love, mary.

love letters to my sweet butch 𖹭 · 22

[theirbunnyfemme]

mary, 22 years old, she/her, asian, 5’7, a neurodivergent femme lesbian, and a femme4butch. 💜🪻🧸👒

if there’s anything you’d like to know about me; i am always trying to grow my hair out because i keep on cutting it short and i swear that i will succeed this time! i wear prescription glasses like harry potter’s, i’m a huge fan of comic book characters and space stuff, i like converse, i’m taken by the prettiest butch in the world, and i’m currently reading ‘the last night at the telegraph club’ by malinda lo on my free time. 📖

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[theirbunnyfemme]

the only valid reaction you should get from your butch after sending a sneaky nude to their inbox while they’re in public, yup

[visualeffex]

my most divine

[kahelno]

pool party cait from when i did the kiss meter thing on twitter <3

[sinister-butch]

“come.”

immediately i’m snapping to attention, pulling my hoodie off and crawling in to bed beside her. pressing up behind her and wrapping both arms securely around her tiny little frame, burying into her neck and breathing her in.

the way she talks to me is mesmerising. i hang on every little word, i obey without second guessing. if she tells me to come to bed im there in seconds, abandoning everything to get snug with the love of my life. i live to serve her, to give her every little thing she desires.

[wistfulfemme]

i think one of the most romantic things a butch could do for a femme is take off their makeup for them when they’re too tired. no i will not elaborate further.

[butch4allconfessions]

dog-coded butch who will tuck their face into your neck and give a long sigh and go dead-weight on you like a lap dog that doesn’t know it weighs 200lbs

[halb-zwei]

caitvi x office au😼

[theirbunnyfemme]

there is something so sweet with the natural dynamic i share with my sweet butch as i take care of them after taking such good care of me. ♡

they always remind me to drink my water whenever my hands are always glued to the keyboard as i work or eat my meals whenever i’m in a rush to go to school, they often forget to do the same thing for themselves the moment they send me to bed. if you struggle to escape from the covers, rest assured that i’ll be there to pull you back up to the surface. it’s okay if we don’t feel like standing up yet, baby. we’ll take a deep breath and count the remaining seconds of the current minute down until another one starts for us to begin, okay? i’ll brush the pad of my thumb against the veins on the back of your hand and kiss the apples of your cheeks in the meantime, finding warmth in my belly as i listen to you breathing next to me. i’m glad you’re here.

i’ll be humming random melodies as i watch the trains pass by our window in the kitchen with my arms leaning on the corner, my fingertips tapping against the wall while my butch’s eyebrows are furrowed as they try not to spill all the ketchup in their plate. bed hair, disheveled shirt that i told them to put on at the last minute, eyes twinkling in golden hour. seeing my sweet butch smile softly as soon as they notice that i was looking at them while they’re chewing their lunch next to me reminds me how i fell in love for the first time all over again. as they snake their hands around my waist while i wash their dishes even if they insisted on doing it first; they’ll press the sweetest kisses on the side of my neck as their last resort of dominance. oh, i love you. i love you, i love you, i love you. they whisper in my ear before i poked the tip of their nose with a foam of the soap and then kiss them softly in the lips as they sway me from side to side.

[theirbunnyfemme]

i had a sweet moment with my butch last night and i want to share it with you too.

a sweet butch who has their fists shoved into the pockets of their levi’s with a warm smile on their face as i give them a bit of a performance before the rehearsal to make them feel less lonely in the studio. their warm laugh as i struggled to remember the notes i used to play on the lyre back in fourth grade were as bright as the light keeping us company in the same small space, with every ring like it was cupid shooting my heart. “you know, it’s a bit silly,” i said as i gripped on the neck of the bass tightly just right after i placed the lyre down, bracing myself for their reaction. “but whenever i listen to some songs, i always squint my eyes just to hear the bass.”

“you do?” they’ll ask me with a chuckle, shifting their whole frame on top of the instrument case as they lean on their knees with their eyes glued on the color of the guitar. “does it help?” fulfilled and feeling warm with their positive response, i will nod quickly and smile as i face them. “yeah, it does!” and then place my phone to make sure none of our earbuds would be plucked out from our ears. “do you hear that low treble in the back? that’s me!”

“ohhh, yeah!” they hummed enthusiastically as they watched me lower my head and lay my head against their shoulder, eyes filled with admiration and confidence stuck in their throat. we’ve been together for awhile now, but they always look at me as if they just fell in love at first sight. they whispered before they started fiddling with their fingers.

“are you trying to listen to the treble of my heart?”

before i could even respond, i caught myself smiling like a lovesick fool as they took my hand with theirs and kept it in between their palm. i could already leap with joy and kiss them in their cheek, but they decided to crack a joke that was hard for the both of us to come back to, i ended up shaking my head before yielding in their peculiar charm and share another laughter with them.

“come on, at least it made you laugh!”

[theirbunnyfemme]

i’m sorry but if i’m laying my head on your chest and you’re brushing your fingers in my hair in one place until you can put them all in a tight ponytail, making me feel small? you immediately have me at your submission ♡

[theirbunnyfemme]

what’s a femme like me gotta do to feel my butch’s big arms latched around my waist in the back of their car right now?

to feel their hands pulling me closer towards their warm body as if there’s more space to fill between us. i’m straddling their lap and their eyes are looking up at me as they take a mouthful of my boob. they find pleasure in seeing me struggle to find anything sturdy to hold within my reach, they’ll see me arch my back as they swirl their tongue around my sensitive nipple and smile whenever i moan helplessly. i’m foaming in the mouth

[theirbunnyfemme]

hopeless cute butch lesbians who can confidently speak while talking about something to educate you but stutter and immediately run away the moment you tilt your head in genuine curiosity, come back i need to make you fall in love with me

[theirbunnyfemme]

i wish i was crying again on my tummy as they overstimulate me that i can’t help but whimper like a fucked out bunny, but here i am crying because of my spiking anxiety for tomorrow’s interview instead. i’m just a girl

[theirbunnyfemme]

before this day ends, i’d like to greet my sweet girlfriend and every single butch out there a happy butch appreciation day! 💜 to me, you are the pillar of my life and the sparkle in my confidence. your resistance to conform inspires me to be unapologetically myself— to defy expectations yet that tender and brave heart of yours remains unwavering.

you are more than the bed you build for the both of us, you are my home. you are more than the flowers you pick for me before hopping on the bus, you are the whole field. you protect with your big arms and you love me with your whole heart. what more could i ask for from this world?

i am deeply grateful that i get to be your partner in this life, and i will continue to hold onto as many dandelions as i can to be with you again in another. i love you!

[theirbunnyfemme]

thinking about accidentally smearing a lipstick on my butch’s cheek after hugging them and asking them to come close so i can smudge the stain off their face, only to start kissing them over and over again until they look at me with their half lidded eyes and drunken smile

[theirbunnyfemme]

nothing hotter and sweeter than your butch casually telling you that they’re window shopping for straps one evening, specifically the packers that you can grind over their pants and when you visibly blush at the thought because you just hopped off from your work, they’ll run their fingers through your hair and tell you they only want what’s best for their princess

[theirbunnyfemme]

in return, it has become a hobby of mine to shop for the cutest dresses so they’ll never leave their eyes on me and find it hard to breathe when i sit with poise or sway my hips when i walk ♡