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Nonbinary Terror

@ramonaramona

They.Them, 18, Awful

god is there anything hotter than a slovenly loser trans girl???

some girl: hasn’t slept in 36 hours, plays video games instead of showering or doing laundry, forgets to take her hrt half the time, only drinks monster energy and off-brand cumlube

me: oh i can’t not fuck her

AGENT SMITH: I was thinking about why so many humans participate in "speedrunning". The reason is humanity’s lack of work ethic ('go fast' rather than 'do it right') and, in a Petersonian sense, to elevate alternative sexual archetypes in the marketplace ('fastest Neo').

- The Matrix: Reloaded (2003)

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*edit: I’ve added the queer chevron flag @the-queer-and-beloved and @the lovely person who sent me an ask, but I don’t know how to deal with them, thank you for suggesting it, I hope you like it!

**edit: polysexual and aromantic flags! I’m always happy to get a new request, thank you @yeehaw-aroace 💚

Types of Enbies: Aesthetics

Pastel Enby: Oversized sweaters, Hearts drawn in blue eyeliner on their cheeks, ice cream in the wintertime, the feeling of safety when you hug your favorite person, early sunrises, flower crowns, daisy chains, summer picnics, dying your hair with kool aid, glitter, gummy bears

Punk Enby: Choppy hair, backwards snapback, infectious smiles, Doc Martens, coffee with just a touch too much sugar, jackets covered in patches and pins, staying out too late talking about the universe, underground concerts, adrenaline rushes, sunsets on the riverwalk, stolen kisses under streetlamps

Goth Enby: Dark outfits, glow-in-the-dark stars, shorts and tights in the summertime, cardigans, lace, sad smiles, leather-bound books, babydoll socks, eyeliner sharp enough to kill the gender binary, chocolate ice cream, the smell of hairspray, black lipstick kisses, nose-wrinkling smiles

Vaporwave Enby: Backwards snapbacks, bright colors, checkered-print Vans, full wall murals, that one Fuji water bottle, neon, secretly a computer whiz, probably lowkey obsessed with mothman, listens to rap, calm afternoons turned into crazy evenings, hands in their pockets, huge grins

Grunge Enby: Ripped flannels, fishnets under jeans, worn converse, the faint smell of cigarettes, smeared eyeliner, sour gummi worms, laughing so hard your ribs hurt, carrying a sharpie with you everywhere, has probably written lyrics on public property before, takeout straight from the container, dandelion wishes

Vintage Enby: The smell of old paper, “You’re right, James Dean would Never,”, classic red lipstick, drinking grape juice from a wine glass, halter-tops, white button up shirts, high-waisted shorts, checkered diners, blowing kisses, dancing in the street, the smell after it rains

Space Enby: Tired eyes, always awake at night, sitting on rooftops with the one they love, warm sweaters, glow in the dark stars, ice cream with sprinkles, That One Pair of shoes (you know the one), walking for miles, laying in a field with a smile on your face, feeling like the universe is hugging you, existential crisis, infinitely small but uniquely important

Plant Enby: Mom friend, cares for their succulents like children, named all their plants, collects rocks, grass-stained jeans, circle-frame glasses, freckles, warm eyes, dancing in the rain, best friends with a caterpillar, always smells vaguely like dirt, but not in a bad way, novelty socks, cuffed t-shirts

If someone were to assign me a gender at birth I would simply say no

Rip to u cis ppl but I’m different

What social isolation has done to me is that I’ve been thrown head first back into dead fandoms that I haven’t looked at in years and been scraping content off of the bottom of the abyss that is tumblr. I’ve reverted back to the mindset of a 7 year old girl shoving her two dolls together and yelling kiss but with book and tv show characters. I have gone extreme fan girl with no way back.