some new buttons i made for an event i vended at! leftovers for sale here 💌✂️

As a certifiable sleepy girl nothing feels more romantic than cuddling up for a nap with someone. Please play with my hair as I fall asleep, I’ll melt into a puddle.

peace and love on planet butchfemme! ♡ (creator of the “beloved butch” + “beloved femme” heart carabiners finally got to match with their beloved butch)

new hierarchy of needs just dropped: it's just a handsome loverboy butch sucking on my tits

Happy International Butch Appreciation Day! We’re hosting a mini giveaway over on Instagram in honor of all of our Beloved Butches, be sure to check it out and enter before the end of the day! 🤍

UPDATE: Thank you for all the love on these pins! These are currently discontinued from our shop, but since they are @lottielottieda's designs, they are now available on their shop!

butches hands around femmes throats <3

The femme voice is underrepresented in historical records, though markings of her presence abound. Often, she is the security behind the butch display, the one who makes the public bravado possible. Lady Una Troubridge's words to Radclyffe Hall, while spoken by a white, upperclass, Christian woman, capture some of the enduring aspects of femme power: "I told her to write what was in her heart, that so far as any effect upon myself was concerned, I was sick to death of ambiguities..." Yet to others, the femme woman has been the most ambiguous figure in lesbian history; she is often described as the nonlesbian lesbian, the duped wife of the passing woman, the lesbian who marries. Because I am a femme myself, I know the complexity of our identity; I also know how important it is for all women to hear our voices. If the butch deconstructs gender, the femme constructs gender. She puts together her own special ingredients for what it is to be a "woman/' an identity with which she can live and love.

— Joan Nestle, Flamboyance and Fortitude: An Introduction from The Persistent Desire: A Femme-Butch Reader (edited by Joan Nestle)

need to see. More studs, more brown butches, more asian butches- just more butches of colour. black and brown dykes built this community so why am i constantly seeing white?

taking applicants to bend me over a table and fuck me till i’m drooling and can’t remember my name, must be on my desk by 4pm this evening

been realising that I'm actually a very easy person to please romantically because the smallest things mean the world to me. and despite everything, I'm choosing to believe that there is someone out there who will make the small effort because I'm not unlovable even if it feels like it

butchfemme teddies! 🤍🧸💌

I pretend I’m so cool and suave but as soon as a cute lesbian compliments me I’m red in face and tripping over my words, I can’t take it.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟbutch bait ･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

(aka my favorite pin ever:)

update: pins now available here!!!

🎀 every little princess femme needs their favourite teddy bear butch🧸

Merch Drop! 🫀💌

Our highly anticipated merch for 03 is now available for purchase here!!! Just as a reminder, we are now doing a mini drop structure rather than pre-orders or full inventory stocking. This means that each listing will contain a small portion of our total inventory, so that Lottie (the sole person in charge of handling all order fulfillment!) does not get overwhelmed and backed up with orders. Once each batch of orders is complete, the items will be restocked with an announcement to all of our socials! So if your favorite item goes out of stock tonight, no worries. They will be back soon! 🤍🫀

i know that you see all these posts about femmes needing to be respectful of butches and don't sexualize or romanticize or anything like that, and that's all fine and good in principle, but it's really no use when i can tell you're clenching your thighs together anyway, sweetheart.

i mean, it was obvious from the moment you laid eyes on me. big boots, black tee, short hair, keys on my belt-loop— i dress like this for a reason, y'know. and it's definitely not so cute, ditzy femmes like you don't start breathing heavy at the sight of my bulge (yes, i caught you looking).

you can just give in to it, no point in resisting it, really. i'm flattered, and it's not like i didn't drag my eyes across every curve of your body too. and it's tiring me just to watch you try and stop your mouth from watering every time i absentmindedly twist the rings on my fingers. you can look at 'em, i'm not offended. i know you want to, and it's not like you're doing a great job at stopping yourself anyways. you're clearly desperate and haven't had a single coherent thought since you saw me adjust my belt, so why don't you just say it?

say you want a big strong butch to use you cause you can't handle being polite and respectful anymore— cause you don't know how to be around a butch without getting wet and needy.

tell me you need it, and maybe, i'll give it to you.