#it pleases my agender heart

[r0semultiverse]

In case you didn’t know or needed to hear it, things do get better after you turn 18. Your life isn’t over even when you hit 21. 💜

This is me at vaguely around my mid-twenties. I’m trans & I’m here & while I don’t have everything figured out, I certainly have figured myself out way more than when I was younger. 💜 Yes it gets better. Yes you can grow older & be trans. There are people out there willing to love & accept you for you. There are partners, friends, family to be found. Don’t give up! 💪 Be proud, be loud, & let your rage out! Down with cis! Let’s rock this joint & keep on living!! 🖤 Things will be less noisy eventually, just please live! ⭐️

💖 You are worth it & it gets better! 💜

[a-gay-poptart]

I have found the best ally

Straight and cis people will say that they are allies, but you will NEVER measure up to my dentist.

Me: "Hey, is it ok if I can change my name on my info from [DEADNAME] to Aspen?"

Random woman that I wasn't even talking to in the chair next to me: "Honey, if that's the name you had at birth, [DEADNAME] is your only name."

My dentist, very slowly turning her rolley chair towards the woman: "Shush."

Random woman: "Excuse me?"

Destist: *closes privacy curtain while staring bullets at the lady*

Me: *pissing myself laughing*

My dentist while changing my name in my info (reminder that English is not her first language, she immigrated from Russia): "There, Sai, you have pretty boy teeth. Smile and make all girls swoon."

Me not having the heart to tell her I'm not transmasc but I'm Agender, and still pissing myself laughing: "Thank you [DENTIST NAME]."

Edit: Ok, this has gotten alot of attention, but right now my other posts is what really needs attention. I have a few fundraisers for people trying to evacuate Palestine and Gaza, but also a diabetic who needs her insulin shot. Please please please, go to my page and at the very least repost those posts, have the day you deserve and free Palestine🇵🇸

[secretly-dum]

Could I get a Joel miller x reader fic where the reader gets her period and her past partners always made her sleep on the couch bc they thought it was gross and Joel is just like wtf at someone treating his daeling like that?

Come Back to Bed, Please?

pairing: joel miller x AFAB!reader

genre: romantic fluff <3

summary: you get your period and freak out over what Joel’s reaction could be.

warning/contents: reader has a period, blood mentions(obv), Y/N is used, AFAB reader, mentions of past relationships, it gets a tad bit angsty.

additional notes: ty for the request!! Im actually AFAB(I identify as agender btw) so I can relate to this 😭

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Your stomach starts to hurt and you immediately realize what time of the month it is. You rush to the bathroom and grab your stash of pads underneath the cold sink.

Knock, knock.

You completely forgot about Joel..

“Uh..Y/N? You..you alright…?” Joel questions worryingly, thinking the worst that could possibly happen to you.

“I’m alright…I’m just on period!” You yell out nervously, hoping that he wouldn’t make a snarky remark or say you’re disgusting.

“Alright, just tell me if you need anything.” He says and you hear him walk away. Fear washes off of you, but confusion starts to settle in when he didn’t give you the reaction you thought we was going to give you. Cleaning yourself up, a cold darkness settles outside, indicating that you should start to go to rest.

“Took Ellie to sleep, she told me to tell you ‘goodnight’” Joel says chuckling softly and you smile.

“Well, I’m tired too. Think I’m gonna head to bed now.” You say as you pick up your pillow and a blanket from you and Joel’s shared bed.

“Woah woah woah! The hell are ya’ doing?”

“Picking up my stuff…?”

“Why?”

“‘Cause I’m on my period, dummy.” You nonchalantly reply, and lay down on the couch. Joel looks at you with the most confused expression ever and realization hits you like a truck.

“That don’t mean you have to sleep on the couch.” His southern deep accent breaks the short silence between the two of you. Opening your mouth, your voice seemingly disappears from your throat, and now you’re the one confused.

“But that doesn’t…that doesn’t make you disgusted? Or something? Doesn’t that bother you?” You say, barely above a whisper.

“No…? Y/N…god dammit.” He pinches the bridge of his nose making you even more confused.

“Wha-“

“I’ve dealt with all sorts of blood before. I’ve seen clickers in front of me, and those shits are nasty. You really think blood like that is gonna bother me?”

Now that he says it, that really doesn’t make sense. His statement lingers in your head for a while before you say something.

“Well- I guess that’s just a reaction I get a lot. My past partners didn’t like the fact that I naturally bled, so they usually made me sleep on the couch.” You admit, looking down at the floor to avoid looking at Joel’s face. He stays silent longer than usual and you look up to see him being shocked.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You giggle.

“That’s fucking absurd? No one should treat you like that, ever. They’re lucky I don’t know who they are.” He says walking to you and pressing his forehead against yours, pinning you down on the couch. A warm, fuzzy feeling enters your heart and you let your left hand trail up to his cheek. Moonlight hits the floor, brightening the living room.

“It’s not that serious Joel.” You say, playfully rolling your eyes.

“It’s that serious to me, you’re…you’re human. It’s something that happens naturally, if they don’t like that then you should’ve left them.”

Your gaze at him starts to turn blurry as tears show up in your eyes, you kiss him and he unexpectedly picks you up bridal-style. You squeal out his name and he tells you to ‘shush up’. He gently places you down on the bed.

“Get yourself comfortable, I’ll be back in a minute.” The covers of the bed get on top of you and Joel leaves the room.

A few minutes passed, where is this man? you thought, and he walks in the moment you stop thinking.

“U-Uh..H-Here..” you grab a mug out of his hands and embrace the warmth of it.

“What is it?”

“Tea…it’s from a uh..tip that Tess told me that would help with cramps..” Red tints his face, but luckily from the darkness it’s not visible.

“Aww Joel, you didn’t have to do that!” You say as he steps in bed, you take a few sips from the tea and place it down on the table next to the bed. Joel slips more under the bed and fully gets comfortable, and you position to be the big spoon. You arm wraps around his back and you feel Joel kissing your shoulder.

“I love you, don’t let anybody tell you different.”

“Joel…

I love you too.”

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[armageddidnt]

I just want to use this post to talk about how much I appreciate the way Good Omens does gender. Angels/demons canonically don’t have sexes and don’t subscribe to the concept of gender at all. Throughout the show, we see lots of angels and demons varying gender presentation and it’s considered perfectly normal. Even with all the rules angels/demons have to follow to avoid getting into trouble with their respective sides, there’s never been any rules whatsoever regarding gender. Angels and demons exist, they have names, they dress how they want, and whatever humans think is irrelevant. As someone who is non-binary and agender, it warms my heart to think of an existence where gender isn’t limiting at all. I’m really grateful to Neil and Terry for making a story about existing beyond gender that has had such widespread impact.

And regarding how they interact with humans, on the show we’ve seen a variety of pronouns but what I find interesting is the characters use only one at a time. Gabriel is always he, Beelzebub and Muriel are they, Shax is she, Aziraphale and Crowley are mostly he. And Neil said in an ask reply that any pronouns you use for angels/demons aren’t wrong because to do it right, you need to know the tongue of the angels. I guess it’s sort of my headcannon that when they talk about each other, angels/demons instinctively translate into whatever human pronoun they want to use. Like they could never misgender each other because human language is too limited anyway and they’re just using it as best they can. Idk I just really appreciate seeing a race of beings that innately understand each other’s gender/identity and have absolutely no concept of judgement about it.

Finally, please enjoy my favorite Good Omens screencaps of characters not giving a flying fig about human gender norms.

Our favorite gender-fluid/genderqueer demon

Angels having gendered and non-gendered names but only one clothing style: bureaucracy

Aziraphale rocking Madame Tracy’s dress

The Gender Ambiguity that is Lord Beelzebub

Whatever the heck Hastur is doing here

Mutt’s wonderfully delightful non-binary spouse

Pollution saying “no gender only garbage” (which is relatable honestly)

[samglyph]

would love a list of your horror novels with women leads recs 👀

Yippee let me go find things so I can add a fun cover picture. These are all books that I’ve read in the last year! Definitely not an exhaustive list

*two of these technically aren’t horror books but I’m including them because I think they’re horror adjacent enough that if you like lighter horror, you’ll enjoy em.

A House With Good Bones by T Kingfisher: I just finished this! It was good! Not too scary imo, but great exploration of generational trauma, and a majority female cast. Also good if you are a bug enjoyer.

Family Business by Jonathan Sims: hey look it’s that guy that did that horror podcast that everyone likes. Family business is fun because Jonny really excels at “lulling you into a false sense of security” and also building a believable cast of characters. I think I’ve seen fewer people talk about this one compared to thirteen storeys, and I know that’s partially cause it just came out in paperback (in the US) but please! It’s good!

My Heart is a Chainsaw by Stephen Graham Jones: this one is for certified weird girls. Jade’s special interest is slashers. She is now in a slasher. I love her so much. Part of a trilogy that I will conquer eventually.

The Salt Grows Heavy by Cassandra Khaw: (I talked about this one when I was reccing some queer books but I will repeat myself cause it’s good) I support women’s wrongs (eating people) and women’s rights (having situationships with agender plague doctors). Also this one is really short so if you don’t want to commit to a long read like chainsaw Id say try this one out. Very poetic.

Next two aren’t sorted into horror but honorable mentions:

Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno-Garcia: mushroom horror, good female lead, and a supporting wet cat of a man. I know some of you are going to devour this book so what are you even waiting for. Also I think the author has a new book out that’s actually sorted into horror but I haven’t read yet called Silver Nitrate. Frankly I think Mexican gothic should be counted as horror but I think it squeaks by on some technicalities. I love the descriptions in this book.

The Near Witch by VE Schwab: good folk horror, good quick read, I’m going to be honest I didn’t like the romance and I thought the lead should’ve been aromantic but otherwise pretty good book.

[aretheyqueer]

Is your blorbo gay? trans? ace? Does no one else see the vision?

Then welcome to @/aretheyqueer where we vote to determine who's lgbt and who's not. Everything decided through this will legally become canon. (Unless you don't want it to be).

The blog is run by an agender bisexual-ish person. My pronouns are they/them. I also run @do-you-ship-it-polls and @do-you-know-this-baby (way too many)

I have anonymous asks turned off, but feel free to dm me if there's something you'd like to ask/say privately.

Clarification:

With lgbt+, I include anything you can think of basically. Lesbian, gay, bi, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, intersex, xenogenders. However, this is only for non-canon identities. If they are canonically lgbt, then I highly recommend @do-you-know-this-queer-character and @douknowthisgaydisabledcharacter

This is all meant in good fun. Providing a reason for your claim sounds more exciting, but you can submit based on vibes or because you want to. A character can take part in multiple polls. A man can be headcanoned as a lesbian. If you believe it in your heart, it can become reality.

Credit:

I use the pride-themed hearts dividers made by @cafekitsune (link).

Submission rules:

Submissions are currently open. When they are closed, if you see a character in the queue that you'd like to send propaganda/reasoning for, you can dm me or send me an ask with your addition. I won't publish these asks.

Submit through the form above please!

No real people unless its funny (things like BSD and the Hamilton musical is ok)

They cannot be confirmed to be the identity you're requesting - but they can show traits for it. A wlw character can get a poll as a lesbian or bisexual, for example. An unspecified non-cis character can get a poll as nonbinary. Etc.

This will not be followed 100% because I am dumb. don't kill me

No Harry Potter, Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss. Sorry!

Here is a spreadsheet of submissions i've received, in case you don't want to submit something that's already submitted, or want to add additional propaganda/reasoning.

It doesn't update automatically, so your request won't shop up immediately.

Fandom jail

None!

Tags:

#gay , #lesbian , #trans etc for each label.

The exception here is #intersex headcanon - which will be used in order to not take away from the information featured in the intersex tag since this was requested.

#anime , #tv shows , #video games etc for each media.

#asks , #not a poll

Updates:

Submissions are currently open.

Please behave <3

[daily-slugpup]

can i have an agender pup with a lesbian pup... please from the bottom of my heart.....

Here you go!

[jotaroslooseeyebrowhair]

(un)dead beat dad (Chapter 1)

I hope you all suffer as much as my beta readers do, love you guys @justagaygoosehoard and @le-maidenless

and for those of you who wanted to be tagged, enjoy :) @starkcravingmad @terzatheunderscorerima @sunsetdew0101 @onyxlightdragon @ace-aro-agender @roseinbloom02 @aikoiya @blacksea21090 @the-legal-shipper @paperlicense687 @cursedchaosboys @corfinnsunrise @ascetic-orange @eonic @frostedthroughghost @readerkayden @reach-for-the-horizon @xno-more-smilesx @undead-essence @bluebeariis

edit: please ignore my misspellings im super sick :)

Danny spits blood onto the floor of the tower he was in, his hand pressed against the cuts in his chest, barely holding himself together. He cursed as he felt the ice melting around his chest and dripping to the floor. With a shaky breath, he froze it up again, not as thick this time though. Damn. Danny stood, using the wall to stabilize himself. Smearing his glowing green blood all over the wall. He stumbled up the stairs, spilling puddles of green throughout his walk. He got to the top and fell into the door, black impeding his vision as the large blue-skinned figure floated towards him. “Heya clocky,” Danny whispered with a wet chuckle as he lost consciousness fully, slumping to the floor in a pile of green blood as the white rings encompassed his body.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Fuck” clockwork said out loud. Somehow, some way, he had not seen this reality. I mean, of course, he had seen the realities where the Fentons had reacted… badly… to say the least. And of course, he had seen the realities where Danny ventured into the ghost zone to find help, hell he had seen every single one and ancients did his heart ache at those. But this? Clockwork hadn’t seen a reality where Danny came to him. How had he not seen that? How had he glossed over that reality? Maybe if he went back through all of those again and tried another time, maybe he could see what he was supposed to do to stop this, maybe he could see what direction he was supposed to go, maybe he could see what he's supposed to do now-

A cough cut him out of his thinking. For once, time is the thing he didn’t have. He thought quickly, what was he supposed to do? He can’t take care of Danny himself, and Danny wont last much longer if he just stays here thinking but ancients what is he supposed to do…. Clockwork snaps his fingers and carefully picks Danny up in a bridal carry, careful not to upset the angry-looking Y-shaped wound on his chest bleeding through his torn medical scrubs. Clockwork waved his staff the best he could while holding Danny, making a portal, and floating through.

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Gotham had been having a wonderful night. Her knights had taken down more than a few of her least favorite assholes, and, as a reward, she made the sky a bit more clear. She loved when those stars shone through her sky. Well, her night had been going well, until she felt a familiar portal open up behind her. 

“Ahhhh, my favorite stuck-up bastard. How's it going clockwork? Time treating you well?” She said in her sweet new-jersey accent; snickering and smiling at her pun, taking a drag of her cigarette. Holding the opera-length cigarette holder just past her lips, she blew out the smoke. She rested her other hand on her hip, her sparkling sangria-colored dress flowing over her plump hips. She turned around, her gorgeous crown of black corkscrew curls coming together in a beautiful afro, bouncing as she looked at clockwork. She took a moment to assess the bleeding boy in his arms before looking clockwork in his ruby eyes. “Clockwork, love, what the fuck.”

Clockwork sighed and floated toward Gotham. “This boy… This is the king. He was attacked in his own home by his guardians. He came to me but… but I've never seen this timeline. I wasn’t sure what to do with the boy, but I knew you had knights that could protect him.” Clockwork stared down at the boy in his arms. Gotham took a moment to digest the new information.

“The king, his majesty phantom, is this boy?” Gotham asked, disbelief clear in her voice, Clockwork only nodded and held out the boy to Gotham. 

“Yes, he is. I don’t have anyone else to bring him to. I’ll make this easier on you, as thanks.” Clockwork said, handing Danny to Gotham. Gotham flicked the cigarette and its holder out of existence, her feathered boa tickling the boy now in her arms.

“A bit scrawny, is he not?” She smiled lovingly down at the boy king. Clockwork smiled at the two and brought his hand to Dannys' head, a deep blue glow found its way between his hand and the boy king. Gotham stared in wonder as Danny shrunk in her arms. She looked at Clockwork in disbelief for a moment. “Clockwork, I usually do not question your ways, but what are you doing this for?”

“All as it should be. Good luck Danny.” Clockwork smiled and patted the small boys black hair, though it was caked in blood.

Gotham looked down at the boy in her arms, “Daniel. A name fit for a king. Now, I know exactly which of my knights to bring you to. No need to worry your highness, He will take care of you as none else have.” She turned her head to where clockwork was with a thank you on her lips, seeing he already left. She huffed in annoyance and turned towards the streets of her city, she knows exactly where her knight is.

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Jason was having one hell of a night. I mean, the muggings, a robbery, and the riddler? A great night, really. Well, his patrol was finally over, so he crawled through the fire escape to his house and stilled at the chill in the air. Someone else was in his apartment. Jason swung his arm around, pistol cocked and ready to fire, pointing at…. Nothing? A huff of laughter came from the too-dark shadows in the corners of his living room. A tall woman with deep ebony skin sashayed her way from the shadows, a gorgeous dress hugging her thick curves in all the best ways. She smiled at Jason and held the boy in her arms higher, so Jason could see him.

“My knight. I have a request of you, a friend of mine has placed this boy in my care, but I know nothing of raising children.” Jason tried to cut her off with a ‘you think I know jack-shit about kids either???’ but she shushed him with a wave of her hand as she laid the small boy on his beat-up couch. “Of all of my knights, I have deemed you to be the most well-suited to take on this task. This is Daniel, High King of the Infinite Realms. Though he looks younger than he truly is, do not underestimate him. He needs medical attention and someplace to call home. You, Jason, are the best and only option for this task.” Jason stood there dumbfounded. Who the fuck does this lady think she is? Coming out of nowhere giving him a kid and talking to him as if she knew him? And she knows his secret identity! 

Jason went to say something but found no words on his tongue as the woman before him dissolved into smoke before his eyes, leaving a bloody kid on his couch. Jason sighed and took off his mask, leaving only his domino. “Well, fuck me I guess” He ran his fingers through his sweaty hair and took off his jacket. Who on earth was that? And how did she disappear like that? How on earth did she get into his apartment? Why did she leave a bloody kid- oh fuck the kid-

Jason stopped what he was doing and stared at the bloody kid on his couch. The kid looked bout six, if he had to guess, but was far too skinny for a healthy six-year-old. Jason paced over silently and let his eyes wander over the small boy. Jason breathed out a small ‘fuck’ and bent down to where the kid's eyes were and tapped his shoulder… nothing. He tapped again and a small groan escaped the boy, huh. Jason gently shook the boy and watched as the small boy's eyes fluttered open to reveal an icy blue. The kid took a moment to adjust, as he glanced around the room, his eyes landing on Jason. Immediately, the boy jumped up, falling over the backside of the couch with a loud thump, scooting to the wall behind him. Well… that wasn’t, exactly what Jason was expecting. Loud heaving breaths were heard behind the couch and jason crawled around, to peak at the boy. As soon as his eyes found the kid, his breath hitched in his throat. That's a lot of blood.

“Hey bud,” Jason started softly, “your names Danny, right?” He asked. Jason tried to scoot closer but when the bleeding boy in front of him moved he stopped. The boy Danny glanced over Jason, taking a minute to observe him before deeming Jason safe, nodding his head yes.

“Well, I’m Red Hood, nice to meet you. A friend of yours dropped you off with me, said you're a king or something?” Jason said slowly, lowering himself to sitting criss-cross on the floor. Danny blushed heavily in front of Jason. 

“They… they said that?” Danny said, his voice squeaking out. Danny looked confused for a second and quickly glanced down at his body, ‘he's so small’ Jason thought. Apparently, Danny thought the same as he looked at his body in confusion flipping his hands over in front of his eyes. Jason moved again snapping the boys’ attention back to him.

“So, Danny, Your friend said that you needed some help and that I could help you out. If you trust this friend, I’ll trust them too. You don’t have to trust me right away, but know I’ll help you out the best I can, okay? Sound good?” Jason said, turning his palms flat up to show he wasn’t a threat. Danny took a second to think about it and nodded his head again, slowly, but hey a yes is a yes.

“Alright, kid, we need to get you patched up, I have a friend who can get you fixed right up-” Jason was cut off by the boy frantically shaking his head

“oookay, uh, no hospitals?” Jason guessed. 

A slow nod. 

“My friend’s clinic?” 

A shake.

“Well, I can't do it myself…” Jason smiled in realization “What about my grandpa? He patches me up when I’m out on patrol, that sound good kid?”

There was a moment of silence. Jason was thinking he might have to just call Alfred at this point when the kid hesitantly nodded. Jason let out a sigh. “Alright kid, I’m gonna have to carry you there, okay? “ another nod. Jason scolded over and carefully scooped Danny up in his arms and walked over to his still-open window and crawled out.

“I’ll be as careful as I can, alright? Let me know if anything hurts.” Danny nodded again and Jason carefully hopped off his fire escape, he wasn’t getting any sleep tonight.

Chapter 2

[humannish]

This is a Luther Von Ivory and Ranfren sideblog fanpage I love him so much he is the loml.

Just a heads up if u dont like gore, graphic content then my page isnt for you cause i reblog that sometimes.

alt/burner: @humanishh

my main tumblr blog, specifically for darker stuff like gore, true crime, aesthetics, other random shit that isnt Ranfren related in any way: @subspeciesofhuman (weirdly enough im the most active on this one lol)

Hi my names Datura. I am 19 years old and Afro-indiginous proud of it.

I am trans, specifically an agender genderless gender neutral/neutrois sexless tranny freak, & aroace spectrum (asexual and idk romantic). Im an all around queer pretty much. But i use these terms loosely because i try not to focus too much on labelling myself.

I'm an ISTP 5w6 584 sp/sx and AuDHD

My interests:

- Metal (black metal, death metal, doom metal, gothic metal, hardcore punk, crust punk, dungeon synth, dark ambient, power/emoviolence, & skramz) and anything adjacent or related to metal.

- Drugs, especially the datura plant

- Horror. I like more realistic horror like psychological horror, exploitation films, shockumentaries, and splatter, but I dont mind supernatural horror either. Anything that is dark, disturbing and mysterious is enough for me.

- True crime ( I'm TCC, I guess. Im more of a lurker tho)

- Philosophy & psychology, especially ivolving the cycle of life and death

- Anatomy & organs, gorey stuff. I enjoy reality and how it works no matter how ugly it may be.

- The occult

- Nature (forests especially, also mountains and cold biomes)

- Hopology (anything involving knives especially. I like bowie knives)

- Jets, trucks, vehicles in general and mechanics

- Art such as poetry (especially gothic/darker themed poetry)

- Baroque & renaissance paintings. I like high detail and realism in art and find it very aesthetically pleasing.

- Anything dark and macabre really. I value death and darkness.

My favorite animal is a wolverine. I also like American black bears, timber wolves, fruit bats, snakes, scorpions, and brazilian black tarantulas.

My Rate Your Music profile: https://rateyourmusic.com/~for9283929

My bandcamp: https://bandcamp.com/person018928929

strawpage idk why i have this:

posts i like that i put here so i can access em whenever i want

.

I post whatever i feel like whenever i feel like.

bye.

[skellymom]

"Cup Of Caf"

The Bad Batch CROSSHAIR One Shot

Crosshair x NON GENDERED Reader (PLEASE put YOURSELF into this story! <3)

Background: Crosshair makes it to Pabu with all of his brothers and sister. Will he open himself up to another? What's his future there?

Word Count: 2.1K

Warning: Really none. This is sweetness, some angsty fluff, and character growth. Purposely wrote this piece for ANY reader! You can take this tale as friendship or the start of a blossoming love relationship. And, I purposely wrote NO GENDER/NO SPECIFIC SEXUALITY/POSSIBLY EVEN AGENDER into this story. It's about healing, sharing, growing, and decisions at one of many crossroads in life. Sometimes it's painful, but growth can be.

This One Shot is dedicated to Crosshair Fans, those of you struggling with hard decisions in life, loneliness, and to the amazing @lightspringrain whose art was one of my inspirations for this story.

(Her Etsy shop: https://www.etsy.com/shop/LightSpringRain Just placed my order for the holidays!

(Credit: Dividers by the talented @saradika)

The leaves of the Cascade Tree rippled lazily in the ocean breeze.  Its boughs lifted just enough to reveal a man with a scarred head sitting under its canopy at the picnic table. 

You were surprised to see someone sitting there at... “your” table.  Not really yours, but no one else ever came down this far from the cliffs to watch the surf foam and roil against the shores of Pabu.  Every morning walking down to enjoy your cup of caf before starting the day.  Today, you were testing out a new mug, fresh off the pottery wheel: Jet black clay with metallic silver phases of the moon depicted in striking detail across its surface.  Debated selling this piece, hardly ever keeping anything for yourself. 

The man’s back was facing you at quiet approach.  He side-eyed you suspiciously, scowling.  Immediately recognized him as the newcomer to the island that arrived with his brothers and one sister.  Phee Genoa gushed about the one named, “Tech”.  She called him “Brown Eyes”.  This was the “Grumpy Brother” and was already gaining a reputation as anti-social. 

“Uh...hi.” 

Silence and unchanging side-eye.  He didn’t move from the spot and clearly wanted to be left alone. 

“Ok, leaving.” 

No reply.  He turned back around to stare at the crashing surf. 

The next morning you arrived with your fully vetted new mug of caf to find...The Grumpy Man back in “your” spot. 

Kriff...what to do?  This was awkward.  While feeling rather put out and wanting to sit alone, you kind of felt for the guy.  The gossip around town was he had been through a lot before arriving in Pabu. 

Looking down at the untouched cup of caf:  How many people, yourself included, came to this planet looking for solace and safety?  How many of the residents of Pabu arrived with baggage before they healed and found community here?  How long did it take to be comfortable with others again? 

Your heart went out to the man all by himself sitting there.  It was an amazing view and perfect place to be alone. 

He turned, almost like he had heard your brain humming.  Again, scowling over his shoulder.  You stepped closer, but he didn’t budge and kept the suspicious side-eye.  You approached the table and set the steaming mug next to him. 

He seemed briefly surprised, with his features softening slightly. 

“Good morning, have a fresh cup on me.” 

You awkwardly walked away, leaving him alone with the caf.  Heart hammering in your chest.  

After closing the pottery studio, you decided to stop by “your” spot on the way home.  The Grumpy Man was gone, but the mug was in the same position you left it.  You assumed he thought it a weird gesture and refused to touch the mug.  But you realized the coffee was gone and there was something in the bottom of the mug.  Turning it upside down, a seashell fell out.  A very pretty one too. It brought a smile to your face. 

Next morning, you looked forward to engaging with Grumpy Man again.  The black and silver mug was washed and filled with hot caf for him.  Stopping at the local bakery you purchased a large cinnamon pastry on the way. 

Grumpy was there.  He didn’t turn when approached.  You set the mug with the pastry perched on top of it next to him. 

“Enjoy.” Walking away. 

“Did you like it?”  His voice was low, raspy, snakelike. 

“What?”  Stopping in your tracks and turning slightly to answer.  “Oh...yes.  Thank you.” 

“Hmmm...” 

That was all.  He said no more and kept his eyes on the crashing surf. 

You left and walked onward to the studio. 

After close, you walked back to retrieve the mug.  It was empty of coffee and now and contained freshly picked flowers. 

This carried on for several weeks.  Every morning you brought him fresh caf and something to eat.  After all, he was skin and bones.  Every day something different: a fat muffin, breakfast sandwich, fruit, grain-meal with honey, meats, cheeses, brunch cookies.  It was a culinary journey of Pabu, as you picked up things from local shops, or even threw together items from memory of family recipes.   

It was almost an obsession to keep this man guessing the food he would be eating.  Local shopkeepers noticed you out and about more, enquiring about your sudden social spree.  Tongues were starting to wag on the island.  You didn’t pay attention to gossip and could care less.   

Grumpy seemed to have a decent appetite.  You were quite sure he was indeed consuming the food. Of course, he could have thrown it down the ravine to the fish and sea birds, and you would be none the wiser.  It was obviously evident his man was thriving as he filled out, less bony, skin no longer a sickly pallor, and his hair was growing back.  Hair as silver as the moon. 

Every evening he would leave something in the mug as a gift.  An unspoken thanks for your kindness: 

The split egg of a sea bird, a marine fossil stone, polished sea glass, a cascade tree seed, feathers, bleached bones, a preserved Pabu Butterfly with striking iridescent wings.  He even left odd items that suggested a sense of humor.  The persnickety land crab attempting to fight you for the mug as its new home. The small octopus bobbing in the salt water filled cup...who inked you in the face. 

Every day was a welcome surprise.  

You sat the mug and Meiloorun next to Grumpy. There were two covered plates on the table. 

He turned around to look you square in the eye.  “Sit with me.”  It wasn’t a question, but not an order either.  “Please.” 

This was surprising and you settled in next to Grumpy on the bench. 

He slid over a plate and uncovered it: Two stacked grain cakes with a whipped dairy smile and two berry eyes.  They were doused in rainbow candy sprinkles, sitting in a huge amount of sugary syrup. 

“Wow...uh.  I didn’t take you for a happy face kinda guy.”  Suddenly regretting the remark and holding your breath. 

He rolled his eyes and exhaled. “My sister made them.  SOMEONE in town tipped her off that I’m not alone during my ‘Alone Time’.” 

You burst out laughing.  How could you not? 

“Gets better.”  He uncovered the second plate: Two cooked sea bird eggs sunny side up with strips of cooked meat centered below them.  The “food face” was doused in ketchup to resemble a bullet hole to the head hemorrhaging blood.  “I’m more on board with this design.” 

You howled with laughter.  Grumpy cracked a small smile. 

“YOUR sister did THIS???  THAT innocent child?” 

“Mhm...” He snickered.  “Never.  She breathes and farts rainbows.  This is my brother's masterpiece.” 

The rainbow remark had you roaring again.  Wiping away tears.  His delivery was so unexpected.   

He handed you a fork.  Now that ALL his face was visible, you noticed the tattoo. 

He produced his own fork.  “Let's stab out the eyes and feast upon their faces.” 

“Wait!”  You lifted the mug of caf.  “First, we must drink the blood of our enemies and share the names of the victors.”  You were feeling giddy now...never considered maybe taking this Imagined Breakfast Massacre too seriously. 

It didn’t seem to matter to Grumpy.  In fact, he was smiling.  

“Y/N” You took a healthy sip of the caf and passed the mug to him. 

“Crosshair” He gulped the caf, giving you a mischievous look. 

From that morning on you brought the cup of caf to share and HE brought the food.  His sister and brother would cook or bake for Crosshair and “his friend”.  According to him, they were overjoyed that he had not been spending his quiet days alone.  Then started incorporating his own ideas into the recipes.  Crosshair would regale you with “Tales of the Kitchen” interactions with him and his siblings as they cooked.  He shared secret ingredients, always asked your opinion on the recipes, and how they could be improved. 

However, after the food was eaten and the chatter died he would stare wistfully at the ocean.  Deep in thought, mulling over something.  You would ask and he would deflect with another topic.  Not wanting to push things, you let it go. 

This sharing of food and caf carried on for several months.  Sometimes you were able to get bits of information out of him:  He was a military man before coming to Pabu and was in a special highly trained squad.  You asked about his mother and father.  He shrugged and said his parentage didn’t matter and that only his sister and brothers were important.  You carefully asked about the scar on the right side of his head, now fully covered with thick, unruly silver hair.  He glossed over it as an injury and no big deal.  He deflected by asking you about yourself.  This man was perfectly happy to talk less and hear you speak more.  He listened intently and threw brief tidbits in and sometimes his signature “Mmhmm.” 

Still, he seemed haunted by something and absolutely refused to talk about it.  You sensed it never really left his mind and constantly grappled with something deep.  Something he regretted with all his being. 

You both sat at the table watching the surf, taking turns sipping from the mug of caf.  The breakfast platter was eaten and empty.  He was unusually quiet.   

Then he finally spoke. “I’m leaving Pabu.” 

“What?”  You, shocked. It seemed so sudden.  “Why???” 

“I...”  He sighed and looked down at the table.  “Need to make amends for certain...things.”  His expression was one of thinly veiled shame. 

“Don’t know what to say...” Struggling for words.  “How long will you be gone?” 

“I’m not coming back.”  His brows furrowed sadly.  There was a lot of emotion, and you could see the difficulty he had expressing it. 

Speechless, you stared ahead and watched the surf pull away from the shoreline.  There would be no more shared caf and breakfasts with this man.  The days of looking forward with anticipation to the mornings would end. 

You both sat for some time in silence, listening to the waves.  In...out...in...out...as if the island was breathing. 

Finally, you felt his gaze.  Turning to meet the saddest, deepest brown eyes.  Such a pitiful yet touching display that hit you even harder in the gut. 

“I’m...grateful to have shared the time we had together.  I don’t say that lightly.”  His hand slowly advanced palm up on the table begging to be joined with another. 

You slid your hand in his and squeezed.  “I’ll miss you.”  Tears forming in your eyes. 

He squeezed back, nodded, then let go.  Getting up from the table he whispered “Goodbye.”  

“Take this!  I made it for you...even if I hadn’t known it yet.”  You handed him the empty mug. 

He took it with a look of surprise.  Then he turned away before you could see the tears in his eyes. 

But you saw them.  You will never forget that.   

Then he was gone.   

You sat the rest of the day listening to the ocean breathe.  Watching the sun make its progression across the sky, finally dipping below the horizon.  You walked home under the stars of Pabu...one of them a low fast-moving light: A ship departing the planet. 

Sleep was fretful.  Finally frustrated with tossing and turning, you got up, dressed and walked to the studio.  Firing up the lights, set the holo on your favorite “create playlist”, and sitting down at the potter’s wheel.  Tonight, there would be a new design even if it meant staying up all night to mold, dry, glaze, and fire this creation.  You threw yourself into the task, singing, and occasionally wiping away a stray tear. 

The sun rose over Pabu.  You washed out the new creation: A mug of blazing crimson red, raised relief of the sun, with a magnificent metallic gold corona.  Fresh caf brewed in the studio.  You poured it steaming hot into the mug.  Then closed the studio for the day, leaving a message in the window when it would reopen, and proceeded down to “your” table. 

You expected to be alone once again...however...there was someone sitting under the Cascade Tree. 

She was blond, dark skinned and looked to be a young teenager.  You could tell she had been crying. 

“Hello?” 

“Sorry...Just wanted some privacy.  My brother would come here to sit and be alone.”  She moved to get up. 

“You don’t have to leave.  Please stay.” 

She spied the mug in your hand, and the pieces fell into place. 

“You’re Y/N!” Her eyes widened.  “He talked about you a LOT.  He’s never done that with anyone before.” 

Warm intense feelings welled up inside you.  They spilled out across your face in a smile. 

“What’s your name?” 

“Omega.” 

You set the mug of caf down in front of her. 

“Well Omega, looks like I made this for you...even though I hadn’t known it yet.” 

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[van-yangyin]

Riku's outfit, hairstyle and extras - Kingdom Hearts 3 (Male frame - Hairstyle for all ages)

ソラ 俺は信じてる おまえはあきらめない ～ Sora, I believe in you. Never give up.

Sul sul, today on Pride Month I present to you Riku's KH3 outfit, hairstyle for all ages, plus a few extras. (Yeah, he's one of my favorite character ever, but this is information than doesn't matter here). Images are in daylight so that everything can be seen clearly.

【Everything shared below, has been tested by @lea-heartscxiv and me in Ultra quality (non HQ) following our needs, if you find any problem let me or him know.】

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In case you want a specific Kingdom Hearts character or any other look already, feel free to commission me, if you don't mind when they come out, I'll go at my own pace bringing out all the characters little by little. Also on Patreon and Ko-Fi I share photo WIPs of KH future releases and what would contain among other things as a bonus for your support, in case you're interested.

Download under keep reading ↓ 

Please read my T.O.U (English/Español/日本語) before download and if you’re agree go ahead, thanks

General Info:

full body clothes for Male Frame (1 swatch)

gloves for Male and Female Frame (1 swatch) 【right and left wristbands disabled and nails enabled】

boots for Male Frame (1 swatch)

hairstyle two texture versions (24 EA Swatches + Sora swatch, all ages/all genders-agenders, Children, Toddler and Infant included, if you want only 15EAS Swatches for them, let me know)

all LOD’s

Way to the Dawn, broken Way to the Dawn and Breaveheart for Poses [Teen to Elders] 【2 versions for poses, plus one object version】

normal and specular maps included

custom thumbnail

HQ compatible

Compatible with higher and lower sliders

Opposite Gender and Opposite Frame compatible*

There are small bugs on full body clothing with buttons and zippers with a little deformity and boots don't work well with some clothing bottom

*It can be dressed by Opposite Gender but speacially clothing has several bugs, such as deformed zippers or deformed buttons, in order to appear in your sims of Opposite Gender, Masculine Fashion Choice filter must be set. It’s also open for Opposite Frame. But if you only want Male Gender to wear it, you can change it from Sims 4 Studio program, following this steps.

~Riku’s KH3 outfit~

Outfit Info:

full body clothes

gloves

boots

all LOD’s

normal and specular maps included

custom thumbnail

HQ compatible

Compatible with higher and lower sliders

Opposite Gender and Opposite Frame compatible*↑

There are small bugs on full body clothing with buttons and zippers with a little deformity and boots don't work well with some clothing bottom

LODs Info: Full Body Clothes: LOD0: 22056 poly | LOD1: 11170 poly | LOD2: 8432 poly | LOD3: 4207 poly Gloves: LOD0: 4014 poly Boots: LOD0: 7792 poly | LOD1: 5140 poly | LOD2: 2570 poly | LOD3: 777 poly

~❤️DOWNLOAD LINKS❤️~

❤️PATREON or SFS❤️ (Always free, no adf|y)

Preview in CAS:

Preview with lower slider and higher slider:

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~Riku’s KH3 Hairstyle~

Hair Info:

24 EA Swatches + Riku Swatch 【Children, Toddler and Infant included, if you want only 15EAS Swatches from them, let me know】

two texture version, Sims version texture hair and KH version texture hair following texture from CGI version

Base game compatible 

Hat compatible 

all LODs

HQ compatible

All genders and agender  

All ages 

Hair mesh from game assets

Sims Version: Texture hair made by me and matching with all my other hairs | KH Version: Texture hair made by me with assets from KH game following CGI texture hair version, matching with sims hair swatches, choose download version you want the most or all versions

Sims Version is compatible with Split Hair color (Patreon)/Split Hair color (SFS) and all future hair color accessories I'm currently doing

Custom Thumbnails

LOD Information: LOD0: 16212 poly | LOD1: 8094 poly | LOD2: 4031 poly | LOD3: 2015 poly

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KH Version:❤️PATREON or SFS❤️ (Always free, no adf|y)

Sims Version:❤️PATREON or SFS❤️ (Always free, no adf|y)

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Clutter + Optional Download: Special for those who want to do poses with his keyblades and if want share it for everyone

~Riku’s KH3 keyblades for poses~

Please read to know more: I don't know how to make neutral poses for all types of sims as I' a'm a perfectionist person and I always like pose to go perfect on sim I make no matter what type of body have, so I prefer to make them only for family use but share the accessories I use so that whoever wants and knows how to make them more neutral can make them to share with everyone or for their personal use with a faster access by having the accessories made. Feel free to tag me if you're going to post them for everyone, so I can share on my pages and use them too! But please if you make poses behind a paywall, put download link to my page, never put to download MY CC behind a paywall, ear|y access, nor adf|y.

Way to the Dawn, Broken Way to the Dawn and Braveheart Accessories for poses and Broken Way to the Dawn clutter for ground.

accessories has b__R_Stigmata for ease pose.

accessories are located in middle ring of right hand, it's also compatible with my Riku's outfit 【Textures don't overlap】

Hand accessory only tagged on Party Outfit Type

Broken Way to the Dawn is located on Sculpture, Decorative. 【English Name: Replica of broken Way to the Dawn | Spanish Name: Réplica de Camino al Amanecer rota】 Contain a description in English and Spanish, personalized by me and Lea (@lea_heartscxiv)

all LOD's

normal and specular maps included

custom thumbnail

HQ compatible

LODs Info: Way to the Dawn Accessory: LOD0: 10570 poly | LOD1: 5282 poly | LOD2: 2640 poly | LOD3: 1320 poly Broken Way to the Dawn Accessory: LOD0: 10174 poly | LOD1: 5084 poly | LOD2: 2542 poly | LOD3: 1271 poly Braveheart Accessory: LOD0: 7686 poly | LOD1: 3842 poly | LOD2: 1920 poly | LOD3: 960 poly Broken Way to the Dawn Object: LOD0: 10174 poly | LOD1: k

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❤️PATREON or SFS❤️ (Always free, no adf|y)

Way to the Dawn broken Object:

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And if you are interested:

Sora for Male frame that you can find here. (WARNING: DO NOT SEPARATE FROM RIKU 👀)

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Let me know if you find any problem. 🙏❣️

By the way, would you like me to share official Kingdom Hearts eyes recolors in Cartoon and CGI style as I do with Genshin Impact ones? 🤔 I read you on comments or asks! (At any of my social medias)

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[aphobicplacesscale]

Hi!

You can call me Seg, I'm aroace, and you'll never know my main blog.

I try to rank places based on how aphobic or a-spec friendly they are!

I can totally be wrong, I base myself mainly on the vibes they give me and some other datas I can get, I have no mathematic proof of anything.

The criteria I use:

How queer/lgbtqia+ friendly they usually are;

How many time the word "love" can be found here;

How many hearts or heart shaped things there are;

How many "love is all that matters" / "love is vital" there are;

If you have other criteria I could use, feel free to suggest me!

If you have data I don't, or you think I did something wrong, please, tell me!

The scale I use is:

🍀Ally🍀

🔵Friendly🔵

🟧Ignoring🟧

💔Aphobic💔

The explanations:

🍀Ally🍀 is for a place that recognises we exist and matter, and actively and visibily shows it. Here you can find a-spec flags, pins and stuff, and you will not find anything that's aphobic or that can disturb in any way an a-spec people (including romance and sex repulsed pals!)

🔵Friendly🔵 is for a place that knows we exist and usually has some a-spec friendly stuff. Maybe there are some "love is love" signs, but, in their pride signs, there are some small a-spec flags.

🟧Ignoring🟧 is for a place that doesn't know we exist. More not a-spec friendly signs than before, absolutely no recognition, and probably lots of aplatonic and afamiliar -phobic stuff.

💔Aphobic💔 is a place that is straight up against our existence, that it wants it or not. Many "love is all that matters" signs and absolutely not romance / sex repulsed friendly.

Tags used:

#as(pec)k is for answers at asks or reposts;

#communic a tion is for communications about the blog;

#not judging places is for when I am not judging places

#judging places is for when I judge a place; it's followed by:

#🍀ally🍀 when the place gets ranked as ally

#🔵friendly🔵 when the place gets ranked as friendly

#🟧ignoring🟧 when the place gets ranked as ignoring

#💔aphobic💔 when the place gets ranked as aphobic

I'm really sorry I'm not able to provide anything for our fellow agenders, but I know nearly nothing about what could be considered agender-phobic (is that a word?) so I don't feel like I can judge places about it.

[johnkahner]

ayyyyyy idk if you're still looking for requests, but if you are, could I get Mileena x (preferably fem reader but tbh I'm agender so do whatever) reader who makes a point to tell her she's beautiful all the time even when she's having a tarkat episode (dunno what to call them) and kisses all over her face affectionately, even her teefs?

idk it may be oddly specific but she's my comfort character and I have always felt she needs that kind of love and affection and in every other timeline she never got it and even though she does get it in this timeline she still feels insecure and so I think she deserves more

AN: I think Mileena is an amazing character. I like what they did with her character in MK1 (Though idk how to feel about Tarkat being a disease now). I hope this turned out alright because this is my first time writhing for Mileena. Not proof read.

Notes: Female! Reader, Little bit of hurt with comfort, fluff

Being in a relationship with Outworld’s Empress is as easy as you think. Mileena’s busy with her duties, meeting with other diplomats and whatnot. To make matters worse, she gets a report from Li Mei about Shang Tsung escaping from his prison cell. She is super stressed out with everything. The only time she feels relaxed is with you, her beloved girlfriend. 

Mileena was walking to find her beloved during her break, but she starts to hear whispers from the staff that make her stiff. 

“Did you hear the rumor that the Empress has Tarkat?”

“Do you think that’s why she always wears her mask now?”

With her people talking about her behind her back she walks off to find you. Being in your presence calms her. She’ll deal with those other people later. She feels like Tarkat will be trying to take over her mind any moment now.

You’re in your room, sitting on your bed reading a novel from Earthrealm. You weren’t really all that focused till you heard a rapid knock on your bedroom door. 

“Come in.”

As soon as those words leave your mouth the door flies open and shuts with a slam. Mileena lays down beside you, she hides her face in your pillow. 

Marking your place in your book and setting it down. You look down at her, and rub her shoulder. However, at the contact of feeling your hand she flinches.

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you not disgusted with me?”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because I am infected, and my face is not as it used to be.”

Mileena is trying to not let Tarkat affect her mind and turn her into a savage. You get up to grab a vial of serum from your desk. You inject her to see if that helps her any. 

“I think you are beautiful with and without Tarkat.”

“But-”

���Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Don’t let those who gossip about you behind your back get to you too much.”

She looks at you. You think she is smiling, but it’s hard to tell with her wearing her mask.

“Thank you, my heart.”

“You’re welcome, my beloved. May I take off your mask?”

“You may.”

She sits up to let you remove the mask hiding her face. Tarkat has affected her physically, but not too much mentally. Pulling down the mask, you give her kisses all over face. She giggles at the feeling, and it makes you giggle as well. 

“Please know that you are so beautiful, my Empress.”

[noncanon-fictionkin]

YOU

yes, you! are you kin of a completely non-canon character from any source of media? part of a totally different AU? need a place to share your non-canon shenanigans? we're here to help! here you can send kinfessions, culture-is posts, kin calls or any question you may have about kin shenanigans :) copinglinks, fictionhearted folks & fictives are all welcome!

(we will not be taking requests for anything outside of that, ie icons, edits, stim/moodboards, etc. sorry!)

about the mods:

hello everyone! i'm mod star. i am 19, aroace agender & use any pronouns. not sure what else to say about myself other that i am neurodivergent & latine ^_^ my kin list is getting a bit long so i won't list it all here, but you're free to ask about it if you'd like! my main blog is @fallen--starlight

hi hi !!! im mod blue :) im 21 y/o and am serveral rabbits in a trench coat. i use it/fae/he pronouns :)) kin list is seven hundred miles long, but the important one is Sal Fisher! lovely to meet you all <3

RULES

NO BIGOTRY. if you have anything racist or ableist or generally bigoted to say please keep it in your head & out of my ask box

no politics either! there's better spaces to discuss the current state of things & i would like to keep this as much of a fun, light hearted place as possible

no endogenic systems. i won't be arguing about that

no factkin or factives

no DAs

no KFF (kin for fun) people.

no proshippers & radqueers

no discourse whatsoever. i will not be responding to any kind of discourse

please don't send in any graphic nsfw. jokes & light mentions are fine, but anything further makes me uncomfortable

BEFORE YOU SEND AN ASK...

PLEASE if you want your source to be tagged include it in your ask! i wont be tagging anything i don't know about & i can't guess :')

if you're a fictive please mention it in your ask so i can tag the post accordingly! all posts will be tagged as kin unless otherwise specified

when sending kinfessions let me know if you don't want me to reply to them !! otherwise i will most likely be giving answers

when sending canon calls make sure to include your source without abbreviations please

last updated: 09/02/24

[theprinceofliones]

List of MY OWN PERSONAL LGBTQ 4KOTA/NNT HEADCANONS PT1/?

(Again, for those who can't fucking read, this is MY OWN PERSONAL headcanons and NO ONE ELSE'S! You do not have to agree or like my own personal headcanons, but please respect them thank you besties 🤪)

(ALSO! I will say that there are some flags that I made sure to look up and research to make sure everything is accurate! But, if something on here is NOT accurate nor used correctly, I'd love it if you guys could let me know and keep me educated! Thank you!)

Tristan

My boy is transfeminine and a PROUD bi-mlm (bi w/pref for men) icon 🥰 While he was born with male pronouns, he's very feminine leaning but doesn't really mind any pronouns used for him, so he's a little agender as well. He's found that he is attracted to both genders but most definitely prefers men (COUGHS LANCELOT COUGHS).

2. Lancelot

GAAAAAY!!!!! This is a one hundred and twelve thousand percent GAAAAAAAY man right here. But, in saying that, he's is ALSO aromantic as he has an extremely hard time forming a romantic bond with another person whatsoever. Sure, he'll go out and have fun with other guys from time to time, but he's never felt any romantic feelings for another, everything is just purely sexual whenever he has these 'encounters' (...enter one Tristan Liones. and Lancelot's whole world is flipped upside down).

3. Percival

AAAAA Percy my beloved 🥰 my boy is proudly Pansexual! He'll find himself being attracted to anyone no matter how they identify! All that matters to him is what's in your heart. But, he's also demisexual as he very rarely forms sexual attraction to those around him. He DOES have a big fat ginormous crush on Naisens though! Although he doesn't really realize it lol.

4. Gawain

GAWAIN MY BUTCH LESBIAN ICON!!! She's VERY much into women and women ONLY! She's never had an attraction to men, in fact she thinks that the whole world would be better if there were only women (oml same queen). She's not a very feminine leaning lesbian which is why I assigned her the butch lesbian flag! She prefers to present more masculine-like as she wants to be seen as strong and dominant, but does not identify nor use male pronouns.

5. Naisens

That kid is non-binary all the WAAAAY and Nakaba PLEASE you have the chance to do the funniest thing ever and make it canon with Naisens PLEEEEAAAAAASE. Post-time skip Naisens uses they/them pronouns and dresses more neutral to not assume either or any gender. They're also pansexual! Any gender, any sexuality works with them as long as your name is Percival LMFAO

Part 2 will come soon! I want to try and do as many characters as I can! Stay tuned and I'd love to hear your guys' OWN headcanons as well!

[sb-essebi]

@ everyone seeing the poster with the wings in a heart shape and already calling it queerbaiting:

-you suck

-neil gaiman has done more for queer representation than any entertainment giant you wanna name so jot that down

-ace people exist and deserve representation too

-zira and crowley are literally canonically nb/agender/genderqueer/definitely not cis but y'all continue to ignore that

-I hope they keep the a/c relationship as subtle as it was in the first season just to piss you off (and it wasn't. subtle, I mean. you're just even worse at media analisys than my dumb ass, which is saying A LOT. and I mean A LOT)

-please keep the stupidity coming I'm enjoying blocking every single one of you and taking out all the trash lol, love ya (not)