ghostie

20 | transmasc butch / any | I’m a hopeless romantic that’s fueled by coffee and lesbianism

[cobaltbeam]

Normal conversations to have on the plane

I'm also doing more cod art on Patreon!

[o0kawaii0o]

Roronoa Zoro

[stupidoomdoodles]

i am now a 9000% sure that saiyan dads trying to be cool is my favourite thing to draw ever

[guacemolyarts]

something quick for valentines day :)

[infizero]

THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOO

SONIC CHANNEL PUBLISHING BLATANT SONADOW FANART IM CRYING THEY DGAF ANYMORE

[cronchy-baguette]

I promise

[karvviie]

i need this butch so bad

[blueeyebutnosamurai]

yet again proof that daddy issues make u a people pleaser and mommy issues make u a sociopath

[evanezco]

very sketchy Caitvi piece

[ripleylarue]

A butch curling their femme wife’s hair before bed

[thuesdaynightdykelife]

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in grandmas florals and a vintage cut. Smelling like thrift stores and books and dried flowers.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the macarbe. Art filled red with blood, and wardrobe filled black and silver. Jars of bones and hair and herbs.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in nature's song. The howl of the wind. The bold heat of the sun on their skin, and the smell of eucalyptus and petrichor.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the sweat on their brow and the strength of their lift. The rush of adrenaline and endorphins. The beauty in their form and focus.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the tap of their heels on tiles. The way their voice commands a room. Warm printer ink, signature signed.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the paint on your apron and the beadwork your mother taught you. The songs you made up with your cousins over your childhood summers will be the lullabies your children fall asleep to.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the layer of fat on top of your soup, the bubbling of yeast and the smell of onion, garlic, and rosemary.

Here's who the femmes who's expression lies in the strum of the bass and the bang of the drum. Grimey venues with sticky floors, full of screaming, sweat, and fiery passion.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in decedant fabrics galore. Velvets and satins and ruffles and lace. Rhinestones and ribbons. Leather and linens.

Here's to femmes whose expression lies in enjoying the simplicities of life. The smell of the jasmine tree on the walk home from book club. The changing of the leaves. The way their barista knows them by name.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in comfort and care. The softness they've carved for themselves. Matching pajamas and mismatched socks. Home is where the heart is, and where goldilocks finds her "just right."

[abbaquin]

tired lesbians

[pigeonpastels]

long live transmasc femmes ❤️

[faunafemme]

I love old media warning society of ✨ dangerous butches ✨ bc it’s always

“this woman WILL wear mens shoes and will STEAL YOUR WIFE”

“butch dykes are HANDSOME and GOOD IN BED”

“you WILL be seduced and they have a HIGH SUCCESS RATE”

“they prey on women DISAPPOINTED IN MEN and give them WAY MORE ORGASMS”

“DON’T let your loved ones receive LOVE from AFFECTIONATE LESBIANS”

[blvddyvvalentine]

Y’all we have to stop making eachother feel bad for having sexual attraction. Lesbians are allowed to be horny we don’t have to be sexless pastel princesses holding hands in a field or smth. Be horny, it’s frankly revolutionary to be a sweaty horny dyke.

[venusmage]

Shout out to the cashier at Aldi that made me and my wife malfunction

[lesviankisser]

tag yourself, lesbians.