#I identify as a binary green male

[pickle-the-lad]

More comfortable for me than identifying as non-binary🤷‍♂️

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Maybinary (mayby/maybies or maybenary): someone who may be binary and/or may not be binary (maynby/maynb or maynonbinary); maybe being aptobinary, maybe not (maybinaryn't/maybenaryn't).

Maybinaries could be yesbinary (ambisobinary, ambinary/ambibinary or mesobinary) and/or nobinary (abinary or exobinary), semibinary (demibinary, half-binary or hemibinary) or seminonbinary (semienby/seminby, demienby/deminby/deminonbinary or heminonbinary/hemienby/heminby), abrobinary or aptobinary (exorgender), or anonbinary (binaryn't nonbinaryn't).

Usually, if someone asks "are you a boy or a girl?" or "are you binary?" you answer "maybe" (or "maybe yes, maybe not") or "so-so" (sobinary/sosobinary).

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i finally articulated my opinion on my "is gerard way doing drag" question. my definition of drag is when a person impersonates, exaggerates, or appropriates a mode of gender expression. drag can be artistic or political (or both). drag can be an identity. drag and transgender identity are confused as the same thing. for some, it is. what is considered cross dressing can also be considered drag. it's important to note that drag is essential to queer culture, and how the us government harasses queer people through cross dressing, and now anti-drag, laws. we wouldnt be here talking about pop artists doing drag without drag performers and nonbinary-trans-gnc people.

to some people, a self-identified man in a female-identified dress is drag. "cross dressing" depends on cishet norms. queer people, especially nonbinary-trans-gnc people, have called to dismantle the assignment of gender to clothing. under that lens, a man in a dress is just a man in a dress -- for it to be drag, context and intent matters. that's how you get women doing female drag, or androgynous people doing what gerard way's been doing this last year on tour.

in asking "is gerard way doing drag?", im assigning importance to the topic. does it matter? within my understanding, drag is about intent and context as much as gender presentation. intent and context is what makes something important. therefore: understanding why the question is important solves it.

male music artists have a long history of cross dressing and doing drag. there's a good chance plugging any dude into a search engine with "drag" or "skirt" will bring something up. bowie, queen, nirvana, manic street preachers, placebo. here's a list. newer artists: lil nas x, harry styles, anthony green, pete wentz, young thug. some are impersonating female caricatures, some are masculinizing female clothes (long, ill-fitting, straight). some, like molko and lil nas, wear feminine clothes without exaggerating or masculinizing. gerard is in that same grey area.

male music artists have a long history of cross dressing and doing drag -- photos: "i want to break free" mv by queen (1984) / placebo in london (oct 1998) / lil nas x at audacy beach festival (dec 5, 2021) / fall out boy at rock for people (june 17, 2022)

all that history is why it was so weird when kerrang called gerard's riot fest "dress and heels" "a compelling show of contrarian anti-rock star eccentricity". it is not anti-rock star, at least not as described. it may be compelling, contrarian, and eccentric, but no reviewer really cares to analyze why. the closest they get is by identifying non-binary connection (them.us) and its relation to the "minefield that is American gender politics today" (latimes.com).

fans were struck by way's outfits for a lot of other reasons.

1. we have to get it out of the way that they just looked hot -- gerard is perpetually attractive, skirts are pretty. easy equation.

2. he has a long history of gender nonconformity. more on that in my #mcr queer studies tag. gerard is a 45 year old famously androgynous person who doesnt do labels, aligns himself with gender nonconformity (2014 reddit ama, 2018 advocate article, 2015 he/they tweet), and doesnt seem to care to be known as a man.

3. the tour outfits were well-fitted. many were crafted by skilled designer marina toybina and her team. which leads to ->

4. the outfits were very casual and very feminine. as mentioned, most men opt for masculine, ill-fitting skirts. which is to say they are NOT showing leg and they are definitely not showing ass. gerard doesnt steer clear from shortness or tightness or movement. he also dresses in ways people dress day to day -- the miniskirt is as casual as the shorts as casual as the jeans. there's some discussion to be had about what casual means -- he could be imitating expected presentation or just using basics, like his frequent shirt and pants.

the miniskirt is as casual as the shorts as casual as the jeans -- photos: firefly music festival (sept 23, 2022) / uncasville (sept 1, 2022) / eden project night 1 (may 16, 2022)

5. there was variety. many outfits, many types. he wasnt just doing pure femininity. some looks were high concept, some low concept. some gendered, some genderless. some feminine, some masculine. it was playful. its honesty evident in its fluidity yet cohesiveness. expanded in the next points ->

6. they incorporate elements of masculinity and gender neutrality concurrent with the feminine. his aggressive, energetic performance style often doesnt mind what people are seeing when his skirt lifts or shirt droops. he has little to no make-up -- if he does, it's stage and not glam. the closest he gets is the agender black swan look at boston night 1, the stage contour at wwwy night 3, and dubious lipstick at firefly. he also maintains the same hairstyle: barely styled, not straightened-curled. pinned a few times, gelled back some other times.

he has little to no make-up -- if he does, it's stage and not glam -- photos: boston night 1 (sept 7, 2022) / when we were young night 3 (oct 29, 2022) / firefly music festival (sept 23, 2022)

7. the character outfits weren't caricatures, like green's sleazy hooker or queen's uptight housewives. gerard's characters were appropriated but not exaggerated. cheerleader, nurse, manson girl, jackie o, princess diane, st joan. all figures of pop culture. he wore them as they were. even comparing green and way's similar white-green cheerleader costumes there's a difference in presentation. green wears long leggings, way wears shorts. green's costume is based on a stranger things character, way's is a custom remade vintage outfit. green exhibits the masculinization of feminine clothes which way subverts. this comparison highlights what makes way's outfits different, and therefore exciting to talk about.

green exhibits the masculinization of feminine clothes which way subverts -- photos: saosin in garden grove, ca (oct 27, 2022) / mcr in nashville, tn (aug 23, 2022)

8. and when he played with masculinity, it was in a way that was dubbed "boydrag". the new jersey night 2 casino singer look was a dramatic caricature that heightened masculine features until they were pure style... the defintion of camp. he had a mustache -- thin like john waters or a confirmed bachelor, and drawn on with eyeliner. he had a suit -- a pink-gold, glittery woman's cut jacket with a glittery bowtie and pleated shirt. the dramatic flair is accentuated by the black eye make-up, the frank sinatra "my way" cover, the drum tag: "the house always wins".

the defintion of camp -- photos: new jersey night 2 (sept 21, 2022) 1 / 2

when i asked which outfits others considered drag, all replies identified the casino singer and jackie o as drag and the rest as "just clothes". this relation made me understand why the rest couldnt be drag despite all the connections i talked about above. the jackie o outfit doesnt exaggerate the source like casino singer, but the source itself is both highly dramatic and highly gendered. cheer is gendered but not highly dramatic, st joan dramatic but not highly gendered. diane is gendered and dramatic, but not highly. the list goes on and on. it's a fine line. especially cheer could tip into drag for me.

but the source itself is both highly dramatic and highly gendered -- photos: mcr at riot fest (oct 12, 2022) / jackie kennedy onassis (jan 3, 1971)

if drag is understood in this way, simply wearing gendered clothes isnt drag. the look itself has to be about the performance of gender, however that may be presented. that’s the importance of classification. we can see what the artist is doing.

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This is my carrd. I'm from Brazil, I speak english and portuguese.

Art tag is noodle draws. I take requests for drawing gerard, i call them "Geequests." Here's the geequests post, the tag is #geequest. and I also have the reiquests (redrawing rei chiquita as Gee chiquite), this is the post and the tag is #reiquests. I also have a shitpost blog if you're into all that silly shit. This is the blog

this blog is mostly MCR and Gee content - note that in this blog we actually like Gee and their works and if you start being toxic over it, I'll block you

some bands/artists I like are: My Chemical Romance, Mindless Self Indulgence, Pierce The Veil, Evanescence, Green Day, Genitorturers, Destroy Boys, Paramore, Slipknot, BABYMETAL, Nurse With Wound, Utsu-P, MARETU, Kikuo, Circus-P and Crusher-P

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Please, be aware that despite being non binary and liking makeup and things like that, i still should be treated as male/masc alligned. I'm not a girl. I hate being called "femboy" and "twink" as well.

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Don't interact with me if you're a terf or do gender segregation in your blog, if you're a zionist, if you believe mental illness and neurodiversity don't count as real disabled experiences or of you think illnesses caused only by traumatic events can happen magically without trauma (you know who you are, mental health is not a playground), if you identify with any of those things you will be sent to brazil. I don't really give a shit about this pro or anti ship bullshit because i have a job and a brain

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I don't know if I am ever actually going to like talk about this again on any of my blogs but I'm technically not a binary trans man.

I often simplify my identity to just "FTM", "trans man" or "transmasculine", but to be completely honest, I'm demi masculine and nonbinary, but just heavily masculine leaning.

I have the demiboy symbol tattooed on my ankle, and I don't plan on getting it covered or changed anytime soon despite the fact that I usually refer to myself as just a transgender man instead of elaborating, because to me it is more accurate of a description for myself.

I identified as non-binary starting at the time I was like 16 years old until I came out as transmasculine at 24 (also should probably mention that I was diagnosed with an intersex variation at 22, which also affected how I viewed my gender identity in a lot of ways), and I still have a lot of nuances and fluidity to my gender, though none of that could be described as feminine or female. The closest that I really get to feminine or female is feeling kind of like a femboy or girlboy, but even that is pretty heavily leaning towards the "boy" side of things.

I guess the best way that I can describe it is that everyone's gender is like a different color in a crayon box, and if binary male was classic Blue, my gender would be more like dark teal or almost emerald green. Like, the blue is definitely there and it almost looks blue, but there's a bit of green in there and it's kind of dark and muddy.

I don't think that this really makes a lot of difference whenever it comes to things on my page but I feel like it's important to me so I wanted to mention it.

I'm a guy. But I'm also non-binary. I'm a non-binary guy. And there's really nothing that weird about that at all.

I know that most people are used to people who are younger identifying as non-binary and either growing out of it or just keeping quiet about it, so I really want to just normalize that I am almost 30, I have children and a family, I use primarily he him pronouns but also sometimes they or it, and I'm a non-binary man.

Just wanted to say that so that other people hopefully don't feel like the only people who are older than 25 with slightly unconventional or mogai identities. You aren't alone. We exist.

[mrslittletall]

As soon as video games started to have character creation, I always would make a female character to play with. Because I thought because I am a girl, I need to play as a girl. It would be weird to play as a guy as a girl. But also... those characters were never my self insert. I never wanted to play as me. My husband always just makes himself and gives his character his name, but I never gave her my name or my looks. I think once I named a character after myself after my husband prompted me to and it felt so WEIRD! That was not me, that was a character! I should have named her something else! Then when WoW came around, I discovered roleplaying. I created characters and I gave them backstories. But they still were all girls. Until I decided to give it a try and make a male character. Long story short, that one is one of my longest and most beloved OCs now. And since then... something in me... changed, I guess? I suddenly figured out that I can just make up some guy. But it still took a while. In the meantime I found a way to make my "self insert" work. I always called her "Hikari" (my real name means light and as the weeb I am I used the japanese word for light as nickname) but I always made her in a way that didn't look like me. Red hair, pretty face, only thing from me were the green eyes and I only chose them because they look so good with red hair. If you see me play as a "Hikari" that is my self insert, but I never feel that it is me. And Hikari never ever turns in an OC. That is just my avatar to play the game. Well, but since I created my first male WoW OC I was thinking... why do I always make female characters and they go nowhere? And then I tried to make more guys. And now we have Tempest. And I put Laurence into a bunch of different universes so that he is basically my OC of that universe. And then I made my Tarnished Tobias and while he still needs work, he has a story. And at the same time, I gave another woman character a chance and made Blaze and having a character that is not meant to be myself is so much more fun to me. And when I started FF14 I was like "Heck yeah, I am going to make a catboy RIGHT away" and even though I needed some time to figure him out, I am obsessed over this OC now. I don't even know where I want to go with this... but I think... my OCs and blorbos are a way for me to explore what being a man is like without being one myself? I don't think I am transmasc. I don't want to transition into a man at all. I love female clothing and presenting female. But... I often wish I could just change genders at will or grow a dick and basically be futanari... which is part of why I identify as demigirl under the non binary spectrum. I don't know... I think I just wanted to talk about what it means to me to have male OCs and why I don't like to self insert.

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

Gender Identity: The Latest Social Contagion - Andrew Doyle

One of my shortest-lived jobs was as a teacher at a school for girls near Sloane Square in London. I resigned after just two weeks because the headmistress was a religious zealot who had objected to me teaching a text which featured a gay character. In my resignation letter I explained that I wasn't prepared to work at a school which fostered such antediluvian attitudes. I stayed on to finish the term, but I was delighted when I eventually made my escape.

I had previously worked at a boys' school and I soon noticed that there were some broad differences that manifested in an all-female environment. One of the most concerning was that many of the girls were engaged in what can only be described as competitive starvation. During lunch duties, I was warned to keep an eye out for pupils who had taken just a single lettuce leaf from the salad bar. If I saw any girl doing so, I was told I must immediately intercept her and demand that she return and fill her plate. My first teaching post had been at a mixed-sex school in which cutting one's own skin was the fashion. We even had a visiting expert telling us how to encourage these pupils to hold ice cubes in their hands until they felt shooting pains as a substitute for the razor. I remember at the time thinking this wasn't the best advice, but I was too green to raise an objection. Besides, this speaker had spent a considerable part of the session reminiscing about a shepherd she had once counselled who had over the course of many months on the hillside, used a sharp wire to whittle his penis so that it eventually became forked. To this day I'm none the wiser as to the purpose of this anecdote.

But the shift from cutting to starvation was striking. At the former school, pupils were not refraining from food, and at the latter there were very few who were injuring themselves with blades. It was almost as though only one form of self-harm could predominate at any given time. And when a small group started doing it, the trend spread with remarkable rapidity. I hadn't seen an equivalent back when I was teaching boys.

And I've since learned that social contagions are especially common among teenage girls and that there are numerous historical precedents for this. I've written elsewhere about the Salem Witch Trials of 1692 in which a group of girls began seeing demons in the shadows and accusing members of their own community of being in league with the devil. Then there were the various dancing plagues of the Middle Ages which seemed to impact young women in particular.

In 1892, girls at a school in Germany began to involuntarily shake their hands whenever they performed writing exercises. And when I visited Sweden last year, I was told about a local village where during the medieval period, the girls all inexplicably began to limp.

It's perfectly clear that the latest social contagion to take hold in the western world is that of girls identifying out of their femaleness, either through claims that they are trans or non-binary. Whereas in 2012 there were only 250 referrals, mostly boys, to the NHS's Gender Identity Development Service, or GIDS, by 2021 the figure had risen to more than 5,000 mostly female patients.

Gender activists like to claim that this is simply the consequence of more people "coming out" as society becomes more tolerant. And at the same time, they insist that it's never been a worse time to be trans. Consistency is not their strong suit. Of course, there are no easy answers as to the explosion of this latest fad. But surely the proliferation of social media has something to do with it. Platforms such as TikTok are replete with activists explaining to teenagers that their feelings of confusion are probably evidence that they have been "born in the wrong body."

For pubescent girls who are uncomfortable with their physiological changes, as well as sudden unwanted male sexual attention, the prospect of identifying out of womanhood makes complete sense. These online peddlers have some snake oil to sell. And while a limping epidemic in a medieval village would be unlikely to spread far, social contagions cannot be so confined in the digital age.

Much of this is reminiscent of the recovered memory hysteria of the late 20th century when therapist cranks promoted the idea that most victims of sexual abuse had repressed their traumatic memories from childhood. It led to numerous cases of people imagining that they had been abused by parents and other family members. And many lives were ruined as a result. One of the key texts in this movement was "The Courage to Heal" by Ellen bass and Laura Davis, which made the astonishing and unevidenced claim that, quote, "if you are unable to remember any specific instances... but still have a feeling that something abusive happened to you, it probably did."

A common feature of social contagion is that they depend upon the elevation of intuition over material reality. Just as innocent family members were accused of sexual abuse because of feelings teased out by unscrupulous therapists, many girls are now being urged by online influencers to trust the evidence of their emotions and accept a misalignment between their body and their gendered soul.

We're not talking here about the handful of children who suffer from gender dysphoria, but rather healthy children who have been swept up in a temporary craze. Activists have been quick to demonize the entire notion of social contagion as a transphobic talking point, but the evidence for it is now pretty much indisputable.

The author of a recent review into pediatric gender treatment, Dame Hilary Cass, has recommended that schools stop the social transitioning of children. The Cass Interim Review had already pointed out that enabling pupils to adopt alternative names, pronouns and dress codes was, quote, "not a neutral act." And there is mounting evidence that such an approach consolidates a child's psychological conceptualization of herself as a member of the opposite sex.

While social transitioning is seen as compassionate, in reality it causes long-term harm. It would seem that teenage girls will always be prone to these social contagions, but some are more damaging than others. Whereas limping and dancing and trembling can be overcome, the lifelong impact of puberty blockers, cross- sex hormones and surgery will not be so transient.

Let's hope this particular hysteria soon goes the way of all the others.

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The idea of a "gender identity" that's separate from and transcends sex - that is, biology - is as supernatural and magically thinking as the idea of an eternal Xian soul that transcends death.

We are not in our bodies. We are not separate from our biology. We are not ghosts inhabiting meat prisons. We cannot have "the wrong body." We are what our bodies do.

One of the most disconcerting things I've seen over the last few years is (some) atheists who laugh at the notion that some aspect of human existence transcends our human bodies, somehow embrace the equally magical notion that some aspect of human nature transcends human biology. Which means you believe in magical gender spirits. Get help.

[weighty-ghosts]

Meet Raina, my first OC that I created for an art collab on Instagram! Raina (pronounced ray-nah) is non-binary, as all their fellow fae folk are, but in the human world they identify as male and like to be called a pretty boy 🤭

They were born with dragonfly wings, although they’ve never really gotten the hang of flying, and a love of nature, although they truly cannot keep plants alive to save their life.

In their spare time Raina likes to lure attractive male humans to the Otherworld……and make them do their gardening. Some fae use their magical charm for nefarious reasons, but Raina just wants some free manual labour!! For the good of their garden!!!🪴🌷

So far all the dumb humans have been terrible at it. But maybe there’s a man with a green thumb who will come along and save Raina’s plants- and steal their heart 👀💚🧚🏼‍♂️

[dogfags]

i think my life would be better if I didn't mind they/them being used on me but it quite honestly feels like an insult sometimes when people assume those are my pronouns or they think I look weird and androgynous so they default to those. I know I am weird and androgynous but it's just annoying to have to be like no I'm just.. a man. when I have put so much effort into passing and going stealth. and for sure even tho I'm just a man I have some weird nonbinary feelings as well. bc I'm trans and being "binary trans" doesn't mean u don't have a complicated relationship with gender or experience a bit of gender queerness. I mean I identified and lived as a lesbian for several years of my life so ofc a part of that is ingrained in me. idk, I kind of wish more people would look at gender as something you do rather than something you innately are. I don't think I innately am anything. I think I used to live as a girl and now I live as a man. maybe that makes me nonbinary or maybe that just makes me a normal person. idk. a lot of the trans narratives that have been popularized by the media are just so unrelatable to me I almost don't consider myself the same thing as them. I don't think I transitioned bc I was a boy born into a girl's body I think I transitioned bc I'd just rather live as a man and so I am. of course I also have debilitating dysphoria but yk. I don't think I was "born this way" and I didn't show any signs as a child or even give my gender a second thought until I was older. I got a taste of female puberty and was like nah I'd rather opt out of this whole woman thing. so I did. and now I'm a man. it's that simple to me idk.

but yeah if I liked he/they I think it would make my life better bc then I wouldn't be like. dysphoric and offended when ppl would default to they for me simply bc I have green hair. I don't even dress femininely almost ever it's just the hair I think lmao. or bc my name is gender neutral. I guess I am androgynous in the face also. I do not have a chiseled jawline although I do have a mustache and it is pretty dark now. idkkkkk man

I've lived so many lives already in just this one that idk how to classify myself anymore. I've been every letter of the LGBT and dated/fucked someone of every gender and sexuality lmao. but I still think it's kinda annoying when ppl deny my masculinity or maleness upon seeing me and default to they/them when I Try So Hard to pass. obviously it's not their fault, they've been told it's rude to assume anyone's pronouns and I am fully self aware of the way I look and come off. I almost feel like I can't even correct people when they call me they bc I know they're just trying to be.. nice or something. like how would I even go about correcting that, "thanks for the consideration but I am in fact just a man" ???

I think in terms of gender identity I can get behind the vibes of he/they being used for me in theory, but in practice it makes me feel like a freak. it's like a glaring neon sign that's like, you look WEIRD and idk what you are bc you're WEIRD. I know this shit wouldn't happen if I was cis and presented exactly the same as I do now. I feel extremely vulnerable and almost outed when people call me they. like it tells everyone in the room that I'm Different. and despite the fact I dye my hair crazy colors and have 7 facial piercings and stretched ears I actually do not want to stick out. I just love the alternative look. but I don't want attention drawn to me. I don't want people to look at or talk to me. it's a struggle I've had my entire life. id much rather blend in than stand out but literally everybody knows who I am and my name bc I just have an appearance that is so jarring. ugh.

I even had my instructor for some reason "correct" himself on my pronouns, he literally got it right the first time then went "er, they-" like ??? come on man. when have I ever told anyone I want to go by they here??? is the mustache not enough?? do I have to grow out my patchy ass stubble as well??? for a split second sometimes I think about going by he/they and then I am called they in real life and cringe so hard. rahhh.

[zoryas-stuff]

What Is Gender To Me?

An explanation.

I was born a female. I will always identify with it for as long as I live. I will always identify with the struggles of a female, the pain of a female, the harassment of a female. However, I am not a woman.

I was not born male. I'll never identify as male. I'll never identify with the struggles of a male, the pain of a male, or the stigma of a male. I am not a male.

I am nonbinary. I am everything and nothing at the same time. I am nothing that anyone can comprehend. Not even myself. And yet, I can see myself in everything.

I am the dark green colors of the forest. The silhouette of a person in the night. I am the certain way a friend laughs. I am a certain short hairstyle seen on a particular person. This explanation always confused people.

The easiest thing to tell people is that I am a girl. That my pronouns are she/her, when they arent. The hardest thing to do is explain that I don't want to be a boy, either. That I'm just nothing. That I simply exist.

So here is a new explanation. One I recently said to a friend.

I feel like I'm floating through the empty void of space. The void is quiet. And calm. And peaceful. It's disconnected from reality. It's as if those on the spectrum of binary (male and female, for example), are in reality, and different dimension. And I am there too, next to them, but I'm transparent. As if the plane I'm on I'd slightly different than theirs.

And as I'm typing this out, as I read it back, maybe it's a much more complicated explanation than the first one. Maybe it makes less sense.

Maybe that's just me.

We are all complicated people. I am a complicated person. And maybe I present feminine. But that doesn't stop me from being apart of the quit void. Free from a gender stereotype that makes me feel hot inside.

[7azrael7]

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Hello! you can call me Azrael or Shin.

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I use He/They/It.

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I enjoy art, needle felting, editing, gaming, writing and baking.

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I will occasionally curse so please keep that in mind. I will tag when I do.

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I am pansexual, asexual and Demi-Romantic. (Turns out I was wrong and I'm actually Demi- thanks to my friend's oc who was based off Me-)

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I might randomly talk about my OC's or things I'm doing. Maybe I might post my art if I want to.

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I have autism and ADHD. So please be patient if I don't understand certain things.

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Also, go say hello to my dearest friend @gamernerdwrites!!! They write and actually post about it!!

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I hyperfixate on a lot of things. So I might mention or talk about those. Or reblog them.

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Characters you can ask about! (+Pronouns, what they identify as and sexualities.)

♦️: Azrael (He/They/It. Transmasc, Pansexual, Demi-Romantic, Asexual.)

♥️: Uriel (He/Him. Male, Bisexual.)

♣️: Da (She/They. Female, lesbian.)

♠️: Ar (She/Her. Trans female, Bisexual.)

🥀: Am (He/Him. Male, Pansexual, asexual.)

🐟: Ch (She/Her. Female, Bisexual.)

✝️: Azz (He/They. Male, questioning.)

❄️: Os (She/They. Female, Bisexual.)

💡: Li (He/Him. Male, Bi-Curious.)

🔥: Sh (Mostly She/Her. Genderfluid, Bisexual, Demi-Romantic.)

⏱️: Ti (He/They. Male, Aroace.)

⭐: Zo (She/Her. Female, Pansexual, Asexual.)

🦌: Bi (She/They. Female, Bisexual.)

🦈: Ac (He/It. Male, Questioning.)

🦚: Ve (She/Her. Female, lesbian.)

🐂: Su (He/Them. Male, Gay.)

🦊: Fi (She/Her. Female, lesbian.)

♊: Ge/In (They/Zem for Ge, They/Zer for In. Non-binary for both, Bisexual for both.) [I recommend adding the Ge or In if you ask about them.]

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Ocs ask blogs: @little-bee-demon @devilish-detective-storm

My lovely wife: @gamernerdwrites

My lovely wife's oc blog: @emerald-green-girl

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[smaptain-smerica]

Female Reader x Rooster

Time: Post-Top gun: Maverick

Y/n Blackwood - L/n, daughter of Charlotte "Charlie" Blackwood. Y/n took a strong interest in planes from a young age. Knowing her father was an esteemed pilot drew her even further into the navy. Quickly, she became one of the best solo pilots and graduating at the top of her class at Top Gun.

Her next mission? Return to Top Gun, Face certain death, romantic interests, and finally, her thought-to-be-dead, father.

This book contains strong language and sexual content that may be sensitive readers under the age of 18

This story was originally posted on Wattpad, follow me on there for faster updates. I have published a non-binary version of this story published there for those who do not identify as female or use she/her pronouns. It will follow the exact same story line. Link to Wattpad Account Link to the Non-Binary version

Master list

Dinner and a Show

Hangman and I loaded up into the tandem plane for todays exercises. In order to take a test flight in the tandem plane yesterday, Hangman told Admiral Cyclone I wanted to sit in the back so I could take better notes and not have to focus on flying. Which apparently was a good enough reason.

So there I sat, notepad in hand and attempting to scribble down notes with hangman's flying. It was a good thing he didn't have a back seater, I couldn't take more than the hour I was trapped back there.

"Hangman it's a good thing you are a single flyer." I mentioned to him once we landed back at base.

"Why?" He asked, seeming to be fake upset by my comment.

"Look at my paper." I showed him my notebook that consisted of hardly legible words and a few dark lines across the paper where he took a hard turn.

Hangman took the paper in his hands, a slow smile spreading on his face that slowly turned into a laugh. "That's hilarious."

I rolled my eyes as we made our way to the screening room where the pilots were gathered to wait for their evaluations from me. Hangman and I both dramatically entered the room. The pilots got quiet, taking their seats and ready to give their attention to me. I took the stand at the front of the room, hangman sitting in one of the rolling computer chairs just off to the side of me.

"Great job today everybody, I have a few things I noticed about todays flyers. First up is starfire." I looked up from my notepad at the red haired green eyed woman that resembled the DC character fairly accurately.

"There were a couple of times when you hesitated on your callouts which slowed down you and your wingman. Trust yourself more. Your first answer is highly likely to be correct." She smiled at me with a nod, showing she received the message.

I looked at who was next in my notes. "Denali and haywire. You would think that you two had never flown together before. You both need to get your head out of your asses and get your egos checked."

I heard one of the boys in the front scoff and look at his friends, who in turn all chuckled. I looked at him, raising my eyebrow in question. "Something funny, lieutenant?"

This man was tall and muscular, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes with an olive skin tone. He has thin lips and high cheekbones with a pronounced jawline. He smirked at me, a mischievous and daring smirk. "Just wondering why someone who hasn't even flown her plane with us is giving us advice. I mean come on, you crashed your plane a couple of months ago it's a wonder why they made you an instructor."

This was a common occurrence in younger male pilots with a god complex. I looked over at hangman with a look of astonishment on my face. Anger was slowly bubbling up in my veins. Hangman seemed to noticed because he gestured towards the pilot with his hands. "Lay into him." He whispered.

I looked back over at the pilot. I saw the name 'Ghost' on his tag. "Ghost, if it were say, Hangman up here saying these things to you, would you even blink twice?"

"Well no," Ghost replied, "Hangman is who we've been flying against."

I walked over to the desk he was sitting at and leaned over it, coming closer to the young pilots face as I braced my arms on the table. "So why am I teaching this Top Gun class and not him?"

Ghost was silent, searching his brain for answers. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.

"Because I'm better." I continued, inching closer to the pilots face. "I'm more efficient, more accurate, I have more confirmed air combat kills. One of which, I made with that plane I crashed."

Ghost raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at the other two pilots around him. I pushed off the desk, now standing at the front of the room and addressing the rest of the pilots indirectly.

"I ran out of flares, guns and missiles and used my plane to eliminate the enemy to save myself and my wingman. I got 2nd degree burns on my back after ejection." The room went silent, you could hear a pin drop in there as everyone held their breath. I squared off my shoulders and tucked my hands behind my back. I stared directly into the deep brown eyes of the man challenging me.

"So please, second guess me and my capabilities again because I would love to have your mediocre ass thrown out of this program."

~~~

I frantically checked the time on my phone while I was finishing putting on my makeup. It was 5:57 and the dinner started at 6:30, the speech at 7. I hummed one of my favorite songs to help keep myself steady while I finished up my eyeliner. There was a knock at the door which I could only assume was Hangman.

"Come in!" I stepped out into the hallway and yelled to the front door before popping back into the bathroom. I heard the front door creak open gently.

"I'm almost ready I promise!" I called. I heard hangman laugh as his heavy footsteps proceeded by the door and into the living room.

"Take your time." He reassured me. Once I was finished with my mascara I jumped across the hallway into the bedroom where a red dress and a pair of shoes I had bought today laid. I slipped them on and looked myself in the mirror.

Red was a good color, I've never seen a woman in a red dress and not liked it. It was classy, sexy, and elegant all wrapped into one. And of course, some black heels to pull the outfit together. I had to admit, it was weird to see myself look like a woman. And not a sweaty mess in a brown scratchy suit.

I walked briskly out of the bedroom and down the hallway to the table where Bradley kept a bowl for keys. I fished out the keys to my mustang and turned to Hangman with a smile. When I looked at him his mouth was slightly agar, eyebrows raised. He looked like a deer in headlights.

"You look really nice." I complimented him on the suit he was wearing. For a last minute rental it fit him very nicely.

"You look... wow. You look amazing." Hangman finally stuttered out. I felt a blush rise to my face, hopeful that he couldn't see it because I was already wearing makeup.

"Thank you." I responded.

Hangman and I made our way out to the car where he insisted on driving despite my persistent protests. I was always nervous about other people driving my car. That car is more important to me than most people. We arrived only one minute before it hit 6:30.

Hangman opened the door for me and offered his arm to me. We walked into the venue with our arms linked. The room was beautiful. Deep, dark woods with large windows that faced the ocean on the south side. The room was filled with old men and their wives and younger adults that were around our age. I tried to stand on my toes to search for Maverick before I finally found him tucked away in the corner.

I let go of hangman's arm and started to make my way through the crowd. He lunged for my hand and grabbed it so he could trail behind me through the crowds. We finally reached Maverick, a look of relief on his face upon seeing us.

"Y/n, thank goodness." He breathed out and embraced me. "Wow you look beautiful." Maverick commented, taking a step back to look at me.

"Thank you."

"Hangman, good to see you. Thank you for coming out to help with the Top Gun class this year." Maverick held out his hand to shake with Hangman.

Hangman shook Mavericks hand and they both clasped each others elbows with smiles. "Any time, I'm happy to help."

"Are you nervous, you look nervous." I commented on Mavericks fidgety hands and shifty eyes. He sighed and looked down at his feet.

"Believe it or not I'm not the best public speaker." 

"Get a couple beers in ya, loosen up a little." Hangman chimed in. Based on mavericks reaction, it looked like he remembered something he forgot. Maverick reached into his pocket and pulled out two paper wristbands. He gestured for me to hold out my hand, which I did and he put the wristband on me.

"These will get you free drinks at the bar." Hangman and I looked at each other in excitement, immediately making our way over to the bar and jumping in line. I got just a simple red merlot and Hangman got a rum and coke.

"So, Maverick being your dad. How's that been?" Hangman asked as we found a tall table in the corner to sit down. The question caught me off guard, I almost forgot that it wasn't a secret anymore. Everybody found out when I went to the hospital.

"It's been good. It's weird going your entire adult life not knowing someone was your father but it's also felt like I've known him forever. We can just talk for hours about anything."

Hangman smiled at me, a smile that I knew to be genuine from him. "That's great. Is he the reason you stayed?"

"Mostly. I forgot how much I loved being at Top Gun so I thought I could work there until I was deployed next."

"Well, I think you're doing a great job. You handled yourself well with that asshole."

I rolled my eyes thinking of the arrogant student from earlier today. "I'm going to enjoy making him suffer."

While hangman and I were laughing, we heard a woman gasp loudly and exclaim "Oh my gosh!" I looked over and saw a middle aged woman looking right at me, dragging her husband behind her. My stomach dropped and my face fell into shock. It was the woman from the restaurant the night of Rooster and I's first date.

"What is it what's wrong?" Hangman leaned over the table and asked quietly. Before I could answer, they were there. The woman extended her arms out and hugged me. It became very clear she had one too many glasses of wine.

"I can't believe you're here!" I responded nervously, glancing over at hangman who looked utterly confused.

"I heard there was a naval pilot speaking tonight and I thought, oh what if our friends from the restaurant are here tonight. Darren thought I was crazy but here you are!"

"You're still crazy, Grace." Darren spoke with a monotoned voice and taking a drink of his beer.

"Hush now." She waved her hand back at her husband dismissively. "So where's your other half?" She asked me while looking around the room. I glanced sideways at Hangman, who seemed confused but uninterested in the conversation.

"Oh Bradley is not here right now. He got deployed out in another mission." I explained.

"Oh my goodness. It just dawned on me we don't know your names." Grace smacked her forehead dramatically in a motion of self punishment.

"So it's Bradley and.." she looked at me expectantly.

"Y/n." I responded.

"Bradley and y/n..." she looked at me expectedly again waiting for a last name.

"My last name or his?" I asked.

"Well his will become your soon won't it?" She winked at me.

"Right." I mumbled in realization of the circumstances in which we met this couple. "Bradshaw."

"Y/n Bradshaw. That sounds nice, hon."

Hangman cleared his throat loudly which caused me to look over at him. "Right, this is our mutual friend, Jake. Him and I  went to Fighter Weapons school together."

Grace held her hand out for Jake to shake. "It is lovely to meet you. I'm grace and this is my husband Darren."

"It's nice to meet you both." Hangman chuckled as he shook both their hands.

Grace leaned over to me to whisper in my ear. "Do all the men in the navy look like this?" She asked. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Only all of my friends." I joked back at her with a wink.

"Between your Fiancé and your friend here maybe I need to join the navy." She joked. This caused the entire group to laugh along.

"Well we should get going. It was great to see you again. Tell Bradley we said hi!"

"I will!" I called to them as they slowly walked away from the conversation. Once they were out of sight, I collapsed myself onto the table top dramatically.

Hangman chuckled at me. "So how do you know them?" He asked.

"I went on that date with Bradley to a restaurant and he fake proposed to me to get a free dessert and that couple ended up covering our entire bill." I explained.

Hangman raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Wow. So they think you two are engaged."

"Yep."

"And the people at the hospital?" He asked. I sighed and shrugged. "I suppose so. He said that so he wouldn't have to go home."

Normally, hangman's face read like an open book. Whatever emotion he was feeling was clearly displayed on his face. In the time I've known him, it's either been mischief or laughter. For a brief moment I could have sworn he looked upset. Sadness, disappointment, jealousy, the moment ended too quick for me to decide which.

He quickly looked down in his lap and then back up at me. "I gotta go make a phone call really quick."

His actions I thought were off and out of  character. I watched him slip out of the door and outside into the evening light. I furrowed my eyebrows together and turned around to give my attention to the front of the room, alone, ready to listen to mavericks speech.

Next Chapter

[dianessunflower]

Art in The Good Fight (2017-2022) - Part 2

part 1 here:

this part 2 is mostly about s6, because i think you can really track what the art is doing for story and character. so, let's get into it!!

still mad the new partner Ri'Chard took away this beauty, but they're forgiven for 603's art history references.

in the scene with the Dr, Diane mentions Landscape with the Fall of Icarus, originally attributed to Pieter Bruegel the Elder (oil on canvas, c. 1560). it's in the Royal Museums of Fine Arts of Belgium in Brussels.

this is absolutely fascinating, because the composition of the painting is original—to give prominence to the 'low' subject matter, being the agricultural figure, rather than Icarus, to whom Diane is drawn. this is called 'Mannerist inversion' (yes i screamed, i'm a nerd).

this piece is brilliantly used this ep. Icarus, small, drowns unnoticed by everyone else. death happens all the time, and we move on. i'm reminded of Diane's sane little corner. the world is oblivious to the tragedy of hubris, concerned only with themselves. seems apocalyptic...

which leads me to my next point. behind the Dr is a Jean Andran engraving of a painting called Winter, part of a Seasons series now in the Louvre by Nicolas Poussin from the 1660s. and what does it depict? the flood. 100% premonition of impending death.

i love that *someone* has done their NY homework and seen that Guggenheim Hilma af Klint exhibit (i am not jealous at all), because also in the Dr's office is af Klint's Tree of Knowledge, No. 5 (Kunskapens träd, nr 5), from the 1915 W Series.

for various reasons, af Klint was for a long time ignored in favour of Kandinsky, Mondrian, Kupka etc in modern Western nonrepresentational art (also her queerness 🍵). her work has two overlapping levels, one biographical and one relating to the history of humanity.

the Tree of Knowledge series is part of her series of 193 Paintings for the Temple, which was af Klint's vision for the future as given to her by a spiritual medium, to depict 'the immortal aspects of man'. hence, she uses iconography from Christianity and Hinduism.

each piece in the Tree of Knowledge series is a variation on a theme, a tree with a heart-shaped crown. and there's a progression to the biblical allusion to Genesis symbolising innocence to fall from Grace, but there are also organic forms and ornate details.

the Tree of Knowledge (of Good and Evil) is usually paired with the

symbol of the Tree of Life, and in af Klint's work, signals binaries melding into unity. but the tree also signals Buddhism (the fig tree), the Tau/life force, the Arasa Maram in Hinduism.

the colours have meaning, yellow for female and blue for male. put them together and it becomes green, and the colours have become purer. this is No. 5, so the white radiations that were pale rose-coloured in No. 4 are now inverted.

af Klint probably knew Rudolf Steiner's colour meanings—yellow as spirit, blue as soul. green as the lifeless image of the living, peach-blossom the living image of the soul. white as the soul's image of the spirit, black as the spiritual image of the lifeless (cf swans).

the 12 sections in the top lotus leaf crown seem to represent the zodiac, months. also, there's a multi-coloured, lobed 'cross' in the small box middle-right, which maybe suggests the first awakening of the higher self?? compare this to the unity of colourful two birds in the bottom circle. there's a lot to be said about how this art represents how humans navigate their smallness in the world.

as seen on 604 in Diane's office, this is Street Musicians, by the American artist Norman Lewis (oil on canvas, 1948). part of the post-war movement.

from 605, i have identified some of the pieces Ri'Chard chose for the office, and they were clearly chosen for reasons. (unfortunately i couldn't find Liz's but i love the home decor and don't doubt this was also carefully chosen.)

this is by Kara Walker, known for room-size tableaux of black cut-paper silhouettes. her work illustrates the origins & legacy of slavery in the American South. i suspect there's a Civil War reference too. the 1994 piece riffs on Gone With The Wind (MOMA).

i really love this one. this is Holy Mountain II by Horace Pippin, a self-taught artist post WW1. he was influenced by Edward Hicks, a Quaker minister who painted interpretations of Isaiah’s biblical prophecy of world peace and harmony in nature (Peaceable Kingdom, c 1830-32).

though the gatherings seem tranquil, the Holy Mountain series is very dark. poppies, soldiers, grave markers, a limp body hanging from a tree... Holy Mountain I refers to D-Day, Holy Mountain II to Pearl Harbor Day, & Holy Mountain III (Smithsonian) to Nagasaki.

so there are parallels between WW1/Civil War, but it is also very Eden-esque. i rather like that the pastoral figure in a white dress with the yellow cheetah is the centre focus. all very biblical, which fits right in with Ri'Chard's style. Pippin himself stated that,

"'Holy Mountain' came to my mind because the whole world is in such trouble, and in reading the Bible (Isaiah 11:6) it says that there will be peace in the land. If a man knows nothing but hard times he will paint them, for he must be true to himself, but even that man may have a dream, an ideal and 'Holy Mountain' is my answer to such dreaming."

i was thinking about how much gold Ri'Chard brought into the office in the context of his Brand™ (1 & 2 old decor, 3 & 4 new, but none identified yet oop)

there are other etchings in the Dr's office: top: 'Rotherhithe' by James McNeill Whistler from the Thames Set (1860, V&A) bottom: 'Clearing a wreck on the north coast of Cornwall' by Thomas Rowlandson (c 1809-1822, British Museum).

Dr Dude likes ships that's all i can say 🤷‍♀️ but actually i think there's something interesting about all the Flood references in the Dr's office, like Diane is drowning. possibly, there's a subtle allusion to a very famous painting, Le Radeau de la Méduse, by Théodore Géricault (1818-19, oil on canvas, Louvre).

this is an icon of French Romanticism, depicting the aftermath of the wreck of the French naval frigate Méduse, which ran aground off the coast of what is now Mauritania on 2 July 1816. what's so interesting about this painting is that it presents ordinary people, rather than heroes, reacting to the unfolding drama. as Christine Riding says, the painting represents,

"the fallacy of hope and pointless suffering, and at worst, the basic human instinct to survive, which had superseded all moral considerations and plunged civilised man into barbarism."

by 607, Diane's office art has changed to a piece called Three Tumblers by Daniel Clarke (2018), perhaps a reference to her revolving office bar. also did we notice her flower obsession has dulled a little? but there are still orchids all around the office. i'll leave you to google the meaning of the original Greek word 👀

elsewhere in the office, FIRES abound on the digital screen in the conference room. flood, fire…and?

where there's a mansion, there's sure to be art (609): Asher Brown Durand, Landscape—Scene from "Thanatopsis" (1850, Met); Max Ferdinand Bredt, In the Courtyard of the Harem; John Frederick Lewis, Intercepted Correspondence (1869).

in 609 when same sex marriage is overturned (and Christine Baranski's acting chops is on full show with her shocked face), the image on the tv screen is Witch burning in Regenstein, Saxony-Anhalt, 1555. It's a wood engraving after an original printed on flyleaf (Germanisches Nationalmuseum, Nuremberg).

frankly there's a lot of misinformation about witch trials, not least of which is that they happened a lot later than most people think (ie. not the medieval period). the early modern period 16-17th centuries were the height of the European witchcraft trials.

and it was an ongoing, systematic persecution that resulted from the targetting of Christian heretics and Jews throughout the 14th century, and gradually both the church and scholars became more and more obsessed with demonology. it was really about the 'other', the concern about the loss of a certain way of life.

Diane, of course, calls herself a wench, so i think it's interesting that her s6 arc eventuates with her heading up a female-only law firm in DC working on women's rights and Roe v Wade. i dislike the way that the word 'witchhunt' is misappropriated like other historical terms in modern contexts, but it's probably fair to call the current backsliding on women's rights a witchhunt. so i love this double meaning.

finally, i wanted to return to how Diane's office art tracks her journey. the Surrealist art was the tone of the show throughout. but the violence seeped into the everyday and everyone just got used to it. hence the second painting is war (contrast the flowers).

but then Diane chooses to stop PT108. almost immediately, a bullet lands on the realist painting of a woman (where does she end up? in Washington DC fighting the good fight for women).

the violence doesn't end there. and then the office literally explodes & you can see a painting is off-centre. which seems like a good metaphor for where the world is at.

so yeah, the progression in Diane's office from Peony Girl to Post-War to a painted version of Chris is just chef's kiss. the way it tracks her psyche in s6? i'm obsessed.

[pickle-the-lad]

💚I finally decided to coin my gender flag💚

Binary Green-Boy Flag

A type of Xinboy: Identifying as binary male and greengender in a monogender way. Though this is not exclusive to monogenders. If this resonates with you, you can be multigender with binary green boy happily in your collection💚

Flag inspiration

Transmasc Flag | Xinboy Flag | Greengender flag

Although the transmasc flag is a part of my inspo, this is not tied to your gender assigned at birth. You can identify as Trans, Cis, or anything in between along with this identity.

Because I find it fun: here's some suggested pronouns! you don't have to use them obviously! I don't use half of these lol

He/him/his/his/himself

Gre/green/greens/greens/greenself

Xin/xeno/xenine/xenic/xeninity

💚/💚/💚s/💚s/💚self

🟢/🟢/🟢s/🟢s/🟢self

🟩/🟩/🟩s/🟩s/🟩self

Coined by me, requested to by me, for anyone💚

[the-unicorn-nick]

Here is my version of the Polysexual Pride Flag. The three stripes go together to meet in the center to be an expression of all of the genders together that they are attracted to. Since Polysexual is an in between of Bisexual and Pansexual, I made this design an inbetween of the Bisexual flag and my Pansexual Flag.

Pink: Attraction to female-identified people. Green: Attraction to people who identify outside the traditional male-female binary. Blue: Attraction to male-identified people.

[zenki-soukokq]

Hi!

I loved the match up you did for me with gorou, I couldn't stop smiling while reading it and it was so perfect

If its ok to ask for a second one, I'd like to request another romantic match-up for bungo stray dogs

Here's my Info again:

I’m non-binary and I use all pronouns, but most times i like to lean towards they/them. I'd like to be referred to as Mika.

I’m pansexual but I’d like to be matched up with a male since most of my favs are male

I'm afab and I'm 171 cm tall. I have pale skin and green eyes, and long eyelashes that I'm very proud of. I have really light brown and curly hair, and i had it cut short in a pixie cut, but its started to grow a bit at the back. I have an athletic body shape, and I prefer to wear a binder to appear more androgynous even though I have a small chest size. I'm considering getting top surgery though. My style is dark Akademiya and alt depending on how i feel.

My personality type is INTJ 5w6, I’m similar to Diluc and Scaramouche the most. I come off as cold and unwelcoming to most people at first and I'm very closed off, but I’m very warm and chaotic once you get to know me. I have a hard time talking to others because I’m very shy, but I’m loud, chaotic and teasing to people I’m comfortable with, more like Heizou and Childe. I also heavily relate to Dazai, Akutagawa and Atsushi. I value loyalty and comfort above all else, and I try my best to make sure the people I care about know this even though I have a hard time at expressing how I feel. I speak through actions rather than words. I also have some autistic traits.

I don’t really have a main aesthetic, but recently my style has been more dark Akademiya. I like to appear well-dressed in button-ups, turtlenecks, slacks and trench coats. I also really like flannel, my favourite colour is red although i own several in many colours.

I tend to have a saviour complex, I want to be a detective when I’m older and use my brain to help others.

As for hobbies, I’m an artist and musician. I’m very picky with my tools and prefer to work digitally with the best programs and brushes I can get my hands on. My work has no meaning, I just draw what I like and what appeals to me. I draw for my friends on their birthdays. I use art to show that I care, putting lots of work to draw a character my friends care about is how I show that I care, I want to take time and effort to show them that I care. I can play the guitar and sing and dance too. Sometimes i compose and write songs. I also love reading in my spare time, I’m a maladaptive daydreamer, and spend a lot of time immersing myself in fictional worlds.

For a romantic partner, I see the personality above all else. I have no preference for gender, as long as they’re someone gentle and loyal. I also love a good sense of humour

My love languages are quality time and physical touch (giving and receiving), since I’m very touch-starved, I like to be physically close to my loved ones. But i overthink a lot, so I also like to be reassured that my partner cares. I don’t have much experience in relationships, but I’m a hopeless romantic.

You have been matched up with...Atsushi Nakajima!

"You've got the wrong idea. I'm not strong, and I'm not popular. In fact, my entire life has been cursed. I know full well how you feel, envying and hating everyone around you." — Atsushi to Lucy

How you two met:

A new case at the detective agency has been assigned to Atsushi, and he has been instructed to look out for "a sprouting new detective" on the scene. When Atsushi arrives, he can't help but curse Dazai for his horrible ability of describing people, until someone from behind taps him on the shoulder.

Atsushi was glancing around the area, searching for someone he had no idea how to identify

He didn't have to look for long, though, as he felt a couple of light taps on his shoulder

He turned himself around, and saw you, staring at him, almost dauntingly

He jumped back a little, in shock

You walked towards him, and asked him if he was ready to start the investigation

Albeit quite nervously, he said yes, and the two of you began to work together on the case

Two things had happened at this place- one stolen artifact, and one murdered person

Atsushi didn't really know where to start, but he was able to do two things- connect the murder to the stolen artifact

The person seemed to be wearing an outfit related to the facility, although it was hard to tell what part

The artifact stolen was an antique mirror, and the reasons behind the theft were also largely unknown

Both of you had very little to work with in terms of investigation and deduction, but you were able to notice some key details

There were small wooden shavings strewn around some spots of the room, and they seemed to fit the description of the type of wood used on the mirror

On the victim as well, there were a couple of small chipped pieces of wood

From this, you concluded that the mirror was definitely directly involved in the murder

You shared your deductions with Atsushi, and he recommended checking to see if there was any sort of path made by the wood, and there was

The two of you worked from there, and eventually came to the conclusion that the mirror was used as a weapon to physically impair the victim, and it eventually lead to his death due to a lack of immediate care

As for the culprit, that was for another day, as it had already gotten to be terribly late, and the two of you needed to head home

One night passed by, and Atsushi fell asleep with fairly pleasant thoughts. He had quite enjoyed working with you on the case so far, and looked forward to closing it off with you tomorrow. The next day came quicker than he could've thought, and he headed back to the site.

You were already hard at work, inspecting the area for any possible pointers on who the culprit could be

Atsushi had approached you, and greeted you with a quiet hello

You turned to him, and gave a light smile in response, before turning back to what you were inspecting

Atsushi felt quite happy with your response, and asked you what you were doing

As you pointed at the ground, you began to explain that there was a very light imprint on the carpet that didn't seem to match anyone's shoes, and that it was likely that these were the culprit's prints

He remembered seeing footprints elsewhere in the building, and went over to check if they were still there

Luckily for him, they led out to an exit in the building, and although there weren't any terribly obvious indicators of where the person went, he was still glad to have found another clue

A couple of hours had passed by, and more work was done, until you two were able to identify who had committed the crime

After the police were sent off to go find the person, he caught your attention before you began to leave

He approached you with a very light blush on his face, and with a visible nervousness to him

"This is definitely the worst place to tell you, but...I-I think I've fallen in love with you-! I know you might be weirded out by that, because we met yesterday and all, but please consider visiting me again, at least!"

Why you two are compatible:

"Suddenly, an idea came to me. A foolish idea that I can't get out of my mind. If I have any chance of saving them all, of returning them home safely, would that mean it's okay for me to keep on living?"

Your initially colder disposition might've put him off a bit, but as you two would spend more time together, he would really warm up to you a lot more

I don't know in what ways you relate to him, but I think he'd be very positively receptive of that, meaning that he would be very understanding about it

I think that his generally kind personality towards most people would pair well with your personality

His tendency to view people in absolutes is likely another reason that your relationship would work well

Atsushi would most likely see you in a morally righteous position, where he almost admires you for your want to save people

I think that with the way you would naturally warm up to him as the relationship progresses is probably another reason why the two of you would work well in a relationship together

I have a strong feeling that Atsushi's primary love language is also physical touch, primarily because of how he was raised

Although, I think he'd be receptive to any form of love

His personality as a whole generally seems like it would do well with yours

Relationship Headcanons:

Chances are, he's either trying to get you to join the Armed Detective Agency, or he's already succeeded in doing so

Working alongside you would probably make him quite happy

I think he might become a little dependent on you for a lot of things, but not in an unhealthy way

More so in a way where he now has someone he can almost completely latch onto without any worries

Whether or not you have an ability, he's probably still going to be incredibly fascinated by anything and everything that you do

Atsushi would definitely be interested in your artistic talents, and would constantly try to interact with/understand what you make

I believe that he fits very well into your ideal qualities in a partner

He'd most definitely be incredibly loyal to you, whether it be him willingly being nearby you at all times, protecting you, or something else

He'd be very gentle to, not only because it's in his nature, but also because he cares for you quite a bit

Atsushi seems like he would also be very appreciative of you, and would constantly be reassuring you, complimenting you, and generally just ensuring that you're comfortable

New Years Headcanons:

Atsushi was stuck at his desk, frustrated

He had been thinking things over for around a week now, and he still hadn't figured anything out for New Years

Sure, he had the basics, like some gifts and all that, but he couldn't think of anything special

Paired with that, is a stack of papers that he had to finish before he left work

He sighed, and began to slowly clear the papers, until he had an idea

He knew that he wouldn't be able to do anything terribly extravagant, but he knew that he could at least take you to see some attractions

Atsushi decided that once he was done with his work, he could take you out for dinner, and then he could work his way from there

With his newfound motivation, he cleared through the stack of papers, and went out on his way to take you to dinner

Once he had gotten to your home, he already had plans for what to do after

He would take you to get desserts, and then he would lead you off to a nice clearing where you could see the sky, completely undisturbed

Over dinner, he was excited, and cheerful

Afterwards, he took you to get crepes and various other sweets, and with boundless energy he took you across various parts of Yokohama

By the time he was finished, it was already quite late at night, with roughly an hour left until twelve

He took your hand, and grasped it tightly as he began to run towards the clearing

He stopped abruptly once he had arrived, and turned to you with a smile

"It looks like we arrived a bit early, but that's alright. We can spend more time together, because of that! Happy New Years, Mika- I really hope I made this day special for you."

Afterword:

I'm glad you enjoyed the Gorou matchup! I hope you enjoyed this one just as much! (Also, after reading this over, I just realized how it turned out a little long-)

[junithelooperrrr]

Just non binary really

They/them, although i'm not too bothered

12! 16 now

That they do get out of there and it does ease up. And also to actually eat something because water just makes the hungry stomach ache worse

That my online friends were pressuring me into saying i'm non binary.

I don't know of many celebrities but i do love whoever the actor for Pollution in Good Omens is!

Just normally I guess, bringing it up in conversation.

"I'm fine with genderfluid - just don't get it on my shoes."

At least one but tbh? i just keep track of their pronouns and not so much their labels

my favorite lgbtq character is funnily enough every character i have ever taken an interest in even if they are not canonically lgbtq. funny how that works

lgbtq(+).

Just simple as "person who neither identifies as male nor female".

I like to draw. I couldn't think of anything else rn haha

I still mostly use my regular birth name irl but my online names just generally come to me randomly.

Not in a relationship but my good ex was like "cool, anyways". i honestly think that's a w

Anything's fine, i don't even mind people using gendered terms, i'm not very heavy on terms/pronouns

While labels can help you make sense of the experience, it's better to figure out what makes you happy than what exactly you are.

Just the regular non binary one or, if i feel like a silly goose, the evil one with a more bluish purple and a lime green instead of yellow.

Let the day go by. Having a plush or something nearby to comfort you can help but sometimes it's just A Day that you can't do anything with.

I don't follow many blogs so not really.

feminine but i would like to go more androgynous in some ways?

that i'm (usually) unapologetically myself, that i'm doing better than i was before, and that i feel comfortable being creative!

My dear lgbt+ kids, 

Since over 400 of you agreed that it’s Nonbinary November, I decided to do something fun for my nonbinary kids and came up with this: 

22 Questions for Nonbinary November! 

1.Which labels do you use?

2.What are your pronouns?

3.How old were you when you came out to yourself as nonbinary?

4.What’s one thing you’d like to tell your younger self?

5.Is there a myth about nonbinary people that annoys you the most?

6.Is there a nonbinary celebrity you look up to?

7.If you’re out, how did you come out?

8.Is there a gender-related pun you like? 

9.Do you have friends who identify as nonbinary, too?

10.Do you have a favorite lgbt+ character?

11. Lgbt, lgbt+, lgbtqa+… which one do you usually use?

12. How do you explain the term “nonbinary” to people who have no idea what it means?

13.Tell us a fun fact about yourself (gender-related or random!) 

14.How did you find your name? 

15.If you’re in a relationship, how did your partner react to your coming-out?

16.Do you prefer partner, datemate, significant other or something else?

17.A piece of advice for questioning kids?

18.Which flag(s) do you use?

19.Any tips for bad days?

20.Do you have a favorite nonbinary blog on tumblr?

21.Feminine, masculine, androgynous - or none of those things?

22. What are your three favorite things about yourself?

If you’re on the nonbinary spectrum, you can copy those and answer them on your blog (and tag me!).You can do all at once or one a day. Feel free to skip any questions you don’t want to answer. 

I hope this will be a fun way for nonbinary people to share their stories and a way for others to learn more about the nonbinary community! <3 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Dad