#they were. in fact. still incredibly non-binary

[thecraftyninjacat]

their pronouns are she/her (ocs)

[winniefrezcomics]

Anonymous asked: When did Perry realize he was trans? Also are his parents also trans or non-binary or anyother gender identity? ♡

All three of them are trans, actually! Carlo strikes me as a person who went thru the lesbian-to-nonbinary-to-transgender pipeline, but I think Wendy knew she wanted to be treated like her twin sister was from a fairly early age, so transitioned much sooner than her husband. (Mama cosma’s disapproval also forced Carlo to socially transition in secret, and he wasn’t able to begin PHYSICALLY transitioning until turning 18 and moving out)

Here’s a comic that hurt tf outta my feelings to sketch lmao- (in a good way)

“orgin story” and more doodles below the cut!

(MILD cw for misgendering and a mama cosma appearance 😷)

As for HOW Perry discovered he was NOT in fact, a little girl, and rather a little boy?

Timmy noticed first, actually!! Though his adopted parents didn’t go out of their way to mention to their son that they were both transgender, a young Timmy eventually noticed them doing thier hormone shots, and Carlo and Wendy had to assure him that they were both okay, they just needed to take thier “mommy and daddy medication” sometimes. As Timmy got older, he noticed other things that made his parents unique, and they would explain anything he asked them, so by the time Poof was born, Ten-year-old Timmy had a pretty solid understanding of what it MEANT to be “transgender”. This understanding is part of the reason he wished on a star for a baby brother- he knew it MIGHT be possible for his parents to have a bio child as well, but also knew thier unique biology might make it difficult

(Sidenote: if ur parents still let u think babies were delivered by the stork or something by TEN, my condolences brother ☠️)

ANYWAY- from the MOMENT his baby sibling was born, Timmy and Poof were INSEPARABLE, with Timmy wanting to help with the baby in any way he could, as often as possible. His parents certainly appreciated the help, and baby Poof was never hurting for love or attention 💕

As Poof grew, his parents encouraged him to play with whatever toys he liked best, and do whatever he wanted, but USUALLY what Poof wanted to do was “whatever his big brother was doing”. From video games to comic books, poof was always incredibly interested in whatever Timmy was interested in, and his brother was more than happy to read the pages out loud, or give him a controller to smack around (usually unplugged lmao, regular older brother shi)

Even when Poof was a toddler, Timmy would occasionally notice things that didn’t quite sit right with him- stuff like poof getting upset when Wendy would tell Timmy his was playing too rough with his sister (despite how much poof LOVED being chucked into soft objects or wrestled), or how much poof seemed to enjoy being called things like “little dude”- but I think it was a visit to Grandmas house when Perry was 7 that finally made him ask the big question- (Drabble below this comic that legit makes me a lil nauseous to look at and I considered not including 🙃)

DRABBLE START

Timmy goes outside to thier front porch, to find poof already sitting on the steps, having clearly retreated from the Christmas party inside. Timmy sits with him and they chat for a while, before Timmy finally goes out on a limb and asks-

“Hey P- random question but- do you ever like, wonder what it would be like if you were a boy?”

Poof shrugs, simply responding “well yeah, everybody thinks about that….”

Timmys nose scrunches, as his hunch starts seeming more plausible

“Bud… I’ve like, never thought about that. even once.”

“Of course not, you already ARE a boy!” Poof pouts

Timmy sighs, clarifying- “no no, like- I’ve never really wondered what it would be like to be a GIRL- eveb when I once dressed like one to hang out with my crush!” He added with a laugh, but Poofs frown only deepened-

“Hmf! Why WOULD you? Being a girl STINKS.”

And with that, Timmy had his answer-

“Ah. Yeeeahhh, thought ya might feel that way… c’mon lil dude- I think we should ah- talk to mom and dad.”

Timmy scooped his younger sibling into his arms, but poof looked up at him with confusion

“Did I say something wrong?”

“Nah, Poofy- I just, uh- think they’ll be able to explain better…”

By Eight years old Perry had fully socially transitioned, coming out at his eighth birthday party, with his parents even getting his name legally changed as a ninth birthday present 💜 ;w;

Making yall look at this doodle again bc it’s relevant lmao- Perry’s aunts and uncles all adore thier little nephew, and couldn’t be happier to see him living as his truest self 💕

[cultkinkcoven]

Super surprised this dude is still going but this sentiment explains everything perfectly to me.

“Word salad so dense and wordy” - I believe they are referring to a thing called “a paragraph”

This entire situation makes sense with the knowledge that this person cannot read or comprehend complex sentences. They may not have even read a single thing I actually said, which again makes sense considering they kept restating things I’d already addressed extensively. Of course they can’t understand, they can’t read…

Lucifer having empathy for oppressors is the only way he can effectively stand up to, disarm, and manage them. They misunderstand empathy for sympathy, justification and endorsement. But I already said that, and you all know I already said that.

The only person who doesn’t know that I said that is the person with incredibly poor reading comprehension skills.

Oh well.

I just find this situation comical, because I am unable to read any of the comments they made after this conversation was over, because they blocked me. Others (many others, thank you guys) have been messaging me and saying “Hey @ null is saying some really terrible stuff about you and I hope you’re doing okay. Thats not fair or warranted.”

And I’ve just been like oh. lol. I thought the conversation was over. They’re still going. huh. Unfortunate.

Unfortunate because had they not blocked me, and instead had the courage to speak to me directly, approach me and the conversation honestly, giving me the chance to respond, then I think we may have actually been able to find common ground. I know this because friends of @ null did in fact message me, and after a bit of calm conversation, they too were able to find common ground even if we didn’t completely agree, which we didn’t. The problem here is not with our disagreement.

Because @ null is too cowardice to actually speak to me, they instead would rather speak about me with the assurance that I can’t defend myself.

Which is fine, not gonna let it ruin my day. But- and I think this is the only insult I’ve ever used this entire time- I do think it is quite pathetic. I do think it reflects a kind of mental laziness and cowardice that I and Lucifer find very pathetic. I am more than pleased that people disagree with me, it allows me the opportunity to challenge my beliefs and change my mind. I’m happy people disagree, and I’m happy some people were able to simply ask challenging questions. “No Shi, I do not agree with you, here’s why. But if you explain yourself a bit more, maybe I can understand your line of thinking better, even if in the end we still disagree.”

Also, and maybe I’m just deflecting the “you’re a faker “ accusation, but of all the Gods to intimately understand nuance, complexity, mental health, fetish psychology, madness, it would be Lord Dionysus unequivocally.

My philosophy is highly Dionysian, not just Luciferian. I am incredibly inspired by him me what he represents when I talk about these things, and I know for an absolute fact that he would never approach these things with black and white thinking. He’s DIONYSUS for Pete sake. His whole deal is being complex and liminal, understanding freaks. Non binary thinking. Understanding mental health. Harm reduction, reclamation.

To hear a Dionysus devotee talk so shallowly about a subject that is so so so so incredibly important to his sphere.

I don’t know. It perplexes me. It makes me think this person has a very surface level understanding of the gods in general. Because if Lord Dionysus could read this entire conversation, I think he would be severely disappointed.

[rose-pearls]

Hi there!! If your requests are still open i’d like to make one, btw Im not very good at requesting, so im sorry if this doesn’t make any sense.

Could your possibly write a Clairrise x Hephaestus’s Nb kid reader. Like we’ll make/repair weapons for her, and we weld her flowers with nuts and bolts and cute stuff like that!!

Feel free to skip this request!! Have a good day/night!!!! :D

Hi!! Thank you so much for your request, it was so cute and I loved the fact that it was a reader from another cabin then the Aphrodite cabin! I hope you like it and that it is what you wanted! My requests are open for every fandom I write for!

Main Taglist: @avada-kedavra-bitch-187, @nyx2021, @thestarspangledcaptain, @kmc1989

Percy Jackson Taglist: @niktwazny303

Clarisse La Rue Taglist: @peanutbelley, @abbersreads

Non-binary reader, if there is a mistake somewhere please tell me and I'll fix it! I am always open for feedback :))

When you started dating Clarisse a lot of people were surprised, it wasn’t often that a child of Hephaestus and a child of Ares got along, let alone date each other. But it had just made sense when you had met her during your first day of camp. You had tried to find what you were good at, with the help of Luke, and as you were trying to figure out how to use the spear he had given you a beautiful girl had arrived.

“Why don’t you let the expert teach them, Castellan?”, the brown-haired girl says with a confident smirk, making you blush. Luke had just rolled his eyes at the words before telling you that he would get you at the end of the hour to try something new.

“Now, you should watch your grip when you wield it,” she says before starting to show you how to adjust your hands, making your skin tingle at the touch.

It wasn’t until later that you realized why so many people had been watching the two of you, Clarisse wasn’t really the type to help someone out or to be patient with anyone. When your father claimed you after two days of being at camp the whole camp had been waiting with anticipation how Clarisse would be reacting to the news, after all she was a proud daughter of Ares.

“I don’t care about who your father is and what beef he has with mine, Ares always has beef with everyone. So, what do you say of ignoring who our parents are and just moving along?”, Clarisse had seemed unaffected, but she had been preparing the speech in her head since last night, when one of her siblings had told her who your parent was. She was hoping that Ares wouldn’t ruin this for her either, she only knew you for three days, but you were someone she cared about, whether she liked it or not.

“I would love that,” you had told her and after that the two of you had stayed close friends, much to everyone’s shock and your sibling’s dismay. 

Getting together with Clarisse had been the most difficult part, she didn’t see love as something good or worthwhile. She had seen her mother getting into depressive episodes after Ares left her to raise Clarisse alone and she didn’t want to ever experience that, let alone be that cause of someone’s pain. It had taken you a while to try and convince her that you could be something more than just friends and that love was something incredible to experience. 

“I just don’t want to hurt you or lose you, it would hurt far too much,” she had told you once, when the laughter of the campers could be heard from far away.

“Wouldn’t it hurt more to know that we could have been something but that we just didn’t try? I know that we are demi-gods and that we could die any day but I don’t want to die and regret not having had a chance to spent every single day with you and showing you how much I love you,” there were tears in her eyes at your words, and you could see the conflict in her eyes before she brought you into a soft kiss, as if she was scared she could break you.

“You’re right,” she had whispered before bringing you back into a kiss, this time more fervent as she showed you just how much she loved you.

It had been two years since then and you couldn’t be happier, watching Clarisse spar with her siblings and preparing for Capture the flag while you made some flowers out of a few things you had found around your working area. 

“That for me?”, you hear behind you before your feel a soft kiss on your cheek.

“It is,” you tell Clarisse as she sits next to you, watching the intricately woven nuts and bolts you had found around.

“I love it, thank you,” she tells you before bringing you into a kiss.

“I’ll add it to my collection,” she says with a bright smile, already trying to figure out where she was going to put it.

“I’ll see you after capture the flag?”, you ask her, and she nods in agreement as a pout forms on her lips.

“I can’t believe you aren’t going to be playing capture the flag today,” you smile softly at her words before taking her hand in yours.

“Well, I need to teach every single thing I know to my new sibling but next time I’ll be there,” you promise her and enjoy the satisfied smile on Clarisse lips.

“Fine, but I need a good luck kiss first,” she whispers, and you quickly do as she requests, smiling as she deepens the kiss.

“See you later sunshine!”, she tells you before joining her siblings, making you smile as you watch her putting on her armour. 

It was just an hour later when you heard the door of your cabin slam open, your new sibling looking scared at the sound, as if he was expecting a monster to come in. But it was Clarisse, tears in her eyes and a broken spear in her hands. 

“Why don’t you go to your station and work a little bit on the things I taught you?”, you quickly ask your sibling, who quickly scurries out of the room. 

“Clarisse?”, you whisper as you look at her trembling form, she looks like she is desperately holding back her tears but as you carefully put your hand on hers, she breaks down.

The tears are falling down her cheeks as you bring her into a comforting hug, holding her close as she holds on to you for dear life.

“What happened?”, you ask her softly, hoping not to make her cry even more at your words.

“That new kid, he broke my spear,” she whispers, and a sob leaves her lips at the words, making you hold her tightly. 

“Gods, I’m so sorry Clarise, I know how much it meant to you,” you whisper in her hair, wishing you could go back in time and save it.

“It was the only thing he ever gave me, to show me he cared and now it is gone,” she says, tears falling into your t-shirt, but you don’t care as you try to calm her down.

It takes a moment to calm her down, stroking her hair and letting her talk it all out. You know better than to say it was going to be okay, she had just lost something incredibly valuable to her and you didn’t know what to do. 

“I can try to fix it,” you whisper softly, and it takes a few seconds before she moves her head to look at you, teary eyes looking into yours.

“You can?”, she whispers, hope appearing into her eyes, and you smile lovingly at her.

“I can try, I can’t promise anything about it still being able to burn someone, but it can be repaired. Nothing is too broken to be fixed,” you tell her, and she takes a deep breath, like she is trying to get herself back together.

“If you can do that, I think that I will marry you,” she says with an emotional smile, and you laugh softly at her words.

“Common let’s see what we can do,” you whisper before taking her hand and bringing her to your station. 

It takes time to put it back together, as the metal had been broken by Percy’s sword but after finding the right metal to fix it you manage to bring the two pieces back together.

“And there we go, nearly as good as before,” you tell her as she looks over the spear, watching how it was once again a whole spear and not two broken parts.

“Thank you,” she whispers with concealed tears in her eyes, but you just shrug your shoulders.

“It was my pleasure, now I can watch you train with it again,” you tell her, and she looks excited at the words, she kisses you lovingly on the lips before dragging you to the training ground, an excited smile on her lips. 

[genderqueerdykes]

Hey! I'm a cis girl living in a community that's fairly accepting of queer people in general. I'm also a minor.

I am also extremely confused by this entire thing about men and mascs being hated in fem and AFAB non-binary spaces.

Like. I'm not very active in the queer community, but this whole thing seems incredibly nonsensical to me? You're all living on the same ship, you're just pushing a bunch of random people off it and helping to widen the hole in the hull! If the queer ship sinks then they all go down together, right? Why hasten the end when you could stop it?

On a less related note, the idea of nb people being inherently feminine is also weird to me. I have met three nb people in my life and all of them were AMAB, which might change my perception about this, but I thought the whole point about nb people being not male or female was that they weren't male or female? If people don't identify as a girl then they immediately seem more masculine to me, not because I think they're a boy, but because they've explicitly stated they aren't feminine. Why would AFAB non-binary people be feminine because of a random letter on their birth certificate?

Incredibly confused. We don't have to understand but we don't have to exclude, either (not speaking for the whole girl/fem community here obviously)

it's extremely insulting, you're right. it's upsetting as well because it's coming from people who aren't even aware they're spreading rad feminism half the time. yes a lot of people are aware but a lot of them are

cis women are obsessing over making queer communities "safe spaces" which in their eyes, means weeding out everyone who isn't a cis woman or someone they can perceive to be a cis woman. if someone is "too masculine" they're not longer accepted as non binary and are now men. some trans girls who don't pass hard enough are seen as men because they "look like" men. AMAB and intersex queer people in general get forced out of queer spaces immediately due to transmisogyny, especially lesbian spaces. transfems are not safe in any lesbian space at this point.

idk what to call it but enbyphobia is ridiculous and rampant right now like. nonbinary and gender non conforming people have to either be extremely feminine (because now they're Woman Lite) or they're trans men. the amount of AMAB transfeminine people who try to find community who get turned away is brutal. most of the nonbinary people i know are AMAB. it's such a common phenomenon. AMAB people have more options for being trans than just trans woman. also the collective fear of penises that these cis women have is bullshit as well. these women basically want to ask you if you have a dick or not (or want one) so they can kick you out because they're that transphobic and intersexist.

the fact that AFAB and intersex nonbinary people are treated as Woman Lite is really old. it does not matter if that person is a feminine nonbinary person. they're still nonbinary, genderqueer, genderfluid, bigender or whatever their gender actually is. i don't get why cis women think it's a great idea to shit on other AFAB people so much. why do these people claim they want these to be "women's safe spaces" and then shit on other people they perceive to be women? most cis women have some serious internalized misogyny issues. i don't know why people think it's progressive to profile, misgender and abuse people who had, have or are perceived to have vaginas.

trans men are treated like a danger to the entire community when the entire community is hostile towards them. trans men are not a threat to anyone in the current state we're in. we are not trying to take over spaces that we rightfully belong in. we're not hurting people like cis women want you to think we are. cis women have become obsessed with making queer spaces "women's safe spaces". like no matter what. i guarantee you there are cis women like this chasing gay men out of their own spaces, too. it's just a disaster. we need to accept what the real problem is here.

i'm just gonna say it and people are gonna shit themselves and i don't care:

while women and womanhood are not a threat to anyone in general, contextually, cis women are one of the biggest threats to our community right now. not cis men. cool it on the man hating and accept that we are currently in such a shitty spot because of a lot of very hateful and abusive cis women.

cis women are not inherently safe to be around. cis women are not inherently incapable of abuse. cis women are not 100% harmless. cis women are capable of being queerphobic. cis women are capable of being trans/misogynistic. cis women are capable of being lesbophobic. cis women are capable of being homophobic. cis women are capable of being bi/pan/mspec phobic. cis women are capable of being intersexist. cis women are capable of being aphobic.

it's cis women who are responsible for rad feminism. terfs are cis women. cis women can be abusive. cis women can be transphobic. cis women can be dangerous to be around. can we stop sitting here saying men are public enemy #1 when we have cis women who are actively fucking up our communities every single day? this is a SPECIFIC group of women. not all women blah blah. these are specific people with a specific mentality and it needs to stop. we have to stop letting them dominate every single queer space we have.

the reason we're being torn apart is because we've been brainwashed into thinking they're right because women are inherently safe and men are inherently dangerous, but that is literal radical feminism at its worst and we need to stop repeating it and reinforcing it from within our own communities.

[monstrous-fusion]

🎨 Artisan - A Link Between Worlds + Triforce Heroes

"Theatre is half the battle! The rush, the trade of stinging banter and the flurry of sparks as steel blades collide--it's where I feel alive!" Artisan paused thoughtfully and shrugged, "oh yes and the 'fighting to survive' thing is important too, I suppose."

They/them | Queer Non-binary | 18 years old (March 27th)

(Mainly speaks but can sign occasionally)

Artisan is an adventurous young fellow. They are loud and proud. Drama is like second nature to them and they flourish in political theatre. They're a social butterfly, seemingly friends with everyone they meet. To the outside observer, they're a sharp actor and well put together.

Truth be told, they were such a sharp actor they'd forgotten who they truly are. They're bitter, selfish and self absorbed. They're mourning. They've loved and lost hard, and it feels like nobody understands them.

But deep down? they're scared. They're mourning, they're lost and they have no idea who they truly are. Even though Ravio had left 2 years ago, they still mourn. They still feel bitter. Surrounded by so many people--liked by so many people--they found that everyone likes them. But nobody really loves them.

Interesting Facts -

Artisan is a huge fan of musical theatre, or theatre of any kind. They'd love to act in one someday, if they're allowed.

Artisan's sword pommel has a charm that was gifted to them by Ravio

Incredibly skilled with fencing. They fight with a flourish and a confident--almost cocky--air.

Artisan is pen pals with Crimson and Cerulean from Hytopia. They write to them frequently, and even upon this timeless adventure, they still write and regale the two with epics and poems about their adventure and the friends they've met.

[seiya234]

For a few years, even after they opened the Library, Stan still ran a carnival of extremely dubious legality on the grounds of the Shack. The return on investment, Stan always said, was worth the lawn getting torn up and stupider than normal questions.

Mabel wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth because in those weird growing pain years, between moving back and graduating high school, those were some of her favorite times and memories.

Maybe because it was something that was unequivocally hers. Dipper would come out, and Stan would let him con some rubes, little baby demon training wheels-

(though Dipper got big mad when she called it “little baby demon training wheels”)

-but it wasn’t anything that Dipper particularly looked forward to. It just wasn’t his thing, which was fine!

Because it was very much MABEL’S thing. And considering her life, it was nice to have a thing that was just Her Thing.

Stan wouldn’t let her have free rein of the fair- she still had to pay for her food and tickets. But the end of the world, plus all the unpaid labor she did at the Library, had made him a little soft, and she got a 50 percent discount, which was all she needed to eat herself sick on cotton candy and hot dogs, followed by barfing after riding the ferris wheel ten times in a row.

There was something incredibly magical about the very fact that there was a festival set up in her back yard! If she could go back in time and tell Little Mabel that, Little Mabel would literally explode. There were also probably like, other things Mabel should tell Little Mabel but two episodes had convinced her that time travel was nothing to mess with.

No but it was magical, to see trucks roll up and unload the pieces of rides onto the lawn, the RVs pulling out of sight behind the Shack and Stan greeting carnies he had known for almost forty or fifty years. Jon showed Mabel how to put together the Ferris Wheel and let Mabel operate construction equipment with five minutes of training. She learned how to make cotton candy, how to beat the rigged games, and from Stan’s ex-girlfriend Allison, how to read Tarot…. which half was just reading people.

The night before it began, when everything had finally been put up, she laid in the warm grass, smelt the hot summer air, and marveled at the cliffs that towered over the Shack and the little carnival.

She also kissed like, a LOT of guys, gals and non-binary pals in the Tunnel of Love and Corndogs, which was always a nice bonus.

(to be honest, Stan always just barely broke even on the carnival. but it was worth it to see Mabel smile like a loon for three to four days)

[sillycreaturefromthevoid]

Nobody said it, so I will : Happy birthday Gidget!! Today is (at least in my timezone it still is) March 3rd, which means it is Gidget's birthday today. They mean a lot to me as a character because well, first, they are part of the main cast of my favorite game (you'll never guess which one) and that implies that they are extremely well written. I loved seeing their entire character arc play out, from their backstory, the reveal of how their bigoted mother has greatly influenced their upbringing as a person and how their crush on Iggy and suppressed gender dysphoria has led them down a dark path, twisted by the magic of the Tree's wonderland. It is also quite rare to see non binary representation, so seeing Gidget's character immediately have their pronouns switched to they/them was honestly very thrilling to see. One of my favorite things about their character is how, even after the timeline resets at the end of the game, the narration still uses they/them to refer to Gidget. As in, that is one of the memories that the crew remembers. Who Gidget is. Perhaps it is also what encourages Gidget to come out post wonderland instead of suppressing their identity, like in the previous timeline.

Oh, and character design wise, they are simply incredible. Their blonde little hair clumps or whatever they are, hanging near their ears? LOVELY. It gives the character so much style! Speaking of style, their aesthetic is simply flawless. Even evil spider Gidget was absolutely slaying. And their design got EVEN cooler after their haircut. UGHHH.

I'll admit, it took me a bit of time to warm up to this character. Partially because, the way they treat Iggy in wonderland is less than ideal, in fact, it is quite horrific. As soon as I finished the game for the first time, my favorite character was Genzou, and my least favorite from the main cast was Gidget. As a matter of fact, Genzou left a sweet taste on my tongue, where Gidget left a bitter one. But with time and rumination, one learns to appreciate all tastes. Even if Gidget's actions were horrific and scarring, it only takes a bit of thinking to realize that it was merely wonderland twisting their wounds to make them into this incredibly violent person. After all, Iggy, Orlam and Bucks also get incredibly influenced and seemingly turn into completely different people as well, all because they were relentlessly dehumanized. The same thing happened with Gidget. Never in a thousand universes would they have done what they did if they were themself. It is pretty clear that during arc 5, the moment they learn to accept themself, they snap out of the wonderland manipulations on their brain. So I learnt to love Gidget's character for who they are, who they really are. OFW and OC can especially help into seeing who Gidget really is. And with Broomtail mostly centering around Genzou's point of view, one can only imagine if there is a universe where Gidget's point of view on things is the most exploited. I think that would be pretty cool.

ANYWAY, instead of rambling, all I meant to say is HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIDGET!!

[gloochi]

So I first heard about Toukouga Istar shortly before I started reading SAO. They seemed like a fascinating character, especially given the hefty gender ambiguity, but I don't think I was prepared for them to be such a very blatant parallel to Kirito?

(Also, I will be using she/her for Kirito here because she is such an egg, and this is my blog, so you can't stop me.)

But yeah, like, look at these descriptions of Istar.

Now compare these to an early description of Kirito along with a description of GGO Kirito.

Of course, it's not an exact match, but the flowing black hair and delicately beautiful face immediately stood out to me when paired with the long dark coat. There's even attention drawn to the very red lips for both Istar and GGO Kirito. Imagine a slightly older Kirito who didn't lose two years of growth to being stuck in a hospital bed and only subsisting on fluids who leans more into her feminine features instead of running from them. Doesn't that resemble Istar to you, at least a little bit? Adding on further, Istar is the first other person we see using incarnation flight in the modern Underworld, an art that Kirito thought she was the last remaining user of.

There's even the detail of their coat whipping like black wings, just like how Kirito does it.

When in comes to incarnation flight, Administrator just floated, and Gabriel manifested wings from nothing. It's only Kirito and Istar specifically who transformed their coats into wings (even being the same color). Eolyne is shown capable of it immediately afterwards, but notably, he just stands in the air as if there's solid ground.

Thus, Istar flying the same way Kirito does feels incredibly deliberate. Nobody else does it exactly like that.

The comparison of Istar and Kirito kinda feels similar to a comparison of Eolyne and Eugeo. They've got a number of similar features, but there's some notable differences in their personality. Where Eolyne feels like a more cynical Eugeo, Istar feels like a more immoral Kirito. Also, just like Eugeo and Kirito, Eolyne and Istar were close. Close enough to be able to hard read each other like this.

In fact, close enough for them to react emotionally to each other. I think they genuinely used to have the same bond Eugeo and Kirito had.

They were even close enough to have nicknames for each other, which they still always use when not referring to each other by full name. Plus, they fought in the finals of the Unification Tournament, just like Kirito and Eugeo were supposed to do before getting arrested, and just like what Kirito thought would happen if she had to seriously fight Eugeo, Eolyne defeated Istar in the tournament, and even this fight ended in a draw, despite Eolyne being exhausted already.

Also, I didn't have anywhere else to mention this, but it's notable that Istar's weapons are a saber and a handgun, which is very similar to GGO Kirito's loadout of a photon sword and a handgun.

Also also, I didn't even mention the final scene of volume 27, where Lagi sees Istar and doesn't even hesitate to assume they're male (an assumption that I'd bet so much money is wrong, by the way, given Kawahara's love of limited PoVs that inherently leads to some unreliable narrators), despite them trying to present more fem or androgynous. It was Kirito specifically trying so hard (and failing) to figure out Istar's gender without making assumptions, and we notably don't know Eolyne's thoughts on the matter. He hasn't referred to Istar by anything other than name yet, nor has Istar themselves said anything in that regard yet either. I'm willing to bet that Istar was probably AMAB and is either transfem or some form of non-binary or x-gender as it's often called in Japan.

I feel like someone like this being one of the final antagonists of the series is VERY interesting. Like, the heavy focus on Istar's gender ambiguity paired with them being such a blatant foil to Kirito might actually push Kirito to think about her own gender presentation a bit, and considering the sheer amount of promo art of Kirito dressing fem over the last many years, I feel like Kawahara has an idea of where this will end already. 😁

[dresshistorynerd]

Borderline begging you to not erase the gender non conformity of historical women by applying contemporary lenses of gender roles to them. Gender non conforming women existed then and still exist now. Wearing “men’s clothing” does not make me less of a woman and it’s incredibly insulting to see people in 2024 call women “they” and “he” because they wrote extensively about the misogyny they faced on a daily basis and chose to address and protect against by disguising their female form. Clothing does not a gender make—social roles do. Let’s respect historical women by referring to them correctly—not assuming what they would like to be called these days when we have long since dismissed European invert theory.

I'm assuming you are referring to that historical binder post and specifically this part:

Westner was also buried in men's clothing by their own request.

Firstly, I didn't call Ella Westner "he", not sure why you are implying that. I haven't read much about Westner, but I did try to look quickly if we have any record or second hand information of them talking or writing about their gender. I didn't find it, so I don't know what would be the correct way to refer to them. I referred to them with "them" since that is the pronoun in English language when you don't know someone's gender. By all means if you have any evidence to share how they liked to be referred, do share.

This is for all intents and purposes the same ask I got after my Julie d'Aubigny post so I'm going to link my response here (and the answer to the follow up ask) instead of rehashing the same points all over again. But I will rehash couple of main points since it seems they bear repeating. Firstly, I'm not talking about you, you are not Elle Westner and you have just as little access to her mind as I do. I don't have to assume your gender, you said you're a woman, and certainly I believe nothing you do makes you less of a woman. But I can't ask Elle Westner can I? For most historical people, I think it's fair to assume their gender to be the one assigned to them, but if there is evidence that might suggest otherwise, we should not assume. Of course we should neither assume it's not their assigned gender, it's entirely possible it is, but the possibility should not be discarded that their gender is different.

It's a little silly tbh to say I'm erasing gender non-comforming historical women, when literally in the same paragraph I mention how it was quite common for queer *women* to dress in masculine clothing. This is literally what I wrote:

Queer women and trans masc people, who dressed in masculine clothing, (which was pretty common) also sometimes bound their chests, but unsurprisingly that was not exactly celebrated like drag performances were, so there weren't binders made for queer people specifically.

(I admit I didn't mention the "mannish" feminists, who dressed masculinely, but they rarely bound their chests, and like many of them were queer also.)

What I will not do (even if you borderline beg) is to erase trans masc and non-binary people from history. Assuming all historical queer and gnc people were their assigned gender without extensive evidence to the contrary (for some people no amount of evidence is ever enough) effectively erases all trans and non-binary people from history, since the way gender was talked about, understood and allowed to express, was often so different from our current understanding and usually erased from historical evidence. That is in fact imposing our understanding of gender to historical people. Yes some women did cross-dress in order to escape misogyny, but that's certainly not the only reason people cross-dressed. Especially since many of them, those who couldn't or didn't try to pass, faced even more misogyny for cross-dressing, but they did it anyway because they had other reasons to cross-dress. The reason why cross-dressing can be evidence of queer gender identity (though of course as said, there are other possible reasons) especially in 19th century, is because in their culture the understanding of gender was heavily tied to gender expression. Even today, when gender and gender expression are seem much more as separate things, if you see a person who looks like a woman, but is dressed in men's clothing, you shouldn't immediately dismiss the possibility that they might not be a woman. Yes, they might be a woman who for one reason or another likes to dress in masculine clothing, or they might not be.

You say I shouldn't "apply contemporary lenses of gender roles" to historical queer people, but also that I should in this historical context dismiss sexual inversion theory, which was specifically a Victorian lens (shrouded in scientific essentialist terms) to look at queerness. Sexual inversion theory is not biologically true of course, like it was proposed, but really none of our sexuality and gender categories are. Because while there probably is some biological explanations for our feelings of attraction and towards our bodies (which we haven't really found yet), how we built gender and sexuality categories around those feelings is entirely cultural. So while sexual inversion theory is not relevant today, it is still relevant to understand the historical context, since it was an attempt to explain scientifically their cultural construction of gender and sexuality. And of course the flaw with all these cultural categories is that they can not contain and represent the whole breath of human feelings, and will always leave people out in their explanations, which is obviously true with sexual inversion theory (but also for example our identity based model). But the societal understanding of these things also shape how we understand and frame our own feelings.

So briefly, in 19th century queer identities were emerging (not seen as just behavior anymore) and first queer communities were formed. In the texts of Victorian queer writers the understanding of sexuality, expression and gender are all very fluid. Edward Carpenter (a Victorian gay communist) notably wrote about "the intermediate sex" and "transitional men and women" which he understood as a sort of third gender category. Basically his understanding of queerness was conceptually similar to sexual inversion theory, but he came from a non-medicalizing and queer liberation angle (though like his writings were not entirely free of internalized queerphobia but still very revolutionary for his time). He wrote about this third gender category as a sort of spectrum that goes from feminine men interested in men, and masculine women interested in women, to cross-dressing people and people living as opposite gender. Today we might see these ends of the spectrum as more or less gnc gay men and women and trans men and women, which to him were more or less extreme expressions of the same phenomena. This also aligns with broader Victorian understanding of gender and sexuality, as gnc queer people were generally seen as a separate gender category, often, especially in case of queer men and trans fems, called fairies. As said, certainly not all Victorian queer people would have agreed or felt represented by these ideas, but this does give us some understanding how at least some of the queer and gnc people might have understood their gender.

Maybe I will need to make a full post about how I think gender should be handled and studied in history, so I can just link it to when I inevitably get yet another one of these.

[dailydemonspotlight]

Ianna - Day 187

Race: Lady Alignment: Light-Chaos June 17th, 2025 (Uploaded June 18th, 2025) Happy Pri-demon-th!

Something that's curiously connected quite a bit in many mythologies is war and love. The fact that hate and love are two sides of the same coin is something that has always been seen throughout history, but the associations of battle and love have been a curious connection dating all the way back to some of the most foundational societies we know of, such as the people of Sumer. Whether it be for contrast, such as with Aphrodite being the complete opposite of Athena, or in the case of Inanna, today's Demon of the Day... sometimes, it's both. A warrior goddess who also serves as the mother of the land. Not a mother goddess, though. I'll get into that later.

Inanna could be seen as one of the main deities in the entirety of the Sumerian canon, rising from already having a popular start initially with a rather large cult to becoming the essential head of the entire Mesopotamian pantheon. However, this doesn't begin to explain the fact that she's also one of the most complicated and downright contradictory figures in Mesopotamian canon, if not mythology as a whole. Portrayed in many lights, several of which are completely contrary to several others, she's multi-faceted on the best of days. However, if there's one thing that ties all of these interpretations of Inanna together... it's her very open sexuality.

With that loose thread hanging open, I'll move on to who she actually is. Her origins are commonly contested, with many myths ascribing her different roles; the granddaughter of Enlil is the most common interpretation, with her also sometimes being seen as the daughter of Enki, god of wisdom, or the daughter of Nanna, goddess of the moon (and also wisdom.) Inanna herself serves several roles, each of which were incredibly important, split between several facets: the goddess of war, the goddess of birth, and the goddess of sensuality/sexuality, to name a few. However, Inanna herself didn't seem to bear many, if any, children at all; her role was mostly as an overseer of childbirth and sexuality. And I mean sexuality.

Inanna's identity was highly tied to her sex appeal, and she was less a goddess of fertility and general and more a goddess of... uh, getting it on. Several of her sources are effectively written like Mesopotamian smut, showing her love for being in charge in the bedroom, especially with her husband, Dumuzi, with many passages being warmly written sex scenes. She was meant to be an epitome of sex appeal, and her love for dominance also ties into her other sphere as the goddess of war. Past this, Inanna was also frequently identified with Ishtar, who was more commonly seen as a goddess of war as well.

To add on to all of this, one of Inanna's traits was her ability to effectively change someone's gender. Attested to in some of her own tales, such as a passage in a poem titled Passionate Inanna, she's written as such: ‘To destroy, to create, to tear out, to establish are yours, Inanna. / To turn a man into a woman and a woman into a man are yours, Inanna.’ Not only this, there are records showing that several members of her cult stood outside of the gender binary, such as the statue of 'Ur-Nanshe,' who was a member of this cult who had breasts and an effeminate look, but had a very masculine name.

All of this is to say that the contempt for her design in SMT IV:A is very understandable; it represents next to nothing about Inanna herself, and instead plays up her 'mother goddess' role that she didn't even have outside of being a primary member of the pantheon and being promiscuous. I honestly find her original concept art to be a far better representation of her as a whole, though even it is flawed.

Still, this goddess and her cult does show that non-binary and transgender people have always existed, even in our very first ever civilizations. We're not just a new thing. We've always existed.

[bagerfluff]

But Your Beautiful

Leo Valdez x Non-Binary Half-Blood Reader

Prompt - Accidental Confession

You were sitting next to Leo as he worked on something.

You had no idea what he was working on but you didn’t really notice anyway. You were too busy looking at his face. His curly hair was messier than usual, Leo forgot to take care of himself when he got really busy.

His goggles were sitting right above his forehead, slipping down every once and a while so Leo had to push them back up. Making his hair look even more messy. Leo was covered in soot, making it look like he was a cow.

His tongue also stuck out of the corner of his mouth, something that happened whenever he was really focused. Leo looked incredibly cute like this.

But something confused you.

In all of the time that you knew Leo he never had a partner. He was never in a romantic relationship for all you knew. And Leo told you just about everything. You were one of the only people that would listen.

You wondered if Leo had never got asked to be in one or if he turned every request down. You knew Leo flirted with everyone, he even flirted with you sometimes. But Leo never said he was in a relationship.

So you wanted to ask him.

Leo knew whenever you had a crush or started a relationship, and you wanted to know when Leo had a crush or started a relationship. If Leo didn’t want to tell you that was fine too, but you still wanted to ask. You would never know if you didn’t try.

You also wanted to know something else. You hadn’t been in a relationship in a couple months because you had a crush on Leo. You hoped that asking Leo why he had never been in a relationship might make him confess that he liked you

You knew that probably wasn’t going to happen but it was worth a try. So that's why you found Leo and have been sitting next to him for the last ten minutes, trying to sike yourself up to ask Leo this question.

After a few more minutes of staring at Leo and trying to sike yourself up you decided to bite the bullet. “Hey Leo?” You asked, Leo moved his head up and down, showing you that he heard you and was listening. “Have you ever had a partner?”

You asked with furrowed brows. Leo stopped what he was doing and tensed. You were afraid that you had hit a nerve. But Leo quickly relaxed and went back to his project

Leo shook his head, telling that he did not. Your eyes widened. You were shocked and that fact was evident in your voice when you asked Leo how. Leo shrugged and looked over to you “I don’t know. No one ever asked me” Leo looked at you for a moment before looking back down at his hands.

He didn’t start to work again, he just stared at his hands.

You were still shocked.

Shocked that Leo had never had a partner and shocked about how sad he looked. Leo never looked sad, He always had a smile on his face and had a joke ready. But he just looked defeated.

You wondered if this is how he felt most days, but just covered it up with a smile. “But you’re beautiful,” you whispered. Staring at Leo with a sad smile on your face. Leo suddenly looked up and stared at you.

“What?”

Leo asked and you realized that he had heard you. Leo looked shocked. Like he had just seen a dead person move. You were worried. Leo wasn’t supposed to hear that. But it was too late now. Maybe you should confess.

But what if Leo didn’t like you back, what if this ruined your friendship. Leo was one of your closest friends. No you couldn’t think about that.

This wouldn’t change anything.

Plus you had to know if Leo liked you back. It hurt when you saw Leo flirt with other people. More than any sword to the chest could. “I said”, you scooted closer to Leo and grabbed his chin to make him look you in the eye, “You are beautiful”

You smiled at the blush that came over Leo’s face. “Now. Do you think I could have the honor of being your first partner?” You asked. Leo smiled and nodded. “Of course but I think you should be honored to have me as a boyfriend,” Leo smiled. You shook your head and let go of Leo’s face. Leo smiled at you before going back to his project.

While you stared at him, happy to have the answers to both of your questions. 

[absintheandtextbooks]

Ok so I haven’t posted like a proper potentially controversial deep dive here but I need to say some things about this season of Bridgerton. Before I do here are some qualifiers

1. I am not plus size but I am on the chubby end and wear typically a size large.

2. I come from a long line of people who are plus size

3. I think every comment about Nicola’s weight besides the ones she chose to make without pressure to make them are just simply not our business and pretty shitty

4. I want this to be a discussion this is not a hill I need to die on but I think peoples opinions can change and two things can be true.

Ok here we go buckle up

I was incredibly excited when I saw that the new season of Bridgerton was going to have Polin. It actually is what got me to start watching it in the first place, however I noticed a couple things with “the discourse” happening around the show.

Firstly, people were really excited to see a larger actress as a romantic lead which I agree is fantastic! The second is that these same people were very vocal about the height difference between the two of them. In fact how “tiny” she was in comparison was brought up a lot. I’m sure if this post has stumbled across your page a bunch of those did too.

Like some of the comment pieces on the above Forbes article mention, the media seems to have an allergy to “mixed weight” relationships when the woman is heavier-set or bigger in general than the man. What we talk about less is that height is also a factor. Society doesn’t just want women to be thin, it wasn’t them to be small.

I don’t mean to write about this in a “the tall girl movie from Netflix cringe way” but I think there is a nuanced discussion to be had about how we want women to take up less space and how femininity is tied to being small and delicate.

To me, a 5’ 6” ish queer person I’ve been taller than a lot of girls I’m friends with and a bunch of the men and enby or trans people I know. That, personally, has always made me feel bigger and ganglier and less feminine than the other femme presenting people I’m around. I get automatically stuck in a different category. Gaining weight, however, intensified this feeling. It feels as if I am perceived differently because of the combination of these two factors not just each on their own. Everything around us says it’s ok to be tall if you’re super thin and it’s ok (but less ok than being tall and thin) to be bigger if you’re short and dainty. It feels very conciliatory and condescending like a woman can’t take up space if she wants to be loved.

In Bridgerton, the conversations circling Nicola’s weight and height like vultures prey on this idea. It’s not acceptable just because she’s not sample size and that should be normal but because she’s little next to him even when she’s bigger. She can be a romantic lead because the man they show her to be in a relationship with is still bigger and stronger in different ways.

This also puts pressure on masc presenting people too. They need to be taller and often bigger to be accepted as “masculine or manly” which is its own problem I don’t feel as qualified to write about.

I’m sure this has its own complications for people who are non-binary or trans but I just needed to get this out there because it’s been BUGGING me.

Cheers,

Absinthe

[coolgirl32]

Hephaestus dating HC modern AU

A/n: all right so I hope you all enjoy this also Hephaestus needs so much love to be honest he has worked so hard he needs a vacation from everything and the self-care day but I hope you all know that my request are still open if anybody is interested in requesting blood of Zeus fanfic or any fanfics that I am going to write anyway let's begin.

Literally makes you gifts like he literally handmakes all the gifts that he has gift you for any special occasion like your birthday or an anniversary or a holiday either way all the gifts that he has gotten you he made himself.

You're pretty good at making stuff yourself that's why you always help him with the things he needs in his workshop and you're a really good help with whatever he needs that needs either fixing or building.

He's very self-conscious about himself so please remind this man that he's loved and that you will always love him no matter what.

He's very loyal to you and you're very loyal to him rather that will be romantic or platonic you and him are both loyal to each other and he's very relieved that you're loyal to him as his girlfriend/ non-binary so/ boyfriend.

He's definitely terrified of introducing you to his family because of who they are and their history he's especially terrified of what Aphrodite his ex-wife will do to you she finds out that you two are dating luckily you're there to comfort him in his ups and downs.

Is very incredibly smart when it comes to technology and mechanics and other things that either have a battery in them or things that are house material.

He cannot cook he's good at building stuff and crafting stuff but he's terrible at cooking but he's getting better because you're teaching him how baby steps metaphorically baby steps.

You're basically his therapist and he goes to you for counseling and of course he goes to actual counseling to help with his mental health and for him to be a better person and luckily he has you in his life to help him go through it all.

He knows he's immortal he knows that you're mortal it would break his heart to see you go but he knows he has to spend every waking moment with you and remember all the good times you both had/have.

He is some what thinks about having a family with you but it rarely comes up and when it does come up into a conversation you two are having and you tell him you wouldn't mind having kids with him in the future he felt like he was walking on cloud nine and he felt like there were butterflies in his stomach he was so happy that he hugged you immediately.

You really don't care about his looks you care about what's inside his heart and you care that he is a good person and looks don't matter to you so of course when you tell Hephaestus this he immediately gave you a hug and was filled with tears of joy because he found someone who loved him for him.

A/n: sorry if it's a bit short or long I'm not sure so yeah my requests are still open and I know for a fact that this man needs so much love anyway that's all I have to say.

[nothorses]

Hey this is vaguely related to the conversations you were having and I hope you’re ok with me dropping it in your asks. But when I came out as FTM I felt like I was forced to try and fit into this patriarchal idea of cis manhood by others. Like I couldn’t just be a person with a wide array of interests and desires if I wanted to be a man. Even by like, trans allies and other trans people.

I often see even other trans men using toxic masculinity but trying to be “positive” about it like “you aren’t a man unless you are comfortable in femininity or engage in politics this way” or even “do [blank] for these other marginalized communities” boiled down to “repent for being a gender traitor” IMO.

I feel like this sort of thing is tied to this like “binary vs non-binary” in a tangible way. I’m just not sure and I could be wrong and I’m curious about your thoughts. It’s been on my mind for weeks, these kinds of patterns in trans spaces and discussions and I personally have no conjunctive answer.

I think I understand what you're getting at, and I have definitely noticed this kind of thing in my own experiences and relationship to gender. I identified as nonbinary for as long as I did because I legitimately felt pressured to; I was surrounded by people who felt, and implied, and stressed, that masculinity and manhood were bad things & it was somehow morally superior to be nonbinary instead. I was afraid of being, or being seen as, aggressive and dangerous and morally reprehensible, and identifying as nonbinary felt like the Better Thing To Do.

This isn't, like, unique; Baeddels openly believed that this was the better way to go, and/or that nonbinary people were just Secret Trans Men pretending to be "non-men" in order to "avoid accountability":

Which kind of reinforces the myth that Being Nonbinary Is Morally Superior in and of itself: "trans men are just pretending to be nonbinary because it would make them Better People, but we all know that they can't really be nonbinary" is not actually challenging this assumption that being further from manhood would be morally superior. though denying the fact that nonbinary people can exist at all is still incredibly, disgustingly exorsexist.

this line of thinking didn't just come from this one specific strain of radical transfeminism. radfem ideology as a whole is, imo, more like a pink coat of paint on regular-ass cisheteropatriarchy. I think the ways in which radtransfeminism understand trans men and nonbinary people are incredibly indicative of this; trans womanhood has been sort of half-unpacked, but there are still so many deep anxieties around trans men and (some) nonbinary folks "betraying womanhood" and "infiltrating women's spaces", "mutilating" our bodies, etc.

I mean, it's internalized transphobia. my grandma wants to call me "grey" instead of "greyson" for the same reason that my trans ally lesbian peer wants to use "they/them" pronouns for me instead of "he/him": it obfuscates my connection to manhood, and in many ways, my defiance of the gender binary they're comfortable with. it makes my gender identity sort of "uncertain", and positions me a little closer to womanhood. it's more comfortable for them.

when I did identify as nonbinary and use "they/them", I was consistently misgendered as "female". again, I was being nudged back toward womanhood and the identity that was more palatable for others (including some trans people!). I was being nudged back towards the gender binary.

there is clearly also a trend here of nudging nonbinary people back into the binary in the "other" direction: again, the above example of Baeddels insisting that nonbinary people who were AFAB are "actually" trans men. Truscum often believe the same of dysphoric nonbinary people. Baeddels tended to believe that nonbinary people who were AMAB were "actually" trans women in denial, too. Exorsexism is a hell of a drug.

But yeah, I think you're right; I think the common thread between all branches of transphobia is a desire to protect the gender binary, and I think that necessarily problematizes any idea of a socio-politically "binary" trans person.

It's important to understand how exorsexism is unique beyond that, too; there are still differences between the experiences of trans people who do identify exclusively as one "binary" gender, and trans people who don't. I just think the categories are less perfect and binary (lol) than folks tend to think of them.

[novastar-creations]

What’s this? Another ref sheet for another superhero? Holy shit!! (I swear I have OCs who aren’t DnD characters/superheroes)

Anywaysss, this is River (AKA Gemini), they’re on Leila’s hero team, and they’re a very classic enby shapeshifter who’s still trying to figure out whether they need to buy stretchy fabric to make a costume out of, or if they can just shapeshift their own clothes (unclear). They’re dramatic and gender non comforting and they are annoyingly stubborn to the point where people wonder if it’s a joke.

(Art fight page) personality and other stuff below the cut!

They are into music and painting and will probably never leave the drama club, even once they graduate high school. They like to play tennis and will drop the most random pieces of personal lore into conversation and leave everybody wondering wth just happened. For example, they coached 5 year olds in gymnastics, despite having zero experience.

They can be kinda selfish at times, but they are ultimately well meaning, often acting as a therapist to their friends (before turning around and calling the person they’re consoling a bitch the next moment). They bully people to show affection, yap like all Hail Mary, and are incredibly emotionally intelligent, but truly, at their core, they are a dumbass.

They’re bad at cooking and all of their MESH subjects, they have a PHD in ADHD, and they refuse to take their meds because they think it’ll kill their sparkle (the exact words they used).

As of right now, their costume is literally what they had on under their clothes the day they became a superhero, and they’re comfy, too lazy to change it, and as such, it works for now (except in winter but uhhhh we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it). They have ≈0% fashion sense, despite the fact that they would look absolutely amazing if they just got styled correctly, and consciously chose to grow body hair, because they think it makes them look androgynous (and to their credit, it does).

In terms of labels, they identify the most with demiromantic/sexual, but gender is a bit more complicated for them. They feel as though two spirit describes them the best, but most people don’t know what that means, so they say non binary, which also doesn’t really feel right? They’re not genderfluid per se, but they do feel in a constant state of flux, although that flux is more of an every 2 seconds than every 2 days type thing, and they fluctuate more between abstract concepts linked to gender than actual labels. Perks of being a shapeshifter I guess?

As for powers, they were born a normal human in a rural town, but when they were around 10, they found a weird ominous pit in the woods where tech did not work, and they looked around the inside of the pit for a bit before finding a strange lockbox (like a metal money box, the kind you can buy for pretty cheap and that people use at art fairs to hold their float). Like any self respecting 10-year-old alone in the woods, they broke the lock and took a look inside, where they found a couple of pages of blah blah military shit and a funny green vial. They put the vial in their pocket and started making their way up the pit, before tripping and crushing the vial. Glass cut skin, green got in blood, boom! Shapeshifter. Epic origin story amirite guys?

@bagels-and-cream-cheese333