They/them - Blog Posts
when you arrive in baldur's gate reeling from everyone consistently referring to u as they/them, basking in loviatar's love, crying about how well the game handles themes of trauma and power, and then halsin hits you with his anti-capitalist rage
about my last post....
dude besides them saying that....they used “they”
For context, they asked me what I preferred for my pronouns and I said “they” and they didn’t say anything about it!!!!! They just started saying “they”!!!!!! They referred to me as a parent(for my among us child) and not as a father or mother!!!!!!!!! I’m so happy
flashback to that time I told my French teacher I use they/them pronouns and I was so nervous that I just kinda stood there and stared for a second afterwards and when he asked if there was anything else I panicked and told him a random French pun
Zipupu
Zipupu and Kanene
One Frog Two Frog
Two of my Keroro OCs (Orikeros?) Zipupu,(left) and Kanene.(right)
Honey cookie
I made a cookie run cookie oc 🤘because I’m low key obsessed with the game
I really tried with the crk art style lmao but it’s some weird mix of mine as well, I had so much fun though‼️
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Marium
The sun sets as Marium info dumps about the stars
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The Immortal Beloved
From @creativepromptsforwriting Drabble List
“Let’s kiss and see where it takes us.”
"Pardon?"
A pair of ivory-coloured eyes flutter shut before opening once more.
"I'm positive you heard me."
"I infact did, but I'm not comprehending."
Her fingers find the collar of my shirt, pulling me down to her level only slightly. "Comprehend this."
Our lips make the most exquisite connection...Coming together in the most beautiful of ways. Breaths are exchanged between two lips. Minds unite to form one. This is what Sappho used to write about in her poems. When the two come into contact, fireworks erupt. For the first time, for the second and the third.
My Immortal Beloved.
White Wax
From @creativepromptsforwriting Drabble List
“This didn’t work out as I had intended.” They hum as they examine the smeared wax seal. The stark white against the beige envelope. Noir removes the wax seal and flick it elsewhere not wanting to look back on it. When they return their gaze to the envelope, the remnants of the white wax are still visible. They groan as they remove the letter from the envelope and toss it to the side. "This...I will handle later." They look to the other side of the room. "Now to deal with you." Noir mutters, gazing upon the bloodied corpse of their husband.