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Light Belongs In The Darkness

@lucylu2point0

26. Christian. Lesbian. LGBTQ advocate. Proud feminist. Hopeless romantic. Unashamed fangirl. Friend to all. John 13:34.

Y'all, I've bought the Tales of Inthya series again, for the 5th or 6th time (ya girl gets desperate to talk to people about the things she obsesses over, kay?), because the 5th book is about to drop and I'm just twiddling my thumbs waiting for Nov. 6th (and by twiddling my thumbs, I mean working to finish my last year in law school, which is why I've been scarce on here, btw).

I'm sure you've heard about the series already, it's got magic, dragons, gods, world-building that'd make Tolkien cry, and it's just fukin packed with wlw. Lesbian princesses? Check. Lesbian knight pining like 40 feet from her gay dads' house? Check. God who thought she was above these mortals falling hopelessly in love with the mortal sent to kill her? Check. Daring rescues of queer damsels by god-induced power trips of a different gay damsel (which is also my favorite scene of any book of all time that has ever existed ever)? Check. Really nice cover art on the books? Check. A non-binary deity of creation? Check. A fight between mother and daughter that has every bit of my unfortunately-perfectionist-nature-fueled-by-my-parents'-expectations rooting for the protagonist? Triple check.

My gays and queers, this series has everything. The author is over at @effiecalvin and, might I add, the 5th book is on a preorder sale thing for like $6. For your serotonin levels and mine, read this series. It's also available in audiobooks.

I didn't add links cuz I'm on mobile and I'm a hobgoblin, but Ms. Calvin's tumblr is right there so get to lookin. If you want links in your DMs tho, send me a message, I'm more than happy to deliver.

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«Sabran finally looked at her.

“Tell me, Eadaz uq-Nāra,” she said softly, “am I a greater fool to want you still?”

Ead crossed the space between them. “No more a fool than I,” she said, “to love you as I do.»

“The priory of the orange tree” by @sshannonauthor

do you want more DRAGONS??!! do you want more QUEENS?!?! and the most important do you want more LESBIANS?!?!

go read The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon and your wish will be fulfilled

also seriously if a character isn’t white, i promise your only descriptive options aren’t food words and varying degrees of tan. it’s okay to say brown. pale brown! light brown! golden brown! medium brown! dark brown! deep brown! so many kinds of brown!

BROWN BROWN BROWN BROWN BROWN

Thank you!

Stuck On You – Secret Admirer

A metaphorical box of chocolates for Valentine’s Day.

This is part of a collection of drabbles/shorts inspired by this prompt list.

AO3 – Link

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“Did you hear the latest about Miss Luthor’s secret admirer?”

Kara immediately stops in her tracks, ignoring the grunt of pain from behind as Nia accidentally runs into her. Her friend makes some sort of confused protest, but Kara tunes her out, more preoccupied with eavesdropping– gathering intel.

Sure enough, several employees let out squees so loud that Kara doesn’t even need her super hearing to pick it up all the way from the other side of the building. 

“What’s going on over there?” Nia asks, alarmed.

“Just gossip,” Kara answers quickly. 

“Ooh, is it about Lena’s secret Valentine?”

Kara whirls around. “You know about that?”

“Uh, who doesn’t?” Nia shrugs. “It’s all everyone’s been talking about lately.”

“Looks like they’re still talking about it,” Kara mutters before redirecting her attention back to her coworkers.

“Alana told me that someone delivered flowers to her,” Eve Teschmacher whispers loudly. Kara peers over her glasses just in time to see her lean forward with shifty eyes, the perfect caricature of a conspirator complete with hand rubbing and eyebrow wiggling. “I also saw her eating chocolates… chocolates   know she didn’t bring in herself.”

Eve’s crowd collectively gasps, though Kara is too busy scowling to care. She pushes her glasses back up her nose with a vengeance, already busy planning her next move.

There’s no way she’s going to let some nameless goober beat her in a fight for Lena’s affection.

Kara briefly considers tracking down her nemesis and challenging them to an actual fight, of which she’s 99.99976% sure she’d win, but she doubts Lena would be impressed with such a barbaric method of winning her favor. Instead, Kara decides to up her game by cracking open her wallet for the nth time this week.

Unfortunately, her mortal enemy has decided to do the same.

“Oh my gosh, did you see the flowers on Miss Luthor’s desk?”

“Did you see the teddy bear? It’s so cute!”

Kara’s eye actually twitches as she all but stomps her way to Lena’s office. It takes considerable willpower for her to not blurt out “I gave Lena a stuffed animal too!” at the L Corp employees she passes, though she’s somewhat appeased when Jess the Secretary gives her a commiserating eye roll. She deliberately pushes thoughts of other people aside as she pushes the door open, only to be greeted with one of the cutest sights she’s ever seen.

“Were you just… cooing at the bear I gave you?” 

“I was not!” Lena immediately denies. She shoves the toy behind her back, pretty much declaring herself as guilty, before clearing her throat. “Hello, Kara. What brings you here?”

Kara opens and closes her mouth, trying to decide what to say. The way Lena’s eyes narrow just a fraction cut out that particular line of conversation, so Kara settles for addressing the bigger problem by using the most direct course of action.

“I hear you have a secret admirer.”

Lena lifts her chin and places the teddy bear squarely in her lap.

“I do,” she says. There’s a hint of pride in her voice as she adds, “She’s quite the sweetheart, you know. Brought me flowers several times this week, along with my favorite chocolates.”

Kara clenches her jaw. She does her best to not bring out her inner pouty teenager when she points out, “I brought you flowers and chocolates.”

“Exactly,” Lena replies with a patient smile. 

Kara blinks.

“Hang on a second,” she says before turning to face the wall. Gears begin turning in her head at high speed, and it takes exactly twenty-six seconds for the puzzle piece to fall into place. 

“It’s me!” Kara declares loudly as she spins back around. “I’m your secret admirer!”

“Indeed,” Lena chuckles. “Though I’m surprised that I figured it out before you did.”

“Wait, when did you know–”

“Kara, please.” Lena’s fondly exasperated smile is quickly replaced with one filled with gentle adoration. “Only you know that plumerias are my favorite, and only you would be able to fly in the freshest Belgian chocolates. It also wasn’t too hard to guess that you were the one to give me Superbear here.”

“… Of all the names in the world, you named him Superbear?”

Kara. Isn’t there something else you should be asking?”

Kara grins, puffing out her chest. She strides with confidence and elation to the other side of Lena’s desk, whipping out the solitary rose she brought just for this occasion. Placing her free hand on Lena’s chair as support, she leans towards Lena, drawn to her as always.

“Will you be my Valentine?”

Lena makes a sudden move forward, and Kara’s brain immediately short circuits as something soft brushes the corner of her mouth.

“Yes.”

Tweet from African Goddess @Ubuntu_Queen: Men want sons over daughters becasue its easier to pass down gender based bigotry and patriarchy than it is to raise a potential victim to their own ideas and behaviors.

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

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in therapy my therapist and i were talking about my own feelings of self worth in relationships. and she asked me to say qualities about myself that someone else would be attracted to, on a romantic and platonic level. so i named some things like compassionate, empathetic, etc. and she said “you named things that you can give someone. ways you can serve, rather than ways that you are” and y'all..my mind was blown that’s gonna stick with me forever like she then proceed to tell me actual innate qualities about myself that she liked and thought anyone else would like as well and i hadn’t even considered those because like she said i was focused on things i could do outwardly to attract and maintain connections rather than who i was as a person..goddamn!!! thats tea!!!

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With this in mind, this also makes me think of the ways people describe us. When people say the reasons that they love/like you or describe you as a person, are they only naming ways that you serve them? Are they equating your worth with how much you do for them?

ex. “You’re such a good listener. You’re so generous, you’re so compassionate. You’re always there for me. You always hold me down. You’re reliable”

vs.

“You’re so funny! You’re very vibrant. You’re creative, passionate, and intelligent. You’re optimistic. You’re so talented at ____” , etc. I think that’s very telling.

This FUCKED relationships up too because once this hit me, I realized people can just be in love with the way you make them feel instead of who you actually are. ALWAYS pay attention to the last little “vs” but there because it IS super telling