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"I still can’t believe you don't get cold. My feet would fall off," Benjamin says as he follows down the steps, walking into the snow with far more reluctance. He's wrapped in multiple layers of sweaters and a coat, with a big scarf his mom wound around his neck this morning. It makes Blue J itch to look at him sometimes. Being bundled up like that looks way too warm. But the other kids are just the same.
(from @twinewool's most recent fic, Unfurling Leaves)
#hieron#friends at the table#fatt#f@tt#blue j#fic rec#my art#the relationship blue j has with clothes and restraint..#all their siblings growing at different speeds...#the smooth transition of pronouns...#there are so many layers in this fic and they're all good#i just kept thinking of blue j melting through the snow#it's good y'all
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branched gender. discuss.
#we have sooo many branched gender thoughts. give us yours#friends at the table#palisade#partizan#Lemme hear your post-human pronouns and your ideas of what these guys are up to#calling all neopronoun aficionados and kinnies in the club#let's get WEIRD
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Still love that Hilbert met William Carter and knows that sometimes Cutter completely changes his name and appearance and may be functionally immortal and even once he's fully committed to helping the crew against Goddard he never brings it up. That's none of his business.
#given his research interest I feel like he must have pressed for details#and once he learned it wasn't related to biological healing/regeneration he lost interest#and thus forgot to mention it bc he's so focused on what he cares about#also hey he changes his name all the time might as well extend the courtesy#' i have never mentioned any of your family members officer eiffel. extend me the same courtesy'#king of staying in his lane but also poisoning everyone outside his lane#he will respect your pronouns while strapping you to a table to experiment on you#wolf 359
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everyone agrees that the patriarchy teaches men to hide their emotions, and that this is a bad thing, so why is it that when men actually show an emotion everyone jumps to call him an abuser or manipulator or whatever :\
#99.txt#im so sick of this#you all have no faith in people. you just see the word boyfriend or he pronouns and go !!ABUSER!! DUMP HIM! and dont see how there could be#any negative reprocusions of that................#i still cant forget that ANONYMOUS message where someones boyfriend was worried they were cheating. & the person who got the ask was like#''wow HE'S definitely the one cheating.''#on an ANONYMOUS message ????? how could you possibly say that with confidence with ZERO information ?#some guy was worried and thats what you have to say ????? and you act like you have no hand in men supressing themselves ?#someone who might have had mental health problems or have been cheated on before and been hurt. like.#whoa call me a red flag or whatever for saying this but. no one would say that if it was a woman ! no one !#we all have a hand in society and we all have a hand in the patriarchy and if you dont get your head out of your ass and wise up#then ur just gona get more people hurt#i know circumstances are different sometimes but you actually DO need to consider how you would feel if the tables were turned !!!!#if you still feel the same thats fine ! it was a good thought exercise !!!#but you need to consider these things even if they are uncomfortable to you 🤨 in order to challenge your mind#this is how we get those bullshit ''crying is a manipulation tactic 🥺'' takes#im SICK OF IT !!!!!! everyone use your brain NOW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#stop assuming everyone is the worst person NOW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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here’s my wanderhome character i hope to play with soon!! their name is spindle and their firefly is called io :))
#wanderhome#ttrpg community#ttrpg art#ttrpg#ttrpg character#ttrpg design#ttrpg oc#ttrpg stuff#table top role playing game#you know how it be#my oc#oc#oc art#oc design#oc stuff#furry oc#bilby#long ears and pronouns
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if you're looking for requests, can i req general fluff of undertale sans, underfell sans, and/or underswap papyrus looking after a reader (he/they? either or?) who stupidly broke their knee and are now in recovery >w>;; (i am a fool. the coffee table totally attacked me unprovoked >:C i swear it)
Sans: ... he will be making lots of knee-breaking-related puns. Sure he's getting you food, fluffing your pillows, making sure you're all nice and cozy, but you might be kicking him out soon enough with all his bad jokes and teasing.
Bee: He'll be your cuddle bug when you're resting your injury. Good luck even attempting to get out of resting before you should, because he's not letting go. He'll also be sure to flip off or glare dramatically at the coffee table whenever he walks by it. If that gets a laugh or a smile from you, he'll really play into it. Squaring up with it, talking shit to it, lecturing it - it's dorky, but so is he.
Red: He's actually quite the worry-wart. He's going to be right by your side through your recovery, anxious about you accidentally hurting yourself even more, or worse, getting taken advantage of when you're vulnerable like this.
... yeah he may or may not be projecting a bit, but he's a great presence while you're healing. He'll take good care of you.
#I don't typically use pronouns in these requests#I keep the reader gender neutral so I figured this would be alright#ironically i also injured myself similarly#just a bad sprain of the ankle and instead of a coffee table - it was an ottoman#me and you are beefing with furniture anon#... and the furniture is winning#i hope you're healing well!#anon#yucky answers#yucky yaks#yucky writes#headcannons#undertale#ut sans#sans#underswap#us papyrus#bee#underfell#uf sans#red
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‘Bird Pot’, acrylic on loose canvas, 2022
#acrylic painting#painting#art#artists on tumblr#still life#I sold some prints of these at a market last year and they went over really well! more liked than I thought#oh also at that market a guy came up to the table (he was another vendor) and was like explaining my art to another guy#but used she her pronouns for the artist not realizing I was the artist I guess? so uh 💅 enjoy my girl art#he was very focused on the colours / colour relationships? so I imagine he had some weird idea about colour use and gender#it was all very funny to me tbh shout out to that guy for giving me a memorable story from one of my first markets#also I have nicer scans of this one somewhere but I don’t feel like digging them up
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So I’ve decided that: Since Loui is on fire (HOW TF-), California helps him because he’s used the fires, whereas Loui is used to literally drowning on land. So um- enjoy (also Loui uses he/they pronouns in this):
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Louisiana stumbled out of his room with a shaky breath. He tried their best to ignore the burning pain that was spreading across his torso, and they could only think about focusing on their very shaky breathing (which was made difficult because of the smoke). Everything was blurry, and he could only see stuff that was right in front of him (also because of the smoke). Every single sound echoed and they felt like they would pass out at any given moment. So yea Loui was not having a good time.
As he stumbled into the kitchen, he could hear and sorta see Florida and California having a screaming match (arguing) in the living room. Nothing new, he could even say that they grew fond of it almost. But right now? It just gave them a headache and they knew that they needed some water and probably some ibuprofen for their headache fever. He supposed that tending to his burn wounds would be a good idea as well, but they decided that he’ll probably take care of those later at some point.
As he reached up to grab a cup from one of the higher shelves, a wave of dizziness hit them full force and they barely managed to grab a cup and steady himself with the counter. He let out a shaky breath as he filled the cup with water and drank some of it. Louisiana coughed a bit, smoke coming out of his mouth. Their vision became even more blurry and was black around the edges as another wave of dizziness hit them and…. Wait- when did the floor get so close? Oh right, he was falling…..
~~~from CA and FL’s pov(?)~~~
California held the lighter high up where Florida couldn’t reach it, meanwhile the Sunshine State was jumping to get it.
"Florida no!! I’m not letting you light Gov’s paperwork on fire damnit!!" Cal said, shoving Florida a little bit when the shorter state jumped again.
"Why not??? The dumbass needs a break anyways- now give me the lighte-" Florida argued before getting cut off by a thud and the sound of glass breaking. The two states rushed over to where the sound came from. And Florida almost screamed a bit when they both saw Loui laying unconscious on the kitchen floor next to a broken cup.
"Loui/Louisiana!!!" Shouted both Cal and Florida as they quickly ran to the Pelican State’s side. Florida instantly pulled Louisiana into his lap, though he did nearly drop him when he was caught off guard by how hot Louisiana was (in temperature-). He checked for Loui’s pulse and nearly sighed in relief when he found one.
"Cal he’s burning up!! Is he okay- Is he gonna alright??? *small gasp* Is Loui dying??" Florida asked Cal, not even taking a second to breathe.
California was about to yell at Florida to calm down and stop asking so many questions, but the scared (YES. SCARED-) and panicked look in Florida’s eyes told him not to. He sighed before answering Florida’s questions. "Florida, listen. Loui’s gonna be alright, okay?? He’s dealing with fires right now. Trust me, I get them all the time. They’re gonna be alright." ‘Most likely-‘ Cal thought to himself.
That seemed to calm down Florida a bit, or at least enough that he could speak again. "O-o-okay…. What do we do??" He nearly gasped in relief when he felt Loui stir awake in his arms. "Loui!!"
"W-w-what da hell h-h-happened….?" Loui asked, his voice raspy and quiet.
"You passed out Louisiana. And you’re burning up." California answered, running a calming hand through the Pelican State’s hair.
Loui sighed a bit contentedly, and sat up a bit and placed the side of their head on Florida’s shoulder. "Probably from those damn fires…."
"Yeah most likely. What were you doing though?? You should be resting right now…." California said with a motherly-tone of voice.
"Relax sha…." Loui sighed, wincing a bit at how loud California’s voice sounded. "I was jus’ tryin’ to get some water and ibuprofen is all."
"Why didn’t you ask me, Loui?? I would’ve gotten it for you, amor." Florida asked his lover.
"I didn’t wanna be burden…." Louisiana said near silently, but the two taller state’s could hear what he said.
"Mi amor, you’re not burden, so don’t you dare say that. I love you, and I love being able to help you." Florida said sternly, pecking Loui on the cheek.
"R-r-really?" Loui asked, and it broke Florida and California to hear the slight disbelief in the smaller’s voice, like he didn’t believe that he was worthy of help.
“Yes, really." Florida said. He readjusted his hands so that he could hold Loui a little easier, but his eyes widened when Loui hissed in pain and put his hand on Florida’s to pry it from its location.
"Omg I’m so sorry Loui are you hurt???" Florida asked with a hint of panic in his voice.
"I-i-it’s fine sha…. Just a few burns is all…." Loui mumbled.
"….How much is ‘just a few burns’ out of curiosity?? Cuz listen- I love you so very much, but you have a habit of getting severely injured and then saying that it’s not as bad as it actually is." Florida asked.
"Yea Florida’s right. Like that one time that you got into an alleyway fight and got stabbed, and you said that it wasn’t that bad of a stab wound, when in reality the knife went all the way through and out your back and was still in there and was probably the only thing keeping you from bleeding out as quickly??" California gently teased, almost laughing at the embarrassed blush that spread across the smaller’s face.
"Oh yea. Or that one time that you fell and dislocated your kneecap, but you said that you were fine and that it was probably just a scrape or some sh*t? Or maybe even that one time that you had the genius idea to go and get your canoe, which you have a few of might I add, during a tropical storm and you got hit in the head by flying debris, and then claimed that it wasn’t that bad and that it had stopped bleeding, but in reality it was still bleeding a lot and was a pretty deep wound?"
"Yup. Or even that other ti-" California started.
"Ok ok ok ok ok I get it I have bad habits when it comes to getting hurt 🥲" Loui interrupted.
"Yup. Now answer the question, amor." Florida said.
"….Fine…. They go from my left hip and loop around my back…." Loui begrudgingly told the other two.
"Mk. Is it like- One big burn, or patches? I need to know so that I know what kind of bandages are needed for the burns." Cal asked, smiling gently.
"Both."
"Kk." California said. "Florida take him to his room, I’m gonna go get the first aid kit."
"Yessir." Florida said, doing a little hand salute thing. Cal just rolled his eyes fondly before getting up to get the first aid kit.
Florida stood up with Louisiana in his arms and started to walk to the smaller’s room.
"Cher I can walk by myself" Louisiana said lightheartedly with a small chuckle.
"I don’t care, you’re in pain and I want to carry you." Florida said, pecking Loui on the lips as they entered Loui’s room.
"Im not that much pai-" Florida gave them a look. "Whatever sha…."
"That’s what I thought." said the Sunshine State as California came back with the first aid, water and some weird looking bottle.
"What’s dat…??" Loui asked as he looked at the bottle with distrust.
"Relax dude, it’s not gonna hurt you." Cal said, chuckling a little bit at the distrustful look in Loui’s eyes. "It’s just some ointment that helps ease the pain of the burns, trust me I use it all the time."
"Ok den…. You don’t have to let me use it tho, like- don’t you need it?" Loui asked the taller state.
"Nah not really. Unlike you, I’m so used to the fires that they don’t really affect me much anymore. Plus, I would like you to use it so that you’re not in that much pain." Cal said with a friendly smile.
"Are ya sure??"
"Yup!! Now let’s get those burns taken care of before they get infected." Said the Golden State.
They eventually got Loui to cooperate with them, and managed to wrap their wounds. He was a little hesitant to let the other two help them, cuz he didn’t want to "be a burden", but they kept reassuring them that it was okay to allow them to help. Louisiana was a little stubborn when it came to the ointment cuz it was cold and stung a bit at first, tho the other two taller states just chuckled lightheartedly at their antics. In the end, they successfully took care of the burns, and then all fell asleep whilst watching Princess and the Frog (definitely not Loui’s movie choice nope-)….
#welcome to the table#welcome to the statehouse#ben brainard#wttt#wttsh#wttt louisiana#wttt florida#wttt california#wttsh louisiana#wttsh florida#wttsh california#LOUI USES HE/THEY PRONOUNS I REPEAT LOUI USES HE/THEY PRONOUNS-/silly
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It's always really fun when I'm invited into a server by IRL classmates because I'm "also Chinese" and then I discover whole new forms of racism invented by bootlicking Chinese men
#i had already deleted the pronouns from my bio before joining because i had a feeling. yeah#overcompensating extremely sinophobic guys' guy chinese men. don't know how else to describe them#also was immediately given cutsey nickname based off of chinese name by guy i just met. great#the thing is over messages people were normal. joined vc and then was told i had a 'cute voice' and was probably a 'cute girl'#he called it. fairy voice. going to chew the leg of my table now#my hair is growing back but now i want to cut it all off again
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The best part about gaining the favor of a group of nine year old girls is that they are 900% ready to throw down for you at ALL times (whether you want it or not)
#these all are events that happened within the past 3 days#and to clarify the woman who was mean to me wasn’t mean to me specifically she was just someone else who works at the school who said#a reaaally nasty comment about our program right in front of me (and unfortunately for her. in front of my girls.)#they were like ❗️WE WILL REMEMBER THIS#and the other dude is yet another adult who also works at the same school as I do but who isn’t part of our program#he was saying nice things abt me to be clear but he kept using the wrong pronouns and holy fuck. I’ve never seen anyone so murderous#I had to mouth to her ‘it’s fine’ to keep her in check but she rly looked like she was about to vault across the table and bite him
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Siighh getting tired of being called she irl. Like cmon guys my pronouns are literally surprise/me and youre making it boring. Just cause im fem doesn't mean you cant get jiggy with it or whatever. Live a little. Yolo. Or something. Shrug emoji
#its not a big deal to me but it would be nice to at least get called he more#balance it out yknow#'due to overuse of the “she/her” pronoun im taking it off the table. flail like the cowards you are.' < or something hdhdhagaahha
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YAOI WARS x THE NICE GUYS AU ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
#misty mountains didnt have a character card so. whatever#i made this because half of the ppl on the table post dont know whi holland march is and that breaks my heart... top 5 movie ever...#the yaoi wars#johnny silverhand#cyberpunk 2077#kaname date#aitsf#leon s kennedy#resident evil#pronoun police#ai the somnium files#mizuki date#mizuki okiura#ashley graham#re4 remake#the nice guys#holland march#jackson heely
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Valicer OT3 Week, Day Three: Childhood Friends
Day Three of @ot3-week's OT3 Week, and we're up to a cute prompt -- "Childhood friends!" So naturally I couldn't resist writing the trio hanging out together as kids. :) This is supposed to be a Victorian!AU, though I suspect it might feel a little bit more modern than that...the important thing is, there's a grand old party happening in the halls of Christchurch at Oxford, and Smiler and Alice have already found each other and decided to sequester themselves away from all these boring adults in their own private table fort. But tummies have started growling, and so Smiler is venturing out to get snacks...
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“I’m gonna get more snacks!”
“All right – make sure to grab some of Mama’s Welsh rarebit!” Alice said, arranging the cards into neat piles. “Then when you come back we can start building our castle.”
“Definitely,” Smiler said, shooting her a grin. They grabbed the edge of the tablecloth and lifted it – then, seeing no adults had eyes on them, scrambled out from under the banquet table that they and Alice had claimed as their personal hidey-hole. And I thought this party was going to be boring, they thought, scurrying toward the table where the Welsh rarebit sat, along with a few other cheese-based dishes the various attendees were nibbling on. Adults never want to have any fun when they get together – it’s just talk talk talk about boring stuff. Especially Father, going on about “social compliance” and all that...it’s a good thing that Alice is here! I can’t wait to hear another story about Wonderland – it sounds amazing! And I bet that, without the adults interrupting us, we can build a castle using all of the –
“Now, I don’t want you embarrassing me at this party, Victor, do you understand?”
Smiler stopped, turning toward the entrance. Standing there, having their coats taken by the coat-taking-man, was a hunched-over skinny man with a large mustache, leaning on a cane; a very plump woman in the fanciest dress Smiler had ever seen, fanning herself like it was the middle of summer; and a little boy, about Smiler’s age, wearing a suit with shorts and staring at his feet while the woman – presumably his mother – went on and on about how the Liddells were Very Important People and how they had to make a Good First Impression and how Victor was to Stay Quiet and Look Respectable, like the boys in magazines. The boy – Victor – was nodding along to his mother’s litany, trying to stand up straight and do as asked, but the look on his face...
“Now, Marmaduke, I understand that you’re a little – confused, at this age. But the simple fact of the matter is that you can’t just decide that you’re not a boy. It’s simply not done. Where would society be if people just started declaring themselves not one thing or the other? You have to learn how to be socially compliant. True happiness comes from obeying your elders – and you want to be happy, don’t you?”
Smiler frowned as the woman turned away from Victor, leaving him to tug at his tie as she swanned off to chat about boring things with the other adults. It seemed like, with a mother like that, Victor was about to have about as bad a time at this party as they’d feared they would have. And that was a really bad time indeed.
Well, good thing I’m here, then, Smiler thought to themselves, then marched up to Victor, putting on their best smile and sticking out their hand. “Hullo! I’m Smiler!”
Victor nearly started right out of his skin – maybe they should have been a little bit quieter. He stared at them a moment, glancing from their face to their hand and back, then hesitantly took it. “Uh – I’m – I’m – V-Victor,” he stammered, clearly out of his depth. Maybe people didn’t talk to him much? That would be sad if so. “Your name is – Smiler?”
“Well, it’s what I call myself,” Smiler told him, pumping his arm. “My real name’s awful. But Victor’s a nice name! Do you want to play with us?”
“Us?” Victor repeated, blinking.
“Me and Alice!” Smiler pointed at their table, where Alice was peeping out, clearly wondering why snacks were taking so long. They waved to her and pointed to Victor – she glanced over, then nodded and waved back. “She’s really nice, and she tells great stories,” Smiler informed Victor, grinning. “And she’s got cards – we’re gonna try and build a castle! Do you like castles?”
“Uh – yes?” Victor said, as if he wasn’t sure of his own opinions. “I’ve n-never made a card one b-before, though.” He dropped his gaze, playing with his tie again. “I’m k-kind of clumsy.”
“That’s all right – we can show you how to do it!” Smiler promised, taking his hand so he didn’t accidentally strangle himself. “Come on – we’ll get snacks, then we can go and play!”
“I – um...” Victor’s gaze went to his mother, chatting with some other adult Smiler didn’t know and didn’t care about. “I dunno...”
“Aw, come on,” Smiler wheedled, tugging his arm. “It’ll be fun! Don’t you wanna have fun? Be happy? Like, real happy, not grown-up happy?”
“Happy...” Victor looked at his mother a moment more, then over at Alice, patiently waiting for them to decide what they were doing. Then his mouth formed a determined line, and he nodded at Smiler. “Yes. Let’s go make castles.”
Smiler beamed. One happiness problem – solved! Take that, Father. “Great! But, first, we gotta get some of that rarebit – and I think there’s some cake too...”
#ot3week#valicer#prompt#fanfic#victorian AU#kidfic#victor van dort#alice liddell#smiler alton#okay I had a lot of fun writing this one#the trio as kids are so cute :)#though again I actually wrote this from Victor's POV to start#with him wondering why he was even at this party#and then getting startled by Smiler when they kind of just appeared beside him#but that ended up not working the way I wanted it to#and I didn't like that (since Victor didn't know any better) I had to refer to Smiler by the wrong pronouns#so I swapped to little Smiler on a rewrite and suddenly everything clicked :)#part of me thinks this could be the opening to a Valicer take on the 'Somebody I Used To Know' idea#where Victor got yanked into the events of AMA#would encourage me to finish up those posts I have on Smiler's Otherland already!#oh and Smiler and Alice hanging out under one of the tables is inspired by something I used to do as a kid#my parents sold books at bookshows and I'd amuse myself with books and such under one of the selling tables#felt like something Alice and Smiler might do!#queued
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pronoun reveal to my mum at the dinner table. a little confused at first but supportive #win
#category 6 my brother asked my pronouns at the table moment. well honestly if he hadnt then it wouldve never come out#emi's meandering jotts
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me ignorning everything else in the world to focus on my full time job of giving Idaho's spouse the Ilithiya treatment
#the wife of color (woc)-ification of the table is not much but it is honest work#i feel like based on the joke idaho's spouse is meant to be a woman but tbh like the wife/husband/spouse of color ification deities#spoke to me and said Idaho's spouse uses she/they pronouns#welcome to the table#wttt#and when i say woc-ficiation i mean oregon will be going through hoc(husband of color-ification) instead#idaho's spouse is latine. i feel it in my bones. everyone i have met irl from idaho has been latine so that's why wijedhfgieuqf
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Hey yalls, guess who wrote a Danny Phantom one-shot (4k words) that I'm extremely proud of!!! Even if ya ain't into DP, I'd appreciate if you read it & dropped a kudos and commented, because I'm honestly in love with this so much!!!!
Focuses on a confrontation between Danny and Wesley Weston involving Danny's secret identity woooo~
Warning for; panic attacks, descriptions of inhuman appearances (Eldritch!Danny my beloved), & mentions of death!
It's the longest fic I've written to date (I thought a multichapter WIP I wrote in 2018 was longer. I was wrong. That was only 3.5k), and I'm thrilled at the outcome!!
I'm the kind of person who enjoys their own writing (and forgets what I've written after a few days), so when I read it over pre-posting, I was smiling and giggling the whole time. I even screamed from excitement at it (I was on call, and my friends gotta hear me freaking out as I read my own writing XD)!
So, yeah. I really hope you enjoy, because I sure as hell did!
#danny phantom#danny fenton#wesley weston#danny phantom fic#danny phantom fanfiction#dp fic#dp fanfic#dp fanfiction#danny phantom fandom#dp fandom#oh also it aint mentioned anywhere in the fic but Danny was written transmasc#didnt tag tho cuz i get annoyed when ppl tag something thats not brought up#yes i get characters (n real ppl duh) can exist without any mention/indication that they are trans#but as a trans person. when i search for trans character fics. i want at least some small mention of SOMETHING#adjusting a binder/stuffed bra or pulling at a shirt to hide it. trading of pronouns (even tho cis ppl do that too). adjusting their voice.#a brief mention about appointments or hormones. seeing a bottle for them on the bathroom counter or bedside table if u go to their house#just like. at least something small if you're gonna tag it.#... where was i going with this?#oh also Danny n Wes r both written as autistic. they never say they're autistic but they're both *clearly* written as such.#its more obvious with Wes cuz the fic is 3rd person limited following Wes but they both are written as such#also. this fic does not villfy or woobify autism. ppl are complex multifaceted individuals and having autism doesnt mean ur auto one-sided#ANYWAYS YEAH IM JUST REALLY PROUD ABOUT HOW THIS CAME OUT AND I LOVE IT A LOT PLZ READ IT B)#azzy grows
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