M'ma Cabrera X Goldie - Tumblr Posts

It's december already, so I can legally say this.

All I want for Christmas is ducks snuggling in giant warm coats

And I'll have it even if I must draw it myself

Tbh, blame @toddy-kun for this. She dragged me into this ship and I couldn't be more grateful for this

Me? Reading her Cabroldie fics over and over again for the past week? You bet I did!!!

(not enough though, I want to memorize every single word so I can play them in my head. Don't worry, your Fentonald and M'ma x Beakley are next ;3💕)

Fun fact: I roughly sketched this on my maths' notebook at class. A friend saw it. Now she keeps laughing because oh boy, I DO have an obsesion

I'm weirdly proud of this one :3

Relationships: M'ma Cabrera/“Glittering” Goldie O'Gilt Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Alternate Universe - Medieval, Double Spy “Glittering” Goldie O'Gilt, Queen M'ma Cabrera, i love making m'ma a queen cuz that what she is, Implied Sexual Content. Summary: Goldie could hold a knife to her neck and she would still think she was beautiful, literally. But they were both sharp in that regard, that couldn’t be denied. Cabrera remained stoic at that fact.

femslash february 2019: 5. sharp + 6. the moon

#miniminific

Dream’s matter. m’ma cabrera/goldie o’gilt. rate: teen and up

One day, Gloria woke up from a dream where her hands grabbed Goldie’s curves, where her beak was buried in her neck and Goldie’s hands and legs made her a prisoner of her body.

She woke up blinking, and that, actually, was the only reaction the dream got out of her. Gloria simply brushed it off. She was an adult, she knew what she liked and dreaming with a beautiful woman, especially as beautiful as Goldie, was not and it will never be a terrible thing. It was normal, it was okay, she had dreamed of other beautiful women before. She got up and continued with her day, forgetting the dream like she had forgotten any other.

It simply didn’t matter.

But one day, she woke up from a dream where Goldie’s hands were in hers and Gloria kissed every finger, where she whispered ‘I love you’s right in her ear, where she bought her golden roses and made her breakfast in the bed.

And that? That got a reaction.

Gloria sat up on the bed with a cold sweat, staring into nothing with terror and embarrassment. That was not normal and that was definitely not okay. She closed her eyes and replayed the dream with as much detail as she could, the feeling growing in her belly becoming warmer and warmer by the minute. Of all the dreams she couldn’t forget like a normal freaking person, why this one didn’t want to go?

Because it mattered.

That mattered a little too much.

(i wrote this immediately after waking up cause inspiration is a strange lady)