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fandomworld9728 · 6 months ago
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King of Hell Adam & Queen of Hell Lucifer AU Fun Fact #3:
Sexualities & Pronouns! Part 1
Adam:
He/Him
He doesn't have a label on his sexuality. He knows he's attracted to women and Lucifer. All the different names confuse him, so he doesn't even bother trying to figure it out. He knows what he likes and that's that.
Cain:
He/Him
Demisexual & Demiromantic
Abel:
He/Him, They/Them
Demisexual & Demiromantic, Demiboy
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Lucifer:
He/Him (most preferred), She/Her, They/Them (pronouns change depending on the day)
Pansexual & Demisexual, Genderfluid
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Eve:
She/Her
Bisexual
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Emily:
She/Her, They/Them
Panromantic, Asexual, Demigirl
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the-official-legacies-blog · 6 months ago
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Random-ass ramble
Istg when Legacies finally comes out people better not erase Berat's Demiromantism and Demisexuality- 😭
P l e a s e I made Berat Demisexual and Demiromantic for a reason (The reason being that I couldn't find any forms of media with Demisexual and Demiromantic representation *Sob*)
This also applies to the other sex-repulsed and/or romance-repulsed AroAce spec characters in Legacies-
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musesunhingedartcorner · 5 months ago
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I meant to post these yesterday but apparently I sent them to my main blog instead of this one
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themuseofspades · 5 months ago
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jvten · 1 year ago
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YOSHI ALSTAD: Ice Jotunn
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YOSHI ALSTAD, formerly Yoskav, used to only live within the 19th century, but upon meeting Jayn Liu who had fallen out of time into his world, well, he fell in love. Yoshi had been in self-exile for only a few years, keeping himself hidden in his other form – a polar bear – but realising that he must reveal the truth to Jayn if he wants to help her as much as possible, he learns how to be human again, both with practice and with every day spent with Jayn.
However, there was one last secret he had kept from his beloved – he used to be a prince. A prince of Svalbard, which, in his world, was the capital of Norway (instead of Oslo being such). While Svalbard was outwardly a picture-perfect kingdom, it was built on lies, deception and corruption, made as such by the late King Ivar Bjornstad, Yoshi’s adopted father. King Ivar had trained Yoshi to be a killing machine, whilst neglecting his two other children Natya and Ruv, with the intention to make Yoshi hunt down an entity extremely crucial to his plans… the Harbinger. It was prophesied that one day the Harbinger would appear, and that they could control the Aurora Borealis itself, making them extremely powerful. But Ivar died in battle before he could tell his son his plans. Upon his father’s death, Yoshi ran away, wanting to throw away every horrible thing he had done and start anew.
But his past had come back to him as Yoshi, Jayn and their crew of friends had to visit Norway… and this simple appointment turned into something akin to a war. It had turned out that Natya had been attempting to finish what her father started, and that was to control the gateways in their world and allow them to travel to other worlds in hopes of conquering them. She was eventually defeated, and is now in exile. And now that there are no secrets between Jayn and Yoshi, they can only hope that things will be better than before… even if Jayn starts to wonder how powerful she really is. But all Yoshi can do is help her out and support her, even as Jayn -- as well as the other Vanguard -- starts to become mysteriously ill...
PERSONALITY: Optimistic, kind, caring, loyal, considerate, scary if provoked lol
WEAPON: Switches from warhammer to wide-bladed sword
POWERS/ABILITIES:
Shapeshifting (can turn into a large polar bear)
This also allows him the ability to communicate with other animals
Enhanced strength (legit just super strength, nothing is really heavy to him) and stamina
Enhanced senses due to bear form
Ice manipulation (can control ice and even weaponise it by creating spikes/spires from it)
Weapon summoning
VOICE CLAIM: Matt Lanter
See you at the next character sheet! <3
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cthonyxa · 10 months ago
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This is the last piece of buffer art from 2023 that I have prepared (though I might pull some art from other projects to use as buffer since I'm now officially out of it). It's of two characters from my Ashmont Vigilantes world: Lucia and Dominic. You may remember Dominic from my first post on the Transcendent Trio, although he was only mentioned in passing. This is concept art from when he was in his late teens/early 20s, set several years before the Transcendent Trio storyline and in what I'm tentatively calling the CREWCUT storyline.
While Lucia/Ziyara's backstory is still under heavy development, the basic idea is that she's from a planet called Ootalax (her species is Ootalaxian) who was sent to Earth at a young age as part of her training to eventually be the Ootalaxian ambassador. She was given the identity of Lucia Carter, niece to Gerald Carter (the secret identity of a well-known hero called Captain Amazing), and began living as a normal human. She met Nic through his parents (Isabella Allard, aka Birdseye, and Anthony Allard, aka Dire Jibe), since they ran in the same superhero circles as Captain Amazing. Despite living in separate parts of the country, they became fast friends and would go on to form an unsanctioned teen heroing group together with some other superhero friends.
A few fun facts about Ootalaxians: they are shapeshifters with the ability to change every part of their body, except for their brains, their body mass, and their specific form of mitochondria (which is what allows them to shapeshift). Their natural form tends to be tall (7 or 8 feet) with skin tones on the blue/black spectrum, four arms, and six eyes with no visible pupils. While Ootalaxians can emulate the reproductive tract of any animal, their natural reproductive system is that of three parents: imna (contributor of ova), ishrrl (contributor of sperm), and ithos (bearer of the child). Babies are born without a sex, but most settle in a single sex for the most part by the age of 5. It is not uncommon, however, for them to change their sex based on how they feel about themselves, to fit the parental role they want to have in their child’s life, or a variety of other reasons. The vast majority of Ootalaxians are multisexual, since that's their natural reproductive state, although they have the same broad spectrum of (a)sexuality that humans do. Lucia's main gender is imna, which is why she goes by she/her pronouns, and she identifies as omnisexual (the multisexual label she liked best).
In this picture, Nic is shown to be Owlet, which is kind of the Robin to Birdseye's Batman. However, as I started fleshing out the pre-TT timeline, I decided I wanted that mantle to go to his brother, Connor. There are reasons for this that I won't go into right now, but the end result is that Nic is no longer Owlet, but Mockingbird--intended to the sidekick of Dire Jibe. I'm not 100% sure if either of them will be official sidekicks or "you can't tell us no" unofficial ones, though. Nic has always been uneasy with authority, which is what draws him to the punk aesthetic/culture. There's a lot about his backstory and personality that I haven't settled on, so I can't say much right now, but identity-wise he's bisexual, demiromantic, and polyamorous.
Anyway, that's it for now. I need to finish the model sheets for the Transcendent Trio, so I'm not sure when my next post on this world will be. But, hey, maybe I'll get inspired to do a vignette. Or I'll need buffer and so I'll show you the character concept art I have for a pre-TT visual novel game I want to make around the same time I officially start working on the TT comic. I guess we'll see! 😁
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lothiriel84 · 1 year ago
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A Fancy, or a Feeling
Is love a fancy, or a feeling? No. It is immortal as immaculate Truth, 'Tis not a blossom shed as soon as youth
A North and South ficlet. Grey-romantic!John Thornton/demiromantic!Margaret Hale.
Never once, in all his thirty years, had Mr Thornton fancied himself in love. He told himself he was too busy, too rational a creature to fall prey to such unreasonable feelings; but the truth of the matter was, his very nature was not prone to romantic attachments, and in that, he was different from most young men his age. Oh, he was no stranger to other stirrings, of a baser, more shameful nature; he knew what it was to desire a woman, and while he had chosen not to act on it – out of necessity at first, after the miserable circumstances surrounding his father’s death, and then out of a steely determination to conduct himself as the gentleman he wished himself to be – those same feelings lurked still underneath the surface, coming back to haunt him at the most inappropriate of times. 
He had wondered on occasion whether he ought to go about procuring himself a wife; someone he could take to his bed with a clear conscience, and to give him children besides. Still, something had always prevented him from taking such a step: it was the memory of the deep, abiding love that had united his parents, a love he instinctively felt could not be found in a marriage based on reason and convenience. He would not disrespect any young lady of his acquaintance by offering for her when his heart was not engaged; nor would he disrespect himself by seeking out the sort of arrangement which was common among men of his station, to satisfy his urges only. 
And so it was, until the very moment he first laid eyes on Miss Hale. Those tender feelings he had never experienced before came to him all at once, and he was left shocked and trembling in their wake; she captivated him, mind, body, and soul, and while he sometimes resented her for it, he was powerless to do anything about it. Nothing could have prepared him for her brutal rejection, but still, his feelings for her did not abate; even the undeniable proof of her unmaidenliness could not shake them entirely, and so they lived on, soured as they were, but never forgotten. 
Then at long last, as he was pressing a dried rose into her palm, her eyes wide with wonder and a tenderness such as he had never dared to hope to see turned towards himself, he knew the sweet happiness of love returned, and was content. 
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Eighteen years Margaret had lived without knowing the indignity of being subjected to a man’s declarations, and all at once, she felt sure she would have happily gone on unaware for the rest of her days. It offended her that any man could think of her in such a way, even more so one she had come to consider as a friend; for all that she had been describing to him how her ideal wedding would unfold, she could not quite picture herself inside the fantasy, nor could she imagine the sort of man who would be standing beside her on such an occasion. 
She was sorry she had wounded him; and yet, she did not regret the substance of her refusal, if not the very words in which it had been delivered. She had to be true to herself, first and foremost; she did not love him, and therefore could not have accepted him, nor would she give him any hope that she might at some distant point in the future. Those tender feelings Edith had described to her at length over the course of her acquaintance first, and engagement later, to Captain Lennox, they were simply not there; not for Mr Lennox, nor for any other gentleman of her acquaintance, no matter how handsome his looks or pleasing his manner. 
And later still, when Mr Thornton came to pay his addresses to her, she could feel nothing but repugnance at the words that came out of his mouth; for she was sure she had never once encouraged him, and in her agitated state, she could more readily perceive the insult than the honour of receiving such a proposal. For any other man to take this kind of liberty, it would have been all but intolerable; that Mr Thornton of all people would mistake her natural compassion for her fellow creatures with a romantic inclination on her part, it was unpardonable, and further proof of the kind of man he was. 
Many years down the line, as she would think back of those times, she would feel sure she did not, could not have loved him then. She did not know him for who he truly was, and while she had never been indifferent for him, it was only several weeks into their marriage that she could finally put a name to those stirrings he had provoked in her since the beginning of their acquaintance. For she desired him long before she liked him, before she even knew that a woman might wish to lie with a man in such a way; but she did not come to love him until much later, as she finally understood what kind of man he was, even when she held no hope of ever restoring his good opinion of her. 
Those tender feelings she had scorned coming from him, she finally knew for herself, and carried in her heart always, though he was lost to her forever. And then, he was not, and she could not look at him, heartbeat fluttering like a bird inside her ribcage as she slowly came to lay her head on his shoulder, where it belonged.
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On a belated honeymoon in Cadiz, John and Margaret would discuss at length the nature of their mutual attachment, and compare it with Frederick’s baffled remarks concerning their respective lack of any prior romantic inclination whatsoever. John would raise his eyebrows in disbelief at the suggestion that any man might come to love more than one woman in his lifetime; as for Margaret, she would quietly consider her new sister’s hushed confidences about a long-forgotten disappointment when she was very young, and treasure it in her heart for the time when she would have to offer her guidance to her own children – one of which she was already carrying, unbeknownst even to herself, the first of many she and John would welcome over the years of their marriage. 
Their feelings for one another, slow to awaken as they had been in their exceptionality, remained strong and unwavering for as long as they lived, their mutual tenderness an inexhaustible source of comfort and joy as they marched through hardship and toil. 
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nel-fie · 1 year ago
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[ID: Two women on a couch, one of whom wears an ankle-length pleated skirt and sits across her friend's lap. She has a slightly worried expression, seemingly trying to balance out her position so as not to spill the drink she holds in her left hand, while the latter is hugging her tightly around the waist, with a big smile and a blissful expression. END ID] I don't think I've posted any art yet, so here you go. A small drawing of two comfort characters of mine. The white-haired lady generally doesn't wear skirted outfits, but she found one she actually likes, and her friend is huggingly thrilled about it. For a clarification on the tags: The character on the right is aro-ace (indifferent), the one on the left is demi-ace(favorable), so their relationship is technically mixed-orientation by a small margin. However, they've been friends since age three, and that's the core of their connection. The character on the right has albinism and all that comes with it (lowered eyesight, photophobia, etc...), as well as a speech impairment caused by injury to her tongue and motor nerves. The character on the left is blind due to retinopathy of prematurity ( corneal opacification and detachment).
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mp100ficrec · 2 years ago
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My Will Is Wavering by Anonymous
Fic can be read HERE.
Character Study, Reigen-centric, Pining, Demiromantic Reigen, Post-Canon, Manga Spoilers. Completed. Rated: T. Word Count: 4539
Pairings: Reigen Arataka/Serizawa Katsuya, Kageyama ‘Mob’ Shigeo & Reigen Arataka
“Isolation is my home Hide away, can you feel the comfort -ability of it all Only here can I feel the music Never letting others in Only hoping to find some honesty In isolation Have I found what I'm looking for inside? Am I selfish and afraid?”
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thestarfishface · 4 months ago
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“There is no platonic explanation for thi-“ Sprays u with water. Sprays u
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mewsmagic · 5 months ago
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MaoMao demiromantic for the ABPride collab on twitter!!!! She's an icon!
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ronnierosest · 8 months ago
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Zakkura "So he never initiates, never asks, and waits." - inspired by a fanfiction we're friends, right? (very adult) by totosheadset
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etinceelle · 6 months ago
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Finally some time to draw them ! Happy pride ❤️🧡🤍💜
And pride for all 🍉
(Gris and Fauve, my ocs)
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rattlebear25 · 7 months ago
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Random Headcanon Sexuality Time about Hazbin Hotel Characters! (Some here are canon others are still unknown)
Charlie: Bisexual
Vaggie: Lesbian
Angel Dust: Gay
Husk: Pansexual
Alastor: AroAce
Sir Pentious: Bisexual
Cherri Bomb: Bisexual
Niffty: Straight Ally
Egg Bois: Gay
Adam: Straight
Lute: Straight
All the Heaven ppl: Straight
Zestial: Straight
Carmilla: Straight
Rosie: Asexual Demiromantic or AroAce like Alastor
Vox: Bisexual
Valentino: Pansexual
Velvette: Bisexual
Lucifer: Straight Ally (more Lilithsexual)
Lilith: Straight Ally
Soooo.... Bye
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roach-master · 2 months ago
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have I shared this on here yet
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jvten · 1 year ago
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VI MIYAMOTO: Love & Decay Nocturna
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VI MIYAMOTO, a survivor in a world infected by an apocalypse. Formerly a child star in the beloved children’s show My Friendly Neighborhood, her life changed when monsters began infesting the world, and toxic plants began to spread. For ten years she survived with the crew of (mostly) puppets she called her family.
But when things begin to go awry from the moment the crew finds an amulet belonging to something far too powerful for humans to comprehend, Vi starts to hear a voice call to her from a long way away. Even when Jayn Liu from the Vanguard as well as Jun Kojima and Kazu Tachibana from the Nocturna inform Vi that she is supposed to be a part of Nocturna, she continues to hear that distant lullaby, growing ever louder.
She learns that the amulet, and the voice, belongs to an entity called the Puppeteer, and that the Puppeteer had been the cause of this apocalypse. The Puppeteer wanted Vi as their successor, but they are eventually destroyed, which allows for the world to heal and recover from the monsters and toxic plants. Vi then joins Nocturna as the fourth and last member. Stubborn and determined, yet sweet and kind, Vi undergoes her training at the Sanctum. But things start to change when she begins to question just how powerful she may be… as well as when she begins to worry for her friends’ stability and the fate of the Sanctum.
PERSONALITY: Sweet, kind, loyal, empathetic, stubborn, determined
WEAPON: Dagger, flame-rifle
POWERS/ABILITIES:
Web control: the ability to control or move objects (even limbs and people) with durable webs
Decay control: the ability to make basically anything crumble/decay, or return them to their undecayed state
Weapon summoning
Can sustain telepathic connections with animals/insects/monsters
Also becomes skilled in making certain aromas that can affect emotions. Similar to Jang's emotion manipulation, but artificial
VOICE CLAIM: Anna Sawai
Oh my god. This is the last reference sheet in this series. I'm gonna make a post to thank y'all soon!!
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