#a masc closet and a femme closet

[wishingprince]

Okay I like stories where boys kiss each other but what if also sometimes I wish I was a boy getting kissed.

[scribbyizhere]

I wamb more trans characters that havent gotten any surgery or cut/grown out their hair or hide their chests or where cute dresses that everyone at school gets upset w/ them abt.. more gay trans peeps like these. If u walk down the street and see these ppl, u would never know, and it happens all the time man

[polyamorouspunk]

I had never seen a picture of you before!! In my head I imagined you more goth-y (technical terms I promise).

But you're a lemon!!! Yellow is my favorite color and you absolutely rock it!!!! Delightful! 😊💛 sending you good vibes!!

SHDKHSKSS I’m sorta aestheticly genderfluid, so I’m presenting a lot more femme right now. I’ve also looked like this over the past like year and a half:

Which is why I go both by Savvy (she/her) and Punk (he/him)

[homosexualmorelikehomiesexual]

god im so fucking tired of gender

[unfairtradeyward]

✨ Hey all my beautiful Men, Women and Meatsuit humans in-between! ✨

HAPPY PRIDE!!

Shout out to all my amazing people who are in this community. You are valued, valid and loved. Shout out to all my trans men, women, femme, Masc and non-binary lovelies you all deserve a hug. Genderfluid people! I see you and I love you and I love being part of your community as a Gender fluid person myself. Queer Plautonic, Sapphics, Romantic or Aromantic, Asexuals peeps what your feeling is super SUPER valid and I love you all!

Gays, lesbians, bi, pan people love you! Love you! LOVE YOU!

Intersex people!!! You are amazing and just love you guys so so so so much!!!

Questioning people, people in the closet or people who are transitioning, unable to transition, post transition or cannot transition safely and LGBTQIA+ Disabled people and to anyone on this community YOU ARE VALID, TREAT YOURSELF THIS MONTH AND KEEP GOING!

You will make it onto the other side

And to everyone on this hellscape

-> Take care of yourself this month and stay safe <-

-C

[americascomic]

I talked to a trans femme teen yesterday who told me to not use slurs (faggot, tranny) and I think people like to blame social media for these kids being so tenderqueer-y, but this kid also told me that of the 1,400 kids in her art school, there is lots of out gay, trans masc and non-binary AFAB kids but only 10 t-femmes, and I saw in her and this other trans femme teen I know this harsh assimilationist streak (they want to go stealth, strive for conventional beauty standards, jealous of the cis het white blonde girls) because they barely have a community and so it becomes a place to survive.

The internet is this boogieman that distorts what is the consensus. It has a selection bias of hyper isolated, neurodivergent, and anxious people who are just looking to survive

I look at queer kids with annoying conservative opinions I don't see the solution being "internet stop sucking" - the assimilationist woodworking "Cross Dressing Quarterly" trannies of the 90's didn't need TikTok to get this way, it was the violence of the closet.

I see the problem being them being scared kids - what bell hooks calls "the most oppressed class" and I see the solution being a more porous, safe community between kids and adults (outside of the nonprofit industrial complex that uses queer youth spaces to condescend, infantalize, and give resources in a nondemocratic way)

We always say "protect trans kids" and it's worth queer adults of all types toughing through bigotry and accusatory stares to find these kids, build relationships, give resources and love them. All we have is each other. We protect us. Us tranny faggots

[oscargender]

I have some thoughts brewing abt my gender and sexuality that I might feel ready to share soon. Idk idk

[sundropsystem]

I know its supposed to be helpful to a lot of trans people but i always feel a huge sense of dread, as a non-passing trans man, who doesnt try to pass, when a group decides to go around with names and pronouns. Because suddenly, in that moment, i have to either misgender myself (i do tend to say 'any pronouns' but people default to the one pronoun i dont want to hear and i still have to tell people to call me a name that i loathe) or come out right then and there, and be very very visibly trans, and most likely not be believed by many people there (even if they themselves are queer in whatever way) because i look so much like i want to be a womab. I fucking hate it. I like being gnc, i like being feminine, i dont want to pass as a cis man. But fuck i hate this place im in. I just want to say i am who i am and be believed and not have to out myself or misgender myself i just want to be me, quietly

[genderqueerdykes]

i'm going to continue talking about what trans men experience and transandrophobia until we finally break the silence forced upon transmasculine people and trans men. we are no longer tolerating being invisible, pushed aside, mocked, abandoned, disrespected, questioned, harassed, and denied the right to be addressed correctly with respect and grace.

trans men and mascs are going to exist no matter how hard you try to deny our identities, or abuse us out of them. there will always be transmascs and men no matter how hard you try to prevent us from talking about it, publicly sharing our identities, or finding community. no matter what, trans men and mascs will always be here and it's best to just let us carve out spaces for each other because trying to silence us permanently isn't working.

we are trans. we are queer. our masculinity and manhood is not a threat to you. we are not inherently dangerous. we are not "ruining our bodies with testosterone". we're not confused. we're not stepping on trans women's and transfemme's toes when we create spaces for ourselves and talk about our issues. we're not taking resources away from other queer people.

we need resources, too. just because someone is a man or masc does not mean they will have an easy time making a lot of money. it's still hard for transmascs in transition to find well paying, stable jobs. workplace discrimination still exists- "female" deadnames and F markers are still going to get in the way- especially now that they know you are trans. intersex trans men struggle to have our identities addressed correctly. workplaces can still fire trans people for them being trans, especially in states where at-will employment is in place. they can claim they fired you for one reason, but it was really because you are trans.

policing the verbiage and identities of transmascs and men is not going to make us stop identifying with them. trans men are allowed to call ourselves trannies- we are trannies. we're allowed to call ourselves dykes and butches and lesbians. we're allowed to have multiple genders, including being women, without that invalidating our masculinity and/or manhood. we're allowed to be and dress femme. we are allowed to choose whether or not HRT and surgery is right for us.

regardless of how much someone hates these things- they're still going to happen. you can tell us that we can't be "real men" or that we can't be wholly or partially women, genderfluid, closeted, detrans, non binary, genderqueer, butches, femmes, dykes, lesbians, or sapphic- but we're still going to be those things anyway.

resistance won't make us go away- it just makes us angrier, and it makes us fight harder for our rights, and the rights of our brothers, siblings, partners, husbands, fathers, relatives, and every transmasc and man out there.

[our-ftm-experience]

The way people treat trans mascs like they're pests is awful. I've been treated so poorly by other fellow queers ever since I've come out. I can promise you that I do not have all the privilege a cis man does simply because I have the label "masc". I don't pass at all and I'm still treated like a violent male criminal intruding on transgender spaces. Not a day goes by that I don't see posts about how much somebody hates trans mascs for one reason or another. It all screams transphobia to me. But I'm not allowed to feel that way so I have to keep it inside. I feel like I would've been treated better in life if I was either a cis man or just stayed a woman... I don't want to be a woman though even though I know I would've been more accepted and supported like I was before I came out. Maybe I should've stayed in the closet after all... I'm so dejected and heartbroken.

it's all that she+/femme&them stuff.... we can't really have a place for ourselves without being called 'transandrodorks', 'mras', etc.

transmascs deserve to be able to talk about our oppression. we deserve to feel included in trans stuff. we deserve to live and have fun. you cannot be evil by virtue of being masculine/male.

[xoluvx]

if youre still on a request spree, could you maybe write something fluffy with billie helping you get ready for something? you never dress up so maybe doing your nails or hair or makeup

something about masc billie doing femme things with reader yk?

yeeesssss i love this 😭

“this looks so good on you,” billie beamed as she applied the shimmery highlight on the tip of your nose. she held your chin turning your head to the side watching the way the highlight reflected on your cheekbones.

“it’s not too much?” you asked tilting your head. you were out of your comfort zone and she’d been walking you through every step of the way. your eyes were big waiting for her response. she smiled and shook her head.

“it’s perfect. you’re perfect,” she stared into your eyes and you couldn’t help but smile. you felt shy and the butterflies were fluttering in your chest.

“choose one,” she held two lip glosses. they looked almost identical. you shrugged nervously.

“i don’t know,” you pouted. she placed them behind her back shuffling them.

“which arm?” she asked. you tapped on her right arm and she revealed the choice.

“pucker up,” she made a kissy face and you laughed puckering your lips. you were anticipating the lips gloss not her lips, but her lips were way nicer. they were gone in seconds and you missed them.

“kiss me again,” you whispered placing a hand on your lips. she smiled cupping your face kissing you. it was sweet and intoxicating. when she pulled away your lids were still fluttering open.

“perfect,” she whispered to herself seeing the way your lips were puckered, ready for the final step. she swiped the wand of the gloss carefully. she was focused, swiping across your bottom lip. then your top. you watched her concentration face. it was adorable.

“done,” she smiled closing the gloss before placing it on the vanity.

“do you want to see the dress i picked out?” she squealed rushing to her closet. you stood from the chair walking to the bed waiting for her nervously. when she unzipped the bag you gasped softly. it was gorgeous. you’re not sure you'd ever wore anything quite as beautiful.

she motioned for you to stand up. you slide off your robe stepping into the dress as she held your hand. her hands were gentle as she zipped the dress. then they ran down the curves of your body and she smiled contently.

“thank you,” you smiled timidly.

“i’d kiss you, but i don’t want to ruin your makeup,” she chuckled playfully. gosh, you wished she did.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Just a little ask- can we get a Regina George x basically a masc lesbian version of a himbo reader?

I don’t know about you but I have to climb Mount Everest to find any masc reader fics 😭 it’s hard out here!!!

Truth or Dare ||

|| Regina George x masc!fem!reader

|| Warnings: heavily implied smut, house party, underage drinking, Regina being Regina, sex mention, reader being slightly peer pressured in Truth or Dare, swearing, Regina being possessive over reader

|| Summary: Regina gets reader ready for a house party, they get a little distracted by each other. At the house party, reader ends up having more fun than she thought she would.

Requests open!

Started: May 10th

Finished: May 13th

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The only reason you were popular was because Regina George was your girlfriend; if you hadn't been associated with her you would've been a complete outcast. You didn't fall into the femme social norms society had created. You leaned on the more masc side. Backwards hats, baggy pants, oversized shirts and sweaters. How you ended up with Regina you had no idea, but man you loved every minute of it.

You sat with her group during lunch, it was Wednesday so all of you had at least some type of pink on. For you it was your backwards flat cap, coloured a soft pink. Regina had bought it for you since prior to dating her you had absolutely zero pink in your wardrobe. Your clothes were mostly neutral colours, except for the few pride merch pieces you had.

The rest of your outfit was what you would typically wear. It was Fall, so you had a brown oversized hoodie; the sleeves and hood were a soft cream colour. Your pants were a pair of grey-ish green cargos. The way you tended to dress was mostly just grabbing whatever from your closet since you were always rushed in the mornings; sleep was priority. Looking good came after.

Regina hated that you did this. There was definitely a few times where the outfit you ended up showing up with was so mismatched that she would make you go back and change.

"Have you been listening?" Regina looked at you, eyes narrowed. You blinked and stared at her in confusion.

You definitely hadn't been.

"Uhh..."

Regina groans," Pay attention, dumbass. I asked if you had an outfit planned for the party tonight."

You had completely forgotten about the house party Regina was dragging you to, so you didn't have an outfit." I can't just wear this?" You looked down at what you already had on.

Her face scrunched up and she rolled her eyes," Absolutely not. After school you're coming to mine and we're giving you a makeover."

"Great..." You muttered, not really wanting the makeover but you knew Regina wouldn't let you say no.

The rest of the school day went by pretty quickly and at the end of it Regina had driven you to her place to work on your party fit.

As you walked into her room, she grabbed you by your waist and pinned you to the wall. Trailing kisses along your neck which got a soft gasp out of you.

"Regina- I thought-" You were confused why she was she doing this, not that you minded but you thought you were here for a makeover... not make out.

Her hands gripped the bottom of your hoodie and slowly pulled it over your head.

"Well, I have to undress you first. Don't I?" She whispered into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. You nodded your head and let her continue with what she was doing.

She smirked as she watched you easily go along with what she was doing. Once your shirt was off, she unclipped your bra and let it fall to the floor as she pushed herself against your body. Her kisses went from your neck to your chest, pulling away from you just moments before she would've reached your breasts.

You made a soft sound when she pulled away, Regina smirked and gripped your hand; leading you to her closet. She loved teasing you like this. Her favourite thing was watching you get worked up, then pulling away from you last minute.

She dug through her clothes, trying to find a nice shirt and pair of pants to go with it. Something that would both match your style and fit what she was going to wear.

When she found the right combination of clothes, she handed them to you and gave you a deep kiss. You melted into it, kissing her back. Her hand rested to the small of your back as she pulled away; eyes slowly trailing your figure.

"Change into that."

You looked down at the clothes she picked out for you, raising an eyebrow as you looked back at Regina again. "Do I have to?"

She narrowed her eyes," Yes." Her hand trailed down further before slapping your ass, making you gasp at the suddenness," Don't argue."

You rolled your eyes but got changed into the fit, Regina's eyes never leaving your body as she stood with her arms crossed.

The outfit she had given you was a little more out of your style than she planned for; she had given you a black lace corset with a fishnet long sleeve that went down to your hands and made fingerless gloves. For the bottoms she'd given you a pair of red jeans and one of her louboutin boots that had just a bit of heel. Okay, it was seriously out of your style. She just wanted to see what you would look like in it and man she wasn't disappointed. When you were dressed, you looked at her then down at the heeled boots.

"I'm so going to fall tonight." You muttered, she laughed at that and a smile tugged the corner of her mouth.

"And if you do, tell me so I can get it on video." Regina winked at you, you huffed.

"Love you, too." You muttered, she ignored your comment and grabbed you by your hand. Pulling you helplessly over to her makeup vanity. Your worst nightmare.

Regina forced you to take a seat before she sat down in your lap, a smirk on her face as she went through her makeup supplies.

"Regina..." You tried to protest, but her hand went to your mouth to stop you.

"Don't start. A little makeup won't hurt you." Regina whispered, grabbing her moisturizer cream and beginning to put some on. You cringed as it touched your face and closed your eyes, reluctantly letting her do what she needed to do.

Nearly twenty long minutes later, Regina was done and satisfied with the look she had created. She grabbed you by your chin and made you look in her mirror as she raised an eyebrow expectantly.

"It's... not my style. But it's fine." You replied, at least being honest with her.

She rolled her eyes and let go of your face," you look better than fine. Now move so I can do my own makeup."

You moved out of her way and headed over to Regina's bed, laying down as you scrolled on your phone and waited for her to be done. Hers took much longer than yours, since she was doing a whole lot more than what she had done for you. You wouldn't even begin to be able to describe what she was doing because you had no clue what half the products even were.

Once Regina was ready, she pulled you from her bed and began walking to her jeep.

"Do we really have to go? I mean, it's a Wednesday night, G. We have school tomorrow." You weren't thrilled about a late night party. Regina's dragged you to multiple parties before, they weren't your scene.

"We're going. We just spent almost two hours getting ready and that time is not going to waste." She looked back at you with narrowed eyes, you sighed deeply but got into her jeep with her and she drove the two of you to go pick up Gretchen & Karen.

When they got in the jeep, you held conversation with them until you finally arrived at the party. You dreaded stepping through those doors but you didn't have much of a choice as Regina dragged you along.

As Regina dragged you along, you did your best to avoid making contact with anyone. One girl nearly threw up on you but Regina pulled you closer to her.

"You're not ruining my clothes tonight." She mutters, hand gripping you tighter as she found her way to the kitchen.

Now in the kitchen, Regina goes through the fridge. Pulling out orange juice, vodka and some ice to make a Screwdriver Cocktail. She pours one for herself than one for you, handing you your drink.

You take it, grateful it wasn't some shit like bud light. You weren't big on beer, you preferred the simply stuff with vodka. Which Regina knew. Sorry bud light fans.

You took a drink as she walked back over to you, hand wrapping around your waist as she trails it along your body. You look at her with a soft smirk, raising an eyebrow as you see the look in her eyes.

"Yes, baby?" You ask in a whisper.

"Shh." She mutters, giving your lips a soft kiss before kissing your neck a few times. Earning some soft sounds from you.

She pulls away and chugs back some of her drink before setting it down on the counter," I'll be right back. Watch my drink."

Regina tells you, you nod and keep your eyes on her as she leaves the kitchen. You then lean yourself against the counter, taking her drink in your hand so you could keep an eye on it like she asked.

You're alone for no longer than a minute when some girl you thought you vaguely recognized came into the kitchen. You weren't sure where you'd seen her, but it was somewhere. Maybe just passing her in the school halls?

She didn't stand out all that much, at least in your opinion. Her eyes locked to yours and she smiled, walking over to you.

"Y/N! Hi!" You weren't surprised she knew your name, many people knew your name when you didn't know theirs. Being Regina George's girlfriend will do that.

"Hi." You reply simply, hoping she would catch on to the fact that you weren't interested in conversation. Not with her, anyway. You took a big sip from your drink, but she pulled it away from your mouth. The suddenness of it nearly making you choke. She grabs both drinks from your hands and sets them behind you, pressing herself against your body.

"Wouldn't you rather... have something else on your lips than a glass?" Her voice was low, she was clearly flirting with you and clearly drunk. You were about to push her off when someone very loudly cleared their throat from behind you. You looked over and saw Regina in the door way, arms folded and glare intense as ever as she stared down the girl. You felt yourself relax. Thank God.

"I'm feeling nice tonight so you have three seconds to back off before I end whatever pathetic social life you have." Regina's voice was scary calm, laced with fake kindness that sent a shiver down your spine and the threat wasn't even directed at you.

The girl flinched when she heard Regina and quickly stepped away from you, though her hand lingered for a moment longer than you would have liked.

"Regina-! We were just-!" Regina cuts her off before she could explain, marching right up to you and positioning herself where the girl had been against you moments before. Her hand grips your chin as she pulls you in for a rough kiss. You made a soft sound, melting into her lips as you easily kissed her back.

When you parted, the girl was no longer in the kitchen. You smirked as you looked at Regina.

"Thank you, baby." You whisper, she narrows her eyes and shushes you with her finger.

"Don't think you're off the hook." Her other hand grips you at your waist, nails digging into your skin. Hard enough to leave a mark on you.

Your eyes closed at the feeling, a soft whimper escaping your lips as you leaned back against the counter.

"Guys! We're starting a game of Truth or Dare!" Gretchen's voice rings out from somewhere in the living room, catching both yours and Regina's attention. Your eyes flutter open, a hint of disappointment in your features at the thought of ending whatever it was that Regina had started.

"We're so playing." Regina tells you, you nod in reluctance and hand Regina her drink from the counter before taking your own and following her into the living room.

You could see your guy's friend group seated on the couches plus some others who had joined. Faces you recognized; Gretchen, Karen, Cady, Aaron, Shane. The rest you didn't exactly know but you had definitely seen them around before. the backup dancers from Stupid with Love.

Regina took a seat in the open arm chair and motioned for you to sit in her lap, you easily followed the silent order. Leaning back against her with a soft, contented sigh.

The game went through a few rounds before it circled over to you, Shane being the one to ask you Truth or Dare. Since it was Shane, you went with the hopefully safer choice of Truth. You knew his Dares could get messy.

Shane smirked," What's your most embarrassing sex story?"

Your face flushed at the question, you should've known Truth would be just as awful." Drink." You stated, opting to skip it by drinking since that was a rule you guys had added. You only get three drink skips.

You felt Regina's hand on your waist, her chin coming to rest on your shoulder.

"No, I wanna hear this. Say it." She has a feeling she knows which one you're avoiding, but she wants confirmation.

You rolled your eyes, looking longingly at your drink in your hand. Knowing Regina wouldn't let you skip this one. You could feel everyone watching you expectantly.

Groaning, your free hand came up to loosely covered your mouth." I once leaned too far back and fell off the bed. Broke my arm."

"Oh my God! That's how you broke your arm?!" Gretchen grinned," You said it was a skate boarding accident!"

"Well I wasn't about to say it was a sex accident." You rolled your eyes again, Regina laughed from behind you and gave your hip a squeeze.

"Watching you scramble to come up with that lie to your parents was so fucking funny." She smirked, you gave her a glare.

The others laughed and you stuck the middle finger at them as you took a drink from your cup anyways.

The rest of the game continued, lots of the classic questions were asked and dares were done. Overall it was pretty fun, this was probably the most fun you've had at a party in a while.

[gay-jewish-bucky]

i love you closeted trans people

i love you out trans people

i love you trans people who aren't fully either

i love you trans people who don't want to "pass"

i love you trans people who can't "pass"

i love you trans people who "pass"

i love you trans people who don't want to medically transition

i love you trans people who can't medically transition

i love you trans people who medically transition

i love you trans mascs

i love you trans men

i love you trans femmes

i love you trans women

i love you trans neutrals

i love you unaligned trans people

i love you multi gender trans people

i love you mono gender trans people

i love you genderless trans people

i love you trans people who are combinations of these things

i love you trans people who don't fit into these categories neatly

i love you trans people who don't fit into these categories at all

i love you trans people who are none of these things

i love you trans people who are all of these things at once

i love you trans people with identities too complex to put into words

i love you trans people that don't feel reflected in any of these things

i love you trans people who use neopronouns

i love you trans people who use common pronouns

i love you trans people who mix and match pronouns

i love you trans people who use one set of pronouns

i love you trans people who didn't realize they were trans til later in life

i love you trans people who always knew

i love you trans people who are unsure of when or how they knew

i love you trans people

[drdemonprince]

I'm curious to know your take on the whole fujoshi pisscourse because I'm semi new to it and no matter how much the internet says I should be appalled that some cis women flick their beans to gay stuff... as a queer guy I simply cannot bring myself to care. I have experienced cis straight women in queer spaces being rude or even sexually inappropriate, especially to performers, but I just don't see the relationship between that and the girls watching gay porn. And I've also seen people argue that it's bad because cis straight women who are artists will write/draw stuff about gay men that's inaccurate... but again I don't see this as nefarious as the twinks on tiktok want me to believe it is, like who cares.

Yeah, I'm with you 100%. What a person gets off to is their business and no type of porn belongs to one identity group.

My gay male bestie in high school got off exclusively to straight porn -- he found the women in straight porn easier to relate to than the types of big, masc guys that get depicted in most gay porn videos.

I watch porn of any fucking gender combination because what I care about is the hypnosis and power exchange, not the people involved.

I know this couple of two trans women that broke up when one walked in on the other watching gay male "sissy" porn -- she considered it an insult to her own identity and worried that it meant her trans femme partner wasn't "really" a woman or didn't see her as one. It led to the disastrous, messy termination of a relationship of many years, and the entire basis for the rift was nonsense.

I like a lot of detrans kink / forced detransition porn because of my own insecurities and worst fears. It strikes a chord in a hot way. Before I transitioned, I looked at a lot of gay male porn especially of the silly fanfictiony variety because it gave me something to project my longings onto.

Lots of trans mascs are "cis female fujoshis" like that. And yeah, some cis women are too! They may like the escape from conventional gender role baggage, or they may have some latent gender-fuckery of their own that the fiction is allowing them to explore, or maybe they just like guys a lot and so seeing two guys together is twice as hot to them. No amount of discourse is gonna keep straight men from watching lesbian porn. So let's leave the girls to whatever gets them off!

(incidentally, I know a lot of lesbian fujoshis too).

We shouldn't be policing what others' eroticize. A person's identity has no bearing on what they might find interesting to look at or fantasize about. What matters in terms of 'protecting' the queer community is having guidelines on behavior.

The problem with cishet women being predatory at the club isn't that they're cishet, it's that they're groping people, getting in people's faces, and being rude. Anyone of any identity can do that. The only way we can prevent bad behavior is by having rules and procedures in place for dealing with it in anyone. Not by restricting which identities are allowed in the door -- that will only ever play out in a transphobic way and a way that's hostile to the questioning and closeted, and I'll have no part in it.

And certainly none of us have any business butting into what sexual thoughts play between a person's ears. There are no thought crimes. There are no emotion crimes. There are no arousal crimes. There are only behaviors that can hurt others, and if someone's actions are respectful and harm no one, their identity and what they get off to is completely their business.

[acewhowantsspace]

Reblog if you agree that you can celebrate Pride if:

You are out publicly

You are in the closet

You are out online

You are out to a few people

You are questioning

You are unlabeled

You are 'too young to know'

You are 'too old to figure this out'

You don't have to transition when you are a teenager

You CAN figure out/come to terms with your gender and sexuality when you are in your adult years

You have recently figured out your gender/identity

You are still finding yourself

You don't 'match' your gender identity (PRESENTATION ≠ IDENTIFICATION)

You medically transitioned

You did not medically transition

You have a beard and are femme

You have curves and are masc

You participate in drag

Pride Month is for everyone! Haters and gatekeepers are not tolerated ❤️

Please add more to my list!

[hikaaa-bi]

my gender and sexuality hcs for tmagp characters so far:

alice: biromantic asexual, trans woman (canon)

sam: heteroromantic demisexual, genderfluid/demiboy

gwen: closeted femme lesbian, cis woman

celia: pansexual, demigirl

lena: aromantic allosexual (courtesy of @/thermodynamic-comedian; your hc is mine now), gender non-conforming (leaning towards masc)

colin: aromantic asexual, cis man

teddy: pansexual, trans man