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genderqueerdykes · 7 months
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the lesbian community was built off of the backs of trannies, stone butches, gentlemen dykes, crossdressers & drag kings; no one will ever have the right to tell us we don't rightfully belong in our own home. we built this place, we live here.
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roseblog-rog · 5 months
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I Guess I Do Belong in the Woman’s Room.
It’s always a scary endeavor: going into a public restroom as a trans person. There’s always that fear of being outed or shunned or screamed at or punished or SOMETHING. So many risks, all for pissing. But I digress, I have no time to worry due to how badly I have to go.
I enter the woman’s room to find a group of five girls doing makeup in the long mirror which spans the whole bathroom, lined with sinks and soap dispensers. The floor is white with recently cleaned tiles, the gray stalls packed together on the opposite side. The walls are a soft shade of pink that almost feels…comforting. Inviting.
Though no other people aside from the group appear to be in here, I move quick. I swiftly and quietly do my business and exit the stall to wash my hands, moving to the opposide side away from the group of girls, who are now giggling and applying their different colored lipstick. They’re all really fucking pretty, and I feel a warm blush creep up onto my face. I pray their laughter has nothing to do with me. That hope is short lived, however, as one of them—the one with red lips—speaks in a deep airy voice once I finish washing my hands.
“Hey girl, your fly is still open.”
Shit. Well that’s embarrassing. I nod and quickly fiddle with my zipper. I must’ve forgotten to zip it up after buttoning my pants with how much I was rushing to leave. Hopefully they didn’t notice my—
The one with pink lips speaks now, her voice being much higher and softer. “I’m sorry…but is that a bulge?”
Fuck. Now all five girls are glancing down at the bulge in my jeans. It looks so much more obvious in this new light. My face goes completely red.
“No! No. I uh…uhm…” I struggle to formulate an excuse, voice on the verge of cracking with how high and feminine I’m trying to make it combined with the tears starting to form my eyes. My worst fears were being realized, and the most embarrassing part is my gock begins twitching from all the attention.
Red chuckes and speaks again. “Hey, don’t worry girl. In case you haven’t noticed you’re not the only one packing here.”
The blunt response startles me, but with the invitation to look I now notice that all five of them also have bulges, though theirs are much harder than mine, which makes me shiver from…something.
“We didn’t mean to startle you.” Purple speaks in a rough, bright voice, elbowing Pink, who looks down in shame. “We were just, well,” she glances back down at my crotch and smirks “curious.”
“Yeah, sorry for the scary question. We get how it can be in public restrooms.” Pink looks incredibly guilty.
“Haha…yeah, sorry. I didn’t mean to get so startled.” My voice settles in it’s natural state, which is still fairly feminine, though deep enough to warrant ‘suspicion’. The blush slowly fades from my face, the tears subside and my breath levels. I’m safe.
“Though I have to ask…why were you so afraid? You belong in here just like anyone else.” Blue pipes in with her quiet and monotone voice, raising an eyebrow at me.
I itch to leave, but something about the group is so comforting and intriguing that I endulge their curiosity. “Well…not really. I mean, I’m at a point in my transition where I’m much more feminine……” I trail off.
“But..?” Purple prompts.
“But I’m still so tall and lanky, my voice is deep, my stubble is annoyingly apparent…I guess I don’t feel pretty enough to be in here comfortably.”
The last member of the group, Orange, walks forward towards me at this response, clearly checking me out. I fidget in place as she gets closer. She’s taller than me, just an inch or two, but still noticeable as I slightly tilt my head up to look at her face. She’s beautiful. Her voice is so silky smooth it brings my blush right back onto my face.
“I think you’re pretty.”
I look down at the ground, my blush reaching embarrassing levels of red. I blush way too easily. “Thank you, uh, I think you’re pretty too.” I notice just how much my voice wobbles, whether it be from embarrassment or being so flustered.
Orange lifts her right hand up to my chin, using her pointer finger to gently lift my face back up to meet her gaze. I twitch again, ugh. “I mean it, how could you think you aren’t pretty enough to be here?”
She turns my body to face the mirror, and I really look at myself: my red and freckled face, my long blonde hair, my wide hips, my bulked up arms, my boobs…everything. Orange stands right behind me, softly smiling as she moves her hands down my waist. It feels so fucking good, I’ve always been so sensitive to touch…but…
“W..wait! I barely know you.” I stutter out as I move away from her. My hardening gock betrays my sentiment, but I ignore it.
Orange’s gaze softens. “That’s okay…forgive me for being so forward.” She glances down. “Though it seems like someone wants more.”
My face feels so hot I think I might just die. I can barely even get any words out, just mindless stutters. The only word I manage to speak before my mind completely blanks is “Please.”
Orange’s gaze darkens with a smirk. “Girls! Let’s help her realize just how pretty she is.”
The five of them now crowd around me, moving me so I once again face the mirror. I’m shaking, my now fully erect gock starting to drip as Red lifts my shirt off of me. Pink goes to undo my jean button and zipper while Black pulls them down. Blue undoes my bra while Orange once again begins feeling up my now exposed body. Despite the circumstances it feels so…freeing. So beautiful and—oh FUCK.
Red begins to kiss just above my right breast, leaving a very obvious lipstick mark. The five of them grin so simultaneously it’s almost terrifying. Almost. They all begin feeling me up while kissing me with their multicolored lips. I’m moaning and whimpering so much at this point that one of them exclaims “Looks like someone’s a noisemaker. She’s adorable!” However, my mind is so fuzzy and warm at this point that I can’t even tell who says it.
They’re pressed so closely against my shaking frame that it’s impossible for me to fall to my knees despite my wobbling. I can feel their hot bodies against mine, hear their heavy breathing as we all start to sweat. My skin begins to be covered with red and pink and purple and blue and orange. Little reminders of this wonderful group.
Soon enough one of them pulls my panties down and immediately makes an excited noise at my hard, dripping gock. “Holy shit! You’re gorgeous!” I then feel the now familiar sensation of a mouth being closed around it, a tongue starting to feel around it, and this earns several loud moans. The kisses from the other four girls get rougher and more sensual: sucking and biting and licking all over my quivering frame.
I feel bliss, seeing my naked body being marked and used and sucked by all these women, and I start to feel so beautiful. I notice the clear markings and lip stains…but I also notice my soft skin and nice curves and all the little things I don’t usually stop to look at. I notice how pretty and shiny my gock is, as each girl takes turns sucking on it.
I feel everything. There’s so much stimulus that I start shaking harder and moaning even more. I can barely hold myself up, but one of them is clutching me tightly by the hips to keep me from falling. “I want you to say how pretty you are.” Of course. Who am I to deny her?
“I’m pretty.” I barely get the words out.
“Again. Say it like you mean it.”
I feel myself teetering on the edge of an orgasm, a rare sensation for me with how far my transition is. I’m now completely coated in multicolored lips and bite marks and hickeys and various fluids. It’s…well, it’s pretty.
“I’m pretty!” I shout it this time, staring myself down in the mirror.
“One more time, you’re doing so good.”
“I’m pretty! I’m so fucking pretty!” I lock eyes with myself as I cum into whoever’s mouth is sucking me. I’m breathing so heavily I’m almost afraid for my safety…but these women are here for me. I’m okay.
They help me sit down and crowd closely around me, the scent of our sweat and their makeup becoming much more apparent. It’s all so wonderful and safe and relaxing that my eyes start to shut as they coddle me and play with my hair.
“It’s okay baby, you can rest.”
The last thought running through my mind is how pretty I am before I fade out of consciousness.
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genderfucklesbian · 8 months
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dykes with shaved heads are the pinnacle of beauty talk to the wall
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pansy-byke · 10 months
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"Of course lesbians can be genderqueer and nonbinary and be attracted to genderqueer and nonbinary people as long as their genders aren't breaking the binary too much and they are femme or neutral enough that we can comfortably misgender them as women in our heads!"
Fuck that let Lesbians Be Genderweird
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violottie · 5 days
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to celebrate lesbian visibility week, all lesbians have legal immunity and thus are allowed to, and encouraged to, freely kill every man and lesbophobe who dares open their steaming gob to spew lesbophobic bullshit inside and outside the wider community, and especially around our own.
stay safe, protect each other, and have fun out there ❤️🧡🤍🩷💖
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pridebicons · 3 days
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transfem lesbian celeste pride icons
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fatsmyname · 10 months
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my butch ocs being smitten with each other in a cool guy type of way
jose, long hair (he/she) ryan (they/them)
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yandere-toons · 9 months
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im obsessed your honor
In all honesty, I adore the concept of a platonic yandere who doesn't try to ruin every other relationship in their obsession's life. They're content with being the No. 1 friend and support any romantic escapades, assuming they approve of the partner, of course.
I imagine Steelbeak has tagged along on quite a few of the dates as what he calls a "wingman/bodyguard". When he can't be there in person or the lesbian reader asks him not to this time, he has Gandra hack the date spot's CCTV or a Find My Phone app so he can remain in the loop.
No doubt: FOWL has a surveillance system for Bradford to monitor his agents and rival powers. You end up with Bradford watching Steelbeak watch the date for the 50th time that day.
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meilia-stims · 2 months
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Trans fem lesbian stimboard?
Thanks!!!
Have an amazing day!!!<3
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Transfem Lesbian stimboard for @godbutwithsexappeal
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wifwlf · 27 days
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Happy tdov
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bilesproblems · 3 months
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Trans mspec lesbians are the coolest
Transfem mspec lesbians you're awesome <3
Transmasc mspec lesbians/mspec lesboys you're wonderful <3
Transneutral mspec lesbians you're amazing <3
Transenbine mspec lesbians you're incredible <3
Transandrogyne mspec lesbians you're so cool <3
Transoutherine, transaporine, transmaverine, etc mspec lesbians you're the greatest <3
Transgenderless mspec lesbians you're really neat <3
All trans mspec lesbians, you belong. You deserve nothing but the best and I love you
And especially to the transfem mspec lesbians, and all AMAB trans mspec lesbians, I'm so sorry you have to argue with people literally serving you TERF rhetoric. Who get told the same things by exclusionists as they're told by transphobes saying they can't be lesbians. That's got to be the worst betrayal from your community. You're so strong.
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genderqueerdykes · 4 months
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transmasc/transfem t4t lesbian love is so healing
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dotbot2012 · 27 days
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ME AND LEO WENT TO A PRIDE MEETING AND SAW BEENOP AND ROCKSTEADY
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lesbianpolls · 5 days
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cow-dyke · 21 days
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The Lesbian Paradox
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Lesbian. Homosexual. Gay. Queer. Dyke. Femme. 4Butch.
These are some words I describe my sexuality as. But I am not sure that any word will fully be able to illustrate what I really feel inside.
Yes, I am a lesbian. I am a female homosexual. A woman who is exclusively attracted to other women. Yet, because of my exclusive attraction, my "womenness" is hard to reconcile with.
Girls are often taught to like boys and girls are taught that boys like us. Moreover, girls are taught to respect boys who are mean to them because of said likeness. Heterosexual women are tormented for not tolerating such behavior but can ultimately have their womanhood left alone as long as they like men enough to have a defined affection for them. Lesbians, on the other hand, are harassed for turning down the attraction all together while society tries to paint a picture of what version the lesbian makes them comfortable. It is hard for me to call myself a woman for many reasons, and this is one of them.
Of course, this isn’t to say that women who are attracted to other women cannot identify as such but rather to explain why some lesbians like myself don’t do so. From this, I often find myself being more attracted to women loving women who are not women (confused yet?).
Something about the queerness of gender in a lesbian context is just so, safe. I think many things that I don't say out loud in fear that straight people (and even some queer people) will see me as odd or a threat to our binary norms. But I feel like the non-binary lesbians give me a sense of understanding without having to say any of those words. We don't base our sexuality off of the orthodox traditions of the heterosexist, cisnormative world we are in. We don't copy and paste our rules off of the way straight society has formed there's and just switch around some of the wording. Instead, we make our own rules, which are none. We use labels but there is not much more to them as what feels right from our own experiences.
Transgender lesbianism is beautiful. Non-binary lesbianism is beautiful. Butch/Femme lesbianism is beautiful. Even if one word can't truly be defined to describe me, all I know is that being a Genderqueer Lesbian is complex, mystifying, but also simply beautiful.
I am beautiful. We are beautiful.
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violottie · 28 days
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since my old blog got nuked, i gotta make this post again because yall refuse to be anything but ignorant
lesbian sexuality ≠ heterosexual men's sexuality
lesbian attraction to women ≠ men's attraction to women
trans men cannot be lesbians, because they are men. if you think so, youre a transphobe as well as a lesbophobe.
lesbian attraction is not perverse, predatory, dehumanising to or sexualising of women's bodies
men have never and will never be included in lesbian sexuality and attraction under any circumstance
(and if your mind immediately goes to trans women and transfems when reading the above, congrats, youre a transphobe)
butch, femme, stud and stone are lesbian only identities
similarly, dyke is a slur that literally means lesbian. if youre not a lesbian, you're not a, nor can you 'reclaim', dyke.
butches and studs ≠ men or man-lite
butch ≠ masculine
femme ≠ feminine
transmasc ≠ trans man, therefore transmasc lesbians are a thing and trans men cannot ever be lesbians
trans women and transfems have been & will always be included in lesbian attraction, sexuality and community
trans lesbians & transfems can be butch
he/him lesbians ≠ (trans)masc, butch, stud lesbians
black lesbians ≠ automatically masc, butch, stud or tops
"bi lesbians" or "mspec lesbians" do not exist.
the split attraction model is for aromanticism and asexuality only. if you identify as such, youre just a bisexual who doesnt wanna unpack your internalised biphobia so resort to lesbophobia to cope with your self loathing caused by harmful stereotypes about your sexuality, which is bisexual. if you claim they do exist, you're both lesbophobic and biphobic
thank you for coming to my TedTalk. im sure you didnt listen to a word i said.
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