#gender hcs

[niintendoqs]

Ikemen Vampire sexuality and gender HCs 🫶 Waow I love LGBT+ HCs of the boys so much…

[zombiedeers]

OKAY, Electric Mayhem gender, pronoun and sexuality hcs incoming

Teeth - unlabeled gender amab, he/they, polyamorous pansexual

Floyd - cis man, he/him, polyamorous bisexual

Janice - transfem demigirl, she/they, polyamorous bisexual

Zoot - nonbinary amab, he/it/they, polyamorous panromantic asexual

Lips - transmasc he/they, polyamorous demiromantic unlabeled sexuality

Animal - unlabeled gender, any pronouns, unlabeled sexuality (Animal is just Animal)

[iheartgirlzn]

PJO GENDER AND SEXUALITY HCS FOR PRIDE MONTH!!

percy jackson: bisexual, trans male (he/him)

annabeth chase: bisexual, demi girl (she/they)

jason grace: gay or pansexual (any pronouns)

leo valdez: bisexual - male lean, trans male, grey sexual (he/him)

piper mclean: queer, trans fem and gender fluid, demi romantic (any pronouns but he/him)

hazel levesque: pansexual, unlabelled gender or demi girl (she/her pronouns)

frank zhang: unlabelled sexuality, agender (they/them pronouns)

BONUSES:

reyna arellano: asexual, no gender preference (she/her pronouns)

nico di angelo: gay, trans male (he/him)

rachel elizabeth dare: pansexual, gender fluid, demi sexual (they/she)

grover underwood: unlabelled, somewhere on the ace spectrum (he/him)

thalia grace: lesbian, non-binary, asexual (any pronouns — they/she/he?)

will solace: bisexual, demi boy (he/they — him and nico are t4t ‼️)

silena beauregard: bisexual (she/her)

clarisse la rue: lesbian (she/her)

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helpful lil asexual spectrum explanation bc i had to search the definitions for some of the sexualities lolol 😭:

[diabolikpersonals]

do you hc laito as a girl :0 /genq

not laito! my gender hcs (sometimes based on the events of the game and sometimes just for fun) are that azusa is a trans man, subaru is agender, and ayato is bigender. I don't think ayato could ever put a word to it, but he's both a guy and a girl.

we couldn't ever change his pronouns though. can u imagine an ayato that doesn't go by ore-sama? absolutely not, that one is set in stone

[sammylbir]

Headcanons for Enbyfem Rantaro Amami

(Icon by @pridebicons)

Headcanon Time! (Just my opinion)

Rantaro uses They/She

They often use make-up and eyelash-extenders, because it makes them feel good and relaxed.

They began to love their feminine side, thanks to growing up with their sisters.

For a while they did consider becoming a trans woman, but then realised that they still had a masculine urge and liked the idea of being non-binary better.

They bonded with fellow NB Classmate Tenko and Rantaro then realised that labels are not definite. Its a spectrum and there's no right or wrong way to identify as.

She sometimes dresses in more feminine clothing.

[quitealotofsodapop]

LMK/JTTW gender headcanons & how they respond when asked about their identities:

Im he/they myself so some of these may be self-projecting. A lot are joking, but some are legit examinations. I also hc that gender is a lot more accepted as fluid amongst demons than in a lot of celestials. pls respond with your own thoughts:

Sun Wukong: "Oh I was born under the kun trigram, but I'm a guy a lot of the time." Has personally stolen every form of gender expression he's ever found like peaches from the royal orchard. Transmasc + Genderfluid, He/Him.

Macaque: "I was born under the Xùn trigram, so I guess I don't fall into mortal norms. I just take whatever role I can get really." Gender as fluid as the shadows he controls. Doesnt care what label is put on them. Happily takes feminine titles/roles as long as they are seen as equal to their male counterparts. Intersex + Nonbinary, He/She/They

MK: "I was born afab but I indentify as he/they. I first thought I was a really masc girl, but then a customer called me "A Fine Young Man" once and it changed my whole life. I have it all documented right here in my journal and-" *infodumps his whole journey of personal gender identity for the next three hours* Transmasc He/They

Mei: "I'm a ♡Girl♡. But like, mostly for the aesthetic." (✿◠‿◠) Wears her identity and orientation proudly on her sleeves. Transfem She/They/Neopronouns

Red Son: "Who dares limit the heir of the great Demon Bull Family to one gender!? I will personally claim each and every title for my own! Prince and Princess? Both mine! Go get your own gender, peasant!" Secretly has internal crisis on wanting to be seen as his father's heir/son, but also not wanting to just be seen as Male? Give her a minute to process. Any pronouns.

Bai He/LBD's Host: "Ummm... I dunno yet." *gets distracted by a cat* She/Her for now.

Pigsy: "Uh...?" *checks smudged handwriting on palm* "Mam-male? I guess? Stop distracting me while I'm cooking." Chubby transmasc swag (self-projection ahoy), He/Him.

Tang: "Demiboy. I live for the fear in people's eyes as they panic to refer to me by a gendered title. A student panicked once and called me Professor and it's stuck since." Has a catalog/dictionary of every gender identity in the world, mortal and demonic. He/They

Sandy: "What ever you can be! Your gender can be a huge part of your identity and how you interact with the world- Oh wait, you're asking for my pronouns? Sorry I got distracted. He/Him please." Like almost embarassingly supportive of gender expression and exploring one's identity. He/Him

Princess Iron Fan: "I grew up with so many sisters and I feared that I was never feminine enough to match up to the court's standards that I- I'm a woman, you idiot." It's complicated. She/Her

DBK: "I dunno man I just got here." Is aggressively supportive no matter what. Called Red his daughter once and panicked when Red started crying with joy, thinking he'd misgendered his son. Doesn't care for masculine norms. He/Him

Nezha: "What, are you a cop? I just like pink." Developed thoughts about his gender identity after his revival and has started to shift away from being aggressively masculine in behaviour just to appease the Jade court. Genderfluid, He/They

Lady Bone Demon/LBD: "Whatever I identity as will be insignificant once I've completed my goals." She/They

The Mayor: "Mayor." He/It pronouns

Spider gang:

Spider Queen: "What part of Queen did you not hear!?" Wukong was the first person to ever recognise her as a girl back in the day and it makes her thoughts on him really complicated. Transfem, She/Her

Hunstman: "What part of Huntsman did you not hear?" Violently protects the others when they get misgendered. Transmasc, He/Him

Strong Spider/Goliath: "Whatever can protect my friends better!" Is the one to de-escalate when Huntsman violently jumps to protect them. Any pronouns.

Syntax: "Syntax Error: Missing/Unmatched Parentheses." *laughs in math nerd* He/They

Spindrax: "Whatever kind of girl Mei is, I think. But like... a different aesthetics." She/They/neopronouns

Demon Gang:

Jin & Yin: "You blind, mate?" "We're clearly both-" (talking over one another) "Lasses!/Blokes! Wuh?! You're?! Oh bruv/sis I didn't know! Forgive me!" *both hug eachother in support* Both trans She/Her & He/Him.

Lin/Demon Accountant: "In this economy? I'm lucky to afford Me's and I's!" She/They/It/Neopronouns

Scorpion Queen: "GIRL!!! Oh, sorry! I'm a little new to this and I get a little overexcited. Tang calls it Gender Euphoria. I like it!" Transfem, She/Her

Tudi: "*indescernable, but delighted to answer*" He/They

The Brotherhood:

Azure Lion: "I am male, obviously. Why do you think I grow out my beautiful mane?" Transmasc; JttW accidentally outed him and he never forgave the author. Guanyin tried to cover for him by saying he was a "gelded lion" (canon), but he's still mad about it. He/Him.

Peng: "You do not know who I am? I am the great Golden-Winged Peng of Camel Ridge!" Canonically non-binary. They/Them

Yellowtusk: *just nods and returns to cup of tea* Any pronouns.

OG Pilgrims:

Tripitaka: "...It is impolite to inquire such things." Has a really complicated gender identity journey tied to their upbringing as a monk + their aroace orientation. Always thought there was something "broken" about them since they could not see themselves as either binary genders, but experienced euphoria when Wukong introduced them to non-binary identities. Agender, They/Them

Zhu Bajie: "Isn't gender one of those things Wukong stole from Heaven?" Has no idea what anyone's talking about, but trans and demi-women means more women for him no matter their body type. Cis, He/Him

Sha Wujing: "Yeah." *doesnt elaborate further* He/They

Ao Lie: "I'm a horse." :3 Any pronouns.

The Four Stalwarts:

Marshal Ma: "Girl, but only to tormet Wukong as his big sister." She/They

General Ba: "Just call me Granny, dear." She/Her

Marshal Liu: "Vengance." Is whom Macaque inherited their non-binary swag from. They/Them

General Beng: "Ah? What I am? Well... I'd consider myself... one with every model of gender life can provide. What were we talking about again?" Any pronouns

Bonus round! Au characters:

Ao Bing: "I'm like Nezha, but with light blue." Intersex + Genderfluid, He/They.

Chenxiang: "I did not go through a whole journey of finding my internal manhood to be misgendered." He/Him

Yinghuo/Fire Star/SWK's Lawyer: "I only include gendered titles and pronouns in my paperwork at the request of the cilent. My own should not interfere with these proceedings." Dislikes the automatic masculine association with Mars. Any pronouns.

Rumble & Savage: *chirp?" *chirp?" They are babies after all. He/Him & She/Her for now.

[youareallowedchips]

sexuality/gender headcanons about the sherlock gang

18+ (not really nsfw) content under the cut ♡

post author is bi & nonbinary! these are just my own personal hcs that i keep in mind when i write fic, it's 100% fine if you don't agree c:

sherlock holmes

homosexual, grey-aromantic transmasculine.

sherlock, despite public perceptions, has an absolutely average sex drive, but had never really felt romantic attraction in his life until he met john, and he can't imagine falling in love with anyone else. he spent a fair bit of time on hookup apps prior to meeting john. sherlock is KINKY.

he's known he felt more aligned with masculinity since he was very small, but never felt the need to go on hormones or have surgery, because he finds society's expectations of trans people restrictive and doesn't want surgical recovery to slow him down. he binds (sometimes unsafely, much to john's annoyance), and it does wonders for his dysphoria.

john watson

allo, bi cis man.

dating sherlock from the great game until the fall, and after mary's death. john's romantic attraction STRONGLY leans towards women and femmes, but sherlock is The One for him. he had a purely physical relationship with sholto when he was still in the army.

john's sex drive is actually super high.

mycroft holmes

allo, gay cis man

a lot of people assume mycroft is aro/ace, because he never seems to get himself involved with anyone. mycroft is married to his work, in the truest sense of the word, and simply doesn't have time for sex or relationships.

mycroft is in a bonded pair with his right hand.

greg lestrade

allo, straight cis man. (token cishet white man!)

dating molly, unofficially just after aSiB, officially asked her out in tSoT, when they were tipsy at john & mary's wedding. greg is super comfortable with his sexuality/masculinity and he's experimented plenty. before john & sherlock got together, he kissed john in the pub once, just to see if he'd like it. he had a fling with a bloke in police academy when he was young, but decided in the end that dudes weren't for him. he appreciates beauty in all genders, and isn't afraid to point out an aesthetically pleasing man. he's also VERY much an ally, most of his friends (and his girlfriend,, uwu) are queer. he fiercly protects his queer friends and coworkers.

greg is an absolute HORNDOG. filthy filthy filthy. he'd be doin' it every day if it was up to him. he's a pleasure/service dom and

molly hooper

demisexual, bi, cis woman.

dating greg. is pretty much split 50/50 in her attraction, maybe with a slight lean towards men. even though she's shy, her sexuality is one of the few things she's open and proud about.

mary morstan

haven't really thought about it much, but if there was a gun to my head, i'd say shes a bi cis woman?

mary doesn't like to label anything about herself, much less her sexuality. she goes with the flow.

(i don't think about her much bc i don't like her, also amanda abbington is an unspeakable terf)

irene adler

allo, lesbian cis woman.

irene didn't come out until her late 20s, struggled with A LOT of comphet, explaining what she thought was an "attraction" to sherlock. they're seriously just bros now, though.

irene actually couldnt really care less one way or another about how often she has sex, but she knows she's good at it and can use it to make money.

sally donovan

allo, bi trans woman

sally is t4t, and dating anderson. she lives stealth, almost nobody knows other than

philip anderson

allo, straight trans man

dating sally. anderson is quite insecure in his trans identity and used to be truscum, explaining the animosity between him and sherlock. he blamed himself a lot after the fall, and took a long hard look at himself and his politics, helped along by a kick up the arse from sally.

[oifaaa]

Someone in that poll said not to watch naruto bc it's queerbait and I hate to tell you this but naruto wasn't trying to queerbait you it's actually the number 1 example of "text is so misogynistic it becomes gay"

[liarsghost]

I've decided to list out all my gender and sexuality headcanon for bsd characters 1. Cause I do this for every fandom im in for fun anyways and 2. So people know my interpretation of these characters for when I draw them. This will be full of me projecting cause I can :3

ADA

Dazai- an absolute bisexual disaster, the worst. Honestly his gender is probably unlabeled, doesn't really give a shit and doesn't have a connection to any gender, but is used to being called a guy so that's what he goes with: He/it

Kunikida- aroacespec, probably has a specific microlabel cause I see him as someone who likes having labels for himself. A queer man, enough said. Cis /non derogatory: He/him. Honestly I see him as that meme "I'm probably gay but I have a job rn so idc" so he's closeted even to himself for a while

Atsushi- a bisexual mess, with a splash of religious trauma and repression. I don't really have any specific gender headcanons for him, and honestly he probably doesn't know either soo: he/him

Kyouka- hear me out, a lesbian. Her 'crush' on Atsushi is absolutely comphet because he was the one who saved her so ofc she's gonna think she has to like him in that way, that's how it's supposed to go (oh honey you have a huge storm coming). Also a trans girl, based off the fact the author she's based off of is a dude: She/her

Yosano- honestly don't have any specific headcanons for her, definitely queer in some sort of way, and has preference for women no matter what. Another cissy: She/her

Tanizaki J.- trans trans trans trans *cough* excuse me, he's a trans man. Another Bisexual to the mix (the ADA is just full of them): He/they

Naomi- Pansexual, don't know, just feels right, and cis: She/her

Ranpo- my precious shithead, a gay trans man right there, I'll tell you what. Also arospec cause I can: He/him

Kenji- don't have specifics for him either, honestly probably unlabeled both for gender and sexuality, just goes with what feels natural and doesn't think too hard on it: doesn't correct anyone on any pronouns

Fukuzawa- gay gay gay gay, a gay cis man: He/him

PORT MAFIA

Chuuya- gay gay homosexual gay, arospec cause we love projection in this household. A trans man: He/him

Ryuunosuke- Arospec gay cause we predictable, transmasc, doesn't have a strong connection to gender but feels most comfortable being referred to as a man and masculine terms: They/he (people they know personally can refer to him with they/them but prefers anyone else to refer with he/him)

Gin- again, hear me out: transmasc nonbinary, has top surgery but doesn't take testosterone. Still dresses femininely from time to time but in a "wanna be pretty like a boy" kinda way. They're queer/unlabeled: he/they/she (she/her is exclusive to people they are close to)

Tachihara- trans trans trans, the port mafia is just full of trans bitches. A bisexual mess, joining the PM was his gay awakening: He/him

Higuchi- questioning galore over here, honestly just attracted to masculinity, girly is cis: She/her

Kouyou- surprise, I don't headcanon her as a lesbian, she's definitely gay, but I don't view her as a lesbian, she just calls herself gay as an umbrella term. Trans woman: She/her

Hirotsu- a gay man, enough said, Cis: He/him

Kajii- nonbinary and queer, honestly doesn't care about his own gender or sexuality: He/they/it

Q- my babyyy, unlabeled all around, they're nonbinary cause I said so: They/it

Mori- hmmm aroacespec based off the fact that the author he's based off of was most likely asexual. Queer and cis: He/him

DOA (spoilers for Fyodors ability)

Sigma- my babygirl, the reason I started reading bsd in the first place, transmasc nonbinary, presents both masculine and femininely but prefers to be referred to with masculine terms and seen as a man by people who don't know them personally, arospec cause I'm aro and I can do what I want, uses gay as an umbrella term:

They/them

Nikolai- I don't know whats going on with him but neither do they, unlabeled both sexuality and gender wise, labels are restrictive: doesn't correct any pronouns, just lets people refer to him as anything

Fyodor- *slaps him* you can stuff so much religious trauma in this one. There's so much gender fuckery here, I have a hc that whenever he takes over a body, the sex of that body remains, so I like thinking that he just goes by the sex of the body he is currently in cause they don't have any real connection to a gender. Unlabeled sexuality cause being gay is a sin /j, nah probably just doesn't care enough to think about it for too long: doesn't correct pronouns but presents as his current sex

Bram- cryptid. Honestly don't have any strong hc's for him, so let's say queer and leave it there: he/him

Fukuchi- sorry I'm a basic bitch, I don't give a shit about this man, but look me in the eyes and tell me he ain't gay asf: he/him

HUNTING DOGS

Jouno- what a surprise, another gay man, and another surprise, he's trans too: He/they

Tecchou- queer, I don't think he cares too much about labels, he just likes who he likes, cis: He/him

Teruko- another case of comphet believing that you're in love with the person who saved you, so lesbian, and cis: She/her

MISC.

Lucy- baby bi bi bi, probably acespec, and a trans girl: She/they

Poe- look at that man, he's absolutely gay. Arospec. Honestly probably nonbinary too: He/they

Mushitarou- an absolute disaster of a man, gay gay gay. And who could guess? Also trans: He/him

Ango- true definition of "I'm probably gay but I have a job rn so idc" so unlabeled sexuality wise, and a trans man: He/him

Oda- Gay cis man, enough said lol: He/him

[allllium]

Jason's love language is 100% touch

I don't care what anyone says I know this man has been craving a nice cuddle under a warm blanket for so long

At first he'll put firm boundaries in place, asking you not to touch him in any intimate way, not unless he initiates it

Which makes total sense considering everything he's been through, all the scars on his body that makes him sick to touch

But over time, surprisingly not a long time, he warms up to your touch and even finds himself craving it

It starts small with an arm around your waist and a warm hand placed in yours, but it quickly turns more intimate

Something he never thought he'd have is suddenly there whenever he wants and he doesn't know how to feel about it

He gets more comfortable with things he never thought would be so nice

He lays his head in your lap as you lay on the couch watching TV, showing a kind of vulnerability neither of you ever expected

He starts sleeping without his shirt on and continuously pulls you closer to him

He almost always has a hand on you now

Now that he's comfortable he's not even gonna think twice before keeping his arm around you or laying his hand comfortably on your thigh

He can't even begin to understand why he feels the happiest he's ever been when you do something as simple as playing with his hair or placing your lips to one of his many scars

Safe to say once he gets to this stage, there's no way to go back

p.s he will totally pout the entire day if you lean away from his touch

[shidoglazer]

sae itoshi who can’t sleep without a sleeping mask. no matter how pitch-black it is, or how calming the atmosphere is, he cannot sleep without something stuck onto his eyes.

and how cliché, the day before one of his most important games, it’s already well past his usual bedtime that he realised he forgot his sleeping mask on the airplane. he thought about calling his manager, no— it’s childish to ask for a sleeping mask. he thought about driving out to a store, no— it’ll take too long, he won’t get enough sleep when he’s back at the hotel.

sae groaned in frustration, cursing under his breath before you called out to him.

“baby? what’s wrong?” you stepped behind him, both hands landing on his shoulders before giving them a light squeeze.

he cleared his throat, though not looking at you, eyes still stuck on his bag that certainly did not contain his sleeping mask in.

“forgot my sleeping mask on the plane. i won’t- ahem, i can’t sleep without it.” he zipped up his bag, leaning his body onto yours as one of your hands trailed up to his head, caressing it softly before you pressed a kiss onto it. “i have an idea.” you mumbled against his head, to which he cocks his head to the side to show interest.

and thats how you both landed in this position. cuddling while facing each other, but this time sae was the little spoon. your arms would wrap around him protectively, just like how he’d do with you. his face was buried into your chest, providing the darkness and the physical contact to his eyes warmly while both of his arms wrapped around your waist. to this day, he still claims that it was purely for “efficiency.” but he’d rather die then tell anyone that it was the best sleep he’d ever had in his life.

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[sprinklesharkie]

my favorite thing is when etho does his pathetic wet cat voice

[squeakyducky]

If MC wants someone to do a favour for them, all they have to do is go hug the character's arm, catch them off guard. Muster up the sweetest expression they can make and bat their pretty eyelashes at his questioning gaze and whisper out their wishes to him. And they're putty in your arms despite how smug they look. It works against even the difficult ones like Barbatos, Lucifer or Belphie. They WILL give into it. I guarantee it 100%. The easiest ones are, you guessed it Mammon, Levi and Beelzebub.

[devilish-cherry]

ᨳ♡₊➳ how they react to your simping

ᨳ♡₊➳ feat. gojo, geto, nanami, choso, toji

ᨳ♡₊➳ crack, fluff

ᨳ♡₊➳ a/n: request from this ask!

₊⊹. Satoru Gojo

It starts as a bit.

A joke.

A funny little thing you do to pass the time.

"Satoru," you say one day, dropping into the seat across from him, locking eyes with the intensity of a protagonist about to deliver a monologue that changes the trajectory of the plot. "You're the most stunning man I've ever laid eyes on. A masterpiece sculpted by the gods. A celestial being walking among mortals."

Gojo, already grinning, slurps his sugar-laden monstrosity of a drink. "Keep going."

"And your eyes," you continue solemnly. "If I stare too long, I think I might ascend. Transcend, even. Witness the birth of a new universe."

"Mmhm, mhm," Gojo hums, nodding. "I am quite pretty."

You squint. "That was supposed to be my bit."

"Hey, I can't help it if you're spitting facts," he says, flipping an imaginary strand of long hair behind his shoulder.

You let it go. But only because you have a mission.

The mission? Spoiling Gojo so hard he actually malfunctions.

Gojo is used to being worshiped. Adored. Gawked at. What he's not used to is someone actually putting in effort beyond the usual "oh my god satoru, you're sooo hot!" routine.

So later that day when you casually drop a bouquet of fresh flowers onto his desk, he blinks. Once. Twice.

"What's this?" he asks, twirling a rose between his fingers.

"A bouquet, obviously," you say. "They reminded me of you."

He preens. "Because they're beautiful?"

"Because they're high-maintenance and will die if left unattended for too long."

He chokes on his own spit.

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

Gojo is not prepared for the sheer level of simping you unleash upon him.

You leave handwritten love notes in his coat pockets.

You text him daily affirmations like "Rise and shine, my shining deity of a man. May your day be filled with adoration befitting a being of your grandeur."

You make a whole PowerPoint presentation titled "Top 10 Reasons Satoru Gojo is the Pinnacle of Human Evolution", complete with graphs, transitions, and a Q&A section at the end.

Gojo is thriving.

Nanami, witnessing this firsthand, is suffering.

"You're just encouraging him," Nanami says one afternoon as Gojo dramatically rereads a love poem you wrote on parchment paper.

"He's thriving under my care," you say, flipping through a list of future compliments to deploy. "It's called nourishment."

"It's called enabling," Nanami corrects, watching Gojo dramatically place a hand over his heart.

"I AM LOVED," Gojo wails, pretending to faint into his chair.

"What you are is insufferable," Nanami mutters, sipping his black coffee like it's the only thing tethering him to sanity.

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

You decide to go all in.

You book a fancy restaurant.

You show up with flowers, dressed like you're about to propose.

Gojo, seeing the setup, vibrates with excitement. "Oh my god, am I finally being courted properly?!"

"You deserve nothing less," you say smoothly, pulling out his chair like a true gentleperson.

"You shouldn't have," he fake-swoons, placing a delicate hand on his chest.

"No, you shouldn't have been going on for this long without experiencing the true depths of my affection."

The waiter arrives. You order the most expensive dish for Gojo before he even gets a chance to speak. "He'll have the filet mignon, medium-rare, with truffle butter. And your finest wine."

Gojo grips your hand across the table. "I am beside myself with emotion right now."

"You are a treasure, Satoru," you whisper. "A rare jewel. A divine gift."

Gojo wipes away a single imaginary tear.

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

At this point, you've given Gojo too much power.

He now EXPECTS this level of treatment.

"Where's my daily compliment?" he pouts one morning when you forget to text him.

You stare at him. "Satoru. It's 6 AM."

"And yet I am here. Unloved. Unworshipped. Unadored."

"You are a grown man."

"A king should not have to remind his subjects of their duties," he grumbles.

Nanami groans in the background.

You rub your temples. "Satoru."

"Yes, my love?"

"You are—" You take a deep breath. "The sun that lights up my world. The radiant deity upon whom my mortal existence depends."

He beams. "Thank you, beloved."

Nanami leaves the room.

₊⊹. Suguru Geto

You had decided enough was enough. Suguru Geto had been prancing around with his stupidly silky hair, his deep, philosophical musings, and his unfairly attractive smirk for too long. It was time to strike.

And by strike, you meant overwhelm him with unhinged romance until he had no choice but to fall for you.

You found him meditating under a tree, all calm and ethereal, probably contemplating the moral complexities of the Jujutsu world or something equally dramatic. You, however, had more important things to discuss.

Like how down bad you were.

"Geto," you declared, standing before him like a medieval knight about to swear fealty, "I offer you this token of my undying admiration."

Then, with a flourish, you revealed—

Chocolates.

Not just any chocolates. You had gone full simp mode and gotten a heart-shaped box.

Geto looked at it. Then at you. "...Should I be concerned?"

"Only about how much I love you," you replied dramatically, shoving the chocolates into his hands.

There was a pause. A long, heavily judgmental pause.

"Are you trying to court me like some kind of high school rom-com protagonist?"

"YES."

Another pause.

"Is it working?" you asked.

Geto opened the box, picked up a chocolate, and took a bite. He chewed slowly, considering. Then—

"...Maybe."

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

Now, Geto was a cool, composed, and deadly sorcerer.

Which meant it was your job to ruin his life with affection.

So, naturally, you initiated the next phase by hugging him out of nowhere.

This man had fought dangerous curses, but nothing—nothing—could prepare him for the sheer force of your affection.

You launched yourself at him like an affectionate gremlin, wrapping your arms around his waist with the force of a hungry raccoon finding a trash can full of McDonald’s fries.

Geto froze.

"...Are you okay?" he asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

"Never," you mumbled into his robe. "But that’s not the point."

"...And the point is?"

"I just think you deserve love and appreciation. And I wanna be the one to give it to you."

Silence.

Then, after a long moment, he sighed, resting a hand on your head.

"...You are ridiculous," he muttered.

"You love it."

"...Perhaps."

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By the end of the week, Geto had officially accepted your nonsense.

You’d catch him hoarding the chocolates like some kind of dragon. You saw him smiling to himself after one of your many, many dramatic compliments.

And when you finally mustered the courage to ask, "So, does this mean we’re dating now?"

Geto, ever the enigma, smirked and patted your head.

"...I suppose I should accept my fate."

₊⊹. Kento Nanami

Nanami is a serious man. A man who, if given the choice, would rather be doing his taxes than engaging in anything even remotely resembling romance. Not because he doesn’t want romance, but because romance requires effort, and effort is, unfortunately, time-consuming.

Which is why you have taken it upon yourself to court this man like a medieval suitor with a crush so strong it could level a small village.

You decide today is the day. The day you finally ask Nanami out. The plan is simple:

1. Find Nanami.

2. Say, "Hey, I like you, wanna go out?"

3. Win.

It’s foolproof. You are a genius.

Nanami, as per usual, is dressed like the world's most exhausted salaryman, sipping a coffee that he is holding like it’s the only thing tethering him to existence.

"Nanami," you say, feeling the confidence of a thousand mediocre fuckboys online.

He looks at you. His gaze is neutral. Calculating. As if he can already sense that whatever is about to come out of your mouth will disrupt the fragile equilibrium of his sanity.

You inhale deeply. Go for it.

"Would you like to engage in a mutually agreed-upon romantic outing with me where I attempt to woo you with my sheer charisma and a potentially expensive dinner?"

Silence.

Nanami blinks. Once. Twice.

Then he takes an excruciatingly slow sip of his coffee, as if using the liquid as a buffer to process the sheer absurdity of your phrasing.

"Are you asking me on a date?"

"That depends," you say, doubling down. "Did it work?"

Nanami stares at you. Then sighs.

"Sure."

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Since you have decided to be the biggest simp for Nanami, you have prepared a gift to give him at the beginning of your date. Something that says I am a responsible adult capable of mature affection while also saying I would die for you, sir.

Which is how you find yourself handing Nanami a loaf of bread from his favorite bakery.

Nanami, a man who has spent years perfecting the art of keeping a neutral expression, visibly falters.

Nanami stares at the bread. Then at you. Then at the bread again, as if he is trying to determine whether or not you are a figment of his own overworked imagination.

Finally, he says, "Thank you."

Which, in Nanami Language, translates roughly to: I have never been more emotionally moved in my life.

You, being the proactive, aggressive simp that you are, have decided to push boundaries. Specifically, physical affection boundaries.

So later on the date, you do the unthinkable. You hold his hand.

Nanami, a grown man who has fought literal curses and experienced horrors beyond human comprehension, immediately short-circuits.

His posture stiffens like he’s just been accused of tax fraud. His grip tightens slightly, as if he’s afraid you might just evaporate if he doesn’t hold on properly.

"This is fine," he says, in the tone of someone who is very much not fine.

You squeeze his hand. "I could kiss you, you know."

Nanami exhales so hard it could power a wind turbine.

"Please do not say such things in public."

"You want me to save it for when we're alone?"

Nanami looks at you like he is considering whether it would be socially acceptable to walk into the ocean and never return.

You grin. You have won.

And Nanami, though he will never admit it, likes losing to you.

₊⊹. Choso Kamo

You had a plan.

A stupid, possibly catastrophic plan.

But you were going to ask Choso out.

The issue? Choso was built different.

Not in the "cool, gym-rat, grinds at 4 AM" way. Not even in the "mysterious loner with a dark past" way. No. Choso was built different in the "has absolutely no understanding of normal social cues" way. He had the emotional intelligence of a Roomba. He walked like an NPC. He stared at inanimate objects like they had personally wronged him.

And, worst of all, he had no idea you were trying to make moves.

You had flirted. You had winked at him. You had complimented his little pigtails. You had even touched his arm, which, in romance language, was basically a marriage proposal.

Nothing.

Choso was simply not getting it.

So now, you were taking a more direct approach. You were going to spoil him until he physically had to acknowledge your affection.

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You waited until Choso was comfortably seated at your usual hangout spot—a little café that had tolerated your nonsense for far too long.

You slammed a neatly wrapped box onto the table with the intensity of someone presenting a sacred artifact to the gods.

Choso blinked. Slowly. Then looked at you.

“...Am I being arrested?”

“What? No!”

He looked down at the box again. Then back at you. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, Choso. Open it.”

Choso stared at the box like it might explode. Then, with all the hesitance of a man defusing a bomb, he started unwrapping it.

Inside was a custom hoodie—black with deep purple accents, soft as hell, and embroidered on the sleeve with “Best Big Bro” in delicate script.

Because if there was one thing Choso loved more than you (debatable), it was being a big brother.

Choso stared at it. Completely frozen.

You waited. And waited. And—

“…Do you not like it?” you asked, anxiety creeping in.

Choso lifted his head, and you almost gasped.

He looked emotionally compromised.

Like, full processing error. His eyes had slightly widened, and his mouth opened just a little, like he was trying to form words but had temporarily forgotten how human speech worked.

He lifted the hoodie like it was the most valuable thing he had ever received.

“You got this… for me?”

Your heart lurched. “Yeah, dude. It’s literally yours.”

Choso gently set the hoodie down, stood up, and left the café.

…

HE LEFT THE CAFÉ.

You sat there, dumbfounded, watching the door swing shut behind him. You did not know how to feel.

What the hell just happened?

Did he hate it? Was he rejecting your affection?

But just as you were about to spiral into a crisis, the door slammed open again.

Choso returned, looking like he had gone outside to scream into the sky.

He stopped in front of you, took a deep breath, and said, “I did not know how to process that.”

“…The hoodie?”

Choso nodded, completely serious.

“It was too much.” He exhaled deeply, as if he had just lived through a traumatic event. “I had to step outside. It was the nicest thing anyone has ever given me.”

Before you could even respond, Choso dropped into the chair across from you, locked eyes, and grabbed your hands.

“You are important to me,” he said, voice dead serious. “I don’t know how to handle being… doted on. But I will try.”

“…So you like it?” you managed to choke out.

Choso nodded. Solemn. Deeply sincere.

“I will cherish it forever.”

He paused.

“Do I have to pay you back?”

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Despite the initial trauma, Choso wore that hoodie everywhere.

And you mean everywhere.

Grocery shopping? Hoodie. Training? Hoodie. A formal event? He debated wearing the hoodie.

Every time you saw him in it, your heart grew three sizes.

And the best part? Choso finally got the hint.

Or rather, he returned the favor in his own extremely weird way.

One day, he solemnly presents you with a tiny, perfectly round rock.

“This is for you.”

You stare at it. “…Choso. Is this just... A rock?”

Choso nods, his expression grave and intense. “It reminded me of you.”

You don’t know what that means, but you’re keeping the rock forever.

₊⊹. Toji Fushiguro

So, you’ve decided to ask Toji Fushiguro out. Bold of you. Statistically speaking, your chances of success are equivalent to trying to microwave a Hot Pocket evenly—low but not impossible.

You approach him, full of misplaced confidence, and hit him with:

"Hey, I think you’re hot. Want to go out?"

Toji stares at you. For the first time in his life, he is the one being objectified, and he does not know how to cope.

“...You serious?” he asks, popping a toothpick into his mouth like he’s the protagonist of a Western movie.

You nod, mostly because you’ve already committed and retreating would be embarrassing.

Toji, a man who survives off hitman money and food bribery, strokes his chin as if he’s considering a very important life decision. "Eh. You payin’?"

Ah, yes. Romance.

You, a modern working-class citizen barely scraping by, sigh deeply. “Sure.”

He grins. "Alright, babe. As long as I get fed, I’m yours."

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Most people might play it cool. You, however, are about to hit Toji with full-throttle, maximum-effort simping.

You start hyping him up like a Twitch chat during a speedrun:

"Oh, wow, you lifted that entire sofa by yourself? That’s crazy, I didn’t know Greek gods were still around."

"Bro, your arms? Jail. Straight to jail."

"You look like you commit tax fraud in a really attractive way."

Toji, completely unused to someone simping this hard for him, just stares at you. "The hell is wrong with you?"

But he doesn’t tell you to stop.

No, instead, he starts getting visibly cocky. His smirks get more frequent. He starts cracking his neck more, flexing just because. At one point, he lifts an entire vending machine with one hand just to “see if you’d react.”

(You do. You react violently. Your soul momentarily leaves your body. He finds this hilarious.)

"Man, this is fun," he mutters, completely oblivious to the fact that he’s now just performing feats of strength for your entertainment like a circus strongman.

Eventually you decide it’s time to go full simp mode. You present him with The Ultimate Romantic Gift™—a custom, high-quality, weighted blanket.

Yes. A weighted blanket.

Toji blinks at it. "The hell is this?"

"It’s a weighted blanket. It helps with sleeping. It’s supposed to feel like a hug."

Toji, a man who absolutely does not get enough proper sleep, picks it up and frowns at the heft of it. "Why would I want my blanket to hug me?"

"Because you have unresolved trauma, and I love you."

Toji pauses. Stares at you. Stares at the blanket. Stares back at you. His grip tightens like you just handed him a weapon of mass destruction.

"Holy shit," he mutters under his breath. He looks almost…emotional? No, wait. You think he’s malfunctioning. His brain is short-circuiting from the sheer thought of someone giving him something that doesn’t explode.

Toji does not say thank you (because he’s emotionally repressed), but that night, he's completely KO’d under the blanket, snoring like a bear hibernating for the winter.

He has never slept so well in his life.

The next morning, he casually throws an arm around your shoulder and mutters, "Aight, I’ll keep ya."

[diabolikpersonals]

do uou think any dialove characters would be transgener.... happy oride mont

HI SORRY I was on a trip so I'm late and it's not even pride month anymore D':

but yes in 100% seriousness I think certain characters have storylines that show that they have difficult relationships with gender and more than a few of them will have arcs that are all about how they dont feel "man enough" or secure in the gender expectations they've placed on themselves, and I just did a powerpoint about this so I could talk about it for hours, but it's incredibly easy for me to see these characters as transgender

there are characters that go through transitions in identity or change their names, characters that experience changes in their body or even change species in some cases, and characters who like Explicitly Textually In The Story have to become more confident in their gender identity even though they feel they're not, like, "passing" well. and there's one character with All these traits, the most trans character in all of dialovers: azusa mukami!!!! :D

azusa experiences body dysphoria especially when he loses his arm, he feels that a man should be strong and he's frustrated and insecure over the fact that he can't be that strong, protective man for yui. next time you're reading azusa's routes (particularly DF onward), keep your eyes open for this stuff, you'll see it everywhere! and definitely read through his LE to see azusa get some gender-affirming prosthetics and be accepted by his family for who he is <3 trans man azusa real

and this is a huge essay for another day but trans ayato is also very close to my heart, I can't make a dialovers gender post without mentioning him, now that he has a woman in his life that doesn't terrify him he's gonna realize it any minute <3 <3

[matteglaze]

Thinking abt Todoroki Shouto, and how he isn't as dense as he comes across...

When reading fanfics Shouto is always oblivious and dense, and yes, I wholeheartedly agree with that—

But i feel like Shouto also does it on purpose, you know? Like, one day you're both talking, and he's just soo up close to your face. 'He probably doesn't realize' you rationalize inside your head, but no, he's definitely aware of the affect he has on you. Your reactions are cute, he thinks, cute in the way he can't seem to stop teasing you.

I think he'd pay extra close attention to people that are close to him, people he holds dear, so whenever you stutter, or your mind goes and blank and you think 'Oh, I hope he didn't notice that—' he does.

I think that's why I like the idea that he's actually a little menance, but the worst part is that he gets away with it !!

Whether it's saying something so humbling and out of depth— something that many would take offense to but think, 'well, he didn't really mean it that way— that's just how he is', NOPE!! he definitely meant it that way, but not clarifying anything saves him the trouble so why should he care yk...

Though, he mostly (all the time really) does it with you. Getting up in your personal space, saying things like "When we're on a mission together, I feel like I can handle anything as long as you're the one by my side"— and it flusters you sooo badly, but no, this is Shouto we're talking about, clearly he didn't mean it like that, right? Right? (And the entire time, he's trying to bite down a Cheshire grin)

So, yes, in the earlier years of being a hero he wasn't really great at communication and unaware of social cues— but now, he's practically evil with the way he acts around you.

Sometimes you think you see it; you're going to call him out on his behavior. There's no way he didn't know what he was doing when he held your face in his hands on a hot summer day, pulling you close and saying, "Is this cooling you down?" (No, actually, this was just heating you up)

But whenever you do call him out on it—

"You know, you're not that slick." You say one day, ice cream cone in hand as you walk next to him, bumping him with your hip. Your eyes slide over towards his mismatched ones, gauging his reaction closely. If you were anyone else you would have probably missed the slight quirk of his lip; the uplift of his brows. But you don't, and the grin on your face overtakes most of your features. Maybe today will be the day he finally admits it. Instead he doesn't speak, takes one lick of his mint chocolate ice cream and then he turns to you, a silent question appearing on his face. A taunt.

You let out a humourless breath, cone tight in your hand as you point it in his direction. Accusing him of something both of you know you won't be able to prove, but he knows you know, and you know he knows you know. But, it'd be really great if he could just admit it, because it's almost like a game.

A game between just the two of you.

"Don't try and act blonde now!" You chide, biting on your bottom lip to control the smile that tries to force it's way on your face.

Shouto smiles at your antics, leaning in close to you, and all of a sudden he completely invades your senses. The smell of mint on his lips is so close, and yet so far. He stares deeply into your eyes, and just as you thought you were getting closer to the truth— he brings his thumb up to wipe absent mindlessly at the corner of your mouth. He pulls back, looks you in the eyes, and takes a tentative lick at the frosty flavour on his thumb. With a cat-like tilt to his head, he says, "I'm not blonde?"

But, the worst part is whenever he speaks about you to others, he speaks so fondly of you; like one would do about their partner— but you guys aren't together. Sometimes he does it right in front of your face whenever you guys are at a hero gala. Shouto sees you talking to a new and upcoming, young, pro-hero and he immediately comes to your side. With how close he is, and with the things he says to them, "I can never imagine myself without them by my side." It gives people the idea that you're both, you know, a thing.

Little do you know, he's been playing this 'game' ever since high school, and even though the two of you aren't exclusive— it doesn't mean he can't get in his fun.

Todoroki Shouto is not good for your health.