My head on repeat: "Simon! I found it out. You see, everything is fake. Everything is fake. Everything in this world is fake. It's just like .. you know .. even the grass on the football field isn't even grass. It's plastic! It's like bright, but at night... it's night, that much I know. But Simon, why is it so bright? All the people are fake. They are made out of metal. But I like you, and that's not fake."
Since Pride Month is coming up please remember that no random person on the internet has the right to dictate what your identity "should" be or that your identity isn't valid. The only person who gets a say in deciding your identity is you.
*chanting* AROACE TOPH! ARO ACE TOPH! ARO ACE TOPH!
I just had to draw her in "LOVE IS IN THE AIR WEAR A MASK".
[ID: a digital painting of Toph in style of harajuku street fashion photography. She is standing relaxed, looking ahead. She is wearing a green t-shirt with black "love is in the air wear a mask" on white background tucked into a darker pleated skirt with some straps on one side. Her shoes are black chonky sneakers with green socks. She is wearing a small black bag on her right shoulder. She is wearing a black ace ring and a golden chain and a facemask. Behind her is a building, some fences and greenery. She is standing on a street. end Id]
Listen, when I say I'm gay for someone, it doesn't matter what their gender is. I'm non-binary. All of my attraction is gay. I'm gay for her and I'm gay for him. I'm gay for them and I'm probably gay for you too. I'm gay.