asian femme posting. early 20's. i reblog 18+, minors please dni!
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how it feels to rewatch old disney animations and headcanon all the romances as butchfemme
Excerpt of Offering by Kyla Wazana | Tangled Sheets: Stories & Poems of Lesbian Lust
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butch knight forced to stand guard outside their princess' room while she sleeps with other women, oblivious that her loyal knight is listening and squirming in their armour just outside the door
Haruka Tenoh x Michiru Kaioh - Naoko Takeuchi | Sailor Moon 1991
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ME AND MY BUTCH IF YOU WERE WONDERING !!
i love you femmes who work blue collar jobs. i love you femmes who work minimum wage gigs. i love you femmes who do manual labour and heavy lifting for a living. i love you femmes who have rough hands and dirt-caked nails. i love you femmes who cannot afford to dress up every day, who trade in their loveliest dresses for a poorly-fitting uniform every time they clock in. femmes who have to tone down their makeup and take off their favourite earrings because it's just not practical for work. i love you femmes even if you cannot present as yourself, especially if you cannot present as yourself, at work.
I hate how easy Lush cosmetics gets my ass. . Their gay ass employees touch me and I’m spending a hundo bucks
Me irl
From a little zine I made :)
(some of) my favorite ways to make a butch short circuit 💕
letting out a faint little whimper when they kiss you
hooking your fingers in their belt loops and tugging towards you (or pulling them in by the lapel/tie)
tracing the outline of their tattoos with one sharp nail
finding reasons to bend over so your ass brushes against their bulge when they walk past you
saying “thank you Daddy” quietly and so sweetly when they do something nice in public
running your hand from their wrist to their bicep then sighing softly while feeling up their muscles
sending them a slutty picture while out with friends so they know what’s theirs later
“wow your hands are so big” or “gosh you’re strong”
riling butches up is my favorite hobby 💕
perverted sex freak femme x completely normal butch who just sighs when I tell him my kinks
Orgasms? Amazing.
Desire without destination? Flirting with each other for days, making out while the pasta water is heating up, grinding back against them right before you have to get up for work, sending smutty pictures while you're apart but falling asleep together at 8pm before you can act on your lunch break promises?
DELICIOUS
Things my wife (a knight) did for me (a princess) at the Renaissance fair that make me absolutely feral:
Held my umbrella and would not let me carry my own bag
Waited for me outside of shops, booths, and even the bathrooms
Bought and surprised me with a rose, making my knees weak and shaming my friends and their husbands in one fell swoop
Found the one booth that sells coffee and got me a latte WITH A MILK ALTERNATIVE
Won the knife throwing contest against two very cocky men, only preening when I called them handsome
Paid for me to have my face painted like a fairy and told me I was the most beautiful person in the world
Bought me a LITERAL CROWN and then refused to let me take it off
Watched me eat a giant turkey leg like it was the world's greatest nature documentary
Looked at me so sweetly that one of my straight married friends turned red and told us to get a room
Took pictures of all my friends without them even having to ask
Inspired several little girls who clearly had never seen a 'lady knight' and who excitedly pointed us out to their parents
Called me 'my lady' and kissed my hand any time I looked at them
Carried my friend's baby in their arms
Drove us home early because I was too tired to keep walking around
Went into Chickfila (in costume) to ask for the dipping sauce that they forgot to put in our bag while I sat in the car
Fell asleep that night holding my hand
In conclusion: I am gay
Things that leveled me up as a Dyke Pt. 2
When I had dyke sex in the parking lot of the fire and brimstone church I grew up in
When a girl drew protective sigils on my arm for weeks after she overheard me tearing apart her old roommate for saying transphobic shit about her
When the sleep study doctor told me I have a medically large tongue and my wife shouted "I KNEW IT"
When the butch at the hardware store told me the shelf cutting machine broke and we spent 20min cutting shelves with bolt cutters for my wife's closet.
At the RenFaire, my wife tried the knife throwing but couldn't get it, then got huffy when I told her how to do it. She handed me the last knife and told me it's not that easy. I did not tell her I threw knives a lot as a kid, so with all her bags and jewelry balanced in one arm, I flipped the knife a couple times and sunk it into the wooden target guy. Felt like a damn hallmark movie and I loved it.
When an Aussie woman in a hotel lobby asked me to please please keep talking because she was fascinated by my american southern accent. I called her darlin and she blushed.
When my wife's grandfather was fine with her being a lesbian largely because I was such a big help with the cattle
When I moved an iron bedframe into the garden for my wife's coworker and she asked how long we'd been together. The answer was that morning. We'd been going steady for about an hour.
When I taught my wife how to waltz
"i've got you" "you're okay" "it's okay i'm here" during sex,,, aahaahaa aheheeeeheee
I need a long and sloppy make out session with lots of groping and moaning and whimpering
perv femmes whose hands are always creeping up your shirt or unbuttoning your pants. perv femmes who will push their tongue into your mouth on the first kiss. perv femmes who guide your hands exactly where they want you to grope and squeeze. perv femmes who look like they’re going to eat you every time you change in front of them. perv femmes who will happily take all their clothes off just for your attention.
sweet femmes. femmes like sugar that melt under your touch. femmes with flesh to grope and squish and kiss and bite. femmes that wrap themselves in lace and ribbons like pretty presents. femmes that wear pink lipstick and leave kiss marks on your face. femmes that are soft like bunnies and cuddle all the time. femmes that smell like vanilla and marshmallows and sweet dreams. femmes who need hands on them at all times to feel good. femmes who whisper in your ear during functions and drag you home. femmes who wear lacy bras and tiny skirts and like parading in front of you. femmes who like being carried around, hands wrapped around your biceps. cute femmes. sweet femmes. just femmes.
“do you not want me? :(..” hypersexual femme
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“I do! i was trying to be respectful!” chivalrous butch
what I really like about all these vintage couple’s portraits is that there is a very certain romatic decorum kept up – certain themes and poses – which, while of course being the mainstream preferred view of couples repeated throughout many studios, are just… so nice to look at.
this staged affection, a mix of theatricality and intimacy, the couple holding still for a couple of moments and now immortalised in a very set sequence of embraces and kisses. there is a charm to it even when I can’t tell whether this was a genuine couple portait or just actors hired by the photographer.
the kiss on the bare shoulder (eyes perfectly averted), the cheek caress, the piano and the violin, the interrupted embrace, the woman tilted back as in a half-stopped dance…
![INTERVIEWER. What does being butch mean to you?
The word that's coming to mind is “caretaker,” which is [laughs] funny.
INT. Why is it funny?
Because it's like the most traditional, I guess, feminine trait.
INT. I guess so. Do you feel like it's ironic, in a sense?
Not at all. I think many people would, though. They equate butch with this cold, hard aggression. But butches are the softest people I know. We take care.
INT. How do you take care?
Of everyone? Or [laughs]
INT. You have a partner, right?
Yeah.
INT. How do you take care of them?
I-uh-I give her massages. I write her poems. I hold the door open for her. I put my hand on her lower back walking down the street. I rub her stomach on her period. I wash the dishes after she cooks us both dinner. I buy her pastries from her favourite bakery. I fill her water. I tell her she's beautiful. I tell her she's strong. I tell her stories to help her sleep at night. I go with her to the hospital and hold her hand in the waiting room. I ask her how she feels. I hold her while she cries. I remind her to eat. I eat her out. I listen to her every word. I give her what she wants. I give her what she needs.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/17bf02b85eb3e21e32d9283a8fbe8600/6033f3160c3ace6d-08/s500x750/8e6202b3da051845f7a067553b67a71786b2b098.jpg)
![INT. And what about her? How does she take care of you?
[long pause]
I was in a shell before I met her. She cracked me open. She made me actually see the world I was living in. She makes me see myself. And every day she takes my gooey egg-yolk heart that I’ve spent my whole life protecting, and—she holds it.
In the palm of her hand. And she never lets it spill.
INT. She holds your heart.
She holds my heart.
INT. That's a lot.
It’s everything.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/28c583833d4ed076f5ecd93607dafb09/6033f3160c3ace6d-f3/s500x750/d3837ba66e75675a164b0b2b395a7317d3bae663.jpg)
here's a fake interview about my me & my girlfriend that i transcribed from my head. enjoy!
Why I Love Butch Women, by Carol A. Queen, from Dagger: on Butch Women
“how to engage in courting rituals 1950′s butch style in the bar” an essay by merril mushroom, published in common lives/lesbian lives: a lesbian feminist quarterly no. 4, summer 1982
