#genderfluid actor

[heyitsspaceace]

rent was due. they had a dollar between them. heating gone. they did what they had too

[wylanlupin]

Feb 27th | Intimate | 505 words | @wolfstarmicrofic

cw: adult content implied

When Remus entered the set, he saw Sirius already sitting in the bed with their white bathrobe. The set was very whiteish, Remus noticed. The walls, the sheets, but he knew it was important so when they edited it darker, the viewer could still see what they were supposed to see.

“Hey, Remus,” Sirius greeted him with a small smile. The makeup artist, Emmeline Vance, was still busy putting every hair strand and every eyelash in the right place.

Sirius looked breathtaking. Remus felt his chest getting heavier and he had to clear his throat before putting on a tight smile. “You already?” Remus nodded in response and let Mary MacDonald fuss over him.

They’ve been filming for a few weeks now and Sirius and Remus already knew each other. The chemistry between them was unmatched. They have already shot some kissing scenes, but today was the big sex scene set.

Remus had never been this intimate with someone in front of a camera. But there was no one else he’d rather be doing it with than Sirius.

They got in position; Sirius was underneath him. Her hair spread over the pillow, and her torso was naked. All their tattoos were covered with makeup and Remus missed them. They made him who she was.

Remus was lying on top of them, his face only centimetres away from hers. They both wore pants, covered by a blanket. Still, their naked skin touched and Remus was having trouble breathing.

He was nervous, yes, but he also was utterly in love with his co-star and desperately wanted the cameras to be gone.

Sirius spread their legs wider, so Remus could lay comfortably between them. “And action!”

She put their arms around Remus’ neck and kissed him, intensely. It was a little awkward and it took some minutes to get into the mood. But Sirius made it bearable.

He laughed between takes and always stroked over Remus’ skin, his hips or shoulders—to say he’s here and they can do this, together.

The kissing scenes were okay. It got really awkward once they changed positions and Sirius was moaning while Remus was thrusting into the air, and Sirius pretending to enjoy it.

They took some breaks and after almost eight hours they wrapped the scene. “Well, that was the longest sex in my life!” Sirius laughed and winked at Remus.

“Fuck, my back hurts and I think I have a permanent cramp in my legs from spreading them all day!” Remus watched her with a smile creeping up on his face and he put his bathrobe back on.

“I never kissed someone this long in one day. You broke my lips.” They rolled their eyes and walked away from the set. They didn’t talk till their trailers came into view.

“I see you tomorrow, then,” Sirius started. “Or you could visit me in my hotel room later. You know, to discuss the scene.”

With that, he disappeared into her trailer and left Remus standing confused and riled up.

[smokinghorse]

Remember when they couldn't let this guy fuck his on-screen love interest bc they would've been sending a literal archangel into hell for having premarital sex.

[yourdailyqueer]

Morgan Berry

Gender: Non binary - Genderfluid (she/they)

Sexuality: Queer

DOB: 27 April 1992

Ethnicity: White - American

Occupation: Voice actor, actor

[riddlerosehearts]

while my mind is still on the subject of transfem genderfluid taichi. i very recently got around to reading SSR family and my main takeaway after getting through all the backstage stories for it, and then especially after also reading citron's backstage story for devil maid's holiday, was this:

[littlesheeneffect]

She's My Husband (Part 8) ❤️

Miles Maitland x yn (AFAB Genderfluid)

I was quickly set on the couch, Miles instantaneouslu fauxly checking me over as the red head stood to straighten himself. Miles' eyes never left mine as he did, an odd pleadfull passion in them that I'd never seen before. One I could only closely place on... jealousy?

As soon as he stood straight, the Bobby's began speaking with him, reluctantly pulling him to sit at the coffee table. Thus giving the ambitious mustacheod man the perfect opportunity to sit opposite me, and begin entertaningly visiting.

As time carried on, Miles was quite distracted with us. Him and they weren't talking of anything of much importance- just salaries, taxes, and home life really.

My fellow did a great job of entertainment on my behalf however, funnily, it turned out his name was Ginger. "Now, watch closely dearest- the coin shall disappear" he grinned, as he pulled a large coin from his pocket.

Magic tricks were always a beloved past time, and I must confess- never had I seen anyone perform them better than Ginger that eve. He used the most common things about us and charmingly manipulated them to his desire. Cards were by my favorite. In all honestly, I found I was enjoying myself.

The night carried on till about a quarter past seven, Miles warming the police a bit with liberal glasses of brandy. They had grown a bit tipsy and began telling about all sorts of odd things.

Ginger had grown comfortable with speaking openly at that point, and began telling me of who he was in relation to the case. "Oh no, I have met Aggie and Nina many times. I basically know all about gang. Yes, in fact Nina truly considered me for suitor before closing that cheap Adam." "Cheap Adam?" I nearly exclaimed, almost forgetting my role. "Yes, no offense intended but he is quite the jobless hobo in my opinion," he told emotionless. "I'd think not sir- Adam is a very good man and loves Nina very much," I stated much more collected.

Ginger just hummed in reply, before studying my face for a moment.

I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, before he at long last muttered, "My- and to think you could possibly want to be a man." The blood drained from my face and I crashed into the realization that he truly knew who I was. The statement could've been a play, a fishing, or a an honest reaction to an abstract statement of Aggie's- yet, I felt the heat of my face increasing by the moment.

I quickly seen that he held the statement as true and continued on unaffected. "My dear, you only wish such things because you have never been truly treated as the lady you are." He grinned warmly at the end, and leaned in to stroke the side of my ever reddening cheek.

"Wh-whatever are you talking about?" I attemped to continue my role- a mix of raging anger and lustrious allure both threatening my continuance. He laughed lightly and retracted his hand. "You deserve a real gentleman y/n, this twinkle-toes Maitland boy won't be man enough for such lady as yourself. You need to feel like a woman, be treated so. You know that deep down, my lovey."

Though his advancing address was awfully attractive, I had never felt more infuriated and offended. For a moment, my act was gone.

"How dare you- and don't call me that," I exclaimed though the Bobby's were much too brand-ied to notice and continued talking to the ever bored Miles- who also didn't notice. "I'm sorry to razzle you my dear. I just couldn't help but tell you the truth of the matter," he cheekily smirked. I calmed myself a bit and said in reply, "The truth of the matter is I have a love and am quite comfortable with he & I the way we are- thank you very much."

He grinned and resumed his prior position, gracefully folding the cards between his hands impressively. "What is your role in this all?" I at last asked, though the question was quite dangerous in itself, I wantd to know.

He maintained his demeanor and stated, "Aggie signed me as her representative citizen to share the unfortunate news." I hummed in response, and looked about the room. Ginger then commenced to tell of one of his adventures during college to Africa, which to my frustrations- was very captivating.

Miles was beginning to grow quite restless as one of the cops dozed off loudly and the other went on about things. But at one point the Bobby took hold of his shoulder and began a statement that quickly captured Miles' attention.

"Laddie, the miss of yours..." he trailed off, causing Miles to gaze at me for a moment and back to the policeman interestedly. "... one like 'er only comes along once in yer life, boy. I see tha way you eye 'er. An' the way she looks to you. You love 'er, lad. And she thinks the moon o' you. Don't let that ever go. No ma'er want comes- an' let me tell you, after near thir'y years of bein' married, toubles are alway'a coming. But hold on to her lad, and she'll hold on ta you, and toge'er there ain't nothing that'll bring ya down. Not even death 'erself." Miles blinked and brokenly nodded.

"An, and" the Bobby added, "Bring her joy in the things that mat'er most lad. They aint jus' flowers, but holding 'er hand. Not jus' tha bed, but praying with 'er every chance ya get. Not jus' proper laughs, but huggin' 'er after tha bigges' argue'n you ever had in yer life. That's what gets ya through lad. Love'n no ma'er what."

With that he man stood and shook the other Bobby awake. Ginger started up and they bid us all a good evening as we walked them to the doorstep. "Ya mind what I said now laddie," the one Bobby turned to us, "Good nigh' miss." Ginger mischieveiously grinned a, "Till next time lovey," and they were gone.

Miles and I stood in the entrance in silent shock of it all for a moment.

"Well, am I exhausted!" I finally sighed. 'You don't say," he said almost question-like, as we finally tore our eyes from the door. "And my goodness dear, you should be an actor!" He exclaimed causing us to laugh as we both collapsed onto the couch into eachothers tured embrace.

...... To Be Continued.....

[wow-an-unfunny-joke]

You know, for most of my life I’ve never actually felt like myself. Like I’ve always been playing a role, pretending to be someone.

I’ve never been all to dysphoric, I’ve never felt like I belonged in my body either. I lied about my favorite color for years because I thought I was supposed to like pink. I’d talk about princes and boys because I thought that’s what I was supposed to like I wore the clothes I did because I thought I was supposed to. It never felt like me.

These days I’ve changed my name and my style and everything. It still feels like I’m playing a character but I like this character so much more.

You guys have no clue how much I love the name Robin. It’s such a nice name. For years I thought “that’s a cool name” and now my friends call me Robin. I didn’t even have to ask them to do that- it wasn’t a struggle at all. They just do. And it makes me so happy. I’m not pretending to like things I don’t, or lying about my favorite color.

I still feel so disconnected from my identity. I’m not sure if I’ll ever actually feel like myself. But I love my name.

[doctorruby]

what i love about aziraphale and crowley presenting as female is that they don't switch vessels to do it, there aren't other cis actresses on the side lines for the feminine presentations of these characters. when crowley presents as feminine he doesn't change his face, it's still crowley and it's still aziraphale. i just think it's nice to see gender fluidity represented in a way that doesn't require the person to become cis passing as the gender they present as in the moment

[bestofdavideggersii]

epic as hell

[wylanlupin]

wolfstar micro fic - 655 words

genderfluid sirius black, jealous remus lupin, sirius black uses she/her and they/them pronouns, famous au, marauders are actors

The camera zooms into the scene, everyone is quiet, while they’re filming. Only Sirius and her scene partner Barty, are allowed to talk.

Remus is sitting on his chair, watching his girlfriend work. He loves watching Sirius act, they’re so talented and always put their everything in each scene. And he is truly in awe of her.

Lily is the holder of their camera today. Being in a film set so long, with all your friends, just screams to be filmed from their perspective. Everyday someone else is the “camera-holder” as James calls it.

Maybe the fans someday will get to see a little footage of it, but it’s more only for them. Their management team and filming team, are responsible for the footage the fans will have for behind the scenes and bloopers.

Remus is sipping on his ice matcha, with his whole focus on his girlfriend, that he doesn’t even realise that Lily is filming his face up close.

For the twelfth time in the last half hour, does Barty lean down and capture Sirius’ lips in his. He’s holding her face with both of his hands and pressing them against the wall.

It’s a very intense kissing scene and is taking way too long and too many takes, if you ask Remus.

“Cut!” Barty immediately takes a step back and Sirius drives her delicate fingers through her hair. A bright smile takes over her face, which releases a warm feeling in Remus’ chest. “Ok, we have it.” Their director says and the staff starts cleaning the scene.

Sirius is still talking to Barty, so Lily focus the video back on Remus. “How do you feel?”

“Much better now, knowing that this terrible scene is over. And I don’t have to watch Barty kissing my girl.” He grins at the camera and Lily can’t suspend her giggles. “And why is that?”

“Because this mother-“ he just mouths ”f_cker”before he speaks loudly again, “has a crush on Sirius and isn’t even a little subtle about it.”

It bothers Remus a lot, how open and vocal this idiot is about, being in love with Remus’ girlfriend. Lily just chuckles again and zooms into the conversation Sirius is having with Barty.

They’re shouting a series and at the moment, Barty is playing the boyfriend of Sirius’ character, but not for long. They already filmed the break up scene between the characters.

Right now though, has Sirius dressed in the short pink pyjama pants and a white crop shirt. In short, she looks absolutely stunning and Remus would love to ruin her hair, but it were Barty’s hands, that made them this dishevelled.

And the worst part is, that Remus can’t even be mad at Barty, because of course everyone has a crush on Sirius. Everyone here knows how attractive and pretty she is, everyone on set sees what a talented and stunning actress she is and everyone observe, how kind and selfless she is.

Remus can live with that, the whole fucking world loves her, but Barty? He could at least have the respect and not officially tell people how in love he is with them. It wouldn’t bother Remus so much, if he wouldn’t post and talk about her so often.

Finally, Sirius is coming over to Remus and sitting down on his lap. “Hey, my love.” She greets him and gives him a long kiss.

Remus is a simple man, of course he relaxes into her and wraps his arms around hers waist to keep her close. He forgets Barty, the second her tongue meets his.

A cough gets Sirius’ attention and she looks over at Lily, who holds the rolling camera in their faces. “Hi, Lils.” And Remus is not only a simple man, but also pathetic. He forgot about Lily, the camera and his matcha and only remembers those things, when Sirius leaves his lap.

[mollisdeath]

bisexual genderfluid shuuya kano icons!

[acidloe]

Today's daydream is a movie/tv show/play with an all trans cast, even the cis characters

I've no idea what about, just that I want it

[a-very-fond-farewell]

anxiety level: imma cry at the thought of finally having 1 hour to myself to just vibe 👯‍♀️

(time to write)

[kakusu-shipping]

Boss lady Daisy with wario and waluigi is just so correct and now I immediately want so many soinoff comics about the B plot shenanigans they get up to while mario and lou do their thing

SAME!!!!!!

I thought of it the other day while messing with a Side Plot to another project where someone in Sarasaland hired Wario and Waluigi to kidnap Daisy for them, she proceeds to kick their ass, and then took them as her own little hench people.

My main take on Wario and Waluigi is they're like. Actors who keep getting cast together, and eventually started hanging out outside of work, and for some reason adding Daisy to that mix as their Boss Lady felt really fitting to me.

I now have this headcanon that Sarasaland is like Hollywood, producing big budget movies and TV. I also headcanon most of Warioware to take place there, as either movies or television, so everything in those games are sets and props and actors.

So she's the monarch and they're her famous actor buddies, but I also imagine she dabbles in directing and got them the gigs that jump started their acting careers.

[magnoliaacts]

Tableaus from

What John Saw

A piece from

Playwrite, INC’s 2024 Play-a-Thon!

Our playwrite Hayden Tyler received their prompts at 9pm and then by 9am the next morning we began rehearsals for the pieces and by 7pm we and 6 other groups were performing them for a full house in the Judy theater.

Prompts for the piece

Line: “where did I park my shoes?”

Prop: noisemaker tube

Genre: suspense, 1m 1w 1nb

[ninecolors]

Eddie Izzard is an icon in British comedy, political activism, and on the stage and screen. 

Much of the representation in media of trans people—and especially of gender-fluid and nonbinary people—is of the very young. But trans people are of all ages. And it is crucially important to have better representation in media of the wide range of the non-cis experiences, including older trans characters living full, complex lives.

Showing characters beyond binary transness is also extremely important. Many non-cis people do not fit into a binary experience of “man” or “woman”. Being genderfluid is not a transitory identity for people who can’t decide; it is a life-long identity.

Thank you, Eddie, for speaking up, being in the public eye about this very personal issue, and running so that others may walk after you!