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Know Your Neopronouns

If you look around online, you can find lists of neopronouns. (Neopronouns are words that get can be used instead of 'he' or 'she' when refering to someone.) Most show just the first 2 terms (‘Ey/Em,’ or ‘Ze/Zim’). Few provide any info about how to pronounce them. And even less provide examples of how messy real usage is. This guide is an attempt to show how real people are using neopronouns. It’s based off the data of the 2020-2023 (Nonbinary) Gender Censuses.

English Pronoun Sets include:

Subject (the person acting) – ie. They

Object (the person the action is happening to) – ie. Them

Dependent Possessive (ownership, thing owned is named) - ie. Their

Independent Possessive (ownership, thing owned is not named) – ie. Theirs

Reflexive (action affecting the person who is acting) – ie. Themself

In a sentence:

They walked in and told me their name was Chris. I said hi, and showed them the name tags. They found theirs and put it on themself.

Neopronouns come in 3 flavours:

The first type is based off the most common English personal pronouns:

‘They/Them/Their/Theirs/Themself (or Themselves)’

‘He/Him/His/His/Himself’

‘She/Her/Her/Hers/Herself’

This type of neopronoun usually mimics the ending sounds of one or more of the common pronoun sets. For example, ‘Ze/Zem’ pronouns are based on ‘he’ and ‘them.’

The second type includes pronouns not usually used as personal pronouns (like indefinite ('One'), neuter ('It'), or definite (‘that’)). It also includes neopronouns derived from them ('Thon').

The third type is based on various nouns not usually considered related to gender at all ('Star' or 'Pup'). These are called ‘nounself pronouns.’

I’ve listed both the common pronouns, as well as the most used neopronouns. For each entry, I include a variety of forms and spellings. I do my best to provide pronunciation. (I have not heard all of them pronounced, and what little I was able to find online might not match what real people are saying.) And I mention if they mimic feminine or masculine pronouns, singular they, indefinite pronouns, nouns, etc.

List of the 25 Most Common Pronouns Used By Nonbinary People in 2023 (According to the Gender Census):

They

She

Fae

Hir

Star

Thon

Void

Kit, Cat

Pup

Vae, Vey

Xey

Mew, Meow

Bun

One

Moon, Lun

Other pronouns with more than 30 users in the census (not included as separate entries)

That, Thing (that/that/thats/thats/thatself, thing/thing/things/things/thingself, that thing/that thing/that thing’s/that thing’s/that thing – 56 people)

Vamp (vamp/vamp/vamps/vamps/vampself – 54 people)

Sun, Sol (sun/sun/suns/suns/sunself, sol/sol/sols/sols/solself – 51 people)

Dey, Dae (dey/dem/deir/deirs/demself, dae/daem/daer/daers/daemself – 46 people)

Zey (zey/zem/zeir/zeirs/zemself – 46 people)

Per (per/per//per/pers/perself – 18 people)

Rot (rot/rot/rots/rots/rotself – 37 people)

Sie/Sier (sie/sier/sier/siers/sierself - 36 people)

Nya/Nyan (nya/nya/nyas/nyas/nyaself, nya/nyan/nyans/nyas/nyanself – 36 people)

Bug (bug/bug/bugs/bugs/bugself – 35 people)

Ix, X (ix/ix/ixs/ixs/ixself, x/x/xs/xs/xself – 34 people)

Ce (ce/cer/cer/cers/cerself – 33 people)

1. Singular They (They/Them)

Most common nonbinary pronoun set, this was used by 30,188 people in the 2023 Gender Census.

Usual Set:

They / Them / Their / Theirs / Themself (30,107 people) Pronunciation: ðeɪ / ðɛm / ðeɪɹ / ðeɪɹz / ðɛmsɛlf (dhay / dhem / dhayr / dhayrz / dhemself)

Nonstandard Sets:

They / Them / Their / Theirs / Themselves (67 people) Pronunciation: ðeɪ / ðɛm / ðeɪɹ / ðeɪɹz / ðɛmsɛlvz (dhay / dhem / dhayr / dhayrz / dhemselvz) Plural they.

They / Them / Their / Theirs / Theirself (3 people) Pronunciation: ðeɪ / ðɛm / ðeɪɹ / ðeɪɹz / ðɛɹsɛlf (dhay / dhem / dhayr / dhayrz / dherself) Nonstandard They

Using them when talking:

They walked in and told me their name was Chris. I said hi, and showed them the name tags. They found theirs and put it on themself.

Nonstandard sets:

They walked in and told me their name was Chris. I said hi, and showed them the name tags. They found theirs and put it on themselves.

They walked in and told me their name was Chris. I said hi, and showed them the name tags. They found theirs and put it on theirself.

2. Masculine Pronouns (He/Him)

Second most common nonbinary pronoun set, this was used by 17,182 people in the 2023 Gender Census.

Usual Set:

He / Him / His / His / Himself Pronunciation: hiː / hɪm / hɪz / hɪz / hɪmsɛlf (hee / him /hiz / hiz / himself)

Nonstandard Sets:

He / Him / His / His / Hisself Pronunciation: hiː / hɪm / hɪz / hɪz / hɪsɛlf (hee / him /hiz / hiz / hiself)

Using them when talking:

He walked in and told me his name was Chris. I said hi, and showed him the name tags. He found his and put it on himself.

Nonstandard set would end with: He found his and put it on hisself.

3. Feminine Pronouns (She/Her)

Third most common nonbinary pronoun set, this was used by 13,220 people in the 2023 Gender Census.

Usual Set:

She / Her / Her / Hers / Herself Pronunciation: ʃiː / hɚ / hɚ / hɚz / hɚsɛlf (shee / her /her / herz / herself)

Using them when talking:

She walked in and told me her name was Chris. I said hi, and showed her the name tags. She found hers and put it on herself.

4. Neuter Pronouns (It/It)

4th most common set of pronouns (up from 5th last year), and probably the most controversal. Seen as dehumanizing by many people, and as validating by others. (7,859 people)

Usual Set:

It / It /Its / Its / Itself Pronunciation: ɪt / ɪt / ɪts / ɪts / ɪtsɛlf (it / it / its / its / itself)

Using them when talking:

It walked in and told me its name was Chris. I said hi, and showed it the name tags. It found its and put it on itself.

5. Xe/Xem Pronouns

5th most common set of nonbinary pronouns, and the most popular neopronoun set. (4,649 people)

Usual Set:

Xe / Xem / Xyr / Xyrs / Xymself (4,504 people) Pronunciation: ziː / zɛm / zɚ / zɚz / zɛmsɛlf (zee / zem / zer / zerz / zemself) Based on: Singular They, with Feminine subject and possessive pronouns

Nonstandard Sets:

Xe / Xir / Xir / Xirs / Xirself (74 people) Pronunciation: ziː / zɚ / zɚ / zɚz / zɚsɛlf (zee / zer / zer / zerz / zerself) Based on: Feminine

Xe / Xim / Xis / Xis / Ximself (27 people) Pronunciation: ziː / zɪm / zɪz / zɪz / zɪmsɛlf (zee / zim / ziz / ziz / zimself) Based on: Masculine

Xe / Xem / Xir / Xirs / Xirself (23 people) Pronunciation: ziː / zɛm / zɚ / zɚz / zɚsɛlf (zee / zem / zer / zerz / zerself) Based on: Nonstandard They, with Feminine possessive pronouns

Spelling:

Subject - Xe (4604), Xie (18), Xi (10), Xy (9), Xhe (7)

Object - Xem (4508), Xim (38), Xym (10), Xiem (3) | Xir (38), Xer (24), Xyr (18), Xher (3)

Dep. Possessive - Xyr (4472), Xir (62), Xer (43), Xeir (23), Xier (5) | Xis (32)

Ind. Possessive - Xyrs (4469), Xirs (54), Xir's (4), Xers (42), Xeirs (22), Xiers (5), Xhers (3) | Xis (25) | Xir (7), Xyr (3)

Reflexive - Xemself (4495), Ximself (31), Xymself (9) | Xirself (42), Xerself (28), Xyrself (22), Xeirself (7)

Using them when talking:

Xe walked in and told me xyr name was Chris. I said hi, and showed xem the name tags. Xe found xyrs and put it on xymself.

Nonstandard sets:

Xe walked in and told me xir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed xir the name tags. Xe found xirs and put it on xirself.

Xe walked in and told me xis name was Chris. I said hi, and showed xim the name tags. Xe found xis and put it on ximself.

Xe walked in and told me xir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed xem the name tags. Xe found xirs and put it on xirself.

6. Faerself Pronouns (Fae/Faer)

6th most common set of pronouns, and the 2nd most popular neopronoun set. (2,662 people)

Usual Set:

Fae / Faer / Faer / Faers / Faeself (2,623) Pronunciation: feɪ / feɪɹ / feɪɹ / feɪɹz / feɪsɛlf (fay / fayr / fayr / fayrz / fayself) Based on: the noun Fae/Fairy, with Feminine object and possessive pronouns

Nonstandard Sets:

Fey / Fem / Feir / Feirs / Femself (10 people) Pronunciation: feɪ / fɛm / feɪɹ / feɪɹz / fɛmsɛlf (fay / fem / fayr / fayrz / femself) Based on: Singular They

Fey / Fem / Feir / Feirs / Feirself (9 people) Pronunciation: feɪ / fɛm / feɪɹ / feɪɹz / feɪɹsɛlf (fay / fem / fayr / fayrz / fayrself) Based on: Nonstandard They

Fey / Feyr / Feyr / Feyrs / Feyrself (6 people) Pronunciation: feɪ / feɪɹ / feɪɹ / feɪɹz / feɪɹsɛlf (fay / fayr / fayr / fayrz / fayrself) Based on: Feminine

Spelling:

Subject - Fae (2638), Fey (18)

Object -Faer (2625), Feyr (3) | Fem (14), Faem (7)

Dep. Possessive - Faer (2637), Feir (11), Feyr (7)

Ind. Possessive - Faers (2636), Feirs (11), Feyrs (6)| Faes (3)

Reflexive - Faeself (2625) | Faerself (7), Feirself (5), Feyrself (5) | Femself (7), Faemself (4)

Using them when talking:

Fae walked in and told me faer name was Chris. I said hi, and showed faer the name tags. Fae found faers and put it on faeself.

Nonstandard sets:

Fey walked in and told me feir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed fem the name tags. Fey found feirs and put it on femself.

Fey walked in and told me feir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed fem the name tags. Fey found feirs and put it on feirself.

Fey walked in and told me feyr name was Chris. I said hi, and showed feyr the name tags. Fey found feyrs and put it on feyrself.

7. Hir Pronouns (Ze or Sie/Hir)

The set associated with older users. Shi/Hir is also associated with the furry fandom and intersex people (who may consider it a completely different set. Research suggests there might have been drama in the 90s.) (2,190 people)

Usual Set:

Ze / Hir / Hir / Hirs / Hirself (2,148 people) Pronunciation: ziː / hiːɹ / hiːɹ / hiːɹz / hiːɹsɛlf (zee / heer / heer / heerz / heerself) Based on: Feminine, with a long ‘ee’ for all forms.

Nonstandard Sets:

Shi / Hir / Hir / Hirs / Hirself (34 people) Pronunciation: ʃaɪ / hiːɹ / hiːɹ / hiːɹz / hiːɹsɛlf (shy / heer / heer / heerz / heerself) Based on: Feminine, with the same long ‘ee.’

Spelling:

Subject - Ze (2107), Sie (30), Zie (6), Se (3) | Shi (26), Shy (6)

Object - Hir (2177), Hyr (9)

Dep. Possessive - Hir (2174), Hyr (8) | Hirs (5)

Ind. Possessive - Hirs (2177), Hyrs (7)

Reflexive - Hirself (2173), Hyrself (7) | Hemself (3)

Using them when talking:

Ze walked in and told me hir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed hir the name tags. Ze found hirs and put it on hirself.

Nonstandard set:

Shi walked in and told me hir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed hir the name tags. Shi found hirs and put it on hirself.

8. Elverson Pronouns (Ey/Em)

Very similar to Spivak pronouns (next), these ones have the subject pronoun (‘ey’) based on ‘they,’ rather than ‘he’ or ‘she.’ (2,056 people)

Usual Set:

Ey / Em / Eir / Eirs / Emself (2,037 people) Pronunciation: eɪ / ɛm / eɪɹ / eɪɹz / ɛmsɛlf (ay / em / ayr / ayrz / emself) Based on: Singular They

Nonstandard sets:

Ey / Em / Eir / Eirs / Eirself (10 people) Pronunciation: eɪ / ɛm / eɪɹ / eɪɹz / eɪɹsɛlf (ay / em / ayr / ayrz / ayrself) Based on: Nonstandard They

Spelling:

Subject - Ey (2051), Ei (3)

Object - Em (2048)

Dep. Possessive - Eir (2049)

Ind. Possessive - Eirs (2049)

Reflexive - Emself (2037), Eimself (3) | Eirself (11)

Using them when talking:

Ey walked in and told me eir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed em the name tags. Ey found eirs and put it on emself.

Nonstandard set would end with: Ey found eirs and put it on eirself.

9. Spivak Pronouns (E/Em)

The set most often named in articles explaining neopronouns. (1,624 people)

Usual Set:

E / Em / Eir / Eirs / Emself (1,575 people) Pronunciation: iː / ɛm / eɪɹ / eɪɹz / ɛmsɛlf (ee / em / ayr / ayrz / emself) Based on: Singular They, with Feminine/Masculine subject pronoun.

Nonstandard sets:

E / Em / Es / Es / Emself (13 people) Pronunciation: iː / ɛm / iːz / iːz / ɛmsɛlf (ee / em / eez / eez / emself) Based on: Masculine

Spelling:

Subject - E (1604), 'E (3) | En (7) | Em (8)

Object - Em (1600), Im (6) | E (5) |En (4)

Dep. Possessive - Eir (1577), Er (5) | Es (14), Is (5) | Ems (6) | Ens (4)

Ind. Possessive - Eirs (1576), Ers (5) | Es (10), Is (5), 'Is (3) | Ems (9) | Ens (3)

Reflexive - Emself (1593), Imself (4) | Eself (4) | Enself (4)

Using them when talking:

E walked in and told me eir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed em the name tags. E found eirs and put it on emself.

Nonstandard set:

E walked in and told me es name was Chris. I said hi, and showed em the name tags. E found es and put it on emself.

10. Lindsay Pronouns (Ae/Aer) (344 people)

Very similar to Spivak and Elverson pronouns. Created for a scifi alien race in 1920.

Usual Set:

Ae / Aer / Aer / Aers / Aerself (236 people) Pronunciation: eɪ / eɪɹ / eɪɹ / eɪɹz / eɪɹsɛlf (ay / ayr / ayr / ayrz / ayrself) Based on: Feminine, with vowels similar to Singular They.

Nonstandard sets:

Ae / Aem / Aer / Aers / Aemself (22 people) Pronunciation: eɪ / ɛm / eɪɹ / eɪɹz / ɛmsɛlf (ay / em / ayr / ayrz / emself) Based on: Singular They

Ae / Aer / Aers / Aers / Aerself (20 people) Pronunciation: eɪ / eɪɹ / eɪɹz / eɪɹz / eɪɹsɛlf (ay / ayr / ayrz / ayrz / ayrself) Based on: Feminine, with possessives based on nouns.

Ae / Aem / Aer / Aers / Aerself (19 people) Pronunciation: eɪ / ɛm / eɪɹ / eɪɹz / eɪɹsɛlf (ay / em / ayr / ayrz / ayrself) Based on: Nonstandard They

Spelling:

Subject - Ae (328), Æ (4), Ay (4) | Aer (3)

Object - Aer (268) | Aem (44) | Ae (13)

Dep. Possessive - Aer (285), Ær (3), Aeir (5), Ayr (4) | Aers (24) | Aes (8)

Ind. Possessive - Aers (296), Aer's (4), Ærs (3), Aeirs (5), Ayrs (4) | Aer (6) | Aes (12)

Reflexive - Aerself (280), Ærself (3), Aeirself (3) | Aemself (25) | Aeself (14)

Using them when talking:

Ae walked in and told me aer name was Chris. I said hi, and showed aer the name tags. Ae found aers and put it on aerself.

Nonstandard sets:

Ae walked in and told me aer name was Chris. I said hi, and showed aem the name tags. Ae found aers and put it on aemself.

Ae walked in and told me aers name was Chris. I said hi, and showed aer the name tags. Ae found aers and put it on aerself.

Ae walked in and told me aer name was Chris. I said hi, and showed aem the name tags. Ae found aers and put it on aerself.

11. Ve/Ver Pronouns

These seem to be the neopronouns to play around with! Many of the sets here alternate masculine and feminine forms, sometimes in unpredictable ways. (304 people)

Usual Set:

Ve / Ver / Ver / Vers / Verself (70 people) Pronunciation: viː / vɚ / vɚ / vɚz / vɚsɛlf (vee / ver / ver / verz / verself) Based on: Feminine

Nonstandard Sets:

Ve / Ver / Vis / Vis / Verself (42 people) Pronunciation: viː / vɚ / vɪz / vɪz / vɚsɛlf (vee / ver / viz / viz / verself) Based on: Masculine and Feminine

Ve / Vem / Ver / Vers / Vemself (32 people) Pronunciation: viː / vɛm / vɚ / vɚz / vɛmsɛlf (vee / vem / ver / verz / vemself) Based on: Singular They

Ve / Vim / Vis / Vis / Vimself (30 people) Pronunciation: viː / vɪm / vɪz / vɪz / vɪmsɛlf (vee / vim / viz / viz / vimself) Based on: Masculine

Ve / Vem / Vir / Virs / Virself (29 people) Pronunciation: viː / vɛm / viːɹ / viːɹz / vɚsɛlf (vee / vem / veer / veerz / verself) Based on: Nonstandard They

Ve / Ver / Vis / Vers / Verself (22 people) Pronunciation: viː / vɚ / vɪz / vɚz / vɚsɛlf (vee / ver / viz / verz / verself) Based on: Feminine, with one Masculine possessive

Spelling:

Subject - Ve (230), Vi (59), Vy (4)

Object - Ver (90), Vir (57), Zher (6) | Vim (59), Vem (56), Vym (5) | Ven (8) | Vis (4)

Dep. Possessive - Vir (73), Ver (56), Veir (18), Vyr (10), Vier (4) | Vis (107) | Virs (4), Vers (3) | Vens (3)

Ind. Possessive - Virs (83), Vers (67), Veirs (18), Vyrs (9), Vaers (3) | Vis (92) | Vens (3)

Reflexive - Verself (100), Virself (75), Vyrself (5), Verrself (4) | Vimself (48), Vemself (33) | Viself (4), Veself (4) | Venself (6)

Using them when talking:

Ve walked in and told me ver name was Chris. I said hi, and showed ver the name tags. Ve found vers and put it on verself.

Nonstandard sets:

Ve walked in and told me vis name was Chris. I said hi, and showed ver the name tags. Ve found vis and put it on verself.

Ve walked in and told me ver name was Chris. I said hi, and showed vem the name tags. Ve found vers and put it on vemself.

Ve walked in and told me vis name was Chris. I said hi, and showed vim the name tags. Ve found vis and put it on vimself.

Ve walked in and told me vir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed vem the name tags. Ve found virs and put it on virself.

Ve walked in and told me vis name was Chris. I said hi, and showed ver the name tags. Ve found vers and put it on vimself.

12. Ze Pronouns

Pronounced almost identically to Xe pronouns, but derives from Ze/Hir pronouns (286 people)

Usual Set:

Ze / Zir / Zir / Zirs / Zirself (140 people) Pronunciation: ziː / ziːɹ / ziːɹ / ziːɹz / ziːɹsɛlf (zee / zeer / zeer / zeerz / zeerself) Based on: Ze/Hir, which is based on Feminine, with a long ‘ee’ for all forms.

Nonstandard Sets:

Ze / Zem / Zir / Zirs / Zemself (76 people) Pronunciation: ziː / zɛm / ziːɹ / ziːɹz / zɛmsɛlf (zee / zem / zeer / zeerz / zemself) Based on: Singular They

Ze / Zem / Zir / Zirs / Zirself (26 people) Pronunciation: ziː / zɛm / ziːɹ / ziːɹz / ziːɹsɛlf (zee / zem / zeer / zeerz / zeerself) Based on: Nonstandard They

Ze / Zim / Zis / Zis / Zimself (76 people) Pronunciation: ziː / zɪm / zɪz / zɪz / zɪmsɛlf (zee / zim / ziz / ziz / zimself) Based on: Masculine

Spelling:

Subject - Ze (237), Zie (27), Zhe (17), Zi (3)

Object - Zir (126), Zer (8), Zher (6) | Zem (83), Zim (31), Zhim (7)

Dep. Possessive - Zir (181), Zer (31), Zeir (20), Zyr (12), Zher (10), Zhir (3) | Zis (10) | Zirs (5)

Ind. Possessive - Zirs (178), Zers (31), Zeirs (22), Zyrs (12), Zhers (10), Zhirs (3) | Zis (8) | Zir (3)

Reflexive - Zirself (149), Zerself (14), Zherself (6), Zyrself (4), Zeirself (3) | Zemself (78), Zimself (25), Zymself (4), Zhimself (7) | Zeself (4)

Using them when talking:

Ze walked in and told me zir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed zir the name tags. Ze found zirs and put it on zirself.

Nonstandard sets:

Ze walked in and told me zir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed zem the name tags. Ze found zirs and put it on zemself.

Ze walked in and told me zir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed zem the name tags. Ze found zirs and put it on zirself.

Ze walked in and told me zis name was Chris. I said hi, and showed zim the name tags. Ze found zis and put it on zimself.

13. Star Pronouns

The most popular nounself pronouns (13th overall)! (157 people)

Usual Set:

Star / Star / Stars / Stars / Starself (133 people) Pronunciation: stɑɹ / stɑɹ / stɑɹz / stɑɹz / stɑɹsɛlf (star / star / starz / starz / starself) Based on: Nouns

Nonstandard Sets:

Usual Set: Star / Star / Star / Stars / Starself (9 people) Pronunciation: stɑɹ / stɑɹ / stɑɹ / stɑɹz / stɑɹsɛlf (star / star / star / starz / starself) Based on: Nouns, with possessives influenced by Feminine/Singular They

Spelling:

Subject - Star (150) | Sta (3)

Object - Star (144) | Stars (4)

Dep. Possessive - Stars (119), Star's (16) | Star (12)

Ind. Possessive - Stars (130), Star's (19)

Reflexive - Starself (150)

Using them when talking:

Star walked in and told me stars name was Chris. I said hi, and showed star the name tags. Star found stars and put it on starself.

Nonstandard sets:

Star walked in and told me star name was Chris. I said hi, and showed star the name tags. Star found stars and put it on starself.

14. Hy/Hym Pronouns

Pronounced identically to masculine pronouns. (130 people)

Usual Set:

Hy / Hym / Hys / Hys / Hymself (103 people) Pronunciation: hiː / hɪm / hɪz / hɪz / hɪmsɛlf (hee / him /hiz / hiz / himself) Based on: Masculine

Nonstandard Set:

Hey / Hem / Heir / Heirs / Hemself (9 people) Pronunciation: heɪ / hɛm / heɪɹ / heɪɹz / heɪɹsɛlf (hay / hem /hayr / hayrz / hemself) Based on: Singular They

Spelling:

Subject - Hy (97), He (10), Hie (5) | Hey (10)

Object - Hym (65), Hymn (44), Hem (15)

Dep. Possessive - Hys (97) | Heir (11), Hyr (3) | Hymns (4)

Ind. Possessive - Hys (97) | Heirs (1) | Hymns (5)

Reflexive - Hymself (58), Hymnself (46), Hemself (12)

Using them when talking:

Hy walked in and told me hys name was Chris. I said hi, and showed hym the name tags. Hy found hys and put it on hymself.

Nonstandard sets:

Hey walked in and told me heir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed hem the name tags. Hey found heirs and put it on hemself.

15. Thon Pronouns

One of the oldest neopronouns, dating to 1858. A contraction of 'that one'. Linguists and social reformers LOVED these pronouns, actual users are much rarer. (122 people)

Usual Set:

Thon / Thon / Thons / Thons / Thonself (104 people) Pronunciation: ðʌn / ðʌn / ðʌnz / ðʌnz / ðʌnsɛlf (dhuhn / dhuhn / dhuhnz / dhuhnz / dhuhnself – ‘the’ + n) Based on: One (Indefinite Pronoun), which works identically to nouns

Nonstandard Set:

Thon / Thon / Thon / Thons / Thonself (6 people) Pronunciation: ðʌn / ðʌn / ðʌn / ðʌnz / ðʌnsɛlf (dhuhn / dhuhn / dhuhn / dhuhnz / dhuhnself) Based on: One, with possessives influenced by Feminine/Singular They

Spelling:

Subject - Thon (119)

Object - Thon (114) | Thons (5)

Dep. Possessive - Thons (104), Thon's (5) | Thon (7)

Ind. Possessive - Thons (101), Thon's (12) | Thon (4)

Reflexive - Thonself (119)

Using them when talking:

Thon walked in and told me thons name was Chris. I said hi, and showed thon the name tags. Thon found thons and put it on thonself.

Nonstandard sets:

Thon walked in and told me thon name was Chris. I said hi, and showed thon the name tags. Thon found thons and put it on thonself.

16. Void Pronouns

The 2nd most popular nounself pronouns (16th overall) (117 people)

Usual Set:

Void / Void / Voids / Voids / Voidself (72 people) Pronunciation: voɪd / voɪd / voɪdz / voɪdz / voɪdsɛlf (voyd / voyd / voydz / voydz / voydself) Based on: Nouns (Void)

Nonstandard Sets:

Voi / Void / Voids / Voids / Voidself (69 people) Pronunciation: voɪ / voɪd / voɪdz / voɪdz / voɪdsɛlf (voy / voyd / voydz / voydz / voydself) Based on: Nouns (Void), with subject form shortened to better match established pronouns

Voi / Void / Void / Voids / Voidself (10 people) Pronunciation: voɪ / voɪd / voɪd / voɪdz / voɪdsɛlf (voy / voyd / voyd / voydz / voydself) Based on: Nouns (Void), with subject form shortened, and possessives influenced by Feminine/Singular They

Spelling:

Subject - Voi (108), Vo (3) | Void (80) | Vi (3)

Object - Void (180) | Voi (9)

Dep. Possessive - Voids (134), Void's (14) | Void (18) | Vois (14) | Voi (4)

Ind. Possessive - Voids (153), Void's (19) | Vois (12)

Reflexive - Voidself (181) | Voiself (9)

Using them when talking:

Void walked in and told me voids name was Chris. I said hi, and showed void the name tags. Void found voids and put it on voidself.

Nonstandard sets:

Voi walked in and told me voids name was Chris. I said hi, and showed void the name tags. Voi found voids and put it on voidself.

Voi walked in and told me void name was Chris. I said hi, and showed void the name tags. Voi found voids and put it on voidself.

17. Ne/Nem Pronouns

(114 people)

Usual Set:

Ne / Nem / Nir / Nirs / Nemself (61 people) Pronunciation: niː / nɛm / nɚ / nɚz / nɛmsɛlf (nee / nem / ner / nerz / nemself) Based on: Singular They, with Feminine subject and possessive pronouns

Nonstandard Sets:

Ne / Nim / Nis / Nis / Nimself (19 people) Pronunciation: niː / nɪm / nɪz / nɪz / nɪmsɛlf (nee / nim / niz / niz / nimself) Based on: Masculine

Ne / Nem / Nir / Nirs / Nirself (8 people) Pronunciation: niː / nɛm / nɚ / nɚz / nɚsɛlf (nee / nem / ner / nerz / nerself) Based on: Nonstandard They, with Feminine subject and possessive pronouns

Ne / Nem / Nems / Nems / Nemself (7 people) Pronunciation: niː / nɛm / nɛmz / nɛmz / nɛmsɛlf (nee / nem / nemz / nemz / nemself) Based on: Nouns

Spelling:

Subject - Ne (98), Nie (4), Ni (3)

Object - Nem (65), Nym (25), Nim (16)

Dep. Possessive - Nir (48), Neir (11), Nyr (10), Ner (7) | Nis (13), Nys (6) | Nems (3), Nims (3)

Ind. Possessive - Nirs (45), Neirs (11), Nyrs (9), Ners (5) | Nis (15), Nys (5) | Nems (5), Nims (4)

Reflexive - Nemself (68), Nymself (22), Nimself (15) | Nirself (5), Neirself (3), Nyrself (3)

Using them when talking:

Ne walked in and told me nir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed nem the name tags. Ne found nirs and put it on nemself.

Nonstandard sets:

Ne walked in and told me nis name was Chris. I said hi, and showed nim the name tags. Ne found nis and put it on nimself.

Ne walked in and told me nir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed nem the name tags. Ne found nirs and put it on nirself.

Ne walked in and told me nems name was Chris. I said hi, and showed nem the name tags. Ne found nems and put it on nemself.

18. Kit, Cat Pronouns

The first of the animal based pronouns! People using animal based pronouns frequently alternate between multiple sets - based off animals (kit, bug), their sounds (meow, caw), and their body parts (paw). (103 people)

Usual Set:

Kit / Kit / Kits / Kits / Kitself (60 people) Pronunciation: kɪt / kɪt / kɪts / kɪts / kɪtsɛlf (kit / kit / kits / kits / kitself) Based on: Nouns (Kit/Kitty)

Nonstandard Sets:

Cat / Cat / Cats / Cats / Catself (23 people) Pronunciation: kat / kat / kats / kats / katsɛlf (kat / kat / kats / kats / katself) Based on: Nouns (Cat)

Spelling:

Subject - Kit (69) | Kitty (6) | Cat (23)

Object - Kit (64) | Kits (3) | Kitty (8) | Cat (23)

Dep. Possessive - Kits (65), Kit's (3) | Kittys (4), Kitty's (3) | Cats (18), Cat's (4)

Ind. Possessive - Kits (62), Kit's (4) | Kitty's (4) | Kittens (3) | Cats (17), Cat's (6)

Reflexive - Kitself (67) | Kittyself (4) | Kittenself (4) | Catself (23)

Using them when talking:

Kit walked in and told me kits name was Chris. I said hi, and showed kit the name tags. Kit found kits and put it on kitself.

Nonstandard sets:

Cat walked in and told me cats name was Chris. I said hi, and showed cat the name tags. Cat found cats and put it on catself.

19. Pup Pronouns

(102 people)

Usual Set: Pup / Pup / Pups / Pups / Pupself (75 people) Pronunciation: pʌp / pʌp / pʌps / pʌps / pʌpsɛlf (puhp / puhp / puhps / puhps / puhpself) Based on: Nouns (Pup/Puppy)

Spelling:

Subject - Pup (85) | Dog (6), The Dog (5) | Mutt (4)

Object - Pup (75) | Pups (6)| Dog (5), The Dog (4) | Mutt (4)

Dep. Possessive - Pups (69), Pup's (12) | Dogs (3), The Dog's (4) | Mutts (4)

Ind. Possessive - Pups (69), Pup's (13) | Dogs (5), The Dog's (4) | Mutts (4)

Reflexive - Pupself (82) | Dogself (6) | Itself (4) | Muttself (4)

Using them when talking:

Pup walked in and told me pups name was Chris. I said hi, and showed pup the name tags. Pup found pups and put it on pupself.

20. Vae Pronouns

Ve pronouns have endless variations! These ones use a subject form based on They, rather than He/She, and seem to be influenced by Ae and Fae pronouns. (91 people)

Usual Set:

Vae / Vaem / Vaer / Vaers / Vaemself (42 people) Pronunciation: veɪ / vɛm / veɪɹ / veɪɹz / veɪmsɛlf (vay / vem / vayr / vayrz / vemself) Based on: Singular They

Nonstandard Sets:

Vae / Vaer / Vaer / Vaers / Vaerself (27 people) Pronunciation: veɪ / veɪɹ / veɪɹ / veɪɹz / veɪɹsɛlf (vay / vayr / vayr / vayrz / vayrself) Based on: Feminine

Vae / Vaem / Vaer / Vaers / Vaerself (11 people) Pronunciation: veɪ / vɛm / veɪɹ / veɪɹz / veɪɹsɛlf (vay / vem / vayr / vayrz / vayrself) Based on: Nonstandard They

Spelling:

Subject - Vae (63), Vey (24)

Object - Vem (26), Vaem (22) | Vaer (28) | Vae (3)

Dep. Possessive - Vaer (59), Veir (14), Ver (4)

Ind. Possessive - Vaers (58), Veirs (14), Vers (5)

Reflexive – Vaerself (37), Veirself (4) | Vymself (20), Vaemself (16) | Vaeself (4)

Using them when talking:

Vae walked in and told me vaer name was Chris. I said hi, and showed vaem the name tags. Vae found vaers and put it on vaemself.

Nonstandard sets:

Vae walked in and told me vaer name was Chris. I said hi, and showed vaer the name tags. Vae found vaers and put it on vaerself.

Vae walked in and told me vaer name was Chris. I said hi, and showed vaem the name tags. Vae found vaers and put it on vaerself.

21. Xey Pronouns

Xe pronouns also have a version based on They in the subject form. (91 people)

Usual Set:

Xey / Xem / Xeir / Xeirs / Xemself (37 people) Pronunciation: zeɪ / zɛm / zeɪɹ / zeɪɹz / zeɪmsɛlf (zay / zem / zayr / zayrz / zemself) Based on: Singular They

Nonstandard Sets:

Xey / Xem / Xeir / Xeirs / Xeirself (37 people) Pronunciation: zeɪ / zɛm / zeɪɹ / zeɪɹz / zeɪɹsɛlf (zay / zem / zayr / zayrz / zayrself) Based on: Nonstandard They

Xae / Xaem / Xaer / Xaers / Xaerself (11 people) Pronunciation: zeɪ / zeɪɹ / zeɪɹ / zeɪɹz / zeɪɹsɛlf (zay / zayr / zayr / zayrz / zayrself) Based on: Feminine

Spelling:

Subject - Xey (71), Xae (10)

Object - Xem (70), Xaem (4) | Xaer (4)

Dep. Possessive - Xeir (49), Xyr (12), Xaer (8), Xer (7), Xeyr (3)

Ind. Possessive - Xeirs (46), Xyrs (12), Xaers (7), Xers (7), Xeyrs (3)

Reflexive - Xemself (61), Xaemself (3) | Xeirself (5), Xaerself (4)

Using them when talking:

Xey walked in and told me xeir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed xem the name tags. Xey found xeirs and put it on xemself.

Nonstandard sets:

Xey walked in and told me xeir name was Chris. I said hi, and showed xem the name tags. Xey found xeirs and put it on xeirself.

Xae walked in and told me xaer name was Chris. I said hi, and showed xaer the name tags. Xae found xaers and put it on xaerself.

22. Mew Pronouns

These pronouns often alternate with Kit/Cat pronouns, or other cat sounds like Nyan or Purr (89 people)

Usual Set:

Mew / Mew / Mews / Mews / Mewself (48 people) Pronunciation: mjuː / mjuː / mjuːz / mjuːz / mjusɛlf (myoo / myoo / myooz / myooz / myooself) Based on: Nouns (Mew)

Nonstandard Sets:

Meow / Meow / Meows / Meows / Meowself (27 people) Pronunciation: mjaʊ or mi‧aʊ / mjaʊ / mjaʊz / mjaʊz / mjaʊsɛlf (myow / myow / myowz / myowz / myowself) Based on: Nouns (Meow)

Spelling:

Subject - Mew (53) | Meow (29) | Mrr (3)

Object - Mew (49) | Meow (29) | Mrrp (4)

Dep. Possessive - Mews (47) | Meows (25), Meow's (4) | Mrrps (3)

Ind. Possessive - Mews (45) | Meows (27), Meow's (4) | Mrrps (3)

Reflexive - Mewself (50) | Meowself (31) | Mrrpself (3)

Using them when talking:

Mew walked in and told me mews name was Chris. I said hi, and showed mew the name tags. Mew found mews and put it on mewself.

Nonstandard sets:

Meow walked in and told me meows name was Chris. I said hi, and showed meow the name tags. Meow found meows and put it on meowself.

23. Bun Pronouns

(71 people)

Usual Set:

Bun / Bun / Buns / Buns / Bunself (60 people) Pronunciation: bʌn / bʌn / bʌnz / bʌnz / bʌnsɛlf (buhn / buhn / buhnz / buhnz / buhnself) Based on: Nouns (Bunny)

Spelling:

Subject - Bun (69)

Object - Bun (69)

Dep. Possessive - Buns (59), Bun's (10)

Ind. Possessive - Buns (55), Bun's (10)

Reflexive - Bunself (68)

Using them when talking:

Bun walked in and told me buns name was Chris. I said hi, and showed bun the name tags. Bun found buns and put it on bunself.

24. Indefinite Pronouns (One)

The 'formal' option - this is what grammarians used to suggest (64 people)

Usual Set:

One / One / One's / One's / Oneself (51 people) Pronunciation: wʌn / wʌn / wʌnz / wʌnz / wʌnsɛlf (wuhn / wuhn / wuhnz / wuhnz / wuhnself) Based on: Indefinite Pronoun

Spelling:

Subject - One (53), That One (7), This One (4)

Object - One (50), That One (8), This One (3)

Dep. Possessive - One's (30), Ones (23), That One's (6), This One's (3)

Ind. Possessive - One's (31), Ones (22), That One's (6)

Reflexive - Oneself (53), That One's Self (4)

Using them when talking:

One walked in and told me one's name was Chris. I said hi, and showed one the name tags. One found one's and put it on oneself.

25. Moon/Lun Pronouns

(57 people)

Usual Set:

Moon / Moon / Moons / Moons / Moonself (32 people) Pronunciation: muːn / muːn / muːnz / muːnz / muːnsɛlf (moon / moon / moonz / moonz / moonself) Based on: Nouns (Moon)

Nonstandard sets:

Lun / Lun / Luns / Luns / Lunself (9 people) Pronunciation: luːn / luːn / luːnz / luːnz / luːnsɛlf (loon / loon / loonz / loonz / loonself) Based on: Nouns (Lunar)

Spelling:

Subject - Moon (33) | Lun (9) | Lu (8)

Object - Moon (33) | Lun (10) | Luna (6) | Lunar (3)

Dep. Possessive - Moons (26), Moon's (8) | Luns (12)

Ind. Possessive - Moons (26), Moon's (7) | Luns (12)

Reflexive - Moonself (34) | Lunself (12) | Lunaself (4)

Using them when talking:

Moon walked in and told me moons name was Chris. I said hi, and showed moon the name tags. Moon found moons and put it on moonself.

Nonstandard sets:

Lun walked in and told me luns name was Chris. I said hi, and showed lun the name tags. Lun found luns and put it on lunself.

A note on defining sets:

Deciding what to consider a variant, and what to consider a different set altogether, wasn't easy.

Elverson and Spivak pronouns are mostly separated because of their history, and how (relatively) well known they are. I then tried to stay consistent, and separated things like 'ze' and 'zey' sets.

Animal and sound based nounself pronouns are grouped based on how difficult it was to separate them. A relatively high percentage of people wrote 'kit' and 'cat' forms into the same entry. Less people grouped 'mew' and 'nya' forms. And, while 'mew' and 'nya' forms were FREQUENTLY grouped with 'kit' and 'cat' forms, I kept them separate for my own sanity.

I am also VERY glad that 'sie/sier' pronouns didn't make the top 25. 'Sie', 'se', 'sea', 'ce', and 'ke' are probably unsortable without talking to their users individually. (There's at least three pronunciations in there - 'zee', see' and 'kee'!) But I love the 4 people using 'sir' as a pronoun. That amuses me!

#neopronouns #gender #linguistics #nonbinary #gecko's lists #pronouns

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readychilledwine · 8 months

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Eris Week - Day 2: High Lord | Heir

Relief

Prompt - How does Eris de-stress and cope with his new responsibilities as the High Lord? Does he have any personal hobbies, rituals, or places of solace?

Summary - Amelia has begun to notice Eris is hiding away in the library more and more as his duties as high lord begin to pick up. Hoping to reconnect with her mate and husband, she offers him the one outlet she knows has always brought Eris calm and relaxation.

Warnings - unedited (as always,) alcohol use, sexual situations (not full on smut)

A/N - Happy day two of @erisweek2023 my fellow Vanserra lovers 💜 I'm welcoming Amelia back into my posts. I'm excited to bring the story of these two lovers to life soon.

Eris leaned back into the oversized chair he had begun to sit in nightly. He always found the silence of the libraries late into the night was one of the only things that calmed his mind, but it had become his haven now after days of long grueling meetings, fights with his brothers, and court relationship repairs he felt were never ending.

He sighed as he read the history of his family one more time. A note pad of things the long line of Vanserras had been praised for or that improved the court was littered with his quick scratched handwriting. He jotted down a long note regarding a great great grandfather's laws on the yearly tithe versus a slow taxation system that allowed fae to pay taxes over the year instead of in one lump sum. He had been praised for it, and Eris desperately sought that praise from the fae in his realm.

He felt the bond tug in his ribcage. He waited before tugging it back, hoping his mate would just stay in their room tonight. He had so much work, and even if he knew this was beginning to eat at their relationship, he needed to finish it. They had not spent a night together since Beron's death, they had not laid together since weeks leading to his death. They hardly ate together or saw each other in the past month. Another harsher tug came, and he ignored it.

The large oak door opened, causing him to pause slightly before continuing his cross research from a book Helion had loaned him on Day Court tax practices. His staff would leave the young High Lord. After he had accidentally snapped at a poor kitchen girl, they knew to allow their budding High Lord moments of silence and time. His mate, however, she had no shame in bugging his husband. Another tug came from the bond, closer this time, causing Eris to pause mid page turn. Amelia smiled softly at him as he looked up from his book.

She slowly pulled the crystal decanter of whiskey and glass out from behind her back. "Would you like this?" Eris was frozen as he took in Amelia's outfit, or lack of. Her tanned golden skin was exposed. Red lace adorning her curves along with a silky red robe. Her long sandy blonde hair was falling in waves around her reaching her hips. Pretty black heels graced her feet, making her legs look even longer.

The double meaning to her words did not slip past his mind. He felt his throat going tight as he swallowed thickly. "Of course I do. What did I do to deserve this lovely treat?" He had hoped his voice was hiding how aroused he was.

"You have been working so hard," Amelia set the whiskey decanter and fine crystal glass down on the table next to him. "Locked away in your office for hours at a time," she moved his book out of his hands, setting it down as well before straddling his lap. "Forced to deal with cranky old males who feel you aren't doing well enough," she kissed his lips quickly, "I felt your stress peaking today during the meeting with your advisors, and I thought to myself, "hmm what does my mate love? What would make him so very happy?" And then I remembered this pretty little thing, and I may have stolen your favorite whiskey from Rhysand. And the glass. And the decanter."

Eris chuckled slightly, his eyes lighting up at her smile. "You stole from the Night Court uncaught?" She hummed and nodded before kissing his lips lightly.

He then groaned, his head falling back as Amelia turned slightly, brushing against him just enough to cause the High Lord to lose himself and his composure. She poured the stolen whiskey into the crystal glass and set the decanter back down, her breasts near his face as she reached.

"I want to help you destress," she handed him the glass, watching as he brought it to his lips, eyes glued on her. He watched as she lowered her lips to his neck and began to slowly kiss along his pulse point.

He needed to regain control of the situation. The thought of anyone, a male especially, seeing his mate like this was enough to make him want to burn the world down one place at a time. "Amelia, we are in the library. We can-"

One of her fingers came to his lips as she ground down on him. "Just relax, Eris. The servants are all in bed. I banished them for the night. I told them to all go enjoy a night off at the tavern on us." He threw his head back, groaning loudly again as she began to grind down on him again.

He took another drink. Sighing contently as her small hands began to unbutton his shirt. Her long nails ran the pale skin of his chest. Digging just enough to make him moan out again. He knew what she was doing, what she was offering. And in this moment, Eris was more than happy to take it from her.

"If you want to help me relax, little bunny," Eris paused, gripping her hip tightly with one hand and pulling her long hair with the other. "Then get on your knees." He smirked as she got down and went between his knees, watching as he untied his leathers to free himself from his pants.

Her hands went behind her back, like he had trained her to do, and she looked up at him, eyes wide in submission. "Such a good girl for your high lord," Eris purred as he ran his hands through her hair and held it in one hand. "Now open your mouth."

#acotar #acotar x reader #eris vanserra #eris vanserra x reader #eris x reader #erisweek2023

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pandoa · 1 year

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love me like a valentine: into the night

what they do for you on valentines day ~individual endings~

~feat. diasomnia~ twisted wonderland characters x gender neutral reader ~headcanons~

late valentines special lol. each character has their own individual ending where you get to see how their night after valentines day goes. fair warning, though: it isn't for the faint of heart~ enjoy <3

silver makes you handmade flower crowns that match the color of your eyes. he made one for himself, too, as a way to match with yours. it initially takes him a little effort to decide what kind of flower to gift you, but with the help of a few woodland critters, the young man was able to find the perfect flower to crown your beautiful figure. he'd even enchanted the stems and petals as he wove each one together, using a simple potion he had gotten from his father that would help the flowers last an eternity. all that was left was to give them to you. he hoped you would accept not only the crown, but his feelings as well.

♡ Silver's Night ♡

sebek zigvolt writes you a love letter. it's the only way he trusts that he will get to say all the words he wishes to admit without lashing out or bursting into defensive shouts over how he really doesn't like you all too much. in truth, though, he really does. you may be a human, but there was a strange charm to your imperfectness that unfortunately drew him in. he's just a little too prideful to say it aloud. so, he thought that a letter coming from his most sincerest emotions would help ease his nerves as he planned to sneak the rustic-looking envelop between the pages of your alchemy textbook, hoping you'd see it without him having to directly speak to you. he just hopes that no one else will confess to you before he ever gets a chance to as well.

♡ Sebek's Night ♡

lilia vanrouge composes a simple yet lovesome song to serenade you with. being a man of his age, he was naturally more traditional when it came to the matters of the heart, and that included him performing a harmonious tune below your room's moonlit balcony as he let the music coming from his guitar guide the words sung from his mouth. this style of music was certainly much more different than the pieces he would play in the pop music club, however, the possibility of making your heart swell and swoon at his charm was more than enough to make the old fae laugh in excitement at the thought of your reactions. tonight would surely be magical, yes?

♡ Lilia's Night ♡

malleus draconia invites you to a field of fireflies he summoned only for you. he notices how you favor and gape at the tiny, green lights that illuminate each time he arrives to your meet-ups at ramshackle, and concludes that you must have a liking for luminous sights. you and your cat companion mumble about "fireflies" often, so you must adore them to an extent, correct? finding an open field adjacent to night raven's gates, he uses his magic to summon the little lightning bugs to create a shimmering setting. it's the perfect environment to confess one's romantic feelings; malleus would only hope that you'd accept his invitation later that night.

♡ Malleus's Night ♡

a/n: mwahahahahHAHAHAHA MWAHAHWA MWAHAHAHHAHA-

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twst silver #twst silver x reader #silver twst #sebek zigvolt #sebek zigvolt x reader #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #diasomnia

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whereserpentswalk · 19 days

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Because of certain advantages that they give, a lot of 21st century companies actually encourage their workers to become various types of monsters. Witches can cast helpful spells. Werewolves are bigger and stronger than humans in their wolf form. People infected with fae "madness" often have physical abilities other people don't. Demons don't eat or sleep and don't physically injure easily. And the list goes on. Monsters are still very marginalized, and the people who own these companies would never think to become one, but they're seen as the ultimate workers by many, the perfect dehumanization. Most people still don't want to become monsters for many reasons, but that's not the same as what companies want from people.

Your roommate is a musician, she's semi successful, specially as a singer. Legally her employer can't request she become a vampire but they're heavily pushing for it, she's ultimately free to do what she wants, but they make sure to let her know becoming one is what she needs for her singing career to take off. She's twenty three right now, every year she ages she's considered "less appealing" to audiences, but if something were to happen to make her stop aging entirely every music producer in the city would suddenly consider her a more valuable asset.

Eventually she orders some vampire venom, the stuff that makes people turn when they survive a vampire bite, online off of the grey market. She's weirdly excited for it. She has one last night of eating solid food, enjoying her favorite meals before she can't anymore. Every time she has second thoughts she asks you or one of her other friends to stop her, because it's not like she's exactly going to have a job if she doesn't do this. She takes some time at the meusum to learn a bit about vampire culture. Watches the sun set incase she's not able to see the sun when she changes. She asks you if you want to have sex with her, because so many vampires are asexual she knows this could be her last time for that too. You ask her what she think she'll miss most about humanity, she says she doesn't know, vampires are so diverse she won't know what she'll lose or gain. Then she falls asleep for the last time as a human, and lets the venom flow through her blood.

When she wakes up you hear a horrible noise. See, vampires are very diverse, immortality and bloodsucking is all they really have in common. And while a lot of them are very human like and sometimes even considered more attractive than humans, others are fully monstrous looking, and very alien to humanity. Sadly, she ended up becoming a subtype in the latter category. She's barely recognizable, her hair was bleached white, and her eyes pink pupiless orbs like a rat's, and her skin so pale you can see veins and organs underneath. She lost so much weight in the transformation you can barely, going from having an hourglass body type, to being so skinny you can see her ribs. And most disturbingly of all, her mouth has twisted into a perfectly round and always open hole, with rings of sharp fangs, just like a lamprey's, her upper and lower jaws are permanently fused, she'll never sing or so much as speak again.

Within a week her life is kind of ruined. She's from one of those subcategories of vampire that's so monstrous most vampire activists distance themselves from them. She can't sing, and nobody wants to see someone like that play guitar. Her family disowns her for religious reasons, telling her their daughter is dead. She's extremely light sensitive, not only can she not see the sun, she has issues with any bright light, there's a reason why most vampires of her subtype live in the subways.

She hates her body being like this, when she looks at her face in the mirror she starts crying, she cries a lot actually. She moves differently now, she crawls on all fours and climbs flat walls like a bug almost as much as she stands up or sits down, and when she does sit it's in very inhuman poses. She seems to hate the way she feeds, leaving way larger wounds than most vampires, and her main source of blood being rats for the time being, she cries whenever she feeds. Her reproductive organs have changed into a single hole, which fishlike eggs come out of, and hatch into little minions that she seems really afraid of, though they seem to want to please her. She didn't even lose her sexuality so the lack of normal genitals hurts her even more. Beyond everything else she's upset that she has no mouth, her voice was always her most noteworthy feature, the way she expressed herself. She can't even talk, now, having to use AAC to communicate. She used to sing as a way of venting or calming herself, and now she can't. All of her friends try to be supportive, but a lot of them are really uncomfortable around her being like this, one of them even told you he doesn't see her as the same person anymore. It's hard to even get sympathy, when most of the world sees her as a vain woman who got what she deserved seeking eternal youth, without most people knowing she didn't have a choice.

You try to be nice to her. It's the best you can do. You let her wear your comfy clothing, and stay up at night to keep her company. You try to give her a lot of physical affection, which she seem to want a lot more now, it really helps just to pet her and cuddle her. And you call her pretty, and call her sweet and lovely, and that seems to help her. You'll also spend time just talking to her, she seems to like just listening to you now. You also watch TV with her, just because you don't want her to be alone, she keeps rewatching things from her childhood, like clone wars and Steven universe, just as a weird way to remember when she wasn't like this.

She still makes music. It's different now, music that she can make purely with software on your desktop. But it's beautiful in a way that nothing she made before was. There's something so strange and impactful about it, and when she's confident enough she posts it, and she gets a following. It's a lot of other monsters who seem to enjoy it, people who've been rejected by society in a way that can't be put into words without cheapening it. The type of story told best through a wordless song.

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oooocleo · 3 months

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my insights as i work on my very serious bug fae setting guide

#cleo talks #bug fae lore #im a bit late on this lore spread for patreon bc my brain turned to soup but im satisfied w it now!#will go up tomorrow hehe

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canonkiller · 3 months

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Loving your D&D stuff.

thank you! however you are going to get a long answer because you have opened an opportunity for me to list things, which is my favorite

very few of the campaigns I'm in / have latched on to that my friends play are actually in D&D any more, for various reasons (primarily 1. WOTC sucks, 2. the system is not really designed for the kind of thing we like the most, which is "impactful character choices," and 3. "why play skyrim as a farming sim"). The games I've been a full player in are, aside from 5e:

Eberron / An Airship Is A Horse That Loves You is in Pathfinder 2e! We started in D&D 5e, which is why there are some semi-homebrewed imports, but it's a very similar system to 5e in gameplay PLUS Pathbuilder is a desktop and app program that will automatically put together character sheets for you, which is arguably the worst part of 5e. It's great, and I highly recommend considering it as an alternative to 5e if you're wanting something that still has the combat rolls and everything but also has more innate design for doing shit as a character. ALSO also there's a ton of included assistive devices, which range from normal stuff like wheelchairs and hearing aids to specifically magical stuff like my favorite: a wheelchair that has legs and can kill. Derien is my PC in this one, fresh out of the oven.

The only other actually active PC status I have had in this group was in an Eyes On The Prize oneshot! EOTP is a fake-marriage game (made by @iraprince !) with flexible setting / character guidelines that's played with a deck of cards, and I highly recommend it for shenanigans. My character was Moonlight Saidluck, a bug centaur fae who accidentally let a human into the fairy world and was pretending this newcomer was their partner and definitely not a human who had accidentally entered the fairy world. I played the one shot with two other couples, which did make it run overtime, but it was a delight. We also had very little trouble playing remotely, with one person in charge of cards and points tracking on an online draw-party style page.

The other games I'm more a spectator in, and then occasionally contribute ideas like fucked up boats or extended debates about magical darkness and the water cycle. That big list of alternative systems is ~

Persona: The Tabletop RPG (PersonaBS)

Quest (Luxknights)

Kids on Bikes (Streams of Consciousness)

Lancer

Beam Saber (AFI, but we haven't been calling it that)

Girl by Moonlight (MMM / Magical Girls)

Cyberpunk TTRPG

Numenera

Monster of the Week

aaand probably more that I'm forgetting because we're. Quite prolific about our play pretend time (and I've got a few concepts brewing that I still really want to nail down - Tanglethorn, the unnamed one about the sinkhole and Bad Hand may grace this list someday if I really buckle down to iron out the wrinkles)

I'm glad you're enjoying my little guys though! I just love a chance to get people into other TTRPG systems, especially when most of them are easier to learn and play than D&D and there's such a wide range of options.

Here's a little Moonlight png, as a reward for reading

#not art #ttrpg #dnd #ask #fractalsliver

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zinfindoll · 5 months

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Swan Song | M. Draconia — 02. campus visit

[ previous chapter | index | next chapter (coming soon!) ]

Rating: T CW: use of [Y/n], she/her pronouns for reader, swearing, mild violence

Author's Note: so much happens in this chapter! i really hope you all enjoy it, and apologies for the delay! ♥♥ finally get to be reunited with malleus next chapter !

Earlier that day....

There weren't many things that surprised Lilia Vanrouge nowadays. Part of it was just his age — 700+ years of living would do that to anybody. The other part was that, in his last year at Night Raven College, he had pretty much seen it all, thanks to an otherworldly traveler who, despite being magicless, had fought off a plethora of overblots and managed to practically unite the school.

Leave it to this little human to be the one to surprise him once more.

Lilia Vanrouge had been enjoying his retirement, living a cozy life away from all the chaos and spending his days picking up new hobbies, improving his cooking, and playing video games. Today was gaming day since a new event was starting in the co-op him and Idia were currently playing, but as he was setting up his computer, he decided to check his phone. There was no reason to, but something in him was compelled to pick it up and open up Magicam...

Only to see that one person he thought would never be seen again was online.

Lilia's eyebrows raised. Nobody had her account information, but the account was kept up for classmates to look back and reminisce.

Before he could even do anything, a text came through from Idia, talking about how he was still caught up in something and might not be able to play today. Naturally, Lilia immediately asked if it was about the former Ramshackle prefect's sudden online presence, only to earn a 'what???????'.

The old fae hadn't planned on spending his day on the phone with Idia trying to figure out what was going on, but that's how it ended up.

"IDK how this is happening... ugh, terrible timing, too..." Idia grumbled over the phone.

"Ahh, that's right. You're still working on those missing persons cases, right?" That... was another worrisome thing.

Idia was silent for a moment. "Yeah... Nobody has been found yet."

Lilia couldn't offer any reassurances, but he did know that their previous classmates going missing was certainly worrisome. Among other things going on in the world... He wondered if it was related to the prefect's return.

Idia clearly thought the same thing. "Ortho's running a scan now. Are we having a sequel or something..?"

"Big Brother! The signal is gone!"

Sure enough, the prefect was no longer online. Lilia could hear Idia's groaning over the line, and after a bit more talking, the two hung up with Lilia mentioning he would tell Idia if it happened again.

With this on top of three former NRC students missing... Lilia couldn't help the foreboding feeling in his chest that he may be having to come out of retirement.

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Idia Shroud couldn't stop thinking about the earlier phone call with Lilia and the fact that the former Ramshackle prefect had been online. Even if it was only for moments, it was still bugging him. He didn't need this added stress — and as cool as the prefect was, there was trouble wherever she went. Not that she wanted said trouble, but she unfortunately had that main character energy that naturally attracted it. Cool, but completely overwhelming for Idia at times.

Pouring over the files in front of him, Idia kept on going over the security footages of the latest disappearance. Due to the nature of the disappearances, STYX had been tasked to look into them — and since Idia had gone to school with the victims, they were hoping to get added insight.

So of course, this meant more work for Idia. And he would complain that it dug into his video game time (especially since Project Idol came out with a new installment), but deep down he was worried. Not just for the ones who disappeared, but if things kept up... He had a feeling it wasn't going to stop.

"Big Brother! The prefect is online again!"

This caught Idia's attention.

Immediately switching monitors, Idia had started to try and track the location signal. Moments later, his phone started ringing, and Idia picked it up.

"I know, I'm on it," Idia told Lilia curtly.

The signal was weak — but it was there. Idia could hear conversation in the background on the phone, but he didn't pay much attention to it as he continued to trace the signal.

PING.

"Got it!" Idia cheered a bit too loudly, cringing at himself immediately. Thankfully, Lilia didn't comment on his voice and instead asked Idia to send the location. Idia did moments later — better Lilia than him. He did not want to travel and see what the hell was going on over there.

"Wait— Malleus!"

Idia cringed as he heard Lilia's stern voice call out to him, using his first name rather than his newly-appointed title. After a few moments, Lilia sighed. "That child... I suppose I'll follow him. Maybe it's for the best. I was getting outta practice as it is!" Despite the bravado of cheer, Lilia sounded bone-weary.

"Um.. yeah. GL, HF," Idia told Lilia, who chortled and thanked him before hanging up.

And Idia couldn't help to think once more about how everything happening was probably connected right now.

Keeping an eye on the signal to make sure it didn't disappear once more, Idia went back to work, rapidly typing away at his keyboard.

"Ace?!"

Even through the bad resolution that was no doubt the product of terrible service, you would recognize the two faces anywhere. Six years had passed since you had last seen them, but they still looked more-or-less the same, if not more mature. Just by a bit, though.

"YO it's actually you!" Ace exclaimed, the audio cutting out a bit. You could see Deuce attempting to shove more of himself into the frame.

"Dude, move over!"

You were quick to cut them off before they started bickering. "How... Shit, I mean— what the fuck is going on?!"

It was hard to get your thoughts together. So much was happening, between the mirror and the earthquakes and now this! You struggled to wrap your head around it all, and you knew it was all connected somehow. There was no way it wasn't.

"We don't know either," Deuce responded. "But it's bad over here!" The audio started to glitch out worse. "Riddle is — ing!"

"Wait, what? I can barely hear you!"

"Riddle is missing!" Ace said louder, static still crackling.

"Wait, what?!" You repeated, although this time you did hear them, you just couldn't believe it. Riddle was missing?! How the hell was that possible?

They started to say something else just as the ground began to shake again. It started out gentle before it seemed to get worse. You vaguely heard Yuna call your name as you toppled onto the grass, your phone nearly flying out of your grasp as you waited for the tremors to stop. Almost distantly you could hear people screaming, car alarms going off violently at the earthquake.

You weren't sure how long this one lasted. Between Ace and Deuce yelling for you, Yuna yelling by your ear, the screaming and the car alarms... It was overwhelming. You squeezed your eyes shut, fists clenching at the grass as you waited for it to stop.

Even when it did, you felt as if the world was still trembling around you. You were barely aware as Yuna helped you to your feet. She looked disheveled and frazzled; no doubt you matched her appearance.

"Are you okay?" Yuna asked, her glasses askew. You nodded.

"You?"

She gave you a shaky nod, before her eyes widened, looking behind you.

"Wha...?"

You turned around to see what she was looking at, only to feel the blood leave your face.

The mirror wasn't just leaking blot — it was now bubbling, hitting the grass in acidic splashes that killed the plant life.

"Guys..." You turned to face the phone camera at the mirror, hearing broken up exclamations from your friends at the sight.

"Is that blot?!"

Deuce spoke up over Ace. "I thought your world didn't have magic!"

"It doesn't!" But even despite the irrefutable fact that magic didn't exist in your world, the blot kept pouring fourth, covering the entire surface of the mirror and pooling dangerously on the ground around it. You dragged Yuna back with you as you noticed the pool of blot getting closer and closer to your feet.

What were you even supposed to do in this situation?! It's not like you could just magic it away!

"You have more of those magic friends, right?" Yuna asked, grabbing at your arm without tearing her gaze away from the mirror. You nodded, your mouth dry.

"Uh... yeah."

"Can you Instalive it? Or whatever their version of Instagram is called?"

That was... Actually a good idea.

"Guys, I'm hanging up to live stream this in hopes others will see this," you told them.

"WAIT—"

You hung up before they could say 'goodbye'. Unfortunately, you didn't have a lot of time right now. Fumbling with the Magicam app, you managed to get to the livestream feature, immediately making sure the camera was facing the mirror as you hurriedly began to try and explain the situation. You noticed a couple of usernames, but tried to ignore the comments as Cater immediately started to bombard you.

"What the hell is that."

You looked over your phone at the mirror, only to see in horror what was rising up from it.

A blot creature.

Well, sort of.

It was clearly fashioned out of blot, but it didn't look like the previous blot monsters you had faced off again. It was a lot smaller, with a dripping, goopy head rather than a glass bulb. It almost looked like a Kingdom Hearts villain, but more... Malleable? Liquid?

Either way, it definitely didn't bring forth any positive feelings.

And of course, because life really liked testing you, more of these mini blot monsters started to form.

"Oh fuck me," you muttered under your breath. Before you could even say anything in the live stream to see if somebody had an idea to help, your phone powered off, dead. Probably for the best — you were going to need both hands for whatever shit this was about to be.

Yuna called out your name in a panic as you both backed up. Those who were outside immediately noticed the monsters appearing, phone cameras popping out to video this when all you wanted to do was to yell at them to fucking run!

But... the monsters didn't seem to care much about you or anybody else around. They all started to crawl towards your dorm. Exchanging confused glances at Yuna, you tried to think of what the hell could be important in the dorm unless something was hidden in there.

Like, say, a shoebox under your bed.

You swore again. "Yuna, we have to get back to the room."

"Are you out of your mind?!"

"I think they're after something I brought back from Twisted Wonderland!"

"Then let them have it!"

You gave her an exasperated look before sighing. You didn't have time to argue this right now! Shaking your head and gritting your teeth, you started to run towards the dorm, ignoring the burn in your legs and lungs. Yuna cried out in frustration behind you before following you.

It was nice to know that your current roomie was apparently a ride or die at the very least.

"If we get killed, I'm going to kill you!" she shouted at you as the two of you ran into the building, avoiding the monsters as if they were the plague. You skidded to a stop by the door, grabbing the fire extinguisher mounted crookedly on the wall. It wasn't a great weapon... But it was better than trying to square up with a blot monster with your bare hands and wet noodle arms.

The weird thing about these monsters was that they didn't have the helmet heads. Without hesitation, you swung the fire extinguisher down on one that got too close to you and Yuna, only for it to immediately splatter into harmless ink all over you both and the walls. Some got in your mouth, tasting like dirt and ash. Ew.

Ignoring Yuna's commentary, you continued to run up the stairs, mind racing. The blot didn't sting — not that you were complaining, of course. Not to mention there were so many, and as long as you didn't get in their way, they didn't seem aggressive. And that made you wonder...

Was it actually blot? Or was it the product of somebody's unique magic?

Maybe you were overthinking it. You tended to do that a lot, paranoia being one of your best friends, but there was a hell of a good reason for that. Your time in Twisted Wonderland had unfortunately taught you to be wary and cautious of everybody you met, to suspect everybody had ulterior motives.

Besides — how else could this all be happening? Somebody had to be behind it. But if they were, were they behind the earthquakes and other disasters happening?

Ugh. You wished you had more time to think, but time was of the essence.

"There's so many...!"

Yuna was kicking at them, and a part of you feared of her after you saw her splatter three without breaking a sweat.

Note to self: don't ever get kicked by Yuna.

Thankfully, there were none of these monsters in your dorm room yet. Shutting the door behind yourselves, you immediately went to pull the shoebox out from under your bed, trying to sift through the items.

"Um?! Do we have time to go through everything right now?!"

. . . Yuna had a point. Grabbing your backpack, you started to dump all of the items inside, one of them catching your attention. Without thinking twice, you caught it, gazing at the shimmering green gem stone.

It was a simple necklace, with a silver chain and what was apparently green sapphire. It looked simple, but considering the gift giver, it no doubt cost more than your college tuition.

"Come on!"

Slipping the necklace on, you grabbed the backpack and started to leave the dorm room — only to get swarmed. Yuna shrieked, kicking one away from you and stomping on it as you two traversed the narrow hallways once more to leave the dorm. Now the monsters seemed to be targeting you, which proved your theory right. Something in that shoebox was attracting them. But what the hell was it?

Progress was annoyingly slow but eventually you and Yuna made it out in the fresh air again. There seemed to be no end of the small monsters, and you could feel yourself getting winded. Yuna didn't look much better.

"What now?" she asked. You didn't have an answer, grimacing as one got you with sharp claws through your jeans.

"Hell if I know," you responded breathlessly. Wait until the cops show up? What could they even do?

The ground started to shake again. It hindered the monsters as much as it hindered you, and you and Yuna held onto each other, attempting to stay upright to no avail. It didn't take long for both of you to topple like dominos — the pavement you were standing on was less forgiving than the grass you fell on earlier, but you could barely focus on the numbing pain as you saw the ground cracking a few feet away from where you and Yuna were.

Through the earthquake, you could shakily make out something larger leaving the mirror, squeezing through and ballooning out. Yuna watched it with wide, horrified eyes; you were sure your expression mirrored hers.

It was nothing like the small menaces from before. This thing was the size of your dorm, with large, bat-like, inky wings that dripped blot threateningly. On it's head was the signature black helmet of a blot monster, and its talons tore up the grass as it stepped out of the mirror.

It was horrifying.

And it was the exact same creature from your nightmares.

As the ground stopped shaking, you pulled yourself and Yuna up, your legs feeling both like jelly and lead at the same time.

"Run," you breathed, tapping Yuna's arm without looking at her. "RUN!"

The two of you started to bolt just as the blot monster swooped down, cleaving through the pavement and causing you and Yuna to dive in separate directions. You barely registered the stinging scrape of pavement against your flesh, scrambling to your feet as the monster instantly turned to you.

Welp... At least Yuna will hopefully be safe, because there was absolutely no chance you could dodge this one.

Flinching as the monster dove straight at you, you couldn't help but call out the one person you needed most, wishing for one last time to have been able to see him.

"MALLEUS!"

And if you opened your eyes, you would have noticed the fireflies appearing around you.

#swan song #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #twisted wonderland #twst #twst fic #zinfic

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fave-fight · 10 months

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ROUND 1, MATCH 34

NO MAGIC, POWERS, OR WEAPONS

@prinxe-with-no-crown:

“i did krav maga for something like eight months. however i am also physically disabled. am i allowed to have my cane with me or is it gonna be considered a weapon.”

(you may have your cane)

“super swagger”

“it's a literal cat and my bestie and fae is the biggest entropic float propaganda maker/spreader ever and also fel is sooo right about elementary and i love meow”

The Knight:

“They are a tiny little bug creature but they have also beaten up several gods and creatures many times their size and would probably do it again with their bare hands if no nail was available. They also kind of become a god in one of the endings maybe. Also I'm not 100% sure they can actually die? They just kind of revive and then beat up their ghost. They are also very very good at dodging. And schmoovement in general. I think they could do it. I think they could win. They don't know when to quit. I'm not sure they know how to quit. If nothing else they have an edge in the mental game because they have all the facial expressiveness of a chunk of marble. Unsettling little skrunkly. I think they deserve to have some fun. A lower-stakes fight for a change. I think the Knight could do it, and I think "it" applies to anything they set their mind to. They are the unstoppable force. They are the immovable wall. They are blasting you in the face with SOUL-powered void magic. They could do it. The Knight could win.”

“this little guy has killed a god”

#fight fight fight #round 1 #tournament poll #poll tournament #polls #poll #the knight #hollow knight

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bluebellhairpin · 1 year

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Kirishima Eijirou X Reader

Summary: As a dark fae, Kirishima has a kind soul but a wary heart so as to not make others afraid. You, a light pixie, bring him out of his shell like a moth to flame. (wc. 3k<)

Warnings: Reader is called 'Little' a lot (you're a pixie, it a bit of a given). I will be fucking up every single ounce of knowledge you have about dark fae and pixies for the sake of my own plot. (They/Them pronouns used).

Listening to: 'Sunlight' by Hozier - "Know that I would gladly be the Icarus to your certainty oh, my sunlight."

Masterlist || Ko-fi

Little creatures always fascinated Kirishima.

The woods were the perfect place to find them. From insects like centipedes, pill bugs, butterflies, and ladybirds, to the kinds that were more mysterious. More magical.

He himself was no stranger to the magic that lurks in the forests - born and raised as a part of it, he knew all there was to know about what went on there, but the nature of his being meant the smaller, delicate creatures gave him a wide berth.

With his imposing height, and large leathery wings, his scary looks were only added to when one got close enough to see how his pupils turned to slits, his teeth sharp - and on top of it all, his crowning glory. A set of horns spiraling up from his skull in a richly deep red. The hand he was dealt in the body he was born in meant that taking in the dainty things of the world was a struggle.

They were often too scared to approach him, and he was too afraid to scare them more - or worse, accidentally hurt them - so he set aside his curiosity and simply admired the small beings of the forest from a distance. Or try to.

But that was before he met you.

Some turn of the world made a flock of new creatures enter the forest where Kirishima lived. A change of scenery, or something more sinister - either reason didn’t matter, all were safe and welcome.

A large Tree Troll, a small herd of Pegasi with dark coats, Mushroom Toads, and Nymphs. Among the creatures was a troupe of Pixies, just as small as their local cousins, but shone brighter, flew faster.

Light Pixies.

Golden like sunflowers and warm like the sun - the only thing that shone brighter than their streamline when they flew was their personalities. Watching from a distance as they zipped around, familiarizing themselves with their new home, and their new family of pink and blue lights, one stuck out to him more than the others. One’s light shone brighter.

Soon, evident by the clear surprise on the Pixie’s face once Kirishima’s eyes focused, it had gotten a little too excited, flew too close to him, and stopped only inches away from his nose. Nevertheless, they smiled - an act he was not used to, but one welcomed and returned just the same.

They had a shirt of sunflower seeds, and burnt yellow wings edged with black. Despite how much smaller they were, the joy on their face was undeniable.

He heard them say something, but like all Pixie’s their voice rang like a bell. He huffed, watching as his breath ruffled their hair.

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand.” Then their bells rang out light laughter. They pointed to him, then flung their arms so wide apart that they spun upside down and back upright again. “Are you saying I’m big?”

They nodded, clasping their hands together with an even wider smile.

“Well you aren’t exactly reaching the top shelf on your own, huh little one?” Their smile turned into an opened mouth gape, as if shocked at the new nickname. They reacted quickly, flying up around him and under his wings, weaving between his long dark hair and back in front of him again in a flurry, cheekily upsetting his surroundings.

This little Pixie was more game than a human child near a raccoon, and he was adoring every second of it.

As days passed, Kirishima had guessed your name in a game of charades - though he still called you Little One - and more of the light Pixies warmed up to him thanks to your friendship. Other small creatures of the forest did the same, and after a time he felt himself feeling like he owed you a debt.

One he wasn’t sure how to pay.

While he liked Pixies, he knew of them, he knew nothing of what they liked. Being a dark Fae in this forest meant you knew a lot - it was a duty of being a protector - but none of it went too deep. However, Fae and Pixies had their similarities.

He hoped that this - gifting shiny things - was one of them.

The light Pixie hive was set up extremely quickly, only a few trees distance from the water and flower Pixie’s homes, and he knew that this was where he was going to find you. Or find someone who knows where to find you.

With his figure approaching, it wasn’t long before his arrival was greeted by a few of your friends - now, he guessed, his friends too. He asked where you were, and one zoomed off into the hive. You seemed to be home today, just like he hoped.

When you emerged, you flew right up to his face, squishing yourself into his cheek in a greeting that needed no words - you were warm, even for such a small thing.

“I have something. For you.” He said, offering a closed palm. Curious as ever, you went down to investigate - as did most of the other Pixies, regardless if the gift was for them or not - and he watched as you jumped back at what was inside.

A coin, gold and swamped by Kirishima’s palm and clawed fingers. He’d tried polishing it as best he could this morning before he came, but at your reaction he’d worried it wasn’t the kind of gift Pixies liked.

However a few crowded around his palm, leaning over the edge to poke and stroke the metal, but he watched you as you finally looked up at him after staring at the coin so long. His doubts melted away at the smile on your face. His vision blurred with light, face being tickled by kisses from you and your butterfly wings.

“So you like it?” he asked quietly, a smile turning to a grin as you nodded ferociously. “Careful there little one, wouldn’t want your pretty head falling off on me.”

He felt himself chuckle gently as your laughter rang out, then you took his nose between your palms - touch featherlight - and kissed him. Right on the point of his nose. There was a mild ringing in his ears, but then something changed.

What changed?

“I’m pretty sturdy Kirishima, no need to worry about my head.” he heard, a sweet voice whispered into his ear. He turned to try and find who said it, but whoever it was was faster, and laughed at him for it. “That’s my voice.” He looked down at you, realization smacking him in the face.

A Pixie’s kiss was magic, a blessing. Where you were kissed depended on what magic was bestowed. A kiss on the nose meant…

“I understand you.”

“You’d better, I’d worry if you didn’t.”

He shook his head. “I don’t deserve that -”

“- You dare question a Pixie’s Blessing?” Your hands were on your hips, head tilted to look up at him sternly.

“No, of course not.” His reply was almost shy.

“Good.” you said, nodding once in finality. Then your hands moved off your hips to bashfully sway at your sides. “I really like your gift Kirishima. It’s so pretty.”

He felt himself shying again at your words, but the bell laughter of the other Pixies still waiting and watching him at his palm cracked through and made him focus again.

“Better get it into your house though.” As he moved towards your home hive, you flew in front of him again.

“We won’t get it through my door.”

“Oh.” He couldn’t help sounding disappointed. Of course it was too big. He should’ve known better, there were other things - smaller things - he could’ve given you instead.

“I know a place we can put it though.” You quickly added.

“Really? Where?”

“There is a spot in your house. The branches make some nice nooks, I can find one I like there, and that’s where we can put it.”

“We can just take it back to my place, it’s meant for you.” He swore he had no control over his voice anymore, not with how childish his protest came out. “You need it somewhere you’ll use it.”

“Well then, now I’ll have more excuses to come visit and spend time with you. Won't I?” You were stubborn as ever, and he folded.

It hadn’t taken you long to make yourself a home on a ledge just above a shelf Kirishima had. You’d move things of his to make it a space more your own - something he minded less and less the more often you spent time there - and bring things in from your adventures in the forest there instead of your home at the hive.

He soon realized you were making a home there with him. Even worse - or maybe better? - he liked it.

He loved your company. Especially now you have given you your Pixies kiss - even if it did wear off when he slept, you had no issue greeting him with a kiss on the nose again, and he didn’t either. He loved you.

Even though you were small in size, your personality was big, sometimes larger than you could handle. You were kind, with a giving heart and gentle hands. You helped others in the forest whenever you could, and your warmth bled into everyone you met. He adored how you kept him company when he had to patrol the outskirts of the woods, keeping him amused and chatting his ear off with anything and everything.

And you were so pretty.

Although it was a strain to see you sometimes, his eyes were much better than others. He could see how your hair seemed to have sparkles in it, and how the skin around your hairline and cheekbones looked splattered with flakes of yellow flower petals. Now you were settled, and your hive had gotten into the swing of things, you’d occasionally show off a new set of pants, or shirt that you’d bring back.

He did love how you twirled around with a smile to show him how it looked.

But his most favorite thing was when you’d make yourself a nest in his hair.

The space between his horns was your favorite, especially in the middle of the day when you could lay there with your feet on his forehead and soak in the sun. But he liked it when it rained in the forest, even if it was mostly a mist, because that meant you hid under his hair, on his neck next to his ear, to protect your wings.

You felt closer, warmer, like that.

It became clear to him that you’d gotten very comfortable with your new large companion. He didn’t know exactly how you felt until one night.

He’d been watching you from his bed - nest almost, just like yours - as you fluttered in and out of your nook. Like you couldn’t decide what to do. It was rare he used his proper voice with you, a thing as precious as you deserved to be treated gently, but right now you were flustered, and he knew you’d ignore him if he wasn’t stern.

“Little one. What’s wrong?” Deep and baritone, he saw how you froze, then turned to him, bashful once more.

“Whatever do you mean?”

“Don’t try and fool me, we both know I know better than to be fooled.” If you could stop your foot midair, he thought, you would’ve. Then you retreated into your nook and yelled.

“Close your eyes!” He did so without question. “Are they closed?” He hummed, then heard you whiz over, slower than usual, and make your way up to his head. He felt a tug on one of his horns, nothing painful, but he knew you’d done something to them. “Okay you can open them now.”

“What did you do?” he asked, watching as you flew down and sat on his now open palm. You giggled, and he swore that sometimes it still sounded like the lightest bells. “You did something funny, didn’t you?” Your head shook.

“No, I didn't. I… I’m just nervous.” His head tilted quizzically.

“Why would you be nervous?”

“I gave you something.” You started fiddling with your fingers, and looked down at your lap. “I’m not sure what you’ll think, it’s something us Pixies do.”

His finger bent down, as close to offering his hand for you to hold as he could, and he felt a warmth bloom in his chest when you took it.

“If it’s from you, I’ll take it happily.” Even though your hands grasped his finger, he felt you sigh.

“You don’t understand, it’s not a gift. I’m… It’s…” For some reason you weren’t able to get the words out. Then your eyes closed, and he felt your whole body move as you took in a deep calming breath. But it didn’t work. Your words came out very rushed. He almost didn’t catch them. “I’m trying to court you.”

You, trying to court… Him?

“What did you put on my horn?” His words were gentle, curious. He wanted you to know it was okay. This was okay. You looked up at him through thick lashes, with stars in your eyes.

“We Pixies, when courting, make charms.” You explained. “We put them on threads of silk along with other items given to us since we met, and then give it back. We wear it around our necks, and I tried to make yours big, I promise! But it still won’t go over your head.”

“Can I look at it?” He asked, but watched how your eyes widened.

“You want to take it off?”

“No no, no of course not, I just,” He felt he messed up, the last thing he wanted was to hurt your feelings, “I want to see the work you put in, I’ll put it right back on after, I promise.”

At the mention of a promise, you relaxed, nodding. After all, promises were always kept.

He felt around his horn, taking off a thick strand of leather. He wondered how you managed to carry it, let alone make it, but you always beat his expectations right through the roof. On the leather was an array of items you’d put on yourself, including a handcrafted bead, a shell, and a tooth of some kind. Then was more familiar items, a rock with a sharp edge he gave you, a red feather.

And the coin he gave you.

He looked from the charm in one hand to you in the other.

“I have nothing like this to give you, little one.” He saw you smile, and almost instantly you returned to your normal self. Your body pressed against his finger and thumb, and your legs swung over the side of his palm.

“You have at least three moons before you have to worry about giving something back, Kirishima.” You said, cheek pressed against one of his claws. “Just wear that, and I’ll wait all the time in the world.”

“Eijirou.” He said as he put the leather loop back over his horn. “If we’re courting, then now I can gift you my name. Eijirou.” Your head tilted.

“Your name isn’t Kirishima?” He almost laughed at how clueless you sounded.

“It is, Fae just have two names. Only those closest to us know our first name. Everyone else doesn’t. Names are very precious to us. Almost as precious as you are to me.” He swore your whole body burnt in a flush at his last statement.

“Well,” you said, “I’m really glad I get to call you by your first name now.”

A beat of silence passed.

“Eijirou is a pretty name, I think.”

“Well I think your charm is very pretty too.” You perked up a lot at that. He said something right.

“Really?” He hummed. You flew up out of his hand into his cheek, hugging his face tightly, and soaking him from the head down with a gooey warmth. “I’m so glad!”

You pulled back, but his hand came up to stop you going further, holding you close instead. You could feel him grin.

“Clingy now, huh?” you teased, and he hummed an affirmative again. You leant back again his hand, shying up again, but spoke more freely. “Can I sleep with you tonight?”

“Only if you make sure I don’t squish you,” he said. “I don’t think I’d bare it if I hurt you, even by accident.”

“I always choose the best sleeping places, so you could never squish me Eijirou.”

Oh how he loved how you said his name.

He was mildly aware of how you tucked yourself in next to his head, making quick work of a spot where his hair could keep the morning chill off when you woke later. He felt more at home here now than ever.

You’d always fascinate Kirishima.

#kirishima eijirou x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #fantasy au #i can't believe i churned this out in like three hours #also i wanna do another part where kiri puts a spell of his pixie to make them bigger so then they can fuck #stil with monsterfucker worthy size difference bc thats what I AM HERE FOR #but we shall see

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