lesbiandomesticity

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Are you a water is wet believer? (no judgement only thirst for knowledge)

This is so funny. Water is not wet because it is not saturated by a liquid, it simply Is A Liquid.

#not writing #anonymous #ask

[lesbiandomesticity]

time for another ebook sale, I think 😊

grab the Threads series for $0.99/each on Kindle this week!

[lesbiandomesticity]

time for another ebook sale, I think 😊

grab the Threads series for $0.99/each on Kindle this week!

[lesbiandomesticity]

time for another ebook sale, I think 😊

grab the Threads series for $0.99/each on Kindle this week!

#not writing #author note #lesbian author #lesbian novel #lesbian fiction #lesfic #lgbt author #kindle sale #ebook sale

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Amazon has hardcover copies of Woven for 50% off ($10)-- I have no control over this or really any idea why it happens occasionally, but if you want to grab a hardcover now is a great time!

#lesbian author #author note #lesbian fiction #lesbian novel #sapphic fiction #lesfic #lesbian book

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there is no more crying. there is no more hurting. there is no more missing or wondering or yearning. everything has gone quiet. we are content to spend the days curled in front of the fireplace together. i keep you warm, you keep me quiet. we can breathe. sometimes, we even forget everything it took to get us here. sometimes, our pasts don’t matter anymore. all the time, we feel whole.

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we’ve grown up. we’ve healed. we’re stable. we can be together with nothing standing in the way. there are bad days, but the good days vastly out number them. i sleep beside you in a warm, safe bed, and when i slide my hand across the sheets, yours is always there waiting for me. things are simpler. things are calmer. i can love you the way you deserve to be loved.

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we move in together. every night when i get home, you’re curled up in bed waiting for me. every morning when you wake up, your lips brush the bridge of my nose. we work a lot just to get by, but we’re getting there. you don’t worry about whether or not the bills will be paid. i don’t worry about whether or not you’ll still be around when i get home. our anxieties are waning while our love is waxing. we save a little bit of money, take time off work, and drive out to the sea where i was born. i show you the secret places where i learned to be alone when i was younger. i don’t have to be alone anymore. and i’m not afraid.

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the love i hold for you is built on intentions, just not the ones you’ve come to expect. i intend to hold you with gentle hands, to sing to you with gentle words, remind you of every gentle thought, and to always be a safe place for you to land. there is something so beautiful and so pure to be found beneath the warmth of your gaze and in the fact that, when the world sleeps and you tell me that you love me, i know you mean every bit of it.

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in the quiet hours, and the noisy ones too, my heart reaches out for yours— one soft animal to another. your gentle fingertips trace the lines of my palms and for a moment i think that i might weep. to be loved by you is precious, is sacred. is a responsibility i hold in cupped hands, palms upturned, like a prayer. in the moments between sleep and wake, yours is the only face i see. there is no sigh deep enough for the contentment, the safety, that you bring. that i hope to give to you in turn.

[lesbiandomesticity]

hey there. this is just a thank you for this page. comp het, familial pressure and societal homophobia make imagining my future as a lesbian terrifying sometimes, but this page brings me so much comfort. i can have and deserve a future of safety and softness with the woman i love. thank you for your beautiful words. - a friend

I’m so glad I can be a spot of comfort for you, friend. your lesbian future will be so warm and safe, but only if you’re here to live it 🖤

#not writing #anonymous #ask

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it takes a few weeks of searching, but we finally find an apartment that feels like a home. the windows are large and let in so much light, the kitchen is spacious and clean, and there is a nook perfect for an armchair and a book. it takes us no time at all to make this place our home. slowly but steadily, you fill every wall with art you’ve created. once we’ve added the finishing touches, we relax on the couch, my head resting on your belly, and i feel our daughter moving and growing beneath me. we’re ready for her now.

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we find comfort we never thought possible in the routine. on sundays we do laundry together. each morning you sweep the floor while i wash the dishes. every other tuesday we go to the grocery store and you always pick out the best apples. there is a sense of normalcy that i never thought i would have, let alone cherish so much. we were strange little girls once, told the world wasn’t built for us from a young age. but we’ve carved out a life so simple, so sweet, that we know that the world was built exactly for us and for our love.

[lesbiandomesticity]

the love i hold for you is built on intentions, just not the ones you’ve come to expect. i intend to hold you with gentle hands, to sing to you with gentle words, remind you of every gentle thought, and to always be a safe place for you to land. there is something so beautiful and so pure to be found beneath the warmth of your gaze and in the fact that, when the world sleeps and you tell me that you love me, i know you mean every bit of it.

[lesbiandomesticity]

the love i hold for you is built on intentions, just not the ones you’ve come to expect. i intend to hold you with gentle hands, to sing to you with gentle words, remind you of every gentle thought, and to always be a safe place for you to land. there is something so beautiful and so pure to be found beneath the warmth of your gaze and in the fact that, when the world sleeps and you tell me that you love me, i know you mean every bit of it.

[lesbiandomesticity]

in the quiet hours, and the noisy ones too, my heart reaches out for yours— one soft animal to another. your gentle fingertips trace the lines of my palms and for a moment i think that i might weep. to be loved by you is precious, is sacred. is a responsibility i hold in cupped hands, palms upturned, like a prayer. in the moments between sleep and wake, yours is the only face i see. there is no sigh deep enough for the contentment, the safety, that you bring. that i hope to give to you in turn.

[lesbiandomesticity]

the love i hold for you is built on intentions, just not the ones you’ve come to expect. i intend to hold you with gentle hands, to sing to you with gentle words, remind you of every gentle thought, and to always be a safe place for you to land. there is something so beautiful and so pure to be found beneath the warmth of your gaze and in the fact that, when the world sleeps and you tell me that you love me, i know you mean every bit of it.