Pride Post

Seeing as it is the month of Pride, I decided to update you all on my oc’s sexualities and gender identities. All ocs will be included even if they are straight/cis because all my characters support the peers who aren’t

Camp Half Blood

  • Atsa Sandoval
    • Sexuality: Bisexual/romantic | Polyamorous
    • Gender Identity: Cis-female
  • March Porter
    • Sexuality: Heterosexual | Biromantic
    • Gender Identity: Cis-male
  • Celeste Rousseau
    • Sexuality: Pansexual | Demiromantic | Polyamorous
    • Gender Identity: Nonbinary (They/them)
  • Zara Ye
    • Sexuality: Demisexual | Panromantic
    • Gender Identity: Cis-female
  • Daniel Davenport
    • Sexuality: Homosexual/romantic 
    • Gender Identity: Cis-male


  • Jay McMillan
    • Sexuality: Heterosexual/romantic
    • Gender Identity: Cis-male
  • Misha Bristow
    • Sexuality: Asexual | Homosexual
    • Gender Identity: Trans-male

Young Injustice

  • Rose Nelson
    • Sexuality: Demisexual | Biromantic
    • Gender Identity: Genderqueer (she/her, they/them)
  • Andres Begay
    • Sexuality: Asexual | Greyromantic
    • Gender Identity: Cis-male

Empyrean Academy 

  • Bea Vans
    • Sexuality: Bisexual/romantic
    • Gender Identity: Demi-girl (she/her, they/them)
  • Zarir Razdam
    • Sexuality: Greysexual/romantic
    • Gender Identity: Cis-male

Faenar Institution

  • Sumi the Kappa
    • Sexuality: Pansexual/romantic (leans toward girls)
    • Gender Identity: Agender but she/her pronouns are fine
  • Abioye the Nandi Bear
    • Sexuality: Demiromantic | Bisexual
    • Gender Identity: Cis-male
  • Ulric Rukin
    • Sexuality: Uncertain but her has only ever dated women
    • Gender Identity: Cis-male
  • Merida Robinson
    • Sexuality: Heterosexual/romantic
    • Gender Identity: Cis-female

The Boarding House

  • Kindra the Angel
    • Sexuality: Pansexual/romantic
    • Gender Identity: Agender (people tend to use she/her, Kindra doesn’t really care)

I might add who their current partners are

Saudade (8)

Bucky x Reader

Summary: She’s willing to do anything to keep Bucky out of harm’s way, that’s why she’s so expendable, and expendability is dangerous.

Word Count: 1.7k+

Warnings: swearing, angst, violence

CATCH UP HERE Part 7 Part 9

Originally posted by jlstreck

“I don’t know what to do, Steve!” Bucky hissed angrily, running a frustrated hand through his hair as he paces around the room. “I’ve been walking on eggshells around her! She’s so conditioned to do as she’s told that I have to tell her when to eat, when to sleep, and when to go to the damn bathroom! I know it’s only been a month, but I—I miss her.”

Bucky,” Steve chastised him with a frown. “She’s been through a lot just like you have. These things take time. She’s different, scarred, frightened just like you were—are. You’re not the same, either. You’re not as social as you use to be. You’re always guarded, afraid to show your vulnerability, which wasn’t always the case. You’re healing and so is she, so let her.”

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@thecollectorwitch cont. of this post

At first Abioye had not noticed that the woman was waking, at least he couldn’t hear her groan over the crackling of a small fire he had prepared while waiting. He didn’t want to move her just in case there was an unseen injury, but in a small attempt to keep her warm he had shed his vest to place over her[small good that did] and went to start a fire, which honestly was hell to get going and was even harder to keep going.

The man almost looked frustrated as he poked at the fire with a stick, eyes concentrated on his work. Maybe his most notable feature besides way too expensive clothes was the vitilligo that covered half his face and bits of his hands that were normally covered by his gloves. It almost looked like part of a mask on first glance, something that had reminded Saaleha a lot of the phantom of the opera.

In a way the woman was lucky she was a woman, as Abioye was not always a kind man and probably would have left someone of his gender out to freeze to death in the snow, yet even now he only had so much time to ‘waste’ on someone he didn’t even know if they’d make it or not.

The Reverent sighed, his breath fogging as it left his lips. He seemed tired, or maybe annoyed as he glanced over at Milly…Hm? His expression changed from it’s tired little look to a kind gentle smile as Abioye put up a mask, hide what was truly inside as he always had and pretended to be someone kinder.

“Good morning” He spoke with a small wave, he seemed to have a slightly faded East African accent, mostly a kimrima dialect. “Can you speak or even hear me for that matter?” As he spoke he moved closer, slowly but still. With a wave of his hand he wanted to check if her eyes would follow his hand, to see how ‘aware’ she may or may not be.