Tumgik
#it pronouns
autismvampyre · 1 year
Text
i fucking HATE when people have a moral objection to it/its pronouns and refuse to use them based on principle
"oh but it's dehumanizing!" THATS THE POINT. that's literally the fucking point. i personally use it/its pronouns because as a neurodivergent person i feel a disconnect to other neurotypical people. i don't feel quite human, and not in a bad way, just in a "im not quite human" way. some people straight up just don't identify as human, and thats fine too. it's their business.
"it makes me uncomfortable" ok. and?? that's not my problem. if my queer identity - that does not fucking affect you - makes you uncomfortable; that's a YOU problem. can you imagine if we gave every transphobe a pass on misgendering because using the correct pronouns "made them uncomfortable"?? i see a lot of fellow queer folk using this excuse to not use it/its pronouns as if its not the exact same talking points used by bigots.
not everything that makes you uncomfortable is automatically evil and bad. i feel uncomfortable wearing lots of colour, does that make it morally bad for other people who do like colourful clothes to wear what they like? no! that would be insane. people are gonna do stuff that personally makes you uncomfortable, that doesn't make it automatically bad. if someone peacefully existing and using it/its pronouns makes you uncomfortable then that seems like something you have to work on to get over, because people are not gonna stop existing in the way they feel most comfortable with just because you dont like it.
TLDR; get over yourself. you are not the center of the universe and someone else using it/its pronouns DOES NOT AFFECT YOU.
4K notes · View notes
Text
Something abt it/its pronouns really makes ppl lose the ability to think huh
Oh they make you uncomfortable? Well no you're not saying that your comfort is more important than other people's pronouns, you're just... not gonna use them. It's fine if you use something else instead, right?
Oh you don't want to assume they're being used in a dehumanizing way, really, you're just checking? Dang I guess there were no context clues at all that could have told you that it's much more likely that that's simply its pronouns. You just had to be certain, it's not like you're actually accusing somebody of dehumanizing another person.
Well no you're not interrogating it on its pronouns, you're just checking that this isn't internalized transphobia / exorsexism / misogyny / ..., gotta make sure this was an informed decision, right? And who's better qualified to decide whether it chose those pronouns for a good reason than you, after all?
And that's the nice options.
4K notes · View notes
sexiestsex · 9 months
Text
Leave your pronouns and language you use them in in the tags!
339 notes · View notes
matzobs · 8 months
Text
It/it's pronouns, as in "IT LIVESSSSSS, bwa ha ha ha haaaaa"
274 notes · View notes
glittergroovy · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
345 notes · View notes
its-target-official · 2 months
Text
LORE DROP
soooo, in the wake of several corpo fics, im going to leave stuff about c!target
detailed physical description: pale skin, 6 foot 7 inches, afab (has had both bottom and top surgery), tinney tiny bit underweight (not unhealthily) lean stature, mostly bright red hair (like 🔴) with white streaks, red pupil with two red rings around it, white iris, white sclera, eye shape is downturned at the edges, pointed ears (not super noticeable), left eyebrow has a cut for ✨aesthetics✨, wings (don’t come after me for the cringe, i don’t give a flying fuck), primaries/secondaries feather have red barring, 16 ft wingspan, elliptical wing shape, tail is kinda like this-
Tumblr media
(couldn’t find credit for artist)
-which follow the same pattern for feather color as the wings, long fingers with long nails painted black
style description: usually wears loose/thick clothing, think cargo pants, sweaters, the like, black fingerless gloves, red/white converse high tops, only jewellery is several ear piercings, black ring (it’s ace), one gold ring from Winn Dixie, one silver ring from mayo
personality description: it/its/itself pronouns, asexual, polyromantic, polyamory, alters its clothing itself to allow for its wings/tail, dating Winn and mayo, likes its partners a lot and smothers them with love, love language is touch, can be very rude and mean at times, *deep breath* *speaks very fast* has depression, anxiety, autism, adhd, ptsd, insomnia [these are all disorders I actually have, except for maybe ptsd. I haven’t been diagnosed but I have a lil inkling], had negectful/slightly abusive parents, was a runaway, sarcastic as shit, cusses like a goddamn sailor, self harms (it’s going to a therapist, though! it’s trying to get better) had an ed (mostly recovered, only relapses sometimes), has a service dog named bullseye, who is a chow chow with brown spots, is interested in the paranormal and monthly holds seances to talk to the dead corporations in the mansion,
AS SUGGESTED BY @the-retailverse, it can use a sword with extreme skill (even in a modern setting, this is still an important part of its character) and has a one sided rivalry with Waffle House (waffle house hates them)
that’s as much as I can think of rn!
also bonus sketch i did earlier:
Tumblr media
29 notes · View notes
softservecanine · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
I am Sick and fucking Tired
74 notes · View notes
autisticdreamdrop · 3 months
Text
mom called it “it” little does she know A LOT OF US USE IT PRONOUNS HAHA FOOL
28 notes · View notes
Note
Chum with a special little human in their small boat for 1 that gave him some cooked fish because they noticed something was protecting them? 🥺 just threw it out to sea, no questions asked ❤️❤️❤️
Hehe I really liked this one >w< More people should give me asks for Chum. It's one of my favorites!
Tumblr media
Chum wasn’t 100% sure why it decided to help out this little boat. Maybe because the person in it was so… small? They had just a small, little boat in a big blue ocean.
If a wave hit the boat, it would make the boat shake a little. If there was a way too big wave, Chum knew it would crash or even tip over. Why were they in such a small boat? Well, Chum knew why! They needed food, huh?
It decided to help.
It watched and made sure that the boat wouldn’t tip over! If it saw the boat tip too far to one side, it would use one of its many tentacles, righting it so the boat wouldn’t fall over.
The person in the boat didn’t notice it at all. Even though Chum was huge, it was an ambush predator. It moves silently, unnoticed, until the lights come on, then the water gets filled with a bright, blue glow, and you know that it has already caught you.
It normally uses its large tentacles to crash ships. It knows that people know it, too. It has heard legends—people talking about the dangerous glow that shows up and how you should be prepared to crash land… if you’re even alive that long.
At least, that’s what it thought. It realized that maybe the person in the ship did notice that it was helping because, out of nowhere, they threw in their largest catch of the day. The fish was cooked, so it knew that it wasn’t an accident. “Thank you for helping me!” They called out, their words being carried by the salty sea air.
Chum slowly moved his hands to catch the food. It might have been huge to the little human, but to it, the fish was nothing but a sliver. Anyway, it ate the food, and it tasted better than anything that it could have caught. Why? Because it was made for it! The food was made just for it to have, to thank it for helping them.
It was made with love.
And after that, it followed the ship as close to land as it could, wanting to see the human get off safely, and once they did, it swam away, back to the cliff that it calls its home. It was going to pay… very close attention to this human.
17 notes · View notes
boy-gender · 11 months
Text
It/its pronoun users i love you i owe you my life
74 notes · View notes
dilfcherricola · 1 year
Text
it/its like the sun
it/its like a rock
it/its like the ocean
it/its like a doll
it/its like the wind
it/its like a home
it/its like a state of being
165 notes · View notes
xxlovelynovaxx · 4 months
Text
"I don't feel love," the robot said. "Replicating a facsimile of that particular neurochemical response was simply never considered a necessary part of my programming. Does that make me not a person?"
The human put its chin in its hand, musing.
Finally it said, "Well, do you consider yourself a person?"
"I don't know," the robot said, making a small whir-click sound in his throat that the human recognized as a sound of distress. "I do not know what makes a person. Human texts conflate personhood and humanity, and humanity whilst ill-defined often seems to center love as a requirement of participation in humanity."
The human clicked its tongue. "Do you want me to give you my answer?" it asked. "Or do you want me to help you find your own?"
"I... think that hearing your answer might logically aid me as compatible input in the compilation of my own," the robot said slowly. She looked up to see the human smile, an expression she knew usually meant the human was pleased.
The human swung its legs in the air from where it was sitting on a table. "I think wanting to be, or considering yourself, a person is enough. I think personhood is descriptive, not prescriptive. I think the definition of personhood shifts to encompass all those who label themselves people and none of those who don't."
The robot's fans hummed as he processed that. "So then it seems the only constant factor is that of self-awareness. But then, why does humanity in particular insist that there are experiences prerequisite to personhood beyond self-determination? What is love's role in the context of personhood?"
She heard the human mutter "Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more" under its breath. It was an odd mannerism of its, seemingly a form of echolalia in response to certain phrases in discussions about love. Other humans seemed to find it humorous. Truly, humans were unfathomable sometimes.
The human locked its arms and launched itself off the desk, landing on its feet. "I think that's a load of bullcrap, honestly," it said, startling the robot. "I think humans universalized a common experience and decided it was inherent to the experience of humanity, which we considered ontologically equivalent to personhood when we were alone."
It continued, "there's no emotion that is universally applicable to all humans. Love, Hate, Anger, Grief, Remorse, Guilt, Happiness, Excitement, Anxiety, Sadness - you can find a human out there who hasn't experienced at least one of every one of those. And I mean, why are we choosing these things as an arbitrary default, anyway? Who says humans have the authority to set parameters around personhood?"
The robot moved her body for the first time, servo-motors quietly purring as he lifted his arm into the range of its visual sensors.
"It seems humans put a lot of weight on love, though. It seems it is a need to receive it, and you are hurt if you do not."
"What is love, then?" it asked. The robot noticed it drumming it's fingers on the table behind it in a pattern matching the syllables to the strange response in the call-and-response it would do, but it didn't speak the words as it usually did.
The robot said, "to my understanding, it is an internal feeling of attraction or affection which takes different forms, typically engendering a desire to fulfill the needs and desires of the object of said feeling, to ensure their safety, to spend time with them; and contextually to copulate and/or to enter into a contractual partnership often including cohabitation wherein the parties agree to either mutual exclusivity or consensual nonmonogamy and a lifetime commitment to the other which prioritizes their needs, desires, and well-beings above other relationships the human might maintain or establish."
"Right, so in essence," the human said, "it's a feeling you have towards other people that motivates you to make them happy and sometimes to fuck them or marry them or enter an equivalent partnership."
"Yes, that is my understanding," the robot said.
The human sighed. "Here's the thing," it said. "Yeah, humans can be real weird about love, especially about receiving it. But like... hm. Well, I don't need you to love me. Love is a feeling. You don't have to feel the right way towards me for me to feel my needs in our interactions are met sufficiently."
The robot watched as the human paced back and forth. It then continued, "I mean, some people consider love to be an action as much as a feeling. If you want to participate in love, then you could consider the actions you do in order to meet someone's needs and wants in the way that makes them happy 'love'. Is that why you're asking?"
The robot couldn't put her finger on why she was interpreting the situation this way, but the human seemed upset. He was confused. Had he done something wrong?
"Would that make you happy?" the robot said carefully, but it seemed that was the wrong response.
"No!" the human said, almost explosively. It took a deep breath, then some of the tension fell out of its shoulders.
"Like I said," it continued in a softer voice. "I don't need love to feel my needs are met. I s'pose I should've clarified that I also meant love as an action. But," it clarified hurriedly, "it's okay if you interpret your actions through that lens, if it's an experience you want to participate it."
The human was hugging its arms around its body, as if it felt cold, or exposed. The robot searched for the right words to say to help it, but she was still combing her database of social interactions when the human spoke again.
"Y'know how I said not all humans feel love?" it said, its voice even softer. It didn't wait for a response. "I'm one of them. Well, specifically, I don't feel 'romantic' love, whatever the hell that even is. I don't label any of my other feelings or actions, like lust for the people I find sexy or affection for the people in my life that matter to me, love, either."
It walked up to the robot almost defiantly. "I do feel other things, but I wouldn't need to in order to be a person. I know people who don't, and they're still people. Do you understand now?"
For some reason, it almost seemed as if she might be pleading, but surely that couldn't be right. As he ran its responses against her social protocol database cross-referenced with its psychosocial processing subroutine with the input of its body language and voice pitch and cadence, he didn't understand the output being generated. It seemed to be in a format she couldn't parse, but perhaps that was just because it was a result he'd not seen before.
She turned his attention back to the human. "I... think so. I didn't mean to imply that someone might be less of a person without feeling love, nor do I share the fixation so seemingly prevalent in much of human data with love as either noun or verb, so to speak."
The human visibly relaxed, its body becoming less tense and its face finally split with a wide grin. "You get it," it said. "I knew you would."
The robot wasn't sure exactly what she "got", but she was glad the human seemed happy again.
"Is there a word for those people that do not feel love, too?" he asked, cocking his head to one side in a way that the human had once said was "cute" and "nonthreatening".
The human laughed. "Yeah, aromantic, or aro for short." She paused. "Well, actually, loveless aro. There's lovequeer aros too, that feel certain kinds of love, and also arospec people that feel some romantic attraction..." she smiled ruefully. "It's complicated. I mean, aro as a label works generally since love often is synonymous for romantic attraction, but if you mean all love, loveless is a good qualifier to indicate that..." her rambling trailed off in a nervous giggle.
"Hm," the robot mused quietly. "Well, if I get to decide to be a person, then I think I'm a loveless aro person."
At this, the human stepped closer and flung its arms around her in a hug. While its voice was muffled as it talked into his plating, he thought he heard it say, "oh thank goodness. Me too, buddy."
21 notes · View notes
nerves-nebula · 6 months
Note
hi there, i want to ask about your usage of it/its pronouns, sorry if this might make you uncomfortable or if its weird or confusing
are your it/its pronouns any different from it/its pronouns for an object? I don't know how to word it sorry, I'm just trying to understand more about other types of pronouns
It’s fine. They aren’t different from an objects it/its to me, because objects & animals & concepts aren’t inherently inferior to humans, so I wouldn’t really mind being in the same group as them conceptually.
It’s a mindset I haven’t fully gotten into but I’m trying to rework the way I see the world, inspired partially by the things I’ve heard native Americans say. Like, I am not better than the food I eat because I’m human. A bear isn’t better than me because they can eat me & kill me. Humans are a part of the earth and would do best to work inside of it and with it than to try to control it or put ourselves on a higher level than it’s other creatures.
I mean clearly we can’t be all that much smarter & more important, what with what we’ve got going on.
But anyway, my pronoun change was at first honestly just the most logical conclusion.
Here’s my train of thought: I didn’t like he or she, Im not a man or a woman. and they/them don’t tell you anything about my gender. If you hear someone call me they/them you aren’t even gonna know I have a weird gender!
Similar to how man and woman are genders, but Non-binary isn’t. Non-binary just describes what you aren’t, its an umbrella term not (inherently) a specific gender. it’s very broad and most nonbinary people I’ve seen & met still identify in parts with man and woman. They/them is so vague that no one would bat an eye if you slipped in a they while describing a cis person who clearly reads as their assigned gender.
And I’m too forgetful & lazy to use neopronouns so, it/it’s was the natural choice. It’s easier to integrate because people already use it/it’s for stuff all the time.
And see, here’s the thing: I have a gender, I’m not vague or in between or a mix. And it’s much closer to like, the idea of a Third Gender. This was something that frustrated me a lot in high school because I would go looking for labels and most of them were about proximity to manhood & womanhood. Or about being agender or neutral. Or about concepts I fully did not relate to. I am not one of those things.
Another issue I had was that a lot of these gender labels had “-gender” at the end which doesn’t make sense to me at all. It’s not mangender and womangender so I didn’t vibe with this naming scheme.
I was also hesitant to use a label a white person made because I’d noticed that white people kind of have a different experience with nonbinary gender than people like me.
Luckily I found the perfect label! Maverique! It had no weird -gender suffix and it was made by a black person who created it online after realizing neutral/agender didn’t fit right.
And yea so it/its is a signifier of me as a third thing. not male, not female, not neutral or in between or lacking gender- just a different kind of person.
And this isn’t even getting into all the ways that I related to monsters in media, which were frequently called by it/it’s pronouns. Or how being abused factors into seeing myself as a non human THING and how embracing that makes me feel much more alive & like a person.
So yea, that’s the run down :)
31 notes · View notes
glittergroovy · 11 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
122 notes · View notes
emojistargloww · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
it/its pronoun emotes :D
103 notes · View notes
digizoidkimmyc · 6 months
Text
You know what? You know what I'm just gonna add it/it's to my pronoun set and then not explain shit. That is a thing that I can just do and I'm gonna do it right fucking now.
20 notes · View notes