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I want a butch to tell me to go make her a sandwich and bring her beer and then she would slap my ass as thank you and I would finally be happy, oh my godd

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Of course baby, we can go out drinking tonight. We’ll go to that place you like so much, where they make your favourite martini just right.

Oh, you’ll wear my favourite outfit of yours? The one with the skirt that just barely reaches mid thigh, and the fishnets underneath. That top that fits you so perfectly, and drops just low enough.

You won’t mind if I spend my night staring at you, right angel? You just look so….delicious, and that look in your eye tells me you know exactly what you’re doing.

You have to go to the restroom? Of course I can walk with you, baby. Just don’t be too surprised when I go with you, and close the door behind us to shove you against it.

I’ve been wanting to get my hands on you all night long, darling.

It’s a shame we can’t stay in there for long, you look so pretty with your lipstick messy, and your skirt pushed up

You practically drag me home after that, acting all bossy, like you’re the one in control. But we both know the truth, don’t we? You’re desperate. You try to be all demanding about it, but you just want me to ruin you.

So where does that attitude go? When I stand behind you in front of the mirror, so you can see just how messy you look already. Suddenly all you can do whine and gasp as my hand reaches under that pretty skirt of yours.

You can speak up about what you want, right? Be a good girl, and beg for it. I know you don’t want to, but you sound so perfect when you beg for me, angel.

When you finally give in, I won’t be able to contain my desire any longer. Forget about slow and sensual undressing, I’ll rip the fishnets open and lift your skirt up to get what I want.

I know this is what you’ve been wanting all night baby, now let’s see if you can take it.

This post is about WLW, men and minors DNI!!!

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shoutout to femmes who don’t shave !!! femmes who still wear mini skirts and micro shorts with unshaven legs. The femmes who wear low rise jeans and crop tops that show off their happy trail and feel so hot doing so. femmes with arm hair and unshaved pits that still wear tank stops. The femmes with bush and choose not to shave it because they feel the most feminine that way.

The femmes that know it’s natural and that having body hair doesn’t make you any less feminine!!!

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native queers I love you 2Spirit fags and dykes I love you indigenous genderqueer people I love you third gender people I love you māhū I love you ahhhhhhhh

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this might be a long post but it's something very personal to me that I think a lot of my fellow lesbians will relate to

I've struggled with identifying as a lesbian for a long time, and a lot of it has had to do with my lack of involvement in the lesbian community and lack of lesbian/sapphic friendships

As a young teen (13 or so) I readily expressed my sexuality, shouting to anyone that i talked to that "I'm a lesbian!"

But I was met with confused faces, questions like "how do you know? don't you want to figure yourself out and experiment first? well, maybe you just aren't interested in any of the boys at your school?"

I started dressing more masculine, accepting that if I was going to be a lesbian I had to look and dress the way the straight cis-hetero people around me expected me to. This only lead to more ostracization, and a disconnect from how I really wanted to present myself

In high-school, I stopped identifying as a lesbian, started answering questions about my sexuality with a shrug and a flippant comment. I still dressed more masculine than most girls my age, but because I had ingrained a belief in my mind that I wasn't "good enough", "thin enough", or "pretty enough" to be feminine in the eyes of the heteropatriarchy. That my interests weren't "girly enough". That women wouldn't be attracted to me anyway.

I lied to myself and the people around me, "yeah actually I am attracted to men", and "well I want kids eventually so I'll have to marry a man"

By college I was well adapted to pretending to be interested in men, bolstered by the fact almost all of my friends were.

but things changed around the time I turned 19. I read books like stone butch blues, learned what a "femme" was. I took in information greedily, a sense of familiarity and "rightness" began to grow roots in me.

The more I read and interacted with the lesbian community, the more I recognized myself. That the heteropatriarchal concepts of femininity I had been so scared of were not the only ways to express femininity.

I began recognizing myself more and more as I started dressing the way I wished I could have in high-school, feminine in the eyes of lesbians, feminine in the way not recognized by cis hetero people

Now, shortly after I've turned 21, I've made a promise to myself not to turn away from my sexuality or my identity as a femme lesbian because of my own internalized shame or because of external pressure

There's no point in being afraid how I am perceived, because those who truly know and love me will accept me as I am

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my femme ins for this summer: hairy legs, those panties with the cut-out heart, jingling wherever i go, water bottle stacked with charms and keychains, mismatched bikinis, cracked nail polish worn out from days of cold showers and swimming, messy and frazzled hair, skin that's salty with sweat, belly chains, random finds of jewelry that mean something, lots of digicam photos

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I was just talking about this phenomenon, but it is so weird how other queer people will hear that you are femme or butch and take it upon themselves to tell you how those labels are not useful to them so no one should use them. They’ll remind me that “not everyone is either butch or femme” and it’s like. I know. But I am. Just because an experience isn’t universal doesn’t mean it isn’t real.

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Femme as a role within community does not just extend to the butchfemme community btw! Of course our roles and history and identities are intertwined and that is our community but community is a cornerstone of femme identity and our role as protectors and there is no reason this would be limited to the butchfemme community. It really comes down to how to do you treat those you aren't attracted to. Can you comfort your straight friend talking about her relationship problems without rolling your eyes? Can you help your friend find places to get t when he realizes he is a trans man and not a butch? How do you treat mascs who aren't butches? Can you see and understand tiktok mascs who need the validation of thrist traps, the ones who are insecure in their masculine and uncomfortable with tradition masculine things? If you can't do these things I actually don't think you are even a protector within the butchfemme community because we see the ways you treat butches that you aren't attracted to.

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anybody else look at old flickr albums of lesbians in love when you're lonely?

....just me?

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Anonymous, Lesbian Ethics, Volume 3 No. 3, (1989), Guerilla Feminism

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Can we shout out Stormé DeLarverie this pride month?

DeLarverie (1920-2014) was a Black butch lesbian and drag king for whom being credited as the one who incited the Stonewall Uprising—never call it a riot, DeLarverie “wasn’t no f’ing rioter!”—is one of the less interesting things about him. In the decades prior to Stonewall, they were in the Jewel Box Revue, a traveling drag revue that went all over the US, popularizing and showcasing Black drag two decades before RuPaul was even born. DeLarverie was at the Stonewall Inn on the night of June 27th, 1969 and undoubtedly took part in the Rebellion, though he denied being the first to start throwing bricks and shot glasses. What isn’t up for debate is that, after retiring as a drag performer in their 40s, he devoted nearly three decades to the armed protection of gay establishments in New York, especially those catering to lesbians. The community was able to give back to their stalwart protector in the end and DeLarverie died in the care of community at the age of 93 and was honored in many publications.

*Stormé DeLarverie’s pronouns are the subject of some debate**. Most sources default to she/her, but I felt this erased DeLarverie’s identity as a drag king. Others have mixed she and they, while the Stonewall Rebellion Veterans Association uses he/him pretty exclusively on their website. An oft repeated quote is that DeLarverie responded to the pronoun question with whatever “makes YOU most comfortable”. I feel most comfortable using a mix of pronouns, favoring he/they, in honor of Stormé DeLarverie’s queer expression.

**I told you the “first brick at Stonewall thing” was one of the less interesting things about this wondrous lesbian icon. Just his pronouns warrant this much attention and reverence!

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I want to wear pretty lingerie and wait by the door so that the second you get home from work you can pull my panties down around my ankles and use me right there in the hallway <3

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Please universe let something super lesbian happen to me during pride month

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me n who (I can be both)

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Being fat or chubby or plus sized isn’t something people are beautiful in spite of, btw. It’s beautiful in and of itself

Fat butches on motorcycles, in bars, wearing tank tops and worn out jeans and jackets that show off the space they aren’t afraid to take up in the world are beautiful

Fat femmes in dresses and shirts and pants that don’t try to hide them, the indents of tight clothing on soft skin, are beautiful

Because of, not despite

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being a femme is so unfair. why do i get all dressed up just to lose composure the second a butch says “c’mere” in that voice. like okay. yeah. fine. destroy me i guess.

ageless blogs, men and minors dni

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Riding a butch saves lives btw