#genital stuff

[sovaghoul]

Gender/genital ramblings bc idk it's Pride ig

I recently learned the word Salmacian, which means someone who desires to have a mixed set of genitals (usually, but not always, both a penis and a vagina). And that's me tbh. I have a supernumerary/phantom dick that has and does provide pleasure sensations, and at times I have wished it was corporeal/physical. I would love to have both the ability to fuck and be fucked (anal is a very rare desire for me for penetrative purposes), especially as I find my sexuality much more Sapphic-leaning as of late. And yes I know there are toys, but the already established presence of my astral cock feels like something a step above. I very much feel I am a woman. I just want a dick too.

Anyway have a flag and a link:

Salmacian.org

[wombo--combo]

Wish there was a special kind of hormone that would give you Exactly What You Want and nothing else specifically for Non-binary people

[dysphoric-culture-is]

Dysphoric culture is wanting a phalloplasty without a vaginectomy and not being able to find any doctors who've ever done it, and then crying because you know your ideal configuration apparently isn't a thing that happens.

I want to keep my vulva/vagina, but I still want a penis, and I can't tell you the amount of times I've cried because I don't think this type of surgery is even done or, if it is, done in the US at least. It sucks so much.

Dysphoric culture is!

Also anon, great news: this surgery is real! It’s called vagina-preserving phalloplasty or VPP.

There aren’t a ton of surgeons who perform it in the US but some (from the Crane Center in California) are listed here. There’s also someone in New York that talked about getting a vagina-preserving metoidioplasty in a news article but mod doesn’t know who their surgeon was. More info and some more surgeons are here.

More people are getting nonbinary bottom surgeries so there are slightly more resources around now. Good luck anon!

(For those wanting the opposite of this, phallus-preserving vaginoplasty exists too.)

[puppyeared]

Pajamas

[anachronistic-falsehood]

im still trying 2 write this fucking keeperschamp fic and STRUGGLING bro i am used to writing the most vulgar explicit bloody sex i can think of so how the FUCK do i write two characters fucking LOVINGLY

[pissafterdark]

https://www.tumblr.com/pissafterdark/761181133010501633/yall-think-they-let-you-keep-your-bits-when-they

Regarding this, I imagine they removed Shockwave's spike but let him keep his valve entirely because I'm of the belief his valve is always so wet and tight, it'd be a damn shame for such a lovely thing to be destroyed.

But that's just Shockwave specifically, they probably do different things depending on the victim (maybe they only remove spikes from victims that don't react the way they want them to)

I’ve considered this. It would make for some very interesting fics. Recently however I’ve been considering more of a nullification approach. Shockwave, of course, retains his ability to cum, much to the dismay of the senate. Poor Whirl on the other hand needs some reconstruction to regain his orgasms.

[sapphia]

i want all trans people to know that somewhere out there, right now, there are so so many people working on your genitals. just so many people want you to have a dick and balls. people have dedicated their entire lives to figuring out how to make your vagina happen. in this moment there there are literally are dozens of doctors dedicated working out how to make you a set of genitals that will work the way you want them to, whether that’s researching new procedures or performing groundbreaking operations or performing routine surgery or studying for their medical exams so that one day, in the future, they can provide you with a penis.

these people all want you to have the right set of genitalia and by god they’re going to make it happen

[i-cast-zone-of-truth]

Miles Vorkosigan is literally if "curiosity killed the cat / but satisfaction brought him back" was a person. Straight he may ultimately be, but im sorry Lois you CANNOT tell me he has not personally investigated every type of consensual sexual experience offered to him. You're telling me he'll have an intimate and mutually satisfying sexual relationship with a female werewolf but intersex BEL THORNE is a bridge too far? Girl.

[contagious-watermelon]

what is the deal with everyone identifying themselves by their birth sex? i see it all the time. everywhere. and also — maybe it's just a function of the people i happen to see, but it's almost always people saying they're "afab" rather than its complement.

it's telling, to me, what they really think of (other) trans people, because they act as if your sex at birth is constant and unchanging throughout your life. one of my coworkers said they had a low voice for an afab (meaning low for someone who's never gone through a T-dominant puberty). people use the acronym — denoting what sex a doctor determined you to be when you were born — not always accurate because sex traits can be mixed or ambiguous — as a placeholder for present-day "male" or "female."

it's the same thing, i think, as when people say that sex ≠ gender and mean that trans men are female and trans women are male. sure, some of them are, maybe (though I'd bet it wouldn't go over well calling them that), but it's called SRS for a reason; transsexual. with our current technology, we can't completely change a male person to a female one or vice versa — but we can change a whole lot of their phenotypic sex characteristics, whether that be by removing them or switching them to the other sex. that's kinda the whole point of medical transition, actually.

so to me it just, idk, it reveals how people are really thinking of their own transition as well as others', that they see your birth sex as unchanging, fixed, inevitable destiny. that's exactly what transphobes think of us. why does our own community have to think of us that way too?

[geekthefreakout]

An Empirical Study of Sex and Efforts by A.Z. Fell (Annotations by A. J. Crowley): Part 1

Rating: Mature. If you're underage, I can't stop you from reading this but like... you shouldn't. Please don't interact with me about it.

Sex, as it happened, was nearly as awkward as actually speaking about feelings was, to Crowley's consternated surprise.

He'd thought that once he and Aziraphale had gotten all the blasted talking out of the way AND had saved the Earth a second time, it would all be easy. Tickety-boo, even.

The kissing had been alright- tremendously so, in fact, once they were both actively participating rather than one desperately begging the other not to leave. Also once they'd worked out the angle and force required to avoid painful clashing of teeth. It had seemed to Crowley that sex would follow- this was how most humans did things, and they both tended to enjoy the human experience.

Only- neither of them quite knew what to do. Aziraphale had thought that Crowley would have experience, what with being a demon and all. Only Crowley'd never been given to *that* sort of temptation. Meanwhile, Crowley had assumed Aziraphale would know what to do. Between the two of them, he was the hedonist, and what the heaven had he been doing in all those "gentleman's clubs" if not this??

(This line of inquiry had led to a long explanation of the history of the gavotte, interspersed with cheerful exclamations of "Never assume, dear! It makes an ass out of you and me!" Crowley had screamed venom into Aziraphale's favorite throw pillow in despair.)

Even so, Crowley had been certain they could figure it out. Aziraphale had shelves of books on the subject, and Crowley, though he lacked personal experience, certainly knew what "sexy" was. Or at the very least, he knew what it wasn't.

Sexy wasn't, he decided, standing buck naked in the cool air of Aziraphale's seldom-used bedroom, staring at themselves in the mirror while debating what sort of Effort they should make. But here they were.

"The trouble is, I'm not sure what I would like best." Aziraphale was saying thoughtfully, stroking his chin. "Anything you choose to manifest, my dear, will be lovely. But there are so many possibilities! So much variety! How does one decide?"

"Humans are usually stuck with the Effort they're born with." Crowley offered, having thrown himself dramatically onto the bed once he realized Aziraphale wasn't going to just pick something without proper discourse.

"Not all of them, though." Aziraphale fretted. "Nowadays they can switch with a surgery to what suits them better. And they enhance what they do have! I've received several emails offering to lengthen my--"

"Don't click on those, angel." Crowley groaned. He had invented the "grow your penis" spam email back in the 90s, and thought himself quite clever for it. "It's all rubbish."

"Well, even so. There are shapes which are more desirable. Combinations that work better. Variety in depth, length, hair, texture, function...." Aziraphale's hands went to his hips as he narrowed his eyes at the reflection of his shapeless groin. "I want to do this right."

"'M not sure there is a right way." Crowley said after a moment. "It's all down to preference, isn't it? Like how you take your tea."

"Perhaps there is not a right way, but there is surely a wrong way. Any way that could hurt you would be wrong." The angel's brow furrowed, and Crowley could tell that he was becoming genuinely frustrated.

"You won't hurt me, angel." Crowley assured, sitting up on the bed. He reached out a hand, and Aziraphale allowed him to take one of his and draw him close. "And I won't hurt you."

"I know you won't, dearest. I just... oh, I just want this to be perfect." Aziraphale sat next to Crowley on the bed now, holding both of his hands. "I have hurt you without meaning to so many times. Now that we have this, I mean to treat it with nothing but the highest regard."

Crowley had to kiss him for that. He let his hands run through his angels feathery curls as he drew him close and kissed him, softly, softly. He drank Aziraphale in the way he drank the finest of wines, caressed his face and shoulders reverently. He let the love he felt for his angel, which he had so often kept boxed away, flow from him freely, and he received Aziraphale's love in turn.

"We've hurt each other." He said softly when they finally broke apart. "But not anymore, yeah? We're just here, being an us."

"Just us," Aziraphale said, pressing his forehead to Crowley's. "And we need to decide how to present for our first time together. First times are important, you know."

"Fine." Crowley sighed. "Look, why don't we just... try all of it? We can each have a turn with each effort. We can even have both, if you like!"

"But our first--"

"Bollocks to 'first'." Crowley said. "Why should our first time mean more than our second or third? You're still playing by the rules, angel. We have as many times as we like. We have time to figure it out."

Aziraphale twisted his lips in one way, then another, clearly stopping himself from arguing about the romance of it all. Finally, he tilted his head, conceding.

"Very well." He hopped up from the bed, oblivious to Crowley leaning in to kiss him again. "We might as well make a proper study of it."

"Study???" Crowley's serpentine eyes widened as Aziraphale made his way to his desk, pulling out a large piece of paper and a marker. "Oh, come on...."

But it was no use- Aziraphale was busily drawing a chart with the marker, his bare bum wiggling as he hummed through his work.

Crowley eventually came up behind him, wrapping his arms around his angel's beloved waist even as he rolled his eyes at the chart he'd drawn up.

"I suppose you're serious about this." Crowley mumbled, pressing a kiss to Aziraphale's pale shoulder.

"You think I'm being silly," Aziraphale pouted.

"You are. But... love when you're silly." Crowley hid his burning cheeks in Aziraphale's neck. "Least you're not listing positions out..."

"Oh, but I could!" Aziraphale said cheerfully. "I'm certain I have a copy of the Kama Sutra in the original Sanskrit- not signed by the author, but still quite original--"

Crowley groaned and squeezed his arms tighter around Aziraphale. The angel turned his head to kiss Crowley's temple.

"Perhaps another time?"

"Hngk." Crowley muttered, intent on kissing the idea out of Aziraphale's head. "I want a cunt first." Crowley declared against his angel's lips, and manifested one with a thought as Aziraphale turned to embrace him fully.

"You-- oh!" Aziraphale flushed as he found himself staring at the mound that had appeared between the demon's legs, the red scales on Crowley's belly giving way to wiry red curls. All thoughts of charts and positions flew from his mind. "I knew you'd be lovely."

"Shut up." Crowley hissed, his hands tight on Aziraphale's shoulders as the angel dipped curious fingers into the folds. "We've got a study to do. Data to gather."

"Quite right, too." Aziraphale said, and kissed him again.

[nerdfins]

So what's the first thing I sketch to test my replacement tablet? The valve and spike of some anonymous Cybertronian.

See the uncensored version on Pillowfort: https://www.pillowfort.social/posts/5047007

[antiyourwokehomophobia2]

My therapist told me she was a lesbian (after I told her I was one) and I kinda soft launched my terfism. I was telling her about an argument I had with a woman involving me not being okay with the assertion lesbians can like penis. My therapist looked like that (the idea lesbians can like dick) was ludicrous, but she was all like "oh, so you were more trans affirming and she was not?" and I don't know how to take that at all 😭 idk if I can be open with my terfism or what. Mixed messages fr.

[c-kiddo]

No because the nudity thing is genuinely really annoying >:( People gotta stop demonizing having a body. Like god forbid you draw a character who happens to have body parts that aren’t fully covered!! I’m genuinely really hesitant to draw my characters in any sort of “artistic nudity” or whatever people call it, ‘cause I just KNOW people are gonna be childish or gross about it which makes me sad :(( Nudity isn’t inherently sexual but people have been convinced it is

ya literally .. . .like absolutely pains me to see an artwork someone has spent hours and hours on clearly and the character is naked, and then everyone is just going Boobs! Dick!!! haha! like are you 5? its ridiculous. (also vaguely related to art as internet content and people feeling like they need to comment a meme or be funny in reply for whatever reason).. anyway, yea. ik people are dicks (ha) and annoying but do it ! try it out and draw full nudity , its epic ^_^

[james-stark-the-writer]

alright, now that we've finished the DCEU watch, let's pick up where we left off with Studio Ghibli, and get this Takahata movie over with so i can move on to movies by directors whose work i actually enjoy (though who knows, maybe this will actually be the first Takahata movie i actually like even though i hate his aesthetic choices in every movie of his so far and i don't like how he tells stories). now seated for My Neighbors The Yamadas (1999). know nothing, as usual, and thankfully this is under 2 hours so at least it'll be over quick.

[fortunatefool]

ovulation is like if your clitoris could experience religious psychosis

[sewi-li-suwi]

Enlargen balls feels like it has so much wasted potential. Like, it's widely known that the size of an orb is directly proportional to its scrying potency, right? You could increase the potency of your everyday scrying orb, or carry a marble or shrunken full sized orb in your pocket before enlargening and using it.

It could also theoretically be casted on water droplets to have an alternative renewable source of water - potentially this could be useful to wizards more studied in transmutation than summoning.

It just. idk. Feels like it can do so much more than "haha funny testicle explosion spell", y'know?