Gender Neutral - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
A list of gender neutral names by a person that has not yet picked their own name
.Rowan
.Kai
.Georgie
.Raven
.Asher
.Eli
.Kavi
.Gray
Also I feel the need to add that all names are gender neutral, some people just feel more comfortable with names like this
I drew the bat family
we need a gender neutral version of āfangirlā or āfanboyā. or is there already one and i havenāt found it yet
Bedroom in DC Metro Mid-sized transitional master bedroom idea with a dark wood floor and a brown floor, gray walls, and no fireplace
Morro: If you had 7 cookies and I asked for 3, how many would you have?
Y/N: None.
Morro: This is basic math Y/N-
Y/N: I'd have none because I would give them all to you because I like you.
Morro: [holding back tears] Gross. Fucking disgusting. Get the fuck away from me.
HI, I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT:
Just because you haven't transitioned doesn't mean you are any less of your preferred gender
You don't have to be on hormones
You don't have to get surgery
You don't have to look androgynous to be non-binary, genderfluid, genderqueer, etc.
You do not have to do anything that you are not comfortable with to be you're preferred gender
YOU ARE VALID AND SO VERY LOVED!
But if you feel like doing any of the above will make you more comfortable with your gender, then do so, this post is not intended to turn people away from transitioning, just to spread love. ā¤ļø
BTS REACTION to you showering with a hot water
You and your boyfriend are showering together (nothing sexual) and the water is too cold for you ,so you turn the handle to the other side. Few seconds after the hot water starts running. This is your boyfriend's reaction.
Jin
*the water is running down on his face and Jin screams*
"AGH! MY FACE! MY WORLDWIDE HANDSOME FACE!"
Suga
*leaves the shower immediately*
J Hope
"Agh! Y/N! You want to cook me?!"
RM
"Ah ,I now know why you are always so red after taking shower." He says ,starts laughing and slips on a wet floor.
Jimin
He loves it! You two would be there until your skin is tomato red and burnt. You and Jimin would be just two little cute red tomatos.
V
"NO NO NO! Turn it back!"
Jungkook
*enjoys it with you*
"It Was A Little Mistake"
Part 2 of: āIt Was A Little Mistakeā
Eddie Munson x GN! Reader
Warning: Angst-fluff, Happy couple, kind of OOC Eddie, terrible writingĀ
Word Count: 1,796 words 9,298 characters
Summary/Request: Bro I loved You're story āit was a little mistakeā I was wondering if you could do a second version where Eddie keeps sending the reader letters and letters until the reader finally decides to go the the hellfire club but this is just request if you don't like it you can just ignore it have a nice day or night btw I was literally love you're story's š
Eddie was a mess. You saw it. So did everyone else. His hair was much messier, he had eyebags, and dark ones at that, and his style was all over the place too. He usually wears his Hellfire Club shirt with a leather or jean jacket along with ripped jeans or jeans with chains. You loved his style! You loved how outgoing he was sometimes, but once you tried to dress how you liked and were told you looked like a tornado had happened around you, so you stuck to ordinary clothing people saw you in. Eddie was the only person who let you actually be yourself around him and wouldn't call you weird or give you uncomfortable looks. In fact, he matched your energy.
It was Monday and you had just gotten to the school, making your way to your locker, though your eyes were scanning every inch around you for Eddie Munson. Yea, you hated him and never wanted to speak a word to him, but what? You could care about him. You let out a sigh, not seeing him anywhere or his van anywhere outside. You unlocked your locker and opened it to see a letter fall to your feet. A while ago you received a shit ton of letters like you could fill a show box with them, but then they stopped. Now theyāre back and it made you feel your cheeks heating up. At first, confusion ran through your body as you leaned down to pick it up and looked at the envelope to see no name or anything. You grabbed whatever book you needed, putting all your other things away and the envelope into your pocket. You walked to your class, dropped your belongings, and sat in the back row.
Getting bored of listening to math, you reached into your back pocket, got the envelope out and brought it in front of you. After a few seconds, you hesitantly opened it, quietly and slowly. You take out the paper from inside, pull it out, unfold it, and see... messy writing. You could barely read (I refuse to believe Eddie Munson would have neat handwriting). āI'm sorry [your name]. I really am. I wish I could take everything back. I swear :( come to Hellfire tonight and I'll make it up to you. I just want to see you. Pleaseā were the words that you read. Eddie didn't sign it, but you knew it was from him. You wanted to smile at the fact he hadn't given up trying to get you back since it made your heart flutter, but the thing was you were still mad at him and he was just a few seats away from you. You slowly turned your head to his seat to see him staring at you, but once you two made eye contact, he looked away, trying to act natural. You let out a sigh and crumbled up the paper, looked at the trash can in the back of the class, and tossed the paper into it (giving very much basketball pro)
You couldn't see the sadness on Eddie's face. But seeing the paper being thrown into the trash can broke his heart. Shattered. His heart shattered into a million pieces. He turned away, so you didn't see his hurt face filled with regret that he even tried to make it up to you. It's almost been a year. Why was he still trying? The sound of the bell ringing could be heard around the school. Students got up and left, as well as you and Eddie did, going your own ways.
Neither of you tried to talk to the other or even look at the other... or thatās what you each thought. Eddie had been stealing little glances at you and you did the same, but you thought the other never looked at the other (because you guys are stupid/j).
Eddie couldn't stand you not being by his side. Whenever he was driving home, he imagined you were sitting in the passenger seat, humming along to the music playing on the radio. If you were wondering, he did skip the 7th and 8th periods. But he left you a little something.
After many classes and what felt like an eternity, school ended and you started walking to your car to see another note. "What the hell, Munson?" you mumbled under your breath, then took the paper out of the windshield wipers and unfolded it, reading it to just see
āHELLFIRE CLUB MEETING
4:00 PM
P.S: Please come.ā
You couldn't help but let out a small laugh, not laughing at it but laughing from wondering how many letters he was going to give you.
You shoved the paper into your pocket and got into your car, putting the key in and turning the car on, reaching into your glove box to pull out a cassette and put it in to play, White Room by Cream. You drove off school property as the music filled your ears and your elbow out the window that was blowing air into the car and messing up your hair. You tapped the wheel to the beat and opened your mouth to sing a bit of the lyrics.
"I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines.
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You said no strings could secure you at the station. "
You leaned your head back, keeping your eyes on the road.
As I walked out, I felt my own need, just beginning.
After playing the song two times, you slowed down to park in your driveway and grab your things from the passenger seat, getting out the keys before getting out. You walked into your house and saw that your parent(s) were nowhere to be found, so you went to your room, threw your belongings on the floor, and then heard your phone ring. You walked over to your bed and sat down. You picked the phone up and brought it to your ear. "[last name] residence," he said as he messed with the cord. It was Mike Wheeler? ā[first and last name?]', the freshman's voice said, "Uhm..yeah." You responded, hearing him sigh in relief, "Thank god you answered! Look, you need to forgive Eddie because heās completely out of it. Like, it's so bad he gave us a sort of peek of the campaign and even worse is that it sounds nothing like how Eddie would do it! " Mike basically yelled, making you pull the phone away from your ear a bit.
"I'm sorry Mike, but I can't just forgive him like he did nothing."
āWell, fix him or something! He needs fixing!" He yelled one last time before hanging up.
"Geez, when did he become an asshole?" you asked yourself, putting your phone back then laying on your bed and staring at the ceiling, thinking about what he had said. Was Eddie really that torn over everything? I mean, you were the one who had gotten heartbroken, the one who was shit talked about. You were the one who should've been sad and completely weird! You wondered why Eddie cared so much. He didn't like you. He said so himself! Eddie liked people who gave him space. Is that why he won't get away from you?Ā
You didn't go to hellfire that night, but Eddie tried again the next week, and the next, and the next, and the one after that, then the next after the next, and the other after that. So on and so on till you gave up and threw away all the letters, grabbing your coat, cruising under your breath, wanting to choke Eddie for so many letters. You didn't hate him 100% but didn't fully love how he was flooding your locker and had people staring at every envelope that fell out when you opened it. You went to Hawkins High and burst through the doors to rush to the hellfire room, kicking the door open, "Eddie. I swear to fucking God if I get one more letter I will-" You got interrupted by the fact that the club wasn't there. Only Eddie and a table with a cloth on it full of roses and takeout food. "Henderson saw you kind of mad at the letters today, so I thought youād come..and I was right." he chuckled
"What is all this?"
"Our date"
"Our what?"
"Date! To make up for your 20 dollars and to make up for being an asshole "
Your stomach was filled with butterflies flying all around, making you feel happy, your cheeks were heating up; and you were getting nervous. Did he really want this or was it just a joke? He went to the seat you were closer to and pulled it out. "Do you want to have this date?" he asked, making you freeze up. Your mouth moved faster than your mind, blurting out a "yes" and moving to the chair to sit down with Eddie pushing it in for you to hear a small thank you. He sat down in his own chair. "I just wanted to say how sorry I am [your name]. I didn't mean anything I said. I swear it just came out like word vomit and I didn't want it to come out because none of it was true and I didn't want to say any of it! " He said, as you had already started eating your food. You didn't want to forgive him, but now that you think about it, everything he did in almost a year did make up for it..sort of. He gave you 215 letters asking for forgiveness and gave you a few gifts. "I forgive you," you said with a slight smile. You swear you felt better after forgiving him.
The two of you talked happily for almost four hours about how you were during the time you guys didn't talk and how much you missed each other, and after your date, you two left the school and you finally realized. You walked here. Ran. You asked Eddie for a ride, and he laughed at the fact that you were so mad. You ran all the way here, then the two of you got into his van and he drove you home. You leaned over to him, placing a kiss on his cheek. "You are the most romantic guy I've ever met, Eddie Munson," you said, with your lips against his cheek. He put his hand on your cheek when you pulled away and pulled you into a passionate, sweet kiss. You didn't waste a second kissing back. Was he wearing strawberry chapstick? You pulled away with a smile.
"Goodnight [your name]."
"Goodnight Edward Munson"
Authors Note: THANK YOU GUYS FOR SO MANY FOLLOWERS AND REBLOGS AND EVERYTHING!!!!
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