#this is me formally requesting that everyone use they/them pronouns for me

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Infernal Shadows

Synopsis: Being one of the most powerful overlords in Hell, you like to keep up with colonies and overlord plans. Recently with the new extermination date out, you hold your annual gala sooner than usual. You hadn’t expected to get in the middle of the already heated feud between the Radio Demon and the head of Vox Tech.

Warnings: She/Her pronouns used for the reader, mentions of blood, voodoo?, Angel Dust being a horn-bag, Reader is referred too as Madame to the public. Vox and Alastor feud because I live for it.

Song for this chapter: The world we knew by Frank Sinatra.

A/N: I wanna make this a three part short story, so if anyone is interested in being tagged in the second part just let me know!! I hope you enjoy!!

Word count: 2655

Navigation!! // Masterlist!!! // Serendipity Writes (event) // Part two

Getting an invite to the annual crimson ball, hosted by yours truly, was nothing but an honor. Every overlord and every sinner in the pride ring waited anxiously for a letter. A black card with white letter in a cursive font stating ‘You have been personally invited by Hells biggest designer. The list of the gala was simple. The usual overlords, Zestial, Carmilla Carmine and her daughters, Zeezie, Rosie, Fredrick Von Eldritch and Bethesda von Eldritch. Alastor who had came back after seven years of hiding god knows where, and by special request, the three vee’s who had never attended the gala before. Then it becomes a bit more political.

Next on the list was the Goetia family, inviting the recently divorced prince with his daughter. Inviting Lucifer and Lilith, though they only ever came when everyone was gone. Then was their daughter Charlotte, who got a plus one as a special perk of being the princess of hell. Husk because he had been an old friend of yours before his status of Overlord was taken from him by none other than Alastor. He was also given a plus one, though he usually never brought anyone extra. Sir Pentious was a candidate, but ultimately scrapped from your list of invites as you felt he was too childish.

The gala was tonight and everything was going smoothly. Preparations were almost done, the foyer was spotless just the way you liked it, and everything seemed to be falling into place. You stared at yourself in the mirror. You had spent months designing your perfect dress for tonight. Everyone attending the gala knew there was only ever one color off limits, because you always wore it best. The color black always suited you perfectly. No one could wear it better than you.

Back at the hotel, Charlie felt guilty for using her authority as princess to have people help her get ready for this gala. Based on what Alastor had told her, there would be a lot of political powers and fellow overlords there. She wanted to look her best if she was going to pitch the hotel to them. She needed more people on board with the project, maybe someone who didn’t think it was complete and utterly ridiculous joke like Alastor did.

“How do I look?” Charlie asked as the makeup and hair artists stepped away from her. Charlie stepped out, allowing Vaggie to get a better look at her in a tailored charcoal gray suit, a departure from her usual vibrant red attire. The jacket, adorned with subtle pinstripes, accentuated her frame, while the crisp, white silk shirt underneath added a touch of formality. Completing the ensemble, she wore a black tie with a discreet pattern that hinted at both elegance and authority. The ensemble was a strategic choice, projecting confidence and a readiness to engage with the political powers present at the gala for the sake of her hotel. Vaggie smiled and hugged Charlie deeply, their embrace making Charlie feel a little less nervous about the whole ordeal.

“Charlie you look amazing. What happened to the red?” Vaggie asked, before Charlie just chuckled.

“Well, I wanted a change for tonight. I’m always in red, and I feel like they’ll take me more serious if I’m not walking in there with my usual attire. Besides, you read the invitation, ��formal attire, look your best’.” Charlie said. Vaggie nodded, and Charlie pulled back from the hug to admire Vaggie in her dress. She was wearing a sleek and modern grey dress that gracefully embraced the formal occasion. The dress, with its tailored fit and subtle shimmer, exuded class. The knee-length hemline added a contemporary touch, and Vaggie had decided to pair it with black heels to complete the ensemble. The choice of grey complemented Charlie’s charcoal gray suit, creating a coordinated yet distinct look that would surely make an impression at the gala. Charlie felt her cheeks heat up taking in her appearance, her long hair gently pinned back, the loose pieces of hair framing her face.

“Aww, Vaggie you look so pretty!!” Charlie said excitedly. Vaggie just smiled, ignoring the way her cheeks heated up at Charlies compliment.

“I agree, you look good vagina.” Angel said mockingly, causing Vaggie to glare at him. Charlie just gushed.

“Angel be nice. This is really important for the hotel.” Charlie explained. He just nodded, tilting his head back and downing a bottle of liquor. The staff however was interrupted by Angel making a purring sound at Husk, who was dressed in a nice white suave dinner jacket, with perfect cutouts for his wings, along with some sleek black trousers and some black dress shoes. The match, he had a black silk lapel.

“I can think of another place that suit would look.” Angel said, leaning onto Husk. He rolls his eyes, bottle in hand.

“Do I even wanna know?” He asks, and Angel just grins.

“On my bedroom floo-“ Angel doesn’t get to finish, being shrugged off by Husk who just walks away with a shake of his head.

“Oh my gosh! Husk you look amazing!” Charlie squealed in delight. Husk just smiled softly before setting his drink on the bar counter.

“It appears everyone is ready.” Alastor said, the focus of the room shifting to him. Niffty was at his side studying his outfit from head to toe.

Alastor emerged in an ensemble that deviated from his usual eccentricity, opting for a more formal yet captivating look. A deep red velvet tailcoat adorned his frame, its luxurious texture catching the light. Dark-red lapels, meticulously piped with gold, added a touch of opulence. Underneath, he wore a perfectly tailored crimson dress shirt, the power emitting off of him. Suddenly, the room grew just a tad bit darker, the shadows of the room stretching just a bit. Complementing the ensemble, he chose a pair of well-fitted black dress pants, allowing the bold red hue to take center stage on his appearance. His choice of footwear shifted to polished black oxford shoes, a departure from his usual pointed-toe boots. The finishing touches of the outfit included a matching red silk bowtie, neatly knotted at his throat, and black leather gloves that added a refined edge. Alastor’s presence was commanding, radiating an air of formality while retaining the distinctive charm that defined him. The room was captivated by the Radio Demon’s unexpected transformation into a vision of refined class and style.

“You took forever for that?” Niffty said, before Angel Dust tossed a pillow at her.

“Shut it you. We, we are keeping,” Angel said, hands waving around Alastor, “to whatever this is.”

“Style.” Alastor said confidently. Vaggie just face palmed while Charlie clapped her hands together excitedly.

“Okay, I think everyone’s ready. Should we head out?” Charlie asked. Vaggie nodded, before Alastor dug the invitation out of his coat pocket. Standing near a wall, he traced the symbol on the back of the card on the wall. “Uh, Al? What are you doing?” Charlie asked. He grinned, putting his hand flat on the wall. The symbol began to glow green, before it opened a portal. On the other side, was a large house. The grand Victorian mansion stood as a testament to opulence, its imposing facade adorned with intricate wrought-iron black railings and embellished balconies with hints of chains. Tall, arched windows with stained glass panels framed the exterior, allowing glimpses of the soft glow emanating from within. The entrance, marked by a sweeping staircase, welcomed guests with ornate, carved intricate detailed doors. Charlie, Vaggie and Husk followed Alastor through the portal, Charlie waving goodbye to Niffty, and Angel. Sir Pentious was most likely hiding out in a room somewhere with his egg boys.

As guests approached, they marveled at the meticulous details of the architecture – elaborate moldings, corbels, and friezes adorned every corner. Ivy-clad walls added a touch of nature’s grace, intertwining with wrought-iron lampposts that cast a warm ambiance over the meticulously landscaped gardens.Inside, the grand foyer unfolded, revealing a sweeping staircase adorned with a rich, mahogany handrail. Crystal chandeliers hung from soaring ceilings, their light refracted by ornate mirrors that lined the walls. Plush Victorian-era furnishings, upholstered in rich fabrics, adorned the parlor rooms, creating intimate spaces for guests to gather and converse.Every room whispered of a bygone era – intricately patterned wallpaper, gilded frames displaying classical art, and the faint fragrance of aged wood and lavender.

The air was infused with a sense of refinement, transporting guests to a time when elegance reigned supreme. The Victorian mansion, a splendid backdrop for the gala, promised an evening steeped in grandeur and charm. In the middle of the exterior grounds, a grand fountain of blood took center stage. Its sculpted marble figures spouted blood into the air, catching the moonlight in a dance of liquid elegance. The fountain, surrounded by manicured gardens and flowering shrubs, became a focal point for guests as they strolled through the outdoor spaces, the gentle sound of cascading blood adding a serene touch to the gala’s errie atmosphere.

The overlords arrival made the event much more real. Alastor hums to himself as he walks around the outside grounds. There are servants of all kinds walking around with glasses of champagne. Rosie is sitting on a bench, plucking thorns off a rose. Alastor smiles to himself, happy to see a familiar face he know he can confide in.

“Rosie dear! So nice to see you.” Alastor said with a smile. She smiles at him, teeth razor sharp.

“Do you think you’ll be getting a seat tonight?” She asks, snapping the rose off its stem and tossing it to the side.

“Well of course I will. It’d be a mistake if I wasn’t.” Alastor said with a smile, crossing his legs as he sat down next to her. Sinners from all over the pride ring were socializing outside of the large mansion. He knew you were inside finalizing preparations and possibly screaming your head off. Overall, the air was chilled with a comfortable atmosphere. Well, it had been comfortable, until a loud noisy vehicle stopped at the front gates. Everyone’s heads were turning, Rosie and Alastor looking at each other with strained smiles. Stepping out of the large limousine were the three vee’s, vulgar music blaring from the vehicles speakers as the three made their way through the now open gates. Reporters lined the edges of the gates, trying desperately to see the overlords inside and to try and sneak into the gala, which was starting soon.

“Mr.Vox! Mr.Vox!” News reporters shouted. Velvet was busy taking selfies of her and her outfit, her assistant following close behind her. Valentino was busy looking down at everyone, smoking his usual, while taking his long strides next to Vox, who was in the middle of the three.

On Vox’s right was Valentino, who donned a captivating look for the gala. His tailored white suit boasted a jacket that reached just above the knee, a subtle departure from his usual floor-length coat. The crimson silk lining peeked through, adding a luxurious touch to the outfit. The coat, reminiscent of his extravagant style, also had a vivid-red hue with his signature white fur trim at the wrists. The black and white striped fur trim along the center-front added a distinctive flair. A gold chain and love-heart-shaped broach fastenings adorned the coat, creating an opulent yet alluring look. Finally, he wore polished black heeled boots, maintaining the sleek and captivating allure that defined Valentino’s presence. The familiar color scheme remained intact, blending sophistication with a hint of provocative charm for the grand gala.

On Vox’s left was Velvet, who had spent months perfecting her outfit for the gala, in hopes she’d be invited of course. She had begged the boys to keep a good public appearance, in hopes they’d be recognized and invited to the crimson gala. Velvette, deciding to ditch her usual style, embraced a lavish and over-the-top look that represented her brand. Dressed in a knee-length dress, the garment had a striking blend of black and red hues. The dress, fitted at the waist, flowed into a voluminous skirt, creating a sense of extravagance. The bodice of the dress featured intricate lace detailing. A white collar adorned with a velvet bow added a playful yet mature flair. The sleeves, a fusion of burgundy and white patterns, contributed to the overall lavish aesthetic she had been going for. Her accessories took on a more refined form. Velvet gloves, adorned with delicate lace, graced her hands, and a pearl necklace adorned her neck, adding a classic touch, completed with maroon heels, each step resonating with a sense of grandeur. Velvet’s transformation into this upscale attire reflected her desire to make a statement at the Crimson Gala.

In the middle, and the brains of the three vee’s, was none other than the head of Vox Tech, Vox himself. He wore a sleek and modern dark blue tuxedo, tailored with precision. Of course he could only have the best. The suit featured subtle futuristic patterns that enhanced his ‘perfect’ sense of style. To complement his high-tech vibe, Vox wore a light blue undershirt with an upside-down broadcast symbol. Vox's gala attire seamlessly blended power and control with his technological edge, creating a memorable look in shades of dark blue, which in his opinion, was the best color.

Upon seeing Alastor, Vox’s eye twitched noticeably. The gates shut behind the three vee’s, closing off the gala to the public. The overlords begin to get closer together unknowingly, Zestial finding a comfortable corner to watch things play out. Carmilla and Zeezie stand close together, whispering to one another as both Rosie and Alastor stand from the bench. Vox, Valentino and Velvet make their way to the Radio Demon and his colleagues.

“I see the grandpa’s were invited.” Velvet says with a scoff, scrolling through her phone.

“So disrespectful.” Carmilla says under her breath, looking away from the three vee’s.

“Hm, interesting, and I was beginning to think the only interesting thing tonight would be the dinner.” Bethesda said, her brother nodding.

“Well, it seems the children brought their play date to the public then.” Zeezie says. The other overlords laugh and Valentino sneers at her.

“Well an idiota like you would think so. Then again, don’t you all do the same with your diapers?” He asked, puffing the smoke into her face. She growls at him, fists clenching at her side, but Carmilla stops her.

“Didn’t they say this was an adult only gala?” Carmilla asked, Rosie chuckling at her words.

“Oh can it grandma.” Velvete said. But Vox remained silent, having his own personal staring match with Alastor, whose smile was stretched ear to ear, teeth on full display.

“I thought this gala was meant for real talent?” Vox asked, stepping closer to Alastor.

“Well it was until you showed up.” Alastor said with a smile. “There’s no originality in copying someone else.” He tuts. Vox narrows his eyes, face twisting with anger as he steps closer to Alastor again.

“You wanna tell me something, you old piece of-“ Vox is stopped, the lights to the exterior of the mansion dimming. The lights behind the large front doors opening slowly. Two tall black shadowy figures stepped from the door, smoke at their feet.

“Thank you all for your attendance. As we know, the annual Crimson Gala is held every year, and this year is no different. With the new extermination date, important decisions must be made. Tonight, ten individuals will be selected to sit at Madame’s table where she will discuss private plans on how to move forward.” The two said in unison. Everyone fell silent as more shadows appeared, each one sitting on the sides of the steps. Lights around the staircases began to light up, and people began making their way up the stairs.

“Well~ this should be fun.”

[call-me-chips]

Introduction!

Sup, I'm Chips. I do art, headcanons, and reblogging things I like :)

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[sunshine-theseus]

White Noise | Alessia Russo x trans-masc. OC

Word Count: 1.6k Summary: Being trans masc. can be hard but Alessia will always be there for you – also the request did say trans masc., not trans man, so I hope this is what you wanted! I’m so sorry if it isn’t😭 I can adjust it to be. Warnings: dead naming and use of wrong pronouns, not really a warning but just stating that Calum uses they/he pronouns Request for - @sky-the-trans-guy00 - i really hope this is good!

“Are you sure you don’t need me to come with you?” Alessia’s arms wrap around my waist as I brush out my hair.

“It’s just a haircut Lessi, I’ll be okay.” I turn around and look her in the eyes.

“But last time they were pieces of shit and ruined it. You ended up buzzing it and I’m sorry to break it to you, but you do not have the head shape to be bald” I give her a faux offended look but laugh.

“This place is run by a non-binary person. And most if not all their employees are trans or queer. Plus, you have training.” She groans and her head falls into my chest.

“Fine. But call me if you need anything.” I lean down to kiss her lips before ushering her out, so she isn’t late, again.

~~~~~

The haircut goes well, something only few people understand is so important to me, and I decide to visit Alessia at training. She’s been begging me to come with her for months, but I’ve been too nervous about how her teammates will be view me to ever go through with it.

I sign in with the lady in reception, who calls Lessi to take me to the locker room before they head to the gym. I rub my sweaty hands against my jeans, but Alessia slips her smaller one into my own, rubbing her thumb back and forth against the back of my hand.

“Your hair looks good.” Her blue eyes shine as she smiles up at me, reaching with her other hand to run it through the newly cut locks.

“You think? It’s not too feminine?”

“Not at all! I can’t believe you went with blue instead of red though, they’re all going to think you’re a Chelsea fan.” Alessia stands on her tippy toes to kiss me before opening a door, letting shouts and… questionable singing, ring throughout the halls.

She grabs my hand again and pulls me into the busy room. Everyone stops talking as the door slams closed again and all eyes fall onto us. I cower slightly next to Alessia, but she wraps her arm around me and says

“Girls! This is my partner I’ve been telling you about! Calum, these are the girls.”

“Yo, your hair looks fucking awesome dude!” an Irish accent is the first to break the silence between the 20+ bodies.

“I told them to go red, but they insisted blue was cooler.”

“You’re not a Chelsea fan are ya? Cause then we’ll have problems.” Lotte, the one person I did know, jokingly asks me.

“I promise it’s just my favourite colour. I’m a Gooner through and through.” A group of laughs echoes throughout the room and I chuckle with them.

“Are you joining us for gym?” Less pokes me in the side.

“No, I just wanted to come say hi. Show off my super awesome new hair.” I kiss her goodbye and am halfway out the door before another voice calls out.

“Wait! We’re having a team + partner dinner tomorrow after training. You down?” I look at Alessia then back at the room of her teammates.

“Uhh sure! Yeah I’ll be there.”

~~~~~

“What’s the dress code for this dinner?” I ask Alessia as we lay curled up in bed, neither wanting to make the move to get up as the sun slowly brightens in the sky.

“Semi-formal. You can wear that cute button up with the flower pattern I got you! It matches the dress I’m going to wear.”

“Sounds perfect.” I kiss her on the nose before groaning as I roll out from under the covers and get up.

I make us both breakfast before she leaves for training, and I take some time to myself before having a zoom meeting with my team to discuss our project.

And then I get a call from someone I hadn’t planned on hearing from ever again. I hadn’t seen or heard from my older sister in 4 years. I tended to avoid any family gatherings if I knew she’d be there and had removed her from all social media and my contacts, a call is the pinnacle of unexpected. So I leave it to ring, face down on my desk, as I look through the closet for an outfit for tonight’s dinner.

An hour or so later, Alessia rushes through the door, kicking off her shoes and dropping her bag at the door. She barrels into our room and beelines to the closet.

“Whoa what’s got you in a rush? We don’t have to leave for another 2 hours.”

“No no, I texted you. We had to move it up an hour. You didn’t see it?”

“I haven’t looked at my phone in like 3 hours I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, but you gotta get changed. Like now.”

We both rush to get into our outfits and get out the door in time, Lessi giving up on putting on her heels as we walk to the car, opting instead to put them on when we arrive.

“I’m so excited to meet the girl’s partners and show you off. Lia’s bringing her new girlfriend she won’t stop talking about.” I just smile, taking her hand in my spare one, the other clinging to the wheel as we wait at a light.

“You look so handsome too. I told you this shirt was the go-to.”

“You look beautiful.” I park the car and race around to help her out.

We make our way into the restaurant, spotting the group from the door. We’re almost at the table when I stop abruptly in my tracks, jerking Alessia back with me. Why the fuck is she here?

“Cal? What’s wrong?” my mouth gaps open and closed but I don’t get the chance to come up with a reply.

“Bella! Oh my god what are you doing here?” I feel the colour drain from my face as my older sister pulls me into hug.

I’m frozen in place as she pulls back, a wicked smile gracing her face, and I can see everyone’s confused faces out of the corners of my eyes. There is a deadly silence that falls across the group/ My throat dries up as I try to reach for Alessia’s hand again.

“Bella? I thought his name was Calum?” Caitlin’s the first to speak up.

“Oh no her name is Bella. Calum is just a weird person she plays for attention.” That’s my breaking point.

“Oh, fuck off Tahlia! You’d think four years would be enough time for you to grow up. You’re still the piece of shit you always have been.” I hear some gasps, but no one makes a move to stop me.

“I’ve always been Calum; I’ve just had to pretend not to be because of miserable fucks like you who can’t fathom people being who they truly are. Just because your life isn’t working out doesn’t mean you get to ruin mine again.” A tear pricks at the corner of my eye.

“Non-binary isn’t even a fucking thing! And they/them is fucking stupid you’re not multiple people.”

“It’s good to know you wouldn’t be able to pass a first grade English test. You never were that smart.” Tahlia’s fist comes swinging but a hand that most certainly isn’t my own stops it right before it hits me.

“You need to leave, and never come back. Never talk to Calum or any of us ever again.” Katie shoves Tahlia towards the door and she stomps her foot, looking at Lia expectantly.

“You’re just going to let them talk to me like that!?”

“Uhh, yeah. I think I will.” She stomps her foot again before turning and running out.

I let out a sigh and my shoulders sag in relief. Alessia pulls me to sit down at the table between her and Katie’s girlfriend.

“Are you ok?” I nod, leaning my head on top of her own as the others take their seats again.

“That was fucking wild.”

“I’m so sorry Calum. I had no clue she was your sister, or that she was insane.” Lia gives me an apologetic look, but I smile reassuringly at her.

“It’s not your fault, she’s a good manipulator, always has been. She’ll tell you what you want to hear to get close then show her true colours.”

“Hey, you don’t have to answer this but how do you identify? Because I’ve been calling you dude a lot.” I chuckle at Manu before answering.

“I’m non-binary trans masc., they/he pronouns. I don’t mind being called dude of whatever, just absolutely no feminine terms please.” Everyone nods in agreement, and it doesn’t take long for conversation to continue on between everyone.

I’m talking to Katie’s girlfriend, the owner of a small book café, when Alessia tugs on my sleeve. I excuse myself before turning to her, the overhead lights reflecting in her stormy blue eyes and making her freckles prominent.

“I’m so proud of you.” I kiss her softly.

“I love you.”

“Hey hey! No smooching at the dinner table please.” Everyone laughs and I flush red.

~~~~~

A week later I find myself in the Coloney changing room again, surrounded by sweaty bodies preparing for gym once again.

Instead of leaving as they slowly trickle out, I follow behind Alessia. It takes five minutes for me to start being teased by Katie for blushing as I watch Lessi work out, her biceps very prominent as she lifts the weights.

It takes me another five minutes to swiftly walk over to Alessia after she finally drops the weights, and kiss her passionately, before swiftly exiting, blush burning my cheeks. It may take a completely new hair colour to persuade me to make an appearance at training again.

[minggukieology]

"Jimin and Jungkook's casualness isn't anything out of the ordinary but is still surprising"

'지민 (Jimin) Choreography Practice Sketch' write-up ✍️

Among Jimin's gruesome practice sessions and strict work ethics leading up to Face promotions, we were given a peak into a few moments out of Jungkook's visit on day 2.

What struck me (and even k-armys) is that they didn't even bother to pretend to be formal in front of the staff and camera + crew, which just goes to show how long gone are their age barriers in communication and behavior. Once again I know we are all well aware of this development between them, however it is still a bit surprising seeing that happen in front of strangers- especially at their workplace and during work, which is a formal setting. The significance of this may appear minimal to you but in Korean culture, the way you talk to someone but also what you discuss and how you phrase it is highly influenced by the age hierarchy. Allowing someone speak to you informally (even in the public or formal settings) means they now have the same rank as you and their word is thus referred to/significant on the same level as yours and they can express things way more directly. In a highly hierarchical culture with a strong respect for authority (or anyone above) this presents a disruption in an embedded way of thought and behavior that is in the minds of all Koreans from the very early age. 반말 (banmal) of course does happen among many people even those who are not 친구 (friends- meaning people born in the same year) but it is not something that is just expected automatically and in any social setting. (I am excluding family ties here)

Thus, what the international audience may see and perceive only reading the translated subs:

"Ah cool, Jungkook came and supported Jimin"

What the Korean audience (or anyone with just a little knowledge of the language and culture) sees and perceives:

"Oh wow they are speaking informally so naturally to each other, they seem so close"

JK: "I'll cheer for/ support (you)"

(*said in a form that implies promise to someone for the future, informal tone)

JM: "Come again"

(*said as an informal command or request)

Other fav moments:

JK: "Noo, do it once (for me)!"

(*주다 on its own means to give, gift someone something; in combination with other verbs like 하다 (to do) it implies doing something for someone; the most accurate but weird way in English to translate would be: "give a doing" Here Jungkook commands/requests Jimin to do the dance for him in an informal tone which sounds veeery casual, especially considering the dancers nearby 🫣)

JK: "It's awesome/ You're awesome"

(*Again informal tone, the pronouns are not stated therefore both you/it could be inserted)

JK: "Will be cheering (for you), myself"

(Informal tone, said in a form that implies promise to someone for the future + Jungkook added 내가 at the end of the sentence to emphasize he personally will be cheering/supporting Jimin on. Reminder- Korean sentences don't need pronouns, therefore you can tell he used it for added emphasis)

All in all, Jungkook didn't use the formal level a single time besides when he was leaving and told Jimin + everyone else in the room to "take care" (수고하세요).

Finally, to anyone trying to use Jungkook's informal "nope" to Jimin's direct requests to get his ass over there more frequently probably didn't catch just how """seriously""" both of them were taking that convo, as you can see from Jungkook's smirk hidden under the mask ㅋㅋ

Also just how long were they teasing and saying bye to each other if there is a cut and suddenly Jungkook is standing on the other side, still saying bye and holding hands with Jimin? 😆

This short edit of Jungkook's appearance tells a lot about their dynamic and reassures everyone that can perceive the tone of their closeness. I'm glad we could see a little bit of it in this video!

[glowinggayduo]

★ '' How about some information for some bux, phighter? '' - WELCOME EVERYONE. '' Go on, take your pick of information! ''

NAME / IDENTITY = 50 bux --☆ PRONOUNS = 100 bux --✧ INTERESTS = 250 bux --★ GRAPHIC REQUESTS = 400 bux

๑ '' Wonderful choice phighter ! :3 '' �� , I GO BY VALK or if you must get formal, MERRY. I use the nickname slingshot as well, because why not. 🐟 , I use THEY/THEM pronouns, do not use she on me. I will steal all your bux :3 , INTERESTS : Phighting (BIG PHAN), Pressure, FPE, TADC, MCYT (good side i promise.), Ranboolive and their little group of theirs, FNAF, Genloss, Regretevator, Spider-man into/across the spider verse (ATSV/ITSV), Resident evil, MLB, MLP, etc.

, I do GRAPHIC REQUESTS ! My requests are SOMETIMES open! Though sometimes I'm offline, and can't do the said requests immediately, I will do them soon enough that's for sure! [+] I WILL STATE IF I CANNOT DO THE REQUEST OR NOT . Sometimes I get picky, and in general I DO NOT do nsfw, problematic fandoms, problematic people. [+] IF YOU TELL ME TO HURRY UP THE GRAPHIC, I WILL IMMEDIATELY STOP DOING YOUR REQUEST AND YOU CAN GO ASK SOMEONE ELSE.

[ask-ako-komaniya]

🦋 ! MASTERPOST ! 🦋

“Hello! My name is Ako Komaniya. O-oh, but… no need for formalities, really! Call me whatever you’d like… oh, am I overexplaining again…? S-sorry…”

((OOC)) Hey everyone! This is my rp/askblog for my lovely Jujutsu Kaisen OC, Ako! He is a very skittish boy, so please try to be gentle with him <3

Basic facts about him: He is transmasc (FtM), and has had top surgery. Please only use he/him pronouns for him! He does not go by they/them and DEFINITELY not by she/her.

He tries his best to dress goth/grunge, but is mainly only into the music.

He is incredibly skittish, not shy, but just not easily trusting. He tries his best to be accommodating to everyone he serves, and really hates when anyone is mad at him.

Mahito values him for his looks, and keeps him around to run errands, do chores, and make passive-aggressive comments at Jogo, but he could still decide to kill him at any moment, and Ako is well-aware of that.

TERRIFIED of Mahito, dislikes Jogo, Neutral about Kenjaku, likes Hanami and Dagon, crushing (??) on Choso

Normal human with no cursed energy, though he can see curses, and occasionally spirits/ghosts.

Good at cleaning

If you want a romantic rp with him, sorry, but he’s only into Choso!

For extra info and deeper lore, click here!

Please keep in mind that his design is still a WIP!

RP STYLE:

Text in quotations (“”) - dialogue, the character speaking.

Text inside asterisks/stars (*) - actions or narration

Text inside double parentheses (()) - OOC, mod speaking

TAGS:

#ako komaniya 🦋

#ako answers! 🦋

#ako interacts! 🦋

#chosoako - the ship between Choso and Ako!

#kamoniya - alternate Choso x Ako ship name

#jjk ako

BASIC RULES:

No NSFW, mod is a minor. I am fine with suggestive/light NSFW to Ako, since he is 23.

Don’t be mean please, I worked hard on this

Don’t spam for useless reasons, but by all means, send asks!

I do not take art requests, but I might do suggestions if you want the OCs to interact or something like that!

Yes this is an OC x canon-featuring blog. Get over it. Your F/O is Choso too? Aw cool, what’s yours like?

I think that’s it, just have fun! <33

[lunaria1]

@jaysquid this is my court of darkness character!

Name: Lunaria Dark-White

Age: 25

Species: She looks human but no one really knows exactly what she is because of her powers. Even the S ranks don't know and that scares them.

Sexuality: Bi

Birthday: March 21st

Pronouns: She/they mostly

Weight: 55ks

Height: 5'9ft tall

Looks: Those are headphones on her head. Not cat ears.

Casual: Pretty much anything that's comfortable. Sometimes she'll wear a shirt and skirt, sometimes she'll wear a hoodie and jeans. It just depends on her mood

Formal: Mostly dresses but is not afraid to go out in a suit and has actual done that before.

Personality: She's a very kind and caring person but she's still unpredictable and no one can tell what she's thinking at a given time. Also when she's mad she's MAD. Like you better run and hide and hope that she doesn't find you when she's pissed

Likes:

Singing

Dancing

Reading

Learning new things

Food- she won't eat some foods but she will eat mostly anything

Animals

Flowers

Baking/Cooking

Dislikes:

Perverts/Flirts (which is why she stays away from Fenn a lot)

Being alone

Being judged

Mushrooms or any foods that have a weird/ slim-like texture if that makes sense

Entitled people/people who thing they're above everyone

Other information: She does wear a chocker that the headmaster gave her but it doesn't really do much to her powers. The only visible thing that it does is make her eyes red. Apart from that her powers aren't blocked at all but she does hide them and pretend to not fully know how to use them by the headmaster's request.

Her familiars are a wolf named Moon and a fox named Shadow. Moon has white and blue fur with blue eyes as well as wings. Shadow has whit and red fur with black wings and blue eyes. She rescued them both in the humans world when she was younger and has raised them both since they were little.

That's pretty much it. Let me know if you want to know more about her!

[antiheroismm]

『BAXTER'S COINING + FUN BLOG INTRODUCTION』

hey everyone, i'm baxter / pax / mallory, and this is my mogai/xenogender coining blog, with some fun activities too.

i have yet to make a rentry, so i'll compile everything here for now.

『ABOUT ME』

once again, i'm baxter, but you may also know me as pax, mallory, or other names in my upcoming pronouny.

i go by he/him, they/them, she/her and it/its pronouns, alongside other neopronouns in my upcoming pronouny.

regarding my sexuality, i am biflux, combo'd with achillean, diamoric, and sapphic. i am also aroflux and aegosexual, and also ambiamorous.

regarding my gender, i am multigender and fluidflux, and i am also a gendercollector. regarding my main genders, i am a trans male, but i also cycle between nonbinary and other non min and fingenders, cis female, xenine, and my hoard's genders of course.

i am a latino/latine/latina/latin-american. i am from chile, most specifically.

i am a minor. i am 15 yrs old most specifically. my birthday is july 28th.

my vocabulary is a mix of old internet lingo and new internet lingo. i use a lot of terms from both eras, but i do rarely use a few terms. like tone indicators, because i tend to clarify my tone in parentheses rather than using them. but, if you want me to use tone indicators at all times when talking to you, i'll do it, just ask! you can also say which tonetags you are uncomfortable with if you do have them. i also do not use certain lingo because it's not my type, examples include words like "yass" or "slay", or using a hyphen at the end of sentences (like this-).

i also speak random nonsense for fun sometimes. it doesn't really have much of a meaning, but i can provide a translation if you want.

i have a love for shitposting, and i love bastardcore (just look at my blogs' appearance), but i will coin terms of every aesthetic, theme, ect.

i am autistic and also have adhd, so i won't tolerate ableism here.

for all the systems reading this, please keep in mind that i am a singlet.

i love video games. a lot.

『BEFORE YOU FOLLOW』

i am supportive of xenogenders and neopronouns, obviously. i am also a radinclus, which means i support all identities coined in good faith. and before you complain, no. i am not one of those bad radinclus who support paraphilias and want them to become a part of the lgbtqia+ community. i am also very supportive of m-spec gays, lesbians, and nblnb individuals, alongside non-he/him lesbians and non-she/her gays.

i am also supportive of otherkin/alterhumans and non-human individuals. (i am also questioing if i am one)

i am a newbie at making flags, so if they don't match your standards, that's fine, i'll get better time by time.

i do not allow discourse of any kind in this blog.

because i think that discussion of this is stupid, and because i want everyone regardless of ideology to use the terms i coin without being considered a bigot, i am completely, and i mean completely neutral about non-traumagenic systems and self-diagnosis. if you think they're valid, that's fine. if you think they're not, that's fine too. i just want every being to use my terms regardless of what they think of to help them with their gender identity. i also promote all kinds of mogai blogs regardless of their viewpoints in this too.

regarding systems' alters requesting content and help, you can either request me to use your name and/or the system's collective name to refer to you. i'll be glad to help you!

regarding typing quirks, always provide a translation to them. although i am able to read all of them, some fellas who follow this blog can't do it, so to help them understand, please do that.

if you use titles to refer to yourself, you can ask if you want me to refer to you with them, or not use them at all, considering my blog has a "casual place where formalities don't matter here, chill all you want" vibe.

if you repost my terms, make sure to credit me. i am fine with both it being done in detail, which is crediting my name, the place where you found the term i coined (planning to promote my terms on other social media soon), and a link to the coining post, and just crediting my name. i appreciate all promotion!

『WHAT I'LL DO』

coin lgbtq+ and mogai terms

coin xenoidentities and xeniden terms (the reclaimed ones, not the original, mogaiphobic ones)

coin miscellaneous terms (like aldernic, vesil, whatever stuff like voidpunk is classified as, otherkin/alterhuman, among other terms)

make flags for already existing, or newly coined terms

fulfill requests for flags, xenoidentities, xeniden terms and misc terms.

share headcanons from others and me (my hcs can be shared only if requested with 💝 in my askbox, and it's gonna be at random)

make pride flag profile pictures, both classic and with funny text and images

『DO NOT INTERACT』

basic dni criteria (lgbtqphobic, racist, ableist, antireligious, misogynistic, bigoted, etc.)

terfs and swerfs

lgbtq+ exclus (gravity knife gay, longsword lesbian, m-spec exclusionist/battleaxe bisexual, nunchuck nonbinary, trident trans and truscum/transmedicalist)

anti-xenogenders and anti-neopronouns in general

pro-original xenoidentities (basically using and/or the mogaiphobic version of them instead of the pro-mogai, reclaimed version)

proshippers of every kind

nsfw and fetish accounts

paraphilic people who view their fetishes as pride/a part of the lgbtq+ community instead of a problem they need to address (maps/pedophiles, zoophiles, incestous, etc.), and their supporters

transids (transabled, transdisorder, transpecies, transracial, etc.)

yeah that's about it for now

『ASKBOX FUN STUFF MASTERTHINGY』

reply to me with ⭕ and i'll give you a random meme/shitpost

reply to me with 🌈 and i'll give you a random gender

reply to me with 💌 and i'll give you a random favorite/loved/liked character of mine

reply to me with 🍱 and i'll give you a random food/snack/dish/drink/ect

reply to me with 🎮 and i'll give you a random cool video game

reply to me with 🎵 and i'll give you a random song

reply to me with 🐾 and i'll give you a random goofy animal

reply to me with 📷 and i'll give you a random image from my camera roll

reply to me with 📺 and i'll give you a random video

reply to me with 💝 and i'll give you a random headcanon of mine

『TAG MASTERTHINGY』

coined terms: #💖 : baxter coined (full real)

term flag request: #🔰 : a flag for you!

headcanon request: #💗 : show em' your fun hcs!

memes/shitposts: #⭕ : ain't no way :skull:

random genders: #🌈 : baxter's gender pick (real)

random favorite/loved/liked character: #💌 : baxter's beloveds

random food/snack/dish/drink/ect: #🍱 : hey bro what do you want to eat

random cool video game: #🎮 : remember the witcherino 3? yeah me too here's a cool game

random song: #🎵 : [music genre] fans be like: yo this is fire!

random goofy animal: #🐾 : i have hired this critter to be with you

random image from my camera roll: #📷 : baxter why do you have this

random video: #📺 : i command you to watch this

random headcanon: #💝 : hey babe *tells you a cool hc*

(need help with putting them)

i hope you enjoy my stay in the mogai coining community!

[inaturalist-propaganda]

A post by Walks-the-Ages, that was just removed by iNaturalist staff from the thread about their failure to moderate bigotry for "being inapporpiate"

The two posts purposefully misgendering me, on the other hand, are still up, and the restrictions the staff have put on the thread to punish the trans and ally users for speaking up is now literally preventing the person who misgendered me from editing her posts to fix them.

Check my pinned post for more information on the situation, and ways you can help out!

= = =

[quote="astra_the_dragon, post:71, topic:42122"]

I agree with yalls core ideals, but as an individual I believe that it is impossible to force someone to change. you can explain, you can beg, you can scream, but you cannot forcibly make anyone have a belief or do something… short of actual force.

[/quote]

***And once again. I have to reinterate what Nonbinary-Naturalist cannot, because it was banned for the mods for refusing to back down when it was the target of transphobia:***

** Literally no one here is expecting you to hold Sedgequeen hostage and force her to use the right pronouns for someone who's already told her its pronouns and why its important to it to not be misgendered.**

This is not about changing someones mind about being transphobic.

this is about Staff's week long, drawn-out refusal to remove 2 single transphobic posts from the LGBTQIA thread , while removing dozens of other posts for far less egregious violations of TOS

At this point, I have allready been directing queer and ally Inaturalist users to these two threads so they can see for themselves Staff's reaction in real time, and they are all equally horrified.

Few people are willing to put themselves at risk by responding, since staff have shown from day one of this staff-made debacle that they are not on the side of marginalized groups.

So yeah. It's June first. It's Pride Month, I am joining if not starting a boycott of Inaturalist for Pride Month, either for the duration, or until Nonbinary-Naturalist is unbanned, a formal apology is made, paid staff undergo actual training for LGBTQIA issuers, and the 2 posts are removed which is what the original request was no matter how much you want to try to twist it into something outrageous and malicious.

I've already been spreading the word to queer and ally users about exactly what's gone down here, and plenty have already seen for themselves .

~~~~~~~~~~~~

So anyways, for anyone who's unaware, Nonbinary-Naturalist was officially banned by staff for a full week for refusing to back down on the simple fact that staff need to remove the 2 posts from this thread.  

@Sedgequeen I see that you are typing. Please remove your posts from this thread, for the -- oh and live i see that because of slow mode you can't even do that for the technicalities. Thank you for trying!

If you would to see and practice with neopronouns, as well as understand Nonbinary-Naturalist's

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[quote="astra_the_dragon, post:66, topic:42122"]

fascists won’t differentiate between a transmisc lesbian and an it/its person who insists everyone must be perfect all the time.

[/quote]

Astra, it really is amazing how you are twisting literally every single thing that Nonbinary-Naturalsit has said now that it cant be here to defend itself. This is absolutely foul behavior, and I really hope you think deeply about what exactly you're doing here. No one is expectiong "everyone to be perfect all the time" and the fact you've all removed its posts so you (general you) can twists its words this way is extremely telling.

You (staff) were asked to remove 2 transphobic posts, and for whatever reason, you (astra) have decided that this is a personal attack on yourself as an unpaid trans moderator and I really, really think you need to step back from this because you are being exactly the thing you are apparently fighting against, saying that standing up for yourself is the same as being an aggressive attacker, saying that calling someone a transphobe for being blatantly transphobic in the queer-dedicated thread is "name calling", etc etc.

[quote="astra_the_dragon, post:71, topic:42122"]

the mod team here are not DeSantis’s little cronies come to take you to jail

[/quote]

 And yet, once again alll the posts are being removed except for the 2 requested by multiple queer users,

and **you haven't even made it public that you banned Nonbinary-Naturalist from the forums yet**, and instead you're acting like nothing's been done so people will assume the lack of response from nonbinary-naturalist is that it has given up and this can all be swept under the rug.

I await this post getting removed for "inapproriateness"

Removing Nonbinary-Naturalists' posts so you can lie about what it said and paint it as an unreasonable perfectionist is very telling.

~~

[dearaltalune]

<3 Introductions <3

Hello, everybody! We are dearaltalune, formally known as thethreemuffinteers!

We started this account back in roughly 2020, abandoned it, and came back four years later to revamp the account. Many things have changed since then, but the core of this blog has not. We take requests from kinnies/fans out there who want fun content made of their favorite characters!

How does this blog work?

It's quite easy! You send us a request, we both look over it, and one of us claims it! If it is accepted, we will answer your ask letting you know we got it, and we'll tag you once it's finished.

(Note: there is a chance that we will not accept a request if it violates our rules or neither mod has taken an interest to it. If the latter applies, please do not take it personally.)

Life can get in the way, so we can't promise you will immediately receive your request, but we can promise that we always deliver (eventually)!

Don't worry about appealing to/requesting for a specific mod. Who takes what request is decided by wheoever wants it :)

Now with all of that boring stuff out of the way, we'll introduce ourselves:

Mod Bug [🪐]

I used to be Mod Kai on this blog during that very unfortunate time when EVERYONE was named Kai.

I now go by Bug, and I use any pronouns. I love horror, fantasy, and stories centered around found family.

What I can do:

☆ Icons (standard pngs or gifs)

☆ Playlists

☆ Character Matchups

☆ Aesthetics/mood boards

☆ Wallpapers

☆ Headers

Fandoms:

☆ Mha

☆ DDLC

☆ Undertale

☆ Omori

☆ Gravity Falls

☆ The Owl House

☆ Monster High (all generations,,yes that includes gen 2)

Have something in mind that I didn't list? That's alright, I'm all ears! Animals, items, fandoms I did not list, and so on are all open for me! This includes OC content, as long as the OC belongs to you :)

Mod Azzie [🪷]

Hello! I'm mod Azzie, formly known as Mod Lulu. I like all sorts of stuff, but my favorites are video games, drawing, and making edits!

I use any pronouns, and I'm open to just about anything for requests! As long as it falls within guidelines and rules, I'm open to experiment and test new things!

What I can do:

—☆ Icons (standard icons or gif icons)

—☆ Playlists (Ships & Characters)

—☆ Quirk matchups & matchups in general

—☆ Aesthetic boards

—☆ Wallpapers

—☆ Headers

—☆ doodles

—☆ Transparents of Mangas and official art!

Fandoms:

—☆ Mha

—☆ Danganronpa (all 3 games including Ultra despair girls. Anime is accepted.)

—☆ Doki Doki Literature Club

—☆ Demon Slayer

—☆ Honkai: Star Rail

—☆ Genshin Impact

—☆ Omori

—☆ Kakegurui

If you don't see a fandom here you're in, again, it's alright! I'm open to do any fandom you may request, so as long as it has official material I can work with. However, Oc content is purely Bug's thing, so you may want to direct those towards them hehe.

I'm okay with spoilers in cases like Demon Slayer, Mha, etc etc. Just maybe put a spoiler warning for others, though :]

Our Rules:

No NSFW

No illegal/problematic requests. Your request will be deleted immediately.

Please be specific with your requests (what theme you want, what kind of genres you listen to, etc). No prob if you aren't, but we'll end up choosing these things for you! So if you got a specific vision in mind, you gotta let us know.

Please keep discourse off of the blog. This is a carefree space for icons and such

We look forward to receiving any requests! Thank you for reading <3

Your friends,

-Mod Azzie and Mod Bug

[enchantedto]

shade never made me any less of a they/them gay 🏳️‍🌈

[lupinsagas]

Shut up and Dance

Warnings: No use of gendered pronouns, only They/Them. Reader does wear a dress and is AFAB however. Alcohol mentioned.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,337

A/N: omg y’all I’ve been trying to write this for MONTHS. It’s a little insane how long I’ve been writing this on and off but I think I’m satisfied with it now! First time writing Bigby and my first time writing on Tumblr!! I didn’t have a specific fairytale in mind to make the reader, I just wanted a fairy reader. If anyone has a fairytale they think would fit plz do let me know!!! And plz request more Bigby there’s not enough for my boy :(

 It was the Remembrance Day ball. Anyone who can pass as a human will be attending and it’s a very highly anticipated event for Fables. Well, most Fables. Bigby was never one for these formal events, however, it was a pleasant change of pace from everyone trying to kill one another. 

 The 19th floor is currently decorated to the nines. Fables dressed up in luxuriously stunning outfits, laughing, drinking champagne, and dancing. Bigby pulled out his one black tuxedo from the back of his closet that he saved for occasions just like this, dusted it off, and threw it on. He now stood in one of the far-off corners of the room observing the people on the dance floor. 

 “Bigby!” A voice called out. Bigby turned his head to see Snow White approaching him with a smile. Her hair was down from her usual low bun as it was now loose, she wore a pastel blue dress with a high neckline and long sleeves with a floor-length skirt, and the whole dress was dusted with blue and white sparkles. “You clean up well” she stated 

 “You look a lot better than I do that's for sure,” Bigby spoke observing her outfit. “But thanks.” Snow just let out a chuckle as she took a sip of champagne from her glass. She seemed less on edge than normal, maybe she decided to loosen up for one night.

 “Are you waiting for a certain someone?” Snow asked. Bigby raised his eyebrow at her. “Don’t act like you don’t know who I’m talking about.” Snow sent him a knowing look. Snow didn’t tease him often, keeping things professional a good majority of the time. But Snow wasn’t oblivious, she saw the looks he was giving them, and them in return.

 “I’m waiting to see if someone’s gonna throw a punch more like it.” Snow rolled her eyes. 

 “All I’m saying is that if they're here then you could at least ask to dance with them” 

 “I don’t even know how to dance, Snow.”

 “Maybe they can teach you.” Snow took another sip of her champagne. 

 The elevator dinged and the doors opened, a few more fables entered the floor, including the person of Snow and Bigby’s conversation. Upon seeing the group the two looked over, eyes were immediately drawn to them and their outfit. 

 They had a dress in a shade of blue that perfectly complimented their skin tone, with a halter strap neckline and a flowy evening-length skirt. 

 “I’ll leave you to it.” Snow whispered with a smirk as she elbowed Bigby and walked away, disappearing into the crowd of Fables. 

 “Bigby!” 

 “Y/N.” He saw y/n walking over to him with a smile on their face. Bigby tried to fight the smile from spreading on his face, only winning half the battle and showing a small smile. “You look…really nice tonight.” He said softly. Y/n’s smile grew ever so slightly. 

 “Aw thank you, Bigby!” Something behind their back moved ever so slightly, which Bigby's trained eye caught. 

 "You have your wings out," Bigby stated. Y/N's cheeks had a soft blush spread over them. Their wings were an iridescent color with hints of blue, purple, and some green. Their wings were flat against her back rather than spread out.

 "Yeah, it went with the dress," They lifted their wings a bit more to show the color off a bit more "Do you think it'll be an issue? I know Snow has been a bit more on top of keeping Fables more concealed."

 "Honestly, I don't think it'll be a problem, at least for tonight." Bigby said "It is a Fable exclusive event, and you're right it does go with your dress. It's very beautiful." Bigby tried to say the last part as smoothly as possible. Normally he most likely would've suggested covering their wings up, but they just looked so lovely. He honestly couldn't bring himself to say they needed to cover their wings up. 

  “Oh, thank you, Bigby!” Y/N’s face heated up, a flush of color showing up on their skin and their wings fluttered ever so slightly, which of course did not go unnoticed by Bigby.

 "Do you...maybe want to dance?" Bigby asked as the orchestra started back up. People pulled their partners or friends onto the dance floor to waltz to the music 

  “You know how to dance?“ they asked. 

  “Not…necessarily,” Bigby nervously chuckled. “But it is a ball.”

 “I’d love to dance with you, Bigby.” Y/n giggled and reached out for Bigby’s hand. He held their hand gently, almost hesitantly. He led them to the dance floor, as he did he felt eyes on them. Some people looked at them, some looking at him. But none of them mattered once he lowered his hands on their waist, and their arms wrapped loosely around his neck, resting on his shoulders. 

 Bigby could only stare at them, only think about them. Everything about them seemed so ethereal as if they weren’t even supposed to exist let alone be dancing with someone such as himself. The Big Bad Wolf, dancing with such a majestic person. 

 “You seem to have something on your mind?” Y/n spoke softly. Bigby hadn’t even noticed they were moving slowly to the music, it’s a miracle he hasn’t stepped on their toes yet. 

 “You’re just very beautiful.” He blurted out “I know I said that earlier…but everything about you tonight- everything about you normally as well, but especially tonight is just beautiful.” His face flushed as theirs did as well before smiling. They let their wings flutter a bit before clearing their throat. 

 “Thank you, Bigby. That means a lot coming from you.”They said softly, almost whispering. “I know everyone always kinda either has it out for you or is terrified of you. But I don't feel that way”  Y/n said

 “Really? Then how do you feel?” Bigby spoke up, getting a small surge of courage after what they had said.

 “I like you, Bigby. Something about you I just can't help but admire.” Y/n giggled a bit “And you're also really hot.”

 “You think that?”

 “Wouldnt say it if I didn't, Sheriff.” Y/n spoke with a playful tone in their voice, their smile contagious and spreading onto Bigby’s lips as it did to theirs. They both erupted into a fit of small giggles. Some people had given them questionable looks, but neither was focused on the looks, solely on each other as they continued to sway with the music. They both stole glances at one another's lips before looking away.

 “May I kiss you..?” Y/n asked softly, their wings lowered, almost pressed into their back. Bigby was taken aback by the question, his voice being caught in his throat. He didn't trust himself to speak at this moment, so he simply nodded his head. 

 They both leaned into one another to press their lips together, closing their eyes. Y/n’s soft lips went against Bigby’s slightly chapped ones in a quick but passionate kiss. The two separated with somehow more color on their cheeks. They simply looked at one another and went back in for another kiss. Separated when the music ended and the patrons clapped before the next song started. 

 “Wow.’ Bigby whispered, “I'm surprised I didn't smash your foot during all of that.” Y/n let out a laugh, unwrapped her arms from her neck, and held his hand, leading him off the dance floor. 

 “You wanna get out of here?”

 “And go where?”

 “Anywhere you want, Bigby.” Y/n shrugged “We can kiss some more if that'll convince you to go somewhere else with me, Sheriff” that playful tone returned to their voice. 

 “Yeah, let's go. I know this restaurant that's still open.” Bigby nodded “The food here at these events usually isn't that good. Frankly, I'm starving.”

 “Lead the way, Bigby.”  The two held each other's hand and headed towards the elevator, leaving the Remembrance Day Ball, together. 

[transgenderteensurvivalguide]

Hello! Im Ftm. I’m going to a residential college soon, they’re okay with trans students but I don’t bind. Even if I did bind, it could only be for half the day and people would see me without a binder on after classes in the residential areas. I’m assuming this means I don’t have the right to be called by he/him pronouns. Because they’d probably think if I’m not putting the effort to even “look like a man” I don’t deserve that, right? And they might say since they can’t tell I’m a man when they’re looking at me it’s unfair to demand that. What are your thoughts? I don’t want to be rude, I genuinely don’t know if I’m being unreasonable since I’ve never hear anyone talk about this. Thank you very much for your work with this blog!

Autumn Says:

Congratz on starting college. Let me know if you need help in chemistry.

Want to make this clear: everyone deserves their pronouns to be respected, its baseline human respect. (To answer another ask, even TERFs and other horrible people).

It doesn't matter if you bind or don't bind, you deserve to be called by the pronouns you want. Anything else would be dehumanizing to you.

Its not unfair for you to make this request. You're not a burden for wanting to be respected. If you want to be a man, you can be a man and you deserve to be referred to as a man by everyone. Its not rude! Its not unreasonable! It doesn't matter if you bind or not, or if you dress masc-ly or not. Doesn't matter. You deserve respect.

Hope this helps.

Followers say:

lucky-fy said: Because of my transphobic family, I cannot medically transition until I am financially independent. So, appart from wearing a binder the days I know I will be home before my mother, I very much present as, well, a woman, despite not being one. I however made it clear to everyone around me in vet school that I am trans, and that they should use he/him pronouns and masculine adjectives (my native language is gendered) when talking to me/about me. And people, especially my pears, actually do great with that! It takes a bit of getting used to it for them, but after a while and bit of corrections (and sometimes, explaining to them how uncomfortable it is to be called with the wrong pronouns) they get used to it and it all comes naturally to them too. So really, do come out in college! If you're afraid of doing it in person, coming out in the general group chat of your promotion (if there's anything like that) is also a solution.

royal-fizzbin said: I hope you don't mind me adding my experience! I'm trans masc, and I came out at work about a year ago. My job is very physically demanding, with heavy lifting all day and often working 12 hours. It is unsafe for me to wear a binder at work, but with the exception of strangers who haven't formally met me/been introduced and who I'm never going to see again, everyone respects my pronouns apart from the very occasional slip. You absolutely have the right to have he/him Pronouns used for you, even if you don't wear a binder 100% of the time!

[absolutebl]

I finally signed back into tumblr after years because I wanted to ask this lol. But I really loved your posts breaking down the linguistic interactions between Thai BL couples, like who speaks in what way. I’m super new to listening to Thai so I wasn’t even tracking these things, but it’s fascinating! What are some couples that you think are linguistically interesting/non-standard in the way they interact with each other?

omg what a great ask, thank you so much for coming back to me

LINGUISTICALLY FASCINATING BL COUPLES! 

Ooo, well if it's been a while since you've been here I took a stab at couple's with a flipped seme/uke dynamic and how that might effect the use of formal (pom/phi) or informal (guu/mueng) pronouns across an age gap.

Which is to say: couples where linguistically the dominance is switched, younger seme (linguistically weak position) aggressively goes after an older uke, and how that's handled by the language. (Since the language itself has dominance coded into it in favor of older = more social power.) So MingKit, KongArthit, SoloGui and so forth.

That said, my absolute favorite couples from a purely linguistic standpoint are...

drum roll please!

Favorite Thai BL couples purely on the basis of language

Sun & Sky in Golden Blood 

They are the same age and so we’d expect them to use guu/mueng but because Sun is considered so much lower status by the narrative, his language is very adult, stilted, and formal with Sky. Even as they fall in love. So I find them interesting from a social-class perspective. 

Ae & Pete in Love By Chance 

They are the strongest contrast in language ever put into a BL. They are the same age and in university so we would expect them to use informal particles and pronouns. But instead, Pete is ultra formal high register, and Ae is ultra rude to the point of crassness with his low register. They are a couple you can use to train your ear to the two extremes of Thai linguistics. 

Gene & Sib in Lovely Writer 

Their language with each other is constantly discussed and constantly evolves as their relationship evolves, plus it’s contrasted to how they spoke as kids (when the politeness code was rigidly enforced upon them). As such, their pronouns and honorifics are a plot point. It’s really cool. 

Solo & Gui in Oxygen 

They are the opposite of Gene & Sib. They also negotiate their pronouns and modes of address because the seme is younger but they do so with precision and clarity. When Solo asks to drop the P’Gui for Guitar it is absolutely a request for proprietary claim and power. Because Nut has this amazing voice you can hear it, every single time he says Guitar after that, how honored he is to have been extended the privilege. Because of this one agreement, they stay formal with each other but with this tiny special uniquely intimate exception that makes their dynamic and relationship crystal clear and super soft, both to the world and each other. 

Duen & Bohn in My Engineer 

If Ae is the rudest seme in Thai BL, Duen is the rudest uke. Another one where the mode of address is a plot point and mostly used for humor to surprise everyone around them. Because of the way Duen talks to Bohn, surrounding characters are always assuming the wrong/right/crazy with regards to their relationship. Duen is a linguistic brat and I love him for it. I’m not wild about them as a couple, but I love the way they talk to each other. 

Bun & Tan in Manner of Death 

I pick them because they talk like formal adults to each other. (I may have used this to argue that this series isn’t technically BL, it’s grown up gay romantic suspense). This is worth watching because if you travel to Thailand, this is how you should probably talk when you’re there. 

Pick & Rome in Puppy Honey 

I know a weird one to choose, because they speak exactly as you would expect with a younger uke (formal) and older seme (rude). But Pick is SO RUDE and such an asshole, that his informal language is actually taken as a kind of encouragement by Rome, and it works with the narrative organically as a result. Because it IS a kind of encouragement. 

Dean & Pharm in Until We Meet Again 

As above this is a typical linguistic pairing, older seme with young uke, so no conflict within the language of formality. But the interesting thing about these two is how very VERY formal they BOTH are with each other. Although he certainly could, Dean almost never uses guu/mueng with Pharm. He uses names mostly. 

Also Dean alone is very interesting as a spoken character - the way he talks is curt and sharp. He rarely uses polite particles at all and yet he’s regarded with respect and fear, not distain. It’s really interesting to listen to Ohm speak this role. He manages to play Dean as sublimely stern but simultaneously so gentle with Pharm... but ONLY Pharm, and he does a lot of that with his voice. 

X & Q in 21 Days Theory 

X is older than Q. X uses pom/khun & rao +kap which is stiff, adult, and somewhat formal (and pom is age backwards for him and Q). Pom is oddly servile coming from an older kid.

Q jumps around a lot in response to this adult speech from a phi: pom/khun but also rao/nai + (a reluctant) kap, but never phi. (I don’t think I’ve ever heard a high school BL use nai this much.)

All of this has to do with the fact that X will not lower his register when communicating with a younger boy. Which puts the younger boy (and the audience) in a state of flux and confusion. 

There was a conversation about formal speech and the end of ep 2. Q was telling X that he could use guu/mueng rather than rao|pom/khun. Q had been sort of attempting to match X’s formality by using nai as a more formal version of phi, and was struggling because, I think, it’s too grown up sounding. X declined guu/mueng, he finds them too rude to apply to someone he likes. X then offered to call Q just by his name (avoiding having to choose entirely), but I think Q finds that too intimate. But phi is still not discussed and Q goes back to rao/nai at the end. So honestly I’m really not sure what the hell is happening.

And then it is so ADORABLE when X & Q switch to using X and Q. Eeeee!!!!!!! Q is so nervous and pleased about it. 

I love how this BL showcases the intimacy of using one’s own name. 

HONORABLE MENTION 

Love &... everyone in Great Men Academy. 

Love is a girl trapped in a boy’s body and so her language is... borked to say the least. (Because Thai formal pronouns carry gender attached, Love has to suddenly speak to anyone older than herself as a boy - after 14 years of doing it as a girl.) I want to do a rewatch of GMA specifically to pay attention to how they handle the language. The first time I didn’t catch what I should have. I’m sure there’s comedy and pathos in there that I missed. Plus, this is a really good show. 

For those interested, here's all my stuff on Thai language intersecting with BL specifically.

Explaining Thai to the Casual BL Watcher - It Has Registers (this one has been updated with 2020 & 2021 couples like Nubsib & Gene from Lovely Writer)

Thai Pronouns & Honorifics when Seme/Uke is Involved

Linguistic Fun In Thai BL - (also updated with some interesting twists on the BL dynamic like what happens when the seme is the employee of the uke e.g. Sun & Sky in Golden Blood)

Thai Nouns Are Great

Thai Verbs Are Great

Thai Verb “to be”

Explain that Word? Ter (this one just showed up in Love Area in the play within the drama)

You didn’t ask for it but you’re getting it anyway: 

Non-Thai BLs that are ALSO super linguistically interesting 

Seven Days 

In this Japanese BL you can see the main couple grapple with the formalities of Japanese pitted against dating someone of the same sex and also a younger seme, Seryou, and an older uke, Yuzuru. 

Japanese is an incredibly formal language so when Seryou asks to call Yuzuru (an older boy) by his first name it is more than just significant it is a little rude and implies dating (he didn’t even call his ex gf by her first name). He can only risk it with Yuzuru because of Yuzuru’s openly casual and blunt personality. 

Also listen for that -kun honorific, it’s always a plot point. Finally, the way Seryou says senpai (the honorific for someone older/more experienced) to Yuzuru is tonally so cheerful and cute, it’s clearly affectionate. 

Because of You 

This is a Taiwanese BL but the main seme character is played by a Korean actor, who speak Korean in the drama, while most of the rest of the cast speak Mandarin. His uke counterpart speaks both languages. It’s fun to watch the drama itself play with the contrasting languages. Also it manages to make Korean seem sooooooo sexy. 

We Best Love: Fighting Mr Second. 

Yu (Japanese name: Maruyama Yusuke, Chinese name: Yang Yu Teng) is half Japanese half Taiwanese, but he uses Mandarin when playing Shu Yi in the first half of WBL. Although he’s Taiwanese, Shi De uses Japanese words a few times to tease Shu Yi. (Baka is Japanese for stupid.) 

But in part two we meet Shu Yi’s Dad, played by a Japanese actor. The two of them have a couple scenes where they slide in and out of Japanese as part of their father/son dynamic. I love this so much. Many bilingual households do this, usually as the argument gets heated they switch languages. I love that Taiwan just casually threw this into this little BL series to add depth to character and familial dynamic. It’s one of the many reasons I adore this drama. 

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[carlosfruitsnacks]

noticed you still have your requests open and im loving how you're making a lot of filipina readers omg <33333

so what about this, Bi/Pan!Camilo x Filipina!Short Haired!reader where they meet at a welcoming party for the reader's family and she shows up in a baro't saya, and she has her fan up for most of the night but they spend a bit of time together (her noting that she really hates wearing formal dresses) and before they knew it, reader has to go home

cut to the next day, camilo goes looking for her but couldnt find her anywhere, he goes to his spot in the woods, only to find someone there wearing a camisa de chino. he strikes up a conversation with them thinking hes a guy(also crushes on him) when actually its just the same reader from last night, listening to him ramble thinking hes the reader's brother that he doesnt know of. reader stays silent pretending to be mute until her name gets called by her parents or smth and she teases him for liking both versions of her before leaving

just wanna note that reader is just someone thats tomboyish and still uses she/her pronouns, i just find it cute that if reader were a guy he would still like her just the same hehe

(not sure if i expressed this right but u can always ask me if i was unclear abt smth lmao)

"the versions of you"

summary:

—  Camilo swoons over a beautiful lady wearing a Baro't Saya at a party, but she leaves the party without telling her name. The next day, Camilo goes outside to see a handsome guy in Camisa De Chino, he strives up a conversation and ends up falling for him. Unbeknownst to the shapeshifter, the lady and guy were one and the same.

genre:

— fluff

notes:

— female and Filipina reader, bisexual Camilo Madrigal. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me if I got something wrong though I will refrain from using too much Spanish.

warning/s:

— none

a/n:

—  mochieeee!!!! this idea is very cute huhuhu, i enjoyed writing this so much thank you for requesting!

A party was going to be held this evening at la casa Madrigal. Everyone in Encanto was aware that a party hosted by the Madrigals was going to be a significant event. All of the people will get dressed nicely for the occasion, and you were no exception.

Being in a family that is very traditional is either something you have pride in or just straight up gives you a pain in the ass. Take this moment for an instance, your parents are forcing you to wear a Baro't Saya to the Madrigals' welcoming party for your family. Surely you are proud of your heritage but this was too much for your liking. However, no amount of protest would make your parents stop forcing you to wear traditional clothing, they even threatened to beat your ass with a tsinelas. You scowled deeply as you looked in front of your mirror with your siblings making fun of you and your parent cooing at how beautiful their daughter is. Your mother hands you a hand fan and you take it with a heavy sigh.

Eventually, you follow your family to la casa Madrigal. You see the other Madrigals dressed well, you even spotted a few of them sending compliments to you and your family for your unique choice of outfits. You opened your hand fan with a flustered face, you felt more embarrassed than flattered by the compliments. It wasn't like you hated the outfit, it was just you weren't used to wearing them. Back in your old town, you preferred to wear more loose clothing that didn't restrict your movements. In contrast to the Baro't Saya you're wearing, which was too tight for your taste. Your parents failed to notice that you're a growing teenager.

All of you arrive inside the Casita, the house greeted you by moving the tiles, and you can't help but smile and wave at the magical house. There was upbeat music playing, the scent of food was in the air, and everyone was having a good time. Unlike you, who's trying her best to take in a breath while wearing this tight dress. Parties for you were hit or miss, but it was hard to ignore the cheery atmosphere that you wish you could enjoy the moment.

You frowned and sat near the corner, grumpily munching on an arepa and fanning your face. You let your family have their fun as they scattered around the place to socialize with others. This was your first time wearing a traditional outfit in public and it's making you highly self-conscious. For the rest of the party, you remained alone and covered your face with your hand fan.

Lively music began blaring, a familiar musical piece entitled El Baile Madrigal. You watched in awe as a few of the Madrigals walked into the center and started dancing. They all looked so happy and truly in the moment. You quietly cheered along with the others, you gazed at Pepa and Félix Madrigal dancing smoothly with the music. Agustín pulls his wife, Julieta Madrigal, and proceeds to dance with her. Alma Madrigal was gently pushed into the dancefloor with her son Bruno as they too shared a dance.

You swayed along with the music until you heard howls amongst them. A flash of yellow catches your eye as you watched in amazement at this fantastic guy pulling all of the smoothest dance moves. He twirled and smiles, his hips were mesmerizing, and especially that confident look on his face. You can tell he's purposely putting on a show, it also doesn't take a genius to identify him as the one and only Camilo Madrigal. He danced with his family and continued to entertain everyone with his shapeshifting. All of a sudden, Camilo's eyes meet yours, you lock your gaze on him and began pulling your fan to cover half of your face. Until the end of the music, Camilo kept his eyes on yours.

The shapeshifter almost tripped on his own feet after seeing that beautiful lady wearing that adorned outfit. He knew he had to talk to her because holy shit she was beyond ethereal. While everyone cheered for his fantastic performance, he pushed himself through the crowd and towards the pretty girl. He meets her and his heart leaps out of his chest. The shapeshifter gulped and nervously brushed his hair back, you looked at him with those shimmering [Eye Color] eyes that made his knees so weak.

"Hola, hermosa"

Camilo greeted. You stand awkwardly in your dress, not knowing how to respond. You weren't going to lie, he looked more handsome up close. You decided to ease up a little

"Aren't you going to dance some more?"

"Oh, dancing can wait when a chica bonita like you only comes around once in a while"

He winked at you and your face suddenly heats up. Camilo cautiously gets closer to you, hoping to get a good look at your face but your hand fan was getting in the way. He huffed but offered you an empanada, you softly take the snack and ate it behind the fan. Camilo takes in your appearance from head to toe. Short hair, bright eyes, light makeup and jewelry, and an eccentric but beautiful clothing

"I like your dress, it really suits you"

"H-ha? Re-really?"

"Sí, I've never seen anyone like you, especially this pretty"

"Ay, tigilan mo nga pambobola mo"

The shapeshifter raises a brow in confusion about the lady's foreign language. The girl clears her throat and shyly looked into his eyes.

"...You think I'm pretty?"

"Yes, very much, señorita"

"I...thank you. I don't really wear this type of clothes all the time"

"Hmm, that's no problem. Say, are you from a different country?"

You nod your head and began talking about your home country. You take note of Camilo's interest in getting to know you, it was incredibly sweet of him. During the entire party, you spend some time with the Madrigal. He'll crack you jokes to make you laugh your lungs out and in return, you'll tell him stories about your heritage. Camilo excuses himself to get more food for you and him. It was getting late when your parents went looking for you.

"Halika na, uuwi na tayo"

Your parents said but you felt reluctant to leave without saying goodbye to Camilo, yet you knew better than to disobey your parents. With a sad smile, you go to your parents and went home for the night. Soon, the shapeshifter returns only to find you gone. Camilo can feel his heart drop to the floor. He panicked and looked all of the Casita for you but all in vain. Stumped, he sat by the staircase and sadly gazed at the floor.

The beautiful Filipina lady left without even giving him her name, Camilo believed what he shared with her was special. Man, it felt like it was straight out of a fairy tale, like Cinderella. In that case, like the prince, he too shall search for the beautiful nameless lady.

As soon as the sun rises, Camilo bolted out of his bed. His entire family was astonished to find him awake this early, usually, he would take any opportunity to sleep in. He drinks his coffee and eats breakfast with his family, he ate faster than he could ever be. Camilo eagerly excuses himself to head to town.

He makes his way through the streets of Encanto, searching every nook and corner for those beautiful [Eye Color] eyes. The shapeshifter barely slept that night, he was plagued with the thoughts of that charming lady. Camilo kept looking for her until the afternoon, but to no avail.

Camilo found himself in dismay and took a stroll in the woods. He tried to clear his head but all he can think about is that astonishing girl. His thoughts turn to a stop when he noticed another person sitting by themselves. The shapeshifter halts to get a clear look at the person. It appears to be a guy wearing casual clothes and enjoying the silence. He gently approaches but he steps on a twig and catches the other's attention.

The Madrigal's heart leaps out of his chest when he saw how fucking handsome the guy looked. Camilo trips and falls to the ground, he gets back up to his feet and pretended he wasn't embarrassed. The guy gave him a look as if he has grown two heads.

"I...uh...¡Hola!"

He says in a high-pitched voice and a flushed face. The guy stayed silent but sends him a small wave. Camilo found himself stumbling on his words, too distracted by the handsome guy in front of him. The shapeshifter inhales sharply, the beating of his heart was faster than ever.

"Can I...can I sit here with you?"

The Madrigal asked. Obliviously, the guy who's gazing at him was you but wearing Camisa de Chino. The outfit was your go-to when you would go out in the town, it wasn't uncommon for some strangers to mistake you for a boy. The events of the previous night returned and it made you timid around the shapeshifter. However, instead of revealing your true identity as the lady in Baro't Saya, you stayed quiet.

Camilo shyly takes a seat beside the boy, he twiddled with his hands for a second and consciously brushed his hair back. As he stole glances at the pretty guy, it's suddenly making him self-conscious. His face heats up when the guy meets his eyes. For an odd reason, his eyes reminded him of the Filipina he met last night. Camilo squinted his eyes at the guy.

"Hey, you look familiar..."

You gulped. You don't want to be recognized that quickly. Luckily for you, the Madrigal drops his suspicious gaze on you. Though you can't stop a smile rising on your face when you took note of how flustered he acted.

"I could've sworn you reminded me of someone. Uh, do you happen to be related to a Filipina lady because you kinda look like her?"

Camilo watched the guy nod at him. Oh, that must be why he looks familiar! He was related to the charming lady from last night. The shapeshifter can help but gawk at him, the handsome lad wasn't the talkative type. But he has to admit, the guy and the lady surely have amazing genetics because he's fucking swooning for the both of them.

"You're really...uh...handsome"

You smile at his compliment. You watch in amusement as Camilo's face turns into various shades of red.

"Oh...um, I think I met your sister last night. She was incredibly...beautiful, but she didn't give me her name when she left..."

"Bu-but I'm glad I met you here because...heh, you know, I wanna meet her, I can't get her out of my head"

"Honestly, you look just like her and I'm unsure if you two are twins but you're...attractive as hell and..."

"And can I also get your name?"

You hold back a laugh at Camilo's sudden rambling. You can't believe that the shapeshifter was falling for the two versions of you, it's adorable. You kept your mouth shut, not wanting to spoil the fun and to let Camilo remain blushing under your presence.

"[Name]?! There you are! I've been looking for you!"

Your mother calls for you. Camilo's eyes go wide for a second, you freeze and eventually let out an awkward chuckle as you looked at him. You stand up from your spot and gave him a teasing look. 

"Looks like you now know me and my sister's name"

It took a whole minute for Camilo to process everything, it felt like a bucket of cold water dumped over him. Camilo's jaw drops as he points at you. All of it finally makes sense! The lady from last night as well as this handsome lad in front of him are the same person! This brings a feverish blush to his face. He can't believe he just crushed on two versions of the same girl!

"I guess I'll see you later, you two-timer"

You winked teasingly and ruffled his hair as you walked away to your mother and then left. The shapeshifter found the situation so mind-boggling, a girl who both can be beautiful and handsome. He felt like he just hit the ultimate jackpot. Camilo bites his lip and snapped his fingers. 

"Hot damn"

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[curseofaphrodite]

Borgin and Burkes Tom Riddle x reader

[no pronouns used]

Summary: Tom and you are living in an apartment together and he’s a bit frustrated after he doesn’t get the teaching job at Hogwarts | just some domestic fluff!

requested by @annika0-o​ | masterlist

a/n: Obviously, this is an AU where he does not end up being the biggest piece of shit. If you still don’t want to see his fics, just block the tag please!

You walked into your apartment, tired after having a long day with the insufferable idiots at the Ministry. It was a mystery why you haven’t quit yet, but you felt comfort knowing that if you're working there, atleast the place won't be completely filled with douchebags.

You put your handbag on the kitchen counter and saw your boyfriend standing beside the sink, holding out a mug.

"I made you coffee," Tom said, looking disheveled.

You noted his dark circles, his messy hair and how he wasn't yet out of the formal robes he wore this morning before going to Hogwarts.

"They still didn't give you the job?" You asked sympathetically, and he seemed much more interested in doing the dishes.

"Not them, just Dumbledore. I- I don't know, maybe me being a teacher was a stupid idea." He turned on the tap and started looking for the dishwashing gel.

"What? No, don’t say that." 

You noticed how the coffee absolutely sucked and tasted like rust, but didn't say anything. He was having a bad day, and just making sure you were okay with little things like making (or attempting to make) coffee was why you loved him in the first place.

"I really think I’ll be good at teaching," he agreed, finally spotting the dishwashing liquid in one of the cupboards. 

He started pouring a good amount into the dirty plates in front of him, enough to create a little too much bubbles. You watched this with worry. He only ever cleaned this vigorously when he was really mad.

"Maybe you can start a private tutoring institution?" You suggested, trying to brighten him up.

"I love teaching, but I also love Hogwarts," he snapped, tearing his eyes off from the water. "I don't want to teach anywhere else. I want to go back to the only place I've felt like I belonged, I want to go home."

"You are home," you said, though not unkindly.

He didn't reply, but started scrubbing the dishes more aggressively. You sighed and went up behind him, putting your hands around his waist and resting your head on his shoulder.

"Take a break, it's okay to feel sad Tom."

"I'm okay, I'm not sad."

"You do some kind of activity like pointless cleaning or impulsive shopping anytime you're sad."

"I'm not sad, and I don’t do that," he stiffened anyway, enunciating each word as if it’s his last.

You stayed there just the same, humming a bit like you always did. He turned off the water and turned around, hugging you tightly.

"What if I'm not good enough?" he asked, his voice emotionless.

You ran your fingers through his hair even before you started to answer. "You said once that you'd rather have regrets on your mind than blood on your hands. Do you remember why?"

"Yes," he whispered, still not pulling apart. "It was back in Hogwarts and everyone said I'm evil and I told you I feel evil. I didn't want to be. I remember thinking one day I'll do bad things, but I- I don't what happened."

"Nothing," you hugged him tighter. "You're here, you're you, you're smart and you know you deserve to do the job you love just like anyone else. Remember when I thought I’ll never get a job at the Ministry?"

"That was invalid," he pulled away, his eyes shining. "The Ministry doesn't deserve you. I may hate them, but hiring you was the luckiest decision they've ever made."

"And what did you say when I said I won't get the job?"

"I said that's stupid and you're just being hard on yourself."

You shrugged. "Then Tom, you not being good enough is a stupid concept and you should stop being so hard on yourself."

He chuckled, though he did look a bit more calmer than before. "I love you."

"I love y- wait's what's that sound?"

You turned around, trying to find the source and something pounced on you - something big, soft and furry. The dog was licking your face even before you could register the impact of pain on your back.

Tom looked at the scene guiltily. "Yes, I may have done the impulsive shopping part too. Meet Kalen, our new pawed friend."