. • ¨ • . ¸ ¸ ♡ :; hello~ welcome to the knifebunny pronoun shop !!! Today we will be covering desperate / sad love pronouns. you may find these pronouns fitting you if you feel your gender has a connection to love, the state of desperately wanting to be loved, unrequited love, or even obsessive love. reminder that pronouns are also just nicknames, and you don't have to feel connected to ANY of these to use these pronouns !!!
:; please only use these pronouns if they make you feel more comfortable in your own body and gender, and not because you feel the need to prove yourself hurt by obsessive / desperate / unrequited love or to make yourself more miserable so you may feel the self-pitying comfort of being sad. as someone who was once in this spot, it gets better, please reach out for help.
on a lighter note, i hope this helps you feel more comfortable within your own gender and makes you feel happy. remember that pronouns are tools to make you happy! have a wonderful day / night. lots of love !!!
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in my dad’s valiant effort to not misgender people his brain has somehow short circuited and he’s they/them-ing Everyone. my mom? they/them now. his coworkers? all they/them. no one can escape. atad. assigned they at dad
so I've noticed A Trend with some of my favorite fnaf characters
obligatory explanations below the cut bc I know some of yall are gonna be annoying if I don't
spring bonnie: its character description in fnaf world reads "male? female? it's a rabbit, who cares?" springtrap and plushtrap are referred to with he/him pronouns, but never spring bonnie on its own.
mangle: this has been a running joke since fnaf 2; but his gender is a resounding "yes," as explicitly confirmed in freddy in space 3, during monty's trivia level. she uses he/she pronouns in all character descriptions.
funtime foxy: in his sister location custom night and ultimate custom night descriptions, he's referred to with exclusively he/him pronouns, but participates the "ladies night" challenges in both games. handunit also refers to funtime foxy with she/her pronouns in sister location.
lolbit: only ever referred to by name. if mangle's gender is yes, lolbit's is likely no.
daycare attendants: glamrock freddy, the only reliable source of information in security breach and only character that refers to the daycare attendants, uses it/its pronouns when talking about them. in the ruin DLC, helpi also refers to the daycare attendants with it/its.
There's a gentle hand cupping the back of their boiling neck, and another holding the glass up to their lips. "Slowly," Caretaker's voice murmurs, breaking through their feverish fog. "Don't make yourself any sicker, now."
Whumpee takes slow sips of the water, a small satisfied sound escaping them. They flutter their eyes open just enough to see Caretakee's face, creased in concern.
"Hey, kiddo," he whispers, forcing a smile. Whumpee manages a weak smile back. They've never been more thankful for a drink of water, but words of gratitude are eluding them.
Instead, they let out a content sigh, and let Caretaker lay them back down.
Their small bodies host even tinier brains. Built to crawl through soil and rocks bigger than itself. Running on a simple software bouncing between eat, sleep, fight, flight, and copulate.
V1 is smarter than a bug. It must be. It’s a war machine, so it must be. Its programming is complex enough to fry several motherboards; the internals are heated from constant, unrelenting processing needs. If it updates its optical data intake to any greater degree than these rough, messy polygons, it’d surely perish from the overwhelming information.
V1 is built to kill first, survive second. To be fair, survival would ensure more killing, so it’d be more effective. Moving through the battlefield, culling lives, drawing blood. Perfectly aligned with its programmed objectives, then.
Gabriel is smarter than a bug. He must be. He’s an angel, so he must be. He’s one of the best soldiers in the heavenly realm. Armour and swords glistened with pride and justice. He sees all. He judges all. His loyalty and perfect track record have earned him a high rank within the order. Leaving behind the creaturely "it". His light burns hot and bright within his constitution.
Gabriel is built as a messenger of the Father, then a judge of Hell. To be fair, the role of a judge was assigned to him by the council, so he supposes that his placement can be summed up as the bearer of the divine authority to bring right to all other creatures. Perfectly aligned, then.
Bugs… Well, they’re the same. I suppose. Small beings. Running pre-programmed orders derived from centuries of evolution: eat, sleep, fight, flight, and copulate. No role. No responsibilities.
Bugs are built naturally and fully, unlike humankind; but formed and ready to go within seconds from their births, like machines and angels.
So. Do they live?
When the machine and the angel escape their chains, do they see themselves in bugs?
Bugs are born to live, temporarily, fleetingly, yet live nonetheless. Do they, then, deserve to live, freeing and meaninglessly. No role. No responsibilities.
So. Do bugs love?
Do they learn that they can go beyond their basic structures? Do they see their own reflection in each other’s compound eyes? Do they recognize each other’s bodies, scents, heat? Do they feel the desire for closeness?
To flutter wings like a dance of waltz. To brush antennae like butterfly kisses. To greet and caress and lie next to each other near their death.
To move through the sky in battle, in passion. To clash swords and fists and bullets. To greet and caress and lie next to each other near their death.
The same cells in the same blood coursing beneath the same suit of exoskeletons.
Machine, angel, bug. Boiled down to the barest essence of existence; crisp simplicity.
Tucker: Ugh. Of course you have blue armor and pronouns.
Church: What? Of course I have -- why wouldn't I have pronouns, everyone has those! Do you--wait. Wait, Tucker look at me, look at me. Do you think, that you don't have pronouns?
Tucker: ...Well it sounds like you're getting ready to make fun of me so no.
Church: *audible grin in his voice* No, no, dude, come on. Tell me the truth, do you think you don't have pronouns? Like seriously.
Tucker: ...I don't wanna keep talking about this.
Church: *laughing* YOU brought this up, man! You can't NOT have pronouns, dipshit, they're automatic! I'm not gonna use your name every fuckin' time, that sounds stupid. 'Tucker went to Tucker's room because Tucker was being an idiot about grammar and Tucker was mad I made fun of Tucker for it.' See how fucking stupid that sounds without pronouns?
Gothgender ⛧ Gothcoric ⛧ Redlipgothian/Blacklipgothian ⛧ Gothpresentic ⛧ Gothity ⛧ Gothbodiment ⛧ Tradgothic
Graveboywalking IS CURRENTLY MAKING MORE GOTH-THEMED GENDERS !!
𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜:
Black The Cat ⛧ Dead Cat Walking ⛧ (Name) The Dead ⛧ Psychological Goth ⛧ Horror Game Home ⛧ The Dark One ⛧ The One Who Comes Out At Night ⛧ (Name)'s Grave ⛧ (Name) Horror ⛧ (Name)'s Horrors ⛧ Dead On The Scene ⛧ Walking Dead ⛧ The Evil One
i love it/its pronouns sm. they mean so many different things to so many different people. to me “it” is a connection of myself and the rest of the world; unknown creatures are “it”, “it” will be a beautiful day outside, “it’s” been decomposing for weeks, look at that songbird; “it” is beautiful.
and this sense of community I share with other parts of the world which we refer to as it, is an entirely different sensation from many other people who use it/its pronouns! for some people it is a rejection of society - it is a way to unshackle oneself from modern understandings of gender. for others it becomes almost celestial - “it” is like the stars, the sky; immutable and hard to dictate through word concepts.
i love the versatility of meaning in it/its pronouns. man. sucks that people r weird about them.
here's the prick i was talking about^ i have so many thoughts and notes about him but they're mostly incomprehensible so when i organize maybe them i'll post them who knows
Missa: [Finds a book Fit wrote for Phil and stares at it in silence for a long moment]
Missa: ...Ok, Fit is talking to Philza. Should I... should I know what they're talking about? I mean, I mean no– it doesn't worry me, it doesn't worry me. I'm not a jealous guy. But maybe they've talked about this [the situation with Bad] and know something?!
Missa: It's like– it's like seeing his cellphone. No, I'm not going to read it, I'm not going to read it. No no no, no. It's like looking at his cellphone, no!