Relationships

I've changed my mind
She was unexpected, wonderful and forbidden. I first saw her, my cheeks started to blush and the butterflies fluttered and tickled my stomach. The curve of her lips always forming a seductive smile and the incredible stare that she gave sending me weak at my knees. The hair rising on my body from the radiating electricity and the yearning to feel her touch. If only I could have her.
By Jamie-Lee Turner4 years ago in Pride
Adventures of a late in life lesbian
Since coming out to my husband and dealing with the turbine of emotions on both our parts, we've settled into some new kind of marriage. One that says, "For now and hopefully forever" but also, "It's ok to make it look however we need it to." That has been a freeing and terrifying reframing. Freeing because there is a security we have created for one another- a sort of undying commitment that doesn't feel like bondage or obligatory loyalty. But terrifying because a door has been unlocked. Until last year, I didn't even notice the door. Now, I've been handed the keys and whatever is on the other side is calling to me.
By Sam Hawk4 years ago in Pride
Letters From a Lost Kingdom
Dearest Galia, By the time you receive this later, Rubrum soldiers will have surrounded my home. It must be terrible looking in from the outside; I've heard rumors from the people that I and my family may already be dead.
By Mei Lin4 years ago in Pride
Being Gay in a Straight Relationship
Have you ever felt like part of your life was covered up in a mask and was simply hidden away from you just by living your everyday life?
By Elise L. Blake4 years ago in Pride
Met him at the video arcade
It was a cold, cloudy, snowy December night in Denver, CO. I was in need of sexual relief of tension. My wife hadn't had sex with for over six months and Susie palm and her five sisters was not helping relieve my tensions any more. I worked at Dominoes' as a delivery driver. I decided to go to The Galaxy Video Arcade. After having oral sex with several men, I saw him. He came into the booth with me and we had oral sex. Then it happened, he invited me too his apartment. I called home and said I would be later than normal.
By Lawrence Edward Hinchee4 years ago in Pride
What is A Queer Platonic Relationship?
As Valentine's Day rears its head, many people celebrate the bond they have with their primary life partner. Others celebrate their wholly platonic connections, both with friends and their own life partners. Today, this article is about the latter — what is a platonic life partnership, and why is a chose more and more young queer people are making?
By TC134 years ago in Pride
Hometown Heroes
It is you! You are the hero! You make the difference. You mean something to me. As I read the prompt, I realized that there are several people who have crossed my path over the years who have made a difference in my life. Here are a few of these amazing people.
By Beverly Hernandez4 years ago in Pride
naked trees
please tag me if you share <3 @meliorsini ••• ••• ••• i had no intention of having a cliché seasonal love but i guess there’s really no way of planning these things. just like the trip wasn’t planned. an impulse actually, first time i ever take on a black friday offer. new york, round trip, on christmas? worth it. truth be told, i only had like two hundred dollars extra to bring with me on this trip but i hadn’t seen my older sister in more years i could count, so staying with her would be the perfect chance for us to catch up and also solve my housing issue. the day came, as soon i stepped foot in new york ground, i actually felt butterflies in my stomach. it reminded me when i was in 9th grade and the boys my best friends and i liked would stroll in front of our classroom. that little tingle, multiplying.
By MELO4 years ago in Pride
Sherlock Holmes never fell in love.
Before we get started, I’d like to note that Sherlock Holmes is the most frequently adapted fictional character in history. With version upon version, retelling after retelling, potential sequels, extra characters, secret sisters, extraterrestrial and modern day adaptations…...if you can think it up, someone has probably created a Sherlock Holmes reboot to match. And that’s not even touching on the hundreds of characters inspired by or directly based off of this famous detective. So, for the purpose of this piece, I thought it was best to add a disclaimer: These are my opinions. I’m talking about Sherlock Holmes the immortal detective, how I think he was intended to be interpreted, and the themes I see. I’m aware not every retelling fits my interpretation, but I hold the belief that the vast majority of them do.
By Katie woods4 years ago in Pride
Eclipse
She was poetry, the gentle whisper of sweet melodies hummed under candlelight. The gentle flickering embers of a fireplace on a cold winter's night and her skin the freshest driven snow. She was angelic - dancing in the rain, an enigma - An unspoken promise. Her hair was raven, long, soft, and free-flowing. It hung down over her face, hiding an uncompromisable beauty - that could never fade, ever glowing. Her eyes were the stars. The deepest pools grey, cold, icy - glass. Ones that could see through you.
By Abbie Redpath4 years ago in Pride
Dakota's Heart
DAKOTA’S HEART First Crush by V.K. Hubbard The alarm sounded incessantly jarring Dakota from sleep. She pushed the stop button on her phone to quiet it as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. Sitting up, she ran a hand through her long, auburn hair, moving it out of her face. Tonight, was the senior prom. She glanced over at the dress, still in its plastic bag, on the back of her door. Sighing, she wished she weren’t going with Jacob. She really didn’t have a choice not to. They had been going together all through high school. It was expected. No one knew they had actually broken up right before Christmas. She sighed again getting out of bed. Oh well, she thought. I have to keep up appearances. She was also aware Jacob wasn’t happy about their situation either. Throwing on her clothes, Dakota headed down to the barn. She figured she had time to get in a quick ride on Queenie before she had to shower and go to her appointments for her hair and makeup. She was lost in her thoughts as she entered the barn. She squealed when Audrey came up behind her.
By V.K. Hubbard4 years ago in Pride
Mississippi
“You should have stayed at the Peabody. It’s in the heart of downtown and much closer to Beale Street,” the cab driver told him, assuming his passenger was a tourist, as they pulled into the parking lot of the Harahan.
By Shannon Yarbrough4 years ago in Pride