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[hopelesswxnderers]

@suburbtrash

Lydia hadn’t seen her best friend in days and it wasn’t an over-exaggeration to say that the woman hadn’t escaped her mind for even a minute. It was nothing new, it was a feeling Lydia had been feeling for weeks now, perhaps even months, but she knew well that Corrie was spoken for. Today she’d face her again, strolling down the streets as the winter’s air brushed through her brunette locks until she reached the park bench she’d agreed to meet the other woman at. “Morning,” she greeted, with her usual beaming smile. In her hands she held a small present of which she reached out to place into Corrie’s hands. “Got ya something for Christmas.” Inside the wrapping paper was a small necklace with both of the girls’ initials on. It was quite expensive, more than Lydia could really afford, but she’d wanted to get something nice.

[avalxns]

élodie was constantly trying out new recipes, some were good and some were definitely the opposite. luckily for her, she had two people in her life that were willing to help her figure that out. “babe, could you bring matthieu in here? those cinnamon white chocolate muffins i was trying out are ready!” she called out, looking over at her girlfriend with a grin. this relationship hadn’t been something she saw coming. sure, she was attracted to lorraine from the moment that they met --- but the other girl had been pretty stoic. she gave props to her son being extremely cute and giving the woman a reason to keep coming by.

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[ @suburbtrash ] Being face to face with Angelina for the first time, this was not how the older woman envisioned their first impressions. Still Phoebe shamelessly watched the woman on stage--- Angelina was her name. It would seem odd to anyone observing Phoebe right now, but she could care less. Three months ago, she met Angelina online- through Tinder- and the two hit it off. Or, well, Phoebe thought things went well. She admitted so many things up front, which she was told afterward (by her best friend, Pauly) that those confessions were unnecessary. Sharing that she was a divorcee, to a man, and now out as a lesbian? Angelina didn't need to know that through messaging.

So for the last three months, Phoebe could only assume things ended because of that. Even as she watched Angelina dancing, she wondered what the other was thinking; wonder if her job was why she didn't want to be with someone, like Phoebe, with so much baggage. Taking a long swig of her cocktail, Phoebe was pulled out of her thoughts by Pauly. That's right, she was at a bachelorette party. They were probably judging her for staring too hard. As Angelina's performance ended, Phoebe looked back to her group and excused herself. "I'll be right back," To which they teased her for. They immediately assumed she wanted to continue to watch the dancer.

Well, she did want to see Angelina again, but not for a private lap dance. So, she smiled at their teasing before departing from the group. She made beeline to the back room, talking to the bouncer for a moment, requesting a private room with Angelina. "$300? Shit. This better be worth it." Taking a deep breath, she allowed herself to be escorted by a hostess to a champagne room. As a police officer she couldn't help but laugh at how she appeared right now. She seemed crazy, taking a seat on a plush chair in front of a table with expensive champagne and a dimmed light across the square room. Phoebe didn't hesitate to pour herself another drink. She would need it if this whole introduction would go south.

[lesbehcnestx]

starter for a v patient bean @suburbtrash

“Pick your poison and I’ll just make you a drink.” Tyler said to the bar patron that was sitting in front of her, seeming like she wasn’t sure what to order. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you something I like. Wouldn’t want a pretty girl to get disappointed, right?”

[cosmicpurplc]

gv. unit starter for the biggest loser in the world @suburbtrash​

"Hey, ma’am Medical Examiner, have you ever had someone come back to life on your table?” The question is asked purely out of curiosity -- blame her rabid consumption of everything in the zombie genre -- as Olivia walks into the lab with a tablet in one hand and an iced tea in the other. “Also, I’ve got a task for you, but that’s really only secondary. My question’s where it’s at, Jo-Jo.”

[synchronxcity]

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Rose loved horses--pretty much everyone who knew her knew that. Most people didn’t know that her stable also ran a therapy program with the horses. Thursdays were her favorite days, just because of all the joy that she saw coming from other people taking care of the horses. She walked into the stables to check on her babies, stopping at one stall to pet the horse’s nose. “How are you doing today Vanja?” she asked, attention turning to the woman who was taking care of the horse. “NorthStar isn’t treating you too terribly, I hope.”

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normal humans that somehow come across dragon eggs and are trying to hatch it in their basement

"Look whether you believe me or not, this is a good idea, okay?" Despite her complete lack of knowledge on dragons-- most of what she knew came from Google and Dragon-wiki-- Brandy was more than infatuated with the idea of caring for these eggs. She's seen other people tame them and domesticate them, why couldn't she? "If it gets to cramp, then we can just find another place for them. But for now, this seems good, right? Just a couple of two pound eggs in crates with lights for warmth." Maybe her opposite didn't believe in the method to her madness, but Brandy meant well by these creatures. "If we put them back now... Who knows what could happen to them, you know? Someone else could snatch them up and sell them! Or worse, another dragon could come along and eat them!" She insisted as she glanced toward them, tilting her head sadly. "Will you help me now? Please?"

[avalxns]

closed starter for @suburbtrash !

one thing that emilie absolutely loved about evenings at her home was getting to put her daughter to bed with the two women she loved. nova had easily grown attached to vanja and eleanor so it was no surprise when the six year old had asked for them to start being a part of ‘bed time’. currently she sat in the middle of her girlfriends with the little girl on her lap. she had one hand holding vanja’s and the other securely around nova’s waist as they listened to eleanor finish the last page of a story. “alright, monkey. time for bed. we’ll be there in just a second.” the canadian dropped her head to rest on eleanor’s shoulder, chuckling softly as the six year old ran off towards her bedroom. “you know, she’s really happy that you guys do the whole bedtime routine with her now.”