#fictional nonbinary characters

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Sevika Masterlist

Taunting

-when Sevika gets home, she reminds reader who's in charge.

(smut.)

Make Her Happy

-reader gets home from work, but she's exhausted when her daughter and Sevika come to greet her.

(established relationship.)

Bleh

-when reader finds herself sick in the morning, Sevika takes care of her.

(established relationship.)

Shouldn't Talk to Strangers

-when Sevika's out on Piltover's backroads, she comes across reader.

(mutual crushes.)

How A Fight Ends

-when Sevika leaves reader to get drink refills, she comes back to reader getting caught in a bar fight.

(established relationship.)

Cherishing Her Touch

-when avoiding another hug attempt from reader, Sevika doesn't realize what happens next before it's too late.

(established relationship.)

Your Own Flare

-when Sevika's prosthetic breaks, she goes to her favourite mechanic.

(established relationship.)

Poker Face

-when Sevika comes back from her fight with Vi, reader patches her up.

(established relationship.)

Take Them All On

-when reader goes to meet up with Sevika for a date, she notices she's being followed.

(established relationship.)

The Last Drop

-when reader's well into her drinks, she decides to mess with Sevika. Just a little more.

(enemies to more?)

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

💛🤍 Books for International Non-Binary People's Day 💜🖤

[duckprintspress]

Back the Aether Beyond the Binary Kickstarter Campaign!

Duck Prints Press is thrilled to announce that the crowdfunding campaign for science-fantasy gender-diverse sixth anthology Aether Beyond the Binary is now live on Kickstarter!

The core concept of Aether Beyond the Binary is simple and compelling: create intriguing main characters outside the gender binary and set them loose to explore the modern world twisted or barely changed, enhanced or destroyed by magical aether. This power source may replace technology, supplement it, or oppose it. These characters may be agender, genderfluid, bigender, or any other non-binary identity. The thread that these tales share is exploration: of the world around them and of the self. We propose no conclusions; instead, we demonstrate how far-reaching the questions are and how expansive the range of possible answers can be, thereby broadening the discussion about the nature of gender and the place of genderqueer characters in science-fantasy fiction. We hope you’ll join us to explore the endless possibilities of these magical worlds.

This anthology includes 17 stories, each up to 7,500 words, by our diverse fancreators-turned-original-fiction-authors, gorgeous artwork by Mar Spragge, Pippin Peacock, Alessa Riel, and Atomic Pixies, amazing merchandise, and awesome add-on extras.

Looking for the perfect post-holiday purchase? Look no further! Get awesome, gorgeous stuff, a fantastic, erudite book, and support queer indie publishing – become a backer of the Aether Beyond the Binary crowdfunding campaign TODAY!

Campaign ends January 25th, 2024.

Patreon backers who support the crowdfunding campaign can also get an excellent extra: the adorable plant-watering backer as a key chain! So there’s no time like the present to back us on Patreon, too!

[leebrontide]

Apparently we're doing these again, so

Names in Their Blood is fully for sale as of TODAY!

After a spring they barely survived, the superhero team the Sentinels, and their family, head to rural Minnesota for long awaited reunions and a chance to finally start to heal. But when they realize that genetically altered people have been going missing from the small town that houses the US's only full service hospital for genetically altered people they have to decide who they can trust- and fast, our thousands of people could die.

Buy on Amazon paperack or ebook now! (audiobook to come)

Buy ebook NOT on Amazon here or here.

Also available for special order from your local independent book store!

The first book in the series is FREE right HERE or HERE (or in paper form from Amazon or from your fav independent bookstore)

Also I made a Uquiz that I think is a lot of fun, here.

Reblogs welcome! I'm deeply proud of this book and I'm so so excited to finally share it with you all!

[ghostofsnails]

so did you guys know theres this character called tristan vik disventure camp and

[the-meme-monarch]

“well I’m trans and idc if people don’t refer to kris correctly” ok well I’m Also trans and this is my fucking video. refer to them correctly on my video or fuck off

[jaylynx1412]

"we need more men to be comfortable with their masculinity, sexuality, and gender and not be ashamed of it."

but you couldn't even handle them.

[queershippingpolls]

I haven't seen any poll blogs specifically for queer ships (canon or headcanon), so I thought I'd give it a try.

You don't have to know the characters/media to ship/not ship them. Feel free to go by vibes.

You can submit ships here (asks are only for questions!) :

List of submitted and posted ships with poll data:

Rules:

- only queer ships (whatever queer means to you)

- you can submit both canon and headcanon ships (but if it is headcanon, please explain in your submission)

- you can submit crossover ships

- you can submit platonic ships (please indicate this in your submission!)

- you can submit poly ships

- ships with under 1000 votes can be submitted again

- if the ship is m/f and one or more people in the ship are trans, please indicate so in the form (as I will not include cis allo m/f ships)

[guessillcallitart]

"I've been seeing this ghost."

"Is she hot?"

"Hotter than your mom."

"That joke isn't okay."

"You make jokes like that about my mom all the time."

"That's different."

"Why?"

"I'm the one making the jokes."

(moodboard pics from pinterest)

taglist: @aloeverawrites, @your-absent-father, @rbbess110, @yesireadbooks, @full-on-sam, @anonymousfoz, @the-mindless, @the-void-writes, @aalinaaaaaa, @mr-orion, @oddcryptidwrites, @albatris, @jacqueswriteblrlibrary (ask to be added or removed)

adding a link to my book because I feel like I don't share it enough:

Also maybe this is a common feeling but I feel like I have so much undiscovered talent that just goes unnoticed cuz of the algorithms or because people just aren't interested, which I really don't understand or because a lot of people are lurkers? Or maybe I haven't found "my audience" yet and if so where are they and how do I found them? anyway vent over, I hope you have a nice day wherever you are and that the sky is beautiful :)

[vroomvroomwee]

Question for the non-binary and trans people on this app.

Due to some unhelpful introspection I (non-binary) have realised that most of the characters (particularly male characters I don't know why) I don't really see as men, in the sense that I don't see them as the gender that I would see them as if they popped to life in front of me. So I'm wondering if this is a gender blind trait due to being non-binary or smth else.

PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT GENDERQUEER DONT VOTE!

[gingery-juniper]

I can't stop crying over this

I had top surgery recently and it's hard to share that joy safely. The comfort and acceptance this brings me is indescribable.

Commission artwork of my oc/self-insert character.

I can't thank you @pistachiozombie enough for these wonderful sketches you did for me!

[deedeedeedeedeedeedee]

I just saw fanart of Butch nightcrawler. I was already down bad for male nightcrawlerrr. OOOOO SOMEBODY GET THE STRAP

[whosralf]

ART BY @robinfollies !!

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BELLE HEADCANONS :: she is the lesbian.

- she used to have a crush about Pom,but then she learned that she was in a relationship–

- she loves sweaters

- she would sleep all day,she literally loves to sleep.

- she always makes cookies with Aristotle for Christmas

- she listens to Chappell Roan,her favorite song is "HOT TO GO!"

- low iron,and she takes some pills for that,even if she hates them

- loves reading,her favorite books are all fantasy or horror

- she wears glasses for reading and/or writing letters

- her favorite food are puncakes!

- she does gardening and cares A LOT about her flowers

- loves cheek kisses

- is the mom friend of the group,and plus she always tells mom jokes

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tagging my dear moot @battersweet because my ideas of making headcanons comes from their posts!

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FUN FACT : she is in love with a woman,but we still don't know who she is rn

[duckprintspress]

COVER REVEAL: Aether Beyond the Binary!

Duck Prints Press is over the moon to announce that the crowdfunding campaign for our next anthology, Aether Beyond the Binary, will be launching on Kickstarter on December 26th, 2023. This awesome collection includes 17 stories about characters outside the gender binary – be they non-binary, agender, genderfluid, bigender, or elsewise – exploring, learning, growing, teaching, helping themselves or helping the world in settings like the modern world, but with magical aether powering the technology!

Our spectacular cover, which we are thrilled to reveal today, features art by non-binary artist Mar Spragge. The lead editor, Nina Waters, is agender. Many of our contributors are also trans and/or non-binary. You can see the full list of contributors here.

The crowdfunding campaign for this book will include options to buy the anthology as an e-book, trade paperback, or hard cover, and we’ve also got some gorgeous merchandise, with an enamel pin by Atomic Pixies, a bookmark by Pippin Peacock, a sticker of the back of the book cover (because the book cover is FULL WRAP-AROUND, wut?!), and of course a sticker of our latest Dux, created by Alessa Riel.

The campaign goes live on December 26th, 2023. To get all the details and make sure you don’t miss a thing, follow our Kickstarter Pre-Launch Page NOW!

Signal boosts are extremely appreciated on this post. This is a super cool project and we want to get the word out about it. And I mean, look at the lovely artwork. You know you need that lovely artwork on your blog/page/feed/whatnot. 😀

[skellymom]

"Vagabonds" Chapter 19

"HEART OF THE MATTER"

Ongoing fanfic Hunter x Reader/Fem Reader/OC

Hunter meets a smuggler Nomaadi Star Woman with a powerful force sensitive teen who changes the trajectory of CF-99's lives...as they ALL try to escape from The Empire together.

To read Chapter 18 - "THE FORCE"

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/759480275949486080/vagabonds-chapter-18-the-force?source=share

Word Count: 1.9K

Background: Hunter has a heart to heart convo with LOVE. LOVE has a heart to heart covo with Mad. Sweet and emotional with a reveal (No fear dear reader: Things WILL pick up in Chapter 20!)

For anyone new to this series: "LOVE" is the nonbinary/genderfluid neurodivergent/nonverbal Force sensitive kid of the main OC of this series "Mad". For more background on LOVE, check out the introduction and past chapters leading up to this one. LOVE'S father is also mentioned in past chapters in a flashback...giving a clue as to how and why LOVE has the power they do!

Warning: Commentary of body issues, age, relationships. Mention of body parts.

(Credit: Cool dividers by @4ngelic-wh1spers @plum98 @strangergraphics-archive)

Mad emerged from the refresher, toweled off, then playfully tossed it over Tiggy.  Tig rolled around inside the towel, drying her fur, then took it between her teeth and shook it.  The towel slapped the sides of her head.  She’d drop it, growl, bite and shake it again. 

From the back of her wardrobe, Mad pulled out a black linen maxi dress.  A patchwork of small multicolored fabric swatches was sewn all over it randomly.  Remnants of fabric snipped from the clothing of Nomaadi family and friends.  People who helped Mad escape Dathomir, deliver LOVE, and occasionally assist Mad to raise them during the rare moments the Nomaadi could gather together.  Some still alive...some...had perished long ago.  For the Nomaadi this was their portable family album. There was a bittersweet melancholy attached to this garment.  A nostalgia so deep with this dress Mad could NEVER part with it. 

She hadn’t worn it since being pregnant with LOVE and a few months after their birth...before losing some of the baby weight. 

Mad glanced up and caught the vision of her naked self in the mirror.   

Her breasts were getting heavier with the start of milk production...and tender.  Before that they weren’t as perky as they had been in Mad’s 20’s or 30’s... now hovering just shy of 50.   

She had a mature woman’s body before this “medical condition.”  A spare tire around her lower midsection, just under the belly button.  Leftover from carrying LOVE that never went away.  And shiny stretchmarks from the original pregnancy weight loss.   

There were some varicose and spider veins on Mad’s legs, mostly covered by extensive tattoos.  But still visible.  The occasional scar from fights, near misses, scrapes, and falls while evading enemies peppered her body. 

Mad sighed.  She wore a rough roadmap of life...with more to come. 

Memories of Hunter worshipping every inch of her body came flooding back.  The extra, marred flesh didn’t seem to bother him at all.  Sure, he had plenty of scars...from battle.  Those scarred parts of his anatomy were seen as glorification of enduring a war and surviving.  No sense of shame came with them.   

Motherhood on the other hand...not generally seen that way. 

The softening of the body, especially as an older woman...aging.  Mad sighed.  Most societies in the galaxy tended to view this as a woman past her prime, less valued, sometimes invisible, mostly a vessel to produce a younger, more useful being and nothing else. 

Would Hunter STILL find her attractive?  And see past the outer meat sack to the spirit of the person within?  Would he still want to hang around after whatever Mad carried within her grew to fruition and left it.  Maul surely didn’t. 

Men usually became suddenly fickle when the body exceeded certain...parameters of “established” body standards... 

Would her body still be in full working order after all of this was over?  Would she lose her independence?  What would happen to LOVE if Mad was rendered incapable?  Surely the Nomaadi would help care for her... 

...IF there were any of her people left after the Empire scoured and colonized the galaxy... 

She suddenly grew VERY wary and tired.  Tiggy whined pitifully, as though she could read Mad’s thoughts. 

Mad sighed and took the dress off the hangar, pulling it over her head, and let it settle over her body.   

It felt comfortable.  Like home.  Smoothed out and covered the lumps, bumps, scars, mars... 

Forgiving and embracing like a well-worn lover. 

Mad ignored the wet towel on the floor and crawled into bed, hiding under the covers.  She didn’t want to think about ANYTHING else for awhile.  Just wanting to exist in this warm peaceful place.  

Tiggy leapt up and snuggled in next to her. 

Hunter rifled through his pockets, pulling out items as he thew his clothes into the washer. 

The Marauder had a tiny machine, only large enough for the Batcher’s thin blacks.  But the Beldame had a full-sized washer/dryer with a folding counter in one of the ships alcoves.  Perfect for washing civilian clothing the Batchers had acquired since leaving the Empire. 

LOVE quietly drifted by in the shadows behind him, having grabbed snacks for Omega and Sil.  If it had been anyone else, they would have silently drifted by in levitation with no one the wiser... 

But this was Hunter. 

“That’s an interesting skill you have.” He mused as he closed the lid and watched the clothes agitate in the washer window. 

LOVE stopped and levitated in place, shocked that Hunter could sense them. 

“You HAD to know I would eventually figure it out.” Clothes agitating...” Do you eavesdrop on everyone often?” 

NO!  They Force Spoke. 

“Guess I have to believe you” Hunter turned to stare into LOVE’S eyes.  He leaned against the wall next to the washer and put his hand on his hip. 

No pressure... 

We live on this ship constantly...usually with lots of other people.  Privacy is hard to find...but...SOMETIMES...every once in a while...I do it for safety reasons. 

“Oh?” Hunter raised an eyebrow. 

I DON’T want to know other people's PERSONAL business...eww.  But...I worry about Mom.  She’s been with me my whole life.  More than anyone else... 

LOVE trailed off and Hunter guessed this comment was telling about how little this teen’s father was present in their life. 

“What are you worried about?” Hunter softened his look and tone. 

I... don’t want to lose her...  LOVE clutched the bags of snacks against their chest, a panicked look upon their face.  I’m scared. 

Hunter understood this completely.  He had seen Omega worry as a small child.  So many situations where she would stress about things she had little to no control over. 

“Ever tell your mother about this?” Hunter offered. 

No...  LOVE stared at the floor 

“Listen...I know I’m NOT your father...” Hunter fidgeted a bit.  He wasn’t sure if he was drifting into dangerous territory with Mad’s teen. 

But you COULD be!  LOVE glanced up hopefully at Hunter. 

Hunter was pleasantly surprised to find himself smiling a bit.  He initially expected LOVE to be defensive and argumentative.  However, he remembered Mad’s explanation of the Nomaadi.  Family is not specific for them.  It was NOT necessarily comprised of a closed group of familiar blood individuals.  ANYONE could be adopted into the galaxy-wide ever-growing community of the Nomaadi family experience. 

You ONLY had to be genuine and committed to belong.   

“Don’t you think she should know?”  Hunter advocated. 

LOVE heavily considered his words. 

“Talk to her, LOVE.  She NEEDS to hear from you right now.  She needs your support.”  Hunter urged.  “I think you need hers too.” 

I... don’t want to be a burden.  Mom has enough to worry about. 

“You aren’t.  Would NEVER think that.”  Hunter emoted “She loves you so much.” 

LOVE nodded and turned to levitate away towards Mad’s stateroom.  Then stopped and glanced over their shoulder. 

Hunter? 

“Yeah?” 

I mean it...you COULD be my father. 

“Heh...thanks Kid.  That means A LOT coming from you.” Hunter beamed. 

Mom?  LOVE reached out with The Force while standing outside of Mad’s stateroom door.   

Come in. The door slid open to reveal Mad curled up in bed with Tiggy leaning against her. 

Mad had rolled over to greet Love...as they WALKED into the room... 

LOVE barely EVER walked anywhere.  Usually, levitating was the default to avoid the tactile feeling of anything against their feet, hands, body.  They even shunned touch from everyone around them, including loved ones.  LOVE slowly wandered into the room, looking small, lost...a bit unsure. 

Hey?  Mad probed LOVE’S mind gently. Speaking in the intimate way they both have since LOVE'S birth.  What’s bothering you? 

LOVE slowly crawled onto the bed then asked a question Mad hadn’t heard since LOVE was a toddler... 

Can I hug you? 

Oh...OF COURSE!  With outstretched arms, Mad beckoning her child. 

LOVE slid in and embraced Mad, gently closing Tiggy in between them.  The dog rolled onto her back and let all four legs dangle down like a person resting on the mattress.  A contented groan escaped her snout. 

Mad warmly wrapped her arms around LOVE, closed her eyes, and drank in the sensation of how her child felt in her arms.  It had been SO LONG since she felt this.  Mad held back strong emotional tears. 

It felt WONDERFUL! 

Mad waited patiently for LOVE to speak. 

Finally...  I’m...scared. 

You heard the conversation earlier, didn’t you?  With your “Force Ears?” 

LOVE nodded silently. 

I know you can do that.  Don’t always know when you do it... 

Not often.  Promise. 

Hmm.  Hunter and I were going to tell you, Omega and Sil soon.  We just needed to process...EVERYTHING.  

Hunter told me to come clean and talk to you.  Sooner than later. 

He did, did he? Mad grinned 

Can we adopt him?  And Omega...and their brothers? 

I’ll think about it. Mad smirked, then sighed.  About the... Mad motioned to her very swollen belly.  Symbiont...or WHATEVER is in THERE...I think I’m going to live.  Don’t think the doctor...intentionally...implanted anything evil or dangerous.  But I wasn’t prepared for what Hunter had to say.  We're going to get this straightened away tomorrow at the extraction point.  I CAN’T wait though...it’s sitting on my bladder!  Sorry... 

Mad extracted herself from Love, Tiggy, and the bed quickly.  Got up and hurried to the bathroom. 

LOVE waited for Mad’s return and glanced down at Tiggy, who continued to lay on her back.   

You KNOW something.  You sense it.  That’s why you’re cuddling with Mom so much. 

Tiggy glanced up at LOVE, wagging her tail in the affirmative. 

What do YOU know that we don’t??? 

Tiggy smiled in the way dogs do, still wagging her tail, but giving up NONE of her secrets. 

Mad returned to her bed and snuggled in with LOVE.  They lay there for quite a while, each in their own headspace and silent. 

Hey... Mad whispered with the Force. 

Huh? LOVE murmured back. 

I love you with everything I’ve got.  And, I’ve NEVER regretted having you.  No matter what happens...don’t you EVER forget it. Mad squeezed LOVE. 

LOVE was extremely touched and emotionally unable to speak...even with the Force.  However, Mad could FEEL the depth of their emotions.  No words needed to be spoken; the feelings were enough. 

Eventually, both LOVE and Mad drifted off to sleep...with Tiggy sandwiched between them. 

 

While Mad slept.... 

LOVE dreamed. 

A shapeless, formless darkness.  Nothing concerning or terrifying.  On the contrary, a peaceful, watery darkness...with the constant sound of a warm heartbeat.  There were others with them in the darkness.  Small forms fluttering around LOVE.  Sliding by and acknowledging their presence like it was as natural as belonging to this place.  This watery, salty home...like the dark, warm depths of an ocean.  They communicated wordlessly, soundlessly in kinship.  No malice or otherness.  They belonged here for the time being, while LOVE was just visiting temporarily.  They accepted LOVE occupying space among them in these depths.  Swimming up to them in greeting.  Regarding LOVE with interest... 

LOVE startled awake with their head resting against Mad’s swollen belly.  During the nap, LOVE had slid down and curled around their mother.  Mad continued to snore softly. 

LOVE glanced down at Tiggy.  My brothers and sisters are in there...you were trying to tell us... 

Tiggy wiggled in excitement. 

...and Hunter’s their daddy. 

Tiggy rolled over and licked LOVE’S face enthusiastically. 

LOVE was elated...but then realized that they COULDN’T part with these babies.  For SO many years Mad and LOVE ferried people...mostly children across the galaxy to safe houses and families on other planets.  Some living with other Nomaadi when there were no other viable options.  They were unable to keep any of them in their daily lives. 

But THESE children...they personally BELONGED to THEM.   

LOVE gently woke Mad up and gave her the news. 

I...DON’T understand.  HOW?  Mad rubbed the sleep from her eyes. 

Tech might know.  He’ll explain the logical part.  I can do the rest.  LOVE offered. 

LOVE got up from the bed and levitated out of the stateroom to find the rest of the crew. 

To read Chapter 20 - "DIFFICULT CHOICES":

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/761407251706707968/vagabonds-chapter-20?source=share

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