#enbies count

[jenjensd]

I have long hair, wear dresses, have long nails, shave my legs, wear jewellery, and occasionally wear makeup. I am an AFAB Pansexual enby and probably the queerest person my friends know. Just because I do things or present in ways that look cishet, doesn’t mean I am.

Ppl dont seem to realise that "only perceivably queer people should have access to queer spaces and support" and "nobody is obligated to out themselves to you and nobody needs to provide proof of their sexuality/identity" CANNOT coexist.

People are very quick to say "nobody should ever be forced out of the closet, there is no one way to be queer" but then throw a fit when someone who isnt visibly gay plays a gay character or when someone who isnt officially out acts in a ~queer way~.

[gothearts]

Projecting my current gender wants onto my favs featuring trans Ris and Abba. Whether they're pre-transition, dont want to transition, or are trans fem is up to the viewer cause I wanna keep this relatable ig?

Idk, they're very gender to em though...

[m-for-now]

As someone who is genderfae (microlabel under genderfluid), I have a lot of different experiences with gender.

I just wish someone told me sooner that it won't go like "today I'm a girl" "today I'm an enby" but more like ,,, "today I am a swamp witch" "today I am a feminine victorian vampire boy" "today I am a forest goblin collecting people's stares about my gender expression like shiny rocks on the ground" "today I'm an androgynous pirate lady"

Like,,, sure, are those real genders? I don't fucking now. If a cisgender person asked me what I identify as that day, would I answer like that? No, definitely not.

But to my genderqueer, trans and genderfluid friends; do you get me? I can't be alone with this, right?

[antidisneyinc]

only on tumblr could dropout, a company that features trans people in every single thing it makes, be accused of transphobia

[c-e-n-t-i]

[irradiated-cutie]

Finally Fall

(Cishet men DNI)

[fluffs-arts]

My mc for Lucio's route, Vaura Sarraze. Theyre non-binary 💜

lots of progress shots cause i couldnt figure out what i wanted to do with them. Then i lost steam and didnt touch it for almost a year before i finished their sheet 😅

[ratsbanes]

project edens garden characters i love:

eva bbg you betrayed me but ill take you back if you just *gets down on knee*. you are smart, you know this is the good call

diana!!!! people ship eva and diana, which is actually them getting confused. they aren't dating each other, they're married to me. diana is so pretty and nice and caring and i love her!!!!!!

desmond you are the only man i trust plsssss let me bunk with you instead of with kai pls we can talk about trajectory or something together plssssss

toshiko is my daughter. i adopted her and my wives and i take care of her and let her rant about love is blind or whatever because we love her and she must be HAPPY

[sapphicslut777]

my top surgery bear is complete!! (with just 9 days to go!!!) i never named hims tho…

[jello-shots-n-lemon-drops]

Sometimes I get so caught up in how sex is viewed as a whole that I forget what I like about it, that I’ll forget that there’s no goal other than to enjoy myself, however that may look and sound and feel like.

Sometimes that means I wanna get fucked like a bitch in heat, hard and fast and so loud I have to be gagged. Sometimes it means I wanna breed a pliant pretty thing until it can’t form words and not be touched in return. Sometimes that means I wanna make out n grind in my partner’s lap without it going beyond that. Sometimes it means I just wanna feel his tongue against my dick without the intention of cumming down his throat- or getting off at all. Sometimes I just want to enjoy the feelings, whether they reach that crescendo or not, and I don’t want to make myself feel bad for the times they don’t.

[dollarstore-kins]

matching nonbinary count bleck, nonbinary dimentio, trans luigi/mr l, and trans tippi icons with a christmas theme

-Mod Shade

[gaasuba]

Butterflies

ChaiPunkFlower fluff

link to AO3

This is so not cool. Pavitr tries to make himself leave. He should definitely leave. Instead, he stays frozen in the doorway, staring at his two friends as they stare at each other with expressions he is certain he's never seen them make. If not for the fact that his arrival hadn't triggered either of their spider senses, he would worry he wasn't even allowed to see them like this. Hobie sitting on the couch, Miles in their lap and facing them. They're smiling at each other like they're the only things in this world they can see and, since they haven't noticed him yet, Pav figures that's true on some level.

He shivers when Miles traces his fingers up Hobie's cheek to cup their face. He remembers the feeling of Gayatri doing the same thing before she… Miles kisses Hobie gently and they slide their arms around his waist, pulling him closer. Suddenly Pav wants Hobie to hold him like that, wants Miles to touch his face like that, wishes Gayatri was here to kiss him and calm some of the butterflies raging in his stomach. He had considered the possibility he was poly since the existance of the option was mentioned by Gwen, Gayatri wasn't even weirded out by it, but this is too much confirmation all at once. His face is getting hot and the butterflies are determined to fill every hollow of his body.

Miles sighs into the kiss and Pav's heart skips a beat. Hobie chuckles against Miles' lips and Pav is starting to worry the butterflies might choke him. Hobie pinches Mile's side, causing him to yelp and jerk back.

"Dude!" Miles complains.

Too cute. It's all too cute.

Miles finally notices him.

"Oh shit. Sorry, man," Miles says while trying to move off of Hobie's lap. He huffs in annoyance when they hold him in place.

"He's been over there watching us snog the whole time," Hobie's words cause all the heat to drain away into cold panic. Their smirk is unbarable. They had noticed and not said anything?? This was so not fair.

"Well that's kinda weird," Miles says and Pav really wishes he shared his ability to turn invisible. This is so embarrassing. He wants to cry. Hobie speaks again before he can swallow the lump in his throat to apologize.

"Nah, love. Hush with that," they lift and set Miles aside to where he had tried moving earlier. He rolls his eyes but allows himself to be placed. "Sorry for putting you on the spot, mate," they say, standing and walking to Pav who is feeling even more embarrased now they both of them have apologized and he still hasn't said anything. "And sorry about him. Physically impossible for Miles to not be a little shit innit?"

"Hey, what!?"

Hobie is standing in front of him now and Pav really hopes it's not obvious how badly he's shaking. Oh no they can definitely see the tears he's holding back tho, and their unreadable, serious expresion isn't helping with that battle.

"Hey, Pav," they say in their higher register, "You're alright, yeah? We're not mad at ya."

No one is mad. He nods then closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths, repeating their words in his head. His friends are patiently silent as he works to calm himself.

"Sorry," he finally manages to say, "Sorry. Miles is right. It was rude." He bites his lip. That wasn't the word Miles had used and Hobie was still staring down at him with that serious look. What excuses could he even give that would make this better? "You were just…" You were just what?? Idiot! Now you have to say something! "So cute." He couldn't think of a lie fast enough and now the heat is returning to his face.

Hobie's expression shifts to a smirk and they raise an eyebrow. Pav would be releived if he wasn't freaking out!

"Oh yeah?" they verbally poke and Pav just knows the question is a set up for an even bigger teasing than their expression and tone already were. And of course the asshole is waiting for him to reply before doing it. He loves his friend but why do they have to be like this?

"Yeah," he answers uncertainly. Their smirk opens into a grin and he's really wishing he could figure out how he fucked up that bad!

"So tell me," they start, tilting their had back and shoving their hands in their pockts. How?? How was it that bad!? "What is it that's got the multiverse's number one shipper so flustered about sayin' somethin like that?"

Oh… Oh no. Oh that was how. The heat is back in full force and his ears are burning. Hobie bends over laughing, probably at the horrified face he's making. Miles runs over to stand next to them before he speaks.

"Yeah, that is weird." That word again, but it sounds more concerned this time. "What's going on? You ok?" Pav can't think of any answers and he's worried Miles will ask more pressing questions but what Hobie asks is so much worse than anything he was wishing against.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

Pav glares. He hopes there's less of a pout to it, he's been practicing.

"Come on, bro! Don't you think this is taking the teasing too far?" He should have known Hobie couldn't stay serious for more than five minutes.

"I'm not teasing," their expression softens and they lean against the doorway, "We've been good friends for along time and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't ever noticed how attractive you are." The glare long lost and the butterflies rushing back, Pav turns quickly to look at the opposite side of the doorway where Miles is leaning. Is he ok with this??

"Don't look at me," Miles straightens his posture and holds his hands up defensively, "this is between you two."

"Do you want to kiss Miles?"

Pav's attention snaps back to Hobie and he curses himself for not catching any of Miles' reaction. The butterflies are threatening to choke him again. Hobie slides their hand around his waist to rest gently on his back, giving him plenty of time to reject them and making sure he doesn't feel trapped. They are both waiting, as patient as they always were when he needed them to be.

First he thinks of Gayatri. He knows she's fine with him seeing other people. He had checked and double checked so many times that she had threatened to start setting him up on blind dates.

Second he thinks of Gwen. But clearly neither Hobie or Miles were worried about her feelings right now and he knew for sure they would be if it was an issue.

He resists looking back to Miles. If he has a problem with what's happening, he had been allowed a lot of time to voice it.

That left Hobie, whos patient gaze is still searching him for any signs of body language. Whos cool confidence melts away into hopeful excitement as Pav's fingers gently glide across their face and cup their cheek. They lean down slightly so he can reach them easier. Were their eyes always this beautiful?

He pulls them into a gentle kiss and can't stop the sigh caused by finally getting some relief from the merciless butterflies. They surge back when Hobie's arms tighten around his waist, pulling him close, and flow away again into the feeling of their lips moving against his. No one besides Gayatri had ever made him feel this way before.

Hobie's wonderful kisses leave too soon and he grips their vest as they straighten away from him, desperate to keep them close. They look just as kiss dizzy as he's feeling so he isn't sure why they pulled away until he feels Miles' fingers pressing lightly against his cheek. He answers the silent request and turns to face him.

Miles is staring pointedly at his lips and the hand not still cupping his cheek slides around his waist. Hobie's arms loosen to allow Miles to pull him closer and he switches one of his hands' grip from vest to hoodie. Miles is the one to close the distance this time. His kiss is more tender than Pav was expecting and he wonders how much longer he can stand the flustered waves of emotion the two were pulling him through.

He pushes them both away and takes a step back.

"Could we just," he pauses a moment to figure out what he even wants to ask, "hold hands or something?" He can't look at either of them. The request feels so insignificant and silly, especially compared to what they had just been doing, to what he had debatibly initiated.

"Yeah," Miles says, shifting gears faster than expected, "we were actually about to start a new show until someone got handsy." He crosses his arms and looks at Hobie accusingly.

"No idea what you're talkin about, love," they reply, taking one of Pav's hands into their own and lacing their fingers.

"Uh-huh…." Miles tilts his head and shifts his gaze to their hands like they're proof to his point. He laughs and kisses Hobie on the cheek before returning to the couch. When they follow, Pav allows himself to be lead along.

"How are you both so cute," he whispers to himself.

[frazelforever]

Happy Transgender Visibility Day!

This trans vis day, I’d like to remind y’all that you can’t choose someone’s labels. If that genderqueer person identifies as trans, that’s 100% fine. If they don’t, that’s also okay. Please don’t invalidate someone over a label. If that’s what makes them comfortable or happy, respect it.

[time-to-write-and-suffer]

My two modes of writing main couples are either:

Saddest most pathetic social outcast of a woman and the nasty cunt of a man who has to teach her self-confidence before she explodes and levels a small village

or

Guy who looks and is known to be scary and intimidating and powerful is actually so so so normal while his unassuming demure wife is just very homicidal

[fandomchokehold]

revamped my arcana OCs for the umpteenth time using the tiefling picrew

Dion (they/them) 💜 Asra

Lana (she/her) 🩷 Nadia

Orfeo (he/him) 🖤 Julian

Elijah (he/they) 💚 Muriel (left is the prologue and right is the end of Muriel’s route)

Jude (they/them) 🩵 Portia

Adira (she/her) ❤️ Lucio but in an aroace kinda way, in a “we went on an indescribable, life changing journey together where we trauma bonded and watched each other grow so much as people we can’t just not stick together” kinda way

now to work on my bg3 OCs >:)

[pearshapedpanda]

Me: I should try to eat healthier

Also me: *destroys a 40 piece nugget order, fries, two cookies and a liter of soda*

(in my defense the soda and cookies were sugar free. So that counts right?)