#gender vibes

[mygenderisfuckoff]

God I’m having so much gender envy from Taliesin’s outfit in this.

It doesn’t show in the photo but he’s got vibrant blue glittering eye shadow. I have so much envy but SO MANY QUESTIONS

Does Taliesin just own these clothes? Was this gorgeous brocade coat just hanging out in his closet? His shirt?

I NEED EITHER ANSWERS OR A BROCADE COAT

#critical role #taliesin jaffe #queen by midnight #gender vibes

[theblacksheepcz]

Songs that give me oddly specific gender vibes as a demifluid person:

i/me/myself (Will Wood) = makes me feel transfem despite the fact that I’m afab??? Hello????

Woollen Mittens (ewy) = i felt like my poosay got ripped away from my body when i first heard this, 100% 10/10 agender stuff.

Butch (Saint Motel) = no comment it just makes me happy

Just a girl (No Doubt) = ???

Girls (Marina & The Diamonds) = ah yes, my tomboy era.

Girls and Boys (Blur) = ✨androgyny✨

No Girl’s Toy (Raggedy Ann and Andy) = me when carrying heavy boxes at work

The Rum Tum Tugger (Cats) = this makes me feel like a twink fratboy

Sweet Transvestite (Rocky horror show) = drag queen

a girl like me (flowerovlove) = the true demifluid anthem

#Gender #gender stuff #demifluid #genderfluid #gender vibes #will wood #ewy #saint motel #no doubt #marina and the diamonds #damon albarn #no girls toy #the rum tum tugger #rum tum tugger #sweet transvestite #a girl like me #flowerovlove

[touloserlautrec]

I've been really trying to push myself with digital painting, colors, and lighting. Alex is always my go-to easiest OC to draw, so he's naturally the place I go when I'm pushing myself elsewhere. He's looking hella femme here, but he does that sometimes and we're here for it. :>

#sunset a story #artblr #digital art #artists on tumblr #my art #original character #art #writeblr art #oc artwork #oc art #queer characters #femme boys #gender vibes

[libartz]

#nms #no man's sky #poll #gender #nms poll #gender poll #gender vibes

[icantthinkofaname6575]

how would y’all describe this genre of person ( idk if genre is the right word. also I appreciate any answers)

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #stede bonnet #jim jimenez #steven grant #foggy nelson #jack russell #jeffery combs #tom sturridge #lgbtq #genderfluid #gender vibes #ofmd #moon knight #werewolf by night #my post

[venusdebotticelli]

I have been screaming internally about Ed and his little wedding toppers since I saw the teaser, so here's the obligatory Ed In A Wedding Dress fic! Also obsessed with the makeover he gave the little auxiliary wardrobe figurine, which isn't something I've seen anyone else discussing yet, so obviously I had to include that too 🔥🙌🔥 {AO3}

He's got a little carved wooden skull somewhere, in his box of shit he brought over from the Queen Anne's, when he decided his unnervingly empty quarters needed more knives. He's also got plenty of scraps of black leather, with the revamping of the crew's gear they've been doing, and plenty of black paint to go around.

His hands hurt from stabbing wood, fucking up the empty shelves, gouging at the table. Must be nighttime, no light filtering through the papered-over windows, only a fat candle burning low. Creeped up on him, it did, deep as he was into his continued redecoration. His hands hurt, but they won't stay still.

The little skull shows up in the little ornate box where he keeps his stash of weed, for some reason. Happy coincidence, that. He packs his pipe as he grabs it, along with the paint and the least fucked-up brush he can find, with the bristles only a bit wonky and not shedding too much from previous abuse. He lights his pipe, and a couple of extra candles for light.

He stabs an iron nail into the underside of the skull so he can hold it without messing up the paint, and goes about turning it pitch black, really getting into all the little details in the carving with a brush that's really too big for it. Not like it matters much, when the goal is to make it all one solid colour. He tries to make the finish as smooth as he can anyway, despite the wrong tool.

He sets it aside to dry, but his hands still hurt, still won't stay still.

He lifts the crate on the too-empty shelf, the one that hides one of the few remaining things that no one can see. (That Ed can't stand to see.) Peeling the little jacket and waistcoat away is easy enough. He grabs one of his thinner knives, more of a scalpel really, that's seen a skinning or two in the past. He digs the tip into every little stitch that holds the tiny clothing together, pulls its pieces apart without damaging them. He traces every pannel onto his leather scraps, cuts them all to shape.

Hands still hurt, won't stay still, so he gets to sewing.

The fat candle burns out, he replaces it with a new one, refills his pipe. The tiny outfit comes together, all black. He hammers in a few of the teeny-tiniest studs in his collection to achieve the right vibe.

The paint on the skull's dry enough to the touch now, so he stabs the other end of the nail into the neck of the mannequin, and dresses him up in his new little outfit. Looks like a right vampire clown now, he does, all tough and scary-looking muppet, perfect fit for Blackbeard's crew. He grabs the crate that hid him and drops all the fabric cuttings and shit into it, kicks it all under the table.

His hands still hurt, still won't fucking stay still. The grey light of dawn is making an attempt to filter in through the windows now.

He grabs his rum and crawls onto the bed nook, ends up passing out still in his leathers, kohl caked on his face.

Izzy looks at the little shelf guy next time he's in the room, jaw doing that angry clenchy thing it always fucking does, but he wisely keeps his mouth shut about it.

(Ed never pulls the lever.)

~✯~

She's all creamy white porcelain skin, bright red curls, pristine dress. His hands itch to crush her in a tight fist, her and her rosy pink bellend both. (The pink bellend's not so pink anymore, kohl rubbed off all over his side where Ed's thumb wouldn't stay still.)

He's not got a brush that's fine enough for this, to get all the little details just right. He grabs a pinchful of strands of his own hair and cuts off about an inch from the ends, secures them to the tip of a thin wooden stick with some glue and string.

He grabs his black paint, some weed for his pipe, lights some extra candles for light.

He waters down the paint for the skin, makes a thin wash that should look brown once dried. It ends up just looking like a kinda dirty wash over porcelain white skin, so he draws his tattoos over it to hide it a bit, snake on his arm, hawk on his chest, beard on her face. He darkens her hair, mixes some chalk into the paint to make a muddy grey for highlights. He adds some shading to the cleavage.

Some of the skin-wash run off to stain the skirts around the hand area, but aside from that spot the dress still looks too fucking bright, too blue, too nice and proper.

With the thick undiluted paint, he lines the folds of the dress, shadows under some ruffles, follows some of the seams. He darkens the flowers and lace around the collars, on one of the sleeves. He draws asymmetric black shapes on some areas, makes it look cool and intentional, like the asymmetry of his jacket.

She looks as right as he can make her. He still wants to crush her in his fist, hurt his hand with the porcelain shards. Her and the bellend both.

He buries them both in the crate under some leather scraps, kicks them back under the table.

(Ed brings them out some nights, when his hands hurt and won't stay still, when his eyes won't close no matter how much they ache, run dry.)

~✯~

Ed sees the dress during a raid, inside a trunk in the quarters of one of the posh passengers on this ship. It's mostly sky blue, with accents of lavender, all soft pastels and delicate lace, opulent silk. It conjures up memories of a painted little figurine, probably long lost in the mess and confusion of everything that's happened since.

He asks for Fang's help to carry it back to the ship and hide it where Stede won't see.

He doesn't do all the work in one night, hoping to numb his restless hands. Instead, over the course of a few weeks, Ed enlists the help of Frenchie, Fang and Wee John, with occasional contributions from Jim, the Swede or Pete, and they work only until their hands tire with the satisfying ache of a job well done, in stolen moments that won't make Stede suspect a thing and ruin the surprise. He doesn't smoke while they work, this time, not wanting the smell to soak up into the fabric, but they do come together for a smoke and a laugh afterwards, once they're done with their secret project for the day.

They add a studded harness of black leather around the bodice that gives some visual interest and does some real favours to his cleavage. They cut off the right sleeve, a ruffle of black, purple and silver lace draped over the shoulder in its place, matching the one they use on the cuff of the left sleeve, finishing off just under his elbow. They add a layer of sheer black lace over the skirts, still showing the shimmer of the blue silk underneath.

They've properly tailored it to his body, too, and when Ed finally sees himself in the mirror with it, it hugs his shape just right. A perfect fit.

It looks even better on the day, with flowers and ribbons threaded through his curls, his short beard neatly combed and trimmed. In the bright light coming in through the clear windows, he uses the detail brush he made with his own hair to cleanly line his eyes with a sharp wing of kohl, adds a hint of rouge to his lips.

The purple cravat Stede gifted him is tied around his neck, the tails framing his hawk tattoo, with his favourite pearl necklace layered on top. He has to marvel once again at just how fucking good his tits look in this dress, a hint of chest-hair peeking enticingly over the lacy neckline. His eyes water a bit, but he holds back the tears, not wanting to ruin his eyeliner just yet.

Stede doesn't bother containing his tears when he finally sees Ed, an awed gasp that turns into the brightest smile Ed's ever seen, even with the waterworks. He looks gorgeous and glowing in a new suit of red silk, with golden accents and a matching golden waistcoat that really bring out the shine of his perfectly tousled curls. The crew's smiling faces surround him as he makes his way to Stede, where he stands before Oluwande. There are some more teary eyes among the crew too, but Ed wills himself not to cry yet.

Ed stops to face Stede, as his hands come up to hold Ed's.

His hands finally still, held steady, safe in their cradle, no longer hurting. His eyes spill over, tears running freely into his smile.

#ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd fic #Our Flag Means Death #edward teach #gentlebeard #Krakhouse #Born On A Beach #Coolification writes #fanfiction #Gender Vibes #cw smoking #Bridebeard #Ed In A Dress

[endless-nightshift]

*cuts to a live feed of me and my polycule beating up seagulls in an empty parking lot at 3am*

#queer #aromantic #trans #asexual #aroace #queerplatonic #polyamory #polycule #seagull #gender vibes #romance #shitpost #i don't have a polycule #:(( #i want one tho #who wants to join me #in this parking lot #and join my polycule #let my dream come true #Cal bites words

[averagenderedmanta]

Got an excuse to finally buy fishnets. Why did I wait so long? They feel reaaaally nice and cute!

#fashion #fishnets #gender vibes #gender stuff #irregular scheduled content #isc #agm

[podunderthehawthorn]

Embroidering a flag atm. Putting the words 'break the binary' below the symbol... did the E first to roughly line everything up... then saw what I'd done & it amused me for trans reasons! 😋

#E #estradiol #trans #embroidery #pride flag #break the binary #nonbinary pride flag #queer #gender #gender vibes #nonbinary

[fatalism-and-villainy]

Putting the "masc" in "mascara"

#femme adjacent blues #nonbinary subjectivity #queer sensibilities #gender vibes #is this anything

[boygirlz]

so uplifting to hear people in my life describe their experiences w femininity

my experiences of "girlhood" were so different, so restrictive & negative, constant evangelical binary sexist patriarchal cishet nonsense & i totally lost my sense of self to it

but these people? hairy & feminine & dolled up & androgynous & sparkley & trashy & dykey & trans & fat & punk & queer

makes me think maybe bein a 'lady' ain't so bad afterall, if u make it ur own way

#update #gender vibes

[sideshow-bob]

When you’re hit by the realization that almost all your childhood “crushes” were actually just gender envy but you didn’t have the language to adequately express that at the time, and then you’re hit with a secondary realization that this still includes General Grievous.

Child me knew what was up.

Peak gender right there. 10/10. No notes.

#I will never escape my childhood crush on general grievous #gender #personal #gender vibes

[thesylverlining]

Merry Imbolc, to all who celebrate!

One of my personal traditions (especially on solstice) is singing this song, "Winter's On The Wing" from the Broadway show of The Secret Garden. Dickon is one of my favorite roles in musical theater, and this song is just... life returning.

This version has a full dance troupe, which really captures the JOY VIBE!

...God I had such a crush on John Cameron Mitchell as original cast Dickon... and always wanted to BE him, which I NOW recognize as EARLY GENDER-WEIRD FEELS LMAOOOO like sir, magical fairy-like nature-boy conjuring spring, that is a FINE gender, would u mind if I borrowed it?

.......I say "had" but I STILL do (both crush and Gender Feels. I'd kill to be Dickon in a show. Or at least maim.)

#Imbolc #Winter's On The Wing #The Secret Garden #Pagan #Gender Vibes #Youtube

[radiate-sin]

This is my gender

#me #gender vibes #gender of the day #ftm vibes #ftm #transmasc #cards against humanity

[gotsthemorbs]

My gender is... It's... Strangely delicious. Mmm. Oh no. I eated it all. No more gender :(

#gender vibe #gender vibes #gender #i'm insane and it's everyone's problem

[endless-nightshift]

Idk there's just something so ✨Gender✨ about black blood dripping from you mouth. Like #transitiongoals am I right?

#trans #non binary #queer #cryptid #voidpunk #transition goals #oh to be an Eldritch Monstrosity #gender envy #gender vibes #Cal bites words