#pn.

*cracks knuckles* we're going to follow a lot of links until i find this shit

Oh. That was like three links. Anyway I think this links to the document but in case it doesn't work I mention it on the ve pronoun history post here

Third page of the PDF, labeled page two of the magazine. Section "manglish."

I think it's meant to be pronounced as just the whole word "person," like how "mr" only has two letters but it pronounced as the full "mister," but I pronounce it as "pen" in my head which also sounds very cool.

And yes, I love it because it's a really cool honorific with some neat history but ALSO. I love the thought of TERFs going "ughhhh the gendies made up a new word, why isn't "ms" or "mr" good enough for them?" and then their blood just fucking boiling as they realize I got it from a 1970s feminist magazine. That they're arguing against their own cause. They'd be so pissed off, it sounds so damn satisfying.

* @renerai​ said :  he's been planning this alllll day. getting into shouto's room when he was out was trickier than he wanted to admit --- and he may or may not have almost died jumping balconies, but it was worth it. he'd spent what felt like hours arranging string lights, && now with the flowers in place, he just had to wait for the door to open. denki sat in the middle of his bedroom, grinning ear to ear, holding onto the plug end of the lights.  finally, the door opens, && denki waits until he can see shouto’s expression before using his quirk to spark the lights to life. “Surprise!! Ahh— wait, was this too cheesy,,?” The arranged lights glow 'Will you go to prom with me ?

         THE   DORMS   WERE   BUSTLING   WITH   TALKS   OF   A   DANCE   FESTIVAL   TAKING   PLACE    next month, and while shouto had no qualms with the thought of going, he had no plans of putting forth the effort. the day had been long, and while the common room still BUZZED with excitement, shouto climbed the stairs to his room, exhaustion wearing itself in his expression.

                                imagine his surprise, then, when he opened the door to find it already occupied. he remembered  vaguely wondering where denki was, and his heart THUNDERED in his chest as his fingers remained poised ‘pon the handle of his door, his mouth widening in surprise.  ❛  denki --- what ------- ?  ❜ but answer to his question was pretty CLEAR when the lights sprung to life. blossoming blush colored his cheeks, expression shining as the lights dazzled him to silence. he didn’t move for a moment or two ( oh, how light he felt in that moment ), but then his feet were carrying him forward, and his fingers reached out, knees kissing the floor to fall to denki’s level so that his lips could CRASH against other’s before his courage failed him. it was too much teeth and too much FORCE, and he knew once he stopped, he might be swallowed by his vulnerability, but in that moment, it’s all he wanted. electricity shocked him the moment their lips met, traveling up through shouto’s lips to static cling to his hair, but he ignored it, his fingers curled to fists as they PRESSED on either side of denki. the kiss was quick, ending too quickly    (   shouto’s lips were far too cold when he pulled back    ), and his gaze fell to denki’s lap in a fair amount of embarrassment. his cheeks still radiated in blush, and his brow slanted as his gaze flickered up to greet denki’s.