#microphallus

[yourfaveisintersex]

Crazy Frog from the Crazy Frog franchise is canonically intersex-coded, and he has a micropenis!

[thisis-intersexism]

Intersexism/transandrophobia overlap: a Rule 34 site I'm a moderator for banning depictions of micropenises for being "too childlike". Yes, even though the character is an adult, micropenis = a child. Yes, even if the character is not only an adult but middle-aged, they must have "a penis at least the length of their hand" in order to be allowed in the archive.

This is also ridiculous because some perisex people don't meet that requirement IRL. I guess those are also children, now?

This is intersexism *and transandrophobia (I forgot to add that I'm sorry;-;)

So we're infantilizing *checks notes* small penises now? Do you also have to ban flat chested women? Or naked characters that are skinny and hairless? What is their point?? This is fucking ridiculous.

[themogaidragon]

Androgynos Hamah Flag

PT: Androgynos Hamah Flag /end PT

ID: a flag with five horizontal stripes, the middle one being very thin. Their colors are, from top to bottom, blue, light blue, white, orange and dark orange. In the center is a symbol ressembling a circle with six spikes. /end ID

Androgynos Hamah: a person whose sex is described as possessing both or mix of sexed characteristics, through natural development. Androginos hamah is usually assigned to intersex variations with mixed genitalia, but can be used for other variations of the ambiguous spectrum.

Note that this is just my *personal* attempt to define androgynos hamah, this definition isn't carved in stone. Even though adam and hamah are usually only used along with saris & ay'lonit, proposal to expand the hamah/adam distinction to androgynos and tumtum has been made, thus creating distinct gendered and sexed subcategories for each gendered sex.

This term is of a physical nature: they depend upon your physicality, and serve a legal purpose in Judaism. However, anyone Jew can use these terms, regardless of their spiritual practice.

Made mixing the flags by desactivated Tumblr user bigfootrights (link), and the ones made by Tumblr user gendertreyf (link), adding on top the intersex Jewish symbol made by desactivated Tumblr user sproutflags (link).

PSD file link.

@radiomogai @mogai-aroundtheworld @dragonpride17 @bipoc-mogai-archive

[this-is-varsexism-transphobia]

Is it bad that I make jokes about having a micropenis when I don't have one? It's mainly pointing out the "phallo-meter" or whatever that ruler I've seen around that determines weather someone's clit/penis is a clit or a penis, and I've always make it obvious I don't have actually have a micropenis/tell this joke to people who already know I don't have a micropenis. Dose it still fall under "perisex people pretending to be intersex" or "making negative jokes about micropenises" if I'm not pretending I actually have one and I'm not making a negative joke?

Context [link.]

Micropenis is only an intersex trait when describing ambiguous genitalia or penile agenesis, penile hypoplasia, or congenital buried penis - however, it does have a very intersex-heavy implication behind it.

I suggest you read this post [link] for the nuances of the term, and when it is appropriate to use.

There's nothing wrong with calling your small phallus a micropenis, so long as you aren't doing so with the intent of mockery, deprecation, or avoiding coming out.

What I would call bigoted, however, is you joking about the phallometer. The phallometer doesn't actually accurately represent what the difference between a clitoris vs penis is - it only represents how gender assignment is done. It was made to showcase when to perform IGM on intersex infants.

It's not something I would include in a joke.

[thefrankshow]

Scientific instrument for measuring Pete Hegseth's Dick.

[baldurs-gape]

Can I just say your story “Wish’n’bone” is literally such a comfort read to me, I go back and read it over again frequently! Your characterization of them both is so sweet in all your work but in that one it’s my favorite. I’d love there to be a follow up of sorts some day but gosh all your BW stuff is fabulous! :3

Nonnie, your kind words fill me with such warmth. Wish'n'Bone was my first foray into a longer Bloodweave fic and I was terrified about getting the characterisations wrong. To be honest, I still worry but that's beside the point XD What kind of follow-up of sorts did you have in mind? I can't promise it will happen but I'm always over the moon to hear ideas anyone has.

Meanwhile, I've finished writing Shores so my mind has now been wandering to other things. Please accept this NSFW ficlet because apparently that's where the brain gremlins are sailing today.

No Big Deal

The Weave was magical, Gale thought. Well, it obviously was magic but he meant it in the less literal way. He had been able to use it to make up for so many of his shortcomings. When he was with Mystra, his body wasn't a concern, wasn't even something to think about. All the pleasures they explored together were beyond the physical. In a way it was a relief, a blessing. Gale knew that by human standards he wasn't exactly a catch. Don't get him wrong, he wasn't putting himself down, far from it, he had a lot to offer in terms of knowledge, power, even looks if he was being less than humble. But when things came to a more intimate connection, he wasn't well versed, no was he exceptional. Quite the opposite in fact. It hadn't mattered though, Mystra had rather literally swept him off his feet and those aspects of him weren't of any import what so ever.

Until his fall. While not objectively true, it still felt like everything had been stripped away until the only thing left was Gale himself with all his human shortcomings. Things only got worse with the whole mindflayer tadpole issue. He had so badly wanted to run to Tara and make the joke "I got worms" just to hear her express amused disdain. Instead he had a group of strangers, all of them infected and pulling in different directions. One person caught Gale's attention though, Astarion didn't seem eager to be going anywhere, wasn't all that bothered by the unexpected lodger in his brain. The only other one who seemed as relaxed was Wyll but he still had the optimism of youth and Gale knew he could so easily crush that. It was why Gale hovered near Astarion, set his tent up nearby. Even when the whole vampire spawn truth came tumbling out, he was more reassured than put off. Immortal beings were much easier to understand than humans in his experience.

Of course, not everything could be simple. As soon as emotions Gale thought were long dead in his chest started to turn from ashes to ember, he knew trouble was brewing. Even worse, Astarion was way ahead of him in that department. By the time Gale was approached by Astarion late one night, he should have known what was coming. It still took him by surprise and Gale had to think fast.

"Let me make you feel good," he breathed into the gap between their lips. "Teach me what you like."

"You get off on learning, don't you?"

It was better that way, Astarion wouldn't have to know the disappointing truth about Gale. And Gale was good at giving, he had given Mystra his all. Though he'd rather not think about how even that hadn't been enough. Instead, Gale turned his attention to Astarion, how he felt in his mouth. Every a quick study, Gale was determined to learn how to best please Astarion. He shouldn't have found it easy but there he was, on his knees and pulling the loveliest sounds from Astarion. What's more, he adored how physical it all was, the hands in his hair, sharp nails against his scalp, the mess, the loss of control, the sheer rawness of it all. In the Weave everything was but a thought away, pleasure was vast and eternal until it became a state of constant. This though, visceral and passing as it was, it burned through Gale. By the time he was catching his breath, beard sticky from what he couldn't swallow, he knew he was in love. The euphoria faded and with it came the crippling reality of his own shortcomings.

At first it was all too easy to distract, Gale took every opportunity to make Astarion feel good with zero expectation of reciprocation. If only he was as gallant as he'd made out, wanting to spoil Astarion in a small effort to prove he wasn't like all the others before him. To a small degree it was true. But mostly, Gale was desperately hiding reality. It was why he tried to entice Astarion into the Weave, to share the pleasure without having to reveal his secret. Sadly, it didn't work that way. Only so many times could he claim to have gotten himself off before Astarion grew more insistent. As much as Astarion claimed to love being the focus of attention, there was no missing that the imbalance between them was slowly getting to him.

"Let me see you."

They were in Gale's tent and Astarion was pushing. The problem was, Gale was out of excuses. Maybe half the truth would suffice.

"I'm not- It's-" All the words in the world and none of them came even close to the tip of his tongue.

Smiling coyly, Astarion stepped closer. "For a man who was a goddess' lover, you do seem incredibly shy."

"In the Weave it was all different."

It was the wrong thing to say because Astarion's brows scrunched and Gale found himself on the receiving end of a scrutinising look.

"Darling, are you saying you've never partaken in the earthly side of such pleasure?"

Head shaking, Gale couldn't look him in the eyes. Hands went to his trousers all the same and Gale startled. "It's not just that. It's, well, in the Weave I could be however I wanted."

"Is my darling wizard body-shy?" Astarion grinned. "My dear, let me assure you that you're perfect as you are."

Gale's trousers and underwear were pushed down and Astarion's eyes focused on his goal.

"Oh."

Silence stretched and Gale covered himself up, cheeks flaming. He should have known. Shouldn't have even hoped. Once again, hands reached for him, tugging his hands away.

"Darling, you're gorgeous." Two fingers easily lifted Gale's cock and Astarion's thumb fondly stroked over it. "I don't know why you were wanting to hide."

"It's small." Even when aroused, it was maybe three inches at best and Gale was all too aware of how much of a disappointment that could be, not to mention that he was a grower and not a shower which made his mortifyingly below average in that moment.

"It's perfect." Astarion had never said anything more honest in his life. Truly enamoured with Gale, he smiled and leaned in. "Let me show you how perfect."

No further warning, he dropped to his knees and took Gale's soft cock gently between his lips. He hadn't been lying, it was perfect. A mouthful that gave him scope to lavish it with his tongue, even his fangs weren't such an issue. Hands found their way into his curls, unsteady and uncertain. Usually, Astarion hated it when someone did that but with Gale it felt right. Bobbing lightly, he listened to the soft gasps and smiled around the perfect cock between his lips.

As he sucked, Astarion couldn't help but let his mind drift. Gale was gentle, even if he didn't need to be. There was no risk of him pushing down into his throat, no threat of any kind of discomfort. Astarion was man enough to admit that he was falling in love with Gale's body all over again. He flattened his tongue against the underside of Gale's cock, gave him something to rut against and swallowed eagerly as it spilled unexpectedly quickly. Pulling back with a pleased hum and a show of licking his lips, Astarion grinned.

However, Gale beat him to speaking. "Thank you."

"You're thanking me for...?"

"Not laughing at me. Getting me off. Being my first."

Heart softening, Astarion pressed one last kiss to the red tip of Gale's cock before standing up once more.

"If you'll let me, I'll prove to you how I love you exactly as you are. All I need is as much time as you'll give me."

"Forever?"

"Forever sounds good," Astarion purred.

[musicmakesyousmart]

Microphallus / Âmes Sanglantes

Kinetic Sleaze Productions

2001

[thisis-intersexism]

Saw "fuck ice" art post that i loved. But halfway through looking at the piece, I saw it said "ice agents have small genitalia" and like, first Hitler and micropenises, now ice and this. Why are we linking small genitalia (a part of certain intersex variations) with fascism???

this is intersexism.

because of bioessentialism.