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palipunk · 2 years
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Palestinian Sapphics, happy pride to my lgbt Palestinians <3 
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yns-world · 2 years
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MK Skarlet x Muslim!Fem!Reader Intro Dialogue
a/n: Skarlet is canonly arabic and muslim i’m not arguing with y’all. This is a self-indulgence fic cause there’s no content for skarlet, let alone any content about/for middle easterners or muslims and I’m on a quest to fix that 😌💅
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(i'm so in love with this gif and this woman good lord)
Skarlet: “Assalamualaikum*, sister.”
Y/N: “Waalaikumsalam**.”
Skarlet: “May Allah watch over this fight.”
Y/N: “Shao Kahn doesn’t appreciate your talents.”
Skarlet: “What are you trying to say?”
Y/N: “We would be unstoppable together.”
Y/N: “You shouldn’t subject yourself to Shao Kahn, Sister Skarlet.”
Skarlet: “It is all I know.”
Y/N: “Let me broaden your horizons.”
Skarlet: “It is so nice to see a familiar face.”
Y/N: “I hear you on that one, it’s hard out here.”
Skarlet: “Terribly so.”
Y/N: “You are never alone, no matter how lonely you may feel.”
Skarlet: “Don’t try to distract me.”
Y/N: “If we don’t look after each other, who will?”
Y/N: “Did you get my invite to celebrate Eid with us?”
Skarlet: “Who’s ‘us’?”
Y/N: “Your real family.”
Y/N: “Did you get my invite to celebrate Eid with us?”
Skarlet: “I’m afraid it got lost in the mail.”
Y/N: “Don’t act cold-blooded now.”
*Standard greeting in Islam, meaning: Peace to you
**Response to greeting mentioned above, meaning: And unto you peace
it did my soul good to write this 😩 expect more skarlet content to come out, i'm currently working on a little something 🤭 i hope y'all enjoyed this as much as i did <333
feel free to request anything related to skarlet (or muslim skarlet 😩), i will literally jump on it asap and marry you 🫶🫶🫶
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booasaur · 9 months
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Special Ops: Lioness - 1x05
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gay-impressionist · 2 years
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AN ODE TO QUEER JOY
Part 1 : Joy in each other (Community)
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@artbyeloquent / lil nas x and elton john wearing a rendition of each other's iconic costumes. photographer unknown / @ghostcauliflower / alison bechdel / @android-boy / heartstopper : scene where nick, a bisexual boy, sees his two lesbian friends kiss. gif by @nicks-nelson / @canaryomenharbinger / shatzi weisberger with three unknown people / anonymous / new york city 2021 pride parade. photographer unknown
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v-4-l-0-n · 8 months
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Friendly reminder that if your feminism doesn’t include woc, queer women, trans women, disabled women, women of any religion, or sex workers then your “feminism” is shit <3
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qbdatabase · 6 months
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10 Bi4Bi Titles
I missed bisexual awareness week back in September, so here's a belated special post to celebrate! These 10 bi4bi titles (and some pan) have gorgeous covers in bisexual lighting to ooh & ahh over 💗💜💙
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incessantsuggestion · 2 months
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the first time we kissed was on a street that was named after a man who hated people like us and it tasted like revenge
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I’m late to the party but there’s finallyyyyyy a book for the fat Black Lesbians 🥹💜 As a Lesbian Muslimah, Kris has my entire freaking heart. I hate that I’m almost at the end of the story. If anyone knows more Black lesbian literature please let me know! I’ll love you forever <3
p.s. I’m thinking about uploading a little book review…we’ll see 🦑 ~
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moonlightsapphic · 2 years
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... called out
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For the people who identify as a lesbian....how did you truly know you were/are one? Because I want to identify as one, but I'm always in my head about it that I will find a man/men I will like/love...
The reason why I want more clarity is that I like labels. It gives me a sense of control. So, I don'tknow what I necessarily am (which freaks me out), like I'm just floating between sexualities which I don't like for me.
P.s.: If you want to share your experience but not out in the open, please consider Dm'ing me.
Thank y'all
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pogueswrld · 2 years
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once again I'm on my robin buckley with a hijabi gf brain rot so here's a lil idea that just came to mind:
so robin and y/n are with steve & eddie on babysitting duty for dustin, lucas & max and let's say they're running in the forest from the cops or maybe jason's group or whatever. whatever the reason that has them running, y/n perhaps ran a bit too hard that a strand escaped her hijab. like maybe there's loose hair on the front of her face and it's not big enough for her to notice it but if you stare at her face for a minute you can definitely see it— and then figure out the color of her hair.
so she doesn't notice, and they all stop to take a breath and steve is checking on the kids with eddie on his knees as he wheezes— he's not used to running miles this fast. then robin turns around to check on y/n in her adorable rolled up mom jeans and her favorite plain t-shirt that's hidden under a striped button up, her hijab is tucked under the t-shirt and her neck and hands are adorned with silver necklaces and cute rings that fit barely halfway into her fingers.
robin almost stops breathing all together, but then y/n looks up to her, barely breathing, and gives her a goofy grin that makes her heart leap. then robin notices it, the single strand of hair just casually loose at the front of her hijab and she doesn't know how to tell her, she's afraid she might be so embarrassed she'll just take off by herself, so instead she approaches her and cups her cheeks in her hands.
y/n is stunned, she almost thinks robin is about to kiss her —and oh how much she'd appreciate that— but then her eyes dart behind her to see steve raising his eyebrows at the two of them and she almost wishes the ground would just swallow the both of them up, then she feels robin's breath fanning across her cheeks and she's suddenly weak at the knees and all she wants to do is just melt into her embrace.
she doesn't even realize what robin is doing until she feels her slander, long fingers push her hair back into her hijab, her back against the boys so they wouldn't see her and it's y/n's turn for her heart to leap. if only they weren't surrounded by people, maybe she'd have the courage to press her lips against the taller girl in front of her. if only.
she almost tears up and she visibly melts into her cold touch— something about robin's hands always being cold to the touch, y/n doesn't mind. as long as she gets to hold them and keep them warm for her. her eyelids flutter open only slightly and robin is reminded of a butterfly, and how y/n's eyes were like a warm day in summer, one of the good ones. how they're so welcoming and inviting she desires to spend the rest of her days just staring at them. she thinks about how this girl in front of her reminds her of all things sweet and lovely and all the good times in the world, how she'd spend the rest of her life holding her and she'd never complain because that in itself is heavenly.
the sigh that escapes robin is almost a whimper, almost a cry for a dream that can possibly never happen, but it is still a dream. one she clutches so tight in her heart and prays everyday to have in her arms.
before it gets weird, and before eddie and the kids notice, robin pulls away and it's entirely too soon for y/n that she reaches out slightly to hold her wrist, a silent beg to not let go of her, to not leave her. and robin tilts her head at the her, a lopsided grin plasters at her face and she wraps an arm around y/n's shoulders, her freckles clear in the sunlight, and she tugs her towards whatever direction dustin sat off to.
it maybe is a dream, but it's one they're both willing to dream about for years to come.
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qbdatabase · 2 months
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Speak of the Devil by Rose Wilding Seven women stand in shock in a seedy hotel room; a man's severed head sits on the floor. Each of the women — the wife, the teenager, the ex, the journalist, the colleague, the friend, and the woman who raised him — has a very good reason to have done it, yet each swears she did not. View the full summary and rep info on wordpress!
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Eid Mubarak to my Muslim followers ✨💛
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