Somebody rocking on my strap and sucking on my neck and making pretty noises, telling me how good I make them feel, would be so nice rn

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Somebody rocking on my strap and sucking on my neck and making pretty noises, telling me how good I make them feel, would be so nice rn
Why don’t you start off today? I’m sick of talking about me. Well, we’re here to talk about you, Franky.
An older butch: *exists in the same public space as me*
Me: *fixes hair, tucks in shirt* I’m ready to be mentored now please ma'am
The fact that there are femmes out there who have a preference for butches makes me so happy. It’s hard not to feel unlovable in a world that sometimes paints butches as aggressive and controlling. Seeing you talk about butches with such love is so healing. I just want y'all to know how grateful I am for you.
Studded package for Seraphina.Â
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growing up as a lesbian in an environment surrounded by straight women really alienated me from womanhood because their definition of womanhood so deliberately excluded me but learning to finally love myself amongst other lesbians that i myself am a woman who loves women really felt like a reclamation of womanhood for me
A lesbian reclaiming womanhood is a radical act of self love.
being a butch means choosing between being misgendered and being treated like shit, it means your heart races and your palms sweat when you walk towards a public bathroom, it means you’re nervous to talk to kids in public because what if their parents think you’re a predator, it means people have no idea how the fuck to talk to you so they just don’t, it means clothes shopping is seven kinds of hell, it means your family’s at least a little bit ashamed of you, it means you were bullied before anybody even knew what “lesbian” meant, it means you’re hungry for even a glimpse of somebody who looks like you and speaks your language, it means strangers calling you a dyke if they have the guts to do more than stare, it means dysphoria and confusion and pain
but it’s worth it all and more to hear a woman call you “handsome”, to lock eyes with a butch stranger who’s not quite your sister and not quite your brother, to step outside in a suit for the first time, to strip off years of disguises and discomfort, to have a “Ring of Keys” moment, to be someone’s “Ring of Keys” moment, to play with a child who doesn’t care what you’re wearing or what’s in your pants, to fight back against the world for once and let go of your shame, to start to like the person you see in the mirror, to dance with a woman, to hold hands with a woman, to kiss a woman, to make love to a woman, to love a woman and be loved in return, to find community and solidarity and home when you never even thought you’d live to see adulthood. I love butches and I love being butch. Â