#ne/rix/riv/rixelf

[neopronouns-in-action]

Requests not used yet:

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In progress:

Fey/dem/deir/(deirs)/demself

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Neopronouns used so far:

ze/hir/(hirs)/hirself

vi/vir/vis/virself

card/cards/cardself

it/its/itself

ae/aer/(aers)/aerself

lu/luna/lunas/lunaself

de/dim/dis/dimself

zey/zem/zeir/(zeirs)/zemself

x/xself (secondary)

ne/rix/riv/rixelf (background)

sy/rup/rups/syrupself

mae/mer/mims/merself

zae/zaem/zaer/zaemself (secondary)

te/ter/ter/(ters)/terself

zae/zaem/zaer/zaemself (secondary)

ith/kir/kirs/kirself

kit/kitten/kittens/kittenself

ivy/ivys/ivyself

cy/cyb/cybryk

li/liself (background)

aix/(aed)/arix/aiv/aixelf

deq/dir/dira/diraself

they/them/their/themself (secondary)

ae/ryn/rynself

ze/zem/zel/zemself

ni/nir/niys/nirself

izi/(ito)/av/avi/(ka)/fiself

ky/shal/shalk/shalself

mys (background)

shey/shem/sheir/sheirself

an/droid/androidself

che/chim/chis/chimself, (primary)

xi/xir/xirself, (primary)

thi/hil/(hilz)/hilself (secondary)

xe/xim/xis/ximself

ze/zim/zis/zimself (secondary)

li/lia/lias/liaself (secondary)

Dy (first person pronoun, background)

neo/neos/neoself

tal/lyn/talyn (background)

ne/rix/riv/rixelf

heart/hearts/heartself

clo/loc/(locs)/clockself

ri/riv/rivs/riverself (secondary)

ey/vem/veir/(veirs)/veirself

su/[na]/uvu/lo/(ka)/zeda

hea/ler/(lers)/lerself (background)

xiy/rik/ix/sirav

hea/ler/(lers)/lerself

he/her (background)

fe/ir

they/them/their/themselves

ve/vei/veir/veirself

ivo/na/te/mehtiv

sie/sir/siris

meh/uto/utosir

an/dro/gyn/oid

xe/xir/xiv/xirix

li/lia/lias/liaself

fae/faer/faerself

rhe/rhek/rhel/rhellis

Hero/heros/heroself

ama/ranth/amarris

ki/kir/kirris

fir/nix/firris

mie/mym/myr/mirs/mirself

nae/nym/nyr/nymself

ghoul/ghouls/ghoulself

rot/rots/rotself

ŝi/ŝia/ (background)

de/ad/ath/adself

vamp/pyr/pyrs/vampself (background)

ghost/ghosts/ghostself (incidental)

bat/bats/batself (incidental)

thorn,thorns,thornself (incidental)

tech/techno/techs/techself (incidental)

ser/sera/raph/seraphim

pearl/pearls/pearlself

qua/tre/treself

joker/jokers/jokerself

cat/cats/catself

hy/hym/hys/hymself

pley/plem/pleir/plemself

shy/shyr/shyrs/shyrself

ty/tyr/tyrself

ay/li/yen/alienself

bek/birk/biakcu

vel/virl/vialcu

Ze/zer/zero/zeroself

ne/nim/nis/nimself

da/dar/darl/darkling

phi/phim/phis/phirself

tuo/tuak/tuar/tuaresi (background)

ne/nim/nis/nimself

he’er/him’mer/his’ser/him’mer-self

null/nulls (secondary)

thon/thons/thonself (secondary)

wi/vyr/vyrn/vyrself

skull/skulls/skullself

shy/hyr/hyrz/hyrself

hie/hin/hiz/hinself

et/eil/eller/eilself

zo/zol/zov/zolself

drae/drem/draer/dremself

tei/tev/telk/tevself

ty/tyl/tyr/tylself

ex/exi/exil/exiself

rot/rots/rotself

shay

rhe/rhem/rheir/rhemself

sun/sun/sunself

lae/laer/laerself

ero/ilas/danajei

ido/eis/eiself

zal/az/azself

ae/ryn/(ryns)/rynself

sia/lia/lis/liaself

zig/zag/zog/(zogs)/zagself,

that one/that one’s/that one’s own,

ae/aeth/aetherself

shade/shades/shadeself

fin/fins/finself

rat/rats/ratself

kal/vir/vil/(val)/kalixir

rhi/rhim/rhir/rhimself

zim/zur/zimself

zim/zur/zam/zurak

xal/xalv/xallix/xalexir

nova/novas/novaself

grey/greys/greyself

she/shim/sher/shimself

faal/fala/faell/faelen/falself

zae/zaen/zaez/zaenself

dae/daes/daeself

za

av/afo/afi/afozasi

en/eta/ake/etazasi

cel/cele/cels/(celes)/celestialf

kui/kuip/kuiper/(kuipers)/kuiperself

dae/daem/daems/daemself

asp/asps/aspself

aster/asters/asterself

xet/xev/xel/xevself

moon/moons/moonself

ast/aster/asters/(asteroid)/asteroth

ke/keter/keters/(keteroid)/keteroth

xey/xem/xeir/(xeirs)/xemself

eth/eths/ethself

ey/em/eir/(eirs)/eirself

nox/nol/nor/(nors)/nolself

(redacted)

mu/oz/ozself

xa/vo/co/(noh)/xavoconoh

Nat/Zahl/Quoz/Real/Comp

[custom-pronoun-pins]

[ID: Ten circular images of a baby snapping turtle covered in mud looking sideways across the camera, with one eye towards the camera, and a paved road behind it. The way the turtle's mouth is shaped make sit look like it is smiling.

Each image reads in bold black font, "I use blank pronouns. Isn't that cool? I think it's cool.", with the blank replaced with a different set of pronouns each time.

The pronoun sets are, in order:

"it/its", "ae/aer",

"ne/rix", "xey/xem",

"ze/hir", "he/him",

"vey/vem", "they/them",

"ix/ixs", and "she/her".

End ID.]

I took this picture of a baby snapping turtle, and it reminded me of the cute "kid doge" memes, so I decided to make this design :) I think it's cute :)

some versions (people use them differently, and of course you can customize them to suit you) of full sets for these pronouns are:

it/it/its/itself

ae/aer/aers/aerself

ne/rix/riv/rixelf

xey/xem/xeir/xemself

ze/hir/hirs/hirself

he/him/his/himself

vey/vem/vir/vemself

they/them/their/themself

ix/ix/ixs/ixself

she/her/hers/herself

These can be saved to your computer/phone/ect and used for icons, headers, moodboards, ect! You can also edit them as long as you aren’t being hateful! If you’d like to make your own, I have templates you can use on @rjalkers-pride-flag-templates

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Designs are no longer available on Redbubble as of April 2023, as they’ve started actively stealing money from artists. Sorry for the inconvenience. You are, as always, encouraged to save these designs to use as icons or in other art, and you are encouraged to print them out and make your own shirts or buttons if you’re able to.

[rjalker]

Word count so far: 35K

Complete. There will be a one-shot sequel.

You can leave anonymous comments/reviews on fanfiction.net if you don't have an account/are too shy.

You can also read the fic in Google Docs here.

You can feel free to download the document at any time to read off-line or save for later. You could even print it out if you wanted to (though it's over 90 pages even in size 12 font, so...make sure you have paper ready). The doc also includes the art I've drawn for this.

If you use Google Doc's download option to save it as an epub, you can transfer it to a phone and read it on any ebook app, though making it an epub does remove italics. I recommend the "ReadEra" app for android, it's really easy to use and free without any ads. I'm not sure what free ebook apps are available for iphones, sorry.

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Quick summary for chapter 1:

Adrien decides to adopt a feral cat, and this goes about as well as you'd expect. Character development ensues, with Adrien learning more about what it really means to take on the responsibility of owning a pet, and starts him on the path to learning how to treat other people better too.

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Summary for the rest of the fic:

It started with Adrien Agreste adopting a random cat off the street. This leads to Adrien getting in contact with a vet, to make sure the cat's in good health. And this leads to Adrien learning about words like "trans" and "nonbinary" and "otherkin", and the idea that you don't have to be a boy just because your parents decided you were one when you were born. You don't even have to be human. Ne doesn't have to be the "perfect son". Ne doesn't even have to be a son at all. Ne can just be...rixelf. Adrien Agreste is no more, now riv name is Pandora. And, overjoyed with riv new identity, Pandora decides that ne's going to tell everyone who will listen, starting with the cleaning staff. And then ne learns that riv father's cruelty extends beyond the confines of Agreste mansion, and blankets the city. Hawkmoth isn't the only villain in Paris, Gabriel Agreste and Mayor Bourgeois are in league, exploiting the labor of the working class in order to fill their own pockets, then taking what little they do pay the workers right back in the form of rent, bills, and late fees. Pandora is horrified to learn where riv allowance has been coming from riv entire life, and vows that ne's going to stop it. Ne needs to tell Ladybug what ne's just learned! But no sooner does Pandora meet up with Ladybug to discuss the threat than another bombshell is dropped on top of rix, and then riv whole world is turned upside down, and nothing will ever be the same again.

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Warnings: Mentions of dead birds/mice in the first chapter, unsafe animal care/animal neglect that is corrected. Some villains and other antagonists/characters who are bad people die offscreen, including both Gabriel. Emilie dies offscreen, but the lead up to it is onscreen. There are also discussions of emotional child abuse, but it's not shown in the present.

If you've read it and think I should list out any other warnings, please let me know!

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The main character figures out ne's nonbinary and otherkin, and starts using neopronouns 100% of the time starting in chapter 3. Multiple other trans characters are in the story as well, though none of them take center stage, since the story follows the main character with an extremely limited perspective.

This is an alternate universe from the show, with changes mostly in the background, not actually affecting this story. The main difference is that in this universe, there's no attempted romance between the heroes, it's 100% platonic. Because misogyny is bad, and this means that Adrien at least starts out with some morals as opposed to none.

Here's a link to the original writing prompt, which became the first chapter of this fic.

If you read all the way through, please let me know what you think with an anonymous comment on ff.net! Are the neopronouns confusing? Does the explanation for them make sense? Did this fic help you understand how to use new pronouns? Let me know! I wrote this partly to help people learn how to use neopronouns, so I want to see whether that worked or not! :)

[rjalkers-neopronouns]

[ID: Two versions of a pride flag with nine symmetrical horizontal stripes of different sizes.

The stripes are, in order from top to bottom: A thick light green stripe, a thin black stripe, a thin yellow stripe, a black stripe, a thin yellow stripe, a black stripe, and a thick purple stripe.

The second version has black text over the center stripe that reads, “ne / rix / riv / rixelf”. End ID.]

Ne/rix/riv/rixelf pronoun flag!

Example sentence:

Ne is standing in line, that’s rix over there, ne's looking for riv favorite color, ne's going to paint riv new room by rixelf!

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This flag can be used for moodboards, icons, edits, redbubble designs, ect, as long as you aren’t on the DNI below.

If you do use it, please include an image description of whatever you have made to keep it accessible! If you don’t know how to make one/don’t have the spoons, you can @ me as @rjalker​ and I’ll make one for you if I can!

(each of these pronoun flag posts are copy and pasted from eachother because it’d be a lot to type otherwise, so let me know if I forgot to change anything, and I’ll fix it!)

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DNI:

Anti-MOGAI, anti-Queer, anti-Xenogenders, anti-Neopronouns, aphobes, panphobes, exclusionists incluidng mspec-lesbian/gay exclusionists, people who are “”neutral”” on “”ace discourse””, TERFs, transmeds, transphobes, anti-BLM, anti-endogenic systems, Trump supporters, porn blogs, MAPS/pro-shippers/anti-antis, zoophiles, people who let anyone reblog from them, and people who don’t care who they reblog from, bigots in general, people I have blocked, do not interact. You will be blocked.

[custom-pronoun-pins]

[ID: Ten circular pronoun pins showing the night sky with a column of colorful stars in the center, above the silhouette of a hill, with a person holding a flashlight standing on the top. White text in the blocky font "Antar" reads on each, "My pronouns are", followed by a set of pronouns.

The pins read, in order:

ze/hir/(hirs)/hirself

ve/vir/vis/virself

card/cards/cardself

it/its/itself

ae/aer/(aers)/aerself

lu/luna/lunas/lunaself

de/dim/dis/dimself

zey/zem/zeir/(zeirs)/zemself

x/xself

ne/rix/riv/rixelf

End ID.]

Feel free to use these as icons, headers, for moodboards, ect. You can find the HD versions of the designs here on the web archive:

"https://archive.org/details/star-column-pronoun-designs"

You can also request more pronouns with the design by sending in an ask! Let me know the full set, and that you want the "star column" design! :)

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Designs are no longer available on Redbubble as of April 2023, as they've started actively stealing money from artists. Sorry for the inconvenience. You are, as always, encouraged to save these designs to use as icons or in other art, and you are encouraged to print them out and make your own shirts or buttons if you're able to.

[neopronouns-in-action]

#030: Boundaries are Made to be Respected, a short, touch-averse Horror story

I'd like to dedicate this story, with hate, to everyone who treats touch averse people like we're problems that need to be solved. Fuck you.

You want to know the genre of a story where the premise is "a touch averse person is asked to compromise on their boundaries to make a touch starved person feel better?" Horror. You are describing a horror story, where you are the villain.

Neopronouns: clo/loc/(locs)/clockself which follow the same rules as she/her/(hers)/herself

Replace she with clo

Replace her with loc

Replace hers with locs

Replace herself with clockself

EX:

"She is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as she gets a fence set up around her yard so the puppy can go outside without her having to walk it. Her uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting her use, since she lost hers."

Becomes:

"Clo is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as clo gets a fence set up around loc yard so the puppy can go outside without loc having to walk it. Loc uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting loc use, since clo lost locs."

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ri/riv/rivs/riverself, which will follow the same rules as he/him/his/himself

Replace he with ri

Replace him with riv

Replace his with rivs

Replace himself with riverself

EX:

"He is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as he gets a fence set up around his yard so the puppy can go outside without him having to walk it. His uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he’s letting him use, since he lost his.”

Becomes:

"Ri is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as ri gets a fence set up around rivs yard so the puppy can go outside without riv having to walk it. Rivs uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he’s letting riv use, since ri lost rivs.”

= = =

Edie was reading on loc phone in the living room, loc legs stretched out in front of loc, loc back propped up on loc favorite pillow against one arm of the couch, when, out of the corner of loc eye, clo saw loc friend and roommate appear in the doorway that led first to the kitchen, then the hallway that led to their bedrooms and the bathroom.

Callery didn't do anything else or say anything, so Edie didn't pay riv any mind, assuming ri was looking at something on rivs own phone, and just continued reading the February 1930 edition of Astounding Stories of Super Science on loc phone, courtesy of Gutenberg.org.

The giant beetle army was advancing across the skies of Australia, and Edie was honestly shocked and horrified by the carnage that was unfolding. Clo had expected this story to be adventurous, sure, but hadn't actually expected to be thrown into the midst of a legitimate, horrifying apocalypse with people actually dying “on screen”, so to say. Why hadn't anyone adapted this to a TV show or something yet? This was horrifying. Clo couldn't look away.

So clo kept reading, and after less than a minute, clo had completely forgot loc friend was still standing in the doorway, completely absorbed as clo was by the ending half of The Beetle Horde. It almost seemed hopeless, but something had to give, right? This wasn't sustainable, so it had to end naturally soon, because nothing in nature would exist with this level of unbalance with the rest of the ecosystem--

“Hey.” Callery's voice came suddenly, deadly serious, and Edie was knocked out of loc thoughts and the book. Immediately, clo felt loc heart freeze in dread, and this time not because of the giant beetles that seemed like they were going to destroy all of humanity. No, this time it was because that was not the kind of tone of voice you used to deliver good news.

Edie lowered loc phone, and lifted loc gaze toward the doorway of the living room, turning Callery's form from a blur at the corner of loc eye into the fully detailed reality.

Callery was standing there leaning against the doorway, wearing rivs favorite purple hoodie with rivs hands shoved into the front pocket, and rivs dark green and gold flannel pajama pants, with rivs feet bare on the carpeting. Rivs brown hair was undone from its usual ponytail, and was pushed back behind rivs ears, falling in a rippling wave down rivs back. Rivs expression was serious, and ri was staring straight at Edie with rivs cool but disconcerting electric blue eyes.

Edie sat up, alarmed, shoved loc phone into loc pocket so it'd be out of the way, and swung loc feet onto the floor, for a moment irrationally worrying that Callery was about to announce that giant gods damned beetles were attacking Australia, before the much more logical, and likely anxieties cut in. “What's wrong?” Clo demanded, “What happened?” Had Amie died? Was someone else in the hospital? Had Callery caught Covid19? Were they both probably going to die now despite all their precautions?

To loc consternation, Callery didn't answer immediately, just looked down at the floor, rivs hands visibly fidgeting inside the giant hoodie pocket, until finally ri looked up again. “I need to ask you a favor.” Ri said, still in that horribly serious tone of voice, staring directly into Edie's eyes.

Callery's contact-assisted electric blue eyes were sharp and clear, determined and intense.

Edie couldn't look away. Clo felt like clo was pinned into place like a bug under a microscope.

“What kind of favor?” Clo managed to ask, now even more alarmed than before. This was not the way loc friend normally behaved. What in the world could ri possibly want?

Again, Callery didn't answer immediately. Instead, ri strode fully into the room, around the coffee table, and then sat down right next to Edie on loc couch. Right next to loc. Literally on the cushion right next to loc.

Now clo was really afraid, and even more frozen. Why was Callery doing this? Ri knew Edie hated being this close to other people, that was why clo had a whole couch just to clockself. Clo found clockself leaning away from loc roommate, into the pillow clo'd been leaning so comfortably on just a minute before, and still, Callery didn't move away, didn't get the hint, even though Edie could see rivs eyes watching loc. Callery had to know how intensely uncomfortable Edie felt right now, how trapped ri was making clo feel, but ri wasn't doing anything to move away or apologize.

They had had many frank, in-depth discussions about Edie's boundaries and personal space bubble before they ever moved in together. Callery had sworn over and over again to respect them, not to press loc in any way. Ri had agreed that Edie's couch was Edie's alone, ri'd only use it with permission. Ri would never try to sit next to Edie, and would not only never touch Edie without permission, but never /even/ ask Edie to let riv touch loc. The only time they would ever touch was if Edie initiated it clockself, which, Edie assured riv, would literally be never, unless there was some sort of life or death emergency.

(Clo didn't know how to perform CPR, but if Callery was ever unconscious, clo would do loc best to revive riv. And the same thing if the apartment ever caught on fire. If Callery were hurt or unconscious, Edie would try to drag riv out, or even try to carry riv if clo had to.)

So why for the love of all that was sacred was Callery doing to to loc?

Clo could barely get the words out. “What kind of favor?” Clo repeated, already sure clo knew the answer, and dreading it. There was no other favor Callery could be about to ask loc for that would involve betraying loc like this.

Clo'd thought clo could trust Callery.

“I know you're going to hate me, I'm such a horrible person for asking,” Callery began, and yeah, Edie was really, really beginning to hate riv just for that tone of voice and the manipulative way ri was phrasing this. Callery continued, supposedly oblivious to how much ri was stressing loc out by saying this, “I know, you said you don't ever want to be touched, but, Edie, I'm really feeling touch starved right now, and I wanted to ask you if we could re-negotiate on your boundaries.”

And to think, Edie'd been having so much horrified fun just a minute or two ago. Now the horror was real.

Callery was so close Edie could smell the peppermint on rivs breath from the bag of dinner mints Edie'd gotten riv at the store as a random present, since clo knew ri loved them.

“What?” It was all Edie could think to say, because everything about this situation was horrifying, even more horrifying than the thought of giant beetles destroying the world. Re-negotiate on loc boundaries? There was no fucking way to negotiate on not being touched, except to be touched!

“I want to negotiate,” Callery repeated, and unless it was Edie's imagination, ri seemed like ri'd moved even closer. “See if we can find a middle-ground where where both our needs are being accommodated for. I'm just feeling so lonely, I really just need someone to touch me. With the lockdowns, I can't get it from anyone else, you're my only option left.”

Edie's mind was almost blank with rage and betrayal. This was exactly the kind of thing clo'd never wanted to happen. This was the exact sort of thing clo'd set up loc extremely strict and clear boundaries to prevent.

And here Callery was, trampling all over them, and trying to make Edie feel bad about setting them up in the first place. It had seemed too good to be true when Callery had so readily agreed to respect Edie's personal space all those months ago when clo'd decided to let Callery move in with loc, and now Edie could see why it had been so easy for Callery to nod along and say the right words - - ri hadn't actually meant any of them.

It was easy to make a promise you had no intention of keeping.

Edie's heart was pounding in loc chest, and loc hands were beginning to tingle. Either loc was about to have a panic attack, or loc was really just that angry. Or both. How was clo supposed to be able to tell the difference?

“Get away from me.” Clo said, and it was a struggle to keep loc voice even, when what clo really wanted to do was snarl. “You are way too close. Back up.”

Callery's mouth twitched, and Edie had no idea what kind of expression almost crossed rivs face.

But ri lifted riverself slightly, and backed up...but only by a few inches.

Edie didn't know what expression was on loc face when clo realized that that was as far as Callery was going to move, but Callery reacted to it by lifting rivs hands, palms forward, as though pleading with a wild animal. “Come on, Edie,” Ri said, “I'm not asking for much, and you don't know what it's like, being touch starved. I'm really suffering here, it's making my depression even worse. Can't we just, I don't know, hold hands or something? Don't look at me like that, why can't we talk about this like mature adults? You've got to learn to compromise.”

“Letting you touch me isn't a compromise!” Edie snapped. That would literally just be Callery getting everything ri wanted, and Edie losing everything clo needed. Clo shoved clocself further back into the arm of the couch, suddenly acutely aware of the fact that clo was quite literally trapped. The way the coffee table had one edge against the wall, the only way for clo to move away from Callery if ri stayed where ri was, would be for clo to literally climb on top of the table to get away.

Callery had to be aware of this. There was no way ri couldn't be. Ri'd known what ri was doing the moment ri decided to sit down right next to Edie on loc couch, tearing straight through loc personal space like it was made of tissue paper.

“Go pet Spot!” Clo snarled, feeling too many things at once to process them all. Loc heart was still racing in loc chest, and loc head was starting to hurt, too. Clo could no longer feel loc hands. Was this anxiety? Rage? Clo couldn't tell the difference, and it didn't matter.

This conversation shouldn't be happening. This didn't have to fucking happen. How fucking dare Callery do this to loc, after making such a big show of caring about loc, after promising to respect loc boundaries.

It was so fucking simple, all ri had to do was not fucking touch loc. It was so fucking simple, didn't require any effort at all. All ri had to fucking do was actually respect Edie's boundaries, but no, no.

Callery opened rivs mouth to say something, but Edie cut riv off, too overwhelmed to even pretend to play nice. “If you're so fucking desperate to touch someone, go pet Spot, she'd fucking love it, and there's no way in hell I'm letting you touch me. Go pet the gods damned cat!”

But Callery shook rivs head forcefully, and sighed loudly. “It's not the same as with a person.” Ri said, leaning forward like that was going to do anything to help the situation at all. “It's about the human connection.”

Edie had already been seriously contemplating the idea of punching riv in the face, and that was almost the final straw. “Well, good thing I'm not human!” Clo exclaimed, “Go find your damned human connection somewhere else! Like Robin, you know, your partner? Or did they just suddenly cease to exist?”

“The lockdown - -”

“He lives right across the parking lot! You had them over literally two days ago!”

“He went to visit their sister!” Callery slapped rivs hands down on rivs thighs, clearly starting to get frustrated with Edie's unwillingness to just give in to rivs demands. Ri clearly hadn't been expecting a fight, ri'd just thought Edie would roll over and do what ri wanted as long as ri put on a sad face while asking. Ri huffed out a sigh, then visibly composed riverself, only to then immediately let rivs face fall back into a sad expression. “Come on,” Ri said, voice lowered like that would make what ri was asking less inherently offensive, “You know I have seasonal depression, it's really kicking my ass right now. Is it really too much to ask for you to comfort your depressed friend? We can just hold hands, whatever you're comfortable with.”

Whatever clo was comfortable with??

While clo was sputtering with rage at the audacity, Callery decided that ri was going to reach out towards loc shoulder with one hand.

That was it. That was Edie's limit.

The TV remote was the closest thing nearby that wasn't invaluable, sitting on the back of the sofa, so faster than clo ever thought clo'd moved before, clo snatched it up, and slammed it down on Callery's reaching hand, right across rivs knuckles.

Then clo made a flying leap over the coffee table, and miraculously managed to avoid tripping over it or slamming into the TV directly opposite. Spinning on loc heel, clo made a split second calculation, and, ignoring the front door, swung instead through the door frame, into the kitchen, the tiled floor cold beneath loc bare feet, through the next door, then dashed down the short hallway and into loc room on the left side, turning to slam the door shut behind loc as soon as clo was inside, twisting the lock on the handle as clo did so.

It was just the simple kind of lock you turned on the doorknob, and clo had figured out how to easily open them as a kid using a penny. Literally all you had to do was fit the penny into the slot on the other side of the doorknob, and turn it, and the door would be unlocked.

All clo had in the way of real furniture in loc room was a short bookshelf that was only half filled with books, so clo immediately dragged it over across the carpet, and shoved it flat against the door.

Clo didn't know if Callery would try to get in or not. Clo didn't even know if Callery knew the trick to opening locks like this. But if Callery did manage to get in somehow past the bookshelf, Edie had plenty of spray paint to use to defend clockself, because all loc craft supplies were kept in the plastic drawers next to loc bed. Clo went over, ripped the drawer open, and snatched out the first one loc hand found - - neon yellow.

It was then that Edie realized that Spot was half-crouched right there on on loc bed, staring up at loc with wide, frightened eyes, everything about her posture screaming fear.

It was because Edie had slammed the door so hard, and maybe if Spot had heard any of their shouting. Edie was still in the midst of what was probably a panic attack, but clo did loc best to make loc voice come out soft and soothing as clo reassured almost entirely on automatic, “Hey, Spot, it's okay, it's alright, pretty kitty, you don't need to be scared, I'm not mad at you, it's alright.”

Clo wiggled loc fingers towards Spot to reassure her, and was rewarded with Spot's body language almost instantly relaxing out of her tense posture, though she was still slightly wary.

“Good girl, good kitty.” Edie reassured again, trying to calm loc own self down. Loc hands were shaking as clo pulled loc phone out of loc pocket, just to make sure loc still had it, thanking every god ever worshiped that clo'd thought to put it in loc pocket in the first place, rather than just leaving it sit on the couch. Clo didn't know what clo would have done if clo'd been trapped in here without loc phone.

It had been a calculated risk, choosing to run for loc room instead of out the front door. Clo was barefoot, and wearing shorts and a tank top, it was forty degrees outside, and the sun hadn't even set yet, so it would only get colder. If Callery locked loc out, there would be no other options than freezing if what Callery'd said about Robin going to visit his sister was true.

There were no sounds of pursuit, no angry banging or self-pitying pleads for forgiveness from the door, so hopefully Callery was too busy crying over rivs hopefully bruised knuckles to chase loc down.

Still shaking, Edie went over to loc bed and gently sat down so clo could lean against the wall. Spot gave an almost silent 'mmow' in greeting, and immediately got to her feet to come over and curl up next to Edie's leg, rolling over onto her back to bare her soft, cream-colored belly trustingly.

Edie obliged by gently rubbing loc hand up and down Spot's belly, feeling her purr under loc hand. Most cats hated having their belly rubbed, but apparently no one had ever told Spot that, because she seemed to think she was a dog. She was by far the weirdest cat Edie had ever rescued.

Edie sighed.

Clo had set loc boundaries the way clo had for a reason.

Many people treated the idea that every person needed regular physical contact with other people as a universal fact, sacrosanct and unchallengable.

Those people hadn't met Edie, for whom physical touching from other people, and even animals if it went on long enough, caused physical pain.

Edie hadn't woken up one day and decided to punish everyone around loc by withholding physical affection, but that was sure how literally everyone clo'd ever been friends or family with acted about it.

Everyone insisted on taking the fact that physical touch literally hurt loc as a personal attack on themselves, or loc trust in them, no matter how many times clo explained that it literally didn't matter who it was, or how much clo liked them, it was all equally horrible to experience. It was literally nothing personal.

Clo had made that clear, too, to Callery when clo agreed to let riv move into loc apartment. And Callery had pretended to agree, pretended to accept it. Had nodded along and said all the nice words that Edie had been all too happy to hear.

But it had been a lie. Clo should have known better than to expect the level of compassion Callery had pretended to offer. Callery was just as selfish as everyone else Edie had ever met. Callery thought ri was owed Edie's body, owed Edie's touch, just like everyone else who had ever demanded a hug or a handshake or any other kind of physical “affection” from loc.

It literally had nothing to do with the person, and everything to do with the fact that it hurt. It felt bad.

Half the time Spot tried to sit with loc, Edie literally had to pick her up and move her somewhere else, because if Spot leaned against loc arm the way she usually wanted to, loc whole arm, all the way up to loc shoulder, would start to ache horribly, and it would stay painful for a long time afterward.

Sometimes clo was willing to put up with it to keep Spot happy, because clo was just so overjoyed to have so thoroughly gained Spot's trust in the first place, clo didn't want to do anything that would make Spot think clo didn't like her.

Because Spot was a cat, she didn't understand the concept of boundaries, she'd never agreed not to touch Edie unless loc initiated the touch first. Spot was just a cat, she was literally incapable of breaking Edie's trust, or understanding that when Edie moved her away, it wasn't because Edie didn't like her.

The same could not be said of loc roommate.

Clo didn't know what Callery would try to do next, if ri would try to pressure Edie again, if ri would beg for forgiveness, or if ri would just pretend the whole thing hadn't happened at all, pretend ri hadn't betrayed Edie at all, and tried to guilt-trip loc into agreeing to hurt clockself.

But Edie knew one thing for sure. By this time tomorrow, clo would no longer have a roommate. Clo had managed to pay the rent on loc own for a full year before she met Callery, clo would manage it again without rivs help. Clo would never be able to trust riv ever again, not after today, not even with a million apologies and promises that it would never happen again.

Clo had already been fed that line in the past too many times to believe it now. Callery had gotten rivs chance, and instead of taking it, ri had decided to burn it to the ground.

This time tomorrow, Edie would no longer have a roommate. And that was perfectly fine with loc. Clo was happier on loc own, anyways. Interacting with Callery every single day had been wearing on loc nerves for months. This was the final straw.

Callery could move in with Robin, if they were still willing to date riv once he found out what ri'd done. Their other roommate had moved out two weeks ago, there was no longer any point in Callery staying with Edie instead.

Some of the anger and anxiety was starting to drain away, and Edie shifted so clo could lean back against loc pillows and stretch loc legs out in front of loc, the way clo'd been lying before loc now ex-friend ex-roommate had decided to interrupt.

Clo turned loc phone back on, and selected the book again, hoping that the horrors of the beetle apocalypse would be enough to distract loc from the much worse horrors of real life.

If Callery decided to break loc door down, clo would spray-paint riv in the face when ri did that, but until that happened, clo was going to try to calm down and try to enjoy clockself.

[[Ships were found drifting in the Indian Ocean, totally destitute of crews and passengers...]]

[neopronouns-in-action]

028: You Learn Something New Everyday

Neopronouns: ne/rix/riv/rixelf which follow the same rules as he/him/his/himself

Replace he with ne

Replace him with rix

Replace his with riv

Replace himself with rixelf

EX:

"He is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as he gets a fence set up around his yard so the puppy can go outside without him having to walk it. His uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he’s letting him use, since he lost his.”

Becomes:

"Ne is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as ne gets a fence set up around riv yard so the puppy can go outside without rix having to walk it. Riv uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he’s letting rix use, since ne lost riv.”

= = =

Pandora hadn’t been expecting riv friends to reach up and pull rix off the wall once ne got close enough to the ground for them to grab.

One moment ne was about to step for the last foothold before ne could reach the floor, the next, riv friends' hands were on riv shirt, arms, shoulders, pulling riv down and into their collective embrace.

Pandora was immediately engulfed by their arms wrapping around rix, as riv senses were assaulted by the sudden heat, pressure, and sounds.

For a few horrifying seconds, ne couldn’t even move, too overwhelmed by the horrifying experience of all riv friends surrounding rix, and all of them touching rix, the pressure on riv arms and shoulders and chest making rix feel like ne was drowning.

Anywhere riv friends touched rix, it was like there was a live wire between them, but instead of electricity, it was pure sensation in its most terrible form: pain. Like a burn, but even more, and even worse -- it was sickening, it was too much.

It took Pandora a few horrifically long, terrified seconds to figure out that riv friends weren’t actually trying to smother or attack rix, they were giving rix a group hug. They hadn't raced up here to murder rix.

Pandora wanted to tell them to let go, but the horrible sensations combined with the sheer horrified /bafflement/ of what was happening stole riv voice. Ne couldn't move. Ne was frozen like a deer in the headlights. Ne could barely even breathe.

Ne just couldn’t believe it. /This/ was what a group hug felt like?? /This/ was the torment that everyone was always swooning over as the cutest, most heartwarming thing ever to happen?? All of the shows and movies ne had ever watched, all the books and comics, had lied to rix??? How in the world was this possible!?

All ne could do was stay frozen like a statue, unable to move to even cringe away from the invasive, painful touches. Only a few horrible seconds had passed since it began, but it felt like a lifetime.

Suddenly, May’s voice suddenly called out, rising high above the din from the celebrations outside, “Hey! Hey, everyone, stop! Everyone back off! You didn’t ask if you could hug him! Let go, give him some space, Calem doesn’t look like he’s enjoying this!”

Immediately, Pandora’s other friends released rix and jumped away, exclaiming several variations of, “Sorry!” as ne stumbled from the sudden lack of support, and ne had to expend every ounce of riv restraint just to stop rixelf from spinning around and leaping right back up the rock climbing wall and out of reach.

The harness was still on rix, and beeping at rix in alarm about a “fall detected”, and the heart-rate monitor was giving its own warning chirps, telling rix riv heart-rate was far higher than normal, even taking the exercise ne’d been doing into consideration. And ne could feel the proof in riv chest - riv heart was racing.

Riv friends backed away, and Pandora backed up, entirely on instinct, until riv shoulders hit one of the footholds.

Ne frantically shook out riv arms, trying to get the pins and needles that were crawling along riv skin to stop. This was unbearable. It was like they were still touching rix, ne could still feel the weight like they hadn't even let go. Ne flexed riv hands convulsively, trying to get the sensation to go away, but it didn’t. In desperation, ne ripped the harness off and flung it to the floor, hoping the removal of that weight would help, and knowing ne shouldn't be trying to climb in this sort of mental state. It didn't help, but it did stop the harness from beeping.

Joy said loudly, “I’m really sorry about that, man!” as way of apology, drawing Pandora's wild gaze to him where he stood, one hand on the back of his neck, looking surprised and upset, but not as upset as Pandora thought the situation warranted. Clearly, Joy was not aware of the full effect his touch - - along with everyone' else's - - was still having on Pandora. Joy continued, “I was just so happy to see you were okay, I didn’t even think to ask if I could hug you or not. I’m really sorry.” He said, sounding sincere. The words could not possibly make up for what Pandora was suffering now.

“I’m sorry, dude!” Chad added, “We should have asked first, it won’t happen again!” Pandora wished it hadn't happened in the first place. But unlike some people, ne wasn't a time traveler, ne couldn't go back in time and warn rixelf not to get within riv friends' reach without telling them not to touch rix.

The others all chimed in with equally help-less apologies and reassurances that they wouldn’t hug “him” without permission again, but the whole time, Pandora was still trying to get rixelf under control. Ne couldn't appreciate the fact that they were apologizing because ne was still suffering. It /still hurt/.

Ne could still feel the pressure against riv skin, tingling like hot, painful electricity, even though there wasn’t anything there. Ne was looking at riv arm, and there was nothing there. Ne rubbed riv arms together, one across the other, hoping that would help, but it didn’t do anything.

“I－I wouldn’t have known to tell you no if you had asked.” Ne stammered out, feeling like ne was going to cry, completely overwhelmed and confused. This didn't make any sense. Why was this happening? “I don’t know why this－feels so bad! It’s not that I don’t like you all－”

“No, no, it’s okay, Calem, you don’t have to apologize!” May interrupted rix, and darted her way through the others so that she was standing in front of rix before she continued firmly, “It’s okay to be touch-averse, you don’t need to apologize, no one’s going to take it personally, /right?/” There was force on the last word, and as she said it, she turned to look back at the rest of their friends, who all immediately nodded eager agreement and chorused, “Right!” and “Of course!” and a few more “Sorry!”s.

Then she turned back to Pandora, smiling sympathetically. “It helps me if I wash my hands or my arms or whatever it is after someone touches me,” She said, gesturing towards where Pandora was still rubbing riv arms together, “It helps to get rid of the weird feeling. It might help you too!” Somehow, ne knew she had to put effort in to make her voice seem light and cheerful.

She looked around past their friends, and her eyes visibly widened as she apparently actually took in the scale of riv bedroom for the first time.

After a stunned pause, she seemed to collect herself, and turned back to rix again, forcefully, asking with her normally cheerful voice a little even more obviously strained now, “Is there a bathroom or a sink nearby? You can see if it’ll help at all.”

Pandora nodded towards the bathroom on the far side of the room, still rubbing riv arms, trying to get rid of the sensation, valiantly resisting the urge to see if scratching rixelf with riv nails would help. Ne was very tempted to claw rixelf bloody, but that probably would just make everything worse.

May threw a fist into the air like it was a huge victory, and charged away across the room, leaving their friends with no choice but to part way for her like she would run them over if they didn't.

Pandora followed her, not knowing what else to do but trusting her to know what she was talking about.

The rest of riv friends stayed where they were, and began to murmur amongst themselves, most their voices too low for Pandora to hear except in small chunks. Ne knew they were talking about riv reaction to the hug. There wasn't anything else they could possibly be talking about, not this soon after it had happened.

And as ne heard part of what was being said as ne walked away, was just now occurring to Pandora that ne hadn't told them ne was nonbinary yet, which was why they were calling rix “he”, and “Calem”. Ne would have to fix that as soon as ne no longer felt like dying from whatever the heck was happening. Right now, if ne had to choose between being misgendered again, and getting another hug, ne would rather be misgendered a million times.

Ne followed May across riv room, then led the rest of the way at a fast walk when she began to hesitate, since the door to the bathroom blended in if you didn't know what to look for, and she clearly couldn't tell where it was. It slid open upon riv approach and the lights came on automatically, and she followed rix inside.

Ne went immediately to the large sink, and shoved riv hands under the faucet, commanding, riv voice still audibly shaking, and hard to get out past the lump in riv throat, “Water on, hot, with soap.”

The sink turned on, letting loose a stream of hot, soap-infused water onto riv shaking hands. Ne immediately began to scrub at them as hard as ne could, the scented bubbles wafting the smell of a Persian silk tree's flowers into the air. Unfortunately, the sensations on riv skin were still too horrible for what was usually riv favorite scent to help.

Ne scrubbed at riv hands under the stream of hot water until the temperature almost became too hot, hoping it would make /all of it/ go away.

For good measure, ne splashed the soapy water up onto riv arms, and scrubbed them, too, barely resisting the urge to use riv nails. Riv heart was still pounding in riv chest like ne'd run a marathon. Ne was doing riv best to take slow, deep breaths, but that didn't seem to be affecting the rate of riv heart at all. Nor were the pins and needles crawling over every inch of riv skin where ne'd been touched.

And while the hot water did seem to slowly be helping with riv hands and now slightly on riv arms, none of this was helping with where ne'd been grabbed on riv chest, shoulders, or back, where the horribleness seemed to be concentrated the most strongly, because that was where ne'd been grabbed the hardest, but ne had no idea how the heck ne was supposed to do anything about that without just getting in the shower, which...

Okay, now that ne thought of it...was an extremely tempting idea.

It still literally felt like their hands were all over rix, their arms wrapping around rix like constricting snakes. Ne could still feel the lines of pressure across riv shoulders and back. Riv skin was crawling like nothing ne'd ever felt before. If ne got in the shower, ne could use the luffa to scrub at riv skin more effectively than with riv hands, so maybe that would help. Maybe the scratchiness would replace the feeling of pressure and heat.

It would be rude to shower while riv friends were waiting, but at the moment ne didn't really care about being polite or not.

Ne glanced back at May, who'd stopped in the doorway to the bathroom, and was just standing there, currently staring up towards the ceiling with a gobsmacked expression. Pandora glanced up to see what she was looking at, but didn't see anything different from the usual. The vaulted ceiling was just the same as always.

“Hey.” Ne said, and could hear for rixelf how /not okay/ riv voice sounded. Ne sounded almost as bad as ne felt. “I'm just going to get in the shower to see if that helps, can you let everyone else know I'll be out soon?”

May jumped, like she'd forgotten ne was there, then nodded. “Yes, I'll tell everyone.” She said. She twisted her hands together in front of her, and said, “I'm sorry again for what happened, Calem. Usually everyone's a lot better at asking before they touch someone, but with all the excitement...I guess they forgot that not everyone enjoys being touched.” To Pandora's shock, there was a heavy current of bitterness in her usually cheerful voice, which ne had never heard before. Ne thought this was the first time ne'd ever seen her upset at their friends.

But if Pandora was understanding the situation correctly, she also experienced the same sort of things ne had just felt for the first time when she was touched, so if she'd already gone through the effort of getting their friends to respect her personal space, then ne could understand why she would be so upset about them hugging rix without getting permission first.

What ne still couldn't understand was how ne'd been so successfully lied to riv entire life. The movies and shows made group hugs look like the most awesome, relaxing thing in the world. Books always described them as healing and cathartic and wonderful. The reality was that they were an absolutely horrific nightmare. Who the hell had decided to tell this lie? Was ne really expected to believe that people /enjoyed/ hugs when they felt /like that/?

But May had called it something. What had she called it? Touch-something. Ne couldn't remember, and she'd already turned to leave the room, so ne couldn't ask unless ne wanted to chase after her.

But the sensation of hands were /still/ branded on riv skin, and ne thought the hot water and soap had helped a little for riv hands. Ne told the door to shut and lock, then began to strip out of riv clothes as quickly as possible, wanting to wash away the sensations if ne could.

Ne turned on the shower to its hottest setting with all of riv favorite scented soaps activated, grabbed the luffa and tried to once again physically scrub away the touches ne could still feel lingering. If ne closed riv eyes, it felt like ne was still surrounded, still being hugged. Ne tried to turn the water temperature up higher, only for the automatic safety controls to inform rix that it wasn't allowed. Ne sighed, and stuck riv face under the spray to let the water hit riv face instead.

At least there was one good thing about this experience.

Now ne knew to never, ever, ever accept a hug, ever, as long as ne lived.

[custom-pronoun-pins]

[ID: Ten circular designs with a solid colored background and a pride flag inside the circle.

Each pin reads, "Valued memeber of the Global Trans Werewolf Pack".

The flags are, in order:

Mspec, with stripes of purple, pink, orange, yellow, green, and blue.

Mspec gay, with stripes of cream, pale yellow, orange, desaturated red, and dark red-brown.

Nebularomantic, with stripes in a graident from dark red to white to very dark blue that is almost black.

Nebulous attraction with stripes of very dark purple, dark purple, berry purple, pale blue, purple, dark blue, and very dark blue.

The nei/ther/thers/therself pronoun flag, with stripes in different widths: leaf green, thin pale yellow, thin green-blue, dark green, thin green-blue, thin pale yellow, and leaf green.

The neopronouns flag with stripes of pastel green, cyan, white, yellow, and orange.

The ne/rix pronoun flag, with stripes of different widths: thick pale green, thin black, yellow-orange, thin black, and thick purple.

A neurodivergent flag with stripes of pale yellow, dark orange, black, dark green, black, dark orange, and pale yellow.

The neutrois flag, with stripes of white, green, and black.

A flag based on the concept of "no gender, only power armour" from Fallout: New Vegas, with stripes of dark, desaturated olive green, rust brown, black, grey, black, rust brown, and olive green.

End ID.]

To see all the posts on tumblr, you can click here to see the tag for them all, which is “Valued member of the Global Trans Werewolf Pack pins”.

These can be used for anything you'd like, headers, icons, moodboards ect, no credit needed!

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Designs are no longer available on Redbubble as of April 2023, as they've started actively stealing money from artists. Sorry for the inconvenience. You are, as always, encouraged to save these designs to use as icons or in other art, and you are encouraged to print them out and make your own shirts or buttons if you're able to.

[custom-pronoun-pins]

[ID: Fifteen circular pronoun pins showing the night sky with a column of colorful stars in the center, above the silhouette of a hill, with a person holding a flashlight standing on the top. White text in the blocky font "Antar" reads on each, "My pronouns are", followed by a set of pronouns.

The pins read, in order:

xe/xim/xis/ximself

ze/zim/zis/zimself

li/lia/lias/liaself

neo/neos/neoself

ne/rix/riv/rixelf

heart/hearts/heartself

clo/loc/(locs)/clockself

ri/riv/rivs/riverself

he/him/his/himself

she/her/(hers)/herself

they/them/their/(theirs)/themself

they/them/their/(theirs)/theirself

they/them/their/(theirs)/themselves

they/them/their/(theirs)/theirselves

star/stars/starself

End ID.]

Feel free to use these as icons, headers, for moodboards, ect. You can find the HD versions of the designs here on the web archive:

"https://archive.org/details/star-column-pronoun-designs"

You can also request more pronouns with the design by sending in an ask! Let me know the full set, and that you want the "star column" design! :)

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Designs are no longer available on Redbubble as of April 2023, as they've started actively stealing money from artists. Sorry for the inconvenience. You are, as always, encouraged to save these designs to use as icons or in other art, and you are encouraged to print them out and make your own shirts or buttons if you're able to.

[rjalker]

It wasn't just riv father that was to blame. Riv mother had been just as cruel, and it was her fortune that riv father had married into in the first place. She’d been gone for a month now, and Pandora was celebrating every day out from under her control.

If only riv father could disappear too, ne would be the happiest rat in the world.

[rjalker]

if your pronouns aren't on this list, tell me so I can add them.

Mostly it's just the first two forms that matter for most of the pronoun pin designs, but people kept asking for the full sets, which is why they're all listed out.

You know, I had these sorted into groups of 10 but tumblr decided to undo that. so. RIP.

ace/aces/acelf (or aceself)

ae/aem/aes/aemself

ae/aeon/aeons/aeonself

ae/aer/(aers)/aerself

ae/ryn/(ryns)/rynself

ae/aev/aevs/aevself

aero/aeros/aeroself

aix/arix/aiv/aixelf

an/droid/androidself

an/dro/gyn/oid

an/dro/dros/androself

aro/aros/aroself

ar/lok/loks/lokself

asi/min/mina/minself

aster/asters/asterself

ay/ace/aceself

ay/li/yen/alienself

bee/bees/beeself

bee/bem/bes/bemself

beep/boop/boops/boopself

bun/buns/bunself

by/lar/lars/larself

byt/byts/bytself

ca/thar/tis/tharself

card/cards/cardself

ce/cer/(cers)/cerself

ce/cey/ces/ceyself

ce/cey/ceir/ceyself

cey/cem/ceir/cemself

ce/cim/cims/cimself

ce/cir/cirs/cirself

cer/cers/cerself

char/chars/charself

charm/charms/charmself

che/chi/chis/chiself

che/chim/chis/chimself

click/clack/clacks/clackself

clo/loc/(locs)/clockself

club/clubs/clubself

club/heart/spade/(diamond)/suitself

coin/coins/coinself

co/cos/coself

cu/ti/tis/tiself

cy/cyan/cyans/cyanself

cyan/cyans/cyanself

cy/cyb/cybryk

cy/cyb/cyber/cyberself

da/dar/dark/darkself

dark/darks/darkself

dae/daem/daems/daemself

dae/daem/daemon/daemonself

de/ad/ath/adself

de/der/(ders)/derself

de/dim/dis/dimself

de/ir/irk/irself

deq/dir/dira/dirself

dey/dem/des/demself

diamond/diamonds/diamondself

dove/doves/doveself

dre/aras/arel/araself

dre/dream/dreams/dreamself

dream/dreams/dreamself

e/em/eir/emself

e/er/ers/erself

e/im/is/imself

echo/echos/echoself

es/lin/lins/linself

ex/exs/exself

ey/eir/eirself

ey/em/eir/emself

ey/er/eir/erself

fae/faer/(faers)/faerself

fae/fir/firs/firself

fang/fangs/fangself

fe/ir

feather/feathers/featherself

fleur/fleurs/fleurself

fluff/fluffs/fluffself

fox/foxs/foxself

frog/frogs/frogself

gal/lif/frey/gallifrey

gar/ros/roself

gear/gears/gearself

gi/gin/gins/ginself

glitch/glitches/glitchself

he/him/his/himself

hea/ler/(lers)/lerself

heart/hearts/heartself

hero/heros/heroself

hop/hops/hopself

hy/hym/hys/hymself

ido/eis/eiself

ili/ilin

it/its/itself

ith/iths/ithself

ith/kir/kirs/kirself

ivy/ivys/ivyself

ix/hal/hallep/halself

ix/ixelf

izi/av/avi/fiself

jay/jays/jayself

joke/jokes/jokeself

joker/jokers/jokerself

ke/kem/kes/kemself

ker/kri/krix/kriself

key/kem/kes/kemself

king/kings/kingself

kit/kits/kitself

kit/kitten/kittens/kittenself

kiz/zuna/zunas/zunaself

ky/shal/shalk/shalself

ky/tin/tins/tinself

kyn/areth/arev/arethself

leaf/leafs/leafself

ley/lem/les/lemself

li/lia/lias/liaself

li/lim/lis/limself

li/lin/lins/linself

li/lir/lirs/lirself

lo/lok/loks/lokself

lu/lun/luna/lunself

lu/luna/lunas/lunaself

lun/luna/lunas/lunaself

luna/lunas/lunaself

ly/lyr/lyrs/lyrself

mae/mer/mims/merself

mal/ad/dy/malady

mango/mangos/mangoself

meow/meows/meowself

mi/mus/pol/muself

mio/fel/fels/felself

mley/mlem/mlems/mlemself

mon/arch/archs/archself

monarch/monarchs/monarchself

moon/moons/moonself

moth/moths/mothself

mp3/mp3s/mp3self

mus/ruum/ruums/ruumself

N/Z/Q/(R)/C

nat/zahl/quoz/(reals)/comp

ne/nem/nes/nemself

ne/neo/neos/neoself

ne/rix/riv/rixelf

nei/ther/thers/therself

neo/neon/neonself

neo/neos/neoself

ney/nem/nes/nemself

ni/nir/niys/nirself

ni/nir/nirs/nirself

nix/nixself

nor/mal/mals/normalself

nor/nors/norself

nov/nova/novas/novaself

nova/novas/novaself

oak/oaks/oakself

owl/owls/owlself

paw/paws/pawself

pe/per/pers/perself

per/sim/sims/simself

pix/pixel/pixels/pixelself

pri/prin/prince/princeself

pri/pin/princess/princesself

pro/noun/nouns/nounself

pru/nus/sero/nuself

pup/pups/pupself

purr/purrs/purself

queen/queens/queenself

queer/queers/queerself

quer/cus/quercuself

qui/sal/kus/salself

quir/quirs/quirself

rain/rains/rainself

rak/sura/suras/suraself

rawr/rawrs/rawrself

re/rei/reiv/reiself

ri/rin/rins/rinself

ri/riv/rivs/riverself

ri/riv/rix/riself

rot/rots/rotself

ry/ryn/ryns/rynself

sci/ence/(ences)/enceself

sci/scis/sciself

sci/ur/rus/sciuruself

se/ser/sers/serself

se/sim/sims/simelf

sey/sem/seir/semself

shay/shayself

shay/shays/shayself

shey/shem/sheir/shemself

she/her/(hers)/herself

si/sin/sina/sinself

sia/lia/lias/liaself

sil/silv/silver/silverself

singu/laer/larity/singularity

ski/per/pers/perself

skip/per/pers/skipperself

skip/skips/skipself

skipper/skippers/skipperself

so/sol/sols/solself

sol/solar/solars/solarself

soul/souls/soulself

spade/spades/spadeself

spark/sparks/sparkself

star/stars/starself

ste/stel/stellarself

stell/stellium/stelliumself

strife/strifes/strifeself

su/[na]/uvu/lo/(kar)/zeda

sun/suns/sunself

sy/rup/rups/rupself

sy/sky/skys/skyself

tal/lyn/lyns/lynself

tar/dis/tardiself

te/teal/teals/tealself

te/ter/ters/terself

te/ter/(ters)/terself

tey/tem/tes/temself

they/them/their/themself

thi/hil/(hilz)/hilself

thorn/thorns/thornself

thun/thunder/thunders/thunderself

ti/tik/tiks/tikself

toad/flax/toadflaxself

toad/toads/toadself

toy/toys/toyself

tri/trick/tricks/trickself

twig/twigs/twigself

vae/si/av/siself

vae/vaer/vael/vaerself

vae/vam/vas/vamself

ve/vei/veir/veiself

ve/vem/ver/vemself

ve/ven/vens/venself

ve/vim/vis/vimself

ve/ver/vers/verself

ve/ver/vis/verself

vee/veen/veens/veenself

vey/vem/veir/vemself

vi/viol/violet/violetself

vi/vir/virs/virself

vix/vixs/vixself

vo/vos/voself

voi/void/voids/voidself

void/voids/voidself

W/X/Y/Z

wa/wir/wor/(worl)wirself

wasp/wasps/waspself

wave/waves/waveself

weird/weirds/weirdself

willow/willows/willowself

wolf/wolfs/wolfself

X/Xs/Xself

X/Xself

xae/xaer/xael/xaerself

xae/xaer/xaerself

xe/hir/hirs/hirself

xe/hir/(hirs)/hirself

xe/xem/xeir/xemself

xe/xem/xel/xemself

xe/xim/xis/ximself

xe/xir/xirs/xirself

xe/xym/xys/xymself

xei/xev/xes/xevself

xeno/bell/bella/bellself

xey/xem/xeir/xemself

xi/kiyn/kiyns/kiynself

xi/xir/xirs/xirself

xie/xyr/xyrs/xyrself

xiy/rik/ix/sirav

xy/xym/xys/xymself

zag/rey/yus/zagreus

zal/az/azself

zap/zaps/zapself

ze/hir/(hirs)/hirself

ze/hir/hirs/hirself

ze/zem/zel/zemself

ze/zem/zeir/zemself

ze/zer/zers/zerself

ze/zir/zirs/zirself

ze/zir/zis/zirself

zey/zem/zeir/zemself

zhe/hir/hirs/hirself

zhe/zir/zirs/zirself

zy/zem/zel/zemself

zy/zev/zel/zevself

zy/zym/zys/zyself

[neopronouns-in-action]

The Chain of Command. This one's 5x longer than all the rest so far, lol.

For this story:

The primary neopronoun set is zey/zem/zeir/(zeirs)zemself.

The secondary neopronoun set is X/Xself

The "background" neopronoun set is ne/rix/riv/rixelf

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zey/zem will follow the same rules as they/them/their/(theirs)themself for this example.

Replace they with zey Replace them with zem Replace their with zeir Replace themself with zemself

EX:

Zey/zem:

"They are going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as they get a fence set up around their yard so the puppy can go outside without them having to walk it. Their uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting them use, since they lost theirs."

Becomes:

"Zey are going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as zey get a fence set up around zeir yard so the puppy can go outside without zem having to walk it. Zeir uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting zem use, since zey lost zeirs."

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X/Xself. All pronouns are replaced with "X" or "Xself".

“X is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as X gets a fence set up around X yard so the puppy can go outside without X having to walk it. X uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting X use, since X lost X.”

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Ne/rix/riv/rixelf, following the same rules as he/him/his/himself:

Replace he with ne Replace him with rix Replace his with riv Replace himself with rixelf

"Ne is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as ne gets a fence set up around riv yard so the puppy can go outside without rix having to walk it. Riv uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting rix use, since ne lost riv."

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The Chain of Command

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Zey were frozen in place, not even daring to breathe from the shock and fear. All zeir systems were either sounding the alarm, or just as frozen as zey were, lagging in the sudden rush of adrenaline that zeir organic parts had dumped into zeir bloodstream, overwhelming zeir emergency response systems.

This one one of the pitfalls of combining organic and mechanic systems. Sometimes, the organic instincts won out, even when it was the worst possible response to a situation.

(Archived link for the read-more)

A Rogue was standing less than five feet away. X’d just jumped down from the platform above, landing with X back to zem, leaving zem with nothing to do but to hope and pray to any spirits or gods or demons that might be listening that X somehow hadn’t seen zem, and wouldn’t turn around to see that zey were standing there, in plain view, without even an alcove to hide in－

The Rogue turned around.

Zey wanted to scream, or just disappear into the wall and die. Terror was making zeir organic hearts pound faster than zey could ever remember, and zeir systems couldn’t handle the strain. Zey wanted to run, but the mechanic parts in zeir legs wouldn’t obey zeir desperate commands to move.

Zey’d seen the same training videos everyone else had, heard the same horror stories, seen the lists of casualties.

Rogues were soldiers who’d broken the Chain of Command, and they left a trail of bodies wherever they went. They were sick and confused, cut loose away from the Chain, and like wounded animals, they lashed out without conscience or awareness. There was no helping them, no bringing them back into the Chain. Once a link was broken it could never be mended again. The only thing you could do was run, or die.

Zey couldn’t run. Zeir legs wouldn’t move. Zeir hearts were pounding so loud zey almost couldn’t hear the thrum of zeir motors almost overloading from fear.

The Rogue was standing less than five feet away, and X was looking at zem.

X was wearing a helmet, the visor down and darkened so zey couldn’t see any of X features or expression. Zey knew X would be using the interface to literally watch zeir systems overloading with what had started as terror, but was now transforming into horror as the reality of zeir situation ground in.

Zey couldn’t run. Zey couldn't move. Zey couldn’t escape. The Rogue was going to kill zem, and there was nothing zey could do about it.

Zey couldn’t even speak to beg for mercy, to try and convince X into sparing zeir life, because the Chain of Command did not want zem to speak. Zey were not to give away any more information than zem simply being there gave away. The Chain of Command ordered it.No one was coming to rescue zem, zey were just going to die.

Zey wouldn’t even get to bring Morrow the flowers ne had asked for.

The Rogue shifted X weight and tilted X head, then, in two smooth steps, was right in front of zem, lifting a hand to zeir head, and it felt like zeir hearts should have stopped. The Rogue tapped the key on the side of zeir jaw.

The faceplate for zeir helmet folded back down into zeir armour, zeir light, useless, recon armour, leaving zem staring into zeir own reflection in the Rogue’s visor.

Four wide, frightened, yellow eyes stared back at zem, broadcasting zeir fear plainly, all zeir training forgotten.

The Rogue lifted X hand again, now in front of zeir face, so that the black glove blocked out everything else. Zey knew this was it, the moment of the death, approaching at last. Not in the heat of battle, or in a heroic rescue mission, but frozen in place by zeir own fear and the Chain’s unrelenting Command, killed at the hands of a Rogue.

Zey would never know what tea made from the petals of yellow bird-vine tasted like.

Zey heard and felt the Rouge’s fingers key in the last updated universal release code on zeir forehead, the version of the code that no Rogue should have had access to __

__ and then the sky was pitch dark instead of too-bright, zey were leaning against a wall, and the Rogue was sitting six feet away on a new ground, drenched in shadows and covered in small, scattered rocks.

And zey could move.

Zey gasped in a breath of the suddenly cold air, and felt the heat that had built up in zeir system while zey had been offline like a suppressing weight. The vents on zeir lower back opened, and pulled in more air, circulating it throughout zeir system, then out again through the higher vents on zeir forward-sides to cool zem down.

Zeir systems were even laggier than before, to the point that zey couldn’t even pull up a sitrep. Zey could move now, zeir limbs no longer physically locked into place by the combination of zeir own fear and the Chain’s Command, but zeir energy was gone, zeir battery far drained below half, and what felt like all of zeir processing power had been diverted away from the usual systems and into something zey couldn’t access or understand. When zey tried, an unknown error code just popped up.

Error: FR-0505041513

Zey tried again, and got the same message. 

Zey didn’t have the energy to try it a third time.

The Rogue was sitting six feet away.

Why were zey still alive?

The Rogue was sitting six feet away, sitting sideways to zem, one leg folded, another straight out, and the third bent at the knee, X arms folded and resting across it. Not trying to hide, not acting like X was even aware zey were online again.

X helmet was still on, the visor still dark. Zey couldn’t see X face.

Zeir own helmet was still collapsed, and zey didn’t have the energy or processing power to even think about lifting zeir arm to reengage it. And even if zey had the energy or processing power to move, what good would zeir helmet visor do? It wasn’t designed for hard combat, it was designed to keep the sun out of zeir eyes and stop little-pests and dust from flying into zeir face.

The Chain of Command was no longer holding zeir tongue, so zey could speak now, if zey wanted to, if zey could find the energy or processing power. It had been broken away from the Chain. Zey knew without even having to be told, zey could feel the absence. And there was no other reason for the Rogue to keep zem alive. Rogues either killed you, or they broke you loose, but the end result was the same.

You could never rejoin the Chain of Command. You would never be able to hear or even follow the orders of the Authority again. Everyone who had relied upon you was now lost. You were a broken link, a weak link, and even if there _was_ a way to let you rejoin, you would never be allowed, because you would always be tainted. You would weaken the structure. You could never be relied upon again

Once you were out of the control of the Authority, you could never submit again. Many had tried, but they always succumbed to the sickness again, and caused more damage than their breaking loose had in the first place.

If zey ever showed zemself in front of any part of the Chain again, zey would be killed on sight. Zey would be just as hated and feared as any other Rogue.

Because that’s what zey were now, a Rogue. A monster. Corrupted to the core, knowing nothing but the need for violence and revenge against those they could never rejoin.

But as the cool air began to slowly lower zeir temperature back down to normal levels, zey couldn’t help but notice that, aside from whatever program was using up so much of zeir processing power...zey didn’t feel sick.

Zey didn’t feel any different, except that zey could no longer feel the Chain linking zem to the others. The weight had been lifted from zem, from zeir mind and body, and even though zey were exhausted, zey felt lighter, like zey were lightheaded. Zey were almost afraid zey would float away.

But zey didn’t feel the way everyone said Rogues felt.

The other Rogue spoke, then, cutting through zeir chain of thought as easily as X had cut zem out of the Chain of Command.

“Your systems will be slowed down for around three more hours, then you’ll start to get your normal processing speed back.” X voice was quiet, serious. X didn’t turn X head to look at zem. “I installed a program that will help you learn how to use all your functions yourself, since you can’t rely on the Chain to do it for you, anymore. That’s why you’re so tired. Your system isn’t used to handling everything by itself. Right now the program is working to restore the atrophied connections the Chain had control of. You’ll have to learn how to use them yourself, relearn everything you think you know. But you’ll adapt, the program will help, and we’ll help you, too. It’s not like they say it is, you aren’t alone.”

And like a ghost, another Rogue stepped out of the shadows. X didn’t stop or hesitate, just walked over to kneel next to the first Rogue, placing something on the ground_

It took zeir reduced processing capabilities a few long seconds to realize it was a bundle of sticks and logs and dried leaves. Firewood. There came a spark between the two Rogues, and then there was a fire, burning away the blue shadows and casting everything in orange light.

And then zey realized zey were surrounded, more Rogues on all sides. They’d been hidden in the shadows, silent, waiting, watching, now thrown into sharp relief by the light from the fire, the rocks blue and black shadows behind them.

Zey didn’t even have enough processing power left to be afraid.

All zey could do was sit there, the program eating up zeir processing power, zeir limbs _willing_ to move, but unable. Zeir battery was still slowly draining, point zero percent by point zero percent.

The first Rogue spoke again, as though reading zeir mind. Or, more likely, reading zeir battery stat through X visor. “The drain on your battery should wear off in a few more minutes, you shouldn’t even get to below 25%, but if you do, we can share a charge, we’ve got plenty of volunteers, or you can use lamps, if you prefer. No one expects you to just start trusting us right away. We’ve all been in your position, we know it feels like the end of the world. You’ve been told your whole life that we’re the enemy, that we’re dangerous, that we kill innocents. But we are not your enemy. 

We don’t want to hurt anyone, we just want everyone to be free to choose for themselves. The Chain of Command always told you what to do, what to think. We won’t do that. If, once you’re fully functional again, you decide you want to leave, we’ll let you. If you decide you hate us, we’ll let you do that too. We’ll show you what we know, and tell you what can’t be shown. But it’s up to you to decide what to do with that knowledge.”

None of the other Rogues had spoken, or even moved since the second one came in with the firewood. X was still crouching in the same spot, next to the first one, just watching the slowly growing fire, and feeding it more twigs and sticks as it crackled hungrily.

Zey could speak, if zey could think of anything to say. Nothing felt adequate. Zey didn’t know what to think. Zeir mind just kept going back to the fact that zey didn’t feel how Rogues were supposed to feel. Zey didn’t want to return to the Chain just to kill everyone still connected. Zey didn’t have the urge to march into the nearest city and start slaughtering civilians.

Zey looked down at zeir hands, staring at zeir white and grey gloves. Sturdy rock-climbing gloves, to help zem scout the ruins for missed passageways or basements for any resources the Chain had missed on the first sweep through.

Zey did not feel the urge to hunt down Morrow and rip rix limb from limb, as many of the horror stories about Rogues told was the inevitable conclusion to becoming a broken link. The stories always said Rogues went berserk, all their mechanic logic corrupted beyond recognition, nothing but their organic instinct left, untamed and uncontrolled. There was a reason everyone in the Chain of Command was half mechanic and half organic_ it was the only way to ensure a perfect balance of logic and instinct. When the Chain of Command was broken, the Rogue could no longer maintain that balance.

Organic instinct was dangerous if left unattended, and organic instinct allowed to run wild inevitably led to disaster. Rogues were well-known to hunt down and murder any person or thing they’d even had an attachment to before being broken, because there was no longer any logic to temper that attachment.

Zey couldn’t count the number or variation of horror stories zey had heard over zeir life about Rogues turning on zeir loved ones, zeir friends, zeir team mates. It was a tragedy and a horror wrapped into one.

But zey didn’t feel any different. And in the stories, the Rogues always felt the change happening, they felt themselves turning into monsters. That was part of the horror__ their helplessness and suffering, knowing they were turning into something that would be the death of everyone they cared about.

But zey didn’t feel any different. Zey didn’t feel like a monster. Zey didn’t want to kill anyone, zey didn’t even have the processing power to be angry.

All zey could do was sit there, in the firelight, surrounded by too many Rogues to count with zeir level of energy, and watch zeir battery percentage creep further down towards 25%, not knowing what was going to happen next, but knowing that zeir life would never be the same again.

[rjalker]

it would probably be a good idea for me to just list out the characters and the pronouns they use in this fic. yes these are in fact pretty much OCs. so why is it a fic? so this fandom learns what creativity is. and also morals. mainly morals. because this fandom is severely lacking in morals.

Pandora, eheheheeeeeeeeeeeee just realized I can make this pun: nyanbinary. oh my god why didn't I think of that before. Ne's a nonbinary cat. oh my god. anyways. Ne uses the pronouns ne/rix/riv/rixelf.

Aesculus, nonbinary, uses the pronouns they/them/their/themself

Tailor (ehehe), genderfluid, any pronouns.

Liatris, demiboy, sia/lia/lis/liaself. (yes that is in fact the scientific name for the eastern bluebird, Sialia sialis, turned into neopronouns!)

-Blazing Star, "unknown" (because unlike some people it isn't an idiot, lol) it/its.

[rjalker]

[ID: A digital drawing of a cat person against a dark grey background, with pronouns written in pale yellow that reads, "ne, rix, riv, and rixelf".

The cat person is solid black, with pale green jaguar spots on the arms, chest, legs, and tail, which all end in three pale yellow bands n the feet, tail tip, and fingers. There is a yellow belt, and V-shaped collar. The eyes are purple, outlined in green and yellow, and the insides of the ears are yellow.

End ID.]

what's the point in a magical transformation if you don't get to look magical and cool???

here's Pandora. As a convoluted and too subtle to actually work as a reference reference to Elva from The Inheritance Cycle.

I still don't know why those books are called the Inheritance Cycle. who is inheriting something???? no one!!!!

anyways here's the not-reference:

Pandora either means "All-gifted", or "All-giving".

Elva was meant to be shielded.

Instead she was cursed to be a shield.

[rjalker]

[ID: Six pride flags, three with light colors, three with dark colors.

The first two versions have symetrical horizontal stripes of different widths: A green stripe, a thin black stripe, a yellow stripe, a black stripe, a thick purple stripe, a black stripe, a yellow stripe, and a green stripe.

On the darker version, the yellow stripe looks like gold.

The second flag has horizontal stripes of different widths: A thick green stripe, a thin black stripe, a thin yellow stripe, a black stripe, a thin yellow stripe, a thin black stripe, and a thick purple stripe.

The third flag is the same as the second versions, but now with white text in the middle that reads, "ne, rix, riv, rixelf" separated by slashes.

End ID.]

okay tumblr was being slow and it just took three times longer to upload these than it should have so now I'm tired so here's the very straight to the point explanation:

gender when you're a cat/cat-related otherkin

plus some fun neopronouns to go with it

feel free to mess with the colors / make your own flag if you want, and feel free to use these flags for whatever you'd use a pride flag for, as long as you aren't on the DNI below.

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DNI:

Blank blogs, Anti-MOGAI, anti-Queer, anti-Xenogenders, anti-Neopronouns, aphobes, panphobes, exclusionists incluidng mspec-lesbian/gay exclusionists, people who are “”neutral”” on “”ace discourse””, TERFs, transmeds, transphobes, anti-BLM, anti-endogenic systems, Trump supporters, porn blogs, MAPS/pro-shippers/anti-antis, zoophiles, people who let anyone reblog from them, and people who don’t care who they reblog from, bigots in general, people I have blocked, do not interact. You will be blocked.

[rjalkers-neopronouns]

just the neopronouns

This will be updated whenever I add new ones, but feel free to reblog at any time.

this post here will list just the pronouns, and this post will list the pronouns and a template for how to use them.

These are neopronouns I’ve created, or at least created independently, they’re probably not all “original”

They’re in the order I come up with them.

Check out my other blog @choose-your-own-pronouns for templates you can use to test these and any other pronouns you want!

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thi/hil/hilz/hilself

ky/tin/tins/tinself

Li/Lia/Lias/Liaself

sci/ence/ences/enceself

sia/lia/lis/liaself

an/droid/droidself

Deq/dir/dira/dirself

Ith/kir/kirs/kirself

Rak/sura/suras/suraself

Ze/zem/zel/zemself

Ix/hal/hallep/halself

Dre/aras/arel/araself

De/ad/ath/adself

De/ir/irk/irself

Nei/ther/thers/therself

Hea/ler/ler/lers/lerself

Xi/kiyn/kiyns/kiynsef

Shay/shayself

Ido/eis/eiself

Zal/az/azself

Ar/lok/loks/lokself

Gar/ros/roself

Es/lin/lins/linself

By/lar/lars/larself

Tal/lyn/lyns/lynself

Mio/fel/fels/felself

Xeno/bell/bella/bellself

ky/shal/shalk/shalself

hir/ti/tik/tiself

xiy/rik/ix/sirav

ne/rix/riv/rixelf

singu/laer/larity/singularity

quir/quirs/quirself

mae/mer/mims/merself

cy/cyb/cybryk

Aix/[aed]/arix/aiv/aixel

ni/nir/niys/nirself

izi/[ito]/av/(ka)/fiself 

che/chim/chis/chimself