#Like the only reason why i used to dislike he him prns was because people only called me that when i was being masculine whcih annoyed me

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I use any pronouns because i dont gender pronouns idk why people see she her as feminine. ive been raised to see nothing as gendered and that includes names body and pronouns.

When i hear she her i dont think woman or feminine, i just hear words. Same with he him and they them ect.. i never was taught otherwise. I know many people that say an enby person goes by they them pronouns or that a cis person that wants to go by they th is enby by default. but i just dont see pronouns that way. If im wrong, im fine for someone to explain to me. But they arent gendered imo nor have gender expression.

tumblr users who use multiple sets of pronouns,

like if you use she/they/it do you want people to swtich up which ones they're using or if someone just always uses it/its for you is that fine

i read once someone being like "if someone uses multiple sets of pronouns and you don't alternate that's the same as misgendering them" and that really stuck out to me since i don't feel the same way at all like if u wanna pick ur fav pronoun and use that i really don't care, but i wanted to see if im like ? weird 4 that ?

pls reblog im so curious and also i have 3.5 followers

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[ chase sui wonders changed to havana rose liu, cisfemale, she/they ] — whoa! MADDOX YOON just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for TWO YEARS, working as a/an TATTOO ARTIST. that can’t be easy, especially at only 25 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit SHY and DISMISSIVE , but i know them to be FUNNY and THOUGHTFUL. whatever. i guess i’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to MANHATTAN!

full name: maddox yoon nickname: mads prns: she/theyage: 25 sexuality: bi zodiac: pisces traits: reserved, dismissive, funny, thoughtful, loving, emotional, confident, excitable, adventurous, out spoken vibes: long lashes, giggles hidden behind a palm, stacked jewelry hobbies: art, photography, daydreaming education: high school diplomajob: tattoo artist

bio:

maddox yoon was born to two loving parents. she was a surprise, but the only person that seemed to be bothered by that was her older brother. he wished he could've stayed an only child. whether maddox understood this or not, she was determined to sway his opinion. from the moment she laid eyes on him, she was obsessed. her brother's name was her first word and when she learned how to walk, all she would do was follow him around. she loved him. she was never going to give up on him. when she was old enough to talk, she would pester him. she asked him questions about everything. she wanted to do whatever he was doing and wanted to learn whatever video games he was playing. as much as he tried and tried to shake her off, he couldn't. she wouldn't let him. no matter how many times he told her to 'shut up' or 'go away', she would only giggle and brush it off. if he called her a 'doodoo head'--because he was five and that was the most sophisticated insult he could offer--she would laugh hysterically, falling to the ground in tears over the silly nickname. he was the reason she developed an interest in art. when he started the first grade, his class had an art lesson every thursday. maddox, being in preschool with no real educational structure, was so jealous. all she wanted was to use the pastels her brother brought home or manipulate the charcoal the same way her brother's muddy fingers did. she was entranced. so eventually, her parents put her in art class. she was completely enthralled. the only other thing she'd taken to this intensely had been her brother. and those were the only two things she'd ever hold so dear. as her and her brother grew up, his ice towards her began to thaw. when he realized she was only there to encourage him and compliment him, he forgot why he ever disliked her at all. they became the best of friends. when maddox was getting ready for high school, her parents encouraged her to apply to a fancy art school. she didn't think she'd get in, she never considered herself special or anything. but she did. she got in. she was so excited and art became her life. before she knew it, she was in her senior year, already nostalgic for the years that had passed. she immediately got accepted for an apprenticeship with a tattoo artist she admired, the school she graduated from offering high acclaim and stellar opportunity. she was getting everything she dreamed of and she couldn't fathom how things could be so wonderful. she still does physical art every single day, but she loves decorating people in her art most of all.

wanted connections: older brother: same one in her bio exes: good terms, bad terms, not quite finished terms. all of it.