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@hergentlepersuasion
hey all, again! sorry for poofing again. i’ve been working on my muses, old and new, as well as my theme and shit, and ALSO just having a really rough time in my quarantine circumstances. please be patient with me! there’s nothing i wanna do more than write again, but i gotta get my Brain Good. tysm for understanding
hey y’all! i’m back from a crazy hiatus where i finished my higher education, got a job, settled down, and then the pandemic yanked it out from under me! i also miss writing gay stuff so here i am.
right now though, tumblr’s giving me a weird upload error whenever i go to upload gifs to my starter drafts (heads up!) so stay tuned! i’m trying my best! either way, hop in my dms and let’s plot something!!!
hey! if ur ever looking for information on my character (whether i haven’t finished/uploaded my stats or bio pages or it’s just information you’d like to know) you can always 100% shoot me a message asking about anything! if you need something cleared up about my muse, ask me. if you wanna learn more about my muse, ask me. if something is confusing you or you just want to know more - ask me! i’m always available to answer questions about my muse because the odds are i’m probably still figuring them out. no matter how long i’ve had them for, there’s always room for character development and finding out more about them. there are some things even i haven’t figured out about my muse, so always feel free to ask me if you wanna know anything.
@rastles·:
“mmm, yeah, you pesky bisexual. and you’re either gay or straight, you know that right? you can’t just be all safe in your lil’ sexuality. you have to choose eventually, or else you’ll probably get arrested.” to make sure stevie knew it was a joke, there was a stupid grin on her face and she was nudging her a little. despite trying to come off as ‘chill’ and ‘laid back’, kody got exceptionally aggressive when people invalidated different sexualities. she had so many different men telling her that she was too pretty to be gay, or looked way too straight to only like women. and then had way too many bi girlfriends to not know how bad it was for them as well. besides, she’d rather get passionate about sexualities than admit that she was a good sister. she never felt like she was, and she wasn’t about to lay her troubles out so quickly.
with her elbows on her knees, dakota’s arms hung down and she rolled her shoulders a little bit. it was a needed break from all of the hard work on the farm, she could seriously feel her muscles finally relaxing. and she tried not to think about what kian was doing and what he would be thinking with her gone for this long. it was nice to feel like she was making a connection in this small town, after meeting people and feeling like they were friendly but there was something missing. “yeah, i’m excited to get to know you, too,” she replied with a little smile, feeling a little more vulnerable than she had planned. but that was okay, for now.
jason had been happily jumping around, and had even walked up to where the water met the sand only to run away from it again. the only time he felt like swimming was when kody would bring him to the little lake out back — he’d jump in after her. “so, what can you tell me about this town? people to avoid, things to do when i’m not busy busting my ass over at the farm?”
stevie tossed back her head and let out a bark of a laugh when dakota teased her bisexuality. she’d hit the nail right on the head. that was the sort of bullshit stevie heard all the time, even from people who she’d thought were open-minded, intelligent individuals. it was an unbelievable comfort to know that dakota understood her, especially since she wasn’t bisexual (from what she gathered) -- and it pained stevie to say that a lot of gay women have invalidated her sexuality in the past.
she was dramatically relieved, so much so that her shoulders relaxed when she hadn’t even known they were tense in the first place. “well, i’m not gonna choose. so let’s hope i’ve got a good amount of time to hang out with you before the police come to take me to gay jail,” she teased with a laugh, exhaling a soft sigh. with the confirmation that her excitement to get to know the other better was reciprocated, she leaned over to nudge dakota’s shoulder with her forehead: an innocent, friendly (gay) gesture before returning her gaze to the waves, and jason. he was having the time of his life chasing them.
“hmm, what to do in stardew valley...” stevie pondered, pursing her lips. her hands ran up and down the stretchy fabric of her exercise leggings as she wracked her brain to remember what she did to kill time in high school. “well. there’s the bar, but everyone and their mom goes there. after happy hour, though, it clears out and is actually an enjoyable space to hang out in. there’s a movie theater the next town over. there’s a lot of beautiful woods here, though. i was gonna go jog on one of the zillions of paths before you interrupted me,” she teased, “and it’s just some of the most beautiful landscape you’ll ever see. but i think... hanging out with me is like, probably the best way to spend your time, though.” her smirk was subtle.
“as for people to avoid, they make it pretty obvious. not that there are a lot of them. but... you’ll know.”
rastles·:
“sorry, people like us?” first she dead-panned, but then worried if she tried it too long she’d worry stevie. seconds after she grinned — big and goofy — so she knew that she was kidding. pretending not to be gay when she made it very obvious that she was was probably kody’s favourite joke. immersing herself in jokes helped her feel like she was charming and fun. no one had told her otherwise — yet. “it’s nice. people usually think i’m too cute to be one of those scary gays. most girls liked to use me as a cushion for when they came out to their homophobic parents, ‘cause at least their gay daughter is dating someone like me.” not that she wasn’t proud of that, but it angered her in the way that she felt a little more protective of those who didn’t get her privilege.
“hey, don’t worry about it. we were close but …. y’know, i’m being strong. my brother is the one a little more torn up about it because they were a lot closer. so i’ve decided to not be sad in case my brother opens up about how devastated he is,” she said with a nod, wondering if it would be inappropriate to just take the other girl’s hand and play with it. something she did when she got nervous or anxious about a topic. instead, she just played with the leash in her hands and slowed down to slide down into the sand, leaning back onto her hands and letting the sun hit her face.
“i’m glad i ran into you, too. i dunno — this might sound weird, but,” dakota turned to stevie, squinting slightly and feeling her stomach turn, “i feel like …. we already have this strong connection. it feels like i’ve known you for years. am i alone on that? ‘cause, i’m totally fine if so.”
stevie snorted when dakota deadpanned -- the joke struck her funny bone just right. denying her gayness was one of stevie’s favorite running jokes with herself too, especially since her interest in women was something she thought about and made known practically all day, every day. it was just so comical; of course she fucking loved women. she wrinkled her nose at the other and smirked to acknowledge the joke, mouth shut for once as she listened to each following word from dakota’s pretty lips. she found herself wanting to know every detail she could about the other.
“i can totally understand that, though. that’s been my experience as bisexual -- i get to ‘pass’ as straight because i don’t look particularly gay, i guess. i ruin the illusion when i open my mouth, though. i say a lot of gay shit,” she said with a quiet giggle, cheeks warming at the thought of the potential gay shit she’d be saying to dakota. “you’re a good sister,” she added softly, offering her a quick, sweet grin before her gaze slipped downwards to watch the girl’s long fingers play with jason’s leash while he ran around chasing seagulls, her thoughts temporarily entering the gutter.
the two blondes sank to the sand simultaneously, with stevie placing her shoes aside with her socks tucked inside them and sitting cross legged. she reclined slightly, holding herself upright by grabbing onto her ankles as she welcomed the sunlight on her skin. stevie’s head quirked to meet dakota’s eyes as she spoke, another flush forming on her cheeks. “no, i feel the same way, kody,” she confirmed, her heartbeat skipping once before picking up speed in a long-lost, familiar fashion. the confirmation that the other felt the same about how easy it was to talk to each other overjoyed her -- the last thing she wanted was to crush on someone who wanted nothing to do with her and was just being polite. stevie’s eyes scanned dakota’s face, each freckle of it, and almost lost her train of thought. “it feels right,” she declared with a nonchalant shrug of her slender, muscular shoulders. “i’m really excited to get to know you.”
@rastles·:
it wasn’t like she could just keep herself from being able to ignore anything. she wouldn’t consider herself an ignorant or naive person; in fact, she was pretty convinced everyone was into her at one point or another. the confidence oozed from kody, but she also felt like toning it back a little around stevie. again, she didn’t want to ruin anything — not in this small of a town. she made the commitment to the farm, to her brother, to her family …. she couldn’t just run away once things got awkward, could she?
“oh, you grew up here!” okay, so this was all starting to make a little more sense. dakota had tried to meet as many people as she could, or at least hand it off between her and her brother — she was kind of glad that she had gotten to know stevie before her brother. not that she’d worry about him, but if he even showed a fraction of interest in her she would feel obligated to back off. with the amount of flirting, kody at least knew that stevie was interested in a way. “mmm, i feel that. every time i visited with my parents and my brother, it felt like there was a bit of a … stuffiness. definitely never thought that someone else would be daydreaming about a girlfriend.”
it was one thing to commit herself to a farm, but back in the city she never had girlfriends. that’s why she was going to have to be careful with this one; she knew how she got. “my grandpa passed away last month. i guess he left the farm to my brother and i,” shrugging, she kept the truth to herself about why he left the farm to the two of them. maybe another time. “so we moved here. and now i’m your new local farmer!” a little laugh tumbled out of her lips as they neared the clearing that brought them onto the beach. jason had run up through it already, and kody was hoping that no one else was there for him to jump on.
stevie nodded slowly, inhaling a slow, deep breath of the fresh ocean air that was creeping closer to the two women with each of their steps. “yeah, it’s like... totally small town mentality here. church is pretty important here, too. not the best combination for someone like me. like us,” stevie said, leaning over to playfully nudge dakota’s shoulder with her own. the beach neared, foliage giving way to sand and sun and almost immediately, stevie stopped in her tracks to slide her running shoes and socks off to slip her bare feet into the sand. she hadn’t realized just how badly she missed the feeling of soft, warm sand between her toes.
visibly more relaxed, stevie tucked her shoes in her arms and matched dakota’s pace, inching as close as she could manage without being obnoxious. the proximity between them sparked a feeling of soft, warm tenderness in her, a feeling that couldn’t quite place. was it comfort? camaraderie? butterflies? already? slow down, stevie. you literally just met.
“wow,” stevie hummed, smiling wider at kody’s melodic laugh. it was so sweet. “i’m sorry about your grandfather,” she added, her heartstrings tugging in her chest. her own grandparents’ health were declining -- her grandmother with alzheimer’s and her grandfather with cancer, hence her reason for moving back home. she couldn’t let her parents take care of them by themselves. “but i’m glad it brought you here. it’s really, really nice to meet you. really.”
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@rastles·:
had she been prepared, kody wondered if she’d change her clothes. it’s not like she wore terrible clothes when she was working, but she always liked wearing long sleeves around people that she wanted to be interested in her. it made her feel like her arms looked longer, some kind of weird insecurity that she would never address. however, with all of the signs she was picking up …. she was sure she was as impressive as she needed to be. after all, it was a little like high school. you find the other girl who likes girls and you cling to her. except, this time, she actually felt attracted to the person.
“doubt they forgot about you, unless you pulled a men in black and erased their memories. then they definitely forgot about you.” joking back with her was easy because kody felt some sort of relief when she felt that she was getting her affirmations; at least she was open about it. no straight girl here, it seemed. the both teams comment just cemented that fact in and it made dakota a little less tense. she didn’t even realize she was tense until the ease in her shoulders softened her posture.
“i’m your first dakota, huh? better stay away from the fanning sisters then, ‘cause i’m planning on being your only dakota.” laughing a little, she felt a little pull in her chest. was that …. nerves? no way. the closer they got to the beach, kody pulled up jason and unclipped his leash. he knew the way, considering kian was a weirdo and would be up at 6am to go for a run to the beach with him. talked about endurance training or something, from football. “so, you live here, right? are you, like, from around here? born here, or something?” she wanted to know mostly because she wanted to connect people; there were so many people older than her talking about their kids, and their grandkids …. she was beginning to wonder if this was someone related.
a gentle grin formed on stevie’s lips when the other girl spoke once more -- it was a subtle compliment-turned-joke that made her heart do backflips in her chest, a feeling that came few and far between these days. people back in the city really only ever complimented her looks, her exterior (and her posterior). rarely would someone give her a true compliment but dakota had come right out with one. and stevie was very into it.
the hints dakota was dropping were immediately picked up by stevie. she appreciated them more than she could even describe -- she respected the straightforwardness, the unwillingness to be curious, the bravery to speak up and let her interest in stevie known. it made her next step (flirting relentlessly) that much easier. a low giggle bubbled from her lips when kody made it clear that she planned on being her only dakota -- she couldn’t help the butterflies from fluttering in her stomach. stevie was planning on having her be her only dakota too. “i think we can arrange that,” she hummed, leaning over to nudge kody’s shoulder with her own.
“and i grew up here. i was born not too far away but moved here when i was like, a toddler. i graduated from high school here and then fucked off to the city immediately. i was dying to get out and meet new people and... i don’t know, maybe find a girlfriend instead of daydreaming about one,” she said with a quiet snort, fondly remembering her newly-out days. “but uh, i moved back almost two weeks ago to help my parents take care of my grandparents. what about you? i haven’t seen you around here before. i would’ve remembered you. i know that much.”
@littlepoppywrites·:
aspen smiled, happy that catherine was pleased with her choices and was able to pick one without much thought. she knew it was a sign she’d chosen well. she resisted the urge to sigh when she was ordered to put it on. of course she’d much prefer for cat to dress her - but she knew that the older woman would take joy in watching her dress up just for her. it was ridiculously sensual.
the blonde took her time moving sensually and slowly. she slipped the bra on and carefully did up the clasps at the back, gently tugging and pulling here and there to be sure everything was sitting properly. she let out a slow breath as she slid her underwear down her legs, bending right over so as to give cat a view of her perfect ass and everything that belonged to her. she put on the gorgeous panties that matched her bra, sliding them up her smooth legs. she let the waistband go with a snap, the bow sitting perfectly at her lower back. she looked back over her shoulder at redhead. ‘ᴛʜᴇ sᴜsᴘᴇɴᴅᴇʀs ᴛᴏᴏ?’ she asked, turning around so that the older woman could look at her body.
cat reclined further, propping an arm on the side of her chaise to get comfortable before aspen dressed herself -- preparing for the show. her green eyes took in every inch of the woman before her, appreciating the care aspen’s perfect, slender fingers put into each of their movements. a quiet, hungry groan found its way from catherine’s throat when aspen’s underwear was removed and she bent over, displaying her round, soft ass cheeks and her absolutely perfect fucking pussy, which she found was glistening slightly with wetness. cat wanted to crawl towards aspen on her knees and bury her face in that sweetness, but she maintained her composure. not just yet, catherine.
“the suspenders too, please,” the redhead hummed, taking her lower lip between her teeth once she saw the panties’ bow laying perfectly against aspen’s lower back, the pattern of the straps creating a delectable window of skin above aspen’s ass that catherine was aching to taste. her arousal was becoming more difficult to ignore, her thighs firmly clenching together for some semblance of friction. cat breathed out a happy sigh when the blonde turned to face her, the lingerie set flawlessly decorating her soft, creamy skin. “goddamn, aspen,” catherine growled, eyes dark with lust, with want, with admiration. “come closer.”
@rastles·:
silly girl, now she was going to be all hyper-focusing on her new friend when she should be taking care of the animals and helping her brother with processing everything they had back at home. he’d understand, right? after all, if he met a cute girl she would totally understand him not doing his duties ….. okay, maybe not, but she was gay so her life was harder than his. and she was a woman. she definitely liked to remind him of that.
“definitely a man of his own volition. and i respect that of him, very much. i think he’s looking for a new boyfriend since he misses all of his butt buddies back home.” it was a silly joke, but she was treading the water. after all, stevie could be another one of those straight girls who really enjoyed being hit on by a gay girl and then when push comes to shove, totally wasn’t interested. which was fine, but depending on how she reacted kody was going to take note. after all, many straight women flirted back …. some would even give into temptation a few times. but this was a small town.
“oh, you have a throwing arm? you a frequent flier on the softball team?” she teased, another little quip that could be unnoticed by a certain person. grinning a little, she strolled to the beach and let the leash loosen somewhat. “i like the way you say my name, by the way. a little different than i’m used to hearing; but yeah, i like it.”
when stevie woke up that morning, she made a short list of things she had planned to do (like she did every morning). upon meeting dakota, it had entirely flown from her mind. the next thing stevie would do, she hoped, would be whatever dakota was going to do. this new girl fascinated her -- perhaps she was the granddaughter of her grandparents’ recently deceased friend who owned a farm. that’d mean dakota was probably here to stay, wouldn’t it? stevie selfishly and desperately wished it did.
she snorted at the girl’s joke, jutting out a sympathetic lower lip in an exaggerated pout in jason’s direction. “you and me both, buddy. all my butt buddies and scissor sisters back in the city have probably forgotten all about me now,” she said, her tone lighthearted -- she wasn’t concerned about any of her old hookups, and was in fact overjoyed that she wouldn’t have to awkwardly run into them in the bars she frequented anymore. they were far, far away.
kody’s question made stevie hum in amusement. well played, dakota. she turned her head for a long few moments, taking in the girl’s sun-kissed freckles that she was lucky to be close enough to appreciate. “i play, uh, both teams,” stevie replied, upholding the metaphor -- the metaphor that any queer girl knew like the back of her hand. a slight flush found stevie’s cheeks at dakota’s statement, her heartbeat quickening. “i like saying it, kody,” she responded with a wry grin, her eyes flickering down to steal a glance at dakota’s long (sexy) fingers as they loosened on jason’s leash. “i’ve never met a dakota before. you're my first.”
@rastles·:
the only idea that kody might have had for herself was that there would be some repressed girl that would eventually marry a man, but want to ‘experiment’ — honestly, that was fine with her. she didn’t fear commitment, but it was hard for her to find the kind of person that she’d want to spend all of her time with. they had to be special. they had to be the kind of girl that would keep her coming back for more. and that usually resulted in her getting into relationships that were …… harder than they should be. humming a little, she couldn’t help but look the other up and down. and she had made it a little too obvious, all the while holding onto the leash tightly.
“i wouldn’t ever say no. we could use the company, actually — i don’t know many people here that would want to go on a walk with my dog and i.” her thumb had brushed over the back of stevie’s hand, and she wanted to make sure that she knew it had been on purpose. if kian was here, he would be urging her with his eyes to stop hitting on her, though she wasn’t sure she could do that. pretty girl? no, kody couldn’t resist. she had motioned for her new ‘pal’ to follow her as she tugged on the dog’s leash and began to walk toward the path.
“i was just chasing him ‘cause he left the farm but uh …. wanna go to the beach? i’m thinking we can find a piece of driftwood to throw, he’s real good at fetch.”
stevie was absolutely pleased to be on the receiving end of kody’s coy once-over and instinctually straightened out her shoulders. she arched her back slightly to stand up straight, accentuating her prominent collarbones and perhaps calling even more attention to her chest in her black sports bra. maybe stevie flexed her abdominal muscles a little, too. she was never one not to take an opportunity to show off, and the gentle caress of kody’s thumb along the back of her hand as they separated was more than enough of a confirmation.
an arched brow perked upwards, stevie’s gaze reluctantly leaving kody’s to look back down at jason, her hands resting on her hips. “jason, my man. a free spirit, i love it,” she teased with a low giggle before following kody’s lead and setting off towards the path. the suggestion of the beach was an amazing one. stevie briefly wondered why she hadn’t planned to go there in the first place, but was grateful the decision to jog brought kody (and jason). every passing minute had stevie’s curiosity growing -- was this the start of... something?
as they set their pace, stevie inched closer to the other, unable to help feeling drawn to her. “the beach sounds perfect, kody,” she bubbled, flashing a bright smile dakota’s way -- a sort of smile she hadn’t smiled in what can only be described as a hot minute. “i can show off my throwing arm.”
