiped. they burnt all raven's books, changed his name, and began to loathe the family she had before. but despite all the BLi lessons telling xem otherwise, she still held onto an old knife that raven and him had both engraved the sides of together. the one last remainder of raven and of ghoul, sitting underneath the matress where angel sleeps (angel is ghouls new name btw, ik that's not super clear).
but yeah :))) im gonna pretend nothing bad ever happens to raven and end this ramble here bc. spoilers and also sad.
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dykedykegooses · 7 years ago
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i'm askin u every single even numbered question for the lesbian ask game
at least you didnt bother with the algebra this time, for which i am thankful
Femme or butch?
i’m more femme but i try to act butch sometimes and i just end up failing hopelessly. ‘look mom i know how to put air in a tire!!’ ‘peyton thats like… not even right’ or ‘oh SHIT look at that blitz!! that was cool’ ‘peyton that was a sack’ ‘oh’
Do you have a “type”? If so, describe it
not really, mostly just like… humor. if u funny we click
Plaid button-ups or leather jackets?
why not both?
no but seriously plaid tbh
Describe your style
um yes
converse, (ripped? sometimes) jeans, and whatever top i feel is appropriate for the Big Aesthetic today
Describe your aesthetic
yes
ive tried going more punk but its just kinda , not worked
my physical aesthetic is very adultolescent. i got chub and look like a freshman but ive been told i pass as a college senior so like
my Big Mood aesthetic is yes
Favorite article of clothing?
either my converse or my “”combat boots”” (theyre not and it makes me sound like an edgelord just saying that) (can you tell im gay)
OH WAIT I FORGOT ABOUT MY JEAN JACKET its like baggy and light and ive started sewing patches from my favorite bands on it (super punk right)
Favorite pair of shoes?
^^^
oh my black strappy heels, theyre surprisingly comfortable
Current haircut?
ive got a bleached bob rn
Any haircut goals for the future?
i kinda want a pixie cut bc i cant handle long hair however long hair is so PRETTY and wow
Describe the best date you’ve been on
iiiiiiiiii dont really know. ive been on very few. i have a Perfect Date in mind, and i guess my favorite was my first date with my ex. we had gotten back from a successful science competition (HAVE I MADE IT OBVIOUS IM A NERD YET IM A BIG OL NERD) and it was like midnight by the time we got back and we were both starving so we went to taco bell and just sat there talking and laughing and i know we were pissing off the staff, but we stayed til like two in the morning and we went home and honestly we both considered it a date but we didnt like… tell each other it was a date? if that makes sense? idk honestly im triggered
Describe the worst date you’ve been on
ugh oh god i went on a tinder date and this girl like in the DMs was like ‘hey do u smoke weed’ and im like ‘lol no’ and then like we made plans to meet up at a coffee shop and she asks me AGAIN if i smoke weed and im like……………. no and shes like ‘oh right lol’ well THIS BITCH sleeps through the time we were supposed to meet, completely stands me up, and then texts me back like an hour later and was like ‘omg im sorry i overslept!!!’ and it was like….. noon but ok so we meet up after my class and we just sit there really awkwardly trying to make conversation and she asks me AGAIN if i smoke weed im like ‘honey no i dont’ and we just talked about drugs for a while and when i left because i had to gtfo she like gave me an awkward hug and like i sent a text later that night bc im courteous and im like ‘hey i had a great time today’ (i didnt) ‘lmk if you ever want to meet up again!!’ and she just. ignored me lol.
Single? Taken?
im currently in a polyamorous relationship with myself and my anxiety
If taken, talk about your girlfriend/wife!
:)
If single, what are you looking for in a potential girlfriend/wife?
someone who’s able to make me laugh and deal with my bad ideas and will let me cook for her and wants to travel the world with me
Describe your dream wedding
its small. outside. maybe in a field or in front of a lake. i dont personally want a big ballgown, just a short white dress will do. lavenders everywhere. R A I N B O W  C A K E. reception where we slow dance to all the sappy romance songs. its great.
Do you want kids?
not really, but ive considered being a foster parent. i feel like im here to do good; i don’t want to have my own biological children, and im not sure i want to have the permanent responsibility of adopting a kid, but i feel i could handle fostering once we’re financially stable and have the room to accept children into our home.
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?
spain, definitely. somewhere in the north. i want to have a small farm with goats and chickens and vegetables and i want to be away from this american mess.
Favorite lesbian movie?
well ysee…………. the only two explicitly lesbian movies ive seen have been ‘all about E’ and ‘blue is the warmest color’ and i didnt like either of the lmfaoooo i prefer watching lesbian television shows tbqh (or, most commonly, just rewriting all the female characters in my head to be sapphic sooooooo dont @ me)
Favorite lesbian novel/story?
i mean same as above, i dont read as much as i like to. however, i did read “georgia peaches and other forbidden fruit” and that was Really Good and i did read another that was slightly better, but i forget the name but it was about a pakistani (?) girl who was struggling to come out to her parents bc they were very traditionalist but she joins the theater and her like really elite school and the girl she had a crush on basically outs her and is a bitch about it and GOD i wish i could remember it because it was really good
Favorite lesbian song?
ummmmmmmmmmmm i just recently listened to ‘honey’ by kehlani and that was pretty good and pretty gay, but my personal favorite is ‘girls’ by beatrice eli bc holy shit what a Mood
Favorite lesbian musician?
i love mary lambert and beatrice eli.
What lesbian stereotypes do you fit into, if any?
ummmmm now that im thinking of them i cant think of any. i used to play softball and soccer? i love cats. i immediately start planning out the next five years of our lives together anytime im remotely interested in a girl?
Ever been assumed to be nothing more than a gal pal?
i mean………………. no
If a woman wanted to woo you, what would a surefire way to accomplish that?
well bake cookies w me and lets go for a walk & go out and watch the stars at night in the bed of a truck
Be positive! What do you like most about being a lesbian?
I LOVE LOVING GIRLS!!!!!! I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT BEING A LESBIAN!!!!!! GIRLS ARE FANTASTIC!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!
Are you more of a cat person or a dog person?
why not both
idk ive never had a cat but i know i lov them
Turn ons?
i.......... dont know
yes
im gay
Turn offs?
long nails youch theyre pretty to look at but i mean at what price
not having anything to talk about
putting yourself down like a lot (i went on a date w this one girl and that was all she did like the entire date like......... im sorry ? :(???)
Do you usually ask other women out or do you wait for them to ask you?
if im being honest i would love for someone to ask me out but since that is Very Unlikely, i tend to be the one to message first and initiate dates and stuff
What is your dream career?
i want to be a psychological researcher in the field of social comparative psychology how sick is that!!!!! just play with dogs all day and record whether or not they boop their noses on a screen
also i wanna be a farmer and a bookstore owner but thats Farther down the line like , when im 50
Talk about your interests or hobbies!
im honestly such a psych nerd i love psychology what the fuck!! its so interesting like ppl are weird man idk brains are weird
im also having a really big green day phase like billie .. he so smol... and also anyone who wants to bash warning or the trilogy can fight me ok those are like My Favorite Albums
im going to a concert in february to see declan mckenna, a Giant Meme
im getting a tattoo w some lyrics of declan’s actually its gonna be sick
What is the most attractive quality a woman can have?
yes
idk for me its being able to have quick, witty, skillful jokes i just love listening to girls talk and tell stories and jokes like wow im gay
also long curly hair? thats always a Solid Look
Do you love easily or does it take time for you to warm up to someone?
i mean. do we really wanna open this can of worms rn
too late, its open
i get those microcrushes where you like see a girl and youre like ‘WOW IM GAY DATE ME’ however once it comes to actually being in a relationship i throw my full weight behind it and worry that im being too suffocating or that im pushing my boundaries etc and ive been told that makes me come off really cold and uncaring so lol choose ur own adventure, you decide
Ever fallen for your best-friend?
unfortunately
Ever fallen for a straight girl?
can you even call yourself a lesbian if you havent
The L-Word: yes or no? (love it or hate it?)
i havent seen it, im such a fake lesbian
Favorite comfort food?
mac n cheese
or pizza
or cheesy potatos
OR CHEESY TOAST
scientific conclusion: im a fatass
Coffee or tea?
coffer
Vegetarian? Vegan? None of the above?
im vegetarian!! have been on and off for like two years now
Do you have any pets?
i have one pup sittin right next to me and shes the prettiest girl in the world
Early-riser or night-owl?
yes
idk i get up at like 9 which is early for me but not as early as like. 5. so
more like night-owl. thanks teenage hormones!
What is your sign?
pisces
Can you drive?
yes
can i drive well?
no
but i do have a sense of direction so thats cool
Who was your first lesbian crush?
tbh.................... my best friend, but i didnt realize it was a crush at the time
the first Gay Crush i had that i knew was a crush was on my close friend at the time, now my ex girlfriend
At what age did you know you were a lesbian?
uhhhhhhhhhh lesbian specifically, like 15-16. queer, i knew in like fall semester freshman year (so like 13??)
At what age did you come out (if you have)?
i mean, i come out to people all the time. first time i came out explicitly as a lesbian was when i was like 15 or 16 (actually i came out to a close straight friend and my ex and they both said ‘congrats’ like it was weird but very nice) and the first time i came out as queer/questioning was to my then-best friend at like 13 and i came out to my mom (involuntarily) at like 17? ish?
Are you crushing on anyone at the moment (celebrity or otherwise)?
yes im crushing on every girl simultaneously at all times
just kidding
(not really)
i dont really have any explicit crushes that i can think of im just really gay
Talk about how your day went
it was fine. got free froyo so that was cool. found out i made an A on my bio practical, so that was cool too. however, i wore a crop top and it was like 55 degrees out and raining so i looked like a total Idiot but yk follow ur slutty gay dreams amiright ladies
Talk about your dreams/aspirations for the future
most of mine are career-centric, but a few are personal.
i wanna go to costa rica in may, i wanna go to yale over the summer, i wanna go to NYC pride in june, i wanna go to spain after i graduate, i wanna go to grad school, i wanna be a psychological researcher, i wanna move to spain or england or hell even france, i wanna have my own farm with the woman i love, i wanna own an LGBT bookstore/library, i wanna just live a quiet life near the sea and not have to worry so much after a while.
Least favorite gay celebrity?
this is a weird one to end on, but iiiiiiim not sure i have one? i can tell you ellen page is probably my favorite, but i cant think of many i dislike so
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