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suiheisen · 3 months

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what if i risked my life and put up (affectionate) with your unhinged monsterfucker brother to save you. and then revealed i was an expert in illegal black magic just so i could resurrect you from a pile of bones. and what if i later explored your body in the bath. and you laced our fingers together and offered to share your energy with me. and what if after all that… there was only one bed. what then.

update: it's been ANIMATED. gifs here

#…#gay #and the adventurers bible will call them best friends………….#harold. they’re lesbians.#me and @grantmercies re-reading the entire series together so she can draw me beautiful yuri fanart #blessed <3 #dungeon meshi #manga #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi spoilers #falin touden #marcille donato #farcille #yuri #lesbian

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thegorydamnreaper · 2 months

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Shoutout to @violetqueenofwands and @hyena-frog for this very fun idea of Lyria (wearing pulseArmor? A tiny starShell?) holding Volga up! Pose reference from this:

#Harold they’re lesbians #lyria of lagalos #Volga fjerdan #red rising #iron gold #pierce brown #darrow of lykos #sevro au barca #darrow au andromedus #howlers #sons of ares

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acatnamedafteradog · 8 months

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Bunny girls by Ferima on furaffinity

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#ferima #furry art #anthro #bunny #hare #not my art #they’re lesbians harold

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recovering-vamp · 1 year

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#Harold they’re lesbians #lesbian character #wlw art #nonbinary lesbian #andronika #xe/xem #haliantha #she/ae #haliantha’s clothing is based on traditional Persian attire #I need to study in better in depth but since this was my first time drawing her and this style of clothing this is sort of a first pass #so hopefully I have not butchered it and humblest apologies if I have #yes andronika is 12 ft. xe is just cool like that

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via-the-cryptid · 8 months

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idea for the carnation au. Luffy hears that people generally give their girlfriends jewelry and goes ‘oh!! I must give Koby jewelry Right Now Immediately!!’ except she’s obviously not going to go buy something. she’s broke. Nami has all the money. so instead Luffy decides that she’s just going to have to do it herself! and this ends with Koby being gifted the shittiest woven bracelet of all time (it was supposed to be pink and green flowers but it kind of looks like a hairball because Luffy is terrible at crafts that require patience, but by god did she try her best). Koby wears it religiously and the one time someone suggested she remove it is one of the few times anyone has seen her legitimately glare.

#one piece #one piece au #fem!luffy #fem!koby #fem!coby #koby one piece #op koby #coby one piece #op coby #monkey d luffy #carnation au #they’re lesbians harold #Luffy tries out the love language of gift giving #she’s terrible at it #but at least Koby liked her bracelet #kobylu #cobylu

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hankandmonty · 1 year

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I’ve an unreasonable amount of feelings

#wenclair #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wednesday #height difference #my art #scribbles #wednesday is soft for enid #they’re lesbians harold

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gin-draws · 1 year

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Poppy . Lily . Hemlock

#I love figuring out a new character 🥰 so many new people to draw #dhampir oc #warlock #dnd oc #oc art #dnd character #ttrpg oc #ttrpg character #digital art #(tho she’s mostly a fighter)#dnd art #dungeons & dragons #sapphic #they’re lesbians harold #altagracia ‘poppy’ madrugada #lily annabelle murphy #madame hemlock #oc: Poppy

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scrapnick · 2 years

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Gladys and Dolores “Dolly” Gladwell! They’re married, your honour!

#Texas chainsaw massacre #tcm #1971 #oc #gladys gladwell #Dolores Gladwell #dolly gladwell #they’re lesbians Harold

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caramelldraws · 1 year

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As promised: Them! Just two hobbits being gay

#my art #lotr #i just really like hobbits #hobbit girls #they’re lesbians Harold #i might do some Color adjustments before printing but here we are for now

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perigilpin · 1 year

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a little mystery to figure out

Bo-Katan x The Armorer

The royal warrior fallen from grace and the steadfast spiritual leader, ideological opposites with a common goal. It’s the sun and the moon, now perfectly aligned in an eclipse, and no one can look away.

Written for the @swfemmefrenzy prompt Mand’alor

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At first it simply reads as a strong showing of solidarity between the two factions. The pair’s mutual respect and partnership is a sign of understanding that all walks of life, all ways to be a Mandalorian, will be honored here on thier home world.

Such it is that when the Mand’alor speaks to the crowd, it is always The Armorer at her right hand. And when the Armorer leads ceremony at the Living Waters, the Mand’alor always stands not far behind her, in support.

Yet it is not just pomp and ceremony that tie the two together. It is no secret that they can often be found side by side by side talking on this or that, in the trenches rebuilding, overseeing the foundlings training, or just sitting by the fire. (At least one observer has even claimed to have seen them walking through the gardens together while talking in hushed tones.)

In short, where one goes the other is sure to follow.

So it’s no shock that the rumor mill is set ablaze. It’s a common ground a both groups have vested interest in, and they trade peices of information like currency.

( “The Mand’alor used to be involved with a Jedi”, a Nite-Owl whispers to a member of the Covert as they haul debris together to clear room for a larger camp.

“We don’t even know The Armorer’s real name. I don’t think anyone does.” he replies.)

Perhaps the first whispers started back on Nevvaro, within the Covert, when then now Mand’alor emerged scandalously bare faced from the humble forge, walking side by side with thier leader. Or maybe it was during the battle for Mandalor, as silver and gold sliced and swung in perfect sync as they led the charge.

It’s quite the tale really.

The royal warrior fallen from grace and the steadfast spiritual leader, ideological opposites with a common goal. It’s the sun and the moon, now perfectly aligned in an eclipse, and no one can look away.

So of course people talk, as they always have, as they always will.

Sparring partners debate as they clash. (“I heard they got secretly married right after the battle for Mandalor.”

Then the adamant reply, “No way. I bet they actually hate each other. It’s gotta be be just for show.”)

Friends whisper to each other in the dining hall.(“Do you think the Manda’lor has seen her face?”)

There is one thing everyone agrees on though, and that is that there is much work to do.

Especially so in the forge. The Mand’alor has been leading parties in to the destroyed imperial base. First as search parties, now to gather the fallen imperial’s pieces of bastardised beskar.

The shiny white armor plates begin to stack up in the back of the forge, and while it means much work, it also means new armor for foundlings and repairs for those damaged in battle.

On this particular day, a curious gaggle of both helmeted and bare faced young Mandalorians watch The Armorer from a distance in the shadows of the cavernous great forge hall. She hammers at the forge, methodically working a large peice of metal until the sound of a small vehicle breaks her from her trance.

It’s the Mand’alor, backing up a speeder full of shining white imperial helmets, chest plates, and miscellaneous pieces.

The helmetless woman jumps straight of out the seat over the side of the speeder, and gestures with a flourish to the bounty. She says something playfully that, even straining, the group can’t quite manage to hear.

What they do hear is a laugh tempered with the lightest static from a voice modulator, that resounds throughout the cavernous chamber. The Armorer then closes the gap between herself and The Mand’alor, gently placing her gloved hands on the other woman’s shoulders before letting them fall, tenderly grazing the length of her arms on the way down.

“Ooo! I told you!” One of the foundlings squeals from the shadows , “They’re definitely in love.”

“They are not” her friend parries, not as quietly as they should have , “Just because YOU are in love with our Manda’lor does not mean everyone else is too.”

“Phstt, shut up! You’re just mad you lost our bet.” She playfully swats at her friend but the beskar on beskar contact sends a high pitched ping throughout the chamber and both Bo-Katan and The Armorer turn thier heads to to look in thier direction.

“Run! Let’s get out of here.”

“You owe me 10 credits!”

“I do not, that didn’t prove anything!”

Their voices carry throughout the chamber as they scurry away, despite their best efforts.

In the distance, on the grand pedestal of the ancient forge, Bo-Katan smiles despite herself focusing her attention back on The Armorer.

“I have to get this speeder back to the landing platform, but after that...” she lifts her hand to play with the ruffled furs on the edge of The Armorer’s cape, “I’m plenty free to prove anything you’d like.”

“Well my tracinya’ika” she replies in the soft voice that Bo-Katan has come to know is just for her, “I might have a few ideas.”

“This is the way.”