Which pronoun set do you prefer?[ 48 vote(s) ]
1.	Ey/Eir	2 / 4%
2.	They/Them	11 / 23%
3.	Sie/Hir	5 / 10%
4.	Pick a Side	30 / 63%

Ok, I threatened to do it. Don't say I didn't warn you! :twisted:

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(Ey/Em)

“But I have nothing to wear!” Ey whined at Hank in the men’s restroom the next morning. Ey looked into the mirror, scowling at eir reflection.

“I’m sure someone around here has shoes you can borrow,” he reasoned. Ey looked down at eir huge feet. Coarse hair clung to the tops, making em think of hobbits. “Look at the bright side, at least you’re human today.” He gave em a grin that would have had em giggling and running away in a different time and place. For now, well, he was eir roomate. Ey was more in need of friends than boyfriends, not that he offered, and well, he wasn’t the only exemplar strutting around partly naked in the restroom that morning, em included, though ey wasn’t much to look at.

(They/Them)

“Homo maybe, but sapiens I’m not,” They growled with their unnaturally low voice. They poked at their heavy brow ridges and bushy eyebrows, as if that would make them shrink faster. Their jaw was still slightly elongated and their stocky body looked strong enough to crush half the boys in the restroom. The shaggy cinnamon colored hair on their head was slowly giving way to their natural black color and texture. It still bore the uneven white streak, and their eyes were still a warm yellow gold. Those traits always stayed fixed no matter what else changed. Overnight, they’d gone from werebear to neanderthal as their body took its own sweet time about getting itself back to what they’d come to think of as normal. They pouted at their reflection as they envied normal teenagers who only had to deal with acne.

Hank gave them an odd smirk. They heard a chuckle off to their right too. “I’m not touching that one,” he told me.

They growled, their voice still sounding lower than they liked. They leaned in to the mirror, lifting their lip to see that their long bear teeth were still in place.

(Sie/Hir)

“My, what big teeth you have!” said the boy next to hir on the other side from Hank. Sie thought sie remembered seeing him when sie first came to Poe. His blonde hair, bright blue eyes, cute freckled nose and winning smile caught hir attention. Sie still didn’t know his name. “Now your line is…” he gestured dramatically. Was he trying to hit on hir? Empathic senses said ‘yes.’

Looking like this? Was he nuts? Sie turned back to the mirror, getting a good look at the pained expression on hir own brutish and prehistoric face. “Oh, fuck me,” sie said quietly.

(Pick a side - he, because Jamie happens to be leaning that way at the time)

“Not the answer I was expecting, but it’ll do,” he replied cheerfully. He didn’t even look. Instead he closed his eyes and leaned forward until he could tap his head against the mirror.

“Those do break you know,” Hank reminded him, around a mouth full of toothpaste. He gestured at the mirror with his toothbrush. After knocking himself out cold against the trunk of a tree the previous day, he couldn’t blame Hank for the warning, but then he hadn’t exactly been feeling like himself.