#new wlw round 2

[coffeeshib]

have you watched "sleep with me"? it's a cute little Filipino wlw show that dropped recently,, if I remember correctly, you understand conversational Filipino and I was just curious to know if you could follow along without subtitles, the first ep's on YouTube if you wanna check it out (I haven't watched past ep 1 but twitter says it has a happy ending so yay for that :))

watched ep 1 in the gym, i just got back home & hey wow!! my thoughts so far is i'm intrigued - i really appreciate & love how the plot doesn't revolve around being sapphic/coming out & that the main couple are adults. definitely will keep watching!

#about the subs i can comprehend more than i can speak &!! there were a couple of words that made me go wait i need the subtitles haha #the last filo media i consumed was baka bukas i think? which was like eons ago so whew #new wlw round 2 #thanks for the rec broski #hope you're having a lovely day; sana laging masarap ang pagkain mo! #asks

[kithj]

compiled a list of some of my favorite text-based games & VNs that are specifically wlw:

another round - You play as Maddie, a woman in love with a woman named Agnes. Actually, she hates her. Actually, it's complicated. You definitely broke things off with her. And you don't regret it. At least once. Yes. At least once per day, you don't regret ending it with Agnes. Except tonight. You definitely regret it tonight.

such, such were the joys - It is the year 19xx in England. You are returning to the town of Grayling after your first year at university to meet your old school friends: Cicily Thomas, Fatima Khan, and Susheela Rajaram. As the only Indian girls at Grayling Towers, the four of you quickly became close friends, but you haven't seen each other in a year. You're not sure what has changed since then, but this is your chance to find out.

florence - Florence lies in bed, cold and still. You watch over her and wait.

perseids, or, all this will go on forever - Four trans girlfriends go on a road trip to a dark sky park, to see the perseid meteor shower. 

winter - an interactive fiction about sex, trans insecurity, and a girl with a skull for a face.

butterfly soup 1 & 2 (VN) - A visual novel about gay Asian girls playing baseball and falling in love.

birdland - At night 14-year-old Bridget Leaside dreams of fantastic lands full of strange bird people. By day she's a miserable anxious summer camper, trying very hard not to think about her feelings for the mysterious girl detective in Cabin 22. And when her dream life starts bleeding into reality, things are going to get weird for her in a whole bunch of ways...

a summer's end: hong kong 1986 (VN) - Follow the story of Michelle and Sam, and how their chance meeting evolves into a deeper romantic relationship. Set in vibrant Hong Kong in the year 1986, it is an original story about love, family, and culture.

one day hike - You go on a hike in a familiar wood.

a year of springs (VN) - experience the stories of haru, erika, and manami in A YEAR OF SPRINGS, a visual novel trilogy about a trio of friends navigating their feelings of love, connection, and just wanting to belong.

pageant - Your name is Qiuyi (Karen?) Zhao, and you’ve just been signed up by your parents for a beauty pageant. You’re not ready, not even close, but you don’t have a choice. But perhaps you can make the best of it.

new year's eve, 2019 (sequel to pageant) - You are Karen Zhao, a senior in college who is home for winter break, and seeing your old high school friends for the first time in years. You are not ready, not even close, but perhaps you could make the best of it.

the revenant's lament - Way out west, in the most lonesome of reaches, strange things are afoot. Cowboys around campfires tell ghost stories and tall tales, speak of impossible, supernatural things. They say the devil walks amongst men. They say he'll grant you impossible wishes at the cost of your eternal soul. They say he can bring dead men back to life.

venus meets venus - Two women meet in a bar. This is not a love story.

#yes i put my own game on this list. sue me #anyways i know there are like a billion yuri games on itchio so this is a highly curated list #excluding dating sims and yuri VNs cus they're incredibly easy to find like just go in the yuri tag lmfao #interactive fiction #games #also most of the creators on this list have more games too that i recommend #draw everything here that's me and you (?) something like that by kaleidofish #anamika has quite a few games besides florence and such such were the joys #there's another sequel to pageant and new years 2019 & the archivist by autumn chen #npckc has a shit ton of games lmfao #there are some sequels to birdland too but ive never played any of those #communistsister has a massive catalogue of games and collabs with domino club #anyways. these are just some of my favorite creators #and some of their games that i really liked #i might add on to this but im having a hard time focusing to read games lately i only just finally read revenant's lament last night #so i could put it here. brigid your game will haunt me forever (affectionate)

[dungeon-meshi-tournament]

Seaworthiest Ship in the Dungeon Tournament 2024 Funny Comments

Doing a shipping tournament inspired a lot of comments from you guys, many of which I found funny. So here's a selection of the funniest comments I got, sorted by the poll they were left on.

Namarcille vs Falin x Shuro (round 1 part 1) harold theyre lesbians. three Lesbians and a clueless Straight Man

Marcille x Touden siblings vs Namari x Kaka & Kiki (round 1 part 1) What's better than two long sexy legs? Four long sexy legs and bisexuality!

Marcitsumi vs Laios x Thistle (round 1 part 1) im sorry i can't say no to anything that results in Laios bondage sorry

Marios vs Island governor x Shadow governor (round 1 part 1) Who's shipping heterosexual shit in Dunmesh I just wanna chat Heterosexual ??? ON MY DASH !? No let me take the old man yaoi

Kakamari vs Kikimari (round 1 part 1) Flustering Namari is Kiki's true calling in life. The constant 😏 face

Maizuru x Toshitsugu vs Laios x Kensuke (round 1 part 2) 'sword fight' taking on a whole new meaning

Senshi x Chilchuck's daughters vs Otta x Chilchuck's wife (round 1 part 2) This is just the "torture Chilchuck" match up lmao sorry Chilchuck your wife has to fuck the hot elf dyke. the only thing stopping otta is that she has to be nearing 30

Canary polycule vs Labru (round 2 part 1) Narrative foils Yada yada. Laios is NOT interested in humans!!!!! one top and her army of bottoms. what could be better. mithrun is their pet fish

Farcille vs Laios x Kensuke (round 2 part 2) honestly this tournament is like my anthropology field. a good place to see dynamics of the fandom

Otta x Chilchuck's wife vs Senshi x Mithrun (round 2 part 2) happy Valentine’s Day chilcuck

Izutsumi by herself vs Namari x Kaka & Kiki (round 3) sorry izutsumi but leggsicule omfg izutsumi will be perfectly fine by herself but namari will have a mental breakdown if we fumble this ship for her

Winged Lion x Laios vs Labru (round 3) literal embodiment of lust vs guy who doesnt like the other guy

Kensuke x Ambrosia vs Kikimari (round 3) *to the tune of that gum commercial* “Long long leeeeeeeegs”

Laisen vs Cithidol (round 3) alright i know what i just said about kabumisu but cithidol is pretty funny too. worst couple you ever saw 10/10

Farcille vs Otta x Chilchuck's wife (round 3) farcille killing the joke ships out of thr bracket. its okay falin would love marcille if she was a worm. but otta would drop the wife for being 30 terrible day for lesbian dicaprio fans

Izutsumi by herself vs Labru (quarter finals) She must be stopped!!! She must be enabled!!!

Farcille vs the Flokes (quarter finals) I was voting for the old people to have sex but ok girls having sex is wholesome hope this helps. loser ‘hey kiki & kaka your parents are gnc as fuck’

Izutsumi by herself vs Kikimari (semi-finals) Rise up and dethrone God(izutsumi)!!!!

Kabumisu vs Farcille (semi-finals) There's no way Kabumisu can beat Farcille, but it's an honor to face them in battle 🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡 wlw on mlm violence

Izutsumi by herself vs Farcille (finale) THE REMATCH OF THE CENTURY two girls should win this time. not just one A ship winning?? On my celibacy website?? very aroacephobic of you to not vote izutsumi if you ask me

Kikimari vs Kabumisu (battle for the bronze) 5 women on one podium we can make it happen. mmmmm 5 women..... [multi-paragraph post with detailed pro-Kabumisu points Counterpoint: Leggggg

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dunmeshi spoilers #seaworthiest ship in the dungeon tournament #funny comments #i could've probably done several themed posts spun off from this with how much material you guys gave me #roasting that person who got mad farcille beat the flokes #lesbians vs catgirl #namari and legs

[microcomets]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @thychesters! ty kate!!

How many works do you have on Ao3?

80! a nice round number. i actually think i have even more that i eventually anon'ed

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

1,078,556

3. What fandoms do you write for?

primarily i've written for danmei fandoms the last few years (mdzs/cql, svsss, 2ha) but i kind of write whatever strikes my fancy! in the last year it's been xena, tristamp, bad buddy...just kinda whatever...i used to write for supernatural and merlin

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

a turn of the earth (supernatural, deancas)

i'm the one for your fire (mdzs, wangxian)

come home to my heart (mdzs, wangxian)

the heartlines on our hands (mdzs, wangxian)

a light hidden and singing (mdzs, wangxian)

5. Do you respond to comments?

man i wish i could but i fell behind in 2015 and then never caught back up ;___; i definitely read & appreciate every single one!!!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

honestly probably something from the early supernatural days. i was obsessed with writing angst as a teenager

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

all of my wangxian fics end happy!! i don't think any one is happier than the other because it usually ends up with them either in love or married :-)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

every so often! luckily the positivity tends to outweigh

9. Do you write smut?

yes! although this was something i had to work on getting more comfortable with throughout my 20s

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you have written?

the only thing closest to a crossover i've done was two alternate wangxian timelines in "a tide in two seas," but otherwise nope!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

a few times! if not verbatim plagiarism, then definitely have had entire original concepts/plots lifted & reused that are very identifiable lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes!! most commonly into spanish and russian, but have also had some translated into mandarin and farsi which is super cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

not formally!

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

i have love for a lot of pairings but wangxian definitely ate my brain the most and for longest.....and there they remain

15. What is a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

hmmmm....i was about 20k into a giant merthur fix-it time travel fic in like 2018 and gave up on it and i'll never finish it but wish i had!

16. What are your writing strengths?

i've been told i have a nice turn of phrase!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

describing setting.......action sequences.......those are the two i most actively have to work at to make them sound normal and integrated with the rest of the prose lol. i think i can also fall into the trap of gratuitous overdescription pretty easily

18. Thoughts of writing dialogue in another language in fics?

i think it depends on the context but can be really effective if it's done correctly and respectfully! (if you're a non-native speaker, that is)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

honestly it was warrior cats. followed by twilight fanfiction i submitted to a local newspaper

20. Favorite fic you have written?

i tend to be more critical of past fics than not, but there are quite a few i'm fond of because i admittedly write to my own tastes but i'm especially fond of "make me whole, make me new," which is wlw wangxian!

tagging @yuklaa, @fruitdaze, @englishsub, @dcyiyou, @megafaunatic, @rcmclachlan and whoever wants to do it!

#tumblr games #about me

[stop-spreading-this-poll]

Round 1 Poll 77: Lesbian

Worm/Parahumans submission:

Lisa Wilbourn being a lesbian, not aroace. She says in Worm that she's not interested in relationships, and by the time of Ward she realizes that she was just using her power as an excuse to not wonder why she didn't feel the feelings everyone said she was supposed to feel. (Not her exact wording, maybe I'm projecting a little, but she clarified that it wasn't her power. It was as close to a canon ""I'm aroace"" statement as one can make without using the words aromantic or asexual.) I've pretty much given up on stopping people from shipping Lisa, even though the characters people ship her with all have better wlw ships, but can you at least stop pretending there's any canon support for shipping the aroace queen of Brockton Bay?

Portal submission:

The idea that Chell is both mute and that she’s lesbian for GLaDOS like, okay, fine, Chell is meant to be a proxy for the player to project themselves onto, that’s fair, but the fans keep treating it like it’s canon when it’s not. Just look at what the developers have to say: Interviewer: ”If all the test subjects were prisoners, does that make Chell a murderer? Is that why she’s so good at it?” Erik Wolpaw: “No, she’s just super focused. I always thought of her as pissed all the time, that’s why she never says anything. For Gordon, there’s no real reason why he doesn’t say anything, but Chell doesn’t like these robots and doesn’t even want to dignify their shenanigans with a response. She’s just storming through this place PISSED.” - Portal 2 Official Guidebook Erik Wolpaw: “My personal idea is that Chell can talk, but she’s just kind of pissed the whole time. She just doesn’t like robots. She doesn’t want to give them the satisfaction of ever responding to their nonsense.” (https://archive.is/20130104035703/http://arts.nationalpost.com/2011/04/19/qa-with-portal-2-writers-erik-wolpaw-and-jay-pinkerton/#selection-2297.0-2361.55) Erik Wolpaw: “I always had this feeling of Chell is a character who’s just pissed off the entire time and having to do this, and just not giving them the pleasure of saying anything. She probably can talk.” (https://web.archive.org/web/20110717195941/http://www.vg247.com/2011/03/14/wolpaw-players-dont-care-about-portals-chell/) The Escapist: ""Wolpaw doesn't feel that people are actually invested in Chell as a character, and instead relate to the game world through her shell as themselves. Wolpaw admits that Chell can definitely talk, but added: ""She just chooses not to, what with the robots all being dicks. Why give them the satisfaction?"" (https://web.archive.org/web/20110511090046/http://www.escapistmagazine.com/news/view/109845-Valve-Portals-Chell-is-Silent-Because-Its-Funnier)

#stop spreading this insert fandom here poll #worm #parahumans #lisa wilbourn #portal #portal chell #chell

[queer-starwars-bracket]

Queer Star Wars Characters (Round 2): General Bracket Match 30

Matthea “Matty” Cathley | Identity: wlw | Media: The High Republic Phase II

Matty Cathley was the talkative (and ADHD-coded) padawan of Master Leebon, the Jedi Order’s representative to Jedha’s convocation of the Force. Matty was assigned to introduce Vildar Mac to Jedha, causing her to spend the lead up to and the Battle of Jedha by his side. She ended up defending the bar Enlightenment from rioters and enforcer droids. During the battle, her master was consumed by the Leveler. Vildar became her new master. After the battle, she was assigned to investigate the Path of the Open Hand with Oliviah Zeveron. She had a crush on Oliviah, and the mission reignited that. However, she was eventually able to process her star-struckness. Their investigation put them right in the middle of the Night of Sorrow. During the battle, when being attacked by the Leveler, Matty was able to push through its fear effect.

Cohmac Vitus | Identity: mlm | Media: The High Republic Phase I

Cohmac Vitus was a Jedi scholar with an interest in folklore and cultural studies. Due to the Great Disaster, his trip to Starlight Beacon was disrupted and he, with his friend Orla Jareni, the two Jedi padawans, and the crew of the ship they were traveling with were left stranded on an ancient Drengir infested space station. Mistaking the Sith alchemy keeping the Drengir dormant for a disturbance in the Force, he was part of removing the statues sealing the beasts and then putting them back, at least slowing the spread of the Drengir across the galaxy. During that adventure, he grew close with the padawan Reath Silas, and took him as his padawan after Reath’s master’s death. They spent their time traveling the galaxy, securing cultural artifacts from planets experiencing conflict and doing comparative folklore studies- a good way to get the studious Reath out into the field. Together they investigated a Nihil plan to build a mass shadow generator and the raiders’ infiltration of Corellia. 

Ever since the death of his master when he was a padawan, the Jedi’s pro-death theology never felt right with him. He spent over a decade pushing down his grief (the one emotion the Jedi actually aren’t allowed to feel), and while his adventures on the Amaxine Statione allowed him to come to work through his feelings, it left him even more uncertain of his path as a Jedi. He also doubted the idea that the Dark Side wasn’t to be studied. He also didn’t think the Jedi Order was suitable in a galaxy consumed by the Nihil. After hearing Kantam’s story about leaving the Order and feeling Orla’s death during the destruction of Starlight Beacon, he decided to leave the Order. He knighted his padawan and then gave Reath his lightsaber before hitting the bricks.

#star wars #sw #the high republic #sw thr #sw thr phase i #sw thr phase ii #matty cathley #cohmac vitus

[violetvalor]

Tag 9 people you'd like to get to know better. Tagged by @0palesce

Last song

That's The Way I Like It....for Metal Harbor, by Jun Senoue and the SEGA sound team. from the sonic adventure 2 battle soundtrack lmao

Currently reading

nothing presently, but most recently I was reading fanfiction, and before that I read the first three books in the Shapeshifters series by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes. I loved them as a kid and it was really fun to re-read them as an adult <3

Currently watching

for background noise I've had either Community or Modern Family on, otherwise nothing new :(

Current obsession

i just started playing stardew valley again and i can feel my brain latching on, so probably another round of three different farms across three different platforms, you know, like a normal person

ty for tagging me friend ilu!!!! uhhhh they already tagged everyone I would have tagged, sooo no obligation to do it but I'll tag a few of my favorite blogs for funs: @terramassakin @magicalgirlshana @sergle @wlw-cryptid @esinahkabanjo @butchshebear and also my pretty boy gf 💖💖💖 @fourhologram 💖💖💖

#personal #eheheh i like these tbh #i am cringe but i am free

[victimsofyaoipoll]

As sokn as you vlosed submissions and started the polls i entered a new fandom and now i have 4 new characters to add (two are a wlw walking so a mlm can run relationship 🙄) anyway cant wait for victims round 2

There will be a round two eventually! But first there's going to be one for the losers of round 1!

#not poll

[nyx-b-log]

been another busy week so i've had less time to read than normal but sometimes that's just how it is 🤷‍♀️

finished skulduggery pleasant playing with fire and enjoyed it, of course. love whenever things that are going to be important later (which is more than i thought, actually) get casually dropped and i'm like a-ha! also have to give a shoutout to rupert degas' version of billy ray sanguine, was fucking fantastic. it hit all the right beats, definitely the way to experience the character.

the faceless ones (book three) isn't available until at least next week, so i tried a non-fiction book on magic but couldn't stand the person reading it so moved on to the girls are never gone by sarah glenn marsh. it's a YA horror about a girl who's started a ghost hunting podcast and goes up to investigate an old house in the middle of renovation and the mysterious drowning of a teenager 30 years earlier. there's also a wlw romance. it's okay so far, the insta-crush at the start was pretty egregious but other than that it's basically what i was expecting (which isn't necessarily a bad thing). the main character also has type-1 diabetes and how she handles it comes up fairly often, which is nice to see, and the love interest is of puerto rican descent.

the traitor baru cormorant continues (i'm honestly not that much further on from where i was. like i said, busy week) and i really do need to stress a content warning i sort of breezed over last time: there is on-page frequent homophobia, depictions of conversion therapy, and grappling with the direct impacts of colonialism. it's unpleasant (but well-written). bear that in mind before going in. on a lighter note it's also a book where you have to be paying attention, so maybe reading it in a way that's less spaced out than what i've been doing would be a better idea 😅

there's gonna be no new manga for a while (ace attorney investigations 2 has all of my attention rn) but! i ordered some books last week and they came the other day, so i now have (most of) jujutsu kaisen (v excited to get round to that) and the bonus mushishi story, which looks beautiful and i can't wait to read it. the picture isn't quite doing it justice

that's it for this week! things are back to normal next week, so hopefully i can get some more reading done!

#bookblr #reading #books #skulduggery pleasant #playing with fire #the girls are never gone #the traitor baru cormorant #jujutsu kaisen #mushishi #very happy to be bringing that tag back #look at it! #it's also bound in some sort of nice material so it feels pleasant to touch #i'll get the other jjk volumes at some point #i've put the order in but i don't think they'll get here until next month #anywho #scheduled

[loveoversense]

OKAY. OKAY OKAY OKAY. FIRST THOUGHTS IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER. BEWARE SPOILERS!

Just some bullet points. Will get back to this tonight probably when my phone isn't dying. These points follow no distinct chronological order because that's for the neurotypicals and I haven't taken my meds today.

1- MEREDITH. YOU'RE RIGHT AND YOU SHOULD SAY IT. MY WLW QUEEN.

2- in addition to that, Mia, oh my darling you broke my heart.

3- I know people wanted a book adaptation and some are disappointed that that isn't what this show is. It's based on teh books, but it's not a direct adaptation. And I get that this goes against what some people wanted, but I actually quite enjoy it. I think it makes it easier to enjoy the show for me. I'm not an adaptation purist to begin with but I'm just kinda experiencing this show as an AU of the books and in and of itself, that makes the story actually pretty good!

4- that was the lead in for this point, I love more self-actualized Rose! In the books we never dive as deeply into the fact just how deeply disturbing the premise of the word building is with the roles of Dhampirs and Moroi. Rose was supposed to be a rebel in the books even, questioning and standing up to authority, but this only ever happened within the confines of the society. I feel like her actions in the series are actually more true to the way her character was described in he books. If you are questioning authority, you would eventually come to the conclusion that you don't have a place in this society as is, and therefore need to leave.

5- Mason, you're adorable. You're so sweet.. I already feel bad for you because I get it, but also, see point 1.

6- Romitri my heart. I love this, because it shows their relationship is deeper than just romantic attraction. They communicate without words, they know each other on such a deeply intimate way, how the other thinks, feels. Just, so much props again for the actors here.

7- Rose wants to say goodbye, only if she told Dimitri he'd be even more culpable so instead she says 'see you 'round' and the little slip up of 'Roza' nearly made me keel over

8- Seeing his room gives her a whole new appreciation for how much she was asking him to give up from his worldview in the course of a day or two (my man has an ALTAR in his room ffs) immediately followed by a semi Realisation that he has in fact given up a lot of that for her. He chose her, after all. He didn't fight back. He's keeping mum about Sasha. Truly OTP goals.

9- Mason didn't just go to Dimitri and tell him about Rose and him from the good of his heart. He's a sweet guy, but he needed to prove to himself that he had 'won'. Rose chose him. Right. Right? And here's our comrade. The ever honorable Guardian Belikov, ready to face down his fate in the dungeons and who knows what after, because he chose to lie to protect Rose. He will never back down from that decision. But when this novice comes by, novice in more ways than one, looking for reassurance from Dimitri that he'd won this silent competition for this incredible woman, Dimitri can't help himself. I believe he meant it when he said he never wanted Rose to know what was happening to him. He knows that she would feel guilty or try to get him out by taking the blame, but he is genuinely of the opinion that he is the only one responsible for his situation. But telling Mason that, spelling out for him that if put to the test, Rose would always choose Dimitri? That was a little mean Comrade. That 'fuck you' was earned.

10- Doesn't mean it wasn't true though Mason. Which I'm afraid you're gonna find out the hard way.

11- Dimitri is already walking away, leaving Mason with his defeat when he gets the insult slung at his back and it makes him stop for half a second. I wonder what Kieron's face did as Dimitri in that moment. He's so good at acting out a character who doesn't speak much like Dimitri. I wonder if it was a grim smile of this final victory over the man running off with the love of his life or whether it was more a sigh of acquiescence, admitting to both himself and Mason that yeah, he's fucked. But he's okay with his choices here.

12- more thoughts to come! Sometime later today lol

#vampire academy spoilers #vampire academy #dimitri belikov #romitri #rose hathaway #spoilers #vatv #vatv show spoilers #lissa dragomir #Vatv 1x09

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Hi, hi, hello. This week, we’re honoring a-spec folks—happy Monday to ace, aro, agender, grey, and demi folks, and to all folks who identify with the a-spec umbrella. Happy Monday also to all other the LGBTQIA+ folks reading this.

Your prompts for this week are:

What’s your favorite food, and why is it garlic bread?

You find a magical bow and arrow—what/who do you aim for, and what happens when you hit your mark?

Remember, these prompts are for everyone, whether we’re wearing your colors on Pride+ this week or not! Share with the class by tagging #not just in june, or don’t! We’re not the boss of you &lt;3

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Hi, hi, hello. This final week of Pride, we’re honoring the gays, the lesbians, the mlm, the wlw, the nblnb, and anyone who sits at that loving table. Happy Monday to you. Happy Monday also to all other LGBTQIA+ folks reading this. Your prompts for this week are:

What’s something you’d totally travel a whole day for?

What’s something that’s just neat about you?

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Hi, hi, hello. This week, we’re honoring trans, non-binary, genderqueer, and gender-nonconforming folks. Happy Monday to trans, non-binary, genderqueer, and GNC folks, and all folks who identify differently from how they were assigned at birth. Happy Monday also to all other LGBTQIA+ folks reading this. Your prompts for this week are:

What’s a gif or screenshot of a moment that brings you joy in any game, movie, show, book, or play?

What shape is your gender euphoria?

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Hi, hi, hello. This week, we’re honoring bi and pan folks. Happy Monday to all bisexual, biromantic, pansexual, panromantic, and omni folks. Happy Monday also to all other LGBTQIA+ folks reading this. Your prompts for this week are:

Rhyme time! What rhymes with how you identify?

Who’s your favorite [identity] headcanon?

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[mommymothma]

It's that time again I'm dropping something

But no, it's not a new part to The New Manda'lor, sorry. This next part is very particular and I want to get it right.

That being said, I am providing content for a WLW ship that is severely lacking in content so... a win is a win?

Anyway, here is Celadon, Part one. Also available on AO3 Hope and Love Chapter 2

Mon Mothma x Kleya Marki

Celadon Part 1

Trigger warning, mentions of sexual assault

Rated M

"I don't think I've ever seen you dress up," Mon said, looking Kleya up and down.

"I dress for work all the time." Kleya argued, swirling her glass. 

"Sure, but not like this." Mon had admittedly been blown away when she saw her. Kleya was almost always in the same clothes or same style. She often stuck to dark blues and grays, perhaps the odd white or red strip of color. 

But she'd never been in green before, or at least not in front of Mon Mothma.

It was still a muted shade, but it stood out enough to catch her eye. She'd put money on it that Perrin would ping the color as Sage Green, but Mon on the other hand suspected a nice Celadon. 

"We shouldn't even be talking," Kleya told her, trying to look inconspicuous but failing miserably. 

Deep down Mon knew she was right, but she'd been having a hard week. 

Everyday she'd get home and have to gaslight Perrin into thinking there were rumors of his gambling addiction. And every day she wished those rumors would come to fruition. It would be so much easier for her, but alas, the work was never done. 

"Kleya if you keep looking around like an Owl in the daylight people are going to get suspicious. Just relax for another forty-five minutes and then you're home free. Luthen will make his appearance and no one will be looking at you."

"Except Luthen is always late." Kleya said abruptly.

Another true statement. But he was a man of the minute, he did things as they came to him. It was efficient but unpredictable.

To be perfectly fair Mon had no idea where they were and why. Every Friday she was invited to something or other and she didn't keep track anymore. When the car pulled up out front she knew to throw on nice clothes and smile and the driver would take her to whatever party her assistant accepted the RSVP to. 

When she'd walked in she made her rounds, she talked to three senators before she was offered her first drink. Seven senators by her second drink, and she was to a total of seventeen on her third. On her way to find number four she'd found Luthen's shopkeeper attempting to fade into a corner. 

"Well why don't you try to actually sell some stuff. Make some money for… Luthen's Projects." 

"Because I'm off the clock and here as a courtesy. If Luthen wants to sell old junk to rich people then he should come here and do it himself."

"Charming as ever, Kleya." Mon told her. 

"Why don't we get another drink? You don't seem to be a fan of the wine."

"Oh this water with dye in it." Kleya answered, finishing the glass with a shrug. 

"Why?"

"On the job. Don't want to inhibit my thinking." 

"Right because then you might agree to do this for free," Mon said, catching the other woman in her own trap.

Kleya rolled her eyes ever so slightly. The eye roll of a professional. 

"I heard about your daughter," she started, "she's really going back to Chandrila huh?"

The sinking feeling at the bottom of Mon's gut returned. For a brief moment she'd forgotten about her daughter's choices, and now she was blindsided by it all over again. 

"Let me guess," Kleya said, moving to stand right in front of her, "she thinks it's romantic." 

"It would appear so."

"Did you tell her otherwise?" 

Mon stayed quiet, not willing to admit the answer. 

She loved her daughter, and she hated that she was making this decision. But it was an overwhelming positive thing for the sake of the rebellion. That's one less set of eyes on Mon.

She hated how rational it was. She hated that she was the one who had to make this sacrifice. 

"I'm really sorry," Kleya told her, "I know you've been trying to keep her as far away from… that, as possible." 

Mon smiled, glancing at the other end of the room where her husband made small talk with a businessman. 

"Thank you Kleya." She said, heartwarmed a bit at the idea that someone acknowledged her suffering. 

"I think I'm going to leave." Kleya said, prying herself from the wall.

"Now?"

"Yeah, I have a sense Luthen is doing something more important without me. He needs supervision."

"I should come with you," Mon Mothma argued, knowing the attempt was futile. 

"You don't believe that's a good idea," Kleya told her, snatching a glass of Champagne off a waiting Droid as it passed. 

"I know, I guess I'm jealous you're not trapped here." She explained, accepting the glass Kleya handed her. 

"Change is coming, Mon. But you know better than anyone we have to be patient. We might not even be around to see it, but the spark on Aldhani set a fire, and it's spreading."

"And it must be extinguished," Mon said, her voice slightly raised. A man to her left looked at her, raised his glass with a nod. She accepted the gesture, satisfied with her ability to cover their tracks. 

"I agree," Kleya said, "because it's a lot harder to put out a fire than a spark. More expensive too, and the last thing we want are higher taxes." 

Mon smiled, a slight chuckle building at the edge of her mouth. 

"Speaking of Aldhani, are we?" Perrin asked, surprising her by placing a hand on her shoulder. 

"Oh, yes, it's truly awful what happened. Betrayed by their own General. It makes you think about how many more… abolitionist terrorists are out there."  She told him. 

Kleya eyed Perrin skeptically. Mon could see the other woman's visual analysis on her face. 

And Kleya did not look impressed.

"Saw Gerrera and his 'rebellion' are nothing but ants. They can't touch us here. They'll continue to blow things up and make scenes on outer rim worlds, but that's all they'll ever be." Perrin told them, and Mon wanted to roll her eyes.

Saw Gerrera was not the only spark. 

There were other snakes in the emperor's garden. 

"I don't believe we've met," Perrin said, extending a hand to Kleya. Mon watched as the icy woman took it, undoubtedly using a firmer hand then her husband. 

"Perrin Fertha," he said.

"Kleya Marki." She replied, retracting her hand. 

"Do you know each other?" He asked.

"Kleya works with Luthen at the treasures and antiques place I like. She sold me your birthday gift."

"Ah, you have good taste Kleya. In both art and career. Luthen's work is well renowned and highly valuable. I appreciate the work you do." 

Kleya smiled, going as far as to add a small curtsey.

Mon couldn't wait to tell Luthen. 

"Well I try. I like to say that every piece tells a story, and my job is to do my best to convey that story to the customer. I must be pretty good because your wife keeps coming back." 

Perrin just smiled, taking Mon's shoulder and attempting to usher her away.

"Just give me a moment, would you dear? I have another matter to discuss with Ms Marki regarding Luthen's new Alderaan collection.

"Of course, join me by the stairs when your finished. I have some friends I would like to introduce you to."

When he was out of earshot, Mon returned her attention to Kleya, who seemed to be chomping at the bit to leave. 

"Sorry about that," Mon apologized. 

"Why? You're not responsible for his behavior."

Mon smiled, but it wasn't a typical smile. It was more of an acceptance of defeat than anything. 

"I shouldn't have talked to him that way," Kleya said, "I'm sure I just caused you trouble."

"It's okay, I'll manage. I wish you were around more often, it would take the heat off me." 

"You know where to find me." Kleya told her plainly.

The words rolled off the tongue like an invitation, but Mon wasn't sure to what. 

"You should go," Kleya told her. "Don't worry about me, or Luthen. Go appease the senate, senator." 

Before Mon could reply Kleya reached forward, extending a hand to the edge of her face, brushing past it to her ear.

Ever so gently Kleya rotated her earring, fixing the position it had mistakenly shifted to.

"Can't be anything less than perfect, can we?" Kleya whispered in her ear as she moved. 

Mon simply sighed, shaking her head. 

"I'll see you around, Senator." Kleya told her, before removing herself from her corner and disappearing into the crowd. 

Mon took a second to collect herself, then followed the cold trail left by Perrin towards what was undoubtedly another round of his friends making political or sexual passes at her. 

Passes he would ignore. 

And for longer than a moment she wished Kleya had stayed with her, even if only to share the burden. 

#andor #mon mothma x kleya #mon mothma #star wars #i just really like them okay #i just want mon to be happy

[dykemisspiggy]

a wlw remake of leap year would be sO GOOD I must ask what other wlw remakes are you considering

Hiii!!! You have just given me an opportunity to ramble about my two favourite things combined (rom coms and being gay) so strap in you're getting the manifesto lol

Penelope (2006)

It just makes sense

The themes are literally self acceptance and self love!!!

It's my wlw remakes I get to choose who's gay

French Kiss (1995)

Not a lot of people know this one and the actual film is not great but the bones are there!!

In this one a woman travels to France to confront her fiancé who has left her for a woman he met there

She meets a French guy when she gets there who is going to help her get her man back but then they fall in love (oversimplified but yeah)

NOW IMAGINE IF THEY WERE BOTH WOMEN*

Like???? Woman* helps other woman* to understand how she can make him love her again, falls in love with her instead - transcendant

Also it could be drastically improved by casting a French actor to play the love interest (Kevin Kline ily but your French is just a bit too American)

Falling Inn Love

Another absolutely trash rom com - American woman gets cheated on and loses her job, drunkenly enters a contest to win an inn in New Zealand, wins, finds it needs a lot of work, falls in love with small town NZ and also the hunky handyman helping her fix the place up.

We as queers deserve trash rom coms

Also this one would be incredibly easy to flip, all you have to do is change handyman to not a man and we're good

OPPORTUNITY TO SEE BUTCH LADY* USE MUSCLES

You've Got Mail (1998)/Shop Around the Corner (1940)

These are 2 for 1 because the former was inspired by the latter

This one is an obvious candidate for a wlw remake imo

Maybe I'm just a slut for a slow(ish) burn, love being right under your nose, and rivals to lovers but there's just something so beautiful about watching two people choose to love each other. Now imagine if they were wlw 🤯

The Wedding Planner (2001)

Again an absolutely trash film but we deserve mindless mush goddammit

I just think this had the possibility to be a better film given a few tweaks

First of which being the removal of the white saviour elements

I always loved the way this movie dealt with the bride and groom's break up, it's a very mature conversation in which they both decide they're getting married for all the wrong reasons and value each other much more as friends which would be nice to see in a wlw context

As I'm envisioning this narrative between 2 wlw of colour this would probably be done best by someone who is not me

Just Wright (2010)

This is another one which would best be made by someone else

But with how much we've been enjoying watching the women's euros and the commonwealth games (women doing amazing things 😳) I think we're due a sports wlw rom com

This movie is gorgeous tho, I recommend romance fans to watch it if you haven't already

First Daughter (2004)/Chasing Liberty (2004)

These are together because they are the same movie

WLW DESERVE TURN YOUR BRAIN IN AT THE DOOR ENTERTAINMENT

I reckon in the wake of Happiest Season, this would be the easiest to get made

The premise is not too challenging to the more conservative of the world but just subversive enough for the studios to feel rebellious

It's a wlw brain-rotting movie for people who don't like Christmas

Opportunity to see women* in suits what more could you want?

Sorry it took me so long to get round to this but I saw your ask and my brain promptly deleted every film I had ever seen in my life 😂

*None of the characters necessarily have to be women, the time has come for non-binary romantic leads.

#thank you so much for the ask!! #afoxnamedmulder

[tasteslikevequill]

This is going to just be a ramble of all my current thoughts and obsessions. (I'm sick, loosing my mind.)

(Edited to have a cut, now that I've discovered them!)

One, Tamagotchi are unbelievably charming. I don't know what about them hitches to me so well, but, perhaps it just digs into that itch of mine to be caring over something... (Even if I don't always do a good job at raising them. Especially the vintage re-releases.)

As of right now, my collection consists of three re-releases. Two gen 2 re-releases, and one gen 1 re-release.

Then, I have one nano tamagotchi -- which is demon slayer. I've never watched the anime, but I did recognize the character. (This one actually passed away today, my bad lil' man...)

Then I have two color Tamagotchi, the newer releases of the Tamagotchi Pix and Tamagotchi Uni. I actually bought a case for both of them, but only one has arrived in the mail. It's extremely adorable.

I've had three generations on my Tamagotchi Uni so far, and two generations on my Tamagotchi Pix.

I'm currently fixated on the Tamagotchi Angel, I love the concept. I also really want one of the Tamagotchi Connections, thought I'm not sure which generation I would get first...

I used to have a hello kitty nano, but, I gave it away to a friend during Christmas. I think she'll take better care of the lil' thing anyway. (It was just sitting in my little back I keep all my batteries, tamagotchi, and their instructions in. Christmas was the reason I got back into my collection again.)

Two, Women.

Specifically women x women relationships. Me? Myself? I'm a man, but the depictions and artwork I see of these wlw relationship just resonates somewhere so deep within my soul. The artwork itself nuzzles this warm feeling into my stomach. It's beautiful. I'm always making homophobic jokes about lesbians (as a man with a preference for men,) but at the end of the day.

Their so beautiful. Their love is beautiful, it can be shown in such a raw and pure way and the woman / feminine body is the true meaning of natural beauty.

Their enchanting, and two of them showing love and care for each other in a world that opposes and exploits them? Sitting naked together in each other's embrace, simply in love? It rings so hard. It shakes me.

Women are beautiful. They are so so gorgeous.

Three, Animal Crossing.

I bought wild world for the 3DS. The console I have itself is a New 2DS XL. (That one handheld known for its sleak rounded corners and blue and black exterior.)

It should be arriving tomorrow, so, hopefully that's fun. I really love immersive games. Immersive games comfort and draw me in, maybe it's escapism.

I wish there was more character to the villagers, like how New Leaf gave me a taste of it. I've heard Wild World is one of the best in the series and I'm excited to play it.

New horizons is pretty cool, considering it was the second thing that introduced me to the franchise and got me so attached to it. But, what originally started me was actually Pocket camp... (I'm so upset that my phone isn't compatible for it. Why do games just... Not like my current phone model?)

New Horizons -- is great for the creative, but it's not very immersive after a while. But it's a good game to play when just winding down.

New leaf, you have to be consistent for things to progress. And I am... Definitely not. But there's a lot of charm in it, I love the mini games.

Genji is my favorite (if not noticeable by the fact that he's literally my profile picture...)

Also, can we just talk about Tipper T. Bunny for a moment? So many people theorize about him not actually being a bunny, but I think otherwise. Considering we have characters like Stitches that are definitely stuffed animals operating as actual animals. I think Tipper is similar to him, in a sense, but a lot more self conscious about it.

He reminds me of those stuffed animal bags that you can use as a purse and open on their back, which can be pretty popular around Easter time.

It would be a little embarrassing if you could be opened like a bag, wouldn't it? I think it just endears me to the character, honestly, with that perspective at least. Him being self conscious, which could explain his moping and sighs when no ones looking.

He's cute, really. The same could be said even if he is another animal or human wearing a costume, he's self conscious of his actual self but feels unfulfilled pretending to be something else? So he plays up his positivity and caves when alone? Is it a job that he had to settle for?

Cutie patootie...

I wish that feature of Villagers gaining crushes still was in the games, despite never experiencing it for myself. It sounds cute, and they would never have to make it more 'explicit.' (With obvious confessions or asking the player out.)

But like, imagine one of your villagers randomly complimenting you with the blushing emote. "Wow, [user], you look... Wow."

And then moving on with their day. It would be so sweet. And the smug villagers in new leaf had something like that, it was a little shocking but it hit.

Tom Nook is so underrated too? Like, actually. Tom Nook is a lot kinder than he's made out to be, even thought he was quite 'rude' in past games.

I love all of the characters. Even Isabelle and she used to tick me off, due to the fact in New Horizons she didn't have much of a role nor any time to spend with her once she arrived. Just... Straight to her being there. Her taking over the announcements helped this, though.

But once I played new leaf, I understood the hype for her. Which is kind of sad, she deserves to have the build up in New horizons too.

And her brother? Their so cute.

I'm actually a little obsessed with Amiibo cards at the moment as well. I have about 40 of them, with most of them being Season 5 due to that being the easiest to obtain in my area. (Found them at a target, and I had a target gift card from Christmas...)

I do really like collecting things...

This is literally just my mind rolling and me spewing whatever words come out, if that's not obvious.

Four, Sickness.

I'm sick. Again. I actually almost freaked out yesterday due to the fact I was forced to go to a hospital, I'm very tired of going to clinics and getting swab tested. But, it wasn't that bad.

The nurse was actually quite goofy and if I wasn't feverish and just wanting to lay down and sleep, I would of goofed along. He was very kind and made sure you knew you could count on him. The doctor had the same sort of vibe to him, generally just really cozy hospital staff.

It was nice considering I was dying inside and very displeased to have to go through that (getting swabbed while having a sore throat, COVID tested, flu tested... Again. I've had the throat swab so many times, I know techniques for it.)

My tonsils/throat is the first thing to be inflamed whenever I get sick. So I've talked with people about getting my tonsils removed, because they just seem to cause me issues.

(I got a positive test for Strep throat and had a tempture of 101. Although my fever did break this morning!)

Five, sonic.

Look, as much as I love sonic... I am struggling to bad to keep up with him right now. (Which is ironic, since he's so fast.)

I wanna watch Sonic Prime, but movies and shows stress me out. It's kind of why I prefer immersive or cozy games instead. That, or books. Because I can walk away from a book and come back when I'm calm or in a comfortable enough mindset to continue.

I loved Season one of Sonic Prime and it became my comfort show, but watching beyond the first season has become a major struggle for me.

I'm not entirely sure why. But I do have some guesses.

Also... One of the best sonic things I've read was a fan fiction. You do NOT play with fanfic authors, it is either the most down bad and criminal thing ever, or the most beautifully crafted story you will ever cherish between your hands as you scroll on your phone at midnight and realize it's suddenly six in the morning. And your fighting the urge to lay down because there's only three chapters left...

Sure, it was Sonic x Shadow. (Not my go to ship, since I don't ship Sonic with other characters. I enjoy the idea of Sonic and Amy having tried to be a couple in the past, and it not working out, but making them closer best friends. Or maybe even, Knuckles and Rouge? It's cute. As long as their isn't weird age gaps or explicit or non-explicit incest (example, Sonic x tails. They have a brotherly bond and I would consider that 'non-explicit' incest due to them not actually being siblings. But it has a weird age gap and very uncomfortable power dynamic even if they saw each other as equals, so I am not for it.) Besides this, I'm really down for any ship.

But it was a slow burn that was so well written? Like, woah???

It's currently not finished but has such a rich story that reminds me of beauty and the beast that it just... Wow.

Slow burns are my cup of tea, for sure.

... Okay okay, I think that's enough 'useless' ranting.

#animal crossing #tamagotchi #women appreciation #sickness #sonic the hedgehog #ramblings #rant post #have a good day

[teacupfulofstarshine]

you're the pink in my cheeks (i'm a little bit soft)

summary: "and i know we'll never grow old together / cause you'll never grow old to me / you're the pink in my cheeks / and i love that it means i'm a little bit soft / you're the pink in my cheeks / and i love that it means i'm a little bit soft"

- "monster," marceline (adventure time)

(OR: 5.4k of soft domestic lesbian!analogical, featuring lesbian!moceit, trans male!remus, trans female!roman, and Gay Shenanigans)

a/n: huge thank you to dandie for beta'ing this fic!

i just wanted to write wlw is that so wrong of me? no. no it is not.

CW: alcohol mentions, a few sex jokes, swearing, one implied instance of potential sexual activity (although it doesn't go any farther than making out; if you want to skip that part, skip the section that starts with "Did you get the right kind of popcorn?")

word count: ~5.4k

read it on ao3!!

“I think I may be going insane,” Logan says, squinting at her laptop screen. Virginia, hanging upside-down in the armchair, looks up from her phone and blinks.

“And why is that?”

“Because I am starting to agree with Rosie’s anti-Florida agenda.”

“I didn’t realize that there was an anti-Florida agenda.”

“Rosie has one, and I have always thought it facetious. However, if this laboratory does not start sending me my requested samples and information in a timely manner, I will be forced to concede that Rosie may have . . . a point.”

“You, agreeing with a lit major? I never thought I’d see the day,” Virginia teases. Logan initially resists the urge to stick her tongue out or flip Virginia off, because that would be childish, but then she remembers that Virginia does not care about her childishness, so she sticks her tongue out. Virginia snorts with laughter, and Logan feels warm, fizzy pop-rocks bursting in her chest.

Her phone buzzes next to her, and she picks it up. There’s a new message blinking for her attention on the screen.

[from: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

a, b, or c

[to: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

. . . What?

[from: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

*rolls eyes*

[from: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

i need you to make a selection, logan. a, b, or c.

[to: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

I am confused. What am I selecting between?

[from: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy

[to: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

Yes. I would like to know. That is why I asked you.

[to: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

Also, I am not a meteorologist. Or a boy.

[from: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

it’s a meme, i’m sure v will be happy to show you the og. but first: make a choice

[to: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

Option B, I suppose?

[from: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

vodka it is!

[to: snesbian (snake lesbian)]

Wait, what?

Her phone buzzes again, another text thread lighting up, and Logan abandons the now-fruitless conversation with Jan to see that her wife has texted.

[from: soda poppy]

y is jan fillin a thermos with vodka and sayin u gave her the go ahead? >:(

[to: soda poppy]

I am unsure. She texted me asking me to make a choice between “a, b, and c” with no context given. When I eventually selected “b,” she excitedly mentioned vodka and logged off.

[from: soda poppy]

her an remy r going 2 a pta meeting tonight an i guess they’re goin drunk

[to: soda poppy]

Is that a . . . normal occurrence?

[from: soda poppy]

sadly yeah

[to: soda poppy]

Wait, is she even allowed to attend PTA meetings? You two don’t have any children?

[from: soda poppy]

she’s on the school board so she has the right 2 attend. idk if she’s supposed to or not but its never stopped her b4

“Everythin’ good over there?” Virginia asks.

“I believe I may have just enabled Jan to attend a PTA meeting drunk.” Virginia snorts, swiping at her phone.

“Good for her, honestly. The only reason she and Poppy live in that neighborhood is so that Jan can flaunt her wife in front of all the capital-s Straight people, because she’s a petty fuckin’ bitch.”

“That is a strange word choice for your best friend.”

“I hate Jan, she’s a bitch,” Virginia says, smirking fondly at her phone. Logan knows her girlfriend well enough to know that this statement is disingenuous, so she stands up, stretching her arms above her head, and leans down to drop a kiss onto Virginia’s forehead.

*~*~*~*~*

Logan blinks awake slowly, feeling for the position of her limbs. She’s on her left side, left arm tucked up under her pillow to cradle her head, wrapped in the thick comforter of their bed. Her right arm is slung across Virginia’s body, and her girlfriend is pressed up against her, head tucked right under Logan’s chin and face nestled into her neck and chest. Virginia breathes, slow and deep and even, and Logan hums, huffing out a soft exhale.

She carefully wiggles out of bed, tucking the comforter around Virginia’s curled-up form. Virginia grumbles when the cool morning air slips against her skin, because she is a foolish woman who insists upon sleeping in short shorts and a spaghetti-strap tank top no matter the current weather patterns. Logan wraps her up, making sure that she’s shifted into the middle of the warm divot of body heat, and Virginia settles in, asleep again in a heartbeat.

Logan turns to the corner chair, where her early-morning outfit is already laid out: athletic leggings, a sports bra, a moisture-wicking quarter zip jacket. She changes quietly, lights off, and tugs on a pair of ankle socks before slinking into the bathroom. Once the door is shut, she flicks on the soft lights over the vanity and carefully undoes her sleep braid. Normally, Virginia does Logan’s hair, because Logan is not good at dealing with her wavy, tangled, curly mess, but she won’t wake up her girlfriend for that. She can, at bare minimum, pull her hair up into a high ponytail for running purposes.

They live in a small town only a short walk (and even shorter bike ride) from the beach, full of little two-story brightly-colored beach cottages. Logan steps off her front porch, pulls out her phone, and quickly shoots a text.

[to: ginny <3]

I am headed to the beach for my weekly run. I will likely return before you wake up, but in case I do not: I will be back before 9 AM.

[to: ginny <3]

I love you <3

Logan kicks up the kickstand on her bike, runs her fingers over the glossy dark-blue paint flecked with white and silver and gold to mimic stars, and swings one leg over the bike seat. She carefully pedals out into the narrow road and heads for the beach. The cool early-morning air whips past her face, and she chances a glance up at the dark-blue-turning-light-blue-grey sky and smiles.

She’s always been an early-morning morning person, anyway.

*~*~*~*~*

Logan’s sneakers dig into the hard-packed wet sand along the water’s edge as she runs. Seagulls scatter in front of her, and the podcast Virginia recommended hums in her ear. The sun creeps up, up, up onto the horizon, coloring the blue-grey into streaks of brilliant pink and orange and gold, light reflecting off the water in resplendent diamond sparkles.

Logan runs half a mile down the beach, turns around, runs back to where she started and then runs half a mile in the other direction before turning around and running back to her starting point. By the time she’s bent over, hands on her knees, huffing out breath while her legs burn pleasantly, the sun has emerged fully from the ocean, and Logan is beginning to wish she had worn a visor.

She takes a moment to appreciate the sensory experiences of being on a nearly-abandoned beach: the scent of salt water, the sound of waves crashing against sand, the errant cries of gulls squabbling over fish. Their little beach is not nearly pristine enough for a tourist attraction, and too far north along the Atlantic coast to be warm year-round. Still, Logan loves it, and cannot imagine living anywhere else.

She hunts along the water’s edge as she walks, briefly, a cool-down before the bike ride home. She finds a few things worth photographing, a few crabs to shoo back into the ocean, and a few things worth gathering: an intact clam shell whose smooth curve runs unbroken from the heel of her palm to the tip of her index finger when she lays it flat in her hand, a light gray rock worn smooth by the waves that turns dark-gray-almost-black when wet, a small spiral shell that she thinks may have broken off of the top of a snail shell. Logan wraps all three things carefully in a small handkerchief from the little bag she keeps in her bike basket, pulling out her phone to note the time (8:37 AM) and the message notification flashing at her.

[from: ginny<3]

dunno why you insist on being a morning person. stop by the dunkin on your way back and get us breakfast?

[to: ginny<3]

You had Dunkin for breakfast three times this week. You should consume something healthy.

[from: ginny <3]

>:( >:( >:( >:(

[from: ginny <3]

counterpoint: you bringing me dunkin is better than me not eating breakfast at all. which is the alternative because i do not want to get up and prepare anything

[to: ginny <3]

Your womanly wiles will not work on me in regards to Dunkin breakfast.

[from: ginny <3]

bitch (affectionate)

[to: ginny <3]

Would you like me to make you breakfast on my return, beloved?

[from: ginny <3]

. . .

[from: ginny <3]

will you make me an omelette? with all the cheesy goo an shit?

[to: ginny <3]

I will make you an omelette with some degree of “cheese goo.”

Logan slides her phone into her pocket, huffing out a laugh at her girlfriend’s behavior, and hops onto her bike again.

*~*~*~*~*

“Your omelettes are always so much better than mine,” Virginia says, moaning as she sinks her teeth into an enormous bite of egg and cheese. Logan, calmly dicing bell peppers to mix into her own omelette, smiles.

“All food tastes better when it is prepared by someone who is not you.”

“You’ve clearly never had anything the twins have cooked.” Virginia takes another bite, pops a multivitamin into her mouth, and chases it down with a gulp of milk. “Besides, it tastes better because you made it.”

“I am not the most accomplished chef in the world, certainly, but I am glad you enjoy my cooking.”

Virginia laughs softly. “Lo, I like your food because it’s prepared by someone who loves me. I can taste the love in everything you make for me.”

Logan turns back to her peppers to hide her blush. “Love is not a measurable ingredient when cooking.” Virginia laughs again, louder this time; when Logan sets the knife down, she hears Virginia’s chair scrape out behind her as she stands, feels her arms wrap around her waist, feels the cool skin of her face press into her neck.

“Love you.”

*~*~*~*~*

“Stressful day at work?” Logan asks, hearing the door slam.

Virginia kicks off her flats, sending them flying into the wall with a clatter. Logan sets down her crochet project and moves toward the entrance of their house, where Virginia is shrugging off her rainjacket to reveal a mint-green Peter Pan-collared blouse and dark gray dress pants. “The stressiest.”

Logan takes the jacket and shakes it out on the tiled entranceway before hanging it on the hook. “I am sorry, beloved.”

“Lots of assessments, lots of parents who don’t understand why I’m assessing their kid, lots of parents insisting that there’s nothing wrong with their kid, or that there’s no way their kid could possibly have the deficits that I’m seeing. Like, I wouldn’t make this shit up, you know? Literally, let me help your child. You came to me, remember? I’m not in the habit of imposing myself onto people.”

“That sounds very stressful,” Logan says. She tries to picture a life where she spends all her time interacting with people she doesn’t know on a regular basis instead of her little corner of the university biochemistry lab where she only has to interact with three or four known people and her immediate supervisor, mostly by email. It sends icy fingers skittering down her spine.

“It is, I hate it. I mean, Kitty’s my supervisor until I get my C’s, so if I have problems I can consult with her, but like . . . why are people the way that they are.”

Logan stretches up and presses a gentle kiss to Virginia’s cheek. “I love you, Ginny.”

Virginia exhales and folds herself around Logan, draping her body over her girlfriend and going limp and boneless. “I don’t wanna be a real person for the rest of the night.”

“That can be arranged.”

“But it’s my night to make dinner.”

“I do not mind switching and having you make dinner tomorrow,” Logan says. “This is an acceptable deviation from the routine.” Virginia pushes her face into Logan’s neck, and Logan nuzzles the side of her head, and she sighs like the entire world has lifted off her chest.

*~*~*~*~*

(This is how it starts:

Logan, taking a class on British literature in her sophomore year because she needs to meet her core requirements. Logan, meeting Rosie, disagreeing with her on almost every single point she raises in class, hating when they’re paired up for their midterm project but earning the best grade in the class overall. Logan, seeing a text from Rosie about how her housemate needs people to participate in a research study for extra credit. Logan, making the long trek down to the health sciences building and seeing Virginia for the first time, thinking that she’s pretty and not knowing that she’ll be thinking that for the rest of her life.)

*~*~*~*~*

“Hello, gorgeous,” Virginia hums.

“Are you talking to me or to the mint plant?” Logan says, aggressively stabbing her pointer finger against the Delete key. It clacks loudly, and she mutters an insult under her breath. “I am going to set myself on fire. I swear to god, I am.”

“Obviously the mint plant,” Virginia says, turning and dropping a kiss on Logan’s head. “You okay, honey?” Logan grumbles more and shoves the laptop away from her with a disgruntled noise. Virginia moves the laptop away and leans over to kiss her forehead.

“I am trying to politely word an email whose essence boils down to, ‘If you do not send me my fucking samples in a timely manner, I am going to be forced to commit an Atrocity the likes of which this earth has never seen’,” Logan says.

Virginia laughs so hard that she sits down on the tiled kitchen floor, wiping tears from her eyes. “You are so funny,” she wheezes. Logan feels her irritation fade a little under the brightness of her girlfriend’s joy. “Let me see the email, I’m good at professional bullshitting.”

*~*~*~*~*

“Braid my hair!” Rosie says, throwing herself down onto the couch. Logan lifts her laptop up just in time to keep Rosie’s head from slamming into the keyboard.

“Ginny is your best bet for braids, Rosie. I have limited experience.”

“It doesn’t have to be fancy, It just has to be off my neck.”

Logan saves her document and sets her laptop on the coffee table, poking at Rosie’s ribs until she slides onto the floor and settles cross-legged between Logan’s thighs. “A comb and some hair-ties would be appreciated.”

“REMUS!” Rosie shouts.

“WHAT?”

“BRING ME A BRUSH AND SOME HAIR BANDS!”

“GET YOUR OWN!”

“I’m going to kill that man,” Rosie mutters, rolling to her feet. There are suspicious muffled thumping noises from the other room for a few minutes before Rosie emerges, victorious, hair somehow even messier than it was in the first place.

“You are the single loudest person I have ever met,” Logan sighs, taking the comb and the hair ties and beginning to drag it through Rosie’s curls. Rosie winces, just a little, at the pull of the comb, and Logan tries to be more gentle.

“Thank you!”

“I did not say that was a compliment.

“Hey!”

*~*~*~*~*

Logan tugs her sweatshirt sleeves down from where she’d rolled them up previously, shivering a little. Part of her wishes that she had worn leggings instead of capris as she drags the folding chair a little closer to the bonfire, toes dragging through the still-sun-warmed sand. The speaker set up on the food table blasts some sort of current pop music, and Rosie and Poppy dance around each other, chanting the lyrics at each other. They are both very loud and very off-key and, Logan suspects, fairly drunk as well. Remus is in the ocean (definitely buzzed, potentially naked) and Jan is standing at the edge of the ocean, watching to make sure he stays alive.

“Hey,” someone says, low and rumbling in her ear. Logan does not flinch (just barely) and turns to see Virginia, holding a plastic cup with a poorly-drawn sketch of the state of Virginia on it. Her hair is starting to come loose from its messy bun, and her sweater sleeves keep sliding down over her wrists and nearly dunking into her drink, and her breath smells sweet and alcoholic. When she lifts her hand to Logan’s cheek, her fingers are cool, and Logan shivers.

“How’s my girl?” Virginia asks.

“Cold,” Logan answers honestly. Virginia laughs, tipping her head back and exposing the long strip of her neck. Logan wants to lick it.

“You’re adorable,” Virginia says, leaning in and pressing her mouth against Logan’s ear. Her breath is warm and slightly damp. “So pretty, my Logan, and so smart. I bet you know exactly what chemical compounds are making the flames turn that color, hmmm?”

Logan can feel her face burning hotter than the bonfire, but Virginia just sits languidly in her lap, feet propped up on the armrest. Her toes are painted pale purple, and the glitter sparkles in the firelight.

“How many drinks have you had?” Logan asks.

“Enough to feel all tingly,” Virginia says, swirling whatever’s in her cup. “How many have you had?”

“None,” Logan answers honestly. Virginia leans her head against Logan’s shoulder, and her wispy frizz tickled Logan’s nose. She sneezes, and Virginia giggles in the high-pitched, superficial way she only giggles when she gets really, really drunk.

“You sound so cute when you sneeze.”

“I do not.”

“Of course you do,” and now Virginia is looking at her, eyes glowing warm in the firelight. “You sound cute when you do anything. You’re cute when you exist. You’re cute no matter what. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone.”

Logan hates the taste of alcohol, but she leans in and kisses Virginia anyway.

*~*~*~*~*

“Lo.”

“Hmmm?”

“Pick a color.”

“What?”

“I’m painting my toes again. Pick a color for me.”

Logan flops over onto her stomach, staring at the neat row of creme polishes sitting on their ottoman. Virginia’s bare feet are propped up in front of them, spread apart awkwardly with neon lemon gel toe spreaders, and she studies the nail polish like she’s trying to determine which vial isn’t poisoned.

“I like that one,” she says finally, pointing to a pale pink polish the color of the flowers Virginia brought her on their first date. Virginia hums, picking the bottle up and tilting it critically in the light.

“Not the one I would have picked, but I said you could pick, so I guess we’re doing it.”

Virginia tosses some bottles of toppers (or “tacos” as she calls them, slang from one of the YouTubers she likes) onto the bed while she paints her toes, and Logan sifts through them to settle on a blue-yellow iridescent one.

“I do not know how you can get behind wearing something called a Unicorn Skin,” Logan says. Virginia just shrugs and plucks the bottle from her hand. Their fingers overlap - Logan’s warm from where they’ve been tucked under her body, Virginia’s cool from where they’ve been gripping the glass bottle. Impulsively, Logan lifts Virginia’s fingers and kisses the tips.

“You’re going to smear the polish,” Virginia mutters, even though she painted her fingers earlier today and they’ve been dry for a while. She doesn’t bother to yank her fingers away, either, so Logan kisses them again.

*~*~*~*~*

“Logan!”

Logan is fully aware that the only thing keeping Poppy from crashing into her like a floral-sundress-covered cannonball is the casserole dish in her hands. She counts her blessings and steps aside to let Poppy in.

“Where’s Jan?”

“Getting something from the car! It’s my turn to drive us home, so she brought something to drink.”

Jan primly kicks the passenger side door shut with her heeled ankle boots, a bottle of wine grasped by the neck in each hand.

“I hope you do not intend to drink both of those in their entirety tonight,” Logan says. Jan rolls her eyes and offers one of the bottles to her.

“This one is a gift for you and Ginia. The other one is for me.”

“None for Poppy?”

“Poppy is the designated driver, so she will not be drinking. And I know she already told you that.” Logan rolls her eyes, and Jan flips her off. “Are you going to invite me in or not?”

“What are you, a vampire?” Virginia shouts from the kitchen.

“Only one of us dresses like the undead, darling, and it isn’t me,” Jan calls back, stepping into the house. “Are the twins here yet?”

“They cannot attend. Remus has orchestra practice and Rosie is teaching a dance class. You already knew both of these facts, because you are in the group text.”

“I am not.”

“You responded to a message in the group thread fifteen minutes ago.”

“That was the NSA agent assigned to monitor me.”

“You are a liar.”

“What else is new?”

*~*~*~*~*

groupchat name: be gay do crime

soda poppy: hey every1! DONUT 4get to make ur bakesale goodies and drop them off at r house by 7 am on fri!

lo tide: Please use normal words. I am begging you.

snesbian (snake lesbian): then beg.

lo tide: I do not recall asking for your opinion.

snesbian (snake lesbian): and yet i give it to you anyway. am i not generous

virgin: if you don’t stop making fun of my gf i swear to god

virgin: also remus if you don’t stop changing my name i’m gonna end you

virgin has changed their name to gin(ny) and tonic!

gin(ny) and tonic: much better anyway

violets are blue rosie is me: i believe you meant anygay

gin(ny) and tonic: i said what i fucking said

ace attorney irl: you changed your name :(

gin(ny) and tonic: every day the Lord regrets giving all of us mod powers in this chat

snesbian (snake lesbian): i have no such regrets

lo tide: Can we circle back to the bake sale, please?

soda poppy: Whatchu wanna kno???

lo tide: I assume it is school related?

soda poppy: yep!

soda poppy: fundraising 4 this year’s art club field trip! since im the faculty advisor im in charge of approving and setting up 4 the fundraisers

lo tide: I see. And why, exactly, is it our responsibility to make things for this fundraiser? Should it not be the students’ responsibility?

soda poppy: they r makin stuff 4 it but also i gotta make sure some of the stuff will b edible yknow

lo tide: I see.

gin(ny) and tonic: listen i know that jan is like. a professional pastry chef an shit. but i’m not making anything fancy like a cheesecake or smthn

gin(ny) and tonic: i’m making like. fuckin brownies

snesbian (snake lesbian): smh don’t you care about the Children at all?

gin(ny) and tonic: no. they’re not my kids

ace attorney irl: i will make cookies

soda poppy: u cannot make them inappropriate shapes

ace attorney irl: :(

violets are blue rosie is me: do not worry, i will make sure they are an appropriate shape

violets are blue rosie is me: i’ll make cupcakes!

lo tide: I believe I have a recipe for lemon squares that I can make. Will lemon squares be sufficient?

soda poppy: yeah! just keep ur stuff free of common allergens like tree nuts

gin(ny) and tonic: so my plan to just yeet you a bag of reese’s peanut butter cups and call it a contribution is out then

*~*~*~*~*

Virginia throws a box of brownie mix into the cart and dusts her hands off. “There. Done.”

Logan raises an eyebrow.

“Don’t give me that look, we have the rest of the ingredients at home. We have tap water, we have oil, we have eggs, we don’t need anything else. What do we need for your lemon thingies?”

“Lemons, presumably.”

“You’re a comedian,” Logan deadpans. Virginia flips her off, and then leans in to kiss her cheek. “I do need lemons, though. Lemons, more eggs . . . I have a list in my phone.”

“What phone?” Virginia says, dangling Logan’s galaxy-patterned case above her head. “I think you’re too short for this, Lo.”

“Give me my phone,” Logan says, rolling her eyes. Virginia wiggles it above her head, laughing.

“Maybe you should give me something in return.”

“Like what?”

Virginia grins. “Like a kiss, perhaps?”

Logan rolls her eyes again, but she leans in and kisses Virginia gently, swiping her phone back when Virginia lowers her hand to cup her face. “Thank you for paying the toll, sweetheart.”

“You are ridiculous,” Logan says. It doesn’t stop her from gently kissing Virginia’s cheek before pushing the cart down the aisle again.

*~*~*~*~*

groupchat name: be gay do crime

lo tide: What time did you want us to drop off the baked goods, Poppy?

soda poppy: if ur gonna b in the area, u can just drop them off at my house!

ace attorney irl: i made some of the shapes inappropriate but those ones r 4 u and jan

soda poppy: what did u make 4 the bake sale?

ace attorney irl: . . .

soda poppy: what did u make 4 the children, remus.

ace attorney irl: nothin’ too crazy! jan had some normal summer shapes - suns, flip flops, etc. etc. used those

soda poppy: :D thx remus!

ace attorney irl: made some fishies too! but the octopi are just for u an jan.

ace attorney irl: i . . . may have painted dicks on them

soda poppy: well at least u warned me right

*~*~*~*~*

“Did you get the right kind of popcorn?” Logan asks.

“If by ‘the right kind’ you mean ‘your favorite kind,’ then yes, I did,” Virginia says, coming into the living room with a large yellow bowl full of fluffy popcorn. “What are we watching tonight? It’s your turn to pick, isn’t it?”

“Gay fish,” Logan says.

Virginia sets the popcorn on the coffee table and blinks at her. “That is . . . quite the description of Finding Nemo, sweetheart.”

“Not Finding Nemo, Ginny. Luca. It’s new, and it’s not explicitly gay, but there is a very obvious queer reading. I thought we could watch it together.”

“Anything with you sounds wonderful.”

“Sap,” Logan mutters. She leans in to kiss Virginia’s cheek, but Virginia turns at the last moment and presses their lips together.

“Are you sure you want to watch a movie?” she says. “We could just make out instead, if you want.” She pushes gently on Logan’s stomach, guiding her to lay on her back on the couch. Virginia lays on top of her, gently sliding a hand to rest warm and heavy on her stomach. She leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss to Logan’s neck, and then her jaw, and then rubbing their noses together.

“Tonight is movie night,” Logan says. Virginia presses their mouths together, and Logan hums, gently pressing up into the kiss. “We should be watching a movie.”

“Are you sure?” Virginia says. “I think we should pursue this avenue a little further.”

Logan squirms a little. “I - I would not - um - no, thank you.”

Virginia’s eyes, which were hazing over with something, clear as she blinks. “Okay, sweetheart.” She leans back, sits up, pulls Logan into a sitting position. “Are you alright?”

“I’m okay,” she says. “I just - I am not in the mood for that tonight. If that is okay.”

“Of course it’s okay,” Virginia says. She holds out a hand, and Logan takes it. Virginia kisses the back of it before settling herself on the couch. “I am so proud of you for expressing a boundary and telling me you were uncomfortable. I know that expressing boundaries is something that we’re both working on, and you did a wonderful job. Tell me what you want, Lo. Please?”

“I would like a kiss,” Logan says. “Just one. And then I would like to cuddle, and - and I would like us to watch Luca together. Is that acceptable?”

Virgil nods. “Of course, love. Come here, hmmm?” Logan settles next to her, and Virginia gently cups her cheek and presses their mouths together. “I love you, Logan. So much. Of course we can watch Luca now.”

Virginia lays an arm along the top of the couch, allowing Logan to cuddle up against her and rest her head on her chest. “I love you,” Logan says softly.

“I love you too, sweetpea.”

*~*~*~*~*

Logan rolls over, yawning, and feels a small weight displace itself from her thighs. She blinks awake slowly, lifting her head and pushing her curtain of curls aside to reveal a black cat mewing at her grumpily before settling into a sushi roll beside her.

“Did I wake you? I am sorry, Galileo . . .”

Galileo settles against her, purring softly, while the ash-grey cat at the foot of the bed pads slowly up to curl on Virginia’s back. “That’s your favorite spot, isn’t it, Andromeda?” The cat emits a soft “mrrrp” before settling back down to sleep. Logan yawns, smiles, and gently strokes her hears. “What should we do, girls? Shall we stay awake and be productive members of society?”

Neither cat responds, and Logan looks at Virginia. She’s haloed in the morning light, eyes tightly shut, mouth hanging open, drool leaking into a puddle on the pillow. She snores a little - one, two, three snorts before settling back into a deep sleep.

“No,” Logan decides, “we shall not.” She lays back down, gently nudging Galileo a few inches over so that she can snuggle up to Virginia. Galileo stretches out, pressing a paw directly into Logan’s cheek. Logan shoves her, and she resettles onto Logan’s feet with an indignant noise.

“You can sleep by my face when you do not kick my face,” Logan mutters, curling into her love.

*~*~*~*~*

groupchat name: be gay do crime

soda poppy: r u all comin 2 the bake sale 2morrow?!

lo tide: I was under the impression that we were only providing the baked goods. Is it not for the students at the school?

soda poppy: we got waaaayyyy more stuff than we thought so we r havin a 2nd bakesale 2morrow 4 parents an stuff!

soda poppy: we r gonna need sum help with setup though . . .

lo tide: Poppy, please do not even -

soda poppy: 🥺🥺🥺 p l e a s e

lo tide: Poppy.

snesbian (snake lesbian): logan

lo tide: If I agree to stop and pick up coffee for everyone, will that motivate you all to turn out?

violets are blue rosie is me: i’m always a slut for free coffee

lo tide: I’m sorry, where did I say that this would be free?

violets are blue rosie is me: D:<

ace attorney irl: eh i’m down for it. where you swingin’ by?

soda poppy: there’s a panera p close 2 where the bake sale is!!! it’s gonna b at the morning girl’s basketball game

lo tide: Does anyone have any issues with Panera coffee?

violets are blue rosie is me: nah. large iced coffee, add three ounces of half and half, two pumps of sugar syrup, two pumps of vanilla, and caramel drizzle.

ace attorney irl: complicated bitch much?

violets are blue rosie is me: why must the cain instinct betray me like this

ace attorney irl: the cain instinct started when we stole each other’s genders in the womb

violets are blue rosie is me: this is true this is true but you’re still a bitch

ace attorney irl: large hazelnut coffee, two sugars, please

snesbian (snake lesbian): large dark roast, black

soda poppy: medium decaf coffee, two ounces of almond milk, and two pumps of sugar syrup!

gin(ny) and tonic: large caramel latte

lo tide: You . . . are going to ride in the car with me to pick up the coffee, we can order our own coffees. I do not need your order, love.

lo tide: But I appreciate the information <3 <3

*~*~*~*~*

“We come bearing gifts,” Virginia announces loudly. “And by gifts, I mean we bought a baker’s dozen of cinnamon crunch bagels for everybody.”

“Well, there are twelve cinnamon crunch bagels and one plain bagel, bagged separately, for me,” Logan corrects, expertly balancing two coffee trays with a bagel container. “Also, we made more brownies.”

Poppy looks up from where she’s instructing two high-schoolers on how to hang a sign properly and grins, waving brightly. Jan is leaning on the table, hand on her head, sipping at a water bottle.

“Vodka or whiskey?” Logan asks dryly, handing over Jan’s black coffee. Jan blinks at her, flips her off, and drains a long swig from her cup.

“Water. Partied a little too hard with Remy last night, and now I’m hungover as shit.”

“We suspected as much, which is why we brought you an extra coffee.”

“Lifesaver,” Jan says, knocking back another long drag of coffee before taking a sip of her water bottle. (Logan suspects the bottle is actually Poppy’s, due to the sun-shiney stickers plastered all over it.) “You and Poppy both. But if you tell anyone that, I’ll gut you like a fish."

“No, you won’t,” Logan says, turning to hand Rosie and Remus their respective drinks. “You never do.”

Jan flips her off, but Virginia comes up behind her and leans her forehead against her shoulder. Logan turns, kissing her forehead, and smiles.

Life is good today, she thinks. Life is good.

(screen names!

virgin -> gin(ny) and tonic; ginny <3 = virginia (virgil)

lo tide = logan

snesbian (snake lesbian) = jan (janus)

soda poppy = poppy (patton)

ace attorney irl = remus

violets are blue rosie is me = rosie (roman) (thanks to @rosesisupposes for letting me borrow your screen name for this!)

#starshinewrites #fem!analogical au #analogical #moceit #trans creativitwins #ftm!trans remus #mtf!trans roman #it's just soft domestic lesbian analogical fluff #that's it that's the fic

[queer-starwars-bracket]

Queer Star Wars Characters (Round 2): General Bracket Match 5

Wini Eres | Identity: wlw | Media: Jedi Survivor

Wini Eres was an interior designer from Coruscant who traveled to Koboh to gain new inspiration, where their datapad was stolen. There she met Zygg Soza, and after Cal Kestis confirmed her datapad was destroyed she moved into Rambler’s Reach Outpost.

There she worked with Zygg to help fix up Pylon’s Saloon and fell in love with the other woman. Softspoken and formal, she found life on Koboh more authentic than upper class Coruscant. After Wini moves to the Outpost, the player character can follow her developing relationship with Zygg through a series of optional conversations.

Yana Ro | Identity: wlw | Media: The High Republic Phase II

Yana Ro, a member of the stigmatized Everni species, grew up in the Path of the Open Hand cult with her cousin, Marda Ro. Able to remember their family’s life before the cult, she never became a true believer like her sister. She fell in love with the daughter of the Path’s Herald, Kor Plouth. Yana was a member of the Children, a group the Mother tasked with “liberating” Force artifacts. After she was the only survivor of a trap the Mother set to kill all the Children, including Kor, she swore vengeance on the Mother. 

After Kor’s death, she “haunted” Yana, ambiguously a manifestation of her own trauma and survivor’s guilt or her actual spirit not fully joined with the Force. She joined the Herald in his attempted coup, but it failed and she was left for dead. After rescuing the Herald, they traveled to Dalna and ended up helping the Jedi Matty Cathay and Olivah Zeveron to expose the Mother, who was militarizing the Path. In the chaos of the Night of Sorrow, she let go of Kor’s spirit. She set off with the Rod of Daybreak to begin her new life as a hauler with another disillusioned member of the Path and Kor’s dying mother. 

#star wars #sw #sw jedi survivor #the high republic #sw thr #sw thr phase ii #yana ro