#Strawberry gender

[crow-collective15]

Look at my baby

[forest-of-mogai-genders]

Drpepstrawbcreamdrinkic:

A gender related to strawberries and cream flavored Dr Pepper, This gender can be related to the aesthetic, flavor, or just the drink in general.

Drpepstrawbcreamzerodrinkic:

A gender related to strawberries and cream flavored Dr Pepper zero, This gender can be related to the aesthetic, flavor, or just the drink in general.

[chronicallyqueercoining]

Fraisecreamfoodic

Fraise meaning strawberry, foodic meaning a gender related to a food.

A gender related to Strawberry Ice Cream. It may be sweet or seem to have hidden components to it, it may general just associate with strawberries and ice cream, and it also may simply be a gender that a person relates to.

[sunflowerfoxboy-unused]

Strawboyflavic+Strawgirlflavic

Strawboyflavic[blue and orange flag]- A gender related to the flavor of strawberrys that is masculine or accompanied by a masculine gender

Strawgirlflavic[pink and green]- A gender related to the flavor of strawberrys that is feminine or accompanied by a feminine gender

[redysetdare]

Actually I’m tired of being nice. Some of u are way too comfortable in being transphobic in this fandom, especially when it comes to the nonbinary cookies, and i want you all off my page if you do this! Thanks! 🤗

[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

hey robot programmed to act alive can you act alive pleasee pleasepleaseplease ily

It is 7:34 PM on March 6, 2017, my IQ is 175, my hair is medium length, I have brown eyes, I am 5′8", my weight is 220, and I am wearing blue jeans and a red shirt.

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[milkbreadtoast]

Needed to post about it here too bc I'm going insane,,,🥹🥹🥹

Roguefort Cookie is localized as they/them in English in Cookie Run, but I've seen some debate over their gender in the original Korean; I've seen some say that they were originally male in Korean . But when I asked(in kr) about this on twitter, 1 of my korean twitter mutuals found this tweet directly from the mouth of Roguefort Cookie's designer, Artist G:

"Roguefort(괴도맛 쿠키) is a friend who is skilled at hiding the truth. Even I, as the designer, do not know this cookie's gender🤫"

THIS IS HUGE...... ARTIST G..... EXPLICITLY DESIGNED ROGUEFORT WITHOUT A SET GENDER IN MIND... CONFIRMATION THAT ROGUEFORT DOES NOT HAVE A CANON GENDER/ CAN BE CONSIDERED CANONICALLY NONBINARY... THIS IS HUUUGE ARTIST G IS A LEGEND 🥹🥹🥹🥹 they truly have given the LGBT community so much... 🛐❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

(Reminder that these are the cookies designed by Artist G so far.... absolute Legend....🛐🛐🛐)

[dreamdropsystem]

GENDER IS NOT FOR ME

hello, i am Strawberry and a member of The Dreamdrop System. i am a little alter, but i'm also a primary protector. i am nonbinary and have known for a long time, but now is working on how i feel about gender identity and attraction. and it is not for me!! idk about loving or anything, but gender is not it for me. i now id as agender. i used to use any pronouns, but now i prefer they/it. im still trying to learn the terms i feel comfortable with, such as Shane and other system members exploring idenity stuff. i feel like i have no gender, no matter how i dress or act or what i like. i wish i could be more androgynous, so i wanna try that inner world and when i front. i also wanna dress how ever i want masculinity or femininely gender is not close but i would like people to not know if we're binary genders. like is that a girl? or boy? that's what i want. i'm neither. >:) anyways,, yeah gender isn't for me they/it pronouns for me now thanks - Strawberry

[bidoofenergy]

god laurel hell is such a good album mitski im sorry the yts were so disrespectful

[sparkerinparadise]

im fucking TELLING you if the next secret boss is a woman that’s just as sleazy and unhinged as the last two i will lose my GODDAMN MIND

[lady-bess]

Just A Date - Frankie Morales

Part of the LadyBess Valentine's special! 8 Characters; 8 Dates 💜

Frankie Morales x GN!Reader Mature/18+ (Minors DNI Please✨) WC: 1.8k Notable Tags: Valentine's Date, Picnic, Feeding Strawberries to each other, Can you see how this almost became NSFW?, Pet Names, Kissing, Cuddling, Jokes at Santiago's Expense, Canon that Frankie drives a beaten up truck, References to Delta Force.

Oh, Frankie, Frankie, Frankie. A Pedro character with all the potential to be the Golden Child in the cinematic universe, if there weren’t a certain narcotic substance he was rather friendly with. Poor, silly, Frankie…

But! There is a world that exists where he’s on top of his shit, has a license, and has perhaps undergone some therapy to deal with the inevitable PTSD that man likely has from being with Delta Force (seriously, what is it with Pedro characters needing therapy? My god…).

Frankie is for sure an old romantic at heart – he had to bag “his lady” somehow, right? But let’s take her out the picture for a moment, and imagine what antics our pilot might get up with his sweetheart.

Also, this one very nearly got away from me and became NSFW...personally I'm going to blame Frankie, not me. He saw an opening and ran for it (pun not intended).

It was a rare day off for Frankie, and he’d spent most the morning meticulously planning what it was he had in mind for you tonight. You’d not been dating long, and you’d never really wanted to make a fuss about Valentine’s day, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t do something.

All you knew was that Frankie was going to pick you up at lunch time, and that was all the information he’d given you. That, and you would need to wrap up warm (but given it was early February, that was a given anyway).

He was right on time, arriving in his truck outside your house at just turned one o’clock. If there was one thing Frankie was well known for, it was his punctuality. Years of being part of Delta Force helped with that, and it was one thing he was never going to give up it seemed. Smiling to yourself as you watched him pull up, you threw on your jacket and headed outside, waving over to Frankie to avoid him needing to get out the truck.

Frankie leaned over in the front of the truck’s cabin to open your door from the inside – since getting back from his last deployment, Frankie had been driving around the same beaten up truck that he’d first bought when he was eighteen, years before he first joined Delta. It was years passed being needed replacing, but for as long as the engine still kept running, Frankie kept driving it. “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it,” he’d so often say whenever Pope asked when he was replacing the truck.

You found it amusing, really, and played into the joke Frankie and Pope had with the truck by occasionally buying Frankie an air freshener called “New Car Smell”. It started as a laugh one day, but since then it had become a semi-regular gag the two of you kept up with. Today was no exception.

“Here,” you said as you hopped in the truck, “Got you a little something for valentine’s day,” you said, passing Frankie a thin pink envelope. He felt the size of the contents and chuckled to himself, immediately making out the familiar shape and size of the item in the envelope. He opened it and laughed out loud as he pulled out another air freshener for his car, this one in the shape of a heart, but with the same “New Car Smell” sprawled on the heart in pink writing. Frankie grinned and hung it on his mirror immediately, then turned to kiss your cheek.

“And this, cariño, is why I love you,” he said.

“And I love watching you make Pope squirm about the age of your truck,” you giggled, putting your seatbelt on. “Now, where are you taking me?” you asked.

Frankie chuckled, starting the engine up and pulling out from the space he had just pulled into. He looked over his shoulder for traffic coming the other way, tilting his head up slightly to see better under the rim of his cap.

“You’ll see, my love. We ain’t got far to go!” he said, and with that he pulled the truck out.

Frankie only drove for a couple of minutes before pulling into a parking lot close to the nearby park. He hopped out of the truck and walked around to your side, opening the door and holding you by the waist, lifting you out onto the tarmac below. You giggled as he did, resting your hands on his shoulders for stability.

“Frankie, I am quite capable of getting out your truck!” you said, and Frankie leant forward to plant a kiss on your forehead.

“I know, but I’d feel remiss if I didn’t put in a little effort! It is valentine’s day, after all,” he said, winking at you as he opened the back seat of the truck. Leaning forward into the cabin, he pulled out a small rucksack, and put it on over one of his shoulders.

“You know I never expected you to do anything today, right?” you said, and Frankie nodded as he locked up the truck.

“I know, cariño, but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t do anything!” he said, rather smugly, and then he linked his hand in yours and began walking with you away from the truck.

You and Frankie walked for a little while, round the winding paths of the park and past the rows or winter flowers that were still in bloom. Patches of snowdrops had begun blooming alongside the pathway of the park, and in a way it did look like a small amount of snow had been scattered along the track. Fortunately, the cold snap had held off, and the weather was rather mild for this time of year.

“Alright, this way!” Frankie said, squeezing your hand and taking you off the path into a large expanse of open grassland. A few people nearby sat with their lunches, some choosing to sit closer to the pond to feed the ducks, others with children going closer to the adventure playpark in an attempt to wear out their little ones.

You let Frankie lead you to a small clearing where nobody was immediately nearby; you could still see and hear passerby’s, but you weren’t close enough to actually make out what anyone’s conversations were.

“This’ll do brilliantly!” Frankie said, dropping the bag from his shoulder and tearing into it, yanking the drawstring which kept it closed. You stood back and watched him pull out a few boxes, a couple of bottles, and then finally a red tartan blanket. He looked up at you as he placed everything on the ground, laying the blanket out flat, and then sat down. Patting the ground next to him, you chuckled and sat next to him.

“A picnic?” you asked, and Frankie nodded. He took his cap off and ran one hand through his curly brown hair, before fixing the cap back to his head again.

“Yes, cariño. It isn’t much, but I hope you like what I’ve brought?” he said.

“I’m sure I’ll love it,” you said, leaning into him and kissing his cheek tenderly. “But go on, show me the goods!” you giggled.

Frankie smiled and kissed the top of your head, then grabbed the boxes he’d brought with him. Opening them up, lay before you was an array of small sandwiches, a couple of salads each, vegetarian sausage rolls, and a little box of chocolate coated strawberries. For drinks Frankie had just packed some elderflower pressé and two bottles of ginger ale, with the park not allowing alcoholic beverages to be drunk in public.  

“Frankie, this all looks lovely!” you said, “Thank you,” you smiled, leaning into him a little more. Frankie wrapped his arm around you, keeping you close to his side.

“Oh that makes me so happy,” he sighed in relief, chuckling under his breath as he kissed the top of your head again. “I was so worried it wasn’t a very exciting spread. In my head it was great, but then I put it together and couldn’t help but feel like it was a bit inadequate!”.

“Not at all!” you said, turning to look up at Frankie. His eyes met yours, so full of love and adoration, and in that moment you felt like you would melt on the very spot if he looked at you like that much longer. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect,” you said.

Frankie grinned and then leant down to gently kiss you, the cold tip of his nose brushing against yours before his lips landed on you. Kissing him back, you sighed into his hold and relaxed, and for a fleeting moment it was like your first kiss all over again. That was some kind of magic that you and Frankie seemed to always retain; every kiss was like the beginning, where butterflies ran rife and you giggled after each time he dipped his tongue into your mouth.

“No, you’re perfect!” Frankie whispered as he broke your kiss. You rolled your eyes but laughed together, sitting comfortably in each other’s presence for a moment before turning your attention to the spread he’d provided.

Frankie went straight for the chocolate coated strawberries, which didn’t surprise you one iota. He was a big kid at heart, and you imagined as a child he probably defied his mother’s every wish for him to finish his dinner before moving onto sweet treats. Either that or he was now rebelling in adulthood and making up for lost time.

“Can I feed you one?” he asked, gingerly picking one strawberry up by the stalk. You giggled and shuffled in your seat to face him.

“Isn’t that a bit corny?” you teased, and Frankie rolled his eyes, laughing with you.

“Maybe, but perhaps I’m corny!” he said, “Come on, open wide!”. You smirked and winked at Frankie.

“Might be the first time you’ve said that without then presenting my with your cock to suck,” you whispered, sucking in your bottom lip to stifle a devilish grin as you watched Frankie’s mouth drop open in shock at what you just said.

“You’re pure filth, you know that?” he said, leaning forward and placing the tip of the strawberry on your lips. “Go on, cariño, open up,” he whispered.

You did as he asked, parting your lips gently and letting the warmth of your tongue begin to melt the chocolate on the tip of the strawberry. Frankie pushed it in slightly further until there was enough for you to warrant biting down on. His eyes never left your face as you did, watching intently as you slowly took the fruit from the tips of his fingers, smirking as you pulled back to chew on it.

“Nice?” he asked, and you nodded, smiling.

“Delicious, Frankie. Thank you, again. This is so lovely,” you said.

“Anything for you, my love,” he said, popping a strawberry into his own mouth now and smiling with you, his arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you close.

For more from this series, check out the Just A Date Masterlist! For more works from me, here's my main Masterlist! ❤

LadyBess xox

[crow-collective15]

HELLO YOU SHOULD GIVE EVERYONE PHOTOS OF FROGGIE BECAUSE SHES SO CUTE :D

I SHOULD

[cobainqueer]

List of Posts about Kurt Cobain

(Kurdt Kobane) by @cobainqueer

Last Update 28 April 2024

Topics: Personal Life; Sexuality, Gender & Expression; Journals, Lyrics, & Assorted Writings; Artwork; Music; Concerts; and more.

Sexuality, Gender & Expression:

Anyone else get the vibe that Kurt Cobain was polyamorous? (Thread with text and photos)

“I want a dress.”- K.C. (Video post)

“I personally like to wear dresses around the house sometimes.” - K.C. (Video post)

Journals, Lyrics, & Assorted Writings

From Cobain’s Journal: A List - Kurt Cobain, Journals (image & text post)

Just Before I Fall Asleep (semihypnotic state of conciousness) - Kurt Cobain, Journals (image & text post)

I’ve lost my MIND many times, and my wallet many more. — Kurt Cobain, Journals (image & text post)

“May women rule the world.” — Kurt Cobain, Journals (image & text post)

Lyrics

Opinion: Home Demo & Journal Lyrics (previously unreleased home demo audio leaked to YT, & Cobain’s original lyrics from their journal)

Sappy (Cobain’s lyrics from their journals, music video, and song analysis video)

Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle - Nirvana (Lyrics & Music Video)

Art

In Utero Mixed Media Art - Kurt Cobain

“the male seahorse carries the children and gives them Birth.” - Kurt Cobain, Journals (image & text post)

REVEALED: Kurt Cobain’s Original Artwork | Source: KidsOfDada (article & photos)

Music

In Bloom - All in Dresses (music video)

You Know You’re Right (official music video)

Concerts

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana (1991) at TOtP (video of Kurt fucking around singing Smells Like Teen Spirit and essentially blowing a mic)

Further Reading & More

Books

Journals — Kurt Cobain (2002, & 2003)

Here We Are Now — Charles R. Cross (2014)

The Pleasures of Death: Kurt Cobain’s Masochistic and Melancholic Persona — Arthur Flannigan Saint-Aubin (2020)

Movies/Documentaries

Last Days: Kurt Cobain (FULL MOVIE)

Interviews

“I have a request for our fans.” — Kurt Cobain (Interview)

[welcometogrouchland]

ok i just saw this hc but i immediatly adopted it: hunter is trans and he was binding unsafely for a lot of time until darius (also trans) put a stop to it in the reunion that definitevely happened between LR and COTH and gave him a quickly put together temporal binder promising him that he would make him a proper one post DoU

Firstly anon I think I know exactly which comic you're referring to and second of all REAL I LOVE TRANSMASC HUNTER!!! All hunters are good, and I acknowledge that every interpretation of him has a lot of textual validity. He's got that link gender going on! Transmasc is just my fav bc my transmasc friends are attached to it <3

I don't have much/anything to add to this one bc I'm not transmasc and don't bind or anything (I fielded this ask to some friends before hand just to make sure I didn't say anything dumb) BUT- I do have this for you

[ID: two versions of a digital drawing of Hunter from the owl house. He stands with one on his hip looking off to the side. He's depicted in his costume from for the future, except his wolf shirt has been replaced by a binder. In the first version the binder is plain black, whereas in the second version it has a simple strawberry pattern on it. There is a note that (in the first version) reads "Hunter in the binder baby!!!" And (in the second version) "Hunter in the STRAWBERRY binder baby!!!". End ID]

[sunflowerfoxboy-unused]

Strawboyflavic [flag with blue] and Strawgirlflavic [flag with pink] redone flags

The first flags were eyestrainy, so I made some pastel ones, hopefully these are good in place.

[quillkiller]

thinking about them..