#and agender soon after

[nooneofimportance]

bisexual->asexual & agender->asexual & agender & cupioromantic->asexual & agender & aromantic->asexual & agender & loveless aro->asexual & demigender (constant agender, flux antigender feminine) & loveless

what was y'all's identity progression? mine was something like

lesbian -> bi -> bi & ply -> ply -> ply & gray ace -> bi & gray ace -> bi lesbian & gray ace -> bi lesbian & gray ace & genderqueer

(there were a bunch of acespec and gender microlabels in there too that sorta come and go and come again but i simplified)

[nonbinary-arsonists]

HELL YEAH PRI(D(EMO)N)TH

[kratosnaturals]

WIP Saturday Thursday #5

Because I am positively on a roll right now. Nick lovers rise up.

“That ash is going to burn your shirt, Nicky,” Hancock mentioned casually with a hint of upturned lips, putting out his own cigarette on the bar’s ashtray. Nick snapped out of his thoughts with a questioning hum. He removed the rolled tobacco from between his lips with the intend of flicking off the burned excess, but when the orange embers landed on his chest he mumbled out an annoyed ‘shit!’ and quickly tried to brush it off of the white fabric. His friend simply gave him an amused ‘told you so.’

“You’re acting odd tonight. Even more than usual,” Hancock breached carefully, following the other man's gaze, “penny for your thoughts?”

Nick stalled. Was he really acting strange? He always thought he’s good at hiding his feelings… or perhaps Hancock was simply teasing him. The mayor did so love riling people up.

“Simply a little worn out after the past few months,” Nick brushed off, focusing his eyes on all the strung up lights around the area now. An understanding hum slipped Hancock’s lips, and the synth assumed their conversation would end there, but his companion had other plans. A toothy grin slowly spread across Hancock’s lips, and those metaphorical cogs in his head started moving. He poured himself another finger or two of whiskey, and slipped just a little closer to Nick.

“So. Are you really going to let mister ‘lasts-a-minute’ and the former tin woman upstage you?” Hancock asked innocently, bumping his hip into Nick’s. The latter looked bewildered now, as much as his synthetic flesh allowed him to grimace his displeasure. A grumble, low and a tinge threatening, “John.”

Jackpot, John thought, that hit a nerve. It was absolutely no surprise, to anyone, really, that the smooth-talking sleuth held a torch for his new co-detective. Those two could be fucking out in the open and it would be less obnoxious than whatever weird game of ‘will-they-won’t they’ those idiots were playing for ages now.

“I’m just sayin’. It’s really obvious,” John tutted, no longer feigning that poor display of innocence. Nick stirred uncomfortably besides him.

“John-”

“Are you going to keep doing this ‘I’m an old synth’ spiel or are you actually going to…” Hancock paused, looking the other man up and down, “steel up and tell the ‘dame’ she gets your coolant pumps workin’ overtime?”

Nick opened his mouth, but Hancock cut him off again with a raised finger as he took a quick sip, “don’t ‘John’ me, sleuth. Now get your rusty ass and loose screws over there and ask her for a dance.”

Another song played on the radio. Rock and roll. The synth nearly crushed the glass he was still holding with his metal hand. His claws scratched the material with a squeak that made him cringe, “I- no. I think you’re misunderstanding something.”

Hancock huffed, “Do I? Because to me it seems like you’re both just dancing around each other. Are you going to keep stalling and watch her get swept up by someone else? Well, she doesn’t seem all too shy, so maybe you could wait. I’m sure she’d come around. No promises, though.”

With a sombre expression Nick went back to watching his frolicking friend among the crowd, still held by Curie. The two swung and tip-toed around to the upbeat music with glee, ignoring the world around them. She danced, and danced, and danced. Much like she did with Preston, and Nate, and Piper, and even Codsworth-

“You know, for the best detective the Commonwealth has to offer, you’re really dense. Even denser than the metal you’re made out of, brother,” said Hancock before finishing his drink in one big gulp, “well, if you’re not planning to go for it, I might as well shoot my shot. Sir ‘short, pale and handsome’ has been touchy with not just you, Nicky.”

She liked being called sir?

That train of thought quickly spiralled off of its rails at the thought of John getting handsy with Eliza; wooing her, seducing her, getting with her-

It made his mechanical insides churn. It made him sick.

[gor3sigil]

Trans drag performers deserve better.

Okay so since y'all seem interested, here we go.

[This is about MY experience as a “former” transmasc drag king, in my local scene. This isn't representative of the drag scene as a whole because drag is a wide, huge scene with pretty much any type of people in it. I have never done paid gig. I only performed a couple of times before deciding to stop.]

I discovered drag with RuPaul like a lot of people, and for a long time, I only knew about drag queens. It’s when I learned about an initiation to drag king happening in my town that I decided to try it. I did a bit of research before the event took place and that's how I learned that drag king is widely undocumented, compared to drag queen. A bit disheartening but I was excited to do something new and especially to get back in my local queer community after 2 years or so of “no contact” with it because trauma (see my post about my first T4T relationship to understand why).

First surprise when I got there, I was the only transmasc present as an attendee. The organiser and person who teached us is agender and go by he/him, and his at the time SO is a transmasc enby but appart from them, I was the only trans person. Most of the others were cis lesbian women. Makes sense. The initiation weekend went really well and we ended up performing in an open scene at the end. I can't count the amount of times I got misgendered by other kings during this weekend and I have to say, it pissed me off so fucking bad because I was the only one getting consistantly misgendered. But I brushed it off and had a blast.

My drag persona is more of a dragula king, really goth, and I did a lipsync performance on a Black Dresses song. I loved it and had a blast. A year or so later, we decided with other drag kings to do a little group to perform together.

Once again, I'm the only trans person.

And that's when the shitshow kinda happened. From all the drag kings present, I was also the only one who wasn't already part of a collective. So the group we had was composed of people from 2 collectives who would basically cheer each other out at every show, and it's great !! But I wasn't being integrated into the group, and I felt defeated. One of the main reasons why I didn't go to drag shows was because I was FLAT BROKE. I couldn't attend these events as they were always or in a bar so you have to at least buy a drink, or had a fee, and I couldn't afford that.

We started doing rehearsals and I set up a discord server for us all to use and organize the said rehearsals. It soon became apparent that they weren't really serious about this group, that they were more involved in their own collectives and it was HELL to have at least one rehearsal a month. But we had a show scheduled for september, and half of the kings weren't ready, didn't know their texts nor songs. I knew it was going to be bad. Also we were confirmed that the gig was going to actually happen 3 days only before, because the people who said they were going to do the visuals NEVER DID and we had to fumble something quick so the event was promoted very fucking late and we weren't sure we could even afford to do it, because not many tickets were sold.

During the rehearsals I got singled out for everything. My voice was dropping because of the T (I had started 8 months prior) and I tried to do my best with the singing parts but got told a few times that my low voice would sound “weird” amongst the sopranos. Also, one of the solo part a king was going to perform was on a very upbeat music and he said we could join IF WE WANTED.

I said I'd pass since it wasn't my style at all.

And when we got to the venue, the venue didn't have any backstage and I had my solo part just after that, so I couldn't just stand there on stage and do nothing. The others in my group KNEW IT as they had performed in this venue BEFORE but just told me “oh, too bad, improvise something” when they were the same ones who told me that taking part in the number was not mandatory.

Regarding the other artists, man, I hated everything. I got misgendered constantly IN KING LIKE - I'M A DRAG KING FFS. Even by others in my group.

When I corrected another performer, a cis gay dude, he laughed at my FACE and told me “but you're trans aren't you like, against gender or something ?”. As I was pre op and still early in my transition I was basically outing myself everytime I told my pronouns and I got so many cis performers ask me invasive questions about my sex life, or being like “yeah I have a trans friend who goes by X but I knew them as Y so it's Y to me but it's not in a disrespectful way you see”.

So yeah, I didn't have a great night. :)

The cis kings called me “girl” or “sis” because “I'm one of them” even after telling them time and time again that I wasn't comfortable with that.

And after this quite disastrous experience, the same ones who called me “girl” and me got into an argument because they wanted to change a song about forced toxic masculinity which is an INCREDIBLY POWERFUL AND BEAUTIFUL SONG into lyrics to talk about femininity. I said that we could use another song then, because there's so few cis men singers who sing about being forced into toxic masculinity and virility that I found that a bit disrespectful to take this important message and make it about women and femininity. There's plenty of songs about that that we could use.

And now guess what ? I was a MEAN MAN who wanted women to NOT TALK ABOUT THEIR ISSUES because I was a very MANLY DUDE DISGUSTING MALE.

The same people who couldn't gender me correctly and called me “sis” a WEEK BEFORE.

So yeah, I got the fuck out and gave up.

I really wish I can perform again one day, but it'll be in another scene.

So PSA: book drag kings, because they are so underrepresented it's disheartening, RESPECT trans drag performers, don't but bioessentialism in drag for the LOVE OF GOD IT'S DRAG. Like imagine being transphobic as a DRAG PERFORMER. Learn the history. And fucking do better.

[tinydefector]

IRON GIANT 2

Optimus prime x human

Warnings: none.

Word count: 2.3k

Is this becoming one of my favourite pieces? Yes, it is. So enjoy more of the dadimus agender.

Optimus prime Masterlist

1

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It's nearly a week later when the sound of little footsteps echo through the forest again. Optimus had taken to using the cave as a sanctuary, he was away from people, war and causing anymore harm; it was his peaceful spot to coexist with the life of earth. He had taken to watching his step a lot more. 

"Oppy!, Oppy!" The voice of the child calls out in the forest from different areas of the small meadow. Optimus onlined his optics slowly as familiar foot fall neared, accompanied by an eager call he had not expected to hear again so soon. Unfurling from his rest against the cave wall, he peered out into the dappled forest light just in time to see the youngling break into the clearing, they continued calling out. 

"Here, little spark," he rumbled gently, not wishing to startle. His chassis gave a rumble of quiet amusement as they raced over to grasp a digit in childish enthusiasm, peering up at him through delicate facial features wrought only for joy and new discovery. 

"Oppy! I knew I'd find you!" they declared proudly, patting his hand. Pars working, I come to play! You wanna see berris? I picked pretty colours for you!" Bright optics shone with innocent invitation, as if this massive metal being was not so different from the little one smiling up at him. 

Settling back with a faint creak, Optimus regarded them fondly. "I would be honoured to see your findings, little one." The child slowly rummages through their pockets pulling out crumpled flowers, berries, rocks and dirt, eagerly showing it to the Large bot who's hand they sit on. "Oh look, look! I drew this for you!" They exclaimed as they pulled out a drawing. It's a crude yet adorable child drawing of Optimus. "It's You!" They state proudly.

Optimus gingerly accepted the well-worn offering, optics crinkling with gentle humour and affection as he examined the unmistakably drawing of himself, however simplified.

"You have quite the artistic talent, little spark," he rumbled warmly, carefully stowing the drawing within his chassis to keep safe. "I shall treasure this." 

As they continued showing findings, however, his sensors pinged softly, noting the absence of their guardian. Brightening optics subtly scanned the trees, playing drones searching for any signs of the guardian... but none appeared. 

A faint thread of concern wove through his field. "Little one, where did you leave your carrier today?" he asked gently after a moment. "Oh, oh! Pars at home. Just the other side of the meadow!," another toothy grin spreads across their face. 

Optimus is more worried about the young child wandering off without their guardians knowledge, he slowly walks out into the sunlight with them in his hand. anxiety rising though his systems. They were too young yet to wander so freely alone in the forest unguided. 

Stepping carefully out into the dappled sunlight, he turned optics down to them and rumbled in his gentlest tones, "It is not safe for you to wander away from their carrier's care, little one. What if you stumbled upon dangers I was not near to help?." His voice is ever soft as he talks to them.  Shifting his hand, he lifted them up to optic level and tapped their tiny nose softly with a digit. "Let us return you home swiftly, less your guardian finds you missing." striding with utmost care and speed towards where he remembered the meadow lay. 

A set of eyes flicker up as they hear their loud steps, the crunching of branches and the loud voice of their child. They look up from working in a garden, planting vegetables. They look up worried for a second before seeing their child with the large red and blue robot. "Baby I told you, no going into the meadows without me!" They call out as they stand and begin walking towards Optimus. They are covered in a mix of soil, mulch and fertiliser. 

Optimus bowed his helm apologetically as the youngling's carrier approached with concern clear upon their features. Stopping a respectful distance away, he carefully lowered his hand and helped the little one slide to the ground between them. 

"Your child came to my shelter with gifts of drawings, yet when seeking their guardian’s presence I discovered them wandering alone and brought them swiftly back." He explains. 

They slowly check their child as they pull their cheek lightly. "No wandering without me baby, I mean it, what would have happened if Optimus wasn't there and you got hurt?" They ask the child. The little one just smiles at them without a care or worry. "Thank you Optimus, sorry they seem to have a skill with disappearing and finding trouble" they state with a sigh.

Optimus vented quietly, field radiating amusement. "No apology is needed," he rumbled gently. Turning down to the child now regarding him with less enthusiasm, he continued in a rumble barely louder than a murmur but meant only for young audials, "Your carrier speaks wisdom, little one. These forests hold wonders, but also perils for ones as small as you. Promise you'll not stray from home again, hmm?."

Rising once more to his full height, though still kneeling, he paused watching them together, there was something about this that made his spark ache. "Go have a bath bub" they state to their child giving them a quick kiss to the forehead. “ahhh par you are stinky!” They squeal and take off running into the house. "Bath!, bath!, bath!" They yell in excitement. It makes their parent sigh with a shake of their head. "Don't use all the Hot water!" They yell out.

Optimus' optics crinkled with gentle amusement as the child raced off squealing. his plating shifted in a subtle shrug. "Younglings possess a boundless energy and curiosity it appears," he rumbled. 

They slowly try wiping dirt off their face. "Can I get you anything, I'm not sure if you eat or drink but is there anything I can get you?"

"You know you don't have to stay in that cave, you're more than welcome to stay in the barn if you wish" they hum with a smile. For a moment Optimus was surprised by the thoughtful offer, not used to such easy generosity. His optics softened earnestly even as his sensors subtly noted details of the little homestead and its assorted life - taking in the moment watching the small farmhouse and barn, a small collection of many animals linger on the property.

"You are too kind," he rumbled gratefully. Although space within his plating felt... empty, lately, in ways repair and recharge did not mend. He lingers watching as They head inside, helping their child wash up. “ You know one of these days you're gonna get yourself in real trouble you know that kiddo” They huff as they scrub their back. Small giggles leave the child as they throw bubbles back. “But Oppy was out there I wanted to say hi!” They state. 

“and what would happen if he wasn't there, baby. You could have gotten hurt” they sigh. Slowly drying their kid off before letting them race around the house. Making dinner and getting them set for the night is a chore in itself. It's only when the phone rings do they let out a tired sigh, answering it. 

 "Yea, yea I can do that Murphy, I'll be in, in 30 just let me get dressed and put my kid to bed" they state. After the phone call they move around getting dressed quickly. "Baby I've gotta go to work, remember the rules about what to do if I'm not home?" They ask the child. "Mmhmm! I stay inside, lock the doors, don't answer for anyone but you, Par! Can Oppy stay and watch me please?" the little one asks with the biggest pleading eyes, still towelling off damp hair. "Please par? I promise to be good, and not wander, if Oppy watches till your home?" 

"I will ask him but you need to go to bed soon it's getting late" they state while pressing another kiss to their forehead. They are quickly out the door. "Sorry I've got to go to work, would you mind just watching them to make sure they don't wander" they ask softly to Optimus. As they head out to their car. 

"It is no trouble," he rumbled gently, bowing his massive helm in easy acceptance. Settling just outside where his pedes would not disturb soil, Optimus' optics dimmed in contentment as he slowly sank to sit beside the house. "Oppy, watch a movie?" They ask while moving the TV so Optimus can watch through the window. 

his optics flicker gently toward the tiny gaze regarding him through the transparent barrier. "As you wish, little one," he rumbled softly, dipping his chin in a nod. Adjusting his massive bulk carefully so as not to shake the dwelling's foundation, he folded his pedes aside and rested intake against powerful arms, 

 The starting of the movie, excitedly showing him the Iron Giant. “Look look its you!” they say excitedly while pointing to the metal man on screen. " He comes from space just like you!" They state excitedly. Orion's optics brightened keenly as the child excitedly guided his attention to images upon the screen, quickly parsing scenarios and recognizing similarities between fictional depiction and aspects of his own frame and past. 

"Fascinating," he rumbled softly. Looking down with a gentle tilt of helm to meet shining eyes gazing up at him in awe, his field pulsed with warmth. "It would seem he and i are in similar situations." 

Turning audio receptors attentively back to the story unfolding, great hands carefully gathered tiny one closer within his palm, sheltering them in one massive digit as together they watched adventures of the unlikely bond between alien visitor and human child unfold. 

As the movie plays on they continue explaining things to Optimus. The large bot focuses in as the movie shows a little boy saving the large bot from a power plant and how their friendship slowly evolves. It makes him see the parallel with his own situation. As it gets to the scene with the Deer, it makes Optimus' spark ache, remembering what had happened only a week ago when he had stepped on a deer. “ Ah I see why you refer to me as the Iron Giant” he states ever so softly.  Within some time the child is asleep on the couch. Optimus can feel the rain clouds rolling in and decides it's time to retreat into the barn for the night. Transforming down into his alt mode, systems powered down into minimal low-energy mode as the rains began. The little one had drifted into recharge as intended, and his duty for now was fulfilled.

It's a peaceful night until the thunder starts. Cries break through the air. Setting Optimus fuel lines a blaze with true terror hearing the child crying out.

Optimus systems roared instantly back to full alert status at the first crack of thunder and subsequent crying, Transforming smoothly and silently into root mode once more, he began querying sensors for signs of harm - but quickly pinpointed the source as the small one rightfully frightened by nature's fury. The small patterns of foot fall along the wet ground echo's as they run into the barn, meeting his blue optics in fear. 

 "Little one, it is alright. Its only the sky." Holding out palm upturned, 

"It's scary, it's after me!" They cry out.A pang of sorrow shot through Optimus core at the terror in those tiny words, and he responded without pause - tiny arms had barely reached him before he folded massive digits as gently as his construction allowed around them, lifting and tucking them close to his broad chestplate in a cradling hold.

"Shh, little one," he murmured, the steadfast thrum of his own mighty spark resonating against their frame. "The thunder cannot harm you, I promise." he leaned carefully back against the barn walls, free hand coming up to form a shelter around them as the storm raged on outside. "Listen to my sparkbeat," he whispered through the noise, They pull their stuffy and blanket closer. Pressing themself into Optimus’ chest flinching every time the loud thunder echoes in the distance. Snuggling closer to him hoping he will chase away the monster in the storm.

Optimus core ached anew at each flinch of tiny form against his own, Curving lithe digits ever-so-carefully around the little one and their favoured possessions, he cradled them close as any carrier would. 

 "Listen to my pulse, little spark," he murmured softly between cracks above, voice a low, calm anchor in the chaos. "No monster dares face a Prime. I have you." Dipping his helm, Optimus brushed a tender kiss of metal against their head, They eventually fell back asleep snuggled against his form. He powers back down. Locking his systems so that no harm would come to them by him moving in recharge.

When dawn's light broke anew over gentle fields, his core pulsed gratitude for the reminder that life went ever on, even in darkness' wake. And as tiny optics fluttered open to his calm regard once more, he knew true purpose and solace would await wherever innocence required shelter and guardians stood watch.

It's very early morning when they finally arrive home, drained as the head towards the door keys in hand. When they go to open the door only to discover it's unlocked. Cold fear runs through their veins, they move towards the barn with speed. Optimus systems powered alertly at the barn door's opening, yet he remained as still as possible, not wishing to disturb the little one's recharge. Lifting weary optics, A digit raised gently to his intake. “shhhh” he calls out softly. 

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[kanaokanzaki-op]

🏳‍🌈~LGBTQIA+ Headcanons KNY~🏳‍🌈

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Kamaboko Squad: 

Tanjiro Kamado:

-Pansexual

-Polyamorous

-Any pronouns

-Thought he was straight until he liked Zenitsu

Nezuko Kamado:

-Bisexual(Pref; Woman)

-She/her 

-Simps for woman so much(posters of them to)

-Everyone thought she was a lesbian with how much she jokes about Aoi and Kanao

Inosuke Hashibira:

-Pansexual

-Agender

-Any pronouns

-How’d he figure this out? No fucking clue he just guessed

Zenitsu Agatsuma:

-Bisexual(Pref: Men)

-He/him

-Thought he was straight and denied being Bisexual

-Cried to Tanjiro about his issues and they did so much research

Kanao Tsuyuri:

-Questioning everything(Still Queer)

-Polyamorous

-Any pronouns

-She didn’t know she was Ploynormous until after dating Genya and Tanjiro

Genya Shinazugawa:

-Demisexual

-Polyamorous

-Demiboy

-He/they

-Had the 2nd longest identity crisis

-Sanemi whacked him with a book over this, it lasted 4 years

Muichiro Tokito: 

-AroAce

-FTM

-He/him only.

-Smack talks about Yuichiro getting his genitals

-He glares down anyone who’s transphobic

Aoi Kanzaki:

-Straight Ally

-She’s a little confused, but she’s trying to understand

Senjuro Rengoku:

-Questioning

-He doesn’t understand too much either but he’s got the spirit. 

Spawns of Satan:

Shinobu Kocho:

-Asexual

-Sapphic

-She had a crush on some girl celebrities as a kid and denied it

Hakuji:

-Straight Ally

-Still dating his highschool sweetheart Koyuki

-Fights homophobes and transphobes

Gyutaro Shabana:

-Gay

-Nonbinary

-He/they/it

-Pretends to like girls, though it’s so obvious he’s gay

Kaigaku: 

-Aromantic

-Thought he was Aroace for the longest time

Ume Shabana:

-Biromantic

-She thought she was straight but turns out she’d love to date woman after someone asked her out

Yuichiro Tokito:

-AroAce

-MTF

-She/they

-Smack talks about Muichiro getting her genitals

-Likes her name so she never changed it

Teachers Club:

Giyuu Tomioka:

-Gay

-Demiromantic

-Never thought he was straight, just didn’t know the word gay

-Sabito was his first crush

Sanemi Shinazugawa: 

-Bisexual(Pref; Men)

-Will beat anyones ass for questioning him or Genya

-Thought he didn’t like woman until Kanae

Obanai Iguro:

-Demi-Aroace

-He/him

-Only likes Mitsuri, hates everyone else

-People think he’s trans but he’s not

Mitsuri Kanroji:

-Pansexual

-Any pronouns

-Has pulled the most bitches out of everyone in the group

Kyojuro Rengoku: 

-Asexual

-He/They/It

-Hasn’t really wanted sex despite seeing porn thanks to Tengen 

-Very romantic guy, only cute things

Tengen Uzui:

-Polyamorous

-He/him

-Loves his wives but jokes about homo shit all the time

-”Oh yeah my wives made these-” “YOU’RE NOT GAY???”

Gyomei Himejima:

-AroAce

-Any pronouns

-Cat lover, that says enough

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[Some may change and more will be added soon! Most of this only applies to the chatfic tbh-]

[casinocarpediem]

◇ 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐞𝐦 ◇

~ 𝐀 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, "𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐞𝐦", 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞.

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• 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧? •

~ Call me Shocked, I'm 19+ years old and I make nsfw content. Mostly for male readers and gn readers but not fem readers. Any Pronouns, I don't mind.

~ Spanish-Filipino, agender

~ I like to grill and play cards (for fun... I won't promise that I'm an expert though hehe)

~ I really like spiderman :3

• 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞... •

~ fem reader

~ fem characters

~ fetishizers

~ anything even slightly homophobic, transphobic and or racist

~ minors and underaged content

~ [EXTREMELY DETAILED] gore and violence (there is a limit to the amount of violence I tolerate)

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[goldendragonleaf]

Kirby OC Tournament submission

wow crazy I'm actually doing this huh

Anyways I joined last year with loga and while they are totally not my favorite I'm booting them to the corner and taking out Nix

Unfortunately due to being heavily overloaded with a ton of things irl I haven't been able to update their ref, so take this older one instead

The only real change I want to do to their ref is that that they have legs now (think daroach-style floaty ones, and like with the vibes of darkrai). Also, that design for their sword is awful, so honestly just come up with whatever one you want and have fun with it (it's going to be redesigned...soon™).

A couple more notes under the cut:

They are of the Dwohyi species (you might've seen me use 'atua' for it; I have changed the name from atua as I have realized it might be offensive to Polynesians)

They are agender, and use they/them pronouns (and refer to themselves as 'we/us/our'; they aren't plural, it's more akin to the royal we)

Their secondary eyes (the ones on their cheeks) are usually closed, and the halo usually is not there.

Perhaps others would call them an 'ancient'. The tournament happens beyond time and space, however, so don't think too much about the logistics of them being there. After all, there's quite a bit that hasn't been revealed...

@kirbyoctournament

[cocogum]

A current list of every confirmed LGBTQ+ characters in the Krosmoz.

The characters are placed chronologically by their era NOT by their names ‼️

Genesis Era

Sadida (Asexual) : has applied photosynthesis to produce ten Sadida dolls, his children.

Feca (Bisexual) : became a man so she could procreate with a woman and make Otomaï.

Sacrier (Bisexual) : became a man so she could procreate with a woman and make Lupa.

Great Dragon (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Enutrof (Agender) : he takes the form of a dragon, so he also applies to Tot’s tweet.

Aerafal (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Aguabrial (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Dardondakal (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Grougalorasalar (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Terrakourial (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Ignemikhal (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Shinonome (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Balthazar (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Grougaloragran (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Adamaï (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Efrim (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Phaerys (Agender) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Dofus Era

Tylezia (lesbian): the Red Death, mother of Dreggons, daughter of Terrakourial, fell in love with Oyukipoca, the goddess of Bow Meaguars.

Oyukipoca (lesbian): Night-That-Roars, the goddess of Bow Meaguars, had the Vulbis Dofus with Tylezia, which hatched into their son Tyzerion.

Jahash (Bisexual) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Julith (Bisexual) : confirmed by Tot on a tweet he made.

Simone (Lesbian) : you can see her dating a female ecaflip by the name of Julie in “The Treasures of Kerubim” Dofus series.

Julie (Lesbian) : she fell in love at first sight with Simone and has been seen dating her in “The Treasures of Kerubim” Dofus series.

Alibert (Gay) : his sexuality has been confirmed in the webtoon Les Tranches de Vie de Wakfu where he had been kissed by a man on the cheek and liked it.

Gustavio (Gay) : he appeared in the webtoon Les Tranches de Vie de Wakfu where he wrapped his arms around Alibert’s neck and kissed his cheek.

Otomaï’s unnamed mother (Bisexual) : she has slept with the goddess feca and had a feeling that the “man” was Feca herself because as soon as she finished praying, the “man” appeared.

Larentia (Bisexual) : she has slept with the goddess sacrier who was disguised as a man and knew about it because she sees “him” bleeding and loving it right after transforming into a beast to leave.

Atone (Non-binary) : just as they died, Oropo told them to rest in peace: “you were a sister, a brother, it didn’t matter.”

Marline (Gay) : had a VERY huge obsession with Khan Karkass, a popular Boufbowler player. has been confirmed by Tot on a tweet that he was a character who specifically confronted Khan’s toxic masculinity.

Wakfu Era

Queen of Bonta Astra (Lesbian) : was seen sitting next to another queen of Bonta.

Astra’s unnamed wife (Lesbian) : was seen sitting next to Astra who was already the queen of Bonta.

Canar (Gay) : his character was based on Albin and Renato from La Cage aux Folles.

Renar (Gay) : his character was based on Albin and Renato from La Cage aux Folles.

[aroace-musings]

My AroAce Journey

I would say that I first knew I was AroAce at eleven going on twelve even though I didn't use this exact term to describe my experience until much later.

In 1995, I mainly only saw heteronormative couples in shows and movies. The exception being The Birdcage. I thought the romance shown in these shows and movies were fantasy. A figment of the writer's imagination. And any scene of a sexual nature utterly baffled me. I couldn't understand why anyone would want to perform that act solely for pleasure.

It wasn't until I played Girl Talk with my friend that I began to suspect that my relationship to sexual and romantic attraction differed significantly to my peers. In the game, you're asked about crushes, who you'd like to kiss, who you hoped would ask you out on a date, how many children you wanted, and the like. I had no answers for a majority of them. And for the ones I could answer, I would provide the following responses: 

I don't want to kiss anyone. Why would you want to swap spit with someone else? Sounds disgusting. No, it doesn't sound romantic. It sounds absolutely vile.

What do you mean by crush? Butterflies in the stomach? Do you mean the feeling you get when you have the flu? No? Then I don't understand what you mean by "butterflies in the stomach". 

I don't want to marry nor do I want children. No, I'm being serious. I don't need a spouse. I don't need children. I'm just happy with having a friend or two. No, my life will not be lonely. No, my life will not be sad either.

In junior and senior high, my classmates started having their first dates, their first kisses, their first sexual experiences. And I was left alone on the sidelines. An observer to this foreign and bizarre mating ritual that made not a bit of sense to me.

People called me a "late bloomer". Told me not to worry. That I would find someone, someone special. Insisted that soon my libido would kick in, and I would start experiencing this mystical wonder called a crush. They believed that everyone experienced this and if I didn't, then there must be something wrong with me. Something that a doctor could fix.

Then, I went to uni and had access to the internet for the fist time. There, I learned the words aromantic and asexual. I discovered people who had similar experiences to me. I came across AVEN and found my people. Eventually, I found the term AroAce and its flag. I also learned that the initialism lgbt had been expanded to include others in the queer community: lgbtqia+. 

Upon this discovery, I tried to join a rainbow alliance at my uni, but the president of the club thought me not queer enough to join. Because I suffer from rejection sensitive dysphoria due to ADHD, this negative interaction put me off going to any more queer spaces. To this day, I've still not gone to pride, for I don't want to go somewhere I'm not wanted.

I don't remember "coming out". I didn't know it was a thing I should be stressed or concerned about. I just told people for better or worse. If they didn't know what AroAce meant, I told them to Google it. If they took issue with it, I simply cut them out of my life, for I don't need to associate with toxic people. Seriously, life's way too short for that!

Also, I didn't take issue with being AroAce myself. I just accepted it and moved on with my life. At that moment, I had more pressing concerns to worry about. Daily, I experienced chest dysphoria due to being agender. In addition, I was dealing with having undiagnosed AuDHD. Both took up all of my spare time and attention.

At thirty-six, I came across AroAce representation for the first time: Georgia Warr in Loveless by Alice Oseman. Even though the protagonist's experience differed greatly from my own, I'd never felt more seen in my entire life. Shortly after finishing the book, I learned that the author also identifies as AroAce. Despite not actively reading young adult literature, I binged all of her published works during lockdown. 

Then came the Netflix adaptation of Heartstopper. Instantly, Issac Henderson became my favorite character. If only I had this show as a teenager, what a difference my high school experience would've been!

Now, I'd like to write a novel with an AroAce protagonist. One who is also agender and has AUDHD like myself. Perhaps I can make this a reality in the next five years or so. Once I've finished all of the writing projects that I'm currently working on.

Well, that's all I have for today. Until next time, take care and say curious.

[sodepope]

Epic cotl lamb and goat headcanon dump!

The Lamb

- potential headcanon name: “Prince”. There parents had VERY strong hopes for them so of course they had to name them after a royal title

- Age: 35 (way older then they look)

- there pansexual and a agender amab who uses they/it pronouns

- as a young child they really struggled with male gender norms and fitting into them, so as soon as they where old enough to think for themselves they said “fuck that I wanna be a prettiest lamb of all time” and that’s why they look the way they are now!

- there pupils used be a normal white but once the crown was given to it they turned red, and now there permanently that way even when lamb takes the crown off

- is usually nice but they can be incredibly sassy and petty when they want too

- it’s horns also used to be a normal shape but again once the crown got put on they became more devilish looking

-likes to say the most diabolical shit in a cutesy little voice just to disturb there enemies, they get a genuine kick out of it.

- uses quite a bit of hair products, I mean how else would they be able to pull off those marvelous curls?

The Goat

Potential headcanon name: “Lyric”. A person on discord gave me the idea and I like how it sounds

- Age: 35

- there a nonbinary omnisexual (pref for agender and nonbinary) afab who uses they/them pronouns

- like lamb they also struggled with female gender norms and fitting in when they where a kid but they eventually overcame all that just like lamb and became the person they are today

- like irl goats, Goat will “faint” whenever they get extremely excited or shocked, and goat getting that excited or shocked is once in a blue moon.

- the goats hair gets in the way of there vision a bit but they REFUSE to cut it

- hates everybody else’s children but wouldn’t mind having one of there own (foreshadowing)

- is just constantly being a mischievous asshole to everyone around them. nobody is safe, not even lamb (as shown from the resent animated short)

- goth

- like an inch taller then lamb

LambGoat/general headcanons

- The Lamb and Goat where childhood friends (thank you @littl3d0ll-art for sharing this headcanon and your art) and the goat is basically from a realm where all the goats go extinct instead of the lambs and the Lamb from there realm just disappeared, (yes I know the Goat is supposed to be a “dark reflection of the Lamb” but I personally interpret that as like there not quite the same person but they went through a lot of the same things In there realm)

- both the Lamb and Goat try so hard to not let ANYONE see them in a sad, vulnerable state (for faith in followers specifically). But when there alone together they don’t feel the need to hide it anymore

- the goat is the one you’d EXPECT to be the freaky one but in reality the oh so benevolent lamb is the actual freaky one.

- and to refute your expectations further: goat is little spoon, lamb is big spoon

- when there relationship was just them crushing on each other, lamb would try to impress goat by showing off there combat skills, even though goat was the better fighter hands down. and they would even try to do that thing where horned male animals show off there horns to attract females, except the effect was greatly diminished because lamb’s horns are so fucking tiny compared to goat’s. So goat would just find these attempts “cute” rather than impressive.

However lamb did have there moments that genuinely impressed goat. And these instances were always completely unintentional on lambs end.

- lamb likes to style goats hair, bury there face into it or just simply play with it, at first goat was annoyed at this but grew to get used to and even like it.

- they switch the tasks of crusades and taking care of the cult between each other like a married couple would switch different chores between each other.

- they where both EXTREMELY touch starved so there favorite way of showing affection is through physical touch. But they do share heartfelt words between each other just as much.

- when there relationship was as surface level as it could possibly be goat pulled a LOT more asshole stunts towards lamb, but as there relationship grew the meanness slowly became less frequent and less extreme.

And to end this whole thing off here’s a screenshot edit of them together

[dc-and-arfrona]

Date Night - Batboys  Headcannons

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Batboys! x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff

Word Count: 2.8k+

Masterlist

Summary: Date-Night

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Batman / Bruce Wayne

Once upon a time in Gotham City, you found yourself in an unexpected and thrilling romance with none other than the enigmatic billionaire, Bruce Wayne. Bruce, as you soon discovered, was also the caped crusader known as Batman. However, when the two of you were together, he set aside his vigilante persona to be just Bruce.

One night, Bruce invited you to Wayne Manor for a special date night. He had prepared a surprise for you, and as you entered the grand estate, you were greeted with the warmth of candlelight and the aroma of freshly popped popcorn. Bruce led you through the vast mansion, and you found yourself in a private theater, complete with luxurious seating and a gigantic screen.

"I thought we could have a cozy movie night," Bruce said, smiling as he saw your eyes light up in delight.

"Wow, Bruce, this is amazing," you exclaimed, feeling touched by the effort he had put into making the evening special.

The two of you settled into the plush seats, and Bruce held out a large bucket of popcorn. He chuckled as he noticed your surprise. "I had Alfred make a generous portion. It's your favorite, right?"

"Definitely," you replied, taking a handful and enjoying the buttery goodness. As the movie began to play, Bruce's arm gently draped over your shoulders, pulling you closer to him. The two of you shared sweet glances, your connection deepening with every passing moment.

Throughout the movie, you found yourselves laughing together, whispering inside jokes, and stealing affectionate glances. Bruce had a way of making you feel at ease and cherished. It was as if the weight of the world lifted whenever you were with him, and you were grateful for these precious moments of normalcy amidst the chaos of Gotham.

After the movie, Bruce surprised you with an array of sweet treats. There were decadent chocolates, delicious pastries, and even your favorite ice cream flavor.

"You remembered," you said, touched by his thoughtfulness.

"I pay attention to the little things," he replied, a soft smile gracing his lips.

As you savored the treats, you and Bruce shared stories from your childhood, revealing more about yourselves and strengthening the bond between you.

As the night came to an end, Bruce walked you to the door. "Thank you for tonight. I had a wonderful time," he said, his voice warm and sincere.

"Thank you for everything, Bruce," you replied, feeling a rush of affection for the man standing before you. "I never thought I'd find someone like you."

He leaned in and kissed you softly, the touch of his lips sending a shiver down your spine. "I never thought I'd find someone like you either," he whispered, his eyes locking with yours.

From that night on, the private theater at Wayne Manor became your special place. Whenever the weight of the world felt too heavy, you knew you could escape there with Bruce, even if only for a few hours. Together, you found solace in each other's presence, watching movies, sharing sweet treats, and cherishing the simple joys of being together.

And so, in the heart of Gotham City, amidst the chaos and darkness, a love story blossomed between a brave billionaire and a kind-hearted soul. Together, they found light in the shadows, and their love thrived, like the beacon of hope that Batman represented to the city he protected.

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Nightwing / Dick Gayson 

In the bustling city of Blüdhaven, a sweet and endearing love story unfolded between you and Dick Grayson, the charming and acrobatic hero known as Nightwing. Beneath the mask and the crime-fighting persona, he was Dick—a warm-hearted and fun-loving person who cherished every moment spent with you.

One evening, Dick arrived at your doorstep, a bright smile on his face. "Hey there, partner. Ready for our date night?" he said with a playful wink.

"Absolutely," you replied, returning his smile. "What's on the agenda tonight?"

Dick held up a grocery bag filled with fresh ingredients. "We're going to cook a home-cooked meal together. I've got a great recipe in mind!"

You both donned aprons and set to work in the kitchen, laughing and joking as you prepared the meal. Dick's nimble fingers moved with grace, and he effortlessly guided you through each step, making it a delightful cooking experience.

As the aroma of the delicious meal filled the air, you couldn't help but feel grateful for these simple moments with him. Amidst the chaos of their lives, it was the little things that brought you both closer together.

Once the meal was ready, you set the table with candles, creating a cozy atmosphere in your dining area. You and Dick enjoyed the fruits of your labor, savoring the flavors of the meal you prepared together. The conversation flowed easily, and you found yourself sharing stories and dreams, deepening your connection with each passing moment.

After dinner, you settled on the couch, ready for the next part of your date night—a reality TV show known for its hilarious antics and quirky contestants.

"This show is ridiculous, but it's so much fun to watch," Dick chuckled, flipping through the channels until he found the right one.

You snuggled closer to him, feeling the comfort of his presence. "It's perfect for a date night," you said, laughing along with the show's shenanigans.

As the episodes played, you and Dick couldn't help but make playful commentary, sharing inside jokes and teasing each other about who would win the show's crazy challenges. The joy and laughter that filled the room made you feel like the rest of the world had faded away, leaving just the two of you in your own little bubble of happiness.

As the night wore on, you both realized that it didn't matter what you did as long as you were together. Whether it was fighting crime in the streets or simply cooking a meal and watching reality TV, every moment with Dick felt special and meaningful.

Eventually, the show came to an end, and you found yourselves exchanging sleepy smiles. "I had a great time tonight," Dick said softly, brushing a strand of hair away from your face.

"Me too," you replied, leaning in for a gentle kiss.

With a contented sigh, you rested your head on his shoulder, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat. In that moment, you knew that your love for Dick Grayson, both as Nightwing and as the person he was with you, ran deep.

And so, in the heart of Blüdhaven, amidst the bustling nights and daring escapades, a love story blossomed between a masked hero and a caring soul. Together, they found comfort and joy in the simplest of moments—a home-cooked meal, a funny reality TV show, and most importantly, each other.

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Red Hood / Jason Todd

In the bustling streets of Gotham City, you found yourself in a passionate and thrilling relationship with none other than Jason Todd, the notorious Red Hood. Despite his vigilante alter ego, when he was with you, he embraced his real self, Jason, a complex man with a heart yearning for love and connection.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Jason picked you up on his motorcycle for a date night filled with culinary adventures. You wrapped your arms around his waist, feeling the powerful rumble of the bike beneath you as he expertly maneuvered through the city's traffic.

"Where are we headed tonight?" you asked, unable to contain your excitement.

"It's a surprise," Jason replied with a playful grin. "I thought we could try some new places I've discovered."

As you rode through the neon-lit streets, the aroma of different cuisines filled the air, enticing your senses. Your first stop was a cozy Italian trattoria known for its homemade pasta and authentic flavors. You and Jason sat close, savoring every bite of the delightful dishes. Between mouthfuls of pasta and sips of red wine, you shared laughter and stories, your connection growing stronger with each passing moment.

Next, Jason took you to a bustling food market where various food trucks lined the streets. You indulged in an array of street foods from different cultures—spicy tacos, savory dumplings, crispy falafels, and sweet churros. With each bite, you felt a deeper sense of appreciation for the diverse cuisines and the experiences they represented.

Jason's adventurous spirit shone through as he encouraged you to try unique dishes you'd never tasted before. And as you watched him enjoy every bite, you realized how much he cherished these simple moments of happiness with you, away from the dark and dangerous nights of fighting crime.

The night was far from over as Jason surprised you by taking you to a hidden gem—an intimate rooftop restaurant with a breathtaking view of Gotham's skyline. Soft candlelight illuminated the table as you both enjoyed a delectable dessert—rich chocolate cake paired with velvety smooth coffee.

As you gazed at the city lights together, you couldn't help but reflect on how much your life had changed since meeting Jason. Despite his tough exterior, he had a softness about him when he was with you—a vulnerability he allowed only you to witness. And in return, you cherished every moment, grateful for the chance to bring a smile to his face.

As the night drew to a close, Jason took your hand in his, the warmth of his touch sending a rush of affection through you. "I had a great time tonight," he said softly, his eyes meeting yours.

"Me too," you replied, squeezing his hand. "Thank you for everything, Jason."

He leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on your lips. "No, thank you," he whispered, his voice sincere. "For being with me."

With that, you knew that your connection with Jason went beyond the adventurous dates and the thrill of being with Red Hood. It was about finding solace and love in each other's company, accepting the complexities of your pasts, and embracing the hope for a brighter future together.

And so, beneath the moonlit sky, in the heart of Gotham City, a love story blossomed between a daring vigilante and a kind-hearted soul. Together, they explored the world of flavors and emotions, building a bond stronger than the shadows that loomed over their city.

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Red Robin / Tim Drake

In the vast and ever-changing skies of Gotham City, a tender and enchanting love story unfolded between you and Tim Drake, the brilliant and resourceful hero known as Red Robin. Beneath the cape and cowl, Tim was a warm and caring individual who cherished the moments spent with you.

One clear and crisp night, Tim asked you to join him for a date unlike any other. "Hey, would you like to go stargazing with me tonight?" he asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Stargazing? That sounds amazing," you replied, smiling at his thoughtful suggestion.

Tim led you to a secluded spot on the outskirts of the city, away from the hustle and bustle of Gotham. As you settled onto a soft blanket, the beauty of the night sky unfolded before you. Countless stars twinkled like diamonds, painting the sky with their ethereal glow.

"Wow, Tim, this is breathtaking," you whispered, feeling a sense of wonder wash over you.

He nestled beside you, and with his encyclopedic knowledge of the cosmos, he began pointing out various constellations and telling their stories. As he spoke, you couldn't help but be drawn in by his passion and enthusiasm.

"There's Orion," he said, his finger tracing the hunter's outline in the sky. "And over there is Ursa Major, the Great Bear."

As the night deepened, you found yourself lost in Tim's explanations, marveling at the vastness of the universe and the mysteries it held. The quiet intimacy of the moment brought you both closer together, and you felt a sense of peace and belonging in Tim's presence.

"I used to come here a lot when I was younger," Tim admitted, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "It was a way to escape the chaos of the city and just... be."

"I'm glad you brought me here," you said, intertwining your fingers with his. "It's truly special."

Tim smiled, his eyes reflecting the starlight. "You make everything special."

With the blanket of stars overhead, you found yourselves sharing stories and dreams, basking in the tranquility of the night. Time seemed to slow down, and in that moment, there was nothing else in the world but the two of you and the boundless sky above.

As the night came to a close, Tim took your hand, his touch warm and comforting. "Thank you for being here with me," he said softly.

"Thank you for bringing me here," you replied, feeling a rush of affection for the young hero by your side.

As you walked back to the city together, the stars continued to shine above, a reminder of the magical night you had shared. You knew that amidst the chaos of Gotham and the challenges of being a hero, you and Tim had found something extraordinary—a love that soared like the stars, boundless and eternal.

And so, in the heart of Gotham City, amidst the ever-changing nights and daring escapades, a love story blossomed between a courageous hero and a compassionate soul. Together, they discovered the beauty of the cosmos and the infinite possibilities of love beneath the shimmering tapestry of the night sky.

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Robin / Damian Wayne 

In the lively streets of Gotham City, a charming and adventurous love story unfolded between you and Damian Wayne, the young and headstrong hero known as Robin. Beneath the Robin suit and the bravado, Damian was a young man seeking connection and finding it in the most unexpected places, like with you.

One evening, Damian approached you with an uncharacteristic hint of shyness in his eyes. "Would you like to go out with me tonight?" he asked, almost hesitantly.

"Of course!" you replied with a warm smile, intrigued by the change in his demeanor.

As you walked together through the bustling city, Damian led you to a nostalgic spot—an old-fashioned arcade tucked away in a corner. The neon lights and lively music filled the air as you stepped inside, transported to a world of fun and excitement.

"I thought we could have some fun here," Damian said, glancing at you to gauge your reaction.

"That sounds perfect," you said, feeling your heart swell with affection for the young hero.

The two of you roamed through the arcade, trying out different games and challenging each other to friendly competitions. Damian's competitive spirit emerged, but it was mixed with laughter and enjoyment, making the experience even more delightful.

As you played games side by side, you couldn't help but notice how Damian's usual stoic expression softened, replaced by genuine joy. The two of you laughed together, sharing jokes and teasing each other about who could get the highest scores.

In one game, Damian attempted to win you a small plush toy. His focused determination was adorable, and when he finally succeeded, he handed it to you with a proud grin.

"It's for you," he said, trying to act nonchalant, but you could see the hint of a blush on his cheeks.

"Thank you, Damian. I love it," you replied, hugging the plush toy tightly.

As the night wore on, you and Damian found yourselves enjoying each other's company more and more. The arcade became a place of connection and understanding between you, where you both could be yourselves without the weight of the world's expectations.

Eventually, you stumbled upon a classic dancing game. Damian was initially hesitant, but with a little coaxing, he agreed to give it a try. You took his hand, and together, you danced to the rhythm of the game, sharing laughter and joy in the simplicity of the moment.

As the night at the arcade came to an end, Damian walked you home, a soft smile on his face. "I had a surprisingly enjoyable time tonight," he admitted, looking at you with sincerity.

"Me too," you replied, feeling your heart skip a beat. "Thank you for asking me out."

Damian nodded, and before he could say anything more, you leaned in and kissed him gently on the cheek, leaving him momentarily surprised.

"I'll see you soon, Damian," you said with a playful grin, turning to walk away.

As you glanced back, you saw a rare but genuine smile spread across Damian's face, and your heart swelled with happiness.

And so, in the heart of Gotham City, amidst the thrilling nights and daring adventures, a love story blossomed between a young hero and a compassionate soul. Together, they discovered the joy of simple pleasures and the magic of connecting through the timeless joy of an arcade, finding comfort and love in each other's presence.

[venomoustripmine]

OOC LORE POST

Right, since im antsy and love sharing lore about aus, and this is the first au i'm sharing with the world ever if i'm being honest, here's a bit more about the au and backstory. ill split this up in three tiers, Differences from canon, subspace's backstory, and a bit of relations (aka what subspace thinks of others/what has happened between the two characters in the au)

read after the cut off!

first up the differences from canon!

Instead of being born from the spawn, demons are hatched from eggs! and are often really fluffy and small as children

eggs are either wild born or magic born, wild born eggs just magically appear in the wild, often hatch out in the wild and live as orphans until adopted while magic born are "biological". two(or more) demons use some energy from themselves to produce an egg with dna from each demon that helps

wild born eggs are often wildly different from their parents while magic born aren't wild born demons are independent while magic born have a "duckling" stage

anyone can produce a magic born egg as long as they have help, the person who's designated the "mom" is often tired once a egg is made and needs to be cared for

often both wild born and magic born can be a subspecies(cow, crow, shark, deer, rattlesnake you get it.), mutations can evolve, even twins hatching from the same egg can happen, its all rare, but it's possible

Deities are slightly radioactive, causing more mutations in their children, not really important but i am talking about the au

Now we're up to subspace's backstory! which i'll just type out like a story, but disjointedly

Subspace was born from a magic born egg to an unnamed father and unnamed mother, her father going to get the milk soon before Subspace hatched which made her mother very bitter towards men. Once Subspace hatched, she was found to be "male" (the species is agender but have more masculine/feminine looks in body shape depending "gender") which only made her mother angry, causing her to be rather neglectful and harsh to Subspace most of her childhood. No matter what Subspace did to prove herself, she made things, she tried her best...she really did. But no matter what her mother said she'd "always be like every other man" which crushed Subspace's spirit a lot. One time her mother said she should have "just abandoned Subspace" because she would of been "less of a hassle that way", she wasn't allowed to befriend other kids, wasn't allowed to go outside forced to stay home with her mother. She made her first Biograft at the age of 4 almost going on 5, blackrock having kept their eyes on her and her inventions, the first Biograft was poorly made, but it worked for a bit! She carried it around and talked to it like a friend, though it's battery eventually fried and it wouldn't turn back on, and still won't. When Subspace turned 5 Blackrock higher ups talked to her mother, offering a wonderful life if she let Subspace work for them, she never had a connection to Subspace so she motioned for them to take her, which they did. Subspace started working at blackrock at 5, she looked up to Zuka as a father figure early on she would follow him around and cheer him on in training, so when Zuka left she was heart broken, the person she trusted was gone, the person guarding her from most of the hard work left. Around age 15 Medkit started working, Blackrock often using Subspace as a test subject for Medkit's healing powers, telling Subspace "we don't really care HOW you get hurt, just get hurt so we can see how Medkit's healing works". Subspace later "bonds" with Hyperlaser, despite the few year age gap, seeing him as a dad instead despite him not really liking her. The fight breaks out, Medkit gets angry and throws the chemicals at Subspace's face causing her loss of eye and major scarring, and in turn she retaliates, attacking and taking Medkits eye. Medkit runs away and Subspace is fully isolated and alone again, she's used to that though, who needs demon interaction when you have robotics anyway?...

Relationship time, get ready cause it's not good.

Medkit- While medkit messed up subspace's life, rendering her scarred, half blind, and unlovable according to her, she thinks she deserves it, she forgives medkit, hell, she even sort of likes medkit still despite being fearful of him

Sword- first interaction sword tried to stab her because of the story medkit spun, she understands he doesn't realize the real story and holds no ill will towards sword.

Scythe- Scythe on several occasions have grabbed subspace's horns, saying how pretty the horns would look on her wall going into detail on how she'd kill her if she ever harmed medkit again

Ban hammer- she tried to reach out to ban hammer as a friend, but got shot down instantly. ban arrested her once, but she was quickly let go due to her immunity, ban saying "we're not friends, don't act like we are" and "if it weren't for your immunity you'd be in banland by now."

Hyperlaser- basically canon subspace and hyperlaser, just minus the taunting and blackmail from subspace, he's one of the only people who respects subspace's pronouns! but he also tells her to shut up a lot.

any biograft/omegagraft/betagraft- thats her children guys!!!! she's so proud of her robotic sons!!! look at the murder machines go!!!

Traffic- one of the other people who respect her pronouns, she offers shelter when he's in blackrock, they're friends!

Zuka- they're not in contact anymore, they only interact when she heads to phights, thats it...

Lord pwnatious- the rich nepo baby she does not like and took the omegagraft from, they're on bad terms now. horrible for her pwn's family is a noble family

Rocket- they know vaugely of each other, but not enough for an opinion, (could have been siblings if zuka adopted subspace but alas...)

The Broker- Has probably sent her one too many threatining calls to make sure she stays away from harming medkit. she doesn't interact with him otherwise.

[boundhearts-undertaleau]

Chara and Frisk designs from this au , theyre both the central part of this project, though im trying to give the spotlight to other characters as well

Stories and ideas are still in development but ill dish out the general premise soon once i get myself to work on that introductory post 🔨 🛠, for now have this

EXTRA INFO:

Boundhearts Frisk- they are more of their own character in this au ... i basically turned them inro an oc lmaaooo. theyre a chipper little fella with some hidden horrors, you can bkame 12 year old me for giving them a needlessly tragic backstory 💀 (i am refining it currently)

through out the journey , they have to battle their emotional turmoil and keep their determination steady. theres not much i can dump about them, theyre just a kid who fell through this place, just a lil guy

age:15

pronouns: he/they

they were originally a boy in the first draft, so i turned them into a demiboy

* Faris is their birthname but they dont mind being called that alongside with Frisk. "Tagumpay" means victorious in tagalog but its too straightforward and sounds kind of cheesy, however ive grown attached to it so i guess ill keep it lol

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boundhearts chara - brief backstory behind their design, theyre a half human half monster now becquse their soul has been mixed with monster essence, so thats why they have monster elements to their design. they had a history of being experimented on , its tied to their revival too which i will go in depth soon

after their revival, they lived with Toriel for a while in he ruins, until she got killed by one of the fallen humans, leaving them to look after the ruins all by themself, they dubbed themselves a "guardian" of the place, so das why there wearing the Delta Clothes, its a way of honoring their late mother too.

age: 17 (but chronologically theyve been around for decades)

pronouns: they/them

they are agender and intersex

[sayv3vs]

PJO HeadCanons

The day has come to publish my pjo headcanons:

The characters I mention are Will, Nico, Annabeth, Percy, Jason, Leo, Piper, Dionisio and Drew.

-Nico is blind in one eye, since he is missing this one and he has a scar that runs across his face, which is why he covers it with his bangs.

-All of Nico's clothes are small and tight and are dirty and worn.

-Nico doesn't like bathing, he's just not used to it, but he does it.

-At the time when Nico fled the camp and was looking for Bianca, he was stealing and rummaging through the trash.

-In reality, Nico is very lively and talkative, it's just that his jokes are very disturbing and people tend to stay away from him (he's probably also autistic).

- Nico loves alternative clothing and dressing up, so much so that he would be willing to wear makeup even if he hasn't yet outgrown the Social Norms from the 30s .

-Nico loves music and singing.

-Jason lost his ring finger in a battle.

-Jason is comfortable with femininity and she/they pronouns. They could be agender.

-Jason is demisexual.

-Jason has the personality of a golden retriever and is very nerdy (also Nico) with his friends, but with strangers he seems like a feared warrior and likes to follow the rules. They are also savages.

-Jason is a hunter, and follows Lupa's traditions.

-Jason could be a werewolf, and it would also be interesting if Lycaon used Jason as revenge for what his father did to him.

-Jason is pretty insecure and just wanted to be recognized for all the expectations that were placed on him.

-Annabeth limps after the war and often resorts to crutches or a cane even though it hurts her pride (she has internalized ableism).

-Percy hates college, he just doesn't want to stagnate and needs to move on.

-Percy is bisexual, but it doesn't mean he's going to be interested in any boy or emby anytime soon.

-My Will is black and he doesn't like weapons (he doesn't know how to use any either).

-Nico and Leo are Catholics.

-Leo loves his femininity. He could also be enby.

-Leo has a inferiority complex and for a while he thought that if he left no one would miss him (he also believes that he is a monster or a demon).

-Drew, Nico and Will get along great (even though Drew and Will are ex-boyfriends).

-Piper does not hate femininity but she fears it because of men and what people expect of her as she is the daughter of a famous person (indigenous women tend to be very sexualized).

-Dionisio loves his children and is a dedicated father even though he may not seem like it.

-All (or almost all) are dyslexic and ADHD, or ND.Also lgbt+, it is usually linked to being ND.

[stillfrownyclownlol]

Lgbtqia+ hcs because I don't know if I'm gonna make it till June lmao (or, if I'm gonna live after it since I'm planning on wearing my flags In public 🤡)

Tw for csa mentions (because why don't I keep projecting huh)

Ashlyn Banner

-She/Her but in a "never thought about pronouns her entire life" kinda way. Doesn't mind they/them. She likes dressing masc/feeling masc, but doesn't really like being "perceived" as masc. Like...masc on her own time lmao. (I'm projecting so hard rn). "Gender neutral" kinda- like agender- but like in a "I don't care about my gender at all I just am more used to the gender they assigned me at birth"

-Demi rose 🌹 I'm also projecting here. Takes her a while to come into her feelings, but maybe that's the "never had friends ever" coming through.

Aiden Clark

-he/him but like he won't care if you use smth else for him lol. Cis gnc kinda guy eyyyyy (better in heels than ashlyn)

-unlabeled and that's how he likes it, nobody's business who he likes kissing lol. I feel like he's kissed a guy before just to try it. On the aro-allo spectrum ngl.

Ben Clark

-He/Him, is fine with They/Them. Honestly likes getting called She/Her too but she's been pretty shy about mentioning it :") Taylor likes doing her makeup if they're having a "femme-day". Settled on genderfluid/genderflux after a while.

-Greyromantic Caedsexual (Ace). Shane was part of a group of slightly older kids, and when he was getting bullied Shane and some other kids sexually assaulted him multiple times...technically was a queer assault since Ben was seen as a sissy because his personality and hobbies were "feminine", and this was to goad him into having a physical reaction :/

Taylor Hernández

(Ngl I'm so annoyed there's not more colors but whatever)

-She/Her and They/Them, identified as cis for a long time since it was what they knew, but once she learned more about it she experimented with her gender a lot more, they identified as non-binary for a while before moving to paragirl.

-Pan to aro/ace pipeline because I'm projecting :) she didn't really handle it well at the beginning, but Ben, Ash and Aiden are all also a-spec so she had a lot of support ^_^ They felt "invalid" because of the csa they went through when they were younger and they thought it was more like a trauma response than their actual sexuality. After talking with Ben about it tho she understood that even if they were related that didn't make her any less valid.

Tyler Hernández

-He/Him cis guy I'm sorry/lh

-was kinda annoying about queer people because actually being raised as a Catholic Mexican boy makes you kinda weird (IM SORRY THIS IS JUST FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE) BUT he gets better I promise

-Bisexual boyfailure and took him crushing on Logan to accept it 🤡

Logan Fields

-He/Him and a bit of a stickler about it because he gets misgendered rather frequently (less as he got older but still), doesn't mind getting called gendered terms tho (Taylor calls him "sis", and he calls himself an "Astrology girl")

-intersex, found out when he was 15ish since his puberty had been delayed, and he's really insecure about it...🙃 he was assigned male at birth so he wouldn't say he's trans, but his experiences overlap a fair bit. Takes testorone and medication because he has low electrolytes. I could write a whole essay here but I have to go soon 😭

-Gay :> He realized pretty quickly but he's intensely scared of people finding out, has only told his grandparents. They took it very well ^_^ His grandpa has some gay friends so sometimes Logan goes to the senior center to talk with them about stuff :)