#I wanted to include as many baseball things you'd talked about with me or on tumblr as I could

[robindaydream]

Love

artfight attack for Thistle and Seal (featuring Chuck the cat) for @bananasmores

[chocobothis]

5 OTP Songs

I was tagged by @aceghosts and @whateverthefuckyouwantiguess to share five songs for my OTPS. Since I saw other people including lyrics I’m absolutely jumping on that part too. Because I am nothing if not a giant fucking sap. I’m doing four ships including breaking down some polyships into smaller parts.

Tagging: @thebisexualmandalorian, @thebubbledragon, @heavensong, @thuriweaver and anyone else who wants to do this! Seriously, anyone not tagged that wants to jump in please do so. Because I adore OTPs and songs about them.

Y’all don’t know this but you are so proud this isn’t like 50%+ Taylor Swift.

PelnaVren (Pelna Khara x Vren Avitus)

(They’re my darlings from FFXV, my fandom before Resident Evil took over, and I am forever going to be in love with how in love they are. Literally, he’s Vren’s very first love so there’s such a sweetness to it no matter how many years pass. He calls her “Sunflower” as a pet name. Vren’s so much light that flowers may as well grow toward her. It’s at odds with someone born only “half-alive”. Her strongest type of magic is also lightning.)

Sunflower, Vol. 6 - Molly Tuttle

Sunflower, my eyes want you more than a melody

Let me inside, wish I could get to know you

Sunflowers sometimes keep it sweet in your memory

I was just tongue-tied

-

Wondering headshake, tired eyes are the death of me

Mouthful of toothpaste before I got to know you

Line By Line (feat. Karen Morris)

Love's too big for a love song

If I tried to sum it up I know I'd get it wrong

-

Four chords, three minutes, you'd never fit in it

So I just take you line by line

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life

-

Like I'm still not convinced that I won't be too much for you someday

Ready To Love -KSHMR

I hope this will last forever

You are more than just a phase

Your smile brings me out the darkness

You are all I need tonight

-

Flowers hanging in the window

Match the color of your eyes

Dancing in a ball of fire

Each move with no compromise

I can't live the same without you

Your heart makes me come alive

You bring joy through all the sadness

Let's not do it unless it's done right

Favorite T-Shirt (Acoustic) - Jake Scott

I been sittin' here tryna figure out

What did I do right to be with you right now?

-

You were kissin' my neck, you were makin' me nervous

And none of our friends would believe it

You were puttin' your hands up under my shirt

Makin' fun of the way I was breathin'

-

And you look so good it hurts

In my favorite T-shirt

Electric Love - Paravi

Baby, you're like lightning in a bottle

I can't let you go now that I got it

All I need is to be struck (Oh)

By your electric love

Brightfield (Claire Redfield x Nico Bright)

(When Nico was younger Claire saved her from a zombie; Nico had survived everything up until that final one. It wasn’t a special zombie, just a generic human one, at the edge of the camp zone but she was so tired that when she fell, she thought that was it. Nico was in love with her a little then but didn’t figure that out until several years later. Her flipping love into a religious/holy experience is trying to rewrite the religious traumas of her youth; the fire and brimestone and homophobia that told her she’d go to hell for loving a woman. There was some agonizing on Claire’s part before they got together because Age Gap. But, then it ended up being so, so worthy.)

Haunt You (feat. chloe moriondo) - X Lovers, chloe moriondo

Loved you from the first time that I saw you

In the kitchen with your hair under a baseball cap

Couldn't find the words to say one single thing

Oh, I never knew someone could make me fall like that

-

Now I can't picture my lifе

Without you by my side

Can't let you go

I'll nevеr let you go

Cherry - FLETCHER, Hayley Kiyoko

And your voice real low when you talking to me

You're saying something and I'm thinking one thing

Your lips when you bite 'em like this

And I'm blushing real hard, got me moving my hips

You're across from me and it's hard to breathe

-

You're such a dream, I'm dying to see

Oh, if it's real, if it's sweet, if you taste just like a

Cherry

Bubbly - Colbie Caillet

I've been awake for a while now

You've got me feelin' like a child now

'Cause every time I see your bubbly face

-

The rain is falling on my window pane

But we are hiding in a safer place

Under covers staying dry and warm

You give me feelings that I adore

-

It starts in my soul

And I lose all control

When you kiss my nose

The feeling shows

'Cause you make me smile

Baby, just take your time

Now holdin' me tight

religion (u can lay your hands on me) - Shura

We've been talking on the telephone for hours at night

Whilst I've been thinking about kissing you

I wanna consecrate your body, turn the water to wine

-

It could be LA, it could be Heaven

If you're an angel, can I be your God?

You in all your glory, it's not confession

Baby, don't apologize

Fall Into Me - Forest Blakk

The day that I met you

The world had just spit me out

On my way to the bottom

Sure I'd never be found

-

Fall into me

And I'll catch you, darlin'

We'll dance in the street

Like nobody's watching

It's just you and me

-

I'd fall for you twice

If that's what you wanted

I'd give you my lifе

From now till forever

I'm falling in love with you

Ovеr and over again

Cleonight (Claire Redfield x Leon Kennedy x Nico Bright)

(They were independently together with each other before Claire was the one to go, “Hey, we’re already all dating each other...what if we just all dated as a unit?” Because the other two would’ve continued on like the dumbasses that they are without bringing it up. Leon’s got a lot of self-worth issues for many reasons. I add religious trauma as one of them. So, I think he also tends to view love as this thing he kind of doesn’t deserve because it’s holy. Claire and Nico work to correct him.)

Daylight - Shinedown

I was diagnosed with a fear of getting too close

Had to tell the ones I love I was on the ropes

I'm not the only one whose life's been pulled apart

-

You saved my life, not once but twice

You keep me free from falling

You saved my lifе, make it all alright

When I don't feel like talking

You makе sure I always see the daylight

ANGELS - Chase Atlantic

Calling on my angels (Ooh, yeah)

It's getting darker and I'm starting to get anxious (Ooh, yeah)

-

Pleasure and pain feel the same to me (Same to me)

I lost my faith, but I still believe there's something (Oh, yeah)

Blood in my eyes made it hard to see (Oh)

I went out searching for an angel then you came to me, my darling

Cloud 9 (ft. Tegan and Sara) - Beach Bunny & Tegan and Sara

I don’t wanna seem the way I do

But I’m confident when I’m with you

-

But when they love me, I feel like I’m floating

When they call me pretty, I feel like somebody

Even when we fade eventually to nothing

You will always be my favorite form of loving

Holy - Zolita

Worship your body as you walk my way

You're the only one who can make me pray

I fall at your feet, your breath defined

And underneath my skin's an intrinsic shrine

-

I love you most, but I'm not worthy

I'll give my soul, sacrifice me

Cause your love is holy

-

I'd rather drown in your ocean

Than wither on the shore

Undying devotion, feel you in my core

Veneration, this faith's got me high

Nothing without you, live for you till I die

Till I die, till I die, till I die, till I die, till I die...

Better Man - 5 Seconds of Summer

New friends again and again, gone when the morning comes

Demons I tried to defend, but I couldn't get enough

-

Fading away, fading away

Wake up to someone with nothing to say

I'd never change, thought I'd never change

Then you come and change it all

-

With your love, your love

I'm a better, better man

-

Wrapped in your arms, I swear

I'd die for your love, your love

Briveira (Carlos Olveira x Nico Bright)

(They met through Claire, Chris, and being coworkers at TerraSave and absolutely did not mean to fall in love. They were just friends for a while which was more than enough. He calls her “Dandelion”, she calls him “bear”, and life was totally good. She was this little bright patch that showed up about 9 months after Jill “”died”” that made things a little easier. She even reminded him of a Jill a little; that Fire, Call to Action, Integrity, Intelligence, and Stubbornness. Also the tendency to just pick locks. It was something (beyond age) that had him agonizing over loving Nico romantically; was he loving Nico in her own right or as this replacement for Jill and a redo to keep her safe? The answer, according to Nico, is that he worried for nothing and she’s thrilled when he finally made a move. So was Claire who got to watch her delightful girlfriend pine over him. It was both cute and disgusting at how confusedly in love she was.)

Sunflower, Vol.6 - Harry Styles

I couldn't want you any more

Kiss in the kitchen like it's a dance floor

I couldn't want you any more tonight

-

I don't wanna make you feel bad, but I've been trying hard not to act a fool.

Lover - Taylor Swift

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear

Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?

-

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out and take me home

-

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my

Lover

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

All's well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be over-dramatic and true to my

Lover

-

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

And at every table, I'll save you a seat

Little Things - One Direction

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind, it was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me…

-

Oh it's you

They add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things

-

If I let you know I'm here for you

Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh

Heartbeat - Carrie Underwood

And tonight, I wanna drive so far, we'll only find static on the radio

And we can't see those city lights and I love the way you look in a firefly glow

Saying everything without making a sound

A cricket choir in the background, underneath a harvest moon

Standing on your shoes in my bare feet

Dancing to the rhythm of your heartbeat

-

I wanna feel you holding onto me and make me hold my breath

You pull me closer, my head on your shoulder

Baby, we won't need a song

We'll make a fallen star wish, one more slow kiss

johnny & june - Zachary Knowles

They say finding love shouldn't be hard

That's when I knew, that's when I knew

I can't believe it's been like seven years

-

So let's writе a story about what we do

I'll be your Johnny and you'll be my June

We'll last forever like superheroes do

Yeah, let's write a story, let's write a story

About me and you

[sainadazai]

Chapter 1

Welcome to U.A highschool!

How you got in, you had no clue, but you were thrilled none-the-less as you approached the large building on the first day of school. See, compared to the others at your entrance exam, you hadn't really stood out.

It was a really tough time considering your whole life was spent getting ready for that moment, but you truly underestimated the people you were up against.

One boy, was flying around on burst of fire, knocking out robot after robot, and you were knelt on the floor still disassembling your first one. Throughout it you couldnt stop comparing your own skills to everyone else's, and everyone else seemed better.

So it came as a huge suprise when a hologram of all-might himself announced that you had been scored second place out of all the applicants. Coming in at 68 points. Maybe the stress kept you from actually counting how many robots you had rendered immobile, or completely turned to mush.

After thinking about it, the test really had been catered to your quirk, you were bound to succeed. Quirk- metal shift vs a ton of robots? Why had you been so worried?

The confidence boost from your score led you to this day, a prideful glint in your eyes as you marched through the halls of U.A. trying to find your class.

Rounding a corner, the sight of a large door with 1A on it met your eyes. Why had the door been so tall? Would there be giants in your class? Is that even a quirk that exists?

So many questions circled your mind, as well as excitement. See, spending your earlier years training all the time had really impacted your social life, or lack-there-of. Being busy means no friends, being a nerd means no friends, being cocky means, you guessed it- no friends.

A hero school had to be different, though. Everyone here would understand the need to focus on work, theyd just be able to work together with you. Opening the door, your face held excitement for the possible friends on the other side. Excitement to have conversations with people, instead of your cat, mochi.

What you didnt account for was how scary it would be for somebody who spent the last 16 years being friends with a cat, to talk to other girls. Or boys. Or anyone.

"Hi, my names mina ashido! I saw you at the exam. Your so cool!"

There she was, a pink skinned girl with beautiful curly hair shaking around in an afro as she spoke. Her black and yellow eyes shiny and focused on you. She had you cornered between her well-toned body and the door, jumping around and advancing.

It must've been years since anyone but your mom had called you 'cool'. Must have been months since another kid innitiated conversation with you. Were you meant to know what to say? Were you supposed to be sorry? That was ussually what you said when people confronted you like this at your old school.

A smile was spread across her round cheeks, so she must not be upset with you. Was it an upset smile? Well, best to just apologize and wait to talk to someone more calm.

You tried to tame your wide eyes and flustered stance before looking the ground and muttering an apology.

Little did you know how her face dropped in confusion at the interaction. She had just wanted to make friends after all. Mina had really not understood the apology either, sure that she had definitely given you a complement.

However a green haired boy entered the room and she was quickly distracted.

A new problem arose now. Where to sit? The plan to be friendly and extroverted had taken a fatal plumet, so in the old y/ns nature, you settled at the seat closest to the back. A boy with dual colored hair sat in the desk next to you, looking fairly unbothered by the other students.

Assuming this wasn't on purpose, you figured you'd try again with the friends thing. So after setting your bag down and sitting quietly in your seat. Allowing the ruffles of your skirt to become even more-so.

"Uhm, hi?" You tilted your head at him, in question with yourself.

His eyes lifted from what he was reading to see if he recognized you, when he didn't they returned to his book. Staring only a side glance.

Well there goes your big ol ego from the exam results. Guess you'll take a jump back into the sea of self doubt.

You slumped sadly in your seat, the boy was quite pretty, hair vibrant red and shining white. Pale skin, all over except for a large scar over his eye. You wondered if it hurt? Or was it old enough to just be a painful memory? Was it even a scar, it could be a birthmark?

Thoughts circled your head like that often, you were just always so curious. How could you not be curious when you knew so little?

Shifting uncomfortable in your seat, and relentlessly shraightening your uniform you caught on to the other conversations in the room.

A mean looking boy sat with his feet on the desk, while another frantically told him to stop. It was quite the funny scene, you even found yourself smiling at it. How can it be so easy for them, you wished you had maybe taken more time to read on social dynamics before applying here.

Maybe you could read more about it when you got home? I'd be nice to interact like that some day.

A green haired boy looked very flustered as he spoke with a female classmate. Everyone seemed to be in the class, you counted 20 people.

"If your just here to make friends then you can pack up your stuff now"

I looked all around me but couldnt tell where that deep voice came from. Must be an authoritive figure, or else why would he threaten our places here?

Still not finding the origin of the voice, it spoke again.

"Welcome to U.A.'s hero course.." The monotone of it was quite jarsh, but the voice was soothing in a way. Deep and rumbley and soothing? Your thoughts were getting ahead of you, really.

Then, over by the entrance, a yellow caterpillar stood up and unzipped itself. Wait, what?

Out stepped a black haired man, dressed in a long sleave shirt.

"It took eight seconds for you to shut up, thats not gonna work. Time is precious."

He completely dropped his shell of yellow to the floor.

"Rational students would understand that."

Four students stood right in front of the man, shock and disbelief on their faces. Why hadnt they realized he is our teacher? Are they dumb? If so, how'd they get into U.A.?

From the way he refered to us and his assertive tone, he must be the teacher. Thats also made obvious by our current lack of teacher, him being the only adult in the room. What was that yellow thing though?

"Hello, Im shota aizawa, your teacher."

Yes, you knew that. However, it seems everyone surrounding you was taken aback by this. All simotaneously gasping at his statement.

"Right, lets get to it, put these on and head outside" he held up a p.e. uniform, clear enough instruction.

So students shuffled around to grab uniforms and head to bathrooms til we all made it outside.

-

"What!? A quirk assesment test!?" The whole class question, too loudly for your liking.

However you did question on the inside. It would make sense your teacher wanted to scope your abilities now, that way progress could be measurable. It would also help him know what he is working with.

A squeaky voiced girl worried about missing orientation, but you were dreaming that anyway. You wanted to be a hero, and it wasnt allowed to use your quirk elsewhere. So this was possibly the best start to the day.

"You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives, but you never got to use your quirk before."

Bold of him to assume. You hadn't actually learned that cheating was bad until the age of 10 so, until then, you used your quirk for everything. Cheating tests included, but it would be fun to see how this played out.

The faces around you were all focused and stiff, ready for whatever task this would present. The dual haired boy being amongst those stiff faces, but his seemed almost bored. He didn't really act like he wanted to be her at all.

That made you mad, why even come if you don't wanna be here? Its so hard to get in here, and there were other people like you out there, who have wanted this since they were born. He would waste a spot just so he could be bored?

"Bakugou, you managed to get the most points on the entrance exam," Mr.Aizawa adresses that boy you were worried about.

You remembered his face, how he was beating you so fluidly the whole time. However, if he scored highest, your only one rank below him. Hope he is a strong competidor for first, so it'll be all the more glorifying when you take that spot from under him.

"What was your furthest throw with a softball, when you were in junior high?"

"67 meters i think..."

"Right. Try doing it with your quirk. "

-

"Anything goes, just stay in the circle. Go on, your wasteing our time."

"Alright man, you asked for it.." He stretched his arms, confidence written all over his face.

What a fun rival, if only you could actually speak with him. If this is what all of you will have to do, not sure how succecful you can be. You quirk is awesome for sparring and combat, but throwing a ball? Your gonna have to figure that one out quick, before you start of the year with a bad grade.

The blonde swung his arm back, and around in a baseball pitch motion. Then as he release it, some sort of explosion emmited from his hand. Softball no where to be seen, you glanced around at my fellow students. Shock, especially the green haired boy, they were all shocked.

You wanted to be shocked, but you were aware of his power, he really didn't go all out in the entrance exam at all. This blasting was way stronger than what you saw him using on robots.

Yet, you werent shocked, you were impressed, excited, thrilled to have other strong quirks around.

You had to know everyones quirks as soon as possible, you had to make friends. This is why you came here, to be a hero. So when you glanced to your side, at the scar boy with a stone face, another thing was added to your list.

You were gonna get him to want to talk to you.

[carbonjen]

I love reading your stories, I would play around with your tags and go back to read your old fics because they are awesome as well. if you are doing prompts can we get a jaydick disney au? Like peter pan au, robin hood au, alice in wonderland au, any that you'd like.

So there are definitely a lot of these types of AUs that I could do, but I have an idea with the peter pan one so I’m going to run with it.

Growing Up

When Jason was thirteen years old, curled up in an empty alley somewhere, he didn’t think he would make it to the next morning. That’s why, when Dick Grayson flew, literally flew in and pulled Jason into the sky and stars, Jason thought he had died and gone to heaven.

Neverland was a magical place where food was plentiful, adventures were a daily occurrence, and the real world seemed like a figment of imagination. Jason loved being one of Dick Grayson’s lost boys, fighting the pirates, playing with pixies, and getting lost in the action.

He should have enjoyed it more than he did, but after a long stretch of time, Jason missed reading, the battles with the pirates got old, and the edges of Neverland began to feel like confines. Leave it to Jason to turn the most magical, wonderful place into something he hated.

It all came tumbling down around him one day when he was reading a book in the trees and one of the other lost boys snatched it out of his hands, frowning at the pages and tossing it aside.

“Hey,” Jason shouted as he stood up, that was mine!”

“It’s a book,” the lost boy said, grabbing the book again before Jason could pick it up from the ground. “Books are boring, don’t you want to ride a centaur or meet up with the mermaids.”

“I don’t want to go on an adventure today,” Jason said, not realizing they were gaining the attention of Dick and the other lost boys. “Now give it back!”

“No!” The lost boy laughed as he jumped from branch to branch until he dropped the book in the mud.

“What the heck?” Jason asked, the book ruined. He’d tried so hard to take it from the pirate ship and keep it in good condition so he could switch it out for another one day. “Why can’t you just grow up?” Jason asked.

“Whoa, hey,” Dick said as he stepped in, pushing the two apart as Jason tried to push the mud from the pages of the book. “There’s none of that here, why don’t you and I talk, Jason.”

It wasn’t a question and Jason felt his heart sinking as he followed Dick into the large living area inside the hollow of a giant tree.

“Jason,” Dick said, floating down and sitting cross legged on a toadstool. “I’ve noticed that you’re...acting strange.”

“I’m tired of it,” Jason admitted, looking down when he saw the wide eyed Dick look Dick was giving him, like he couldn’t believe Jason had said those words. “I’m tired of the same adventures every day, I’m tired of the same thing all the time. I want to read books and learn things, and do something different. I...” Jason looked back into Dick’s bright blue eyes. “I want to go back home, Dick.”

“But this is your home,” Dick said.

“No it’s not,” Jason replied. “Not anymore. I want you to take me back, I want to grow up.”

Dick looked at him for a long moment, frown on his face as he waited for Jason to change his mind. “Okay,” Dick finally said with a sigh. “You can change your mind, you know.”

“I know,” Jason replied. He followed Dick out of the tree and into the darkening sky of Neverland. It was pink and blue and peach, reminding Jason of the sweet foods they ate every day, reminding Jason what he was going back to.

The skies of Gotham were the color of a bruise, a dark blue purple that almost made Jason change his mind. Dick dropped him off in a familiar alley and the stench of it was awful, but familiar. Jason wondered how much time had passed since he’d been gone.

“Goodbye Jason,” Dick said.

“Goodbye Dick,” Jason turned around and Dick was gone. He looked to the sky, but the second star to the right was obscured by the thick cloud of smog that always seemed to hover over crime alley.

Three Years Later

On a very hard day, Jason always had trouble remembering the time he’d spent in Neverland. He’d been gone for a year, but Gotham hadn’t changed a bit as the time had passed. It was still the same dark, crime ridden city and Jason’s absence had meant nothing. The darkness that clung to the city’s core was so different from the magic of Neverland and the bright presence of Dick Grayson.

It wasn’t until Jason felt the stirrings of puberty in his gut, did he realize how much of a wonder Dick Grayson had been. At sixteen years old, Dick had maintained the childish wonder that many, including Jason, had lost. The more Jason thought back on him, the more he realized that Dick Grayson was the most beautiful person Jason had ever seen.

Late at night when Jason touched himself, he would find himself thinking of Dick, the other male’s name on his lips. He wondered if he could really go back to Neverland. Jason wasn’t a kid anymore. It didn’t matter that Jason was sixteen, he was living on his own and having to make his own money. He was the very adult that the lost boys had loathed.

Jason was reading one night and the pages of his book had blurred as those thoughts entered his head again. What would his lost boys think if he went back? Would they even welcome him? Most of all, what would Dick think?

Jason heard a noise on the fire escape outside and he grabbed a baseball bat, setting his book down as he went to the window and opened it. He pushed outside and then he froze when he saw a familiar figure perched on the railing with wide eyes.

“Dick?” Jason asked.

Dick smiled awkwardly and shifted in place. “I uh...I lost my shadow?”

“We both know that’s bull,” Jason said as he set the bat down. “You never lost your shadow, that was Tim.”

Dick shrugged and looked at Jason, “You got me,” he said, but was weak and Jason and Dick both that.

“Come in,” Jason said as he stepped back and away from the window. Dick slid off the railing and inside, all liquid grace, more beautiful than Jason remembered.

“Is this your parents’ place?” Dick asked as he looked around. He poked around the secondhand bookshelf full of secondhand copies of books, spines worn and pages dog eared.

“No,” Jason said. “It’s mine.”

Dick turned to look at him. “You really did it, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” Jason said as he looked down. “I uh...I did, huh?”

Dick continued to walk around and Jason’s eyebrows quirked as he watched it. “Why aren’t you flying?”

“Oh,” Dick said. “I uh...there’s a reason for that I guess.”

“Are you going to tell me that reason?” Jason replied.

Dick went to Jason’s chair and sat down, picking at the material with his fingers. “I thought a lot about you when you left,” he said. “What you said.” Dick rests his chin in his hand and then looks at Jason. “Do you know how long I’ve lived in Neverland?”

“Not exactly,” Jason replies. “All I know was that it was a long time.”

“I looked at a newspaper when I came and picked up some kids recently,” Dick told him. “A hundred and seventy five years,” he said.

“Wow,” Jason whispered. “That’s a long time.”

“A hundred and seventy five years,” Dick said. “Of doing the same thing every day, with the same people. Kids have left before, they’ve grown up, I’ve let them, and then there’s you.” Dick shook his head. “You left to grow up and I was supposed to forget you, I was supposed to move on and then...I couldn’t.” Dick curls up and holds his knees to his chest. “I got tired of fighting the pirates, and the lost boys noticed something had changed. I came here and I watched you, the things you did, the way you said my name when you...touched yourself.” Dick shivered.

“Dick,” Jason said, but Dick continues speaking.

“I realized I was tired of pretending,” Dick stood and he approached Jason.

Dick had always been taller than him, but now, Jason stood a couple inches higher than Dick who looked up at him with those beautiful blue eyes. Dick outside of Neverland seemed almost wrong. His eyes were too bright, his skin too golden, all of him was too beautiful for Gotham and for Jason’s shitty apartment.

“I had to grow up eventually,” Dick told him. “I kept putting it off and putting it off and then you came along and I started wanting it.”

“Dick you don’t want this,” Jason said, gesturing around him. “This isn’t nice, it isn’t happy.”

“But it’s real,” Dick replied. “I want this, I want you,” Dick put his hands on Jason’s chest and Jason could do nothing but stare. “Anyways, it’s too late.”

“What do you mean it’s too late?”

“When I left Neverland I left for good,” Dick told him. “I put one of the lost boys in charge and he dropped me off here. He and I both knew that whether I liked it or not, I had grown up past the point of Neverland.”

“What?” Jason asked. “But how...I don’t understand.”

“I want you,” Dick told him. “Not as a friend. I want you in ways that aren’t okay in Neverland.”

“Dick,” Jason whispered, but he couldn’t say anything else because Dick was kissing him and his mouth was better than Jason had ever imagined. It held the taste of the sweet fruits that hung in the trees in Neverland and the familiar effervescence of magic that was still clinging onto Dick. Jason was a bit more experienced, but Dick learned quickly, moving his mouth against Jason’s in way that made him groan. 

“It’s not going to be easy,” Jason told him. 

“I know,” Dick replied. “But I’ll take it if it means I can have this.”

[merrysithmas]

The twitter post on nonbinary gender that you posted....ever since you started specifically posting about nonbinary gender, I've been wanting to ask you its meaning because I had never come across it. But I was scared and embarrassed to ask you cause i thought you'd get mad at me. Sometimes I want to educate myself but then you don't know who to talk to or ask about things. And also thank you because through your blog I am learning so much about gender.

oh thank you!!! thank you so much for sending this and asking. i am always here for questions and thank you for having an open heart and a kind soul. i know sometimes it can be intimidating to learn – and it shouldnt be. we live in a very divided world right now, and i wish people would be more receptive to questions and bridge building.

it is my personal philosophy there is a difference between anger and hate – anger can be channeled into action and example and good. hate makes you have a commonality with all the other evil sectors in this world and i refuse to be a part of it.

as for nonbinary gender – basically this is an umbrella term which means “is not male or female”. nonbinary people are included under the T or “trans” letter in LGBTQ because their assigned sex (AFAB, AMAB assigned female/male at birth) does not align with their gender. however, many nonbinary people do not consider themselves trans and consider themselves simply nonbinary. but many do consider themselves trans. it is up to personal choice.

there are several nonbinary genders: agender (feeling like one does not have a gender at all, genderless), genderfluid (fluid gender which switches to more female or male depending), genderqueer (a catchall term for many of these identities or some combined), nonbinary (feeling neither totally male or female, or feeling both, or feeling both but one more than the other, or feeling a new gender which is male/female combined), Two Spirit (a term specifically for use only for certain people from various indigenous societies/cultures which describes a lauded subset of people who have two genders or a conduit between genders), demigender (feeling partially male or female), etc. the list goes on.

i know a lot of people will scoff at this and think - “oh that isnt REAL” “there are only two genders”. well guess what? it is real. it has been my life for literally as long as i can remember back into childhood. it wasn’t until a few years ago i discovered the term for it, and it wasn’t until last week that i decided i want to use gender neutral pronouns. i remember one day when i was in highschool i asked myself “am i trans??” i remember being so scared i cried for a day and repressed it so hard. i have never aligned or fit in in that way. i remember telling my mom as a kid i wasn’t a boy or a girl. i remember always struggling so hard trying to decide who to be. i remember doing a google search as a kid and reading about Two Spirit people of various indigenous cultures and thinking — my god. it’s “me”. it was the first thing i ever saw that spoke to an understanding of my identity, and i felt such immense comfort i cant even describe it to you.

but now, after coming out to myself and the world i am literally the happiest with myself i have ever been in my entire life. i finally feel like i am not living inside myself, that when people meet me they know exactly who i am because im not hiding it anymore. my whole life i always had this little voice in my head saying “the person they think they are meeting/seeing isnt the whole you and they will never really know you, no one does”. i am “out” to my family and friends who matter and i am so proud of myself. im not afraid of being visible. in fact, i want to promote it.

im a future doctor and i can tell you with 100% certainty there is biological basis for separation of gender and sex. whether it it hormone levels, chromosomal activity, genome structure, brain chemistry, brain physiology and anatomy, or likely an infinitely complex amalgamation of all that and more. but one doesnt have to be a doctor to have credit in saying this: i can tell you, just as me, a nonbinary person - i am real. and i dont want to hide or suffocate anymore. society’s rules and binaries are truly blind. they leave out so, so many people. and we are at a revolution in our culture right now that i hope is going to change that exclusion forever. i hope people will see other people free and realize the strictures and rules they were brought up to live behind arent all that exists.

i always say it like this: if you are cisgender (a person whose gender matches their sex at birth) it is not your job to “understand” a trans or nonbinary person. because you literally cant. you can’t pass judgment on something you literally cannot experience. a cisgendered person’s brain is not built with the chemistry/function of someone who experiences a nonbinary life. there is nothing wrong with that. but the job of a cisgendered person is to say: “i will never understand what that feels like, but i will -believe- it is real because trans and nonbinary people have the dignity of personhood, they are PEOPLE, just like me, and if they tell me this is how their bodies work it must be how it is working inside of them.”

and one more thing - gender identity has nothing to do with gender presentation. which means, a nonbinary person who dresses femme, wears make up and has long hair is just as nonbinary as a masculine presenting nonbinary or androgynous nonbinary person. a cisgendered woman who wears tshirts and baseball hats because that is what makes her comfortable is still a woman. a cisgenderd man who wears makeup is still a man. a trans woman who wears suits is still a woman. a transman who likes makeup is still a man. your gender is in your head, your sex/genitals are in your pants, and your aesthetic preference is just how you hapoen to like to decorate your body.

sexual orientation is separate from all of this, and is simply who you are attracted to. a cisgendered woman can be attracted to women: lesbian, poly, pan, bi. a nonbinary person can be bi, pan, poly too. a transman can also be bi, gay, pan, asexual, etc. a cisgendered man can be hetero or gay.

dysphoria is psychological and physical discomfort with ones sex/genitals/body/body function because it does not align with one’s gender. some trans/nonbinary people experience and many dont! so for instance as a nonbinary person i sometimes get intense dysphoria over my chest (breasts) and menstruation. more often than not i deal with it, sometimes im even proud of it, i am proud of surviving as a female-bodied person in this misogynistic world! im proud of the perspective it gives me on humanity. but if i could get rid of them would i? most days, most likely! ive always wanted to get rid of my breasts, i legit hate them. but some days i can deal. i console myself by saying all genitals are homologous to each other - male and female gentials are essentially the reverse of one another and so the same. they dont dictate who you are. if a woman with cancer gets an oophrectomy does thay make her not a woman anymore? of course not! if a man has his testicles removed is he no longer a man? am i a woman because i have a vagina? nope! gender isn’t one’s body. as a nonbinary pansexual person my identity is pretty firmly in the grey area lol. i consider myself an attractive androgynous. i am proud of who i am and what i look like, even when im not totally content.

i hope some of this helps and i hope you will spread acceptance! sorry this got so long but i wanted to give a real answer. always feel free to ask anything else, weird or not weird, i promise i wont get offended. :)