#nonbinary L

[beyondboy]

NONBINARY L!!

Finally made myself a pixel pen and I just to make my own version of L, decided to give them a different hairstyle basically just for funsies

[devourable]

⚠︎ the stalker

sfw, mdni, beta read by @fluffula | tags ;; masc yandere x gn reader — stalking (duh), themes of self deprecation/lack of self worth, erotomania

hii im back from my unannounced hiatus bc i have more time on my hands :] ik vega didnt win the poll but fsr theyre the only one i could get myself to write sooo 🫶 i know im super rusty since I haven't written in ages so sorry if this is a lackluster return fic. it just be like that

vega just wasn’t the type of person that people liked. it was a fact, and he was well aware of it.

they were lanky and awkward, unkempt, and often didn’t know what to say or do in any given social situation. no one went out of their way to interact with them and vice versa. the few times he ended up around others anyway, he always found himself sidelined by the few people he could refer to as friends — they’d never be the focus, if they weren’t forgotten about entirely.

they weren’t anyone’s first choice. hell, they weren’t a second or third choice, either. it was a sad existence that he had accepted long ago — why bother trying to fit in if he wasn’t wanted? he was so boring, he wouldn’t wanna hang out with himself either, anyway. so every day and every night, they were alone.

then, he met you.

it started so simply. you started working at the same office as them, and they knew off the bat that it was your first time in a place like this. they expected nothing of you — maybe a lukewarm greeting as you passed each other during the workday, but not much more than that. so it surprised them when after your introduction, you rounded their desk and gently asked if they could show you around. maybe it was something about your tone, maybe it was that friendly look in your eye, maybe it was just you as a whole. but something about you just got them. they were out of their chair before they realized it.

they weren't the talkative type, but it didn't matter — you kept asking questions during the entire tour. what was that room for? how long had they been working there? did they like working there? you wanted their attention and they for the life of them couldn’t get why. even less so, they didn’t understand why they were so ready to give it to you. they couldn't help the way they stuttered out their answers to your questions, nor the way their face flushed after you laughed at the way they responded. but you did have to work, so you withdrew from them eventually to do just that.

well after you departed to your cubicle, you remained on their mind. your voice, the way you laughed, how you looked, it all swirled around in their mind as they sat in their desk. it remained that way the entire day, the following night, and the day after — they couldn't get you off their mind!

you chose him. you chose him, out of everyone else in the office. you were the only person that did that, and it made them feel so seen. so real, so… loved? was this what love was? the pounding in their chest and their flushed face would make him believe so. they couldn’t wait to see you again. just the thought of you returning the next day and every day after that bloomed butterflies in their tummy.

vega’s longing for you only grew more and more intense after every passing day. every day you came to work, they’d be the first to greet you and the last to bid you goodbye. they even changed their days off to match yours — going to work hardly seemed worth it if you weren’t there to make the day more bearable. every day they sat at their desk, daydreaming about spending time with you, going home with you, doing all the things they never imagined that they’d ever do before. and even though they were too awkward to seek you out during the work day, it didn’t stop them from staring at you every chance they got.

but after that first day, you paid less and less attention to them. you had work to do, after all, and no matter how hard they yearned for you, it grew harder to get you to notice them and harder for them to watch you. it was excruciating. for the first time in his life, vega wanted to be wanted — by you, specifically. he wanted your attention, your voice, your eyes on them again. but if they couldn’t have that, they needed to see you more to make up for it.

the stalking started small at first. occasionally following you when you got up from your desk to give a file to your supervisor or use the restroom, pretending to be distracted should you ever notice them (which you hardly did — they didn’t know if that bothered them or not). sometimes he ended his day at the same time yours ended so he could walk out with you, watching you leave from their car before they left themself. and eventually they started to follow you home directly. it was always from a distance. they wouldn’t want to frighten you, after all! it was okay as long as you weren’t bothered by it, he told himself.

he memorized your routine so he could base his own around it. you went to the store? he was going too. spending the day at the library? he was stalking after you from a different aisle. sometimes they’d leave little gifts on your doorstep just to see your bewildered reaction. watching you became his favorite pastime — they almost liked it more than talking to you directly. you somehow never noticed them lurking, staring at you from some shady hiding spot, panting and trembling just from the sheer excitement that your existence caused them. were you aware of just how cute you were when you thought no one was watching you? knowing all your bad habits, your mannerisms and all the things you did in private was exhilarating. it was like a secret for just the two of you. and whenever you came into work and talked to him like you usually did, it made him so fucking excited. did you know? maybe you did and you were fine with it. that had to be why you were so nice to them. they loved the idea of you liking their bad behavior.

vega had no plans of confessing to you anytime soon. he had so much fun stalking you, he saw no need to ruin it with his feelings. besides, you liked them back anyway — you had to have, why else would you let him get away with it for so long? he knew you wanted him, and he wanted you in return. all he had to do was wait for you.

[spiraling-trap]

there is something so transgender about these two. not sure exactly what it is but it’s so transgender

[queerism1969]

[definitelynotbrucewayne]

Nothing to see here — Transmasc goals

[italictext]

How not to respond to someone coming out

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[onlyinmy-ass]

Good morning 🌅

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[daggerhobbit]

I was at the library earlier today and I was called a boy so many times.

completely made my day.

between this and the fairy thing I think I should go to the library more often.

[punkeropercyjackson]

'Toh salt' blogs:Hunter was too focused on romance,they should've prioritized his platonic relathionships instead!!!

The literal actual show:

[strawbubbysugar]

Decided to draw how I picture Y/N!! (I don’t usually picture myself as y/n, it’s always this funky dude. I think his name is Yin?? I dunno I hardly know the guy)

[deathnotegenderbent]

The seventh song from the Death Note Genderbent project, There Are Lines, featuring Broadwayman23 (he/him) as Soichiro Yagami and Isabel (she/her) as Light Yagami! Please give it a listen and support the project by subscribing on youtube and following the project here!

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The DNG Universe genderbends Light, L, and Misa. The rest of the characters retain their original gender. We wanted to explore how this affects the relationships in the show - with Soichiro and Sayu watching their precious, studious daughter/sister become a monster, with the leading detective in the world being afab nonbinary leading a group of male detectives, with a male Misa being in love with Kira without knowing who Kira is, implying the possibility of a queer male popstar.

[krispy-noodle]

howl if u would fight eda to kiss them softly on their old middle age wrinkly forehead

[gaysludge]

How does one make friends at 20 years old? Like genuinely I miss having online friends and interacting with communities and being in discord servers and staying up till 5 am playing Minecraft with ppl and now I have like a handful of friends who don’t share any similar interests ts to me

[uncanny-tranny]

It's okay to want to pass or to bind or tuck or things like that, and it's insensitive to imply that trans people doing so is proof they are trying to "conform to cissexism". It is okay to want to transition "traditionally". It is okay to not want that, too. What isn't okay (and will never be okay) is to degrade other people for the choices they make or for the choices they have to make.

[woozini-of-oz]

Nonbinary Oz/Oz-adjacent character :)

[dollarstore-kins]

matching nonbinary count bleck, nonbinary dimentio, trans luigi/mr l, and trans tippi icons with a christmas theme

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