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#NB things
chaoscalamari · 3 months
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For anyone who's changed their name, have you been put off a name you particularly like because it is too close to one from something you enjoy and you fear people will think you got it from there instead of your actual source? Or am I just being paranoid?
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i wore a button-down to a concert last night because i was feeling they/them and i’m wearing a skirt today because i’m feeling she/her and i felt so gender in both outfits. i love being genderfluid/nb 🤩
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jnjlen-ou-skinjbir · 3 days
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What is it called when you wear your binder and you automatically speak in a lower pitch than usual?
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kvzbrekkrs · 9 months
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i didn't realize it was non-binary people's day yesterday, but i buzzed all my hair off at 11 pm last night because that's just how in tune with the universe that i am 💁🏻
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rambrosius · 1 year
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Anti Dysphoria Hoodie
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mezimraky · 1 year
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my pronouns are teehee
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inkskinned · 1 year
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something bad happened to you, and you died, and you came back wrong.
not wrong all the way. the little ways. you forget important dates, stopped going out with friends. it's harder to make you smile. you're apathetic towards things you used to love, afraid of places you used to go to cheer up. quieter. flinching. different.
you came back for love. you're still here for love. what pulled you back was a brightness so loud that even death couldn't outshout it. death heard the call and smiled at you and said okay. go home. somebody is waiting for you.
but you came back different. like lot's wife; you've turned into salt. you used to chirp through life in hops and skips; but now you lose skin just standing up. you have to move slower, skimming across this world without-touching-it. most things feel dull - until they're suddenly all-too-much. life, and being alive just rushes up and over you and you get hopelessly crushed.
you try to explain it to them: it is ugly, but this is what you are, now. the huge golden hoop of your halo now a little bronze ring. you are still watering your plants and wearing the same clothes. after all, you worked hard to come home. this life; so odd and off-color, now that you are wrong.
but they waited for you - it's just that they wanted the "you" that happened before this. the "you" that could sing in the show and hug people tight and look at a blade without breaking down to cry. the you with a smile in pictures. god, holyshit, it's like looking at a completely different person, isn't it. that other-you; the one they actually wanted.
you are the consolation prize. you are the body that forgot the ghost. you are the memory of the bad thing, and the death after; like you are wearing that memory as a banner. you are a fragment, an assembly. simulacrum. you don't make eye contact in mirrors, afraid the light will glance off and your true nature will flash back at you.
you hear them talk about it in their hushed, desperate whispers. sometimes they even admit it to your face; harsh and violent, acid thrown at christmas dinner. god, can you just fucking be normal again. you do not remember what normal is. you had to climb so far to get back here; you are far too exhausted. you want to open the glass door of your heart and show all the gears. can you help resolve whatever got messed up?
you try so, so hard. you came back for them. because you believed they would love you, even when you were so horribly broken. because you believed they would be patient. because you believed unconditional meant "without exception." you cannot do things the same way. you just get tired too quickly these days.
you want to put them on a couch and pour them the tea with hands that shake more than they remember. you want to line them up and draw them a map of where you have had to wander. you want to show every bruise in a backsplash; the little helpless ant of your soul carrying all that weight, over and over. you want to say: yes! it is different! but i did it for love!
you want to say: "i'm not the same, but i'm yours and i'm here. can that be enough?"
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asexualbookbird · 10 months
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Nonbinary Stellars Jay my beloved <3
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999999999inadream · 8 months
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toby fox needs to add like a bit of narration in deltarune abt kris like "they themmed they/themily down the stheirs" cus i cant go on seeing them constantly get he/himmed in yt comment sections
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yukiire · 10 months
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it's time to give the 4th but also newest bro a big hug 💖
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urb0ytoy · 3 months
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what the hell why am i not underneath someones desk rn sucking them off while they play videogames
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kvzbrekkrs · 11 months
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hi, we got new hats at work and im lovin these fuckboi vibes.
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flattery-suplex · 2 years
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My dad just told me I’m handsome I’m experiencing massive amounts of gender euphoria  
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marzipanandminutiae · 8 months
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yearning-gay · 27 days
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casual impregnation. idk. just being told by a friend or something that they wanna nut in you like it's a normal thing to do and just giving access to them, so they lube up your pussy and warm you up enough so they can slip inside and get off. you get help with the cleaning up because it's the polite thing to do sure and you're obviously thanked for it but it's just an entirely casual process. no big deal. you start to show after a few weeks and just laugh it off. oh yeah they came inside me a while ago! might do it again the next time i see them, haven't gotten around to mentioning this to them yet i've just had so much going on haha. oh what, you need to get off too? i mean sure, it's not gonna get me any more pregnant though you missed your chance on that this time. maybe hit me up on that after nine months, if you wanna call dibs i'll honor that for sure! :)
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