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This is an official limited-time card from the game Ensemble Stars! Music. I came across a post on Pinterest, but it didn't show the full map, so I looked on Reddit and found the full map there

Till and Ivan = one survived because the other sacrificed his life. Now Till is forced to suffer from Ivan's haunting hallucinations.

For example, Lu Guang and Cheng Xiaoshi = one will survive, the other will die. Lu Guang is stuck in a time loop that he created himself in order to forever save Cheng Xiaoshi, who sacrifices himself time and time again.

Although no, there are exceptions.

You don't have to look feminine if you're a trans girl.

You may love mixing masculine and feminine pieces, but that doesn't change who you are, who you feel you are.

You may not have gender dysphoria, even though many people say you should.

You may not need to take hormones to be closer to your gender identity, and that's okay.

You have a right to be angry if you are misgendered and cannot accept who you feel you are. They are not worthy of standing next to you if they cannot make an effort to accept you.

You can get vibes from nature or animals, but you can't feel like an animal because you're a human, a man. There's no point in introducing these terms into the LGBTQ+ community - it's a mockery of a community that fights discrimination, not childish jokes.

The most unnecessary thing is that the sun is bisexual and the moon is bisexual. Bisexuals have a flag and that's enough. There is no need to bring extroversion and introversion into this - these are not personality types.

Next, there is a flag for transgender people - that's all we need. Why draw flags for masculine or feminine appearance if it is an appearance, not a definition of gender and orientation?

There are also non-binaries, and that's enough.

For a whole month I thought about the thought, “Who am I if I haven’t seen myself as a girl since elementary school?” and came to this conclusion: I am a trans boy. I was barely 20 years old when I realized this.

Earlier, when I was still in 8th grade, I asked a friend: "What if I turned out to be a boy?" If I wanted to be a guy, I would ask the question differently: "What if I were a boy?" I asked her the question because I trust her.

It might be a little weird for that time that I, in love with a boy, can be a trans boy.

Unfortunately, I live in a terribly conservative and homophobic country where I have no voice. I'm literally bottle a 3-in-1 bottle: panromantic, asexual, and transgender. Even in the LGBTK community they want to cancel me or deny my existence...

Why did I calmly accept the fact that I might be attracted to people other than just guys, but as soon as the conversation turned to my gender identity, I felt some kind of freeze? I am ashamed to exist and talk about it.

"Lu Guang, hurry up! Look, there's something white over there, he waved his hand toward the hillock."

When they reached the top, an endless sea of daisies opened up before them. The wind lazily swept the petals, and it seemed as if the entire field was quietly breathing.

"Wow..." Xiaoshi froze for a second, and then, without thinking, he ran and plopped down right into the thick grass. "Hey, come here! It smells so good like summer in here!"

Lu Guang came closer and carefully sat down next to him, watching as Xiaoshi was already busy with the flowers, choosing the freshest ones.

Xiaoshi smiled slyly and began to quickly weave the stems together. "Listen, don't move, I'm going to do something now..."

He sniffed intently for a couple of minutes until he had a pretty decent wreath in his hands. Xiaoshi had already reached out to Lu Guang's hair, but Lu Guang gently grabbed his wrist.

"No," Lu Guang carefully took the wreath from his hands. "It suits you much better."

Before Xiaoshi could object, Lu Guang carefully placed the flower ring on his chestnut hair, smoothing out any loose strands. The snow-white petals against the dark hair looked amazingly right. Xiaoshi froze, stopping chatting for a moment, and only smiled broadly, feeling the warmth of someone else's fingers.

"Well then..." Xiaoshi fell onto his back with a laugh, clutching another bouquet to his chest. "I will be the king of this field today. And you will be my only subject."

Lu Guang snorted softly, but a rare sense of peace could be seen in his eyes. He turned his face to the sun, listening to Xiaoshi excitedly telling another story next to him.

T: Who are you writing to, Ron?

R: To my beloved.~

T: Do you have a beloved? Why don't I–

*gets distracted by the notification sound*

From Ron: it's you ♡