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I’ve seen you in the Akuneko tag a few times and was wondering who your top 3 butlers are? 😊 My top 3 is constantly flip flopping if I’m being honest. I really like Berrien, Lucas, Lamli, Miyaji, Nac, and now Haures/Fennez have grown on me with the release of chapter 2.
*jumps up and down, waving*
First, I adore Akuneko because I quit a 10-year-long position due to chronic migraines this February 2022, and having worked all my teen-adult life, I didn't know what to do with myself when I suddenly wasn't working at all. I found Akuneko around the time I quit, and it helped me basically in every way it's supposed to. It is a godsend.
If someone reads this who a) doesn't know Akuneko already, b) struggles with anxiety, depression, stress, etc., c) likes otome/ikémen games, and d) doesn't mind translating from Japanese, you can find Akuneko in the US Google Play store (link below) or in Qoo.
My top three are:
Lamli. He's awful at his "job," but he does everything possible to make you happy. He wants desperately to be a "cool adult" with his shit together to impress you, but he doesn't realize how overrated it is. He's full of unbridled energy and passion, and he never forgets to tell you how he feels. I see my ADHD in him and I love it. I just want to goof around all day with him (and give everyone else in the mansion grey hairs).
Boschi. Sure, Lucas is undisputed #1 for teasing you, with Ammon at #2, but Boschi is a real dark horse when it comes to flirting. He says some things where I'm like, "Boschi, you scoundrel!" When he invites you to the sauna with him with that look on his face...! Plus, he's very cute about his hair. He's resilient, proud, and stubborn, which appeals to the Midwesterner in me.
This one is harder! I flip-flop. Right now, I'd say Miyaji. He's always got me on the verge of tears, he's very tall, and he carried us in his demon form (I'm a sucker for kemonomimi). But it could also be Lato or Fennesz or Lono at any given moment. Lato's emotional growth has been so wonderful. Fennesz is always blushing and making adorable sounds (😈). And Lono reminds me of my actual husband (who says AkuNeko is the best/prettiest out of all the mobile games I play).
I'm behind on Chapter 2 (halfway through?) because I have a tendency to hoard story. I don't know why I'm like this... but I don't think there's anything in there that will change my mind.
I love them all! I can't believe how well-written they are, and how human they feel. The dev team behind Akuneko is wonderful.
#akuneko#devil butler with black cat#anon ask#otome game#visual novel#mental health#Japanese game#mobile games#lgbtq friendly game#choose your gender#mental health apps
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Choose your gender
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were you a dinosaur kid or a space kid or an egyptian/greek/roman mythology kid
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"Women are like cars" - oh yeah, and men are like frying pans
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while im at it neopronoun opposition is weird to me as a swedish person.. the whole debate is so anglocentric that they assume every language landed on the same solution they did, to reuse a plural pronoun as a gender neutral one and then they think any other solution is absurd or unheard of. what do you mean you just made another pronoun up you cant do that!! etc
coz its like here in the 2014 the swedish academy accepted 3rd person pronoun "hen" (as opposed to hon/han) like officially into our word list after it gained some popularity in the 2010s. like that is a NEOPRONOUN that someone just Came Up With in like the 60s and then people just started using it and now its just a recognized part of our language. sure we could've also reused our plural pronoun "de/dem" as a gender neutral one but we just made up a new one instead. and to like imply that mainstream use of a neopronoun is just UNHEARD OF and that neopronouns is something the mainstream could NEVER GET USED TO EVER!!! is... your perspective is very limited to the english speaking world is all i can say
#now like it is pretty cool that the swedish academy did choose to include it in our word list even despite the conteoversy#because ofc there was conteoversy what do yoy MEAN youre CHANHING OUR LANGUAGE????#but like even if that disnt happen the word still gained lots of traction before that and started being used#like smth doeant have to be accepted by the mainstream nevessairly to be valid anyway#some ppl are happy even if only their friends and loved ones r the ones using their neopronouns#so like. bleh#q-rambl3#sorry for the many gender rambles these past weeks#i see so much discourse and it irritates me ans TBIS IS MY ONLY OUTLETTTT
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”—ah. seems like mother goose has been playing around in your egg salad. if you won’t dance to that tune, I got others.”
honestly, the would you kindly scene is whatever to me*, code yellow is the more interesting violation/betrayal of the body because of how beautifully it escalates the Fontaine reveal/betrayal and shows how ugly some of those ‘locks and keys’ that Tenenbaum mentions are. not only have you been a tool in another man’s hand this entire time, it goes deeper. your body is not your own.
*there used to be a meandering thought here about the would you kindly scene, but it was really just talking around the fact that I spent way too many years seeing people discuss it in the most insufferable and reductive ways possible when it’s a combination of three or four other things that make that moment compelling lmao
collage credits: heart one/heart two
⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app / tip jar!
#honestly if Fontaine was upfront about wanting Ryan dead I’d have done it after ten minutes of walking around Rapture#I have (squints) somehow two ideas about suchong I want to get out. one more abt atlas and manipulation#there’s a specific kind of family adjacent horror occurring in the text and it’s WILD that suchong is the one we hear Jack refer to#in familial terms while two other men force themselves onto you by appropriating the father role over your body :)#to be clear tho I don’t actually think Fontaine had any familial sentiments towards Jack he’s just occupying Ryan’s space now#bioshock#WHEEZING can you tell that I think every ‘wow a man chooses/a slave obeys is so deep!’ think piece is stupid as hell#thankfully it’s not as prevalent as it was a decade ago but my god people thought it was the height of philosophy for too long#ANYWAY ALL OF THIS TO SAY. there’s a certain kind of trans anxiety/horror in having your body betray you. or generally body#anxiety. but I read a lot about it in a medieval gender context so it’s trans to me. amongst other things.
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artists flirting like wow you have such a nice side profile...the tip of your nose makes such an interesting shape where it connects to the bridge...
#personal#finding a guy (gender neutral) and microanalyzing their face#damn girl...your eye makes the perfect fibonacci sprial w the rest of your head at a 3/4 angle. or whatever#also goes without saying this applies to#the chosen Guy of the Month i choose to draw
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it always astounds me how people will accept trans masc lesbians but hard stop at trans men as if theres a hard line that is visible and can be easily drawn between trans masc and trans man
as if top surgery, testosterone, packing, binding, facial hair, body hair, and deepened voice can only be given to one and not the other. as if you can tell a trans man from a trans masc person just by looking at them.
labels are meant to explain without creating boxes.
anti-terf includes being pro confusing identities and not backseat policing people's own labels and identities
#awaagaposting#transmasc#transmen#ive noticed a few posts about this on my timeline so i wanted to make my stance on the matter clear#i will always be a safe space for trans masc/trans fem/trans men/trans women/and any other gender fuckery lesbians#at the end of the day you can choose to personally not date anyone#but it is NOT your right to tell people how to identify
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#trans#transgender#lgbt#lgbtq#ftm#mtf#nonbinary#trans meme#described images#image description in alt#this goes for ANY reason a trans person is on the 'wrong' hormones for their gender...#...whether it is by chance or choice it need not be excluded. there are no 'right' hormones for your gender or experience...#...if you're a trans person who is fine with your body's natural hormone levels that's FINE...#...or if you're a trans person who chose to take the 'wrong' hormones (again there's no wrong hormone)...#...or if you're just fucking EXISTING...#...you belong here. even if there are commonalities between trans people amd what hormones they do or don't take that's just a commonality.#...that by NO MEANS indicates that you must adhere one way or the other if you so choose...#...two things can exist at once: 1) hormones are a necessity and 2) people are allowed to go on whatever hormone they want#my testosterone is a NECESSITY it isn't something i can choose to take. but that doesn't mean that i am threatened by trans people...#...who exist how they do
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Happy birthday fellow gays and queers of other flavours <3
#happy pride month everyone! stay safe have fun and be proud#proud of being yourself proud of surviving proud of battling through whatever you’re going through proud of your community—you choose! xx#happy pride 🌈#pride#pride month#pride 2024#lgbt#lgbtqia#lgbtqia+#lesbian#gay#bisexual#transgender#queer#intersex#asexual#demisexual#nonbinary#genderqueer#gender neutral
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all i wanted — gojo satoru, ft. geto suguru
content warnings: gn!neutral, no pronouns or body parts mentioned, angst
he can't believe what he's seeing.
in the park's gazebo that sits near your apartment building, there you are. settled underneath its vines and ivy and the sunset looking overhead in the sky. a bundle of colorful flowers gathered in your arms with a large heart-shaped box of chocolates nestled underneath. there's a plethora of matching shaped balloons settled around the floor of it, all red and pink and white and shiny, resembling mirrors that shine your much too happy face that doesn't face him...
but another.
there you are, hiding your shy smile behind a hand and giggling at whatever suguru is murmuring as he pushes a lock of hair away from your flustered face. satoru fists his own bouquet of flowers he gathered last minute hidden behind him, evidently frustrated as he bites his lip so hard that it draws blood. his seem so weak and desolate compared to the larger than life bouquet suguru has given you; a bouquet that shows careful arranging and organizing of each flowers, not the flimsy, clustered flowers that satoru grabbed on his rushing way to see you to declare what he had been hesitating to say for the longest time.
his knuckles turn white and pulse with a fiery ache from how hard he was grasping his now-bent flowers, doing his best to shove down the thick lump in his throat as he sees suguru wrap his arms around you and pull you closer to him as you accept his valentines proposal of "be mine?" written on a small, but intricate lunchbox cake decorated with colors that replicate the balloons. satoru doesn't miss the small bunch of boxes seated on the benches of the gazebo already unwrapped, the leaves of their wrappers nestled nicely on the ground—there's more presents than flowers in his bouquet, and satoru cannot feel anymore pathetic. his flowers can't compare to the intricate set-up suguru has created. he thinks its almost a mockery of sorts.
it's not fair, he thinks. you've been friends with satoru in the same length that you've been friends with suguru, and he's sure that both of them have harbored feelings in a time frame equivalent to each other, so why does suguru get first pick? he's the one that broke off from you, him, and shoko... he's the one that left you mysteriously in the dust those years ago... he's that ignored you on the first couple semesters of college up until a few months ago...
but satoru was there. why can't you acknowledge him in the way you acknowledge suguru? satoru was there every step of the way—his shoulder was the one you cried on. his arms were the one you ran to when you celebrated a good grade on a test. his presence was the one that comforted you in the bane of suguru's absence.
but here's the problem.
you did acknowledge him. you had actually acknowledged satoru's place in your life so much and valued it to a degree that you took the risk of perhaps making it more than just a mere long-term friendship. maybe it wasn't explicit, but it was implied enough to the point where it struck fear in satoru's heart.
and he ran away from it like the coward he was—terrified to his wits end that another suguru situation would happen again to him, in which his feelings already engrained so deep within him that if there's the slim chance that you'll leave him like suguru did, there'd be nothing but a deep and hollow pit in his heart. a relationship would just increase that chance—and he wasn't going to take any chances of that happening.
satoru thought he'd never fathom two large chunks of his heart being empty, yet here he is—facing what remains of his heart that belongs to you in the palm of the other person who owned the other half of it and tore it away all those years ago.
the ground feelings more dense, locking him in place and forcing him to watch the scene that unfolds before him.
if he was just a few mere hours faster, he knew that he could be in suguru's place is he was just stronger, if he was just willing to pay the small price for a potential forever with you. it was a severe last-minute decision, but he knew that's what he wanted, what he yearned for. what he even needed, perhaps.
yet, his hesitation has paid its dues.
your back is to him, thankfully. but suguru's eyes flicker up from your smiling face that he holds tenderly in his palms to share satoru's grief-stricken one. for a second, his face in unreadable to satoru, until a cruel smirk snakes on suguru's lips.
and, while never breaking eye contact with satoru, those same lips reach down and share a soft kiss with yours, your forever now being in suguru's hands that just barely pass his own.
the bouquet of frail flowers fall to the ground, yet no feeling returns to satoru's hand. only a cold wind of nothing grasps it back.
#bisexual gojo agenda uhuh uhuh#some angst for the season haha#my inner parawhore was choosing between misguided ghosts and aiw but i think aiw was a better fitting title/song choice for this lawl#also no context given besides the aforementioned#so daydream to your hearts desire!#gn!reader#gender neutral!reader#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader#gojo satoru#gojou satoru#gojo#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#geto suguru#getou suguru#geto#geto suguru x reader#geto x reader#gojo x you#jjk angst#gojo angst#geto angst
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A kiss from Death
#prince's art tag#persona 3#persona 3 reload#p3#p3r#persona 3 spoilers#persona 3 reload spoilers#p3r spoilers#ryomina#ryoji mochizuki#persona 3 ryoji#minato arisato#makoto yuki#persona 3 protagonist#I have many feelings about the added Ryoji content one of them being:#THEY SHOULD OF KISSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#LIKE IF THEY COULDNT DO IT ON 12/1 THEN THEY SHOULD OF ON 12/31#like with this piece he does it when you choose to kill him but regardless of your choice I think he should of done it#im glad they added in his love for the protag regardless of gender that was brought up in the femc route in portable but AAAAAAAA#i know whyyyyy but they should of let it happen like dklsghdslg#sorry. when i played 12/1 in reload i lost my shit#and this image that i drew would not leave my mind especially when i got to 12/31#so something i wanna point out: in reload if you choose to kill him the protag wields the evoker with his right hand#BUT in other versions he wields it with his left#I chose to go with the left here one bc you can't see his right eye well bc of his hair#but two theres something there like all game he uses his right hand but to take out death he uses his left#idk i think its neat and i wish they kept it but i guess they changed it bc he never uses his left hand otherwise#also tried a textured layered rendering style. it takes so long to do but i tend to like layering the colors on sooooo there we are#idk if ill remember how to do this next time i draw tho lolol
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“if she doesn't want to be called dude i won't call her that” - you are assuming you and your friends read as people trans women feel safe enough to speak up to, while already demonstrating you don't take other people seriously enough.
Your habit and lack of self restraint/awareness matter more than common sense i guess. Like i would never call a transmasc “girl” because that would seem like obvious misgendering, but it's different for trans women apparently.
#see now#as a black person dealing w white people bullshit i understand the hesitation to Speak Up when u are the minority in the room#it's a roll of the dice and you never know how it's gonna go. will they listen? will they double down? will everyone turn against you?#every person you need to confront has the potential to blow up on you and for the situation to get blown out of proportion#but in a way that goes back to it being your fault for speaking up and ruining everything to begin with.#and when i see y'all say shit like “well im gonna keep calling trans women dudes unless they specifically ask me to stop”#i always think about that in comparison. y'all are putting trans women in this position over and over again and acting like#there isn't a glaring power dynamic that would reasonably make a lot of trans women choose to bite their tongues and#take it especially IRL. the thing too is i don't even mind it Myself but the way that y'all insist on doing it despite so many#trans women asking you not to repeatedly is so 😐 the power dynamic thing seemed obvious to me but maybe most of#y'all in the “dude is gender neutral camp” are white lol. y'all REALLY need to do better#lol now I'm thinking more about my irl experience and maybe it's been significantly less annoying bc i surround myself w poc
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boychild of destiny
#kingdom hearts#kh#kingdom hearts dark road#khdr#xehanort#young xehanort#player kh#casts beam of transgenderification on your tragic villain#aka xehanort goes to scala and learns about gender roles. what do you mean not everyone is like my parent what do you mean by Boy#when you grow up in total isolation and your only context is secondhand memories -#- from someone who doesnt really ascribe to that stuff to begin with#and then you meet other people for the first time and realize that they see you a certain way that you have no control over#and you don't even know if it's what you want or not. you didn't know you had to choose#playernort may be gone but genderfluid xehanort is forever. FOREVER#also not to be the 'loki was genderfluid' guy but--- (i am taken out by a sniper)#my art#kh art
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Here, have an untitled drabble thing. Yes, I had a specific character in mind when I wrote it. Feel free to guess. (Technically I wrote it for CoD but I think it's vague enough that my Pedro peeps could read it too.)
Warnings: Allusions to sexual activity, swearing, intentionally vague, gender neutral reader.
Word count: 355
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You had trained yourself to quiet as a teenager. It was easier - easier to fade into the background, to avoid detection, to paste on a smile and keep your heart quiet and close so nobody had cause to look closer.
That method had lasted you for years. You were silent in your pain, keeping your reactions as small and quiet as you could. You didn't scream when scared, didn't give yourself away. Even in pleasure, you stayed quiet, focused on sensation rather than noise.
Which worked well in college. No embarrassing questions for you, thanks much.
Once in the habit, you just… never stopped. Sure, you'd swear at a stubbed toe, but never more than that. In a way, you were proud of your quiet.
But you got used to people looking at you, and not seeing. Taking the image you put forth at face value and not digging deeper.
That changed with him.
He saw you. Every time. You could try to downplay your pain, your joy, your sorrow. He saw all of it. He didn't make you explain. Didn't ask you to change.
Just held you when you needed it. Murmured encouragement into your neck as his hips met yours. Pulled you into his side when you were out, having memorized every sign of distress from you.
To be so seen was… intoxicating. Strange. Frightening, sometimes.
But you couldn't pull back. Couldn't leave. Not when he looked at you like… like…
Like you were something precious. Special.
You kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. For him to realize that, really, you were nothing special.
The one time you expressed such quiet doubts to him, he just pulled you onto his lap and let you hide your face against his shoulder.
He loved you the way you were. Reassured you that he didn't need you to perform for him, didn't want you to change. Just wanted you to be comfortable.
That comfort gave you a safety net you hadn't even realized you'd been missing until you had it again.
Neither of you left that spot on the couch for a long time.
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