#i dont think i would get rid of my they pronouns but maybe i would use they/them publicly and e/em privately

[kissami]

YOU’RE THE GOOD AND I’M THE BAD

part two

SUM: you always had a tough relationship with your family, favoritism was a big thing and we all know you were the last pick in the cherry field. Katsuki though…you were his favorite thing. Katsuki then has a moment of weakness crack through his strong exterior.

WARNINGS: family issues, thoughts of self doubt, cute katsuki, then shifts to depressed katsuki QUICCCKKK!

femreader! with she/her pronouns!

author’s note at the end of this :3

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"I DONT THINK I've ever seen anything like this before.

Keeping her eyes still on the cereal box, Y/N ignored the way her parents were gawking at the flowers that stood all dried up and old in a water bottle near the windows of the kitchen.

"They seem pretty dead to me." She chewed her food throughly, swallowing down slowly as her parents ignored her, keeping their attention on her sister.

"How is it possible for a dead flower to create a new one in a plastic bottle...last night when I brought it out I didn't see anything strange with it but as soon as I was going to throw it out, I noticed the new stems."

Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance when her sister spoke.

Her sister annoyed her to the core no matter what she did. Maybe it was because she grew up with her older sister getting everything handed to her or maybe just the way she spoke sort of ticked her off. Like an annoying bug you can’t get rid of because you can’t find it so it’s endless buzzing continues in your space, almost in a mocking way.

"It's like new beginnings can happen anywhere, you know? This little rose was so close to dying, but this little new flower will continue its legacy."

"Oh my gosh, how much more cliche can you get? It's a fucking flower, it's natural for it to grow. Stop getting into your little dramatic theories all the time with stuff like this."

Y/N spat, placing her spoon down as she watched the way her sister bit back her remark, because deep down she knew exactly how her parents would react.

Her mother gasped, obviously shocked that her quiet child would speak like that to her poor sweet daughter who said something so beautiful.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

The younger girl held back the urge to roll her eyes as she got up and walked back upstairs to her room.

Y/N was a smart and gentle girl, but the people she lived with made it impossible for her to be truly happy.

She was used to it at this point. She would get lectured over every little thing wether it be wrong or right. Hiding away in her room was what made her feel less insane but they still had something to say about that.

"You never talk with us anymore. You're shutting us out so much, do you not love us anymore? Am I a bad mother to you?"

Every time her mother said that, it resulted in her getting yelled at by her drunk father to stop being such a burden and a bitch to her mother while her sister was busy else where.

When can I finally be happy?

Flopping onto her bed, she snuggled deeper into her sheets as a few tears went down her plump cheeks.

This poor 17 year old girl was truly going through it. Her father was rarely home but when he was, he would always remind her how miserable their lives became ever since she was born.

They were always low on money and could barely afford some things, but while her sister was busy buying things for her own benefit, Y/N was busy trying to meet ends meet, yet she was still the burden of the family.

It wasn't fair how easily her sister gotten their love. They sacrificed so much money just for her sister to throw away the things they've gotten her the next day.

She just wanted to feel like she was appreciated or cared for. Wasn't it her parents' job to support her? Her father's job to protect her from any harm but here he is, hurting her the most before any man ever did.

Didn't her mother have to give her advice on her future and given compassion that she will make it far in life instead of being shamed for being a bit (bigger/smaller) than everyone else around her and that no man would ever love her?

And her sister, wasn't her sister supposed to be her best friend who would be there no matter what? But here she is, getting backstabbed by her own flesh and blood.

Y/N was getting so exhausted. Her life was barely starting, and she was already considering leaving so soon.

Am I too...much of a burden to be loved, even by my own family?

Y/N flinched from a rough knock on her window, making her sit up and fix herself up as she saw who it was.

"Katsuki what the hell are you doing here? If my parents find out you're here..."

"Babe, shut up and let me kiss you."

❁ ❁ ❁

Katsuki groaned as he felt something slam into his stomach which resulted in him staggering back.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry, Mr! Oh wait, mama look!!! It's Mr. Dynamight!"

Katsuki looked down and sighed a bit as he saw a young girl in her tweens looking up at him in awe.

"Can I get your autograph,sir?"

"Kassie what did I say about being disrespectful. I'm so sorry, Dynamight."

He shook his head at the mother and signed the girl's journal.

He felt his heart stop as he saw it was one of (Y/N)’s books, her signature being right next to where the girl wanted katsuki to write.

Katsuki blocked out the people’s voices completely as he felt his chest rise up and down, a single tear leaving his eye which he quickly wiped away.

"Here kid." He passed the beautiful book that he had millions of, hidden away in his office, back to the little girl and quickly fled the scene.

As he walked back to his agency, he continued to feel the heavy ache in his heart.

No matter how much time had passed and the years flew by since the incident, he still heavily mourned for his first love every single time someone mentioned her.

It was stupid he thought. She was famous, he was famous, people asking him about her was bound to happen, or situations like this where he catches a glimpse of her book that wasn’t one that he owned, having to relive that she was taken so soon. She had so much to live for, her story just began.

He found it unfair how she could finish so many incredible stories yet never could finish her own.

He felt so selfish right now. He still couldn't move forward even if he had someone important in his life now and even a child of his own.

He will and always will be hers.

author’s note: well well well…hi. LOL. Sorry I haven’t updated this series in almost a year!! Holy fuck. I’m really sorry you guys, I lost inspo and just felt so lazy to edit this, but she’s here! I swear on my skittles I will get my shit together and update this series. I never realized so many ppl remembered it from my wattpad days?? That’s insane?? Thank you my pookies,I’ll try to update every week but really it just depends on how I’m feeling :3 anyways, enjoy amor mío!

[idyllic-affections]

what if kaveh adopted a child?

summary. kaveh adopts a random child.

trigger & content warnings. implied past trauma.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. comfort, found family. kaveh & child!reader. 0.6k words. they/them pronouns used for reader.

author's thoughts. hehe kaveh <3 this was written before the fontaine release, so i dont know how villainous focalors may or may not be but i implied her to be a lil bit villain-like. anyway i probably wont expand upon this one, this brainrot is just a silly little thought i had

kaveh is a man with a heart much too big for his chest.

alhaitham can't really say he's surprised when kaveh tries to sneak in an orphaned, seemingly nonverbal child barely any older than six or seven. they're clinging to the blonde like a lifeline, face buried in his neck and little hands clutching the fabric of his shirt. given how frail they look...

"quit staring. they came from fontaine," kaveh scoffed, one of his hands absently toying with the tips of their knotted hair, "if you must know."

there's a little bit of surprise on alhaitham's face at that—a child that small ran all the way from fontaine to sumeru city? did they communicate that to kaveh, or did he just assume based on their attire?—but it washes away quickly as he turns back to his book. kaveh almost dares to think he'll get off easily at his roommate's brief silence. he should've known better. just as he starts to walk away... "you can't keep them."

what alhaitham doesn't know is that they avoided so, so many others in sumeru city but approached kaveh because they felt safer approaching him rather than anyone else.

it annoys him beyond belief that the scribe fails to understand how intuitive children are (he's far too petty to admit that maybe it's because alhaitham doesn't know what happened, that he wasn't there to witness such a sweet little one approaching him while flinching away from others). they approached kaveh because, in their mind, he felt safer than other people.

there's no way in hell he's abandoning them.

"it's not your choice to make."

"it's my house."

"what do you suggest i do, then?!" he snaps, quickly regaining his composure when the little one in his arms trembles. a sense of guilt weighs on his chest; the poor thing must be exhausted, hungry, and possibly even sick or injured. they don't need any more stress. as infuriating as alhaitham can be... the blonde is more concerned with the child. kaveh's voice lowers significantly as he continues, "i'm not going to just leave them on the streets in a foreign nation."

"oh, i don't know," alhaitham muses, "maybe head to fontaine and find their parents?"

"gone."

both of the roommates fall silent at the little, meek voice. they peek upwards at kaveh.

a sense of calmness washes over them at the gentle, sympathetic expression on his face. he... looks like he could cry for them, actually. they don't have the capacity to completely understand the extent of the architect's empathy quite yet, and so, instead of trying to process why he looks so utterly bothered, they settle on laying their head back on his shoulder. he makes a very nice pillow.

"they're, um, gone," they repeat again, a little louder so the objectively scarier man could hear them with clarity. despite their sleepiness, they do their best to speak clearly and steadily. "l— lady focalors took them."

"...take them to gandharva ville."

kaveh doesn't reply to that, merely walking past his roommate and heading towards the bathroom to run a warm bath for them.

he knows he should. he's busy and won't be able to provide such a fragile thing with the care and attention they need to grow properly, not to mention his looming debt. he also knows that tighnari and collei and all the other forest rangers would take very good care of them until he rids himself of debt or until they're old enough to care for themselves. he knows, but... he just doesn't want to get rid of them. it pains kaveh to even think about doing something like that.

...

archons... he sincerely hopes that he can get rid of his debt and do it fast.

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[bl3ss3dbyt1amat]

OC ASK THINGIE!! tagged by @tadpole-apocalypse

name: malas!! (formerly "of the bhaal temple", currently "of... my house?" he doesnt get it at all but hes got the spirit)

nickname(s): mal (astarion), arthax dus (by lae'zel, roughly translates to "utter moron" in draconic. theyre besties trust), evae (astarion, tranlsates to "love" in elvish), dragonbro (karlach), bhaalbud (wyll and karlach)

pronouns: he/him very loosely. sometimes he just drops shit like "i wish i were a girl" and everyone in the party has to deal with that for a second before moving on.

star sign: i would imagine capricorn with maybe something in cancer? hes a very responsible "big brother" quiet type but can absolutely be emotional. just like. in private. and then he immediately pretends like nothing happened. IM SORRY IM OVERTHINKING

height: 7'0 (okay last tangent but ironically i was actually working on a drawing of all the companions with my height and body type companions for them. so this was something i was very prepared for)

orientation: gay and asexual!! (he doesnt MIND sex and was totally chill with being intimate with astarion on the grave and shit, he just also doesnt really seek it out or desire it. ALSO i feel like he probably had a phase where he dated girls and kept trying to convince people/himself he wasnt gay)

race: white dragonborn! though in my head hes more of like. a hunk of bhaal's flesh in the vague shape of a white dragonborn. i think actual dragonborn might get an uncanny valley vibe from him if they look at him too long

romancing: astarion :DDDD

fave fruit: im really amused by the idea of this big hulking dragon guy very delicately picking some razzberries or blackberries to eat. so im gonna go with that (someone remind me to draw that later!!)

fave season: winter probably! i like to think that he absolutely thrives in the cold, being (sort of) a white dragonborn

fave flower: canada thistle! technically not a flower but a weed. i have a headcanon that poor malas just destroys every single plant he even considers going near. canada thistle is a very hard to get rid of weed, so i think he would be delighted to find a "flower" that could put up with his creepy death vibes

fave scent: this is gonna sound so weird but like? cooked meat? and rice and that sort of thing. the smell of a home cooked meal is the general vibe (i dont feel like the bhaal temple was super hospitable when it came to making nice food? malas loses his memory and is like "i dont know why but i feel like i prefer this curry so strongly to like. human fingers")

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: secret third thing called i think malas would be indecisive and slowly drink all of them. like back to back. over the span of an hour to try in avoid anyone catching on (astarion is so onto him)

average sleep hours: i think it really depends on the day. like 4-6 days out of the week hes too paranoid and restless to sleep at all/more than like 2 hours a night (concerning all of the elves in the party who can absolutely hear him). and then the other days of the week hes so stressed from questing and staying up the previous nights he just storms into camp and sleeps from then until he is forced out of bed

dogs or cats: dogs but more accurately worgs and owlbears. i feel like he just wants a pet thats also a bit of a feral sweetheart. also big fluffy guy you can ride!! whats not to love?? malas is probably one of those guys who inexplicably gets every cat ever to hate him within seconds of meeting them. and is also probably very upset by this

dream trip: LITERALLY ANYWHERE! malas just wants to see all the shit hes never seen before/doesnt remember. ideally after finding a way for astarion to walk in the sun.

amount of blankets: i think probably none to maybe one or a sheet? hes probably overheating for most of the game, being meant for colder climates and junk

random fact(s): - as bhaal's chosen, malas was much more into the preaching aspect of things. he would still probably be a good preacher if he worshipped any gods - malas can speak draconic as well as a bit of undercommon and deep speech. i feel like he had to like. hear people talk in these languages to even remember he spoke them post-amnesia though - that comic about malas having a giant journal full of everyones bullshit wasnt a joke. hes got a scrapbook full of quests, stickynotes, drawings, diary-type entries, and probably a good few mental breakdowns - this is more of a headcanon abt dragonborns in general but i think hes got a little hoard of pretty doo-dads.

(im so sorry if the images made this unreadable it looks fine to me on computer??? i dont know how to make them smaller either sob) IVE NEVER DONE A TAG THING SO I HOPE ITS NOT JUST SUPPOSED TO BE MUTUALS MOSTLY CAUSE I HAVE TWO ONE OF WHICH TAGGED ME ORIGINALLY tagging @venusmage @mooreaux @grandmother-goblin (i wish i had seen this tav when i did my tav appreciation post!! so cool!!) @ppilotco (AGAIN WISH I HAD SEEN THEM SOONER) @divorcedwife ANDD UUHH everyone else ever forever praying i did this right

[selfspinninglies]

👁️👁️?

hi aureo that was fast . anyway explanation under the cut woo

its kinda fuzzy in my head since ive only had this idea for two days including today so . but basically theres magic in the world that this takes place in (side tangent that isnt totally important but im gonna talk about how it works now if you dgaf skip to the plot stuff) its mostly not demonized/hated/feared/whatever cause i dont feel like it . anyway basically the energy needed is inside of your blood so whenever you use it it draws it out of you in some way (depends on what its used for) or you can draw it out yourself (bloodletting) and depending on how strong the spell you're doing is a certain amount of blood will be needed which causes !! a lot of problems for magic users . also its not like . a lineage thing anyone can learn how to do it because another part of how it works is making bonds/pacts with spirits that hold power over certain things and the blood is like . the offering also and you can either use incantations of sorts to do spells or just command things that youve borrowed power over also if your family has a pact with a spirit you are automatically in that also

vey end up going into the center of the woods and there's a grave in the clearing so vey go to it and make a blood offering assuming that this is the correct place (<- its not . oops) which ends up pissing off the spirit there because they do not have a pact together so vey are Not supposed to do that . it ends up pissing the spirit off more by admitting that it thought this was the correct place to be for a different spirit who was apparently not even close to here . who knew (everyone except erika) . the spirit ends up laying a curse on nem as its one of those angry and restless ones + got angered further . the spirit explains that somewhere in their body the seed of the plant that fits them best will start growing inside of them at a random place and slowly kill them by taking all of their energy and eventually spread out of them and essentially take over their body . they don't say if there's any way to cure/get rid of and it doesn't really sound like there is . they also say that when ey're at eir deathbed ey'll drag eir body back to this very spot and become part of the forest in the same way the spirit is . (sorry i keep saying "the spirit" i know it sounds kinda weird but i havent named them yet) (also ihave sooosososo many thoughts about how this would work so . maybe another time but if you wanna hear me go insane ask)

(other side tangent) also the way that the spirits work is that if you're connected to something deeply throughout life and your death is also connected to that thing (ex you have a connection to oceans/lakes/rivers your entire life and then you drown and die) you become bound to it spiritually and it becomes literally a part of you which means you have command over it kinda (does any of this make sense . idk) but it sucks a lot because the thing draws out your energy after death to fuel your ability cause like i said earlier spells require energy n shit but you also gain the ability to share your ability with others which relieves it a little since the burden isnt all on you BUT some spirits are angrier and curse anyone who steps foot near the area where they died . also their abilities and people who have deals with them's powers are amplified in the death area

ANYWAY actual plot time . the protagonists name is erika/erik (goes by both) (any pronouns but mostly uses neos) and ney're part of a family that has a pact (<- i think im going with that as for what ill call these) with some sort of plant spirit ney aren't sure which one though ney didnt pay much attention to the explanation of it all . it doesnt care too much about its lineage its more interested in biology and anatomy related things (<- woaww title reference) and also salamanders . its not story important but ve really likes salamanders . anyway x2 nix is somewhere in nixs early 20s and lives alone in an apartment planning on going to college soon but is putting it off . probably works a shitty 9-5 that it hates idk . very tired guything . theyre kinda bored and start thinking about their abilities and general ineptitude with it and decide that they'll go to the forest that their pact spirit dwells in to feel more connected to it or whatever . ey didn't really plan things through a lot . It makes a small bag with some supplies in it just in case and goes to the place that it thinks is the correct one but ends up being wrong and ends up in a very large forest . paragraph break because this one's getting long

obviously it freaks the fuck out about this and ends up running veryvery far away from the clearing and ends up collapsing somewhere because its really fucking tired . in the morning to nix's surprise nothing happened to nix in that time . anyway first thing he does is take out a diagram of the human body that was in one of the notebooks that he took with him and starts drawing out what the curse might look like on the inside . (which is also kinda where the name of the story comes from)

hey remember how i said energy needed for spells lay inside someone's blood . and how the plants will sap off of the person's energy and therefore blood . and how erik's family has a pact with a plant spirt . hey do you think that might be just a little important -

so anyway she tries to find her way back but fails miserably because the one thing she happened to forget was a map of any kind so now she's stuck in a forest with a deadly curse and no idea how to fix herself. they frantically walk through the forest and end up finding a village filled with totally normal people yayyy . anyway when they get there they say that they got lost in the woods and need a place to stay until they figure stuff out . oddly enough someone agrees to house them for a bit . The people of the town are incessant with questions, particularly about if they've encountered the spirit . on impulse he lies saying that he didnt which totally wont bite him in the ass later i mean who said that . anyway thats basically the plot theres more but this is already long as fuck and i dont feel like typing anymore idk how much of this makes sense but whateverrr im sleepy n sickly (<- has a cold) so . yeah hope you like it :]]

[janeths]

Worst month

This is more of a self ship… oneshot..? Uhhh. I’ve been having a crappy months, so this more of a vent post.

Even though it’s still a self insert, ima still use Y/N. Just that Y/N uses she/her pronouns, is chubby so… yerrrah Also it will say that Y/N is close to Mario and Luigi, but doesn’t specify if they are family or friends. So ye

Warning: Low self esteem, mentions of suicide, depression, scars, self hatred, IF YOU GET UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THOSE, PLS DONT READ IT.

Bowser may also be OOC 🫠🙃🥲

Also cringe 😬 so uhhhh yeahhh 👾

Summary: It’s just one of the most shitty weeks, Y/N has hasn’t been herself lately, she feels god awful but doesn’t want to worry Bowser. Even more he doesn’t completely understand human emotions. She tries hard to get rid of them but nothing succeeds.

Kinda proof read 🤷‍♀️

It’s awful, so awful, I keep trying to put on this stupid fake smile, just for them not to worry about me. I wasn’t even paying attention to what one of the Koopa soldier had asked me. Bowser nudged my arm . “Y/N? You okay? He asked you something and you didn’t answer.” “Oh sorry about that what was the question again?” “My lady, I asked you if you wished for us to build a garden just for you. Outside of the kingdom of course.” I was confused for a moment. “Bowser, why did you say anything?” I look at him. “Well, I wanted you to be the one in charge. I know you’ll choose a good spot.” He smiles, as the Koopa says, “Where do you think we should put it my lady?” “I uh..” Out of all the times… why now? He’s asking me a question… Y/N just answer it… but think about it… Did the Koopas thought of it or did Bowser? “Well… I say close to here, maybe down in the south… To where the grass ends. Yeah somewhere around there.”

Gosh I felt like shit right now, I can’t do anything but just smile, maybe if I excused myself… “Bowser honey, I’m a bit tired… I’m going take my leave. If you both excuse me…” I give them both a nod and leave. I think Bowser is going to stay up for a while… the least I could do is shower, right? Maybe it’ll clear my head.

I did in fact not took a shower, and laid there. I couldn’t even get my own clothing off. I just laid there, trying so hard to fall asleep. Maybe I should stay in bed tomorrow…

The next morning I woke up feeling a warm hand on my torso. I think I’m going to leave for a bit, maybe that’ll clear my mind…

I slowly crept away from the bed, gave Bowser a small kiss, slowly walked towards the balcony, and jumped off on a tree. “Ow! I shouldn’t have done that…” I felt scrapes around my legs and back, bleeding. “Well… I guess I don’t have to harm myself anymore.” I awkwardly laugh and puff up my dress, and headed towards outside the grassless lands.

As I finally saw the other side, the river and pond, birds chirping, I see a tree close to the pond. “I’ll sit there…” I walked towards the tree, sat down, and started to cry. “What is wrong with me? I can’t believe I just left the kingdom just like that… I feel so pathetic. I didn’t even tell Bowser… It’s fine to want alone time but… this isn’t right…”

Instead of just a day, it became 3 days, then 5, then a week. It was awful, I just couldn’t stand it anymore, I just really wanted to kill my self but… then I wouldn’t see Bowser again… Every morning, I would wake up extremely early just to run away. It’s not that I hated here, I dearly love him, I love our kingdom… but… why even choose me?

I tried hiding away from him, I didn’t want him to worry, I told him I’m feeling under the weather and wanted to be alone. Though he didn’t like it the idea of me wandering off by myself, but I did reassure him that I’ll be close, in case something went wrong.

Another week came again, and I couldn’t even get up the bed. Bowsers been quite busy these past days so I guess it gives me more alone time. “You haven’t been yourself lately, are you alright dear?” My body perked up, scaring me. “Uh- yeah… I’ve just been feeling under the weather that’s all. I’m gonna get more sleep. You.. go on with your day…” “Y/N, it’s nighttime…” He opens the curtains, showing me it’s night, he inhales and coughs. “Y/N…” He hesitates. “…When was the last time you took a shower?” He whispers trying not to trigger me. “I don’t know, weeks? ” I say, stare at him then rolled over to the other side, not wanting to see him. “It’s fine…” I just immediately wanted to cry, but I didn’t want to. I didn’t want him to know I’m suffering this badly, I didn’t want to show him that I’m weak, a worthless human. “No- don’t ‘it’s fine’ me. Y/N!” He completely takes my covers revealing the dirty, ripped dress, covered in dry blood I’ve been wearing weeks ago. “You’re dress! Y/N! Why haven’t you told me- I- How come I didn’t know-” “Cause I hid it.” I guess he never saw something like this before, cause he couldn’t speak, he just kept saying my name over and over. He sighs, went and closed the door, came back, sat down on the bed, pulling me close to him, and holding me tight into a hug. I just felt like doll, so numb, I couldn’t move anything, I just felt so weak. “Y/N why haven’t you told me? You know that I would never judge you… You know I would listen to you even if took you hours, days, weeks, months. Or I couldn’t understand human emotions. I know you have a struggle with communication, especially when it comes to your deep feelings.” I was a bit shocked about that statement. “How did you-” “Y/N I wasn’t born yesterday, I know how part of it feels.” He says as he stroked my hair. “I…” “It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me now, whenever you feel like you are ready.” I feel my eyes tearing up. “I-I want to say it but it’s just so difficult for me. I’ve been holding it in for so long, I just don’t know what to do with it…” He kisses my forehead. “Let’s start something small then. Have you been having headaches?”

“Yes. Horrible headaches. I just couldn’t stop crying…Each time I would cry, my head would hurt more and more. ” I wipe my tears away.

“Hmm..” He touches my chest gently, and his other hand grabs mine. “What about your heart? Does it hurt? Does it go together with your headaches?”

I nod, frown, feeling in shame, that I have to be treated like a child just to say something. “It feels so heavy. I feel like I have ton of stairs. No matter how much I run, up and up, I still can’t find my place. I still still can’t find an exit. And I end up falling again. It’s just a cycle..” I think he found my spot to let everything out. “You know how you always asked me when we were gonna go to the other world and I always say ‘I really don’t want to right now, maybe next time.’ It’s because…” I bite my lip. “Take your time.” He rubs my back. “I.. don’t like much my family. Yes, I know their family by blood but… sometimes it just doesn’t feel that way. They always…” I start to cry quietly, he notices it and wipes it away. “They are so mean… They never tried to interfere with my life… They said some things… horrible things, that it will always be stuck to me. I was a really good child, but not good enough to be held by. I would always calm myself down when there was no one. I was always alone. By the time I grew up, they would say that I was just saying that, that they were there for me. I have no memory of them trying to comfort me, it was always being yelled or scolded at. They would say mean things, saying that I would never get a boyfriend due to my own mental health. That they’ll leave me the second they know. Even when they found out about our relationship, they said that you would leave me, you were just toying with my own feelings, just for you to get pleasure. They were trying to gaslight me…They even thought it was a good idea that they took my medications because it would make me feel better. And.. I’ve been suffering without them.”

I took a minute to breathe.

“I know you love me. Very much, you show it to me every single day. You never once yelled at me, or went abusive. You truly care about me…. Which I can see that in my eyes…” He pulls me tight to a hug, resting his chin on top of my head. “Even my own shitty friends. I thought I could trust them. I gave them so much love, I was always there for them when they needed it the most. If they had a problem I would always solved it. They had a thing to do and they only trusted me, I would do it. When they invited me, I wouldn’t even hesitate and would be on my way..But when… I felt down, I felt depressed, no one was there. No one. When I would invite them to hang out, they couldn’t cause they were either too busy or somewhere else. Yes I get it, everyone has something to do, but they wouldn’t even answer me till 3 months… saying ‘oh sorry, couldn’t make it.’ Why the fuck would you send it in 3 months just say oh sorry? At least they could have said “oh I’m really sorry, I forgot to message you. I was away for a while. But when do you want to?’ No nothing none of that.I suffered so much with my own terrible nightmares, I felt so alone. Sometimes I feel like they invite me cause they feel extremely bad about me.” I grip his arm, feeling more tears coming. “You’re doing good, Y/N. You’re doing great. Just breathe…” He caressed my back.

I stopped talking for a moment, trying to bring my breathing to normal.

“Mario and Luigi are the only people that didn’t shame me, didn’t judge me, they were always there for me. They knew how much I was alone, and would always invited me over. It felt genuine comfort. That is until my family didn’t like the idea of me hangout with them…” I sigh. “I just have so much pain and anger in me, sometimes I wish I could destroy myself. I hate my father and my mother, I hate everyone. Nobody cares about me, nobody ever wanted to stay with me. I hated everyone so much. I wanted to do things on my own, I didn’t want to depend on anybody, but it was such a pain…” I was crying so much that I started to hyperventilate.

“Y/N! Calm down.” He hugs me tight, trying to soothe all around my body. “ I’m here alright? I’m right here. Those people are in your world, they can’t hurt you here. You’re safe..Oh my Love, I hate seeing you like this… Please let it all out, don’t stop alright? I want you to let every emotion out of you.” I felt like such a baby letting all my cries out, hearing my own hiccups, trying to talk to him. “B-Bow!-” “Shhh Y/N, let it all out. Yell, scream, hit the pillow, anything. I want you to get rid off it.”

Couple minutes passed, I just felt so weak from crying so much. My body felt so numb, my head, chest, and stomach hurts. “I’m so scared. Every time I see a shooting star, I always wish that when I wake up, I wake up here next to you. I’m scared that when I wake up, I won’t find you here next to me, that it was all a dream, you weren’t real…god I feel so weak… I’m so sorry…” He kisses my cheek and hugs me tight. “Why are you sorry? Y/N, I’m proud of you. I’m proud that you took the time to tell me. I’m so proud of you for living, that you are here with me. I’m so proud that you made it this far. You are a strong woman, you know. I’m proud that you are living here.” He starts to tear up. Those words mean so much to me. So much. “I’ll do anything to make you happy, I’ll help you. We’ll do this together, alright? If you need the help from your world, I’ll go with you, money is no problem. I’m not leaving your side, not now nor ever. I love so much… My love.. my dear…My Y/N…” He caress my face, and kisses me passionately. “You did such an amazing job, love. Tomorrow we’ll start our plans. I’ll ask Mario and Luigi to help us, I’m sure they’ll be just as happy as me that you’re gonna get the help. And we’ll be there to support you. For now, you need a bath, and I don’t want you getting sick.”

I sigh, nodded at him, and stood up. “You go take a shower while I put the onsen.” He says.

Once I finished taking a shower, I went ahead and walked towards him, standing behind him. He was playing around with the water, making circles. You’ve done this before… “Hon, come here.” He turns around smiling, extending his hand towards me. I gently hold onto his hand, while grabbing my own towel, feeling self-conscious. “What is it?” He looks down at my legs, then looks up at me. “You know I don’t and won’t ever judge you. I love your body, no one’s here but me. It’s alright. If someone were here I would rip their head out.” That made me chuckle, and felt reassured, knowing he would do that. “Right…” “Or, I could look away, you get in, then I look back at you.” I nodded, he looked the other way, took off my towel, and sat next to him, feeling the water warm. “Can I look now?” “Hmm… no.” I lightly chuckle, and turns around looking around my body, seeing scratches all over me. “Y/N?! Where did you get all those scars all around you?! There all over-” “Ah!” He pulls my arms and one leg up. “Bowser!” “What happened?!” “I fell! That’s all!” He places my body down, gently. “Y/N, that’s so many marks, but…” He says in a worried tone, then looks at my stomach. “I uh… I fell from a tree…” I awkwardly laugh. He sighs, and pulls me into a big hug, making me splash the water. “From the balcony?! Y/N you could have a broken bone! You know you’re delicate.” “I-how did-?!” “I saw strips part of your dress. Y/N…” “I uh well.. I’m here now. Let’s just focus-” “Y/N…” I look at him, he looks at me with a worried face, caressing my stomach, tracing around one stretch mark, then onto tiny bits of scars. “You know I love your stomach. It breaks my heart… that you’re hurting your body…” I look down at my hands, then at my thighs. “I just don’t like it… nor my thighs. I feel so ugly. I just wished I looked like the other pretty girls. They don’t have to suffer with a body so pretty. They can wear pretty clothing, pretty hairstyles. I’m nothing like them. I want to be like them.”

“My dear, you’re marvelous and stunning. Oh if you could see through my eyes, you would find yourself ravishing. Your stomach is perfect, I love grabbing and squishing it, kissing you there. I love laying there, if makes me feel at ease. And every time you stroke my face and hair, I just… it’s brings me so much joy that I found someone. Same thing with your thighs. I just want to squish them, cause they’re thick, and more thick means I can put my head on top of them.” He again hugs me very tight, his hand, reaching out and grabbing my thigh gently. “Whenever you wear the clothing I made especially for you, I’m always in lovestruck. You looks so pretty, makes me happy that you love wearing them.” I sigh and smile, at the wonderful moment.

Couple of minutes have passed and I felt myself getting tired. Then he spoke,

“What do you think about us going to your world? To do what people do. Me and you on a date. Taking me to your favorite places.” My world?! “I would love that, but what about- you know..?” I gesture his huge body. “I can ask Kamek to turn me into a human.” He chuckles. “Well, that could work. But wouldn’t the transformation hurt?” “Nothing hurts for me darling. To me, it’ll feel like a pinch.”

An hour later passed and I was just there, sitting on his lap, resting my head onto his chest, feeling the warm steamy water around me. “ I think we should get out. I’m feeling really tired.” “Same here.” We both get out of the onsen, dried ourself up, and I felt myself walking fast towards the bed, and jumping onto it, bringing the covers. “You aren’t going to get dressed?” He asked. “No, I’m too tired, I don’t feel like it.” He smirks and chuckles, then jumps onto the bed making me jump. “Ah! Hey!” He snuggles close to me, feeling his chest onto mine. “What do you think I’ll look like as a human?” He grins. “Hmm… quite difficult… You being human… you’ll have your red hairs, thick eyebrows.I think you’ll have a red beard and mustache.” “A beard? What makes you say that?”

“Well… I do have an image that you look like a motorcyclist. It’s quite hot.” I kiss his snot, and he sighs happily. “I love you Y/N... Don’t ever change yourself. Don’t let others throw you around, or I’ll fight them.” I chuckle lightly feeling more tired. “I feel safe around you… I feel peace… I feel loved…”

“I’m glad.” He smiles and kisses me.

why date real men when you can date fictional characters (๑･̑◡･̑๑)

Uhhh yeah that’s really it lmao,

[sasquotch]

Hey this might sound a bit weird.. but I'm trying to figure out my gender identity and I just don't know where I fall in the grand scheme of things and I wanted to know if there were any defining moments for you that really cemented that you were trans in your mind? Like, sometimes I'll think about getting rid of my tits and I've contemplated having a dick and how it would feel but like doesn't every girl at one point think "oh wouldn't it be cool if I had a dick?" And "man I wish I could just take off my tits, they're just in the way"? Like at what point does it cross over into "oh maybe I'm not a girl.."

i may not be the best person to ask because i knew i was transgender as soon as i found out transgender was a thing and have always had a very strong male identity and persistent dysphoria since i was very small. but i will try.

i think these things can be normal to some degree. but do you have a desire to transition? or be read as male/nonbinary by others?

most people start by changing their name and pronouns, and gender presentation, you can try this if you have friends that are accepting and see how it feels. then think about medical transition if they like it.

i would think of transition/being transgender as more of, looking at your options and deciding if you want that and if its worth it for you. dont think of it as a "am i really this or am i just pretending" and dont think stuff like "if im trans i have to do this" if youre not sure. its about you and whats going to make you happy. its not a magical "am i or am i not."

if that makes any sense.

[stealing-the-smp]

Member 11

The Abandoned

Chord

Lives by the end: Revived 1

Alignment: Chaotic good

Sides: Lmanburg, Pogtopia, Exile, Greater Smp

Age: 16 at the beginning 21 by the end

Species: Avian / Trait Demon

Gender: Male

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: Bi

Morals: at this point morals have failed him but he’s usually a follower more then a leader so relies on others morals usually

Goals: Take down Asphodel

Likes: Spiders, Moths, Bugs, His bunker, Being safe

Dislikes: Asphodel, Being abandoned,

Allies: he’s got trust issues at this point but trusts Astin, Vian, Dixie, and slightly Bee then others less like Franklin and Sam Nook

Enemies: Asphodel, Shep

Family: Castiel(dad), Foxglove(mom), Vian(big brother), Cas(nephew), Saylor(adopted son)

Appearance: Chord has longish blonde hair with a white streak that’s sometimes it’s braided by Bee and blue eyes and he has small wings that can’t fly and he eventually grows red horns for some reason and a demon tail despite how he’s not a demon the world just changed him to reflect how he sees himself and he also usually wears a red shirt with grey sleeves

Quotes:

“Viannnnnn where are we goinggggggg?”

“Huh?”

“Oh hi person in a box what’s your name?”

“Oh then you’re interests?”

“You’re name is Bee then!”

“Come on!”

“Viannnnnnn we’re hungryyyyy”

“YIPPEEEEEE trail mix!”

“Want the pretzels Bee? I like the marshmallows and Vian will eat the nuts”

“Oh a town!”

“Bee pssst the Asphodel person is uglyyyyy”

“Hey!” after getting elbowed by Vian about the previous comment

“It needs to sound more British! Lmanburg! The L helps!”

“Look what I found! Discs!!!”

“Vian you sure fighting with help?”

“Bee there’s a bakery In Lmanburg now! We should go get cakepops!”

“Hydrangeaaaaaa do we have to payyyyy?”

“Bee grab cakepops and RUN” *runs while giggling*

“Yum! We split our spoils in half!”

“Vian can you get me unbanned from the bakery?”

“Asphodel just like leave us the fuck alone!!”

“That’s gonna scar….”

“Vian when will this war be over?”

“Oh! That’s great! Vian Mahogany has a idea!”

“That went welllllll” /sarcasm

“We can definitely win this Vian!”

“but this is our home….”

“Vian I’m hungry…..and cold and tired….”

“Vian where are we even going…”

“Oh! Yeah this’ll work! We’ll totally not freeze or starve in a underground city” /sarc

“I’m calling our future grave Pogtopia at least….”

“Oh! Fuck! Bee are you ok? I’ll grab you some bandages!”

“And here we go into the shopping cart then I’ll sit here and we can chat for a while”

“I’m glad we can stay friends on opposite sides”

“Vian what are these droppers for?”

“VIAN, MAHOGANY GET A ROOM….I know you’re in Vian’s room but you’re arguing is too loud I can’t sleep….”

“Bee I’m getting tired….you look tired too….”

“Heyyyyy Aloe can I borrow some bandages? Thank you!”

“Vian I’m starting to wonder what you’re planning….”

“Don’t tell me then…..”

“VIAN NO NO NO DONT LEAVE ME HERE ALONE”

“I guess I’ll just manage this alone….”

“Manburg festival huh? I guess I’ll go…”

“BEE shit shit man your face….what do I do….”

“IM NOT LEAVING MY BEST FRIEND HERE ASSHOLE YOU BLEW UP HIS FACE”

“OW fine fine fine I’m going….”

“I’m hungry myself……”

“Exiled alone…..”

“Maybe if I talk to myself I can keep sane…actually I think that makes me less sane……”

“Huh what was that?”

“Vian? Oh hey! You look different more blue….”

“you are different but uh sit beside me I’ll protect you like you use to protect me”

“Is it just my paranoia or are we being watched Ghostan?”

“Nope it’s not paranoia!”

“Uhhhhh I’m Chord”

“Oh if I could have anything I’d have my freedom….or just some bedrock in all honesty that would be pog to own imagine if I just put it in the middle of someone’s build to annoy them!”

“Why are you here Asphodel?”

“fine you can come by occasionally….”

“do i have to get rid of my belongings?”

“OW GOT IT”

“Thank you Dixie….you’re the closest thing to a person I got….”

“Bee why have you still not searched for me? I saw Shep died in chat weeks ago!”

“Oh don’t worry Dixie I was just talking to myself…..”

“Dixie do you know why Ghostan is different?…..that makes zero sense but ok….”

“I’ll just ignore whatever you said Dixie don’t worry don’t worry!”

“Asphodel please I need more rest”

“It’s my 18th birthday and I’m all alone….”

“CAN I SLEEP IN ON MY BIRTHDAY ASPHODEL?”

“ow sorry shouldn’t have yelled sorry sorry”

“thanks for my only present Ghostan blue dye is good…”

“how long will I be here?”

“where’s Dixie gone? I’m lonely without her….”

“I’m just lonely…..”

“I’m so hungry……”

“I’m tired…”

“what if I left?”

“Home is this way I’m pretty sure…..”

“I think I’m lost……”

“Dad!!! I need help….”

“Thanks for letting me stay dad….I’m going to my room…”

“this house feels so empty…..”

“I feel so empty……”

“I’ll head back to the main area in around two weeks maybe I’ll be less alone there?”

“I really need to stop talking to myself…..”

“I’m taking dinner to my room”

“Oh hey Hydrangea”

“A meeting? Am I allowed?…..fine I’ll just sit here…”

“Dad why did you stab Vian?”

“YOU COULD’VE JUST SAVED HIM”

“HYDRANGEA STAY OUT OF THIS”

“IM LEAVING”

“Ughhhhhh I’m alone and talking to myself again”

“It’s cold out here…..”

“I need somewhere to stay…..”

“oh god I’m growing horns….uhhhh what did Bee use to do? Fluff up hair? ok that didn’t work I’m just gonna ignore it…”

“Oh hey Astin”

“how have you been?”

“ok weird question can I stay at your house for the night? I’m tired….”

“Thank you man!”

“Tell me when I can pet Champ I wanna give scratchies but I know he’s working currently”

“I can finally lay down relax a bit”

“Okay! Champ come here you’re getting scritchies!”

“Astin I adore your dog seriously man he’s so sweet”

“I should go fix up my old house tomorrow”

“Oh thanks for the blocks Astin”

“you’ve actually helped so uh thank you genuinely”

“Yeah I’ll keep you updated on my situation keep me updated too man and you’re always welcome at my house”

“I should make most of this underground it’ll be safer”

“I could add a braille greeting at the beginning of the the stairs to the bunker so I can have a greeting for Astin….I’ll just learn braille it’ll be helpful anyways!”

“Bee you’re really showing up now?”

“Just leave I don’t want to talk currently”

“I don’t care that Manburg is gone go find somewhere else to stay I only have one cot”

“oh god my horns are bigger….and I have a fucking tail…”

“Astin Bee showed up today I feel bad but he left me out there!”

“why do you have the best advice Astin?”

“Bee I’m sorry I acted out of line just because you left me I shouldn’t leave you man”

“Oh! Wow you did well really quickly….a mansion wow…”

“I’m so unlucky compared to everyone ughhhh”

“Huh?”

“Hey little spider uhhhh you’re alone uh I shouldn’t leave you here”

“Up we go!”

“Now to my house uhhhhh Saylor fits you lil guy”

“Ow Saylor don’t spike me with your hairs”

“Oh! Hey Astin! I picked up a kid be wary his hairs can injure you he’s a smart little guy”

“He’s a spider Astin”

“I’m glad you’re just accepting this now I want cuddles come on to my cot!”

“Yeah I’ve been a little better Saylor being around really helps gives me a purpose….”

“It’s been awfully calm currently…..it’s kind of nice”

“Bee how are you married with a son? Man what? Also let me meet your son!”

“Astin I need to marry you so Bee doesn’t leave me behind with what place he’s at in life don’t worry I’ll tell no one who you are”

“that worked surprisingly well…Astin why did you have rings on yourself? Eh I guess we were just lucky for your pocket junk”

“Bee I’m calling your husband Enderboob!”

“He didn’t argue so hey Enderboob!”

“Don’t worry I won’t call you it around your kid”

“Heyyyyy Mac awwww you’re adorable! Like Saylor”

“yeah I have a kid as well…did no one know that?”

“I have a husband too but you’ll never know who Bee”

“Hehehe you’ll never knowwwww”

“That went well”

“Astin you’re joining a county made by Franklin? actually you’ll probably only understand once you experience it he’s nice just might make dumb decisions”

“Oh hi Raccoon Robot guy! Do you got a name?”

“Oh well You’re like Tom Nook from animal crossing but you’re also like Sam hmmmm can I call you Sam Nook?”

“Ok Sam Nook uh could you help me build this?”

“Thank you!”

“Astin I think I made friends with a robot”

“What are these red things?”

“Astin do you want to stay with me for the night? with Whiterose acting weird and stuff?”

“At least we can cuddle!”

“I’ll investigate it for you ok Astin?”

“Oh shit shit shit Bee why are we both investigating this? We’re both gonna die!!!”

“Sam Nook? Uh thanks bud”

“Oh shit he’s broken!”

“Nook stay with us….please Bee fix him or something!”

“Sam? Why are you here? Please don’t take him”

“if you’re sure you know how to get him fixed”

“Astin your coworker at Las Nevadas took my robot”

“Also I hate to tell you but Whiterose might be being mind controlled….he also didn’t look right….”

“Astin do you mind if I don’t get involved in the cult situation anymore? I just can’t I’m too afraid….thank you if you do need something tell me though”

“Saylor we get some papa son bonding time okay?”

“Astin you ok? Heard the red banquet was shit”

“That’s a interesting death message Slime?….I’m going to not ask Astin about it in all honesty”

“Asphodel wants me to visit him in prison? I don’t trust this but why the fuck not”

“Hey Asphodel I was allowed to-ow fuck man-potatoes hur-SS-"

“Vian? You’re back!!!!”

“Fuck yeah Vian!”

“Vian can we leave?….thank you”

“Vian you’re acting weird?….”

“why do you always push down my concern?”

“I’ll see you later….hopefully….”

“I guess i now have a white steak of hair ugh I thought my greys were my only issue”

“wait what? Those alarms oh no no not that”

“Saylor we’re no longer leaving the house for now and I’m putting up walls”

“I’m so tired”

“Wait Astin lost a life? I’m texting him”

“Astin come over please”

“Astin! Here let me lead you my bunker is a mess you might trip”

“So Astin I need to know how you died im worried and I-I l-love you so I wanna know”

“Next time just rant to me before doing anything drastic….or living in a cave….and I’ll do the same okay?”

“I love you Astin uhhh mwah…..I can’t believe how long we’ve been married without kissing”

“Now to solve the Asphodel situation….Bee do you still have the nukes?”

“I’m going to text Astin about if this is a good idea or not”

“Astin is this a good idea?”

“oh the idea is nuking Asphodel”

That’s where I’m cutting us off for now :3 because I’ve over done it tbh

This character is replacing

Tommy

[donutboxers]

Me and my roommate are currently talking about gender and i'm coming to the conclusion that of the part of my gender that is not stereotypically male (which is 90% male and like 10% not) is based entirely on the aesthetic i'm currently into, i typically describe it as 90% male and 10% agender but what i feel like i mean is "not a human gender, or a vibe/ object"

i don't feel a connection to gender fluidity as a label but i guess that's what it is, right now the 10% of me that's not male feels like some kind of 90's computer

i also feel like i only use they because it's a pronoun people who are aware of nonbinary people can use if they aren't aware of or comfortable with neopronouns but i really only like he and it, i might get rid of that part. i just dont use "it" with people irl because if they aren't also a trans/nb peson using neopronouns they still seem to say it with the same disdain that a cis person using it to dehumanize me would

sorry if im rambling but this is a little helpful for me to discuss, right now the gender that my aesthtic gender(?) is feeling is computergender/computerkin

i can't say that that means i feel a lack of humanity or robotic in any way, it just means that the way i feel is like the look of 90's computers, not the way they act or the "emotionlessness" that some people who are robotgender may feel

edit: i think maybe the reason this feels agender sometimes is because sometimes i just dont have an aesthetic im into, im going to put the aesthetic that is currently [the 10% of] my gender into my bio with "core" after it :]

[boreal-sea]

Cw: venting, possible transphobia (but im not sure)

I just realised why does the “gender has no rules” take bothers me.

Since everybody can identify however they want (which is a good thing dont get me wrong) and say whatever they want, look/behave/use any pronouns they want (which, again, is a good thing) gender doesnt make sense YET people still dont want to get rid of it - its just like horoscopes! Made up “bullshit” people feel too strongly about to get rid of because “its fun”.

Feels like a mathematical problem which need rules to get solved but no one cares about the rules and no one cares about the result.

Is this a transphobic opinion? Am I being a bigot?

I think you need to let go of trying to figure gender out like math. Gender isn't math. It's biology. There isn't a nice neat solution. Human society artificially created a binary of male/female and man/woman, but this is a pretend binary.

Yes, everyone can do whatever they want. If you personally don't think gender makes sense, that's ok! Maybe gender isn't for you.

But for many people, both trans and cis, gender does make sense. They may be "gender nonconforming", they may be butch or femme or androgynous, but they still feel they have something called "gender". What that "gender" means to them is deeply personal and doesn't need to be understood by anyone else.

Gender, as it stands today for the trans and GNC community, is a way to express yourself. "Gender" is the name we give to this aspect of your personal expression. It doesn't have to obey any rules, because we're animals, not computers.

I'll try to explain using my personal gender.

I've cobbled together bits and pieces of human expression, fashion, nature, and behavior, and that is my gender. I feel masculine in a way that relates to knights and chivalry, which I think most people "get".... but my gender feels also masculine the way a misty, rainy pine forest on a mountain feels masculine to me. Like calm, verdant green. Maybe those same exact things would feel feminine to someone else! That's great!

Gender is a playground: humans made it, it's not "natural", but that doesn't mean the playground itself doesn't exist. And guess what? You can do whatever you want. Walk on the monkey bars, run up the slide, hang upside down from the swings. Build your own equipment to play on! You don't even have to play in the playground if you don't want!

There are no rules on the Gender Playground.

[parasiteking]

hi arc no pressure to answer this but i was just wondering if you felt comfortable answering could i ask how did you know you were bigender? slash maybe how do I know if I might be bigender?

hi leo!! yeah, i'm comfortable answering that! this may be a bit long but like- im telling a lot just incase it any part of it helps you realize something. (i also enjoy talking about my identity & the journey of how i got here TBH)

im specifically male & female bigender. i also identify with a lot of xenogenders, but (what i call) my primary gender(s) is being male & female bigender. bigender can be any two genders though!! but this will probably mainly apply to male & female (or similar genders like demiboy/demigirl, ect.) bigender experience.

growing up as a girl, i always felt a connection with guys. i always wanted to be included in what they were doing! in school, i had primarily male friends while only having a very small amount of female friends (irl wise. i had a lot of female friends online) the only time in my life i had primarily girls as my friends was in elementary school, but i wasn't ever happy.

i was always very happy when guys would treat me like they treated other guys- not in a "treating me like decent respect" kinda way, but just treating me as if i were a guy.

ive known i was bisexual since i was 7 or 8, so i've been in queer spaces online since i was very young. since i was young, i was also very easily influenced by older people. i ended up in a lot of transmedicalist spaces. i never thought about exploring my gender identity because i liked being a girl! but in the back of my mind, i always wondered what it would be like if i made an alt account and pretended to be a guy, using he/him pronouns n stuff. at one point, i did run an account using he/she pronouns because "the mascot im using uses he/him but i use she/her but idc if people refer to me as he/him ONLY because of the mascot" <- complete fucking lie i was in denial becuz i was friends with a lot of transmeds, but didnt know i was also a guy at the time. just liked he/him

its a long story, but a mix of my boyfriend realizing he was a trans and openly supporting xenogenders & neopronouns, us cutting off a toxic transmed friend, and me entering fandoms that were more inclusive made me realize like. hey maybe this stuff is ok. and immediately i was like oh fuck. im bigender.

i looked back on my experiences and it just. fell into place. one time i received major gender euphoria because a guy hugged me in a way that guys stereotypically only do with guys, and it was still such an important memory to me over a year later (and still is 4 or so years later even though i havent seen the guy in forever.) everytime i was referred to with he/him on the acc i went by he/she pronouns on, i felt so damn happy. i daydream being a guy, not because i hate being a girl but because i just loved the idea of being a guy so much, and not out of like, being tired of sexism or anything. i just wanted to be a guy just cause!!

gender dysphoria was never apart of discovering my identity for me, i only developed it after the fact. my gender dysphoria is different than others (from what ive seen from The Average Trans Person) & im shy to talk about it publicly so if you do wanna ask about that just send another ask & ill answer privately. that being said gender dysphoria is NEVER a requirement to being trans, and i wouldve never found out i was bigender if i didnt get rid of that idea.

ANYWAYS, thats just me!

for you, my advice is to self reflect i suppose! think about your relationship with whatever genders youre considering being bigender of, how do you feel about those genders? how do you connect to them? how do you feel being referred to as pronouns typically associated with those genders (i know pronouns dont equal gender, this is just smth that helped me) or terms in general that are associated with those genders? would you feel happy as both?

im not good at advice im just a silly kid on the internet U_U anyways i rlly hope this helped u in some way. if u have anymore questions id LOVE to answer!! <3

[starswordneo]

Man, if I was in charge of the world, I think I'd be able to do so much good. I wouldn't want that power for the rest of my life, I don't wanna be a king or anything but like.. Just enough time to set things right and get the world in a better place

I'd make it to where people can marry & love eachother, regardless of gender, sexuality, religion, race, the only barriers being age of consent, and incest.

A monthly universal income for everyone, enough to live on, electricity, food, water, transportation, phones, computers, because these are all basic needs and things we need to live, with plenty of extra to allow us to get a few things we need, repairs, and a couple nice things.

Price caps on everything, re-evaluate prices of devices, materials, food and other things and limit their price to a max of maybe 5% markups? I'm no economist, but literally just forcing lower prices because prices have gotten out of hand. Also making it to where a single person working can support a family with plenty of extras.

4 day workweeks with pay that's good, as I've already mentioned, and workers being able to unionize and be treated well, those people are making those businesses money!!! They should be treated like the heroes they are, no matter what position. Every job, if done well, means a lot. To quote a silly movie.

People should be able to choose if they want children or not, and religion and personal views shouldn't be enforced upon everyone. I live in America, supposed home of the free.

The world should go much harder on renewable energies and making the world a better place, more gardens and parks, more busses, less cop & military fundings, better schools and education, being paid to do college and rewarded for seeking higher education!

People with disabilities, mental issues and other problems should be able to get the tools, medicine and things needed so they can live their lives better, and buildings should be re-renovated to allow access to everyone, more ramps, elevators, buttons to open doors, the whole shebang.

Of course, transgender people should be given access to hormones and testostrogen, and like all people, should be able to change their names, and have their pronouns respected, if they dont, let that be a crime.

Less cops and funding for them so they could be redistributed to better places, they're already overfunded to hell, and are sadly a very corrupt system.

The internet also needs help, limiting ads for higher corperations and enforcing maybe a maximum 3 ad policy per page, without the loophole of making hundreds of pages to force people to sift through. Intrusive ads that cover the screen or do things to your device should be punishable, billboards and signs on roads should be mass removed and left only for directions TO places, to get rid of visual clutter for roads.

Maybe if a website reaches a certain level of popularity, usage, and has shown its worth by staying around long enough, it gets government funding. Sites like Twitter, Reddit, Facebook, Discord, so on so forth, should be given money to stay afloat, with the only thing they need to focus on is making the site run better and be better, rather then steal peoples data and flood them with ads.

Websites should also no longer be able to store peoples data and be used to create a profile for them just to have malicious marketing. Tactics to shuffle stores around and other dark tactics should also just be made illegal, to prevent the exploitation of customers.

A money cap should also be implemented, once you reach a billion, excess money should be given away to the government, which would redistribute it to the poor, the needing, or to spend on things to help the people, like site costs, construction, schools, medical buildings

Transportation should also be looked in, more busses, trams, trains, should be made. Less cars, but not completely removing them. The roads will be emptier, easier to traverse, beautify them and make the world less gray, concrete and depressing.

Prisons should be completely redone and focus on rehabilitation and reformation, rather then using prisoners as slaves and subjecting them to horrific conditions that they're dealing with now.

Companies should also be reprimanded for unethical or desdly behavior, their pollution and waste should be punished. With enforced better pays, limiting prices, wealth caps, Companies should be forced to focus on quality and efficiency while also not being dangerous, and exploitive.

Homeless people should also be given a home, and with any mental or physical issues they have, be taken care of with everyone else with free healthcare and help to get them back on their feet. Things like airbnb, landlords and others should also just, not exist. People deserve homes and places to live.

That's what I'd try to do if I was in charge of the world. Once I'd get all that set in stone, I'd happily step down. Maybe there's a few more things I haven't thought of, but there's just a lot of evil and darkness in this world, there's probably systems and things that are corrupt but normalized in todays life, and despite all my wishful thinking, a lot of this stuff is already in other parts of the world. Just getting them all together I think would make the world a better place. People are free to create, live, enjoy, and not worry, and focus on making technology better, sharing love with your religion, educating people, and just.. be happy.

[orifu]

ok im just gonna write a bunch of my disorganised thoughts on the new doctor who episode the star beast. enjoy. or dont.

story wise it was very enjoyable. all the characters were written like actual people (cough cough chris chibnall) and i really enjoyed watching it. the twist of the meep being evil was (at least in who circles) pretty well known so having the rose metacrisis twist too was really effective (even though i totally guessed it would happen (shower oracle)).

and before i get into what i didnt like im just going to say im not like siding with the you know twitter users youtube "reviewers" called like The Neckbeard Skeptic or something when it comes to this stuff. i thought the inclusion of rose as a trans character was a really good way to start the new era as a kind of warning to those kinds of people that they really wont enjoy it.

but with the representation came a couple lines which just struck me as.. off. the first was definitely rose basically calling the doctor out for assuming the meep is he/him. and like yeah thats a valid criticism to make. but if i were writing this episode i would absolutely not get the trans person to say that. it comes across as playing into the "did you just assume [the meep's] pronouns??" transphobic stereotype but i think knowing how many people would get mad at this i am fine with the line overall.

the next line was the line "binary binary / nonbinary" bit. i think its a cool callback and another neat way of pissing off the right people but honestly back in s4 that binary binary bit was a really devastating moment as you see the doctor's face and the music kicks in. playing off that moment as like a kind of gag just seems kinda messed up to me.

and the last one was the "male presenting time lord" thing. just seems like a twitterised version of feminism and the messages behind it. feminism is meant to be a deconstruction of gender as a social construct and its effects in society which manifest as eg the patriarchy. feminism is not when you go "you look like a man therefore youre bad". thats not feminism. in s4 this was explained as time lords "lacking that little bit of human" which i think just kinda makes more sense tbh.

i imagine this is kind of what it wouldve been like seeing series 1 back in 2005 and maybe back then jack harkness looked over the top or the whole thing felt in-your-face. maybe 18 years from now ill look back at this and think "wow. i thought that was a lot?" and i really hope so. but for now i just hope this was over the top to get rid of all the bigots before doctor who (2023-) REALLY begins.

anyway enough of the criticisms that make me sound like a 2017 anti sjw. i think donna and rose just being able to "get rid" of the metacrisis by just "letting it go" is honestly kind of stupid. i was expecting a lot more of a destiny plotline across the 3 specials that probably ended in donna about to die forever but only then the metacrisis is stopped or something (and i think the slower metacrisis could have explained this). but nope there it goes done and dusted in the first special. its not the direction i wouldve taken but its fine i suppose. im not the award winning writer here.

next its literally never explained where the doctors sonic comes from. he just kinda. has it. and thats fine i guess stuff happens sometimes but like. why is this sonic completely overpowered? a big criticism of the chibnall era was that the doctor was constantly just scanning stuff and going "hm yep blah blah" and instead of going back to the sonic being an occasional tool, its now able to create screens and forcefields and. what. but fine. whatever.

but now. big question. why does the tardis interior change? it didnt go up in flames or anything like in s5/s11 nor was the doctor feeling a change like in s7/s8. it just changes. but i guess the tardis was feeling like it or whatever. now the real controversial take. i dont really like the new interior. its just completely white. i know the original tardis interiors looked like that but it looks so plain. it looks like they only had that much built when they filmed it and hadnt finished. the lights make me like it more but it just seems kinda gimmicky tbh. im sure itll grow on me over time (or be changed in the ncuti era? pls).

anyway. i still really enjoyed the episode and i cannot wait for wild blue yonder (this has been the mystery episode for like over a year now) and the 2 more specials and 2 more series to come. doctor who is Going Places and id much rather those places be cheesy pronoun stuff than have bigots around the dw community.

if you read all that, you just wasted your time. also i love you

[verytendou]

Every now and then i do start wondering if maybe i could just use gendered pronouns and be fine and who cares about all this trans stuff but then someone will call me by my preferred name and use my pronouns without even thinking bc they know its Me and i will be like WOOO neverMIND! This is GREAT

[blackcatrph]

»  ━━  UNHINGED  DISCORD  SERVER  SENTENCE  STARTERS.

quotes  taken  from  a  chaotic  discord  server.  nsfw  themes  present.  please  alter  any  pronouns  if  required  when  sending.

“  kittens are ... lesbians ?  ”

“  does anyone remember why i’m deep fried cock  ?  ”

“  i’ll dick you to death if you want.  ”

“  time is forks.  ”

“  do they think they'll accidently slip inside their pals butt or smth i dont get it.  ”

“  no kink shaming only kink asking why.  ” 

“  what happened to all the lube in this server.  ”

“  god why's it that deep anyway.  ”

“  mom come get me the brits are scaring me again.  ”

“  I feel like it'd piss him off if I got something dick flavoured.  ”

“  i accidentally called my cat mom and then accidentally called my cat a milf.  ”

“  golden showers for daddy.  ”

“  i woof at you real good.  ”

“  i was going to say ‘ aren’t you going to woof for your daddy’.  ”

“  i dropped my phone because it was making my butt hurt.  ”

“  and today i walk into private spicy dick.  ”

“  mamma mia, i am moist again.  ”

“  maybe i want to cream my muffin.  ”

“  when did you get rid of the lube?  ”

“  my noses are much more supportive than my parents.  ”

“  i don’t stop coming for 10 hours.  ”

“  penetration on the first date.  ”

“  i love the wet place.  ”

“  do you often eat monkey anus?  ”

“  imagine being moo’d at by catherine tate.  ”

“  well well well, if it isn’t a conversation i have no recollection of seeing.  ”

“  her wolf form is hot.  ”

“  i don’t kink shame. clearly, as i am a furry.  ”

“  they’re weak and will not survive the winter.  ”

“  i once had a potato salad that tasted the way horses smell.  ”

“  ah yes, lube up some wheat for free serotonin.  ”

“  do you not like dong oil ?  ”

“  good morning, would you rather be vored or cannibalised  ?  ”

“  woofing or pegging or woofing while pegging ?  ”

“  please don’t use lick and moan so close together.  ”

“  sinning ? in my good christian metacrisis brainmeld ?  ”

“  woof woof daddy.  ”

“  i cause chaos by pegging gay america.  ”

“  the vapour rub made him a vapour sub.  ”

“  drop a bare ass, fuck your ankle a bit, cause some chaos.  ”

“  i prefer the idea of getting a boner over a broken leg...  ”

“  a lot of hand jobs for sperm donations...  ”

“  i’ve got the milf.  ”

“  lick warm fluffy dicks.  ”

“  yes  daddy  pig.  ”

“  oh I thought u were on about the adam driver golden showers...  ” 

[rogue-of-heart-classpecting]

So how would a session go with a Witch of time (she/her) Heir of space (they/them) rogue of heart (all pronouns) Knight of void (he/him) a thief of mind (she/her) and a mage of light?

Im the rogue of heart and my sister is the Thief of mind and the relationship is a bit rocky and I’m friends with them all but my sister isn’t really close with any of them if that helps any

I’ve been pushed down the homestuck path again and i don’t think i can escape.

Thanks :))

Let's see.

Space and time players - check.

Even number of players - check (although.. I don't know if that really matters! That's just what we've seen in our 4 examples.)

No overlapping classes or aspects - check.

Let's go over the players' "jobs."

Attack - Witch of Time, Thief of Mind.

Defense - Knight of Void.

Guide - Mage of Light.

Support - Rogue of Heart.

Healer - No healing classes or Life players... I suppose the Witch of Time could definitely pop around making sure everyone is safe using her re-do powers.

The Witch of Time and Heir of Space are on frog and possibly Scratch duty. The Witch kind of has her hands full in this situation. I think the Heir and Rogue could help her out on the side.

The Witch of Time would be able to change the way time works, using time in ways you wouldn't usually think of, bending and breaking the rules of time's normal flow. Her challenge might be to keep control over herself when faced with two very powerful and active class/aspects. She might also be able to See Space at the beginning of the game, like Jade did with seeing through Time in the clouds on Prospit.

The Heir of Space would be easygoing, positive, bubbly, maybe try to get everyone to work together and have fun. They would maybe be able to shift space easily and even unexpectedly. By the end of the game, they will have done something to connect in a way fully with the concept and aspect of Space. This might look like how Bec teleports by BECOMING space and then manifesting back down to his small size by letting go of being all of space at once. Trippy.

The Rogue of Heart is really here to make sure everyone stays calm and collected, making sure emotions dont boil over and, alternatively, keeping everyone (especially the Thief) from becoming too cold and unfeeling or callous. Having a Thief of the opposite aspect is kind of a problem in this session, and, I'm guessing, really ANY session. The Rogue's job is to make sure the Heart levels are equally balanced among the players and the environment around them. The Thief's job is to steal all of the Mind from the session for herself, leaving an absence of it in anyone but her. This would kind of force the Rogue through their arc, maybe even before they're ready. The Rogue has to learn to accept their aspect for themselves. By having the Mind (absence of Heart) stolen from them, they could become overly emotional and unstable. Rogues are already uncomfortable with their aspect within themselves. Getting a ton of it by force shoved on them would be very uncomfortable. I could see the Rogue and the Thief getting into a big fight over it. It might end up like a game of Heart hot potato? Trying to give all of this emotion and impulse back and forth because neither of them want it. The Rogue sees all this Mind in one place and has all this Heart to give and so repels it like a magnet. The Thief just got RID of their Heart and doesn't want it back! Hopefully the other players, maybe the Knight, could keep them apart.

The Knight would protect Void. This means there is a lack of Void in the session. There's probably too much going on, there's no time for quiet reflection, collecting yourself, being calm, destimulating, etc. The Knight could cultivate this area where things are less hectic, like Calliope's spiral space. This Knight would also be good at banishing monsters to the shadow realm. However, that would prevent you from gaining XP or grist from killing them. I think this Knight would disappear for long periods of time. I hope he doesn't void out for too long. I think players and enemies in this session will sometimes need to go in the Void time-out for calm down time.

The Thief of Mind. Let's see. This classpect would be the accumulating of all surrounding decision, logic, thought, justice, pathways, etc. from everyone else in the session. This player would have justice and fairness always happen to them and never to anyone else. Other players will be treated unfairly by the game and fate itself, whether that be to their advantage or disadvantage. Other players would have a hard time thinking rationally for themselves, being unable to choose their next step, acting mostly on impulse and on what they FEEL would be the right thing to do, instead of the safest or smartest thing to do. There would be a lot of tension and hostility from everyone's emotions being raw and exposed. Thieves can make good leaders, especially if they steal an aspect that is a valuable tool for command. The Thief would try (and maybe fail) to get everyone to follow their rational plans. They would say, "I'm the one with all the brains/plans/decision making, everyone has to do what I say!" I doubt a bunch of players with an overload of Heart would appreciate that and one or more of them might try to overthrow her.

The Mage of Light would probably be frustrated with this setup. They would see what's actually going on over the whole game, and they would see where everyone's getting hung up over trivial things, and they would hate it. Since they're a Mage, they would have to find by trial and error the best way to make everyone pay attention to them before being able to instruct the team as a guide. Their method of seeing through the game's future would probably be manually thinking through every possibility for future paths and seeing which ones are dead ends, backtracking, and retracing a new path from where the old one went wrong. It would take longer for them to find the right choice this way, but the Mage's powers would grow stronger through experience. By the end of the game the Mage will know exactly what to do and when. And since they're a Light player, they would be able to get everyone's attention, unlike Sollux.

[demonsman]

Oooo oki!!! Could I maybe then request one where Googlplier and the reader live together and Google goes out to pick something up and such and comes back from shopping and brought the reader several of their favorite drinks and the reader gets so excited that they kiss just give google a big ol' kiss but then gets really embarrassed and flustered over what they just did? I'm fine with any pronouns and I hope this is okay!!

Hello! here is my boy google! hope you enjoy this! ive only wrote about him once before, i hope i got this right tho!

pairings googleiplier x gender neutral reader

You had just got home from work. it had been a long day, now you just wanted to lay on your sofa and not move at all at least until tomorrow. so you slung your work bag on the floor and kicked off your shoes, and sat on the sofa, with your head resting on the back of the couch. you groaned as you felt your muscles en tense.

only now did you realise the missing android. he was normally there waiting for you. you shrugged it off, he was probably just updating or shouting at bing. you were taking your phone out of your coat that was lying on the back of the couch when the door opened. the blue clad android, shut the door and took off his shoes and coat. you turned behind and you smiled at him.

he gave you back an emotionless stare as he took off his hat. the hat gave you some good memories, you had convinced him it made him look more normal, and it was such a surprise that he listened to you.

"where have you been, google?" you asked him

"ive been to the shop. would you care to assits me unpacking the shopping" he asked. you nodded and got up. you followed him into the kitchen, no one was the other than the two of you. he was carrying two shopping bags which he put on the counter top. he started to unpack his, while you did yours. he finished his first, so he stood there and looked at you. his gaze waiting for your next command. he fixed his glasses. your bag was filled with normal things till you took out your favourite hot and cold drink, which had been sold out for goodness knows how long, and a wave of excitment just coursed through you.

a huge smiell took over you fave as you looked at both containers. he coulnt contain you excitment, you flung your arms around google and squeezed him. "thank you! thank you so much!", your momentum knocked him over a bit, but he regained balance, he didnt hug back till you pulled back slightly, you didn't think till you, planted your face to his and kissed him. He felt warm.

you let go instanly. you pushed back. it rushed over you. you just kissed google. you just kissed GOOGLE! blood rushed to your face, your ears burned and your heart was about to burst from your chest, you played with your fingers to try and get rid of some nerves.

"i-i'm so sorry google! i i dont know what just happened, uhm" he looked at you and fixed his glasses, he seemed embarrassed?, he looked away from you and cleared his fake throat.

" i knew you liked those drinks, and you had been stressed as of late. i'm glad i made you happy" he looked back at you, and put his infont of him, clutched together. " i wouldn't mind doing that again later. properly though" he said.

you almost choked and looked at him, you started to try and speak but you just opened and closed your mouth like a fish. you nodded and a small shy smile appered on your face.