Strawberry Flavored Kisses

Sonoma / lesbian / 16 // pro choice, pro bugs, pro pink // THIS IS NOT A CGL OR DDLG ACCOUNT !! I legit just like the color pink and cute shit its all innocent on the page thanks More About Me

[pontourus-blog]

Me: its really creepy when cishet people sexualize the fact that im a lesbian

Ignorant cishet person: wow you dont like being accepted? God you gays are so picky just take the compliment

Me: but it.. its not a compliment. Its creepy when a man sees me and my girlfriend and makes a comment about how its hot. Its uncomofortable

Ignorant cishet person: whatever! Angry lesbian

[brennansnow-blog]

That scene where Simon is yelling at Martin about taking away his right to come out when he was ready really got to me because after being forcibly outed to a not so accepting family is high school and having to deal with that, I know exactly how much being outed sucks. You don’t get to make the decision for someone. You don’t know what their life is like or what kind of situation you’ll be putting them in by outing them. They could literally lose everything just because you decided to be an asshole. You could put them in actual danger. You. Do. Not. Have. The. Right. To. Out. Someone. Without. Their. Permission. 

What I’m trying to say is, don’t be a fucking Martin. 

[homoz]

[anxiousbich]

I keep seeing teen Loser Club Headcanons but like have you thought of Liv Hewson

For Beverly

I think it’s a good choice

And ya know what while I’m on the subject and I’ve been watching The Santa Clarita Diet, I submit Skyler Gisondo for Eddie

[blackness-by-your-side]

this 👆🏾

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

Do these straight people just like

Not actually comprehend anything happening right in front of them

[the-sunshine-cult-deactivated20]

heteronormativity is a hell of a drug

[bimbinis]

May I add:

[the-darkest-emoji]

💀

[skodasforge]

Me up in the Love, Simon theater when I saw that 5th coffee

[willgayers]

saw this post by @fanficisgoodforthesoul and went;

this was fun to write!

Warnings; i guess this contains little mentions of NFSW stuff, but nothing major. also they’re college age here so pls don’t attack me thank u bye  also the f- word for gay sigh

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[toziertrashmouth]

Can you please write some adorable reddie cuddling fluff? I've been reading tons of angst and I'm gonna cry 😭

with pleasure my dude

(FYI - they’re a little older in this, nearly 20, as theres a few lil mentions of smexy times and some teasing and making out etc because i don’t write that very much and wanted a change, sue me)

please listen to tee shirt by birdy to get super cutesy vibes and all the feels <3

It was still dark out when Eddie woke up, squinting up to look out the window at the early morning sky. He checked his watch, seeing it was 5:45 am, and smiled. He still had hours to kill before waking up. He felt something move from underneath him and he turned his head to come face to face with Richie’s sleeping form. And he smiled.

Richie had snuck in again last night, just before midnight like clockwork, and begged Eddie to just fall asleep on top of him. So he had, and god was he happy he did. Eddie had fallen asleep on his front, leaning on Richie’s shoulder and tucking his face into his neck, softly sighing as Richie stroked the side of his face to help him fall asleep. He had slept for a good few hours until he woke up, but those few hours were pure bliss. 

Richie shifted again and let out some air through his nose before blinking open his eyes slightly. He saw Eddie staring at him and he smiled.

“You’re staring again.” He whispered. 

“You look cute in the morning.” Eddie said quietly and Richie chuckled, his chest rumbling and making butterflies erupt in Eddie’s stomach. 

“Thank you. You look pretty adorable too.” Richie said, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s forehead. “What time is it? Do we have to get up now?” Richie asked sadly and Eddie shook his head, holding his wrist with the watch on to Richie’s face.

“We have ages. Go back to sleep if you want.” He said and Richie shrugged.

“Don’t wanna if you’re gonna be awake.”

“I’ll fall asleep too. You know I can’t stay away for too long.” Eddie pointed out, and snuggled into Richie’s neck, pressing a kiss at the base of his throat. Richie hummed in appreciation and rested his hand on the side of Eddie’s face, stroking the hairs just behind his ear. Eddie loved it when Richie was gentle with him, compared to how brash and loud he could be outside or with the others. He loved that side of Richie, it was fun and adventurous and he never knew what to expect from him, but soft, sleepy, Richie was his favourite. 

Eddie started pressing soft kisses across Richie’s neck, listening to the soft noises he was making, and then kissed behind his ear, making him shiver. Richie moved away slightly and Eddie whined, trying to kiss him again.

“I’m way too tired to flip you over right now, please don’t kiss me there until I’m wide awake and ready to go.” Richie joked, but Eddie stopped, knowing he was right. Even though Richie was more dominant in more than one aspect, when Eddie tried to take control he was putty in his hands. Eddie settled on resting the side of his face on the pillow and just staring up at his boyfriend instead. He was so beautiful, all freckles and pale skin and bright, brown eyes. He looked different without his glasses, but a good different. Older, more mature. Less like ‘Trashmouth Tozier’ or ‘Bucky Beaver’ that he had been known as during school. Now, he was just Richie. And Eddie loved just Richie. 

“What are we doing today again?” Richie asked after a short while of peaceful silence.

“Bev asked us to come to the movies with her and then we’re helping Stan pack for College. After that, nothing.” Eddie said sleepily. Richie nodded.

“Wanna get dinner tonight?”

“Not another pizza, Richie. My face is already breaking out from yesturday’s binge.”

“No,” Richie snorted. “Not pizza. Like, real food. From a restaurant.” Eddie smirked and looked up at him.

“Are you asking me out on a date, Tozier?” Eddie nearly died when he saw Richie’s face turn a little pink.

“Would that be so terrible?”

“Only a little bit.” Eddie teased and Richie rolled his eyes, gently flicking Eddie’s ear.

“Asshole.” 

“You love me.” Eddie hummed and Richie smiled, kissing his forehead.

“Yeah, unfortunately.” Eddie scoffed and started to scoot away from him.

“I’m never snuggling with you again.” He threatened and Richie grabbed him before he could move further away, flipping them over and pinning Eddie underneath him. Eddie let out a breath, not expecting that at all, as Richie beamed down at him. “I thought you were too tired?”

“I perk up when you start getting fiesty and bratty.” Richie said and Eddie tutted at him.

“Bratty, pft! As if!” Richie leaned down rubbed his nose against Eddie’s fondly, making his heart melt.

“You’re so cute when you try to prove me wrong.”

“I’m not cute, I’m manly!”

“Shut up, Eddie. You’re adorable.” Richie said, kissing Eddie’s jaw. “Cute, cute, cute!” He kissed his nose, his cheek, and his collarbone for each word and Eddie bit his lip, holding back a smile.

“If the others could see us right now they’d puke.” He said and Richie laughed.

“I think Stan would bust a nut, being in the same room as us would be the most action he’s gonna get.”

“Don’t be mean!” Eddie frowned, swatting Richie’s hand. “Stan is gonna find somebody soon, just you wait.”

“He still won’t get as much as I do.” Richie raised an eyebrow, making Eddie go red.

“Shut up. I just put up with your horny ass because I have too.”

“I never hear you complaining, like, in fact, I always hear you telling me not to stop.”

“Okay, that’s enough.” Eddie warned, pointing a finger up at him.

“Billy Boy would be so shocked at the filthy words that have come out of your little mouth, Eds. He’d be asking everyone where his precious little best friend has gone!” Richie grinned. “The answer, by the way, is underneath me. Or on top of me when I’m lazy. Like the good boy he is.”

“Do you kiss your Mom with that trashy mouth?” Eddie asked. Richie shrugged.

“No, but I kiss yours. And man does she love it-”

“Don’t make me say beep beep, you’ve been so good recently.” Eddie groaned and Richie sighed, before flopping onto his side, his arms getting tired. Eddie slowly moved back so he was lying beside him and reached up to move some of Richie’s wild hair out of the way. “You’re beautiful.” Eddie whispered, and for once, Richie didn’t make a joke. He just smiled.

“So are you. I got real lucky.”

“Yeah, you did.”

“Shut up.” Richie teased, pressing his lips to Eddie’s, the two of them lazily moving and intertwining hands. When they eventually broke apart, Richie closed his eyes as Eddie carried on playing with his hair. “Can we, just…stay here forever?”

“The bed sheets would get so gross.” Eddie grimaced and Richie laughed.

“I hope you never change, Eds.” He said and kissed him again. Eddie deepened the kiss, running his tongue over Richie’s and pulling his body flush against his. He sighed into his boyfriends mouth and then pulled away, grinning like an idiot. 

“Yeah, let’s stay here forever.”

[sunshinebuddie]

Reddie + first kiss x awkward + shaking hands + cuteness =

(Note: they are both 18 in this, purely because I think it suits better for kissing scenes and other things if they are a little older. Also, this is set in modern time.)

It had been a couple months of subtle touches, gentle hand holding and lingering lips on soft cheeks for Eddie and Richie. The rest of the losers club were completely oblivious as to what was happening between the two boys, of course. In fact, even Eddie and Richie seemed to be oblivious as to what was happening. But it was simply their thing now: to hook their index fingers together and sway their arms as they walked down the street at night. To gently lean in as the other person left a rose petal of a kiss on their cheek. And this hadn’t seemed to change for these last few months.

This day, though it started the same, ended much, much differently to all the rest.

Bill’s parents had been away that night, both of them stating that they had to be away for work and wouldn’t arrive home till the next day. The whole club had decided on a movie night. What else?

“Why don’t we watch Chucky?” Eddie suggested as he sat on the small couch, though as soon as the words had left his mouth, he instantly regretted them.

“Because, Eddie Spaghetti,” Richie began, placing a warm hand on Eddie’s knee from his spot on the floor. “You shit yourself just playing Cuphead. There’s no way you can handle Chucky!”

All the other losers nodded their heads in agreement. Eddie knew it was true, however he had to stand his ground. He’d made the suggestion, and now he had to follow through with it. “I’ll be fine, I swear!” He said, shrugging his shoulders and pressing the home button on his phone to check the time. “Anyway it’s 9, just hurry up and start the movie. If I’m not back by 11, my mum with have a fit.”

“Fine, just don’t call us in the middle of the night because you can’t sleep, Eds,” Richie chuckled. He stood from his spot on the floor and put the DVD into the player, then sat back down directly in front of Eddie. He placed himself in a position which allowed Eddie’s knees to be either side of Richie’s head, and his legs either side of his shoulders.

All throughout the movie, Eddie and Richie’s gestures slowly grew and grew. They started off with Eddie simply having a hand on Richie’s shoulder and gripping it when the movie would scare him. He then moved both his hands into Richie’s hair and twirled the black curly strands. Eventually, Richie had leant back to allow Eddie to fully run his hands through the older boys’ hair, and Richie struggled to hold in any groans that threatened to spill from his lips. By the end of the movie, Richie had squeezed himself onto the one-seater couch next to Eddie, his legs draped over the small boy and their arms tangled around one another in fright.

“What the fuck was that?” Eddie whispered once the movie had ended. Bill flicked the living room lights on and all of the losers squinted and rubbed their eyes from the sudden brightness that flooded the room.

“You picked it,” Richie huffed. He pulled himself out of Eddie’s lap and stood up, stretching his muscles as he checked the time on his phone. “Oh, God, Eddie. It’s almost 11.”

“Oh, shit!” Eddie gasped. He unlocked his phone to find several text messages from his mum asking when he would be home, if he was safe, if Richie had crashed his car and they’d hurt themselves on the way over, and various other things. He didn’t bother replying, and instead began gathering his asthma pump and other things he had brought to Bill’s.

“Sucks you can’t stay over,” Mike sighed.

“It really does!” Beverly said. “For once it’d be nice to have a sleepover with all 7 of us.”

“Believe me, I know what you mean,” Eddie said. He let out a huff of sadness and began saying goodbye to everyone, before grabbing Richie’s forearm and leading him out to the older boys’ truck.

“I still don’t get why your mum doesn’t let you have your own car.” Richie said as they buckled up. “It would save me so much gas if I didn’t have to drive you everywhere.” Richie let a small smile creep up on his face, because secretly he loved driving Eddie everywhere. They would talk about anything they could think of, and sing along to whatever Richie’s Spotify would shuffle to. It was one of his favourite times alone with the younger boy.

“Because she thinks I’m going to crash and die. Or that someone will crash into me and I’ll die, or the the car will flip and I’ll die, or-”

Richie grabbed a hold of eddies and hand and began driving off.

“Okay, got it. She’s afraid you’re going to die.”

“Basically,” Eddie said with a shrug and a laugh.

The two boys sung along loudly to Africa on the quick drive to Eddies house, laughing when one of them went completely out of key, and their intertwined hands never broke apart.

“Guess I’ll see you tomorrow, Eds,” Richie smiled as he pulled up in front of eddies house and turned down the radio.

“Can you stop fucking calling me that now,” Eddie smirked, completely taking away from the aggressive tone he was trying to pull off.

“Sure I will. On the day that you begin to actually hate me calling you that.”

They laughed once more and a somewhat awkward silence settled over them. Eddie didn’t want to leave the car, and Richie didn’t want him to. However, after a few minutes of the awkward tension, Eddie stepped out and made his way up the front porch steps.

Richie’s hand were shaking violently as he watched him walk away, and he knew it was time. It had to be now or never. He’d been building this up in his head for so many months now, that if he didn’t do it right this second then he would more than likely explode into a million pieces of dust.

With sweaty and shaky hands, he swung the door to his truck open and didn’t bother closing it as his wobbly legs ran up to Eddie and grabbed his arms. The younger boy spun around, and Richie pushed every single nervous feeling down into the pit of his stomach and went for it. He bent his head down to reach eddies short height and pressed his lips firmly against eddies soft ones. It felt awkward, and weird. Neither of them had ever kissed someone before, (unless you counted their innocent little kisses on the cheek) despite the amount of jokes Richie told throughout their lives as teens about hooking up with all different girls.

They pulled apart quickly and simply stared at each other, unsure of what to do or of what to make of what just happened.

Eddies hands were now shaking too. And his legs felt like jelly. And it felt as if someone had put a whole aquarium of fish inside of his stomach and just let them swim around wildly.

Awkward.

For the first time in each other’s presence, both Eddie and Richie felt so incredibly awkward. They were shaky, sweaty, nervous wrecks. The both of them. However, Eddie managed to find some courage deep below that aquarium of fish in his stomach, and pulled Richie’s face towards him. The kiss was softer this time, rather than simply faces being pressed up against one another.

Richie grabbed onto Eddie hips and pulled him closer as their mouths moved in sync, and neither of them ever warned to break apart. Eddie ran his hands through Richie’s curls and rugged gently on them, resulting in Richie gripping onto Eddie’s small hips even tighter than he was before.

The two pulled away from each other for the second time that night, their eyes wide and looking deeply into the others.

Then Eddie, simply feeling too many emotions to comprehend, ran up the steps to his house as fast as he could and bolted through the front door, leaving a dumbfounded Richie still standing on the footpath.

“What the fuck was that?” Richie whispered to himself. He smiled gently and touched his bony fingers to his freckled lips, then ran to his truck and drove back to bills house, the smile never leaving his face for a second.

[madamshipsalot]

First Kiss

Summary: The one where Richie finally kisses Eddie.

Author’s Note: I’m still thinking about if I should do a part two and three for Stenbrough and Benverly. But then I’d have to make a character for Mike bc I don’t want him left out. We’ll see. Hope you enjoy! 

The first time Richie kissed Eddie was at the annual Derry carnival.

The Losers had promised that they would spend all their time together as it was their first high school summer as well as Beverly’s last few weeks before moving with her Aunt to Chicago. The carnival gave them an excuse to stay out late. Surprisingly enough, Sonia Kaspbrak had agreed to let Eddie sleep over at a friend’s house so the plan was arranged that everyone was to spend the night at Bill’s afterwards. They agreed on meeting right after dinner so they can get to the carnival when its bright lights were on.

The group met up at Bill’s, dropping off their stuff for the night. They walked towards the carnival seeing as how close it was to the Denbrough’s. It was a particularly warm night at Derry, the group dressed in casual clothing. Still, Richie brought his light sweater just in case anyone needed something warm.

The walk wasn’t too far and everyone was already excited for what was to come. Bill and Stan were trying to convince Mike to join them in riding the only rollercoaster the event had to offer. It was Mike’s first time at the carnival and the boys were determined to make sure he experienced the works. Beverly and Ben walked behind them, hands clasped, whispering amongst themselves. Ben hated the thought of Beverly moving away but he managed to maintain his composure every time his girlfriend brought up the fact that this would be one of the few moments she’d have with the group. Richie and Eddie took the rear, also having a conversation of their own. Richie’s arm was draped across Eddie’s shoulders and though Richie would be considered the loud one, it was Eddie who talked his ear off about the latest Molly Ringwald movie he had just watched. Uncharacteristically, Richie stayed quiet, enjoying the way Eddie’s eyes grew wide with excitement as he explained the plot of Sixteen Candles.

They reached their destination, the bright lights spelling out DERRY CARNIVAL greeting the group as they entered. The Losers agreed that they would be riding all the rides together, so if Ben and Beverly wanted to ride the Tunnel of Love, they all had to do it, too. Luckily, the couple didn’t want to single anyone out, so they decided to skip on that one. They made their rounds with the attractions, grabbing food along the way. Richie offered to pay for Eddie’s, but the smaller boy refused.

“I’ll get you something before the night ends, though,” the curly-haired boy had promised. While waiting for their friends as they got their faces painted – Eddie vehemently declined to partake in it – Richie decided to win Eddie something instead. He wasn’t too sporty, but he knew he had a hell of an arm, so he settled with the game that involved a baseball and some milk bottles. It took a few tries, but Richie managed to win Eddie a over-sized bear and though Eddie didn’t want to admit it out loud, he couldn’t take his eyes off Richie the whole time.

It was starting to get late and the teens knew that at a certain time, the adults would start bringing out the alcohol and they wouldn’t be welcome anymore. They decided on a final ride to culminate the night.

“How about the ferris wheel? We still haven’t gotten on that one,” Mike offered eagerly.

“Yeah but it’s two per cart. Who’s going to be the single one out,” Beverly questioned, frowning at the idea that someone would be set apart.

Mike looked between his friends with a knowing smile. They were already coupled together, although there were two pairs that weren’t ready to admit it yet. “You and Ben can go,” he suggested. “Stan and Bill. Richie and Eddie. And I can get the bear,” he finished, grabbing Eddie’s prize from the boy.

“Are you sure, Mike?” Stan looked uncomfortable but the idea of being alone with Bill on a ride did seem enticing. “I mean I can take the bear, really, I don’t mind.”

The rest of the Losers pretended not to notice the slight disappointment that flashed across Bill’s face.

“I’m good, guys, promise,” Mike insisted, already heading towards the ride. The Losers looked at one another before following their friend, money out for the ticket.

Mike and the bear got on first, earning a “don’t let him drop, please,” from Eddie. Ben and Beverly went next with the latter looking at Ben with an uneasy expression on her face. Ben gave her hand a squeeze, whispering promises of keeping her safe. That seemed to calm her down a bit. Bill and Stan got on after with Bill holding out his hand for Stan, steadying him as he got on the ride.

Richie hollered from behind, “Let’s go Big Bill! Don’t let Staniel fall now!”

Bill sputtered out a reply with Stan flipping Richie off behind him. Eddie laughed alongside Richie and waited their turn to get on.

“I kind of feel bad for them, actually,” Eddie confessed. “It’s so obvious they love each other. Why can’t they just get together?”

Richie stared at the shorter boy, slowly helping him on the cart. “Hm. I wonder how that feels like,” he muttered sarcastically. The two held on to the bar in front of them, Eddie making Richie promise not to swing their cart. The ferris wheel moved slowly, letting the two appreciate the view of Derry the ride gave. Eddie shivered at the slight breeze which had Richie shrugging off his jacket and placing it on his shoulders despite the weak attempts of protest.

“Hey Eds,” Richie’s voice broke the comfortable silence.

“Yeah ‘Chee?” Eddie’s eyes turned towards him, the stars bouncing off of his chocolate irises.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” Richie blurted, groaning inwardly at the choice of words. Eddie laughed lightly, playfully pushing the boy for his comment, but all Richie could think about was how he wanted to keep Eddie laughing and how he wouldn’t mind hearing it for the rest of his life.

They reached the top, high enough that they were able to see the lights of Derry, with Eddie mesmerized by the sight.

“You know, Rich, this town may be crappy but, fuck, it just looks so damn gorgeous from up here.”

Richie didn’t respond, too busy staring at the boy beside him to look in the same direction. Eddie felt Richie’s eyes, a blush forming on his cheeks from the stare. Shyly, Eddie turned to face him, intent on starting one of their infamous banters.

“Richie, take a picture, it’ll last lon–.” Richie cut him off, placing a kiss on the boy’s lips, taking a hold of his chin, tilting it up slightly. Eddie froze for a moment, surprised that something he had dreamed of for so long was finally happening. Leaning into the kiss, Eddie cupped Richie’s cheek, feeling lightheaded from the taste of nicotine and cotton candy. 

All too soon, it was over. The two boys quickly exited the ride and headed towards the Losers. The group took one look at the two, taking in the scene of their friends: cheeks flushed with Eddie wearing Richie’s jacket.

“Finally!” The group cheered and hooted while the two boys groaned at their embarrassment.

However, Richie was always the one that had to have the last word in. “Okay fine, you can make fun of us, just as long as Billy Boy and Stan the Man over here are next.”

“B-beep beep, R-richie,” Billy warned, his face turning red.

[hohnoni]

Reddie in their late teens! featuring Richie in his bomber jacket phase

[pukicho]

Gentle reminder not to eat too much candy before bed.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

no

[pukicho]

This was a gentle reminder, yet your words of defiance brings me ungodly amounts of rage

[nezumionice]

word*

[pukicho]

I want nothing more than to uppercut you directly to heaven’s front door.

[charmsey]

Just a doodle of my possum girl baw.

[the-map-community-is-dangerous]

Female 👏 pedophiles 👏exist👏…

And deserve just as much hate as male pedophiles do.

[singularity-they]

❌ pedopiles making excuses to avoid treatment

✔️making it safer for people with pedophilic disorders to seek help and get treatment

❌ trying to soften the blow by pretending it’s an oppressed attraction and making up the MAP community and chronophilias as identities

✔️ referring to pedophilia as pedophilia, an attraction to children and desire to rape them

❌ claiming that indulging urges protects children if it’s done with fiction and making as many excuses as possible to sexualize children and normalize the attraction in the brain

✔️understanding that indulging dangerous urges in any way leads to child rape, and having any of those urges means that one should seek help immediately

❌ automatically criminalizing pedophiles that seek help on their own (provided they haven’t done anything harmful and stay away from children)

✔️ criminalizing pedophiles making excuses and refusing to seek help because they are an active threat to children by running around loose and consuming child porn while actively being around children

❌ whining that simulated cp ‘is just fiction’ in order to excuse the fact that it does the same thing for pedophiles mentally as irl child porn does and normalizes the urges

✔️understanding that child porn is ALWAYS dangerous and normalizes the attraction and urges to rape children no matter if it’s real or not

❌ normalizing attraction to children as if it is a natural, healthy thing and attempting to tell people that those feelings are ok and that there’s nothing seriously wrong with wanting to rape kids so people never seek help and continue to endanger children

✔️ spreading awareness that pedophilia is dangerous and needs to be handled as soon as possible so people with pedophilia as a mental disorder understand that their attraction and urges are dangerous and wrong and need to be treated immediately to protect the safety of children

❌ supporting MAPS/pedophiles for their disgusting and dangerous attraction to children

✔️ supporting people seeking help for their illness causing disgusting dangerous attraction for children

✔️ supporting people who recognize that their mental illness is extremely dangerous and awful and treatment may involve being hospitalized indefinitely and still undertake it because they understand that children matter more

✔️ It’s good beating the shit out of people who refuse to protect children by not seeking help and instead making weak excuses about how not dangerous they are while consuming child porn on the daily and arguing with people, mostly minors, traumatized because people like them are selfish and disgusting child rapists

✔️ hating MAPs who refuse to help anyone but themselves and placing them in jail for life because they deserve no support for refusing to protect children

✔️pedophilia should never be supported or treated as anything but awful. do not support anyone for being a pedophile. do not support pedophilia. support those who seek help, but support them for seeking help. they are still pedophiles. don’t support them for that. don’t support someone FOR being a pedophile. being a pedophile is not ok and calls for serious help.

✔️don’t let maps trick you into thinking that supporting treatment means supporting them. they do not want treatment. they want to abuse children and get away with it. if they wanted to protect children, they would never demand you support them FOR being pedophiles.

✔️maps are complete scum.

[ilovemybutchgf]

read my lips! [kisses you]

[ilovemyfemmegf]

can you repeat that, please?

[ilovemybutchgf]

oh yeah i said

[mascgf-blog]

im a simple lesbian i see someone in public who i think is a lesbian and i try to telepathically communicate to them that i am one