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thepersonnamedsam · 1 year

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mornings spent well - cl16

pairing: charles leclerc x reader (basically gn, just one mention as bride)

summary: You woke up in a bed, where the sheets felt like a bad night out with your friends. And that’s exactly what happened the night before.

pt. 2 / pt. 3

word count: 1.5k

warnings: none, maybe a bit angst, generally fluff, google translated french

note: it’s weird writing about existing people, so just ignore the awkwardness plus it’s not proofread

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Your head was spinning, and you felt like you would throw up any second if you moved your body more. You closed your eyes in hopes the world would stop spinning. Breath in, breathe out. You tried to remember what happened last night, but all that came to your mind, or more your mouth, was that awful taste of tequila.

You didn’t like tequila, its taste is weird, you don’t understand the salt and lime thing and it makes you do questionable choices. Like waking up in someone’s bed. That’s exactly what happened, because those sheets weren’t itching like crazy, and they actually felt cozy.

You lifted those cozy sheets to discover nothing. You weren’t naked, you were wearing shirt and underpants? And your socks are still on? Who undressed you last night and they were too polite to actually undress you? Not that you complained, you’d rather wear this than nothing.

With a sigh you wanted to get up without puking. But the moment you were ready to take the first step of sitting up the door opened.

You looked to your left and there was an empty bedside. The covers were pulled back and you saw the crease in the pillow, obviously from someone sleeping on it. You still weren’t sure where you were. This wasn’t the bedroom of your best friend nor was it of someone you knew and had been at their home.

The person standing in the doorway watched your every move, from looking at the bedside to wandering your gaze over the bedroom and finally landing on him. He saw you looking at him and locking eyes. A familiar feeling overtook both of your bodies, and you just couldn’t place what that feeling was.

The handsome man was still looking at you and you couldn’t lift your gaze from him as well. His hand reached his neck where he scratched it. As he took his hand back down you saw it, a silver wedding band. You slept in a married mans bed?! You lifted both your hands to your face to rub your eyes and that’s when your silver wedding band sprung in your eyes.

You had a wedding band? And the same one as the man standing in the doorway?

He cleared his throat and you looked at him. “This is awkward”, he said as he was scratching his neck once again, this time with his right hand. You cleared your throat too, nut trusting your voice after too much tequila from last night.

“Qu’est-ce qu’on va faire, merde. What are we gonna do, shit.” So, he spoke French. But you still didn’t know his name. “I guess, I mean looking at the evidence on our hands, I guess we are married?” Your voice went quieter the more you spoke. You were still hoping it wasn’t true or a dream, but his answer let those hopes disappear in a second.

“Oui, I guess we are married. You woke up in my bed and we both have a ring on our ring finger, that counts as something right?”

You let your body hit the mattress. Your head still hurting, not spinning as much, but still hurting like a bitch. And it made processing the new information very hard. “Okay, so let me get it straight; we don’t know each other, but we got married last night?” Your questionable look made him scoff.

“I know you, what are you talking about?” Now it was you who was scoffing. What did he mean by ‘I know you’? You were thinking hard, where could you have seen this man before. “Charles, Charles Leclerc, we met last week in that coffee shop where you work, and you gave me your number on the coffee cup? Do you recall?”

It hit you like a brick, of course you remember! You couldn’t believe you forgot that gorgeous face. You gave him your number, but he never texted you.

“You never texted me”, you stated. His face twisted into an apologetic look. “I texted you last night?” He was shrugging and you could see his whole upper body tense under the action. This man was built like a Greek statue. “I was in this club with my friends, and I was feeling lonely, that’s when I remembered I had put your number into my phone, so I texted you.”

“And what happened next?”, you had to ask, how did they go form texting to marrying? “You showed up and we took some tequila shots and that’s all I can remember.” His face said it all, the look of confusion and sorrowness. He didn’t know how they got from shots to this.

This was a disaster. All of this is not how you like to spend your mornings. And he didn’t like it that much as well.

He lifted his body from the doorframe and started to walk towards you. He was just a breathtaking view. “Au moins j’ai épousé une belle mariée. At least I married a beautiful bride.”

He looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing on this planet. And he thought you were, he thought it the moment he saw you behind the coffee machine. He was so glad he discovered your number on his cup, because he was too afraid to ask for it. Though he was confident in most of his tasks, especially girls, he just couldn’t seem to find his confidence when he first looked at you.

He has no clue how he ended up marrying you a week later. He asked himself where the hell you two could’ve gotten married. You were in Monaco and not Las Vegas. Did you just go to the registry office and asked to be married? You were drunk as hell; how would any civil servant legally marry you? Were you even legally married? You were just wearing rings, that doesn’t mean you two actually got married.

His body hit the bed as he sat down, and you felt the mattress dip down on his side. And as he took his phone form the bedside table you admired his back. His muscles flexing under his every move. Fascinated by his back you didn’t notice how he had sighed multiple times after another.

“We are legally married; I just found the certificate in my emails.” His head now turned to look at you. His eyes staring into yours. Realization hit, you were no longer single and are actually married to this man in front of you. You blinked, once, twice, a hundred times maybe, you didn’t know.

You couldn’t believe it, you were married. “Do you think we should like, get a divorce?”, your voice was shy, you didn’t want to insult him. You didn’t want him to feel like you wouldn’t be married to him. Because you would.

Would you not have married him if you weren't drunk? Because he would have. He would marry you again in heartbeat. “If you want to, we have to be married for at least 12 months until we can get a divorce. I say we at least try to live a life as a married couple?” He looked at you with hopeful eyes. And you couldn’t say no to those eyes, it would be cruel.

“12 months? How do you know that?” - “ I just googled it”, he shrugged his shoulders again. “I guess we could try, I don’t think I would mind it”, your voice once more shy, not sure if he heard what you just said. His eyes lit up; “Really? You would try?” You smiled at him and just nodded your head.

“Can I kiss you?”, he asked with hopeful eyes. You nodded again and before you even closed your eyes, his body was turned towards you and his lips on yours. His lips as soft as a cloud and the kiss so sweet like sugar. You couldn’t believe it, kissing you husband, what a weird sentence going through your brain.

“I guess I have to put your new name into my contacts”, you laugh at him as he removed his lips from yours. He smiled and said: “And what would that be?” As you typed in his new contact name he tried to sneak a glance but he didn’t succeed. Husband was now gracing the top of they're messenger chat.

He smiled as soon as he saw it. And he couldn’t stop smiling. He was smiling like a little boy who just got ice cream. His face even started hurting a bit after smiling so much. He was sure he’d have muscle ache the next day. But you were smiling too. He was making you happy and you didn’t know how or why. He just did and you were content with that. You didn’t question why your heart fluttered every time you looked at him or how he made you smile with just a short glance. Everything just felt normal and right, like it had been that way for ages.

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cabinofimagines · 1 year

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Wait for me?

Ah, it is the yearly Poly!Solangelo fic for my birthday (the 11th for timezone sake) :) Gotta keep writing hehe

thanks to my ex (my muse ) and Danny for proofreading!

Pairing: Poly!Solangelo x reader, Will Solace x reader x Nico di Angelo Request: Hey, I was thinking maybe a solangelo x reader where the reader comes back late from a quest- like it took them longer to complete then they thought it would and Nico and Will were all worried and then just general fluff or something? Feel free to ignore if you don’t want to write it Word count: 3.4k Warnings: mentions of death a few times, some angst

-Asnyox

The low flicker of the campfire put everyone in an orange light. For a bit you had actually managed to sing some songs with the few campers still at camp, but the energy was a little low.

“It’s always kind of weird when people leave after winter break, huh,” Austin remarked while he was still softly strumming his guitar. “Yeah, the quiet comes back too quickly.” Will said from beside you. He was holding a sleepy Nico close to him on his other side, while softly playing with your fingers too, “At least the infirmary will be empty again,” “Oh no, we might get bored,” Kayla joked softly, “Hey, Rachel, weren't you going back today too?” Rachel nodded her head, after which she shook it again. She sighed. “I wanted to, but I feel like I am forgetting something. There is something I need to do before I can leave camp and it is eating at me.” Rachel stared into the flames before groaning loudly. “I hate this.”

“Well, dear child, I do not remember any tasks given to you.” Chiron spoke as he walked closer to the campfire, “Perhaps a belated prophecy as our Oracle?” he suggested. Rachel perked up. Her eyes widened as green smoke started to come from her mouth.

(Y/n) will return alone, after collecting the stone, and repairing a parents shrine, Only then, all shall be fine.

Will’s grip on your hand suddenly got tight, as Nico sat up from his position, clearly distressed. The green smoke faded and Chiron quickly caught Rachel as she fell down.

“(Y/n),” Chiron addressed you as he made sure Rachel was sat safely, “it is most unusual that you have been directly addressed by name. This most likely is a quest from your godly parent, do you accept this quest?” You could feel the eyes of your boyfriends on you, their worried gazes burning into your head. You knew they would not want you to go, but it was your parent, who chose you to do this.

“I do.” you said, and you heard protests from your boyfriends.

“I will-” Nico started, “I mean we will go with (Y/n).” the son of Hades looked at Chiron, who shook his head slowly. “I fear that that is not possible, my child.” Chiron stated calmly, “As the prophecy demands (Y/n) to go alone.” Chiron turned to you, “It probably is best if we go over possible details at this moment, so you can leave in the morning if you wish.”

You started to stand up, and so did your boyfriends.

“Will, Nico, I-” you purse your lips. “I want to know the details-” Will started but you shook your head. “How about you go to my cabin while I discuss this with Chiron?” You grabbed both a hand of Nico and one of Will, “That way will probably be quicker, and I will tell you the details afterwards, okay?” Reluctantly your boyfriends nodded their heads, as they watched you walk off.

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“I don’t care what the prophecy says!” Will grumbled as you were packing your bags, “What about the rule of three!” “That contradicts ‘will return alone’ Will, we’ve been over this.” you sighed, a slight tremble in your voice, “I don’t want to go without you, but I will not” you glared at your boyfriend, “needlessly endanger the loves of my life by ignoring the prophecy.” you waved your hand, “besides, it’s like Chiron said, just a small thing to do for my godly parent and then I will be back! Nothing to worry about.” You heard Will sigh from behind you as you went over your belongings one more time.

“I don’t like it.” Nico stated, “I want to protect you, you shouldn’t have to go in alone.” You turned around to see your boyfriends sitting together on an empty bunk bed. You walked forward and motioned them to scootch apart, worming yourself between them. You softly grabbed both their hands, squeezing them softly. Nico leaned his head on your shoulder.

“It’s not like we have much of a choice. It’s either going alone, or most definitely get you two mortally wounded, if not outright killed.” “But what if you get hurt?” Will whispered, “What if I am not there to help you?” “You will be, after all,” you looked at Will, meeting his eyes, “You taught me how to do first aid, don’t tell me you’re doubting your skills as a mentor?” Will grimaced as his gaze softened.

“We will still be worried about you, love.” Will slowly moved towards you and gave you a careful kiss, “and we’ll miss you.”

“I will miss you both.” you sighed, “I think that might be the worst part.” You felt Nico snuggle into your neck, “Just promise me you’ll wait at camp for me?” “I guess,” Nico mumbled, “But if I catch any wind of you being in danger I don’t think Will would stop me.” Will nodded his head in agreement. “Nico!” you paused, “Gods I love you both Will, please make sure Nico won’t do anything stupid,” Will hummed in agreement, as Nico protested with a weak ‘Hey!’ “Oh and Nico, please make sure Will doesn’t do anything either-” Now it was time for Will to feign hurt.

“Why is he not allowed to do anything stupid, and I am not allowed to do anything?” Will put a hand over his heart.

“Love, I think you’ll be too busy looking after Nico.” you shrugged, “and the last time we let you do stuff you somehow came back with six cats to take care of so,”

Will sighed as he went back to leaning on you, “I am going to miss you,” he pressed a kiss on your shoulder.

“I’ll miss you too, but if all goes according to plan I will be back in a fortnight!” you promised your boyfriends.

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The next day you were off, leaving behind two worried boyfriends. With a positive attitude, and your sword on your side, you were sure this would all be a piece of cake. However, the first obstacle was already in your way after only a few hours of traveling.

You sighed as you checked the map. The first part of the quest was to find the right material to repair the shrine, and sadly the Home Depot you went to was all out of it, so the first ‘easy’ part was getting harder with the second. What should you do, rent an Uber to bring you to the next closest Home Depot (you did not have that much money on you), ask the Gray Sisters to do it instead (that would be a near death experience) or try stealing some from a museum? The last one might not be the smartest, but then why would there be a museum right next to the Home Depot?

On your way you went.

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The sun was setting and it had been a few days since you left. Nico and Will sat together as they looked out over the strawberry fields, definitely not in case you were going to suddenly show up from outside the border.

“I miss them.” Nico sighed, “But they will be okay, right?” “I hope so,” Will leaned his head on Nico’s shoulder, “What do you think they ate for dinner?” Will felt Nico sink down a little. “I don’t know, what if they didn’t have any?” Nico tensed a little, “What if they are stuck in a hole right now, desperately trying to get out?” Will huffed. “Do you think they drank enough water?” Will asked and Nico made a non committal noise, and Will sensed his worry, “What if they found a new kind of demigod and became ambassador for their godly parent there without telling us?” “What do you-” Nico gasped, “Hey! It would have been dangerous to introduce Camp Half-Blood to Camp Jupiter at the time!” Nico protested, roughly sitting up. Will swiftly followed his movement. Nico glared at Will, “I am seriously worried about them, okay?”

“I know, Nico, my sunshine,” Will smiled, “But what if they get accused of kidnapping their parent and become a wanted criminal throughout the entire states?” Nico’s glare faltered. “I think it’s more likely that they lose their memory,” Nico hesitated, “to get raised by wolves for a bit, before they arrive at Camp Jupiter. At least then we will find them again.” Will softly cupped Nico’s cheek with his hand

“They will come back to us,” Will kissed Nico, “We just need to trust them.”

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Nico paled when he realized where you were. He had heard the story of Em’s emporium from Percy and Annabeth. Why were you here?

“Stupid cyclops with it’s stupid hands and fucking-” you walked into frame. Nico tried to move closer, but he noticed he was stuck. Stuck as a statue. “Take a breath (Y/n),” you looked around, “Improvise, adapt, overcome. There must be statues around here somewhere, it won’t be as fancy but it will be enough.”

You walked up to Nico, staring directly into his eyes.

“This one should do.” You brazed yourself, and pushed him to the ground.

Nico woke up in a cold sweat, shaking. Why were you in his dreams- his nightmares? You seemed to be alright, but he knew this was not part of the discussed plan- you were in danger- what if-

Nico started to sit up, only to feel his hand press into another body.

“Ouch-,” Will groaned as Nico recoiled, “Love?” Nico rested his back against the wall, counting the timing of his breaths- in for four, hold for five and out- in, hold out.

“Nico?” Will entered his vision, “Nightmare?” Nico nodded, reminding himself that you were alright even if you were in his dreams. Will positioned himself next to Nico, not touching him, but he could feel the bed shift. Will recounted a few times where Nico had nightmares, and he fell into a routine the three of you had set up.

“Do you want to talk, or for me to try to guess what it is?” Will asked and Nico nodded, “Talk?” Nico shook his head.

“About down there?” Will asked, Nico signaled ‘no’, “Your past?” Nico shook his head again, “I don’t know uhm,” Will felt Nico nudge his hand, and he carefully grabbed it, “Can you help me out, love?” Nico licked his lips.

“(Y/n),” his breath hitched. Will squeezed his hand as he tensed. “Are they alright?” he whispered, and Nico softly nodded, “But you’re scared because they’re in your dreams?” and Nico nodded again, leaning against Will now. Will engulfed his boyfriend in his arms. Will softly rubbed Nico’s back. “It’s okay to be scared,” Will whispered, “I am too,” and Will realized he could no longer promise Nico that you would be alright. He just hoped you would be.

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After the last nightmare, the nights became restless. If the planning would have been right, you should have been back two days ago but you were not. Nico was scared that the next time he would dream it would be about your dead body, and he continuously attempted to sense your soul. You were getting further away, but you were not dead.

Yet.

He hadn’t had a new dream about you, and Will got permission form Chiron to stay over most nights. Together they talked, but whenever the topic turned to you the conversation quickly quieted, both of the boys in their own worlds of worry. At some point, Will had put on your favorite movie, putting out the snacks you normally ate. But, the gummy worms went untouched, and as Nico hugged Beanjamin close -his weighted goose plushie - he slowly dozed off.

Will was worried. He noticed the growing bags under Nico’s eyes, but how could he help? Austin nowadays reassured him multiple times a day that you would be back any moment now, but would you? Will didn’t blame his boyfriend for having a nightmare about you, however Nico and nightmares were never a good sign. What if it just meant you were gone?

As Will leaned closer, he could already hear Nico whimper from another nightmare.

Oh no.

Nico turned around, suddenly face to face with his lover. You looked beaten, but not injured. Dirt stains covered your clothes and face, and Nico tried to reach out to you, only to phase right through you.

“Why the fuck is this tunnel not ending yet!” You huffed, before sitting down on the floor and leaning against the wall, “This will be easy they said,” you mumbled, holding in a sob, “easy my fucking ass”

Nico stepped forward, “(Y/n), please” You closed your eyes in defeat. “keep going for me-” he begged you before the dream faded away.

Will hated how deep Nico could sleep when he was having nightmares. Every time it felt like the dreams would suck Nico in, only letting him go when he had seen everything. “Nico please-” Will called out just as Nico shot up, hitting his head against Will’s head.

“Fuck!” both boys exclaimed.

“Sorry,” Will said after a moment, “I should not have been hovering above you, I guess.”

“What are you sorry for?” Nico sighed, “It’s not like you could’ve known.” They both sat in silence, not looking at one another.

“I heard you say their name,” Will hesitated, “Are they alright?” Nico swallowed harshly. “They didn’t look injured-” Nico clenched his fists. “But?” Will prompted. “Something must be wrong.” Nico sighed, “They were crying, something about a tunnel- I don’t-” Nico looked Will in the eye, “I think we should go.” “Okay, but we need to discuss it with Chiron, tomorrow.” Will said.

“But!” Nico shook his head, “I guess you are right, fuck.”

“I know, I am sorry.”

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The conversation with Chiron did not go well. Nico was seething, standing at the border of camp as Will held him tightly.

“They are hurt Will! I can’t just sit here and wait for them to die!”

“I promised them I wouldn’t let you do anything stupid!” Will tightened his grip, “I promised, Nico.”

“But what about protecting them?” Nico was no longer yelling, “What about loving them?” Will tensed and he wished to fucking scream at Nico. Instead, he decided to be the bigger person and he took a deep breath.

“I love them and I love you.” a pause, “and I cannot stand that you are making me choose.” Will felt his shirt slowly get damp. He hated it when Nico cried, but it was better than when he was angry. Will closed his eyes as he felt Nico’s arm sneak around his waist.

“I can’t lose them,” Nico mumbled, “I can’t lose you but-” he gasped for air, “I’m sorry, I’m terrified.” Will held his boyfriend in silence, pressing his lips to the top of Nico’s head, as he slowly let his own tears flow. The wind blew around them, leaves rustling as they both tried to calm down. Slowly their breaths synchronized.

And suddenly another pair of arms engulfed the two of them.

“What-” Will quickly pushed the third person away, as Nico stepped back. “Geez guys, I know that I haven’t showered yet but this is excessive-” “It’s you,” Nico’s voice quivered. “It’s me,” You smiled painfully, “I need to go to the infirmary-” you clutched your side, and before you could even move Will and Nico were at your side, holding you up, “Sorry I took so long.” “I love you, and would love to talk,” Will grimaced, “But my priority is healing you, my love.”

“Thank you.”

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Much to Will’s chagrin, Austin stood on taking care of your wounds as he was on shift. He had tried to object, but Austin was right that perhaps he was not in the most emotionally stable state to professionally assess the injuries you had sustained. So, Nico and him were just standing outside of the infirmary until you were properly patched up. Next to him, Nico had his eyes closed, and if Will didn’t know better he would think Nico was relaxing. However, Will did know better, and the creasing of Nico’s eyebrows worried him.

“How are they doing?” Will asked. Nico’s eyes sprung open, as he was surprised by the voice of his boyfriend. Nico had been concentrating on the feeling of your soul, which seemed too far away but so close. He had fully forgotten that Will was there with him, waiting on you too.

“Their souls wavers sometimes,” Nico let out a breath, “Which is normal for injured people, I guess.” Will nodded in response. He had to remind himself that Austin had as much skill as he had, and that you were not in any mortal danger when you arrived. You had to be fine, you would be fine.

These thoughts did not stop Will’s heart from stopping when Austin walked out, looking a little dejected. “How’s-” Will started. “They kept correcting me on what I was doing,” Austin laughed, “A bit embarrassing for me, but they are alright.”

“Thanks, can we go in?” Nico asked, ignoring Austin’s comment. Austin stepped aside, and Will and Nico made their way inside the infirmary.

As your boyfriends approached you, they saw the awful state you were in. Nico went to stand on the right side of the infirmary bed you were in, and Will on the left.Neither of your boyfriends dared to step closer, as you were barely sitting upright. Instead they each grabbed a chair and sat down within reach of you, wordlessly.

“Did you get any ambrosia yet? Nectar?” Will slowly moved closer as his stomach churned at the sight of your weakened state. You tried to shake your head, but quickly stopped as you closed your eyes in pain. “I am at my limit already, didn’t really have time to properly heal up on my way here.” your voice came out rough, but steady, “How are you two holding up? Missed me?” Nico’s gaze went from your face to your hand. It was wrapped in a bandage, much like the rest of your upper arm.

“We were worried about you, my love.” Nico heard Will speak as he softly grabbed the blanket instead of your hand. He didn’t want to accidentally hurt you, and your form seemed so bruised and broken. His ears still picked up Will, who was retelling all that happened since you were gone, but his brain did not process it. Instead, he feared that just being here was already weakening you. He knew his presence wouldn’t hurt but- but what if the essence of death brought you closer? What if he made his nightmares come true?

“... has been having dreams about you. That’s why we were at the border.” At the mention of his name, Nico looked up, releasing the deathgrip he had on the blanket.

“Oh?” you looked at the son of Hades, “all good dreams I hope?” Nico’s head stopped any thought it had when he looked into your eyes. Your shining, alive, eyes and your handsome face. “That doesn’t matter,” Nico muttered as he sat more upright, a feeling of ease coming over him, “Now that you’re back, it doesn’t matter.” Nico was never going to let you go alone again, as he promised himself to keep protecting you no matter what.

Will looked at his boyfriend, as he smiled. The past few weeks had been rough on them, even worse on you, but the three of you were finally together. You still looked tired, but less so after your talk. Will knew that he would need to wait until you were better and as Austin walked back into the infirmary he stood up.

“I think we should let (Y/n) rest, Nico.” he wanted to hold you in his arms until you fell asleep, but you needed uninterrupted sleep for now. Nico nodded as he too stood up. Tomorrow he would hold you, if you were better. He will wait until you are healed.

“Sleep well. Love you.” Will said as he waited for Nico to be at his side. “Love you, (Y/n). See you later.” Nico had a ghost of a smile on his face.

You carefully laid down, before saying a final ‘I love you’ to your boyfriends, as you could finally relax.

But just before your boyfriends went away there was one more promise to be made to them.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” Will knew that he and Nico would wait forever for them, if they needed it to heal. He didn’t know when this journey would end, but he would walk besides you and Nico, hand in hand. Nico knew he couldn’t promise you a kind road, or a fair sky, but he knew that he would protect you and besides you in any way he can.

“We will,” Will promised, a promise he can keep.

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camoflash004 · 7 months

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Gem crop top from the Sims 4 Carneval streetwear kit

A Top from the Sims 4 carneval streetwear kit convertet for the Sims 3.

Two recolorble channels (gems arent recolourble)

eight presets with different gem patterns

Unisex

Teen-Adult

Pregnancy morph for adults

Everday and Formalwear categorys

Issues

I couldt fix the seams on Teen Females

It may have clipping issues with some body types

Enjoy

#ts3cc #ts4 to ts3 #conversion #sims 3 cc #ts3 teen clothing #Sims 4 carneval streetwear #Sims 3 conversion #Sims carneval #Femminime_Man #genderneutral

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femur-bandit · 2 years

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icupangels · 1 year

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hihi! I was wondering, would you do headcannons? If no, you can completely ignore this haha! But if yes could you do some platonic Groupchat(or just isaac if you want) x a 5'2 reader? And like how they might act bc of their height? They/them pronouns please! And tysm!

Hiii helloo!! So so sorry for the long wait! i appreciate the request and of course! i love headcanons <33 unfortunately i couldn't think of any headcanons for Yumi :( so i apologize :( but without any further ado!

The GroupChat X Gender-Natural Reader

Height Difference Platonic Headcanons

🎧 IsaacWhy

~ For sure teases you for being shorter than him, he would literally rest his arms on top of your head

~ Would probably push you around playfully which you would join in and soon would just turn into a war until one of you broke something

~ If you guys ever went anywhere and you needed to see but couldn't due to your height he would totally help out by putting you on his shoulders

~ Would then probably scare you by saying hes gonna drop you or fall

~ gives you and Larry piggyback rides

🎧 SoftWilly

~ Wouldn't tease you as much as Isaac But there would be a sprinkle of teasing

~ Similar to Isaac if you were to work out with him you would probably be used as weights for him to pick up for shits and giggle

~ He may rest his head on your head while resting his arms on your shoulder

~ would get forehead shots of you randomly and call you adorable/p

~you would probably be able to talk him into matching costumes/cosplays that have some kind of height difference

🎧 Grunk

~ Best Buds for sure

~ would probably intertwine arms and skip around together

~ Might have a few playful arguments about whos taller if youre really close in height

~ "I'm literally taller than you"

~ " WHAT,, STOP THE CA-"

~ *cut off by laughter*

🎧 BigT

~ much similar to Isaac he would definitely be a tease and play fight with you

~ They would probably team up on you too

~ Definitely would take those weird forehead pics of you and post them up (with permission of course)

~ Would definitely say some corny jokes

~ "hows the weather down there?"

~ "pretty nice, hows the weather up there hm?"

~ sometimes might pick you up and cradle you

~ if yall were to go grocery shopping he wouldn't mind pushing you around if you were to jump in the shopping cart, if anything he might accidentally crash while youre in the cart

🎧 LarryCroft

~ literally not that different from each others height so if he teased you it literally just sticks back to him

~ "imagine being short💀"

~ ".. we're basically the same height"

~ "bruh"

~ short royalties 🙏‼️

~ Back to Softwilly, you guys could both be used as his weights

~Larry on Nicks left arm and you on his right 💀

~then would probably proceeded to maybe bust ur ass

~ If yall ever played Hide and Seek with the GroupChat for fun you guys would probably accidentally pick the same place because its somewhere only you guys could fit due to your guys height

#isaacwhy #softwilly #BigT #Yumi #larrycroft #grunkkk #the groupchat #x reader #headcanons #grouptwt #genderneutral #gender neautral reader #faceless youtuber #x reader fanfiction

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friendly-reject · 1 year

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Im just picky at this point lmao

I'm so done with seeing the writing style of

"You asshole, suck a dick." (Aka coloured speech/People speaking is coloured) AND Y/N IS ALWAYS PINK, and it's just the whole fic in general, bc I mostly read Genderneutral stuff even tho my bio says Genderfluid. It's like people hate not having a feminine coded reader, like we get it that's your main style of writing but like drop a hint? Just add a little side note that it's "Feminine coded", and I'm not saying pink is a feminine colour because like be fr it's a colour people :/, but it's how people write the reader ex. 'Y/n applied their glittery lip gloss and popped her pink lips' "Mmm strawberry" and than having the audacity to say that the fic is actually Genderneutral, when THEY LITERALLY USED 'HER', especially cause there are all different kinds of Genderneutral people, some masculine, some feminine all valid. But just a little side note would be nice yk. -_-

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ipso-faculty · 4 months

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Interneutral flag

I just realized there isn't a flag for interneutral (aka interneu) gender expression, so have created this one following the scheme created by @momma-mogai-sphinx (now @mogaimom) for the other intersex-specific gender expressions and using green since it is the colour for gender-neutral.

Interneutral is a gender expression that is the combination of gender neutrality and being inter-expressive (i.e. a gender expression that is indicative & reflective of being intersex/intergender.)

#intersex #interneutral #interneu #gender neutral #genderneutral #intergender #interexpressive #inter-expressive #new flag #flag #actuallyintersex #actually intersex

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pfox-pfashion · 8 months

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Enjoyed the surprise complement of the rust socks against the green shirt 😏

Shirt: Kohl's

Pants: thrifted, tailored by me

Shoes: Johnston & Murphy

🦊🐝

#pfox #pfox pfashion #genderneutral #genderqueer #gender nonconforming #masculine nonbinary #masculine of center #nonbinary #agender #queer fashion #transmasculine #agenderootd #queer #nonbinary looks #palette #pfox pfav

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cabinofimagines · 2 years

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Communication is the key

Fella’s Fellow’s and Fellu’s, i fear that generally jealousy is kinda bad so this is in fact how to get over it

Pairing: Poly!Solangelo x reader, Nico di Angelo x reader x Will Solace Request: more poly nico x will x reader pls??? something with jealousy?? // Can I request a poly!solangelo x reader, where the reader is a mortal and they are super protective of them? Thank you so much, your writing is amazing!! Word count: 3.2k (oops) Warnings: jealousy, hurt/comfort

-Asnyox

A sigh escaped your lips when you noticed that your wristwatch was probably broken. You guessed it was the battery, however it had been holding up so well after Nico helped you fix it last time it stopped working. Hence, why you were looking for your boyfriend to help you. Admittedly, you were also looking for both of them as you hadn’t seen them properly in about a week and you missed them. You spotted your significant others holding hands and seemingly in their own world, as your heart clenched with longing to be between them again. As you looked at the wristwatch in your hands, you noticed they had been shaking and you took a deep breath - hoping to not have an emotional breakdown from yearning for some affection.

You approached your lovers slowly, and as you got there they barely seemed to pay you any mind. “Hey!” you smiled, and after a second both your boyfriends looked at you, smiling back. “Hey! What’s up?” Will asked and you noticed your eyes drifting down towards their hands. Priorities, (Y/n), hand holding is fun but you are on a mission. “Eh, could you guys maybe help me for a second? I think my wristwatch is broken and-” Will sucked some air through his teeth, you already felt the let down coming. “Sorry, Nico and I were just going to go to the lake.” Nico nodded along, but he noticed your dejected face. “You can join us though, if you want?” he shrugged, “I can help you fix it tomorrow?” for some reason you suddenly felt tired, as the disappointment took place in your mind. Your brain was still on the mission of fixing the wristwatch- and although you badly wanted to spend time with your boyfriends you shook your head.

“Uh, I will just ask Leo or something for help,” you tried to genuinely smile, but you felt it was forced for yourself, “Have fun at the lake!” you turned around, heading towards the Hephaestus cabin.

As you left, your boyfriends watched your disappearing form. “Do you think they’re alright? They looked pretty sad.” Will asked, squeezing his boyfriend's hand. Nico quickly glanced at Will. “They did really like that wristwatch, even if it keeps breaking,” Nico’s eyes fell to the ground for a second, “might be why they’re sad?” he offered and Will nodded, both unaware of your inner turmoil.

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You had found Leo, after asking his siblings, in Bunker Nine. You could’ve asked any Hephaestus kid for help, but you wanted to talk to a friend right about now, still feeling dejected by the rejection of your boyfriends. Leo had shot you one look after you asked to fix your wristwatch, after which he took it from your hands, put it down beside him, and looked back into your eyes.

“Now tell me what else is wrong?” Leo rarely got serious, but he had sensed you were sad and this was his top priority now. You shook your head and looked away, unable to lie to your friend while looking him in the eye. “Nothing, Leo.” Leo tilted his head as he cupped your cheek to make you look him in the eye. “Try again, (Y/n).” You couldn’t deny him as you looked in his eyes and your body sagged. “I miss my boyfriends,” you felt the emotions flow in as you voiced your thoughts, “I miss them, and I asked them for help because I just want to spend some time with them but every time in the past week I have just been denied- or too busy or they were busy and-” You took a deep breath, trying to suppress your tears, “and it makes me think that maybe I should try something else. I know they love me, but if they don’t have time for me or- or don’t need me as I need them?” You focused your gaze back onto Leo, who seemed to be thinking, “I’m sorry,” you whispered, unmoving. Leo quickly shook his head.

“Don’t be sorry, these are all valid feelings, and honestly,” Leo let go of your face as he sat up, “I think your boyfriends should get a taste of their own medicine.” Leo saw the doubt in your eyes and smiled at you reassuringly, “Let me take care of you, this once, okay (Y/n)?”

And thus Leo’s plan was born- he had decided that instead of letting you focus on your lovers, Leo would distract you every minute of the day until you felt better and no longer needed to depend on your boyfriends for affection. This did not go unnoticed by said boyfriends- because it included Leo whipping you away every time you started a conversation with them. This part of the plan Leo hadn’t told you, but he wanted to make your boyfriends pay for getting you this upset. Your boyfriends however did not like this new development, but as the week progressed there was little they could do except rant towards one another. They decided though, that at the coming movie night at the Big House they would steal you away, and not let go of you for a week.

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You were excited for the movie night. In the past week Leo had made sure that you were distracted and cheered up after missing your boyfriends for so long. He also taught you how to fix your wristwatch, and you were happy it was working again. You had just sat down in your circle of friends, as Leo immediately climbed on top of you.

“Leo, what the actual fuck,” you asked your friend nicely as he shrugged and leaned against you, forcing you to put your full weight against the cushions behind you.

“I was just feeling like cuddles.” he stated and he shifted his weight, getting comfortable on your lap, “and you own me, for yesterday.”

You sighed as you put your arms around his waist, making yourself more comfortable holding him.

“And the payment has to be now?” you asked the Latino sitting on your lap.

“No, but it’s also payback to your boyfriends.” you could hear the smile in his voice, “because you were not happy that they left you to fix your wristwatch by yourself.”

“Am I not the one who should make them pay though?” you asked and Leo laughed.

“Oh you are making them pay.”

As you continued the conversation you were holding with Leo, him leaning more and more into you as you talked, you didn’t really notice your boyfriends walking in. They had wanted to spend some time close to you, for real this time, and as their gazes fell on your position - or rather, Leo’s position on top of you, they quickly glanced at each other. “Are you seeing this?” Will exclaimed not so loudly at Nico, as Nico tightened his grip on Will’s hand. Nico was not used to this feeling- but he felt a gnarly anger inside him, and as Will saw Nico’s angry expression he panicked. Will quickly grabbed his lover’s face and pressed a kiss on his lips, leaving Nico bewildered and angry, but at least no longer in danger of summoning skeletons.

“Nico, my sunshine,” Will looked at his boyfriend's lips, and then at his eyes, “I need you to calm down a little.” Nico took a deep breath, but his heart wouldn’t stop beating and as your laughter mixed with Leo’s rang through the room he felt an angry chill go up his spine. What was Leo doing on your lap? Why can’t Nico remember your smile now? Why, why, why-

“Nico!” Will loudly scolded him, which silenced the room. You slightly pushed Leo out of the way to see your boyfriends, but as you did so you felt a restraint on your ankles, and as you looked at them you saw skeletal hands wrapped around them. You gasped as you loosened yourself, quickly removing Leo from your lap and standing up. As you came closer Nico looked at you, scared, as he turned away and walked out. You reached Will before he could follow and tried to grab his hand, only for him to move it away and glare at you.

“What happened?” you asked, seeking for an answer in your lover’s eyes. But they only held anger as you shrunk under his gaze.

“Don’t bother.” Will snarled, as he felt angry at himself for letting Nico get like this - angry at you for being the cause of this. You stepped back at the heat of his glare, before trying to step past him, but Will stopped you.

“I just want to help-” you try to move, but Will pushes you back, making you stumble.

“You have done enough, (Y/n). I don’t think Nico needs you right now.” Will turns around and walks away as you feel your heart shatter. Feeling the tension in the room behind you, you slightly turn to face them, looking to the ground.

“I, uh-” you feel yourself choke a little as your heart beats harder, “I’m just going to bed, sorry.”

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Will sighed as he woke up, his sleepy bless almost immediately interrupted by the reminder of last night. He pressed a kiss on the top of Nico’s head, as he stroked his boyfriend's hair. He felt a gnawing feeling when he thought back at the night before, seeing your downstruck face in front of him before he walked away. He had just been so angry at everything- but he hated that he left it at that. Unconsciously he tightened his grip on his boyfriend, awakening the son of Hades.

“Will…?” he heard his boyfriend mumble softly, and as he let go he was faced with a sleepy face.

“Hey sunshine, how are you feeling?” Will asked, softly smiling as he stroked Nico’s hair. Nico grunted in response, nuzzling his face into Will’s shoulder.

“Where’s (Y/n)?” Nico whispered as he pressed his face further into Will, “Didn’t they follow us?” Will stilled his movements as he closed his eyes.

“I,” he hesitated, but he knew that he had to face the music today anyways, “I told them to leave us alone,” Will pressed himself closer to Nico, a feeling of guilt settling in his stomach.

“Angry too, huh.” Nico sighed, feeling his heart clench at the thought of you being gone, “We should talk it out.” he whispered and he felt Will nod.

They arrived at the dining pavilion holding hands, and as they looked around for you, Leo approached them. The latino was nervous, but he knew that he had to clarify - or make things right for your sake. Sure, Leo was aware that he had been pushing your boyfriends to try to get them to spend more time with you, but this backfired harshly and he felt guilty about being the reason for tension in your relationship.

Nico turned and glared at him, and Leo rather wanted to run than to move forward, but he took a deep breath as he stepped closer.

“What do you want, Valdez?” Nico had to remind himself to breathe, and that he was there to make it up to you not to kill Leo for being too close with you.

“I want to,” Leo gulped, “... apologize for yesterday.” he paused and his shoulders sagged, “and the past week? I think… I can explain.” Will notioned for him to go on, still hoping to catch a glimpse of you in the pavilion.

“Okay so, it started when you guys wouldn’t help (Y/n) fix their wristwatch.” after Leo saw recognition pass over their faces he continued, “they mentioned feeling a bit left out? and upset because they hadn’t gotten proper time with either of you in a bit and I, uh,” Leo wringed his hands as he looked downwards, “I took it upon myself to try to cheer them up,” he looked up again, carefully meeting the gazes of your boyfriends, “and to try to keep them from you so you wouldn’t take their time for granted so much?” He quickly finished his sentence. As he was met with silence, Leo felt that he needed to explain more, a nervous stutter in his chest as he scrambled for words.

“It’s just- you guys can be angry, okay, however your anger should be towards me not (Y/n), because they had nothing to do with this. However, you also need to realize that you have not been great boyfriends towards them- because I don’t know what you did but they were positively upset about it. And as (Y/n)’s friend it is my responsibility to make sure they get treated right. I was not letting you guys go on without getting paid back while I was cheering (Y/n) up.” Leo looked at both Nico and Will as they exchanged a glance.

Will sighed, “We have fucked up- but we want to talk it out with (Y/n),” Will looked around the dining pavilion once more, “Do you have any clue where they are?” he hopefully looked at Leo, who seemed to be searching for something on their faces.

“Are you still angry?” Leo carefully asked and both Nico and Will shook their heads, “Alright, come with me, I guess.”

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When Leo woke you up this morning in bunker nine, he only had to look you in the eyes to know that you would not get breakfast right now. He could see the traces of last night’s tears, and as he made up his mind to fix this, you just turned to face the wall again. This was great, you only wanted to spend time with your boyfriends and now they will probably break up with you, just great. You felt tears swell up again as you thought about how to never see them at camp again after you were over.

You had not been aware of how much time had passed, nor did you really care. Leo was probably back from breakfast, and the worst case scenario you could come up with was him trying to feed you something now. You were sure with all the sorrow in your chest, you would not be able to swallow a singular bite.

“(Y/n)?” as you heard Nico’s voice you realized that there was an even worse scenario than Leo forcing you to have breakfast. Your eyes widened, as you curled more into yourself. Why were they here? You weren’t ready for this to end yet, “Leo let us in, could you please look at us?” Nico whispered and as much as you did not want to face them, you could not deny your boyfriend his request. As you sat up your body ached from laying on a couch for the whole night.

Nico’s eyes widened when you turned around, as he saw how badly you were doing. He wouldn’t be surprised if you had not slept at all last night. He quietly moved to sit next to you, carefully grabbing your hand. You didn’t move away from his grip, but you refused to look up from the floor. Will mirrored Nico’s movements on the other side of you.

“Where’s Leo?” your voice came out more softly than you had wanted it to, but you didn’t have the energy to care. “He has gone back to have breakfast, to give us some time alone,” Will said as he squeezed your hand, “We need to talk, I think.” you felt your throat close at those words, but you still nodded. Silence engulfed the three of you, either person afraid to break the fragile calmness that was surrounding you.

“Yesterday,” Nico’s voice cut through the silence, “I was jealous of you being so close with Leo.” The statement sounded cold, but you noticed the care Nico took choosing every word, “It was not only from yesterday though, I hadn’t seen you for too long and-” his breath shuddered, as he looked at you. You only looked forward, unwilling to look at either of your lovers, “and I missed you, I thought of losing you and I am sorry for losing my cool.” his eyes searched the profile of your face, finding nothing but the remnants of pain from yesterday.

You took a deep breath, and slowly opened your mouth, feeling as if you had not had a drink in days. “I had not seen you two for weeks properly and I missed you two a lot, and then-” old emotions bubbled up as you hiccupped, “I asked for help because I needed to spend time with you but you two are always together and sometimes it just feels like you don’t even miss me when I am not around and-” you removed your hands from theirs as you curled into yourself, “and if you guys don’t-” you didn’t want to say it, you didn’t “if you guys don’t, just tell me- I-” a hiccup disrupted your sentence as you felt a pair of hands on your back, and you were engulfed in a hug from both sides. Will slowly moved to press your head towards his chest.

“We do miss you- a lot, but when we’re together we always talk about having you there, so we don’t notice it,” Will whispered, “because when we are together, we imagine you with us and-” Will closed his eyes, “I am sorry, so sorry about yesterday- about pushing you- Nico was hurting and it got me angry, but not at you I promise.” he pressed a kiss on your head, as Nico laid his head on your shoulder, “I promise that I love you and I cannot see the world without you there, with us. I will never hurt you again, I will try at least. Can you forgive me?” Your breath shook as you smiled a little through your tears and nodded carefully.

As you slowly broke the hug, you noticed that both of your lovers had also been crying.

“We’re a mess, huh,” you whispered and Will laughed silently. Nico just cupped your face, and pressed a kiss on your forehead, after which he pressed a kiss on Will’s hand.

“We really should communicate more,” Will said, as he rubbed his thumb over Nico’s hand, “A relationship with two people is already hard enough, but we are with three so,” you licked your lips as you nodded in agreement. You held up your hand, with its pinkie out.

“Let’s promise that from now on- instead of bottling things up we will try to communicate?” Nico smiled as he interlocked his pinkie with yours. Will joined in and as you shook pinkies a pact was born.

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camoflash004 · 9 months

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Eco Livestyle "Hipster Pants"

Pants from the Sims 4 Eco Livestyle convertet for the Sims 3.

They are Unisex for Teen-Adult and for Everday and Outdoorwear categorys. They also have Pregnancy Morphs for adults.

They have three Recolour channels and three presets.

Enjoy

@xto3conversionsfinds

#ts3 cc #sims 3 cc #ts3cc #conversion #ts4 to ts3 #sims 3 conversion #ts3 conversion #Sims 4 to Sims 3 #ts4 eco lifestyle #Unisex #Genderneutral #ts3 teen clothing

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alias-sam · 5 months

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Pierced by a Golden Soul JJBA x reader fic Masterlist

Finally decided to crosspost a fic on here, we'll see how it goes!

The full fic is already finished and posted to Wattpad

Summary: Fate is a bizarre concept with countless more bizarre implications. In life sometimes such extraordinary events happen that the only reasoning left must be fate. The tragedies that constantly befall the Joestar bloodline for example may be the unluckiest series of cards drawn in human history, or perhaps the work of a greater power. There is no way to tell for sure. Had Dio Brando or Jonathan Joestar moved slightly on a divergent path the world itself would be left very different. The fate or luck of the noble Joestar bloodline has led to destruction of evil likes of the Pillar Men and DIO. This story is of a similar caliber to that of the other Joestars (as I am sure you are familiar with them). This is a story of lost souls, compassion, hope, and above all fate.

A Normal Day in a Normal Life

2. A Less than Normal Day in the Life of a Stand User

3. High School Never Ends

4. Know Your Enemy Part 1

5. Know Your Enemy Part 2

6. Close Call

7. Getting Patched Up

8. Familiar Figure

9. Punching Can't Solve Every Problem

10. Elecrifying

11. Fiesta Time...?

12. Picture This

13. Video Killed the Radio Star

14. J-Jesus?

15. Jigsaw

16. Blueberry Blast

17. Alfred Hitchcock Can Bite Me

18. Sleepless Nights and Suspicious Minds

19. Bug Boy

20. Cum On

21. Feel the Noize

22. Quiet Riot Part 1

23. Quiet Riot Part 2

24. The Crushing Weight of Guilt

25. Under the Radar

26. Late Night People

27. Unexpected Accomplice

28. Close Encounter

29. Welcome to the Jungle

30. An Enemy's Offer

31. Cutthroat Company

32. Wide Awake

33. Pompous Pricks and Portals

34. Eavesdropping

35. Enemy Encounter

36. Mother Knows Best

37. Dodgeball is a Cruel and Unusual Punishment

38. Spot

39. (Don't Fear) the Reaper Part 1

40. (Don't Fear) the Reaper Part 2

41. (Don't Fear) the Reaper Part 3

42. Sleepover

43. Little High, Little Low

44. Stand Users Assemble

45. Blueberry Blast Strikes Again

46. Coming Through, Coming Through, Coming Through Now

47. Sethan

48. Coral Pink

49. Foggy

50. Bubblegum Bitch Part 1

51. Bubblegum Bitch Part 2

52. Bubblegum Bitch Part 3

53. Bubblegum Bitch Part 4

54. SPW Snooping

55. Enemy Ally

56. Child of Divorce

57. Mannesh Vita

58. Loli ho~ Part 1

59. Loli ho~ Part 2

60. Loli ho~ Part 3

61. Brioche

62. By No Means an Artist

63. Early Morning Excursion

64. Bite the Bullet

65. Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You)

66. Whipping Post

67. Julius Rossi is a Protective Brother

68. The First Cut is the Deepest

69. Put Out the Lights

70. Mourning

71. All Apologies

72. The Noiz Returns

73. Punching Can Solve Certain Problems

74. House of Memories

75. The Last Place Anybody Would Look

76. We Didn't Start the Fire

77. Seeing Double

78. Oblivion

79. Who Lives Who Dies

80. Justice

81. A Normal Day in the Life of a Stand User

<- To Be Continued

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kiragecko · 1 year

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Made this in 2021, while trying to figure out this gender thing everyone was talking about. Organizing things is very helpful to me.

GENDER DIMENSIONS:

A Model of Gender

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Let's talk about gender.

You might have heard the phrase 'gender is a construct.' Today, we're going to take that literally. We're going to construct gender from the ground up.

Starting with nothing. This black circle has nothing in it. Some people have no gender. This is one of the meanings of 'agender.' (We'll get into the other meaning of agender later.) Another term is 'gendernull.' When asked to describe their gender, these people might say 'it isn't there,' that 'there's an empty space where gender is supposed to be,' or that 'they don't have much of that.'

Now let's add something! We'll add a white circle, and connect it to the black circle with a line. This dimension adds a sense of gender. It is not a specific type, but it is there! One way to describe having a gender is to say that you're 'allogender.' Usually, it's assumed that you have a gender, so this term isn't super common.

In the model of gender we're using, there are no binaries. (Okay, there is, but it's only there for a bit.) Gender doesn't have to be just there or not. People can have partial senses of gender. These are represented by the line in between our two circles.

The most common term for a partial sense of gender is 'demigender.' Any gender that isn't complete, but is there, can be considered a demigender.

Gender also doesn't need to be static in this model. It can fluctuate.

The term for a sense of gender that gets weaker and stronger is 'genderflux.' Some people go from no sense of gender, to full gender. Others fluctuate through a smaller part of the spectrum - agender to demigender, demigender to allogender, etc.

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Now lets add some of the genders that people can experience! For many people, their sense of gender is more specific then 'it exists/it doesn't exist'. The way of dividing up the 'it exists' area most familiar to Eurocentric cultures is into 'man' and 'woman.' This is called the 'gender binary'. (Told you we'd have a binary for a bit!) So we'll start by separating the gender circle into two circles - one with an arrow for 'man', and one with a cross for 'woman.'

You'll notice that we're adding here, not replacing. Man and woman are types of allogenders. All the previous things we discussed about sense of gender apply to them. Someone can be partially a man, mostly agender but slightly a woman, etc.

Western culture combines a lot of elements into the concepts 'male' and 'female.' These elements can be divided into some major categories, and are usually referred to as 'masculinity' and 'femininity'. Here are some things stereotypically associated with gender:

Biological Sex - what chromosomes you have. Also frequently applied to what your genitals look like, whether you have breasts, and things like facial hair.

Sexual Orientation - if you like boys, you must be a girl! If you're not attracted to breasts, you're not a real man! Drooling over a hunky actor is the sign that you're a woman instead of a girl! Men are expected to be attracted to women, and women to men.

Gender presentation - how deep is your voice? How long is your hair? How do move your hands while talking? How much space do you take up on the bus? How you look and take up space are expected to be tied to concepts of gender.

Gender dynamics - Women should support and nurture men. Men are expected to take the lead in mixed-gender conversations. Women are expected to share emotions with each other, while men should only talk about them with their wife. Expectations about how we act around our own and other genders are baked into concepts of gender.

Gender roles - Men should be in positions of authority. Women should do the household work. Men should be strong and successful. Women should be sexy. Gender comes with assumed responsibilities and limitations.

Gender identity - how you see and define yourself. For some people, this is mainly defined by the other elements. For others, it's an innate, separate sense.

This model is mostly about 'gender identity.' ('Orientation' comes up briefly in the discussion of 'xenogenders.') But all of the other elements can, and usually do, affect our sense of identity.

For some people, western concepts of gender have been imposed on their culture, and their relationship with western white culture affects their identity. If gender roles, dynamics, and presentation are different enough between cultures, they may become alienated from the western framework. Or they may have concepts of identity that don't exist in western cultures, and divide their models in very different ways than white people do.

For other people, one or more of the other gender elements are so uncomfortable that they struggle to, or can't, accept the identity that is usually combined with it. Maybe the gender roles they're expected to fit into feel painful. Maybe they can not understand gender dynamics and are frequently reprimanded. Maybe the rules of gender presentation are so stifling that they start to hate the identity itself.

Some people are able to reject these elements and keep their attachment to their gender. Other people find it easier to find a new gender identity, than to untangle the relationships between elements. They may talk about being 'male' but not 'masculine.' Or they may embrace 'femininity' but not consider themselves 'female.'

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You may have noticed that the agender, man, and woman symbols could form a triangle. Let's fill in the last line. Just like a person can be any place between a full gender and no gender, they can also be any place between genders.

Note: Some people do not have completely male or female biological sex. These people are 'intersex,' which is a biological sex, not a gender identity. An intersex person can have any gender. However, some choose identities that relate to being intersex and are between male and female, like 'intergender' or 'duogender.'

Some people feel like they have an identity between man and woman. These people are usually grouped under the 'androgynous' umbrella. (Androgynous can also be used to describe ways of dressing, acting, and presenting oneself. We won't be talking about those meanings here.)

Some androgynous people feel they have a mix or combination of masculinity and femininity/male and female. Others feel that they are something that is between male and female, related to both but not part of them.

Androgyne,' 'midgender,' and 'intergender' (though some intersex people feel this term should not be used by non-intersex people) are all terms that androgynous people might identify with. 'Epicene' is also a term some people use for their gender, meaning it is neutral between male and female. Epicene has multiple, sometimes conflicting, meanings outside of gender, and these can make its use ambiguous.

Like male and female, these genders can fluctuate, and 'demiandrogyne,' etc. exist.

Similarly to how gender can fluctuate, it can also flow. 'Genderfluid' is a term for people whose sense of gender can change between genders. It change change slowly - over weeks or even months; or quickly - multiple times a day. The change can feel subtle or obvious. Someone can change only between closely related genders, or between very different ones. They can have two distinct states, experience the whole spectrum between two end points, or have multiple distinct genders. Someone whose gender both fluctuates in strength and flows between genders may consider themself simply 'genderfluid' or choose 'fluidflux' as a label.

The genders experienced do not have to be equal. Someone can be one gender the majority of the time, and only experience occasional and short term changes. Or they can identify with one of their genders more than the others.

Another dimension we can now bring in is multiple genders.

We got close when we discussed genderflux identities. They involve different strengths of gender over time. Some genderflux people consider themselves to be multigender - the different strengths feel like separate genders, and they experience them separately. Other genderflux people may feel their experience of gender varies, but is not separate genders. Genderfluid people have a similarly varied experience.

People can also experience multiple genders at the same time. 'Bigender' people experience 2 genders (either at the same time, or fluidly.) If someone experiences more, they can swap out the 'bi-' for other number prefixes - 'tri-' for 3, 'quad' for 4, etc. - or use 'polygender' or 'multigender.' Some people feel like they experience every gender in existence, and may call themselves 'pangender.'

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So, we've covered gender as it relates to the western binary concept. People can be male, female, both, lack gender entirely, or any combination thereof. If you're ready, I'd like to add another gender (and a new circle, this time with a line that ends in a triangle) and get into the FUN stuff!

Note: Because we started our exploration with a complete lack of gender, rather than the traditional gender binary, there hasn't been an obvious place to insert the idea of being 'nonbinary.' That's because nonbinary means ANYTHING other than men and women. Agender people are nonbinary. Androgynous people are nonbinary. People who are extremely close to a man or a woman, but aren't quite one, are usually nonbinary. (Some may feel they are binary, despite the separation.) And people who experience this next dimension of gender are definitely nonbinary!

Not everyone sees their gender as something related to male and female. They have a gender separate from those.

Perhaps they have a sense that there have always been (at least) three genders, and for some reason this isn't common knowledge. Or they may feel they have a new gender that needs to be added to the model. They may struggle to describe their identity as anything other than 'not male or female,' or they may feel very secure in who and what they are.

We still don't have an agreed upon term for this sense of unrelated gender. An old term was '3rd gender,' but it was used in a LOT of really racist ways, and covered a much larger area of gender experience than I'm focused on at the moment. We generally avoid it these days. 'Aporagender,' 'aliagender,' 'abinary,' 'othergender,' and 'outherine' are all possible modern terms.

No matter the name, abinary genders are pretty similar to any other gender. They can be in flux, be fluid, be partial, or be mixed with other genders.

We started with 'agender,' and now is a good time to go back to it.

Looking at our diagram, you'll see a space between female, abinary, and male. Imagine being perfectly in the centre, not pulled in any direction. You have a gender, but it's undefined, has nothing specific, it's... 'neutral.'

Genderneutral' people have a gender, and that's about all they can say about their identity. Their gender is a blank piece of paper, with nothing written on it. This experience has a lot of overlap with being 'gendernull,' and the two sets of identities are often grouped together as being 'agender.' We're going to show it on our diagram as a circle with a diagonal line through it - a 'not' sign.

Not everyone distinguishes between these different agender experiences. Most terms for specific identities can be used for either.

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We have one final dimension in this model, and it's a big one!

Not everyone who experiences gender can describe it using gender concepts. Some gender isn't related to femininity or masculinity. It isn't a lack, a neutral feeling, or even a separate and distinct gendered feeling. Some people can only express their gender by relating it to non-gender concepts.

We use the term 'xenogender' to describe genders that incorporate non-gender elements. We'll show this dimension on our model as a purple star, instead of a circle, with a cross under it.

Some xenogenders can be grouped into larger categories, and we'll discuss some of those below.

Neurodivergence and mental illness can strongly affect how people experience the world. Some people feel their gender can not be disconnected from their brain make up. These genders are called 'neurogenders.'

For example:

Some autistic people struggle with social cues, and are unable to predict how a man or a woman will be expected to act in any given situation. They can grow up feeling very disconnected from gender, to the point that they may only identify as autistic, or consider their gender undefinable without also talking about their autism. A term they can use for themself is 'autigender.'

Some people dealing with PTSD feel that their gender was 'cut away' or damaged by the trauma they experienced. They might use the term 'caedogender' to describe their disconnected sense of gender.

Sexual and romantic orientation are related to gender in complex ways. Some people find that they cannot describe their gender without reference to their orientation. These are called 'orientationgenders.'

Someone who loves women, considers themself a butch lesbian, and has a complicated relationship with womanhood might call themself 'butchgender' or just 'butch.'

Someone who experiences no sexual attraction, and feels disconnected from a gender because of the sexual expectations people have of that gender, or the difficulty navigating gender roles without any interest in having a partner, may use the term 'acegender.'

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Some people feel their gender can only be described as an experience, or as similar to something else. These are called 'aesthetigenders' or 'noungenders.'

For example:

A person whose experience with gender feels like that of an alien interacting with something they don't understand might say that they're an 'alien' or 'aliengender.'

A person whose gender feels like energy, always shifting and moving, components understood and the whole hard to pin down, might describe it as 'energender.'

Someone who's spent years unable to describe themself, heard a certain song, and realized it encapsulated their experience perfectly, might use the name of the song to describe how their gender feels.

And that's our model!

Gender identity can be lacking, neutral, male, female, something else, or only able to be described in relation to a non-gender concept.

It can fluctuate in strength, flow between identities, or exist in multiple states at once.

It is related to, but not the same as, gender roles, dynamics, presentation, and orientation. It is also related to, but not the same as, biological sex. Maybe this discussion helped you find some structure in the mess that is gender. If it did, that's great! if not, that's fine too.

I'm not trying to say this is THE model of gender, or even that it is MY model. I created it as a way of synthesizing a lot of data that was hard for me to visualize and understand. I'm still working out my own point of view.

But if it makes things clearer for even one person, that would be wonderful. And if you have any insights, I'd love to hear them!

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