Post-surgery playtime!
I missed you guys soooo much!!! [kisses and chinning intensifies]
Naomi wasted no time in trying to climb all the things (including their toy chest). Silly of me to think that if I didn't put all of their toys out, she'd take it easy and just hop around a bit! 😅
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your art makes me wanna start testosterone
i can't read tone well, so this is either an incredibly touching ask, or an extremely funny one, and in the absence of confirmation: both!
i'm in a chatty mood, so i'll share some thoughts about testosterone and my art.
i liked being on testosterone a lot. i had an IM injection every two weeks (on tuesdays!) and because that's a sizeable dose every 14 days that slowly disperses, it can cause some mood fluctuations (every other friday i would have a crisis about not feeling like the world had a place for me in it) but even those were far more manageable than the ones that would come with my previous and current monthly hormone cycle (every month i spend a solid week thinking the world will never have a place for me in it)
It gave me a patchy little bit of scruff on my chin and a whispy mustache under my nose that still struggles on, despite adversity!
It redistributed my fat a little bit, but that's long since gone back to pre-T shape.
it lowered my voice! that hasn't changed :^)! even if i never go back on t, that won't change. it was the thing i most wanted, and its the one i'm most grateful for. Pre-T, I didn't speak much. I'm getting better and better at talking and getting more and more comfortable communicating with people because of it.
having been off t now for 3 years, i don't pass anymore—not as a cis man, or a cis woman, certainly not as anything approximating straight. if people look at me and see anything, i'd hazard a guess that they see me as A Queer (the noun—for all it's complicated connotations).
i'm not surprised that my art might make somebody want to start testosterone! a lot of my art was made out of the aching grief that came with being kicked off of testosterone, and how neatly that loss of autonomy over my own body knits in with yamato's loss of autonomy over his own.
how my body started doing things i disliked, how i didn't have the support necessary to access the healthcare i needed—how my inability to give myself what i needed made me feel as though i were trapped inside of myself and abandoned (by both myself and the world at large)
when i write comics about yamato as a trans man, i don't take away his testosterone, because that hits a little too close to home for me. for Ninja War Town Reasons, he has plenty of access to all the HRT he could ever need and nobody questions his need for it—instead, i project my own horrors onto the way Danzō defined his identity for him as a child, the way that Kabuto and Obito dehumanize him as an adult in their war efforts, and reduce him to the thing his body holds (the Mokuton). I give him a kneejerk compulsion to dehumanize himself (out of a feeling that he has a duty to his community to do so) and I give him a slow-growing resistance to that impulse (which comes out of a feeling that the people he loves would frown upon seeing him reduce himself like that)
it's dysphoria! it's not gender dysphoria, but it's a loss of self, and a need to reclaim it. it's a war between the hollow shell of a thing he thinks he has to be, and the vibrant and messy person beneath it that he is. it's a desperate need to say "this is who i am—only i can say it"
I enjoyed HRT a lot. it was a really useful tool in helping me feel like my body was my own, that i didn't have to fight it, that we were the same entity. It's not the only tool, but it was a really good one, and one day I hope to use it again.
(as for the being off of it—it's unpleasant, but i'm enduring! being somebody who now doesn't really pass as anything has put me in a weird and interesting position, where I'm constantly having to declare myself to people, because nobody knows what to make of me on any front. they don't know if i'm a man, a woman, nonbinary, nor even what age i am (Augh!!!!) it forces me to be brave and vulnerable more than I'm comfortable with—if I tell somebody I'm a man, there's no way that they will believe I'm cis, but I'm not about to recloset myself—and I don't think I could at this point anyway.)
(there's something fascinating about the position i find myself in, and while i'd leap back on t the moment that an opportunity presented itself to do so, i do feel like i'm experiencing something interesting and important in this weird zone i find myself in)
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after researching more into phalloplasty, i’ve been kind of blown away by how different the reality of people who have gotten the procedure is from the way people who haven’t had any kind of bottom surgery talk about it. even trans men who got it and had complications, or didn’t end up perfect, are still majorly happy with their results.
i know a lot of trans men with bottom dysphoria are taught to suppress it, and the dysphoric comments about how phalloplasty is awful and could never satisfy anyone don’t seem like they have an impact, but they do. other trans men see that, and it dissuades them from ever looking into a surgery that could greatly increase their quality of life.
take a minute and try to think about how many of the negative comments you see about bottom surgery are from people who have never had it, and who’s only perception is from other people who didn’t have it saying it’s not worth it. how many times have you considered it, and decided to give up because you’ve heard your fellow trans people constantly talking about how it would ruin you and leave you unhappy?
i know it sucks to not have a cis guy dick, but be mindful of what you say because it still shapes perception, and it can be really harmful especially if you’re coming at it from a purely hearsay and biased position.
technology has progressed so much, and phalloplasty does not leave you with an insensate tube of flesh you can do nothing with, i can tell you that much. it looks good, it feels good, and in the book Hung Jury results have been described as indistinguishable from cis genitalia. but ultimately there is more ways to measure the success of phalloplasty than how much it looks like a cis man’s junk. from what personal accounts i’ve read, it can and often is just as gender affirming and freeing as people talk about top surgery being.
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Hospital and Recovery Whump Dialogue
"Ew, why does my mouth taste so gross?"
"That would be the iodine they swabbed your nose with before putting you under."
*reading medication list* "Ketamine? Like Special K? Man, that must have been some kind of party!"
"Yeah, such a party that you were unconscious for the whole thing."
(alternatively) "Ketamine? Like Special K? Why would they give me that???"
"Oh, maybe so that you wouldn't wake up during surgery?"
"Caretaker? Where are my clothes?"
"Same place they were the last five times you asked; are you going to remember this time?"
"My teacher always said the winner of the knife fight goes to the hospital, and the loser goes to the morgue. I'm pretty sure this counts as me losing the knife fight though..."
"Whumpee, it wasn't a knife fight, it was surgery!"
"Same difference."
"Whumpee, stop moving or you're gonna rip your stitches!"
"Right, the dissolvable stitches. I had momentarily forgotten that my insides are being held together by spun sugar."
"Ugh, it itches so much!"
"That means it's healing. Now stop scratching before I have to find a cone of shame."
"Ooh, type O blood! You should totally donate!"
"Uh, maybe later, when I'm not actively bleeding."
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