"you Have Such Doe Eyes" Thanks It Comes Attached With The Doe Nervous System (fawn Trauma Response)

Why I Love Butch Women, by Carol A. Queen, from Dagger: on Butch Women

perverted sex freak femme x completely normal butch who just sighs when I tell him my kinks

You have a complex relationship with your body and need to keep some/all of your clothes on during sex?

That's okay, what you're wearing looks good on you.

You need to take a lot of breaks doing anything intimate because you're easily overwhelmed?

I understand, I'm just happy to be here with you.

You're on medication that impacts your libido/makes reaching orgasm really difficult?

No pressure, tell me what feels good for you, and if you get frustrated we can do something else together.

Sex isn't going to look the same for everybody and that's fine, that's normal.

Sometimes you don't orgasm, sometimes you need to stop because your mood changes out of nowhere, sometimes you get really self conscious and need accommodations to take your mind off of it.

People are too complex for everybody to go about it the same, just keep doing what feels best for you, regardless of how different it may seem from other people's experiences.

Things that leveled me up as a Dyke Pt. 2

When I had dyke sex in the parking lot of the fire and brimstone church I grew up in

When a girl drew protective sigils on my arm for weeks after she overheard me tearing apart her old roommate for saying transphobic shit about her

When the sleep study doctor told me I have a medically large tongue and my wife shouted "I KNEW IT"

When the butch at the hardware store told me the shelf cutting machine broke and we spent 20min cutting shelves with bolt cutters for my wife's closet.

At the RenFaire, my wife tried the knife throwing but couldn't get it, then got huffy when I told her how to do it. She handed me the last knife and told me it's not that easy. I did not tell her I threw knives a lot as a kid, so with all her bags and jewelry balanced in one arm, I flipped the knife a couple times and sunk it into the wooden target guy. Felt like a damn hallmark movie and I loved it.

When an Aussie woman in a hotel lobby asked me to please please keep talking because she was fascinated by my american southern accent. I called her darlin and she blushed.

When my wife's grandfather was fine with her being a lesbian largely because I was such a big help with the cattle

When I moved an iron bedframe into the garden for my wife's coworker and she asked how long we'd been together. The answer was that morning. We'd been going steady for about an hour.

When I taught my wife how to waltz

The utterly wild experience of being a stone butch who uses he/him pronouns and purposefully passes as a man in the workplace and likes being a lesbian boyfriend who also is on estrogen and antiandrogens and enjoys having a high voice. Makes a lot of posts from people who share 1/2 of that experience very unrelatable for me, it's funny.

D. H. Lawrence, from The Complete Novels and Writings of D. H. Lawrence

i honestly forget how dehumanizing it feels to be in predominantly white queer spaces. i see a handful of lesbians of color and its like the sun hitting me after a very cold and bleak winter.

Louise Glück, from Faithful and Virtuous Night: Poems; "A Foreshortened Journey,"

I hope you guys like butches with scars, and butches with with thick thighs, and butches who are going grey, and butches with acne, and butches with stubble, and b—