oh so lesbian

you dont need to know anything for sure. the fact that girls make your heart go thwump thwump or that you think about them a lot or you want to be held in a girl’s arms is enough. definitions are fun, but defining who you are is a journey. just be. 

me: im bisexual

friend: oh so ur a lesbian

me: haha no im bi. i like guys and girls.

friend: so do you have a problem with lesbians or something?

me: what? no. i’m just telling y-

friend: don’t worry i totally accept you’re going through an experimental phase. it doesn’t matter to me if you’re gay or straight i’ll always love you.

me: thank you but i’m bi for sure

friend: sorry what were you saying

I can’t wait until I have someone to spoil. You want the giant dinosaur? I’m going to win you that giant dinosaur. You want a large fry with those nuggets, you best believe you’re getting it. You want those new jeans that really show off your ass? Hell yeah, those jeans are yours.

80s punk/pastel Pipabeth aesthetic for @lgbtqpjo’s time travel Tuesday

(I’m slowly becoming a pjo aesthetic blog)

At the request of @caustic-owl, please imagine any time Piper and Annabeth are together, Leo comes in with a boom box blasting Never Gonna Give You Up - rickrolling before rickrolling became a thing.

GUYS WE DID IT. 

CHAPTER 92 IS DONE. 

Please enjoy some real life footage of me trying to deal with feelings:

BUT IT’S DONE 

I HOPE THAT WAS ENJOYABLE IN SOME WAY SHAPE OR FORM. 

It is entirely possible that I will never get to answer all the comments that came in, BUT I WILL TRY MY BEST, AND I HAVE READ EVERYTHING SO FAR. YOU GUYS ARE WONDERFUL AND I THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR INPUT. IT TRULY BRINGS THIS ALL TO LIFE. 

And now I will go to bed.

open to m/f/nb. a frequent affair that maybe got a little deeper than they had bargained for. suggested connection: step-daughter’s friend (18+ only), husband’s intern, employee, anyone really, bonus points for age gaps

“does it bother you or something?” the older woman spoke, back toward the other as she was reaching behind her to re-fasten the bra they’d so eagerly removed when they’d first entered the room. glancing over her shoulder, samaira’s eyes found theirs, offering the softest of smiles. “that as soon as i leave here i go back home to him? is that why you’ve been so quiet?” they were meant to be casual, an agreement they’d made upon their first hook up. but things had felt different lately. they were less accessible, at least on a level deeper than just sex. then again, why did she care? “you know this is just.. the way it has to be. i know it’s not perfect but—” cutting her own words off, her eyes were shifting down toward the bed. “if you want to stop this, i get it. it’s supposed to be fun.” it was always just supposed to be fun. and if it was over, she’d grit and bare it. she’d have to.

I hate terfs so much no matter what you say if it’s remotely about supporting trans women they’re gonna start circle jerking about “oh so you hate lesbians and think they should all suck dick obvs”
And that’s deliberate. They very deliberately want to change the conversation from any meaningful conversation about trans women into nothing but painting them as violent monsters. It’s no wonder that there’s literal nazis hiding in their ranks