#old woman yuri.

[1o1percentmilk]

first third: i don't get it

second third: o i understand everything that's going on this fucks hard

last third:

[onlineviolence]

Does Pyrite try to see when the light disappears with Yuriel?

yes. yes it would

[lamemeduturfu]

this is very weird actually sorry

and this

poor peanut

as you can see i invented nothing this is absolutely canon

[murderandcoffee]

I think lady mowbray and gertrude need to start something upsetting and homoerotic

[alien-s0da]

Old Woman Yuri‼️‼️

[mayopocket]

they were in a situationship AND they were roommates

[aquariumgirls]

old man yaoi...but what about old woman yuri 👍

[iapislazuli]

since wc is so set on the formula of "med cat apprentice + two warriors who are in forbidden love" for protagonists thse arcs does that mean. tawnypelt and leafstar....? no... they couldnt be.... unless?

[meowkarii]

Ah yeah, drawing characters that don’t even have a official description!! But I’m manifesting in tortie Moonpaw like many others. Gonna cry if we get once again a plain gray main character!!!!!

I believe in old woman yuri

[a-fangirltrash]

More fiddauthor yuri i already have a yaoi comic but that's for tomorrow, it's turn of the sapphics

I just know they're so touchy and sweet with eachother because they can excuse being touchy with "omg silly girly bestie things". I also think that lady mcgucket calls Phanie (Ford) darling very often, but in a mom (and gay) way. So their breakup was totally a mess up, very sapphic of them

Also Bill made Phanie work non stop for 3 days after his because he's a jealous fuck

[healpimp]

big sweaty butches (and they are kissing)

[yamujiburo]

I have never been invested in shipping and I am not a Pokemon fan.

and yet I am ever invested in these lesbians.

how did you do it

that’s the power of decent writing and old woman yuri

[symphony-calamity]

Odin: it's pride month Loki. You know what that means.

Loki: do you want me to build like. Gay trains. what

[shalomniscient]

maybe hot take but i do think it’s entirely possible to romance arlecchino even if you didn’t know her before clervie died, it’ll just take a really, really long time. the slow burn of the century, even. obviously there are things you have to be, like an ally to the house and a fatui member, but beyond that it’s really just a waiting game. it’s the progression from colleague to ally to trusted confidant before she would consider even looking at you platonically. and then maybe years of being just friends, at least to her, before she realises that maybe what she feels for you at this point goes beyond the bounds of friendship.

of course, when she realises this, she vanishes off the face of teyvat for a good month or so to go on a nice emotional crisis bender. maybe she even deploys you to some other corner of the continent to very pointedly avoid your presence because uh oh, feelings, and she has 0 clue what to do. sucks to be her, though, because she is also very pointedly miserable without your company. not in super obvious way—it’s arlecchino—but her kids and subordinates will notice that she’s slightly… off. always looking to her side where you’re supposed to be, but aren’t. it takes her a while and maybe a trip to that old broken arena, looking out at the vast sea before she finally reconciles her feelings with herself.

she loves you. not the same way she loved clervie, never the same way—but she loves you.

when she calls you back to her side she most certainly does not breathe a word of this to you. and it’ll take her even more time to do that step, carefully assessing your every action and reaction. she asks the children about you more, and they share knowing glances. your likes, dislikes. hobbies and even guilty pleasures. she almost unconsciously starts to court you, but plays it off as fortunate coincidences.

the director of this new play at the epiclese happened to give me two tickets for free. care to join me?

there’s a new item on the menu at hotel debord. i intend to try it; i believe some of the children may enjoy such things. however, a second opinion would also be valuable. shall we?

(the fact that the play is a romance one and the menu item is a couples’ special is a fact she conveniently avoids bringing up.)

i imagine she’d confess eventually in a surprisingly casual way. maybe you’re both standing on the shore, watching the sunset. the both of you talk about unimportant things, but it’s only with you that arlecchino wants to indulge in these unimportant things, if only to hear the sound of your voice. she’d say the words under the light of the pale moon, always having been more comfortable under the silver light than that of the sun’s. she won’t say the words outright, no i-love-yous, but something just enough.

you are valuable to me, she’ll say, watching the waves roll, as if simply stating another unimportant thing. but her body betrays her, the subtle tense of her shoulders and the way her fingers twitch by her sides. you are not expendable.

it’s fine, though, because you’ve known her long enough to know what she means. and when she finally kisses you for the first time it’s with the slightest hint of hesitance and uncertainty, but there is a sincerity in her that you could not deny if you tried. that night you walk back to the house with your arm looped in hers, and as she watches you watch the world she thinks she could never go back to the one she had before you.

[skraldehund]

just some nonbinary bitches being lesbians 🙏

[eeriezoundz]

I love old women yuri