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  • My Ideal Life #3, part 2.

    I followed her up the stairs to see the rest of the house, and yes, even the stairs amazed me. My old house, the stairs were always so dirty. You couldn’t walk barefoot, there were wrappers, dead bugs, dust, etc. I had to clean it myself a lot of the time before I finally left, because my family just stopped caring. I was glad I could finally walk barefoot in my own house again.

    When we got upstairs, I noticed there were a lot of rooms. My old house, it was my room, my aunt’s room, my mom’s room, and the bathroom. This was only one more room, but I could tell how much more spacious it was. The room right next to the stairs was definitely the master bedroom but she said she wanted to save that for last, and that definitely got me more excited.

    The first room she showed me was the laundry room. As much as I could tell that she was going from least to most hype rooms in the house, I was honestly jumping up and down seeing it. My parents became so inconsistent with washing my clothes that I would have to wear the same underwear for days, sometimes even months, and that was with constant texts reminding them. I wouldn’t have to deal with that anymore, we had a dryer and washer that actually worked, and there was no need to go out to a laundromat and get our stuff cleaned. There was a bunch of other stuff there too, like towels, and a nice view of the surrounding trees & houses. Everything was so organized, and I couldn’t believe I was saying it, but I was pumped to be able to clean my own clothes, especially clothes that I wouldn’t feel dysphoric in.

    The next room was something I can easily say I didn’t expect to see, but I was blown away when I layed eyes on it. It was a gaming room! At first I was confused, but it made sense. We are both avid gamers, and using two PS4s on one TV is impossible. It had beautiful white lights, speakers, chairs, and she told me we could invest in streaming equipment for whenever I wanted to start my YouTube channel. I don’t know how I didn’t cry right there, as this was definitely the most unexpected thing in the house, but I held it in. There were still 4 more rooms.

    The next room she showed me left me very confused. It was a room with a view, a very large table, a rolling chair, and a lot of glass shelves. She told me to take a few guesses, but I really couldn’t even make one. When she finally told me it was a display room, I jumped with joy. I had told her on the day I first found her online, as we started getting to know each other, that I was a big fan of figures. The only Gunpla figure I’d ever owned was Gundam Exia, and despite following all the directions, the broke the next day. I always wanted Gundam Astray because I loved ninjas/samurai, and that’s pretty much what his model was based from. I also told her how much I’m into Tokusatsu, how badly I wanted S.H. Figurarts of Kamen Riders, Figma of anime characters, and a lot more. She didn’t laugh at me, she didn’t make fun of me, she just sent me a text asking me to tell her more. And now here we are, with my very own display room. It’s also for her too, the room is very large, so one side could be my collection, while the other will be hers. It made me smile like a true nerd to see this, and I kissed her cheek out of instinct. She blushed and kissed mine back before taking me to the next room, my brain already wandering to all the figures and posters I can finally buy.

    Sky had me close my eyes before we went to next room, but honestly, I had no idea what this room could be. I thought maybe it would be a guest room, since the last two are the master bathroom & master bedroom, but if it was a guest room, she wouldn’t be closing my eyes. I could definitely feel there was a lot around me in the room, and that it was huge. I could hear the excitement in her voice when she told me to open them, and when I did, my jaw never picked back up off the floor. It was a damn workout room! All I could say was “what!?” My eyes scrolled through everything from the flat screen TV, the two treadmills, the two benches, the two rowers, and multiple shelves meant for weights, bars, etc. That’s pretty much all it was missing, she also had two mats that the movers probably took in by now. I was shocked. I remember telling her when we met that I had aspirations of bodybuilding for the last couple of years, and that my dream home would have it’s own gym so that I wouldn’t have to do pay for a membership. Not only did she have bodybuilding aspirations as well, but we are now standing in a workout room, literally exactly how I pictured it in my head. There was also a mirror in the back, in case we wanted to flex for Snapchat or something. I couldn’t believe that I can finally start bodybuilding and have the body I wanted. I could finally achieve the dream of me being a dumb lesbian jock who carries my wife to the altar, in a suit too small for my muscles. I was about to cry, and I know I’ve said that a lot so far, but it was true. But before I could even try getting tears to fall, she was already taking me to the next room, this time having her hands cover my eyes.

    My old bathroom was always dirty, that was thanks to my mom bringing her stuff in & clogging up toilets. The floor tiles were splitting, the cabinets were dirty and had a lot of stuff that was years past it’s expiration date still there. I also hate shower/bath combos thanks to how narrow and cramped it was in there. It didn’t help that majority of the time I went in there, the bathroom would be completely trashed by my mom, even sometimes taking all the soaps and toilet paper out. Hell, aside from my body dysphoria, that was pretty much the only other reason I’d never shower. The atmosphere in the house, especially the bathroom, was horrible. It was insufferable, and I was glad those days were over, but it made me wonder just how much different this master bathroom would be. I could already feel that it was much bigger and wider than my old one, and when she finally let me open my eyes, I realized “bigger” was an understatement. This looked like something that should be in a mansion or hotel, not in a house like this. It was absolutely insane. There were two sinks, meaning me and Sky could wash up together, but this was a 2 person bathroom after all. The mirrors and cabinets were actually clean, and there was a smaller room just for the toilet. The shower was very side and spacious, and had a shower head that wasn’t covered in gunk or had some holes not working. There were also windows!

    The bath was my favorite part, and for multiple reasons. The bath itself was very wide, and could easily fit two people, since this bathroom was meant for two after all. But what really attracted me was the view, how you could lay in the bath on the edge, and just take in the beautiful view of the suburb streets, houses, etc. At this point, I think I’d called every single room in the house “my favorite room in the house.” It was so beautiful, but once again, I was dragged off before I could even start crying about it. After all, she did say to save my tears for the best room in the house— our master bedroom.

    I somehow didn’t cry yet, but when she took me behind the TV and to the closet, it almost broke me. It was so huge and beautiful, and easily more then enough space to hold my wardrobe on one side, and Skylar’s on the other. My old closet was full of my dad’s old stuff, plus some of my childhood stuff. It’s never been cleaned, and it’s not the type of closet you could go in either. Even more so, with all the dead bugs in there as well, I wouldn’t clean it anyways. This closet did not seem like it should be able to fit in what is already a giant bedroom, but it fits perfectly. There’s still one more thing she wants me to see though, and it sums up this day perfectly when she slides the door to the balcony and takes me to the edge of it.

    I already saw the balcony when we drove here, but actually standing on it was a whole other experience. I did have a balcony at my old place, but it was just wood, with no sort of decorations. It also was just a lame view of the other townhouses, the streets, and a couple of downtown buildings. I’m sure that would be enough for some, but for me it just felt boring. You could also throw in the fact that it was already uncomfortable living there, which didn’t help me enjoy the view any more. But this view, this felt.. right. I could see the beautiful suburb trees, houses, cars, etc. That was great in itself, but the most beautiful part of it was that damn sky. It was nothing but blue, with humid air running through the sky. It wasn’t dark, cloudy, or stormy like my precious life, no.. this sky was clear and represented nothing but happiness. It was perfect.

    And that’s when I finally broke. I came back inside, not saying a single word. I pretty much collapsed in front of the TV, on my knees. I didn’t have the energy to sit up, how could I when I was now finally being treated the way I was meant to be? I was finally out of that hellhole, I was finally with someone who treats me with the respect and love I didn’t even get from my own parents who adopted me. I was in my dream home, with the woman I love. I was so into these thoughts that I couldn’t hear myself saying in a teary and shaky voice, out loud, that I didn’t deserve this. I know that deep down, I absolutely did deserve this, and Skylar said the exact same thing as she hugged me. I could feel the emotion she’s had since coming here, and it didn’t take long before she was in tears with me, except her shaky and teary voice reminded me that I did deserve this. She did this because she loves me, she cares for me, and wants to be with me for the rest of her life.

    Sky wrapped her hands around my eyes for this room too, and once again, I could just feel how insanely massive this room was. I had no idea what to expect.

    I mean, if you had told me just months before that this would be happening, I would’ve never believed you. I would’ve ended it, but then I met her, and a friendship quickly turned into a relationship, and now only months later.. I was living with her permanently, in a dream home that her parents graciously got for us. I was so overcome with emotion, and she was too.

    My old room was absolutely horrible, from the walls having my old baby stickers, the chips, the cracks, the holes that let bugs in (which my parents never bothered to get an exterminator for), the lifted wooden part of the floor (weirdly enough I’m sure, the only part if the floor that was light brown), and overall, it was just so cramped and narrow. I knew this bedroom would be better, and I was so happy I’d never have to deal with that crap again, but when she finally let me open my eyes, I reacted like I had just seen the light.

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    The room was fucking huge, and I don’t even think that was enough to describe it. The bed was beautiful and huge, but still had major amounts of space for me to walk around it. There was a proper headrest made of leather, while my old headrest was an old wooden one that would hang against the wall at any point I even attempted to move. There were little desks on either side of the bed, and the TV was already mounted on the wall, just over a little shelf. It also had lights, and no, I didn’t have the luxury of having lights in my old room either. After my mom broke my lamp over my knee, I didn’t get another one despite how many times I asked. I’ll never know why, but I’ll also never care again, because I don’t need to. I didn’t have to worry about my parents ever again. My focus was on myself, as it always should’ve been; and on Sky, who’s making me realize that this is how I should’ve been treated for the last 18 years of my life.

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    That’s when she kissed me— on the lips. I had no kissing experience whatsoever; in fact, it literally took her kiss to my lips to get me to know I didn’t even realize the times I did kiss her cheeks today. I only had one real life relationship before this, and that was the first relationship I ever had in general. It ended horribly, and all the relationships I had after that were online. They ended in me being cheated on, lied to, played with, or the two good relationships that ended either because of my sexuality or feeling something for someone else (not cheating), just to find out their toxic. I didn’t think I’d ever find anyone, I didn’t even think I’d make it past 18. But here I was, 18 and a few months old, with the love of my life, in the most perfect house there could be.

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  • what if we kissed…. and we were both zombies (and also lesbians)

    #they are so stupid and also in love i fucking love them #sakusaki has all the sauce.. rivals to friends to lovers goodness #sakusaki#sakira#zombieland saga #zombieland saga fanart #zls #sakura x saki #saki x sakura #sakura minamoto#saki nikaido#franchouchou#fanart#wlw#sapphic#my art
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  • Y’all ever just seen a woman so unearthly beautiful you feel your heart beating so hard you feel like you’re gonna start crying blood, and you’d tear the world apart atom by atom just to lay a kiss upon the soft skin of her shoulder or trace the curve of her spine?

    because mood

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  • Can someone please get me a cute ass girlfriend that will snuggle me and love me? Pleaseee?🥺 I neeeeed one.

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  • So the word lesbian really was an all rounder word for wlw uh. The more you know

    I have been a fool, a moron, a dumbass and an imbecile

    I’m so sorry to all the bi/lesbians out there.

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    Originally posted by ohbaby90s

    Carol (2015) fanfiction

    Pt 1: x

    Word Count: 1,874

    Warnings: Swearing, but that’s it.

    June - three days earlier

    “We need to have any photos before the start of the run, so you have until next week to finish them. Can you do that?”

    “Of course, Miss Gerhard.”

    “Oh, please, call me Abby. Dannie did say you were too polite for your own good. I don’t bite, you know.”

    Keep reading

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  • um… 👉👈😳

    Does anyone want to send me sexy asks or something because Im horny?

    #lesbian#lgbt #lonely girl hours #wlw#men dni#gay yearning #message me i'm lonely #message me #dm me please #dm me im bored #dm me #send me asks #anonymous asks#mtf#mtf girl
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  • Alright but hearing Jodie Comers natural English accent for the first time is the most seductive and sensual thing to exist

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  • I want to wake up with her in my arms. She is still sleepy laying on top of me. It’s a chilly morning and she is snuggled as close as she can be. I’ll run my fingers through her hair making her yawn and go back to sleep. I watch her for a while and wonder how I got so lucky and also thank God I was able to find her, and now get to spend all my time loving her.

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  • I’m thoroughly impressed by people who curate what they post on their tumblr pages. I will reblog an indepth paragraphs long post about racial injustices or gender politics or whatever, and then immediately turn around post images of Adele Haenel being her hot, French self.

    I’m not here with any purpose other than to enjoy myself and my time. 

    So, you know… yeah.

    #it's me! #i studied curation in grad school #i know how to convey a cohesive idea through spacial design and the necessary academic jargon #but#ya know#not here #this is the place where i shut my brain off #or at the very least turn it down #posting#tumblr#wlw#adele haenel #i'm very gay #and she's very pretty #and my current celebrity crush
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    letter from vita sackville-west to virginia woolf, 1926 / it will come back by hozier

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  • do you mouth along to girl in red in your bathroom while trying to get your cottegecore look just right and if not are you really lgbt+?

    #lgbt#lesbian#gay#bisexual#transgender#wlw#mlm #girl in red #cottegecore #am i right or am i right #like #if you ever meet anyone who listens to girl in red #they are DEFINITELY queer #im just saying
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  • So I don’t practice any sort of witchcraft or have any beliefs towards that sort, but if a girl that did asked me to dance in the moonlight with flowers in my hair I would be all for that no hesitation!

    Disclaimer: I do not practice and therefore have very little knowledge about practices and mean no offense in what I am saying. Please don’t take my ignorance for meaning to be hurtful in any way!

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  • am i the only one that has no emotional connection to their reflection

    like who is that bitch

    because it’s nOt me

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  • Fun fact: butch-femme couples aren’t imitations of heterosexuality because they are gay and things that are gay are not straight

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  • remembering the time a few years ago when my best friend and i went to some weekend youth conference thing and the one day they took us to a roller skating place and we’re both awful at it so we held hands as we skated part of the time in order to keep our balance and not get separated and um fellas is it gay…

    #as far as i know she doesnt like girls though #about Her#wlw#roller skating #fellas is it gay #hands#my posts#wlw yearning#pining
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