#oh so you are genderfluid. and i was like yeah i guess

[the-acid-pear]

Seeing your own trans body and identity as your masterpiece is so important

[steampunkedparm]

"of course you have carabiner's."

yeah??? how else am i supposed to hold my keys?????

[that-ikea-alien-plush]

before i started my deity work with Aphrodite i prayed to her to make me look like my best self and the day after that my hair started to curl randomly (i have no one in the family with curly hair) and i came out as genderfluid and i still was skeptical

then she gave me so many signs

i literally smelled apple chupa chups when i fell asleep (i didnt have anything apple scented in my room and the window was closed)

i was getting angel numbers constantly

i found a literal shell necklace when i went to throw the trash out

and i was still like "nah cus what if its a misunderstanding"

my soulmate was like "bitch youre so oblivious shes literally calling to you about your cars extended warranty"

and so i asked "if Aphrodite is reaching out to me please show me yourself in my dreams"

AND GUESS WHAT

i dreamed about watching a youtube video called "working with Aphrodite: deity work 101" and there was such a beautiful woman in the video she had a dark skin and long black wavy hair and very thick eyebrows and plump lips and i woke up and i was like "wow she was so pretty" and i was STILL skeptical cus i was like "nah maybe its just because i was thinking about her so much" and my soulmate was FED UP with my dumb bitch shit

and so it was time to do a deity spread because you know maybe its okay and if not then well

and i found a deity spread (i now make my own)

i pulled the card

it was nine of pentacles

i checked the deities associated with the card

"oh, thats random"

another deity spread

the strenght

"oh its the same deity"

ok i think somethings not adding up

and then i researched Bastet

"hmm cats yes, oh dancing,hmmm yeah okay"

and i looked at past me crying randomly because i got the urge to get a cat

and i looked at past me smelling incense randomly

and i looked at past me getting literal signs from her for as long as i could and i was like

"oh my god im so sorry i didnt know"

and so i started my deity work with both of them the same night

past me is stupid, oblivious and made mistakes but past me got me to now where i have a happy established relationship with my goddesses and im forever thankful for that

their altars at first were just sitting on my plant shelf

it was messy

Bastet only had my old silver cat statue, my cat tarot deck (which btw shows her character perfectly) and some tigers eye and tourmaline

Aphrodite only had some rose quartz a drawing of her that i made and a pale pink candle

now we're here and their altars are always full of food offerings to the point i had to upgrade their space to the shelf above

they still share an altar but theyre both okay with it

so uh yeah

just wanted to share this weird story of how i started

(then Aphrodite invited Apollo to my space who helped me a lot with my trauma, then i reached out to Dionysus and Marzanna and now we're here 5 ancient gods sitting in my room watching me read gay fanfiction at night)

[denaliwrites]

On the Brave Shit

Tenth Doctor x Genderfluid!Reader

Summary: Coming out is almost never easy, but with the Doctor everything is just a little bit easier.

Soundtrack: Bad Bitch by Tessa Violet

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Coming out. Some light anxiety. (I think it's light, anyway, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong!)

"Did you know," the Doctor started carefully, leaning back against the TARDIS console and crossing his arms over his chest, "that Time Lords and Time Ladies regenerate?"

You closed the TARDIS door behind you, tilting your head as you paced up to join him at the console. "Okay?" you said as you reached him. There was a touch of fear in your voice, but mostly you were just confused.

"See, when Time Lords are hurt... hurt badly. When they die. Instead of dying, they -- we -- well, we sort of just. Don't."

You were trying so hard to follow him. You really were. "You... don't die?"

"We... we change. The old us dies, sort of. We keep all the old memories and all that, but our faces change. We become someone new." He scratched at the back of his head, before the same hand trailed over to rest over his mouth as he looked at you. Watched you.

"... Oh. So... you're not... you're not dying, right?" you asked in muted panic.

"What? Oh, no! No. Not for a long time yet, I should hope."

The sigh of relief you released was dramatic.

"See, the thing is... all that to say. Well. One of my friends in school. The Historian, we called him. Well, he got hurt one day. Very badly hurt. He would've died. Is the thing."

You stepped closer to him, taking his hand in yours comfortingly. "Oh, Doctor, I'm so sorry."

"No, no -- none of that! That's not the point." When he saw your stricken look, he softened. "Thank you, though," he said reassuringly, though you were still utterly confused by all this. "See, when Historian changed, he... was no longer a he."

Oh.

How the fuck did he figure that out?

"I... I, erm... Oh." You weren't exactly sure how to process what he'd said. How to proceed.

"Humans are different, obviously," he said casually, though you could feel his eyes watching you, gentle and caring. "But... I think it's probably the same principle, essentially."

"How did you..."

"Know? Oh, well.. I notice things, you know. That's -- that's what I do. Notice things."

You swallowed in dread. "Like what?"

"Well, for one, you spend an awfully long time in the TARDIS wardrobe," he said with a playfully annoyed sigh. "I didn't think much of it at first, but then I saw you dressing up in, well..."

Oh. Oh, no...

"Anyway. The point is. I think you're neat. As you are. Whatever that means."

You felt a tear streak down your cheek, and the Doctor gave your hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze. "Now that that's... you know. Erm. I've been calling you the one thing all this time. Is there anything else you wanna be called?"

You blanched, somehow not expecting him to A. be so chill with all this, and B. so willing to just go straight into it.

"Erm... yeah. I guess. Yeah. She, her, he, him... please."

"Applicable to presentation or regardless of?" he asked, and you felt another tear fall.

"Er... I think regardless of."

He nodded, pulling you to his chest in an impossibly gentle embrace. His lips pressed to the top of your head in a soft kiss, and his thumb wiped away your tears. "You're wonderful. And brilliant. And incredibly brave."

On your next adventure with the Doctor, you were pleased indeed when he effortlessly switched between pronouns, never missing a single beat, never faltering, never hesitating.

[amykiriwosdefenselawyer]

Chapter 325 thoughts (Spoilers!)

First off, Baal deserves every minute of stress from Shura. :D

This panel is interesting because Return to Origins is supposed to be a "permanent wicked phase" and Baal is already RtO. Then again, I don't feel like that description should be taken at full face value, because it's not like our RtO gang are constantly stressed out or pissed off and going on rampages, they're just evil with bad morals.

So I guess it's an evil demonic equivalent of someone like being diagnosed with depression or a personality disorder or something and it affects all facets of their life and personality, but of course they'll have times where it's triggered worse, like depressive/manic episodes or panic attacks etc.

After all, wicked phases make a demon lose all sense of inhibition and self-preservation, and Baal needs to be strategic and tactical, so he can't have that

Nice detail with Kiriwo's eyes being RtO though!

Plus the fact he really doesn't discriminate with who he likes seeing in pain 😭

Next up. Poro-chan. Poro is genderfluid because I said so, and based advice.

Next, ATORI I MISSED YOUR GRIN SO MUCH ahhhhhhhh also nice shirt and tank top (I wanna see him without the former and just the latter (time to draw that then))

Ocho is back! I used to hate him and then grow indifferent towards him but he's funny in my book now

Also what the hell is that height difference? Atori is 192cm and Kiriwo is 162cm but that does NOT look like a ruler's difference but then again this is the Netherworld and logic doesn't exist probably

I wanna climb Atori like a tree

Oh they are so silly I will cry of joy they are such lovable fools I was screaming at this scene for minutes straight and also Poro is based again

I forgot Ocho was part of that Number 2 cult, thank you Nishi

This brings me immense fucking joy to my dead ass heart 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖🥺🥺🥺🥺 Look at them, the three musketeers who dirty Baal's floor

Also did Atori retract his tail? Huh, nice

It's funny how it was fanon that Ocho and Kiriwo hated each other from the post-Harvest Festival scene but yeah turns out Kiriwo was just being a little possessive and they're all so silly

I wanna be friends with them now aaaahh maybe we'll see the other Six Fingers maybe they'll have silly little evil villain sleepover parties or something

Baal needs more mental breakdowns over Shura. He deserves it

Very good chapter, I am fed

[tartigglez]

"i know it hurts..."

headcanons of some genshin boys when you have your period (pt.1??)

kaeya, diluc, thoma, childe, zhongli (separately) x afab!reader (pronouns not mentioned)

genre: fluff

word count: 800-ish

tags: periods, no distinct mention of blood, wholesome boys (for the most part), a lottttt of physical touch + petnames, kaeya is teehee, diluc is clueless as shit, thoma is absolutely whipped, childe is also clueless, zhongli is wayyyyy clued in

tw/cw: zhongli is written as genderfluid, mentions of foods/drink (soup + tea), kisses in zhongli's, i don't think there's much else to add here, lmk if i missed smth

a/n: surprise? hi! i've had a very emotional night, so its time for something extremely self indulgent. i wrote this mostly for the genderfluid zhongli agenda. also i'd like to remind everyone that i am genderfluid, my pronouns are they/she/he!!! ty, enjoy.

kaeya’s personality seems to go through some sort of shift when you’re on your period, seriously! he’ll go from being a flirty, unserious captain with an eye catching smirk to a kind, gentle, soft spoken man. he will quietly hold you if you’re in pain, and try his best to distract you. will kiss you softly and assure you that it will pass, without ever making you feel like you’re exaggerating. strokes your cheek and does whatever you want to do in order to stay distracted. 

“darling? are you alright? are you sick?”

“no, just cramps.”

“ahh, here.”

“how does this feel? you okay? comfy?”

“yeah, I’m okay. thanks kae”

“not a problem at all, lovely”

“so, how was work? 

diluc is lowkey confused at first in your relationship. he’s never spent much time around anyone who has a period, let alone having to live with one, so it makes sense (a little) that he really doesn’t understand anything that’s happening to you, or what hurts, or why, or how he can help. the first time he finds you curled up in his bedroom in dawn winery he’ll be really confused and awkward, run to adelinde and try to very discreetly ask her what to do (he doesn’t do a good job), but eventually she gets what he means, and tells him to just ask you, which he builds the confidence to do after hyping himself up for like twenty minutes.

“hi”

“hi, 'luc”

“uh… are you okay?”

“ish?”

“uhm… may i talk to you about something?”

“yeah, of course! what’s up?”

“what is… happening to you right now? it’s painful, i know, but how do i help? what do i do? what do you need? how can i make you comfortable? i don’t want you to be in pain.”

“pah, how sweet. come, sit, i’ll explain”

thoma knows exactly what is going on, and when its going on. keeps track of your periods (with your knowledge and consent ofc) just so he knows what days to bring you whatever you may need. he’s a BIG BIG acts of service and gift giving kinda guy, because he’s always in the city, so he always picks things up for you. this happens even more when you’re on your period. of course, sometimes, his estimates of your starting days will be a little bit off, so he might end up randomly doing something and it seems like its out of nowhere, and he tries to play it off like it is too. 

“thoma? what’re you doing home this early?”

“oh, I thought i’d come home and make you soup!”

“make me… soup? that’s a little strange…”

“no it’s not! it's just because i thought you liked it, especially when…y’know”

“hah, your guess was off darling, you’re two days early. still, i appreciate the thought love. let’s eat?”

childe is clueless. extremely clueless. but he’s also super duper sweet, and a very fast learner. he tries his best to understand what’s happening and what to do, but unfortunately he doesn’t really have anyone to ask about it. so he’ll literally read a book, which is rather rare for him but he would literally do anything for you. if you’re feeling really unwell, he will insist on taking the day off work to look after you. he’s extremely attentive and gentle, which is the side of him his “co-workers” don’t get to see. 

“morning baby! how’re you feeling?”

“mmhh,, morning chi. ‘m okay, a bit crampy”

“okay, i’ll stay here then.”

“what? no, you have work. you gotta go!”

“i’ll call in sick, they can live without me for a day”

“chi you can’t do this agai-”

“i’d do anything for you”

zhongli. understands. everything. okay hear me out. zhongli can take any form he wants, so sometimes out of curiosity he would change into another body. he’d get completely, utterly shocked the first time he got a period whilst in this form (it was unexpected.), but learned how to cope with it, because he wanted to be able to fully understand the struggles that some mortals might go through.

he knows exactly what to do when this happens to you, speaks to you calmly and holds you if you get cramps. will brew tea for you, and get the latest herb combinations for pain relief from baizhu. will snuggle up to you, place his hand on your stomach because it’s warm, and hold you close. kisses your neck gently and asks if you need anything, overall just a big sweetie. if you want him to, he’ll go into his half-dragon form, so he can wrap his tail around you. loves you more than anything and will do anything to make you comfortable. you need something? it’s yours, no matter the extremes he has to go to in order to get it. constantly making sure you take your time with everything, and making sure that you don’t overexert yourself.

“my love, i know you’re in pain, please don’t push yourself”

“i know, i know, i just have a little more work to do”

“i trust you, but i’m staying here with you, just in case. have you eaten? are you comfortable? do you need any pain relief?”

[that-bisexual]

So I guess I should get around to making an intro post... .・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

My names are Nyx and Alex

Just a mentally ill queer :)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Gender: Genderfluid Demigirl

Pronouns: She/they

My friends and know I'm bi but only two of them know I'm a genderfluid demigirl.

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

Anxiety, ?ADHD maybe?

Uhh I like frogs and queer stuff...My favorite band/artists are Def leppard, addison grace, madilyn mei, Cavetown, and foo fighters...I LOVE the hunger games...I'm a big drama club and orchestra kid...I play cello and bass guitar...uh yeah...I don't like to talk about myself...oh and I draw and write stories/poetry. I'm like you're typical burnt out gifted kid but I can't stand to fail™

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

This blog is like my safe space to be myself because my mom doesn't let me show I'm bi at all because according to her "it's a phase"

if you have questions regarding my gender or sexuality, your gender or sexuality, need advice, or just want to talk my ask box is always open. Hate asks will be deleted!

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

DNI: Homophobes, transphobes, terfs, sexists, racists, pedophiles, rad fems, exclusionist, zoophiles, haters in general

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・..・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

My Mary-Ace Merrill propaganda is working~💗💖💗💖

GOD PLEASE IF YOU EVER WANNA TALK MORE ABOUT THE GIRLIES BEING FRIENDS PLEAAAASE!! I love genderfluid Ace and it's something so strangely personal to me and so sweet and he's sooo fruity and I'm sure Nancy would adore her very strange, literal queer, of a boyfriend-girlfriend.🥺🥺

Ace: Shut up Nancy! Go water the garden with your cloudy eyes why don't you! Rain floods pouring in from NANCY!!"

Mary: Ohhh shh, shh!! It's Okey! I-i used to cry a lot to when I was little! I was real bad about biting my cheeks so I didn't make sounds...bleed right in my mouth! ....oh Nancy, Nancy, it's Okey dear, come on, shh...

Ace: ....Nancy, look...go...just...Nancy go away.

Mary: Oh Nancy, ma..maybe not today i-im sick with a cold- NO! ahah, n-no don't come over I don't need soup, spring floral cold is all...

Ace: here, don't, I repeat. Don't. You. Dare. Say a word miss water works, could power so much with your damn eyes...

Mary: ...Nancy? Can...here, for, being so...sweet and friendly to me all the time, you make me feel like a real girl! -o-oh you know, somtimes a girl just doesn't feel herself is all!!

Ace: fine you can come over but do NOT go into my bedroom, or the guest room, and if you do, ask me, and do NOT open the clothes hampers or my closet understand!?

Mary: Ace isn't home! Oh yeah, I take over the guest room! But he let's me keep stuff in his room too! Awwee he, he canceled date night? Ohh...oh- OH! i-i-i can call him! He didn't Janelle he just isn't here, oh i-im sorry I'm sure he forget, Ace is forgetful...why don't I take you out! I-im no, boy or Ace, but a girls dated i-i mean a a....well why not a show and soda?

Ace: .....Nancy, I....I'm gonna go out today, but... you can...wander around today if you'd like, the house, its...free now, do your girlie snooping.

Ace: .....Surprise?? ...i..got flowers incase you hate me- you don't? ....wlel kf xource I thought you'd hate me, I'm some queer fairy playing dress up! - YOU KNEW?! oh..date..night, y-yeah guess..and the fact you don't see us together, man your really smart remind me to never skip our anniversary or try and cheat on you💖💗💖 little miss garden detective...why that? Well...you cry and flowers need water, and flowers are jn gardens, and well...your like a detective with...connecting dots- it's bad I'm sorry...

Mary: ....morning pretty girl~ wanna go to the candy shop and swim later? Hmmm?? Yesss, this is the infamous routine I do as Mary~ yes of cource it's a wig I can't grow my hair out Nancy are you crazy!? ....now come on I need help with my zipper please.

YOU HAVE TO STOP ME!!!

I WILL DEADASS DO NOTHING TO STOP YOU KEEP IT COMIN

What if I just dreamt about them all night last night guys how deep am I in oh Lord-

All these scenarios made get on my floor in a fetal position crying HELPPPPP?? AUGHHH

Richard and Nancy would do anything for their gal in making her feel safe and happy- Nancy being sweet and hanging out with her and Eyeball literally ready to throw fists at any comment or catcall thrown Mary's way.

"remind me to never skip our anniversary or try and cheat on you💖💗💖" THE WAY I CACKLEDDD

The way Ace slowly starts letting his guard down around Nancy and getting more comfortable with her learning about when she's Mary just made me... JUST PLUCK AT MY HEARTSTRINGS LIKE A HARP WILL YOU 😫

Im not normal about this anymore and it's plaguing my mind 👁👁

[mushroomjeremy]

I have been holding on to this design for a little while now. Thinking about how best to deliver how I changed the character and if I did enough.

I really want to get to clearing my 'to post' folder out. So I guess its better now than never.

This is Dr. Jair Shimmer a rewrite for SCP 963. Ignore that this is almost the exact same design in my Clight artwork; I liked the design so I kept it.

His main gimmick is that he study cursed object not just 963. He wears many curse object regardless of moral or ethical reasons against it. His office is chalk full of them, enter at your own caution.

SCP 963 isnt to much changed from base one, only thing is the souls in the amulet can be retrieve. Very hard thing to do and Shimmer needs to do that action all on there own and he kinda does not care to do that.

I do want to make more bodies for Shimmer but Im very busy and Im scared to draw women.

Past Keep Reading is just headcanons (do I even call them that at this point?)

The amulet is made of out silver, Red Beryl/Bixbite, and different colored sapphires.

While I am using He/Him in this post, Shimmer is a genderfluid, pansexual, panromantic with any pronouns as long as your not taking the piss out of him

Despite shipping war, Shimmer is with Glass, Clef, and Kondraki. Sometime all at once.

He use to be cautious around cursed objects, but after 963 he started to become reckless knowing he'd always come back after the Foundation found him

963 works a little differently on how is possess someone. All it needed was an initial soul trap and the next person to pick it up will be possessed. If Shimmer kills themselves the curse is kinda broken, he would just be in the amulet and the next person to pick it up is the knew host.

So Able is out of the story.

Shimmer just touched it and became the host.

How he found out about SCP 963 abilities is a informant apart of a different GoI stabbed him in the back cause they thought Shimmer was getting to close to figuring out why they were in the Foundation in the first place

Shimmer went to Deer College to get a degree in Magic and Curses

Shimmer can see, read, and understand magic in objects and crystals but he himself is not a wizard/witch/Type Blue/ect.

He's a lot calmer here with a stern voice, though he still tells jokes when he feel in danger. Force of habit.

I wanted to keep this as I think it gives some good worldbuilding to the Foundation daily life. He does facilitate a betting ring for literally anything. You could put a bet on if the kitchen will be destroyed in the next breach or not.

Shimmer likes to see the personnel fight when bets don't go their way.

Where is Shimmer get money to pay back people? Who knows.

Shimmer has yet to see the gravity of immortality. He's in the phase of getting sick of dying but still careless with his bodies and "clones."

Oh yeah the Clones! How the amulet after a month could be taken off and put on another person? Well the Foundation uses that to their benefit instead of killing them. More bodies that can work on higher clearance levels stuff.

Shimmer can take of the amulet before the end of the month and still retain his body.

I also wanted to keep the Personnel Director position. I like him having all the information on the Personnel of the Sites he is place in. It could cause tension between characters if they fine out about Shimmer knowing those things or it could show how much they care about friends with this information. Example for both: Clef

I want to do the rest of the Family as well but its still a wip. But I will say I wanted to explore ableism as a defining problem for the family in its dysfunction

If I remember or figure out anymore I'll come back here maybe.

[zeldassecretwell]

listen. listen. hear me out.

trans zelda and trans link (of course), HOWEVER (long speculation and gender worldbuilding/headcanon follows):

link, afab and genderfluid. as a child, shrimply does not Care about gender. does not cross her mind (homeschooled and fucks around in the woods too much for it to be relevant to his life). But when they pull the sword, suddenly there's all this attention on them and guess what? The Hero Of Legend is a boy, and so Link must be a boy, always. He doesn't really mind at first, because it isn't like he cared anyways, but it eventually becomes stifling as he realizes that he, as The Hero, is expected to perform a certain kind of masculinity (and only ever perform that kind of masculinity).

zelda, amab and trans, she/her. grows up as aware of gender roles as a child can be (given that those roles are tied to the monarchical power structure that she's born into). Sees that her mother is 1) the one with the divine heritage and 2) I'm going to assume favorite parent since I dislike Rhoam intensely. Is like, yeah sure I'd like to be a girl, sounds neat! Rhoam et al. are like but your roles...no...be a boy... And then her mom dies when she's like 6 and everybody's like well shit The Princess Of Legend is a girl, and Zelda is an only child, so now we will choose to see you as a girl. And at first Zelda doesn't mind because she thought being a girl was neat anyways, but then it becomes stifling as she realizes that she, as The Princess, is expected to perform a certain kind of femininity (and only ever perform that kind of femininity).

I just think it's incredibly interesting how gender can play into the themes of destiny/expectations/personhood/choice/self discovery if you operate off of the assumption that the botw/totk universe has an (even slightly) different system of gender. because most societies do in one way or another. FOR EXAMPLE:

- link starts dressing more fluidly and expressing themself more after he wakes up post amnesia, moving away from rigid, stoic masculinity of pre-calamity

- zelda cuts her hair post botw. she cuts her hair. oh my fucking god! she cuts her goddamn hair! she is louder and more outspoken, and she leans into being a scientist. and she cut her hair!!! because she IS a girl, but not the one that her father wanted her to be.

- and on the topic of how this influences the rhoam-zelda dynamic: you could read an element of rhoam projecting onto zelda (and zelda very much perceiving this) "well, if only you had been 'BORN' a girl, maybe your powers would work sooner" or "well you wanted to be a girl, so why do you complain about the kind of girl that you must be for the good of the kingdom (read: the kind of girl I want you to be)"

- THUS. INTENSE ZELDA LINK BONDING (romantic or platonic doesn't matter) VIS A VIS BEING TRANS AND THE WAY EXPECTATIONS SHAPED THE WAY THEY WERE PERCIEVED AND THE WAY THEY PERCIEVE THEMSELVES. CAN I GET AN AMEN.

- also, last little note - because I'm assuming (as much as one can) that the kingdom of central Hyrule is to some degree imperialistic and subjugating other regions in the country pre-calamity - other societies in hyrule could have gender systems that differ from that of Central Hyrule (and this is sort of present in canon but. you know. in the way that canon is the way it is. well.). ERGO. none of the Champions have to be in line with the central hyrulean concept of a cisgender person. I rest my case.

[dxwnfxll]

Hey it's me again! I loved what you made last time so i'd like to make another request. Can i request any member of the foundation or scp with a reader who is really good at analyzing people and remembering there habits. They also know things about people instinctively by studying there body language or just guessing. And they are almost distressingly good at it, they know when you lie, they know when you haven't done something, they know when somethings wrong and are great guessing the problem. Like "mister i know you didn't take your meds this morning! You go do that!" or "oh hi is something wrong? You seem off". They also instinctively know things that most psychologists would take a while to diagnose. Like "oh sweetie I always knew you were gay, i could never imagine you getting with someone of the opposite gender", or "yeah i know you're autistic honey, it's just in the way you act". Like they are literally the lady in this video https://www.youtube.com/shorts/v_v918l58Rg

Thank you! Seriously though you are awesome!

Trying my best to make this, if i get anything wrong pls do tell!

Dr. Shaw (again Genderfluid + all of these will be semi romantic lolol)

-You and Elias have been together for awhile, but even before you two became a thing you seemed to always notice one specific thing about him.

-No matter how badly he tried to hide her depression you always seemed to be really good at guessing when they were depressed.

-he didn't hate it, but she always felt..weird about it. He was so used to just being known as the 'chaotic funny guy' that it was weird when someone pointed out their depression.

-that wasn't really the only thing you were observant about either, you seemed to always be able to tell when he was having a bad day.

-and honestly..he loved that, she loved finally having a support and being allowed to finally lean on someone. Finally able to 'be herself' in a sense.

Dr. Clef

-Clef has always been the secretive type, not cause he wants to...okay maybe it is cause he wants to.

-Clef doesn't exactly like many people knowing much about him, so when you popped up able to see right through him..he hated it.

-no..hate is a lesser word for this..he despised it.

-He despised you being able to tell when he's having a bad day, or when he's upset.

-he despised you somehow already knowing he was Pan, he despised you somehow knowing he didn't take his meds and BRINGING THEM TO HIM??

-...but through all that hate..he felt something else. He knew what it was and he was scared of it, especially with how you were.

-he started to..like you, and like you being how you were. But he still kept up his 'hate' for you.

-as much as he wants to lean on you and cry about everything, he stays far FAR away from you. He's got a reputation to uphold and he refuses to let anyone see him as 'weak'

Dr. Glass

-Glass is similar to you in a way, He's able to see right through people..but not as much as you are.

-Glass is usually able to see through people after therapy sessions, no matter how much they try to hide Glass can see right through them.

-When he had a therapy session with you he just couldn't..see through you, but you could see right through him.

-at first it kinda freaked him out, but then it made him happy. Finally! Someone with his own skill!

-he tried to convince you to be a therapist but you didn't really seem to budge.

-as Glass worked with you, happy to finally have someone who can see through him as he sees through others he felt something.

-a spark of love for you, and he certainly didn't try to hide it. He knew you'd find out, and he was happy when you did.

Dr. Kondraki

-similar to Clef the man doesn't exactly like when someone knows 'too much' about him

-he'd rather everyone ignore him then come up to him and KNOW he's depressed. How the hell did you even know?

-well okay actually maybe it was a no brainer with his eye bags and numb looking face..plus the alcoholism. So he shrugged it off eventually.

-but when you came to his office after a meeting with some coffee, somehow knowing he hadn't had coffee. It made him a lil suspicious of you.

-first he thought you were some anomaly, then he just grew a semi hatred for you after finding out you were uh 'normal' and just had a talent for looking through people.

-he stays away from you, refuses to go near you. Though he can't help but like you a little bit..especially when you bring him coffee.

Mikell Shaw

-Mikell is very similar to Clef, he doesn't like anyone knowing too much about him. Especially with his job.

-When he first met you you both were agents working for the 05, he of course didn't like you at first.

-he had always thought you were some person who thought they were 'better than everyone' because of how you acted.

-But he learned you actually were just..like this? He began to kinda like it. Especially when you began to notice things about him

-what he didn't like was you somehow knowing almost everything about him, how he was feeling that day, how he hadn't had coffee yet, how he had forgotten his gun.

-It drove him crazy, YOU drove him crazy.

-He pretty much tries to stay away from you similar to Kondraki, and luckily his 05 job really helps

073-Cain

-Cain has been 'alone' for a very long time now, He's gotten used to the feeling of never really having anyone that can understand his pain.

-He's so used to everyone around him saying he's lucky and thinking he's lucky..assuming he's happy about being immortal.

-so when you came in, and seemed to immediately sense his sadness

-he just stared at you in awe, it wasn't rare for someone to ask if he's okay..but that was only when he showed his sadness.

-you saw his bright smiling face and seemed to just instantly know, he seemed to adore you for that

-he likes having someone around that can see right through him, someone that just..knows y'know?

035

-035 has lived his entire life around people oblivious to how he is.

-no ones ever been able to 'look through him' in fact he's been the one to look through others

-He's lived life pretty happily without all that..well until *you* came along.

-you were his new researcher, he was so excited to manipulate yet another person

-as you interviewed him he audibly gasped as you said something, something he never expected people to know about him

-"you were once important weren't you? That's why you act like this right?"

-035 seemed to freeze before clearing 'his throat' "what game are you playing at."

-he starts acting aggressive towards you, the more you seem to know scares him

-eventually though he seemed to..miss you? He seemed to request you often even tho during those times he always acted rude towards you

-in truth he was almost happy? To have someone 'see through him', but he'll never openly admit it

-you definitely freak him out a few times as well whenever you say something about him.

049

-049 similar to Cain has been alone for awhile, he hasn't really had anyone he can talk to and seem to just know what's wrong

-well..there was that fellow that one time, but that was so long ago.

-But then you showed up, a JR researcher working with a fellow named Gears.

-He just expected you to be like so many other researchers, ask questions, write things down and then leave.

-but you seemed to actually chat with him, and then he heard it

-"You seem sad today, are you okay 049?"

-He stared into your eyes not even answering you, he didn't know how to answer..no one had ever really asked about him let alone know what was wrong

-"I'm..fine. Thank you Doctor."

-He requests you a lot after that, requests you two have daily talks and 'tea time'

-he likes spending time with you and he doesn't mind you being so 'observant'

-he likes it, he likes someone actually knowing about him.

If you want me to add more characters i will! Lol enjoy!! Edited finally lol

[mapofthewrld]

" who is she ? "

in which : marjorine and kenny have a play date, and kenny learns a few new things about himself (kenjorine)

butters hears a gentle knock on his front door. he springs up from his seat on the couch and rushes to open it, impatiently fiddling with the lock with a large grin.

he opens the door to reveal a gush of fresh spring air and his best friend, kenny. he wears a baggy tshirt and pants. his blonde hair is in a messy bun with strands framing his smiling face.

"heya, ken!"

butters beams at the other child. kenny takes in the sight of his friend, dressed in a polkadot dress and white leggings. his hair is in a small ponytail in the back of his head, with a bow adorning it.

kenny smiles. "hey, leo! or is it marj today?" kenny knew butters- or marjorine, as they sometimes liked to be called- was genderfluid, and their name preference just depended on the day. he was happy to oblige.

the energetic blond pulled his tired friend into the house, gently shutting the door behind him. he quickly flashes a bright smile to the other. "it's marjorine today!"

kenny gives him a nod as he's pulled upstairs, into his friends bedroom. scattered across the floor lay a few dolls and video game controllers. marj let's go of his hand and sits on the bed with a smile.

"so, what do you wanna play?"

the other blond takes a seat next to his friend, giving her a thoughtful look. "i don't think i mind," he finally decides. "whatever you wanna play!"

marjorine claps and grind wider at the other. "really? oh, this is great, ken! can we play dolls?"

kenny agrees without missing a beat. not only does he love seeing the smile on his friend's face, but he quite enjoys the game himself.

- insert play time here -

"here you are, princess kenny!" marjorine giggles and claps her hands together, moving her doll in front of kenny's. ken smiles and moves his doll's arms, waving at hers. "thank you, lady marj!"

whenever the boys played dolls, kenny would (more often than not) play as a character called "princess kenny." he found joy in her and her relationship with lady marjorine.

the real marj studied his face carefully while he blanked out. "hey, uh, kenny?"

"yeah?"

"do you like bein princess kenny?"

the boy's eyes snapped to the floor. his hands found each other and he cracked his knuckles subconsciously. "i mean, i guess so."

"do you.. like when i'm marjorine?"

"marj," he took his friends hands in his own with a smile, "i like you all the time."

and with the shine in her eye, the toothy grin she gave back, kenny knew without a doubt that he really did like his friend any way she was.

[valeffelees]

hey, what's up! i hope today has been kind to everyone.

i haven't shared on a wipsday in a while. mostly 'cause i've been temp posting about my wips throughout the week instead, so it felt a little silly to repost all those sketches/snippets, yk? but i thought i'd come on today share a bit of the fic that currently has the most of my attention, just as a way to say hello. how's everyone been? :)

thank you kindly for tagging me today @artsyunderstudy @blackberrysummerblog @alexalexinii and @youarenevertooold, and to @stitchyqueer @larkral and @aroace-genderfluid-sheep for tagging me on sunday!

The funeral is a grim affair. “It’s not a funeral,” Jamie said. “It’s a celebration of life.” Simon doesn’t really understand the difference. He shows up wearing dark grey instead of black. It is a nice picture. Lucy Salisbury is (was) a beautiful woman. Simon finds her lovely in the unique way of little boys and their mothers; her face has the halo of a memory surrounding it. Soft, golden. Framed in curls. She did not have those curls, in the end, but they will always be a permanent part of her. Always falling over her shoulder, always tied up with green ribbon, always clinging to the curve of her brow in the rain. It is a nice picture. She is (was) so young, then. Her smile curves back from her teeth in the shape of a heart, and the summer sunlight is pink on her cheeks. A spot of light flares between her knuckles where it catches on the jewel of her wedding band as she tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. An emerald. Lucy Salisbury hated diamonds. “It’s a nice picture,” Agatha says. Simon doesn’t look at her. He wonders how long she’s been standing there. It is a nice picture. In the bottom left corner, the top of a little head is just barely poking into frame. An unruly mop of golden-brown curls. Her short, slender fingers tangled gently through them. “I guess so.” “She’s beautiful.” “Was,” Simon says. “She was.” It is a nice picture. Simon stands beneath the awning of his grandmother’s porch, an unlit cigarette hanging from the corner of his lips.  The street is a sardine can full of cars, packed bumper-to-bumper on both sides, lining the curb in stitches of dull, inoffensive colours. Grey, black, silver, brown. Damp, yellow lamplight floods the tarmac. He pats the pockets of his jacket. Then he pats the pockets of his jeans. The screen door creaks behind him. “You’ll break Ruth’s heart if she sees you,” Agatha tells him. “D’ you got a light?” She steps beside him and turns to rest the small of her back against the metal railing. Without a word, she reaches over and pulls the zipper on Simon’s jacket. Sticks her hand in and fishes out his pack of Canadian Menthol. Flips the top open. Simon’s lighter is wedged inside between his smokes. “Oh,” he says. “Thanks.” “She doesn’t like when you smoke.” “It’s—yeah, I know. I know, it’s fine. I’m leaving anyway.”

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[venomxd14]

You Found Me!

I don’t know if this account is going to be very active at all, but I made it just in case TikTok does get taken down. My name is Jack. I am 23 years old. I’m a huge Walten Files weeb and I like drawing shit for it all the time, and I mean all the time. I just made this account like yesterday, so all my art is still currently on my main account on TikTok with the same username. Jack Walten is my top kin and gives me gender envy, Sophie Walten is the character I relate to the most, and Felix is my favorite comfort character. I draw him like everyday. I’m the creator of two Walten Files AUs, Sophie’s New Camera and Felix Goes to Rehab. These AUs can be shortened to SNC and Rehab AU.

(I go into detail about my hyperfixations and boundaries in the Keep Reading part. This intro post is super long.)

Names and Pronouns (all that gay stuff)

You can call me Venom, Jack, Felix or Bon. I really like it when people call me Jack though. I go by he/they/xe pronouns, but I’m honestly chill with any. I am a genderfluid, non-binary, transmasc person. I am biromantic and asexual. I’m not sex repulsed cause I’m a big boy with my big boy pants, but I don’t like when sex shit is directed towards me.

I am Mentally Ill

Oh my god a tumblr user that’s fucking insane, who could’ve guessed? But yeah I am chronically online and neurodivergent as hell. I have ADHD and Autism. I also have BPD and PTSD from horrible shit that happened to me, but it’s okay cause I’m cool now.

What This Blog is About

This place is just going to be a personal art account where I draw stuff for my current special interest, The Walten Files. I like talking about lore, my AUs and headcanons with other people. I do this with other fandoms too, but I mostly talk about Walten Files stuff. I use these accounts as a diary and sketchbook, so don’t expect this place to be all organized or neat looking all the time. This account isn’t 18+ or anything like that, but I do draw horror, gore and talk about triggering topics, so it’s not for the faint of heart. I don’t want to get famous or make money off of my art because the attention from that is very overwhelming for me. Drawing is simply just a hobby I indulge in to escape from the fucked up shit in my life.

Here are my art tags:

#venomxd14 art

#felix goes to rehab

#sophie's new camera

Hyperfixations and Special Interests

I know there’s a difference between hyperfixations and special interests, but I have AUDHD, so I personally cannot differentiate the two when it comes to my own interests. Anyways here’s a list of all the things I like:

The Walten Files

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared

Bojack Horseman

Moral Orel

Smiling Friends

ENA

Adventure Time

Fiona and Cake

The Owl House

Steven Universe

My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

Battle For Dream Island

Inanimate Insanity

Super Mario Bros

Sonic the Hedgehog

Psychology

Color Theory

Greek Mythology

Boundaries

I have oddly specific boundaries due to things that has happened to me before online that were really traumatic, so please read these and keep that in mind. My boundaries here will be relatively the same as my main account.

Please do not screenshot, save or share my work anywhere. I already feel weird about posting my art, so having someone else repost or archive my work makes me uncomfortable. I also don’t want anyone to use my art in other edits, posts, etc. I appreciate it, but I don’t like it.

I don’t like it when people give me too much praise. I also don’t like being idolized. I have been abused in the past by a content creator who I looked up to, and when people treat me like that, it reminds me of the power he had over me, and I freak out because I don’t want to have that over someone else. Certain phrases are triggers for me. Examples being like: “You inspire me”, “I love you”, “I look up to you”, etc. Deep and meaningful comments like that make me anxious, especially when it’s being said by someone I don’t know. I feel the safest when I am treated and viewed as a stranger, because that’s all I really am. I am nobody special.

I’m also uncomfortable with making new friends here. I’m really introverted and I have a severe anxiety disorder. The only mutuals I have are people I am already friends with for like years. I also don’t dm anyone besides my friends. You guys can talk to me in the comments though. That’s fine. I’m not really in a healthy headspace to make new friends at all.

I don’t care if you simp for Jack or Felix because I like them too, but please don’t be super excessive or sexual about it, especially on my art posts. I don’t want to cross Martin Wall’s boundaries, and I just don’t like sexual comments being made towards my art that’s not meant to be looked at that way. Romantic and cute comments are fine, just don’t be creepy, especially if you are a minor.

I don’t mind if people are inspired by my work, but please don’t tell me that you are, and don’t credit me for it. Most of the stuff I make is unoriginal trend stuff anyway, and I don’t like gatekeeping in a small community cause that would be lame. I just don’t like being tagged or mentioned in the posts. I get nervous about it. I don’t like shout outs either. I like being a relatively small account.

I don’t want anyone making me gift or fan art. I super appreciate it and I love that people want to take the time to draw stuff for my Walten Files AU, but since I’m still traumatized from being abused, I still feel uncomfortable. Also being stalked and having fetish art drawn of me really affected how I feel about it too. It’s nobody’s fault at all. I’m not gonna shame you for asking either. This is mostly a me problem that I still have to deal with in therapy. I’m not trying to be ungrateful cause I really do appreciate the thought behind it.

I am not okay with any proshipping or romanticization of abuse what so ever. I know I make dark art especially when it comes to my Walten Files stuff, but that does not warrant anyone being weird in my comments. Anyone who fetishizes abuse, murder, pedophilia or anything like that will be blocked. It’s gross and I hate that shit. Anyone who is a proshipper, Alfred Playhouse fan, etc. will also be blocked.

[plegg-culture-is]

Fannish plegg carton culture, specifically protogenic-endogenic plegg culture that later finds itself to be full of permanent resident soulbonds is —

In very very early childhood:

*Projections literally playing H.O.R.S.E or whatever that basketball game is. Of course the main fronter never played, because they are too short.*

"Huh!! Well I mean those barbecue sauce was spicy before but it's 0.05 seconds later and I feel completely different as a person and also this barbecue sauce is no longer spicy. Oh well. The teacher called me a liar over barbecue sauce so I'm gonna be a shithead to them and have a meltdown"

In middle school:

"What would Gohan do if he was in this world???"

"What would Jayfeather do if he were in this world??"

"OMG. WHAT WOULD. IZAYA ORIHARA DO IF HE WAS IN THIS SITUATION JIST SOME MIDDLE SCHOOLER NOW"

*Has full-ass slow changing "see through my eyes" quasi-ceremonies based solely on vibes since we didn't have innerworld completely built yet*

*Chasing each other in hallways and all people saw was a small autistic child running for no reason lol*

"Why the fuck can I never feel my face when something horrible happens to us me? Also I relate too much to Silver from Pokémon HeartGold/SoulSilver"

In high school:

"Yep just Gon and Killua from Hunter×Hunter chillin' over there. Nobody can see 'em and these feel pretty distinct from hallucinations considering I can't literally see them. Eh. Maybe just imagination."

*Checking out a pro-endogenic blog in 2015* "Yup I am just a curious singlet"

*Still chasing ourselves through hallways just less or more hidden because people are stupid.* Why the fuck am I so angry all of the time. Why the fuck do I feel like there should be more to all of this.

"Hhhh Illumi Zoldyck from Hunter×Hunter patting my head is completely normal. So is pretending I am Ethan from Pokémon HeartGold/SoulSilver I'M NOT PRETENDING ThOUGH??? I DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO CALL THIS all I know is I am definitely Ethan, , not Ethan? And Illumi Zoldyck is petting my head and we are working at a McDonald's right now. What the fuck is happening" *Proceeds to ignore this and never tell anyone until we are today years old*

"My vitriol for Hisoka Morrow of Hunter×Hunter has three sides to it. I hate him and his canon. I have no clue how to explain the other two sides to this and I cannot stand my friend obsessing over this character" *Proceeds to also ignore this one too, and never tell anyone until we are today years old*

In university:

"Hey 30 year old Gladion idk if you're actually a figment of my imagination anymore but yeah sure your sister Lily and her daughter Mei can chill in here in this brain for awhile. Does this mean I'm genderfluid lol?" (Narrator: this is, in fact, NOT what genderfluidity is supposed to feel like.)

"Oh well I guess Itonai from Assassination Classroom is just decided to sleep in the bed tonight. Get the fuck off of my bed ya lazy bum. Noooo it's just wei — get back in our head you freak (//lovingly, platonic)"

*Just feeling fucking uncomfortable around sysmedicalists but especially the sysmedicalists who were anti-endogenic as well (yes there are pro-endogenic sysmeds!! Uhm but definitely not plural, nope)*

"I am now talking to these projections while brushing my teeth. Lucifer from The Devil Is A Part-Timer has literally crash-landed into our brain along with Emilia Justina. Wtf?"

*Discovers the word endogenic yet again and gets the weird euphoria again*

*Maybe our late second year at university, at fucking 11PM, after anime club finishes — Kusuo Saki just fucking chilling on top of the table via projection* "Heeey so remember that one time in high school where you had weird daydreams about that pink-haired psychic boy and the blonde with drills? Welp, Mami Tomoe picked me up on the way here —" *Queue freakout of the main fronter at this point*

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SO ANYWAYS that is. Uh. Some Stuff(tm) yaaay, anyways the good thing about this is we don't think our queer shit would ever, ever be as fucking weird as our plurality shit in the context of the societal context and chronological context we, Rusanya, live in, so figuring out we're aceplex (since we found the plurality first and asexuality is more of a veil) was mostly just an "AHA okay then lol" and we just kind of slap every label on the planet onto us that we like that we think applies, both on an individual and collective level. :D

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[wellbelesbian]

Shoulder To Shoulder, Hand To Hand

“Hey, can we talk?” Trixie asks me as we set off home, sliding into the seat in front of me and sitting backwards to face me, joined by Penny.

“Uh, sure.” I say, trying to push down the feeling that I’m somehow in trouble.

read chapter ten on ao3!

chapter ten already! it feels surreal that this fic has gotten so long, but i'm enjoying writing it so much! i think i'll miss it, once it's over... but onwards to NaNoWriMo, i guess!

anyway, i haven't done a wip wednesday today, but thanks for tagging me @j-nipper-95 @larkral and @forabeatofadrum! i'll just tag some hellos and post about my week under the cut to make up for not writing anything recently:

first up, look at this big boy i got! it is SO HEAVY.

i actually got to see Edith Hall (and Jennifer Saint, but Edith is my classics crush (along with Natalie Haynes) (she also taught my sixth form teacher!)) at a talk this weekend, and she spoke about her connection to working class history in the area and suggested the book. it's the perfect combination of my interests, i almost vibrated out of my seat and my friend noted down the title for me without me even having to ask 😂

it's completely free online on places like kindle, google books and kobo, (which is good since hardback covers are like £130, and paperbacks like this are still fairly pricey. i got this secondhand at an absolute bargain of £13) and there's a very abridged version in this article she wrote if you just want some anecdotes. but yeah, i'm very excited to get into this.

and here are some lovely miners banners (hello, durham area 👀) that ally the miners with Roman soldiers. basically, a lot of miners would find Roman artifacts while digging and felt a kinship with the common footsoldiers of the Roman army, who did a lot of similarly thankless labour like building roads and, oh you know, Hadrian's Wall.

second of all, my sister is due her baby any day now! i'm gonna be an auntie! she was due last sunday, and is getting induced on saturday if she still hasn't had him by then, so if i don't post on sunday, now you know why.

tags/hellos: @ileadacharmedlife @prettygoododds @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @imagineacoolusername @confused-bi-queer @ic3-que3n @forabeatofadrum @bazzybelle @theearlgreymage @aristocratic-otter @larkral @hushed-chorus @martsonmars @ivelovedhimthroughworse @blackberrysummerblog @fatalfangirl @ebbpettier @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @cutestkilla @youarenevertooold @alleycat0306 @artsyunderstudy @alexalexinii @shemakesmeforget @shrekgogurt and @j-nipper-95