#/nm mostly

[painyrainy]

"fem giyu fem giyu there shd be more fem giyu fics" IS THAT ALL I EVER HEAR ANYMORE??? WHAT ABOUT FEM SANEMI???

Just admit you like unnecessarly feminising giyu

[ink-wells-and-feathers]

some of you dndads fans need to stop nurse bendy-ing Trudy Trout.

[carlyraejepsans]

One thing I think people forget is that sans probably wouldn’t talk about missing his home and never being able to go back and giving up unless he absolutely felt he had to

with frisk he’s pretty sure that’s the time traveler that could very well end the entire world. He’s trying to reason with em as a someone he’s hoping could be a friend at that point because he’d really rather not have that happen

In geno is IS the end of the world and he’s hoping you’ll realize this is stupid and cruel and reset. It’s not like he’d have this conversation on a random Tuesday with papyrus

yeah agreed, sans goes out of his way to not talk to/with papyrus about their life before the underground. remember the newsletter q&a? (this is more a theory, but judging from their behavior i personally think papyrus is an amnesiac/sans thinks he is, and he's trying to spare him the grief of remembering).

his memories and mementos are stored behind his house for a reason, he's had his realization that he'll never go back already: there's no sense in reopening that wound again if he has an option to avoid the topic.

[skittlesking]

Headcanon for Error?

Error makes friends by invading their couches so he can knit. He goes over to their houses just to use their couches , then they start talking shit together. That is how it usually goes down ( at least with the friends that have houses, which is surprisingly few-)

[pdalicedraws]

It’s been one year since the Nimona movie released on Netflix! Hell of a year; it’s really flown by.

Ages back, I was doing these ‘queer headcanon circles’ where I just drew everybody from something I like with their flags, so hey, why not do another one? It’s not a circle, though. Too many folks.

Nimona means a lot to me. I’m not gonna go too deeply into it, but I feel a hell of a connection to this fluid punk not-a-kid, and both film and comic have come together to buoy me up. Thanks for a year, Nims. Here’s to the next one.

I guess this also suits yesterday's @goldenheart-week prompt of 'pride' in a more cheerful way than the one I actually drew for it? I didn't plan that lol.

(Comic!Ballister is gay and demisexual imo but also the kind of guy who doesn’t feel like wearing specific flags, thus the rainbow badge. The rainbow’s for all of us.)

(m!Ambrosius’s shirt design under the jump bc I’m pleased with it it makes me giggle)

[possuminnit]

idk how much mcyt you wanna do. but femme revbur ..... OR. ALTERNATIVELY draw your favourite plushie in a human form ( or just your favourite plushie )

fun outfits my love my light

[vampiresinforks]

MY FAVORITE TWILIGHT SAGA SCENES (in a very particular order) I. awkward elevator scene

[starry-sophrosyne]

... @toadettely @sopping-wet-cat-wizard y'know, april fools is over, BUT...

"No, what am I saying- That's too mean, I can't do that-" "Fufufu~ But I can~"  (｀▽ ´) // "YOU-" (/｀ᗣ ´ )/

(also for reference bc GUESS WHO CAN PEN- XD /hj /lh /silly):

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(TW: blood/gore, death, car crash incident, graphic imagery)

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S&S: There is a world where Brent never meets Eevee. There is a world where he wakes up one morning, yawning as he rubs his eyes. He'd been somewhat exhausted by his gaming session with "Sofist" last night, not that it was unenjoyable. He gets ready for the day as per usual, nothing out of the ordinary. It's all regular, for now, that is. Walking out of his apartment, he raises an eyebrow at the suspicious amount of cars stuck on the local road. Oh well, a crash of some kind? He shrugs and continues walking down the road. Ducking under some construction, he carefully avoids all the prying eyes and workers, taking his shortcut to the cafe. What he sees when he turns the corner, however? Well..

It's graphical, distraught to say the least. He can see the limb of somebody, splayed across the road in a pool of blood. He winces. Damn? They'd been sloppy setting up the perimeter apparently, blocking it from normal eye-witness view, but not from here. Either way, he couldn't make out too much between the ambulance and the police cars stationed in the intersection.

As for the authorities, he can make out them questioning certain people and speaking into their walkie talkies. Their faces are far away but filled with concern as they discuss with each other. Meanwhile, the paramedics tending to the body on the ground, and.. For some reason, he pauses. It's not in any of his good interests to watch this, to get involved with some random traffic incident of an unfortunate civilian, and yet? Something tugs at him, opposing his normal desire to stay out of conflict and general indifference/apathy. He doesn't know why, why this moment specifically?, but it doesn't.. feel.. weird. It's weirdly urging, instead bringing him to stop in his tracks. As he choicely watches the paramedics ready the body bag, he catches a glimpse of the poor man who had faced the consequences.

His hair was curly, coifs of coffee brown tinged with blood. His facial hair was the same color, and his gaze relaxed. His eyes were partially closed in a stereotypical thought of sleeping, with a glint from the sun revealing his hazed over green eyes, devoid of any brightness. What catches Brent's eye immediately, however, is his bright purple coat. Most of it is soaked with crimson gore, now a dark maroon, but even still. It's such a stand out, he can't help but wonder how the man even got hit in the first place.

After a few more seconds, the guided feeling seems to go away, and he turns his head away from the scene. (Unbeknownst to him, he'd been watching for, comparatively, far longer than a few seconds.) Best to move on, for whatever reason he felt compelled to watch EMTs deal with the body, almost as if he was making sure they would properly take care of him. It was weird, but whatever. He didn't have enough time to stay around and see him get sent off, realizing he was late for his shift. Despite his sudden spike of empathy, it was just another day, just with an unfortunate incident. He prayed for the man though, as he finally set foot onto regular sidewalk. May his soul, and whoever he is, rest in peace, for meeting such an untimely end.

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Walking into the cafe, the door closed behind him with the bell's signature jingle. Vern's head shot up, his face twisted with a hint of concern as he rushed over to Brent, who'd barely placed his bag on the desk before Vern grabbed his shoulders, gripping them firmly and causing Brent to jolt a bit out of surprise.

"Brent! Oh my god, you scared me-" "?" "-I saw the crash nearby, and you- came in a few minutes later than you normally do, and- oh god I'd just thought the worst!" Vern could hardly control himself from his ramble, spilling out his emotions, but he paused when he noticed the rather amused look on Brent's face. Brent only chuckled at him, despite the severity of the situation/his anxiety. Vern gave him a dirty look, but let out a sigh of both relief and annoyance relief, glad to know his friend was okay.

As Vern let go of his shoulders, Brent starting unpacking stuff from his bag. Placing his log sheet and charger down in the little table within the break room, Vern asked:

"Why were you late anyways? You normally show up before I even get here. Did something.. actually happen while you were getting here?" He added tentatively.

"..." He paused, his hands tightening around his laptop, contemplating if it was worth it to tell Vern. About the man he'd seen, eyes hazed over in death, body dull and cold, hair stiff with dried blood. It was something in it of its own right, something that he wished he hadn't seen. But at the same time, the death of this random civilian weighed heavier than it should've in his heart. He didn't know why, but still, maybe it was the sight of his eyes; ones that pierced his soul, staring at him even after passing. They were so.. cold. Almost as if they were blaming, in hatred. His blood chilled, thinking about it all, and a heaviness set in the room. Oh. Man, he'd never felt this way before. He'd just witnessed death, hadn't he? How was he acting like this was all okay?

He held in a sigh, settling for a tight exhale as he shook his head, not looking up from his stuff. No, it was best not to trouble his more emotionally affected friend with his.. issues. Were he to tell Vern, he'd likely become more aggrieved than him. Even still, looking up and noticing Vern's still apprehensive gaze, he feigned a small smile; keeping it up even as he looked back down in the black expanses of his duffel bag, now empty. He couldn't bring himself to meet his eyes. "I'm serious dude, nothing happened. Don't worry about it."

"... Alright, if you say so." The air was thick with tension, the silence being left unbroken. Vern's footsteps were soft as they padded against the tiled floor, the door slowly creaking closed behind him. One last glance behind his shoulder, before he fully shut the door, putting on a smile to greet the guests that had entered the cafe. Meanwhile, the room had become dimmed sightly with the waning sunlight as the light from the cafe dissipated. Brent stared down once more, as if questioning the true morality behind what he'd seen. With a sigh, his shoulder slumped. Sitting down onto the rickety foldable chair, he put his head in his arms, on top of the table. He wasn't ready to go out. Not just yet. Not while the green eyes of someone haunted him. He couldn't just go and pretend everything was okay, even he had no damn idea why the death of some random stranger had messed him up so badly.

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Vern found him struggling to think of positive messages to write atop his orders for the rest of the afternoon. Brent did not come out of the break room for a long time, and even once he did, he was silent as he worked. Nick didn't come in for coffee that day.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

just read the new mutants issue where Charles chose to stay behind in space and my god the juxtaposition between Charles trusting Erik and Erik joining the hellfire club and wondering at his own trust worthiness. I wonder how much of Charles decision was him ultimately trying to avoid the fact that his first class had seemingly betrayed mutant kind and not be willing to face them and how much of it was Dani and Illyana's reaction to him having Karma mind control Illyana. the fact that Illyana was depending on him to ease her mind through limbo and in choosing to stay he forced karma to do it instead, probably fucking up their relationship in the process.

I love him, this is crazy, how much of this is him trying to runaway and how much is this him not trusting himself to fix things and how much is it just him trusting Erik?

i keep trying to put into words my exact thoughts about the sitch but there really is a lot for one issue aintit... oh charles you and your brain...

[iteration-penumbra]

Cotton-candy radiation, delicious!

[fight-nights-at-freddys]

being anti para when attraction to any part of the human body other than the genitalia is considered a paraphilia is funny lol

generally when ppl say they're anti para (especially within the proship community) we're referring to the big 3, and specifically pro-contact paraphiles, tbf

like i think most people agree as long as it isn't harmful (either to the paraphile themselves or to others) it doesn't really matter what you're attracted to.

[hazele-omega]

A challenge for NMS players

I had a thought.

There are over 18 quintillion planets in this game. Those planets make up a LOT of star systems. So there is a decent possibility that at least one of those systems will have planets in it whose colours in the Discovery tab make up/match a pride flag.

This is the challenge. We must locate our homeworlds. We must find the Gay Systems.

[hyperfixated-maybe]

slides into your inbox tmnt12 mikey style. अगर आप भारत में कहीं भी जा पाए, तो कहाँ जाओगे? i’m curious :3

oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh man.

Uttarakhand. Jim Corbett National Park. That man shaped me as a human. As cool as I think it would be to visit a place like Agra or Delhi, I wanna hike around in some MOUNTAINS. In some FOREST. Go to places where I recognize the names and yet have never seen. BRING ME TO THE HIMALAYAN NORTH!!!! I want to re-read Corbett’s books with fresh understanding of what the places that acted as the stage for the stories that shaped me are truly like. I want to see Kedarnath, walk along the Alaknanda, hike in the national parks (Jim Corbett and Nanda Devi if I had my choice), I want to see wildlife I've only ever heard of or seen in photos. Have I ever mentioned that I'm into nature photography? Because I am. Why? Jim Corbett. I want to photograph places mentioned and described in Corbett’s stories and add pages of my own photography to illustrate the words I poured over in my childhood. Jim Corbett instilled in me a bunch of my traits, habits, and hobbies. I love to hike, hunt, photograph, read and write. (I don’t really talk about hunting much on here cuz well… this is Tumblr. Most of my mutuals are from cities and don't really get it. For the record, I hunt to fill my freezer during the winter when we don’t have the garden to provide extra food for us. I hold the utmost respect for every animal whose life I have ended.) I keep a travel journal that I'd give anything to add my experiences in Uttarakhand to.

This morning I was treated to one of the most stunning sunrises I've ever seen. Jim Corbett once said *you see me reach over to my copy of The Jim Corbett Omnibus that sits on my bedstead and flip to the correct page in mere seconds* this: “Everyone who has eyes to see a sunset—and the number, as you might have observed, is regrettably few—thinks that the sunsets in his particular part of the world are the best ever.” I'd like to see one of these sunsets top the sunrise I saw this morning.

(This horridly grainy photo does it no justice. You can’t watch it through clouds of your own breath, you didn't witness in awe as it began a searing red light at the edge of those clouds near the horizon, nor could you watch as the sky got lighter and the colors mellowed and spread into a soft peach pink blanket overhead.)

As I watch the sun rise in my own home, I'd love nothing more than to see the sun set over mountains someone else loved equally.

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Found

After some thinking I decided to write this little thing :3

I was thinking between this drabble and one that was about Dream and decided to go for this one.

Mostly because the timing for later in the series is just so much FUNNIER if this one is done first. (you guys will understand later)

First Drabble and original prompt by @spotaus Prev Drabble Next Drabble

No beta and no edits. We jsut going.

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Killer sighs as he rubs the sweat of his skull. You would think it is cooler now than the summer but it hardly matters when you are physically active.

Ugh. He hates cleaning duty.

Still he looks around the area he is cleaning up and grins proudly. They had realised that the decliding cliff was facing the south meaning it had so many sun hours.

Horror had offered they could grow grapes using the cliff side and because those where plants that liked to climb up they could use the vertical area to create more space!

Also leaving the flat area for them to do soemthing else with. Killer had been thinking about trying to convince the others to agree to animals but he may need to plead a bit more for that idea.

Still he looks over at Cross nad Horror, both are setting up trellises along the side to help start to grow. All preparation work for their first season of course.

Tehy hadn't quite decided what they would make of the grapes, maybe even just sell the grapes themselves. But they will figure it out. Killer had offered the obvious wine but he hadn't been too excited about it himself. Seemed like a bad idea to make wine when you have a babybones running around.

Even so. Tehy aren't in a hurry. They first need to manage to grow some to begin with.

Killer stretches his limbs when he hears a strange sizzle. Killer blinks and looks back up the side of the cliff before looking at Cross and Horror confused. Both looking up themselves as they no doubt heard it as well.

They assend their, newly repaired, stairs and get to their normal area. It looks fine but Dust is also out and looking around wiht a frown on his face.

Killer gets to his side "Ngihtmare?"

Dust hums "in the nest. Sleeping with his bat." he looks around again and shoots Killer a look "sound?"

Killer shrugs, he has no idea. Cross shoots upright as he looks up "oh no..."

Killer looks up himself and feels himself freeze. becuase he knows those glitching effects. The sizzling gets louder and with the sound of ripping fabric the very universe opens up.

Moment later a figure they all know appears.

Error blinks as he looks around before spotting them. He huffs annoyed "hello abominations. I am looking for your boss." he looks around and frowns "Why are you in this dump?"

Killer freezes. Waht do they do?! Normally it was Nightmare who contacted Error about things he wanted or shifts or jobs or anything. Error coming to them?! Unusual! Also! How the fuck?!

Killer huffs as he crosses his arms "We are busy. How did you even find us here?" Did they leave traces? Did they mess up? Do they still need to move around again?!

Error looks smug as he jumps down from the roof and lands in front of them soundlessly "I obviously looked into the code of the multiverse, antivoid and void."

Killer feels a part of him relax. While most of them can in someway check a universe's code. Checking the code of the multiverse itself is a skill only Error can reliably do.

Error looks very annoyed as he crosses his arms "Do you ahve any idea how long it took me to find you? It is so annoying! Now. I got to talk business with nightmare. Where is that octopus?" he looks around.

Dust growls and glares at him "leave."

Error blinks and tilts his skull "Since when do you talk?"

Dust keeps glaring "Nightmare doesn't want to see you. Leave. You are not welcome."

Killer must admit Dust has guts but also Dust not the time!

Killer tries to nudge Dust further back but Dust refuses to move from his spot. Oh shit.

Error glares at Dust "You dare try and get in my way? The destroyer!?" he chackles as he raises a hand. Strings slowly appearing in the air "I will show you what happens if you do. Now. How about you-"

"Wait!"

Killer feels his skull freeze as he looks at the door. Oh no.

Error frowns and turns before looking confused at Nightmare. A large error sign in Error's sockets as he just stands there frozen. Nightmare doesn't say a word but just keeps looking at the other god.

Error blinks and slowly turns to Killer and points over his shoulder "you abominations made a tiny abomination?" Error looks utterly confused.

Killer almost wants to laugh at that notion but he just isn't sure what to say. What can he say to make Error leave them be? More importantly what can he say that would keep Error from telling everyone about what he saw here? Where could they even go if Error can just check the code of the multiverse to find them!?

Before Killer cna say anything else Nightmare takes a step closer. A very panicked sound leaves Cross before he just sprints by Error to stand between him and Nightmare. Keepign his arms spread in front of Nightmare as a living shield.

Error frowns at him and studies Nightmare.

Nightmare gulps before he has that same tiny grumpy stubborn look on his face that Killer just adores. Nightmare huffs as he crosses his arms "What? I thought you wanted to talk?"

Error stares and then he takes a step back "what the fuck?"

Killer mutters it before he cans top himself "language" look they all had just been trying to fix their own cursing a bit but it is habit for all of them.

Error dismisses him as he takes a step closer. Cross summons a weapon and growls at Error "Not a step closer. you can talk from a distance."

Error rubs his sockets. Stares at Nightmare. Rubs his sockets again. Stares at Nightmare again. Then he calls up the code screen for this universe. Looks at Nightmare again. the he looks at Killer and just mutters "What?"

Well would you look at that. Aparently even the destroyer hadn't seen everything in the multiverse.

Dust takes this chance to get to Ngihtmare as well and pick him up. he huffs "What is wrong? You are acting like you have never seen a child before."

Error stands there before waving at Nightmare "That is Ngihtmare! The Nightmare?!"

Horror just crosses his arms and raises a brow "so?"

Error blinks and the error messages around him get a bit worse before he waves at Ngihtmare again "So!? Since when is he a child?!"

Killer grins himself even if his soul pulses quickly. He makes a show of leaning against one of their new fenches "I mean. For a while now. Since his birth. Then again his age was frozen when he corrupted so..." he shrugs.

Error stares at him "No?! He wasn't a child?! He was... You know! Adult? dripping goop and tentacles?! Remind you of anything?!"

Killer raises a brow and shrgus "yeah. Turns out? Not an adult. Just a babybones with magical god apples making a corruption shield around him and temporarily giving him the body he needed to do his god thing." Killer figures it is fine to tell Error. Error will be able to find out anyway and honestly they don't need Error being mad at them for lying.

Error stares at him. Looks back at Ngihtmare. then looks back at Killer for a moment "you aren't shitting me? You are fucking serious?"

Killer sends him a look "dude. seriously. there is a six year old here. Try to not swear." he shrugs and walks over to join Cross and Dust, and Horror for that matter. Killer continues speaking as he walks "It is hardly needed to curse the whole time."

Nightmare shoots him a look and mutters "hypocrit."

Killer grins "you know my tiny boss!" he grins and pokes the tiny cheek. Nightmare looks away embarresed and flustered. mh... weird.. normally he doesn't mind the poking...

Error frowns as he looks to the side before looking at Nightmare "So what now? No goop?"

Ngihtmare glances at Error for a moment before nodding. It takes him a bit to find the right words. Nightmare still speaks softly but with how quiet it is his voice still seems loud "I... I am sitll a god... I think... Just not of balance anymore. I can't do stuff with that anymore..."

Error stares at them for a moment. looks around the area. Then looks down thinking. there is a small loading bar showing his thought process.

It hits full and he straightens "well... I am leaving." he turns to the side adn starts to mess with a coding window again.

Killer frowns "That is it?!"

Error pauses and shrgus "obviously? I was looking for Nightmare, you know, king of negativity and god of balance and all that sh-... stuff..." he glances at them before looking back at the window "Nightmare isn't that anymore. So I will have to figure something else out."

Cross looks anxious as he steps forwards "No one can know! If they know...." he rubs his hands "Just... please..."

Error pauses again and shrugs "Don't see the point in sharing. After all. He isn't the god of negativity. And when people ask about him they want to find the gooped up bas- guy who had all powerful magic and abilities... Why give them the location of a child and his group of babysitters?" and Error disappears through a portal.

A long silence.

They... are fine?

That... that was pretty much him saying he wouldn't tell anyone right?

Like... They are good?

Killer glances at the others and they all share slightly unsure looks. Nightmare however looks at where Error disappeared.

Nightmare just stares before getting a very tiny grin as he hides his face a bit and mutters "he is cool..."

Killer freezes. Nightmare's tiny blush. the embarresment. the way he tried to looks tough and controlled and cool... before when Ngihtamre always searched Error out. The fact Nightmare was always very willing and easy about helping Error even if it hardly helped his own goal.

No.

No absolutely not!

Killer turns to Nightmare and makes him look at him. Ngihtmare huffs and looks annoyed while Killer stares at him "No."

Dust shoots him a look "Killer what are you even saying-"

Killer continues as he stares at Nightmare "No. No crushing on Error. I don't care he is technically the only other god who was nice to you or was understanding about your work. You are not allowed to have a crush on him. He is dangerous and crazy and you can do so much better."

Ngihtamre has a lsightly panicked look on his face as he looks away and mutters "I don't... he is jsut..."

Cross blinks before laughing "Killer calm down. It is just a little crush. Kids have those all the time."

Killer shakes his skull "Nightmare will evnetually grow up again!" may take them ages or not. Hell they don't know how gods grow up but still! Killer isn't allowing it! No way! He looks back at Ngihtmare "You are too young and too tiny to even think about liking others like that so stop that. And even if you do start thinking like that WHEN you are an apropriate age! You aren't allowed to like him because he is crazy and you deserve so much better!"

Horror chuckles "what is the appropriate age?"

Killer's mind blanks before he answers "When he is thirty! Physically! AT LEAST!" and even then Killer isn't sure about it.

Cross snorts "you aren't even thirty... physically."

Killer huffs "And I am a bad example. We don't do what i do." he stares at Ngihtmare.

Nightmare just looks down embarresed before pushign his face back into Dust's shoulder.

Killer will accept that answer for now. But maybe he will need to look through the stuff they have. Clearly no romance novels or movies are allowed anymore. He will have to check it all. Honestly what are those people thinking?! Showing romance to such young minds!

Cross snorts and leans closer to Dust "Somehow I did not expect Killer to be the anti-date parent. Yet here we are."

Dust hums "same. expected it to be me."

Horror chuckles as he leads them back inside.

They still remain watchful and pack some emergancy bags. If they notice even the tiniest sign that their location is compromised they are leaving. They give Crop and update and ask him to watch out as well.

But..

Nothing happens.

Not even a peep.

Nothing.

days go by and they slowly start to relax and get into their own rhythm again. Cleaning and repairing stuff. Getting ready for the next spring and talking with some town folk.

Today is a day that Killer, Dust and Nightmare are just laying in their nest watching an old western movie on the repaired tv, thank you Dust.

It is nice and calm untill.

sizzling.

Killer shoots upright and a small portal opens up. only for a black skeleton hand to drop something through it before it closes again.

It had fallen right in Nightmare's lap and Ngihtmare blinks confused at the small hastly packed present.

Dust looks over his shoulder and a check later and it seems fine. Dust nudges Nightmare and Nightmare first opens the small card.

Killer leans close and reads wiht them.

It is just a card saying 'so he knows which side to aim towards when he grows up.'. Which, weird.

Nightmare blinks at it before opening the present and he lets out a tiny gasp.

Killer stares as he sees a small woolen doll octopus. It is bright purple with a tiny grumpy face on it.

Nightmare feels the plush carefully as he stares at it with pure awe. A tiny purr starts to leave their baby bones.

Killer is going to have to make plans in advance to make sure that WHEN Nightmare is a teen he doesn't try and hang out with Error. Killer will also have to figure out how to successfully threaten a god.

On his 'to do' list it goes.

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Also Also

Error finds them

gang: *panic*

Error leaves again because whatever but leaves a little plush for Nightmare.

Gang: ... okay.

Nightmare hugging the plush: I did always think he was real cool... *slightly wishful stare*

Killer realises baby has a first crush: ... *PANIC TIMES FIVE* absolutely not!

[suitcase-lightbulb]

Whats the hotel like? Who are your friends there other than Fan, Test tube, and Paintbrush? And have you ever heard of other shows like inanimate Insanity (Bfdi, Animatic Battle, ITFT, ETC)

aw man, I mizz ze hotel, I'm not gonna lie. But y'know, being in a whole different univerze kinda meanz ya can't be zere. Wizh I could tell ya!!

I dunno about Zuitcaze, but I zink I'm friendz with moztly everyone. Itz impozzible to mention juzt one!! [ Zuitcaze haz to be one of 'em tho ]

And ooooh, zere'z a couple cool zhowz zat aren't ii. Can't remember ze namez for ze life of me. Did you know zat we are actually part of a new zhow right now?? [ very confuzing tbh, zeeing az uz, az objectz, aren't a real zing ]

I haven't watched zem myzelf but i know zey exizt!

[lovinglin]

you should actually tell me this because im soso curious abt your masc presentation :D which f/o (any dynamic as well, /rom, /plat, /fam) in particular (or if it applies to all, awesome!!) sometimes throws some masc terms at you?? and what are those terms too? :3 pls tell im sooo so curious

(also btw kuya lara think about that oooo kuya lara AAOUUU WIWIWIWIWI) my familials calling u kuya lara wdyd

JUMPS AROUND LIKE A FLEA FROM THIS ASK HIHIHII 🥹🥹🥹 okay so there's only like... a few inserts of mine where my f/o's can refer to them in masc terms bc I haven't branched out much in my masc side until recently, but lemme ramble still!!!

The 3 inserts in question of mine are Lara (fnfsona), Lynelle (pokepasta) and Liam (TSP)!

🎨 Starting off with Lara !!

I haven't drawn her yet in a more masc image but considering she's just me but cooler- the old art above can still work HSJAHDJSHD

OKAY SO, first off, Pico's definitely one of the first to witness her being more openly expressive with her masc identity. I feel like she was very hesitant at the start but after being surrounded by a really supportive group of people (basically my fnf f/o's), she becomes a lot more open abt it

Lara can shapeshift☝️ she's an angel, ofc she can HSJAHDJSH so she tries playing around with physically altering her body to a more masculine one. She doesn't look too different but there are definitely still some small differences

^ Pico is quite surprised at first to witness this, but he welcomes it nonetheless ("thank fuck I'm bi"). He becomes pretty flirty with her bc of it, mostly as a way to show that he doesn't rlly mind whatever gender Lara takes form in and supports it wholeheartedly

Calls her by your typical masc terms: handsome, pretty boy, mr., sir, boyfriend, you know the drill. But when it comes to pronouns, Lara personally doesn't mind being called by he/him, but tends to default back to she/her still bc it's what she's used to. It doesn't remove or lessen her masc identity tho! (Pronouns ≠ gender type scenario)

The same goes for the others (my platonics basically)! I like thinking that Nene would start calling Lara "king" more often too, being her number one hype girl she is HSJAHDJSHD

Overall, they'll be helping her play around and try stuff out to help her branch out more with it!!

🍬 Next is Lynelle !!

I'm answering your last question here and it's if anyone in your or my familials call me kuya or brother, I'm gonna die instantly, next question /lh /pos HSKAHDJAHDJS

OKAY BUT NELLYYYY... I've only created him recently but I am So Severely attached to them already. They're so gender they are SO 🩷🩷🩷

First person comes to mind is Rainbow and I'm sure she doesn't mind referring to them as her brother. Lynelle is a lot more fluid in their identity and doesn't mind whatever still anyway

Really, just call her whatever- he doesn't personally have a preference with the terms!

Will say tho, I've thought about this as a silly but it feels a little fitting and comforting so I might make it canon but... Nel is AMAB who transitioned to appear more gnc! Not too familiar still with the exact terms but I think that describes it best :)

📌 Lastly we got Liam !!

You're probably already really familiar with him but I'm gonna ramble still abt him HSKAHDJAHD Liam is (I think) one of the first few inserts of mine that borders on the masc identity fully

I mean- he strictly uses he/him! Even despite his slightly feminine appearance, he's still very much so a guy LOL, and Stanley and Narry perceive of him as such

Likes being referred to with typical masc term, I'm sure that much is obvious. And his partners very much so oblige with it. He still does like playing around with his identity still tho! But tends to stick to a more masc one

Another silly ☝️ I've only said and done this once but... ftm Liam is canon in my book, thank you for coming to my ted talk 🙏 HAJAHSJAHS

Some extras and special mentions would be Rhayne! My Eddsworld OC :) She's mostly a demigirl and presents pretty feminine, but doesn't mind being complimented or referred to with masc terms (specifically mr. or sir)

Another would be Aurora! Another Genshin Insert of mine. The same scenario as Rhayne basically with being more inclined to the feminine identity but doesn't mind being referred to in masc terms (in fact- she probably encourages it!)

Last but not least... uhm, I haven't mentioned this insert before and he's only existed in my brain but- he's another Genshin Insert (god there's so many of them) in the works that's... in a poly and mostly masc presenting AHAHAHA YEAH THAT'S IT