When a Butch looks at me I simply roll over and display my soft pink underbelly so they can devour me
ostensibly fionna adams
- it/its, broadly
- tautology.systems/
non-binary plural system.
35, queer, autistic, therian.
writer of fictions. from the internet. variety of interests. knows everyone. icon by @candiedreptile.
posts signed in some fashion until we get to select from a pool of icons like the livejournal days.
system site
tautology.systems/writing site
fionnafromtheinter.net/mastodon
shrike.club/@pleonasticTautologyemail
hello@fionnafromtheinter.net
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in reply to @RatBaby's post:
When I was a little teen lesbian I crushed after a girl so hard that I walked face first into a wall after she went within a foot of me. Another time, I started rambling about a student election so bad my friends had to drag me away. Butch short circuit is real.
i have come to the conclusion that Alpha Butches exist, and I am NOT one of them
I'm normally reasonably confident flirting with women, but recently a butch just winked at me, and I completely lost all powers of speech for a good minute or so.