𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑨.

𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑫𝑰𝑬. 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑴𝑺 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳. 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑪 𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑼𝑹𝑬𝑺. «#𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐏.» ♡ & ↺?

When it comes to discoveries like this, Philippa is glad she does not have eyes to see.

Pinches the bridge of her nose in complete and utter disdain.

"Hmm."

Oh, she is very, very frustrated right now.

|| 🔥🔥

"'Simps', or just plain vile. Though they can and often are both at once."

How adorable.

|| If you are still trying to decieve people in your conquest to write with them, you have not changed.

Even then. Philippa would rather ignore his existence entirely.

|| This is dope and I want it.

Good thing it's not his creation then—

You shall now all address me as Lesbian Supreme.

Swiftly directs Stanna to Triss Merigold—

The Lodge of L̶ᴇ̶s̶ʙ̶ɪ̶ᴀ̶ɴ̶s̶ Women Who Love Other Women.

You're not allowed in.

We don't talk about Dijkstra here.

As Lesbian Supreme, yes it is.

Lesbians on her timeline? Philippa seal of approval.