#nongendered

[poetryandmusings]

tipping the velvet with Landon Cider

#me #personal #neutrois #agender #lgbtqia #nongendered #nonbinary #genderqueer #genderless #personal post #personal photo #gender queer #lgbtq #drag king #landon cider #boulet brothers dragula #tipping the velvet

[androgyne-homosapiens]

Androgyne refers to individuals who assume or possess characteristics of both genders to feel emotionally complete. Androgeny suggests an expression of freedom from gender stereotypes or a lack of concern about whether one is violating gender norms. An androgyne is a person who does not fit cleanly into the typical gender roles of his or her society. Androgynes may identify as beyond gender, between genders, moving across genders, entirely genderless, or any combination or all of these. Androgyne identities include pangender, bigender, ambigender, nongendered, agender, gender fluid, or intergender. Androgyny can be either physical or psychological; it does not depend on birth sex and is not limited to intersex people. Occasionally, people who do not define themselves as androgynes adapt their physical appearance to look androgynous. This outward androgyny has been used in fashion, and the milder forms of it (e.g., women wearing men’s pants or men wearing two earrings) are not seen as transgender behavior.

Encyclopedia of Curriculum Studies, page 894, SAGE Publications, 2010.

(this link will download the book for you)

#androgyne #trans #transgender #nonbinary #enby #bigender #ambigender #nongendered #agender #genderfluid #intergender

[imoga-pride]

is there a gender for when you're a man/guy but not male?

pleonotic, nongender (nonmale), nonwolfadic. nothing that specific I guess

#anon #nonmale #non-male #nongender #nongendered #man #guy #boy #pleonotic #pleonogender #non-wolfadic #nonwolffadic #non-wolffadic #nonwolfadic #nonadic #nonad

[samuelstaubyn]

The ‘Jasper’ and ‘Jasper No.2’ Braided Cuff Bracelets from SamStAubyn.com . Non-gendered jewellery made to be worn by, well… EVERYONE!! #samstaubyn #cuffbracelet #nongendered #wearwhatyoulove #sustainablejewellery #sydneyjewellery #madeforyou #australianjewellery (at Wangal Country) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqUslhMrI8q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#samstaubyn #cuffbracelet #nongendered #wearwhatyoulove #sustainablejewellery #sydneyjewellery #madeforyou #australianjewellery

[theprofoundcosmos]

"sometimes, i thought my father was a God. i loved him that much."

— Leila Chattis, "Muslim Girlhood"

ocean vuong, "someday i'll love" / sam fender, "seventeen going under" / the front bottoms, "father" / satanay, tumblr / clementine von radics / agustín gómez-arcos, "the carnivorous lamb" / ?

#☆ my web weaves #web weaves #web weaving #webweave #webweaves #web weave #webweaving #poetry #clementine von radics #ocean vuong #the front bottoms #sam fender #on fathers #on dads #daddy issues #for my girlies (nongendered) with fatherly problems!

[tomahawksalon]

Our little slice of Bushwick, Brooklyn<3. Tomahawk Salon opened it’’s door June 2010. We’ve gone through 4 buildouts and this last one in the PaperMill building is by far my favorite. Moving from street level storefront to a private studio has been one of the best decisions i’ve made for not only myself, co/workers but also our clients. Several years ago I took the salon into the direction non gendered pricing. It was. a small move towards equality basing services on length and style of hair not gender. Since making that change we have gotten numerous clients that found us for being a gender free salon. By doing this we are also gender affirming. When people walk through our doors and feel comfortable to seat in our chairs to get a cut, style or color that helps affirm them brings me the greatest of joys. WE ARE A SAFE SPACE for Trans and Non Binary people. Donna, Kristin and I have made it a huge part of our services to consult, walk you through the entire service, going over maintaining your cut or color and are here to answer any of your questions. We are available to talk via text about our services at 646-399-6873. I will be posting more about being a non gendered  salon and for our Trans and Non Binary community here in NYC and far. We will continue to support, sustain and lift the voices of marginalized voices. Tomahawk is BIPOC and queer owned. Nice people doing Nice hair<3

#nongendered #genderfreehair #lgbtqhair #tomahawksalon #bushwickbrooklyn #bushwickhairsalon #queerhair #nychair #hairsalon

[emdotcom]

#oh the gender #nonbinary #tumblr polls #poll #queer #lgbtqia+ #transgender #scuttle forth all ye gendereds & nongendereds

[autistictrobed]

this came to me in a dream

#abed version of that one troy meme #kind of #also guy is a nongendered term to me👍 #this guy is so nonbinary and bisexual #abed nadir #nbc community #pic

[feeder-fics]

Challenge Accepted

It was a passing comment that was stuck in your mind.

“God, these pants are getting really snug.”

Your girlfriend had said it while getting ready to run errands the previous weekend - so casually, as if it wasn’t going to affect you.

It hasn’t affected you. It had consumed your thoughts for the next week. You finally decided to do something about after staring at the pants for nearly five minutes while doing laundry.

You took note of the size and bought her new ones online, a pair of the next two sizes up. You had goals to reach.

Now just to decide how she was going to outgrow those pants. A long weekend of stuffing her favorite foods seemed to be the winning option.

That was until you remembered a fun little thing tucked away in the closet. You had only used it a few times, but your girlfriend had enjoyed it.

A funnel.

It had been a gift you tried out on her birthday. A little funnel of heavy cream to end her birthday cake stuffing.

Your birthday and anniversary were the only other times you had used it - just to top off the end of the meal.

Although there was no important date, your girlfriend going up a size was something to celebrate.

A new idea sparked as you prepared for the night. Originally you just wanted her to stuff enough throughout the weekend that she would finally pack on enough to size out of the pants the next time she tried them on.

Now, you were going to pop her right out of those tight jeans. It was going to be beautiful.

You had everything set up for Friday night. You had gone back and forth on just using heavy cream or shakes. Between the desire for her to actually be full with nutrient dense shakes and the idea of all those calories sticking to her belly, shakes had to be the choice.

She was given firm instructions for the day. Put on her jeans with whatever shirt she liked. Light snacking all day and only water. You wanted her to put in the work to get out of those jeans.

When you got home from work, you couldn’t help but praise your sweet girl. She had everything set up exactly as you asked and you could tell she was excited, maybe even more excited than you.

“Ready, baby? Can you wait patiently for me just a bit longer? I have a surprise.”

She knew that you wanted to have a nice stuffing session tonight, but she wasn’t fully aware of your entire plan.

The shakes you prepared were the most calorie dense recipes you could find - not so rich that your girlfriend would grow tired of it quickly but packed with hefty ingredients and topped off with gaining powder.

You return to the living room with your haul, watching her eyes grow wide. It was clear she wanted to ask what you had planned, but the full blender and funnel were pretty obvious.

“I…uh, I should go change - get comfortable for this, I think,” she said, her voice letting you know that she was just as turned on by the idea as you were.

“Oh no, you aren’t going to change. You are going to earn it.”

“Earn it?”

“Mhm, open up.”

She looked at you with wide eyes before dutifully opening her mouth, waiting for the tube. You placed the end of the tube on her tongue and gently nudged her back to relax into the couch.

You grabbed the blender and began to pour the thick mixture into the funnel, anticipation at its highest. She moaned as the first drops of the shake hit her tongue and she hungrily started downing it.

To ensure she didn’t choke, you poured it steadily but enough to go down quick. You knew from experience that the fastest she went, the more she got down.

A quick tap to your leg came halfway through the blender, her asking for a breath. You stopped pouring and starting to massage her stomach, already noticing the healthy bloat developing at the top. Her tight jeans getting even more snug - angry, red lines scattered across her skin.

You lifted the blender once again and continued the stream of fattening shake down the tube. Little whispers of praise constantly falling from your lips as she swallowed it all down without complaint.

The end of the shake came quicker than you expected. Her jeans were definitely struggling, the button hanging on for dear life. You gave her stomach a gentle press eliciting another guttural moan from your girlfriend.

“You stay put, big girl, I’m going to top this off,” you instructed, bringing a bright pink blush to her cheeks - most likely because you both were well aware that she was going nowhere without help any time soon.

You had been hopeful that it would take more than one blender-worth of weight gain shake to pop those jeans so there were two more prepped in the fridge. You could picture the look on your girlfriend’s face when this was all over and you told her that she packed in thousands of calories in just minutes.

When you returned, she was had one hand on top of the belly giving a gentle massage. Her eyes were closed and for a split second you worried that she was in pain, but she was clearly enjoying herself as you got closer.

Without warning, you quickly placed the tube back in her mouth and restarted the steady pour. Her beautiful moans returned in tandem, making the experience that much more perfect.

It seemed that the second serving was really filling her out as there was a noticeable creak in her jeans after a large swallow. You paused, attempted to dig your finger in between her skin and waistband, and smiled when there was absolutely no give left.

“My gorgeous baby, your jeans are barely hanging on. I bet that waistband is getting pretty uncomfortable, hmm?”

She nodded pitifully, playing up the act to match your energy. You could tell that she was thinking that would work on you, that you would undo her button and give her relief. She was sorely mistaken.

“Better keep going then. We aren’t done until you pop.”

Another whimper followed by a deeper moan was all you got in response as she hungrily drank down the shake. You tipped the blender all the way, the shake spilling into the funnel at full speed.

Your girlfriend did not miss a single drop. Her stomach looking as if it was beginning to protest, the area bloating and swelling more than you had ever seen before.

As you considered giving her another break, she swallowed down the last of what was in the funnel - heaving a few deep breaths afterwards. Before you could utter a word, the sound of thread stretching filled the room.

Within seconds, her belly bounced forward from her constricted jeans - the button flying off and skittering across the hardwood floor. Her stomach seemed to have doubled in size now that it was freed from the confines of her pants.

You both needed time to catch your breath, shocked by the scene that just unfolded. Although you had planned for this, nothing compared to actually seeing it happen.

Your hands found her bloated stomach, massaging any cramps away as she adjusted to having more room to breath. She was completely packed, rounded out more than you have ever seen her before.

“You okay, baby?”

“Okay? Literally never been better.”

You laughed, both endeared and aroused by your girlfriend’s honesty. This had gone better than you could have imagined, everything playing out perfectly.

“I can’t wait to see what kind of damage this shake does. Good thing I got you new pants.”

She blushed once again, hot and bothered by the idea of another sizing up in what felt like a short period of time.

As you continued your massage of her stomach, you noticed that she seemed hesitant to ask something.

“What’s wrong, baby? Do you need something?”

“Um…I was just wondering if I could finish. I know you made more and I want to be good, appreciate what you made for me.”

You smirked, proud of your good girl.

“Aw, is my big girl still hungry? Well, we can’t have that now can we?”

She feigned embarrassment even though she was clearly ready for more. She nodded and looked at you with innocent eyes. “Please, can I have the rest?”

“Of course you can, especially when you asked so nicely.”

You made a quick trip to the kitchen, grabbing the third batch of your dense shake - excited to continue. The evening was far from over.

#feeder fiction #female feedee #weight gain fic #feederism writing #nongendered feeder #pretty belly fics #weight gain #stuffing story #funnel feeding #button popping

[poetryandmusings]

T H E E X P E R I E N C E

staying queer as fuck with LaLa Ri

#me #personal #neutrois #agender #lgbtqia #nongendered #nonbinary #genderqueer #genderless #drag queen #rupauls drag race #rupaulsdragraceallstars #fame games #lala ri

[hoohoobeanie]

they're actually the biggest skrunklies you guys just wouldn't get it

#my loserboys (nongendered) ❤️ #i need more alex content actually #but give me more spence-alex dynamic on screen PLS #spencer #alex tran #smosh #smosh games

[obsessive-ego]

Coworker: you should probably eat girl

Me: I'm nonbinary

Coworker:....

Coworker: you should probably eat motherfucker

#the only nongender term i accept #my day was shit but this was the highlight

[mangiimango]

hey man can I leave it at yours for like half an hour 50 minutes max it’s house trained so don't even worry about it.

#v1 ultrakill #ultrakill shitpost #my son(nongendered) #ultrakill #kiss it!!! #(the og post was a cricket I think) #(mspaint save me)

[copiousloverofcopia]

When You Wake Up

Terzo Fluff trade (SFW) for the amazing @inf3stissumam 💗

-Terzo x Reader

-reader is not described and no particular pronouns used so everyone can enjoy a self insert ☺️

Also available on AO3. Asks and requests are open. For Commission hit me up (on that site that looks like a heart mug, user copiousloverofcopia)!

Hope you all like it 😊

The room is pitch black and quiet, and the peaceful embrace of silence having finally overcome you. As the night settled in, you had fallen asleep waiting. It had been a very long week while Terzo was out traveling to promote the band’s upcoming tour.

For months leading up to this recent trip, you were always by this side. Every practice, every meeting, every argument between him and Secondo about how things should go–all of it. You grew accustomed to being on his arm through it all. The memories of him belting out lyrics to his new songs as he serenaded you in your bedroom were your constant companions while he was away. You were ever so proud of him.

The new album was something he worked so hard on, his need to prove himself to his family and the church weregreat. He had poured his soul into it. Terzo was so excited to share it with the world. To show them that Papa Emeritus the Third was a man of virtuosity and charisma. Your Papa was someone worthy of their admiration.

So when he told you he would be leaving soon, it had come as no surprise, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. There would be more nights like this. Terzo would only be home a few short days before the tour would begin. You were going to have to get used to the emptiness in the bed the two of you shared.

Without you knowing it a couple more hours had passed and you were out like a light, laying in bed. You were awakened by the sound of your books, you had used to distract yourself, tumbling off the side to the floor. The noise startled you, making you flinch. “Oh no, I am sorry I woke you. I was trying my best to let you sleep.” Terzo said, his hand resting gently on your shoulder.

The sound of his voice in the darkness, soft and musical, like the gentle strum of a guitar–intoxicating. It brought you such relief knowing he was finally home. "I am sorry I am so late, the ghouls were a handful getting through airport security….it was a lot, I won't bore you with the details–Omega may have bitten someone, but that's neither here nor there. Anyway, my love, again I am sorry to have awakened you.

“It’s ok, I must have fallen asleep waiting–” you began, Terzo's brows furrowing at your words.

“Waiting? Tesoro, I told you not to wait up for me.” he sighed, turning the lamp on the bedside table on. Terzo smiled, seeing you laying there, the dimly lit room illuminating your shape under the sheets. He climbed over you to place the gentlest of kisses on your forehead. Deeply inhaling as he did, the scent of your shampoo filling his nose for the first time in days. He was just as happy to see you. He laid down, nestled up next to you beneath the covers, his elbow bent and his head resting in his hand.

“I know you said not to, but I couldn’t help it. How am I going to get through this? I can’t stand it. Every second that has passed without you herethese last few days has been torture. How am I going to make it through an entire tour?” you asked him, your eyes glossing over with unshed tears.

“It is not forever, tesoro. I will be home after a few weeks. You know I will always come home to you.” he reassured you. You smiled back at him, knowing he meant every word that left his lips. His word had always been his bond and for you of all people, his candor fully on display.

“I know.” you sniffled, him pressing his lips into a tight smile. He could tell it was hard on you. It wasn’t the same for him, not because he didn’t long for you just as much as you did him, but because he would get so engrossed in his commitments to Ghost and to the Ministry that he didn’t get the luxury of dwelling on anything else. He pulled you closer to him in the bed, holding you in his arms.

He was warm and you could hear his heart beating within his chest. A crescendo, sounding off as you nuzzled closer to him. His embrace was unlike any other. You melted into those strong arms holding you and the softness of his lips, as he gently kissed the bare skin of your shoulder, flooded you with happiness.

His chest hair tickled your nose, Terzo chuckled watching the sensation making you twitch. You giggled right along with him, the tender moment between the two of you sending your heart soaring. He brought his fingertips up to your jawline, pulling you to face him. He wanted you to look into his mismatched eyes, to see the sincerity in the words he would begin to speak.

“Listen to me. I want you to know something…you're ready to listen, si?" He asked you. His tone was reassuring, making you feel comforted and protected. In his arms you were safe.

"Uh huh." you agreed, smiling at him through your tears. He smiled back, wiping them from your cheek, his fingers grazing along the side of your face.

"I adore you above all things, tesoro. There is nothing that could keep me from coming home to you. My entire world is right here in this room." he vowed, his soulful eyes staring deeply into yours.

“I just want to be with you, please stay here with me as long as you can. I'm so afraid to fall asleep. What if I fall asleep and wake up to you being gone–gone all over again. I need more time with you.” you cried.

Terzo had been trying hard not to, but your undying love and devotion to him in your eyes along with how beautiful you were took over. He kissed you fully on your lips–pure serenity the feeling of him there. The moment, a bit bitter sweet, but one you were grateful to have. When you pulled away to face him once more you were overcome with emotion. You buried your face into the crook of his shoulder and his embrace surrounded you.

“Shhhh…that is not going to happen. You rest now, tesoro, I will be here when you wake up.”

#terzo #terzo x reader #ghost fluff #sfw #nongender specific reader #ghost fan fics #ghost #papa iii #papa emeritus iii #ao3 writer #ao3 #ren writes

[samuelstaubyn]

Are you a fan of non-gendered jewellery? Me too!! In fact I firmly believe that all jewellery is free from gender. Wear what YOU want, wear what MAKES YOU HAPPY!! . The ‘Jasper’ and ‘Jasper No.2’ Braided Cuff Bracelets from SamStAubyn.com #samstaubyn #cuffbracelet #nongendered #wearwhatyoulove #sustainablejewellery #sydneyjewellery #innerwestsydney #australianjewellery (at Wangal Country) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkPx-S5rLI2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#samstaubyn #cuffbracelet #nongendered #wearwhatyoulove #sustainablejewellery #sydneyjewellery #innerwestsydney #australianjewellery

[tomahawksalon]

Rainbow Pride Flag Hair

Tomahawk was started by a proud queer BIPOC. @unboundbruja built this place as a symbol of defiance and kinship. We built this place to be a home, a safe no judgement zone. Where people could be and express their authentic self. I am so proud of you our clients, our community. Everyday @kristinjackson @donna234rae and myself are surrounded by people that hold the same core values that we all deserve equality. We are so privileged to be a part of your journeys and cherish all of you! Go out and celebrate. Celebrate LGBTQIA+ everyday in your authentic self, in your family, in your friends, coworkers and community. Fight the good fight! We offer non gendered pricing<3 

#lgbtq community #lgbt pride #prideflag #pridehair #rainbowhair #Bushwick #brooklyn #nychairstylist #nychair #brooklynstylist #pulpriothair #tomahawksalon #nongendered #genderfree #genderneutral #haircut #haircolor #haircolourinspo