#writing non-binary characters

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Reasons to play In Stars and Time: Canon Pronoun Warfare.

[whatsnewalycat]

too much holiday

Dieter Bravo x non-binary!Reader

Word Count: 1.5k+

Warnings/Tags: sober dieter, sober reader, new years eve party, implied neurodivergence, holiday overload/overwhelm, crying, dieter gets to be bitchy, misgendering that’s swiftly corrected, little bitta hurt/comfort and fluff, making out, also I have not given this a final read-through and it’s not beta read anticipate errors lol

Notes: This is for @perotovar for the @dieterbravobrainrotclub holiday exchange 🖤✨ HAPPY NEW YEAAAAR SORRY THIS IS LATE I HOPE YOU STILL LIKE IT!!

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Trying to keep up with Dieter’s busy life has always been a challenge. In his line of work, he could be sent anywhere in the world for any amount of time, for press tours and film shoots and countless meetings. 

Dieter invites you to be by his side as much as possible, and you tag along when you can. It’s a whole production, though. Planned outings where the two of you walk hand-in-hand past paps, as directed by his agent. Stylists and assistants and waiting back while Dieter basks in the spotlight, all while being asked your favorite question, ‘Who are you?’ 

Needless to say, what attracts you to Dieter is not his stardom. Quite the opposite, actually. 

You prefer his company in the most mundane moments. In the lull between projects, when it’s just the two of you. Making breakfast or lazing around the house all day, the heat of his body a constant hum on your skin, his lips always finding some tender crook that makes you melt. 

Drinking coffee with your legs draped across his lap. He’s wearing glasses and his curls are all messy and graying. He pauses reading when you ask him what a blank-letter word for blank is. His fingertips thrum against your thigh as he thinks. Tugging your body closer just before he falls asleep, limbs heavy and warm, the world’s best weighted blanket. When he wakes up in the morning and sees you beside him and the first unfiltered emotion that crosses his face is love. 

These are the moments you call on during inevitable bouts of chaos. Through public appearances and awards seasons and long stretches of time apart, the promise of having him to yourself again has kept you together. 

This time, though, you can feel exhaustion peeling back the edges of your limitation. 

It sounded like a dream in theory. Fly out to New York for a New Year’s Eve Party. Get all dressed up, party your faces off, then go home to LA in the morning. 

You thought you could handle it. You factored in the seven days preceding, knowing that you would be flying out to Texas on Christmas Eve, meeting his family for the first time and spending three days in their constant company. You knew that from there, the two of you would make a one-day pit stop in New York because it was the only time some magazine could squeeze Dieter in for a photoshoot. Even knowing that meetings would eat up all his attention back home in LA, and that this would all set off upon his return from filming in Spain for three weeks, you thought the thought everyone thinks before they commit an act of hubris: This will be fine. 

God only knows how you made it this far. Some lifeless thing propped up against the second-story railing overlooking the dance floor. The stylist who fussed over your appearance all afternoon may as well have been a mortician. 

At least everyone else seems to be having a good time. 

Your eyes wander over the sea of people milling about and you become entranced by how fluid it all feels. Beneath the thick pulse of EDM, tens or maybe hundreds of voices meld into a collective, hypnotic babble. A giant LED display behind the DJ counts down the seconds to midnight. 

46:01

46:00

45:59

You spot Dieter on the opposite side of the venue, across the open space of the dance floor in a circle of his fellow glammed-up b-list celebrities, wearing a grim flat line on his lips as he watches everyone else participate in the conversation.  

A waitress stops by Dieter’s group with a tray of shots. Others accept the offering, but he holds up a hand and shakes his head. They clink their tiny glasses together and shout, “Salud!” while Dieter shifts his weight to one leg and looks around the room. 

He catches your gaze and gives you this weary, apologetic half-smile that says he’s just as exhausted as you are. 

You raise your champagne flute of sparkling water to him in a show of commiseration. 

A glint of humor tugs at his mouth and his shoulders shake with a chuckle. Leaning into his circle of lively colleagues, he appears to excuse himself. 

Your heart skips. 

39:04

39:03

39:01 

As they start doling out farewells, you hear a nearby voice. 

“Excuse me, can I see your wristband?” 

You tear your eyes away to blink at the security guard beside you. It takes you a moment to realize you aren’t actually a fly on the wall, but when you return to yourself, you show him the black paper bracelet on your wrist. 

He relays this information into his earpiece, waits for a response from Security Guard HQ, then looks you up and down, “And who are you?”

You look around for your lifeline but he disappeared. Your sinuses burn and your vision goes blurry. It becomes clear quite suddenly that you don’t belong here and that you will never belong here. You will never fit in with these people or this lifestyle or the chaos. 

“Sorry, I, umm…” You shake your head, looking down at the sea of people swirling kaleidoscope in their collectiveness, “I don’t know, I’m nobody.” 

“Mind explaining how ‘nobody’ got ahold of a VIP bracelet?” 

“What’s the problem?” 

You perk up at his voice, your knight in shining armor, shoving his body between you and the security guard. 

“Is she with you?”

“They are with me,” Dieter corrects. “Is that how this works? I leave my plus one alone for a minute and you fucking meatheads try to kick them out?” 

“There were concerns—”

“Who’s concerned?” 

“I can’t say.”

“Uh-huh, yeah. You can’t say. Well are these ‘concerns’ resolved now, or do you need to harass my partner some more?” 

“No sir, no more concerns. My apologies.” 

“Yeah, thanks.” 

He uses the same bitchy tone he would use to tell someone to fuck off, and even though he’s a bit of a drama queen, it makes your heart swell.

As the security guard retreats, Dieter turns around and cups your cheeks, searching your face, “Are you ok, baby?” 

You nod out of instinct but the dishonesty knots in your throat. Swallowing it down, you feel yourself crumble. You shake your head and let out a big, defeated sob. 

He wipes away tears that spill down your cheeks then pulls you into a tight hug. You wrap your arms around his midsection. It feels warm and safe and you surrender to the enormity of how overwhelming the past week has been. Buried anxieties rise in your chest, hot and heavy, escaping in bursts. You babble an apology into his neck and he rocks you back and forth, petting your hair. 

“I hate this, Dee. I don’t wanna be here.” 

Still swaying you back and forth, soothing you like a fussy baby, he murmurs into your ear, “I’m sorry. I should have come back to check on you sooner. I shouldn’t have—”

The words seem to catch before he can finish his thought. He buries his nose in your hair and squeezes you tighter. This time when he speaks, his voice comes out damp and low and thick with emotion. 

“I shouldn’t have been away so long. I’m sorry.” 

It all feels enormous again. Overwhelming and raw and jammed down your throat. 

“It’s just…” You swallow and shake your head, pulling back enough to meet his gaze, “The flights and people and constant go go go. It’s chaos. It-it’s—a lot. All I wanted to do was spend time with you.” 

Nodding, he looks you over with big puppy dog eyes that make you melt. His hand catches yours and brings it to his lips. He kisses each of your fingertips and you melt a little bit more. 

“How can I make it up to you?” 

“Take me home.” 

He grimaces and glances at the countdown, “I said I would stay to, uhh…”

27:32

27:31

27:30 

Maybe it’s the way his hollowed-out silence is flooded with noise, high-energy EDM and cheers of celebration grating your bones to dust, but you honestly think you’d rather die than stay for just five more minutes. 

When he looks at you, he must see it, or maybe he comes to the same conclusion. 

“Fuck it, let’s get out of here.” 

You smile, unrestrained, “Really?” 

“It’s publicity bullshit anyway,” he shrugs, pulling you in for a kiss, and another, rumbling against your mouth, “Fuck, I missed you.” 

His lips are warm and plush and his tongue tastes like home. You wrap your arms around his shoulders as he grabs your waist, arching against your body. Hunger pulses between you, messy kisses and white-knuckle restraint. 

Nipping at your ear, he tells you, “If we don’t leave right now I’m gonna fuck you in front of God and everyone.” 

You chuckle, pulling back enough to look at him, his messy curls and big dopey grin, eyes all dark with unfiltered love. The enormity of it makes everything else microscopic by comparison. 

Your eyes drop to his mouth. He gives you a kiss for the road, soft and sweet and lingering. 

After parting, the two of you take a moment to straighten yourselves out, then you say, “Alright, get me the fuck out of here.”

[spicyraeman]

taash just said something so cringe i legitimately had to alt tab and take a minute holy fuck

[noh07]

list of mixed name ideas (october 29, 2024)

i sorted them into three categories: androgynous, feminine and masculine.

in this list, there's any type of names (mostly for english-speaking people though): typical first names, noun names, mythology names, etc.

if you have more ideas of names for trans folks, writers, etc, just lemme know! (Can also be not-so-cool names for the writers, we need them for the asshole side characters :3)

i will update the list every time I have a lot of new name suggestions. this is not the newest version, but you can find it under the tag #updated name list on my profile.

(alphabetical list with 553 mixed names under the cut)

--- androgynous ---

Addie/Eddie

Aki

Alex

Alexis

Alli/Allie/Ally

Ares

Ari

Artemis

Aster

Azure

Bennie/Benny

Beverly

Billie

Blair

Charlie

Chrissy

Crimson

Edie

Eli

Ellori/Ellory

Emerson

Emi/Emmie/Emmy

Evie

Finn

Forest/Forrest

Frances/Francis

Gray/Grey

Hayden

Hunter

Jackie/Jacky

Jamie

Jess

Jessie

Jupiter

Lark

Lenny

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Lou

Louie

Mag

Maggot

Mars

Max

Mercury

Mika

Miko

Mizu

Neptune

Noah

Paris

Ollie

Quinn

Rafa

Reg

Robin

Ronni/Ronnie/Ronny

Saturn

Shilo/Shiloh

Skye

Val

Venus

Vin

Vinny/Vinnie

Wilson

--- feminine ---

Abby

Abigail

Adelaide

Adeline

Aileen/Eileen

Aimee/Amy

Alana

Alena

Alessia

Alexa

Alexia

Alexandra

Alice

Alissa

Alli/Allie/Ally

Alura

Amalia

Amber

Amelia

Amelie

Amity

Angie

Anna

Ann/Anne

Annie

Anastasia

Andrea/Andreea

Antheia

Arabella

Astra

Atlanta

Audrey

Aurora

Azura

Bailey

Becky

Bella

Belle

Bettie/Betty

Beverly

Billie

Brenda

Brie

Candace/Candice

Carla/Karla

Carolina

Caroline

Catherine

Celina/Selena/Selina

Celine/Selene

Charlotte

Christina/Kristina

Christine/Kristine

Claire

Clara/Klara

Chloe/Cloe

Cora/Corah

Daniela/Daniella

Danielle

Dalia/Daliah

Debbie

Debora/Deborah

Delilah

Diana

Dianne

Dora/Dorah

Eburia

Eda

Elena

Eleanor/Elenor

Elisa/Eliza

Elizabeth

Ella

Ember

Emerson

Emery

Emi/Emmie/Emmy

Emilia

Emilie/Emily

Emma

Euphemia

Euphoria

Esme

Esmeralda

Eva

Evie

Evelyn

Felicia

Fenya

Finya

Fia

Fiona

Francisca/Franziska

Freya

Gaia

Georgia

Gina

Ginny/Jeanie

Hanna/Hannah

Harmony

Heather

Hecate

Hera

Hestia

Hope

Iana

Irena

Irene

Iris

Isa

Isabel/Isabelle

Isabela/Isabella

Ivonne/Yvonne

Ivory

Ivy

Izzy

Janice

Jasmin/Jasmine

Jenna

Jenny

Jolene

Julia

Julianne

Julie

Juliet/Juliette

Katarina/Katharina

Kathy/Katy

Lana

Lara/Larah

Laura

Lauren

Laurel

Lena

Leia/Leya

Levina

Levinia

Lia

Liara

Lili/Lilli/Lilly/Lily

Lilian/Lilien

Lilith

Lisa

Livia

Liz

Lizzie/Lizzy

Loanne

Lola

Lorelei

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Louisa/Luisa

Louise/Luise

Luce/Luz

Lucy

Luna

Maggie/Meggie

Meg

Madeline

Maira/Myra

Margaret

Marge

Marla

Marlene

Maria/Mariah

Marie/Mary

Melanie

Melissa

Mellie/Melly

Mia

Michelle

Milly

Mina

Minerva

Minnie

Miriam

Mona

Naira/Nyra

Natalia

Natalie

Natasha

Nellie/Nelly

Nessie

Nina

Nora/Norah

Nori

Oliv/Olive

Olivia

Ollie

Paris

Pascale

Patricia

Paula

Peggy

Penelope/Pinelopy

Penny

Petunia

Philippa

Pia

Polly

Poppy

Ramona

Rebecka

Regina

Robin

Rose

Roxanne

Sara/Sarah

Sofia/Sophia

Sofie/Sophie

Stella

Stephanie/Stephany

Tara/Tarah

Tatiana/Tatyana

Tess

Tessa

Tia

Tiana

Tina

Valerie/Valery

Vanessa

Venus

Veronica

Victoria

Vivian

Viviana

Willow

Yana

Yasmin/Yasmine

Zoe/Zoé/Zoey

--- masculine ---

Aion

Alex

Alexander

Amon

Anthony

Anton

Arcturus

Ares

Ben

Benjamin

Bennie/Benny

Benson

Bill

Billie/Billy

Bob

Bobby

Brendan/Brendon

Brian

Bruno

Calvin

Carl/Karl

Chad

Chase

Chris

Chrissy

Christopher

Conan

Damian

Dan

Daniel

Dave

David

Davon/Devon

Dionysos

Don

Donald

Dorian

Dylan

Elia/Elijah

Elio

Eliot/Elliot/Elliott

Emerson

Emilio

Erion

Evan

Felix

Fred

Freddie/Freddy

George

Gian/Jan

Hannibal

Harald/Harold/Herald/Herold

Ian

Icarus

Jack

Jackie/Jacky

James

Jamie

Jimmy

John

Johnny

Jona/Jonah

Jonas

Jones

Julian/Julien

Julius

Jupiter

Justin

Kevin

Larry

Laurence/Lawrence

Lenny

Leo

Linus

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Louis/Luis

Louie

Lucc/Luke

Lucas/Lukas

Luigi

Marc

Marco

Mario

Mars

Max

Mercury

Michael

Mickey

Mike

Milo

Nathan

Neptune

Nick

Nico/Niko/Nikko

Noah

Oliver

Ollie

Orion

Paris

Pascal

Patrick

Paul

Pete

Peter

Philip/Philipp/Phillip

Raymond

Reg

Reginald

Regulus

Remus

Rob

Robbie/Robby

Robin

Ron

Ronald

Ronni/Ronnie/Ronny

Saturn

Sean/Shawn/Shaun

Sebastian

Sirius

Steve

Steven

Theodore

Tim

Toby

Tom

Tommy

Tony

Valentine

Victor

Wilson

Yan

Zach/Zack

Zeus

If you want me to add meanings, origins, etc., just tell me! ^^

[travelingtwentysomething]

Let's Be Honest, If You Could Hop Dimensions, You'd Save Eddie Munson Too <- AO3 LINK

(Please give my Steddie+Original NonBinary Time/Dimension Traveling Character fic a shot? I'm writing again, and I need validation, please REBLOG. Steve Harrington isn't the only one with a Praise Kink around here. 🫠)

It's a very unserious comedy/adventure- Featuring a Non Binary Character named Haven (this is not a self insert). They are a badass Dimension/Time Traveler who shows up for Eddie. It's hard not to fall for the OP baddie who comes specifically to save your ass, so naturally Eddie falls for them, then Haven helps Eddie see he can have it all and they quickly rope Steve into their shenanigans. This ain't a slow burn, but because it's the Apocalypse you'd think, 'there's barely any time for make-outs and cuddles'... but when Boys in Crop Tops are involved, we make time...

Also, it features a lovely scene where Eddie is in disguise and Steve cannot for the life of him 🥵...

<Artwork above is my own creation assisted by AI> ...with a little helping of original art inspired by the scene from @DrawingRune on Twitter ...

Summary:

Getting dropped into the Stranger Things Universe in the boathouse where Eddie Munson is currently hiding out could have gone better. Unfortunately, dimension traveling isn't an exact science. Honestly, its kind of a shot in the dark at the best of times.

At least they landed near the person they were looking for.

The timing could have been better.

And they had some notes on the point of arrival.

Being that it was just behind the boat where Eddie was currently hiding under a tarp, in fear for his life. Would have been a smoother entrance if it had been about six feet over, in the actual boathouse, and three feet above the water instead of below it.

Relationships:

Eddie Munson/Original Character, Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington/Original Character, Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson/Original Character, Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler

Additional Tags:

Fix-It, Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Dimension Travel, Eddie Munson Needs a Hug, Eddie Munson Has a Crush on Steve Harrington, Protective Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson Has ADHD, Bisexual Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Hurt Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, Steve Harrington Is a Mess, Steve Harrington Needs Love, Steve Harrington Has a Praise Kink, Wingman Robin Buckley, Robin Buckley Loves Nancy Wheeler, Bisexual Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley Has ADHD, Nancy Wheeler is a Mess, Protective Eleven | Jane Hopper, Pansexual Eleven | Jane Hopper, Polyamory, Polyamorous Characters, Polyamory Negotiations, non binary character, Polyamory is the answer to everything, Gaybies, everyone is a little gay, Comedy, Don't delude yourself, you were thinking about going to save Eddie too, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Character Death, Don't worry it's only Jason, Creepy Henry Creel | One | Vecna, Sorry Vecna there's a new Baddie in town, Thy name is Haven

[thetriggeredhappy]

Abt ur nonbinary ppl post; I personally think that pyro fhcks and people need to stop being cowards

i’m glad we’ve socially accepted that pyro tf2 is non-binary like. universally. pyro being non-binary is truly one of those things where i think even the most centrist tf2 gamer boys would take that on the chin and hardly blink. but i’m NOT happy that people then went on to say that pyro cannot fuck. you people will adapt scout teamfortress into an uwu scared of other men’s dicks “be careful it’s my first time” boy or sniper teamfortress into an around the clock sadist who does kink negotiation on the first date but won’t let pyro teamfortress have normal ass sex as a non-binary person? i know why. and it’s frustrating.

[rayclubs]

Nonbinary Heavy is so important to me as a concept. His ideas of gender presentation are vastly different from the traditional American ones. He grew up in a family of four women who engaged in tough physical labor as much as in more traditional household responsibilities. He goes by "he/him" out of linguistic convenience but these pronoun games mean nothing to him emotionally. He's big and strong, and he likes to play the protector of all things dear to him, but he also lost his childhood to a rough life full of challenges and must now be handled with care and gentleness like a precious flower. There is something beautiful about that.

[ask-theredcrown]

I think the anon is tryna ask if you, my lord transitioned to another gender than the original gender you were before.

For example: A man can turn into a woman and a woman can turn into a man.

[I am so BAD at explaining this bro 😭]

"Ah, I understand now... No, I have never transitioned my gender, the way that I was born is the way that I am now, and I feel comfortable in my skin."

[sigyns-drafts]

Enchanting music of the night 🎶🌙✨

Human dancer!Reader x Ror Hermes

➩ Stealing the attention of a God like Hermes is the least thing you'd expect as a mortal, but you found yourself with an advantage.

You two had only met once before, now that he was back to seek your attention you decide to tease him and show off your skills in dancing to the lovely melodies he plays to woo you.

➩ Reader type: non binary reader.

⚠: Romantic fluff, a lots of teasing tension~

A/N: Hope you guys enjoy this one, I sure did writing it~♡

Underneath the twinkling stars, Hermes approached a figure he knew too well, someone he has kept his eyes upon for quite sometime now.

With violin in hand, he uses his nimble fingers to play a melody that echoed through the divine air of the empty halls, once crowded with life.

A blend of celestial notes that seemed to dance with the night and the God himself.

Y/n turned, their eyes reflecting the glimmering constellations above. They'd always admired the stars.

As Hermes played, he poured his emotions into the music, hoping to catch y/n's attention as well as express the depth of his infatuation with this mortal.

Each note was a whispered confession, and every chord a declaration of his love. However, y/n who was well aware of Hermes' reputation from their previous encounter, responded with a teasing glint in their eyes.

Suddenly they stood up, giving Hermes the attention he wanted. Y/n moved gracefully to the music, matching Hermes' enchanting tunes with a subtle sway of their body.

The air crackled with a playful energy as y/n reciprocated the flirtatious dance of melody and movement.

Hermes, usually the master of wit, found himself enchanted and further drawn to the clever y/n. In an attempt to impress, Hermes approached the enigmatic figure, the soft notes of his violin still somehow playing, filling the air like a gentle breeze.

"Greetings, my dear. Would you care to share a dance with me beneath the stars?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Y/n, with a playful glint in their eyes, replied, "Ah, Hermes, the swift and charming. I've heard tales of your wit. Show me what you've got~"

Accepting Hermes' gloved hand with a sly smile. Together the two gracefully moved as they twirled and spun beneath the cosmic expanse.

Laughter echoed through the halls as the duo enchanted the divine onlookers.

"You play well, Hermes, but can you keep up with the rhythm of my heart?" Y/n teased, their gaze locked with his.

Hermes, smitten and determined, matched their playful banter.

"Oh, my dear, I can dance to the beat of any heart, especially the one captivated by yours y/n."

Y/n to put more logs onto their playful banter leaned in, whispering into the gods air. "Perhaps you're not the only one with tricks up your sleeve, messenger~"

As the dance continued, the celestial pair engaged in a delightful exchange of teasing glances and playful words.

Hermes, usually the master of wit, found himself charmed and challenged by y/n who had effortlessly turned the tables on him.

"I thought you gods were supposed to be untouchable, yet here you are, dancing with a mortal~"

Hermes starts smirking to himself at the comment y/n made. He really needed to step up his game and match their energy.

"Maybe you're just..too irresistible~"

As the music reached a crescendo, Hermes, unable to resist the magnetic pull, pulled y/n out from the dance and into the shadows.

Y/n taken aback by this sudden move blushes deeply, eyes widened.

"What's the rush, Hermes?"

Without a warning Hermes had now pinned y/n up against a nearby wall, out of anyone's sight in the deep dark night. He leaned in close to y/n, almost in a threatening way.

"Sometimes, even gods can't resist temptation..may I, my dear?"

Y/n found themselves for once speeches at Hermes words. Not once in a lifetime did they ever imagine a God, let alone Hermes when they had first met to ever want to pursue them.

Yet, here he was, having just danced with y/n and was now offering a kiss. This was a chance they might not ever get again.

Y/n nodded, giving Hermes the permission he needed for their lips to meet.

The kiss Hermes gave y/n was almost unimaginable, one they'd never forget. His soft lips were warm, their passion once ignited by the dance now consuming them in a fervent embrace.

The world around them faded, leaving only the intoxicating allure of the moment.

Y/n when Hermes finally pulled away, giving the mortal a rest from his passionate kiss, they found themselves breathless.

"Well, messenger of the gods, that was quite the message from you.."

Hermes chuckled softly at y/n and whispered. "Consider it a special delivery of my love to you, my sweetling~"

"Oh my.. Is that a real confession then~?"

"You can call it that, y/n"

As the night continued, the stars and moon bore witness to a dance that transcended mortal and divine to finally find love, leaving the two lost in the enchantment of the night.

[troutfur]

So like, I just watched a video about how the 28 female characters out of Harry Potter's top 100 characters by the amount of times they are mentioned in the books reveal a very specific pattern of internalized misogyny (& other bigotries but mostly misogyny) in JK Rowling's writing. And I've been thinking about how I, too, don't write a lot of women (something I've been trying to remedy for a while to be fair). And to spare you the whole train of thought regarding one of my projects, the meddie-centric askblog @ask-the-half-moon-meeting, seeing as the women to men ratio in that cast is 4:5 (or 1:2 if we count only the core protagonists and leave the secondary mentor and meddie-adjacent cast), do y'all think I should consider gender-swapping any of them?

[moreclaypigeons]

No like seriously ARE we ready to talk about the misogyny in fandom spaces

[kingshai69]

i need ppl to leave the whole aqun-athlok term behind as a gotcha to discredit taashs story bcs they're missing the pointttttt. just like how some nb ppl consider themself trans n use that label, as well as nb, n some dont, taash clearly dont feel like its a label that describes them.

i know the literal translation of aqun-athlok is "one who is born as one gender but lives like another" which yes i guess could be interpreted as any other gender, but from my understanding of the qun n how jobs/roles r very binary n gender associated, for taash that would just mean they would have the social role/gender of a man instead of a woman.

screenshot from the wiki of how aqun-athlok isnt rlly equal to our term of transgender or non-binary, as its also used to refer to women in the antaam since the role of a soldier is male, socially under the qun, the soldier in question would then be recognized n treated as a man. i know not everyone has played origins, but we literally went over this w sten n a female warden n how he doesnt understand that she is both a warrior n a woman, bcs under the qun she would not be considered a woman anymore, but a warrior, n therefore a man (i dont remember the exact phrasing it has been years since i played it last, but i recall it going something like that)

anyway, that is ... not how taash feels. maybe its phrased different depending on ur rook, my rook is nb as well, but this is how the conversation went w my rook.

like i dont see them talking abt how they wanna be seen as a man instead of a woman, i see them saying that they dont feel like theyre either

shathann isnt evil bcs she doesnt understand, she is clearly trying to understand taash through her own lens, n she clearly loves her child n shes trying in the way that she knows of. its just not what taashs means or what they need, n considering their entire relationship w her, they understandably get upset. like theyre not upset just bcs of this one thing, have none of u ever had ur frustration build up until u reached a limit? especially w a parent?

also there isnt a "right" way to be non-binary. i dont relate to most of their journey but it doesnt make it a bad one, just a different one from mine.

anyway this is just my thoughts as a nb person who love taash n can see parts of my own experiences in taashs story as well as parts of my own mom in shathann

[cowpokezuko]

Writers/artists;

Do y'all ever just make your oc trans sort of arbitrarily? Like most of the time my blorbo is cis for like story purposes but sometimes I draw her and think "yeah she needs to be trans actually".

[darklyhandsome]

PSA:

Female - blonde. Brunette.

Male - blond. Brunet.

Can we please get this right guys?

[suchine-toki]

Thoughts about Kyuubei

Kyuubei is a very interesting character. At first she’s introduced to us as a man (although the anime's ending spoils that she’s biologically a woman), but then we learn that her masculine behavior was an imposition from her family, and that she would’ve actually liked to do the things that girls typically do. Apparently, Sorachi's idea was to make her feminine at the end of her introductory arc, but he felt it wasn't right. This is how Kyuubei's journey with gender begins.

It has been said before, but it’s important to mention that Sorachi's approach to gender issues is strongly linked to the modern Japanese perception. Still, he tried to give depth to the character. Kyuubei sacrificed her eye to protect Tae, which caused the latter to feel guilty and want to please her by marrying her, but then they both realize that it was the wrong path and decide to continue with a healthier relationship, resuming their friendship. However, Kyuubei is in love with Tae.

It's a good start. Nevertheless, of the three characters in her love triangle, I feel that she was noticeably the least developed (I talked about Tae and Kondou previously), often feeling like a mere satellite character to Tae. Kyuubei is where she is and does what she does. Do we know what Kyuubei does in her free time when she's not with Tae? Train? And how much do we know about what she likes? Tae and train again? Do we know if she works?

Regarding the latter, it would make sense for her not to work because she’s part of an aristocratic samurai family. This is a very interesting point, except for the fact that it’s never used for anything in the series, when she could’ve been crucial on more than one occasion. Let’s remember that the duty of the Yagyuu family is to serve the Bakufu and the Shogun. She could’ve been involved in several political arcs, however, her connections were only used for her to take care of a little monkey once. And she couldn't even keep the monkey!

This would’ve also served to give more substance to her relationship with Kondou, beyond loving the same woman, and develop her relationship with Zura, beyond his envy for believing they’ve the same character traits. Because I feel like, instead of exploring her ideals, Kyuubei's character was limited to jokes about wanting a penis, being embarrassed to wear feminine clothing, or throwing away any man who touches her.

The most important development she has after her introduction is in Dekobokko (or gender bend) arc. Here Kyuubei declares that she’s neither a man nor a woman. However, later in Silver Soul arc, Sorachi decided to address the topic of gender once again, establishing that Kyuubei does, in fact, perceive herself as a woman (which is why I refer to her as she in this post). And while there's nothing wrong with exploring gender and you're certainly allowed to change your mind, it was a shame to lose one of the few non-binary characters in media.