#I LOVE DN ANGEL

[vkeivampire]

[xxlmug]

Wammys house headcannons

Ah, yes the most terrifying place is an orphanage with children tailored to be a man of pure exhaustion and deductive behaviours that limit his exposure to humans and human experiences. A perfect place for trauma to occur.

So here are my headcannons for them, well all I can remember anyways. I will include L, Mello, Near, Matt, A, and Beyond Birthday mainly in these but here we go.

1)

After A committed multiple stories aroused on why he did: some were that he hated L and did it out of spite, some said that he was too perfect and offed himself out of fear or stress, some said that he was murdered and the orphanage tried to cover it up in reality only one was correct.

Near as a child heard these and wondered if it was true that A passed out of his own volition, slowly as the Kira case ended and Mello and Matt passed he grew to realise becoming L's successor is a suicide pack within itself and that it's no surprise that A passed.

2)

Mello and Matt often stayed up all night just talking, nothing relevant to crime and such but before they both died they did this one last time and they talked about L. It's safe to say that neither were happy by the end of it.

3)

Sometimes L wonders why A truly never spoke to anybody about his stress and considers himself a bystander in A's passing and he feels terrible.

4)

The orphanage tried its hardest to be this good place for children but due to the reason why it developed it produced more lifeless husks of people or people like A who caved under pressure who commited suicide or at least tried to or left the orphanage all together.

That's it. It's 2 in the morning and I am exhausted and decided to write some shitty headcannons that weren't happy at all. I love A and BB and desperately want cannon designs for BOTH of these lil gays.

Bai xx.

[maripr]

It's incredibly hard to read Yu-Gi-Oh when I have to stop at every page bc Yugi and Yami Yugi's bromance makes me so goddamn emo.

However you wanna interpret their relationship, you can't tell me they're not literal soulmates.

Yami used to bet on his life a lot in the early manga because he thought he was Yugi. Another part of Yugi. Since meeting with him eyes to eyes and learning he has been betting on YUGI'S life all the while he's been incredibly ashamed of it and won't forgive anyone who threatens his aibou.

MEANWHILE Yugi has learned that the current villain has a grudge against Yami and wants to kill him which would also mean killing Yugi and Yugi ONLY CARES THAT YAMI IS IN DANGER. I can't. I just can't.

SO EMO over literal soulmates that learn more about themselves while knowing each other and then you have the audacity to ask me why I'm so obsessed with Ozpin and Oscar's bond???

[courtillyy]

moodboard: fred x wesley x gunn

[musedriven]

@dnangelic

what a perfect way to end an already terrible day. saw her crush getting all cute and blushy while being fed what was clearly a homemade bento from Risa, lost her new bunny charm while causing mischief with Dabi, Jin broke her favorite bowl making lunch, and now her favorite red hair ribbon was all ripped up because of some stupid bush she hid in to avoid mall security of all things while trying to steal a new bottle of nail polish that only managed to break in her pocket and stain her skirt. and then; on her slow self pitying trudge back home it had started to rain.

she should have gone home by now; but she didn't want to deal with explaining herself to her big brother or add to the others worries. her hair was already dripping as she sat at the edge of the old fountain with a sigh; watching the way her reflection warped and twisted with each drop of rain into an unrecognizable blob of colors. but still she denied herself her tears; it was raining enough already without her adding to the mix. and while today was not great by any means; it wasn't worth crying over either. so; she sat. letting the rain clear away the day and watching her amorphous blob of a reflection bubble under the solace lingering in her lonely breaking heart.

[nocterre]

always thought this fit dnangel anyways this made sense in my head

[void-chara]

anyway wow!!!! super sad about the divorce with zam, but excited for subz and vitalasy to go full god mode!! thats gonna be so fun!! one thing about me is i love characters who are ridiculously powerful and call themselves religious words about it

[vanikey]

today i found out that one of the first mangas i ever read apparently came off its like 10 year hiatus and finished in 2021 but i cant find where to read the last 30 chapters anywhere 😭

[koushirouizumi]

{D.N. A n g e l} ~ "S C A R L E T" + D A I R I S A {Daisuke x Risa} (+Friendship) + D A R K R I S A {Dark x Risa} -> D A I R I K U {Daisuke x Riku}

By Me D.N. A n g e l © Y u k i r u S u g i s a k i & © T.V. T o k y o / X e b e c

Notes: This is Old {10+ yrs old}. it’s my very FIRST thing made for this series out of multiple. The footage used will reflect this, as it was made before widespread change into H. D. Please be understanding. [There may be intent for me to remake it someday!]

-This embed may randomly not display at times, Showing like it’s “down”, but it’s not at this time! {It usually happens late at night[s] or seemingly when the site is experiencing very high traffic} If that happens, please consider watching at another direct link here!

[dnangelic]

--- 'problem children' in the eyes of the establishment(tm) oftentimes are just children that need someone to properly listen to and respect them and that they can trust.

--- everyone you love will die, sometimes sooner than later, sometimes slowly and sometimes suddenly. they'll only die again after you forget them.

--- people who don't want to be alone shouldn't have to be alone.

--- taking good care of things you have a connection to be they people or objects is important.

--- change is a neutral force. if you approach it with a positive mindset then it doesn't always have to be so bad.

--- love is important. not just in a romantic but platonic, familial, and artistic sense. it's really important. maybe even the most important thing on earth, because it's one of the few things keeping people alive and distinguishing them from a corpse.

dn isn't serious tbh but its general messages are serious

[poeticlilies]

Dazai with a reader who’s really motherly with him? I feel like he secretly craves to be coddled but he plays it off with jokes for a while until a certain point where he just breaks :(

also I’m sorry if my request got sent more than once, tumblr is being silly ‼️

♡ My baby, my baby...

Dazai Osamu x Reader

Desc: Comforting Dazai. (fem reader)

TW/CW: mental breakdowns, joking about mental health, dark thoughts, suicide, self-harm, mentions of religion (usage of word "God"), usage of "Y/N", angst -> hurt/comfort

It hurt.

It hurt so, so much Dazai Osamu thought that God had finally pitied him and was letting him die.

He couldn't breathe; his lungs felt like they were collapsing in on themselves, and he sobbed, trying to let oxygen back into his lungs as they burned.

"Just get home," his mind repeated. "Just get home and you can see Y/N again."

A foreign corner of his heart quieted it's pounding; slowing down to consider the thought of keeping quiet long enough to see you. It agreed, happy at the thought of you; and after five minutes Dazai got up and walked out of the closet he had locked himself inside.

Kunikida stared at him, stopping mid-rant as concern flashed over his coworker's face; but before the blond could say anything, Dazai was out the door and on his way to see you again. The annoying ringing of his cellphone wasn't present; which means that Kunikida probably laid off of him and let him go home early.

He doesn't even remember going home, doesn't remember the sidewalk, the train ride, or the winding little path leading to the quaint little neighborhood; doesn't remember unlocking the front door and taking his shoes off, heart beginning to race again as it protests for the mind to uphold it's part of the deal.

"Y/N?.." he calls weakly; stumbling around your shared home. "Y/N!"

His mind begins to race, panicking; what if you had gotten kidnapped? or hurt? what if the Port Mafia took you? what if-- but his thoughts were cut off when the angel that is you, in your everlasting glory, appeared; dressed in shorts and a sweater, surprised (and a little concerned) to why he was home so early and stumbling around your shared house like a drunkard.

He barely hears the worried gasp of his name; barely processes anything before he's lunging for you, arms flying around your torso and coiling around it, tears coming to his eyes as he sobs in relief, crying and blubbering as he's finally back in your loving arms.

He feels the hand you have on his head caressing his hair gently as if he were a glass ornament that would break apart at the slightest touch, and he cries harder; burying his face into your stomach as he sinks down closer to the floor. He feels you crouching down with him; cradling his head against your chest as you murmur warm words that slither inside through his ears to his heart, comforting it as you hold him in your embrace.

You had never seen him like this; had always known the strong, brave Dazai Osamu; had always seen the confident, cocky, brave persona he put on. Whenever you tried to coddle him, he had brushed it off; but you never missed the slight twitch of his eyes, the lingering look in them as he turned away, the way his hand rested on top of yours for a second too long before he pulled away.

That's why you kept going; kept pushing at his walls, begging and pleading for him to let them down; that you weren't going to hurt him like everybody else, weren't going to be let in only to stab at everything in a frenzy like everyone else. No, you wanted to love him; to cherish him and to make him feel loved as you protected him from the world and it's miseries the way he did to countless other individuals.

And it worked; hence the events of today, as Dazai clings to your sweater and sobs.

"Shhh... Shhh.. baby, what's wrong?.." you murmur, finally; petting his hair as he begins to quiet down, obediently following your words.

"M-Missed you." he states, quietly, simply. "Missed y-you so much; c-couldn't think. Could-dn't do a-anything. Missed you so bad..." he whispers, tearing up again.

"Shh.." you whisper again; lifting his face up and kissing his cheeks. "Cmon, baby; you can tell me what's wrong. It's alright, darling."

And Dazai Osamu only falls deeper in love with you.

--

YAHOO!! sorry if u wanted smt else this was the way i interpreted it :(

[numberonedukethomasapologist]

Poc Experiences™ for Duke,

He has one of those word names, which is pretty common in Black & Hispanic communities, like Justice, Treasure, Beauty, Alegria, Rey(na), Queen, King, Prince(ss), Duchess [it's also a thing in like christian spaces which there's probably a connection there too]. But I always thought those names where really cute & lovely like "Yes my child is THE BEST MOST WONDERFUL PERSON & everyone MUST know this & compliment them to even say their name"

DUKE JUST LIKE ME

My dn is angel so😭

Deadass tho I love his name sm

[urlocalrambler]

DN fanfic: an exploration into Kai Mori's mind while he's in prison. Introspective piece. So get ready for self-loathing, the woes of the disgraced son and the Banks reminiscence and yearning that we deserved.

My first Devils Night fanfiction ever. Actually, it's my first writing piece in a long time in general, but fuck it, we balling. I've always struggled a little with understanding Kai, but I think this piece helped me get more of a grip on my characterisation of him <3.

_

Kai sits in jail, and he knows he's a scrouge on his family name. He’s the shameful blot in their lineage, the fuck up who keeps on giving even when all they want is for him to stop. Kai's the shadow in his family's illustrious life. A good boy gone wrong, the ungrateful child, responsible for his mother's tight smiles and fervent worry — he’s the parasite leeching away at his mother's kindness, carelessly ruining the happy life his father fought to give her. It took one blow of a hammer slamming against a gavel, and his parents have a sword of humiliation rammed into their guts. The pain is only dug in deeper with the indignity of a sentence of 28 months lost to the confines of walls crammed to the brim with prisoners, with his fitted suits for interviews traded in for a standardised orange jumpsuit, as a lifestyle befitting of an animal is thrust into the hands of their only son. 

The worst part is that they still loved him despite his neverending failures.

"–Gave him three broken ribs. So he fractured his fucking spine."

"Who?"

"The rich brat. Mori. He didn't even hesitate."

"Shit, he might belong here, after all."

Yeah, maybe he does belong here.

From the start of it all, he's been the defining reason for the lines marring his father's forehead, those were wrinkles etched in from worrying about Kai's unfortunate tendencies, but he's still forgiven again and again for every indiscretion that they catch him in and he learns to forgive himself for the thousands that they don't know about as a default. Kai's allowed to follow his own path even if it means spitting at his father's feet and disparaging the legacy that Katsu built with his roughened hands. It's wrong, grievously so, but he takes the chances and the freedom, Kai proves he's a certified fuck up. Useless boy who's worth nothing much when compared to the father who tried to give him every head start in life no matter what it cost. Katsu's a man who pulled his family out of poverty, he gives his wife her old life back tenfold, and Kai’s the worthless son who ruins it by gorging himself on endless vices, amusing himself by toeing the lines, and eventually, he gets a crew and starts obliterating the lines. Never improving even as they ardently pray for him, Kai only gets worse as the years pass.

Everyone knows it in Thunder Bay. Kai Mori's a cautionary tale in the flesh. 

The good boy who gets caught up in the wrong crowd and suffers for it. Prince amongst the heathens, gilded gold stained by their tar, a demon playing at being an angel. Kinder smiles and 'thank you's' on his tongue don’t get rid of the taste of sin, but they mask it well enough. Until it suddenly doesn't anymore, and they see that he's made of the same strokes as his friends. Demon, not an angel. Predator, not the prey. Villain, never a prince. Sins can't be hidden forever in a modern era of phones to the ear and the glimmer of cameras catching their every move. He should’ve known better than to have expected zero consequences – Kai hid his truths better than his friends ever managed to, but an unchained nature couldn't be hidden forever.

People were predisposed to making assumptions. 

In Thunder Bay, they accepted and revered the version of him that they thought they knew, and they share their aggrieved regrets as his fall from grace occurs in the brightened spotlight. Analysed just like Icarus, with a tragic fate of his own making – Kai can't meet his father's eyes for the first couple of weeks after his wrongs are aired to the public. Kai Mori had potential in spades, the gossip somberly chastens, and he squandered it away on freedom ravelled within insanity, he wasted a guaranteed future on the kind of lust that made priests look away in discomfort, and he ruined himself due to a useless loyalty towards friends that should've never amounted to much more than a footnote in his life.

Outsiders never understood how the blood of the covenant could run thicker than the water of the womb. They didn't feel the allure of darkness in its fullest form. Nor could they understand the power that control gave him when it was cradled in his palms, and he had chaos biting at his neck. She had, though, that one girl who hides in his mind just like she'd veiled herself into that confession all those years ago– she understood it all, and she even fed into it back then. 

He wonders what she felt when she saw him in cuffs. 

Mystery Girl was among his worst mistakes, mostly because she quickly became his darkest daydream and a favourite nightmare.

Kai's quiet when he does it. In the showers, when heat spindles against the mirror, he washes off the heat of shame by engaging in more depravity. He thinks about her often. And he's not gentle, not even close to it. Whenever he thinks about girls wrapped up in men's clothes, in shirts that aren't his, he's harsh and angry because they should've been his clothes, she should've been his girl. He thinks of smart quips on the curve of her lips, and he wonders how sweet it would've been to have held her and shut her up in the way he'd desperately wanted to whenever she said the name of a man who wasn't him. Kai's got a hand on his cock and he jerks it hard to the thoughts of her. 

Chocolate hair. Green eyes. Golden skin. Daydreams and nightmares. 

She's the only thing he never got that he'd desperately wanted in his golden years; she's the thing he still wants so carnally even in his darkest hours. Wants her thighs wrapped around his torso, wants his name to be the only thing she's capable of saying by the time he's done with her, wants her marked and ruined by the touch of him and him only. Indulging in her, Kai knows, would've been his favourite sin. Back then, he got only a speck, got nothing more than a touch, and he'd still been hopelessly addicted, high on fumes when he had the wisp of her silhouetted in his arms, and he was in withdrawal whenever he lost her to a man he hated and loved in equal measure. Just a taste back then, just the thoughts now, and he's still maddeningly hooked on her. Pretty girl, harsh girl, but never his girl. Sweet like candy with a tangy kick to her. She's the only drug in his veins, inching in without warning, putting him in a trance and an unruly high.

In the dead of night, she visits him, and Kai welcomes her. 

He is a fuck-up, Kai knows it well. Somehow, he's still so ready to engage in the betrayal of his brother in everything but blood. Damon's down in a living nightmare in solitary, and he dreams of stealing his girl. He dreams of using her up. He yearns to take her and have her feed the desires of his concupiscent flesh for as long as he wants, and he thinks he wants to keep her for months, for years, for as long as it takes until she feels more his than anything else.

Irreverent lust, onerous fingers, amatory desires, and all for what? A girl he had known all of a couple of weeks. And he thinks he'd sell the flesh on his back to go back to that time with her. For her, he thinks he'd do anything because if she's a reverie then he's a victim to the ghost of her. Kai thinks of her and that hotel room, and he wonders why he let his dream girl go. 

She's the only person to ever make him feel alive, to make him feel desire on an impulse, the only one who could easily stoke his dangerous need for control, and she did it all without ever trying. No fight to take and no need to make his blood boil; there was no need to force himself into those conversations with her because he was already obsessed with her voice from the second he heard it. Everything came naturally when it was with her. 

He thinks she could've been his if she hadn't been Damon's to keep. 

Kai laughs when he grips the plexiglass, breathes harder, and strokes faster– she's certainly not either’s now, and she wasn't his back then, but she is all Kai’s in the darkness of his mind. Smooth skin pressed against his chest, lips to his neck, and she's begging for it, for his dirty criminal's hands to stay on her neck. Moaning, whining, crying for more. He's undone by the idea of her, air caught in the chasm of his lungs, knuckles tightened to a pale white, as he gives into his favourite nightmare. Kai's spent by the thought of her, the evidence washed away by water, as his back presses against the shower wall. 

Suddenly, he's almost glad that he doesn't see Damon here at all. Kai tries to convince himself that he should be relieved that he'll likely never see her again either (it doesn't work but he tries). If he doesn't see her, then it means the fantasies, the output of those unreachable desires, can stay intact.

There's no Damon to stop him. No dancer in a hotel to distort what they could've had. No blood to mop away and no nights to hide away. It was just him and her again.

In his dreams, Banks is everything he still desires.

In his dreams, she belongs to no one else.

In his dreams, Banks is all his.

--

[read-alert]

Queer books for every color!

Full titles under the cut!

Red

I Hope We Choose Love: A Trans Girl's Notes from the End of the World by Kai Cheng Thom

Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas

Phoenix Extravagant by Yoon Ha Lee

The Future is Disabled: Prophecies, Love Notes, and Mourning Songs by Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha

Ace of Spades by Faridah Àbíké-Íyímídé

Aquicorn Cove by K O'Neill

Orange

Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

Felix Ever After by Kacen Callender

Not Your Sidekick by CB Lee

When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb

The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon

Ma and Me by Putsata Reang

Yellow

Home by Danez Smith

The Unbroken by CL Clark

Mooncakes by Wendy Xu and Suzanne Walker

Take a Hint, Dani Brown by Talia Hibbert

The Lesbianas Guide to Catholic School by Sonora Reyes

Chain-Gang All-Stars by Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah

Green

The Mermaid, the Witch, and the Sea by Maggie Tokuda-Hall

Finna by Nino Cipri

Detransition, Baby by Torrey Peters

The Magic Fish by Trung Le Nguyen

A Snake Falls to Earth by Darcie Little Badger

In the Dreamhouse by Carmen Maria Machado

Blue

How to Find a Princess by Alyssa Cole

Cantoras by Carolina De Robertis

Black Water Sister by Zen Cho

This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

Our Bloody Pearl by DN Bryn

Full Disclosure by Camryn Garrett

Purple

Eight Kinky Nights by Xan West

Pet by Akwaeke Emezi

Love Beyond Body, Space, and Time edited by Hope Nicholson

Everyone on the Moon is Essential Personnel by Julian K Jarobe

The Witch King by HE Edgmon

We See Each Other: A Black, Trans Journey Through TV and Film by Tre'vell Anderson

[noahhawthorneauthor]

Queer Books I've loved since returning to reading. 🏳️‍🌈📚🏳️‍⚧️❤️🎧

This is not a comprehensive list, and there are some authors that I've read their entire backlist but I'm only including one because SPACE.

I've been slacking on my #IndiePride2 posts, but hopefully this makes up for it. Honestly, I can't believe I kept up the consistent posts for as long as I did. Today's prompt is a queer podcast, which I'm no help with because I don't listen to podcasts. I have some saved in my 'to-listen' but I haven't gotten there yet.

Have you read any of these?

Books Listed:

A Strange And Stubborn Endurance by Foz Meadows.

How To Be A Movie Star by TJ Klune.

Carry On by Rainbow Rowell.

Gender Queer by Maia Kobabe.

Perfectly Imperfect Pixie by MJ May.

Initiation by Alethea Faust

Angels Before Man by rafael nicolas.

Malium Discordae by Ashlyn Drewek

Legends and Lattes by Travis Baldree.

Cuffs and Carnations by Nikole Knight. (I love the entire series, but this is the newest.)

Find the Jinn by Maz Maddox

The Wolf in the Whale by Jordanna Max Brodsky.

Exhale by Joel Abernathy.

Prince of Sorrows by @skellygraves

A Psalm for the Wild Built by Becky Chambers.

Lore and Lust by Karla Nikole.

The Eidolon by KD Edwards. (I have read this series four times...)

All that's left in the World by Erik Brown.

Odder Still by DN Bryn.

A Dream of Flame and Shadow by L. Eveland.

The Witch King by H.E Edgmon

Shield and Sorrow by J.E Ridgemon.

The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer.

The Foxhole Court by Nora Sakavic.

Vicious by VE Schwab.

Coin Tricks by Willow Scarlett

A Taste of Gold and Iron by Alexandra Rowland.

Lor by Lily Mayne.

Heart Haunt Havoc by @freydismoon

Kinship and Kindness by Kara Jorgensen.

[starfilled-galaxy]

System info + introductions for the alters :D This post is occasionally updated !

Plush (partner) sys!! @n3hmof1sh ^^

Each alter is associated with 1 emoji that we tag Emoji combos = co-con ❓= blurry, unknown, or we don't have an emoji for them yet

Collectively sex-repulsed asexual & share almost all of the same NDs, though some of us have more heightened ND traits than others

Nitrogenic /srs Give us 1 year of Nitro and we will follow up on the promise to tell you our origins ;3 And hey! If you give us 1 month of Nitro we'll still give you a random one from our list :D

We use both I/me and we/our, please don't use you& for us

Usually we use the term "alter" but we dont mind sysmate/system member/headmate etc, alter is just the shortest lol Do not call us "parts" though!!!

Alter playlists: https://www.youtube.com/@starfilledsys/playlists

Alter intros under cut bc it's very long!

Current host: 🧡 - (hs) Kel He/him Boy Sugar addict ;3 I really like kid stuffs, also Kirby!!!! Age regressor also !!! Rw Hero is my CG :3 Agere blog - @kels-pillow-fort Mm... hav lot of trauma though :< Um... I have hallucinations and delusions sometimes... Role: Swankid, doekid, cardinal

Non-fictives:

⛅ - Blurry They/them

🐏 - Emu He/she/they/it

❤️‍🔥 - Aspen/Scarlett She/they, he/it Intraplural (aka subsys) Aspen is an angerholder, Scarlett is just there lol Factive of a mutual and their now split alter Usually chill unless something makes them upset Role: Beesecutor, angerpartialholder

✨ - Kiko/Kuki Any pronouns but no non-cat nounself ones

���️ - Frost He/they/xe/it

Fictives:

🏀 - (rw) Kel He/she/ae/xe Bigenderfluid, pan gaybian, possibly aroflux Furry & obsessed with BMTH Rw Hero is his comfort person In-sys dating Sunny<3 Role: Traumaholder, depressionholder

Genuinely fuck off if you treat me/source like a joke stop it I'm a person too you assholes -🏀

🌹 - (rw) Hero He/him Transmasc, abro pan bi Alterhuman (SilkWing (WOF) hearttype) Really likes bugs and especially dragonflies (very source-divergent lol) Bug blog - @heros-bug-collection Likes to comfort and take care of everyone in the sys, but gets burnt out easily ^^; Is a CG (caregiver) for hs Kel Role: Dear, medic, caregiver

🔪 - Sunny She/he, xe/xim, & xe/xer (primary sets) Rawr/kandi/spark/neon/:3/X3/XD (secondary sets) Genderfluid, gaybian He loves scene and BMTH! In-sys dating rw Kel<3

🪷 - (rw) Aubrey She/xey/bun Girl, xenogender, bunnygender, & lesbian(?) Really likes bunnies !!

🌻 - (rw) Basil He/him? Boy???? He thinks he's pretty and likes that he's pretty :>

🍳 - (hs) Hero He/him Transmasc Doesn't talk much... don't know much about him Role: (Extreme) anxiety holder

🪻 - (hs) Mari She/her

🦴 - Hector He/him Gender and romanticity is N/A Shiba inu He's very excitable, and only speaks in barks, even in typing. We have to translate for him any time he talks

🍊 - (ma) Kel He/him Boy, gay (for Sunny ;3) AUtive from @bananacat76's Magic AU, specifically from the route where he dies Spirit/ghost/angel dog Role: Gatekeeper

🥀 - (DN/TB) Hero He/him Transmasc AUtive Role: Traumaholder, griefholder, depressionholder

🌸 - (Endless) Aubrey She/petal

🌿 - (OTWF) hs Basil He/she

❄️ - (OTWF) rw Hero He/him

🧊 - (OTWF) rw Kel He/him

🌙 - (OTWF) Spaceboy He/they/xey/it

🌑 - (Deep Dive) Stranger They/xey/she

💘 - The Empress She/her

💿 - The Physician He/👁️

💌 - The Postman He/😁

💙 - Alula She/her Feathergirl, aromantic Fictive of Alula from OneShot Cal's younger sister

🍁 - Calamus He/him Featherboy, aromantic Fictive of Calamus from OneShot Lula's older brother

🔋 - Cedric He/him

🍃 - Hollyleaf She/her Xenogender (christmasgender) She and Lion are very source-detached since when they introjected it had been a long time since I read the books with them in it lol

🦁 - Lionblaze He/him Agender He's silly and fluffy and honestly kinda similar to our hs Kel fictive personality-wise, but less kid-like

I know source was written in a super boring way but it still makes me sad to be called boring :< -🦁

🪶 - Beetlepaw/Beetlewing He/him Transmasc OCtive sourced from a mutual's Warrior Cats OC A bit shy and nervous but very sweet :>

🐾 - Gothi She/her

💜 - Vicky She/her

🎯 - Kasane Teto She/her, zhe/her, zey/zem, fi/fizz, elle, and a lot more Xenogender (too many to list) Fictive and possibly songtive of Teto from Mesmerizer specifically Enjoys typing quirks, uses s & th -> z quirk in English Sugar addict French apparently?? Almost always refuses to speak English and will only talk in French. Unfortunately we don't know very much French so zhe forces us to use the inaccurate hell that is google translate 😔

💖 - Little Miss She/her Girl Fictive of Misfortune from Little Misfortune Prefers to be called "Little Miss" or "little lady" Loves glitter and misses Benjamin</3 Please be careful with her ! She's our youngest alter

Babpa! :D -💖

🖤 - Wynn/Mr. Scratch He/him Male Fictive of Wynn from Scary Stories for Young Foxes Despises his source's actions

Fucking ableism... I love Uly, the nuisance who has my name in the book is not me -🖤

🍀 - Lorena She/her