Old lady yuri... It's been 27 years πΊπΊ
I hate these motherfuckers and I hate everybody whose actions contributed in any way whatsoever to how we got here. None of this bullshit needs to be happening and none of it would be if enough people had pulled their heads out of their asses on or before November 5, 2024.
βΏQueer stuff I have readβΏ
(list under the cut)
I've had the wlw list sat in google docs for years so figured I may as well post it somewhere in case other people want reading recs!! They're in order from best to worst (or alternatively Iconic to Villian Origin story, obviously just based on my own opinion o7). I'll probably update it in the future π€£.π₯§.π‘Ό.β
For the titles themselves you have:
βΏtitle-(18+ if there's mature content)-(author/artist name)-flag to show the language it was originally written inβΏ
β‘ is for my favourite ones :)
-Opium β‘ (18+) (Aji & Junghyun) π°π·
-Just Right There β‘ (18+) (Pecanpie & Withyou) π°π·
-Getting To Know Grace β‘ (Hilde & Mokma)π°π·
-The Love Doctor β‘ (Chamsae & Bansook) π°π·
-She Is Still Cute Today β‘ (Guo Si Te) π¨π³
-Ring My Bell β‘ (Yeongol)π°π·
-Straight Girl Trap β‘ (Grass Jelly Without Ice & 42 Degrees Latte)π¨π³
-Ghosts Of Greywoods β‘ (letINK)π°π·
-Bead Master β‘ (Gyaga)π°π·
-Kill Switch β‘ (18+) (1172)π°π·
-The Guy She Was Interested In Was Actually Not A Guy At All β‘ (Arai Sumiko)π―π΅
-Run Away With Me Girl β‘ (Battam)π―π΅
-Not So Shoujo Love Story (curryuku)πΊπΈ
-Dallae β‘π°π·
-My Mom's A Superstar β‘π¨π³
-2DK, G Pen, Alarm Clock β‘ (Oosawa Yayoi)π―π΅
-Serenade β‘ (18+) (Keum Kyesoo)π°π·
-Sadistic Beauty: Side Story β‘ (18+) (Woo Yunhee)π°π·
-Fatal Possession β‘ (An De & Tian Cai)π¨π³
-Teachers Who Always Call Parents π¨π³
-Best Served Cold (18+) (Kim Jong Geon)π°π·
-Please Leave My House (18+) (Team Aemae)π°π·
-Kids Being Kids π΅π
-There's Weird Voices Coming from the Room Next Door! (18+) π°π·
-Hateful Lady (18+) (Jo Sangdeuk & Park Minam)π°π·
-Mage And Demon Queen (color_les)πΊπΈ
-Moonlight Garden (18+) (Kang Unni & Misspm)π°π·
-Shiori And Yukiπ―π΅
-On A Leash (18+) (Aji)π°π·
-I'm More Dangerous Than You (An De & Zhuang Zhuang)π¨π³
-Bittersweet con pannaπ°π·
-My Dear Enemy π―π΅
-Girl Like A Pilgrim π―π΅
-Yamada To Kase-sanπ―π΅
-It Would Be Great If You Didn't Exist π°π·
-Pulse (18+) (Ratana Satis)πΉπ
-The Neighbours Temptation (18+)π°π·
-Tamen De Gushi (Tan Jiu)π¨π³
-Marie And Alex (18+) (Jung Shira)π°π·
-That Time I Was Blackmailed By The Class's Green Tea Bitch (Xian Jun)π¨π³
-Bai Lijin Among Mortals (Viva & Julys)π¨π³
-I Favour The Villainess π―π΅
-Love My Life (18+)π―π΅
-Jiang Ting And I/When We Get Closerπ¨π³
-Romance Of The Stars π¨π³
-Reblooming (18+)π°π·
-Maka-maka (18+) (Kishi Torajirou)π―π΅
-This Is Obviously A Yuri Story π¨π³
-The Friend Of My Friend Is My Enemy
-Red Dot (18+) π°π·
-Kissing Lilies
-Living Will
-Program Me (18+) (Takeil & Shira)π°π·
-Drunken Relationship (18+)π°π·
-Gentle Flutters (one useless dogggg)π¨π³
-The Playgirl And The Prince
-Heartworker (18+) (Akiosketch)πΊπΈ
-Tendering Resignation (Yeon-Hui Woo & Daman)π°π·
-Relationship Guidelines (Epum)π°π·
-Mojito π¨π³
-Goddess Of Jealousy π¨π³
-The Marriage Partner of My Dreams Turned Out To Be My Female Junior at Work?!π―π΅
-Us Right Now π°π·
-Words And Kisses π°π·
-I Love You So Much I Hate You (18+) (Yuni)π°π·
-My Lesbian Experience With Loneliness (18+) (Nagata Kabi)π―π΅
-My Solo Exchange Diary (18+) (Nagata Kabi)π―π΅
-I Fake Married My Friend To Shut Up My Parents π―π΅
-I don't Know Why, But I Suddenly Wanted To Have Sex With My Coworker Who Sits Next To Me (18+)π―π΅
-Can Love Be Recycled (18+) (Hyuk)π°π·
-Megan He Danaiπ―π΅
-Us, The End Of The World And The Rest Of Our Lives π―π΅
-Two Birds In Spring (18+)π°π·
-Brides Of Iberis π―π΅
-After School Love Affair π―π΅
-The Sea, You And The Sun (18+) (peachpulser mira)π―π΅
-Vengeance (18+)(Aji) π°π·
-Bad Thinking Diary (18+) (Rangrarii)
-Kill Me Now (18+) (Cosmos) π°π·
-Arousing Taste (18+) π°π·
-Goodnight Cinderella (18+) π°π·
-You Taste So Sweet (18+) π―π΅
-What Does The Fox Say π°π·
-Lily Of The Valley (18+) (Rangrarii) π°π·
-Soul Drifter (18+) (Ratana Satis) πΉπ
-Exlir π°π·
-Aoi Hana π―π΅
-Outro π°π·
-Lilith (18+) (Sirius & Chesire) π°π·
-Given (Natsuki Kizu) π―π΅ β‘
-Heartstopper (Alice Oseman) π¬π§ β‘
-Boys Run The Riot (Keito Gaku) π―π΅ β‘
-Love Me For Who I Am (Kata Konayama) π―π΅ β‘
-Six Of Crows/Crooked Kingdom (Leigh Bardugo) πΊπΈ β‘
so freeing to say the weird thing that's actually the real and true thing
"Eh? Jaheira? I... do not understand." "Good. That means you're back to your old ways."
She would just one shot all the enemies
"You think you're a darkness, Astele. Only a shadow; a ghost in my lifeβbut can't you see you're really the moon? The light that brings me out of that blackness and guides me home?"
I just stared at you after you'd said it, mouth agape, and chose to focus on the gold flecks in your hazelnut eyes instead of saying anything. Because how the fuck was I supposed to answer that, Harper? What the fuck was I supposed to say? You waltzed into my fucking Guildhall, noticebly unholed, then talked to me like I was the love of your fucking life? How the fuck should I have responded, Harper?
Should I have told you that you're the only brightness in my supposedly cold, dead heart? That you're the sun to my moon and the dawn that greets me every morning? What the fuck should I've said to you?
Probably all of those things. But you changed the subject before I could snap my mouth back shut. I don't even remember what you said afterwards - your words were too busy gnawing away at me, hollowing out a hole for them to take root in like you'd just cast a vine spell directly into my chest.
But⦠none of that matters now. Now I'm trodding along the dusty brown dirt path that leads up to your little cottage in the forest, bag of holding thrown over my shoulder. It's a charming little place, deep within the woods, small and cozy. The walls are covered in thick green vines that twist and twine wild around the cottage, climbing up to the thatched roof to reach towards the rays of sun that barely break through the dense tree canopy. White smoke rises in thick clouds out of the chimney, lush green and purple herb beds line the walk and front of the cottage, and patches of pink, white, and yellow wildflowers sprout here and there.
Grandmother, my sweet Jaheira, my green witch. All green things grow for you and all animals call you friend. I call you my love.
As my feet carry me ever closer and my eyes dart around to take in every ivy covered tree and moss coated rock, I realize I'm quietly singing and wonder how long I've been at it with a shake of my head. It's a tune I'd written for you after the first time we'd kissed:
Amidst the forest green
I seeketh me a rose
Within the sunny brambles
Where the elder oak tree growsβ
I meet within the wood
A maiden bright and fair
With eyes of golden honey
And silver gray of hairβ
I sayeth to the maiden
You're the most beautiful rose
And I hold her to my breast
Where the elder oak tree growsβ
Stupid, I know. Such a silly little thing to have warbled at you. I didn't even sing it to you until a month later, and when I did, you kissed me even sweeter and called me your greenfinch.
I stop to watch a black and gold bumblebee awkwardly dance around one of the pink pops of blooms that lines the path. It buzzes and sways in the air before almost crashing in the middle of a blossom to load its legs up with bright yellow pollen. There weren't bumblebees in the Guildhall. Beer, gnats, liars, and thieves. There was the occasional flower there though - you.
The admission, although mental, makes me chuckle because when the fuck did I start talking like that? Nine-Fingers Keene, ruthless Guildmaster and famous rogue.
Retired.
Retired and moving into the forest to live with her ancient Druid and retired High Harper girlfriend. I can hear the echoes of laughter that would have filled the Guildhall if anyone other than my Ladies Court would have ever found out. I tried not to love you, I did. But you - you made me fall for you with your smile as soft as light and your skin smelling of moss and fresh rain. How could I not fall head over heels?
Mol, the tiefling that once sought shelter in the Guildhall as a girl has replaced me. She's even smarter and more cunning than me if anyone can believe it. She'll do more than well there. None of that matters to me anymore. Nothing but your enchanting smile matters to me anymore.
Suddenly, I find myself surrounded by a little army of bunnies you've created for yourself. A spy network, I tell myself, as a brown and white spotted one with long, floppy ears rears up on its hind legs to sniff my trousers. I let it take a good, long whiff, and then it's off, racing towards the cottage like I'm here to set you on fire. Maybe I am. I watch the little rabbit run right up to your wooden front door. It turns to face me and looks me right in the eyes while it lifts its little brown back leg and thumps on the door in rapid succession. Tattletale.
But then the door opens and there you are. Your halo of gray hair, left down to be wild and free like your spirit, spills over your shoulders like a waterfall of silver stars.
"Astele," you gasp as if you didn't think I'd come. Of course I'd come for you, Harper. You've got some green witch enchantment on me. That's what I'd told myself all those years, after all, before I finally admitted that your face was the last one I imagine every night before I fall asleep.
My arms are swiftly full of my Jaheira; full of the warmth and brightness of the sun in all its splendor, and when your pillowy lips meet mine there's an eclipse. The yellow moon that is encased in my heart thrums and pounds in my chest, tight against the bones that cage them that ache and shiver only for you.
"You're finally here, my little greenfinch," you ghost against my lips.
How could I resist?
For @ixievee - thank you for the inspiration!
The moon is shy (revised), 2025- mixed media (watercolour and colour pencil) on hand made cold pressed paper.
This painting was inspired by a beautiful photo by @raethanbhanneth.
Some lore: in my sapphic, tumblr ridden soul, the sun and moon are lovers. They get to see each other for only a few hours each day in the quiet hours of dawn and dusk. And when they part, the sun leaves golden kisses on her lovers skin, a tender reminder etched in the freckles on her cheeks. β€οΈ
Adobe is going to spy on your projects. This is insane.
couldnβt think of what to write so i drew her instead <3