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twiggybeing · 3 months
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reblog if youre a girl who wants to get forcefemmed by a tomboy
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cosmicanemoia · 5 months
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There aren't enough jealousy fics in any platform known to mankind.
I'm a sucker for jealousy fics, and I can't be the only one. Right?
Like, where are the rests of fanfic where (romanoff/maximoff/weems/mills/schemmenti/etc...) going feral because they think someone wants to steal their lady (reader)???
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zephyrine-gale · 2 months
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Aaaa I finally received my merch and it's so nice 😭😭😭😭💕💕💕💕 Ur art is absolutely delicious and the elysia keychain will become a family heirloom omg I love it sm
One thing I would like to ask, who's the purple haired character on your business card? They're very pretty!!
yay!! im happy they arrived safely and that you got ely!! and thank you so much, they're one of my ocs! their name is rudia :>
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mrtwizz · 1 year
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Coffee Shop Love [bella ramsey]
Pairing: Bella Ramsey x Fem!Reader
Summary: Coffee Shop Au, when Y/n and her friend get coffee and meet a cute barista Y/n suddenly becomes a regular at the coffee shop Bella works at.
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: gay pining, it's only lightly edited
This is the first part, there will be a second part out soon I just wanted to post this before I forgot about it
Note- send in your requests for Bella :) and I used they/them pronouns for Bella and she/her for the reader.
link to bella ramsey masterlist
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You were not an avid coffee drinker, you hardly ever drank it. That was until Jamie, your best friend, asked you to go to a coffee shop with her on a Saturday morning.  Jamie said that she planned to study, but you both knew that you would actually just gossip the entire time. Nonetheless you grabbed your laptop and texted her that you were on your way. 
When you got there you saw Jamie had already sat down and ordered you both coffee. She was sitting facing the door, so when you sat down you were facing the bar. As you took a seat you looked at the decor in the coffee shop and allowed yourself to enjoy the cozy and welcoming atmosphere. The lights weren’t horrifically bright and the chairs were all mixed matched. There were also different pride flags littering the walls. You smile to yourself and take a sip of the drink Jamie had bought for you. 
The two of you sat there chatting for a bit before the cute barista caught your eye, and suddenly whatever Jamie was saying was unimportant. The barista was probably around your age and had a rainbow pin on their apron alongside a name tag that you couldn’t read. 
“Y/n, are you even listening to me?” Jamie asked, she was talking about something stupid the guy she liked did. 
“Huh? Oh, yeah totally.” You responded, shaking your head and looking at your friend.
“You are such a liar, you were totally checking them out!” Jamie turned to look behind her to look at the barista. 
Your body felt hot with embarrassment, “Was not! Turn back around you little freak.” 
Jamie turned back to face you, laughing, “Whatever you tell yourself.” 
You ignore her teasing and grab the drink in front of you, trying to occupy yourself in something that wasn’t the burning of your face. 
A week later Jamie takes you to the coffee shop again, this time claiming she “will convert you to the coffee addiction.” But you think you know her intentions, she wouldn’t stop bothering you about the cute barista all of that week. 
The morning had been slow, unlike most Saturday mornings. Bella watched as a girl walked in and sat across from her friend, they watched as the girl laughed with her friend. 
“You’re staring, it’s kinda freaky.” Pedro, commented. 
Bella’s face began to burn, and they hoped if Pedro noticed he wasn’t going to say anything, “Am not.” 
It was a blatant lie, the scarlet coating their cheeks proves them wrong. Pedro just laughs at the teen in front of him.
“Whatever you say kid.” Pedro patted them on the back before going back to his task. 
During the next month, you and Jamie became a Saturday and Sunday morning regular. Jamie would come in anywhere five to fifteen minutes before you, order two drinks and sit facing the door. Then you would come in, sometimes slightly disheveled, then you would wave to Bella as they greeted you and take your seat across from your friend. 
Bella would notice that you always pulled out a laptop but you never opened it, it sat there closed as the two of you talked and laughed. Pedro would have called them a stalker for noticing the details, but Bella just claimed it was people watching, which definitely sounded less creepy in their head.
That was your routine for three weeks, until one day you came in alone. Jamie had gotten the flu, and you decided that you were going to continue your weekend routine. You packed your laptop and notebook in your bag and made your way to the coffee shop you’ve come to love. 
Bella felt disappointment bloom in their chest when they realized that your friend had not come in yet this morning, and neither of you had shown up yet. Jamie always talked too long and rambled too much to be socially acceptable but Bella enjoyed those kinds of interactions. Jame had introduced herself and mentioned that she was trying to convert her friend (you) into a coffee drinker
The disappointment quickly left the moment they saw you walk through the door, you sat your bag down at a table before walking to the bar. 
“Hi, what can I get started for you?” Bella asks, smiling. 
Your brain shut off, you had relied on Jamie the past month to order drinks, “Oh jeez, um what would you recommend?”
They think for a moment, “My go to is an iced latte with oat milk.” 
“Alright, I’ll do that.” You say, smiling. 
“Perfect, can I get your name?” Bella asks, grabbing a cup to write your name on it. 
“Y/n.” You reply. 
“Y/n,” Bella repeats and makes sure to spell it correctly, double checking with you, “It’ll be out in a few moments.” They smile at you.
“Wait, how much is it?” You ask, confused. 
“Nothing.” Bella responded, moving to make the drink. 
“Nothing?” You ask appalled. 
“Mhm, I recall it’s the pretty girl discount. It’s in the rule book, pretty girls can’t pay for their drinks.” They look at you as they say this, causing your face to heat up. 
“What? It definitely does not.” You argue. 
“Oh it definitely does, I’ve read it through twice actually. I can show you where it says it in the handbook, over lunch? At hmm three?” Bella finishes making the drink and hands it to you as they finish speaking. 
“Did you just ask me out?” You ask. 
“Only if the answer is yes, if not? Then no, not ever in my life.” It was their turn to blush.
The words rush out of your mouth, “The answer is definitely yes.” 
Bella smiles and nods, “So lunch at three?” 
“It’s a date.” You smile.
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thank you so much for reading, feedback is highly appreciated <;3
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cowpokezuko · 8 months
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more lesbian ushiten bc my brain is tiny. Ren fest jouster Ushijima x Princess/costume nerd Tendou.
Satori saw the only female knight in the jousting arena and decided to fall in love with her. Shockingly, the knight fell for her as well.
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lesbianbrainrot · 1 year
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tbt to several years ago when i complained about hetero romance novels to my friend and they went "oh, i just pretend the male love interest is a he/him butch lesbian."
you changed my life, good sir.
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lafirechicken · 1 year
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Hits them with the cottage core-indication beam. WAWAWAW I LOVE THEM SO MUCH GO PLAY BUTTERFLY SOUP 1 & 2!!!
Quote is from the song Every Little Thing by Cybergirlfriend.
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taakosleftshoe · 1 year
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Gay People!,
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That is all.
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cam-arts · 10 days
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something something typical Captain/first mate interactions
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lewliets · 1 month
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If Love Lies Bleeding was about two attractive young men, the "this movie is gross fetishism" would be SILENT. You wouldn't hear a PEEP.
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twiggybeing · 21 days
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I am experiencing extreme lesbian emotions and desire to put my lips of another woman's and to kiss passionately and
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very-feral-lesbian · 2 years
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nancy wheeler & robin buckley character moodboards (+ ronance)
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king-nyx · 2 months
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diversity wins the village doesn't hate you and your girlfriend because you're sapphics. They hate you because she's the goddess that the village worships...how the hell did you bag her???
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cosmillier · 1 year
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Heedo: Protecting girlfriend?
Well, I miss Heerim so much. Though my mind has given them a break for a while.
But let’s come to the point.
Just a silly observation of how Heedo subtly takes Yurim into her arms, just to reaffirm her protection in their embrace. 
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Just have a look at this gif below.
The way she’s lifted up by Heedo in a subtle way. I can go crazy.
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My observation is supported by the fact that Yurim is smaller than Heedo. Her face would clearly be at the height of Heedo’s neck.
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Note how Heedo’s knees are slightly bent. This is to give tiny Yurim enough support. You could also argue that this is just the angle of the shot and the way the team responsible likes to make Yurim look almost as tall as Heedo, which she clearly isn’t. 
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suesheroll · 5 months
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Her big brown eyes glittered in the sunlight, her smile splitting her face into the perfect landscape of sky and sea. I was just a girl in her class, a girl to get high with and to me she was the girl in my class, the girl to get high with. That goddamn vape seemed to be glued to her mouth, that girls hand glued to hers and all I could do was sit and watch, tongue glued to my teeth. I sat with the boy I had promised some variation of love to and watched my feelings for her bubble and sizzle across the pink carpet between us, shame eating me alive.
Won’t you please eat my heart out of my chest?
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lesbianbrainrot · 3 months
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there's something isolating about grappling with an aromantic identity.
i have so much love to give, and to so many people. i love love, and i'm so happy for my friends in love. but i imagine myself doing exactly what they are and it feels hollow.
i can love deeply. i can bond deeply. i'm like a loyal dog. but when i say 'i love you,' i mean that you're my best friend. that you're my favorite person. i love spending time with you. i love being close with you.
(i didn't know until someone told my i should have felt fireworks)
i'll watch your favorite movies with you and comb your hair, we can talk into the early hours of the morning and have slow, sensual sex - but at the end of it i want to be your best friend. not in the 'my partner is my closest friend' way, in a true to the term way. i want you in my life, maybe even my entire life. i can devote myself entirely to you and be the arms you come home to, i can show up for you every day, i can meet your family, we can get a dog - all of that i can do.
but i live in fear that when you look at me, i'm not feeling for you what you feel for me.
and am i feeling enough? is it enough for you? i'm giving you all i have. but is it enough?
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