"It/its pronouns dehumanise nonbinary people!!!!"
Listen chief as someone who was constantly bullied and dehumanised by being called "it" throughout elementary school and will maul someone if they call me "it" today I do understand where you're coming from however I need you to understand that there is a VAST difference between being called "it" to refer to one's identity and being called "it" to dehumanise and demean someone.
Being called "it" can be empowering to one person and demeaning to another because not everyone is the fucking same
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My theory for the mystery character! (Shortened version)
Name: “Kiara”?
Pronouns: she/her
Sexuality: Lesbian
Role: Eleanor’s older sister and Violets ex (maybe a rival for Violet ending?)
✦゜ANSWERED: .........How much to buy your silence?? LFNSDKJFSDKFSKFKSF
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Advice for clanmew speaking structure: just say it in a Yoda voice. If it vaguely sounds like Yoda's speaking structure you did it congrats
This is accurate because that is actually how they make Yoda sound so odd. OSV (Object, Subject, Verb) word order is the rarest default order of all languages, to the point where it was once thought it didn't exist.
It does exist though! In some Amazonian languages, AND in some sign languages. But, anyway, point being that it's so rare that it's almost universally odd.
So if you make a character use OSV, like the writers usually do with Midnight in canon, you can tell there IS grammar, but that it isn't "normal." Either that they're not speaking their native tongue or wording their sentences in an uncanny way.
English, and Lakemew, are SVO. Clanmew is OSV.
English/Lakemew: Midnight teaches math
Midnight is the Subject, the thing that is doing. Teaching is the Verb, what she is doing. Math is the Object, the thing being done unto.
Clanmew: Math Midnight she-teaching.
See how they have swapped? And how there is a pronoun attached to the verb? You are ALWAYS expressing your relationship to the Subject in a Clanmew sentence. Their language is built around affirming in-groups and out-groups.
(Honestly she probably forgets about the lack of a first person pronoun pretty often and accidentally refers to herself in the third person a lot... making a mental note to self.)
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((CW: Depictions of a death, blood, and gore :3
Darling could smell the rot in the air; pulses of angry magic and something much more visceral wafted throughout the school of Ever After High. She tugged her eye defenders she borrowed from the Chemythstry lab closer to her face, pulling on the strings to tighten the goggles. A low growl caught the knight's attention, causing the girl to peer into one of the many hallways that EAH had to offer. Ramona was hunched over the body of a teenage girl, purple fumes surrounding the two. Darling noticed the red hood.
Ramona turned to sniff the air, and from where Darling was standing, the wolf's face had been split open by glass. Stained blood marked Ramona's face, though equally fresh, crimson blood dripped from his hands. It smelt awful.
Why aren’t you moving?
Ramona prodded Cerise’s leg, hearing the limp thud of it hitting the floor.
Fine, don’t answer me. He huffed.
Ramona sat in the middle of the hallway, hands covered in a substance undetectable to the half-wolf; sticky and crimson red. They tried nudging Cerise again, but there wasn’t even a pulse.
Wait until I tell mom you’re acting like a possum.
She wiped her cheek, the same blood that was on her hands rubbing onto her face — smearing — adding on to the dried blood that was already caked on in patches, starting from her eyes to their chin. Ramona’s face felt itchy and she growled, hating the lack of vision available to him. “Cerise.” She croaked out in a voice not her own, one that sounded hoarse and irritated. He was salivating, drool hitting the floor in uncontrollable pools.
The half-wolf heard a pop, and the smell in the air shifted; putrid. She crinkled her nose, detesting the smell. Ramona moved to kneel, her tail grazing against the floor, raking her hands up Cerise’s body until she found their face. It was split open, shards of glass wedged in between squishy cracks and tissue. Below her face, it looked like someone had tried to tear out her neck. Like a wild animal attack.
“Cerise?” Ramona said once more, pulling her hands back. She licked her lips, tasting the flavor of iron and his own saliva.
“Cerise?”
There was no answer, not even a pulse.
Darling wanted to gag, watching Ramona stand up and kick the leg of their sister, as if seeing if she were alive. Based on Darling's knowledge, Ramona couldn't see, she must've been infected for a while now. Her eyes drifted to Cerise and—
Her eyes widened. Cerise's face was unrecognizable, having been mangled as it exploded to release the spores of glass. Darling left the hallway, only remembering the way Apple looked. Not wanting to think about what Ramona had to do to cause the Virus to self destruct and reproduce.
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Will y’all ever make a fic with a fully They/Them pronoun using reader or a male reader?/Gen
Asking as someone who loves your fics but doesn’t use She/Her.
We don’t plan on writing another fic after this one tbh. We think we have exhausted all of our idea.
We have tossed around a male x reader so we could finally romance Liu but I don’t think a lot of people would read it nor would we have the time and energy to finish it as I don’t even know how long HO1C is gonna be.
Also I don’t use she/her and Reagan is a butch lesbian, x readers are more popular when you use a woman and I don’t really have a problem with it. Sometimes you just gotta do what will alienate the least amount of people and that’s she/her pronouns.
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been thinking abt dazai using mirror pronouns recently. they don't really see themself as nonbinary or trans, but they also don't exactly feel cis, and making the identity of the people around them dictate how they're referred to is a way for them to remedy that. it's fun for them. and dazai isn't the one who has to worry about which pronouns to use to refer to herself anyway; that's everyone else's problem. and there's something about the reflective aspect of it, too. dazai doesn't feel particularly human, but maybe if everyone around her is reflecting themselves onto her, she can at least pretend. she can at least be seen as something human-like. dazai sees themself as a reflection of humanity itself; not the real thing, but a rather convincing imitation. they look the part, even if they don't feel it. even if they don't believe they'll ever feel human. if everyone around her reflects their own humanity onto her, she feels a little less like a fake. she feels like she's taking some of their humanity for herself, cloaking herself in snippets of everyone else, but only stealing the bits and pieces she knows they won't miss. dazai becomes human by reflecting those around them, by taking in their love and their kindness and their passion and their humanity and imitating it until it becomes part of who she is. until she can be human too. am i making any sense. do you understand. does this mean anything
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