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yourbelgianthings · 7 months
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if you look in the mirror and don’t like what you see
a trans man! devo fic, about two pages, tw deadnaming and misgendering, some angst vibes but also hopeful (yes the title is from the end. shhhh)
Devotion. He never wanted to hear that word again. It wasn’t even a proper name, and it certainly wasn’t his name. The water outside the dome of Founder’s Wake was still dark when Devo left. Physically leaving had been easy, the parish did not lock its main door in case anyone needed help or shelter in the night. “Help from the parish” was an oxymoron to Devo. Mentally, it was another story. No matter what had happened to him behind those doors, the Benevolent Parish was the only home he had ever known, and the mysterious expanse of Founder’s Wake before him held its own kind of fear. Now though, the fear of the unknown was preferable to the pain of the familiar.
He knew of only one other person who had left the parish: Brother Seldom. His name came up occasionally, but only in disapproving whispers.
“Who cares if Guidance or Orlean didn’t respect him, though?” Devo thought. “I get to choose now.” That realization was both exhilarating and terrifying. So, Devo eventually managed to find the school in the Ballast after hours of getting lost and wandering. His heavy legs and equally heavy heart collapsed onto the front step and everything went black.
As he slowly came to, he heard muffled concerned voices: “the hand of devotion?” “How did she get here?” “...trouble with the parish...” A kind looking elderly man who Devo could only assume to be Brother Seldom approached him and asked, “Devotion? What are you doing here? Did Guidance send you?” Devo just screamed “NO!” and broke down sobbing. Seldom did not push any further, he waited until Devo’s tears slowed, although they still did not cease, before taking his hand and leading him to a bedroom.
“You just stay here as long as you need, okay? Someone will bring you dinner if you aren’t up for sitting with us yet.”
Devo nodded and closed the door a little harder than was necessary. He flopped down onto the bed and screamed into the pillow until his throat hurt. The pain was grounding, it kept him from drifting away into nothingness. As he rolled over on the bed, a desk in the corner of the room caught his eye, so he got up to look through the drawers and found a pair of scissors. They were delightfully plain, just steel blades with gray handles. The whole room was like that, functional, cozy, but unadorned. It was a sight for sore eyes, Devo needed a break from everything being gold and marble like the parish was.
He picked up the scissors and turned to the mirror, pulling on the blue ribbon that held his bun in place, allowing his dark hair to cascade past his shoulders. Honestly, Devo didn’t mind the idea of having longer hair, maybe like a short ponytail, but he hated how Guidance made him keep it down his shoulder blades and especially when she would style it for holidays or special occasions like he was her fucking doll. Whatever, he just knew he needed to do this now, he had to look like Devo and not Devotion or he would break down even more. Devo hummed a Benevolence hymn unconsciously to himself as he trimmed his hair in the mirror, and then began to cut off longer and longer chunks. For once that day, he did not cry, he smiled. He looked in the mirror and finally saw Devo.
Rummaging through the desk drawer again, he found some parchment and ink, and wrote a note that simply said: “I am a man and my name is Devo. Guidance did not send me and I will never be going back to the Parish” which he slid under the door. Devo was not ready to speak yet, he was still overwhelmed, and from his training as an orator, so often he had been told what to say to accomplish something that was not a goal he chose. The silence filled the room and nestled around Devo, wrapping him in gentle comfort, reassuring him that he could take all the time he needed to find his own voice. Exhausted from the scariest yet most empowering night of his life, Devo drifted into a deep and quiet sleep.
That is how Brother Seldom found him when he arrived with a bowl of fish stew. Upon receiving no response when he knocked, Seldom gently opened the door and picked up the note on the ground. He suddenly understood Devo’s earlier reaction, since he had unknowingly managed to say the two worst possible things. As Seldom looked at the sleeping young man, he was glad that Devo had managed to find the school, since they were the only two people in Founder’s Wake who had ever shared the position of leaving the parish clergy. A sense of responsibility overtook him, he wanted to make sure Devo had what he needed to make his own decisions. Perhaps one day he would find a new cause to devote himself to, but for now, he just needed to rest, and Brother Seldom was not going to wake him up.
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cookie-nom-nom · 8 months
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Zoox: Oh no!!! Devo you have gills now!!!! I feel so bad this is my fault somehow!
Devo: uhhhhhh
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boydykedevo · 10 months
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Okay genuinely curious how common the headcanon actually is cuz for me it’s so much my default that I have to remind myself it’s not canon so
For the purposes of this poll I mean any kind of trans (feel free to elaborate on the specifics though!)
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melonkittii · 11 months
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Trans Devo. He is so real to me. Idc if this is the most popular headcanon I cannot risk it not being sent in
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i was having a lot of trouble with the palette because devo is a little too sad to use the regular bright trans flag colours with and matt was like 'oh don't worry i got you' and sent me this flag. so. OBVIOUSLY i used this one
(id in alt!)
look over here!
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winterpower98 · 2 years
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Rega con tutte ste headcanons io devo farci degli scenari sennò scoppio
- you can see wukong have like a hoard of cats or rabbits with some pathologies that can't let them live normally, so what did our silly kid wukong do? Of course he adopted them to help them
- wukong getting some habits from langur or horse because he looked up to them, like the whole "ok being nice to small guys"
- you cannot tell me that around the cave inside the waterfall the nature isn't wonderfully taken care of because of wukong,
- my man as a kid had some funny looking snake as a friend because i like snakes and I'm sure as hell that wukong loves snakes and "helps" them because they don't have arms
- wukong likely knew a lot about nature, flower meanings, what types of thing to use to make medicine ect.
- no because. I love how wukong gives the vibe of strong, confident, fearless and actually smart kid but gets a soft spot to anything that is related to nature or his monkeys, it's just sweet dude.
- wukong making his own fur fluffy and warm specifically so he can help animals or his monkeys who are too cold in the winter,
- now i get why the monkeys thinks of their king so well, he's actually a sweetheart! At least to them.
- imagine wukong always being respectful and even if he was the king, he would listen to the elders, but with all the wars and chaos that has been going on, his impulsiveness and recklessness got out of hand.
- wukong is always there when a monkey needs to give birth, or simply stays with the old monkeys lasts moment, he loves his monkeys a lot.
- he might not have biological parents, but that's okay! His whole monkey population is his family!
- i do personally headcanon that during his 500 years in ffm he actually managed to take care of himself, like physically (not mentally), so he fixed his fur, making it again fluffy and warm (even if now orange), put eyeliner (but since he can't change his eye color, he had to keep red. He just make it look golden in public), fixed his injuries ect.
He would rather have his monkeys happy instead of lying to them that he is okay physically, so he just made a favor to both and helped himself a little, that's it. (Feel free to use it!)
- you know what? Wukong always had eyeliner. Because he is beautiful since birth.
- i saw this from someone else! Trans wukong! But not in the traditional way, more like
"yeah so during one of his shapeshifting to trick a demon, his genitals don't change so he had to cut off his dingdong and it just regenerated into a female genitals" and it's actually pretty funny.
- now i can't stop laughing at stone monkeys actually vibing well with nature because one of the elements that made the Stone hatch was nature! (Earth)
So it's natural for him, but since he's the only type of stone monkey, everyone thinks it's just him, not his whole spiece.
All of these are incredible
Part 2
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siriwesen · 3 years
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You will enjoy this. -Ethersea Short,
cw: mind control, abuse, dysphoria
Contents: Devo La Main while still being a member of the church of Benevolence, interaction with the Hand of Guidance.
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"Devotion?", he heard the Hand of Guidance say his name as she entered his chamber. Shortly after, she knocked at the door frame, as if she wanted to request permission to approach him, despite already having entered and interrupted his meditation.
"Yes?", he opened his eyes and slowly and controlled eased out of the meditation pose taught to all children of Benevolence.
He got up and let his gaze meet Guidance's feet, as to avoid eye contact and show proper respect.
He was not sure how he compared to other children his age, but he was still smaller than Guidance and from what he could tell, based on the other adults around him, Guidance was not tall in statue.
"I have great news, you will love this!" Guidance hugged him, then released him and had her hands rest on his shoulders. Now their eyes met.
Curiosity sparked within Devo, as he heard Guidance talk about what was to come. "Sooo- as you may know, Dolores is guiding a few children to follow in Benevolence's path and we just had a chat about your progress with the Psalms of Devotion, how befitting of your self, I must say. Anyways, I told her that you would love to spread the Psalms to her group and read them to them!"
"I- er.. I would?" Devo did not like public readings. At least, when he was the one who had to perform in front of others. It wasn't that he was bad at it, he just.. did not usually not like what came with it.
"Why yes of course you would! You love sharing your devotion to Benevolence with our community."
Now that she had said it, Devotion remembered. It was actually quite fun to share knowledge and passion with others on stage. Reading from the scripture and re-iterating the known readings related to the Psalm. He felt light and could not understand why he had this feeling of dread within himself mere seconds ago.
The child's face lit up and he smiled. "I will do my best, so Benevolence's wisdom reaches their hearts."
"I'm glad you agree, now that's the Devotion I know!"
She released his shoulders. Guidance turned towards the small wardrobe within the room that held the very curated selection of clothing, meant for Devotion.
"I have scheduled the reading for this afternoon, an hour before dinner and the evening appell." She opened the dresser and took her time inspecting every single hanger with very similar cut outfits. Some were more decorative than others, those were meant for special occasions. She took out a dress that was very modest in appearance - not that Devo had had any fancy dresses.
"Would you look at this? It's perfect for the occasion, you will want to wear it for the reading.", she held the Hanger in front of Devo, expecting him to take it from her.
"Yes." He accepted it. He did not really love it, this one in particular just made him feel uncomfortable. Guidance must have read his mind or something, as she went:
"Now what's with the face, Devotion? You love that dress, remember?"
He inspected the dress in his hands again and true, it was really nice. It was probably perfect for the reading. It was a really nice piece of clothing after all with exquisitely woven fabric. How could he forget?
"Get yourself ready, darling and meet me downstairs in the lobby. Remember to bring your copy of Benevolence's Psalms. Wash your hands and you want to freshen up your face a little." With these words Guidance left the room.
The Door remained open, to be fair, there had never really been an actual door to begin with, just a curtain which was constantly tied open to the side.
Devo felt like at some point there probably had been a door, but he was not sure and was to ashamed to ask wether he misremembered or not.
It wasn't that he had poor memory, he could quote verses from Benevolence and scriptures nearly flawlessly, even with only his 12 years of life experience. He was proud of that. But sometimes... especially when talking to his mentors, he seemed to forget how he truly felt about things. He was glad that his teachers never seemed to be upset about it. They were patient and kind, reminding him of his true nature.
He sat on his Futon now, still holding the dress. He stared at it, there it was again. This feeling of... unease. Discomfort. Of course he was able to wear this. He knew how to wear it and how to make it look the part. But among all the compliments, and the cheerful support from Guidance, there was always that feeling, as if he was acting?
But Guidance was right. He.. loved the dress. After all, he was her little girl. Her Devotion, which she had raised.
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miss-jerk · 2 years
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Devo la main my beloved 😍
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elrphant · 3 years
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Everyone quit calling the hand of benevolence a milf and pulling out the Devo is trans headcanon. Like, sure he is, why not, but y'all are picking up the extremely wrong vibes from that interaction
That's a cult. And I'm pretty sure it's being modelled after mormanism, too
Like, fuck off, the quirky youth leader who is very friendly and makes you dependent on her? How afraid Devo was of being in proximity to them? The little putdowns about Devo's loyalty followed up by asking to talk to him more later? That's classic cult shit! That's professional emotional manipulation! Fuck!
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sirislayer · 2 years
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I know we all have headcanons for like what characters look like but can we stop vague post shitting on other people's renditions of characters?
This sort of stuff is literally what is making people anxious about interacting with fandom spaces in the first place.
Like I get that everyone's maybe a bit protective over their own interpretation or whatever (actually no I don't get it tbh because its an audio based medium characters can look like whatever you want) but that's the beauty of this medium. We can share many interpretations and they're all valid?
Draw Devo how you want. Make him a tall short king, trans or cis, blue hair, blonde, hair, no hair whatever it's all cool. Mustache, fish features, none of all.
Make Amber old, young, thick, thin, tall, small, buff or skinny. It's all cool
Draw Zoox in all colors. Draw Armor, draw vague shapes resembling the idea of armor, no armor, add fish, remove fish, whatever pal, Brinar are establish to be weird little ecosystems. No rules
Like.. I'm flattered when people go "this is how I imagined xy to look like" or similar on my art - But also its absolutely cool when you imagine them different!
Go you!
Fanart is like Fanfiction in that we see interpretations of our faves and sometimes the writing aligns more with our preconceptions of a character or ship than sometimes it does not at all.
And that's fine !!!
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moonlitalien · 6 years
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How do you think Devaronian society views transgender and nonbinary people, given Devaronians' unique gender dynamics?
I don’t think they care what you do with your own body, as I said in my most recent worldbuilding thing they value freedom of expression - this is why Devaronian society has always thrived. At least so long as you don’t go out of your way to hurt people or to go against the law (which is considered…really bad in Devaron, their justice system is very strict).
I don’t really do detailed trans headcanons otherwise so I might not be the best person to answer this question, but yeah, in my own worldbuilding - they don’t care.
And anyway gender roles are shitty no matter the culture, Devo or not, and while some Devaronians will happily follow the nice-female rebellious-male dynamic, those who don’t aren’t gonna be punished or anything.
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yourbelgianthings · 10 months
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we all agree devo is transmasc and zoox is autistic right? okay good :-)
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boydykedevo · 11 months
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My Devo projection is so funny cuz for like. ND shit it fits canon really well, and for (most) trans shit it gives new meaning to certain aspects of his character, but there’s. No reason in canon he’d be a boydyke. Like I am cuz of [mumble mumble trans feels not passing being sapphic for so long multigender stuff etc etc] but. None of that really applies to Devo, even in my headcanons lmao. Besides kinda the sapphic thing. He’s a boydyke cuz I am and I say so end of story
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siriwesen · 3 years
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Am I the only one headcanoning Devo as trans? No? Is this an established thing?
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sirislayer · 2 years
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people in the tags of my devo art relating it to trans experiences and headcanons: you are correct 
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