The Umbrella Academy Preferences

As Your Brother: "Answer to Me"

hi i know this was requested like...two months ago (hehe oops). i've had a lot going on these last two months but i'm catching up while i'm on winter break. i hope you're all okay. please stay healthy! happy holidays 💙

this is using he/him she/her they/them pronouns

OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE.

Diego: You're Nonbinary
"Why are you wearing that?"

"Um...wearing what?"

You liked what you were wearing. You were dressed in leather pants and a crop top, your nails painted red, and leather boots on your feet. You thought you looked great. Klaus was throwing a party and told you to look your best, so that's what you did.

You had come out to your family a month ago and they all accepted you with open arms. You came out as nonbinary and were currently experimenting with your clothing. You wore what you thought looked good on you.

"Girl clothes." The guy replied, eyeing you up and down.

You frowned, "These aren't girl clothes."

"You kids and trying to be a girl when you're a boy and vice versa. Are you a boy or girl? It's gross." He told you.

You blinked a few times. You had never been verbally assaulted like that. You were actually hurt.

"Is there a problem?" Diego asked, popping up behind you.

"Yeah. That thing is offending everyone here by cross dressing." The guy spat.

Diego darkly chuckled, "If you have a problem with my little sibling, you can tell it to my face."

"Diego, it's fine." You said, grabbing his arm.

"It's not. Anyone who has a problem with you can answer to me. Now, you go to the food table so you don't ruin your new pants with this guy's blood when I kill him in front of all these people."

Luther: You're transfemale
"Aren't you supposed to have a higher voice?"

"Pardon me?"

Luther was taking you to get lazer hair removal done on your face. You had only started taking estrogen a two months ago so your beard was still growing in. Luther suggested lazer hair removal and that's what you were doing for the first time today. You came out a year ago and had grown up the courage to grow your hair out. Your beard was an issue.

You decided to stop for coffee first and Luther had to use the bathroom. Here you were paying for your coffee in a plaid skirt and a black tank top, your hair grown out. You felt confident in what you were wearing. You had yet to start on hormones so your voice was still deep and you still had to shave.

"And you have stubble. Are you one of those freaks?" The man behind the counter snapped.

"I'm a transfemale...so um...?" You awkwardly replied.

"I knew it! God you know I have to bleach my eyes now." The guy grumbled.

You couldn't believe it. You had never heard something so hurtful in your life. You didn't know how to feel.

"What's wrong sis?" Luther asked, grabbing your shoulder.

"He's a boy, he isn't your sister. This is just appalling." The guy growled.

Luther tensed, "SHE is my SISTER and SHE isn't a boy. SHE isn't appalling, you are."

"Luther let's just go." You pleaded.

"No, anyone who deadpronouns you gets to answer to me. Now, take our coffee and wait outside while I show our new little homophobe friend here how to properly respect a lady."