Rose Dunham

The hearth has always been a lonely place to guard.

In Hearthbound, Hestia — the quiet goddess of the hearth — finds herself reaching out to a mortal girl for help. What begins as duty becomes something warmer, something she never dared hope for.

💬 “She who guards the sacred fire found herself guarded by a gentler spark.”

Free to read on Wattpad → HERE! Support my work on Ko-fi → HERE!

Hearthbound — a sapphic short story of Hestia, the goddess who was always overlooked, and the mortal who answered her call.

🔥 Loneliness. 🔥 The burden of duty. 🔥 And the small, unexpected warmth of hope.

Read for FREE on my Wattpad!

Or get it on my Ko-Fi for only $2: Here!

It helps me out on getting on my feet and actually write more!

Classroom of Desire is still in the works (needed to step back and reset the brain a bit 👀), but in the meantime I’ve been quietly building something new…

The Maidens — a three-story anthology. 🕯 Hearthbound ⚖️ Mindforged 🌙 Starglade

Each story is its own tale of love, divinity, and defiance — but together, they form a whole.

More soon. 🔥🌿🌌

So… I kinda vanished for a month. Depression decided to drop by uninvited, eat all my snacks, and rearrange my brain furniture. Rude. 🙄

But guess what? I’ve wrestled it out the door (for now) and I’m back at my desk, ready to throw myself back into Classroom of Desire. Keira and Rebecca have been glaring at me from the page like, “Ma’am. We have drama to cause. Get it together.” And honestly… fair.

So here we go — the sapphic tension returns, the slow-burn is still simmering, and yes, the secret marriage is still as juicy as ever.

Thanks for sticking around while I hit pause. Y’all are the reason I pick myself up and keep telling these stories. 💖

✨ Chapter One: Welcome to North High, You’re Married ✨

Keira Sinclair has just arrived at North High, where she’s expected to blend in. But legacy doesn’t let you go quietly — especially when it drags you into a secret arranged marriage with your new teacher.

The drama begins. The tension simmers. The gay panic? Oh, it’s rising.

Everyone ready? 👀

💍 An arranged marriage. 🫢 A secret they can’t afford to spill. 💋 And a sapphic slow-burn no one saw coming…

Meet Keira Sinclair — North High’s most sheltered heiress. Meet Rebecca Dumas — the new English teacher who just became her wife.

Yes. Wife. Yes, it’s complicated. Yes, it’s legal. And no, they are not supposed to fall in love.

📖 Classroom of Desire — Coming soon to Wattpad. Follow for chapter updates, teaser quotes, and sapphic pining in high definition.

💛 Want to support the story (and its tired lesbian author)? You can do that here: ko-fi.com/rosedunhamofficial

Hi, I’m Rose — sapphic writer, chaos enthusiast, and full-time caretaker with a full-time case of “I’ve been running on fumes for a while now.”

I finally set up a Ko-fi goal to help fund actual therapy — like, the kind with licensed professionals and maybe even meds (if needed). The goal is $200 to cover a few sessions and give my brain a fighting chance.

It’s hard asking for help. But harder still pretending I’m okay when I’m really not. So here I am — vulnerable, awkward, a little terrified… and hopeful.

🫶 ko-fi.com/rosedunhamofficial

Working on something that involves:

a student 🧍‍♀️

a teacher 🍎

and yes... a marriage license 💍

It’s sapphic. It’s slow-burn. It’s absolutely not legal trouble (don’t worry, she’s 18).

This one’s called Classroom of Desire, part of my North High Series, and it’s already emotionally ruining me.

I’ll keep you posted as it comes together. Until then, pray for these two repressed lesbians who didn’t ask for any of this.

yes, it’s gay. yes, it’s soft. yes, someone cries while slicing garlic.

do i know where this story is going? absolutely not. am i committed to making it hurt beautifully? absolutely yes.

Just logged into my Wattpad after years of emotional repression and questionable genre decisions...

I have TEN pending stories. One has 11 chapters. It has no cover. Nine have covers, but no story. Not even one line.

I am the problem. I am also the product.

👀 Read at your own risk 🫣 Support my queer panic: ko-fi.com/rosedunhamofficial

Soft, slowburny, and emotionally unavailable—just the way we like it.

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Typing at 65 WPM, mastering chopseuy, and emotionally available between 8 AM and 10 PM (unless I’m stress napping).

Not really looking for anything but... you know... vibes. 👀

also me: what if i just got adopted by a financially stable lesbian with good taste in hoodies and an unhealthy attachment to emotionally unavailable people?

currently accepting sugar mommies, gentle titas, and anyone willing to pay me to nap and emotionally dissociate in peace. masc, tired, probably still cute.

DMs open. will send memes, validate your emotions, and fold your laundry (emotionally).