#amoral lesbian moment

[coulsart]

Vellen disguise for the Straight women💅

[fishareglorious]

reading the latest chapter of the isokania elope to the americas fic and oh my god.

kakania got scammed by tennant im losing my shit giggling

IM LOSING MY SHIT EVEN MORE BOTH OF THEM GOT SCAMMED BY TENNANT TRYING TO BUY JEWELRY FOR EACH OTHER

[gloriousmonsters]

the hunt (2020) is 2/3 of a goofy gory extremely-shallowly-political-sorta horror movie stapled to a third act that turns it into a weird kind of genius. actually putting in a cut for spoilers bc it is best Experienced, but

like it's going along like haha heads blowing up people saying recognizable conservative and liberal buzzwords and it's really all people believing what they want to believe and using different justifications for what they'd be doing anyway, right? it's just... just...

...what if in the end, it just came down to two women whose real motivation, whose driving force, is simply rage, is simply the animal desire to kill, the need to take all this uncivilized visceral hunger for violence and put it somewhere, find a worthy opponent to exhaust it on, a real fight with life on the line? what then? what if they ripped apart the facade of a perfect upscale kitchen as they beat the shit out of each other, drawing blood and grappling each other in paradoxical intimacy? what if I impaled you on the double-edged blade that you impaled me with? and we were both girls? and what if you hissed, elated, "I got you," and I, blood on my mouth, whispered back, "I got you too."? what if, in the end, this isn't about winning because you have the right beliefs--it's about who's alive and who's dead. and i lived. and i ate your fucking lunch and took your clothes and your shoes and your dog and your private plane, because I won. because in the end this is actually just about animal hungers, violence and violent intimacy, the sheer primal pleasure of winning. also i chugged your 1mil champagne and fucked a stewardess

[garzasheart]

general valeria garza headcanons

summary: just valeria being her silly self + some relationship headcanons

author notes: nothing to say, i just love this woman

━ valeria is definitely the type to watch telenovelas and pick sides when characters have conflict

━ walks around the house in a wife beater and boxers

━ always needs the air conditioner on and gets all bitchy if it isn't freezing cold

━ somehow wins every argument she starts even if she is in the wrong

━ unless it's an argument with you than she will let you win

━ listens to 90's spanish music and maybe even some 2000's american rap & rnb

━ if your first language is english than she will ask you what the lyrics mean in the american songs

━ loves tupac just because he can get real violent

━ says the most unhinged shit at random moments because in her mind it's normal. "amor, should we be buried together when we die?"

━ a total cat mom. on her list of people she will kill for is you and y'all cats

━ if you have her meet your mom, she becomes a total mommy's girl (because she misses her own mother) and always be like "how was my mom?" whenever you go to visit your mom alone

━ always has a grumpy lil frown on her face, but smiles when she sees you

━ if you introduce her to games her favorite is mortal kombat because it's violent & she always wins against you

━ chronic eye roller™

━ low-key sassy and doesn't give no fucks

━ super sarcastic especially when annoyed

━ figured out she was lesbian in her early twenties and was like "oh, that figures"

━ HATES bugs. will act like she's all tough if others are around and a bug is nearby, but by herself she moves as far away as possible

━ can actually cook pretty well

━ loves spicy food AND sugary food. she's just versatile like that

━ probably got addicted to coffee once when she was younger, but broke that addiction once she hit her 30th birthday because she refuse to let a little drink control her mood

━ has trust issues, attachment issues, abandonment issues, and commitment issues

━ a stomach sleeper 100%

━ doesn't care for holidays, but will go all out if you like them

━ a lil menace who sometimes acts like a bad ass little kid

━ "gimme a kiss" whenever you ask her to do anything

━ gets annoyed when you don't reply to her text messages right away. you take an hour to reply? alright see you tomorrow girlie because that's when she's going to text back

━ p e t t y

━ a little toxic but it's fine because she loves hard

━ once she found out how to do 0.5 photos just know that's how all the photos she takes of you are taken now

━ laughs loud asf when people fall. might even point too

━ loves freezepops in the summer and winter, no difference to her

━ loves to play fight and wrestle

━ if you two get a dog, she will always rile it up and than complain about it

━ dances a little when she's tipsy

[shslbunnylover]

★★★𝘼 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 8: 𝘽𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥)★★★

Character: Morticia Addams

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Bad dates, Oral (Morticia receiving), Boss/maid relationship

Genre: Smut

A/n: Happy international lesbian day!!

Word count: 1.5k

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"Miss Adams? Do you need any help?" You asked softly as the sound of your body walking up to your boss filled the room.

"Oh no mi querida, I'm alright, please stay though. I love when you keep me company," Morticia replied, patting the bed next to her as she put on her black hoop earrings.

You nodded, a soft smile forming on your lips as you slowly sat down on the bed the ravenette had gestured you towards.

You always enjoyed keeping Morticia company, even if you were being paid as her maid to do so. You had always had your own ambitions for a career and you were planning on this being a starter job, but the woman who had hired you just kept you addicted to working as a maid for the Adams family. The pay was amazing, you were treated with respect, and most importantly, Morticia always wanted you to be around her. You always had a crush on the woman ever since you had caught her changing into a pair of lingerie before a date night.

"So Miss Adams, are you excited for your date?" You questioned, trying to hide your jealousy for the man whom would be trying to seduce the older woman.

Morticia sighed in annoyance as she began to apply her liquid black eyeliner to her lower lids.

"I wish I could say I was Y/n...but this guy doesn't seem...as sweet as I want my husband to be," She said, turning to look at you as she continued to put on her makeup.

"Well, what kind of guy do you want?" You continued to pry, genuinely wanting to know more about the ravenettes dating preferences.

"I just wish I could meet a guy that's as sweet as you, your boyfriend must be so lucky to have you," The older woman smiled sadly, her dark eyes glossing over you before they look back at the mirror.

"Oh, I don't have a boyfriend, I'm single," You chuckled, "I also like girls,"

Morticia froze up at that, looking back over to you with a slight hope present in her eyes.

"Oh, good for you amor, I'm hopeful you'll get a good wife," She smiled, secretly wishing she'd be the good wife she was talking about, but knowing you'd never like her back, seemingly unaware of your mutual feelings.

You blushed at the nickname, eyes darting away from the raven haired woman as you tried to contain your crush on the older woman.

"Aha...I hope so," You mumbled, standing up and smoothing your maid outfit out a little bit as you stood up.

"Y/n? Could you help me with my hair?" The ravenette asked you, to which you quickly walked back over to her.

"Of course Miss Adams," You replied, grabbing a brush before beginning to brush her beautiful and dark locs.

"Thank you amor..." She smiled, placing a kiss on your cheek that caused your whole face to turn bright red with embarrassment.

You paused for a moment, eyes sparkling as you didn't even realize Morticias chuckling.

"You liked that mi querida? I must admit your blush is so adorable," She smirked, watching you blush as you placed your hand on the cheek that was now marked by her black lip print.

"It was quite sweet Miss Adams, but I wouldn't want to distract you from your date," You chuckled nervously,

Morticia nodded, a soft blush creeping up onto her cheeks as she continued to touch up her makeup while you returned to styling her hair.

The way this woman talked with her Spanish accent, the way her eyes would gloss over you when she was flirting with you, it was all so damn addicting.

"You look ravishing Miss Adams, your date is incredibly lucky, I hope he treats you well," You smiled, brushing her long raven locks out before placing her favorite black peral necklace on her beautiful neck.

The ravenette chuckled, standing up as she revealed her long and elegant black dress and especially her boots that had you metaphorically on your knees for the older woman.

"Thank you Y/n," She replied, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear before walking off, "I'll tell you all about it when I get back, alright?"

You nodded, biting your lip as to contain your urge to beg her to date you instead.

"Of course Miss, see you then," You responded, turning around to go clean up and organize Morticia's vanity, missing the stare at your ass the ravenette shot you.

You stood in the kitchen, soft 50's jazz playing throughout the house as you wiped the tables clean of the food residue from your previous cooking.

"Miss Adams should be home in about thirty minutes minimum, which will leave me with enough time to finish cleaning up from dinner," You muttered to yourself, taking off the under shirt of your maid uniform, leaving you in just the long apron and your tights as you didnt think Mortica would be home soon.

You sighed, bending over the countertops to finish wiping the surface clean when you suddenly heard a slam of the door.

Your body shot up and you quickly ran to the front door, not remembering your lack of an undershirt.

"H-Huh?!" You exclaimed at the sight of a very frustrated Morticia Adams, your face blushing violently as you couldn't help but be attracted to her when she was in such a state. "Miss Adams, is everything okay? What happened? What can I do to help?"

The ravenette growled in response, gripping her hands around your thighs and lifting you onto the counter.

"You're such a sweetheart~" She cooed, one of her hands lifting your chin up as she began to slightly clench it in her grasp. "Always wanting to help me like the good little maid you know you are,"

You blushed at her words, eyes shaking from the sudden intensity of emotions from the older woman.

"Miss Adams, what's gotten into you?" You asked, your own hand sliding up to hold the ravenette's waist.

Morticia sighed, biting her lip as she continued to hold your chin.

"He thought I was hideous and creepy, but not in a good way, and God I just couldn't handle it. I knew you would treat me better but I just can't fathom asking you for your heart, since I know it doesn't feel the same way," She replied, looking you dead in the eyes, causing a shiver to run down your spine as her other hand traced mindless circles across your skin. "But the whole shitty date just made me want to tell you my f-"

You cut off the older woman by pressing your lips together, her mouth tasting like citrus vodka and mint as she slid her tounge inside of your mouth.

You whimpered as the feeling of your body being picked up and placed on top of the taller woman on the couch.

"You're beautiful," You muttered, kissing the other girl with passion as you began to stroke her thighs. "Please, allow me to make you feel better than that guy could ever dream of doing,"

Morticia blushed, and she nodded.

Your soft hands parted her legs and she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan at the cold air she kept her house at hitting her heated center, her eyes still watching you with lust, wanting to memorize your every feature as you made her feel the pleasure she craved for so long.

Your tongue created long and quick strides across the ravenette's sex, waisting no time as you quickly made her body tremble with the ecstacy that came from your touch.

You muttered verbal praises of the other woman as you laid your lips across her body, worshiping it like you always wanted to.

"You like my body that much hm?" Morticia smirked, blushing as she watched you kiss every square inch with you lips that were so desperate to touch her pale skin, your fingers falling down to her clit to rub quick circles around her bud.

You nodded, eyes filling with love as you kissed her passionately as you felt the ravenette's body coming undone from solely your touch and worship alone.

"You're such a goddess, your body is so wonderful." You replied, rubbing your thumb in faster circles.

"Fuck I'm close," She moaned, the lewd voice filling your ears as her hands that held your waist in place left goosebumps across your skin.

You kept up the kisses and worship for another minute as the other woman's moans grew in volume, which only made your own underwear soaked.

"God damn it!!" Morticia eventually choked out in the middle of a string of curses and pet names, her pussy releasing all of its juices onto your hands, which you quickly lapped up.

"You look so pretty, you're such a goddess," You murmured, resting your head on her breasts.

Morticia smirked in response, her hand trailing down to squeeze your ass.

"Then let me show you what heaven feels like. Sit on my face,"

[thefirsthogokage]

Someone just tagged me and was like "what's the TIRF to TERF pipeline?! I want to avoid going down the transphobe path!" ... but then they apparently blocked me.

After all the work I put into that post, I couldn't save the post, because, like I said, they apparently blocked me. So, here's how they do it covertly, including how they start with convincing people that sex work is inherently bad, and not infact work...which is what this person said in another post. So, I guess they don't get to learn about that.

Anywho, it's all covert.

TERFs actually love going into places (without marking themselves as TERFs or even radfems/gender critical), then saying things that slowly edge people into hating trans individuals. Maybe it starts with purity culture and talking down sex work. Maybe it starts with being anti-kink amor anti-ship. Maybe it starts with being anti all men, (saying that only men uphold the patriarchy is definitely one of their big things).

Bottom line: they start getting you to hate people, particularly people who do things of their own consent, or get you to start not liking groups of marginalized people. They start saying "this is wrong," putting some sort of moral emphasis on something consensual being inherently wrong or bad. Or maybe they start complaining about a group of people. Whatever way the do it, it's not always obvious what their true beliefs are

They start chipping away at what groups they think should not have the right to do whatever they want, or present in whatever way they want, because it doesn't fit their view of what's right.

(let me be very clear here: I am in NO WAY talking about p*dos. Fuck them.)

They do this more and more and more, and eventually, down that line, they end up whittling who should have the power down to only cishet white Christians.

Yes, this is the pipeline. It's been proved. There are charts.

They get minority groups to turn on each other, and that let's those hard right Christian White guys to get what they want: no one but them, and white women they can force to have their children. This includes lesbians turning on the trans community. People turning on asexuals, telling them they aren't real. People being bi- and panphobic. Etc.

It's a pipeline. It's talked about. The research is out there, but I am unable to pull up anything at the moment.

Just wanted to get that out.

[changingplumbob]

Villareal Household: Chapter 5, Part 7

The picnic catch up continues, Devin pays her parents a visit, and Luna and Devin think about if another pregnancy is wise.

For ease of reading if the toddlers are trying to say real words I'll put the English in brackets when they do not use the whole word. Luna (mummy) and Devin (mama) use some German and Italian.

Schatz (German) meaning treasure Schnucki (German) meaning sweetie but doesn't have an exact translation Bambino/s (Italian) meaning male child/children Amore (Italian) meaning love Piccolo (Italian) meaning little one Caro (Italian) meaning dear Zia/Zio (Italian) meaning aunt/uncle Nonna/Nonno (Italian) meaning grandfather/grandmother

Devin: You didn’t want to bring Viola

Cassandra: Turns out, the twins are not her biggest fans

Charlie: Oh duck, what’s that like

Cassandra: At the moment it’s fine. Viola doesn’t understand enough to be bothered

Devin: And the girls

Cassandra: *laughs* they think an infant is like a chicken, say boo enough and it will just leave

While the grown ups laugh Rilian has had enough splashing and wanders over to Clover. He waves hello and Clover barks happily in response.

Charlie: Think they’ll grow out of it

Cassandra: Rahul is trying to talk them into it. But we want at least one more kid so they’ll have to adapt

Charlie: Being part of a big family does have perks. How about you Devin, will you and Luna have another

Devin: Well…

Cassandra: Come on, it’s us

Devin: She wants another one, at least she said so during the pregnancy. But then the postpartum depression happened. I worry that if it happened once it’ll happen again if we have another

Charlie: You could always adopt. Me and Kaori will eventually

Devin: I know but… Bloodlines are important to Luna, she really wants kids she’s related to

Cassandra: Everyone is allowed to have their own priorities

Devin: I do like seeing mini mixes of me and Luna bobbling about if I’m honest

Charlie: You’d better have more since you brought that toddler play palace

Devin: *laughs* It does take up an awful amount of space, I swear I checked the measurements before I ordered it

Devin: I think we had better start on these sandwiches before they spoil

Alfred: Race Me say dess? (Shall we race Mercedes)

Mercedes: *scoffs and speeds up*

Rilian: Aunt Cass, you eat

Cassandra: Of course, food helps you grow big and strong

Rilian: *whispers* I not eat

Devin: Rilian! Come on! Don’t think I missed your half-eaten breakfast caro

Charlie: What is this

Devin: BLT

Charlie: Shouldn’t it have B, you know, bacon

Devin: It’s faux if you want to get technical

Alfred: yum yum

Savannah: It nice taste

Cassandra: How about you Mercedes, is it okay

Mercedes: Yes. Thank you Aunt Devin

Devin: You’re very welcome

For a while it’s quiet as all the little ones are eating.

Cassandra: It’s less noisy here than I expected

Devin: I think it’s because there’s so few houses up here, no one really drives by you know

Charlie: You can’t even get vehicles up to our house. The mountain is car free

Cassandra: How’s that going? You adjusting…

Charlie: Adjusting to knowing I have to live there forever and work to maintain it… it’s a process. But Kaori makes everything worth it, I’d never leave her

The toddlers are finished and toddle off.

Cassandra: Hey Charlie, you want to hear a story that’ll make you happy to be a lesbian

Charlie: I’m always happy but sure

A few minutes later…

Devin bursts into raucous laughter while Charlie looks horrified.

Charlie: Oh dear watcher thank you for not making me straight! Male pixel parts are *gags*

Meanwhile Rilian has used the distraction to dump his half eaten sandwich in the library, sneaky sneak.

Picnic over Devin takes the bambinos to visit their nonno and nonna.

Calista: Nice to get a visit from a starlet

Devin: *chuckles* We got the photos from the birthday done and wanted to give you your copies

Alfred: Hi Zi De (Zia Deanna)

Deanna: Hi Alfred, how are you today

Alfred: *hides behind his hands*

Rilian: K, K, K (Kelly Kelly Kelly)

Kellly: *sighs* Yes Rilian, what do you want

Rilian: Hi Zi K (Zio Kelly)

Kelly: *rolls eyes*

Rilian: You eat Zi K (Zio Kelly)

Kelly: Do I eat? Of course I eat

Rilian blubbers and Kelly tries to ignore him and focus on TV.

Rilian: Food uck uck (yuck yuck)

Kelly: I agree, some food is way too yuck to eat. *evil idea pops in head* But hey, do you know why some food tastes yuck?

...

Aaron: Hey cara

Devin: Hey pa, how are you

Aaron: Good. Did I hear someone say photos

Devin: Right here

Alfred meanwhile is being fussed over by his nonna who happily scoops him up to snuggle.

Devin finds a sad Rilian and pulls some funny faces to try cheer him up.

Devin: What were you doing with my son

Kelly: Chill out, we were just talking about food. He told me about how he didn’t eat all his lunch and I said you shouldn’t eat food if it’s yuck food

Devin: *sighs* Please tell me you didn’t Kelly

Kelly: What? *deliberately looking at Rilian* Everyone knows yuck food means it has poison which will kill you

Rilian nods.

Devin: It’s not poison

Rilian: Uck food no eat, I die (No eat yuck food or I die)

Devin: I’m leaving before you give him any more evil ideas

Back home Devin tried to help Rilian potty, and again Alfred went independently and was pleased despite making a puddle. Afterwards the bambinos needed a nap after their long day. They slept long enough that Luna had time to go for a swim, develop a fear of swimming, and practice her debate skill.

Luna: What did I miss today

Devin: Both bambinos reached level 3 communication skill so-

Rilian: We talk!

Luna: Well do you eat

Alfred: I eat. I eat fast.

Devin: Rilian…

Rilian: *innocently* Yes mama

Devin: Please eat your sandwich

Rilian: I did bite mama

Alfred: I finish

Rilian pulls a face at his brother.

Devin: The rest of us are eating

Rilian: *ignores Devin* Alfred, you see-

Luna: Rilian, schnucki, why aren’t you eating

Rilian: Uck food no eat, I die (No eat yuck food or I die)

Devin groans and Alfred laughs while Luna looks very confused.

Rilian: Uck food piss in. Zi K say (Yuck food has poison in it, Zio Kelly said so)

Devin: I’m so sorry Lu. I went to see ma and pa and he wandered off and talked to Kelly

Rilian: Zi K (Zio Kelly) good

Luna: Said nobody, ever

Alfred: Zi (Zio) Joey fun. Where Zi (Zio) Joey

Devin: He’s just out getting the last of his stuff caro, he’ll be back

Rilian: I no need eat. I…

Luna: Yes…

Rilian: I… *motions with his hands to show big*

Devin: You’re full?

Rilian: Yes! No hung no more (Not hungry any more)

Luna: Bath time anyone

Rilian: With bubbly mummy

Alfred: Carry me mama

Luna takes Rilian into her bathroom for his bath while Devin carries Alfred to the bathroom beside the nursery. As usual the bambinos spend more time playing than trying to get clean.

Rilian: Splash splash

Luna: How about trying to keep the water in the tub schnucki

Alfred: This duck and I bird

Devin: Is that right piccolo

Alfred: I have bird shirt

Luna: Sleep time

Rilian: No mummy, story time

Devin: Do you two want a story

Alfred: Yes mama, story time

Luna: What do we say

Twins: PLEASE

Devin: Let’s see, where were we last time

Alfred: Long neck

Rilian: No *yawns* spike dino

Alfred: Long *yawns* neck *yawns* mummy

It doesn’t take many pages for the bambinos to fall asleep, they had a big day and while naps helped them stay awake for dinner the warm baths made them sleepy.

Devin: So Lu, I was talking with Cass and Charlie

Luna: How were they

Devin: OMW Cass had this hilarious story- but we were talking about kids and it got me thinking, will we have more kids?

Luna: Of course we will. Why would you wonder about that?

Devin: Well we haven’t broached the subject since the post-partum depression

Luna: Why does that make a difference

Devin: It was hard for me to see you like that, and I know it was hard for you to go through-

Luna: It was rough, that’s for sure, but I want kids! More kids

Devin: It’s just, if you had it once then, you’ll be more likely to get it again right

Luna: Oh… I guess I hadn’t thought about that. Are you saying you won't let us have more kids

Devin: I’m not saying that amore. Please don’t get me wrong, I’d love more kids with you when the bambinos get older. But your mental health is important, I don’t want to lose you just to get another child

Luna: Hey, you’re not going to lose me. If you’re not confident enough to chance it now, we can wait until the bambinos get older, would that make you feel better

Devin: Deal. Now amore, let me show you all my confidence

Night falls in Del Sol Valley and the Villareal’s are wrapped! The twin toddlers are sleeping soundly while Devin and Luna are holding off on trying for another pregnancy.

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[pwddlepwppy09]

intro lol

hey-o welcom to my eyestrain hell I'm Mink (yuo can also call me Coby, Kasper or Dash) and I'm currently 15 years old (NSFW accs dni) my pronouns are he/they but I also like to go by neos (xe/pup)

I mostly post my art here but I also rb things a lot as well lol ⚠️MY ART MAY OCCASIONALY CONTAIN GORE, EYESTRAIN AND SUGGESTIVE THEMES (NOT NSFW!!!!)⚠️ (I also don't do commissions nor requests)

DNI LIST: proshippers comshippers (light ones are ok) Amorous fans and people who like problematic media in general paras NSFW basic DNI stuff (zoos, pedos etc) "sigma male" mfs zionists/Shitsrael supporters (if you live in Israel but don't support the genocide then its ok for yew to interact) "dark humor" mfs who just straight up make jokes abt r4ping kids (ew) if you like Changed (kp fans are fine I'm an ex kp player) contradictory "labels" (bi lesbians, lesboys etc) Melanie Martinez supporters INTERACT/SAFE LIST Palestine supporters LIGHT comshippers (people who ship things like villain x protagonist, nonhuman x human, etc) objectum otherkins, therians, alterhumans basic interact list OCEAN TERROR FANS 💗💗💗💗💗💖💖💖💖💖💓💓💓💓💓 furries anyone as long as they're not a weirdos

INTERESTS: Phighting Regretevator object shows Ocean terror Bugbo 123 Slaughter me street Garten of Banban Care of Gongon Hopper's Hotel + wayyyy more I just forgot about them

I'm gay, trans, polyamorous and demiboy woohoo anyways byeee enjoy scrolling through endless colourful hell of cute gay furries and some fandom stuff as well

tags: only one, its #top 10 mink sigma moments (cold) for shitposts and joke art

[digital-vic]

[ SOME FEMALE ARTISTS I LOVE ]

-> Shikhee D'iordna AKA Android Lust

Born in Bangladesh, moved to NYC in 99'. An AMAZING vocalist with tons of range, haunting and surreal music video performances, and not to mention a more than welcome addition to the Industrial Scene of the 90's. Love her.

-> Maria Brink of In This Moment

Maria, a true showgirl. Knows she's good and flaunts it. The Queen of Fryscreams. Was crowned Rock Goddess of The Year by Loudwire in 2013 and 2015. And dubbed the "Hottest chick in metal!" in 2010 by Yell! magazine. Extremely talented musician. Frequently performs with Chris Motionless of popular metalcore band Motionless in White. She's awesome.

-> Amy Lee lead vocalist of the 2000's Band Evanescence

This might be one of my favorite music videos yet. The album cover for the band's "Fallen (2003)" has a place on my bedroom wall. Creator of the Iconic "Bring Me To Life (Wake Me Up)" (Yes, *that one*.) Her voice is ethereal. This song portrays her double life as a star. I absolutely LOVED her performance.

-> Otep Shamaya! From self-titled band Otep!

"Apex Predator - Otep"

(The video above is age-restricted for its violent and sexual imagery/topic.)

It's the first song I heard of hers and also my favorite. Otep is an openly lesbian musician. This song is about a captor falling in love with her victim. The 2013 album "HYDRA" is actually a concept album based on a novel she was working on.

"None Shall Sleep (2013)"

"It's a concept album about a girl corrupted by the world, corrugated by evil, ripped away from the golden, molten elixir of creativity, and abandoned on the placid, jagged rocks of a cruel and barbaric island where the rats poison themselves. This is a story of her personal alchemy of theophagy, revenge and righteousness. Her rise from the smoldering ash as a bruise that never heals transmuting, therianthropic, to the infinite, still-born messiah, a vigilante serial assassin, codename: Hydra." -Otep Shamaya

-> The girls from Conquer Divide

This ones special. The ENTIRE band is made up of talented female musicians.

In this 2015 hit it's

Kiarely Castillo - Clean Voals

Janel Duarte - Unclean Vocals (with some additional clean vocals)

Kristen Sturgis - Rhythm Guitar

Isabel "Izzy" Johnson - Lead Guitar

Sarah Stonebraker - Bass

Tamara Tadic - Drums

This song opened my eyes (wide shut.. get it?) to a whole new world of female vocalists in the metalcore scene when I first heard it come out and I don't regret it. Up until then I was still sticking with the classics : BMTH, MIW, BVB, PTV, AA, and... notice a pattern here? All boy bands. They revolutionized my playlist.

-> Lindsey Vogt from Eyes Set To Kill

Lindsey has extraordinary musical chemistry with her bandmate Justin Denson. With her clean vocals and his chilling screams they make nothing short of art. I love their contrasting voices in every song. And "Darling" is no exception. Total banger, super addictive.

-> Alexia Roditis

Although not usually my style Destroy Boys' lead vocalist really surprised me with this one! Same shock value that Buddy Nielsen from Senses Fail gifted us in 2013 with "Mi Amor". She's Spanish and she sung this beautifully. I once translated this for a friend. I love how her voice draws out and lingers in her songs.

[sexysapphicshopowner]

🤎 Context/AU (Alternate Universe): Long distance love birds, Stasi and King move in together after graduating college. Cue the ‘let’s christen this place’ jokes, but Kingsley has something a bit more heartfelt in mind.

🤎 Anastasia James: 21, travel blogger

🤎 Kingsley Mancini: 22, photographer

🤎 CW/TW: fluff, lesbians being lesbians, proposal, kissing, pet names, consensual groping, suggestive comments, hickeys, domestic activities, alcohol, swearing, romantic stuff, Italian and Spanish (translations provided), nsfwish, slight angst (only in the beginning for the most part), no google translate, proofread (but not really i need to be sleep rn)

🤎 A/N: Another piece for my love @certainlynotasimp enjoy sugarplum 🫶🏽 (reminder, requests for my tag list are open as well as in general) I was lazy and didn't feel like writing a description for the garden, nor the rings so...deal with it I guess. Enjoy !!

🤎 Notes:

Kingsley was raised by Afro Italian (Mumi) and Afro Spanish (Ma’) mothers so she grew up speaking both Spanish and Italian (born in Italy) 🇮🇹🇪🇸

Anastasia was raised by Afro Dominican parents and grew up speaking Spanish (born in London) 🇩🇴

Kingsley’s contact name for Anastasia is Italian and it means ‘my brown sugar honey’ 🥺

Anastasia is contact name for Kingsley is Spanish and it means ‘my cinnamon apple baby’ 🤎

🤎 Translations: (all translations were checked with the help of deepl translate)

Ma’, pensi davvero che dovrei farlo?- Mom, do you really think I should do this?

Guardami- Look at me

Bimbi- nickname meaning little one

Mumi- nickname meaning Mom

Mi nenita, toda crecida- My little girl, all grown up

Ti amo sempre di più piccola amore- I love you more and more, baby love

No más que yo- Not more than me

Cicchi- nickname meaning chocolate

Bichita- nickname meaning little bug

Merda- shit

Scusi? Non è così che parli davanti a tua madre- I beg your pardon? (Lit. Excuse me) That’s not how you speak in front of your mother

Mi dispiace, mamma- I’m sorry, mom

Cara mia- my dear

Mamme- moms

Buona fortuna- good luck

Buona serata- have a good evening

Ora- now

Madrine- godmothers

Sei proprio un romcompiglioni, Valé- You really are a pain in the ass, Valé

Picci- nickname meaning little or small one

Puttana- bitch

¡Ay Dios mío!- oh Lord or oh God

Paella- Spanish rice dish

Ricotta gnudi- Italian dumplings

È perfetto- it's perfect

Mis favoritos- my favorites

Muevete, por favor. Déjame ir para que podamos ir a casa, mi amor- move, please. Let me go so we can go home, my love

Darmi un bacio- give me a kiss

Su con la vita, amore mio. Ti darò tutti i baci che vuoi dopo cena- Cheer up, my love. I'll give you all the kisses you want after dinner

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18 June 2017

“When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.”

Kingsley

To say I was scared shitless that day was an understatement. I had no idea how she’d respond. Even though we were moving into a house together and had been together for 3 and a half years, I don’t think my anxiety has ever been worse. But I was in love. I still am in love. And I’m going to marry the love of my life.

I played with the ring, looking to my mother in question, “Ma’, pensi davvero che dovrei farlo? I mean…what if she thinks it’s too soon?”

She regarded me for a moment before she spoke, placing her hand over mine to stop me from fidgeting with the ring, “Guardami. I can’t tell you how she’ll respond, bimbi. Have you two ever discussed the idea of marriage?”

“I mean, yeah, we have. And we agreed we wanted to get married before we made it to 5 years together, but like…at first I figured with the house it’d be cute to propose to her now that we’re finally moving into it, but what if……what if it’s too much all at once?”

“Then I’m sure you guys will figure it out. Not being ready for marriage is nothing to break up over, I tell you that.”

“Were you and Mumi ready back then?”

My mumi poked her head in from the kitchen with a smile that ma’ shared, “I wasn’t. It was a different time back then, though. It was hard enough that we hadn’t come out our families yet. The thought of coming out and announcing an engagement? I was terrified.”

Ma kissed her cheek as she sat down next to her, “She helped me reevaluate my reason for wanting to marry right then in the first place. I thought that if we were married when we came out it would legitimize our relationship a little more in their eyes. Sure, I loved her, and yes I truly wanted to marry her it just wasn’t for the right reasons right then. In the end we just agreed that we’d wait to plan the wedding until we were both ready, and in the meantime, we’d grown even closer for it.”

“Very cute, you two but that doesn’t make me feel any better.”

Mumi reached across the table to rub my arm, “Well, why do you want to marry her, Mimi?”

The thought of my girlfriend was usually enough to turn me into a blushing and flustered mess, but sitting in front of my mothers, all I could do was gush about her and this time was no different.

I beamed as I took Mumi’s hand, “Because in all my years, though few they might be, I have never found anyone who sees me the way she does. Anastasia is the muse I had been in search for when I switched my studies abroad. She’s- she’s my everything, simply put. I love her with my entire being. And I want to marry her because she’s someone I don’t think I can live the rest of my life without.”

They shared a look as they both teared up, Ma rubbing Mumi’s shoulder, “Mi nenita, toda crecida.”

My phone lit up with her contact name on it and I held up a hand as I turned my chair around to check the message:

“Looks like someone just got a text from their girlfriend. Feeling better, Mimi?”

I nodded as I looked over my lock screen, “Sure did. Her flight is taking off soon. Which means I have 2 and a half hours to get my life together. Whew, okay……I’m doing this. I’m about to propose to my girlfriend. Merda-“

“Scusi? Non è così che parli davanti a tua madre,” Ma scolded me.

I rubbed the back of my neck, sheepish and apologetic, “Mi dispiace, mamma.”

“Cara mia, go easy on her. She’s stressing out right now,” Mumi defended, tossing me a wink.

I held back my smile as I spoke, “I am sorry, though. Should I…I don’t know, decorate the house a little bit? You know, candles, flowers? Maybe some balloons?”

“Did you show her the garden when you guys bought the place?”

“No, I wanted it to be…a surprise for when we moved in,” I finished, getting excited. I hopped from my seat, sticking the ring in my pocket as I rushed to my mothers, wrapping my arms around their shoulders and kissing both their cheeks, “Mwah, I love you both so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you, mamme. I’ll tell you how it goes tomorrow, I promise.”

“Be safe, bimbi.”

“Buona fortuna, Mimi.”

“Buona serata,” I called as I headed out the front door.

I all but sped off to the house, instantly palming my forehead at the sight of the mover’s truck parked at the end of the driveway, my best friend guiding the workers.

“Kingsley Allegra Vittoria Mancini. Get your ass over here and help! Ora!”

I bit my lip as I grabbed a box of Stasi’s things from the truck, “Wow, Valé. Happy to see you too.”

“Oh don’t act like you didn’t see me before you left to go stress out my madrine. Has the flight left yet?”

“Yeah, Bubbles text me like 30 minutes ago to let me know that they were preparing for take off. Say, I need you to pick some things up for me actually.”

“No.”

I smacked as I set the box on the couch, “You don’t even know what I want nor what for yet.”

“I’ll do it for 500 bucks,” she offered.

“Sei proprio un romcompiglioni, Valé. I don’t have 500 bucks. You know that.”

“Cap.”

“Okay, maybe I do, but dammit, will you just hear me out?”

She folded her arms, quirking a brow at me as she tapped her foot, “Alright. And it better be good or I’m only dropping to 250.”

I pulled the keys from my pocket, holding them out for her to take, “Here.”

She frowned as she took them, “And just what the h-“ she cut off with a gasp as she noticed the ring, inspecting it, “Oh, babes….she’s gonna love it. You’re proposing?”

“Yeah, and I don’t have long. I need you to get some things for me to set up the garden for it. I’m gonna put it all together, but I need you to go get it while I put all these boxes up and out of the way with the movers.”

She rolled her eyes as she handed the keys back, grabbing her car keys from the ledge over the fireplace, “Send me a list. I’ll try to hurry. I know that flight isn’t long and you’ve gotta shower and pick her up as well.”

“That I do. Thanks, Valéncia.”

“Uh-oh. Mimi’s nervous. Talk to me.”

“Do you think I’m moving too fast?”

“It’s been almost 4 years, picci. You guys have bought a house together, and didn’t you both agree that one of you should propose before you guys make 5 years?”

“Well, yeah, but-“

She placed a hand on my shoulder, shutting me up, “No buts. You’ve got this, babes. Hurry with that list, stop stressing yourself or you’ll chicken out.”

I pushed her off of me, rolling my eyes playfully, "Oh, shut it you old bat. I’ll tell you and the mamme how it goes in the morning, okay?”

“Alright, hop to it, asshole.”

I helped the movers take all the boxes into one of the many empty rooms of the house, thanking them for the help before retreating to the guest bathroom to shower and freshen myself up.

My brain couldn’t help but wander as I pulled on my clothes, anxiety twisting in my stomach like a storm brewing on the horizon.

I had a horrifying cacophony of ‘what ifs’ and questions. What if she says no? What if it makes her change her mind about us moving in together? What if I stutter? What if I fall into the lake? What if something catches fire with the candles? What if she doesn’t even answer? What if I lose the ring?

What if she doesn’t like the ring? What if everything that could possibly go wrong does?

What if?

“Puttana! You better not be up there bitchin’ in your head.”

I rolled my eyes as I made my way downstairs, “You got my shit?”

“Of course! I also have some food. You need to eat.”

I shook my head as I took the bags from her hands like a madwoman, rushing toward the back door, “Can’t eat. I think I’ll be sick.”

“¡Ay Dios mío! Please eat for me, Kingsley. Madrina Morgana said you didn’t eat with them and you didn’t eat with me this morning. Just a bite at least.”

“What did you bring?”

She beamed, holding the Tupperware from Ma, “Paella from your Ma and Mumi made ricotta gnudi.”

“Give me a dumpling so I can go set this up and get to the airport for my baby. You can put the rest in the car.”

“Kingsley.”

“Yes?”

“One more thing before I go?”

“What is it,” I asked impatiently as I turned back to her.

She rolled her eyes as she handed me a velvet box, grumbling, “Here, witcha angry ass.”

“Girl what the f-“

My voice died on my tongue as she turned to head out the front door with a smirk, “Mumi owes me 20 bucks.”

I whispered as I looked on at the ring, smiling, “È perfetto.”

Anastasia

Actual heart stop that day. Speechless isn’t even the word. I forgot what words even were. Yet here I am. Engaged to the love of my life.

I laughed softly to myself as my notifications started coming in:

I poked my lip out as she picked up the call, “You know how I feel about surprises, Mimi. Tell me~”

“No, Bubbles. You just have to wait and see. Besides, you said yourself that you like surprises that include blindfolds,” she mumbled, smirk evident in her tone.

I fought back a smile of my own, squeezing my legs together as I watched the carousel of luggage for my suitcase, “Maybe I do, maybe I don’t…but I still wanna know what you’re planning. What if I had something planned and your surprise interferes with it?”

“Well, do you have something planned,” she chimed as I made my way down the escalator. She pulled me into her arms the second I was close enough in reach as I hung up, placing my phone into my pocket.

“I mean, nothing too big, but….yeah I had a lil something-something planned,” I admitted, nibbling on my thumbnail as I thought about the package I’d asked Valé to slip into the house.

“I mean we still have time before it gets dark enough outside to do what I want,” she whispered against my skin as she pressed soft kisses along my jaw and cheek.

I couldn’t help but giggle as I squirmed in her arms, “Alright, alright! You got your one kiss, now muevete, por favor. Déjame ir para que podamos ir a casa, mi amor. I think we’ve given enough of a show in this lobby.”

She relented, letting go of me after one more kiss to my lips, “Alright, alright. I guess the longer we stand here the less time we have to lay up together.”

I prodded her with my elbow as she grabbed the handles for my suitcase and carry-on while I picked up the poster board, “Hey, at least you know.”

I studied the poster she had made as she dragged my luggage alongside her, poking my bottom lip out, “You know what, I might just let you have some tonight. I mean, you made me a proper poster this time around and everything.”

She scoffed at the accusation, “What do you mean “this time around”? My posters are always proper.”

“Yeah, proper jokes. Last time you picked me up after a flight the poster was welcoming me home from rehab. And the time before that it was prison,” I exclaimed.

“I stand by those. They were hilarious,” she shrugged, opening the trunk.

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s ride.”

45 minutes later…

After a car ride full of Kingsley rubbing on my thigh like she’d never have a chance to hold it again, I was playing in her hair as she lay on my chest between my legs, kissing my chin.

I smiled, tilting my head down for our lips to meet, “Mm, should I get dressed up for this little dinner you’ve got planned?”

“Just a little bit. You know I know you look good in anything, but you’re gonna wanna be at least a little dressed up for this,” she mumbled before leaning into my kiss.

Kissing her always felt like everything, everywhere, all at once. Every place where our bodies met my skin blazed with heat, all sprouting from the pit of my belly. I could feel her smile against my lips as she moved higher over me, tongue lavishing mine before she sucked on it, coaxing a moan from my throat.

Breathless, I took two handfuls of her shirt as she pulled away slightly, forehead rested against mine, “Well damn, Kingsley. Tell me something good then.”

She chuckled, pressing soft kisses against my lips in between her words, “You have no idea how much I missed you.”

“Mm, I think I’ve got a pretty good one. I mean you haven’t stopped touching nor kissing me since I got here. I don’t mind though.”

Soft brushes with her lips turned hungry as hot, open-mouthed kisses scathed their way down my jaw, her mouth latching onto a pulse point as she sucked softly. I sucked air in through my teeth, a whimper escaping me as her teeth nibbled on the area, “Fuck…”

She let go, kissing the new bruise, “You alright up there?”

I huffed, caressing her cheek with my thumb, “Yeah, I’m okay. Darmi un bacio?”

She moved as if to oblige, lips ghosting over mine before she sat back, rubbing my thighs, “Later. Go get dressed, Bubbles.”

I pouted, folding my arms across my chest, whining, “Hey! You’ve been kissing me all this time, but now that I asked for one it’s a no? Meanie.”

She kissed my cheek quite audibly before pecking my bottom lip, “Su con la vita, amore mio. Ti darò tutti i baci che vuoi dopo cena.”

“Hmph,” I frowned harder, turning my face away from her.

“Stasi-“ she called in a sing song, pulling me into her with her arms around my waist, “The quicker you get ready, the sooner we can kiss.”

I rolled my eyes, leaning into her kiss on my cheek, “Fine. You’ve gotta look cute too, then. And dibs on upstairs. You’ve gotta get ready down here.”

“Whatever~” she rolled her eyes, pushing me up, “Get to it.”

I waited for her to take her clothes downstairs before locking the door, hopping on the sink counter, “Hello?”

“Stasi! How are you, love?”

“Doing quite alright, Ma. I had a question.”

“Yes?”

I nibbled my lip as I looked under the sink for the package, “Could you put me on speaker, actually? So Mumi could hear me?”

“Of course, sweetheart. Cara mia, Anastasia’s on the phone!”

“Ah, darling! How are you?”

I chuckled, “Well, I was hoping to ask you guys for something.”

“Anything,” they answered in unison before laughing together.

“So, you guys know that Kingsley and I have been together for almost 4 years now, and obviously we’re moving in together finally, but I was wondering if maybe-“

“Yes.”

“What?”

Ma giggled as Mumi responded, “Go ahead and ask her. I’m sure you guys will be great.”

My face flushed as I put the velvet bag on the counter, “Thanks guys. It means more than you know.”

“Oh trust us, we know. Go on, you have business to attend to,” Ma chimed.

It didn’t take me long to get ready. At least, I didn’t think it did until a knock sounded on the door, “Baby? I forgot you take forever and a day to get ready. Are you almost done?”

“Not even close,” I joked, putting on my lipgloss.

She groaned, “Ugh, I got myself into this.”

I opened the door, her jaw dropping as I did, “I’m just joking, my love. You ready?” She just eyed me appreciatively, mouth still agape. I closed it, smirking, “Don’t act like you’ve never seen me dressed up before. Come on, you have a surprise for me, don’t you?”

She cleared her throat, scratching her neck sheepishly, “Yeah um…right, right. C’mon, follow me, Bubs.”

I laced my fingers with hers, following her downstairs to the living room. As we reached the couch, she grabbed a strip of silk from the back of the couch, “Alright, time for my favorite part.”

I rolled my eyes, “Yeah, yeah, get it over with, will you?”

She moved with the utmost delicacy and care, sweeping my hair behind my shoulders as she pulled the fabric over my eyes, securing it at the back of my head. She spoke softly in my ear, always with a flair for the dramatic, “Do you trust me?”

“With all of my being,” I whispered, a thrill running through my spine as she placed a kiss to the area behind my ear.

Her hand returned to mine and I followed quite blindly behind her as she led me through an unfamiliar feeling area and I tightened my hold on her hand, causing her to stroke her thumb over my knuckles, “Don’t worry, we’re almost there. It won’t take long at all, I promise.”

I felt her stop in front of me, taking my other hand into hers, “Okay so, before I untie your blindfold, I just want you to know that I promise I hid this place from you on purpose.”

“Will you just take this damned thing off of me?”

She reached around my head, untying the fabric, “Ready?”

Fighting the urge to reach up and snatch the blindfold off, I nodded, “Yes.” She pulled it away, my eyes taking a moment to focus on her before shifting to the scene behind her as I gasped, “What is that?”

She snickered, “It’s a garden, duh.”

And what a beautiful garden it was.

She led me closer to it, as I smiled, “Help- the fireflies?”

She grinned sheepishly, “I had nothing to do with that, but lucky us, I guess?”

I studied her shifty demeanor, noting how nervous she seemed, “Okay, what’s up with all this? What are you doing?”

She rolled her eyes, kissing the back of my knuckles, “You’re so impatient all the time, oh my God. Okay, okay…whew……I can do this.”

“Hey, eyes on me, loser. Breathe first,” I instructed.

She scrunched her nose in distaste, “Shut it. I’m getting to it, I swear. So, I know we’ve been together for 3 years, 9 months, and 13 days-“

“And why do you know that off the top of your head,” I questioned, half-shocked and half-enamored.

“Details, unimportant,” she responded, waving a hand as she continued, “Seeing that we’ve been together for almost 4 years now and are finally moving in together, I was nervous as hell, but I ultimately decided I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. With that being said,” she began, moving to get on her knee as she reached in her pocket.

I stopped her, shaking my head with a hand on her shoulder, “Wait, come here.”

She looked at me confused as she stood, hand still poised at her pocket, “Yeah?”

I reached for my own pocket with one hand, prompting her to continue with my other, “Nothing, go ahead.”

Things clicked as she pulled out a velvet box at the same time I pulled out a velvet bag and she palmed her forehead, chuckling softly, “God, and here I was worried that you’d have said no.”

I smiled, teasing, “Awww, you were stressing over little ole me? For the record not only am I saying yes, but it’s a hell yes times a bajillion.”

She took my free hand in hers, bringing it to her lips, “Well, I know that now, but can I ask properly? I did in fact have a proper speech in mind.”

“Who am I to deny you such a sweet request?”

She returned to her knee, stroking her thumb over my knuckles as she took a deep breath, looking up at me, “As I said earlier, I was nervous as hell, I spent the majority of the morning pulling out my hair back home about any and every worry under the sun, but talking to my moms reminded me why I want to ask you in the first place. I first switched to studying abroad in search of a greater muse than what I could find here in Italy. Luck would only have it that I ended up with you as my guide around London. You’ve been my inspiration, my best friend-don’t tell Valé I said that-my lover, and I want nothing more than to live the rest of my life with you by my side. With that all being said, yes I forgot half of what I wanted to say the second I saw you, I love you and it would do me a wonderful honor if you would marry me.”

I poked my lip out, “I would love to marry you, bichita. On one condition.”

“Yes,” she questioned, eyes still looking up at me full of love and hope.

I tugged her from her knee once more as I pulled out my mother’s engagement ring, “You have to agree to marry me as well.”

She smiled, eyes watering a bit as she opened the velvet box in her hand, revealing a ring I recognized all too well, “I do. Trust me, if nothing else, I will marry you, and start a family, and take care of you.”

I poked my lip out, chuckling through my tears, “Kingsley….is that…is that the ring from when your Ma proposed to Mumi?”

She nodded, “I had went and gotten a ring made for you but Mumi sent it over here by Valé earlier. So? You’re definitely saying 'yes' right now, right?”

I nodded as she took my hand, “Yes, baby. I’ll marry you.”

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grazie jen per avermi letto; volevo solo ricordare quanto importante sia la condivisione per tutti in particolare per le donne; con la mia compagna abbiamo condiviso 18 anni di vita nella grande gioia e nei pochi dolori che ci venivano dall'esterno. avevamo inventato un modo per condividere la nostra appartenenza: ogni mattina ci lasciavamo sul seno un bacio col rossetto come segno di appartenenza di condivisione di vita e sentimenti del nostro amore che cresceva ogni giorno e nella condivisione dei compiti quotidiani. facevamo i turni (eravamo due farmaciste) e quasi tutti i giorni c'era un piccolo gesto una piccola sorpresa per far si che il fuoco di Vesta del nostro amore fosse sempre nutrito e splendente. quasi sempre facevamo le cose insieme:lavarci vestirci truccarci pettinarci a vicenda e in questi piccoli gesti c'era qualcosa che ci scaldava il cuore e ci legava sempre piu' 18 anni di convivenza possono essere pochi o tanti ma sono stati stupendi; non ci sentivamo lesbiche ma solo innamorate di un'altra donna e questo amore lo portero' sempre con me. mi piacerebbe che altre lesbiche parlassero di se' e della loro vita in comune, spero di trovarle qui

uisperte asked: (Translated through Google Translate)

"thanks jen for reading me; I just wanted to remind you how important sharing is for everyone especially for women; with my partner we shared 18 years of life in great joy and in the few pains that came to us from the outside. we had invented a way to share our belonging: every morning we left each other a lipstick kiss on our breasts as a sign of belonging, sharing life and feelings of our love which grew every day and in sharing our daily tasks. we worked shifts (we were two pharmacists) and almost every day there was a small gesture a small surprise to ensure that Vesta's fire of our love was always nourished and shining. we almost always did things together: washing, dressing, putting on make-up, combing each other's hair and in these small gestures there was something that warmed our hearts and bonded us more and more 18 years of living together may be few or many but they have been wonderful; we didn't feel like lesbians but just in love with another woman and I will always carry this love with me. I'd like other lesbians to talk about themselves and their life together, I hope to find them here"

Good morngin from Iowa where there is ice and wind today. Your blog is pretty empty but is seems to me like you are seeking connections with other lesbians. You will have more luck with more bio information.

I am glad you enjoyed 18 wonderful years with a woman with whom you shared mutual passion and contentment along with intimate moments. I too think sharing our stories is important. Thank you for sharing yours.

[imonehundredpercentanidiot]

About Me

(i’m finally doing this are you proud of me)

My name’s Mor! (or Amor or whatever im not picky) and

✨I am a minor✨

I use all/its pronouns + some other neos that you can find somewhere on my designated square of hellsite and I’m agender and lesbian oriented aroace but mostly just fucked up

At the moment I’m into spiderman across the spiderverse, arcane, the owl house, good omens, studio ghibli, ofmd and a few other things i can’t think of off the top of my head. I scream about wings, dragons, crows, and the like around here so deal with it.

You can fuck off if you don’t think neopronouns are legit, are an exclusionist of any kind, are a pedo, other basic dni things etc etc, are a proshipper, or think the 2020 election was stolen

I post a lot and might clog up your inbox or feed so sorry about that, but enjoy your time here!

art tag - mor art ; art BLOG - @needmortime

[iphisesque]

what's the painting in your pinned post? not the header with orestes, the other one

it's possibly my favourite painting ever, Amore e Morte (Love and Death) by Calcedonio Reina! it's an 1881 painting of two lovers (possibly originally intended to be groom and bride, but who i like to imagine as lesbians) kissing in the capuchin catacombs of palermo, surrounded by its notorious mummies. definitely a me and who moment

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Matildas star Caitlin Foord and girlfriend go Insta-official

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Matildas star Caitlin Foord and girlfriend go Insta-official

Matildas star Caitlin Foord and her girlfriend, Irish teammate Katie McCabe, have made their relationship official on Instagram.

The pair play for UK club Arsenal and fans of women’s soccer fans have long speculated the players are together, ever since the FIFA Women’s World Cup last year.

Now the couple have officially confirmed it with one simple word in an Instagram post.

The couple were on a holiday together in Rome recently, with Caitlin sharing a carousel of snaps from their time off together.

She posted the photo with the caption, “Sick time away in Rome.”

Katie simply responded, “Amore,” the Italian word for love, and posted a heart eyes emoji.

“This is my Roman Empire,” one fan wrote.

“Consider me dead, this is so cute,” another commented.

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Caitlin Foord heading to Paris Olympics

Katie McCabe was previously in a long-term relationship with teammate Ruesha Littlejohn. However fans think the pair reportedly ended things around the time of the World Cup last year.

Footage from the Cup showed Ruesha refusing to shake Caitlin’s hand after a match, as players from both sides lined up for the traditional gesture.

This one moment sparked spicy love triangle rumours among women’s soccer fans.

At the time, Caitlin Foord had also recently split from Swiss midfielder and Arsenal teammate Lia Walti.

Caitlin Foord will play for the Matildas as they chase gold at the Paris Olympics in July.

More on the Matildas:

Sam Kerr officially ruled out of Paris Olympic Games

Fan’s huge ‘WoSo Chart’ maps pro soccer’s lesbian couples

Matildas star Larissa Crummer’s baby news after retiring

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HCs with Kyoto kids No curses collage AU

warning! grammar issues

All Kyoto kids call Utahime Mom, everyone pronounces the address with a different intonation (last one was Noritoshi, he said it suddenly and quietly, which did not escape Yori's sensitive hearing)

In addition to movie nights, they all gather together in Nishimiya's room to play poker or mafia 'well, Mom, don't start, we're not going to be long at all, and this time we're not even planning to have a drunk!'

Kasumi finds it difficult to wake up in the morning when there is a lot of sun, so she chose a room with a window on the shadow side. Noritoshi's room is across the door of an empty room from her. I like to think that their dorm rooms are located exactly where the boundary between the male and female wings. Todo chose a corner back room with a sunny side because of the large windows on two walls. In the middle of the corridor next door are the rooms of Arata and Kokichi, both on the shadow side. Momo and Mai rooms, located at the end of the corridor opposite each other in light and shadow contrast, were also chosen because of the spacious windows and the importance of sunlight for Momo's plants All kyoto kids and besto friendo Yuuji chipped in for a full-scale cardboard stand with Takada for Todo's birthday. At first, Todo was very upset when the exclusive product on the site ran out in an instant and he so absurdly missed the opportunity to place an order (Todo growled, walked gloomier than a cloud while others silently watched the suffering of his soul for several days until his b-day)

Miwa and Mai have friends tattoos (this sun behind the cloud on Miwa's forearm, Mai has a cloud with rain in the same place). Nishimiya doesn't like idea of having a tattoo on her body, so Mai draws emoji with rainbow on her forearm with colored gel pens for photos every time)

Todo knows how to weave braids. Once he braided Kasumi's long hair into fishnet braids (popular in 2014). What if he had a free head for hairdressing experiments in the person of Yuki Tsukumo, I think it's funny enough

Arata loves hedgehogs, he throws videos with them to Nobara, even more often than some memes understandable only to him (Kugisaki with a satisfied smile pokes his finger at the phone screen in front of Megumi's face and says look, it's you when Yuuji is not around! But here when Yuuji is in your field of vision! Yuuji : Did someone call me?

Noritoshi likes to look at street cats. Miwa finds it endearing since she once had the opportunity to see Noritoshi sitting alone on a terrace in the backyard of their student dormitory, stroking an incredibly gentle cat on his lap. he looked relaxed. Miwa smiled. She had never seen him so serene and had simply left without daring to interrupt this comfortable moment for him

Mai failed in her attempt to upset Todo with the fact that Тakada-chan is a lesbian and nothing amorous shines for him with her, but he already knew this, and he is not in love with Тakada-chan, he just likes to watch her play out her positive image, inspiring her fans to believe in ourselves, whatever they were doing. Todo and Mai are the type of friends who often quarrel over absurd things, and not because of something serious

Todo wanted to bring Arata out on Takada's show (let him just read his favorite manga in peace), but this does not happen often, unless his best friend Yuuji is super busy, Mai spends time with girls, Kokichi and Noritoshi are reclusive together again and will never take part in it Girls get out somewhere together, it's always shopping malls, pavilions with vintage things, walking in parks on rented bicycles, not missing the opportunity to look into cozy coffee shops to warm up/cool off for seasonal drinks and desserts, trips to the ocean to wet feets in the water

Momo and Mai think Kokichi has Snow White's vibe, he has the same slightly curly dark hair and animals are also magnetized to him without fear, if this could be called a superpower Kokichi and Kasumi listen to true crime podcasts in the evenings in the shared kitchen and discuss them while cooking something for dinner on neighboring pans or discuss new ideas for a photo session with fake katana while Kokichi dyes Kasumi's hair and after a while there are still blue spots embedded in his skin on his hands

Kokichi calls Kasumi a Goddess with katana who does not believe in herself, but he believes in her, her caring hands and her bold ideas (Noritoshi shares this faith with him)

Next to Noritoshi, Kasumi no longer feels tension and fear as it was before. He turned out to be comfortable person and pleasantly cool as a fresh pillow before going to bed, so Kasumi, always warm as a wool sweater, often falls asleep on him, she likes the contrast of their body temperatures (for the first time she apologized for how awkward it was for her to doze off on his shoulder and slide her head into his lap in a dream, but Noritoshi did not express dissatisfaction and did not try to wake her up, being not against taking a nap himself). And she also likes to see his relaxed face in glasses when she wakes up

Noritoshi and Kokichi spend a lot of time together: they study, go on long walks, watch movies (they like to meticulously comment on scenes while watching and discuss what exactly the movie was shitty or vice versa good) and gamefilms (Noritoshi liked part 1 Last of us and Death stranding), they talk about everything and also silence does not cause discomfort (they are glad that Kasumi not only with them spending her free time)

When Noritoshi talks to Kasumi and sees her gaze fixed on nowhere, he calls her to once again indicate his presence and not scare her, asks if everything is okay, and, regardless of the answer, shortens the distance between them, lightly touches the top of her head with his long calloused fingers and soothingly strokes her head (he is not particularly strong in encouraging phrases), just in case, then clarifying whether the pressure of the palm was too strong. For the first time, she froze in the pose of a toy soldier and looked at him in surprise, and then smiled her little smile and lightly squeezed his wide palm so that he could understand with what force he did it, accompanying it with a brief comment 'Thank you and, uh, sorry, uh..It was like that, Kamo-kun'. Momo and Mai, watching this, were taken aback. Really? Noritoshi willingly tactilely interacts with another person? He did accidentally hit his head, or did the alien take control of his body? they pretended not to notice anything, although he was sure that no one saw this little gesture

At the evening gatherings of the girls, Momo does not get tired of theatrically sighing "how sad it is when the chicks grow up and fly away from the nest," and after that she firmly says if something happens, she is always ready to kick the ass of both guys if they somehow offend her dear friend Miwa Noritoshi makes little confessions to Kokichi about how thinks him fascinating. To which he hears once again a request to stop embarrassing him. They are both good at studying. And when Noritoshi asks about his personal methods of prolonging productivity, Kokichi insists that he join the introduction of rest into his daily routine, and not stay up until night without breaks, then he will no longer have to complain about headaches and poor sleep in the morning. Therefore, Kokichi and Kasumi go to Noritoshi to distract him from excessive study. Usually they look like impudent cats with honest eyes, carefully sit down on both sides next to him. 'Someone's smart head really needs a rest' gently whisper in ear. 'Hey, you're already asleep' low whisper in other ear. There is a lot of fatigue in Noritoshi's eyes, and, as always, he will grumble a little, sigh, slamming notebooks with notes and already pulling these two closer to him Kokichi appreciates Kasumi's willingness to keep up a conversation on a topic she doesn't really understand, or to start a monologue about how her day went, or on some topic of interest to her when he himself has exhausted his social battery and wants to be silent, calmly resting his chin on her shoulder or on the top of her head. He listens and listens to what she says, and then, after recharging, discusses with her everything he has heard before, and vice versa. No one is offended if one is silent and the other says

Noritoshi shared with Kasumi and Kokichi his indignation over his father's family, his bold dream to check out of the family registry an problems with emotions (I just adore my hc where Nori was adopted by Chosoyuki, his last name hasn't changed, but Noritoshi doesn't care, it's important that he has already stopped all interaction with his father) In the morning, Noritoshi and Kasumi practice yoga. Kasumi once tried to stand on her head, Noritoshi held her legs, repeating that he was nearby, holding her and she would not fall. And also Kas does not know how to relax in savasana, she fidgets, turns, puffs, sighs, does not know where to put her hands comfortably, it seems a little more and steam will come out of her ears like from a kettle 'You're very lively for a corpse pose. Don't suffer' Noritoshi spreads his arms invitingly to the sides. He knows that in a strong embrace Kasumi will be able to completely relax

Kokichi is trying to quit smoking because he smoke too much due to stress and the frequent purchase of cigarettes hits his wallet, and Nori doesn't like tobacco-flavored kisses. Kas also smoke, but only in two cases: sometimes she can smoke for company or when she is so nervous Kasumi understands aurally english and can speak it fluently. Thanks to foreign visitors in Kusakabe's bar, where she works, the conversational skill are not lost. When she talks to Mai and Momo, they can switch from japanese to english in kombini, which attracts the attention of other people. Also Kas helps Noritoshi with practice speaking, and when she sees that he is tired (Nori can't always recognize own fatigue), she habitually moves closer and murmured various english songs in his ear. The quality time spent with her calms his restless head before the next TOEIC exam. Todo underestimated how physically strong Kokichi turned out to be with his tall and skinny body

Todo: Why did they leave and didn't call us? May: Because they have a date, you idiot! Momo: Mai, we're actually going to go too Arata* holds out her phone to others to see* Guys look: [Miwa posted a photo in stories for friends] 'Sakura is so impossibly beautiful! I took my recluses out for a walk'

Mai and Momo have cottagecore picnic dates and go to the farm to pick strawberries and some pumpkins

Miwa has a good sense of style, in fact she doesn't have many clothes, all the outfits that she assemble look original and fresh every time, as if she really has a big wardrobe, she willingly helps Kokichi and Noritoshi assemble outfits from their existing clothes (they all have similar tastes). Arata turns to her for advice when she doesn't want to bother her big sister for nothing

Nishimiya plays the cello and she and Noritoshi play joint improvisations of cello and piano when there is time and mood

Mai sings well, just likes to be harmful at every opportunity when she is asked to sing something Noritoshi sneezes softly like a kitten (I've only heard twice in my life that people could sneeze like that, hehe it's an awesome sound)

Arata got Todo into dating sim games on behalf of a fem character Todo: Toxic bastard and you pretended to be a decent guy too! Arata: Are you already going through episode X? Nishimiya and Mai *look questioningly at Todo and look at Arata* Todo*nods and turns to the character of the game*: How many such bastards around you! But nothing, he won't do anything to us! Arata*shrugs*: I didn't know that dating sim would affect him so much

Kokichi and Arata play video games and read manga. Kokichi also helps to solve problems with his infinitely clogged internal phone memory

Kokichi in this house is the main one for fixing problems with electricity and gadgets Mai and Kokichi spend money on arcade machines and collectible capsule toys, which they then carefully store 'I see how you want to get this Mechamaru, you're just incinerating with your eyes, though your eyes aren't lasers huh. Here, take it for yourself, I already have one'

Noritoshi and Mai share an interest in surfing for them it is always a competition and a fun pastime

Mai carefully preserves about the storage of gifts (she has this in common with Kokichi), although she always grumbles "who needs these trinkets, except for the growing layers of dust on the shelves?!" Between the pages of the book lives herbarium of small bouquets that Nishimiya gave her, in a beautifully decorated cardboard box with sweets from Kas, she keeps their joint pictures from photo booths in shopping malls, shells found on the shore during their journey to the ocean, and in a cloth bag a pendant with a silver revolver from her sister (she unwraps and she holds the pendant in her hand for a long time when she feels, how terribly she misses Maki. 'Fool' she mutters without malice, squeezing the jewelry in fist harder. Momo in such episodes considers it best to leave her alone so that Mai does not hide and openly experienced this moment of sadness)

Nishimiya is a fan of american vintage clothes and hippie style jewelry, I can clearly imagine how as a child she dreamed of opening her own cute jewelry store

[wonderlandstragedy]

||As you enter||Into my curse||Our dreams reverse||And the demons burst||