#redacted trans freelancer

[sheawritesstuff]

Comforting Relatability

[Gavin x Trans Freelancer]

[Hurt/Comfort - Nonspecific Gender Dysphoria Comfort- 1726 words]

[Freelancer is still gender-neutral but is explicitly trans and experiencing gender dysphoria in some way, I tried to keep it as vague as possible. Gavin is also heavily implied to be trans - There is some brief crying involved, but it's far from a major point - Also sorry this took forever,,, life happened. Surgery, a last-minute understudy play production, and a healthy dose of writer's block kind of piled together at the same time,, oops]

Freelancer dropped their school bag as soon as they entered their apartment and kicked their shoes off. They tugged at their clothes in a desperate struggle to make them sit against their body the right way. Their eyebrows scrunched together as they fought against the fabric. Sensing the tangled ball of discomfort, anger, and anxiety, Gavin wandered from his spot on the couch to the front room.

“Freelancer? Are you alright?” The sound of his voice shook them from their focus. They paused, shirt still stretched away from them, and stared at the incubus at the other end of the hallway. They awkwardly readjusted and hastily smoothed out their clothes. 

“Uh… yeah. I’m fine. Everything’s fine.” Freelancer hunched over and quickly skittered toward the bedroom door, head down. Gavin followed behind them, leaving a bit of space between them. He stood in the doorway and waited for them to search through the closet and find a new set of clothes they felt comfortable in. Once they were dressed, a little tension faded and they visibly relaxed. 

Gavin sat down on the edge of the bed and waited for his partner to meet him there. After a moment, they did, still avoiding eye contact. They fidgeted with their sleeves and adjusted the fabric slightly before finally glancing up at him. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” His voice was soft and careful without a hint of pressure. They sighed quietly before answering.

“I don’t feel good, Gav,” they admitted. “Everything just feels wrong.” 

“Bad dysphoria day?” Gavin asked. They nodded in response and leaned forward, practically falling face-first against his shoulder. The incubus shifted to pull them into a sort of side hug with their head nestled in the space where his neck met his shoulder. “Is there anything I can do to help? Anything you need?” 

“I just want to sleep. I’m not even, like, physically tired. I just want a break from feeling like shit,” Freelancer groaned against his skin. Gavin brought one hand to the back of their neck and held them close. “I just want to feel better.” Their voice cracked at the end as they struggled to choke back tears. They breathed hard for a minute - deep, shaky breaths as tears welled up in their eyes. 

“Oh, baby. It’s ok, I’ve got you. You can cry. You’re safe, it’s ok,” Gavin cooed, running his fingers through their hair. They gripped the blanket beneath them as they forced themself to breath through their sobs. Gavin held them close, never once trying to stop their crying. “Let it all out, Freelancer. There you go, just breathe.” 

Eventually, the tears stopped and they pulled their head up enough to wipe their eyes. They pulled away their wettened sleeves and took one last deep breath and sighed. “God, I’m sorry. I’m a mess.” Gavin gently swiped a few stray tears with his thumbs and held their face in his hands. 

“You don’t have to apologize, my love. I understand how you feel. I know it hurts and I am so sorry you’re feeling this way. If I knew how to help you I would do it in a heartbeat.” They sat still and silent for a minute before they popped their head up to look at him. 

“Wait, can’t you just fix me? Use body modification or whatever?” Freelancer’s face lit up as a faint bubble of hope floated above the ball of other emotions in their chest. Gavin bit the inside of his cheek. He considered the softest way to approach the matter. 

“I mean, technically, I could,” Gavin started. Sensing the impending “but”, the freelancer deflated. “But it would only be temporary. More importantly, though, I don’t want you to rely on me for your self-image.” He paused to cup the side of their face in his palm. “Your self-confidence should come from you, as you are, not from how I can change you.”

They sighed and leaned into his touch. They let their eyes flutter closed and considered the other possibilities. Their mind wandered to all the different ways they could change themself to be more comfortable in their skin. Eventually they opened their eyes and peered at their partner. “How did you do it? Figure out what you wanna look like, I mean.” 

“From what I’ve read, the process is different for humans than demons, so I make no promises that my information is at all relevant here.” He smiled a little before continuing. “I made my body into a home, a vessel I feel conected to. The process, though, was more trial and error and changing things until I found the traits that made me feel like, well, me.” The demon gently rubbed his thumb across his lover’s cheek. “From what I know, human transitions are slower, more gradual. Maybe you take hormones or get surgery, but you can’t just snap your fingers and look like a whole new person. I could- well, I guess I still can- change my body to meet whatever look I want.” Gavin leaned in and gave them a quick kiss. “You deserve that same freedom, Freelancer, even if your journey is different.” 

“Thanks, Gavin,” Freelancer hummed. The roar of dysphoria ebbed to a thunderous rumble as hints of determination peeked through the cracks. They relaxed back into his side, and pulled themself close enough to wrap their arms around his waist. Gavin tangled his hand in their hair and reveled in the feeling of their bodies pressed together. 

“Do you want to lay down? Even if you don’t fall asleep the relaxation might help.” 

“Yeah, that sounds nice,” they hummed against his neck. “Can we watch a movie?”

“Of course, my love.” He bent his neck to kiss the top of their head. “Go ahead and pick out something to watch, I’ll grab some snacks. Do you want anything in particular?”  Freelancer hopped up to climb onto the bed proper as they thought about the best movie snacks. 

“I wanna try those new chips we got, the ones in the green bag.” They settled down on their side of the bed and picked up the remote to click through their options. “Do you wanna watch a new movie or one of our favorites?” Freelancer glanced over at their partner quickly.

“Hmm… I don’t know. Surprise me with something good.” Gavin disappeared to the kitchen and returned about a minute later with a tray piled high with snacks. Brightly colored bowls filled with chips, pretzels, candy, and - most excitingly - popcorn. He also balanced a variety of drinks ranging from water to their favorite sodas. Freelancer stared at the food with wide eyes, shocked at the speed of its acquisition. 

“How the hell did you make popcorn that fast?” They asked, dumbstruck, as they paused their search for a movie.

“Well usually, you would guide me through the neverending hellscape that is using the mee-crow-wah-vay. But, for the sake of both time and efficiency, I opted for a more magical approach.” Gavin carefully balanced the tray of food as he climbed into bed and settled in next to his lover, settling the array between them. “But I need to make it clear - this is a special occasion. Next time, the microwavable popcorn will be made the right way.” He giggled and kissed their cheek. 

Freelancer roller their eyes and smiled back, turning their head to kiss him properly. Then, they continued their search for the perfect dysphoria-busting movie. Finding one that looked good and seemed to have decent reviews, they clicked it and looked to Gavin for confirmation it was acceptable. He nodded and settled into his spot.

“Wait, hold on,” Freelancer interrupted, tugging on the blanket that covered their lap. “Can you help, I don’t know how to explain it, wrap me up?” They motioned around themself like they were pulling something around their shoulders. “I want to be a warm little human burrito.” Gavin stared at them for a moment in complete awe. Gods, he loved his little weirdo. They pulled one of their blankets up around their shoulders, careful not to disturb the snacks still sitting between them. They looked to him with their best attempt at puppy dog eyes as they struggled to properly burrito-fy themself. 

“Of course, my love. Just sit still for a second and I’ll turn you into the cutest burrito this side of the meridian.” Gavin sat up on his knees and leaned over his partner to properly wrap them in a blanket cocoon. He carefully adjusted the fabric around their arms to make them snug but moveable and draped the top of the blanket over their head like a cloak. Once they were situated, he moved several pillows to prop them up in a cozy sitting position against the headboard. “Comfy?”

“Very.” Freelancer smiled contentedly. Gavin could feel the ball of dysphoria dissipating to a subtle drone beneath the new feelings of comfort and hapiness. It was definitely still there, but it was no longer an overwhelming, suffocating presence in his lover’s mind. This shift in their feelings brought the demon a new lightness of his own. 

“Gav?” Freelancer spoke quietly. 

“Hmm?” 

“Thank you.” 

Gavin smiled and cuddled against their side. “Anything for you, my love.” He propped himself up and kissed their forehead. “You are a beautiful person, inside and out, and I would do anything in my power to help you believe that.” He looked at them and their bundled up form with nothing but absolute adoration in his technically non-existant heart. “I love you, Freelancer.”

“I love you too, Gavin.” They awkwardly tried to pull themself up to close the gap between them and give him a kiss but resigned to simply making kissy faces until he got the hint. Once he pulled away, they turned their attention back to the TV. “Hey, babe? Can you click play for me? I can’t reach the remote…” 

Gavin chuckled and did so, starting the movie with one small movement. He resettled into his spot and set the bowl of requested chips in his partner’s lap. He snuggled against Freelancer’s side, arm swung across their waist. Though the movie did not fix the brewing feelings in their chest, it did distract them from its deep echoes for a couple hours. And for now, that was enough. 

[Requested Tags: @themeridian @everything-redacted-and-others]

[xanyiaz]

so i spent literal HOURS today making gavin in the sims 4‼️

yes i gave him long pink hair, tattoos (ofc a tramp stamp and more), picked the sluttiest outfits ever AND top surgery scars + trans nails BC I CAN AND TRANS GAVIN IS REAL IDC 🙏

close ups without text lol:

why do i kinda hate the formal and cold weather fits now- i might need to change them but uh yeah! if anyone cares, i could update y'all when i actually start playing lol also shout out to @s0lairee who helped me pick some of the outfits 🙏

tag list <3 @zeerohpunk @themeridian @puffin-smoke @vind3miat0r @froggytimemachineinternet @redactedbloop @qhoaaaa @plaqying @ashton-sano @mokozroach @washa @idk-ig-7 @kuteheadrest @copsecore

[friendlyfaded]

I was thinking about this, so here’s:

DAMN Crew When you Get Out of Top Surgery

Gavin smiles so fucking big, squeezes your hand, and tears up a little when you excitedly tell him they’re gone. He doesn’t understand fully, but he does know what it feels like to not be in a body that feels right, as well as how it feels to finally be in a body that does. He’s so happy for you, and the excitement, joy, and relief he feels from you make his heart feel so full.

Lasko won’t stop talking. He’s rattling off tips and tricks he figured out after his own top surgery, ways to minimize pain, things to avoid, that kind of thing. He knows exactly what it’s like to finally have them gone, so he knows how happy you are. He’s already planning a party and trying to figure out how to get the local bakery to write “congrats on the titty eviction” on a cake.

Damien is trying to make sure you stay in bed. He knows you’re excited, and he’s thrilled for you, but the doctor said to stay put, god damn it. If you keep trying to run around like you didn’t just have major surgery, you’re going to hurt yourself. Yes, he knows they’re gone. He doesn’t need to see, he’ll be able to see the scars once it’s healed. Please do not take off the bandages. Lay still—

Gavin had to physically stop Huxley from giving you a massive bear hug. Hux forgot in that moment that he had to be careful, he was just so excited for his bro! He’s glad Gav stopped him, though, because he hugs tight when he’s super pumped. And besides, there’ll be hugs aplenty once you’re all healed up! He offers to help out any time you try reaching for something and reminds you to take it easy while you’re healing.

Caelum doesn’t fully understand, but he knows it made you happy! If it makes you happy, then it makes him happy, too! Your chest is still gonna be just as comfy to lay his head on once you feel better. He’s just glad that you’re smiling so much. He seems like the kind of person who, if you asked him “How do I look?” he’d reply with “You look like you, silly!” without quite realizing how happy that makes you feel. Endlessly supportive in his sweet Caelum way!

[vind3miat0r]

i need to explode Gavin and Freelancer with my mind

[frog-0n-a-l0g]

This is cute as SH1T. Need more trans masc redacted fics😭😭

transmasc! listener x lasko moore

Swimming was always a tough situation for you. You wanted to go to the pool party. It was a way to get to know Lasko’s friends. From which you heard stories about but they were intimidating to even stay in the same vicinity for too long. The looks you got at first led you to think that they all hated you. However it wasn’t until Huxley came along did he pull you into a tight hug that made you question if your ribs were crushed or not. You asked for the bathroom and you were led to a small but cute bathroom. The tile was darker, making it contrast to the off-white paint. It kind of reminded you of coal in a fire. 

But the mirror. The mirror was killing you slowly. This would be the first time Lasko saw you without a binder and covering you was just a loose t-shirt to help with the Californian heat. Lasko wasn’t judgemental, he would never be disgusted with you. But the feeling that buries deep inside you, that this was not the body that made you happy was getting to you. If you weren’t happy and confident, what would Lasko think of you then?

You stared down at your chest with a sour face, trying to pull your breasts back to imagine the flat chest you want. The flat chest you deserve. It wasn't cheap, top surgery. It was pricey and insurance barely covered as your company viewed it as a cosmetic. Which was great, really. Like you just wanna take off your boobs for funsies. Right. 

You hear laughter outside the door, one that seemed to follow a snort. That was Freelancer. A knock came to the door and Freelancer’s voice was heard, 

“You okay? Don’t mean to rush but I do have to take a piss, and I don’t want to use a bush, you know?” 

You scramble to put on the shirt and yelp out a sorry. How long have you been contemplating here?  

“Shit. Sorry!” You open the door and you become face-to-face with them. A smirk grows on their face as they look down and you feel the embarrassment grow in your cheeks. 

“Damn… Didn’t know we got a second hunk in our group. Warn me next time with those guns.” They say, poking your bicep before stepping to the side to enter the bathroom. 

As they close the door, you stare down the hallway and wonder what the fuck they just said to you. Muscle wasn’t a thing you had, right? Were they prominent? You didn’t know and it’s not like you could ask for clarification. 

You scratch the side of your head, holding your towel close to your chest as you make your way back towards the living room. Everyone seemed to be outside, enjoying the pool and starting on the grill. But you stood there, unable to move your feet just a moment longer. You’ll surely get looks, right? Everyone knows you’re trans, but this just made it obvious and made people question and… It was too much. It was all too much. 

You wanted to be okay with everything. Your eyes glance back over at the wall, photos of people seem to be spread around the walls. One of Lasko and the rest of the crew reaches your eyes, his smile never falters. There was that swelling feeling in your chest. 

Your hand reaches up and you open the slide door. Walking through with heavy steps you look to see two eyes on you. Damien who was by the grill with a neutral face and Gavin who had a… confused look. He knew, you told the whole crew about this. Why was he all confused? Gavin soon got up from his lawn chair, strutting over with a raised brow, 

“I can feel you jumping from your skin…” He muttered close to your ear, and you only narrowed your eyes, trying your best to deflect. His hand went to your shoulder and his arm followed suit, “What you’re doing is nerve racking, but you also look very good. I don’t say that lightly, dear.” 

“It’s not-” You begin, but the words fall short as his eyes meet yours. His words were true, he meant it. He nods a bit before pinching the cartilage in your nose.

“Good. Listen to me… and do whatever makes you comfortable. No one here will say anything." He squeezes your shoulder and urges you forward. 

The persistent heat beats down on your head and you look down and over at the pool. Lasko floated in a floatie, glancing over that same smile grows on his lips and he flips out of the floatie. Falling into the pool, he rises to the surface and flails around,

"Hey! Look at you!" He shouts out, the two of you meet at the edge of the pool. His hands find their way to try and touch your ankles, to pull you closer. 

"Hi." You say, kneeling down and combing his wet hair back, "Is it okay if I join you?"

"Uh– yeah! Yeah. O-Of course!" He drifts back to make some room. You slowly slip into the pool and the first thought you have is cold. Despite the heat, the water was still cold. You shiver but slowly dip your head under to get used to the temp. 

His smile is still there as you pull yourself up, “I…I just think you look nice. Good. Hot? Hot. You look hot.”

“Hm… Okay, trying to soften me up?”

“N-No! No. Yes? Kind of? I just–”

You let out a laugh before shaking your head, “I’m teasing, Lasko. But thanks.”

“Yeah… Yeah, of course.”

The grill clangs as it closes and Damien walks over with a raised brow, “You guys are adorable but move. I’m jumping in.”

Huxley’s laugh bellows out throughout the space and there was a splash towards his direction, “Yeah! Come on in!”

Water splashes around, your hair getting drenched once more and the only thing you can do was smile. Smile withouth any meaning. 

And maybe your mind was rude often, but for once you knew that it was kind because these people were perfect for you. And maybe that was all you needed.

[themeridian]

Redacted Headcannons!!

as my holiday gift to all

•Gavin always wears sunglasses, no matter the season-if it’s anywhere close to sunny he’s wearing them

^He claims it’s because its cunt and don’t get me wrong it is but his eyes are sensitive to the sun

•Gavin is genderfluid

•Gavin was absolutely heartbroken when burlesque was removed from netflix

•dear has really healthy hair and is horrified by how dead freelancers is

^they bleach and dye it different colors like every other week

•when they were at the 7-11 and met gavin for the first time, freelancer was wearing minecraft creeper pj pants and an adventure time hoodie

•Freelancer and Huxley are very time blind

•damn crew have weekly hangouts watching movies or playing games every friday

•Cam has a charge with Alzheimer's and he doesn't memory modify them as they start to get more sick because they just dont remember either way but one day (they had lost their ability to talk by then) they looked at him like they remembered him and acted like they knew him

^he cried about it that night

•Angel is a trans ftm actor that will probably never go on T because of their job

^a binder is their best friend

^^Davey bugs them about binder safety all the time

•Angel has a southern accent but is really good at covering it up unless theyre drunk or sleepy

•Asher is not trans but makes those tiktoks being like "vote for their rights" and its like every single girl he ever met in a slideshow

•Asher has parasomnia

•Ash wants to be the "cool uncle" to aggro but aggro is not having it.

•one time vincent found Lovely crying a month or so after their turning and panicked and was all like "are you okay? what's wrong?" and they were literally having a mental breakdown over being bored

•Darlin has a crush on valentine from monster high

•after the pack watched smile 2 sweetheart smiled at milo like in the movie and everyone else was like "no theyre still in the bathroom??" for like 2 minutes just to mess with him

•marie handed out baby pictures of all the wolves to the mates and they were GUSHING over them

•baby milo with (surprisingly long) curls.

•on dears first christmas with the damn crew, they got everyone tickets to a music festival

•at said music festival, lasko did almost get heatstroke

[anexistingexistence]

Redacted Characters And Listeners As Things That I Or My Friends Have Said/Conversations We've Had:

Marcus: I wish I saw what people see in me fr

Asset: A bunch of organs?

Milo: But ok I wouldn't have high standards if I was Benedict Cumberbatch

Asher: Anyway, hope you're having fun with your book. Don't bite it in half or smth.

(Later)

Baabe: I surprisingly did not.

(Conversation about two different romance books)

Gavin: I was like, yes Rhys, get it-

Freelancer: I thought we were talking about Edward and Bella

Gavin: WHAT. GOODNIGHT. No.

Freelancer: I did not check the switch from Edward and Bella to Mister Fake-Latin-Name

Gavin: FAKE LATIN NAME💀

(Discussion of past relationships)

Darlin: I will show you convos of me and my ex-bf

Angel: Hold up when did you have a bf?

Darlin: Used to be my gf, turned out to be trans

Angel: Ohhh right right I remember

Darlin: The only time my friends believed I was gay

Lovely: Okay, Twilight shaped me into the deranged mess I am today, you should thank it.

Milo: Happy new year

Sweetheart: Make a wish

Milo: I want a big ass

Sweetheart: I want big tits

Milo: You can have mine

Sweetheart: Gladly

Milo: Only for you bbg

Vincent: Are you team Edward or team Jacob?

Sam: Neither- but if I had to pick I'm with the wolf all the way

Vincent: I FUCKING KNEW IT

Vincent: You werewolf-obsessed ass...

Sam: Though, Alice and Jasper were my pansexual awakening I'll be honest

Vincent: Alice 🧎‍♀️

Darlin: But still, call a therapist so you can get an appointment in a year. The longer you wait the longer... you'll have to wait- That sounded better in my head.

David: I have noticed just by talking to you.

Lasko: Can you promise me something real quick because otherwise I'll forget

Freelancer: Okok I mean tell me what to promise and maybe I'll do it.

Lasko: When I get my next paycheck you need to force me to buy the "Are You Lasky?" Shirt.

Lasko: I need to be the joke.

[cottonstarcandy]

⋆˙⟡ 

⋆˙⟡  Hello! My name is Starcandy (or Star for short). I’ve only just now gotten a tumblr after recently realizing that there’s a whole Redacted fanbase situated here lol

⋆˙⟡  I’m mainly here for Redacted and Hazbin Hotel content, but I also like Helluva Boss, Deltarune, and Avatar (both ATLA and TLOK)

⋆˙⟡  Minors are welcome, but beware! I’ll probably occasionally reblog NSFW stuff, so tread carefully when sniffing around my profile

⋆˙⟡  My Favorites: Gavin (obviously), David, Camelopardalis, Ollie, and all three vampires, tbh | Angel Dust (I know, I’m boring), Husk, and Cherri Bomb

⋆˙⟡ My Kins: Baabe, Sunshine, Asher, Freelancer, and Angel

⋆˙⟡ I love being trans and gay in the USA (Lying) (It’s Hell)

⋆˙⟡ I’m most likely neurodivergent, I don’t know what flavor though

⋆˙⟡ I like hot chocolate and cheese a lot

⋆˙⟡ I probably won't be posting much, I'm a little shy (not to sound like a pick me lol)

⋆˙⟡ That’s all I could think of, tbh

[abbey-rae]

Another part of Redacted characters/listeners as some silly memes that I like!! (cause i have nothing better to do on this saturday afternoon)

Aggro when SH broke into Milo’s appartment:

this just gives David and Ash energy😭:

the whole DAMN crew (they’re all stoners) but esp Huxley and Freelancer:

Darlin’ (you can pry the FTM trans Darlin’ headcanon from my cold dead hands):

Blake during the latest Balance audio:

Huxley to Freelancer (who is also absolutely baked) before they go to class:

okay! that’s all for now! byeeeee👻

[ya-boi-haru]

I'm bored so here are my LGBT+ Redacted Headcannons and listener interpretatios (purley just my opinion):

David: Bi

Angel: They/Them, AFAB, Bi

Asher: Bi/Gay

Baaabe: AMAB or Trans-Masc, Gay, They/Them

Milo: Straight / Bi-Curious

Sweetheart: They/Them, AFAB

Vincent: Bi

Lovely: Bi, They/Them AFAB

Sam: Bi & Demisexual

Darlin: AFAB, Bi, They/She (those women in TV shows that are the badass/hardcore Bis? That's Darlin)

William: Pan

Huxley: Bi

Damien: Gay (was Bi until then he realised he's gay)

Lasko: GAY

Gavin: Pan, Poly

Freelancer: Genderfluid, AMAB, Any Pronouns (pretty boi vibes)

Caelum: Aroace

Cam: Aroace

Avior: Demisexual, Bi

Starlight: Bi, AFAB They/Them

Geordi: Bi

Vega: Pan

Warden: They/Them, Pan, Ace spectrum

Elliot: BI, He/They

Sunshine: They/Them Bi

Guy: Pansexual, He/They

Honey: Pansexual, They/Them

Echo: Gender non-conforming, Aroace/pan

Ollie: Ace/ Ace spectrum

[sheawritesstuff]

Trans Listeners

[These are just my headcanons, don't take em too seriously. Also, feel free to share your listener headcanons too :)]

✩He/They - transmasc Angel

✩They/Them - agender Sweetheart

✩She/They/He - genderflux Baabe

✩She/They - transfem Darlin

✩Any pronouns - genderfluid Freelancer

✩They/He - nonbinary Smartass

✩They/Them - transmasc Honey

✩He/She - genderqueer Sunshine

✩They/She- transfem Baby

✩She/Her - transwoman Coworker [Lasko]

✩He/They - nonbinary transman Coworker [Ollie]

✩He/Him - transman Doc

✩She/They - nonbinary Cutie

✩They/Them - genderqueer My Love

✩She/He - bigender Spouse [?] [James]

✩Any pronouns - agender Treasure 

✩They/She - nonbinary Lovely

✩They/Them - genderfluid Starlight

✩She/They - nonbinary Bestie

✩He/Him - transman Warden

[teddybasmanov]

anTiquity Tuesday

Tagged by @romirola to post something old and let me tell you - you've got the right guy *he says like someone who hasn't written anything for Redacted in nine months*. Wait really nine months??

I was tempted to inflict Mob!AU a/b/o fic on whoever sees this, but I'm better than that, so... with Trans Visibility Day just last week maybe I'll bring you an old but not so good but okay I guess and still giving me warm feelings one:

I want the world to know

A trans (but still gender neutral) freelancer comes out to the D.A.M.N. boys. I've came a long way since then both in terms of writing and my feelings toward gender and gender presentation, but this thing still has a special place in my heart.

Tagging (the usual): @cottagecorexboy @teasandcardigans @cat-arsenal @thedahliafiles tempted to tag @lostinanothersmemories and make them bring back some old smut :)

[icy-incubus]

Question you don’t have to answer but: with redacted audio fanart involving listeners, what should I tag for gendered non conforming/no gender listeners?

Should I tag gendered listener, or something more specific like ex: non-binary darlin? Ive started to tag “gendered listener” but I think it could be too vague and I don’t have alot of binary conforming ocs.

Sorry if this is sudden just seeing it be a topic heating up in the fandom and I’m trying to avoid causing problems! Seriously it’s been kinda aggressive and I don’t wanna be on the sharp end of that lmao

Thank you so much if you do answer!

I would be happy to give my insight!

I'm gonna put it under a cut cuz I go on a bit of a tangent lol

I have a very non-traditional view on gender so it has been a bit of a struggle to navigate. I have listeners who use xenogenders and others who are cis but very gnc. That's why I've found the gendered listener tag helpful. It tells the viewer "im putting a specific gender identity on a version of the listener that may differ from yours". I think its more focused on if the listener is identifying closer to the binary genders, like using fem and masc.

But that also leaves the question of what things are considered fem and masc? Like a trans man having breasts doesn't make them fem or a trans woman having facial hair doesn't make them masc. My angel oc is genderfluid, but even on their fem days they still have facial hair. And what about intersex listeners?

I think it's useful to know that nonbinary isn't meant to be a third gender, it's an umbrella term. Plus, not all nb people are androgynous.

While it's nice and encouraged to curate your space here, nothing is full proof. People are going to forget. Hell, it might even be that someone just has a different view of gender than you.

I'm at a point in my transition where seeing fem listener content doesn't trigger dysphoria, but not everyone else is. Im sorry if this seems mean, but getting your dysphoria triggered by someone elses content isnt their responsibility. Its something that, while there is no shame in feeling that way, should be something you work on. Personally, I like to think of all these different ocs and self inserts as aus. No one's listener oc/self insert is canon. This is all fiction.

The way I do it is if an oc leans towards a binary gender I tag accordingly (like including both masc and nb tags for my freelancer). Otherwise, I use nb for everyone else. I also sometimes use their identity in the tags (like genderfluid!angel). I don't like putting their agab even if they're cis, but that's just a personal preference. I also put their pronouns, gender, and name in the descriptions of my art (ex. On my warden art I put "ft. Nonbinary Warden, Revati (they/them)") to specify that this is an oc. I always use the gendered listener tag on top of these.

Also BE RESPECTFUL TOWARDS EACHOTHER JFC

I hope my extensive ramblings on gender makes sense lololol

[fregget-frou]

Here’s 5 of my listener OCs!

These guys are fruity so here are their names!

Sweetheart: Sarri (she/he/they)

Freelancer: Benny (he/they/she)

Lovely: Forrest (they/xe/he)

Baabe: Lyecus (they/them)

Angel: Aklaq(they/them)

[endless-nightshift]

Damien: yes I'm nervous to come out to our friends and tell them about hux and I, but I'm going to do it anyway.

Gavin: *looking over at his Freelancer Boyfriend who is currently actively trying to lure Lasko into a polycule with him & Gavin*

Gavin: ...

Gavin: if it helps your nerves, I can 100% guarantee you it will go fine

[hearts1ckness]

now if i say fl & gavin are t4t-