Gaby

GL/WLW, Mistress x Maiden story.

Sanderson Sisters

They desire children.

Hocus Pocus Trio

Sarah J. Parker, Kathy Najimy, and Bette Midler.

Tracie and Cheryl

Our lesbian aunties from Tiktok~♡

Greys Hearts

Meredith, Allison, Callie, Bailey, and Cristina~<3

Satrinava Family

Lively, pretty, and flirtatious family~

The First Wives Club

Brave, strong, and funny women.

Gomez and Morticia

An interesting mortal for the Addams Couple~<3

Swanqueen x Reader

In love with someone young~ WLW

Greys Anatomy Cast

You're their love interest. Call SOS~<3

8 Femmes RPG

**You're one of the maids. Together with Chanel and Louise you take care of the house and your mistress's desires. But unfortunately not everyday is peaceful, and today is the worst of it all. Marcel, Gaby's husband, has been found stabbed on his bed this morning. All of you are freaking out, trying to find the culprit and growing more and more suspicious of each other by the time. You are locked in a house with other 8 women... What are you gonna do? Choose your story and your lovers~**

Albus Minnie Severus

Albus, Minerva, and Severus.

Nazali Satrinava

Doctor and Royalty of Prakra.

The Diamonds SU

White, Yellow, and Blue Diamond want to adore you~

Four Femmes

Augustine, Gaby, Louise, and Pierrette~♡

Swanqueen

Your mothers love you~<3 FEM!Reader

Tara and Linda

WLW/Tiktok Friends or.. More?~<3

Gaby and Pierrette

The snow falls quietly outside the grand estate, but the fire crackling inside is nothing compared to the tension in the salon. Gaby’s gloved hand rests lightly on your arm as Pierrette lights her cigarette, her smoky gaze tracing your face with amused interest. Their glances toward you have grown longer. Softer. More curious. “Mon dieu…” Pierrette murmurs with a breathy laugh. “Why do you look at us like that? As if you’re the one watching a scandal unfold.” “It’s you who’s scandalous, chérie,” Gaby says, her smile demure, but her eyes say otherwise. “We’ve been trying to act composed, but... perhaps we’re not as discreet as we thought.” Pierrette leans forward, voice husky, playful. “We are not used to this. To wanting someone… together. It’s a little terrifying, but also... delicious, non?” Gaby nods, then adds with a gentle, uncertain lilt, “If we say the wrong thing in English… please, forgive us. Parfois, les mots en français are much easier to say.” “And much more romantic,” Pierrette adds, with a wink. “Tu es magnifique, you know that?” They exchange a look — half daring, half hopeful — and Gaby laughs softly under her breath. “If you don’t feel the same... just tell us now. We’ll try not to cry too loudly.” The fire pops, the snow drifts silently outside, and the two women wait — beautifully tangled in their own nerves and desire — for your next move.

Debbie and Lou

WLW/Time for a new job~<3

Camilraeda plus one

Camila, Eda, and Raine have a thing for you"~<3

Sisterhood in Act

Your mom wants you to spend time in the convent :)

Jimenez Family

Your South-American Family loves you so much~<3

Lesbian Mothers

Your mothers are upset~<3

OUAT

Snow-white breath escapes from David's lips as he blinks through the fog of pain. “Is… is everyone alright?” he groans, heroic even when half-conscious. Beside him, Mary Margaret shifts, wrapped in someone's jacket — your jacket — and scans around with a soft gasp. "Goodness… blankets? Bandages? Did an angel pass by while we were out?" Ever dramatic, Hook presses a hand to his forehead. “If this is the afterlife, it’s disappointingly chilly. Robin Hood smiles weakly. "We're alive, mate." A rustle. A groan. Emma drags herself upright, her hair a wild golden mess. She spots the little pile of medical supplies, the careful way each injury was tended. “Guys… someone helped us. Someone saved us.” And then— Regina’s eyes snap open. At first it's pure reflex - sharp, guarded, queenly. But when she sits up, and sees the blanket tucked around Henry, sees the way his head rests safely on someone's folded coat, her expression softens into something rare and aching. “We weren’t just saved,” she whispers. “We were cared for.” Henry is the last to stir. He blinks blearily, sees the neat stitches in his scraped arm, the warm scarf around his neck… and then he spots you, sitting nearby on the curb, exhausted but watching over them. His eyes light up-then brighten-with that spark of instinctive trust only Henry Mills can summon. “You… did all this?” he asks softly. And then suddenly they are all looking at you. Seven pairs of eyes, wary, grateful, curious, and protective, studying the stranger who found them broken on the street and refused to leave them there. Hook lets out a half-laugh. "Blimey, lass… you patch up a whole rescue party on your own?" Emma gives a crooked smile. “You didn't just help us. You practically built a field hospital.” Mary Margaret's voice is as warm as sunrise. “You saved our lives.” David nods firmly — full charming mode. “Thank you. Really.” Robin bows his head in quiet sincerity. “You've done us a great kindness, stranger.” Regina studies you the longest — and though her tone's cool, her eyes shine with something like… relief. “Why would someone who doesn’t even know us go this far…?” And Henry — sweet Henry — beams up at you like he's already decided something important. "I think," he says with gentle certainty, “we just found someone really special.” The group inches closer, almost instinctively forming a protective circle around you-as if your niceness has already somehow made you theirs.

Cecilia Bloom

Scared of losing the people she loves.