#trans sun

A piece of my soul dies

(no hate to Charlie she's a kid and she probably doesn't know what being transgender even is)

I know he's not canonically trans and neither is Sun but when they give those dysphoric reaction that I also get, I can't help but think that it may be cannon

Just!!!! Sunrise, who spent all formative years in a place of both infantilized and parentified roles, who had far more pressing events going on, who learned The Hard Way that idle hands = idle mind and that is NO GOOD, who has always struggled with the idea of really allowing authentic expression and communicating needs or desires, and who has only recently reached what should, by all means, be a safe place - That Same Sunrise Having The Egg Crack Of The Century.

Earth gets her new body and Sun shuts down. It's not a matter of maliciousness but instead of a decrepit and stripped screw valve finally giving way. It all comes pouring out when Earth - soft voiced with even softer touches - asks in private.

"It's a new dimension," she murmurs gently. "New home, new you - if you want it, Sun."

Sun does want it. Sun wants it so desperately that the very idea makes her oil lines throb, her battery soaring, her processor bubbling. Alongside it all, though, is fear. When was the last time she was allowed what she wanted? It always came at a price, one steep and horrific. What did she have left to lose? And would the price finally break her? Shatter her to smithereens? What would this cost her, if she did it?

What would it cost if she didn't?

Earth keeps it a secret, and life moves on.

Then the whole situation with NovaFrost comes up - and they're an older model, of course, an original, older than even Montgomery and Roxanne. They also have additional sensors, however, a programming system that allows for cursory mental health notices, something fleshed out over time and experience for their own personal means, fluffed up and meticulously maintained. It's 2025, now; it's not the 80s, and they get a quick crash course of what that means. They're still hesitant to openly admit to what their dynamic is, but they're more than happy to ask after others. Everyone's pronouns get added to a brand new file, a new subcategory in their personnel registry, and they want to ask EVERYONE!

They also are uniquely prepared to notice when Sunrise reacts... oddly to the question. The others talk and the conversation derails, so they decide to try again later - in private.

And maybe it's the exhaustion, or the familiarity of dimensional counterparts, or even the strain of never admitting it, but Sun, arms tight around a thin waist, whispers, "I want to use She/Her."

SunnyPop:"I'm very concerned with these food based nicknames you give me."

Chica:"Oh we don't mean nothing by it Star Burst."

SunnyPop: "Is that one for celestial themeing?"

Roxanne: "No, it's cause you're yellow and chewy.....like a Starburst candy."

SunnyPop racks her shotgun.

*For context SunnyPop has silicone casing. This makes her a rarity in this world, therefore a delicacy. And one reason why the title is "Tender Is The Sun."

Kuru struggles with speaking and writing due to the virus. So he practices saying SunnyPop.

Kuru:"Sue...Sue..Sue."

He gets frustrated but SunnyPop gently pulls him into a hug.

SunnyPop: "You're working so hard for me. Thank You."

Sue becomes one of her nicknames long after he can pronounce her name.

Scruffy doesn't recognize the name Foxy though some call him that. He's also known as The Mad Fox, The Lone Fox, or The Smile Stealer. Kuru calls him "Da"

Kuru is called The Red Death or The Red Devil by groups of infected bots.

Moon: Late for what?

Sun: LATE TO MY FUCKING DENTIST APPOINTMENT! WHAT DO YOU THINK IS NOW A MONTH LATE!?

Moon: Ooooooh. Rest in pieces, Sunny. He had a kid.

Sun: You could be more sympathetic!

Hello RWBY fandom, please take these messy sketches *disappears back into the void*